Sexy and Sensuous blonde Sara Jean 5’3” 103 lbs., 32C-24-31, Red Lingerie(Debut Match)
Busty blonde Michelle 5’7”, 108 lbs., 34D-24-34, Black Lingerie(Debut Match)
Beautiful Brunette Leeann 5’8”, 118 lbs. 34D-25-35 Black Lingerie(0-1 Beaten down Night 3 Match 3)
Breathtaking Brunette Hillary 5’6”, 105lbs 32D-25-34 White Lingerie(0-1 Lost a close match Night 3 Match 1)
Standard Wresting Match, No outside interference, 5 count pinfall
Leeann and Hillary stand in the ring, both sexy brunettes leaning over the top rope screaming at Michelle and Sara Jean who were on the arena floor. The brunette’s turn their attention inside the ring yelling at the referee to get the blonde’s into the ring as they were both eager to get the match started. Michelle and Sara Jean spring into action, the blonde duo rush over and slide onto the ring apron, pull themselves up so they were standing on the mat near where Hillary and Leeann were. The referee was still talking to Hillary and Leeann when from outside the ring both blondes simultaneously reach over the ropes each grabbing two thick handfuls of hair. Hillary and Leeann were stunned and shrieked when their scalps exploded in pain, as they were suddenly being pulled towards the ropes. The blondes were pulling and tugging wildly dragging the brunettes backward trying to rip the stuned beauties from the ring. Hillary and Leeann were trying to pry thier hair loose from the painful hold, and the ref was screaminng at the blondes. Michelle and Sara Jean paid the striped shirt man little attention instead continued ripping the shocked beauties wildly about by their long locks. Hillary and Leeann’s eyes were screwed shut as their scalp was burning from the searing pain but the blonde duo just kept jerking and tugging them to and fro from behind. Sara Jean and Michelle soon began losing their grip, and give a final vicious tug before releasing their hold allowing the brunette duo to go flying crashing down to the canvas holding their heads. Sara Jean goes on the attack, reaching under the bottom rope and into the ring latching onto Leeann’s ankles and began pulling the beauty towards her. Michelle wastes no time and slides under the bottom ring rope, more than ready to take the fight to Hillary. The crowd was screaming as they watched the busty blonde duo taking it to their brunette rivals, as the referee calls for the bell and tries to get the match under his control.
Inside the ring, Michelle leapt to her feet and quickly latches onto Hillary’s long hair securing a tight two-handed grip on the sexy brunette. The brunette’s face winces as her scalp lights up with a fiery burning as Michelle rips upward pulling her opponent up to her feet using her hair as a handle. Hillary groans as Michelle’s forearm comes flying forward smashing into the side of her lowered head, almost knocking her right back down to the canvas. The brunette was able to stay on her feet, and Michelle reached out latching onto Hillary’s long brown hair pulling her forward. As Hillary stumbled forward, Michelle’s knee came barreling upward slamming smack into the brunette’s tight midsection knocking the wind out of the hunched over hottie. Hillary couldn’t mount an offense as Michelle grabs onto the brunette’s forearm and sends her opponent shooting into the ropes. The brunette hits the ropes and rebounds right back off them flying full speed towards the center of the ring and Michelle never slowed charging forward with her arm fully outstretched. The blonde leapt in the air sending a flying clothesline right into Hillary’s upper chest stopping the beauty in her tracks. Hillary groaned and was sent straight down to the mat stunned as the jarring move took the wind from her. Michelle scrambles back up to a standing position and dashes back to the ropes, rebounds forward and uses her momentum to drop her elbow flush into Hillary’s exposed stomach. Hillary’s heeled feet fly into the air as Michelle’s elbow crushed her tender stomach, the brunette struggling for breath on the canvas.
Outside the ring, Sara Jean seems to have her hands full trying to deal with the taller brunette. The second Leeann was pulled from the ring and hit the arena floor she went on the offensive. Sara Jean originally had the upper hand but Leeann was able to block a wild swing, and return with a stinging right cross smashing into Sara Jean’s tight stomach, stunning the blonde beauty in her tracks. The surprised blonde slowed from the powerful punch and that split second cost her as Leeann stepped back and slammed a kick flying right into the blonde’s aching belly. Sara Jean was suddenly bent in half as the wind shot from her tiny frame, and Leeann stepped up and drove her forearm smashing into the side of the blonde’s head. Sara Jean’s upper body flew to the side and the blonde stumbled over her heel and went crashing down to the cool arena floor. Leeann wasted no time reaching down and grabbing Sara Jean’s forearm pulling her right back up to her feet. Leeann rears back and slams a hard right forearm flying square into the blonde’s temple that sends the blonde reeling backward clearly dazed. Leeann springs forward and drives another hard forearm shot flying this only smashing into the side of Sara Jean’s face. Sara Jean groaned as her cheek took the jarring impact and was sent stumbling backward towards the crowd. Leeann reaches out grabbing Sara Jean’s wrist and before the blonde can pull away the brunette begins spinning around and around. Sara Jean was dazed and spun awkwardly around in a circle for a few seconds and then went flying forward when Leeann released her wrist sending the stunned gal shooting towards the steel crowd divider. Sara Jean was able to spin around at the last second before she went in face first and a SMACK fills the air as the blonde’s lower spine met the unforgiving steel. Sara Jean’s head flew back in agony, and the blonde almost fell backward over the rail but managed to stay on the right side of the divider as she slumped downward with her arms sprawled lifelessly to the side.
Inside the ring, Michelle was clearly in control as the blonde was slamming kicks into Hillary’s back and midsection. Hillary tried to shield her aching body, but Michelle seemingly knew exactly where the brunette was going to try to shield herself and the blonde would send a snap kick in the opposite location. Desperately, Hillary pushed off the canvas and rolled over to try to defend herself but Michelle just changed targets and drove her heel downward driving the spiky stiletto tip right into Hillary’s tight stomach. Hillary cried out as Michelle evilly dug the ripping heel into the brunette’s tender stomach flesh twisting as she pushed off and dashed into the ropes. The blonde sped back to the center of the ring and leapt into the air this time frog splashing the brunette into the canvas. Hillary groaned when Michelle’s frame crushed hers into the mat taking the wind from her by the surprisingly powerful move. Michelle didn’t let up, again the blonde running into the ropes, this time rebounding into the air and delivering a perfect leg drop across Hillary’s heaving breasts. Hillary wailed as her breasts were crushed against her chest bone, stunned at the blonde’s surprising offensive prowess. Michelle quickly rises to her feet and begins stomping her heel tip square into the brunette’s aching body. Stomps and kicks are flying wildly as Michelle is really laying into Hillary who is desperately trying to defend herself.
Outside the ring, Leeann never slowed as she walked up and slams her foot forward right into Sara Jean’s washboard stomach. The blonde groaned and before she could defend herself, Leeann’s foot drove forward a second time slamming into her exposed rib cage. The blonde lost breath and crumples to the cold arena floor as her arms fly over the sides of the divider and hold her aching midsection. Leeann stands over Sara Jean and begins to deliver a series of nasty stinging slaps across the blonde’s china doll face. Smacks fill the air and in seconds Sara Jean’s cheeks are bright red as stinging backhands and forehands knock her head from side to side. Sara Jean’s head rotates back and forth as Leeann keeps wailing away smacking the blonde’s rapidly reddening cheeks wildly. Leeann was in mid smack when suddenly she finds herself shooting forward racing towards the steel crowd divider. Michelle had slid out of the ring and came rushing over slamming her fists into Leeann’s upper back knocking her off Sara Jean in the process. Leeann was just able to get her arm up in time as she met the hard metal divider and sat stunned having no clue what the hell happened to her. Michelle hurriedly helps Sara Jean back up to her feet, and it takes the blonde a couple of seconds to gather her composure before the blondes turn their attention back inside the ring. Sara Jean slowly climbs up to her corner of the ring, while Michelle who is the legal girl in the match, slides back under the bottom rope.
By this point, Hillary had enough time to recover and the enraged brunette saw Michelle enter the ring and she wildly charges forward looking to take the blonde’s head off. Michelle braces as she sees Hillary sprinting at her and the blonde waits patiently, and then sidesteps at the last second letting Hillary rush right past her. Hillary groans as she goes chest first into the turnbuckle and suddenly yelps as Michelle grabs a hand full of hair from behind. Michelle pulls the stunned brunette along with her into her corner, and Michelle quickly tags in Sara Jean. Sara Jean slides between the ropes and together they each grab one of Hillary’s wrists and send the brunette shooting into the ropes. Hillary rushes forward, hits the ropes and slams backward toward the blondes who execute a perfectly timed double clothesline.
Hillary drops to the mat, and Michelle makes her way out, standing in her corner watching outside the ring Leeann begins to pull herself up to her feet. Leeann has a look of rage on her face as she screams at Michelle for the sneak attack and slowly walks towards her corner. Sara Jean who had ripped Hillary of the canvas drops her just as quickly with another clothesline, the blonde then rolls her up into a small package. The referee slides down for the count and the crowd can’t believe what they are seeing. The ref’s hand smacks the canvas, falls a second time, and just as it was coming down a third time Leeann dove into the ring and delivers a vicious kick to the back of Sara Jean’s head that sends the stunned blonde flying off of Hillary. Michelle charges into the ring and the referee intercepts the blonde who is going crazy trying to get back in on the action, screaming that the match should be over. Michelle is yelling and shouting at the ref as Leeann bends down and latches onto Sara Jean’s long blonde hair from behind. Sara Jean’s eyes squint shut and the blonde screams in pain as Leeann rips her upward by her long locks. Hillary finally scrambles up to her feet and together Leeann and Hillary begin to double team Sara Jean as Michelle is still in the ref’s face screaming and yelling!
Leeann has two hands tied tightly in Sara Jean’s hair and has her body hauled up with the blondes hands trying to pry the brunette’s hands from her head. The blonde’s midsection was left wide open and a left hook flew through the air slamming into her exposed belly. Sara Jean let out an oooof as the wind shot from her but the blonde was helplessly held in place when Hillary’s hard right cross exploded into deep into her belly just above her thong. Leeann tightened her grip on the blonde’s hair and Hillary smashed a third punch into Sara Jean’s tender tummy. Hillary stepped back and then sent a jarring kick flying right into the blonde’s right side catching her flush in the ribs. The blonde’s body bucked forward in response to the stunning kick and Leeann finally lost her grip on Sara Jean’s hair sending Sara Jean to her knees. Still standing behind the aching blonde, Leeann slaps on a perfect side headlock and drags the blonde beauty up to her feet choking her in the process. The brunette wastes no time, leaps in the air and plants Sara Jean down face first into the canvas jarring her neck awkwardly from the harsh landing. Michelle finally gets out of the ring and the referee turns to see Sara Jean lying face down on the canvas just as Hillary tags in Leeann. Leeann, who just left the ring, slides right back in and goes on the attack.
Leeann wastes no time and bends down hauling the aching blonde up to her feet. The tall brunette sends a hard right cross flying square into Sara Jean’s tight midsection slamming into the stunned blonde’s already aching rib cage. Sara Jean groans and instantly bucks forward gasping from the surprisingly power packed punch and Leeann slams her forearm forward flush into the blonde’s temple. Sara Jean spins around and finds herself going back down to the canvas as Leeann’s slamming kick catches her upper thigh. Leeann presses forward and straddles the blonde’s tiny waist, pinning both of the blonde’s arms to the canvas. Sara Jean was wildly bucking as she tried freeing her arms when the first smack echoed throughout the air catching her flush on her cheek. Like a wild woman, Leeann begins firing nasty open hand slaps on Sara Jean’s flush cheeks resuming the slap fest from a few moments ago outside the ring. Smacks fill the air as Sara Jean squirms to free herself as both cheeks are met with a barrage of palms and backhands. Tears coat the gorgeous blonde’s eyes as her cheeks are pulsing and turning bright pink from the sudden barrage of stinging attacks.
Sara Jean finally manages to free her right arm and immediately slams a punch into Leeann’s ribs stunning the crazed brunette and stopping the wild barrage of slaps. Leeann took the punch and rolled to the side holding her stomach for a split second before she crawled up and latched onto Sara Jean’s forearm. The brunette pulls the aching blonde up to her feet and quickly drives a hard right cross into Sara Jean’s sore ribs. The blonde groaned and Leeann quickly took hold of her right wrist and spun the stunned beauty into the ropes. Sara Jean rebounded backward and Leeann’s heeled foot flew up and slammed home flush into the blonde’s stomach. The jarring kick stopped her dead in her tracks and sends the blonde to the mat struggling for breath. Leeann again drops down to the canvas and quickly rolls Sara Jean over on to her back and her open hand smacks her across her flushing left cheek. Sara Jean lies on her back, a hand holding her pink cheek just as her right cheek catches a viscous smack. The blonde’s head jerks out to the side and like a woman possessed Leeann begins alternating left, right, left with wild smacks. Leeann’s arms fly back and forth, most smacks missing wildly, some Sara Jean blocking, but some smacking against her flushing cheeks. The referee finally gets involved and begins warning Leeann who at first pays little attention to the man in the striped shirt. The ref threatens to disqualify Leeann and begins a count, forcing the brunette to take his warning a little more seriously. A few more smacks fly downward and finally Leeann rolls of Sara Jean who lies on the mat with both hands holding her stinging cheeks.
Leeann grabs a handful of long blonde hair and violently hauls Sara Jean back up to her feet. The brunette secures a tight two-handed grip on her opponent’s long hair and begins shaking the blonde back and forth, ripping the stunned beauty side to side. Sara Jean shrieks and almost trips over her heels, but is quickly righted by the hair hold as she is yanked back up to a standing position. Leeann pulled and tugged wildly as the referee again came over and yelled at the brunette who took advantage of the count ripping the blonde wildly about until his count reached 4. Leeann lets go of Sara Jean’s long locks and puts her hands in the air questioning the referee, looking innocent and pretending to not know what she did wrong. Turning her attention back to the blonde, Leeann latches onto Sara Jean’s forearm and sends her shooting into the ropes. Sara Jean lifelessly rebounds back and Leeann’s outstretched arm flies up crushing the blonde in a perfect clothesline. Sara Jean groans as she flies backward through the air and lands on her back with a thud, all the air in her lungs driven from her while her breasts jiggle wildly from the jarring impact.
Leeann again bends over, grabbing a handful of long blond hair and begins yanking Sara Jean up to her feet. Sara Jean is dragged up and instantly bent over at the waist as Leeann’s fist slammed into her already sore ribs. Leeann pulls the blonde back upright and again sends a fist into Sara Jean’s stomach this time catching her flush in her bully button. A whoosh fills the air as the blonde is stunned while Leeann begins turning Sara Jean so that both girls are standing back to back in the center of the ring. Leeann reaches behind her and her hands begin searching for a few seconds until she latches onto Sara Jean’s neck, the blonde finally becoming aware of her predicament. It was a few seconds to late however as Leeann’s choking grip began squeezing the blonde’s throat and the brunette bends forward at the waist pulling the stunned blonde right up off the mat and onto her back. Leeann continues pulling the blonde backward until both of her heeled feet are of the canvas and Leeann is soon supporting Sara Jean’s entire weight upon her back. Leeann tightly locks her hands in place around the blonde’s neck and with the blonde’s entire body resting on her back the brunette leaps into the air landing on her knees. A shriek of agony fills the air as Sara Jean’s body sped to the mat only to be pulled upward at the neck jerking akwardly when Leeann’s knees hit the canvas.
Sara Jean lays spread eagle on the mat and Michelle had seen enough, hoping her partner wasn’t seriously hurt. The blonde charges into the ring and tackles Leeann to the mat from behind and begins slamming slaps flying through the air. Leeann is pancaked to the canvas chest first with the crazed blonde sitting on her back smacking her head side to side. The referee was about to get involved when suddenly Hillary slammed into Michelle’s back knocking her of her partner and pinning the blonde to the mat. Michelle was stunned as Hillary’s shoulder knocked her to the canvas and took the wind out of her. The blonde was facing the mat when Hillary latched onto two thick handfuls of her hair from behind and began ripping backward. Michelle’s face pursed in pain as her upper half was being ripped off the canvas. The ref looked unsure of what to do as Leeann and Sara Jean were both on the mat, and Hillary and Michelle were the illegal girls in the ring. Rather than count both Leeann and Sara Jean out, he ran over to Hillary and tried to pry her hands from Michelle’s long locks. Michelle finally was able to spin around and now was facing Hillary and the blonde’s hands shot upward into Hillary’s long brown locks. The ref had his hands full as both girls began wildly ripping and tugging and soon they were rolling around the ring going over one another in the process. Over and over the girls went both incredible beauties trying to rip the hair from the others scalp. The fans were going crazy as Hillary and Michelle were hell bent on destroying one another wildly ripping at tugging at each other’s long locks.
Finally the referee begins to restore some order as he was able to pull Hillary and Michelle apart, and was in the process of escorting the brunette out of the ring. By this point, Sara Jean was finally stirring as her hands came up to her throbbing neck, the hellacious attack sending waves of pain up her entire body. Michelle was about to go over and check on her, but the ref got in her face and began ushering her to her corner. Leeann crawled up to a sitting position and sees the aching blonde lying on her back holding her neck and the brunette knew she had to act quickly. Leeann sprang up and latched onto the blonde’s wrist never giving the aching blonde a chance to recover, this time Leeann pulls Sara Jean over to her corner. Hillary reaches inside the ring and grabs Sara Jean by her hair and yanks back eliciting a surprised cry of agony from the blonde as her back slams into the turnbuckle. Sara Jean’s arms flew up to her burning scalp as she desperately grabs at Hillary’s wrists trying to pry her hair free from the brunette’s hold. Hillary pays little attention to the blonde’s hands pawing at her own, and pulls backward ripping harshly on the blonde’s mane. Sara Jean screams in agony as her upper body is being pulled back over the turnbuckle, her feet scramble to reach solid ground, and her midsection was left wide open for Leeann.
Leeann steps up and delivers a brutal punch flying into the exposed stomach of the trapped beauty. Sara Jean groans and before her arms come down, her tight naval is met with another stinging shot, this one catching her flush in her sore ribs. Leeann was about to drive another fist forward, when suddenly Sara Jean times a kick perfectly and catches the brunette square in the stomach. Finally, the referee rushes over and tries to pry Hillary’s hands from Sara Jean’s hair and finally separates the two, yelling at Hillary for the double team. Leeann scrambles forward and slaps Hillary’s outstretched hand making the tag. Leeann slides out of the ring, just as Hillary charges between the ropes and is met by the referee. The referee begins questioning the tag, and Hillary is screaming at the man about being so blind as to have missed a perfectly legal tag. The ref wasn’t hearing it, and demands Hillary leave the ring and forces Leeann back in. The man in the striped shirt waits as Leeann slides back in and tags Hillary who is eager to get back in the action.
Hillary bends down and drags Sara Jean up by the hair, but as the blonde was rising she pushed forward and slammed the unaware brunette backward. Hillary was completely caught off guard as her back slammed into the turnbuckle knocking the wind out of her. Sara Jean stumbles backward and is clearly still hurt, the blonde looking to make a desperately needed tag. Sara Jean falls to a knee and sees Hillary coming out of the corner directly for her. The blonde lunges forward and with her arm outstretched somehow smacks Michelle’s hand as the blonde was hanging over the top rope. Hillary knew Sara Jean was going to make the tag, and at this point there was nothing she could do about that so the brunette turned her attention to Michelle. Just as Michelle was about to slide in the ring, Hillary helped her out by latching onto her hair and ripping her between the ropes. The stunned blonde is dragged harshly into the ring by the hair, and then spun around a few times before she is sent hurtling forward slamming chest-first into the turnbuckle. Hillary steps up and latches onto Michelle’s long locks and then starts ramming her face into the turnbuckle. Michelle’s model like face is driven into the ruff padding and the crowd begins counting, as Hillary seems hell bent on smashing the blonde senseless. Again and again her face is driven downward and after eight straight shots, Hillary rips back on Michelle’s hair and flips the stunned beauty over flying onto her back in the center of the ring.
Before the blonde can recover, Hillary slams a kick into Michelle’s ribs and then quickly stands over her downed opponent. Hillary reaches down and latches onto the blonde’s chin from behind snaking her arms around Michelle neck. Hillary never slows, planting her knee into Michelle’s lower back and then begins to pull backward on her neck. Michelle’s eyes bulge and her arms thrash wildly as pain suddenly explodes in her back when Hillary rears back ripping the blonde’s upper body off the mat. Michelle’s delectable breasts are thrust out as her chest is pulled off the canvas and the blonde’s hands paw at Hillary’s wrists trying to free herself from the hellacious pain. Michelle can do little but suffer and whine from the wrenching agony the hold is extracting on her aching body, her back ablaze with pain. The blonde’s feet kick wildly as Hillary is rearing backward on the blonde’s neck while driving her knee into Michelle’s back pushing the blonde forward. The referee runs over and checks for a submission, but the blonde shakes her head side to side and continues looking for a way out of the hold. Pain was pulsing through her back as her upper body was pulled awkwardly off the mat when Michelle rakes her nails into Hillary’s wrists frantically scratching at her captor’s skin desperately trying to paw free. Michelle’s nails tear into Hillary’s wrists and have the desired effect as the brunette finally releases the hold.
Hillary jumps to her feet and looks at both of her wrists, which have a few long red trails from Michelle’s manicured nails. The brunette screams at the blonde and then begins slamming kicks into Michelle’s body. Hillary crazily stomps and kicks away at the lifeless blonde driving her foot forward into her tender flesh again and again. After a few jarring kicks, Michelle finally rolls over in pain and Hillary quickly slides down on top of her going for a quick count. The ref slides into position and begins his count, and his hand slams the canvas once, and then a second time, but Michelle thrusts upward and kicks Hillary off of her before his hand came down a third time. Hillary rolls over and jumps to her feet and latches onto Michelle’s hair pulling the blonde off the mat. The blonde’s eyes wince as pain engulfs her scalp as she finds herself being dragged toward the ropes. Michelle’s body is aching and the blonde is flung into the ropes and instantly comes shooting back into Hillary’s outstretched foot. Hillary evilly drove her spiky heel flush into Michelle’s midsection and the blonde buckles in half crumpling to the mat while Hillary begins showboating around the ring.
The crowd loves the action as Hillary pulls the blonde up by the hair yet again, and whips her into the ropes. Michelle looks dazed, hits the ropes and rebounds backward towards Hillary who leaps in the air and delivers a perfect flying clothesline across the throat of the blonde. Getting back up to her feet, Hillary pulls her stunned opponent up to her feet and drags Michelle to the corner, draping her arms over the top rope. Leeann latches onto Hillary’s wrists from behind pinning her arms over the rope, and now it’s Sara Jean who comes dashing into the ring. The referee catches Sara Jean and begins struggling to get her out of the ring and the blonde is fighting to get by him. Sexy groans fill the air as Michelle’s midsection is slammed again and again by brutal closed fists. Her head lolls side to side, her arms pinned in place, the blonde’s tight stomach is hammered again and again each punch driving the life from her. Suddenly the fans go wild as Sergeant Suffering and Major Payne, the most formidable tag team in the federation, come to the top of the ramp.
Suffering and Payne were scheduled up next in a match against Jennifer and Natacha, and as they did often they appear to be coming down to the ring for a pre-match warm up. The black Amazon duo hadn’t even come close to losing a match, and both muscular black women marched down to the ring with looks of rage on their faces, the fans chanting and screaming when they took notice of them. The black gals were hell bent on destroying every girl in the federation, and they picked up their pace towards the ring. Sergeant Suffering ran around the far side of the ring while Major Payne saw the referee was the closest as he was only a few feet away from where she stood, his attention on Sara Jean. Sara Jean and the ref were still inside the ring and the blonde was shocked when suddenly the ref fell to the canvas and was being pulled out of the ring by a dark skinned black woman.
While Major Payne was taking care of the referee, Sergeant Suffering slid into the ring and immediately leveled Michelle with a huge clothesline that nearly decapitated the weakened blonde bombshell sending her crashing chest first and sprawled out to the mat. Spinning around, The Sergeant yanked the stunned Leeann out of the corner and whips her into the ropes. Leeann hits the ropes, rebounds towards the black Amazon and suddenly flies to the mat from a huge boot to the chest. The Sergeant bends down, grabs two handfuls of Leeann’s long locks and rips the beauty up to her feet. Leeann groans as the Sergeant latches onto the top of her sexy brunette’s hair and quickly hoists the brunette high up into the air. Leeann is suspended upside down with her head near the ground, the black woman walking the brunette proudly around the ring for a few seconds displaying her awesome strength. Pulling the brunette’s legs upward slightly the Sergeant holds her tightly suspended in place and then drops straight down. Leeann speeds down to the unforgiving mat and her head crashes awkwardly as her body is driven to the canvas from the neck jarring pile driver. Leeann’s body convulses on the mat for a few seconds before she lies lifelessly starring outward.
Meanwhile, outside the ring, Major Payne had laid the referee out cold with a chair shot to the head. When Hillary saw the Major coming she slid outside and rushed at the big black woman hoping to catch her by surprise. The brunette charged forward and suddenly stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the steel chair fly off the ref’s head knocking him lifelessly to the ground. Payne dropped the chair to the side and then cocked her head and began laughing at Hillary who stood frozen like a deer in headlights. Payne held her arm outstretched and challenged Hillary to come at her, slowly cupping her hand waving her fingers towards herself trying to goad the brunette towards her. With the element of surprise long since gone, Hillary froze in her tracks as she stared at the monster only a few yards away from her. Slowly one heeled foot stepped back followed by another as the brunette had a look of terror on her face. Inside the ring, Sara Jean watched the referee take the chair to the head and then saw the black Amazon begin a slow walk toward Hillary. The blonde was confused as to what she should do, but decided to try to take out the big black woman before things got even more out of hand. Sara Jean stood on the ring apron and as the Major walked by beneath her, the blonde leapt of her perch and flew through the air elbow first. The large black woman knew exactly where Sara Jean was and surprised the airborne blonde as she spun around and drove her boot heel flush into the flying blonde’s midsection. Sara Jean groaned and flew down to the arena floor stunned and holding her aching ribs, and the Major kept up her advance on Hillary.
Back inside the ring, Sergeant Suffering bent forward and yanked Michelle off the canvas shoving her toward the ropes. The blonde saw Leeann lying spread eagle on the mat and grew deathly afraid of what was yet to come. Michelle began pulling her wrist back trying to break free from the black woman’s tight grip, but the Sergeant just dragged her along in tow toward the ropes. Once near the ring ropes, the black powerhouse sent a crushing right cross into the blonde’s midsection stunning the beauty as the wind shot from her. A second fist slammed into her stomach and Michelle wanted to crumple to the canvas as the wind left her already aching body. Sergeant Suffering drove a third fist upward square into Michelle’ bellybutton and then pulled her over to the rope. The blonde’s arms were at her side and Suffering quickly draped both hanging limbs over the top rope, while she quickly reached down and grabbed the middle ring rope. In seconds the black warrior quickly tied the ropes together leaving the blonde beauty helplessly tied in place bound to the ring. Michelle began bucking and trashing wildly as the blonde goddess was tightly held in place, her arms pined outward leaving her sexy body fully exposed and trapped against the ring ropes.
Hillary had no idea of what her best course of action would be as her partner was lying on the mat inside the ring, and the Major continued advancing towards her. Hillary quickly slid under the bottom rope and the Major dove inside the ring after her and just managing to catch her ankle. The brunette screamed as she kicked her leg wildly trying to break free from the Major’s strong grip but soon found herself being pulled along the canvas. The Major dragged her towards the steel ring post and drove Hillary’s kneecap flush into the unforgiving metal pole. The gorgeous brunette wailed in agony as her knee exploded in pain, but she got no rest as the Major still held onto her ankle and began pushing the brunette’s leg up against the ring pole. Hillary shrieked as the black woman pushed her leg awkwardly into the unforgiving metal, the brunette’s leg bending in ways it wasn’t meant to. Hillary pounded the canvas wildly as she feared her knee was going to break as the black warrior reared back and drove her knee into the metal pole one final time before looking around to see where Sara Jean was. Turning her attention back to the blonde, Major Payne reached down and grabbed a handful of Sara Jean’s hair before she pulled the aching beauty forward and smashed her forehead forward into the ring apron. Sara Jean groaned as her forehead met the unforgiving canvas, but the black woman still had a tight two-handed grip and drove her face shooting downward once more. Sara Jean crumpled to the arena floor when she was finally released from the hair hold, her head spinning. Bending down slightly the Major grabs the aching blonde and quickly slides her under the bottom ring rope where Suffering was already waiting.
Michelle was helplessly bound in the ropes, Leeann was lying sprawled in the center of the ring, and Hillary was writhing on the canvas clutching her aching knee. Unfortunately for her, that left Sara Jean as the Sergeant’s new target. Michelle was screaming for her partner but it was too late as Suffering sent a huge punch crashing into Sara Jean’s tight stomach. The second punch was right behind the first and seemed to take the life from her. Major Payne had leapt up onto the ring apron, and reached into the ring latching onto Sara Jean’s arms from behind. Another punch to the stomach from Suffering and the blonde buckled in half gasping for air. Payne began spreading Sara Jean’s arms wide along the top rope and in seconds Suffering had the middle rope pulled up and in seconds the blonde was bound in the ropes directly across the ring from her partner. While this was going on Hillary made it to her feet, hobbled around the outside of the ring, and quickly grabbed onto Leeann’s ankle. Hillary wildly tugged her partner’s lifeless body towards the ropes and in seconds had Leeann safely outside of the ring. Both brunette’s were in a world of pain, but together they leaned on one another as the made there way up the ramp, knowing they were much better off than the blonde’s who were bound in the ropes on opposite sides of the ring.
The black monsters were satisfied that Sara Jean wasn’t going anywhere and together they stalk across the ring. Michelle’s body bucks and trash, her hair whipping side to side as she is held in place as the Major catches the blonde’s weak attempt at kicking her. Suffering had little problem walking up; smiling from ear to ear the black woman grabs the sexy lace bra and then begins tugging. In seconds both of the blonde’s massive mammaries spring out into the air, the Michelle left hoping on one foot as Major Payne still had her leg held up. The black woman slammed a punch into Michelle’s thigh, the blonde gasping as pain exploded in her leg. Another punch slammed home, and Michelle moaned in pain, her arms desperately trying to break free from the ropes. Across the ring Sara Jean sighed in relief as her sweat soaked right arm finally broke free from the ropes, the scarred to death blonde slid her left arm free and thanked god she was safe. Sara Jean looked over and knew she should help Michelle, but truth be told she was far to scared and the blonde took the easy way out and slid under the bottom rope. Suffering saw her out of the corner of her eye, screamed in rage and began running towards the corner of the ring. Michelle’s heart sank as she watched her partner running up the ramp to safety while she was still helplessly bound in place.
By the time Sara Jean reached the top of the ramp, the black dup had a look of rage in their eyes, faces grim as they turned their attention to Michelle. Payne pulled up on the top rope and the before the blonde could crash to the mat, Suffering was right there grabbing her by the hair. The black woman pulled her up and in seconds, Suffering hauled Michelle to her feet and quickly put her in a full nelson. Payne eyed Michelle's flawless body, perhaps with a bit of jealousy, staring at the blonde’s tiny waist, her big fake perfectly formed D-Cup breasts with out any tan lines. Michelle squirmed side to side, the blonde trying to break Suffering’s vice like grip, but she didn't have enough strength or energy left. Payne raked her nails down Michelle's body seductively, hissing, "We'll be sure this body don’t leave the arena looking the same, won't we Suffering?" Michelle shivered at the malice in Payne’s voice and pleaded with the two black monsters for mercy, but Payne responded with a backhand slap across the blonde's model like face. Michelle's head rocked to the side, her long hair flying and her cheek reddened instantly. Another smack filled the air and Michelle’s face was knocked to the other side. Back and forth Michelle’s face went as the black woman smacked her again and again, the blonde’s eyes filling with tears as her cheeks were beaten red.
After almost twenty painful smacks, Payne finally changed tactics and both of her hands latched onto the front of Michelle’s lacy thong. The blonde looked down and realized her predicament and began pleading, desperately trying to break free from Suffering’s unbreakable grip. Payne tightened her grip and then without warning, the Major lifted as hard as she could, the sexy thong instantly burying deep into Michelle’s crotch. Michelle’s head lolled back in agony as the material painfully wedged deeper with the second tug, the blonde screaming for help, but held tightly in place. The third monstrous tug had the material stretching the thong up to the middle of Michelle's chest. Michelle's eyes bulged as a gasp of pain escaped her lips and her feet left the mat for an instant as the thong was literally supporting her entire weight. Payne pulled up for all she was worth and the material quickly disappeared deep into the dark crevice of Michelle's pussy, as lips on both sides bulged out grotesquely around the stretched fabric.
Sergeant was having no problem maintaining her full nelson on Michelle, as Payne released her grip on Michelle's thong. Payne laughed as she released the material, only to see it stayed right where it was, buried deep in Michelle's pussy. Michelle begged for her torment to end, but Payne just bent forward and quickly pulled Michelle's thong down around her ankles. The crowd erupted as they got an excellent view of Michelle's neatly shaved triangle, the blonde’s body swishing side to side as she prayed for the torment to end. Left in black stilettos and matching thigh-highs Michelle was a vision of perfection as her sweat-coated body glistened in the arena lights. The Major wasted little time and then began using the blonde’s body like it was a punching bag, her steel like pistons beginning to systematically destroy the slab of perfection. Lefts and rights flew through the air, and no part of Michelle’s incredible body was safe as the blonde sobbed like a baby as her midsection, ribs and belly took grueling shot after shot. Payne was like a woman possessed and just kept firing wild uncontested punches each one seemingly more devastating than the prior.
Black make up trails trickled from Michelle’s eyes, but the pain only got worse as the sadistic Major changed targets. A dull thud echoed out as Michelle’s right breast was blasted, her suddenly aching orb flopping around wildly. Her left took the next shot, and the blonde had never experienced anything like this in her life. Left right left her breasts took punch after punch, Payne never missing a beat or slowing for a second as the black woman’s fist thudded home again and again, poor Michelle’s aching orbs were pounded unmercifully. Her lips quivered as she begged for someone, anyone, to help her but she was held tight and forced to endure punch after punch. A full minute passed by, and Michelle was sobbing like a baby, her cries for help were no incoherent, her cheeks coated in black eyeliner.
The referee for the next match slid in the ring, and suddenly Michelle found herself lying on the mat as Suffering let her out of the Full Nelson, the blonde’s hands gingerly cupping her pulsing breasts. The crowd was going wild as the black duo began slamming kicks into Michelle’s almost naked body, the blonde whimpering in pain. The referee ran over, momentarily slowing the black women in their destruction, allowing Michelle just enough time to crawl under the bottom rope. Michelle landed on the arena floor in a thud, and cupped her naked aching exposed orbs as her head spun in pain. The blonde couldn’t believe that bitch Sara Jean left her in the ring, Michelle vowing to pay her back when she healed from this grueling attack she underwent. She tried to cover as much of her aching exposed flesh as he made the embarrassing walk up the ramp as fans laughed and mocked her. Inside the ring, Suffering and Payne were screaming at the ref, eager to start their matchup against Jennifer and Natacha.
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