Going back to Bree's Series at the Flamingo Club - here is 3.5
If you haven't read the prior match, or since it's been ages -forgotten about Bree - it ended with Bree's legs bound around the ring post, her body suspended in the air, getting the shit kicked out of her by Dorothy and Danielle here is the match
http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,49049.msg376896.html#msg376896Here is where this series resumes wight eh Busty blonde beauty Kristy coming to her aid
Kristy came to the top of the ramp, and the fans roared watching the tiny blonde heart stopper charging down towards the ring. Holy shit! My eyes were as wide as saucers…who was this tiny Goddess? I almost forgot about my girl getting the shit kicked out of her as I watched a 5’3” sandy blonde Playboy Centerfold making her way down the ramp. Kristy reached the arena floor and sprang forward, her body slammed into Danielle’s frame from behind, the impact sending the brunette shooting away from the bound blonde Bree and sent the stunned brunette to the ground. Danielle landed on her side and the busty blonde was right with the brunette straddling her tight stomach. My god this girl was sexy…this was the first I was seeing of her and I wondered where she had been the past few weeks as I would have loved to have seen her wrestle. Kristi took control, pinning the shocked brunette to the arena floor, the blonde came out firing and never slowed, wildly she began slamming punches into Danielle’s head. Lefts and rights flew through the air, the blonde knowing she had to take one of the brunettes out of action quickly if she had any hope of freeing Bree and escaping this dangerous situation. Danielle cried out as knuckles slammed against her cheek, Kristy wailing away, pumping her arms up and slamming her fists hammering down into the brunette’s face and the side of her head. Danielle’s face exploded in pain, the blonde’s closed fisted punches blasting her cheeks again and again painfully knocking her head side to side.
“Eiiihhhh!” Kristy suddenly shrieked, pain exploding in the back of her scalp, the blonde’s face pursed as Dorothy had two handfuls of her hair. “Looks like I get to soften you up before our match bitch!” Dorothy hissed, ripping back and yanking Kristy off Danielle, the blonde screaming as her hair was used like a handle. Dorothy was in rage, “You stupid fuckin bitch! You should have stayed in the locker room and waited for me to kick your ass later!” The brunette shook the stunned blonde side to side, ripping the stumbling beauty around the outside of the ring. Oh my God…this tiny hottie was in about as bad situation as my girlfriend and I had a feeling she was going to get slaughtered! Before Kristy could get a word out, Dorothy slammed her fist into the blonde’s tight stomach, the wind shooting out from the blonde and her body hunched over with her long hair covering her face. Kristy struggled through the pain, and tried to right her body, just as Dorothy grabbed onto her long locks. Dorothy spun to the side, tightly holding the blonde’s hair and her now recovered partner Danielle fired a closed fisted punch slamming into the blonde’s face.
What a shot! Danielle’s knuckles cracked into the poor blonde’s cheek, and Kristy saw stars pain exploding in her face. Dorothy lost her grip, the blonde’s long hair shooting outwards. Kristy’s head whipped to the side, her cheek instantly reddening from the power packed punch. The stunned beauty almost lost her balance as her ankle twisted in her 3 inch heel, her leg buckled outward but the blonde remained on her feet, and right in the line of attack. Dorothy stepped forward, again grabbing a handful of long blonde locks, and the brunette violently hauled back until the blonde’s face was looking up at the ceiling. “Lettt goooo!” Kristy screamed, and her meaty melons sprang upward, the fleshy orbs seemed ready to burst from the tight costume, and I was praying I would get a better look at those tattas! The tiny beauties midsection was wide open and Danielle hammered her exposed stomach with punches. Thump, thump, thump, accompanied each time by a whimper of pain. God even her groans were sexy, the tiny blonde’s body jostling side to side as her belly was hammered, I could only imagine how she would sound getting fucked! Left and right her torso slid side to side in response to the power packed punches, her belly hammered by closed fisted shots.
Dorothy still had a tight grip on the blonde’s hair and began dragging her over towards the roaring crowd. Kristy’s tiny body was hunched at the waist as she was led over towards the metal crowd divider, when Dorothy neared she reared upward and drove the blonde’s angelic face slamming down into the steel. A dull thud echoed out as Kristy’s skull met the steel, the metal divider not moving an inch and the busty babe’s head was ringing. Kristy’s legs felt like jelly and she was about to go down to the concrete floor when Danielle strode up and grabbed onto the back of the blonde’s costume. Dorothy still held tightly onto Kristy’s hair and kept the hunched over hottie in place while Danielle went to work on the flimsy material – attacking like a shark smelling blood in the water. One pull, then another, and the costume’s buttons began popping, the crowd screaming in anticipation, and finally the third pull opened the upper half of the blonde’s top wide open. Oh my lord I couldn’t wait to see this chick stripped…holy fuck what a show this was going to be! Dorothy continued pulling on the blonde’s hair and Danielle was wildly ripping away at the remains of the beauties costume shaking the tiny hottie around the outside of the ring. The crowd was screaming and a few more pulls had all of the buttons ripped apart, giving the rowdy crowd glimpses of her red bra.
From behind, Dorothy latched onto the blonde’s wildly flailing arms, the brunette had little trouble securing a grip and began tugging them back ward until they were secured. Kristy screamed as the costume fell off her shoulders and slowly slid down her curvy frame resting on her hips. What a body…I was speechless, her tiny waist couldn’t have been more than 22 inches, and her lacey red bra covered what must have been silicone filled D cup breasts – two glistening mounds of tanned perfection. The tiny Goddess didn’t have an ounce of fat anywhere on her frame, with a body that would have rivaled any Playmate Centerfold. The blonde screamed, now unable to move her arms as Dorothy was holding them behind her back, and whispering in her ear, “You’re fucked now slut! Not that I needed help in kicking your ass tonight” With her arms pulled back those incredible tits were pushed seductively upward, threatening to burst from behind that lacey red bra.
“Leet meeeee goooo!” Kristy wailed trying to break free from her restraint. Danielle walked back to the helpless beauty and silenced her protests with a vicious backhand across the face! “You like fucking punching peoples faces you dirty little cxnt?” Danielle yelled and fired another smack flying across the blonde’s cheek. “I am going to rearrange your face! You better have a good doctor!” Danielle screamed, another smack blasting the blonde’s head to the side. Smack, smack, smack, Kristy’s face was bitch smacked side to side, the blonde begging, “Please stop!” Kristy soon found herself struggling for breath as another closed fist slammed home, this one drove deep into her tightly drawn belly. Dorothy had all she could handle just trying to hold the thrashing beauty up as Danielle reared back and fired an openhanded chop to Kristy's ample breasts, the lacey bra jiggling wildly. Dorothy lost her grip on the blonde, who toppled back down to the floor landing on her ass, the costume resting around her stomach. Danielle was right there waiting with her hands extended, the brunette was about to pull Kristy up by the hair, when the blonde’s forearm came flying upward and slammed home blasting into the brunette’s crotch. Danielle's eyes opened wide in disbelief and the brunette staggered back in agony as Kristy pushed herself off the arena floor. The costume slid down the blonde Centerfold’s body and the crowd roared, her heart shaped ass barely covered by a bright red dental floss slingshot thong.
Lying on the ground, curled in the fetal position, Danielle's hands clutched her aching crotch, trying to ease the stunning pain while Kristy looked side to side, desperate to make her move. Dorothy needed a second to get over the shock of seeing her partner on the ground and before she reacted it gave Kristy a chance to get set. Dorothy burst into motion and sprang forward ready to tackle the blonde from behind, but Kristy’s right arm reared back and hit the brunette directly in the nose. Dorothy's vision blurred, tears filled her eyes but her forward momentum carried her into Kristy and the busty combatants toppled to the floor with Dorothy on top though too stunned to take advantage. Kristy's fought through the pain and her hands found a grip in Dorothy's long brown hair, the blonde looking to take advantage of the situation. She immediately began to pull to the side, and she squirmed her near naked body out from under the brunette, the blonde babe rising to her feet the rowdy crowd screaming and yelling. With two handfuls of hair, Kristy went to work, shaking Dorothy side to side, holding her vice-like grip on the brunette’s hair trying to rip out clumps in the process. Dorothy was bent over at the waist, but the brunette quickly regained her composure and lunged forward, pounding her shoulder into Kristy's tight stomach.
The blonde groaned in pain, lost her grip on the brunette’s hair and then even more pain filled her body as Kristy's back was blasted from behind. CLANG! Danielle, who was already back on her feet, slammed a folding metal chair hammering across the blonde’s back, the metal crushing her spine. Pain exploded in the blonde’s back and Kristy dropped to her knees like a sack of bricks falling to the ground, the shocked gal holding her aching spine. Danielle raised the chair again and the brunette slammed it down, this time driving it into the blonde’s ribs. Kristy slumped to the arena floor, her spine and ribs throbbing with pain, and Danielle dropped the chair and reached out with a hand on Dorothy's shoulder, "You OK hon?"
Dorothy stood up, a look of rage on her flushed face as she held her nose, "My fuckin' nose is killin' me, this bitch is gonna pay!" Kristy was holding her ribs and moaning when her hair was yanked from behind as Dorothy pulled her back up to her feet. Dorothy pulled the bent over beauty upwards and slid her arm around the hunched over hottie’s neck, the brunette slapping on a standing side headlock. Bent at the waist, her incredible thong covered ass wiggled back and forth, and the crowd went wild, Dorothy continued squeezing and the blonde was gasping for air. One hand held Kristy’s blonde locks, and the brunette’s right forearm was clamped like a vice around the beauties throat applying pressure and not letting the gasping gal draw breath.
“AIIIIGGGHHHH!!!!!” Kristy shrieked when her crotch suddenly exploded in pain. Danielle had walked up from behind and latched onto the back of Kristy’s sexy little thong giving the blonde Goddess a painful wedgie! The already tiny material buried itself deeply into her ass crack, forcing Kristy up onto her tiptoes, her shapely legs accentuated as she began trying to alleviate the rapidly building pain in her crotch. Dorothy let Kristy out of the choke hold and stepped back away from the thrashing blonde, whose hands were frantically trying to pull the invading material from her sensitive slits. With both of her hands trying to dislodge the wedgie, Kristy left her front completely exposed to Dorothy who picked up the metal chair and slammed the flat ended hammering squarely into the blonde’s bouncing boobs. Oh what a shot!
Kristy's lacey bra offered no protection to her chest and the metal chair shot flattened her meaty melons painfully against her chest bone. “My tits!” Kristy’s face contorted in response, her hands coming up to prevent further attack. From behind, Danielle reared upward on the stretching material, jerking on the thong from behind, causing Kristy to gasp as pain shot through her pussy. Giving one more violent tug, the brunette quickly released the thong, and Danielle had an easy time latching onto the blonde’s arms. Kristy had little opportunity to fight back, the brunette having no trouble pulling the aching beauties arms behind her, pinning them in place. Kristy’s exquisite body was held tightly and Dorothy stepped in front of the trapped blonde leering in Kristy's face, “Let’s see what’s behind here…shall we?” Dorothy purred, her hands coming up and latching onto the lacey bra. YES YES YES let’s see those tits! The crowd roared, and the brunette slowly pulled downward on the lacey material and in one tug Kristy's huge melons sprang from their confinement. Damn this girl had a set of fake tits! Two mounds of perfection, silicone enhanced 34D breasts shaped perfectly, with red welts visible on the soft flesh from the nasty steel chair attack, and not a tan line to be seen on the glistening bronzed skin. Kristy’s breasts, although red, looked incredible, her huge dark areolas smack dab in the center of the ample mounds, both of her beefy nipples began stiffening as soon as they hit the chilly air.
Dorothy chuckled, “MMMMM….I am going to love deflating these!” The brunette sprang into action, her fists flying forward peppering the helpless hottie’s midsection and exposed orbs. Kristy fought to free her arms, but her stomach was blasted, her ribs hammered, and then the uppercutting shot to her left breast made her pause in her fight for freedom as the pain was more than she could take. Another shot to the stomach, Dorothy’s fists feeling like iron, her ribs blasted again, then another shot to her left breast – this a straight on punch that flattened her breast again her chest. Wow I was mesmerized watching this Goddess get slaughtered, her tits flopping everywhere, sexy groans filling the air as she was pulverized! Punches hammered her Centerfold like frame and the blonde was beaten like a drum, ribs hammered, stomach slammed, and breasts battered. After a few more seconds of sheer hell, Kristy dropped to the floor when Danielle released her arms, the brunette looking over to the corner of the ring where Bree was still upside down and barely conscious, “Don’t worry we haven’t forgotten about you…I promise I’ll come back to keep you company soon!” I had almost forgotten about my girlfriend watching this sexy little vixen getting the shit kicked out of her! The comment never registered on Bree who was just hanging with her long stocking covered legs tied together inside the ring, her face bright red from all the blood rushing to her head, her big swollen and abused breasts hanging in her face as gravity was pushing them down.
Kristy lay on the cold arena floor, one hand on her pulsating breasts and the other pulling the wedgie from her pussy. While Kristy attended to her problems, Dorothy positioned herself over the blonde and then slammed a kick squarely between the blonde's shoulder blades. Kristy’s body rolled on the cold floor, and Dorothy drove her foot into the blonde’s back again. This time the brunette continued pushing down with her foot and bent forward grabbing onto both of Kristy’s wrists. Securing a grip on the blonde’s arms, the brunette pulled upward while she shoved down with her foot, putting the gasping blonde in a perfect surfboard. “My arrrmmmms!” Kristy shrieked, pain filling her shoulders, while her naked chest was pulled off the cool floor. Frantically the blonde shook her head, long hair whipping side to side, begging for freedom, but Dorothy just laughed, glaring down at the helpless girl while pulling upward on her arms. Dorothy stomped her foot down driving it slamming into Kristy's upper back, while yanking backward on her arms. Kristy’s two melons dangled on her up thrust chest and the blonde’s heeled feet kicked the ground as she screamed for release.
Dorothy hauled back on Kristy's arms unmercifully one last time before finally releasing the gorgeous gals now limp wrists. Kristy’s shoulders felt like they were going to pop as the poor blonde lay on the floor in agony wanting to shield her exposed breasts yet unable to move her arms. The brunette gave her no rest, Dorothy again reached down and pulled Kristy back up to her feet, the blonde’s tiny body stumbled in her heels as the brunette began setting her up for something. From behind, Dorothy snaked her arms under the blonde’s and then slip upward under Kristy’s limp arm, the brunette quickly yanking them behind her. My mouth hung open in awe. Kristy’s incredible body was trapped in a full nelson, her long sweaty hair whipping around as her head shook side to side, her deeply tan skin glowing in the arena lights, orbs jiggling around on her chest seductively…this was going to get interesting!
Danielle eyed Kristy's flawless body a snarl forming on the lips, perhaps with a bit of jealousy watching the Goddess squirming side to side, trying to pull her arms free. The blonde desperately tried to break free from Dorothy’s grip, but she didn't have enough strength or energy left. Danielle playfully smacked the bottom of Kristy’s right breast, “Why is it that all you blonde sluts have to have fake tits?” the blonde’s bountiful breast flesh finally stopped bouncing when Danielle continued talking, “But this I promise you sweetie, you won’t look nearly as good when we get done fuckin you up Bitch!” and the pissed off brunette fired a stinging bitch smack across Kristy’s face. The blonde’s head shot to the side, ”Let me goooo!” her pleas filling the air, but Dorothy held on tightly and Danielle reared back and let a backhand fly through the air smacking Kristy’s face on the opposite cheek, the blonde’s head rocked to the side, her long hair flying outward.
A hard punch flew through the air and landed home flush in the blonde’s belly catching her just above her crotch. “Ummmphhh!” The wind left Kristy and she wanted to crumple back to the ground but was held upright by Dorothy. Danielle’s fists were clenched, the brunette hissed, “Time for a face lift you ugly skank!” The brunette’s right arm cocked back and her knuckles cracked into Kristy’s left cheek. Kristy’s head shot to the side, her cheek exploding in pain, but Danielle’s left was already flying through the air, catching the blonde’s lipstick coated lips. Oh no!!! Not her face I wanted to scream. Danielle was now using the blonde’s model like face like it was a punching bag as the brunette began whaling closed fisted punches home. Kristy’s face was rocked left then right, bare knuckles hammering into her suddenly swelling cheeks, the blonde sobbing for release as her face was battered. A nasty left blasted into her eye socket, a sharp right flattened her nose into her face, and the next left mashed her red lipstick coated lips.
Danielle took a second rest clenching and unclenching her aching knuckles, and if Danielle’s knuckles were sore I could only imagine how badly Kristy’s face was aching. Danielle stepped back and put both fists in front of her lightly tossing a few punches into the air, “Well since my boxing match ended early I figure I’ll finish it up on you” the brunette yelled and stepped in rearing back with a right fist already cocked and flying that landed square on Kristy's left breast, instantly flattening it against her chest. Kristy’s mouth hung open in agony as her breast was crushed against her chest bone, the meaty flesh flattening like a pancake. The second punch was already on its way and this was a nasty uppercut that hit home perfectly on the underside of the blonde’s already aching right breast, causing it to shoot up, almost smacking her in the face and then jiggle about her chest. Holy shit this gal was getting slaughtered!
Sobbing like a baby, fighting the pain that the blonde thought would never end, Kristy begged for release “My breasts…no more…dear God!” Danielle just resumed her boxer’s stance, while Dorothy held the blonde tightly in place and then the horrific pummeling really began. Danielle’s fists flew through the air, and Kristy prayed her precious implants didn’t explode as her tits were hammered by closed fisted punches. The third punch caught the blonde’s left breast, while the fourth and fifth punches slammed home into her right orb. Holding tightly Dorothy yelled, “Fuck that bitch up! Get Her!” Kristy's once perfect breasts were on fire with pain and the sixth punch was a huge hook that crushed her pulsing right breast against her chest bone. Thuds filled the air, each one followed by a whimper of pain, as Kristy was totally defeated as her incredible breasts were hammered again and again.
These brunette’s were evil bitches, Daniele was literally trying to pop Kristy’s implants! “Oh please…pleassssse I can’t take it….it hurts!” Kristy screamed as her tits were slaughtered by an onslaught of grueling shots. Left, right, left Danielle never slowed, the brunette just went about destroying the bouncing boobs, her fists thudding home again and again, I lost count around ten. I couldn’t even imagine what Kristy was feeling as her tits were swelling before my eyes, her face was already puffy and her left eye was swelling. The Goddess was held tightly in the Full Nelson and forced to endure the grueling shots, the crowd going wild watching the sexy Centerfold getting destroyed. Danielle finally slowed her attack but only to walk over to the side of the ring grabbing the metal chair. Kristy’s eyes went wide in fear seeing Danielle only a few feet away holding the metal chair. The brunette held the chair tightly by the legs and let swing a wild shot, the flat end of the metal cracked into Kristy’s tight stomach crushing her exposed ribs. A thud echoed out and the blonde screamed in agony, yet she was still held tightly in Dorothy’s Full Nelson and unable to hold her aching midsection. Danielle spun the chair around and stepped forward, the metal chair legs each blasting into the blonde’s boobs.
The impact sent the brunette and the blonde flying back and Kristy dropped straight down to the floor where she lay in agony, one arm holding her aching ribs the other draped across her pulsing boobs. The sadistic girl again raised the chair and brought it down, smashing it flat over Kristy’s upper back sending her sprawling on her belly across the floor. The brunette tossed the chair to the floor, and like a crazed animal, Danielle savagely raked her nails down Kristy’s bare back. Ten parallel crimson tracks ran from Kristy’s neck to her ass, the blonde shrieking as her flesh felt filleted, rolling on the floor as pain engulfed her back. A booming kick from the brunette had Kristy’s body flipped over, her naked and swollen chest heaving with each pain-racked, and sobbing breath she struggled to draw. Standing with her legs straddling the beaten blonde, Danielle smiled, “Let’s pop these silicone filled tits!” Her legs bent slightly and then the brunette leapt in the air and came slamming down ass first directly onto Kristy’s breasts - painfully flattening the meaty mounds flat against her chest bone.
“UUNNNNNNHHHH!" Kristy screamed, Danielle's full weight crashing down upon her aching tits. The brunette sat atop the blonde’s prized chest for a few seconds before spinning off grabbing a handful of hair. “Let’s go cxnt!” Danielle yelled out and wrapped her hands around the blonde’s sweaty locks. Kristy’s face pursed in pain, the tiny hottie violently pulled onto her knees, then Danielle began yanking and tugging wildly, forcing her over towards the ring. Now on all fours, Danielle latched onto the blonde’s right wrist and dragged upward, having no difficulty hoisting her up. Kristy was forced to rise, Danielle painfully bending the blonde’s arm behind her lithe body slapping on a textbook hammerlock, the Goddesses fleshy breasts thrust out seductively as her back arched. Suddenly the trapped blonde wailed as Danielle reared upward on her arm forcing Kristy to rise up to the tips of her toes in a futile effort to ease some of the pain coursing through her damaged shoulder. “Let’s see how good your face is gonna look when we get through her bitch!” Danielle screamed. The brunette continued applying pressure on the blonde’s wrist, and Danielle dug her other hand into Kristy's long locks. With a tight grip on her wrist and hair, Danielle ran forward driving Kristy head first into the steel ring post. The impact echoed out, Kristy’s forehead blasting into the pole, the blonde going limp in the brunette’s grip. Kristy’s head spun lifelessly around, but Danielle still had her hand wrapped tightly in the blonde’s hair, and the brunette reared back and then blasted the beauties face into the metal pole again.
Kristy’s legs crumpled and the beaten beauty went down to the arena floor, her body barely moving and her once stunning face a mess. Across the outside of the ring, Dorothy was finishing folding the chair up, and the brunette began setting up the flattened steel chair on the ring apron near where Kristy lay. Danielle reached down grabbing a handful of Kristy’s hair and had little problem dragging the wounded beauty up onto her feet, the blonde offering no resistance. Kristy was standing wobbly, and once Danielle secured a two-handed grip in the blonde’s hair, the brunette’s arms flew down slamming the Goddess’s face against the hard metal of the steel chair. I cringed not wanting to see this beauties face fucked up any more, but the rest of the arena was going wild. Kristy’s face flared to life in a whole new level of pain, but got no rest as Danielle shook her hair wildly a few times. “You dumb fake titted cxnt!” Danielle shrieked ripping the blonde around the outside of the ring by her hair. Kirsty was hunched over, her meaty mounds flopped around her chest, the blonde stumbling in her 3 inch stilettos as she was shook back and forth like a rag doll. “I’m gonna rip your fuckin hair right out!” Danielle screamed and yanked back and forth.
Again, Danielle quickly yanked upward upon Kristy’s hair and evilly slammed her model like face shooting down into the metal chair a second time. Kristy wailed as her nose was crushed flat, the blonde seeing stars as pain exploded in her aching face. Danielle released the blonde’s hair and the beauty slump downward onto the floor where she curled up and covered her face with her hands, her heeled feet kicking out leaving the beauty sobbing in agony. Dorothy finally got back in on the action, grabbing the chair off the ring apron and placing it on the ground, quickly unfolding it so it functioned as a chair again. Danielle reached down grabbing Kristy by the hair and lifted the lifeless beauty up and onto her knees. The blonde’s limp hands fell from her face, and it was a mask of bruises and purple, her eye already swelling shut and her forehead displaying a huge bump. Slowly Kristy was pulled to her feet, the blonde stumbled forward almost tripping to the floor, but Danielle held her in place, her hands wrapped tightly in her disheveled hair. Danielle again used her hair hold and drove Kristy face first slamming into the metal seat of the steel chair, a pang and a cry of pain filling the air.
Tears streamed down her flushing cheeks as Kristy’s nose slammed down into the hard steel taking most of the jarring impact. The brunette began grinding and mashing the blonde’s face into the steel seat, Kristy’s nose feeling like it was pressed flat into her head. Suddenly, Danielle reared back and drove her captives face forward slamming the blonde’s nose brutally blasting into the metal seat. Danielle held on tightly to the long locks and began repeating the maneuver jarring poor Kristy’s face into the steel. Fans began chanting out in count along each time Kristy’s face was driven down, three, four, five, six, seven times! Danielle finally grew tired of the viscous attack, violently ripping her hair back and throwing the aching beauty down to the arena floor.
The aching blonde trashed on the arena floor, her face contorted in agony and now it was Dorothy who bent down and grabbed onto two thick handfuls of hair ripping Kristy up to her feet. Still holding Kristy’s hair the brunette held her opponent's head in place and smashed her knee into the blonde's face. Kristy shrieked as her nose took most of the jarring impact, and a second knee slammed into her jaw only seconds later sending her stumbling back to the floor. Holy shit these two were clearly looking to fuck Kristy’s angelic face up – and they were doing a hell of a job. Kristy’s forehead was purple with a small lump in the center, her cheeks looked inflated, and her left eye was swelling shut. Danielle, now standing high above on the ring apron, yelled out, “Look out below!” The brunette shot through the air and frog splashed down across the blonde's prone body crushing her against the unforgiving concrete floor. Kristy's entire body spasms, but the pissed off brunette straddled the blonde’s tiny waist, pinning the blonde's limp arms at her sides.
Smiling, Danielle brought another closed fisted punch flying through the air catching the blonde flush on her right cheek. The stinging thud echoed out and the blonde yelped in pain but a violent left smashed into her already swollen left eye. “You fake titted blonde cxnt!!! Why the fuck did you have to interfere?” she asked as punches flew wildly, knuckles hammering into tender flesh. Kristy’s entire face was hammered over and over, some punches landing on her cheeks while others smashed her lips and jaw. Spittle flew from the blonde’s mouth as her head was whipped painfully side to side as she was smacked again and again. Kristy couldn’t free her hands and her face was brutalized from the painful attack she was forced to endure the hellacious attack.
The brunette broke off the beating and the aching beauty was barely aware of being dragged upward. Kristy was starring at the crowd when her lovely long locks were used like a handle, the brunette plucking her right off the floor. Standing awkwardly in her heels, the blonde’s head lolled to the side, her arms hanging limply against her torso. The seemingly drunk blonde was moved like a puppet by her crazed attacker and suddenly her head was tightly pinned right between Danielle’s vice like thighs. The T-back thong barely covered her bent over heart shaped ass giving the crowd a sexy view as she weekly pawed at the muscular legs holding her tightly in place. Danielle rapped her hands under the blonde’s belly, and the brunette put everything she had into rearing backward. Suddenly Kristy’s body left the arena floor, the tiny blonde was flipped upside down and then driven down to the concrete in a picture perfect slam.
Kristy’s back blasted into the ground, her head shot up, and then bounced down again as the jarring impact shook her entire body. The brunette leapt up to her feet, but Kristy didn’t move, again Danielle bent down and dragged Kristy up to her feet, the blonde’s knees crumpling as she was literally held up and in place by Danielle. The brunette latched onto Kristy’s limp wrist, secured a grip, spun around and sent the lifelessly beauty flying forehead first right into the steel crowd divider. A sickening crack filled the air as the blonde’s forehead met the unforgiving steel and she crumpled to the concrete and may be out cold as her body twitched every couple of seconds.
Danielle wasted no time, flipped the blonde right over onto her chest, and the beauties face was a beaten mask. I looked to see where Dorothy was and I had no idea what was about to happen as she came running over with the blonde’s lacey red bra. Danielle held the blonde’s wrists behind her limp body and Dorothy began tying the material tightly around and around. Oh my God…this tiny little Goddess was now totally at the brunette’s mercy…what more could they do to her? Danielle had no problem holding the blonde’s limp arms behind her beaten down body and in seconds the bra straps were knotted in place pinning Kristy’s arms behind her back. Things were about to go from bad to hopelessly bad - Kristy had no clue her arms were bound in place resting on her thong-covered ass. The brunette’s bent down, each grabbing an arm, and hoisted the beaten Goddess up off the concrete floor. Her aching and swollen breasts flopped about her chest, her huge rock hard nipples proudly standing at attention and the crowd went crazy seeing the Goddess topless and bound helplessly. The resignation that she still couldn’t move her hands hadn’t set in yet as the blonde’s eyes were glazed and starring off in the distance, her forehead displaying a lump the size of a golf ball. Her left eye was now swollen shut, and both of her cheeks look like she packed a wad of gum on both sides of her mouth.
The brunette propped the blonde’s back up against the steel ring post and Danielle quickly stepped back and let a forearm fly through the air slashing against Kristy’s breasts. Kristy whimpered at the stinging smack and finally tried to bring her arms up, and panic filled her when she finally realized she couldn’t move her arms. A second smack was already flying and jarred her right breast sending it shooting about her chest wildly. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks and she begged someone to help her when a jarring kick crushed her right breast, the blonde toppling awkwardly down to the concrete. Unable to use her hands to shield the fall, she fell breasts first to the ground and lay on the floor sobbing for help. Help didn’t come. Kristy lay on the ground, bound and lifeless and the brunette again bent down this time ripping her off the ground and dragging the stumbling girl in tow over towards the steel ring steps.
Kristy was clueless as Danielle sat her down, ass first on the lower metal step, the brunette wasting no time positioning the blonde’s back against the second step making sure she was propped up in place. Danielle used a hand to hold the wobbling beauty place, and Dorothy charged forward slamming a kick flying through the air that blasted the defenseless blonde square in the mouth. Kristy’s face exploded in pain, the blonde’s upper body flying backward in response to the jarring kick into the steel, her hands still tied in place behind her causing her to loose balance and topple from her perch. Kristy lay on her chest, the blonde’s eyes closed, her body lay lifeless and it looked like the kick split her upper lip open as blood trickled from her mouth. Danielle laughed at the beaten beauty who still hadn’t stirred, and the brunette causally used her foot to flip Kristy over and onto her back. Danielle bent forward and latched onto the bottom of the blonde’s sexy thong, “I hope you weren’t planning on fuckin anyone soon!” The brunette hissed and wildly pulled upward.
I could think of one person who would have liked to fuck her…that was for sure! Afraid to blink, I watched the sexy thong bury between her pussy lips, and the blonde shrieked in agony as her crotch exploded in pain. Kristy’s ear piercing shriek reached new levels as the material was being stretched to its breaking point, the blonde wildly bucking in place trying to find a way to ease the pain. Unfortunately for Kristy she wasn’t going anywhere, and Danielle pulled and tugged the material upward, the blonde’s meaty pussy lips hanging out from both sides of the strap that had long ago buried itself inside her pussy. What a sexy display, her incredible hips squirming as the material tore apart her aching crotch. Mercy finally came to the blonde when her stretched to the max thong finally ripped, leaving her naked save her black stiletto heels.
Danielle bent down and lifted the lifeless Goddess up to her feet, the crowd going wild seeing her exquisite body fully on display, her aching orbs swelling and her neatly trimmed bush wide open. The brunette led Kristy over to the metal crowd divider, spinning the blonde around so she was facing the ring. Dorothy stepped up and quickly placed the bound hands on the other side of the metal steps and then slammed a punch flying into Kristy's washboard abs. The blonde's knees buckled and she slumped to the ground, only she never found the concrete floor as her hands got caught on the other side of the metal divider leaving her entire body suspended and completely exposed. The blonde was literally crucified against the divider, couldn’t free her arms which were still bound, and was helplessly at Danielle and Dorothy’s mercy, or lack there of.
Kristy was begging for freedom but the brunette’s didn’t seem anywhere near done with their fun each standing only a few feet away and ready to attack. Dorothy slowly slid forward talons outstretched and ready, and just as Danielle began advancing the air was filled with a booming thud. My girlfriend had finally freed herself from her predicament, and now had a steel chair in her hands that she used to blast into the back of Danielle’s skull. The brunette stumbled forward and was about to topple to the ground when Bree slammed the chair into her head a second time. Danielle went down to the concrete floor and didn’t move. Only a few feet away, Dorothy’s hands were about to clamp down on Kristy’s breasts when the metal chair hammered her ribs from behind. Dorothy staggered to the side, her arms coming up to her damaged midsection, allowing the enraged Bree an uncontested shot. The metal chair was flying through the air and blasted into Dorothy’s face sending her stumbling to the concrete.
Neither brunette was moving and the aching Bree quickly dropped the chair to the ground and began untying Kristy’s wrists. Both blondes were a mess, but for now they were the only ones standing, and Bree went to work on unknotting the bra. It took a few seconds and Bree was finally able to free Kristy’s arms, the tiny blonde’s legs giving out and she crumpled to the arena floor holding her destroyed body. Bree was a mess, her breasts aching, her face swollen, and left only in her knee high stockings and heels still looked sexy as ever. The blonde bent down, grabbed the steel chair and stalked back over to Danielle. Bree’s puffy face had a look of rage painted on it as the blonde reared back and hammered the metal chair into the brunette’s head. The metal pang echoed out and Danielle’s body shook, her eyes never opening as her body rolled over in response. The blonde slammed the chair down again, this time the flat end splattering her breasts against her chest. The chair slammed down a third time, this a gruesome shot the hammered into her forehead, the top of her face taking the brunt of the impact.
Bree repositioned the chair in her hands, and this time the metal legs slammed down into the brunette’s tits, each legs painfully mashing one of Danielle’s breasts. The chair flew down yet again, Bree showing no signs of remorse, or slowing down, as the metal foot crushed the brunette’s nose painfully flat. Another shot crushed her nose, and the brunette’s nose began leaking blood, her body convulsing as she lay unaware. Bree stumbled forward, the blonde’s legs almost giving out as she walked back over to Dorothy, chair in hand and ready to dish out more abuse. The metal chair flew down, a pang echoed out and the fans were stunned as the blonde hammered the brunette’s head. Again and again, Bree swung the chair like a woman possessed mashing Dorothy’s head side to side, the brunette groaning with each shot, yet her body barely stirred.
Bree stumbled back, her leg gave out and the near naked blonde dropped the chair to the ground and shook her head. Her tits were burning, her face blazing with pain, and she staggered back up to her feet. Bree tripped forward and walked through the pain towards Kristy, where again her leg almost gave out listening to the now booing crowd. The wounded blonde paid the crowd no attention, her eyes glazed over as she reached out and helped Kristy to her feet. Kristy looked no better than Bree and it took her a few seconds to get up on her feet, her hands not even knowing what part of her aching body to hold. Slowly the blondes made their way up the ramp heading towards the dressing room, knowing full well their war with the brunettes was far from over. That was only the third of ten of Bree’s scheduled matches…I couldn’t even begin to imagine what was next up for Bree!
