Found this on my HD an think i will share with you
SMOKING LEATHER BABES DESTROYED!
Not my work but I didn’t know the author.
Very good story about to hot babes wich make her first nad last wrestling expirence
(If you will only read the fight scrool down to post 2)
Shawna and Candi were drowning their sorrows together at "The SilverSlipper." They were each strippers at the club, and had been friends for a year. Candi Vincent was 20 years old, and worked at an auto parts store three days a week while stripping three nights a week. She had a beautiful face, with long, straight blonde hair, and lucious lips. She always wore heavy makeup, especially around her eyes, and kept plenty of lipstick on those lips. She was very skinny, weighing just 108 pounds on her 5'4" frame. Her arms and legs were very thin, her rear end looked perfect in her skin tight jeans, and her chest was magnificent. She had gotten breast implants when she was 18, and now was a perfect 32D. Shawna Roberts was a 31 year old two time divorcee. She was 5'8" but only 122 lbs. She too had implants, and sported a 34D chest. Her ass was great, and her legs and arms were at least as skinny as Candi's. Shawna's hair was long, black and curly, and her face was not as flat out gorgeous as Candi's, but she was very pretty and also applied her makeup liberally, and kept her fake nails perfectly painted. Shawna was a full time stripper and escort, and had been doing it for 12 years.
Both Candi and Shawna had always been bad girls, and that's what brought them together. Each was a product of a broken home, and they were such heavy cigarette smokers that the other strippers called them the "Chimneys."
Candi started smoking when she was 12. Her mother, a smoker as well, never protested and let Candi smoke in the house. Candi now smoked about 2 packs of Salem 100s per day. She had never played any sports, but had held after school jobs all through high school. Shawna had been smoking for twenty years, and consumed 2 to 3 packs of Marlboro 100s per day. Like Candi, she had never been involved in athletics. Both girls were blessed with bodies that stayed thin despite the abuse of drinking, smoking, poor eating, and the frequent use of marijuana. Shawna had battled a cocaine habit which broke up her two marriages, but had been clean from coke for two years now.
Candi and Shawna also shared a love for leather clothing, and went shopping together frequently. On this Monday night in January, an hour before they were scheduled to dance, Shawna wore her skin tight black leather pants stucked into her high heel ankle boots, a silver belt, and her black leather crop top biker jacket. Candi wore her painted on red leather mini-skirt, red leather knee high boots, and a smooth white leather jacket. They were drinking and smoking up a storm, complaining about struggling finances, when they were approached by a customer named Mike Shine. Mike had been sitting next to them for a couple of minutes when he leaned in.
"Girls, I'm sorry to have been eavesdropping, but I thought I might be able to help with the money issue. And don't worry, I'm not a creep who's going to ask you to sleep with me."
Shawna, smoke pouring out of her mouth, joked, "Do you mean you're not going to ask for sex, or you're not a creep?"
Mike laughed and said, "Neither. I'm a video producer. I run a small women's wrestling company, and we make videos. We're always on the hunt for new talent, and I thought that you two would look great in the ring as a tag team. Ever wrestled before?"
Both girls shook their heads from side to side and Candi asked, "What kind of wrestling? Oil or mud or something?"
Mike responded, "No, no. This is more professional style, dry, in a ring. I don't want to scare you off though. Some of our girls have some professional training, but most do not. Most just learn on the job."
Shawna asked, "Well how much do you pay?"
"I want to film on Thursday night, and need a tag team to go against our champions. I'd be willing to pay you $2,000 each, but if you won, we'd bump that up to $5,000."
Both girls' eyes bulged with excitement. Shawna blurted out, "Where do we sign?" Candi was giggling, smoke streaming out of her nostrils: "We'll kick their asses for $5,000!"
Mike said, "I hope you're serious. If you are, I want to give you protection with a contract. I'm a man of my word, but I want you to know that you'll really be paid. I keep one with me because I never know when I'll run into a future champion wrestler." Mike produced a one page document. Shawna lit another Marlboro and read it over. Indeed, it provided for payment as Mike had said. It also contained a broad release, exonerating Mike and his production company if the girls were to get hurt.
Shawna assumed that was standard. She handed the document over to Candi, took a deep drag, and said, "Looks like a pretty good deal. One night's work, two grand, maybe five."
Candi viewed Shawna as an older sister, and went along with her judgment.
"I'm game if you are." Shawna looked at Mike and said, "You've got a deal."
The girls took pens from the bar and signed. Candi asked, "What do we wear and where to we go?"
Mike said, "On Thursday night, at about 7:00, come down to 1032 East Main Street. It's the warehouse on the corner of Pine. I'll provide you with wrestling boots. What kind of swimsuits or teddies do you have?" The girls thought for a minute, and then said, "We just bought these leather teddies, with choker collars, that are pretty hot."
Mike said, "That'd be great. We'll play up the ‘biker chick' angle. You'll be the tough girls. Make sure you wear your leather jackets too. I think you two are going to be great." He stuck out his hand to shake and added, "Here's my card if you have any questions. Call me any time."
Candi thought to ask, "Who will we be wrestling?" Mike replied, "Jean and Debbie, ‘The Smash Sisters.' They're great girls, and I think you'll like them. They'll teach you a lot and make it a great match. In fact, why don't you show up at 6:00, and we'll go over a few things and shoot an interview. Oh, what size shoe do you two wear."
Shawna said, "We're each a 6. Can we bring anybody?" Mike said, "Normally we don't allow spectators, but if you want to bring a special friend, that'd be okay."
Mike walked out, contract in hand. Candi and Shawna were excited, lit up new cigarettes, and ordered more drinks. Candi said, "What if we get hurt?"
Shawna took a deep drag and replied, "Come on. You've seen that stuff on TV. It's all fake. We won't get hurt. Besides, I'm not too bad a fighter myself. If things get rough, we'll be okay. You know when my ex's girlfriend attacked me, if I'd have seen her coming, I would have kicked her ass." Candi said, "Yeah, but you didn't, and she hurt you pretty bad. Anyway, I can take a little pain for two grand."
Candi and Shawna arranged to have Thursday night off from the club. Candi drove her Camaro over to Shawna's apartment at about 5:00. She was dressed to the nines, in her skin tight white leather pants, white leather knee high boots, and white leather jacket. Her blonde hair was teased up high, and her makeup was painted on. She was a vision in white, including her pale skin and her ever present all white cigarette. Only the blue eyeshadow and thick red lipstick altered the image.
She knocked on Shawna's door and entered, finding it open. Shawna was coming out of the bedroom, wearing only a robe, with a freshly lit Marlboro between her fingers. Her black hair was tousled, and Candi said, "Look who's getting busy!" Shawna giggled and replied, "I don't know about you, but I've been pretty nervous and needed to blow off some steam." Behind Shawna came a guy dressed only in boxer shorts who wrapped his arms around Shawna's chest and pulled her face around to kiss her deeply. He unlocked his lips, looked at Candi, and said, "Hey girl, you ready for your fight?"
This was Rob, Shawna's 26 year old boyfriend of the moment. Candi joked, "I thought I was, but now my partner won't have any energy.
God, I've been nervous too." Shawna suggested, "Why don't you grab a beer and smoke a bowl while I get ready." While Shawna retired to the bedroom with Rob, Candi helped herself to a beer in the refrigerator, grabbed Shawna's pot smoking bowl, and sat down on the couch. She rested her cigarette on one of the nearly full ashtrays, took some weed from her purse and commenced getting high, alternating deep drags between her cigarette and the marijuana.
Shawna eventually emerged from the bedroom, with her hair done, makeup applied, and yet another burning cigarette. She had put on her teddy, which was black leather all around, chains across her chest spanning her cleavage, and leather straps which led up to a leather choker collar around her throat. She then had slipped into her painted on black pants, and tucked them into her ankle boots. She smiled at Candi and said, "Share the wealth." Shawna sat down and took her turn at getting high, filling her body with smoke from both her cigarettes and the marijuana.
At ten minutes to six, with their heads swimming sufficiently, the girls were ready to go. Shawna slipped on her black leather biker jacket, put a fresh pack of Marlboros in her pocketbook to go with her half full one, and she and Candi and Rob headed out. Rob drove the girls in his pickup truck.
At the warehouse and interview before the fight
The two Chimneys quickly filled the crowded cab with smoke. The drive to the warehouse was short one, and after parking, they found the door unlocked. They entered into a fairly well-lit area, dominated by a professional style wrestling ring raised a couple of feet off the floor. Mike Shine left the group he was talking to and greeted them warmly. "All right! There are the‘Leather Babes'!" He extended his hand to Rob and the guys greeted each other. "Come on over here, I'll introduce you around." Candi looked at the growing ash on her cigarette and asked Mike, "Is it okay for us to smoke in here?" Mike said, "Sure, just put out your butts on the concrete floor. We don't have many other smokers, but one of the cameramen smokes, and that's what he does." Candi said, "Thank god we can smoke. It's getting cold outside."
The crowd by the ring included the three cameramen, Nick the referee, and eight other female wrestlers. The six singles wrestlers greeted the new girls warmly. Jean and Debbie, ‘The Smash Sisters,' were cordial, but more standoffish. They were also large. Jean, 25 years old, was 5'7", but weighed 155 lbs., with very thick arms and legs. Debbie, 24, was a full six feet, and weighed 170 lbs. They were each dressed in spandex body suits with wrestling boots, and had obviously spent some time in gyms and at tanning beds. Debbie said, "So you two have never wrestled before, huh?"
Candi and Shawna nodded their heads from side to side. Jean asked, "Think you're up to it?" Shawna was feeling nervous, with huge butterflies in her stomach, but didn't like Jean's tone, and tried to show no fear. She took a deep drag from her cigarette and replied, "We can take care of ourselves.
Don't worry about us." Debbie looked at her opponents and said, "We'll see. Be careful."
Mike interrupted the exchange and said, "Come on back here with me." He led Candi, Shawna, and Rob back to one of two mock dressing rooms, which was nothing more than a room with a table and four chairs. On the table were two pairs of leather wrestling boots. Mike said, "You two get ready, then we'll film an interview, and then Nick will show you a few things and answer any questions you have." As Mike left, Shawna placed her burning cigarette butt between her lips, fished in her pocketbook for a fresh Marlboro, and lit it with the burning butt. Candi took a monster drag, dropped her Salem to the ground, crushed it with her boot, and lit a new one. Candi was the first to mention their opponents. "Fuck, those two bitches are big!" Shawna said, "Bitches is right! What an attitude. But you're right, they're built like guys." Candi and Shawna were each struggling to escape their painted on leather pants. Rob added, unhelpfully, "Oh, you two will be fine. Just go low, go for the legs." Candi asked rhetorically,"And then what do we do?" Rob laughed, "Pray and run." Shawna sneered, "Thanks a lot. You're real supportive." With Rob's help the girls laced up their wrestling boots. Candi's teddy was the exact same design as Shawna's, but in white leather. She, of course, took the white boots. Rob marvelled at how great the two girls looked. Shawna with her black curly hair, heavy makeup, pale skin, black leather teddy and black boots; Candi with her straight blonde hair, heavy makeup, pale skin, white leather teddy and white boots. Each was very skinny, which made their bodacious chests stand out even more prominently under the leather and chains. They were shivering in the cold warehouse and slipped on their leather jackets, visions of smoke and leather in black and white.
Mike poked his head in and asked if the girls were ready. A cameraman followed him in. "We're now going to do a locker room interview. You two are the ‘Leather Babes' and you're the challengers for the tag team title. I want you to be very confident, very aggressive, and tell us what you're going to do to the champs. Brag about how tough you are and how you're going to kick their asses. Be sensual too, it's going to be guys who buy this tape. Anything we don't like we can edit out later, so just go with it. Keep on smoking, that's part of your gig. In fact, here's an idea, at the end of the interview, each of you blow smoke right at the camera. Okay? You ready?" The girls nodded and the camera light came on. Mike started, "I'm Mike Shine, here in the locker room with Shawna and Candi, the Leather Babes, who will be challenging the Smash Sisters for the tag team title tonight. Shawna, this is your first match. Are you nervous?"
"No way Mike. We're going to kick some ass!"
"Candi, the Smash Sisters outweigh the two of you by a considerable margin. Does that worry you?"
"Mike, those two cows had better be worried about us. They're not going to know what hit them."
"You two are the Leather Babes, and you sure look good in that leather. How did you come up with that look?"
Shawna replied, "We always wear leather, Mike. It's tough but sexy. It shows that we're going to kick some ass, and then have some fun afterward."
Shawna did a sexy dance, with her hands moving down her thin, soft body. Candi caught on and followed suit.
Mike: "I notice you're smoking cigarettes. Won't that impair your endurance in the ring?"
Candi chimed in, "We won't need any endurance, because we're going to beat those cows in no time flat!" She and Shawna took drags from their cigarettes and exhaled lungfulls of smoke at the camera lens. "There you have it fans, the Leather Babes are here to challenge for the belts and they are talking tough!"
The camera light went off and Mike congratulated the girls on cutting a great interview. He then led them to the ring where Nick greeted them. Nick spent several minutes with them, explaining how to bounce off the ropes and that if they are slammed, they should land as flat as possible to spread the force throughout their bodies. He also explained that it was a no disqualification match, that all moves were legal except biting and eye gouging, and that pins did not count, the loser had to submit. Despite the girls' attempts to hide it, Nick saw the fear creeping over their faces, and assured them. "Don't worry. Jean and Debbie have had several matches, and they're real good. They're not here to hurt you, just to put on a good show. You girls fight back however you can, and it'll be great. Don't forget to tag in and out." Nick showed them their corner, and the rope for one partner to hold until she tagged. Nick finished, then went over to Mike, and whispered to him that Shawna and Candi looked very nervous, and might be having second thoughts. Mike then reminded Nick that this was to be a "squash match," not to stop it too early, and to let the Smash Sisters take control. Shawna and Candi had returned to the locker room for much needed cigarettes. Mike followed them and explained that theirs was the second match, and they could watch the first one and maybe get some pointers. He then showed them two checks made out for $2,000 each, to make sure that their motivation was where it needed to be. "And remember, if you can make the Smash Sisters submit, these checks more than double." The girls' anxiety was now to the point where they could barely do anything but bring their cigarettes to their mouths for deep drags.
They took a couple of seats by the ring with Rob to watch the first match, Zena vs. The Olympian. Shawna and Candi chain smoked while The Olympian clearly outclassed her opponent. The Olympian outweighed Zena by about 30 lbs, and had far better technical skills. After about 15 minutes, Zena submitted to a figure four leg lock. Shawna and Candi gazed nervously as Zena rubbed her injured knee and Nick helped her from the ring. Two other wrestlers helped Zena limp over to a bench where an off duty emergency medical technician attended to her. Just then, Mike approached and told them it was their turn and how they should enter the ring.
Continued in post 2
