Amanda v. Nadia (Vacant Title Match)

It had been about five months since I had started my little federation and I certainly had gained a growing and devoted fan base thus far. The matches had been exciting and provided a different flair than the normal wrestling matches anyone would be able to view at the much larger venues. The fact that I was able to recruit about ten girls to fight monthly and with the types of fights they were, I knew I had the best thing going and was able to name my price for attending these matches. Through the first five months it seems as if there were two individuals who stood out from the rest. They were both undefeated and they both worked as sales personnel at the same department store. It seemed almost a natural that these two would end up fighting for the right to be named the Queen of the Ring in the first championship bout. You just seemed to know there would be a certain amount of animosity between the two rivals and you sensed it would be evident in their battle. They of course were to be the feature bout of the evening and scheduled for the last bout of the evening. Word of their scheduled battle had gotten around certain circles and the demand to attend this next match was unbelievable. It seemed the entire male population at work was begging to attend and greed was dictating the price of tonight’s event. With the seating limited to two hundred spectators, I treated the event like someone seeking contractors, I asked that everyone submit a written bid no lower than $200 and that the 200 highest bidders would secure the rights to attend the festivities later this evening. This proved to be a very good financial decision as the total gate was in excess of $50,000 and I would be able to split the generous purses appropriately with tonight’s fighters. The preliminary matches were out of the way and everyone was anxiously waiting for the start of the main event.

The witching hour finally arrived. Once everyone was settled back into their seats I climbed up into the ring and went over the format and rules so that all were aware of tonight’s proceedings. This being a championship bout, a couple of minor changes had been made from the original format and I wanted everyone in attendance to be knowledgeable of the rules. The bout was to be a ring catfight with rules, with the match being held in a 16x16 ring. Due to girls working environment with the public, certain areas of their bodies were off limits. Faces, necks, arms and hands are easily visible in their work attire and are not to be touched, while all other parts of the body are fair game and subject to attack. Tactics such as punching, pinching, scratching, kicking and kneeing are permissible, but biting is out of the question. They would fight 3-minute rounds with a 1-minute rest period between each round. Each round would be scored with a 25-point per round system with the total points awarded or split accordingly. This being a title bout, the girls would fight fifteen rounds instead of the normal ten. The winner of the match would be determined by a submission or who was the point leader at the conclusion of the 15^th round. The main change of the evening would come from the scoring of the bout. Instead of my scoring the fight, three names of paying individuals in the audience would be pulled out of a box and those 3 persons would be scoring tonight’s fight. With that said, I selected the 3 names, explained the scoring system to them so they had an understanding as to how to score the fight, and we were now ready for the battling babes.

Amanda was the first to exit from the dressing room and climb through the ropes entering the ring. Amanda was a sharp girl with all the appeal of a Southern Belle. She was a street-smart kid with a certain sex appeal about her. She was high school educated but had the usual misgivings of mastering the English language, lot’s of ain’ts and y’alls. She paraded around the ring with arms raised overhead playing to the crowd as if she were Rocky. Facing the crowd she slowly removed her robe unveiling a sexy, light pink laced bikini bottom that clung so tightly it looked as if her crotch were trying to bust out. She wore a matching bra that revealed ample amounts of her generous breast flesh, as they were snuggly contained within the sexy material. She was stunningly gorgeous, standing 5’4 and weighing in at 120 pounds. It was apparent that she had been working out some since her previous bout as she had dropped about 6 pounds. She had beautiful light brown hair, very thick and wavy that hung to the middle of her back. She graced the ring quite nicely measuring in with a beautiful 35C chest, 23-inch waist and 35 inch hips. She was a 21 year old, hot and sexy beauty and she knew it, and she played it up for all its worth. She made her way around the ring like a cat on the prowl and slowly moved towards her corner to await the arrival of her opponent for tonight’s epic battle.

Nadia was next to head to the ring and she too played to the crowd upon entering the ring. She very slowly and methodically, almost like a strip tease, disrobed for everyone revealing her to die for assets contained within the sexy and revealing lacy white bikini bottom and matching bra. She looked like a goddess as she slowly maneuvered her way around the ring displaying her beautiful 34C - 22 - 35 body. She was a 23 year old Ukrainian beauty that stood 5’5, weighed 124 pounds, had flowing, long blonde hair reaching far down her back, and had what I refer to as the most inviting and best pair of thighs I’ve ever seen. Nadia was educated within the catholic school system after her arrival into our country eight years ago. She was currently attending classes at the local university and worked at the hotel in her free time. She had a real love of money and that one desire is what drove her into the ring. Looking as she did in her previous battle, she filled her outfit as if she had been poured into it. She knew how to shop for lingerie and showed ample amounts of breast flesh, wore a sexy, lowly cut bikini bottom that fully displayed her taut, firm, and well tanned mid-section, and just completely projected the total image of the body beautiful. Staring at her in the ring brought truth to the lines from the Beatles tune “Back in the USSR.’ This Ukraine girl really was a knock out. Done with her drive the men wild performance, she went to her corner to prepare for the beginning of the bout. I brought them to the center of the ring to reiterate the rules and let them know what their cash payouts would be for the evening. Each coldly stared at the other during the instructions, neither blinking. They acknowledged the ground rules of the match and returned to their corners and awaited the bell to begin round one. They were ready, the crowd was ready, and the ache within my shorts told me I was ready. With that all done, I offered them both good luck and exited the ring so we could begin tonight’s fight.

The bell rang to begin round one and both girls headed towards the center and cautiously circled the inner section of the ring searching for an opening to launch an attack. Both young women moved towards each other and backed away several times without engaging the other; obviously apprehensive and fearful of the damage each was capable of inflicting. After about a minute of touch and go, and feinting attack, Nadia finally moved in by lowering her shoulder and bulling Amanda backwards into the corner turnbuckle. Nadia reached out and secured the middle ropes for leverage and thrust herself forwards slamming her shoulder into Amanda’s mid-section. Backing away slightly, she again thrust forward burying her shoulder deep into the mid-section forcing a loud grunt to pass from Amanda’s lips. Before Nadia could launch forward with a third, Amanda bent forward at the waist and reached her arms around Nadia grasping her tightly. Nadia attempted to squirm free but without success. Positioned with Nadia bent forward beneath her, Amanda inched forward placing Nadia’s head between her thighs and clamped on tightly. As Nadia attempted to loosen the hold, Amanda reached her right hand underneath and located Nadia’s left breast and worked her hand inside the designer bra. Nadia started to howl and yelp as Amanda found her way onto the nipple and began pinching and digging her pink painted nails at the tip. Nadia stomped her foot and flailed away wildly and managed to have her right hand find and grasp hold of the elastic waistband of Amanda’s pink panties. Working her hand downward she started to pinch and squeeze at the crotch area through the panties causing Amanda to yell, release her holds and stand erect. As Nadia continued to pinch at the crotch, Amanda began to deliver hard right fists to Nadia’s back, finally forcing Nadia to cease her attack and fall to the mat and roll away. Nadia rose quickly to her feet and moved in quickly preventing Amanda from escaping the corner. Nadia grasped onto the back of Amanda’s thick mane and pulled her head back towards the top of the turnbuckle. Amanda was stretched backward and reaching up attempting to pry Nadia’s hands from her scalp, while Nadia took advantage of the situation and drove her right knee upward forcefully crashing hard between the legs forcing a pained sound to pass from the mouth of Amanda. Yanking hard on the back of her scalp, she again delivered a hard shot with the knee into the lace-covered crotch between her legs. Letting go of the hair with the right hand, Nadia reached down and took Amanda’s left leg and placed it across the center rope propping it up and leaving her crotch widely exposed. Nadia moved her hands and placed them onto Amanda’s shoulders, took a half step forward and launched her knee upward thudding hard into the snug fitting material covering the crotch. Amanda moaned loud and long as Nadia stepped away and launched another. Again the knee thudded hard into the panty-covered crotch and Amanda filled the room with moans of agony. Nadia reached up grabbing Amanda by the hair and threw her face first to the canvas where she rolled around clutching at her pained crotch. Nadia sat down on the canvas at Amanda’s feet and secured her left foot in her hands and pushed it to the left while holding it in place with her own right leg. She then grabbed onto the right leg and started to move it to the right, but Amanda kicked free and drove the heel of her foot up hard between Nadia’s legs slamming it into her crotch. Nadia lay over backward flat on her back and Amanda again slammed the heel of her right foot smacking hard into Nadia’s pussy. Amanda crawled onto her knees and positioned herself between Nadia’s legs and pushed Nadia’s legs as far apart as she could with her left hand and sent a hard right fist smashing into the spread-eagled pussy. Nadia’s distinct sounds filled the room as she grunted and groaned from the blow. Amanda unclenched her fist and took her four fingers and held them straight and stiff and jabbed her fingers hard at Nadia’s pussy. Nadia arched her back and raised her ass about a foot into the air before dropping back down to the canvas. Amanda sent another forceful finger thrust back into the crotch just as the bell sounded ending the first round.

The first seemed to be a good round, started a little slow but eventually picked up. After having watched both fighters in the past, I can understand if they’re a little cautious. Both ladies returned to their corners and I scanned the room with a little knowledge than neither of the girls was aware of. I have eight cameras strategically positioned aimed at the ring filming tonight’s bout, which I know would piss the young ladies off, but I figure what the hell, its not like I’m going to offer it for sale on the market, strictly for my personal collection. Both fighters dished out some damaging blows to each other but neither seemed to gain a distinct advantage. Since I’m not scoring the fight, I don’t know how the first was scored but I figured it had to be close. Both women had returned to their corners and freshened up by drinking down some water and towel the sweat from their sexy bodies. They turned and faced each other as they waited for the bell to begin round two.

The bell rang to begin the second round and again the young ladies moved cautiously towards the center of the ring and performed the touch and go dance. If not overly evident in the first, it was obvious here in the second that the girls were not overly anxious to feel the kind of pain they had seen each other dish out during the first five months of their fighting. The dance lasted approximately a minute or so before Nadia moved forward trying to force the action. Nadia moved forwards latching onto the sides of Amanda’s hair and Amanda returned the favor. Using her slight weight advantage Nadia walked Amanda backward into the corner and leaned heavily into her. Removing her right hand from Amanda’s scalp, she moved it down until she found the left breast and yanked at the bra freeing the tit from its harness. Nadia felt around and found Amanda’s left nipple and started working her pearl colored nails digging at and into the pinkish beef tip. In pain and yelping from the nails digging at her nipple, Amanda released her grip of Nadia’s hair and had her hands searching, trying to find some relief from the torturous hold. Her left hand found and seized hold of Nadia’s right breast and she started to squeeze and claw at the tit while her right hand worked its way downward and disappeared inside the lacy material covering Nadia’s crotch. Nadia began squealing as you could see Amanda’s hand twisting and pulling on the hairs beneath the panty. Both ladies were moaning in pain as they continued to work their modes of attack, Nadia the left nipple, and Amanda working the crotch and right breast. Amanda ceased her attack of the breast and placed her left hand on the back of Nadia’s ass for leverage, and began working the right hand a little harder. Nadia let go of Amanda’s nipple and placed her hands on Amanda’s wrist trying to pull the hand from the insides of her panties. Having no luck, she dropped to her knees in an attempt to escape, but Amanda dropped right with her to maintain the powerful grip she had on the short hairs. Amanda placed her left hand onto Nadia’s chest and shoved her over backwards. Nadia was lying on her back with her feet uncomfortably trapped beneath the weight of her own ass, and Amanda’s right hand twisting and yanking at her pubes. Nadia was not in a position to defend herself or attempt to roll away to safety. She couldn’t even attempt to close her legs effectively, so Amanda had her where she wanted her. Removing her hand from inside the panties, Amanda took her right hand and positioned it as such that it wasn’t a quite a fist, but it wasn’t an extended finger thrust either. The fingers were bent at the joints of her fingers so the knuckles were almost lined up evenly, and she drove them forward with a jabbing motion hard into the crotch causing Nadia to slam her hands to the canvas and cry out from the pain of the blow. A smile crossed Amanda’s face, as she was delighted with the developments thus far. Reloading her right, she again thrust her hand forward slamming the knuckles hard into Nadia’s panty covered crotch. Nadia moaned and thrashed around pounding her hands to the mat. Amanda took her left hand, grasped the lacy material covering Nadia’s crotch, bunched the material together, and pulled it aside exposing the neatly trimmed blonde bush. Pulling back, she again drove her knuckles hard into Nadia’s naked crotch. Nadia howled in pain as it appeared as though the knuckles penetrated the lips of her pussy. Nadia continued to groan and pound away at the mat as Amanda again slammed her knuckles into the naked pussy. Amanda thrust her knuckles forward again, this time holding them in place and roughly worked them back and forth at the exposed moist lips of Nadia’s pounded puss. Nadia thrashed and slapped furiously at the mat and I thought she was just about to submit, but the bell sounded ending the second and saving Nadia from an early exit.

Again a slow starting round but action packed once it got going. I didn’t need to see the scorecards to know that Amanda clearly won that round. Amanda had learned a lesson from watching Nadia’s earlier encounters and knew that she would be vulnerable when working the crotch. While Amanda’s strategy had become somewhat clear, I had no idea what Nadia had in mind. While Amanda returned to her corner to freshen up, Nadia stayed on the mat the entire rest period, finally rising and resituating her panties, as the third round was about to begin.

Both girls came towards the center of the ring and although Amanda was attempting to be more aggressive early, they again danced around each other for the first minute. Finally, Amanda moved forward and Nadia grabbed her by the hair and forced her to bend forward at the waist and secured her in a front headlock. Before Amanda could react, Nadia lifted her right knee slamming it hard into Amanda’s mid-section. Loud oouf sounds filled the room as Nadia smashed her knee repeatedly into the tanned flesh of Amanda’s stomach. Releasing the headlock, Amanda dropped to her knees holding onto her stomach. Nadia rolled her over onto her back and used her left hand to uncover both of Amanda’s breasts. Nadia took Amanda’s hands, stretched them high above her head, and held them together pinning them to mat with her left hand. She placed her ass solidly onto the mid-section and took aim at Amanda’s left tit. Nadia’s right fist exploded as it smashed into the naked tit meat flattening it against her chest causing Amanda to howl from the impact. Nadia pulled her arm back and let go with another powerful punch slamming it into the left breast. Amanda was pinned and without means of defense as the room echoed from another loud smacking sound as Nadia’s right fist smashed into the unprotected meat. Amanda could only thrash her head from side to side and groan each time the fist slammed against her naked tit. Changing tactics, Nadia took her thumb and forefinger and tightly gripped hold of the left nipple and yanked upwards hard and quick, pulling and stretching the tit as far as it could go before centrifugal force separated the tit from the fingers allowing it to collapse back and bounce around on her chest. One thing about these ladies, their tits were all natural, no silicone here. Securing the nipple again she tugged upwards stretching the tit so far it seemed the skin would eventually rip away from her body, but the forces of gravity eventually won out and the tit was freed to snap back to her chest. Tears rolled down Amanda’s cheeks from the intense pain she was experiencing in her left tit. Once more altering her tactics, Nadia secured the nipple in her fingers and began pinching and digging the nail of her thumb at the skin on and around the nipple. Amanda wailed in agony as her sensitive and reddened beef tip was getting worked over. Amanda squirmed beneath Nadia trying to escape from the torturous maneuver, but without success. Nadia continued to apply extreme pressure, digging her pearled nail into and around the emblazoned colored nipple. Nadia worked the nail feverishly and was successfully hurting and inflicting pain onto the fast swelling nipple, but she was not cutting open the skin, which seemed to be her intent. Nadia released the grip on Amanda’s wrists to tear at the nipple with both sets of talons, but this only freed Amanda’s hands as she raised them up and planted them onto Nadia’s tits and squeezed and dug her nails furiously at the uncovered flesh of the breasts. Both girls howled in agony as nails clawed and worked at damaging each other’s magnificent breasts. Squeezing tits and squirming beneath Nadia, Amanda managed to work her body down slightly and began ramming her right knee upward into Nadia’s back as she sat perched upon her. Unable to lean forward due the clawing hands on her breasts, Amanda’s knee was fully connecting hard into her back and forced Nadia to abandon her own attack and roll off and away. Both ladies got to their feet and were facing each other. What a sight, both sweat-covered bodies were breathing heavily; their breasts heaving with each inhale and exhale of breath. Amanda’s nipple was a deep red and swollen, Nadia’s flesh that the bra didn’t cover was red and covered with scratch marks. Each had a look of real hatred in their eyes, their stares piercing through one another. They each lunged forward engaging the other and sinking their claws back onto the breasts, but before either could mount a serious attack, the bell sounded to end the third round.

Again another slow starting round, but once the action started, it was quite intense. Both ladies stood in their corners facing forward choosing to look away from each other while tending to their damaged areas and focusing on the upcoming round. Glancing around at the audience, several wide-eyed discussions were taking place obviously discussing the battle occurring within the ring. I thought it funny, the guys were talking amongst themselves, and the girls had their own discussion going. I’d love to been a fly on the wall hearing the discussion of what the women thought of the fight thus far. Again, I didn’t need to see the scorecard to know that Nadia got the best of that round. They both quickly downed some water and poured some down across the fronts of their bodies, then quickly turned to face each other awaiting the beginning of the next round. I could see that Amanda covered her breasts back up with her bra but you could clearly see the bulge of the abused nipple protruding outward into the pink-laced material. Nadia appeared to be in fine shape as the bell rang to begin round four.

Round four began the same as the first three, circling, dancing in and out, and trying to avoid giving the other the big round. After a minute of dancing around the ring, they once again moved forward and engaged each other trying to mount an offensive. Nadia reached out and gripped her fingers onto the swollen object being covered by the lacy bra and began squeezing and twisting at it right through the silky material. Amanda unable to dance away from the gripping fingers started slamming her right fist low into the panty covered region of Nadia’s mid-section. Amanda would grunt with each wrenching twist of the nipple she was receiving, and Nadia would grunt each time Amanda’s fist slammed low into her gut. The slamming of the fist seemed to be taking its toll as Nadia reached out with her left hand placing it around the back of Amanda’s neck and appeared as if she was utilizing this to stay on her feet. She also continued to twist on the engorged nipple, but not with the same zeal as she had just seconds earlier. With her left nipple being twisted, Amanda rested her head on Nadia’s left shoulder and continued to slam her fist just beneath the waistband of the panty line. After approximately ten solid blows had connected, Nadia slumped to her knees but maintained her right-handed grip on the bra-covered nipple. Amanda dropped to her knees mainly out of necessity to continue with the assault on the weakening Nadia. Amanda took her right hand and again slid it down inside the panties of Nadia and went to work. Nadia squealed and groaned as Amanda attached her hand onto the short hairs and started tugging and twisting. Nadia attempted to back her lower half away but howled loudly as Amanda jerked her back forwards painfully by her bush. Finding she was quickly beginning to lose the round, Nadia moved her hand downward inserting it inside the snuggly fit panty of Amanda and began a pulling and twisting motion of the hairs within. Both girls were now resting their heads on the other’s shoulders while painfully pulling and twisting the pubic hairs of their opponent. You could tell when one or the other was being particularly effective by the sounds they would make. I for the first time thought it amusing that when Nadia moaned or groaned, she did so with a Ukrainian accent. Both young warriors were glistening with sweat; heads on shoulders facing outward, with eyes clenched tightly giving it their best effort with their right hands. It now appeared as though they were taking turns working on each other. Nadia would wail as you saw Amanda’s hand twist within the white panties covering Nadia’s crotch, then it was Amanda’s turn to howl as a similar movement was detected from beneath the pink panties. Amanda pulled, then Nadia, and then Amanda once again. Finally, Nadia did not respond, and Amanda managed to get in another hard yank, and then another. Seizing the slight advantage, she thrust forward knocking Nadia onto her back and positioned herself between Nadia’s thighs and directed a hard knuckle thrust into Nadia’s crotch. Positioned perfectly, Nadia’s thighs were wedged where she couldn’t close them and again Amanda slammed her knuckles hard into the panty-covered crotch. With each impact, Nadia would work her way backwards upon her back across the mat, and the meat of her killer thighs would quake slightly. Amanda exposed the pussy by moving the panty material to the side and drove her knuckles hard into the naked crotch of Nadia. As Nadia inched forward, Amanda moved forward with her and pounded her knuckles between the thighs penetrating the lips of the exposed pussy. Nadia’s Ukrainian cries filled the room as Amanda continued to pound and jab at the unprotected target. Amanda then altered the position of her hand and started to jab her stiffened thumb at the pussy. Each thrust and jab of the thumb was penetrating and stabbing into the moistened slit causing all sorts of agony for Nadia. Having inched her way over into the corner, Amanda got up, spun Nadia around, and climbed through the ropes dropping to the floor outside of the ring. Placing a leg on either side of the corner post, Amanda grasped hold of both ankles and pulled as hard as she could, dragging Nadia across the mat before her crotch was slammed hard into the metal corner post. Nadia sat up and then threw her head backwards onto the mat from the painful blow just delivered to her crotch. Amanda placed her hands on Nadia’s upper thighs shoving her away from the pole as the bell sounded to end the fourth, but she grasped back onto the ankles and pulled her forward again slamming her naked crotch back into the metal post to conclude the round.

What a fight so far, truly living up to expectations. Amanda returned to her corner looking good and confident, and why shouldn’t she. She won all of her previous fights convincingly by gaining a submission and no doubt expected the same this evening. Utilizing her knowledge and going after Nadia’s weakness, I’m sure she felt she had Nadia’s number. Nadia meanwhile remained in a prone position on her back with both hands holding onto her aching crotch. Speaking of crotches, I glanced downward and noticed a wet spot had developed on my shorts as the ache in my crotch had begun to ooze. Again, Amanda freshened up in her corner and drank in some fluids while Nadia had just managed to pull herself up to her knees and reset her panties just as the bell rang to begin the fifth.

The bell rang to start round five and Amanda rushed across the ring to immediately engage while Nadia was on her knees and still facing the corner. Reaching her, she raised her right knee slamming it into Nadia’s back forcing her face first into the ropes in the corner. A second knee had her flopped across the middle rope with her arms hanging outside the ring with the ropes supporting her by the pits of her arms. Amanda bent forward and wrapped her arms around Nadia’s legs and with the support provided from the ropes, raised Nadia’s torso off the mat and held her in an elevated position facing downward above the mat. Shifting her hold on the legs downward towards the knees, she lifted her own right knee sending it crunching into Nadia’s crotch forcing the ropes and Nadia’s body to shake. Amanda drove her knee upward again smashing it into the crotch and then let go allowing Nadia’s body to fall to the canvas where she rolled off and away from the ropes clutching at her crotch. Amanda began to showboat and strutted around the ring with hands raised above her head in victory. Some audience members cheered and played along while Nadia slowly tried to gather her wits and pulled herself up into a kneeling position. Finally ready to resume her attack, she approached Nadia only to be met with a solid right fist smashing below the waistband of her pink panties. Amanda was caught off guard and momentarily stunned by the blow, meanwhile Nadia thrust her fist forward again landing solidly into the lower mid-section. Amanda reached out placing her left hand on Nadia’s shoulder for support and received another hard blow crashing into her lower mid-section forcing her to drop down to her knees in front of Nadia. Trying to gain the advantage, Nadia grasped onto the back of Amanda’s thick mane pulling her over backward to the mat, and latched her right hand onto the pink laced bra uncovering the swollen left nipple and went to work. Positioned to Amanda’s right, Nadia was out of harms way from the kicking and thrashing around Amanda was doing as Nadia pinched and wrenched upon the swollen tip. Amanda reached up trying to pull the vice-like hand from her tit, but was met with a hard knee to the rib cage. Nadia was working the nail of her thumb very hard and Amanda finally turned onto her left side facing away from Nadia. The momentary relief was quickly over as Nadia reached over her prone body and dug back into the blackish looking nipple. Again trying to free her nipple without success, she desperately slammed her right elbow backward hitting Nadia well below the waistband of the panty. Sensing her opportunity, she again threw her elbow backward crashing into Nadia forcing her to release her grip on the nipple. Nadia tried to get to her feet to escape but Amanda grabbed hold of the back of Nadia’s bikini bottoms pulling her back down to the canvas. Amanda quickly scrambled to her knees and they were now facing each other, breathing heavily and covered in sweat. Leaning into each other, Nadia went back to digging her nail into the engorged nipple; Amanda slid her hand down inside Nadia’s panties working the crotch. Sounds from both ladies filled the room, but they didn’t quite sound like the painful moans each made earlier. Although they were both in pain and getting damaged, it seemed as though each had become oblivious to it and it had all changed over to grunts of exertion and effort. Whatever the reasons, we were being treated to a magnificent sight as both young ladies were painfully giving it their best. Amanda reached her left hand up to Nadia’s hair and pulled and they both tumbled over onto their side with neither losing their grip. Amanda managed to roll herself onto the top position and get Nadia on her back. They both continued to mount an offensive on one another and maintained the non-stop grunting, and I had a fantastic view as I looked directly up between Nadia’s awesome thighs and could see the handiwork being performed within her panties. From the body movements of each combatant neither seemed to be working their way towards an escape, but more towards leverage and a better position for their attack. As I viewed Amanda viciously yank and twist at the hairs of Nadia’s mound, I tugged and twisted at my own as I reached the point of fulfillment and unloaded freely within my shorts. The sight of the hand working feverishly beneath those panties and between those heavenly thighs was more than I could handle. Both girls were working each other hard as the bell sounded ending a great fifth round.

What a round, Nadia on the verge of defeat and given time to recover due to silly ring antics by Amanda. The fight seemed to move on to a new dimension from the sounds that filled the room. The crowd was certainly abuzz and filled with the excitement of it all so far. Both girls stood facing forward towards their corners with arms resting on the top rope and head facing down toward the mat. They both were sweating profusely and looked a little fatigued. Unlike the previous bouts, I had the temperature of the room set higher, 78 degrees, and with the bright lights glaring on the ring, it had to be close to 90 or more. Almost as if on cue, they each turned around and leaned back against the ropes and rested their arms outstretched along the top and glared menacingly at one another. They were beautiful. Each ladies hair was damp with sweat and was starting to hang in clumped strands. Their bodies glistened as the lights shined brightly upon the wetness that covered them, and while not noticeably marked up, I could see that a crimson spot had appeared on the outside of the pink laced bra covering Amanda’s left breast. Evidently while I was getting off watching Nadia’s crotch get mauled, Nadia broke some skin and started a trickle of blood to ooze from the abused beef tip. Neither women toweled themselves down or drank any water during this break. Both seemed intent on getting it on back in the center of the ring. The bell sounded and round six was beginning.

As mentioned earlier, the bout crossed over into a new dimension and the girls were no longer in the dancing mood. They came together in the center of the ring and went on the attack. Both sweat soaked bodies lunged forwards into each other with hands busily reaching and grasping at the intended targets. Loud grunting sounds filled the room as Amanda’s right hand went down inside the white lace panties and began tugging and pulling at the pubic hairs, Nadia’s right hand shot up and grasped onto the bloodstained marking on the lace cup and began twisting and pulling at the oversized tip beneath. With pained and determined looks upon their faces, they again were working hard at destroying their areas of focus, hoping that their work eventually would lead to a victory. Judging from the movements of Nadia’s legs, I believe Amanda was getting the best of things as Nadia was starting to focus more on opening and closing her thighs than working on Amanda’s nipple. Sensing the round possibly slipping away, she quickly moved her hand downward sliding it inside the pink panty covering Amanda’s crotch and began furiously tugging at her pubic hair. Both young ladies were fully involved in a crotch battle and each was now doing the thigh dance trying to halt the momentum of the other. Nadia started pushing forward into Amanda and slowly started driving her backward towards the corner. Each continued to pull and twist at the hairs of her opponent while continuing the journey across the ring. With Amanda finally backed up into the corner, Nadia released her grip of the crotch and delivered a hard right fist low into the mid-section. Her own hairs still firmly being yanked on, she fired another right hand solidly crashing just below the waistline of the pink-laced material. Her crotch now freed, Nadia took a half step backward and delivered a vicious right knee squarely into the pink covered mound between Amanda’s legs dropping her to the canvas on the seat of her sweet ass. Pulled back to her feet by the hair, Nadia delivered another well-placed bomb that exploded between the thighs and had her collapsing forward into Nadia’s arms. Releasing her, Amanda crumpled face first to the canvas and was fetal cupping her pounded crotch. Nadia grasped Amanda by the ankles and spun her around, and now she climbed out of the ring and grabbed hold of Amanda’s ankles. Set up just right, Nadia pulled and slammed Amanda crotch first against the metal corner post. Amanda cried out and reached down trying to ease the pain that was throbbing between her legs. Nadia reached up into the ring and attached her fingers back onto the stained area of the bra and started wrenching the swollen nipple back and forth as Amanda thrashed and tried to scoot away. Nadia prevented her escape by grasping hold of the ankle, then secured the other and pulled hard forcing Amanda’s crotch back into the metal post. Nadia quickly jumped up on the apron of the ring, re-entered the squared circle, and dragged Amanda away from the corner post by the hair. She then reached down and grabbing Amanda by the legs and lifted her and placed her legs across the center ropes to support her. Grasping back onto her firmly around the torso, she raised her higher and hung her legs across the top rope, held in place at the bend of her knees. Nadia placed her hands upon Amanda’s knees and drove her right knee hard into the tanned flesh of the mid-section. Backing up slightly, she quickly moved forward and slammed her knee again into the unprotected belly. Moving in closer, she slid her hand upward inside the pink panties and began to pull and twist vigorously at the hairs covering Amanda’s pubic mound. Amanda could only reach up trying to cover herself and thrust her pelvis forward from the hanging position she was in. Nadia, to my benefit, was just off center to the side working the hand mercilessly at the crotch, providing me a clear view of the motion within the lacy panty. Removing her hand, she grasped at the material between Amanda’s legs bunching the material together and yanked down hard on the pink material, piercing the lips of the pussy and wedging the panty inside. Lifting upward slightly, she again pulled downward driving the material deep into her womanhood and jerked mightily back and forth working it roughly across her insides. Pulling back up on the material, she again thrust it downward splitting the lips of the crack and penetrating deeply inside the pussy, then working it back and forth. Fortunately for Amanda, the bell sounded to end the sixth round. Before Nadia returned to her corner, she helped remove Amanda’s left leg from the top rope. This was not done with helpful intentions, it happened to spread her legs a little further apart and provided her an opportunity to slam her right fist hard into the widely exposed crotch. She then removed the other leg allowing her to fall to the mat finally ending an exciting sixth.

Amanda lay crumpled in the corner, rolling around slightly holding her crotch. Nadia returned to her corner and rested her right foot on the bottom rope looking downward at the mat with her hands outstretched holding onto the top ropes. This had been a good round for her and she stood there looking composed and focused. Through six rounds, I was satisfied that everyone had received their moneys worth and more. They certainly knew how to put on a great show. With trying to keep an eye on all the action taking place within the ring, I was having a difficult time paying attention to the reactions of our female guests, and I’ll have to check the film afterwards, but I thought I caught a glimpse of the one next to me groping and rubbing on her crotch during the last round. She appeared to be smiling and enjoying herself, so hopefully this is all a good sign and she’ll have an interest in climbing into the ring herself at a later date. I know I’d like to see her in lingerie involved in a good catfight. Nadia guzzled from her water bottle and then drenched the front of her body with the remains of the bottle before tossing it aside. Round seven was about to begin and Amanda was just pulling herself back onto her feet.

The bell sounded beginning the seventh and Nadia crossed the ring meeting Amanda in the corner. Nadia grabbed Amanda by the back of her hair and pulled backward leaning her into the corner turnbuckle. She reached up grabbing hold of the front of the bra lifting it upwards exposing both of Amanda’s breasts. Still yanking on her hair with the left, she started to dig and gouge at the nipple with her right. Amanda struggled to remove the hand that was tearing and cutting at her slightly bloody tip, but was not having much success. Nadia pinched and twisted on it with the nails of her thumb and finger cutting into the skin, which was increasing the effect of her grip. Sweat was mixed with blood as it trickled down across the flesh of the left breast. The intenseness of the stinging feeling within her left nipple was increased as sweat worked its way into the small cuts leaking the trickle of blood. Unable to pry the hand from her aching tit, she had to mount an offensive of her own to counteract that of Nadia’s. Sticking to what seemed to be working best for her, she worked her right hand downward slipping it back inside the white-laced panties of Nadia. Both ladies sounds filled the room as Nadia cut and dug at the slightly bloodied tip of Amanda’s magnificent breast, and Amanda twisted her hand left and right pulling at the trimmed blonde hairs of Nadia’s mound. Slowly but surely Amanda appeared to be gaining the upper hand as Nadia’s attack began to slow and she again started opening and closing her thighs. Nadia had now discontinued her attack and was trying to remove the twisting and turning hand from her panties. Amanda yanked and turned as Nadia went to her knees in an attempt to free herself from the painful grasp. Amanda dropped down with her to maintain the white-knuckled grip she held on the pubic region and to press her advantage. Nadia attempted to retaliate in kind, but Amanda forced her over onto her back and quickly moved around shifting her position. Trapping Nadia’s right arm beneath her legs, Amanda leaned forward holding Nadia’s less powerful left arm down with her left and worked the right unmercifully yanking upon the hairs of her crotch. I felt like they were purposely going out of their way to accommodate me because there it was, only about 4 feet in front of me at eye level, a between the thighs shot at the twisting and mauling of the crotch. Nadia thrashed around trying to relieve the pressure, providing me a visual pleasure watching her raise her right leg into the air and bring it back down pounding her foot into the canvas. It was the ultimate turn on for me to see the meat of her thigh quake and jiggle from the impact with the mat. Adding to my visual excitement was the view she was providing me by opening her legs as she had swung her left leg as far to the left as possible and had it laying over on its side. Nadia provided the view and Amanda was putting on the show as she twisted and pulled upward forcing Nadia to raise her ass up off the canvas, and grunt painfully before settling back down to the mat where she stomped her foot repeatedly. Her right thigh was dancing, and unconsciously, I was yanking and pulling on my crotch again. Amanda continued to twist and turn her hand, then lift upward forcing Nadia to raise upward onto her toes lifting her torso off the mat, then fall back down while pounding her foot onto the canvas. The thigh meat shook, and I exploded for the second time for the evening. As the end of the round neared, Amanda rolled over and out of the ring, secured Nadia by the ankle, and then the other, and pulled, thrusting her crotch first against the steel corner post. A Ukrainian moan filled the room as the white panty covered crotch thumped hard into the cold steel. Rising up on her toes trying to push herself away only put her back in position for another. Amanda obligingly grabbed hold of the ankles and yanked hard sliding her forward and slamming the crotch back into the steel pole. Amanda continued her hold upon Nadia’s ankles and pulled while forcing and grinding her crotch against the cold steel. Nadia arched her back placing pressure upon her shoulders while howling painfully from the attack upon her crotch region. For Nadia’s sake, the bell rang to end the seventh just as Amanda was climbing back into the ring to continue the pounding.

Amanda returned to her corner with a bounce in her step as she recovered nicely to win a round in which she was initially in trouble. She took a damp towel and applied it gingerly to her left breast to soothe the burning pain and clean up her bloodied beef tip. Nadia meanwhile remained prone on her back stomping her foot to the canvas with her hand held between her legs. While enjoying the sight of her right in front of me, I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on within her head. Knowing that one of her best rounds and all of Amanda’s were while working the crotch, why did she keep going back to the breast which didn’t seem to be nearly as effective. Was she throwing the fight? Amanda quickly downed some cold water and placed her breasts back inside her bra, and turned to face her opponent who was still on her back as the eighth round began.

As the bell sounded to begin round eight, Amanda climbed through the ropes, jumped down to the floor, and walked around the ring to Nadia’s corner. Slowly trying to rise, Amanda grabbed back onto the ankles and pulled Nadia hard slamming her crotch back into the metal post to begin the round. Amanda turned and faced us with her hands raised above her head beginning to proclaim victory while Nadia lay with her awesome thighs wrapped around the steel post. Amanda wasted close to a minute celebrating and posing for those that cheered her on, I on the other hand found myself secretly hoping for a comeback. Amanda finally re-entered the ring and stood tall above Nadia looking downward. She lifted her right foot and stomped the heel hard into Nadia’s right tit smashing it flat into her chest. Nadia moaned loudly as she grabbed hold of her tit and attempted to turn away but was unable to do so because of the thigh hug she had on the pole. Amanda dropped to her knees and removed Nadia’s right hand from her tit and pinned the arm outward to her side beneath the weight of her left knee. Removing Nadia’s left hand from the tit, Amanda placed her right knee atop the right breast of Nadia and pressed down hard. Using the added force of her body weight, Amanda drove the knee downward, grinding and painfully flattening Nadia’s beautiful breast. Nadia howled in agony from the pressure being applied by the knee and had no way of relieving that pressure. Amanda rose up slightly and dropped back down driving the knee painfully into the aching target. The sounds Nadia was making told us how much she was hurting. Removing her knee from the breast, Amanda pulled Nadia over onto her right side holding her in place with the strong grip she had on Nadia’s left arm. Using her right hand, she reached down and uncovered the right breast allowing the tit to fall from the white-laced harness. Oh hell, I knew what was coming next. Unsupported by the bra, gravity had her tit resting on the canvas and Amanda placed her knee onto the breast meat and forced all of her weight down onto her right knee crushing the tit beneath it into the canvas. Like a foot putting out a cigarette butt, Amanda ground her knee in pinching and crushing the tit, grinding the soft skin into the rough canvassed material. Nadia was in agony and Amanda was being skillfully brutal. Lifting up slightly, she again thrust all of her weight down onto the right knee smashing the tit flesh into the canvas. Nadia was groaning and screaming out something in Ukrainian that I did not understand, and I knew she couldn’t take much more of this torture. Looking at the clock I saw that only seconds were remaining but again the knee came crushing downward onto the naked meat eliciting a cry of pain and more of the Ukrainian dialect. The bell sounded to end the round but Amanda continued to mash at the tit grinding it into the canvas. I had to reach through the ropes and pull Amanda off of her as she fought me the whole way. Reluctantly Amanda walked away and Nadia lie there painfully in trouble.

Being the kind and caring guy that I am, I helped remove Nadia’s thighs from the corner post as she lied upon her back holding her damaged right tit and sobbed ever so slightly. Examining the breast as closely as I could I saw some minor abrasions on the outer portion of the breast due to the grinding motion into the roughened canvas. A large section of the meat was purple from the bruising already appearing from the pounding force applied to soft orb. I asked her if she was ready to throw in the towel and call it quits, but she shook her head from side to side indicating she was not. I assisted her into a sitting position and returned to my spot just outside the rings corner. Amanda began to holler at me from her corner as to how I was catering to, pampering her downed foe, and indicating she must be my precious little favorite. Although I knew I really didn’t have a favorite, and the best part of the match was the open view of Nadia’s crotch getting worked over, I wished that Nadia would knock some of the smart assed punk attitude out of her. Nadia courageously pulled herself up onto her feet just as the bell rang to begin round nine.

Nadia painfully placed her right tit back inside her bra and both women felt the pains of the material pressing against the damage they both received. Amanda stalked around the ring in pursuit of Nadia, who apparently had her wits and legs back as she was maneuvering around and out of harms way. A full minute plus into the round and Nadia successfully dodged the attacking Amanda. Amanda eventually and smartly cut off the ring and finally cornered Nadia with about a minute and a half left. You could see Nadia’s body tense up as Amanda reached out grabbing hold of the right tit and begin squeezing and twisting at the bruised orb. Nadia screamed out painfully while grabbing at Amanda’s hand trying to relieve the pressure, but couldn’t pull it away from her chest. Her next response was to reach up and twist and turn on the swollen nipple upon Amanda’s chest. They both moaned and grunted as they worked at destroying the others magnificent breast. Nadia wrenched and twisted at the fattened unit turning left and right and uncovering the tit from the sexy pink material. Attached back onto the naked tip, Nadia ripped at it with her nails forcing streams of blood to begin trickling downward across the soft meat of her breast. While that may have given a distorted appearance that she was winning the round, the pained look upon her face was telling me something different. Amanda crushed and twisted upon the bruised meat with her hand and fingers causing all sorts of discomfort for Nadia. The painful bruising must have penetrated deep into the flesh making the whole target extremely sensitive. Nadia gamely worked at the nipple but Amanda began squeezing on the damaged tit with both hands forcing Nadia to drop down onto her knees. Releasing her grip on the nipple she tried to pull Amanda’s hands from her chest with a minimal amount of success. Thinking a move ahead, Amanda allowed Nadia to remove the squeezing hand from her tit pushing them up and away. Pushing upwards on the hands exposed her chest and Amanda drove her left knee upward smashing into the bruised tit forcing Nadia to collapse agonizingly to the canvas. Pulling Nadia back to her knees by the hair, Amanda repositioned herself and lifted her more powerful right knee crushing into the discolored meat and sending Nadia back down to the mat. Abruptly the bell sounded ending what seemed to be an abbreviated round, saving Nadia again.

Nadia lay on her left side crumpled on the mat cupping her beaten right breast gingerly in her hands with tears running down her face. Amanda had the look of a champion and spent her time taunting and talking trash to me as if I was the one losing here. I was convinced she was suffering from a case of stupidity and I really held out hope that she’d get her ass kicked. I realized the round seemed short because nothing happened for the first minute and a half, which was good for Nadia. Amanda was continuing to talk trash and Nadia had gotten to her knees, but was bent over with her forehead resting on the canvas as the bell rang to begin round ten.

Amanda was not going to have to pursue Nadia this round as she was still bent over on the canvas. Amanda went over and grabbed Nadia by the hair with the right hand and grasped onto the upper portion of the right arm with her left and pulled Nadia to her feet. Amanda reached up uncovering the bruised and battered beef allowing it to hang painfully upon Nadia’s chest. Pulling her forward and bending her over at the waist, her bruised tit was dangling free presenting a totally exposed target. Set up perfectly, Amanda drove her right knee forcefully upward crushing the dangling target painfully to the chest. Nadia moaned long and hard as her tit bounced and shook on her chest. Amanda took aim delivering another crushing blow into the hanging tit forcing Nadia to collapse down onto her right knee. Pulled back up to her feet by the hair, Amanda led Nadia over to the corner providing me the best view and spun her around hanging her arms across the top ropes leaving her dangling defenseless before her. Looking directly at me mouthing some trash, Amanda unloaded a big right fist punching hard and landing square into the naked and bruised mammary. Nadia’s meat bounced and wobbled as she moaned and grunted painfully. Taunting and trash talking some more, she drew her fist back and slammed it forward solidly crushing the battered breast. Again Nadia moaned as the tit shook uncontrollably from the impact. Keeping my word to myself, I promised not to involve myself in the match so I remained quiet and if Nadia were going to submit, she’d need to do so without my prompting. Amanda delivered a vicious uppercut driving the tit upward with such force I thought it would tear it away from her chest. Permanently attached though, the tit rebounded bouncing and shaking like nothing I’d ever seen before. Unable to protect herself, Nadia hung limply in the corner absorbing a brutal breast-beating as Amanda pounded her fist into the darkened soft skin. If I had been her corner man I’d have thrown in the towel by now. Almost the entire tit was discolored, black and purple, and the fist was sinking deeply into the bruised flesh sending it bouncing and jiggling every which way. Grunting and groaning, she continued to withstand the beating she was receiving and refused to cave in. Apparently becoming a little frustrated, Amanda reached up grabbing the nipple of the beaten breast and pulled hard stretching the tit outward as far as she could and slammed her right fist upward hard into the overextended breast meat ripping it from her grasp. Nadia wailed from the new pain felt within her breast. The fist upper cutting the bruised flesh was one thing; the pain from her nipple being separated from the tight grip of the hand was another. Pulling and stretching the tit again, Amanda drove her fist downward slamming into the top of the breast ripping the nipple out of her clutching fingers and bouncing all around. Although it pained me to see this happening, I had to admire the well orchestrated and precision like job that Amanda was performing. Stretching the tit again, an upper cut landed solidly smacking into the bruised meat orbiting it upward. Reaching out and seizing the bouncing nipple, she pulled hard on the tip and connected with another overhead right smashing downward forcing the blackened meat to shake mightily upon her chest. Tears streamed down her cheek from the corner of her right eye, her bruised tit hung from her chest, and Amanda turned to taunt me some more. Time was quickly running down as I looked towards the clock, and Amanda was quick to notice. She grabbed hold of Nadia’s right leg and lifted it up and over the middle rope so it was resting at the bend of her knee. With the leg propped up, the crotch was left exposed and Amanda raised her right knee drilling her squarely in the panty-covered region causing her body and the ropes to shake violently. Knowing the right leg was propped up for my benefit of receiving the best view, she smashed her knee upward into the vulnerably exposed pussy and asked me how I liked witnessing that precious pussy I enjoyed so much getting pounded. The bell rang ending the tenth round but not without Amanda slamming her knee upward crashing back into lace covered mound one more time.

Amanda was cocky and full of herself as she returned to her corner. She probably had every right to be so. I wasn’t exactly keeping score myself, but I felt as if she had been dominating the bout and had to have a sizeable lead. Amanda shut up long enough to grab a cool, damp towel and apply it to her left breast and to gulp down some cold water. As dominant as she had been, the damage to the nipple apparently was hurting considerably by the expression upon her face when she tended to the nipple. Nadia meanwhile had to be in some serious pain. She was slowly working her way off the corner ropes and trying to tend to her damaged regions. Finally freeing herself and resting forward upon the ropes facing me, I was getting an eyeful of just how much damage had been done so far. The right tit was so discolored and swollen it looked grotesque. It appeared as though the sheer weight of the breast hanging from the chest was causing some major pain and discomfort. The looks of the tit made me forget that Amanda had worked her crotch over pretty good thus far which had to add to her misery. The bell rang to begin the eleventh round.

Amanda strutted across the ring to engage Nadia who was still resting upon the top rope and began running her mouth at me again. It was beginning to seem as though this was all personal towards me. Her preoccupation with me didn’t help her situation as Nadia attempted to take advantage of this and rammed her elbow backward smashing it hard into Amanda’s damaged left tit. Amanda quickly shut up her trash talk and backed away clutching at her tit. Nadia advanced upon her quickly driving her right knee upward smashing it into the mid-section doubling her over. Nadia grabbed hold of the hair and positioned herself to Amanda’s left and raised the knee back up into the mid-section, over and over again. Amanda was grunting loudly with each impact as Nadia’s knee slammed into her tanned flesh. Trying to cover up her stomach, the left breast was left unprotected and knee found the new target as it slammed upward smashing the damaged tit flat against the chest and knocking it out of the bra allowing it to dangle free and bounce around. Nadia had Amanda in trouble and I was happy about it. Nadia stuck out her hip flipping Amanda over hard to the canvas. It must have hurt as she arched her body upward reaching for the small of her back. Nadia reached down tightly grabbing the damaged and swollen nipple and agonizingly pulled Amanda back to her feet. The scream of pain that filled the room caused goose bumps to form on my arms. Still in control of the nipple, Nadia pulled and yanked hard downward forcing Amanda to bend over at the waist. While bending over forward she was met with a hard right knee that sent her falling towards the canvas. Amanda was trying to fall over to the side as Nadia was maintaining the tight grip on the oversized beef tip. The pain must have been excruciating as Amanda screamed while her tit was being stretched and contorted into an unimaginable form. The unrelenting grip on her nipple quickly brought her back to her feet and Nadia worked her backwards into the corner. Placing her arms across the top ropes, Amanda was set up defenseless for a beating. Nadia brought back her right fist and slammed it forward hard into the tanned belly of Amanda. Grunting from the impact, her body shook as she hung with her armpits resting atop the ropes. Another loud grunting oouf filled the room as her mid-section was on the receiving end of another hard right. A frightful yell came from her mouth as her tit was pulled painfully down towards the mat as Nadia gripped tightly onto the nipple. The facial expressions on Amanda’s face indicated how painful the twisting and pulling motions were hurting her damaged tit. Amanda had been suffering from this assault the entire round and only a half-minute remained. Nadia, also aware of the time, lifted Amanda’s left leg propping it up across the center rope and pounded her right knee hard into the pink covered crotch. Pay back was a bitch, wasn’t it? The ropes and the hanging body of Amanda shook mightily from the impact. Taking a half step backward to reload, she shot forward thumping the knee solidly again into the pink laced panty of the widely exposed crotch. One more time, Nadia launched her knee upward exploding into Amanda’s pussy as the bell sounded ending the eleventh round.

I couldn’t have been happier as Nadia came back and pounded away on the smart ass. The crowd seemed to be all-abuzz about it also. Nadia appeared to have regained some of the energy she had been missing in previous rounds and this was hopefully a good sign heading into these final rounds. The smart ass painfully was trying to remove herself from the corner ropes, quietly I might add, and after the pounding she had just received. Her nipple was thick and huge and blood oozed from the damaged tip as she slowly retreated to her corner. Meanwhile, Nadia grimaced in pain as she took her own damaged breast and placed it back inside her bra. The darkish meat of her breast and the white of the bra made for quite a contrast of color. Nadia drank down some cold water for the first time in several round and she looked as if she really needed it. The pounding and the heat of the arena surely sapped much of her strength and energy. Amanda’s damaged tit was obviously painful as she gingerly covered the tit back up with the bra. Her swollen nipple still stuck out into the lacy material and the red spot was not much larger. We were soon ready again and the bell sounded to begin the twelfth.

Twelve began with Nadia being a bit more aggressive and Amanda in a mode of retreat. Evidently still hurting from the last round, she did not appear to be anxious to mix it up. Moving around quickly, she was doing an excellent job of dodging and avoiding Nadia’s advances. After dancing out of harms way for nearly a minute, Amanda finally got trapped in the corner and Nadia moved in. Amanda cried out painfully as Nadia pinched hold of the red stained bra covering the damaged beef tip and began squeezing and twisting unmercifully. Grabbing Nadia’s wrist, she was unsuccessful at her attempt to remove the vice-like hand from her breast. Desperate to relieve the burning sensation within her breast, she began to flail wildly, punching at the hands working her breast and anything else she could hit. Nadia continued to twist and tug at the sore nipple as Amanda finally got lucky and landed a solid punch that smashed into the damaged meat of Nadia’s right breast. A painful cry came from Nadia as she released the nipple and reached up clutching her wounded tit. Freed from the painful grasp of Nadia, Amanda reversed positions and forced Nadia backward into the turnbuckle securing a two-handed grip on the sore and tender breast and squeezed painfully hard. Nadia yelled in agony as Amanda pressed the tips of her fingers deep into the bruised and tender flesh of the right breast. Slowly Nadia was forced downward onto her knees from the pressure Amanda was placing upon her tit. Continuing to crush the tit within her hands, Amanda forced Nadia off her knees and had her prone on her back and stomping her foot into the canvas. About a minute remained in the round and things were not looking very good but Nadia managed to grasp hold of the fattened nipple again and this lightened the pressure being applied to her own tit. Amanda squealed and moved her left hand over to try to free her nipple from Nadia’s hand. They each maintained a grip on the other with their right hands while trying to ease some relief into their own with the lefts. Amanda on her knees looking downward, squeezed torturously at the tit of Nadia while Nadia reached upward and pulled downward on the engorged tip of Amanda’s breast. Stuck in a wailing and moaning stalemate, Amanda released the grip on the swollen mammary and moved her hand down inside the white panties of Nadia. Grabbing hold of the pubic hairs within, she pulled and twisted viciously forcing Nadia to rise upward with the pulling motion and to release the grip she held on Amanda’s nipple. Maintaining a vicious upward yanking motion, Nadia had her lower section raised up off the canvas and was up on the toes of both feet. She was reaching upward with her right hand trying to get at the hand working within her panties and moving her knees in and out trying to close her thighs on the tugging fingers. Amanda relaxed her grip slightly allowing Nadia to ease back down to the mat, but continued to twist and turn on the hairs covering the crotch. Again I was treated to an eve level view of the twisting and turning motion occurring beneath the white-laced panty. Although the smart ass had taken control, I couldn’t help but feel that this was the greatest thing in the world that could happen. Those thighs working back and forth and that crotch getting the hairs painfully ripped and pulled on, what a beautiful sight. Nadia pounded her right fist to the mat and I squeezed hard on my crotch as I reached a joyful climax witnessing this erotic hold. Lifted back off the canvas by the short hairs, Nadia again screamed out in a foreign dialect and opened her thighs wide while rising up onto her toes. Driven back down to the mat, Amanda was putting on the greatest show on earth as she worked the hand beneath the lacy material pulling and holding tightly onto those blondish hairs. Nadia repeatedly smacked her hand on the canvas crying out and uttering something in Ukrainian as the bell sounded ending an enjoyable round twelve.

My mind was swimming in ecstasy as that had to be the most beautiful and one of the most devastating maneuvers to watch. As much as I am rooting for her to lose, I couldn’t help but admire and cheer on Amanda as she put on such a visual display of erotic brutality. I’m sure that a lot of it is just in my own mind, but Nadia has what I feel are the greatest thighs I’ve ever laid eyes upon and watching her work them in conjunction with her pussy getting ravaged was the ultimate fantasy come true. I hoped my cameras were able to get it on film as well as what I was able to witness it in person. I can picture myself losing it many times during that segment, over and over. Amanda returned to her corner applying a cool damp towel to her burning breast trying to soothe and ease the pain that throbbed throughout her swollen tip. Nadia lay prone on her back with her knees pointed outward allowing me to enjoy a wide-open view of her crotch as she clutched and gently massaged on it. With her thighs spread as they were I could catch a small glimpse of the pubic mound area and I could see that it appeared to be extremely red and irritated looking and had what appeared to be numerous claw marks. Amanda was leaving no room for chance; she came prepared, in better shape, and with a real attitude. She also was putting together a real masterpiece of a performance as she masterfully worked over a few different parts of the body, damaging each and making them highly effective areas of her attack. Nadia finally began to slowly get back up, and the bell rang to begin the thirteenth round just as she managed to get back to her feet.

Charging across the ring quickly, Amanda launched a hard right fist targeting the lace covered right breast of Nadia dropping her to the canvas reaching for her bruised meat and crying out in pain. Amanda reached down and lifted Nadia onto her knees by the hair and drove her right knee crashing into the tortured breast that sent Nadia over backward hard to the canvas. Nadia lie prone on her back grabbing hold and trying to ease the pain throbbing within her battered tit. Amanda stormed over towards me and began to taunt and talk shit about how she was whipping my girls ass and there’d be no after fight activities for me tonight after she was through. Returning to the battle at hand, she approached Nadia who was still on her back but was able to lift her right leg and thrust her foot forward slamming it against the crotch of the unsuspecting Amanda. Stunned by the blow and bent forward clutching her mound, Amanda got a little too close and Nadia grabbed hold of the nipple area of the left tit and pulled hard forcing Amanda to join her on the canvas. Cries filled the room as Amanda wailed from the pain searing through her damaged tit. Nadia rolled herself over gaining an upper position and forcing Amanda onto her back. As she did, Nadia managed to uncover the tit allowing the meat to fall free from the lacy bra. Amanda kicked and screamed as Nadia twisted and tugged at the oversized nipple causing a trickle of blood to begin flowing again. Nadia got up into a kneeling position and worked Amanda over onto her side so her bleeding tit rested upon the canvas. Reaching down she secured a tight grip on the nipple and pulled on it stretching the tit as far as she could, then placed her right knee on top of the blood covered unit. Amanda howled in sheer agony as Nadia shifted all of her 124 pounds onto her right knee crushing the beef tip into the canvas. Keeping her weight on the knee, she worked the knee, twisting and grinding the damaged tip painfully into the roughened texture of the canvas forcing a screaming and tearful submission from Amanda. I couldn’t believe it, Amanda submitted. Amanda hollered her submission again but Nadia continued to grind her knee hard at the bloody tip. I entered the ring and pulled a possessed Nadia off of Amanda who rolled over onto her back sobbing and holding onto her damaged breast. Nadia stalked around the ring wanting some more of Amanda and had to be restrained. I couldn’t believe it; the end came surprisingly quick and with a different ending than what I thought was going to occur. Amanda was in total control and brutal and then bam, what a finish to a great bout. Nadia slowly calmed herself down and out of her frenzy and began to smile and enjoy the fruits of her victory while Amanda continued to hold onto her badly beaten breast. I made the announcement that the winner of bout by submission in the thirteenth round and the newly crowned Queen of the Ring was Nadia. The crowd roared their approval as they were just caught up in the entire goings on and the intenseness of the battle. I’m sure everyone felt they received their monies worth with just this one fight. I went and retrieved a damp towel and Amanda’s robe and went over to her prone body and assisted while the champion danced around the ring receiving her well-earned honors from the cheering crowd. The girls soon retreated to their dressing rooms and I hung around milling about with the crowd for about 30 minutes after the bout. Everyone seemed impressed by the show they just witnessed and were anxious for me to put on another. Speaking with some of the female guests, I was pleased to hear that 5 of the 6 were very excited by everything they witnessed this evening and would be willing participants in future events and wanted me to hook them up as soon as possible. This was good news as $$ signs were forming within my head as the thought of the profiteering promoter started crossing my mind. I thanked everyone for coming, told the girls I’d contact them on Monday and headed off towards the dressing rooms.

I popped into Amanda’s dressing room first to see how she was doing and to pay her the loser’s portion of the gate. She shocked me with her demeanor, as she was very quiet and polite during our conversation. She was still dressed in her battle garb kicked back comfortably on a sofa treating her left tit gingerly with a warm damp towel. She willingly removed the towel so I could examine her breast and Nadia had really done a superb job of working that baby over. The nipple was swollen to the size of the twist top bottle cap on my 20 oz soft drink, was a deep purple in color from the bruising, and had several small opened wounds on it and the surrounding areola. She seemed to be a little down and I tried to lift her spirits by telling her what a terrific job she had done out there and that she should be proud of her performance. I told her how I thought she dominated the match and probably would have won had she concentrated on the match rather than yelling over at me. She smiled sheepishly and admitted that she felt she had kicked Nadia’s ass pretty good and I told her that I agreed. I also told her how much I enjoyed her performance of breast and crotch destruction and how I had cheered her as she worked Nadia’s crotch. This somewhat raised her spirits slightly, but couldn’t totally overcome her frustration of the defeat. She told me she’d have to resign her position at work because she didn’t feel she could work with Nadia any longer, I told her I understood and reluctantly accepted her resignation. I asked if she’d be interested in any future bouts and she said she’d let me know. Right now, she just wanted some time to think and to heal, and that I call her in a couple of weeks. I kissed her on the forehead, wished her the best of luck and left.

I hurried down the hall and entered the dressing room of Nadia. She sat all curled up in a soft comfortable chair with her head resting upon the armrest. She too was still dressed in her battle garb and looked like anything but the victor of this hard fought battle. I attempted to get her to move to the sofa so I could examine her, but she was refusing to uncoil and move from the chair. I tried to lure her over with the 5 grand she had just won, but was unsuccessful. She had just cleared more money in one hour’s time than she clears at work in 3 ½ months, but she wouldn’t get up. I quickly became concerned and physically removed her from the chair and placed her on the sofa. I knew immediately that she was fine as she cursed and fought me the entire time, and then rolled over onto her side once on the sofa. Coaxing her onto her back, I gently removed the white-laced bra from her bruised right tit as she flinched and winced from the pain. It was quite swollen and discolored from the pounding that Amanda handed her. Just looking at it made my own chest ache. Amanda did quite a number on that tit. Working my way downward, I gently uncovered her crotch as she squirmed around painfully as I did so. Amanda had scratched her up pretty good, as multiple claw marks were extremely visible all over and around her neatly trimmed blonde bush. There were many small bumps that appeared to be infected hair follicles that were red and irritated from the torture that Amanda applied. She had gotten her ass stomped pretty badly and would have lost the bout horribly had it not been for Amanda’s arrogance and cockiness. I carefully placed a warm damp rag upon her mound and told her what a great fight she had put on for everyone. She smiled and whispered that she was the champ. While holding the rag in place I slowly worked my fingers downward gently stroking and rubbing on her moistened pussy. Getting the results I was seeking, she began to slowly gyrate her hips and thrust her pelvis upward as she responded to the rubbing motion. I moved my face to hers and began kissing and tonguing her on the neck and ear. She moved her hand along my leg and moved up inside the pant leg inside my gym short. She grabbed hold of my stiff cock and began to pull upon it and slowly jack me off. While she worked upon my stiffened rod I asked what the hell she was screaming out in her native tongue when she was being tortured during the match. I told her it really enhanced her performance and added to the excitement of the battle. She replied in a very aroused and sexual tone of voice while yanking hard upon my stiff cock that she quit, she gave up and submitted. I asked her if she had done so more than once, and she replied she submitted each and every time she hollered out agonizingly in foreign tongue. My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach. What a fucking dilemma, Amanda had actually won this war and no one that was there knew it. I was going to be wrestling with this one trying to decide what to do.

The End