Previously on Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
Liberty Belle had regained the coveted GLOW crown defeating her rival Zora the destroyer. With the GLOW championship in hand, the beloved blonde All-American girl lifted GLOW to new heights of popularity. With her unrivaled combination of size, athleticism, and grace, the bombshell champ took on all comers and beat them all…. Machu Pichu… Palestina…Scab….Brittanica…She Wolfe…Welfare Queen…. Riot…. One after another, they all fell to Liberty Belle who became the latest in a string of GLOW wrestlers to be branded, "America’s Favorite Daughter" which made her an icon and a positive role model in President Ronald Reagan's America.
But the title also made Liberty a target for America's enemies! Zora the destroyer returned to Moscow in shame… found herself banished to Siberia... ignored and forgotten ... never to be heard from again. Meanwhile, the shadowy central committee of the KGB directorate responsible for women's wrestling plotted how to destroy the GLOW Champion while at the same time bringing shame to the USA while embarrassing the American President who'd tied the success of his presidency to the continued reign of Liberty Belle.
Major Majesta Krush was anointed the USSR’s answer to America’s blonde bombshell. At 5’8" with a formidable build and a rumored G bust, Krush was physically superior to Zora in almost every way. The inky black haired woman was selected as Zora’s successor based on her unmatched combination of power and the raw malice she showed toward her opponents. Majesta Krush took vile delight in punishing her foes, making her in the KGB’s eyes, their Ultimate Weapon. Once her strenuous training concluded, she was deemed ready to be revealed to the world.
DONGGGGG! DONGGGGG! DONNNNNG...
The Glow TV show was interrupted by the now iconic image of Liberty Belle appearing on screen….
DONGGGG! DONNGGGG! DONGGGG!
A bell rang as a mysterious black-haired woman wearing a red bikini with a hammer & sickle logo on each massive breast and a black Cossack hat came into focus. She stood in front of a huge red flag of the USSR with her thickly muscled legs spread. In her hands, a massive sledge hammer which she wound up and swung to strike the bell...then again...and then a third and a fourth time…
DONGGG! DONGGG! DONGGG!…..CRACKKKKKKK
The iconic bell cracked and shattered into a dozen pieces. The mystery woman dropped the hammer, turned to show her profile to the camera revealing her Titanic bosom. Then spoke in a sizzling Russian accent oozing with malice and dripping with bad attitude.
I have come to BREAK the great Liberty Belle...
She will suffer….she will lose….she will QUIT...
At GLOWAMANIA in Madison Square Garden, the world will be introduced to Major Majesta KRUSH and will say goodbye to their red, white and blue, SLUTSKAYA!
The promo shocked the GLOW universe but to no ones surprise Liberty’s response was quick and resolute. On the next episode of GLOW, the champ gladly accepted her new rivals challenge.
“Col Majesta Crusher or whoever you are… you think Liberty Belle will quit? Please! At GLOWAMANIA I will teach you a lesson…in an I QUIT MATCH.”
The crown went wild…. Liberty Belle vs Major Majesta Krush at GLOWAMANIA was SET!
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FIGHT NIGHT
The venue held nearly 20,000 people who had come to witness the historic challenge. There where photographers, reporters and writers swamping the ground level near the ring. The lights went dark and the crowd exploded in support as Liberty Belle strolled to the ring. She was a sight to behold; 5’7" tall with a perfectly shaped body that looked to have been sculptured from marble. She wore her trademark star spangled costume complete with a red cape which she removed on entering the ring. Liberty Belle looked as confident and strong as ever as she waved and soaked in the crowds support.
Everyone's attention turned the entrance as the latest in a string of Soviet super women appeared. The crowd was visibly stunned at the sight of the Russian who stood 5'8" and wore a red bikini with a hammer and sickle on each her prominent breasts. On her feet were black knee high wrestling boots. Her costume perfectly displayed her highly athletic body. She was slightly taller than Liberty, seemingly with a stronger, more muscular build. Majesta stalked resolutely to the ring, her cold glare never leaving Liberty Belle. Suddenly, some in the crowd thought the American blonde didn't look quite so confident after getting her first "up close and personal" look at the Soviet brunette.
The main event of GLOWAMANIA was about to begin… the ring announcers voice echoed to the rafters….
"AS STIPULATED... THIS IS ONE FALL FOR THE GLOW TITLE…. THE WINNER WILL BE THE WOMAN WHO FORCES HER OPPONENT TO SAY, 'I QUIT'... THERE IS NO OTHER WAY FOR ANYONE TO WIN THE MATCH."
The bell rang and the women circled, moving slowly, trying feeling out the other. Finally, they met in the middle of the ring and exchanged strikes. Liberty Belle performed a kick but Majesta blocked it on her forearms, then with blistering speed she followed up with a jab that snapped Liberty Belle's head back. The Soviet followed up with a spinning kick to Liberty's belly. It was slightly off target and Liberty Belle was able to take it on her strong abs, but the champ instantly realized she was facing a dangerous opponent.
The Russian woman was fast, strong, agile, and precise; her strikes sharp as a highly trained fighters. Belle realized she had to be careful; the Russian seemed to be her equal in every respect. Krush tried to stomp kick Liberty Belle's knee to knock her off balance, but the heroine gracefully avoided it and instantly pressed her own attack. Liberty Belle quickly gaining the upper hand after she landed an elbow to the side of Majesta head and knocked her backward.
Continuing to apply pressure Liberty Belle landed a solid right to the chin of the Soviet that sent her backward into the ropes. The Major tried to circle away, but Liberty Belle gracefully cartwheeled towards her and landed a kick to the Major's midsection! Majesta grunted as the kick took her breath away and knocked her to the mat.
The all-American heroine quickly pounced, pinning Major Krush with a cross-chest pin attempt. The Russian's huge chest heaved as Liberty Belle crossed her legs trapping one of the Soviet's arms while she pressed the other to the canvas with both hands. Liberty had the Soviet pinned and was clearly looking to put her in a Submission hold while she looked up grinning as she soaking in the crowds cheers. The match had turned in the favor of the American champion, her grace and skill obvious as she blocked the Russian's repeated attempts to escape from beneath the blonde.
Liberty Belle was able to squirm around to isolated the Soviet's arm for an Armbar; scissoring her legs around her upper arm as Liberty Belle pulled the Russian's wrist and fell back to apply pressure by hyper-extending Major Krush's elbow joint. The crowd roared their approval as Liberty Belle was about to lock in an armbar that would almost surely force the evil brunette to quit.
Then, in a sudden explosive move, Majesta bridged upward with her chest, lifting Liberty's entire body, then with a burst of energy the Russian Super Woman lifted Liberty in the air and tossed her as she kicked up with both legs and burst out of the seemingly unbreakable hold. The cameras zoomed in and caught the look of shock on the blondes face as her prey freed herself.
Both women sprang to their feet and locked up Collar and Elbow in a struggle for position. Liberty Belle garnered all the strength she had.... but to her surprise Majesta couldn't be budged. A wicked smirk came over the face of the Russian as she slowly forced the American to back up. Liberty Belle grimaced as she strained with all her might, but couldn't prevent the Soviet from forcing her to one knee.
The crowd was stunned into silence as Liberty Belle was slowly overpowered by the chuckling Major Krush who grinned as she drove one of her a massive knees between Liberty's breasts. Belle doubled over gasping for air and the rampaging Russian used the opening to release Liberty Belle's arms, then seized a handful of blonde hair and used it to force Liberty's head down and forward.
Majesta Krush wrapped her right arm around under Liberty Belle's neck, inching her legs back to keep them out of Liberty's reach. The Soviet clasped both hands together, clamping Liberty Belle's neck in a Front Headlock (a Guillotine Choke) and began to apply enormous pressure to her throat by bringing her arms upward as she slowly straightened up until she was upright with the back of the champions neck trapped under her right armpit!
Liberty Belle pulled and pawed at the arm trying to relieve the pressure on her neck, but the Soviet had the hold locked in tight and Belle couldn't work her head free.
While Majesta was strangling Liberty Belle, she walked her backward into the corner to prevent her being able to move to either side while Majesta could and apply even more pressure to her Chokehold. As the pressure on Liberty Belle's neck increased, her oxygen was being restricted and her lungs were starting to burning as they strained in vain for more air. As Liberty was forced backward, her butt hit the turnbuckle and it gave her an idea. Improvising, Liberty Belle planted both feet on the turnbuckle, then pushed off and launched herself forward into Major Krush.
Majesta was caught off guard and the two women hit the floor where Liberty Belle was able to Front Flip out of the Russian's Front Headlock. The crowd watched breathlessly as both women grappled on the mat, each trying to gain control of the others body. Again and again, Liberty Belle was about to trap Majesta in a hold, but every time she was about to lock her up, the nimble Soviet powered free in a display of her great strength and skill.
Much to the champions dismay, Majesta was eventually able to gain a top mount on Liberty and pin her left arm with her right knee as she straddled the Americans chest. Then, with a feral expression on her face, Majesta grabbed Liberty's right wrist and pinned her free hand, then began to rain down punch after punch with her right fist onto Liberty Belle's face unprotected face.
Liberty Belle grunted with each glancing blow as she desperately bridged up with her hips, her head twisting back and forth, her knees slamming into Majesta's back in her frantic attempts to unseat her assailant. Majesta was having a difficult time landing solid punches to Liberty's face, but even glancing blows hurt and as the damage increased, Liberty became more and more desperate.
"You belong underneath me, Liberty Bitch," Majesta Krush roared. "Soon you and everyone else will know the champion of America is no match for KRUSH!" she growled as she fired two more punches to the squirming blondes face with her right fist.
Liberty Belle could only use her long legs to knee Majesta in the back, the Soviet snarling as, several times she was almost knocked off balance. Liberty Belle bucked her hips up again and again and finally she managed to tip the Soviet off to one side. Liberty tried to roll over and crawl on top of the Russian, but Majesta managed to twist her body, then brought both feet up and kicked Liberty away. Belle rolled to the ropes and used them to pull herself to her feet.
With both women back to their feet, the Soviet came forward with a Roundhouse Kick to the side of the American heroine’s head. Liberty Belle managed to partially block it and staggered backward to the ropes. Using her forward momentum, Majesta flung herself through the air in a perfect side flip, landing on one foot as the other drove a vicious kick to the deep cleavage of Liberty Belle’s heaving bosom!
The blonde bombshell was knocked back into the ropes but she rebounded and used the spring generated by the ropes to do a dive and forward roll. She came back up to her feet behind Majesta but Liberty was too winded to take advantage; the kick had left her feeling like she'd been hit by a train. The pain made her slow and the brief hesitation gave Majesta the chance to throw herself onto the ropes and use the rebound to run straight at Liberty!
Liberty Belle took a hard headbutt to the face from the cruel Soviet as Major Krush slammed into her chest-to-chest, grabbed the stunned Liberty Belle by the shoulders and rammed her back into the corner. Majesta swung her leg back to drive a knee to Belle's belly, but before she could deliver the knee, Liberty Belle lifted her foot and kicked the Soviet in the stomach. Majesta staggered to the middle of the ring, her arms windmilling trying to stay upright.
Liberty Belle came out of the corner with a straight jab that rocked Majesta's head, then threw a powerful, right haymaker...but Krush ducked it. then delivered a thunderous Uppercut of her own to Liberty Belles red white and bruised boobs. Liberty Belle held her left arm across her aching breasts as she fired an overhand right that glanced off Majesta's forehead. The Soviet replied with a brutal knee to the blonde’s stomach that doubled Liberty Belle over.
Majesta's plan all along had been to lure Liberty Belle into a street fight type brawl. The Soviet knew she couldn't compete with the American on skill, speed, or grace; but if she could sucker Liberty Belle throwing caution to the wind as the fight devolved into a vicious back alley brawl, Majesta knew that fighting at close range she could wear the American down and pound Liberty Belle into submission. At least, that was her hope!
The Crowd sat eerily silent as their heroine fell right into Majesta's plan. Belle had underestimated the strength and ferocity of the Soviet Bitch and was being hammered from pillar to post now that all restraint was off. Majesta held Liberty Belle's shoulders as she slammed another vicious knee into her stomach that made the blondes cheeks puff as the air was driven out of her burning lungs. Majesta swiftly spun Liberty around, wrapped a powerful arm around her neck from behind and locked on a Sleeper Hold. With the hold tight, Major Krush screamed in delight and the battle tested blonde realized the match was going down hill fast as she gasped and wheezed trying to replace the air she'd lost when the knee had emptied her lungs.
The next thing she knew, was the feel of Majesta's thickly muscled arm tightening around her
neck. Liberty tugged hard on the arm of the Soviet Super Woman in her desperate attempts to escape the breath-stealing hold.
"Time to quit for me slut! The stupid Americans think you are champion... YOU ARE NOTHING," Majesta hissed in the American's ear.
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Liberty Belle felt Majesta's choke blocking the blood flow to her brain and she saw darkness creep in the edges of her vision. She kept pulling at the Soviet's arm but was unable to escape. She realized that quite soon she would slip into unconsciousness if she couldn't escape
This was the most trouble Liberty Belle had ever been in and for the first time she feared that she might lose. A panic went off in her head as she pushed herself backward and at the same time drove an elbow into Majesta's belly! The Soviet released the hold and tried to hit Liberty Belle with an elbow strike to the back of her head but Belle ducked the wild blow as she staggered to the ropes. There, she climbed on the top rope, then Liberty Belle catapulted herself towards the Soviet in a perfect Corkscrew Twist and nailed Major Krush in both of her huge tits with a Flying Drop Kick!
The crowd went wild as their heroine knocked the Soviet backwards in spectacular fashion. Majesta fell against the ropes on the far side of the ring with a look of disbelief on her face. She couldn't believe Liberty Belle had turned the tables on her like this.
Majesta sighed and dropped into a fighting stance as she moved towards the American. With renewed energy, Liberty Belle seized back control of the fight with a series of swift strikes. She drove the Soviet backward with a series of body punches, primarily targeting Majesta's majestic tits; then she landed a couple of vicious punches to her face that had Majesta reeling. That's when Liberty tried to end the match.
When Majesta raised her arms in an attempt to shield her face Liberty Belle instantly went low and collided a thudding kick to her stomach that knocked the air out of Majesta's lungs. The crowd was cheering loudly as they could see Liberty Belle was about to beat the Soviet! The bombshell connected another vicious punch that left Majesta staggering back against the ropes.
That's when Liberty Belle swung her leg in a Roundhouse Kick aimed at the side of Majesta's head. The kick was supposed to knock Majesta out cold, but the Russian wasn't done yet! She dropped in a crouch just as Liberty Belle's leg flew over her head. Even as she was ducking, Majesta's left hand flicked up in a quick snapping punch that caught Liberty Belle flush right between the legs.
"Oohhhhh!" The intentional low blow took Belle completely by surprise and the jolt of intense visceral pain made her instinctively drop her hands to protect her crotch as she bent over slightly. The cheap shot had distracted Liberty Belle just long enough for Majesta to get back up and strike again. Liberty grunted when a Double Ax-handle exploded on her back, driving her to her knees. Majesta swung a hard kick directly to the American's face however Belle was able to block the kick on her forearms.
Liberty Belle struggled back to her feet, but now Majesta was relentlessly attacking her non-stop. She landed several thudding punches to the American's midsection to break down her body. Liberty was rapidly tiring, but she bravely tried to reply with a punch of her own. Sadly, she telegraphed the blow and Majesta easily parried her fist while simultaneously throwing a strike with her other hand that landed square on Liberty's bouncing left breast, pancaking the flesh as Majesta's knuckles sank all the way down to Liberty Belle's breastbone!.
Majesta ducked forward and tackled the gagging American around the hips and lifted her onto her shoulders. The rampaging Russian carried Belle to her corner and tossed the dazed blonde on top of the corner turnbuckles. The crowd stood anxiously watching as Majesta raised her doubled clenched hands and then smashed them down on Liberty Belle’s rack, the impact knocking her down to the second set of turnbuckles.
From there, a knee-drop to the bombshells battered jugs blasted Belle's body down to the bottom turnbuckle where she landed with her knees draped over the bottom ropes, her feet outside the ring with her head and shoulders inside the ring on the canvas, her arms flung out to the sides.
Major Krush unfurled a vile grin and stepped on Liberty Belle’s right breast, holding the top ropes for leverage and howling with a perverse delight as she bounced up and down on Liberty's chest as the blonde shrieked in pain; her arms flapping loosely in futile attempts to swat Majesta's feet away from her chest.
Major Krush finally stopped bouncing up and down on Liberty Belle and walked away, pausing to adjust her top which was struggling to hold her majestic mammarys in . Liberty finally managed to untangle her legs and rolled out of the corner and struggled back to her feet. The crowd was silent for what seemed like an eternity as both women stared at each other like a silent battle of wills as they each looked motionlessly at the other.
While Liberty Belle had clearly been badly hurt and looked exhausted, Majesta looked far more fresh and even wore a smug smile on her face as if she realized this. With a cry, Majesta attacked Liberty Belle, spinning around to swing her heel towards the blonde's face in a perfect Spinning Hook Kick.
Liberty Belle ducked just in time and replied with a punch to the Soviet's side. Majesta winced, but as soon as Liberty Belle stepped forward to try another punch, Major Krush was able to catch her arm and used Liberty's own momentum to pull her off balance and, then as she stumbled forward Majesta slammed two hard Kidney Punches into Liberty's back. The bombshell winced in pain as she fell face first into the ropes, her arms draped over the top strand.
Majesta pressed forward, grabbed Liberty's shoulder and spun her around, then connected another punch right into her eye followed by a palm strike to her nose that busted it wide open, sending a steady stream of blood rolling down her chest into the canyon between her sweaty breasts! With tears filling her eyes, unable to see, Liberty Belle blindly tried to fight back but never saw the perfect Elbow Smash that crushed her tits and knocked the air out of her lungs as she sat back on the middle rope.
Gasping for air and trying to fight back Liberty Belle willed herself to stand, but it was like her body was just couldn't respond fast enough to her commands. She was unable to keep up with the Russian any longer as, with a cruel look on her face, the Russian villainess spread her arms wide and then slammed her cupped hands on the ears of the American!
The impact made it feel like the Americans head exploded and the world seemed to spin around her as there was a loud ringing in her ears that drowned out all other sounds. With Liberty Belle on wobbly legs Majesta connected two vicious uppercuts to her breasts, each impact making the target flop upward, straining her iconic red, white, and blue costume to near the breaking point!
"Your days are over Americxnt.…you are MINE!” Majesta chuckled with a sadistic smile on her face.
Liberty Belle’s once raucous fans sat silent as Krush slammed another forearm across Belles battered Double D's that sent her reeling backward to the ropes where she hung limp and gasping for air with her limp arms over the top rope. Majesty pulled the breathless blondes arms up and entangled them in the twisted ropes, then the Russian stood back to admire her handiwork. The battered body of the All-American girl hung limp, arms spread wide, butt sitting on the middle strand of the ring ropes, her arms firmly secured and trapped by the top rope. Helpless!
The silenced Madison Square Garden was pierced by Liberty Belles unfamiliar shrill shrieks as Majesta took her time; aiming each punch with pin-point precision as she hammered Belles bouncing star spangled cups over and over and over... it went on so long, people lost track of how many times Major Krush bared her fangs and let her fists fly as she smashed the proud blonde’s boobs so flat that her iconic top finally broke apart under the stress. Fans turned away, unable to watch, others gasped in dismay the destruction of their favorite girl next door by Major Majesta Krush.
Liberty Belle groaned as she felt her star spangled outfit finally come part under the black-hearted assault. But the unforgiving and every eager for click bait TV Cameras zoomed in for humiliating close-ups of Belle’s world famous top as her bikini unraveled, fell open, then fluttered slowly to the ring where it was trampled under Krush's feet as she continued to dance around battering the helpless blonde's body!
Finally, Majesta paused her assault long enough to catch her breath and assess the mouth-watering sight of Liberty Belles luscious, bare, bloody nose-streaked and sweaty, black and blue breasts as they heroically struggled in vain to resist the steady, inexorable, pull of gravity.
Krush called for the ringside microphone…. held it to her lips and said, “Quit….”
“Nnnn…nnnn….never...” The All-American blonde's lips quivered as she whimpered, trying to stifle her sobs with everything she had left, fighting against the urge to scream as Majesta clamped onto her maltreated mammaries, her fingernails digging into the tenderized titties as she hefting them in her palm like melons she was assaying at a country market.
But even proud Liberty Belle couldn't hold back the tears as the ruthless Russian closed her fists on Belles DD's, crushing them and sinking her nails deep into the smooth, soft, flesh of the champions once proud, pale, prized, puppies. As the Soviet crushed Liberty's prize puppies in her fists, tears ran in rivers down the blonde's reddening cheeks, her quivering lips blubbering as saliva dripped from her chin onto Majesta's two prize breasts...now hers to do with as she wished!
Liberty Belle's worst nightmare had come true when Majesta Krush untangled her arms and forced her to her knees where, with tantalizingly slow, cruel, deliberation, she pushed the unresisting blonde over onto her back. With Belle flat on her back, tits-up in the middle of the ring, Majesta calmly straddled the beaten blonde, pinning her limp, useless, arms under her knees as she sat down on Belle's belly to casually continue to apply crushing pressure to her breasts with her powerful clenched fists.
With Liberty far beyond the point of being able to resist, Majesta raised her right hand, showed the crowd her fist and SMACK slammed it straight down, pancaking Belle's left breast flat on her chest! The champs legs lifted up off the mat, then fell back limp and lifeless.
Majesta raised her left hand, made a fist and SPLAT pancaked Belle’s right breast just as flat. Again, the shattered woman legs rose, then fell back. Grinning, the Russian began to pound away with mindless fury, raining devastation down on Liberty Belle’s battered breasts with both fists; pummeling them with jealous ferocity. The broken bombshell struggled weakly, but her only resistance amounted to nothing more than trying to will herself to stay conscious.... a final, futile gesture as her conqueror pounded her jugs until Majesta turned the underlying breast tissue to jelly!
Finally, Belle's battle even to stay conscious came to an end...her eyes fluttered, then slowly closed, her head lolling to one side as Krush’s fists continued, over and over, to pound deep into Liberty's once heroic rack until she no longer could feel the impact and passed out.
NO!” Krush screamed. “Don't you DARE pass out on me, SLUT...” she yelled, slapping Liberty Belle's face to bring her back around. “You're not getting off that easy. You're going to quit out loud, right here in front of all your so-called fans,” Krush vowed. “You are finished in GLOW”
Majesta held the house mic to Liberty's lips and demanded, “Say the magic worlds, Liberty Belle! Say it and the pain will stop and your humiliation will end.”
Liberty Belle was delirious. she'd never been so soundly beaten both physically and emotionally. She simply couldn't focus her thoughts; her body was in too much pain for her to even think straight.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to her... relief! Belle couldn't take any more pain. "I....i....quit," The former champion panted into the microphone. You could have heard a pin drop in Madison Square Garden when their heroine submitted to the hated Russian who now sat straddling Liberty Belle's beaten body wearing a sick grin.
"TIME TO END YOUR NIGHT STAR-SPANGLED SLUT!" Majesta exclaimed as she cupped her victorious rack and dropped her juggs like twin G bombs on the face of the broken heroine. Liberty Belle's world was eclipsed by Majesta Krush’s all-conquering tits.
As she lost consciousness, Liberty Belle's brain function sputtered and stuttered as it shut down. "How... how... could this happen...to ME... Can't. be real….wake up LIBERTY BELLE” The darkness closed in and overcame her. Liberty Belle’s answer, if there was one, would have to wait for another day.
The show faded to black with the unthinkable image of Major Majesta Krush gleefully laughing with GLOWs crown on her head…. And Liberty Belle completely destroyed at her feet.
The invincible Liberty Belle has been cracked by the Russian Nightmare…The GLOW universe would never be the same…
