[~Rox Erotique~]

Hey folks! This is just a series I wanted to work on for some fun! I’ll be adding some more characters later as well as more acts (and as you probably notice - not all the characters in the cast feature yet but they will! And more cast members will be added too!)

You may remember some characters from other stories but this is… more of a parallel universe kind of thing! I didn’t want to step on other writers timelines or toes and I felt that this way I could get away with it! lol

It’s a work of fun for me and a tribute to some lovely people I’ve met on my time here! I hope you all enjoy and if you’re a friend and your name is not on the cast yet, don’t worry, I’ll most likely add you at a later date.. But if I don’t, please except my sincerest sorry! But writing takes time damn it! lol

The cast of characters…

Me!
Hi! I’m Gemma and I’m told that my fighting Rox! I wrestle a bit and scrap to keep fit and for the last 5 years I box. I have a gentle soul and a not so gentle ability to make bitches scream when they piss me off… a long fuse means that doesn’t happen often… but boy! When that fuse burns out, city’s tremble… Grrr…

Jonica!
A lovely, kind, warm and giving soul… unfortunately that soul is buried deep, Deep, DEEP inside the body of a total cxnt. I hate her. She follows her lover Joe around haplessly into mischief and chaos loving every second… apart from when she’s getting her arse kicked… which is every other second…

Joe!
He wanted to be a cop but had too many knocks to the head (from Jonica mostly) that and he loves trouble too much. His get rich quick schemes are usually illegal but that doesn’t stop him and Jonica…

Marie B!
This diminutive warrior packs a punch! She may be tiny but she’s got the heart of a lion! A sweet soul and an even sweeter ass! When it comes to wrestling she’s the top of the class!

Kayla!
Mischievous and immoral to the bone! This little minx isn’t so little, she’s tough to the core and beats girls to the floor! Her rampant desire leaves her mistress on fire!

Heather!
Kayla’s partner and not just in crime, she’s found by her side causing pain all the time. Together they roam the streets all alone, looking for victims to beat till they moan

Too Sexy Howard!
This man is Too Sexy! His stunning appeal just confuses and vex me! It’s a shame, to be sure that his heart isn’t pure… because he’ll beat you unable to get a lick of your navel!

Hawksmoor!
The long haired rocker from Hull, whose life was in a bit of a lull.. He’s a kind individual for sure, who’s own life he laments.. Until that is he finds himself in a staggering turn of events…

… I’ve started rhyming again… I catch myself doing that sometimes… sorry


Act 1   Scene 1 - The Plan


“It’ll be fine honey! You trust me don’t you?”

Hee hee! I know she’ll trust me, she always does! And why wouldn’t she! Look at me! Standing tall and proud dressed as new Orleans finest! This is my best plan ever!!!

“Well ok… just go over it again for me…”

“*sighs* OK! You go down that alleyway and when it’s quiet you mug the first girl you see! You let her beat you up and I run down pretending to be a cop and arrest her for assault! She protests her innocence and I blackmail her for everything she’s got! She won’t have a choice! She won‘t want to get arrested an she can’t report me to the cops because she thinks I am a cop! It’s fool proof!!!”

I’m so fucking smart sometimes it scares me!

“Well… it does sound like a slick plan but why do all your plans involve me getting beaten up?”
“Well… uh… not all my plans involve that! The last plan you were supposed to win!”
“SHE WAS 6’2” AND BUILT LIKE A TANK!!!! I ENDED UP IN HOSPITAL AGAIN!!!”
“Hey! I thought you like hospital! They did give you strawberry jello!”
“Mmmmm…. Strawberry….”
“Besides, you get to pick the girl this time! Just go for a girl who doesn’t look like she‘d hurt so much!”

Truth is I did feel kinda bad… My schemes were always fool proof! ALWAYS!… but fate it seems doesn’t appreciate  a resourceful mind… more often than not my sweet little Jonica would end up on the floor with a girl standing over her throwing a kick to her ribs… but damn! Could she take a beating! And she didn’t always lose too! This one time she had this big girl wailing on her left right and centre! I could almost feel the blows from my van (it was imperative to the plan that I stayed out of harms way… Don’t you look at me like that! IT WAS!!!) anyway… she was taking shots to the belly like they were on sale and even took one to her titty! Then the next thing I know, 3 quick punches back and this big girl was on the floor! I was so proud of my little Jonica! Unfortunately the police turned up and I had to drive away but luckily for us, she was beaten so bad the police just refused to believe she was the aggressor!

But that’s all in the past! I just know this plan will work! It’s fool proof!


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I stayed at the entrance of the alleyway while my Jonica makes her way down into the alley waiting for a suitable target to arrive. A few girls walk by and I know my Little Jonica so well I can almost read her mind as she sizes them up… Too big… Too fat… Too hairy - yuck!… then this Tattooed piece of meat walks past all cocky and sure and they pause for a second… is she picking her? She looks kinda tough… I can see by their eye’s that they’ve taken an instant dislike to each other… does she know her?… nah! We don’t know anyone like that… wait a minute… haven’t I seen her on TV? OH MY GOD!!! IT’S GEMMA ROX!!! It’s that wrestling chick!!! WOW!!! My little Jonica might get her ass kicked by a real life famous person!!! I’m so proud!!!… no… wait… she’s walking off… she did give my girl the finger though! I’m writing this in my journal tonight!

Oh now… here we go… DAMN! She’s… like… she’s so small! Hee hee! She probably doesn’t reach 5 foot! Her she goes!…


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“Hey bitch! Give me your money!”
“Excuse me?”
“I said little girl… Give me your fucking money!”
“Actually you said ‘hey bitch! give me your money’ to be more accurate”
“… uh… yeah I did… So fucking what!”
“Well if you call me a bitch again, I’m going to have to call you an ambulance that’s all”

Damn… this little girl’s fearless! I can see my Jonica having doubts. don’t let that bitch intimidate you! Come on! We need her to hit you! Call her a bitch again!

“oh… is that so BITCH!”
“For what it’s worth, you brought this on yourself…”
“OH MY GOD!!! AAAGGHHHH!!! MY FACE!!! MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!!!

Oops! That’s my queue! As I turn the corner and run towards them I can see my girl on her knees with the little blonde piece holding her head in her left hand and throwing in hard punches and slaps with her right! DAMN! She just kicked her in the sensitive’s!!!!

“POLICE STOP!!!”

Ha! That got her attention! OUCH! She just kneed Jonica to the head for good measure! I better draw my gun, this girls a little feisty!

“I SAID STOP!!!” I roar
“Officer, this girl tried to mug me.” she answers… ha she’s not going to get much sympathy from me!
“PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR! I’m arresting you for assault!”
“What? What the hell are you talking about! It was self defence!”
“Where am I?” Jonica mumbled
“quiet down there little lady, I’m handling this!” Shit! She’s knocked senseless! Shut up damn it!
“Joe? Is that you? I’m all wet and got hair in my mouth Joe…” Oh fuck… Oh Fuck… SHUT UP!
“no lady this isn’t Joe, but don’t worry, you’re safe now!”

I can see at this point our target is suspicious and Jonica is sitting up staring at her hands… her beaten brain trying to work out what they are… Damn! She must’ve got hit hard!… Ewe! She just picked her nose!

“Now lady, it seems pretty clear to me that you beat the living snot out of this poor lady on the floor here… I can arrest you… OR… we can arrange a little… compensation…”

Here comes the pay day baby!

“Fuck you dipshit!”
“What???… er… fine! I’m going to have to take you down town little lady!”
“I thought the standard firearm for New Orleans police officers was a Glock 22?”
“It is?.. I mean… uh… yeah… so what?”
“That’s a 9mm Berretta”
“My… uh… my pistol’s in the shop! Yeah! This was a replacement smart ass!”
“Oh… I see… do replacements normally have the word REPLICA written on the side?”
“……… shit………”

You know what… my quick thinking noggin has come to the conclusion that we may just have been rumbled… at least Jonica’s getting to her feet… seems she’s recovered…

“Oh fuck it! Just give us your fucking money short ass and you won’t get hurt!”

Seems I’ll have to do this the old fashioned way! Fuck! I’m over 6’ and weigh more than twice what she does! I’ll get paid anyway!

“Go fuck yourself shit for brains!”

I was mighty surprised by her answer but not as surprised was I was after her fist landed on my jaw! I didn’t even think she could reach that high! Now I’d like to regale you with the rest of this fine tale but soon after the first punch my clock was cleaned by a rather impressive spinning round house kick! Just my luck that fate threw us a tiny blonde ninja to mug! Anyway… for the rest of this story, I’ll transfer you over to my little Jonica’s subconscious on the grounds that I’m unconscious and such…


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“YOU BITCH!!!!!”

I couldn’t believe it! That little midget just Knocked my Joe flat out! He’s on his ass staring at the stars! Oh I’m gonna make this girl pay! And it’ll cost her more than a fucking purse! I start to circle her and she reciprocates (I like that word reciprocates!) as we stare at each other… I know from recent experience that the little shit can put a hurt on people but in all fairness I wasn’t trying to fight! I’m sure I can take her! She’s 4’11”!!!… then again… Joe is unconscious right now and he’s bigger than me… Maybe I didn’t think this through…

“Bring it you little bitch!” I snap
“I told you not to call me bitch!” she raged then slammed a tiny fist into my belly! OH HELL it hurts! How’d such a little kitty get to punch so hard? But I’m not done! I grab her arm and pull her towards me and meet her with an elbow to her temple! HA! Bitch dropped like a log!

“BITCH! BITCH! BITCH!” I scream as I stomp on her ribs and belly! I knew I could take her! Reaching down to grab her hair she lashes out with a kick while she’s on her back and it smacks me in the jaw. HARD! Ohhh… Fuck… I knew I couldn’t take her…

“You dumb slut! I told you not to call me that!” she growls as she gets to her feet then unleashes a lightning fast flurry of blows to my mid section!

Her arms are pumping like pistons as I take a beating! I lost count at the number of punches after 10, about the same time I lost the last of my breath and stars started dancing in front of me. I think the only thing keeping me awake is the agonising pain in my abs now then she changes tactic. Her left hand pinning me to the wall by my throat while she steps to the side of me and rains down heavy slaps to my belly! That’s just fucking mean!!! the strikes don’t rob me of oxygen but they sting like a swarm of bees! Again and again! Over and over! She rains down hard slaps and the alley echo’s with them! But the dumb bimbo is so focused on hurting me she didn’t see my right hand rise up and smack her in the face!

She’s off me now, staggering back holding her jaw as I rub my tummy… can’t believe she gave me a fucking pink belly! Grrr…. I charge at her! Then stop a step later as the pain in my belly is too much! Oh fuck she’s broke me! I think I’m going to throw up it hurts so much! But fortunately for me I don’t… unfortunately for me is because I don’t get the chance… Thrusting a hard kick forward just like Shawn Michaels in his hey day she delivers some sweet chin music! My head rocks back and I stagger for a second staring at the sky before that bitch gravity rears her ugly head and I drop like a rock.

I awake some time later to see Joe standing over me…

“Hey Baby, you ok?”
“Well that’s a pretty dumb question Joe…”
“Hey it’s not my fault you picked the toughest bitch in the alleyway!”
“I COULDN’T TELL HOW TOUGH SHE WAS!!! SHE WAS TINY!!!”
“So are ninja’s and they’re tough!”
“She wasn’t a ninja Joe…”
“She could have been…”
“JOE!!!”
“Sorry dear… the good news is some passers by took you for a passed out tramp and we made 12 bucks!”
“great Joe… my self-esteem is sky rocketing…”
“I’ll take you out for a Strawberry Sundae? Will that cheer you up?”
“OOHHH!!! STRAWBERRY!!!”

[~Rox Erotique~]

Act 2   Scene 1 - The Assault

New Orleans was a strange place… but business was business and if there was a lucrative match to be had, then I’m there! The mercenary life was a pretty good one to be honest! England is a small, boring place… and Wales was even smaller… and this way I get to travel the world all paid for and planned… all I have to do is risk life and limb fighting some of the toughest psychopaths on the planet… well… it beats working in a bank…

The city was strange, the people stranger! I loved that! You didn’t get the fake orange people of Beverly hills or the beach bum hippies of California, you got all sorts! Freak’s and losers! My kind of people!… speaking of freaks… who’s this chick giving me the eye? SHIT! She looks like she want’s to tear me apart! Little fucking blonde bimbo! I decide to shoot her a nasty look back after pausing to size her up, she‘s smaller than me and in good shape but although she looks scrappy, I don’t think she‘s a fighter… I find myself fighting an overwhelming urge to slap the bitch… she looks away and mutters something… I think it was slut… I’ll imagine it wasn’t. I’m in too good a mood to spoil it so I give her the finger and walk on…

A few blocks down and I see somebody I do recognise… Kayla… and she’s arm in arm with Heather… now this could be trouble. They both wrestle in the same league I do… well… I call what they do wrestling, it’s more like pounding the shit out of helpless girls and occasionally fucking them. But they draw in a crowd and because of that, I get a bigger payday…

We lock eyes, in particular me and Kayla… we’ve never fought before and I know it’ll happen real soon… but I have a grudging respect for her, she’s tough… REAL tough… and skilled we give each other a silent nod as we approach. I’m kind of surprised really, I wouldn’t have expected Kayla to give anyone respect. Maybe her reputation does her a disservice…

As we pass in the alleyway Heather pushes Kayla and giggles. She giggles because Kayla flies into me and knocks me into some open bins! Trash and myself sprawling everywhere! Oh fuck! Was this a restaurants bins? UURGH! FISH!

“Oh honey, I think you’re early? They take out the trash at midnight!” Kayla chuckles… so much for respect.

I fly up to my feet and breath heavy to control myself. An instant later after a nose full of what must surly be bad chicken I regret it… I step out of the trash and dust myself off

“very funny ladies, thanks for that” I reply sourly before turning to walk away. There are two of them after all and although my day has gotten a little worse, it’s still sunny and I’m still happy

“Oh my god!” Heather laughs “She’s just going to take that? She is a fucking pussy! HAHAHAHA!!!”

I stop and breath a little deeper now… that’s just fucking rude… turning around I walk back towards them and Kayla steps forward a little

“look you two, I’m not looking for trouble today, I’m just out for a walk and taking in the sights…” I state calmly and forcefully, my voice taking an authoritive tone

“Taking in the smells too! You fucking stink!!!” Kayla giggles and heather bursts into tears laughing

“look…” my anger is tittering on the edge now… that’s not a good thing… “I don’t want any fucking trouble with you cxnts! If you really want to fight. Meet me in a fucking ring you skanks!”

My tone changes the mood drastically… their laughter replaced with sneers and mischievous looks… I know I’m in trouble… these too have a reputation… they spread out… Kayla takes my left side and Heather my right as they step closer…

“But we’re so impatient…” Kayla teases
“and the next event isn’t for 2 weeks!” heather finishes

That pretty much seals it for me, I know they’re going to jump me so I lash out first! I slide to the right and smash an elbow into Heathers solar plexus! She drops hard gasping for breath! But as I turn to face Kayla, she’s already thrown a heavy right hook that meets my turn hard! I stagger back and trip over heathers gasping body but use the momentum to roll backwards and too my feet! Kayla has a boxing stance to her now… and she looks every part the fighter… 5’9” to my 5’3” and her 145lbs outweighed my by 30-35lbs…

I circle her wanting to get away encase Heather managed to throw out a kick or trip and went in hard! I lent in with a fake left to her head then pulled back and twisted to land a devastating right hook into her ribs! I could see her face grimace as the pain surged through her body! Not wanting to lose the momentum I pulled back and jack hammered my right fist in again higher this time to the unprotected ribs just under her arm and to the side of her left breast! I KNOW this hurt! I’ve felt that shot a few times! She backed off panting as her breathing was painful now and I followed up

Changing my stance to southpaw I fired some quick right jabs between her defences and her head rocked back with each hit! I couldn’t believe it! I was about to knock out one of the toughest fighters in the world out numbered and jumped down an alley way! If it wasn’t for the smell of hot trash, this would be a perfect day!

Switching back to an orthodox stance I let my left jab opens her up and raised her guard with it to give me an inviting target… with everything I had I pushed off with my right leg, twisting forward and RAMMED an uppercut into her midsection! She went down hard and I’m not surprised… as tough as she is, that shot should have floored anyone! I looked down at her gasping and panting, pain on her face and in my posh English accent…

“fucked with the wrong girl honey… make a scheduled match next time and I‘ll go easy on you”

It’s about then that the sky suddenly came into view… with my focus on Kayla I never heard Heather sneak up and execute a perfect belly to back suplex! I screamed “NOOOOOO!!!!” only to be cut of as my shoulders and head landed with a sickening crack on the tarmac! My body went limp and I hung onto consciousness by the tiniest thread. The suplex was as perfect as it was brutal, lifting me and arching her back into a perfect bridge, she slammed my full weight down and I rolled over onto my face from the momentum. My blurry eye’s could make out her tending to Kayla and then they both walked over to me…

“Time to have a little fun don’t you think baby?” Kayla asked with a giggle
“Oh most definitely! How long do you think she’ll last? I say she’s done after 5 minutes!” Heather replies
“5 minutes??? Come on! She’s a tough little slut! I’m giving her at least 10! Set your stop watch!”

I couldn’t believe it! They’re having a bet on how long I can take the pounding they’ve got planned! They lifted my up and Heather put me in a full nelson! The pain shot through me as my shoulders felt like they were being torn apart! Then Kayla took her boxing pose and started throwing punches! First a straight left jab to the face then followed with a light right cross! Not hard enough to KO me but certainly enough to hurt! 3 more quick left jabs and my right cheek felt like it was swelling already! The throbbing pain building.

She switched areas and went to work on my 36d breasts… it’s hard to describe the pain when you get punched in your breast but I know Ouch doesn’t do it any justice… a heavy left hook slammed into my right ribs then into my soft breast and I gasped in agony! Clearly she was repaying me for my right rib punch earlier! Then a right uppercut into the soft flesh under my breast! Her knuckles hit and dragged against my ribs as she smashed my fleshy breast up! It felt like it was being torn off! And my scream was filled with anguish.

Now to my stomach… they paid me no mercy at all… rolling up my t-shirt to expose my flat, toned belly… first a right hook, then a left, then another right… slowly getting harder and harder as Heather egged her on

“Go on baby! Fuck this little slut up!”

Her punches landed harder and harder and sank deeper and deeper! I struggled to tense! My muscles being blasted and pulverised by her endless barrage! She was sweating now and I felt like I’d been here for hours! She slowed the pace now going for power and accuracy over ferocity. This was a cruel move as if she kept up the pace I’d have most likely blacked out by now, but instead my body had some precious seconds to gasp for more air in between blows. Her first heavy punch was an uppercut aimed 3 inches below my navel! Her fist sank in deep and I gasped as she kept it there! Twisting her fist and protruding her middle knuckle as she looked me in the eye’s then the same again to the exact same spot only a left punch! My legs were rubber now my shoulders screaming in pain but with heathers grasp I was unable to move… Kayla then took me by surprise ramming her knee into my pussy!

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed tears running down my face!

Beep… beep… beep the timer went off and broke her concentration

“Fuck! I LOST!” Heather moaned then tightened her full nelson as punishment for her losing her bet!

Again Kayla worked on my belly this time she sent in right jabs but I was confused… they weren’t anywhere near her hardest! But they came constantly… every half a second then I realised what she was doing… every single one landed in the exact same spot just above my navel again and again and again! She never let up the punches getting harder and harder but her accuracy was flawless! My body started convulsing as the shock of the pain and the relentless rhythm of them pounded my muscles to mush!~ my defences were gone. I’ve got some good abs and they’ve taken a beating before but after her constant assault I just couldn’t tense anymore. I just took the whole shot and suffered again and again and again…

For almost a minute she kept it up! Over 100 punches she must have landed and each one to the same spot! I was punch drunk now, the pain was overwhelming. They backed me up to a wall and took their positions either side of me, just like at the start of this fight… Kayla to my left and Heather to my right. Holding me up with one hand they pulled back with the other and in unison the POWERED their punches into me! Both connecting at the same time! Either side of my belly button and with my back to the wall there was no retreat for my body as their fists drove deep within me, ravaging my aching body and driving the air from my lungs. Then they drew back and again they slammed me! Then a third time! Then a forth time!

Beep… beep… beep…

They stopped again

“SHIT!!! She lasted over 10 minutes??? Is that a record?” Heather asks
“Nah! She’s tough but not that tough! I’m sure we’ve done longer!” Kayla laughs before adding
“But we do have reservations at the restaurant… I best finish this”

She stood facing me and drew her right fist back far, almost in slow motion I could see the tiniest details… her right foot pushing off from her heel… the transfer of weight expertly to her front foot… the twist of her hips coming split seconds before her shoulder catches up and twist also… her entire bodyweight flying forward into this one epic right hand and it sinks in deep! The perfect right cross! The slap of fist on tummy rings out. My annihilated stomach muscles offering no resistance or protection. With my back to the wall I’m obliged to take the entire force of the punch! I gasp a silent scream and double over, my body robbed of consciousness as I twist and collapse onto my back into oblivion.


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Act 2   Scene 2 - A knight in purple fuzzy armour???

Oh me oh my! What a day! What a time! The sun is shining and the birds are singing and why wouldn’t they! They get to watch ME walk by! Too Sexy himself! Howard Cosell!!!… and what’s this? A damsel in distress??? A maiden who needs a savin? Well I better offer my services!

HOOOO!!!   LYYYY!!!   SHIT!!! If it isn’t little Gemma Rox! All banged up and hanged up, just left here to dry… someone’s done a number on you girl! And that ain’t no lie!… oh… oh my indeed… you are in need… look at that pretty tummy just all bruised and yummy… now I’m not one to take advantage of a girl in such a state… I’m a GEN..U..INE GENTLEMAN! But by god that’s a nice little belly, but it’s all black and blue! Someone really went to town on you… I better give it the kiss of life, it’s my civic duty!

Oh gosh… oh golly! Mmmmm.. That’s nice! I do like an innie! All mysterious and delicate and just look at those curves… those lines are just divine! These toned little lumps are giving me goose bumps! Oh shit! She’s waking up! Better work fast!… mmmm… ooohhhh

“Uuuugggghhh… Kayla… you fucking cxnt get of meeee…..”

Hehe! I guess I know who’s to blame but it’s all the same! She’ll thank me for my soothing, alluring work!

“ooohh.. You fucking bitch get off me… Huh? WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!”

Yep she’s awake!

“Now hey there little LAY.. DEE!!! I’m a sensitive soul don’t you know and that language just isn’t befitting of a girl as delicate as yo fine self!”

“TOO SEXY!!! GET THE FUCK OFF MY BELLY YOU FUCKING PERVERT!!!”

“Now wait a damn minute! Here I was giving you the kiss of life, and by the fire in you now I’d say it worked! And you cuss me out like that??? Where’s your shame girl you should be thanking me!!!”

“THE KISS OF LIFE IS ON THE MOUTH YOU DICK!!!”

Man she is angry…

“Now that’s just semantics! And besides! It wasn’t your mouth that was hurtin! I just applied my expert touch to sooth your aching body, where the hell is my thanks! You ungrateful! Ungracious! Unmindful little tramp!”

HA! That should put her in her place! DAMN! There’s a thousand women in this city who’d wrestle an alligator if the prize was to behold my eyes! I’m mean look at me! All toned and right! Full of power and might! The men want to be me and the women want to be with me!

“Did you just call me a fucking tramp? Grrr….”

Shit! Did she just growl at me? I mean I’m no stranger to strange noises coming from the opposite sex and into my general vicinity, but that sounded mean? I think she means to do me harm! And here I am with all my charm!

“Bitch you better know your place! I’d hate to see you fall from Grace! Now calm that sexy ass down baby and let me work my magic on those hurtin lil bumps o’ yours! Mmmmm…oohhhh… OOWEEE!!!!”

That bitch pulled my hair! Fine! See how you like this!

“AAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

“That’s right bitch! A claw to your belly! You don’t DARE harm the hair!”

By this point I was feeling pretty righteous! She brought it on her self! (and her toned little belly did feel pretty good in my fingers…) Then the damnedest thing happened… She punched me in the head! Now I’ve taken some blows before but mostly by men… there was this one woman… little Marie B… Bitch! She had to go on her lil tippy toes to reach me! But I digress… the reason I’m taken by surprise is that this punch packed the nastiest crunch! And sent me on my back! Up she rose, her face betrayed the pain she was in but that didn’t stop her! So I got up to!

“Now girl! I know you ain’t stupid enough to hit me on purpose so once you apologise I’ll be on my way!”

“In two weeks time…” now this response puzzled me… and being a curious creature by nature I enquired as to what she meant in the most gentlemanly and cordial fashion possible…

“What the fuck you talkin bout you crazy slut?”

“In two weeks time I want a match! At the House of Pain main event! IF you win… I’ll apologise… but if I win, you’ll get on your knees and kiss my feet and appologise to me!

“YUCK! I hate feet!”

“You just licked my belly button you freak!”

“Now Don’t you be takin to name callin! It doesn’t befit a lady! But that hardly seems fair??? If I win I get a tiny little apology which by right you owe me anyway! And if you win I have to kiss your smelly feet and apologise even though there was no transgression! You imply a lapse of judgement on my behalf! A misbehaviour! A misdemeanour!”

“If you’re too scared then that’s fine!”

“TOO SCARED? Why you infuriating little pixy! You brat! You gnat! I should swat you like a bug and pay you no further heed! Too scared indeed! I accept your offer and to you I’ll say, be what may… you’re going down little rock! I’m gonna clean yo clock!!!”

[~Rox Erotique~]

Act 3 Scene 1 - The house of Pain (Jump around!)


The day has arrived! And I’m here again in the House of Pain!!! Sure I feel kinda bad for little ole Gemma Rox… after all she’s when we meet she’s gonna get beat… and beat BAD! But I can’t feel too sad…. She brought it on herself! Implying that my actions were something other than honourable! The exasperation! The indignation! She’s gonna suffer - sure as hell I’ll ring her bell! Oh damn! They’re playing my song!

Back in Black by AC/DC! I love it when that rings out and the crowd all cheer! Of course I’m getting some boo’s tonight… but I’m pretty sure that’s just short for Beautiful… then again… they love women wrestling and they love men wrestling but they don’t think much of a man wrestling a woman… that’s for sure… but it ain’t my fault! She asked for this! And what kind of gentleman would I be if I declined a ladies request! But Too Sexy never let’s a crowd get me down! And my smile wont waiver, to me the Boo’s from the ladies all sound like ooh’s and I Love it! As for the men‘s Boo‘s… well I don‘t pay much heed to men, I know they‘re just scared of losing their women!

I step up to the ring and let my heavy Purple super fly fur coat fall to the arms of my adoring wife Shakena. Look at these helpless women in the crowd! All held in awe of my beautiful black ass! 6’1” and 160lb of toned sexy! Dressed in my tight Purple shorts and matching boots and pads, I look every part the pimp! Better address my adoring public!

“OH CHEER! OH CHEER! THE BIG MAN IS HERE!”
“HAVE NO FEAR! THE TIME DRAWS NEAR!”
“THAT LITTLE SHIT OF A BRIT! I’M GONNA POUND HER TILL SHE QUITS!”
“I CAN HARDLY SEE WHY SHE’D DARE CHALLENGE ME???”
“BUT I’LL ACQUIESCE TO HER REQUEST, AND BEAT HER DOWN TO PROVE WHO’S BEST!”

At this point I can hardly believe it but that little shit had the gall! The audacity! The just plain bad manners to interrupt my seduction of the good people of New Orleans! Her racket plays out and they can’t even here me! Some loud trash music - much like herself I muse! Loud and trashy but oh so flashy! I see she’s wearing the tiniest of tiny skirts above her tight stretchy wrestling panties! All Tartan and cute! That little red and black skirt is little more than a tease than a piece of fabric! Now that stretched out halter top… Mmmmm… red to match her outfit, they do so support her assets in a most generous fashion… and little red pads to make sure she doesn’t skin her itty bitty knees, how sweet! Oh wait! It appears we have an altercation on our hands…

---GEMMA ROX---

I’m going to tear this lanky pervert apart I just know I..OOOOWWWEEEEE!!!!!
That bitch pulled my hair!!!
Joe: “JONICA!!! What the hell are you doing!”
Jonica: “That’s the bitch who gave me the finger in the alleyway! SLUT!!!”
Joe: “ARE YOU CRAZY!!! SHE’S A PROFESIONAL FIGHTER!!!”
Jonica: “HEY! Less of the crazy! I’m just spirited is all…”
Joe: “yes dear… LOOK OUT!!!”
Gemma throws a right hook and it connects solid with Jonica’s cheek bone!
Jonica: “MY FACE!!! MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!!!”

Ha! Little runt! Pulling my hair indeed!!! I’m sure I’ve seen her before… and she did say I gave her the finger… to be honest she does look like the kind of girl I’d hate… or fuck… probably both. ANYWAY! Back to the match!

---TOO SEXY---

Damn! She can’t even wait to get into the ring to fight! She’s a menace! I public nuisance! It’s my duty to put this little English girl in her place! Coming over here and punching our fine American ladies indeed!

“OK Little Lady… I’m gonna give you a chance to apologise infro.. OOOOMMMFFF!!!!!”

I can’t believe it! She kicked me in the gut!!! If that boot landed a few inches lower, the nation would be in mourning right now! “AAAAGGGGHHHH!!!” the little bitch grabbed me in a side head lock! DAMN!!! She’s strong! But I’m stronger! Putting my right arm around her waist and my left between those delicate legs I lift her up onto my shoulder! Yeah she’s kicking and twisting but there’s only one place for this lady and that’s the canvas! I fall back, and drive her down hard! From up high on my shoulder she plummets close to 6’ and slams her head and shoulders on the mat! That broke her little head lock!

Ohhhh…. She’s hurtin bad… NOT BAD ENOUGH!!! Kicking me indeed! The arrogance! The superciliousness! The overconfidence!

“DOESN’T THIS GIRL KNOW I’M TOO SEXY TO BE BEAT!!!” Hell! Not a month ago I was standing pretty in New York City and I made the mistake of thrusting my hips provocatively! The front 5 row’s all got pregnant! EVEN THE MEN! THAT’S how sexy I am!”

Time to finish this little bitch off… DAMN! She’s up! Well I guess I’ll have to knock her down again! Seeing her still dazed I run into her and push her back before propelling her off the ropes across the ring! I step into the centre and wait for my pray to bounce back and duck ready to flip her so high, she’ll think she can fly!

“OOOMMMFFF!!!”

Bitch kicked me in the chest! I underestimated her… I better give her my best…

“AAAGGGHH!!!”

She hit’s me with a standing drop kick and I’m on my back! Now it is true that thousands of ladies would argue that I do my best work on my back but this isn’t the time or place to be entertaining such notions… I’m about to arise and “OOOMMMFFF!!!” there it is again! That sound of the air escaping my lungs as she stomps on me with her little red boots! That hurt and I’m not too proud to say it! The ribs are a delicate thing! She Grab’s my hair!

“NOT THE HAIR!!!”

Then sits behind be clamping on a head scissors!!!

“AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUHHHHHH!!!!”

I cry out choked and hurtin! Her legs are like a steel trap! A smooth steel trap… A silky steel trap… a milky white, perfectly toned steel trap… DAMN IT! FOCUS!!! As fine as they are they hurt! And she’s got her claws in my hair! My beautiful hair! Ooh this girls gonna pay for that! My first thought is to pry off her thighs but they are just too damn strong! Even for a stud like me! She starts to rhythmically squeeze loosening ever so slightly only to squeeze harder still! I think if I stay here much longer my heads gonna pop like a grape! That’s when I decide I’ll go for her ankles! I manage to separate them… HA! Not the first time I‘ve parted some legs! then pull her right leg towards me and twist her ankle nastily!

“AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! SHIT!!!!” She cries

And it’s a good cry too! Something about that posh little accent gives me the vapours! Let’s see what other noises she can make… locking her ankle tight with her behind me I twist her foot… uugh! I hate feet! But needs must and right now I have a need to hear this girl plead! But then she surprises me yet again! I thought she’d be on her back all cryin and shit but she sits up and wraps my neck in a sleeper hold!!!

Oh good god! I can’t go out like this! She’s five foot three! A little lady! As pretty as can be! She can’t beat me! I tighten my lock and she let’s out another scream! But far from dropping her hold she tightens it… ooh my… the rooms a getting darker now… I need to change up… I drop her foot and start to get to my feet… the extra 110lbs dragging me down doesn’t help my cause but I’m Too Sexy… I manage it. Then as soon as I’m up I’m going down! Grabbing her legs so she’s stuck on my back I leap high into the air and smash down on my back! Her pretty little body makes a good safety mat! With two nice little cushions…

She doesn’t cry out… mainly because she doesn’t have the breath to! My bull 160lbs on top of her SLAMS the air from her ample chest! I turn around to see her eye’s wide in a silent scream her mouth open but nothing going out, just gasping all panicked… Now it’s time to make her scream… I stand up, locking her sexy toned calves under my arms and step over, twisting her into a Boston Crab! Oh good lord she’s screaming now!

“EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAGAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Pounding the canvas with her fists and cussing like a sailor! She’s hurtin to be sure and there ain’t know way she’s getting out of this!

“Time to give up little girl! I’ll take my apology now if it’s all the same just say you quit and I’ll let you go!”

But the strangest thing happens… she doesn’t quit! Instead the referee tells me to break the hold!

“What the hell man!” I rage!

“She got to the ropes” he answers plainly and I slap my forehead and close my eye’s! the ropes! Damn! I need to pay more attention!

She’s used the ropes to get to her feet and her right foot is still hurtin, I can tell by her limp.

“Come on girly! Just give it up! You ain’t gonna beat me I’m Too Sexy! There ain’t no shame in calling it a day!”

But she just smiles and gives me the finger! DAMN IT! Holding on to the ropes just to stand she thinks she can beat ME? TOO SEXY? I charge forward to clothesline her right out of my damn ring! But she ducked! Flipping me over I got no place to go but down! And down hard! To the thinly padded floor I drop a whole 10 feet!

“AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!” I land hard!

My back’s in agony! That much is plain to see! But slowly and tentatively I get to my feet and turn only to see Gemma Rox bouncing off the far rope and sprinting towards me!!! She was playing possum! The dirty little rat! And then she nailed me with a baseball slide!

“UUUGGGNNNNN…..” the two footed kick sends me flying into the metal barriers and it hurts oh so bad! My arms are hanging off, the only thing keeping me up then she adopts a peculiar stance… it looks like she wants to box? But that can’t be it? She’s a girl! She can’t hit! Can she? OH GOD SHE CAN!!! Blow by blow she throws into me and my arms hanging up I’m defenceless you see! My body takes a pounding and my ribs a beating and my chest a battering. Her dainty little fists pack one hell of a wallop! Then she stands to my right and grabs the railing for balance before sending in kick after kick into my toned abs! that’s no way to treat a man as fine as me! But suddenly the kicks stop… I’m a bit groggy at this point that’s for sure but turning around I can see the same blonde girl Gemma smacked earlier has her in a sleeper hold!

Jonica: “SAY GOODNIGHT BITCH!!!”
Gemma: “UUuuggghhh..*cough* aaaakkk!”
Jonica: “WOW… you really have a way with words…”

I can see her weaken… this is just what I needed!… ur… wait a second, I’ll rephrase that… of course I didn’t need the help! I’m Too Sexy! But who am I to interfere when two ladies have a tussle?… yeah… that’s it!

Man… she’s got it locked on tight! She really hates that chick!

Jonica: “not so tough now are you slut!”
Gemma: “I’M…. AAAKK!!!…. I’M GOING TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!!! *Cough*”
Jonica: “just shut up and go to sleep bitch!”

And soon after that she did! All out cold no longer big and bold, her arms drop down and she’s in lala land! I thank the little lady for her efforts then explain how they were really not necessary but she has a good heart to match that fine ass! Picking up Gemma I roll her under the bottom rope and climb in behind her, she’s all glassy and hazy, not knowing where the hell she is! So I place my foot on her and pose for the adoring public!

“One!… Two!…”

………… “Surly good man, you’ve made some mistake?”

“Her shoulders up Too Sexy” replies the referee

And I look down to see her, barely conscious and still kicking out of the pin! The audacity! The Nerve! This plucky little Brit is about to feel like shit! I normally only do this to guys but she needs to know her damn role!

I grip her hair and pull her up to her shaky feet then SLAM a hard right uppercut to her soft little belly! My fist smashing it’s way through her toned abs and deep into her soft belly. She doubles over gasping just like I knew she would! Truth be told I know she was still hurting from that beat down Kayla and Heather issued! Then I took her head and put it between my thighs… the crowd booed and swore… they knew what was coming but hell! She deserves it! I bend over slightly and my hands work their way over her back and down her side until my little fingers playfully rub their way over her flat, smooth belly! Mmmm… it feels good! I lock my fingers and suddenly heave! Spinning her and lifting her! DAMN! This was easy! She’s so tiny! It’s a hell of a lot easier doing this to a 110lb woman than a 200lb man! I should fight girls more often… Now she’s sat on my shoulders, my face in an intimate place… her skirt over my head I give her little kitty a kiss before pulling my arms down hard and dropping to my ass and SMASHING her back and head into the Canvas from high up, oh so painfully down!!! She bounces a clear two feet of the mat before landing down hard again!

I can here the announcer scream into his microphone “SEX BOMB!!! TOO SEXY JUST NAILED HER WITH A SEX BOMB!!!”

And I get up and strut my stuff! Oh yeah! I’m the king! I strut over to her and she’s out cold! I mean stone cold! Her little body’s NEVER taken a hit like that before! Not many people have and TO… THIS…  DAY! Nobodies ever got up from it! I kneel down and start to lick at her delectable navel and place a hand on her chest for the pin

“ONE!… TWO!… THREE!” and the win goes to me! Can’t you see! It was always gonna be!

With a gentle slap I bring her back and smile at her frown, she looks like a clown! All beaten and bruised!

“Time to apologise bitch!”

“Uuuuggghhhh… wha… who?… where am I?”

“You’re at my feet laying in defeat! I told you this would happen next time we meet!”

“Oooohhhhh Shit! I’m gonna kill that blonde slut!”

But eventually after the meanest staring contest I ever did saw between Gemma and the Blonde chick she turned to me and I held the mic up to her face and pull out a card from my trunks (I know, I know… you’re probably thinking that with all that’s large and majestic down there, surly the isn’t enough room for even an itty bitty card!)

“…*sigh*… I’m sorry I pulled your hair and hit you in the face…”

“AND?…”

“…*a bigger sigh*… You were right to kiss my belly, I needed the urgent… uugh… medical attention…”

“AND?…”

“…*an even bigger sigh*… You are the king and your Sexyness makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside! I’M GONNA KILL YOU BLONDIE!!!”

As she finishes she leaps through the ropes and drags the little girl over the barriers! They wail on each other and eventually 2 stewards pull them apart! With Gemma screaming “3 WEEKS!!! MEET ME HERE IN 3 FUCKING WEEKS!!!!!”

***********************

A brief foray into Joe’s head…

“Oh my god! We’re gonna be rich!!!”
“WHAT??? I’m gonna be dead!!!”
“Don’t you get it! These girls get paid Thousands! TENS OF THOUSANDS!!!”
“I can’t spend it in a coma honey!”
“You can take her baby! You’d rip her apart! You‘ve fought bigger girls than her!”
“Yeah and lost… do you really think I could take her?”

Not in a million years… but she’s taken beating before and never one so lucrative! I do feel kinda bad for what I’m about  to say… and I’ll feel even worse in three weeks when I’m at the hospital… but she’ll understand! I’m saying this out of love!

“Honey! You’ll tear that bitch apart! You’ve already knocked her out once! Just do that again! It’s in the bag!!!” She looked at me with those big ole eyes and with pride in her heart she beamed!
“I’ll do it for you Joe!”

Yeah… she’s gonna die…

[~Rox Erotique~]

Act 4 Scene 1 - the day of the fight…


Hey there folks! I’m Jonica! Now I know that you’ve been hearing a lot about me lately from that prissy little English Slut Gemma Rox! But I’m here to put right my good name! You see… Gemma would have you believe that we were down in that alleyway looking to mug scared, lonely women but that isn’t it at all! We… uh… we were giving a talk at a nearby orphanage!… Yeah… that’s it!… It was about the dangers of crossing the road!!! That’s why Joe was dressed as a cop see! And then that nasty little whore Marie B attacked me and Joe and beat us up! We’re the victims!!!

Then a few weeks later, I was feeling down about getting mugged (can’t you just see all those poor little orphans trying to cross the road now! I bet they’re getting hit by busses as we speak and it’s all Marie B’s fault!) so Joe took me to a wrestling match to cheer me up, then for no reason at all, Gemma started calling me names!.. Yeah! That’s what happened!… she called me the nastiest things you could imagine so I had to defend my honour by surprise attacking her with a sleeper hold and knocking her out! Everyone knows that’s the proper response to a verbal slur in polite society! So she challenged me to a fight! And I accepted! It had nothing at all to do with the copious amount of money involved… it was a matter of pride! I’m a kind soul you know! I’d never do anything just for the money…

“HEY!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!!”

“Oh Hey Gemma… I’m just Narrating that’s all…”

“This is my story you dumb bitch!!!”

“That’s not fair!!! Why have I got to be the bad girl!!!”

“Because you are!!! You KO’d me and got me power bombed by a 6’ 160lbs black guy with a navel fetish!!!”

“yeah… uh… but still…”

“GET THE FUCK OUT!!!!”

“Fine! I’ll right my own story… and I’ll give you crabs in it… Grrr….”

Sorry folks… It’s Gemma here, and I’m about to tell you a little tale of pain and humiliation… our story starts in the hide out of two notoriously shit criminals Joe and Jonica…

Jonica: “Hey baby! What did the commissioner say?”
Joe: “IT’S ON!!!! In 3 weeks you go up against Gemma Rox!!!”
Jonica: “What about the money??? SHOW ME THE MONEY!!!”
Joe: “$25,000 BABY!!! WOO HOO!!!!!!!”

It was at this point Jonica passed out, her greedy, black soul exploded with joy and she passed out into dreams of strawberry fields…

Some minutes later…

Jonica: “uuuggghh…wha… huh?”
Joe: “are you alright?”
Jonica: “Yeah honey… I’m good… why is my bra undone?”
Joe: “Uh… well… the fall must have done it!”
Jonica: “You are such a pig! I WAS UNCONCIOUS!!!“
Joe: “$25,000!!!” he beamed praying the money would change the conversation…
Jonica: “WOW!!! $25,000!!! How’d you get so much!” phew! God bless her greedy heart and short attention span
Joe: “apparently Gemma’s a big deal so she gets the big bucks! You really pissed off a gold mine there sweetie! And… uh… and other stuff helped…”
Jonica: “what other stuff?”
Joe: “well… it’s a cage match… and… uh *COUGH* topless *COUGH*
Jonica: “WHAT!!!! YOU FUCKING DICK!!! I’M IN A TOPLESS CAGE MATCH???
Joe: “For $25,000!!!!!”
Jonica: “mmmmm… money…”
Joe: “there you are sweetie! didn’t I say I’d take care of you!”
Jonica: why don’t I have any pants on?”
Joe: “… uh… the fall must have done it…”
Jonica: “JOE!!!!”
Joe: “Sorry dear…”

The next three weeks were filled with pain for Jonica… and that makes me happy… she would wrestle and run and wrestle and swim and wrestle and lift weights and wrestle. She was actually quite confident until it was time to make her way to the arena…

Jonica: “Honey? Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean… I’ll be topless and locked in a cage with a girl who want’s to kill me…”
Joe: “It’ll be fine babes! $25,000!”
Jonica: “Yeah… I know how much money we’re getting… but do you think I can win?”
Joe: “It’ll be fine babes! $25,000!”
Jonica: “…Uh … I’m sleeping with the mailman and we’re going to move to Lisbon to start a donkey farm…”
Joe “It’ll be fine babes! $25,000!”

It was at this point Jonica started to doubt that Joes attention was totally fixed on the conversation… she decided to let it go and let him drive. The Arena was ominously close now and with every block nearer they got, her confidence dropped and dropped. Hehe! Good! Bitch deserves a beat down!

I was already there inspecting the cage. Sure I was nervous, I’m always nervous before a fight but that’s not a bad thing. I know I’ll destroy her! She’s never done this before and I’ve had some experience in this cage. I still can’t believe she demanded a topless fight! Fucking bitch! It’s not like she has much to show! I think she’s just trying to wrong foot me and make me self conscious. No fucking chance! Lord knows I’ve done a lot worse than just show my boobs in public…

I hear the main door open and she walks in with her boyfriend… God I hate that Bitch!

“Ready to get your arse kicked little slut?” I call out, my posh English accent echoing in the large, empty expanse. I can see her face scrunch into a hateful ball as she glares at me. It make an improvement.. She mumbles something to Joe and they both smile… that I don’t like… They approach me and I start to get on my guard… there’s a few hours till the fight and maybe they plan on evening the odds before the show…

“Well cxnt! That’s a nice little cage you got there, shame it’s gonna be your death bed!”

“Oh please slut! Do you even know what a cage match is?” I fire back

“ugghhh…well… it’s a fight in a cage!” she answers with a smile, satisfied that she got it right

“Genius! And how exactly do you win a cage match?” I ask chuckling as she looks at Joe and realises she has no idea what she’s in for…

“Pinfall?” she finally says, her answer more of a question really

“You do know you’re going to get beat to a pulp right?” I chuckle as she looks at her feet embarrassed that she never actually thought to ask what a cage match is… dumb fuck! “ In a cage match, we’ll be locked in this 20’ by 20’ by 12’ cage and there will be a key hanging off the very top. All you have to do is climb up, get the key, unlock the door and walk out.”

“That’s it! To win you have to walk out?” she beams happily

“yeah… but to climb up that cage… and to unhook that key… and to unlock that door… and to walk out to freedom… you have to get passed me. And while we’re in that cage… I can do anything I want to you. And nobody can stop me!”

A 20 foot wrestling ring? - $12.500
A 12 foot high Cage to surround it? - $14,000
Renting a 25,000 seated arena? - $64,000
The look on Jonica’s face when reality sets in? - Priceless!

Her posture hardens and her rebellious nature kicks in

“well we’re not alone in that cage yet bitch and right now there’s two of us and one of you!” she growls stepping towards me

“Hey you fucking bitch! Save it for the match!” I snap back

I can see Joe stepping forward too. No doubt the realisation set in that if I’m beaten up, Jonica might win… and if she wins, they might be invited back for more matches… and more matches means more paydays… oh shit… They’ve got the exit blocked off and my back is to the cage… Fuck it! I’ll fight right now if I have too! I’m ready to throw a hard right at Jonica’s face when I hear a voice speak up from behind them

“What the fuck are you two shit wits doing in my arena?” the melodic Canadian voice echoes out. Joe and Jonica’s faces go white as they both turn to see an angry Marie B standing with her hands on her hips

Joe: “IT’S THE NINJA!!!”
Jonica: “She’s not a fucking Ninja Joe!”
Joe: “How do you know?”
Jonica: “Because she’s fucking Canadian!!!”
Joe: “Canadians can be Ninja’s!”
Jonica: “THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS A CANADIAN NINJA!!!”
Joe: “What about Portia Perez and Nicole Mathews?”
Jonica: “Wow… what a random reference… I doubt anyone is going to know who they are!”
Me: “Truth is I didn’t know until I Googled it for this joke”
Joe & Jonica: “What???”
Me: “…Er… nothing… didn’t say a word…”

Marie B looks at my dim-witted aggressors hard.

“You fucking Ass Holes? You are the reason I lost my main event status? A couple of low life muggers? And you Gemma! I should knock the shit out of you for this!” She growls, clearly angry that her match got pushed down the card

“Hey!” I growled back “I just wanted revenge! It was that dumb bitches idea to have a topless cage match! And that‘s why it was put at the top of the bill!”

“WHAT???” Jonica screams “JOE YOU ASS HOLE!!!! YOU SET ME UP!!!!”

“But honey!!! $25,000!!!” he pleads

“Mmmmm…... Money……” she purrs, a little drool running down her chin - god she’s thick

“You’re only getting paid $25,000 for this?” I reply and I’m sure I can actually hear a little shattering noise as Joe’s heart breaks

“You… you mean I could have got more money?” he asks close to tears “Hey!!! Wait a minute, you’re a wrestler?” he asks looking at Marie B

“Well yeah! You didn’t actually think I was a Ninja did you?”

“No! Of course not!” he lied, clearly a little disappointed that it wasn’t a Ninja who beat him up

“ENOUGH OF THIS NINJA BULLSHIT!!!!! YOU!!!” Jonica screamed pointing at me “I’ll see you in 6 hours and YOU!” She screams pointing at Joe “In the dressing room! NOW!!!”

“Yes dear…” Joe mumbles readying himself for a beating

Me and Marie B are left at ring side staring at each other. It’s obvious she’s still pissed off but decides to forget her grudge and instead extends me a courteous and well mannered greeting

“Well it looks like ‘The Big Easy’ just got a whole lot easier with a dirty cxnt like you in town” Her manners are impeccable…

“Hey! Settle down the you fucking dwarf!”

“HEY!!! I’m not a Dwarf!!!”

“So then you’re a midget… what’s the difference?”

“A midget is shorter than a normal person but has normal proportions, a dwarf is short and is miss proportioned.“

“Wow… you sure know a lot about this stuff… so who would win in a fight, a midget or a dwarf?”

“IT DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER BECAUSE I’M NOT A MIDGET EITHER YOU cxnt!!! I’M A GIRL!!!! A NORMAL FUCKING GIRL!!!”

Yeah… she’s angry alright…

“OK! OK! So you’re a real girl!” how very Pinocchio… “Just calm the fuck down! It wasn’t my fault you lost your main event, blame those dumb fucks!” I reply trying to calm her down. Despite her size I know just how tough she is and don’t need that trouble before a cage match…

She’s breathing heavy. The rage is clear to see and I’m stood off against her, trying to keep a relaxed posture to clam things but instinctively poised for an attack if necessary… we stare at each other for a few long hard seconds…

“Well… It is your fault because you are the one who brought that fucking retard into our profession… but you couldn’t have seen this happening… so… I guess you’re off the hook”

“Wow… That’s quite possibly the shittest apology I’ve ever heard” I mumble back

“It wasn’t an apology bitch! You better watch your mouth! You’re new to this world honey and you haven’t faced me yet, but we will one day and I’ll make you regret every fucking word I take offence to when that day comes” she growls through gritted teeth

Damn… she is in a bad mood! I always heard Marie B was a good woman, but all I can see is a bitch. I decide to let her comments go and opt for diplomacy instead

“Go fuck yourself you fucking midget!”

That’s pretty tactful for me…

She glares at me long and hard then storms off to the dressing room. I sigh, now I’ve got another enemy… and get back to examining the cage and the ring. Focussing on my pre-match routines to clear my mind before I head back to my locker room.

[~Rox Erotique~]

Act 4 Scene 2 - Some things just aren’t worth the money…(*5 hours and 45 minutes later*)


I’m dressed in my outfit ready. Red flat boots and red pads with a tiny slither of a red and black tartan mini skirt over my red lace panties. Of course I’m topless but I don’t mind, I’ve wrestled naked before now. My 5’3” 110lb frame has a thin glaze of sweat from my warm ups and stretches and I’m ready for action. My dark hair is down near my shoulders and I’m relaxed and supple.

My tranquil calm is ruined by screaming and loud crashing sounds from the dressing room next store. I get up and quickly run over to see what’s happening. Marie B has smashed the living shit out of everything I her room! And she stands there panting, sweaty and with a little blood on the right side of her forehead.

“Did you win?” I ask, foolishly trying to lighten the mood

“THAT FUCKING cxnt KAYLA!!! SHE SMASHED ME OVER THE HEAD WITH A FUCKING CHAIR!!!”

Kayla… I owe her big time… I still haven’t forgot the assault in the alleyway her and that pet bitch she leads around did to me…

“That bitch Kayla is here? She wasn’t wrestling tonight?” I ask. I was nervous for a while then the quick realisation that I was in a cage match and she couldn’t interfere calmed me.

“I’m going to fucking break her!” Marie B rages and goes to town further destroying an already battered dressing table. I decide to leave her to it as I’ve got a match to go to and as if on cue, I hear my music being played!

Pantera - 5 minutes alone… hehehe, I’m going to get a lot more than 5 minutes with that bitch! I step out onto the ramp and the crowd erupt! My arms held high as the pyrotechnics go off around me, flashing the arena and turning the ramp around be red. I love that colour! It’s just who I am all rolled up into one lovely tone! The feeling is fantastic! There isn’t a person here that doesn’t want me to win. The sound of 25,000 screaming fans crash down on me like a wave, sweeping me off my feet and carrying me into the ring. I step through the cage door and pose and strut around the ring wiping the crowd into a frenzy (and I’m sure my breasts helped a little…)

Then my music stopped and Jonica’s tune blasted out. The chorus of Creedence Clearwater Revival’s Born on a Bayou. I was quite surprised at the roar she got coming out to be honest, word had clearly got around that she was a local girl and the crowds do love a local girl… not me though. This cxnt gave me a stare down in an alleyway for no reason, pulled my hair when I was on my way to wrestle Too Sexy (ruining an awesome strut!), knocked me out with a sleeper hold late in that match and then as a consequence got me power bombed so fucking hard I almost went through the fucking canvas! She’s going to suffer…

She does look hot though… in a skinny, skanky kind of way… She’s wearing the Black and Gold of the New Orleans Saints to further work the crowd… for a girl who’s clearly thicker than horse shit she really is quite cunning… the crowd see her outfit and go wild. Her boots are black with Gold Laces, her stretchy hot pants were black and had a gold waistband and a gold Fleur-de-lis on her right arse cheek and a Gold Number 9 on her left… Somebody told me in the build up to this fight that she had Drew Brees’ love child, but that can’t be right! I’m sure the number 9 is just a coincidence… On her hands and wrists she has long fingerless gloves, black leather again with the Fleur-de-lis on each forearm and she finished the look with a black chocker around her neck with a little gold “Who Dat” on the front. Well honey… “Dat” is the girl who’s going to kick your arse!

She stands an Inch shorter than  me at 5’2” but about 5lbs heavier (fat bitch! HA!) her breast are pert and subtle (which is a nice way of saying not as good as mine) but her legs are awesome… I hate her for that. Joe is strutting next to her loving the attention and the applause she’s getting. He’s so dorky he’d actually make a great manager! He has the natural showmanship and charisma. It’s a shame it’ll be his last fight, what with his girlfriend getting pulverised and all…

She steps into the cage all confidence and attitude, clearly the crowd has lifted her spirits… GREAT! That just means she’s got further to fall!

“Oh baby I’m looking forward to beating your arse up and down this fucking cage!” I growl stepping into her and she steps right back into me, chest to chest. Face to face we push against each other. The smell of  Dior’s Poison whiffs off me and the smell of swamp water and damp dog hair whiff’s off her

JONICA: HEY!!!
GEMMA: Fuck you! I’m writing this story! You’ll smell like I say you smell!!!
JONICA: Well get ready for MY next story… I’m calling it ‘Gemma visit’s the Sexually Transmitted Disease clinic…’
GEMMA: oh for fuck sake! Fine…

She smalls of rose petals and kittens in a summers glade as we press body to body, neither of us giving an inch hear the cage door lock and the bell ring. As quick as a flash I bring a right hand up and 2 slaps echo across the ring. We both stumble back. The reason I heard two slaps is because that bitch did the exact same thing! I leave my cheek alone, not wanting to show any weakness and smile a little as she rubs her cheek… amateur! I throw out a kick into her belly and it lands deep! Doubling her over with a satisfying OOOOOMMMPPPFFFF! Coming from her lips!

I grab and handful of her white quirky hair with my left hand to make sure she cant right herself and throw down heavy forearm smashes onto her upper back, shoulders and neck. Damn… this bitch is tougher than I thought… she goes down but it takes about 8 hits to knock her down… I’d be impressed if I didn’t hate the cxnt so much…

She’s groaning on her stomach, laying face down on the canvas and I can hear Joe screaming encouragement (well actually he’s screaming “$25,000!!!” over and over again) I know her upper back and shoulders are hurting and I decide to hurt them just a little more… standing with my legs parted just over her thighs I reach down and grip her waistband. Hoisting her up to her feet and giving her a slight wedgie at the same time. She stands doubled over and I reach around her hips, my hands running along her smooth silky pale skin and her toned midriff finally locking my hands just on top of her navel.

“Enjoy the ride bitch…” I whisper into her ear as I arch backwards violently! I tighten my grip on her waist and it knocks the wind out of her with an audible “OOOMMPPPFF!“. Forming a bridge with my body I hurl her over me at tremendous speed, keeping my hands locked as her arms flail in the air and she screams before the momentum of my move smashes her head, neck and shoulders onto the hard canvas! Her scream turns into a whimper as I release her and she crumples into a ball on her right side, feeling the full effects of my belly to back suplex!

You see… a lot of people take me for an out and out brawler… and I don’t blame them for that! Truth is I’m good at it! I’ve had many years boxing training and just recently started MMA training but my real passion… the thing that gets my fire stoked and causes a stir down bellow… is wrestling! I haven’t had any formal training but there isn’t a move I haven’t tried on some poor lover who thought it would be fun to indulge me in the bedroom… I can’t get enough! But the truth is… I’m quite new to this world of professional fighting and that uncertainty has led me to fall back on a lot of my boxing and brawling training… but not tonight… tonight Little Jonica is in for a world of hurt…

I get up fast, I’m bouncing lightly on my toes… the adrenaline is rushing through me now and I know I’ve got her, we’re not a few minutes into the fight and she’s on the floor looking a mess. Her back is to me as she’s curled up so I run away from her bouncing of the ropes and catapult myself towards her as fast as my legs can carry me and baseball slide into her back! My feet slamming her hard as she arches painfully and screams a chilling, tortured cry. I sit up quickly grabbing her left leg with my left hand and her left arm with my right hand then stomping viciously onto her back again I HEAVE! Pulling her limbs back and bending her body harshly in a way it’s really not meant to!

“OH MY GOD!!!! OH FUCK IT HURTS!!!” She screams as she pounds the mat with her free right hand

“What did you think was going to happen dip shit!” I growl back yanking back even harder on her limbs while my feet push her back the opposite way

“AAAGGHH!!!… I don’t know… some rolling around and maybe a little boob fondling?” She groans

“Well if it makes you feel better I’ll fondle you… AFTER I KNOCK YOU THE FUCK OUT!!!” and with that I pull back as hard as I can! Her body is arched way beyond anything she’s ever felt before and tears are forming in her eyes as she screams.

After a minute of torture I drop the hold and circle my prey. What to do… what to do… her back is weakened and her left leg and shoulder are going to feel like they’re on fire… I got it. I smile wickedly as I grab her left leg and tuck it under my right arm, locking it tight. She looks up at and I can’t help but notice just how cute she is… her little worried frown on her little pixie face… her hands held palms out pleading with me not to…

“No… no please… no don’t do IT YOU BITCH!!! AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!” she screams as I roll her into a perfect single leg Boston Crab! Her fists are pounding the canvas. Hey… she might be cute but she’s still a cxnt! I’m going to hurt her!

I lean back hard, bouncing on her leg and bending her to the most awful angle as she cries out for help. I chuckle a little and smile as the cage Joe insisted on for a few extra bucks in the pay packet denies her any possibility of help!

“OH FUCK!!! I SUBMIT!!!! I GIVE!!!! PLEASE!!! NO MORE!!!!” she cries out

“uuuggghhh!!!… *pant* This isn’t a fucking… uuugghh!!!… Submission match you dumb fuck!” I growl back through laboured breaths, every ounce of energy going into making this bitch pay for that power bomb!

I can’t help but get a little turned on… I don’t know why, the sound a girl makes when I put her in a submission hold just does things to me! Every time I make a girl submit I jump for joy! The lovely feeling after I prove that “Yeah! I’m better than you!” just washes over me… but also feel a little robbed… knowing I have to drop the hold and miss out on those sexy little groans and pleas… but not tonight!

After a while I grow tired of this particular brand of torture and I drop the hold and she groans in agony. Although her leg and back are no longer viciously bent, the throbbing, lingering pain will be there for a while yet, I know from too much personal experience. I grab her hair again and rip her up to her feet

“Ouchie! Ouchie! Ouchie! Ouchie!” she mumbles in quick succession as I pull her to her feet by her hair… she’s almost too sweet to want to hurt!… almost… I reach down with my right hand and place it between her legs, I cant resist giving her a playful squeeze and it forces a high pitched “OOHHH!!!!” from her lips as she raises to her tip toes. but as soon as she utters her surprise I lift her up, holding her across my chest before SLAMMING her down across my knee in a savage back breaker!

“AAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!!!!” she cries as her back as punished mercilessly and I reply

“Sorry? I couldn’t quite hear that…” before pushing her thigh and chin down bending her painfully

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“That’s better!” I giggle and my hand rides up her thigh to her crotch… I push down arching her but also take in the feel of her womanhood through her tight stretchy hot pants… oh god I’m horny… My left hands runs up from her chin across her sweat covered chest and onto her pert little breasts and I start to play with and tweak her nipples… oh fuck… my urges are rising and I can feel a warm, pulsing want in me…

“Hey!!! don’t make me cry Rape!” Jonica protests and I go bright red…

“… Uh… sorry… got a little carried away there!” my mind focuses back on the match and I lift Jonica out of the hold and power slam her hard onto the canvas! My full weight on top of her as her wrecked back slams and bounces off the hard floor. She lies there panting and breathless. Not even having the energy to scream, but the crowd are screaming… they know what they want and the chants are deafening…

“GEMMASAULT!!! GEMMASAULT!!! GEMMASAULT!!!”

Well… who am I to argue with the masses… I get up and stand above her, my legs stood apart and my hands pointing to the heavens as I look up at the high rafters above and scream! The crowd scream with me. They know what’s coming. I run off away from my prone victim and cover the 16 foot distance to the ropes in a flash, I bounce off them, using them to increase my momentum and sprint as fast as my legs can carry me until 8 feet away I leap into the air! I spin majestically in a front somersault and my right foot cuts a sweeping arc through the air like the death blow of a samurai sword. The momentum of my sprint and the rotating somersault adds to my bodyweight as my calf comes CRASHING down across Jonica’s head! As I land I lean forward to make sure the maximum amount of weight and power is behind it. Her body convulse and twitches as I smash into her like some many bodies before hers have. There is no scream just a faint murmur as she get’s knocked unconscious.

Opponents are always surprised at that. As were the fans when I first did it, they never thought a brawler and a tough girl like me could be so graceful and agile… but I’m happy to keep them guessing, lord knows I’ve got plenty more tricks up my sleeve…

I stand up and look at her on the canvas, unconscious and as pretty as a button. I could really fuck the shit out of her right now… but that would be rape and I’m far to pretty to go to jail… so I start my climb up the cage, the crowd screaming and roaring as I climb to victory. Reaching the top I monkey swing my way to the centre and unhook the key, tucking it into my waistband. A smile flashes over me and I swing my way across to just above Jonica…

I wait… I can see her stirring… and as soon as her eye’s open a little I pull up and let go, twisting my body and rotating so I’m facing her as I fall. Dropping down towards her fast from 12 feet up my body crashes down on her mid section forcing her to gasp in shock as she doubles up and coughs from my splash attack. The air painfully rushes out of her lungs and she collapses back onto the mat, conscious but in a world of hurt. I lean over and whisper into her ear…

“I hope you enjoyed your little nap baby, but I got places to be now… it’s been a blast kicking your arse slut!” I then kiss her on the forehead and walk towards the ropes, bend through them I unlock the cage and push the door open. I start to climb through when out of the corner of my eye I see Kayla… leaping at the door in a drop kick! She smashes it hard and it swings fast on it’s hinges! The heavy steel door SMASHES my head as I collapse hanging on the ropes. I’m totally unconscious.

I feel a burning in on my left cheek… It throbs and suddenly I feel a sharp pain there. Then the throbbing is back… only more painful… I open my eye’s to see Jonica staring at me then she slaps me again to make sure I’m awake. She straddles my chest, pinning my arms to my side with a wicked grin on her face… I can’t blame her for that, if I was in her shoes I’d have that exact same grin. But I’m not in her shoes… I’m in my own, slightly concussed shoes and for all the world it looks like the girl in my shoes is about to get the absolute shit kicked out of her…

To be honest… I don’t know a damn thing about this girl… is she a scrapper? Is she a boxer? Is she a grappler? It’s hard to plan a defence when you’re not in the know… and it’s even harder when you’ve just been knocked out by a steel door, there’s a little blood pouring down your temple and there’s an angry Cajun sitting on your chest…

“Well Mon Cher… It looks like you’re in a spot of bother here now don’t it?” She giggles in her southern accent

“You’re not still mad about that back breaker are you?” I joke nervously but the smile she fires back doesn’t have much mirth to it…

“Oh yeah! I forgot about you getting a little handy with me there… I best repay the favour, me!” she laughs, her quirky accent punctuating her intentions as she leans back and brutishly claws at my crotch!

“AAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!!! FUUUUUUUUCK!!!!” I scream as the pain rips through me then with her left hand she grabs my right breast and twists hard!

“EEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!” for a full 2 minutes she sits there mauling me in areas most sensitive… I’m breathing heavy and tears are streaming down my cheeks as she torments me.

Then the pain is released as she leans forward and grips my hair. Her fingers digging in feel like daggers and my scalp burns as she twists, rolling off of me onto her back but pulls me forward rolling with her until I’m on my belly, my face in her crotch and then the pain erupts! She locks her ankles and squeezes my head with her things in a ruthless head scissors. Her hands are still pulling at my dark hair adding to my pain as I tap the mat in a futile gesture. Oh fuck, this is too much! The pain is horrendous as I look up into her eye’s and see her dark intentions. She could have walked out of here and won while I was unconscious, but she didn’t. She wants to hurt me as much as I want to hurt her.

She throws a few right punches into my temple and they feel like sledge hammers! They don’t hurt so much because of her power, the punches are quite fast and light. They hurt because of her maliciousness… she’s punching the exact same spot on my head that the steel door slammed against. The cut has opened up again and she looks at the blood on her hand and goes

“EWE!!! GROSS!!!!” releasing the hold I lay face down on the floor in a world of hurt. She grabs my hair and pulls me upright then lifts me up across her body just like I did before I put her through that back breaker… I ready myself for the pain but she doesn’t drop me… I realise too late she’s sprinting towards the ropes and with my body sideways she hurls my through them and my back, head and legs slam into the unforgiving cage with a thunderous clash!

My body hit’s the floor like a log and I lay they in agony. My back to the cage lying on my right side. That knocked the wind clean out of me and replaced it with hurt. I can see Jonica sprint away from me, she covers the 20’ distance in a flash, her toned legs pumping as she runs, then bouncing off the ropes she sprints towards me and repays me for my earlier baseball slide with her own, far more brutal version. With my back to the cage her feet smashes my toned stomach to pieces! My body has nowhere to fall back as the full and horrible force of her two footed assault crushes me! I’m sure that any harder and her feet would have come out the other side of me it hurts so bad and my back… crushed against the cage with her full force and momentum it feels like it’s broke into a million pieces…

And my arse… My Arse? wait a minute… did Joe just squeeze my arse?

She grabs my arm and drags me face down across the rough canvas into the middle of the ring and I can feel her sit on my back and raise my arms up and hook them over her smooth thighs… oh shit… I know what’s coming… I feel her fingers lock under my chin and in one wrenching movement she pulls back hard bending my neck and back without mercy or remorse!

“OOOOOOOHHHHHHFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!” I cry as my body is contorted and abused. I can feel the air brush over my chest as my breasts protrude out much to the crowds delight. They start the chant

“DOUBLE D’s!!! DOUBLE D’s!!!” awe… bless those perverts, They’re not quite that big but it’s the thought that counts…

I think Jonica get’s a little bit of boob envy as she drops my chin in favour of wrapping her talons around my exposed girls! I gasp through the sharp, tear jerking anguish and cry out

Gemma: “AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHH!!! FUCK!!!!! YOU DIRTY cxnt”
Jonica: “ME DIRTY! YOU WERE PRACTICALLY FINGERING ME YOU FUCKING SLUT!!!”
Gemma: “HEY FUCK YOU!!!”
Jonica: “YOU WISH YOU COULD, DYKE!!!”
Gemma: “DYKE??? YOU’RE THE ONE FEELING ME UP YOU cxnt!!!”
Jonica: “AND I BET YOUR LIKING EVERY MINUTE OF IT YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!”

Our screaming match has fired me up now and more importantly it caused Jonica to lose focus… as she leans up to get a better claw on my hurting breasts she lifts her fat arse off my back and I use the space to get to my knees. With an almighty burst of energy I kneel upright with Jonica clutching onto my back unsteady, then I throw myself backwards smashing her against the canvas!

I roll away and get to my feet as she does the same, but the room starts to spin a little as the blow to my head still holds sway over me. Jonica sees my unsteadiness and throws herself at me! Launching heavy punches towards me, some I block but most find their mark with terrible force. A huge right hook to the ribs forces me to gasp before a left jab rocks my head back and has me seeing stars. The blows are many and the ache they cause is sapping my strength. I put my hands up but she launches a knee deep into my navel and I buckle over. She locks her hands and raises them high above her head for an axe handle smash to floor me but it never lands, I rise from my doubled up position using the momentum to send a brutal uppercut to her left breast and she screams in pain as she recoils backwards. I’m shaky and vulnerable but can’t afford to lose the momentum now… I follow up with a right jab that opens a tiny cut on her right cheek bone
Then I send in a looping, heavy and slow left hook…
I can see it almost in slow motion playing out before me…
My clumsy left hook fills her with confidence as she raises her guard to block it…
She turns a little to her right to meet the hook and ready her own fearsome counter attack…
Her arms are up high now and block my left hook with ease…
I see a little smile on her face as she pushes off with her right foot to rotate her body and slam a straight right into my exposed face…
She sees too late, my own smile as I slam a brutal right hook high into her exposed left ribs…
My fist pulverises the little Cajun as it connects with a crack just to the left of her breast and just below her armpit…
The sweet spot as I like to call it, where there is next to no muscle to protect you from the debilitating blow and it’s awful aftermath. Make fake left suckered her in perfectly and of course her punch hits nothing but air, my body twisting away to get every last drop of momentum and power into that one crushing blow. She drops back and away gasping and panicked as she cant take in any oxygen, her body momentarily stunned as the pain cripples her. I’ve broken ribs with that move before but I don’t think I did that time and I’m amazed that she’s still on her feet. She’s a hell of a lot tougher than I thought… and that pisses me off!

Who the fuck does she think she is staying upright after a blow like that! She should be crying on the floor! Yes she is crying… but standing up? The gall of the woman! I get ready to finish her off and she looks at me with sorrowful eyes, finally her body recovers slightly and she’s able to take in small gasps of air to power her ravaged body. I look into her eye’s and see the fear, but I see something else… that spark, she knows what’s going to happen but she won’t run away from it. She is a fighter. I could tell from that moment. Even if she didn’t know it herself yet… and even if she does suck more than an Alabama Whore… she’s a fighter…

So I treat her like one and knock the bitch flat out with a thrusting kick to her face!

Her head snaps back and gravity does the rest, her body crashing lifelessly to the mat as she lays there. topless and spread eagle just like the slut she is.

I walk over to the cage door and take a look around for that whore Kayla and when I’m sure she’s not around to launch another attack I jump down to victory.

[~Rox Erotique~]

Act 4 Scene 3 - the aftermath…

I’m resting in my locker room, feeling rather delicate but having that warm glow inside knowing Jonica is feeling far worse right now. I’m so damn horny! Wrestling always makes me feel that way, even when I lose. But there’s nobody here, I’m in a strange city full of strange people… but I am all alone… I’m still in my wrestling gear lying back on a nice plush chair and my left hand starts to caress my left breast and slowly I play with my nipple, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger… my right hand does the same to my right breast before my hand runs down my toned body and slips below my waistband. My fingers brush past my small trimmed pubic mound and find their way to the prize… as I slowly start to rub my fingers along my slit and playfully tease my…

“THAT FUCKING WHORE! We need to.. WHAT THE FUCK???” Marie B cries as she barges into my locker room

“DON’T YOU FUCKING KNOCK??? JESUS!!! YOU LITTLE FUCKING SHIT!!! GET OUT!!!” I screamed, my face turning redder than my boots, quickly pulling my hand out of my panties… was I quick enough?…

“Were you… Haha.. You were just fingering yourself weren’t you?”

I guess I wasn’t quick enough…

“… Uh… NO!!! I… uh… I was checking an injury…”

“Injury… Yeah… you must have quite a large wound down there… I heard it’s been stabbed hundreds of times…” She mocks

“LISTEN YOU LITTLE CANUCK FUCK!!! YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS AND I’LL PILEDRIVE YOU TILL YOUR 3’11” YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!” I scream getting out of my chair

“Oh please… we all do it after a match… it’s cool honey, I can help if you like…” she says with a coy smile

“…uh… really… do you wanna…”

“HAHAHA!!! NO!!! You dumb fuck!” she cries, her tears of laughter making me want to slap the bitch so hard…

“Oh FUCK YOU!!!” I rage

“Oh calm down you dirty slut! I’m not here for trouble, I’m here to team up… and as it happens watch you die of embarrassment…” she adds

“Team up?” I answer ignoring her insult “why the fuck would I want to team up with a midget?”

“Honey I might be small but I could get you on your back in a heart beat and you know it… of course, word around is anyone with $20 can get you on your back… but still, don’t fucking push me!!!… I know where those hands have been…”

“Get to the fucking point short stuff…”

“I want Kayla bad… but she doesn’t have to face me in a singles match. She’s the Champion and with my loss today I don’t qualify for a shot. However… her contract stipulates she is under her allotted Tag Team bouts which means we can challenge her…” it was a good plan… and I need to hurt that bitch…

“So we’ll team up against her and Heather?” I ask

“God no! they’ve been together too long, they’d destroy us. After all I’m not familiar with you and seeming as you almost got beat by an amateur, you’re not ready for that…”

“Fuck you! It was Kayla’s fault I almost lost!” I rage

“Then all the more reason to listen to me dip shit! In 2 months time Heather is fighting for the national belt… we take on Kayla then. I’ll speak to the Commissioner and get him to assign that Blonde punk you just beat as her partner, He can bill it as a grudge match. He knows the ticket sales will go through the roof so he’ll make Kayla do it! And we’ll get our revenge!”

Credit where credit’s due… that was genius…

“It’s a deal!” I smile extending my hand to shake on it.

She looks at my hand…

The looks at my crotch…

Then looks at my hand again…

“I don’t think a handshake is necessary…” she chuckles before leaving. I of course go bright red then lock the door before taking a naughty shower…

[Marie B.]

And then that nasty little whore Marie B.....

Who are you calling little?

This is great stuff, Gemma. You've got everyone and everything in there.

Looking forward to more!



Marie

[howardcosell]

Gemma, this is without question, and I'm being about as honest as ever, one of the best stories and beginnings to a series I've ever read. You did it!! For every great thing that comes along and leaves, something greater arrives and your presence here proves that. I absolutely adore your work and I thank you for using me in the story and for the nods you gave. This is just flat out fantastic!!

[~Rox Erotique~]

Thanks all!

Jessika, that might have been a miss-type on my behalf, lol - what I meant to imply was a threat, if she told wanyone about my locker room... antics... I would pile drive here until I flattened her out to 3'11" hehehe!

Marie B, thank you so much! I adored the character Too Sexy that you and Howard wrote about and I obviously adore you! You little Canuck fuck! lol

Howard, that's a lovely thing to say! I'm just over the moon that you enjoyed it so much! Me and my navel thank you

I wasn't sure if some of the humour was to blunt and silly (Canadian ninja's indeed! lol) but I enjoyed writing it, and now even more so knowing you three liked it! there'll be more to come... hehehe

x G x

[Jonica]

3' 11"!

[Jonica]

I lost.  I'm bringing my crowbar next time.  Those poor orphans...

Nice work, luv!  I can't wait to read more...

xoxo

[Kayla]

Uh, uh, I'm more than 'mischievous' - and so is Heather - in this one! Pretty naughty, wicked bitches, aren't we?!? 

Eager to see how this develops! 

Hugs
Kayla

[Jonica]

Ouchie.