Why is that when something seems to go right in your life, something always comes along and blindsides you. Three weeks had passed since that eventful night when Nadia took Erica apart as the main course and I got Kyoko and Sharon for desert. Well, what started out as a great month quickly turned to shit. This had become the month from hell when Murphy’s Law kicked in and found a permanent home within my little fight federation. You name it and everything had gone wrong. Yuki and Kyoko both packed up and returned to their native Japan. My stable of fighters has dwindled down to nine, and that was with a last minute addition. The defections within the ranks had me thinking that we were on the brink of total devastation. Veterans like Renee’, the Mistress of Darkness, Kimberly, and Patty all chose to quit and that was harmful in itself, but the ones that were cutting deep and hard to swallow were Belinda, Amanda, and the current Queen of the Ring, Karen. I couldn’t believe that Karen could quit prior to her title defense against Nadia, but as I learned, no amount of money was going to get her to stay. I’m wasn’t really sure what was at work here, but something smelled foul to have this kind of mass exodus, and to make matters worse, every one of those women were part of the contingent willing to fight in the extreme matches. Amanda, she was my original golden girl, the one that helped me build this little empire into what it is today. Needless to say, I was quite down in the mouth and headed into town to down a few at one of the local establishments.

While sitting at the bar, I took minor solace in that Belinda had at least brought me a replacement to fill her spot. I guess I could understand Belinda’s quitting because she never seemed to recover from her bouts with Erica. She had gone downhill ever since and that was a shame because she had so much potential and talent. She brought me her niece, whom I accepted willingly, although she was just seventeen years old. She told me that she had been training her for the past six months and would be willing to sign a waiver allowing her to compete. I was desperate so I told her I’d take her in. Unfortunately, I was having a hard time getting past the Karen and Amanda thing, and with my personal favorites of the Japanese duo fleeing the country. I was seriously on my way to getting drunk.

While sipping on a cold one, I was approached by a gentleman that I hadn’t a clue as to who the hell he was. He was kind enough, very polite and simply introduced himself as Jim. The bartender Michael had given him my name and pointed me out to him as to someone he might be interested in speaking to. Michael was a good paying customer of mine and I knew he wouldn’t do anything that would lead me into trouble. Jim explained to me that he was from the state of Idaho and was here with a contingent of delegates for the AFF convention in town, although many of the locals referred to them as the blue coats. I was cordial and welcomed him, but I was also being delayed from the process of getting drunk and I rudely asked him what he wanted with me. Jim went on to tell me that for the past nine years, he has held a little competition at these events and heard that I might be able to help him out this year. He was unable to get assigned to his regular hotel this year, one that I’m familiar with that has the extra large rooms. This created a minor dilemma for him so, Michael directed him my way. He continued that several years ago he happened upon a few of his young delegates arguing with some kids from some other states and it was beginning to get nasty quick. He brought them back to his hotel room so they could settle their differences and by doing so; accidentally hit on something that has now become a yearly tradition. He had grabbed my attention so I placed my drink down on the bar to listen some more.

I heard a wonderful story of how he had a couple of prima donnas back then, the Queen Bee’s of the roost so to speak, and they always seemed to clash with the Queen’s from the other states. He brought them together for a catfighting/wrestling tournament that one evening and started something that is now the highlight of the convention for him every year. It seems that first year had set the stage for the events that the wanna Bee fighters looked forward to from that point on. Those first bouts had created a legacy for the others to try and live up to, set the standard for the future years, and the girls look forward to representing their home states proudly. I was stunned, completely taken off guard by what he had told me, but I have to admit that being the male pig that I am, I was thoroughly intrigued and asked as to what I could do to help. He informed me that he always holds these bouts on the Thursday of convention week while all the others are out at one of the many scheduled events. Since he didn’t get into the hotel he wanted, he needed a place to put on the show and Michael, being a valued customer, sent him to me. I readily agreed, wrote down the directions to my place on a napkin along with my cell phone number in case he needed to contact me beforehand. He gave me a list of the fighters and their vital statistics as well as a few other details and then headed out the door. This was a bit of great news and the way things had been going, I needed some good news.

After his departure, Michael and I talked briefly about what had just occurred, and as we talked, Michael mentioned seeing news accounts over the past few years of how a few of the delegates were reporting that they had been attacked, all of them violently and mainly female, so it had me wondering if Jim’s bouts were the cause these reports. It had us both wondering. I studied the list hard and already began envisioning as to how the event would unfold. Eight girls were set up to fight in this tournament format with Idaho, Nebraska, Washington state and California vying for supremacy. Each state was to be represented by two fighters and they’d fight elimination matches until the last two survivors met in the final. He did state that some of the matches would be quite short, but did indicate that the semi’s and finals were usually long, brutal matches. For legal reasons, Jim made sure that all contestants were at least eighteen years of age. Many of these girls could have fought at a younger age if only they had been permitted, but he explained that is was a rite of ritual and gave them something to look forward to during their senior year. I could feel myself getting hot just thinking about it and imagining these young women in heated battle. Michael looked at me with this can I attend look on his face. Since he did broker the deal somewhat, I felt obligated to allow him to attend. I raised my drink to him, guzzled it down and headed out in a much better frame of mind, as well as feeling completely sober. My federation was close to being on the edges of collapse, but I was happily going to witness some young, shapely talent go at it tomorrow evening. I headed over to the arena to make sure everything was suitable and studied the info Jim had provided. The Washington girls would fight the California girls while the Nebraska and Idaho girls would hook up. Depending upon the outcome of those initial meetings would determine how the rest of the bouts would play out. It was quite possible that two girls from the same state could fight for the championship. I called home and left a message that I’d be working all night and then took up a spot on the sofa in one of the north dressing areas and tried to go to sleep. It was going to be a long day tomorrow, waiting for the seven o’clock hour to arrive.

I could hardly sleep as I tossed and turned all night, mainly imagining what these young, nubile babes were going to look like, but more importantly, how they would be at the fight game. The anticipation was killing me. I was too worked up to go into the office, so I called in to take the day off. I spent the day cleaning and preparing, making sure that everything would be perfect. I also knew that this convention would be held in town here for another five years and if I did everything the way it needed to be done, I could work my way into hosting it here those remaining years. I studied the fighters’ info closely, wanting to know every detail of each before they even arrived. Washington was represented by eighteen-year-old Lacey, a brunette who was listed at 5”5 inches tall and weighed 119 pounds. Her teammate was Cheryl, an eighteen year blonde who was 5”4 and weighed 112 pounds. They would be fighting the girls from California, eighteen-year-old Tami, a 5”6 inch blonde weighing 124 pounds and eighteen-year-old Lea, another blonde standing 5”4 and weighing 117 pounds. Nebraska had two brunettes on their roster, eighteen-year old Nicole was listed at 5”7 inches tall and weighing 126 pounds, Andrea 5”5 and 122 pounds. Jim’s state of Idaho had an eighteen-year-old redhead, 5”6 inch Lisa. She was 127 pounds and would be seconded by eighteen-year-old, Danielle, a 5”4 inch, 112 pound brunette. I envisioned them all in my head and was excited beyond belief; nervous in anticipation of this young flesh going to battle and inflicting carnage upon one another. I think I needed a Valium or something to calm me down. I was doing some serious clock watching as the minutes dragged by slowly. I decided to watch some video, attempting to make the time pass by more quickly. I had days of fight footage available to watch and knew that it might settle the nerves. While watching, I thought that I might work on putting together a greatest hits video, something that I could show the girls when they arrived. I don’t know what they knew or didn’t know, but I figured if they saw some of what I’ve experienced, it could help them out or give them some ideas. I knew it couldn’t hurt. It also provided the perfect outlet for me to get through the day.

Seven o’clock had hit, then seven o’five, then seven ten. When the clock hit seven fifteen, I really started to sweat and think he had been full of shit. Just as I was on the verge of going nuts, I heard a knock at the main entrance and headed up the ramps to answer. I was overjoyed to see Jim and a large contingent of people waiting at the door. There must have been fifty people standing there, a few male adults and a lot of female teens. He explained that the girls had their rooting sections and they all filed in through the doors and took in the sights of my fighting complex. They seemed to enjoy it very much and I heard one of the girls excitedly remark that she was finally going to fight inside a real ring. I didn’t see which female had said it, but her excitement sent a rush and tingle throughout my body. Jim wasted no time and told everyone to take a seat and for the fighters to get themselves ready. I smiled as I looked at all the girls and thought it a bit humorous that they were all dressed pretty much the same. They all wore short black skirts with dark hose, white blouses and their blue, corduroy jackets with their states stitched upon the back. Each girl must have had three to four inch platform shoes on, as they all appeared to be very tall. I thought it amusing to watch how they moved down the steps to take their seats. Just then, Michael arrived and I opened the door to let him in. He was a good-looking young man and I could sense that when some of the girls saw him, they had a tingle going on down between their legs. The fighters sat in a different part of the arena, removed their jackets, and took a seat. It was Jim’s show so I let him take the lead. He briefly went over some of the ground rules and I was overly excited that the format of the fights was that no rules existed. There were no rounds and the girls would fight until one of them submitted. Jim asked if the rest of the girls had to sit in the seats, he preferred that they be able to stand at ringside so they could better enjoy the tournament. I was easy and once the approval was given, they all leaped down to the floor and took up spaces around the ring. Jim announced that Lacey would be fighting Tami in the first match; Cheryl would fight Lea in the second. The third match would pit Nicole against Danielle, and the fourth bout would feature Lisa fighting against Andrea. He mentioned that the winners of the first four bouts would determine how the second round of bouts would be scheduled. I interjected that I had a video that I’d like for the girls to watch, but he informed me that he was concerned about the time and the ability to get all the fights completed, so we moved right to the first match up.

Lacey and Tami climbed up into the ring and they took their positions in opposite corners. I was a little disappointed that they did nothing about losing any of their clothing. Lacey was a 5”5 inch brunette beauty from the state of Washington and she weighed 119 pounds. She had straight, long dark hair that hung down to the middle of her back. She was extremely attractive like one would expect from someone considered a Queen Bee. She had sparkling brown eyes and like most teen girls of the times, she was very colorful with her makeup, bold colors and very heavy accents around the eyes. Her eyebrows were thick and full and her eyelashes were very long. She seemed to be very shapely with a nice looking body as her skirt was tight and short, clinging to her hips with the hemline cut about five to six inches above her knees. She had removed her shoes and stood in the corner with her nylon covered feet firmly planted upon the canvas. Her white blouse fit snuggly displaying that her body had some nice tits upon her chest. Her blouse was tucked inside the skirt and she had left the top two buttons of the blouse unbuttoned. She raised her hands up behind her head as she began tying her hair up in back, wrapping it tightly to make sure it didn’t get in the way. Her opponent was a stunning blonde from California, Tami. Tami was 5”6 inches tall and weighed 124 pounds. She had shoulder length, platinum blonde hair and dark, blue eyes. She had a very good tan and also went a little heavy on the makeup. A light blue eye shadow gave her eyes a brilliant color, and heavy eyeliner outlined the shapes of her eyes. A pink blush highlighted her cheeks and a matching lip-gloss filled her full, luscious lips. She too wore her skirt extra short and very tight, giving me an awesome look at this young lady’s wholesome legs. She appeared to be a bit larger in the chest than her opponent, but they seemed to be evenly matched in the lower body. Her legs looked awesome as they stretched from the canvas up beneath the skirt, nicely shaped and covered by the dark, blue hosiery. The sleeves on her blouse were rolled up near her elbows, and she too had the top two buttons of the blouse undone. She quickly worked at tying her hair up in back and when she was ready, Jim cleared his voice and spoke loudly and firmly. There were no trumped up announcements or fan fare as Jim immediately gave the instruction for the girls to fight. With the word given, both young ladies moved forward out from their corners and we were on our way for what I hoped would be memorable evening.

Both young fighters moved quickly to the center of the ring and they immediately went on the attack. The girls surrounding the ring got loud as they began to cheer for their favorite, encouraging them to attack first. There wasn’t any apprehension from either fighter as they went right at each other. Jim stated that all these girls had seen the fights from prior years and knew what it was going to take to win. He said there was a lot of pride on the line and each girl wanted to leave town with the mythical title. Both young women immediately began tugging at one another’s blouse with one hand and slapping at each other’s faces with the other. Defense apparently wasn’t part of these girl’s strategies as they both were landing hard; vicious slaps across each other’s cheeks. They stood toe to toe, pulling and slapping, each dislodging the front of the blouse from inside the skirt and allowing them to hang down, outside the front of their skirts. Almost on cue, both reached for the front of the blouses and began tearing and ripping, trying to pop the buttons and expose the chest of the other teen. Lacey did the better job as she was first to rip open the blouse of the young blonde displaying the light blue, laced bra covering the youngster’s firm, sizeable chest. The flesh was tanned and fit snuggly inside the soft, lacy material. It also became visible that the blonde beauty was wearing a belly ring as it glittered brightly as the lights shone upon her naval. Tami let out a painful howl as Lacey bared her claws and clamped onto the blonde’s tanned breasts, sinking her nails down into the flesh while bringing her thumbs up into the bottom of the soft blue lace, crushing the firm flesh within her talons. A big cheer went up from the female attendee’s as they saw the brunette gain the early advantage. While Tami howled in pain from her breasts being crushed, she continued to try and tear open the blouse of her brunette opponent. Lacey crushed the young meat tightly in her grasp while pushing her opponent backward across the canvassed ring. Tami retreated backward, trying her best to even up the contest. Lacey pushed her back against the turnbuckle, which had to seem much different from the environment that had been used in past years. Lacey removed her left hand from the breast and reached up grabbing for the wad of hair tied at the back of the blonde’s head. She pulled and tugged; attempting to free the long strands while lowering her mouth down onto the left breast of the blonde and began biting at the tanned flesh. Whoa, I was shocked at how vicious it had become so quickly and impressed that the two young ladies showed no fear as they went out to take each other on. Tami was beside herself in pain as she retreated downward onto the seat of her tight fitting skirt. Lacey moved down with her, teeth firmly attached to the well-tanned flesh. I was so turned on to see that Tami was wearing thigh highs, the two-inch bands snuggly fitting around the upper portions of the sexy blonde’s thighs. Tami tried to push herself away, but she was prevented from escaping as her upper back area was pressed firmly against the turnbuckle. Lacey momentarily ceased from her biting, but quickly reattached her teeth as she bit into the laced tip of the snug fitting blue bra, targeting the area of the young blonde’s nipple. Tami swung wildly, fists striking the back of the head of the brunette, each blow landing hard, but none of them forcing the brunette to retreat from her breast biting attack. The blonde was in trouble and needing to do something quick to turn the tide of the bout.

Tami was showing extreme signs of pain on her beautiful face as her eyes were clenched tightly shut and tears streamed out from the corners of her eyes and rolled down upon her cheeks. Lacey chomped hard upon the fleshy left breast, her teeth cutting into the soft blue-laced bra. Tami’s hands found their way onto Lacey’s hair, the fingers working feverishly at the large knot keeping her long brunette strands tied up in back of her head. She worked on the hair and maneuvered her legs on either side of her opponent, capitalizing on it by wrapping her legs around the waist of the brunette and locking her legs together at the ankles. She crushed her legs together, squeezing them tightly upon the sides of the brunette, immediately causing some discomfort for her as Lacey let out a groan as she felt the legs tighten around her mid-section. The slight discomfort gave a small reprieve from the painful breast biting and Tami tightened her legs even more, feeling as if this might be her only chance of fighting free. The calf muscles in the blonde’s legs looked as if they might burst free from the navy nylons at any second as she put everything she had into this one move. Lacey groaned louder and lifted her mouth up off the breast of the blonde as she felt a sharp, painful burn just below her ribcage. Tami squeezed again while managing to release the knot of hair on the back of Lacey’s head and sank her claws deep within the brunette’s scalp, yanking and pulling like a crazed woman. Lacey screamed out a painful yelp as she reached up for the hands buried upon the back of her hair, grabbing at the wrists, trying to remove them. A loud cheer went up from the contingent of fans rooting for the blonde and it seemed to give her a considerable boost of added energy. She pulled and yanked the hair hard, pulling the brunette over toward her left, both girls tumbling over onto their sides. Lacey was now teary eyed as she felt the painful burn searing through her scalp as the blonde’s entrenched hands twisted and yanked at her long hair. Unable to free her tresses from the blondes clutches, Lacey began swinging her hands wildly, landing several hard shots against the blondes cheek and eye. Loud smacking sounds filled the immediate area within the ring as Lacy rained hard, open-handed slaps, one followed quickly by another. Tami tried her best to ignore the blows, but each was taking a toll and damaging the blonde’s pretty face, which was quickly turning a bright red near her left eye. Tami grunted loudly as she forced her legs together once again as she tried to take some of the fight out of the brunette. As she tightened her legs, Lacey let out a painful groan as she felt the extreme pressure the blonde’s legs were placing upon her waist and kidney’s. Tami turned loose of the brunette’s hair and reached her hands to the front, grabbing two fistfuls of the brunette’s tits, securing and crushing at the meat through the cotton/polyester blend of the white blouse. Lacey let out another painful yelp as she felt her tender mounds being attacked for the first time during the match. Tami had a good, firm grasp and pressed her fingers deep into the white material, pinching her thumbs up into the bottoms of the breasts, clamping tightly onto the brunette’s firms orbs. Lacey leaned forward, trying to move her body closer to Tami’s, trying to eliminate the area between the two that Tami was utilizing so well. Tami used the closeness of their upper bodies to work her right hand inside an opening of the buttons on the blouse and pulled, popping the third button and allowing some of the brunette’s chest flesh to become easier to access. Tami used the break to forge her hand inside the blouse and onto the raw tit flesh of the brunette, raking her nails across the firm flesh of the left tit. Lacey threw her head backward in anguish as she felt the long nails of the blonde painfully violate her tender, fleshy mound. Tears filled the brunette’s eyes and rolled down the side of her cheek as she fought to withstand the painful attack from the blonde. The Tami camp cheered her on while the Lacey supporters had a look of concern upon their faces. Tami ripped the blouse open further by popping another button and the brunette’s red-laced bra was fully exposed for all to see. Tami locked her nails back onto the breast flesh of the brunette, while Lacey reached forward and pinched her fingers and nails onto the outer sides of the blue laced bra, pinching hard at the flesh that fit snuggly beneath. Both young women were howling painfully as the fight had proven to be a non-stop, brutal affair between these two teens. The brawl had just gone beyond the five-minute mark and both young ladies were beginning to show signs of tiring, as well as wear and tear from the battle. They had gone non-stop the entire time without let up, and each had really managed to hurt the other with their painful breast attacks. A fine coat of sweat had formed upon the teen’s bodies and the attacks on one another’s breasts seemed to increase in intensity, taking on a more vicious nature.

Lacey managed to dislodge the breasts completely, the blonde’s tits tumbling out from beneath the bra. Lacey immediately clamped back onto the sides of the breasts, pulling and twisting at the flesh, pinching it hard between her fingers. Tami’s scream echoed through the arena as she felt the sting and burn from the breast mauling received from the brunette’s long nails. Lacey whimpered tearfully as she felt the burn of the blonde’s nails cut at her flesh, tearing at the skin and causing a streak of blood to form upon the young one’s left breast. Tami’s skirt was had risen up around her hips and a hint of her matching, light blue panty was visible as she still had her legs wrapped around her opponent. The breast attacks seemed to distract her from what she had been doing as her ankles were no longer locked and she had given up using it on the dark haired beauty. I thought to myself that this was a mistake as the pressure she had put on the brunette’s mid-section with her legs allowed her to get back into this fight. Both young ladies full concentration was on each other’s breasts, trying and hoping the other would submit before they could disfigure one another. Lacey started to push forward, trying to crawl forward onto her knees and pushed her body up on top of the blonde, as she tried to maneuver to keep the brunette off her. Tami ended up on her back, still trying to tear at the brunette’s breast flesh while Lacy slid atop and moved her right hand down between the thighs of the California blonde. Tami yelped out painfully as the brunette clamped a tight grasp upon the blonde’s crotch and squeezed, clasping hold and pinching at the front of the blue panty. She kicked her legs out and bucked upward, bridging up onto her feet before falling back downward onto the canvas. The Lacey supporters were now experts as they hollered out instructions to the brunette, and I don’t know whether or not she was actually listening, but she did take someone’s advice and work her hand inside the leg opening on the left side and grabbed hold of the blonde’s fur patch. Tami screamed and yelled, trying to buck and kick free, really scratching and tearing into the brunette’s tit flesh, but Lacey’s fingers were entwined with the blonde’s pubes and pulling, ripping at them fiercely. Tami’s eyes were opened wide and tears clouded her baby blues. Her tanned thighs tried clamping shut on the hand causing her so much pain, but Lacey was locked on and hell-bent on torturing her beyond the limits. Tami screamed and cursed, trying her best to withstand the painful assault while bloodying her opponent’s breasts pretty good. As badly as she was shredding the brunette’s nicely shaped, firm flesh, the extreme pain being felt down between her legs proved to be too much and the beautiful blonde cried out her tearful submission.

The Lacey supporters cheered wildly while the Tami supporters stood long faced and extremely disappointed that their blonde didn’t win. Lacey yanked one more time for good measure and then removed her hand and rolled away, leaving the blonde as she lay upon her back, looking towards the ceiling with her hands clutching at the area between her legs, trying to relieve the painful burn. Lacey jumped up to her feet and walked around the ring, her long brunette hair, dampened with sweat as it hung down over her shoulders and back. Her blouse was completely opened, the red bra still clinging tightly to her shapely breasts, with blood trails etched upon the flesh of the left one. The bright light illuminating the ring shone brightly upon the sweat that had formed upon her upper body. I asked Jim if he would like me to provide refreshments and towels for the girls but he insistently articulated “no way.” This tournament was about the endurance of the fighters as well as their skills, no one was to receive anything to drink or to treat the wounds until the last fight of the first round was concluded. I wasn’t actually sure what this accomplished but it was his show, I was just a happy spectator. Lacey exited the ring and took up a spot down on the floor. She was given a high five by her teammate, Cheryl as they crossed paths while trading places in the ring. Lea, the other California fighter had also entered the ring and assisted the sobbing Tami into a seated position. She consoled her defeated teammate while directing her through the ropes, assisting her down to the floor outside the ring. Once again, there was no formality, no fanfare, just two new fighters standing in the ring waiting for the word to begin their fight. The girls outside the ring renewed their chants as they loudly provided encouragement for the girl they hoped would win. Two more hot, young babes stood with their arms outstretched along the top ropes, waiting for Jim to give the instruction to begin the fight.

Two red faced, teary eyed, bloodied fighters were now at ringside staring into the ring as they prepared to watch this match up of blondes as they moved forward, out from their corners. Cheryl was an eighteen-year-old strawberry blonde from Washington. She was 5”4 inches tall and weighed 112 pounds. Her wavy hair hung down atop her shoulders, while she too was dressed like the two fighters from the previous bout. Short, tight fitting black skirt with navy hose and white blouse, sleeves rolled up to the elbow and the top two buttons left opened. She too had her makeup done impeccably, prepared just for this fighting event, the colors accenting her green eyes. Her opponent almost looked like a carbon copy. Lea stood 5”4 inches tall and weighed 117 pounds. Her dirty blonde hair hung down to the tops of her shoulders and was very wavy, a loosened perm. Both fighters had tightly tied their hair up in back just prior to the instruction to begin the fight. Both sexy young blondes met at center ring and just like the first fight, both reached out and latched hold of the front of each other’s blouses, pulling and trying to rip them open. They pulled and tugged, swinging each other around while Cheryl won this mini battle, as she was the first to cause buttons to fly as they hit and bounced across the ring. Lea stood slightly red faced in embarrassment as hers tore open the easiest while exposing her breasts to the crowd. Her navy colored bra was visible as well as the fact that she had some solid, nice looking tits. She quickly lunged forward and grabbed hold of Cheryl’s head and pulled it downward, bending her over at the waist and quickly wrapping her right arm around it, squeezing tightly and placing her into the nicely held front headlock. Cheryl grunted as she felt the pressure being placed upon her skull while she reached forward and rested her hands on the California girl’s hips. Lea had her opponent bent over at the waist and raised her right knee upward, driving it up into the mid-section of the blonde from Washington. The first three times she did it must not have connected solidly, but the fourth did as it elicited a loud wooofffing sound to pass from the mouth of the struggling blonde fighter. The blow landed solidly into her lower mid-section causing her hands to slip down onto outside of Lea’s upper thighs. Lea zoned in on the same area and thumped her hose-covered knee back into the same location with the same resounding result. The blow against the lower belly expelled more air from the young blonde’s lungs and she slowly dropped down onto her right knee, her right hand grabbing for the upper section of her short, black skirt. By dropping down to her one knee, Lea wasn’t able to maintain the solid grasp of the headlock and released Cheryl’s head while beginning to concentrate on tearing open the young teen’s blouse. I wasn’t sure what it was, but the California girls just seemed to have a difficult time with the blouses of their Washington counterparts. She tore and ripped unsuccessfully, finally resolving herself to unbuttoning the buttons while allowing her to reach in and grab hold of the blonde’s breast meat. Cheryl’s chest was exposed and she wore a low cut, cotton and lace pink bra. She didn’t have the breasts that her opponent had and Lea easily grabbed hold, engulfing the tits and crushing them tightly in her hands. Cheryl was down on both knees as she cried out in pain as she felt her smallish breasts being overwhelmed by the long nails of Lea. Cheryl’s eyes were clenched tightly shut with her pearly whites showing as she gritted her teeth, trying to absorb this early assault upon her breasts. Cheryl drew back her right fist and delivered a roundhouse blow, landing hard against Lea’s left hip but doing no damage. Lea took no chances as she released the Washington teen’s breasts and grabbed hold of the girl’s head, forced her over forward while placing her head down between her knees. She crossed her lower legs, locking the ankles together while placing Cheryl into a standing head scissors. Cheryl screamed out as she felt the insides of her opponents knees crush against the outer area of her skull, pressing inward while creating for her some extreme head pain. As she crushed the young blonde’s skull, Lea reached around to her backside with her right hand and started to pull and tug, working at the large knot of hair tied up on the back of the kneeling blondes head. Cheryl cried out painfully as she slid her hands up the backs of Lea’s legs, the hands disappearing up beneath the material of the black skirt. Lea let out a yelp of pain as she felt the sharp claws of her trapped foe tear into the flesh on the back of her thighs. This appeared to be Cheryl’s window of opportunity at trying to slow down the assault of the blonde hellcat from California.

Cheryl used her nails and raked them down the flesh of Lea’s thighs eliciting another painful yelp to pass through the blonde’s brightly painted lips. Lea retaliated by finally untying the large blonde clump allowing the wavy blonde hair to fall down upon her shoulders. She grabbed a fistful of the hair and yanked up hard, pulling and wrapping it tightly within her right hand. Pain shot through the scalp of the young blonde as Lea caused more tears to ease down upon the cheeks of the Seattle native. Cheryl removed her hands from the backs of Lea’s legs and concentrated on trying to free her wavy locks from the clutches of the Sacramento girl. Lea unlocked her legs and stepped up and over the top of her bent over foe, straddling her while looking down upon the backside of her head. Lea grabbed a hold of the hair with the other hand and had her held tightly in a two-fisted hair pull. Cheryl cried out painfully as she felt the hairs being ripped upon her scalp. Lea moved forward, placing the blonde’s head back between her legs and locked her ankles together once again. Lea’s supporters encouraged her to finish her off while the Cheryl fans urged her to fight back hard. Cheryl was in trouble, crying in agony as the insides of Lea’s knees pressed inward, hard against her cheeks. I stared into the eyes of the green-eyed beauty and saw in them the extreme pain she was experiencing. Her slightly freckled face was crimson red from the constant pressure her head had been in since the fights early stages and the redness caused from the tears made her look all the more pitiful. Lea really had her hands wound tightly within the blonde locks and was yanking viciously upward, removing a few strands as she pulled. That was all the young blonde could handle as she screamed out her submission while sobbing uncontrollably. Lea unlocked her ankles and stepped away from her foe, but still maintained her hold upon the hair. Again, Cheryl cried out her submission, but Lea didn’t turn loose until she rammed her knee forward, striking the teary eyed blonde across the jaw. The blow knocked her down onto the seat of her short skirt and drew a few illicit comments from those that had cheered for Cheryl. Lea turned and faced those voicing their opposition, taunting them and motioning for them to climb up into the ring. Cheryl sat with her legs spread slightly, her left hand down upon the canvas while reaching for her mouth with the right. When she removed her hand I couldn’t see any blood but I did notice the lower left lip was fattened due to the cheap shot. Jim instructed Lea to vacate the ring and she obediently complied with his request. One of the other girls climbed into the ring to assist Cheryl to her feet and helped her through the ropes. I was rather disappointed that Cheryl didn’t put up much of fight. I figured whomever Lea would be matched up with in the next round might be at a disadvantage because she didn’t have to extend herself. I glanced at my watch and noticed this bout didn’t even last five minutes, but it was still very exciting as Lea was very deliberate and precise with her attack, really targeting the head of the wavy haired blonde. So far it looked as those these young babes appeared to know what they were doing. Breasts, faces, hair and the mid-section were all areas targeted thus far, and they proved to be proficient in each area. Tit flesh was brutally savaged from the hard pinching and the hair pulling was top notch also as they certainly proved to me that there was no need to view any video’s for instructions on how to fight. We were halfway through the prelims and still had two fights to go. Each state had claimed a victory thus far, now it was time for the girls from Nebraska and Idaho to get their opportunity of taking the action inside the squared circle

I had to admit I was highly impressed with what I had seen thus far. All the young women were beautiful, all highly motivated and the action was better than expected. What seemed to impress me even more was the total command that Jim had over these young ladies. These young women were putting themselves in harms way, yet they listened to his every command and obeyed without hesitation. Once one group of fighters cleared the ring, he would immediately order the next two fighters into the ring and just that quickly, we were ready for the third bout of the evening.

Nebraska was going to be represented first by an eighteen-year-old beauty, Nicole. She was a brunette beauty that stood 5”7 inches tall and weighed 126 pounds. She had a pair of sexy, piercing, dark eyes, looking a bit mysterious with the dark shade of eye shadow and the heavy eyeliner shaping her eyes. Pink blush highlighted her cheeks and bright red lipstick glistened upon her full, lush lips. Her dark hair shined as it hung just beyond her shoulders. She raised her hands up behind her head, grabbing hold and tying it up in back. Each girl had been apparently trained to try and eliminate their hair from the fight equation, very astute of them. Nicole had a body on her as her black skirt was cut way above the knees, her dark hosiery looking sexy on her well-toned legs. Her white blouse was tucked neatly inside her skirt and like the others, left her top two buttons unbuttoned with the collar opened slightly. She leaned backward against the turnbuckle sizing up her opponent who stood across the ring staring back at her. Her opponent from the state of Idaho was a smallish looking brunette of eighteen, Danielle. Danielle stood 5”4 inches tall and weighed 112 pounds. She seemed a bit thin as I scanned her body and compared her to the heavier and more solid looking Nicole. Danielle was very cute with sparkling green eyes and freckles upon her arms, face and neck. Her brunette hair was cut just at the base of her neck and was as thick and wiry as a brillo pad. Light green was her shade of eye shadow while also opting to outline her eyes with the heavy black eyeliner. A greenish blue touched upon her cheeks while she wore a thick coat of hot pink lip-gloss. Her hemline was four inches above the knees, quite tame compared to the other fighters thus far. Her legs were shapely while hidden beneath the sheer navy hosiery and her blouse was worn similar to the others. The top two buttons were left unbuttoned and the sleeves were rolled up just beneath the elbows. Jim gave the word and the two young ladies moved forward from their corners without fear.

I glanced at my watch to begin the time and both young ladies met at center ring and immediately went on the offensive. Nicole reached for the young girls top while Danni swung wildly with the right hand, landing a hard open-handed blow across the larger brunette’s cheek. The blow cracked across the dark eyed beauty’s face and caught her totally by surprise as she backpedaled hurriedly. The smaller girl pursued and landed another hard shot across the face dropping Nicole to the mat on the seat of her short, black skirt. Nicole sat upon the canvas with her legs bent at the knees and her legs opened wide, providing a great look up the brunette beauty’s skirt. Her thigh highs and black panty looked hot as she sat there stunned by the quick, early blows. Danni moved quickly as she moved toward the downed fighter and kicked her right leg forward, driving the top of her foot against the side of the brunette’s head with sweeping, roundhouse motion. Nicole was knocked over toward her right side, hitting the mat and rolling onto her back while reaching and covering up the side of her face. Danni left her feet and came down hard, driving both knees deep into the pit of the moaning brunette’s belly, causing her to jerk upward while gasping deeply as the air was pushed outward from her lungs. The supporters of Danielle were going nuts as she came out like firecracker, taking it to the bigger girl from the start. Nicole’s fans looked as stunned as her as she was reeling and fighting to regain her breath. Danni stood and then dropped her knees back down onto the mid-section of the larger girl who was ooofing and gasping for air frantically. Danni leaned forward and drove her right fist against Nicole’s left cheek. The fist exploded just beneath the left eye and Nicole groaned and screamed out painfully. Danni rocked her with a left, the blow landing solidly against the cheek beneath the right eye. She followed that up with a right slamming hard against the groaning girls jaw. She then delivered another right, pounding against the lower lip causing a small amount of blood to form near the corner of her mouth. I was beside myself watching this skinny little girl take it to the healthier looking brunette. Nicole lay there with her arms stretched out to her sides and her head upon the canvas, resting on its side. Her brown eyes seemed to be glazed over as the wiry haired brunette knelt beside her and went to work at tearing at the front of the blouse. It didn’t seem to take much as the Danielle popped the buttons of the blouse and exposed the nicely tanned upper body of the sexy, larger girl. Her black bra and nicely shaped, firm tits heaved up and down as she struggled to regain some of the air removed from her lungs. Danni took aim with the right fist and drove it hard into the fleshy mound of the left breast. Nicole gasped in agony as she felt the teen’s knuckles bore into her breast flesh, flattening it hard against her breastbone. Danni took delight in the way it felt to hammer the beauty queen’s chest and pounded her fist again into the shapely left tit. Nicole winced and cried out as she felt the stinging pain as the fist targeted the exposed, tanned fleshy area not covered by the low cut, laced bra. Nicole rolled onto her side, grasping for her breast while wrapping her free arm around the legs of the young aggressor. Danni reached down, clamped hold of the unprotected right breast, and started crushing her fingers into the exposed skin. Nicole shrieked as she pushed herself forward while reaching her hand upward, sliding it up the slender leg of the young teen, slipping it up inside the skirt.

Danni squeezed upon the breast and as she did, she let loose a painful howl as Nicole clamped hold on the front of the young girls panty, squeezing and pulling, obviously being successful at hurting her younger foe. Danni released her hold upon the bloodied brunette’s breast and reached down between her legs, grabbing her at the wrist, trying to remove the hand causing her so much discomfort. Danni fell over to her right, landing on the mat screaming and cursing in agony. Nicole kept up the pressure and as Danni’s skirt rode up near her hips, it became evident that Nicole’s fingers had breached the opening of the left leg and she was doing damage to the other girl’s pussy. Danni bridged upward trying to push herself across the ring, sliding upon her back, but Nicole was not about to let her escape and worked her fingers furiously, pulling lightly on the pubes but more importantly, working her nails across the tender flesh of the young girl’s sex. Danni was in agony as I imagined that this was the first time she has had anyone claw at her vaginal area. Nicole worked her hand hard while using her tongue to cleanse away the blood that flowed from the cut on the inside the corner of her mouth. Danni’s hot pink panty looked sexy as she struggled to pull the brunette’s hand from her pussy, tears flowing down from her eyes, as she had this incredulous look upon her face, shocked that this was happening to her. Nicole was now on her knees, apparently re-energized from her early beating and was really jabbing her fingers hard and deep, working them into the inner regions of Danni’s pussy. Danni had managed to slide her way over toward the ropes, reached up, grabbing hold of the center rope, and tried to pull herself upward while sobbing openly from this painful pussy torture. Nicole removed her fingers from the panty and quickly rammed her right fist across the jaw of the teary eyed brunette. Danni’s head was rocked to the side as the blow landed with a thwump against the left side of her mouth. Nicole quickly jumped up, worked her hands into the thick, wiry scalp, and pulled Danni onto her feet. Holding tightly to the thick mane of hair, Nicole pulled and swung the young brunette around the ring, sending her flying through the air and landing hard upon her backside. Danni sailed across the ring and hit the canvas, bouncing along until she came to rest near the corner. Nicole moved forward, reached down grabbing a handful of hair, and sat the young girl up. Nicole drove her right knee forward, ramming it hard against the green-eyed beauty’s face, sending her tumbling over backward. Nicole grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her back onto her feet. Holding her by the hair with both hands, Nicole swung her around and sent her flying across the ring for the second time. Danni hit the mat and bounced across, coming to rest just beneath the bottom rope. The crowd urged her to get up and fight, but she was now the one seriously dazed and confused, only able to reach her hand toward her scalp, trying to soothe the painful burn searing through the right side of her head. Nicole strode across the ring, lowering her right knee down onto the left side of the Danni’s cheek, pinning her head against the mat. Danni’s face was already pink from the exertion of the battle and it quickly began to gain a darker hue from the pressure Nicole’s knee was placing upon it. Nicole reached down with the left hand and started working on the blouse, pulling and tugging, popping the buttons one by one until the smaller breasted girl’s pink laced bra and freckled flesh was exposed. It was rather refreshing to see such a young beauty just approaching her real growth, not yet filling out the bra like her counterpart. Nicole was undeterred by the smallish size and reached her left hand down onto the flesh, sliding the hand inside the cup of the bra and began raking her nails across the tender flesh.

Danielle screamed out painfully as she felt the long talons of the larger girl tear and rip at her freckled covered mound. Nicole’s nails worked into the flesh, the center finger finding and digging into the young girls nipple. Danni and kicked and screamed, her right leg finding its way over and across the bottom rope as she tried to struggle free from the painful torture. The pressure being placed upon the knee held Danni in place allowing Nicole to target and pinch hard into the smaller girls nipple. The pain seemed unbearable as Danni kicked and sobbed as she felt the sharp talons of her opponent dig and pinch inward against the areola. Nicole stretched the nipple outward, twisting it also for extra-added effect. The brutal reality was more than she expected as she screamed out defiantly, cursing and threatening the brunette. The defiant attitude was interesting I thought as I stared upon her smallish tit suffering from the torturous abuse being inflicted upon it. She had been getting thrashed for the better part of the past three minutes and as painful as it all had to be, she seemed to still have the desire to whip this girls ass and showed no signs of ending this bout as early as the other two. The pink lace had fallen down off the tit and Nicole firmly held the pink nipple tightly between her fingers, crushing the beef tip flat and stretching the tit outward, away from the young girls chest. Danni cried out from the painful burn filling the center area of her small breast. Nicole wrenched it right and left, as she turned causing major adjustments to the volume level as the painful cry echoed loudly as her scream rose above the noise of the cheering crowd. Danni started reaching around, feeling her way around blindly, searching for a way to free herself and get back into this fight. She focused her attention on the knee crushing down upon her skull, slapping and raking her nails across the silky feel of the sheer, dark nylon. As her opponent had done so successfully before, Danielle used the knee area as a focal point, letting it guide her while blindly searching for an area of the body. She used it to guide her hand. She moved her hand slowly, working it up the leg, moving it towards the upper thigh area of the sexy Nicole. Nicole chose to ignore the warning signs and maintained her nipple twisting attack; delighting in the painful screams she was forcing the young girl to wail out. Danni’s hand found its way up the leg and she began pawing at the front of the black panty. Her hand and wrist managed to raise the skirt upward and although her hand was in an uncomfortable position, she did manage to get a finger to the waistband of the panty and pull downward, giving us a small glimpse of Nicole’s dark bush. Nicole quickly released the nipple and grabbed Danni’s arm, removing it from her skirt area and wrenched it up and behind the downed girls back, forcing her into a hammerlock. Danni screamed out painfully as she felt the riveting pain shoot through her shoulder as Nicole worked it up high behind her back. This had to be painful for the girl from Idaho, her arm painfully twisted behind her back and her face now a blazing red from the continued pressure of the knee forcibly pinning her head to the mat. Nicole grunted as she pushed the arm further, eliciting a painful howl while I feared that she was going to break it. Nicole worked the arm and moved her left leg in close, pushing her knee up against the elbow to hold the arm in place. Once secured, Nicole reached back down, placing her left hand atop the breast and raked her nails hard and deep into the freckled flesh of the right tit. Danni screamed in painful agony as Nicole’s nails left a trail of deep red marks across her flesh, starting near the center of her chest and stretching across, reaching near the pit of her arm. Once the fingers had plowed the route, ravaging the flesh of the young tit, Nicole reached back down and did it again. Nicole used her two dominant fingers to precision, digging deeply into the firm flesh, each finger drawing a seepage of blood as it formed upon a couple of the raised welt marks. Danni was in deep trouble with her head pinned to the mat and her right arm pinned behind her back. Her left arm was useless, as it lay outstretched above her head, unable to use it to any degree of trying to defend herself. Nicole plunged her nails deep into the flesh and ripped them upward, clawing and tearing into the slightly bloodied breast meat, causing Danni to shriek out loudly once again. Successfully working her opponent over, she was becoming a bit frustrated that she still hadn’t forced her foe into surrendering. Releasing her hold upon the ravaged right breast, Nicole reached around in back, blindly feeling her way around until she located the hip area, fumbling around until she grabbed the hemline of the skirt. Feeling her way around, she grabbed hold of the right butt cheek and gave it a tight squeeze, putting extra emphasis on digging the nails deep into the exposed butt flesh. As she worked her nails into the soft flesh, she continued to search, reaching toward the crotch area of the pink panty. Locating the lower front area of the panty, Nicole started using her fingers to jab toward the pinkish area of the younger girls pussy. Danni tried moving her lower torso forward, but with her leg hooked across the bottom rope, it wasn’t going to allow the forward movement. Nicole started to drive the tips of her fingers harder, pushing inward into the pink material of the panty. It was evident that as the fingers pushed inward, they were penetrating into the moistened, damp regions of the young girls pussy. Her moans were both painful and a bit sexual as she felt her young sex being violated for the second time in the contest. Nicole quickly lifted her knee off the head of her opponent, pushed her over onto her belly positioned herself atop Danni’s left arm and shoulder. The right side of Danni’s face lay upon the canvas along with her ravaged breast while her lower torso was held slightly elevated by the lower rope, which the young brunette was now completely straddling. Nicole leaned forward working her right hand back onto the butt cheek area and worked the fingers back down into the moist area of the young girls pussy. She was now positioned better to really attack and she didn’t disappoint as she went right to work. She used her long nails to grasp hold of the laced crotch area of the panty and pull it aside, exposing the lips and deep pink area of the young teen’s pussy. As quickly as the pussy was exposed, it was just as quick before you saw the tips of two of Nicole’s fingers disappear up inside Danni’s pussy. She hollered out in pure agony as she felt the sharp nails claw at the inner walls of her private region. She tried to bring her legs together but it would have done no good as Nicole was mounting her attack by reaching around from behind. Nicole fingers worked their way out and then she reinserted them, sliding them in just past the knuckles of her fingers, eliciting an exceedingly loud howl from the frizzy haired brunette. The youngster was about as game as one could expect, but the pussy mauling was more than she could bear and she cried out her tearful submission as Nicole raked her nails upon the inner walls of her young sex region. Nicole didn’t prolong it, as she quickly turned loose of the sobbing girl from Idaho and hurried away, climbing through the ropes exiting the ring. Danielle rolled off the bottom rope over onto her back and lay curled up in a fetal position, reaching down between her legs holding and grabbing at her pussy. I marveled at how flat chested she looked as she laid there, her reddened and clawed up breast heaving up and down while she breathed hard in and out. She lay there for several minutes as she took all the time she needed to recover enough so she could leave the ring under her own power. Being that she was one of Jim’s girls, I figured he was ok with it. I looked around the ring and spotted the last two fighters and they appeared to look a bit fearful, as they knew their moment of truth was now upon them. Danni finally rolled over and slid out beneath the bottom rope, easing her way down onto the floor while a couple of the girls asked if there was anything they could do to help. I was impressed with the small one; she put on quite a show and withstood some fierce pussy ripping action before finally submitting. The bout was full of action and once again, non-stop. This one lasted a little longer as it was just a tad over the nine-minute mark. Once the ring was cleared, Jim ordered the last two fighters to climb into the ring.

The last bout of the first round was set to begin as both girls had climbed into the ring and stood in their corners staring across, checking each other out. This looked as though they could be evenly matched, as they both seemed to have similar features. Andrea was a 5”5 inch dark eyed brunette beauty from the state of Nebraska. She carried 122 pounds upon her sexy, eighteen-year-old frame and she seemed as packed and solid as her club mate, Nicole. Andrea appeared to have the complete package, nice looking legs finely toned as the lights of the rings glistened upon her sheer navy stockings. Her black skirt was just as short as Nicole’s, maybe even shorter if that were at all possible. Her white blouse was tucked neatly into the waistband of the skirt and it seemed as though she filled out the top of her blouse comfortably, her young flesh pushing outward, placing strain upon the third and fourth buttons as they held her breasts in check. She was a dark eyed beauty and her eyes seemed to sparkle as she stood in the ring like she knew something that no one else did. She and Nicole must have helped with each other’s makeup as they both were done up the same. Dark eye shadows creating the mysterious look and the heavy use of the eyeliner making them appear almost sinister. Pink blush touched her cheeks and bright red lip-gloss gave her full lips the wet look. Her long brunette hair was naturally curly and thick and it stretched halfway down her back. She carefully reached behind, grabbing it in her hand and working it, knotting it into a tight ball on the back of her head. Her opponent in this bout was Lisa, an eighteen-year-old stunner that stood 5 “6 inches tall and weighed 127 pounds, representing the state of Idaho. This by far had to be the most beautiful girl of the lot. She was well built with long, wavy and thick red hair hanging down near her hips. It was a darkish red, not the orange look of some redheads. Her green eyes added to her lovely features and she didn’t over exaggerate her makeup as many of her contemporaries had. Light blue highlighted her eyes with just the perfect amount of eyeliner added to enhance her natural beauty. A light pink gave her cheeks a rosy look while it blended in perfectly with her natural, light complexion. She chose a light pink lip-gloss to cover her lips completing the beautiful picture. She too appeared to be stacked as her chest pushed out into the white material of the blouse, the upper buttons straining to contain her young flesh. She had the hourglass figure as her blouse disappeared inside the waistband of her short, black skirt. Her legs were visible well above the knees and they looked to be something special as the bight lights shined upon the sheer, navy hosiery. She had that feature that I like so much, good thighs. A gap between her buttons formed as she worked at tying up her long, luscious hair and I got an early glimpse of her red bra. Jim gave the word and both young ladies hurried from their corners out to the rings center.

Both young women met at center ring and this bout started like the first one. Both ladies gave defense a rest as they started raining hard, open handed blows against one another’s faces. Loud slapping sounds filled the hall while low grunting sounds followed each hard shot. Both girls were landing repeatedly and freely with both girls left cheeks quickly beginning to redden. Almost on cue, both girls moved into one another and locked their legs together while reaching up and trying to free each other’s long hair from the tightly wound balls they had placed them in. Andrea made the first significant move as she worked on the red knot of hair. She leaned inward and as she did, she bit into the right shoulder of her opponent, sinking her teeth into the blouse, biting at the skin beneath. Lisa screamed out as she felt the painful effects and unlocked her leg and began backpedaling, trying to back away from her foe. Andy moved with her, working her fingers in the hair, biting into her shoulder and pushing her backward, driving her up against the ropes. Both girls hit the ropes and leaned heavily against them. Lisa, not familiar with ropes turned loose of Andy’s hair and reached back feeling as if she were going to fall over. Andy started to unravel the long hair of the red headed beauty as Lisa regained her focus and reached her right hand up between their bodies and clasped hold on the front of the white blouse, grabbing and squeezing at the firm flesh of the left tit that lie beneath the oxford material. Andy groaned out when she felt her girl flesh being attacked and squeezed tightly within Lisa’s claw. Lisa reached up with her left hand and began working on the front of the blouse, pulling and unbuttoning the buttons one by one, opening the young girls blouse to expose her breasts. Andy successfully unleashed the hair and it fell down across her shoulders across the top rope. Andy latched both talons into the thickness of the long, red hair and started yanking and pulling viciously, jerking Lisa’s head from side to side. Their upper torso’s separated allowing a quick glimpse of the brunette’s exposed body and she was wearing a frilly looking, navy lace bra. She did have nice firm sprouts, tanned and beautiful and Lisa was about to take advantage of them as she sank her nails deep into the dark skin of the left tit. Andy grunted as she felt the nails dig in deep but she moved forward, attached her mouth onto the redheads shoulder, and again began biting into her shoulder. Lisa screamed out in pain and Andy adjusted her hold on the hair, grabbed hold of the long strands in back, and started pulling, pulling Lisa’s head back across the top rope. Their nylon stockings rubbed together as the young women jockeyed their legs around, each trying to gain the upper hand as they struggled along the ropes. Andy raised her mouth momentarily, then reattached and bit down hard into the right shoulder. Lisa screamed out painfully before gritting her teeth together and raking her nails hard into the exposed tit meat of the left breast. Andy paused briefly to wail in agony as she felt the painful burn light up her firm breast flesh. The girls continued to work the leg battle, grinding them together, each looking for an advantage and both young women’s skirts had risen up, exposing the wide bands at the tops of their sexy thigh high stockings. The more the leg battle continued, the higher the girl’s skirts continued to rise. Andy had on a navy colored panty, a matching lace complimenting her bra, and she filled the panty quite nicely. Lisa was wearing a white, cotton brief that clung to her shapely backside leaving nothing to the imagination. Lisa’s head was bent over backward considerably, pulled back to where her neck was showing visible signs of stress. She managed to work her right leg between the brunettes’s and started lifting it upward, trying to hit her in the sweet spot. She was getting it up between the legs, but she was hitting the crotch area with her thigh and it wasn’t having the type of effect desired. Andy felt what Lisa was attempting to do and clamped her legs shut, wrapping her thighs tightly around Lisa’s right leg and locked her ankles together to put an end to her attempts. She successfully derailed the attack process but had let up on the hair pulling allowing Lisa to raise her head upward and gain some forward motion. Lisa pushed forward and both young women stumbled away from the ropes, legs still entwined and fell onto the canvas, holding tightly to one another.

Both young women hit the canvassed surface and jockeyed for position down on the mat. Their nylon-clad legs were grinding together, each trying to work their right legs between the legs of the other. Lisa was lying on her right side while Andy rested on her left, snarling and grunting as they struggled. Andy let loose of Lisa’s red locks and moved her hands down onto the white blouse, pulling and tearing at the front, popping the buttons while exposing Lisa’s chest and her red laced bra. Once the chest was exposed, Andy wasted little time as she grabbed hold of the left tit, pressing her fingers deep into the fair flesh of the redheaded beauty. Lisa groaned loudly as she felt her firm, solid flesh being crushed within Andy’s sharp talons. Their legs continued to grind as I thought I saw small sparks from the nylon material rubbing together. Lisa leaned her head towards her opponent as she tugged and ripped at the opened collar of the brunette. She tugged the material away from the shoulder, lowered her mouth down onto the right shoulder, and began biting into the flesh. Andrea screamed out as she felt the pain from Lisa’s hard bite. Andy wailed painfully but still managed to crush the breast flesh, flattening it between her fingers and thumb of the right hand and placed her left hand onto the long red hair of the young beauty and wrapped her hand within it, twisting and pulling viciously. Lisa bit down into the shoulder while placing both hands into the thick, brunette mane and returned the favor, pulling and twisting as she jerked the brunette’s head backward with great force. The sounds of the war these young grapplers were waging was one of a fierce struggle, each was suffering at the hands and teeth of the other. Andy’s breast mauling managed to uncover the tit as the red laced cup was now resting below the hard, firm flesh of the breast. The nipple area of the redhead was not fully visible, but we could see a deep pinkish area squeeze out through the fingers as they dug into her flesh. Lisa allowed her face to slip down off the shoulder, sliding across the sweat-slicked skin of the brunette, moving down toward the breast. Her mouth found the upper portion of the exposed tit flesh and she bit into it causing the Andrea to cry out painfully. Andy’s face was contorted in anguish as she felt the pain shooting through her upper breast as Lisa’s teeth cut at her flesh. Andy twisted her hand, wrenching the hair hard while temporarily pulling the dental orifice from her breast. It didn’t last long as Lisa chomped back into the flesh, but Andy managed to work her leg between Lisa’s and rammed it forward toward the crotch. It wasn’t a solid strike but it was enough to thump hard into the redhead’s pubic bone area, causing Lisa to unnghh while losing her bite upon the tit beef. Andy turned her right hand to the left, and then back to the right as she wrenched the left breast of the redhead tightly while yanking backward with the left hand as it worked within the entangled tresses. Lisa grimaced and gritted her teeth as she felt the pain simultaneously in both areas, and then unngghed again as she felt the brunette’s thigh and top portion of the knee locate her crotch again. Andy gained the momentum slightly and rolled toward her right, forcing the redhead onto her back and pressed her right hand down hard, forcing the tit meat down into her chest, the flesh mushrooming out from beneath the hand. Andy rose up onto her left knee while driving her right forward, ramming it hard into the white panty of the sexy redhead. This one hit the target dead on and hard as we heard Lisa let out a painful moan as the knee hit solidly against her womanhood. Andy followed up with another and then lowered herself down on top of her foe and sank her teeth into the naked flesh of the left tit. Lisa let out another painful howl and bridged upward, trying to buck the brunette from the top spot. Andy used her hand to crush the tit flesh, squeezing the flesh out between her fingers, creating a better target to work with as she bit hard into the tender meat. Lisa hollered out painfully while removing her hands from the brunette’s hair and started slapping wildly at the backside of her opponent. The blows to the back and head area did nothing to knock the brunette free of the tit, but she did manage to wrack the back of the upper thigh and butt cheek real good with one blow that had Andy stinging a bit. Lisa grabbed hold, focused on the backside, using her hand, and began raking her nails into the side of the brunette’s ass cheek while using the other claw to start tearing and ripping at the back of the white blouse. The blouse was pulled upward, freeing the shirttail from the skirt and she worked her hand beneath the material and raked it across the brunette’s back. Andy stopped her breast biting in order to let out a painful howl as she felt the painful burn from the nails as they carved into the areas of her flesh. Lisa picked up the pace as she realized that she had forced Andy to let up on the breast bite. The fingers and nails disappeared beneath the tight fitting navy panty, digging deep into the flesh of brunette’s ass and clawed a deep red trail into the skin. Andy cried out as the long nails dug a bloodied furrow across her shapely ass and she went back on the attack as she used Lisa’s hair to pull her body up even with her and bit down into the left side of the redheads neck. Lisa screamed out in painful anguish as the brunette attacked a new area of her already, badly hurting body. Both women were grunting and moaning from the painful hurt they were issuing to one another. I glanced down at my watch to check for time and was surprised to see that this bout had already exceeded the time limits of the first two bouts. The action was intense and so fierce that the time was just slipping by.

Lisa tugged and pulled tightly on Andrea’s hair, pulling her over as they rolled onto their sides. Lisa was quick to use her legs and managed to slide her left leg beneath her opponent and wrap her right over the top, locking her legs at the ankles as her thighs and knees crushed inward against the sides of the young brunette. Andy gasped painfully while expelling a lot of air out through her mouth as the scissor hold forced it out of her lungs. Lisa rose up onto her left elbow, tightening her legs trying to crush the life out of the beautiful brunette teen. Andy squealed painfully again as she thrashed around and her sweaty mid-section slid within the nylon clad legs until she lying on her back. Lisa tightened the legs again, this time crushing inward against her belly, forcing it back toward the kidneys. Andy slapped at the mat with her left hand and raked her nails across the navy nylon covering the right leg of the redhead from Boise. Andrea stomped her feet against the mat, giving everyone a visual delight as her thighs shook with the forceful impact of her feet. Her legs looked good as she struggled and the tanned flesh of the upper thighs jiggled sexily. The navy panty was strained to the limits as her desirable crotch and backside begged to burst free from the tight confines of the panty. Lisa pushed up onto her right hand while reaching around with the left, burying it within the thick mane of the brunette. Wrapping it tightly around her hand, Lisa pulled and twisted, yanking fiercely upon the hair of the brunette. Andy grunted as she felt the painful burn return to her scalp, and then screamed painfully as Lisa used the right hand to clamp onto her nipple area, pinching through the laced material of the bra and began crushing the beef tip tightly within her fingers. Andrea was in deep trouble as Lisa managed to trap her with this painful, triple maneuver. This was wildly impressive as she worked each hold very effectively, each doing damage as the brunette’s eyes filled with tears. Lisa laid her head upon the canvas, almost giving herself a brief rest as she tortured the brunette skillfully. The crowd of girls cheered and hollered out their encouragement, a couple of Andrea’s supporters slapping their hands onto the rings apron, begging her to fight free. I glanced down at my watch again and realized that Lisa had worked this series of holds for nearly two and a half minutes, each maneuver slowly taking its toll upon the young, tight body of the brunette, sapping her of her strength little by little. Andy was laboring with her breathing as her chest heaved with every breath. Her arms and legs began to grow heavy as she lay there, nearly motionless. Both young ladies looked sexy as hell as they lay there, their young bodies entwined with one another. The redhead seemed to have everything going her way as this exact moment. Lisa’s breathing too was very heavy as she had expended quite a bit of energy into this match thus far, and these holds were putting a greater strain upon her body. Andy held her breath momentarily, then exhaled and mustered up the strength to kick her legs into the air before dropping them down hard onto the mat. She squirmed her body to the left, then to the right as she tried to open her opponent’s legs, trying to free her torso from the viselike hold of Lisa’s legs. Lisa used the attempt by her trapped foe to strengthen her grasp upon the hair and pulled hard, yanking the brunette’s twisted neck and head up toward her backside. She then opened her legs and rolled into a position where she placed herself behind the brunette, holding her tightly by the hair and reattaching the viselike scissor hold back around Andy’s waist. This was a better position to work the waist and the hair, but is also allowed Andrea to reach up above her head and find some of the redhead’s long, thick hair. What a sight, seeing the redhead flat on her back with the brunette’s sides being crushed between her powerful legs. Both young women had secure grips upon each other’s scalps and both girls filled the ring area with non-stop grunting. Andrea lay upon the aggressor’s mid-section with her short black skirt up around her waist providing a perfect view of thigh high on the left leg falling down around the top of her knee, and of the sweat glistening on the flesh of her thighs. The flesh on either side of her nicely tanned belly was bunching up, forming creases as Lisa’s legs continued to crush against them. Andrea displayed the power still remaining as she bridged up onto her feet, lifting the lower body of the redhead with her. She thrust herself back down toward the mat, both young ladies bouncing against the canvas. She rose upward and did it again, both times driving her lower back between the thighs of the redhead who was straining to keep her legs locked tightly. Andy bridged up the third time and as they landed upon the mat, the legs loosened just enough for Andrea to twist her body toward the left, positioning herself on her left side to where she could lower her head toward the redhead’s chest and begin biting at the inner flesh of the left tit. Lisa’s grunts turned into a painful scream as she felt the painful burn from the bite overwhelm her chest. Lisa screamed painfully as Andrea attached her teeth back onto her breast flesh causing her to unlock her legs and kick them about wildly. She pulled hard upon the hair with the right hand, trying to remove the brunette from her breast and used her left to punch at the head and face of the girl issuing her so much pain. Andy absorbed several blows to the eye and cheek area as she tried to remain focused as she bit into the sweaty flesh of the tit. As much as she tried to ignore it, the repeated blows to her eye socket took its toll and she released her bite and tried to roll away from the fist-throwing redhead. Lisa let loose of the hair and she too rolled in the opposite direction as both ladies were now separated by a couple of feet as they reached up massaging the area’s that were hurting them so badly.

Both ladies sat momentarily, catching their breath while tending to their wounds. Both teens were a beautiful sight to behold as they both showed visible signs of the war they’ve waged. Both girls hair was all over the place from the vicious hair pulling. Their faces were reddened from the energy and exertion spent, as well as the shots each have landed so effectively. Andy’s eye looked puffy and showed signs of swelling from the blows that Lisa was pounding her with. They each had their blouses wide open and their bodies glistened with sweat from their efforts and the heat inside the ring. Both girls’ bodies reflected the vicious nature of this bout with several dark bite marks covering their chests as well as other areas of their upper torsos. These girls had gone after it for nearly fifteen minutes non-stop, and as tired as they had to be, they lunged at each other and immediately buried their hands back into one another’s hair. The girls were on their knees, pulling and ripping at the scalps while filling the ring with vicious snarls and grunts. Lisa removed her right hand, lowered it down onto the fleshy area of the brunette and raked her nails upward, ripping into the flesh while raising the leg band of the panty, exposing the white, creamy flesh of the butt cheek. The nails left deep red markings across the flesh and she quickly lowered her left hand down onto the other cheek. She attacked again as she raked both claws upward across the shapely backside of the brunette, leaving reminders of how vicious this fight had become. Andy screamed out as she felt her flesh being ravaged but mounted an attack of her own as she lowered her head down onto the left shoulder of her opponent and bit into the sweaty flesh. Lisa threw her head backward while the brain sent signals to the brain, registering how painful this bout was. Both young women were attacking and howling as they knelt facing each other, the fronts of their young, sexy bodies mashed together while continuing to assault one another. Andrea’s panty resembled a thong as the navy material had bunched together and disappeared into the crack of her ass. Blood was seeping down upon her white flesh as Lisa’s long nails wreaked carnage on her sensitive fleshy backside. Andy had broken skin also as blood was easing down onto Lisa’s sweaty flesh, running down toward her chest. The girls outside the ring were in a frenzied state as they pounded their hands upon canvassed surface and cheered loudly for their girl to put a serious hurt on the other. Lisa was howling from the biting, but she had enough of her wits about her that she slid her right hand around the lower torso of the brunette and latched onto the front of the panty, squeezing and pinching at the brunette’s womanhood. Andy raised her head up off the shoulder and shrieked as she felt the pinching pressure being applied to her lower area. Lisa opened her hand and clenched it tightly shut, her fingers probing upward from beneath, grabbing and pressing up into her nearly exposed pussy. Andrea cried out as she felt her sacred area being violated and threw herself down onto the mat while rolling to her right, trying to escape from the redhead. Lisa moved upon her knees, pursuing the brunette while reaching out and grabbing hold of her hair. Andy lay upon her belly with the redhead holding her by the hair and climbing aboard her upper torso. Lisa sat facing the brunette’s shapely butt and rested hers atop the back of the brunette’s neck and shoulders. Andy tried reaching her arms up and back, but Lisa’s sexy backside prevented her from extending her arms very far. Andy scrambled hurriedly, raising her rear into the air while trying to climb up onto her knees. She rose onto her right knee but couldn’t get the sufficient leverage to rise up onto both, as the weight of the redhead held her pinned. Either way, it wasn’t a good idea as Lisa leaned forward towards her raised rump and placed her hand on the scratched up backside, sliding the hand across the flesh and began probing her fingers toward the brunette’s pussy from the rear. Andrea shrieked as she felt the sharp nails dig around the soft fleshy area between her legs. Lisa attempted to shut her up by bouncing down hard upon the back of the brunette’s neck. Andy yelped out painfully as the weight crushed her breasts down into the roughened canvassed surface. Lisa lifted up and dropped down hard again, crushing the brunette’s torso into the mat. Andrea screamed out and slapped the palms of her hands hard against the canvas as the Lisa camp cheered with delight. Lisa quickly became aware as to how much this was hurting the brunette and she ceased with her probing around the vaginal area of the girl from Nebraska. Lisa rocked her backside from side to side, shifting her weight right and then left, moving it back and forth, thrilled with the knowledge that she was grinding Andy’s chest into the mat. Andy pounded at the mat and screamed loudly from the abuse her chest was receiving. Lisa was really working it while launching another vicious attack on the bloodied butt cheeks of the brunette. Lisa plunged her nails into the flesh, the muscles of the buns tightening as Andy became aware of the damage being done. Lisa raked them hard across the scratched up flesh causing tears to flow from the dark eyed beauty. Tears began to run from her eye down across the cheek as her fleshy backside suffered from the sharp, long talons of her redheaded foe. Lisa paused and rocked back and forth, grinding the brunette’s chest into the mat once again. Andrea quickly hollered out her submission as she pounded her right hand against the blue, canvassed surface. A loud cheer went up within the small ranks as those that rooted for the redhead were finally rewarded when the brunette screamed out “no more, I quit.” Lisa quickly rolled off her opponent and lay upon her back staring up into the bright lights above. I glanced at my watch to see that this match up had gone for over twenty minutes. Andrea lay upon the mat face down, sobbing from the pain and exhaustion suffered from this extremely vicious encounter. Both young women lay in the ring while the crowd stirred and began to move about freely down outside the ring.

Jim spoke in a loud and clear voice getting everyone’s attention and announced that a thirty-minute break would ensue before the fights would resume. Each fighter was now taking advantage of the break period and moved into the dressing areas to tend to their wounds, while the two in the ring continued to lay upon the canvas exhausted, their young firm bodies glistening with sweat and heaving up and down as they breathed in and out deeply. Like kittens, these cats were all licking their wounds while they were able. It was an odd ritual, but Jim would not permit the fighters to clean up or drink anything until all the first round bouts were completed. Each fighter took a couple of girls along to assist. I started to talk to Jim when I noticed a movement up in the shadows along the top row of seats up behind us. I was shocked to see Nadia sitting up there looking down at the festivities taking place in and around the ring. I motioned for her to come down and she immediately moved toward the ramp. I watched as she moved along the catwalk and was taken in by her sheer beauty. She looked too fine as she wore a short, tight fitting blue jean skirt with sun tan hose and four-inch heels. Her skirt rivaled those of the teen fighters, but she just seemed to look so much better. Her long blonde hair flowed down beyond her shoulders and her pink, loose fitting blouse left nothing to the imagination as she left the top three buttons undone. As she reached the arena floor, she strolled over and gave me a peck on the cheek, then coyly asked, “Are you chasing jailbait again?” I started to explain but she cut me off by telling me she walked in just prior to the second bout and was just wondering what was up. I gave her a brief overview and she nodded letting me know that she was listening as she took in the sights of the youngsters moving about. She then inquired as to why I wasn’t recording the event, almost as though she knew something that I didn’t. As it turns out she did. When I told her that I was unable to reach Joseph, she broke the bad news that Joseph was avoiding me. She went on to explain that he had apparently been working the other girls, convincing them that I was ripping them off and that they should follow him and form their own organization. She also added with a grin that Karen fled so she wouldn’t have to fight her. “Mother Fucker” I blurted out as her words set off my anger. I treated that ass hole like a king, paid him well and along with everything else and this is the way he pays me back. I was fuming but the blonde reached out giving me a hug, pressing her to die for body up against mine. It felt so nice to be an item with her again, proving that I made the right decision and followed after her while leaving the naked Sharon behind in the dressing room that night. I watched her as she walked over toward the ring and saw her standing along side some of the teens. I couldn’t get over what a beautiful young woman she had grown into. As I gawked, I couldn’t help but notice that she was all woman and the others standing near were merely girls.

Jim announced that fifteen minutes remained and it was time for the first two fighters to begin preparing for their match. Lacey from Washington would be fighting Lea from California in the first bout while the sorely beaten Lisa from Idaho would be taking on Nicole from Nebraska. I was told that all four girls were the top seeds from their states and advanced as planned. I was also told that the fights would get a bit tougher although I found it hard to believe that it could get any worse than the fight between Lisa and Andrea. Although I was in a funk about the defections, I couldn’t help but smile when I thought about these young ladies fighting in this interesting and entertaining format. This coupled with the beautiful blonde standing a few feet away did wonders for my mindset. I gazed on her with love in my heart as I waited for the next round of fights to begin.

To Be Continued……………….