[JOHNNY the DUECES]

I can't believe this stupid little bitch is beating me up. I start bucking and kicking and screaming, “Get off of me bitch. Get the fuck off of me.”  Vicky shows me her left fist, and Vicky is like an insane lunatic as she starts shaking her fist right in my face screaming, “You're going to stick your tongue out bitch, and you're going to lick your blood off of my wedding ring. You're going to kiss this ring, and you're going to show everyone that I taught you respect for my marriage.” I'm still bucking and kicking, I'm trying to free my arms, and I cry out, “No, get off of me,

[MistressVicky]

I smash her, “bang,” right in her mouth, right with my ring. You can hear smash against her teeth, and Jessica's lips bust open under my ring, and blood is rolling from her lips. I hold my fist in her face again, screaming, “You're going to tell everyone that you're my slave. You're going to tell everyone that you're going to do whatever I tell you to do, and from now on you fuckin whore, you are to address me as Mistress when you want to speak to me.

[JOHNNY the DUECES]

I'm infuriated and I'm bucking and I”m kicking, “I'll never be your slave you old whore,” as I swing me legs up right over Vicky's back and head, and I wrap my ankles around Vicky's neck, and I pull Vicky off of me backwards, and she falls right over onto her back. We kick at each other, until each of us are away from each other, and then the two of us roll over and start to get to our feet. I'm up first, and as Vicky is getting up onto her legs, I just come swinging around, and I send my right fist plowing, “bang,” into the left side of little Vicky's jaw, and you can hear Vicky's teeth knock together and chatter in her head as, Vicky's head swings to the side, and Vicky is spun completely around in a circle from the full force of my hard punch.

[MistressVicky]

I'm just standing there, and I'm seeing stars, and I'm disoriented, and I'm not really sure of where I am, or what's going on for a moment.

[JOHNNY the DUECES]

I put my hands on my hips, and I start fuckin laughing as taunt her, I scream, “I thought that you're such a tough Mistress. I thought you were going to knock the shit out of me, and look at you Mistress Vicky, you pathetic old whore. I knocked you silly, and now I'm really going to beat you up. I take my other fist, my left fist, and I come swinging around in the other direction, and I send my fist fight at the right side of Vicky's jaw.
 

[JOHNNY the DUECES]

Look at Vicky's eyes on the picture right above this. Her eyes look as dazed and glazed as they would be if she had just got punched like she did.

[Luvbrutalfightz]

Johnny, Are yu able to change the poll clsing date? It's not due to end until October 5th!!.
I know fights can be long but 2 months??😉

[Luvbrutalfightz]

Johnny, Are yu able to change the poll clsing date? It's not due to end until October 5th!!.
I know fights can be long but 2 months??😉

Well Vicky or whoever set it up.

[JOHNNY the DUECES]

“bang,” my fist plows full force, “bang,” into the left side of her jaw. Vicky's teeth knock together and chatter in her head as Vicky's head snaps sideways, and  Vicky is spun completely around in a circle from the force of my hard punch again.

[MistressVicky]

Now I'm really seeing black spots and fuckin stars, and I'm punched silly. Jessica has punched me silly, and I stumble forward, and then back, and sway from side to side. I lose my equilibrium, and I stumble backwards until I fall right on my back on the cement. I'm laying there, and I'm punched so silly I don't even know where I am any more. My small chest is heaving up and down.

[JOHNNY the DUECES]

I sit down on the stupid little bitch. I sit right on her stomach, and now I'm aching to show this fuckin big mouth who's in charge. I grab Vicky's limp left hand, and I see it. I see that big, heavy gold wedding ring. Then I grab her finger, her middle finger, the one with the ring, and I rip that ring right off of her finger. I pull Vicky's precious wedding ring right off of her finger, and Vicky moans as she feels the ring leaving her finger. I put it on the middle finger of my left hand, and I start slapping my hand back and forth, “bam, bam, bam,” forehand, backhand, forehand, backhand across Vicky's face. I'm leaving the bloody impression of that big, metal ring as I smack it back and forth across her face screaming, “Wake up Vicky, wake up you pathetic, weak little bitch.”

[MistressVicky]

Jessica smacks my face until she slaps me back awake, and my eyes pop open, and it takes me a few seconds to realize where I am, and what's going on

[MistressVicky]

Jessica smacks my face until she slaps me back awake, and my eyes pop open, and it takes me a few seconds to realize where I am, and what's going on

[MistressVicky]

That is when I hold my left fist in up, the one with Vicky's wedding ring, and I start laughing as I scream, “Look at Vicky. This is your wedding ring, and it's on my finger now.” Vicky gets this totally totally puzzled look on her face, until she recognizes her wedding ring, on my finger. Vicky cry's out, “My ring.” I laugh right in Vicky's face and then I smash that ring, “bang,” right into her lips, splitting Vicky's lips open, and you can hear the metal of the ring bash against the enamel of her teeth, and I split Vicky's lips open with  her very own wedding ring on my fist, and blood starts rolling from Vicky's split lips. I'm crazy, and I hold Vicky's wedding ring right in her face, and I start laughing as I scream, “How does it feel to have your face bashed in with your very own wedding ring Vicky you little bitch.”

[MistressVicky]

That is when I hold my left fist in up, the one with Vicky's wedding ring, and I start laughing as I scream, “Look at Vicky. This is your wedding ring, and it's on my finger now.” Vicky gets this totally totally puzzled look on her face, until she recognizes her wedding ring, on my finger. Vicky cry's out, “My ring.” I laugh right in Vicky's face and then I smash that ring, “bang,” right into her lips, splitting Vicky's lips open, and you can hear the metal of the ring bash against the enamel of her teeth, and I split Vicky's lips open with  her very own wedding ring on my fist, and blood starts rolling from Vicky's split lips. I'm crazy, and I hold Vicky's wedding ring right in her face, and I start laughing as I scream, “How does it feel to have your face bashed in with your very own wedding ring Vicky you little bitch.”