Carol Smith v Chu Li then Sonya Phillips then Grace Wade

Carol Smith was developing into quite a star of the female fighting circuit her style had brought her many fans and admirers and her progress up the rankings had been impressive. Her husband had converted part of their North Yorkshire home into a gym with a fully fitted ring and there had been regular visitors to challenge the hostess to a match as well as sorties out to other venues as Carol had signed up with Grace Wade Warrior’s promotion. That relationship had become a little frosty as Carol thought she was not getting the exposure her ability deserved until finally Grace had relented and given the woman a series of challenges that if she were successful would earn her a title fight. Carol had then destroyed Helen Lee Davies, Steffi Pezinski and Grace’s daughter Suzy Wade to earn her title shot but the promoter had out manoeuvred her by organising a Northern title
Show down against Dawn Champion which Carol duly won before facing Irene Scott in a contest pitching the Northern and Scottish champions resulting in another win for Ms Smith and a second belt.

Carol had then demolished Rusty the Blackpool Bruiser in a brutal demonstration of destruction that had earned her a good purse and finally Grace had relented promising her an elimination bout for the club title after she had faced Suzy’s partner Chu Li in a revenge match. The oriental wanted to teach the woman a lesson for humiliating her partner in their private battle and so it was back to Yorkshire for Suzy accompanying her lover as Chu Li prepared to make Carol pay for her earlier victory. Ms Smith was eager for the battle and intended to use it in preparation for her elimination contest with the unbeaten Sonya Phillips before going after the Wade belt now held by Grace herself after her recent sensational defeat of Denise Frost.

Alan had updated the photo albums depicting Grace’s recent activity and that generated quite some tension in Chu Li’s changing room as Suzy found the photos of her defeat and used them to motivate the 5’2” inch oriental with the curvy 34C-24-34 inch figure neatly packaged at 108lbs as she prepared to fight in a purple two piece bikini tied at the hips across the back and at the neck effectively three triangles of material covering her nipples and sex. Carol was slightly taller at 5’5” with a fuller 36C-26-36 inch figure and wonderfully proportioned at 120lbs and was waiting for her in the ring looking all business as usual in a red costume high on the hip deep in the back with plenty of cleavage on display a simple strap between the shoulder straps to keep the costume together and stop her large breasts popping out. The brunette’s fighting record had improved to twelve wins and seven losses: Sara Wilde 3-3, Dawn Champion 2-0, Carlena Brandon 0-1, Ronnie Barber 1-1, Lola Cortez 1-0, Liz Cole 0-1, Lindy McGuire 0-1, Helen Lee Davies 1-0, Steffi Pezinski 1-0, Irene Scott 1-0, Rusty 1-0 and Suzy Wade 1-0 with the recent run and she was keen to keep the momentum going as Chu Li and Suzy joined the couple in the ring.

“Come on then you oriental slut let me make you feel the same way as that slag felt when I beat the crap out of her. Chu Li’s eyes flashed and she charged across the ring eager to make amends for Suzy’s defeat and ran straight into a brutal straight fingered jab to the throat that had her coughing and turning away from the brunette as Carol gloated, “Too easy bitch!” as she stepped forward after her opponent and viciously kicked her in the back of the legs behind the knee cap to drop the woman to her knees before she stepped around the dark haired woman and kicked her full in the chest to send her flying to her back on the canvas as Alan got busy with the camera and Suzy called, “fight the tart babe fight her!”
Carol glanced across at Ms Wade junior and scoffed, “She is like you useless it’s just like being a punch bag!” and she knee dropped onto the flattened female spearing her in the guts with her full body weight. Chu Li exploded from the canvas in a rush of air as her lungs were forcibly emptied and she then collected an elbow right between the eyes to send her sprawling senses spinning hardly the storming start she required in this best of three fall showdown. Chu Li sprawled back on the mat her arms flopping to her sides as Carol rose to her feet, “Here’s one for your lover!” she smirked as she held the woman’s ankles and parted her thighs as Suzy called, “Don’t!” but Ms Smith ignored her and drove her heel between the oriental’s parted legs to strike her deep in the briefs and leave the woman crumpled into the foetal position on the mat

Carol strutted around the bruised battler and goaded Suzy, “Can’t she take it?” as Chu Li lay moaning at her feet before reaching down to hall the woman up by her long jet black hair and the strap of her bikini top. The purple garment fell apart and Carol quickly whipped it around Chu Li’s neck as the woman’s full breasts dropped into view as Carol used the top to whip the woman back to the mat and following her down delivered a tremendous body splash across the now naked chest of Chu Li. Suzy was watching open mouthed she had never seen her lover so easily handled by anyone else in the ring Ms Smith had turned into a truly dominant and capable fighter. Alan slapped the mat and just like that Carol led one nil she pushed herself to her hands and knees snarling at Chu Li, “Revenge ha you’re worse than your whoring friend!” before getting to her feet and strutting confidently back to her corner as Suzy scrambled into the ring to help her lover back to her own stool.

“That was easy now to really enjoy hammering the bitch!” gloated Carol as she took a long drink of water offered by husband Alan while opposite Suzy was urging Chu Li to calm down, “That was all temper she goaded you and you fell for it you can beat her easily if you use your head!” as she to offered water to her partner before easing the bikini top from around Chu Li’s neck with her right hand while she lightly teased the left breast of the woman stirring the nipple to swift rigidity. Chu Li smiled and then kissed her lover promising, “I will do better make her pay for the last time!” as they embraced before Carol interrupted, “you lesbian whore’s going to fight or fuck?” Suzy eased away from Chu Li sneering, “Both after we’ve fucked you up!” Chu Li remained silent an calm not rising to the goading this time while Suzy gently stroked her back as she turned to face Ms Smith and then beckoned the woman forward, “I’m ready for you now big mouth!” and pointing at Alan she added, “Ring the bell then take photos as I kiss her fat old arse!” as she slowly moved forward from the corner light on her toes and hands held high ready to resume the contest.

Carol advanced confidently almost cockily towards the topless oriental woman her own arms coming up ready to grab the woman when suddenly in a blur Chu Li pivoted and kicked her opponent flush on the chin a perfect karate high kick that if she had had boots on would probably of knocked Carol out. As it was the woman staggered back stunned and then collected another kick to the side of the head that sent her stumbling into the ropes. Chu Li closed the distance quickly and drove her knee and thigh across Carol’s back forcing her over the bottom rope as Suzy came round to grab the woman about the head and hauled down choking her over the cord as Alan protested, “hey foul!” “Oh shut up before I kick your balls in,” snarled Suzy but she stepped away as Chu Li grabbed Carol’s ankles and dragged her away from the ropes back into the ring ensuring the woman’s head and chest dropped to hit the canvas heavily in the process, Carol moaned as her soft breast flesh was scraped roughly across the canvas.
Rolling Carol to her back he smiled, “This is for earlier!” and she returned the crotch kicking with interest aiming three wicked heel kicks to Carol’s love mound then dumping the woman’s back to the mat. Chu Li ran to the ropes and bounced back hurling herself into the air intent on delivering a huge body slam to equalise the contest as quickly as Carol had opened the scoring but Alan raised the alarm warning her to move. Carol obviously heard and drew her knees up just in time to impale the descending Chu Li across them and send the oriental flying to the mat herself arms clamped across her stomach which had born the brunt of the collision. The two women lay five feet apart on the canvas both hurting struggling for breath, at ringside Suzy was looking on in a state of shock her partner had been hammered in the first fall but had taken the older woman apart in the second session only to fall victim to the desperate knee lift as it looked like she was about to equalise if not win the contest.

“Get up Chu Li you’ve got her!” she finally called as the Oriental woman rolled slowly to her knees but Carol was also showing signs of recovery reaching for the ropes to pull herself upright and beat the count Alan had started to slap on the canvas from ringside. Both women reached their feet at eight and turned to face their opponent Carol calling, “So you still have some fight in you do you? Don’t worry it’ll soon be beaten out of you!” and she advanced hands extending claw like but warily watching Chu Li who stepped forward to meet the challenge hissing, “I barely started you going to get hurt old woman!” Chu Li dipped her shoulder to fire a snap kick at the dark haired woman but Carol was alert and blocked the move crossing her arms to fend off the blow but the oriental woman continued her forward movement as her foot hit the canvas to powerfully slam her forearm across the woman’s breasts and drive her back towards the ropes.

Grabbing Carol’s wrist Chu Li hurtled her across the ring into the opposite ropes and as the hostess catapulted back towards the middle of the ring the oriental woman used her extensive martial arts training to deliver a beautiful spin kick that landed her right foot across the woman’s face and sent her crashing to the mat with blood flowing from both nostrils. “Get a photo of that bastard!” called Suzy as she watched her partner take control again and this time Chu Li landed her follow up without hindrance a breast crushing leg drop as the woman’s thigh flattened Ms Smith’s treasure chest. Carol wailed as her boobs took a battering not helped by Chu Li moving quickly to straddle the woman and land punches to each soft cup as Carol desperately tried to cover up. Grabbing the woman’s hair Chu Li lifted her forehead before slamming the palm of her hand into first the nose then the forehead of the moaning woman sending her sprawling back to the mat senses spinning.

Leaping forward Chu Li pinned the woman’s arms and bounced her body weight across the woman’s chest before moving forward again to straddle the woman’s face, “You like?” teased Chu Li gyrating her hips to rub her sex over Carol’s mouth and nose while grinning at Suzy. “Save some for me lover finish her off!” called Ms Wade as her lover sat down firmly on the woman’s face, “You’ve got her now you count the bitch out!” yelled Suzy at her lover than Alan but as he reached forward to slap the mat Chu Li screeched and leapt forward one hand dropping towards her knickers as Carol sat up and turned behind her snarling, “You filthy whore,” as she grabbed at the woman’s briefs to stop her crawling away and then hooking her right hand into a fist she drove it repeatedly between the woman’s thighs from behind screeching, “This’ll be fit for nothing now bitch face!” clearly she had bitten the woman and now she was taking her revenge pulping her sex life with the brutal punching landing half a dozen blows on the hapless oriental’s love pouch before Chu Li crumpled to the canvas eyes lolling close to passing out as Carol rose to her feet and then brutally kicked the woman full in the face.
Chu Li rolled to her back out cold and Carol posed over her as Alan slapped the mat to count the climactic score but Suzy started to scramble into the ring snarling, “You cheating bitch I’ll have you for that,” and launched herself at the Yorkshire woman. Carol saw her coming and leaving the Chu Li to be counted out she turned to meet the wildly charging Ms Wade kicking the woman right between the legs as she made a wild grab at her. The kick folded Suzy in half and Carol simply clamped her thighs around the woman’s head inverted her and delivered a vicious pile driver that rendered her hors d’combat before she could land a blow. Rising to her feet Ms Smith lifted the stunned Suzy again and positioned her for another pile driver this time plunging the helpless woman down on to her lover leaving both women completely crushed in the middle of the ring as Alan announced her victory. “Pass me the mobile,” called Carol and she took a photo with the phone camera and immediately sent it to Grace Wade.

Alan joined her in the ring finishing off his own photo shoot before embracing his woman victrix again in her battles against Grace’s grapplers, “Now for some fun,” she said as her phone bleeped indicating the message she had sent to Grace had been received so she dialled the woman. “So another one bites the dust and as you can see daughter dearest got in the way and took another beating are you scared yet?” taunted Carol as Grace answered the phone, Ms Wade replied, “Not bad bitch maybe you deserve your shot I tell you what you get a title eliminator Sonya Phillips is currently number one contender for my belt but claims she needs a warm up beat her next Saturday and you get to face me for the belt.” Before Carol could reply Grace hung up leaving the woman to tell her man about the proposal she turned to leave the ring pausing only to stomp on Chu Li and kick Suzy before retiring to celebrate the latest victory in her spectacular campaign for the title.

A week later Carol was entering the ring again her 5’5” 120lb 36C-26-36 inch figure looking all business as usual in the red costume high on the hip deep in the back her fighting record had improved to thirteen wins and seven losses as she acknowledged the full house ready to fight in the elimination match. Her opponent was the svelte and sultry Negress Sonya Phillips who had a height advantage standing 5’10” and a slight weight advantage as well at 124lbs but a very similar figure measuring 36C-25-35 inches wearing a similar wrestling costume but in white with white boots the number one contender oozed confidence her record proclaimed her to be unbeaten in singles competition although an apparently modest appearance chart had only five victories and no defeats the woman was a legend and her unofficial record was closer to twenty five wins and no losses she had been biding her time in the promotion her tag partner Denise Frost had been the champion for a while but Grace having taken the belt meant she was ready to resume her charge for the title.

Striding to the ring Grace Wade herself appeared her long leather coat flapping behind her as she purposefully approached the arena, “I will referee this match a best of three falls anything goes battle to decide who challenges me for the title!” She tossed the coat aside to reveal her own stunning body at 5’9” and 36C-27-38 she still had the looks many women craved and although touching the scales at 126lbs Grace was still a woman in demand. Wearing a black basque fishnet stockings and knee high patent leather boots she caught the attention of all the men watching and the envious glares of most of the women as she ordered, “Ring the bell and come out fighting bitches lets see which of you I get to pick apart next!” It was certainly intimidating and with Denise supporting Sonya and Alan as usual with Carol unable to give any advice the bell rang out to start the contest with Carol probably the more taken aback by Grace’s appearance than Sonya who tore into the Yorkshire woman with intent as the bell faded away.
The Negress planted a forearm across Carol’s throat driving her back on her heels and then a second that shoved her back towards the ropes suddenly she grabbed the woman’s wrists lifted a foot and fell back delivering a perfect monkey toss to send Carol wailing through the air to crash to the canvas on her back in mid ring. Rising and turning quickly Sonya delivered a wicked elbow drop to the sternum and went for a quick pin as Grace gloated, “Not so smart are you now Smith!” but before she could complete the three count Carol had shrugged a shoulder up and scrambled clear. The women rolled to their feet but Sonya was again quicker grabbing Carol and delivering an arm drag toss to send Ms Smith back to the canvas in a hurry rolling after her to apply a wicked head scissor before Carol could recover. Ms Smith kicked her feet in frustration as Sonya locked in the crushing hold wrapping her powerful legs around the woman’s head and squeezing as she straightened the limbs leaving the Yorkshire woman flushing bright red as her head was crushed.

Twisting to increase the pressure Sonya’s thigh moved over Carol’s mouth and Ms Smith took the opportunity to give the woman a sharp nip that broke the scissor hold and allowed a sharp intake of breath. Carol sat up as Sonya rolled to one side with a yelp and pushed herself to one knee snarling, “Bitch!” before turning to slam her palm hard against Carol’s forehead to send her sprawling back to the mat. Sonya pushed herself upright and brutally stomped on Ms Smith’s stomach sitting Carol up and allowing the Negress to viciously grab her hair and drag her into another crushing hold a side headlock. “Now you’ll suffer slut!” snarled Sonya turning to keep Grace to one side as she punched Carol in the face. “I don’t know why you are trying to hide her there are no rules rip her face off!” gloated Grace as she moved around the pair in mid ring just as Carol showed her own no compromising capabilities by reaching between her opponent’s legs to claw at her crotch with menace.

Sonya stood up and was forced to her tip toes by the clawing hold applied by Carol who also now rose to stand blood on her face from a cut in her hairline courtesy of her opponent’s targeted punching. “What was that bitch?” sneered Ms Smith as she twisted her clawing grip forcing the other woman to squirm on her tip toes as she tried to prise the invading fingers away from her sex allowing Carol to use her forearm to club blows across her rival’s chest until Sonya started to block the forearm. Carol then suddenly planted her right arm solidly across Sonya’s throat knocking her into the ropes as she finally released the crotch claw. Sonya sagged into the ropes one hand dropping to nurse her throbbing sex the other cupping her left breast she was clearly feeling the effects of Carol’s assault as Ms Smith stepped forward to drive her thigh across the woman’s midriff to fold her in half before dropping her to the canvas with a wickedly driven elbow to the nape of the Negress’ neck.

As Sonya hit the mat Carol glared at Grace and hissed, “be ready to count the bitch out then I’m coming for you, you cheap cheating whore!” Grace stared back and hissed, “Oh I’m ready bitch don’t you worry now shut up and fight on!” Carol did exactly that dropping to drive her elbow into Sonya’s kidneys and as the woman reared up in reflex Ms Smith applied a brutal camel clutch slipping astride her face down foe to hook her arms and brutally bend her back. Sonya’s face grimaced as she was tortured in the spine bending hold and then squealed in pain as Carol eased her hands down and forward to pinch and twist at the woman’s stiff nipples. Sonya’s feet kicked in protest and she suddenly screamed her submission much to Carol’s surprise and clearly shocking Grace as Ms Phillips capitulated under the breast assault. Grace ordered Carol to break the hold which she did before stepping over the woman and striding confidently to her corner as Grace dropped to one knee next to the face down Ms Phillips.
“What the hell are you doing surrendering to that bitch,” hissed Grace as Sonya pushed herself up from the mat, “Pacing myself you stupid cow she had me if I did not submit I would be in no fit state to continue and I want to beat her then I get a shot at you!” snapped back Sonya as she brushed past the referee to her corner and the support of Denise Frost. “At least you made her bleed,” sneered Grace before she strutted over towards Carol and challenged, “Do you need the doctor to stop the slaughter?” as Alan worked on the cut in his wife’s hair, “Why does she need saving?” laughed Carol until she realised grace was addressing the comment to her, “Forget it blondie you know she’s going to lose then I get my title shot you’re running scared!” said Carol rising to meet the blonde chest to chest and eye to eye before Grace turned away and went to the neutral corner as Alan said, “Be careful I don’t trust her she’ll screw you if your not careful,” as Carol sat back on her stool before she replied, “Oh I know that but I’m watching her,” as he interrupted, “yes but are you watching Phillips she submitted easily to save herself she’s not done yet.” “Oh she will be don’t worry and then Wade gets it,” promised Carol as the bell rang out for the second session.

Carol fairly charged across the ring to lock up with the powerful Sonya trying to overwhelm her quickly and apply another hold to work the woman over in the back and she seemed to be succeeding forcing Ms Phillips into the ropes as the pair met. Sonya though collapsed against the taut cords using the elasticity to throw herself back at the Yorkshire woman driving her knee viciously between Carol’s braced legs to slam her knee bone heavily into the softest part of her womanhood the force lifted Carol clean off her feet and she crumpled against the white clad Negress. Sonya used that momentum to lift Carol at crotch and throat and hoist her spectacularly over her shoulder to send her flying over the ropes to crash to the apron and then the floor outside the ring in an untidy heap. Turning quickly Sonya slid through the ropes to jump down on to the still prone brunette driving her knee into Carol’s stomach forcing any remaining oxygen out of the woman’s body.

Rising to her feet Sonya dragged her rival up by the hair and slammed her face first into the steel post supporting the corner of the ring before turning the woman around and shoving her back against the same pillar via a vicious single handed choke hold. Then Sonya unloaded a volley of punches into the stunned gasping woman’s body tattooing blows across Carol’s belly and breasts before letting her slump almost silently to the carpet in a heap. Stepping back she then kicked the woman in the side of the head to send her slumping to the floor as Denise urged, “Kick her head in babe you’ve got her!” as Grace loomed over the scene from the ring called, “That’s better Phillips now finish her off!” Sonya glared up at the referee and hissed, “Now you understand don’t you!” before turning to kick Carol in the guts before hauling the woman up by the hair and holding her in a half nelson as she turned towards her corner supporter and said, “Give her one Denise!” and Ms Frost obliged kneeing Carol in the groin again.

Only the application of the half nelson stopped the bloodied Yorkshire woman crumpling to the canvas and Sonya turned to shove her opponent into the apron folding her in half as she drove her stomach across the ring edge as she released the nelson. Carol collapsed over the canvas and Sonya grabbed the woman’s costume between the legs and heaved her back under the ropes and into the ring before following her into the arena herself. Rising to her feet she came face to face with Grace and snarled, “Your next blondie!” before turning to roll Carol to her back and deliver a leg drop planting her thigh across the woman’s breasts before lying across Ms Smith to score the equalising pin with no resistance from the battered woman beneath her as Grace counted the score and announced the equaliser with a degree of contempt that led to another glaring exchange.
“Watch it blondie or you’ll get yours now as well,” snarled Sonya turning her back on the referee and acknowledging the crowd as she strutted the short distance to her corner confident she had done enough to demolish the challenger completely in the deciding fall. Carol appeared to be in a bad way her nose was bleeding her left eye was starting to swell and there was blood in her hair she had suffered quite a battering during the second session as Ms Phillips stormed brutally back into the contest and looking like she would retain her number one status and challenge Grace for the title. Alan was working quickly and effectively on his wife with cold water, smelling salts and Vaseline to stem the cuts and freshen her up while opposite Denise and Sonya appeared extremely confident laughing their way through the interval period. Meanwhile Grace was leaning on the ropes in a neutral corner her plan appearing to work the two women were knocking each other senseless and she intended to quickly claim the title by defeating the winner straight after this contest ended.

It was soon time for the bell for the deciding session and Sonya quickly advanced from her corner as Carol moved along the ropes facing her easing away from the turnbuckle as Ms Philips sneered, “Scared are you come on at least put up a fight!” She suddenly lunged at the Yorkshire woman grabbing her wrist and dragging her from the ropes into a well positioned knee to the midsection that folded Carol in half before an Irish Whip slammed her to the mat on the back. Sonya released Carol’s wrist as she flipped her to the mat and delivered a classic leg drop across the woman’s breasts as a brutal follow up crushing her tits with a well positioned thigh. Carol grunted in pain and tried to throw the thigh off but Sonya was much too quick for her grabbing the brunette hair to hold Ms Smith while she locked a wicked head scissor into position crushing the Yorkshire woman’s head between her thighs.

Carol’s legs kicked in frustration and she tried to prise the vice like leg lock from around her head as Sonya scoffed, “You’re mine now bitch!” before glaring at Grace and adding, “And your next bitch.” Grace smiled and hissed, “I’m ready<” before dropping to one knee to ask Carol to submit but the Yorkshire woman refused and suddenly with a violent twist she broke free rising to one elbow to drive her fist into Sonya’s crotch to complete her escape and leave the Negress whimpering on the mat as Carol rolled clear gasping in desperately needed oxygen. Sonya rolled to her knees her right hand grabbing the ropes to steady herself while her left hand gentle rubbed her throbbing crotch as she hissed through gritted teeth, “She’s going to pay for that,” before she hauled herself to her feet as behind her Carol also struggled upright her face still a little flushed but her breathing calming down and under control as Grace circled the pair sneering, “Come on ladies let’s see who’s top bitch.”

The women were obviously keen to find out themselves and both sprang forward to lock up in mid ring hands clamped together before their bodies slammed together, this time Carol showed her own brutal ability by slamming her forehead against her rival’s face rocking her back with the head butt. Releasing her right hand Carol slammed her forearm across the woman’s throat to send her tottering towards the ropes and a thigh across the stomach pitched Sonya into the ropes. Grabbing Sonya’s wrists Carol fell back lifting her foot to the Negress’ knicker line to monkey toss the woman across the ring in a highly spectacular cart wheeling toss. Sonya crashed to the canvas and sat up shaking her head as Carol rolled came to her knees and dived after her coming to her knees behind the woman and applying a vicious sleeper hold wrapping her arms about Sonya’s head and squeezing with all her strength. At ringside Denise was screeching, “It’s a choke break the hold you blonde bitch,” but Grace was content that it was a well applied sleeper as Sonya’s efforts to escape became more and more feeble as Carol controlled her.
Grace grabbed Sonya’s right arm and lifted it from her side and let it go and the limb flopped lifeless to the mat as Carol retained the hold easing Sonya to the mat as Grace repeated the move again with the same result and then a third as the arm flopped again to the mat the referee declared, “It’s over the winning submission to Smith she wins two one!” Carol released Sonya who rolled to the canvas out cold as Denise rolled into the ring to look after her charge as Ms Smith struggled to her feet sucking in air a line of blood on her face her head wound had been reopened by the head butt but she was smiling she had won and was now the number one contender for the Warrior Belt. Lifting her arms in triumph she turned towards her corner husband Alan snapping away with his digital camera the woman was now the proud owner of a 14 win 7 loss record and the look on her face of triumph was well worth recording as the beaten Negress was rolled to a stretcher to be carried away from the ring to recover in the locker room.

Grace took a microphone and clambered onto the ropes in the corner of the ring her imposing 5’9” frame a curvy 36C-27-38 at 126lbs in the sexy black basque and fishnet stockings with knee high patent leather boots certainly caught the attention as she said into the pa system. “So Smith you are the number one contender your shot comes now one fall winner takes all all-in wrestle get ready to ring the bell,” the crowd roared their approval as Carol her 5’5” 120lb 36C-26-36 inch figure coated in sweat and dust from the recent battle looked on gaping her red costume high on the hip deep in the back clinging to her body bearing the scars of battle as Ms Wade dropped to the ring tossing the microphone to the announcer. Grace spotted Beaker at ringside and called him forward to referee the title bout before squaring up to Ms Smith, “Well bitch you ready to lose!” Carol met her gaze and snapped, “You cheating whore this is how you want it well bring it on bitch if this is the only way I get to fight you so be it you’ve been running away for too long!”

Grace smiled and said calmly, “Oh this is it and now you get to suffer you cheap whore!” Beaker barely got between them to take some degree of control, “Right ladies wait for the bell one fall for the Warrior Belt all in five second count for a fall, a submission or a fifteen count knockout to decide it agreed?” Carol eyes flaring snapped, “Yes!” before turning back to her corner while Grace met the referee’s eyes, “So you want it rough do you well you know I’m the woman for that and afterwards I’ll show you how rough!” a meaning full look followed as he replied, “It’s a title belt so let’s give it some meaning and find the real champion!” Her glare was vicious and she said quietly, “Good then you suffer later!” a promise he knew she would keep as she stormed back to her corner ready to do battle for the belt she now held aloft to parade for the cheering crowd ready for some more brutal female fight action.

Across the ring Alan was busy wiping Carol’s face, “This is it your chance I know the bitch is trying to pull a fast one but you can take her at least there is a neutral referee.” “I hope so although they have a history keep an eye out,” she replied turning to eyeball the champion as the time keeper called, “Seconds out bring it on fights on!” and the bell rang out to start the match and the bruised Ms Smith circled quickly as the lingerie clad Ms Wade stepped purposefully forward as the referee kept a discreet distance circling the women as they closed in mid ring locking hands a strength test to open the contest straining their bodies in a direct challenge to start the battle eyes locked together arms straining then their bodies met breast to breast trying to force each other back. Grace started to force her brunette challenger back, “Is that all you’ve got bitch,” she spat as she started to overpower Carol, although it probably had more to do with the fact that Ms Smith had already had one hell of a fight moments earlier that had given her this opportunity and she had been desperate to meet Ms Wade despite the circumstances.
Grace started to force Carol back and suddenly the Yorkshire woman dropped to her knees as she buckled under the pressure and she ended up kneeling before the champion her hands twisted in Grace’s grip. The blonde gloated, “Down where you belong bitch kneeling before me, get used to the view honey because soon enough I’m going to make you eat me out in submission!” Knowing Grace that was no idle threat but Carol was up for the challenge and being forced to look at Grace’s groin inches from her face in those lacy black briefs when she used her forehead to stunning effect butting the woman across the knicker line. Grace was caught completely by surprise expecting to totally dominate the tired wrestler she folded over Carol’s shoulder as the Yorkshire woman rose from the mat lifting her off her feet before spinning around to dump the blonde heavily on the canvas on her back.

Carol sucked in air before stomping hard on Grace’s guts to sit her up then using the woman’s hair she started to drag her to her feet but Ms Wade was no push over and her fist slammed into Carol’s sex as she rose from the floor shaking the brunette to the core. A forearm lifted across the woman’s bowed head sent Carol tottering back into the ropes where Grace’s leather boots met her face and chest as the blonde followed up with a perfect drop kick that sent Carol tumbling over the top rope to crash to the carpet around the ring in an untidy heap. Beaker stepped forward to start a count but Grace pushed him aside, “Wait for it big man you’re time will come I’ve not finished with her yet!” and she dropped to the canvas to roll under the ropes to the arena floor to set about Ms Smith again. Carol was struggling to get up her senses obviously spinning as Grace arrived to grab her hair and introduce her head into the apron with some force again opening the head wound on the wounded woman.

Carol collapsed back to sit on the carpet as Grace stepped around her to deliver a wicked kick full in the face of the helpless woman sending her crashing to her back before she reached down to drag the bloodied woman up by her costume and hair. The swimsuit ripped at the front revealing Carol’s delightful 36Cs as she rolled to her back in the ring having been shoved back into the squared circle by the rampant Ms Wade. Grace quickly followed and moving to the woman viciously dug her hands into the recently revealed soft flesh twisting and lifting brutally pulling Carol up be her tits. Ms Smith screeched in pain as Grace brutally pulled her upright before adding to the woman’s woe with a nasty knee to the groin that folded the challenger but for the tit grip almost certainly to the floor until Grace released her hold on the left one to clench her right fist before she hammered a couple of blows into Carol’s belly to drop her to her knees before a thigh across the face sent the woman sprawling to the mat.

Grace appeared to be in total control as Carol sprawled face down on the mat with the blonde strutting around her arms aloft gloating, “She’s got nothing, come on bitch get up and fight,” she challenged. Carol started to push up to her hands and knees but Grace did not let her get up instead she stepped forward to viciously kick Carol in the stomach throwing her to her back in mid ring. Ms Wade did not stop to watch instead she launched a leg drop achieving impressive elevation before her thigh crashed across Carol’s chest crushing her already marked breasts brutally. Carol gasped as Grace landed on her before the blonde rolled to her feet dragging the brunette up by the hair hoisting her off her feet before slamming her back to the mat in mid ring before delivering another wicked leg drop. Grace rolled to her feet leaving a very dishevelled looking Carol writhing on the mat moaning in pain cupping her throbbing breasts. Beaker stepped forward and started a count over the stricken woman as Grace continued to gloat about her superiority as the crowd bayed for blood with Carol clearly in big trouble on the mat as the count reached five.
At six she started to stir rolling over and with sheer will power she started to push herself up she was getting badly beaten up here but there was no way that she intended to simply capitulate to the brutal blonde. She made it to her feet at twelve only to collect a solid shoulder block from the blonde that sent her flying into the ropes, Carol caught the top cord to save herself being thrown back into the waiting arms of the blonde and she then used the ropes to accelerate at her point of choosing to throw her body into the advancing Grace knocking the blonde to the floor as she collapsed on top of the champion. Grace viciously clamped her hands on to Carol’s breasts and tried to crush the cups into unrecognisable mess while Carol ripped at the black basque still covering grace’s body. The pain in her breasts though caused her to rear back and pull herself away to break away from the pain in the process the flimsy underwear tore free and she fell back ripping the basque off the champion and tearing the suspenders free as well leaving Grace in her knickers, stockings and boots.

Grace was no prude and simply scrambled to her feet as Carol tried to rise to meet her, the blonde’s big 36Cs bouncing invitingly as she stepped forward to plant a forearm across Carol’s slightly smaller but equally glorious pair. Carol tottered back collecting a punch in the left breast in the process and then a knee to the mid section as Grace bullied her into the corner. The blonde clambered onto the ropes pinning the woman with her body against the corner padding while using her left hand to pull her head back by the hair while clenching her right fist to pound on Carol’s head. Ms Smith needed to escape quickly or she was going to be punched into oblivion by the near naked blonde champion and so she forced herself upright clamping her arms around Grace’s behind to lift her off the ropes and with a huge effort she advanced from the corner to dive forward lifting and then driving Grace into the canvas landing heavily on top of the blonde as the pair crashed to the mat.

Grace whooshed out all the air in her system under the pressure of the landing as Carol rolled off her and over to the ropes to pull herself up by the cords her face a mask of blood streaks from the vicious beating but she was still in the match. Carol pushed forward to grab the blonde’s hair and drag her up ensuring her resistance was weakened by a sharp kick to the crotch as she pulled her up not once but twice as she pulled her up to her feet. Forcing Grace’s head down she used her remaining strength to lift the woman inverted and then sit down a brutal pile driver that sent Grace sprawling stunned before the bloodied brunette collapsed across the blonde and Beaker delivered the most important count of Carol’s career. “The winner Carol Smith,” he announced as he helped the woman to her feet grabbing the title belt to present it to the new champion as Alan joined his wife as she collapsed into his arms totally exhausted.

Grace was stirring as Beaker went to her to break the news of her stunning loss and she went apoplectic kicking out violently and he had to restrain her back to the locker area as Ms Smith was led away finally the champion despite Ms Wade’s best efforts. Grace set about Beaker in the locker area demanding a rematch but for now Ms Smith was the champion with a number of offers of challenges already coming in from Denise Frost and Sonya Phillips as well as no doubt Ms Wade wanting to get even as well but after her heroic efforts Carol was the champion. It had taken quite a battle but Ms Smith now held the belt and with it the recognition she truly deserved propelling herself up the rankings and into a true contender for the ultimate title as the top fighting female on the circuit a challenge she was ready to face along with any other competition set before her with her claim was well and truly justified.

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