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RQT A-List Qualifying Match 1/4: J. Lawrence vs M. Robbie

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RQT A-List Qualifying Match 1/4: J. Lawrence vs M. Robbie
« on: October 20, 2024, 12:50:29 AM »
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The stage is set for an epic battle in the ring. Margot Robbie and Jennifer Lawrence step into the arena, their toned and tanned bodies on display in their minimal bikinis. They circle each other, exchanging confident glances as they take their positions. The crowd buzzes with excitement, eager to see these two Hollywood heavyweights face off. With determined looks in their eyes and their bare feet firmly planted on the mat, Margot and Jennifer prepare for the fight. The referee signals the start of the match, and it's on!!


As they lock up, Margot and Jennifer strain against each other, their toned arms tensing as they struggle to gain the upper hand. The crowd watches in awe as the two beauties push and pull, neither one giving an inch. Despite their similar physiques, it's clear that this is a battle of wills as much as it is a test of strength. With a sudden burst of energy, Margot attempts to twist out of the hold, but Jennifer counters, digging her bare feet into the mat and maintaining her grip. The stalemate continues, with neither woman willing to concede.

Margot and Jennifer break away from each other, breathing heavily as they size each other up. A bead of sweat rolls down Margot's toned stomach, while Jennifer wipes her brow with the back of her hand. The crowd erupts in cheers and shouts, thoroughly entertained by the display of strength and determination from both actresses. As they circle the ring once again, the tension is palpable. Margot and Jennifer are determined to emerge victorious, and they're not afraid to use every ounce of their strength to achieve it.

With a grunt of exertion, Jennifer uses her size and weight advantage to gain the upper hand, shoving Margot to the mat with surprising force. Margot lands with a thud, her bikini-clad butt hitting the canvas with a resounding slap. She lets out a cry of surprise and frustration, her eyes flashing with determination as she scrambles to her feet. Jennifer stands over her, a smirk playing on her lips as she sizes up her opponent. The crowd roars with approval, relishing the sudden shift in power.

Margot, her cheeks flushed with anger, doesn't hesitate for a moment. She springs to her feet and delivers a stinging slap across Jennifer's face, the sound echoing through the arena. Jennifer's head snaps to the side, her cheek reddening instantly. The crowd gasps in shock, before erupting in a mix of cheers and boos. Margot, her eyes blazing, takes a step back and adopts a defensive stance, clearly not willing to back down. Jennifer, still reeling from the slap, glares at her opponent, her lips thinning into a tight line.

The second slap is harder than the first, echoing throughout the arena like a gunshot. Jennifer's head snaps to the side again, her hair whipping around her face. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, electricity crackling in the air as Margot continues her attack. Jennifer's eyes widen with shock and rage, her hands balled into fists at her sides. For a moment, it seems like she might lose control, but she manages to keep her composure. Margot, sensing her opponent's vulnerability, doesn't hesitate to take advantage.

Margot is relentless, delivering a series of blows that leave Jennifer reeling. The taller woman has a bruised and flushed face, her mouth agape in shock and pain. She raises her arms to defend herself, but Margot is too quick and determined. She continues to rain down blows, her small hands leaving red marks on Jennifer's skin. The crowd is in a frenzy, some cheering Margot on while others jeer and shout insults.

Jennifer stumbles backward, her back hitting the turnbuckle with a thud
Jennifer's face is puffy and swollen, her lips split and bleeding. She looks dazed and confused, her eyes glassy and unfocused. Margot's hands are a blur as she continues to deliver slap after slap, her face set in a snarl of determination. The crowd is in awe of Margot's stamina, wondering what could be fueling her seemingly endless energy.

Jennifer's eyes narrow, her expression turning feral as she gathers the last of her strength. With a primal roar, she swings her fist at Margot's jaw, connecting with a sickening crunch. Margot's head snaps to the side, her body going limp as she tumbles backward through the ropes. She hits the floor with a thud, her body limp and unmoving. Jennifer watches with satisfaction as Margot lies motionless, her chest rising and falling slowly. The crowd is stunned into silence, unable to believe the sudden and brutal turn of events.

Jennifer pauses for a moment to catch her breath, her eyes locked on Margot's prone form. Then, with a cruel smirk, she reaches down and hooks her fingers into the waistband of Margot's bikini bottoms. She tugs them down just far enough to expose the pale, round globes of Margot's ass. The crowd gasps and murmurs as they realize what Jennifer is planning. Without hesitation, Jennifer begins to spank Margot's exposed flesh, her palm leaving red marks on the smaller woman's skin.

With each brutal slap, Margot's ass jiggles and bounces, the sound of skin on skin echoing throughout the arena. The crowd counts along with each spank, their voices rising in excitement as Jennifer's onslaught continues. By the time the count reaches fifty, Margot's ass is a bright red, the skin throbbing and tender. With a final, vicious kick, Jennifer sends Margot tumbling out of the ring and onto the floor. The smaller woman lands with a thud, groaning and struggling to regain her senses. The crowd cheers and whoops in approval, thrilled by the brutal display of dominance. Jennifer basks in the crowd's adoration, her chest heaving with exertion and excitement. She plants her feet wide and thrusts her hips forward, striking a victory pose as she surveys the arena. The crowd is on their feet, some chanting her name while others whistle and catcall. Jennifer's lips curl into a satisfied smirk as she takes in the scene. She glances down at Margot's prone form.

"Let's go Barbie."

Jennifer wastes no time in continuing her assault on Margot. She drags the smaller woman's limp form back into the ring, relishing in the helplessness of her opponent. Margot's head lolls to the side, her eyes glazed over as Jennifer tosses her around like a ragdoll. The bigger woman shows no mercy, using every inch of the ring to brutalize her prey. She hurls Margot into the ropes, sending her crashing into the turnbuckle.
 She hoists Margot's limp body onto her shoulders, carrying her to the corner of the ring. She climbs up to the second rope of the turnbuckle, balancing precariously with Margot still slung over her shoulders. Without a second thought, Jennifer leaps from the turnbuckle, driving Margot's body into the mat with a devastating powerbomb. Margot's spine arches painfully, her legs bent over her body as Jennifer goes for the pin. The referee drops to the mat, slapping the canvas in rhythm with the crowd's frenzied chanting.
 
Margot's arm shoots up, her shoulder lifting off the mat just a fraction of an inch before the final count. The crowd gasps in disbelief, the air crackling with excitement.

Jennifer's face twists, her eyes scanning the crowd for a weapon. She spots a golf club clutched in the hands of a nearby fan. Jennifer's chest heaves with each breath, her perfect tits glistening with sweat as she stalks towards the edge of the ring.

Margot is still on her hands and knees, trying to gather her bearings after the brutal powerbomb. Jennifer looms over her, the golf club raised high above her head like a weapon of destruction. The crowd falls silent as if they're collectively holding their breath in anticipation. Jennifer's expression is cold and ruthless, her eyes fixed on Margot's prone form with the intensity of a predator about to deliver the killing blow. The golf club trembles in her hands for a moment before she pulls it back, ready to swing.

But Margo grabs it; She hits the back of Jennifer's knee and smashes her face into the club. The crack of the golf club against Jennifer's skull echoes throughout the arena, a sickening thud that sends a chill down the spine of every witness.  Jennifer's body crumples to the mat, her legs folding under her like a marionette whose strings have been cut. Her eyes roll back in her head, her perfect body going limp as she loses consciousness.

Margot, panting and sweating, rolls Jennifer onto her back, the taller woman's arms and legs splaying out like a starfish. The referee slides into position, her hand hovering just above the mat as she begins the count.

"One... Two..." she calls out, his voice ringing through the silent arena. But before she can finish the count, Jennifer's shoulder twitches, her arm lifting just enough to break the pin. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and boos, some thrilled by the turn of events while others jeer and hurl insults at the two women.

Margot curls into a ball, her tiny bikini bottoms digging into her flesh as she tries to catch her breath. Jennifer lies motionless on her back. The referee checks on both women, her expression grim as she takes in the extent of their injuries. The crowd is still buzzing with excitement, the atmosphere electric with anticipation for what will happen next.

They pull themselves to their feet, their legs shaking and their arms trembling as they struggle to maintain their balance. They stagger around the ring like drunken sailors, their movements sluggish and labored. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, watching with bated breath as the two women battle through the pain and exhaustion. Margot leans against the ropes, using them to steady herself as she takes a moment to collect her thoughts.

Jennifer, her vision clouded by the sticky strands of sweat-soaked hair that cling to her face, squints through the haze. She catches a glimpse of something glinting in the corner of her eye. Her pulse quickens, hope flaring in her chest as she staggers towards the object. "Please be a weapon," she whispers under her breath, her voice little more than a ragged gasp.

She reaches out, her fingers closing around the cold, hard metal. She pulls the object into view.

A can of wet dog food.

Jennifer chuckles a cold and humorless laugh that is more like a snarl. "These fans are getting weirder by the day," she mutters to herself, her gaze fixed on Margot's prone form. She hefts the can of wet dog food, considering its weight and size with a calculating look. "Time for a little payback, Margot," she murmurs. She stalks towards her opponent, her bare feet slapping against the sweat-slicked mat.

With lightning-quick reflexes, Margot whirls around, her hand lashing out to grab Jennifer by the wrist. Jennifer's eyes widen in shock as Margot twists her arm behind her back, forcing the can of dog food out of her grip. "Nice try, Jennifer," Margot growls, her voice low and dangerous. "You really thought I was that out of it, huh?"

 She smirks, tightening her grip on Jennifer's wrist. "Now it's my turn.

Margot's uppercut is brutal, the can of wet dog food connects with Jennifer's. Jennifer's head snaps backward, her eyes rolling up into her skull as she staggers backward, dazed and disoriented. She collapses in a heap on the mat, her body limp and unresponsive. Margot wastes no time, hooking Jennifer's leg and pulling it towards her chest. The crowd holds its breath as the referee slams her hand against the mat.

One…

Margot's expression is stoic, her eyes cold and calculating as she watches Jennifer's shoulder rise from the mat at the last possible moment. Without a word, she stands and strips Jennifer of her bikini, leaving her naked and vulnerable on the mat. She opens the can of dog food, the wet, stinking contents glistening in the harsh arena lights.
"Bon appetit," she murmurs.
 
She shoves a handful of dog food between Jennifer's legs, violating her in the most degrading way possible. She takes the can of dog food and tips it over Jennifer's face, the slimy contents dripping into her open mouth. Some of the foul-smelling mush slides down Jennifer's cheek, smearing her makeup and mixing with her sweat. Margot chuckles, as she presses her foot against Jennifer's chest, pinning her to the mat. "

"Swallow it all down, you worthless bitch.”

Margot digs her fingers into Jennifer's pussy, scooping out a glob of dog food.
 
"Mmm, tastes better this way, don't you think?" Margo says.

She shoves the disgusting mixture into Jennifer's mouth, forcing her lips open and her jaw wide. Jennifer gags, her body convulsing as she tries to spit out the foul taste. But Margot is unrelenting, holding her hand firmly over Jennifer's mouth as she grinds the dog food against her tongue.  She smirks as she feels Jennifer's hand groping for the ropes, her fingers brushing against the thick strands of cord. "Going for the rope break, huh?"

She reaches down and grabs Jennifer's wrist, pinning it to the mat. "Too late for that, Jennifer. You're mine now."

Jennifer struggles weakly, her body exhausted and broken. She tries to speak, but Margot's hand covers her mouth, her words muffled and incoherent. Her desperation is palpable, her body writhing against the mat as she fights to free herself from Margot's grasp. But Margot is relentless, using her knee to pin Jennifer's arm to the mat.

 Jennifer's eyes are wild, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. She tries to buck her hips, but Margot shifts her weight, digging her knee into Jennifer's shoulder with a cruel twist of her leg.

Jennifer's body goes limp as she realizes there is no escape. Her eyes are glazed over, her mouth slack and filled with the revolting taste of dog food. She turns her head to one side, her cheek pressed against the mat, and raises her free hand in a gesture of surrender. The crowd falls silent, their excitement giving way to hushed awe as they watch the proud Jennifer Lawrence submit to Margot Robbie. Margot releases her hold, stepping back to allow the referee to check on Jennifer's condition.

Margot stands over Jennifer, her chest heaving.  She basks in the adoration of her fans, pumping her fists in the air as she circles the ring, her face alight with victory. "This is only the beginning," she shouts to the crowd, her voice ringing out above the noise as she prepares to see who her opponent will be when the RQT officially gets underway.

"What I did to Jennifer was being nice. I'm going to dismantle every woman who steps to me."




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Re: RQT A-List Qualifying Match 1/4: J. Lawrence vs M. Robbie
« Reply #1 on: October 20, 2024, 12:53:10 AM »
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Re: RQT A-List Qualifying Match 1/4: J. Lawrence vs M. Robbie
« Reply #2 on: October 20, 2024, 04:19:58 AM »
Hell yeah.

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Re: RQT A-List Qualifying Match 1/4: J. Lawrence vs M. Robbie
« Reply #3 on: October 20, 2024, 08:16:28 AM »
what. a. great. battle.

Thank you for sharing this story, this epic encounter.