Celebrity Wrestling

Night 5, Match 4

By coach26

Kim Smith strode confidently into her dressing room, satisfied with her performance in the ring. She had easily manhandled Kelly Carlson and took particular pleasure in her foe's obvious admiration of her sultry look. Kelly, in fact, was beaten before the match even started. This created a bit of concern for Kim, though, because she still couldn't Jessica Alba out of her mind. She had never made a sexual advance towards another woman and been turned down. It was a new experience, and one she didn't much appreciate. She decided it was worth another effort. She removed her bikini top and grabbed a white button-up shirt. She buttoned it, making sure to leave the last four buttons undone, exposing enough of her exquisite chest to excite but covering her breasts well enough to make some one want more. She checked herself out in the mirror as she removed her boots. She figured she looked way too good to turn down with the shirt barely covering the string bikini bottoms, giving the illusion of nakedness. After admiring herself for a couple of minutes, she headed out.

As she approached Alba's dressing room, a trainer opened the door and left. She noticed him leering at her as they passed. She reached the door and opened it without a knock. There, on the trainer's table, was the amazing body she was wanting to seduce. It looked to her as though the trainer had massaged the object of her desire to sleep. She scanned the half-naked form up and down, checking out the sexy curvature in the back and legs and wanting desperately to get those blue sweat-shorts off and bring her an ecstasy that she had never felt. She reached down and started rubbing the shoulders, causing a slow stir.

Jessica, thinking the trainer had returned, instructed, “Just work out the stiffness on my left side. That's where most of the pain has been after my match last night.”

Kim realizes that Jessica doesn't know exactly what's going on. What she didn't pick up, though, was that the voice was Jessica Biel's, not Alba's. Jessica has been looking away from Kim the whole time and neither are aware of the situation they're in. Kim decides to respond to Jessica's instruction by moving her hands seductively down her back, caressing the small of the back and inching towards her shorts. As she casually slides her hands under the waistband, Jessica realizes that this is not a therapeutic massage.

“Hey,” she says as she turns to face her masseuse. “What are…?” Her question tails off as she realizes that Kim Smith is standing over her and not the trainer.

“You don't like?” Kim asks as she turns to meet Jessica's gaze. “Wait, you're not Jessica.”

Biel quickly sits up, covering her breasts with her left arm. “Yes I am. I'm guessing that I'm not the Jessica you're looking for, though. What do you think you're doing?”

“Oh, I guess you're partner didn't tell you about our encounter earlier? She's kind of got a thing for me, if you know what I mean.”

“I know exactly what you mean, but she did tell me what happened, and apparently you have a hard time taking ‘no' for an answer.”

Biel's cockiness catches Kim off-guard. She didn't realize how quick-witted and confident this woman is. She also never realized how incredibly beautiful she is. She knows she's caught, though, and that Jessica is right. She doesn't take rejection well. What she hadn't expected, though, was how turned on she'd be by this Jessica. “Well, I have to admit, I don't hear ‘no' from very many people. Especially not women. I just want to know, though, how is it that you and Alba haven't hooked up? I mean, obviously, I think she has an amazing body, or I wouldn't be here. I never noticed how hot you are, though. I don't know how you two keep your hands off each other.” As she manipulates the conversation, she reaches for Jessica's hair, running her fingers through it with loving strokes. “I don't think I could be in a room with either of you without getting really turned on.”

Jessica's reaction to the fingers stroking her hair is slow. She's enchanted by the incredible woman standing before her. For once, her wit fails her. She can't find the will to tell Kim to stop. She looks into Kim's deep blue eyes and her body starts to relax. Kim notices the lack of objection and closes the gap between the two. She gently moves her left hand behind Jessica and pulls her close, continuing to look down into her face. She maintains Jessica's gaze as she lowers her mouth closer to Biel's. Instead of kissing her, Kim massages Jessica's top lip with her tongue. Jessica opens her mouth, expecting a passionate kiss, but Kim continues the tease, turning her on even more. Biel wraps her arms around Kim's waist, reaching her hands under the shirt and grasping her tight, curvaceous ass. Kim responds by delivering the passionate kiss that Jessica had been expecting. As they kiss, she lays Jessica back onto the table, climbing on top of her as they recline. Once horizontal, Kim eases herself down, playfully licking and kissing Biel's beautiful breasts. Jessica's hands ride up on Kim's back as she slides, lifting the shirt as they go.

After a little bit of teasing with Jessica's breasts, Kim sits up, staring down at her. She starts to unbutton her shirt and Jessica interrupts, taking charge of that task. After the shirt is unbuttoned, Jessica reaches for Kim's perfect tits, massaging them and rubbing the pert nipples with her thumb and forefinger. Her shirt falls off as the massaging of Kim's breasts continues to excite her. She reaches her right hand down and begins rubbing her own clitoris as Jessica continues. As she approaches orgasm, Jessica stops, suddenly. She sits up, putting the two voluptuous beauties face-to face.

“We can't do this, Kim. Look, I'm not saying this isn't working for me. In fact, WOW. I'm just saying that in about 12 hours, we're gonna be in the ring fighting each other. I owe it to Jess to stay focused on that. You have to go.”

“You don't think I'm going to accept being turned down twice in one night, do you?” Kim replies. She pulls Jessica close to her with her left arm as she caresses her cheek with the fingers of her right hand. “Look, this has nothing to do with the match tomorrow. I don't even want to wrestle tomorrow any more. Brooke doesn't have any respect for me and our little alliance is done after the match. I don't even intend to get in the ring. She wants you? As far as I'm concerned, she'll have to take you herself. She's hot and all, but we're over.” She punctuates her remarks with a kiss to Jessica's forehead. Her fingers wander away from Biel's face and work southward, stroking her breasts, which remain at attention.

With Kim still sitting on her legs, Jessica has little recourse in regards to separating herself from the sexual advances. Her new-found will starts to erode as she struggles to find the words to counter Kim's effective argument. She starts to bite her lip, then replies, “No, no, no. Come on, Kim. Please. We really can't. I mean, God please stop that.” She grabs Kim's right hand in her left. “You've made your point. I can't keep resisting this. I don't even want to.” She kisses Kim's hand. “The tournament tomorrow is about more than just our match with you, though. I owe it to Jessica to be ready. When it's over, maybe we can all sit down and discuss this. Until then, though, please don't make me keep asking.”

Kim responds with a deep, passionate kiss. As she draws away, she sees Jessica's closed eyes and recognizes the relaxed posture. She knows she's totally crushed her will to resist. She slowly withdraws from the table, holding Jessica's hand in hers as she gets to her feet. Biel's eyes finally open and she watches Kim reach for her shirt. Smith then helps Jessica off the table, noting that she still hasn't recovered any will to resist. Kim doesn't allow much room for Jessica to stand between her and the table, creating a situation where their bodies press together. She feels Jessica's body experience a weak shudder as they do. Once Biel is standing, Kim wraps her arms around her in an intimate embrace.

“I'm going to go ahead and leave. Ordinarily, I wouldn't, and I know you won't make me. But I also know that Alba is important to you. I guess she's important to me, too, in a way. I'm going to respect your wishes and trust that we'll get this worked out soon. Until then…” Kim kisses Jessica one more time, a soft kiss good-bye. She ducks out of the room and puts her shirt back on as she heads back to her dressing room.

In the ring, the first of two big matches to close the night is ready to get underway. Two thirty-point wrestlers are about to lock up in their third match each. With Jessica Alba having set the bar high, continuing her winning streak, neither wrestler can afford to suffer a loss here. Kelly Monaco dances on the balls of her feet in her corner. Her incredibly fit, 5'3 frame is covered in a dark blue one-piece splashed with yellow flowers. Her eyes are fixed on her opponent, Victoria Silvestedt, who has two dominating victories under her belt. Victoria rests herself in her corner looking very confident in her black thong bikini. She sees her fiery opponent eyeing her and senses a bit of awe coming from her. After all, she's 8 inches taller than Kelly and, though Monaco is in excellent condition, she has a decided strength advantage.

The ref signals the start of the match and Victoria starts after her foe, using long strides to close the distance. As she approaches, Kelly leaps and lands a tremendous flying drop-kick, catching Victoria in the chest and dropping her to the mat on her back. Surprised, Victoria rolls, attempting to get back to her feet. Kelly is much quicker, though, and lands a hard kick to the ribs. Victoria flops over to her back again and watches as Kelly lands a powerful stomp to her belly. As she covers her stomach, Kelly stomps down again, this time landing directly on Victoria's massive right breast, forcing a loud grunt. It continues on this way for a good eight stomps, Kelly choosing an uncovered spot each time, alternating between breasts and belly.

After the stomp assault, Kelly grabs a hold of Victoria's right ankle (which was in the air as she had drawn her knees in to help guard her stomach). She begins to drive her booted foot into the side of the knee, staying on the offensive. As she continues to kick the knee, she shifts around continuing to hold the ankle but changing the point of attack from the outside of the knee to the inside. Victoria's stomach is hurting too much for her to lean forward far enough to protect her knee and the pain is starting to radiate through her whole body. Kelly leaps into the air, landing right on the knee again and bending inward, keeping the pain up. She stands again, still keeping the ankle in hand and grabs for the left as well. She gets Victoria's legs into a V and delivers a vicious stomp to the groin. Victoria howls in pain as Kelly repeats the move. Her assault has been relentless and she looks like she intends to keep her larger opponent down. After a third crotch stomp, Kelly wraps Victoria knee up and locks on a figure-four leg lock. Victoria's already wounded knee can't handle the hold's pressure and she submits quickly. Kelly maintains the hold though, forcing the ref to count her off.

When she releases the hold, Kelly gets back to her feet. The crowd roars its appreciation of her dominance. She knows she needs to continue to work Victoria, keeping her down. As the ref signals the restart, Victoria has gotten to a seated position. She tries to get up, but Kelly approaches from behind stomps her head. Victoria is stunned and offers little resistance as Kelly drops behind her and applies a vice-like sleeper hold, cutting the blood-flow to the brain. Victoria realizes the trouble she's in and quickly submits again, knowing all to well that Kelly won't release her until the ref makes her. He eventually does, but Victoria can feel that her strength has been drained some. She knows she has to mount an offensive soon or Kelly will tear her apart.

At the restart, Victoria has made it to her feet, but she's still a little wobbly. Kelly presses her advantage, charging Victoria. She climbs on to Victoria's shoulders with little difficulty and flips forward, slamming her back to the mat. Her legs still have Victoria's head trapped between them as they hit the mat and Kelly wraps them up, putting her in a figure-four headlock. Victoria realizes they're close to the ropes and puts her foot on the bottom rope. The ref instructs Kelly to break the hold and has to issue a five-count as she refuses. Instead of breaking the hold at four, she drags Victoria away from the ropes. The ref instructs her that the hold needs to be broken and restarts the count. She releases at 4, giving a very groggy Victoria a short reprieve, then reapplies the hold. Her adrenaline is really flowing now and she is literally squeezing the life from her formidable foe. Victoria again submits, having to suffer the hold until Kelly is forced to break. The crowd is at a fever pitch with the destructive blonde being tamed the way she is. Victoria is almost completely out, now, as the move to the ropes backfired terribly.

At the restart, Kelly latches on to Victoria's beautiful blonde hair and jerks her off the mat. As she gets to her knees, Victoria launches a punch to Kelly's unprotected belly. Kelly responds with a fist to her forehead, feeling little-to-no effect from the punch. She continues to try and get Victoria to her feet and the buxom blonde again fires a punch to the mid-section. Kelly loads up for another punch to Victoria's head, but her response is interrupted as Victoria jabs her thumb into Monaco's crotch. Her eyes close and Kelly starts to stumble back, but Victoria catches her one more time in the same area. Kelly drops to her knees, both hands covering her wounded womanhood. The two combatants are facing each other, both on their knees. Victoria, sensing an opening, grabs Kelly by the hair with both hands and pulls her head down, forcing her face into her large tits and suffocating her. Kelly starts to flail wildly as the ref starts a count. At four, Victoria relents, but wraps her hands around Kelly's throat in an obvious choke. Again, the ref forces a release, but the strangulation is clearly having an effect on Kelly.

Victoria gets to her feet and stumbles back into a corner as Kelly tries to recover from the choking. The blonde shakes her head, trying to clear the cobwebs as the brunette finally starts to get to her feet, too. Victoria still looks worse off as she doesn't appear to have the strength to get herself out of the corner. Kelly steps toward her and as she approaches, Victoria slips to the side and grabs her head, driving it into the buckling. She repeatedly slams the raven-haired beauty's head, breaking when she needs to stop the ref's count, but brutally continuing the punishment. After her third break, the anger building inside her starts to really speed her recovery from the early abuses she took. Kelly is slumped face-first in the corner, barely able to stand and clearly unaware of the danger she's in. Victoria places her foe's arms over the top ropes and starts lifting her knee to the rib/kidney area on Kelly's right side. Instantly, Kelly's ribs remind her of the abuse she took in the same area just 4 short days ago. Not having had time to recover fully, the pain level jumps remarkably.

The ref forces a break again, trying to get the enraged blonde to get the action out of the corner. Feeling more like herself, now, Victoria obliges, dragging her battered opponent out of the corner by her hair. As Kelly follows her rival to the center of the ring, she wildly flails her arms, trying to land a punch. Victoria smiles at this as she turns and lifts Kelly's beautiful body in the air. She drops her forcefully over an outstretched knee, executing a painful back breaker and bringing a roaring approval from the crowd. She grabs Kelly's throat with her left hand and her crotch with the right and wickedly bends her, further damaging her back. Kelly tries to scream, but the choke prohibits it. She's trying to submit, but can't speak. Finally, she taps out. Victoria, though, continues to work the hold, bending her further and further as the ref counts her out of the hold. She drops Kelly's body to the mat just in time to avoid DQ.

At the restart, Kelly is trying to get to the corner only to get yanked by her hair right back to the center of the ring. She cannot muster the strength to slow her opponent as Victoria easily lifts her into a painful bear hug. Kelly feels the incredible power the blonde giant possesses. She taps another submission, understanding that she won't be released until the last possible second. She didn't expect that Victoria would power slam her to the mat, though, as a break from the hold. Her body aches and she realizes that her hopes of winning the match have faded.

Victoria hovers over her through the break and jerks her to her feet again as the match starts again. She lifts the broken brunette and slams her down in another terrible back-breaker, this time allowing her to bounce to the mat. The blonde juggernaut knows she has the match in hand and wants to make sure she teaches her tiny opponent a lesson. She gets her to her feet and lifts her again, showing her off to the crowd before completing a third devastating back breaker. Kelly hits the mat with a thud and once again finds herself being forced up again. This time, Victoria switches moves and lifts her into an over-the-shoulder back-breaker. Kelly can't even muster the strength to scream until Victoria jumps, wickedly folding her back even further. She submits again as Victoria repeats her jump. A third one brings her too close to the count-out and she drops her enemy to the mat like a sack of potatoes.

Victoria uses the break to pose for the crowd, realizing that her earlier trials are over and this match is hers to win now. She looks down at Kelly, who's sprawled out on the mat, spread-eagle. At the restart, she lifts Kelly's legs the same as had been done to her earlier. “Remember this?” she taunts as she stomps Kelly's crotch. Monaco's body convulses in pain as the move is repeated 3 more times. Then a 4 th . Victoria doesn't stop until ten, dropping Kelly's legs and laughing at her. She rolls her to her stomach and applies a camel clutch. As she torques back on Kelly, she covers her mouth and nose with her left hand and grabs a handful of tit-flesh in her right. Kelly tries to scream. She tries to submit. She panics at not being able to defend herself or signal a submission. The ref, having seen this before, tells her signal “thumbs-up” to quit and she does. She's tortured through a count of four before her release. She can hear the same crowd that was cheering her wildly before chanting, “Break her back. Break her back” She's horrified at the thought that Victoria might just do that.

At the restart, Victoria drags her up again. She taunts her a little, telling her that she's bored with beating her down and she's ready to end this. She lifts Kelly again, placing her in a torture rack across her shoulders. She uses her knee and chin to bend Kelly painfully back, drawing a fifth submission and releasing immediately this time. “Remember that I showed you a little mercy. I wouldn't doubt I'll have to wrestle you again, probably for the championship. I want you to know that I could have ended this tournament for you tonight if I really wanted. I respect the fight you put up, though. You're tough. I'm just tougher.”

With that, the restart was given and Victoria lifted her foe again. She realized the crowd deserved a little show, so she trapped Kelly's head between her sexy legs. As they cheered, she lifted Kelly, sitting her up on her shoulders, Victoria's head between her legs, facing her crotch. She held her there, allowing the crowd to soak up the enjoyment. Then, she delivered a ring-shaking power-bomb, bouncing Kelly's broken, little body on the mat. Kelly offered no resistance as Victoria pinned her for the three count, completing the 15-point win. Victoria left the ring after a brief dance for the crowd and headed to the back, starting to again feel the effects of Kelly's early assault. After about 5 minutes, Kelly was able to get out of the ring and stagger to the back as well.