New Blood

The Ultimate Decider

Penny Bridges v Lynne Leyton

Part 3

Penny Bridges the Ultimate Champion from Consort’s team was facing Lynne Leyton from Beaker’s stable in a best of five falls all in match with a one hour time limit a real test of endurance to decide the New Blood contest between the two female fighting stables. There was an added twist Penny’s Ultimate Championship was on the line. Lynne wearing a white lacy thong had started well but Penny in a black thong had slowly taken control and worn the blonde down working over her lower back until she took the first fall with a brutal back bending camel clutch. The Ultimate Champion had the first fall and had left her opponent writhing on the mat in agony her lower back throbbing in pain as Beaker scrambled to her aid and the crowd baying for more. There had been six fights already during the evening and so the crowd were really into the female fight night and wanted more so were really encouraging Lynne to get up and back into the ring to face the woman.

The blonde had a growing army of supporters her no nonsense style had won her a range of new fans and she had risen up the rankings quite spectacularly although she had not faced many of the really top fighters. This was different and she knew it Ms Bridges had been on the circuit a few years longer and had beaten the best some of her fights were on the all time top ten list with huge on line and film sales, fights Lynne had watched some repeatedly as she prepared for fights herself and so she knew what she needed to do. Beaker’s support was invaluable and she was determined to keep him for herself and be his number one in every sense so his touch and caress in the interval were important and the pair plotted revenge. Opposite Penny was clearly confident and unlike her opponent not really concentrating on Consort’s words in the break she was her own woman and of course the après fight attention of the man was important he after all was her promoter it was she doing the work her passion for success had already seen her win two official fights on the night and two unofficial encounters as well as she subjected two team mates to thrashings for letting the side down in the locker area.

Now she was more attentive to the crowd men clearly desired her some women were in that camp most feared her, in her mind, she was the Champion rampant on the night and those other fighting femmes were watching her cowering at the thought of her power and ability sure they would make challenges but there was no one she feared. “Stay focused,” urged Consort, “she’ll come out fired up he’s probably the best at getting his fighters back into matches.” Penny said nothing she was trading flirty looks with two men in the front row in between savage stares with the women they were with this was her night and she knew it and Consort might as well of been making a sales pitch for a telephone sales team the effect it was having on the female fighter. Irene Scott the referee nodded towards Carol Smith the time keeper, “Is it time fatso?” Carol’s eyes flared she was one of those in line for a title shot and Ms Scott felt she was as well the pair had been verbally sparring all night, “It is bitch face and when they are done we can settle who challenges the winner!”
“Seconds out second session!” called the referee with a smirk mission accomplished beating Smith would mean she would launch herself to the top of the rankings, that was for another occasion though as she turned her attention to the fighters the black knickered confident Penny and the white thong wearing Lynne as they advanced to mid ring. The slightly taller and heavier Ms bridges taunted, “Come on blondie I haven’t got all night!” as she beckoned Lynne towards her. Ms Leyton ignored the jibe she had a plan and she was going to use it and as the bigger brunette lunged at her she neatly side stepped and snapped a quick kick at the bare midriff of the bigger woman. Penny lost some of her oxygen supply as the blonde’s bare foot thwacked across her navel and she rocked on her heels before turning and stepping back a pace or two to reposition for another attack. Lynne though was quick and stunned the woman and the crowd with a brilliant standing drop kick launching her feet at the champion.

Left foot met face while the right hit the abundant breast flesh of the bigger brunette and Penny was thrown backwards to crash to the canvas heavily as the blonde bounced quickly to her feet to follow up. The leg drop was equally impressive as Ms Leyton landed her thigh with precision across the big breasts of her opponent and again moved quickly to get up to one knee over the wailing woman and land a vicious chop to penny’s throat. Gagging the brunette was hauled upwards by the hair into a brutal thigh to the body; there was a terrific slap as the limb met breasts and body of Ms Bridges sending her sprawling back to the canvas. Lynne had caught the champion cold and continued her assault grabbing the woman’s ankles to part her thighs and deliver a wicked stomp arrowing her heal at the only piece of clothing the woman wore her black briefs the small triangle “protecting” her sex. Penny screeched as the blow landed and twisted exactly as Lynne intended as the blonde used the motion to dump the woman face down on the floor.

Stepping across the champion’s back she swiftly bent the brunette’s legs back and applied her own back weakening Boston Crab drawing an agonised wail from the woman as she sat back. Irene stepped close and was a s surprised as anyone else as Penny loudly screeched a submission within seconds of the hold being applied, the surrender coming so quickly that Lynne dropped the legs immediately barely believing she had equalised the contest. Consort was immediately on the apron perplexed had his woman seriously hurt her back was the challenge over as Irene moved close to the fighting femmes with Lynne looking shocked and then delighted as she stepped off the woman. Penny though was up quickly snarling, “Lucky bitch but now you’re mine!” as she went straight to her corner leaving Lynne cursing as she went to her stool, “Damn it she tricked me!” she said as she took the offered water bottle from Beaker, “I could of done more damage!” “You took her apart though stay focused and you can beat her,” said Beaker encouragingly as his hand brushed her breast and she smiled, “For you, lover,” and she kissed him it was after all scores even again.

Opposite Penny warned, “Say nothing I know win the fight you’re in not the one to come!” pinching his words, “She got me no way was she going to do damage like I did now I’m going to snap her in half!” she promised before turning to face him and adding, “Then I’ll have proved myself to be the best and all those watching bitches and get a line to try to beat me!” He smiled no motivation needed and the promise of some lucrative encounters as the brunette intended laying to waste lots of female fighting talent by maintaining her status he already knew Lindy and Sara wanted a title shot and were up there as challengers along with the likes of Carol Smith and Irene Scott it was going to be a busy period for the promoter as his girls were dominating the rankings and all eager to increase their own status.
Opposite Lynne was focused on taking that opportunity away she had out wrestled the champion in taking the equalising score using the advantage of speed and brutality that were her hallmark and she was ready to resume as Irene and Carol again traded insults before the bell rang out for the third session. Again the fighters closed quickly but Penny was more focused less cocky as she watched the blonde no words were exchanged but it was clear each knew this was the crucial session. Lynne again tried a dart and dash attack but Penny twisted and blocked the attempted kick with her own leg and she caught the blonde’s right wrist and immediately twisted the trapped limb. Lynne had to go with the movement but used her left forearm to break free as she slammed it across the brunette’s breasts leaving the pair squared off in mid ring.

Penny though immediately hit back her own forearm smash powerfully crashed into the blonde flattening her breasts into her chests and driving her back three paces as Penny stalked after her. On pure power in this mood there was nothing more awesome than Ms Bridges and she gave the blonde another breast bruising blow as she drove the challenger into the ropes with another forearm blow. Lynne’s hands started to stray towards her throbbing tits but the brunette grabbed her wrists and pulled the woman’s arms wide dragging her into an unusual breast to breast slam the heavier chested larger breasted brunette won that encounter convincingly as her big boobs thumped into Lynne’s already aching orbs; bested in the breasts Lynne rocked back pain etched on her face, “That’s why they are calling me the “best breast bruiser” blondie but don’t worry I can hurt you elsewhere as well!” warned the brunette.

She made good that proclamation by driving her knee between the woman’s thighs to slam her sex and part fold the blonde forward but still controlling the woman’s wrists meant Lynne could not go to the canvas or cover her crotch as nauseating pain radiated through her body. Pain that was suddenly increased as Penny demonstrated her own wrestling ability by lifting her foot to the woman’s crotch and falling backwards to monkey toss the blonde spectacularly across the arena thrusting with her foot against the wounded womanhood to lift and launch Ms Leyton through the air. Penny was already rolling to her feet as the blonde crashed to the canvas heavily on her back behind her and dangerously lay spread-eagled slightly winded by the fall. That danger cemented when Penny delivered her own thigh drop equally focused on a breast based landing as she crashed across the soft cups of the flattened female.

Lynne wailed as her aching breasts took another heavy hit and she had barely finished that call when she squealed again as Penny rolled to one knee before driving her fist to the woman’s fanny grinding her knuckles into the blow not once but twice before the blonde could roll to her side and try to protect her pubic region from assault. Ms Bridges was on a roll and she continued to control matters as she dragged the wounded blonde up by the hair and heaving the woman of her feet powerfully slammed her to the mat with a body slam. Lynne landed heavily losing a lot of air but she had no chance of recovery as Penny drove her heel down barely above the woman’s briefs sitting the blonde up in reflex before she dragged her up again by the hair before repeating the slam if anything even more powerfully than before driving the blonde into the rosin with relish. Another stomp had a clearly stunned and groggy blonde sitting up again and easily hauled to her feet this time though Penny wrapped her arms around the woman and applied a brutal bear hug lifting the woman off her feet as she crushed her, “Brown may have been the first breast bruiser bitch but I’m the best!” she gave the blonde a shake as she continued to crush her completely controlling the blonde.
Unlike Penny’s early swift capitulation when she was trapped in a weakening submission hold Lynne appeared to be still fighting the hold but that resistance was crushed brutally as Ms Bridges suddenly dropped to one knee planting the blonde’s crotch on the other knee. “Give up bitch or I’ll kill you completely down there,” hissed Penny as she lifted the woman still held in the Bear Hug. Irene stepped forward as Lynne wailed her submission and ordered the brunette, “Put her down, your score you lead 2-1 Bridges you brutal bitch.” Penny glared at her before repeating the Atomic Drop to nail the blonde in the knickers again as she dumped Ms Leyton to the mat. Penny squared up to the referee, “Watch the mouth the Scottish slut!” “Or what?” challenged the referee, “I’ll wreck your sex life as well!” “Anytime you whore,” snarled the referee before she turned away content she had laid a challenge to the champion as the two seconds entered the ring to work with their fighters, one a repair task the other as a peace keeper.

“Stay calm,” urged Consort, “stay focused on this match you destroyed the blonde finish her off worry about the Scot another time there are better challenges out there Sara or Lindy even Carol Smith is above her in the rankings.” “What? Why are you thinking about those sluts Wilde and McGuire I’m the champion I’ll decide if you don’t start acting like I’m your number one you’ll be alone later!” and with an edge to the atmosphere they went to their corner although Penny was leading 2-1. Opposite Beaker had lifted Lynne back to her stool and she was responding to his touch and was determined to continue despite the clear pain in her back from the devastating hold of the champion. He and soon the crowd admired her determination as she responded to the call for the fourth session after another barbed exchange between Irene and Carol that promised a feisty encounter in the near future as the final fight continued.

Unfortunately it did not last long Lynne had been slowed down by the pummelling from the previous round and as she tried to slam a forearm into Penny’s ample chest the champion flashed a kick between the blonde’s legs. Lynne collapsed forward into the waiting arms of the big brunette who twisted and slammed the blonde to her back on the mat following her down to crush her into the canvas. Penny heaved Lynne from the mat and again struck the blonde between the legs with a brutal knee lift folding the blonde in half and allowing the champion to lift her inverted into a sense shifting pile driver that left the blonde spread eagled on the canvas and out for the count. Penny climbed slowly to her feet and posed one foot firmly pressed between the blonde’s breasts she was still the Ultimate Champion as Irene counted Ms Leyton out.

Simple as that the entertaining New blood contest was over Consort team had triumphed 4-3 but the reaction of the crowd was ecstatic it had been a fabulous night with both promotions making a fair penny from the evening so Beaker was not too distressed to settle the friendly bet as the two promoters shook hands on a great event. Penny was lauding it in the bar accepting congratulations and free drinks from a variety of potential suitors but Consort was soon at her side and listening as she suggested the strategy for her next title defence. An elimination contest Lindy v Sara and Carol v Irene with the winners meeting to determine the next challenger for the Ultimate Championship although Lynne had demanded a return match as she left with Beaker and Grace Wade had thrown her name in to the mix as she sneered a challenge at Ms Bridges before she left dragging a young man less than half her age from the bar. Consort and Penny left much later for quite a night of celebration as he agreed that she was his number one, for now!
THE END