Bohemian Bounce Back – By Beaker

Sherri Pinnear & Finni Graham v Lynne Leyton

The victory over Lynne Leyton by Sherri Pinnear had caused quite a stir the so called South African novice had transpired to be a national champion and in London to help her friend Finni Graham gain revenge over the blonde brawler. Ms Leyton having been dumped unconscious in the ring by the Afrikaans woman while her second had been similarly despatched by Finni both blondes battered and beaten while the victorious women had collected Beaker for a spectacular celebration. Lynne had gone apoplectic when she found out her insane jealousy leapt to the fore and she demanded revenge the morning after the fight she had been ambushed by another nemesis Jill Dorgan but had prevailed in a vicious catfight a battle that restored some confidence before she sought out her promoter and had a dynamic conversation!

Arriving at his flat a knee to the nuts as he opened the door let her dictate terms and soon she had him where she wanted him between her thighs and agreeing to all her demands for a rematch with the Bohemian bitch hat had started this saga. A couple of days later it was set and in the privacy of his flat the fight was on Lynne had spent the day there training with and bedding the man at her whim until she dressed for the fight her favoured knee high black patent leather boots and a black leather thong her chosen attire. A knock at the door was answered by the blonde, “Come in bitch it is time for you to pay again!” Lynne turned and walked back into the room leaving Finni to follow the virtually naked blonde turning briefly to ease the door closed before she threw off her coat and then step out of her long skirt and loose fitting top leaving her clad in a white basque briefs stockings and suspenders she kicked off her shoes.

Advancing quickly she slammed her forearm across the blondes shoulder blades driving her into the middle of the part cleared living room a kick to the back of the knee followed and Lynne crashed to her knees on the thick carpet. Grabbing the blonde by the hair Finni slammed her face first to the floor before jumping astride the flattened woman pinning her face first to the carpet. Glancing to Beaker sat to one side well away from the action the frizzy haired woman said, “Soon get to bed you again she’ll never learn!” as she took a twin handful of hair and slammed Lynne into the carpet half a dozen times leaving the blonde stunned and face down on the floor. Releasing the hair hold Finni bent the blonde into a back wrenching camel clutch dragging Lynne’s arms back over her thighs and pulled the groggy blonde’s head up by the hair before cupping a hand under her chin to wrench back on the woman’s neck.

Satisfied by the whimper from the blonde Finni used her right hand to add to the torment by reaching around the blonde’s body to cup then crush and twist Lynne’s right breast drawing a yelp of pain from the tortured woman. Kicking her feet in frustration the evening was going badly wrong for the blonde her eyes though started to focus properly and she saw Beaker watching intently clearly aroused by the action and that kicked through her he was excited by seeing her helpless with the bitch on top teasing him well that was about to change. She started to ease her knees forward getting a point of brace from her legs and she started to push purposefully upwards an action that made Finni release the breast maul and twist slightly allowing Lynne to free one arm and roll violently over throwing her rival off.
Finni crashed to the carpet with Lynne rolling the other way but the visitor was quickly up to her knees grabbing the blonde’s booted ankle and hauling her back into a sharp punch between the legs. Lynne wailed as her womanhood took a wallop and she rolled into a foetal position to protect her body as the white clad woman she was fighting retained her dominance climbing to her feet to kick the blonde in the side, “Get up bitch I’m not finished with you yet!” shrilled Finni clearly determined to pay the woman back for the beating she had received when they first met. Realising the woman was not doing as directed Finni reached down to bury her hands into the blonde’s hair again and she started to heave Lynne up by the twin handfuls of hair. As the blonde came up her left hand went to Finni’s right wrist and she locked a hand to ease the pressure on her scalp while she came to one knee to brace herself and she unleashed her right fist like a grenade between the woman’s thighs hammering her right in the deep centre of her lacy white knickers flush on the button of her sexual essence with huge crippling effect.

For a moment Finni hung there numbly her hands loosening their grip on the blonde’s hair her face contorting from glee to pain in an instant until Lynne hit her again in the self same spot. Another numbing crotch crippling shot emphasised by a twist of the fist on impact that sent the woman crashing to the carpet in an untidy heap hands free from the hair to paw protectively at her ruined womanhood. Lynne stayed on one knee over her rival for a moment before glancing at her man, “Now we find out who the real woman is! Get ready to help me torture this bitch she’s going to pay for that sneak attack!” He was unsure what that meant but she did not elaborate instead she reached for the lacy basque Finni was wearing and ripped it from the woman tearing off the suspenders a the same time before tossing the captured garment to the man, “Keep that for me,” she cooed blowing him a kiss before turning to drag the whimpering woman to her hands and knees by returning some of the vicious hair pulling of earlier.

“Get up bitch!” demanded Lynne pulling Finni’s head back before tugging again violently at the woman’s hair as she tried to rise to her feet, as she came to her feet the blonde kept her folded forward to allow her to pump her right knee repeatedly into the now free hanging breasts of the other woman, half a dozen times she slammed solid knee into soft breast before Finni collapsed to her knees her hands cupping her crushed chest. Lynne moved around in front of the kneeling woman to swing her booted foot with precision at the unprotected crotch toe poking Finni brutally in the box while keeping her up by the hold of her hair. Ms Graham was in trouble her hand dropped to cover her throbbing thatch leaving her breasts exposed to the brutal beating of the blonde and Lynne kneed her hard again finally sending her sprawling to her back her most feminine areas aching badly as she lay moaning on the floor.

Lynne stood and then seductively slipped off her leather thong before moving to sit astride the battered bohemian, “Now you will pleasure me before Beaker fucks you in this aching ruin!” she demanded before slapping Finni hard between the legs, “Yes I’m going to make him fuck you while it hurts!” as she hit the helpless woman again before moving to drop her body weight down hard on the bruised breasts. Finni looked terrified as Lynne slid forward, “After what you did you don’t deserve any mercy,” warned the blonde as tears stared to roll down the woman’s cheeks and Lynne shuffled forward to plant her own naked sex over Finni’s mouth and nose, “Now lick me loser!” she demanded her hands reaching back to pinch and twist the woman’s nipples as she started to relax into a complete victory over the woman as revenge for the attacks orchestrated by Ms Graham.
Beaker’s attention was drawn from the seductive sight of his blonde sitting astride the other woman’s face by the door slowly opening behind the couple on the carpet and the silent entrance of Sherri Pinnear. The dark haired South African wearing tight jeans and a white t-shirt closed the door and stepped into the room, “What do..” started Beaker, “Quiet,” interrupted Lynne clearly enjoying the effect of sitting on Finni’s face, “I think he meant me,” announced the Afrikaans Amazon stepping into Lynne’s field of vision. Lynne rose to meet the new challenge snarling, “BITCH!” with real venom and throwing her virtually naked body at the woman. Sherri amazingly caught the blonde in full flight and turned her to drop the blonde face down across her own knee an impressive bell buster then dumping the blonde on her back winded she rose briefly before dropping to drive her knee to the woman’s stomach again before stepping forward to help the tearful Finni to a seat.

The South African champion then turned back to the blonde who had rolled to her hands and knees sucking in air before trying to get to her feet; Sherri wearing white pumps lashed her right foot forward catching Lynne in the guts again and throwing her back to her back on the carpet. “Not yet,” said Sherri softly before delivering a leg drop across the bare upturned breasts of the blonde landing her denim clad thigh across the creamy curves with some force before simple shifting to straddle the almost naked blonde but Lynne was recovering desperate to regroup and she was able to roll Sherri off before the woman could pin her. That did not help much though as she found herself ensnared in a powerful scissor hold with Sherri’s legs wrapped around her body and quickly moved to crush her breasts again.

Lynne moaned as her mounds were pressed firmly as Sherri grabbed her hair and slam dunked her head off the floor; Lynne knew she had to shift quickly and she used her clenched fist to strike blows towards the other woman’s sex and although the blows were sharp they never quite caught Sherri in the sex but they were enough to force the hold to be released and the desperate blonde rolled clear sucking in air urgently. Sherri was up quickly though and at her blonde rival again dragging Lynne to her feet by the hair before running her face first into the wall slamming the blonde’s breasts deliberately into the plaster. Lynne sagged but was prevented from falling to the floor by the dark haired woman’s grip on her hair instead Sherri turned Lynne around pushing her back to the wall. Lynne’s reaction to the contact with the cold plaster was to arch her back thrusting her breasts forward her nipples stiffening.

Sherri hammered her forearm across the offered cups driving the blonde into the wall before hooking four solid punches low to the woman’s body between navel and the neat coiffure of Lynne’s love fur the exquisite trimming a real favourite with Beaker. Again Sherri stopped the blonde from collapsing by holding her up this time it was the left hand around the throat. “You need to stand up for yourself!” giggled Sherri kicking Lynne’s legs apart so that the blonde did indeed stand for herself before having set the woman up perfectly Sherri drove her knee with all the venom she could muster right between those recently parted thighs a blow that lifted the blonde from the floor and sent her crashing to the carpet on her knees her head folding forward to the floor as her hands covered her own throbbing sex as Sherri stepped back with a grin, “That’ll teach you bitch!” as the near naked blonde was left face in the carpet her crotch throbbing intensely after the damaging delivery of the knee. Sherri reached for blonde hair again and lifted the woman’s head, “Finished are we?” she asked before clouting the blonde hard across the face to send her sprawling to the floor again a vivid red mark on her upturned right cheek.
Turning back to the room the long haired woman went to her friend’s side clearly feeling much better after the humiliating face sitting, “What shall we do with her?” asked Sherri, “Make her watch us making love to her man?” Finni who was still nursing her own crotch hissed, “Only after I pay her back for making me lick her out!” Sherri smiled and stood again and stepping back to the still sprawled blonde she drove her heel down on the blonde’s belly sitting her up with a yelp before she dragged her up by the hair and like the blonde she held her stooping forward to deliver some breast torture with a couple of knee lifts that dropped Lynne to her hands and knees. Then she led her across the room on her hands and knees by tugging her hair until she was kneeling before Finni and then hauling up and back on the hair Sherri pulled the woman to her knees allowing Finni to slap her hated blonde opponent about the face left right left right left right like a staccato of rifles she lashed the blonde.

Lynne’s head was snapped from side to side by each blow until Finni was satisfied that she had the blonde’s full attention after the body numbing beating Sherri had given her, “Now stand the bitch up!” demanded Ms Graham as Beaker started to rise, she added, “Stay there she has this coming and you did not offer to help when I was helpless!” Sherri hauled Lynne up and hooked her arms back behind her giving Finni free range to assault the naked woman’s body which she did punching each breast and then the stomach of the blonde half a dozen times. As Lynne folded forward Sherri hauled her back upright until Finni stepped into the helpless woman to smash her sex to a pulp with her right knee hammered into the woman’s crotch with pure venom. Lynne’s eyes rolled upwards and she went limp passing out through the pain and Sherri let the woman crumple to the carpet pulling to make her fall to her back where she dropped the woman’s arms to the side and kicking her legs apart to leave her star like spread eagled on the carpet.

“Now we can have fun,” said Sherri sidling over to Beaker undoing her belt and jeans her intent clear as she stepped astride the man while Finni slipped off her knickers and settled herself astride the beaten blonde waiting for her to stir. Sherri was expertly arousing Beaker and drawing the ultimate revenge in front of the slowly stirring Ms Leyton satisfied that the blonde had seen her friend claiming the sexual scalp of her man Finni dropped her own crotch over the woman’s mouth and nose. “Now you satisfy me loser!” hissed Finni easing her own sex back to life after the earlier thrashing extracting humiliating revenge as the feelings of pleasure returned to her abused body she began to totally enjoy the experience of a woman tonguing her. Sherri rose from her position and then eased Finni to her feet and they swapped positions with the Afrikaans woman taunting Lynne, “Now you can taste your man in me!” as she slowly rubbed her sex over the woman’s face a torment only ended by another swap as Finni extracted her own final humiliation by doing exactly the same thing having enjoyed the ride astride Beaker.

The two women satisfied in every way gathered there things and left a sexually spent man and battered subdued woman in their wake as they left the scene of total triumph Lynne was out cold again having been face sat into oblivion by the sexual aggression of Finni and Sherri while Beaker lay spent from his activity until they were revived by the arrival of the other blonde Maggie Smith shocked at the scene and soon helping her friend. It was an evening of recrimination and suggestion that resulted in a challenge the two blondes wanted to fight the other women in an all in free for all with Beaker the only witness and referee in private no pranks just the four of them to settle their scores once and for all.
THE END