Tag Team Challenge! (No holds barred 3!)
By Big Phil the M.C.
(Names and locations changed to protect privacy of Rea l individuals!)
The crowded auditorium all set for what promises to be an amazing contest, the wrestling ring, red canvas, gold ropes with white turnbuckles and corner padding, gleaming in the spotlights, a suitable stage for a classic fight! The two teams enter the ring for this tag team championship fight. First to the music “Simply the best” (Tina Turner) blares out, miss “Marvelous” Michelle “the bitch from hell” , and her team mate “Lady” Jane, i.e. the “Chatham Girls” tonight's challengers. Hairstyles similar to David Bowie/ Diana! weighing 110 pounds Michelle 38D,24,32, with Lady Jane, 132 pounds(!) 42D,26,34, both 5'2”. Relative newcomers, Career to date: 3 fights, 3 wins, 2 submissions, 2 pinfalls 1 knockout. Wearing white lace up boots, with black laces, and blue socks just visible neatly tucked over the top. With matching blue knee and elbow pads, bearing the initials “ CG ” in gold. Both girls wearing lots of makeup, some glitter on their faces and bodies and white leather “bomber jackets” with both name and team name emblazoned, in gold on the back, the girls also carry little white “Disco” hand bags with make up in to “touch up” when not fighting (Michelle hasn't forgotten about the last time she met Isobel in the ring, but the shoe will be on the other foot this time!). Beneath their coats both girls reveal tanned, busty, quite well honed bodies with Michelle sporting a “Hollywood” pubic haircut, made more obvious by her tan revealing the pale flesh left in the shape of a very skimpy thong, with Jane showing off trimmed “natural” blonde pubes.
The girl's tough opponents tonight are the undefeated champions “Seek and Destroy!” or individual light weight champion, Miss Isobel “The blonde assassin” and her close friend “Miss Monica” a.k.a. the “Dark destroyer” they enter the ring, with the sound system booming “We are the champions” (Queen) in black lace up boots with white laces and white socks. With matching red knee and elbow pads. Career to date: 5 fights, 5 wins, (Having only conceded two falls in that career, both against Miss Monica, one pin, one submission.)
4 submissions, 2 pinfalls, 2 knockouts.
they also wear long red trench coats emblazoned with team and individual names, and carry the distinctive tan and gold plate Championship belts, held high.
Monica has short dark brown hair, her slim “26, 24, 32”, 5'tall, light olive skinned, 100 pound frame, her beautiful shapely legs rising to a splendidly “Brazilian trimmed”, tight dark curly muff, she also has a gorgeous pert arse.(Opponents have unkindly pointed out that she has a huge unattractive nose and a very flat chest).
Miss Isobel's long natural blonde hair flows down to the small of her back, over her slim “34, 24,32”, 5'1” pale skinned, 100 pound frame, her beautiful legs rising to a splendidly “lightly trimmed”, tight curly muff. As she slips off her gown, to wolf whistles, a tattoo of a red rose is revealed on her upper left arm.
Monica slips off her coat, to wolf whistles, a small heart tattoo is revealed on her left buttock.
The referee is Mike again, sporting only a short sleeved black and white vertical striped shirt with white tennis shoes with black socks, with his huge thick penis at least 9 inches long (when flaccid!) He beckons the girls to the middle of the ring. (He still Gets paid to watch beautiful naked girls fight over him, knowing he's in total control of the outcome, and he usually gets to fuck the winner.)
In addition tonight the winners purse is £ 4000!,…. the losers take nothing
(A little background, Miss Michelle, real name Michelle Russell used to hang around with Miss Isobel, real name Isobel Mac Mannus, at “Bleak house” girls (public, but not very good!) school she comes from a wealthy but dysfunctional family and used to try and steal Isobel's boyfriends.
“Lady” Jane, real name Jane Palmer, had a brief relationship with Referee Mike! Both Monica (Valdez) and Isobel met end became friends at a local “Scene” pub in their home town, near Dartford in Kent, with Isobel the first to establish herself on the Professional wrestling circuit, persuading Monica to join forces later on. Michelle and Jane (From Strood and Higham respectivley) met in a “Chatham” Disco (Hence the “Stage” name!) Jane or “Miss Dynamite!” was already an unsuccessful pro Wrestler ( 3 fights, all defeats!) who moved into the Nude circuit to improve her chances. One drunken evening she persuaded Michelle to “give it a try”, ironically Michelle's solo career in the ring has proved more successful, and later they paired up, and are, so far unbeaten.)
“Now girls I want a good clean fight, best of three falls or a knockout to decide. A pinfall to a three count, both shoulders on the mat, a submission only counts when the dominant wrestler asks her subordinate to give.
Or a ten count from me for a knockout. Understand?”
“Tagging only when outside the ring, only two girls in at any one time, OK!”
He glances at both teams glaring at each other contemptuously, ( Michelle still fantasizes about Mike and dreams about winning then being shafted by him she still has the hots for him and remembers the way she kicked Monica's arse BIG TIME! last time, Jane just sees two “little girls” who they will “beat easy”, plus she's already been fucked by Mike before!, however other wrestlers have not realised how strong Isobel is despite her size, and been made to pay! )
he continues
“No holds barred, except punching, scratching, or gouging, two public warnings means a disqualification, my decision is final! Get back to your corners, come out fighting on the bell, break on the bell and when I say
got that?”
All four wrestlers nod
“shake!”
As the girls return to their corners the M.C. announces the fight.
“ Laydeeeez and Gentlemennn!, for Too- Niiiyyts, laydeeez newwd, champ-e-onnnnshipp Tagg Teeeeem contessst ah! we haaaave hin tha ba-leww corr-nerrr, Too- Niiiyyts challengerrrzzz!
Theeee… a-hun-deeefeeeated CHATEEEEERRRRM-GIIIIRRRRLZZZZZ! ……”
The crowd response is a noisy mixture of cheers, boos, applause and wolf whistles,
The M.C. goes on
“Innnnnn, tha Rrrrrred corr-nerrr, Weeee Hav-ah, theee a-hun deeefeeeated champ-e-onnnnzzz. SEEEEK, h-and, DEEE-STROYYYYY !”
The audience response is almost identical.
He finishes
“ the konn-tessst-ah, hoverrr Thirrr-teeee minutes-ah tooo bee deee-sided, byyyy tha besst of-ah thareeee fallllz, orrrrr a knock-outttt!”
The girls stretch and flex on the ropes in their corners and turn to face each other, first in for the red corner, Miss Isobel and for the blues Lady Jane.
The girls discuss tactics with their team mates before……..
Ding,ding,ding….!
Session one!
The girls stride out to the middle of the ring and circle each other, alert, watching every move, Jane seizes Isobel's neck in a vicious headlock squeezed tightly and choking, Isobel claws at her muscular forearm, Jane tightens her grip as the audience cheer encouragement.
Isobel thrusts her pointed left elbow crunching into Jane's ribs
“OUFFF!”
as she stoops winded, Isobel gets her in a neck throw, both hands seizing her throat over her left shoulder….
“CRRASH!”
The first count…..
“wunnahhh!…Toooowahhh!…Tha-reeeahhh!…Forrrrrr!……FFFiyyy-vahhh!….”
(Mike's tell tale penis begins to pulse into an erection!)
Isobel, champion that she is suddenly snaps the newcomer into a headscissors
(one of Michelle's favoured holds!) Jane dazed and already in pain struggles as the crowd cheer, she makes a big effort and kicks out, she rapidly scrambles over to her corner to tag with Michelle.
Isobel is pounced upon by her opponent who grabs her and dishes out two devastating crotch holds and slams,
“Grunt!”…..(SLAM!)……Groan!……
leaving the red corner girl dazed, before she snaps her strong shapely legs around her throat for a head scissors.
“Gy'urrrk!”
Isobel remains calm, not thrashing wildly as Michelle tightens her hold (one of her favourites, usually a certain submission!)
Isobel bites her calf (ouch!) and Michelle yelps as Isobel kicks out and the audience applaud.
Isobel then grabs Michelle by the legs and straightens them out, putting her feet inside her opponent's ankles spreading them wide to execute a spread eagle hold.
Michelle screams..
“AAAAIIYYYYYYYEEEEE……NOOOOO,..NO!, NO!, NO!, NO!, NO!, NO!, NO!,…….”
(Mike's cock bulges to full erection, he loves the sight of two wide open fannies one in dominant control, the other pained and inferior!)
Isobel makes her eyes water and she pulls an agonised face.
The hold tightens further and Isobel acknowledges Monica, pleading for a tag (as is Jane for different reasons!) and releases Michelle to tag with her partner.
Monica snarls….
“Hello slag remember me?……” as she gets Michelle into a Boston crab which she applies tightly, causing tears to run down Michelle's already red cheeks as she hammers the canvas frantically.
“Nnnnnnoooooooo!!!!!!……n,n,n,n,n,n,n,.noooooooooo!”
(Slam!,…..Slam!,….. Slam!,…..Slam!,….. Slam!,…..Slam!,…..)
(Referee's erection now massive!)
Somehow Michelle kicks/ wriggles free and pulls Monica over by the ankles and forces her quickly into a figure four leg lock (the “straight leg” painful one!, not to be confused with the Scorpion or folding fig. Four lock).
Monica screams
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
as Michelle quickly releases (applauded by her team mate Jane) and grabs poor Monica and pile drives her (taunting her by holding her upside down for a while and asking the cheering audience what she should do to her victim. As Monica shakes her head wildly).
“CRRRRUNCH!!”
Michelle facesits Monica, grinding down, giving Isobel “the finger” and arrogant victory V's before folding Monica's legs over, pinning them under her own for a matchbook folding body press.
(Oddly Mike's bias is seen, He's a good referee, and a nude matchbook pin is a delicious hold, but his penis deflates slightly, he doesn't seem to want the Chatham girls to win!)
The count……
“Wunnn-ahh, (checks shoulders, on canvas) ….Toooo-wahhhh, (still on- C'mon Monica!) …….Tha-reeee-yahhhh……. (Shit!)
The bell rings…….
Ding,ding,ding Ding,ding,ding………..
The M.C. announces……
“ The firrrrst falllll hov to-niyyyytts Kon- tessssssst-ah! A Pin fallllll!…Byeeeee-ah , Miss-ah Meeeee-Shelllll!…Forrrrr theee ”
CHATEEEEERRRRM-GIIIIRRRRLZZZZZ! ……”
Michele, gloating returns to her corner for a hug and kiss from her wrestling colleague, while Isobel comforts a sobbing Monica.
The bell rings…..
Ding,ding,ding….!
Session two!
In accordance with the rules the same wrestlers re-start, Michelle unleashes her deadly flying head scissors and throw combination..
Whoosh!… Crick!….. “Gyyyurrk!” SLAM!…..
Repeating the maneuver THREE More Times!,
dragging Monica to her feet each time to set her up for the next.
(How much can a girl Take?!)
Poor Monica, unable to tag her frantic/ desperate team mate is hauled into the blue corner and propped up on the ropes in front of the turnbuckles.
Michelle tags .
Lady Jane blasts SIX! Forearm smashes……
(CRACK!… CRACK!… CRACK!… CRACK!… CRACK!… CRACK!…)
before tagging out.
Michelle then blows a kiss to Isobel before taking a run up to slam a flying dropkick into Monica,
(Whoosh)…CRRACKK!… “Ouff!”…Slam!
knocking her off her “perch” to crash to the canvas with a “fat” cut and bleeding lip.
Michelle tags Jane in again as they exchange mocking “after you, oh, alright then. May I have the pleasure?” gestures.
(Isobel has noticed Mike's cock has gone quite limp, she concludes that he's not as neutral as he should be, but she's not complaining they'll win, they always do!, and Mr. P. Enis will return to “Fighting” form!, but she's anxious now as…..)
Poor, poor Monica is dragged by her hair further into the ring and Jane applies a Boston crab as she teases
“C'mon big nose….Had enough? Eh?….Eh?……S'okay for me luv…I've got tits… the boys fancy MEEEE!….Ha, Ha!…..”
Monica moans..
“…..Nooooo!!…..AIYYYYEEEEEEE!!….Nooooooooo!…”
.
She tightens the hold while poor Monica reaches out, not quite able to reach Isobel's straining outstretched arm
“C'mon, give up SUBMIT! …..let's get it over wiv!”
Somehow Monica, through superhuman effort manages the faintest touch with Isobel… a tag !
(At Last!).
Making up for lost time and the cruel treatment dished out to poor Monica Isobel launches a deadly dropkick
…….Swoop…… BANG!! “ORRRRR!”….. Slamm!!
Quickly followed by THREE more!….
leaving Jane sprawled on the canvas, a count begins…
“Wunnn-ahh,….Toooo-wahhhh,…….Tha-r….!”
(True to form his cock quickly throbs back to huge erection!)
She then hauls Jane by her hair (as she yelps!)
“OOOwwwwwwww!…”
into a crotch hold and slam
“NNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!” ……. (CRRRRUNCHHH!)
she then repeats the maneuver again….
“Wunnn-ahh,….Toooo-wahhhh,…….Tha-reeee-yahhhh…….Ffforrrr
Fiyyyyy-vahhhh,……Sikkkk-sahhhh,…….Sev-verrrrnnn,….!”
Next she pulls a stunned Jane into a spread eagle and forces her legs very wide, making her burst, wailing into tears, slamming her palms onto the canvas…..
“(Sniff,Gulp!) NOOOOOOO!… (SOB) .N,N,N,N,NOOOOOO.!……”
(BAM!,BAM!,BAM!,……)
Isobel releases Jane, who crawls frantically away and tags with Michelle.
Michelle finds herself on the receiving end of Four! crotch hold and slam combinations…
“Grunt”…… BBAMMMM!! …….. “OOOOOOWWWW,..NNOOOOO!”
Then an aeroplane spin,
(spun very fast!….Michelle, along with many others hate this hold….it shows!)
“NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!!….NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,!!!!…..”
before being dropped onto Isobels outstretched knee for a backbreaker.
“Yeouuuffff!”……… (Grunt!) ………CRAAAAACKKK!!!….”
Again she is dragged up by the now very sweaty and ragged hair to be put into another crotch hold and piledriver
“HY-URRRR!”….. “CRRRRUNCHHH!”
The Ref. Counts as the audience go wild!…..
(Mike thinks he'll come if he's not too careful, He loves this job all right!)
“Wunnn-ahh,….Toooo-wahhhh,…….Tha-reeee-yahhhh…….Ffforrrr
Fiyyyyy-vahhhh,……Sikkkk-sahhhh,…….Sev-verrrrnnn,….Ayyyyytahh
……
Amazingly Miss Isobel shouts “Stop the count please!”
Mike, puzzled,(?) agrees, strange he thinks….with Michelle semi-conscious, certain to Knocked out…
Isobel advances on the blue corner where “Lady” Jane has only just recovered enough from her “pasting” to stand up again.
Jane is hauled over the top rope by her arm and hair, landing heavily on her arse (Sexy wobble!) she screeches, and is hauled up and drop kicked hard
…….Swoop……BANG!! “G'YORRRRR!”….. Slamm!!
three times!
Isobel hauls her up as she cries…..
“NOOOOOOOO!……”
…and gets the bigger girl in a tight full nelson and chokes her viciously on the top rope!
(Gasp!)….. “GYRUUUURGGG” …..(CHOKE!)…….(Cough!!!)…
Jane's body becomes limp as the Ref. Looks on (With massive, even bigger hard on!, he's enjoying this…)
She is flung off the top rope onto her back on the canvas,
The Ref. Starts a “double” count…..
“Wunnn-ahh,….Toooo-wahhhh,…….Tha-reeee-yahhhh…….
“Stop!.. wait a minute,” She stops him again
(does she want to win this fight or not? Mike asks himself!)
With both “Chatham Girls” sprawled on the floor, sweaty, barely conscious and obviously losing Isobel has an idea of how to finish the girls off.
With Jane already on her back (NO surprise there!, only this time she's unconscious!..)
Isobel drags Michelle and slams her face down on top of her team mate forming a“T” shape,(belly to chest!) she then folds Michelle's legs into a scorpion folding figure four leg lock and folds both arms into hammer locks, she then raises herself into a “balance of power” forcing down on poor Michelle's tightly folded arms and legs (Her very painful signature move! Beautifully executed!)….
“Hey big boy!…check the heavy slag's shoulders………”
Mike counts, waiting for Isobel to ask, as Michelle squeals, enthusiastically slamming down his palm each time……
“Wunnn-ahh, (slam!- those shoulders are staying down! ) Toooo - wahhh , (slam!- it's over!..) Tha- reee-yahhhh , (slam!…OOOH YESSSS!…….)
“…….….Oh, and ask baldy if she's a LOO-SERRR !?”
Before he can open his mouth Michelle screams in obvious agony, exploding into pathetic, mortified sobs!…..
“YYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!”
The bell rings…….
Ding,ding,ding Ding,ding,ding Ding,ding,ding Ding,ding,ding!!!….
Isobel jumps into the air shouting and punching the air in glorious victory!
She rushes over to her battered but overjoyed colleague (isn't it strange the way a winning adrenaline rush makes you ignore the pain from your injuries)
Monica climbs through into the ring as the girls hug each other and Mike holds their arms aloft as the cheers and flashlights erupt.
Poor Jane and Michelle writhe around the ring almost immobile from their injuries, Sobbing and exhausted (no adrenaline for them!)
Miss Isobel does it again, what an original way to end a wrestling match! a submission / pinfall combination!
The M.C. announces….
“ Laydeeeez and Gentlemennn!, tonight's laydeeez neww-dah, Tagggg contessst ah! Hazzz finn-ishhh-dah! Theeee Winnnn-arrrrrrrzzzzzzzzz!, Byyyyyy Hay Youuuuu-neeeeeeek-ahh Pinn Hannd Ssub-mish-onnnn Kommm-Bin-ayyy-shunnn!…..Missss, Izzz-o-bellll-ah!, h-and Miss Monnn-eee-kahhh, Seeeeek h-andd Deeeestroyyyyyyy !!! ……”
The audience cheer loudly….
Isobel proposes an offer to the referee
“As you're so excited (glancing at his huge cock!)
perhaps you would like to challenge us to a Fuckfight”
He readily agrees
“But first” she says, stroking his cock and licking her lips “we've got something to finish off.”
Even though they have taken a major beating, suffering a crushing defeat the poor “Chatham Girls” have a big surprise coming.
Isobel and Monica drag both girls by the hair to the side of the ring and slump them belly down over the middle rope, tucking their legs under the bottom rope. They both untie their boot laces, and tie their wrists to the top of their calves around the bottom rope. leaving two semi-conscious “Chatham Girls” starting to struggle, wondering what humiliation awaits, side by side, showing their fanny and arse off to all concerned, wailing pathetically.
The referee does nothing to stop their humiliation, in fact he enjoys it so much he begins to masturbate as they discuss the “rules” for their Fuckfight.
“Rule one,” Says Isobel “First one to come is the loser!”
She goes on
“ No holds barred”
“So anything goes eh?”
replies the referee.
He has a quick word with the M.C. an announcement is made.
“ Laydeeeez and Gentlemennn!, as A Bow-nuss Forrr To-nite
Own-leee, A Sexxx Fiyyyyy-tahhh, Be-tweeen-ahh, thee-ah Rreff-a-ree-yah, hannd-ah Theeeee Winnnnnerrrrrz!……”
The crowd bay in approval
Ding!, Ding!, Ding!…..
Mike is very aroused, even more so when he sees the losers, having regained their awareness struggle making their large very visible and vulnerable pert arses jiggle very sexily.
“Seek and Destroy” parade around the ring holding their belts high in the air when suddenly Monica has an idea. She goes over to the blue corner and opens Michelle's handbag and removes (You guessed it!) some rouge and lipstick.
As both the tied up losers wriggle in a desperate struggle to free themselves “ Seek and Destroy” daub lipstick onto their arses, forming “Target rings” and writing words like SLAG and FAT ARSE! with LOSER and CRY BABY and, just for Michelle…. . BALD CUNT! With arrows pointing to it (Just like last time eh, some girls never learn!)
The winners then start to spank the losers very hard with their bare hands (Scratching or pinching on occasion, both SO painful on an arse already red and purple from a good beating!)
The winners also lash the “ Chatham girls” with their championship belts to add a kinky insult to injury!
( That's enough to get Mike wanking furiously!)
lots of tears and pleas, cries of “No!…Stop!…Please!.. e.t.c.” (all ignored! Ha, Ha!…)
leaving two sobbing humiliated, thoroughly beaten girls with two purple and red, very sore decorated arses.
Both winners taunt their victims “So You Slags were going to Win eh,? You don't look like winners to me!”
“You're supposed to be in the blue corner, those arses are so red they should be in ours!”
“Parking space for two bikes available…..”
…..and so on!
And now …the Fuckfight!…
Ding!, Ding!, Ding!….
Round One!
Mike lifts, first Isobel up trapping/ placing her beautiful legs, spread sexily wide onto the middle ropes either side of the turnbuckle, just off centre in the neutral corner, (Curiously, some spectators notice she doesn't seem to struggle too much!, just smile and lick her lips)
He traps both arms the same way, then he places Monica next to her, body to body (It's a tight fit.. but they look just incredible with their legs over each other!). He begins to finger both girls expertly, finding both G spots in their very moist swollen fannies and going for them! (in fact both girls, Isobel first, release one arm to wank his huge rock hard tool!, he nearly comes when Monica starts to tease his bollocks, as they both groan on the verge of orgasm!)
Suddenly he “Throws “ Monica off the ropes down on all fours onto the canvas and fucks her “Doggy” style….
“OOOOOOH!…AH!AH!AH!AH!.. YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!
Monica comes herself stupid and rolls away contented…
Isobel now gets shafted on the ropes (Just like last time!) soon she too is in the realms of extreme pleasure!……
“OOOOOH!..AH!…C'MON!..C'MON.. AH!..AH!..AH!!!..
She grits her teeth, and squirts “Girlie come!” over his massive cock…
…NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
So Mike is the “Winner” but last of all, the winners decide Mike shouldn't be left out and take it in turns to suck and wank him, (at one point Isobel is sucking like mad and Monica tongues his bollocks!, A blowjob from a girl with a large nose and a fat lip is a bit kinky too!)
OOOOHH!…. (Mike says to himself “What's this, a surge…. I've not felt this pounding muscular electricity for a while,” surging,) rising …….OOOOH!,…AHHHH!,
(It's that “Geronimo!” moment…)
His body suddenly in spasm as rigid as his cock when Jets of thick white spunk shoot from his massive tool, an electric lightning bolt down his spine setting every nerve tingling, spraying a smiling Miss Isobel and much of the ring, and those sore red losers decorated ARSES! she continues to wank as it keeps pumping over her hands, then as he slumps exhausted both girls lick and suck his still rock hard tool to “swallow a souvenir” of their victory and the “Chatham Girls” mortifying defeat and humiliation.
The End