Ultimate Feuds Part 5 - Partner Pounding - Sarah Frasier v Pammi Khan

Beaker helped Pammi lift the still groggy Ms Stephens from the ring laying her on a settee set back from the ring before the Asian lovely clambered back into the ring having peeled off her clothes to stand naked bar a white lacy thong the implication clear this was a woman to woman challenge. Sarah Frasier stood waiting for her still wearing her black knickers and mini skirt at 5’5” 34D-28-36 and 132lbs she was a little heavy and a little shorter than Ms Khan who was 5’7” and 34D-26-34 at 122lbs they were the same age, 32 with equally dark hair. Sarah showed no sign of stripping further and beckoned the woman into the ring, “Come on then bitch let’s see if you’re just all mouth!” Pammi fired up after the brutal destruction of her partner needed no more invitation racing to the ring and clambering into the squared circle as Beaker was left looking after the stricken blonde watching intently as Ms Khan tore across the ring to attack the Scot.

Sarah stood her ground and as the woman charged at her she braced to absorb the tackle while lifting her right arm to slam and elbow down at the woman’s lowered head as they collided. A clenched left fist then hooked into the naked right breast of the dusky beauty as Sarah was shoved back to the ropes before Pammi’s knee thumped against a quickly twisting Sarah’s thigh, “Missed!” snapped the Scot before she slammed her forehead against her opponent’s head, a decent Glasgae Kiss as they say and Pammi rocked back one hand lifting to her face. Sarah then really stepped into a forearm smash thumping the woman across the breasts again and as Pammi rocked back on her heels the Scot scooped her off her feet and brutally power slammed her to the mat before delivering a leg drop planting her thigh across the woman’s throat leaving her gagging and coughing on the canvas as the Scot regained her feet.

“Thought you could fight?” sneered Sarah strutting around the woman before turning to call to Beaker, “Darling better wake that bitch up this one needs reinforcements!” before she turned to peel the dark skinned beauty up from the mat to heave her into the corner at pace a powerful posting. Stepping up to the woman Sarah grabbed her left wrist and repeated the posting heaving and then hurling Pammi across the ring into the opposite corner if anything with more power than the first posting. The woman tottered away from the corner hands reaching for her lower back until she was spectacularly floored by a flying drop kick from the Scot that slammed Pammi to her back on the mat close to the corner closest to the couple outside the ring. Sarah lifted Pammi’s legs opening her thighs before placing the sole of her boot against the vulnerable near naked sex of the woman pressing down and then twisting her foot, “Squeal bitch!” she hissed as Pammi yelped at the treatment while outside the ring Jackie was now sitting up taking in the scene as her naked tag team partner was humiliated by the Scot.

“Maybe I should make you cum too!” teased Ms Frasier as she prodded the woman’s sex with the toe of her boot as Pammi tried to push the invading limb away earning her a sharp kick instead of the suggestive rubbing from the dominant Scot as Sarah controlled the contest. Sarah glanced across the room to spot Jackie now looking part recovered watching the activity in the ring, “Gonna try and save your slut?” she challenged before turning her attention back to the woman at her feet, “Get up bitch!” she commanded jabbing the woman with her booted foot making the naked woman roll over and start to scramble to her feet grabbing the ropes but as she pushed up the Scot kicked her again hard in the chest thrashing her foot against the bare breasts of the woman flipping her into the ropes.
Sarah grabbed the top cord pivoting to drive her knee to the woman’s navel folding her into another one of her brutal uppercut forearms making Pammi squeal as she was thrown back to the ropes her breast shaving taken the brunt of the assault. Pammi’s arms looped over the top rope and in a flash Sarah had the middle rope up and over her arms trapping her in the taut cords before she hissed, “Now you’re mine slut!” grabbing the woman’s hair to lift her head before popping her viciously on the forehead with her right fist. “Like your slag mate I think I should make you cum!” taunted the Scot sliding her hand into the woman’s briefs and raking her pussy making the woman screech again as she was mauled below the belt. Unlike Jackie her fun fur was a little longer and Sarah took delight in giving her a plucking that made her scream as the Scot laughed at her until Pammi wailed, “Stop, stop I give, I give let me go!”

Sarah stepped back and said menacingly, “No chance the fun has hardly begun!” she grabbed the woman’s right leg lifting it to part the woman’s thighs before she delivered a sharp kick to the apex of her legs. Pammi shrieked snapping her leg back as Sarah stepped forward clenching her fists to deliver a tattoo of punches to the woman’s breasts and then below as she smacked the helpless woman about. Suddenly she was sent staggering as a third party entered the ring with Jackie flying at her driving an elbow at her head sending her staggering. The blonde turned to unhook her tag partner from the ropes and grabbed the woman as she slumped only for Sarah to barrel into the both checking them into the ropes snarling, “Fucking bitch!” before sending the blonde staggering with a punch to the jaw, Pammi was sagging in the ropes and offered nothing as Sarah heaved her across the ring by the hair to crash to the canvas and roll to her back gasping for breath before the Scot turned back to the blonde pushing herself up from the ropes clenching her fists, “Want some more do you?”

Jackie glanced at her partner and then lunged at the Scot as Beaker belatedly clambered into the ring, “Break it up the fight’s over!” he said completely ineffectively as the blonde and brunette collided. Fortunately or not it did not last long the blonde still feeling the effects of the earlier thrashing missed with a telegraphed punch to the face instead she collected a ripping blow to the waistband low that it was of her knickers that folded her into a brutal bulldog as the Scot took her about the head and dropped slamming her forehead first to the canvas an action that left her hors d’combat. Turning Sarah stepped across to the moaning Pammi and belly stomping the woman sat her up before she dragged her upright and scooped her off her feet in the process inverting the woman before delivering a stunning pile driver that sent the woman crumpling to the canvas falling across her partner also done for the night, “Beaker get the camera!” ordered the Scot posing for victory pictures one foot planted on top of the crushed couple.

She had beaten Stephens nine times consecutively and now thrashed the woman’s tag team partner and finished them both she was determined to make the most of the situation getting pictures to support her claim as number one contender for the Ultimate Title. Satisfied with that she then started to arrange the still comatose women into poses to maximise their humiliation as she took more photos with the women posed with their face in the other’s crotch and then she removed their knickers positioning the pair in a 69 position putting the knickers over their heads for a final picture before grabbing Beaker and saying, “That makes me number one in every respect that includes having you!” and she led him from the scene leaving the two naked women draped together in mid ring well and truly claiming the right to be the Ultimate Contender. THE END