The hype surrounding the match had reached ludicrous proportions. Scalpers were getting in the several thousand dollar range for nosebleed seats. Rarely is there such an epic match that truly promises to live up to the hype.
Charlize Theron had been considered an elite competitor inside the ring since her career started. The tall South African blonde had spent the majority of the past decade dominating opponents in the squared circle and had developed a reputation as one of the toughest women to ever enter Hollywood. She has an Oscar and holds several impressive opening box office records, but all those accolades couldn’t protect her from the one inescapable foe; age.
At 37 Charlize is considered on the downward swing of her career. Despite a dedicated training regimen that keeps her in peak physical condition, Charlize is no longer listed as an elite young actress. Hollywood has become infatuated with another tough young blonde, Jennifer Lawrence.
At 22, Lawrence has been turning heads by starring in thoughtful indies as well as major franchise blockbusters. Her in-ring work has drawn comparisons to Charlize, something that did not escape Theron. In Jennifer’s last match, she faced Kristen Stewart, an unlikely disciple of Theron. Despite months of training, Kristen was brutalized and destroyed in a matter of minutes. Many in the industry saw this as a coming out party for Lawrence.
Charlize took this personally, and demanded the match. Jennifer, seeing an opportunity to fully establish herself, gladly accepted. Many were surprised that Lawrence was willing to step into the ring with the more experienced Theron, but Jen had little concern. “I’m in the best shape of my life. Preparing for the next Hunger Games and X-Men movies means I meet with trainers every single day. Plus, I have fifteen years on her. If I was facing 25 year old Charlize, I’d be scared. But this is old Charlize. I can beat old Charlize.”
Theron’s reaction to the comments was very much in line with the stance she always has. “I welcome the challenge. And besides, I want to be the first one to teach that girl what can happen in that ring when things go bad. I’m not going to beat her…I’m going to break her.”
The day had finally come for the two women to square off. The arena, packed to the rafters, was buzzing with energy. Both women entered the building brimming with confidence; neither woman even considering the chance that she might lose.
Jennifer Lawrence was introduced first. She strode down to the ring with a look of determination in her red two piece. Jen’s nerves weren’t going to get the best of her, as she truly believed she had what it took to beat Charlize. Jennifer spent hours studying the woman’s matches, and unlike Jen’s other opponents, Charlize has both the power game and the sexual assault game. Jennifer has never had to face someone who fights that dirty, but she’s developed what she thinks is a solid defense should she find herself in those situations.
Charlize came out next, walking down the aisle as if she had done it a million times before. In a way, she had. Charlize was wearing here trademark white bra and thong, gladly letting the fans drink in all 5 feet an 10 inches of her body. She has never been afraid of showing off her body, and in a match where she’s positioned as the over-the-hill fighter, Charlize wanted to make sure all eyes were on her.
Jennifer’s eyes were fixed on her opponent. Charlize is a very formidable looking woman, and even though Jen is only giving up one inch, she’s amazed at how much taller Theron seems to stand. Charlize stepped between the ropes, eyeing her opponent like a hungry predator eyes dinner.
“So we meet at last,” Charlize purrs. “I have waited a very long time to get my hands on you.”
“I look forward to retiring you, bitch,” Jen responded, unwilling to give an inch.
The ref signaled for the bell as the two women circled one another. Jennifer, ever the student of the technical game, lurched forward, hoping to snag Charlize’s leg. Theron, having the move well scouted, moved away. “Silly girl, if you think this is going to be a wrestling match, you are in for a rude awakening.” Lawrence tried again, and again Charlize dodged.
“Did you come here to fight or dance?” Jennifer asked.
“I came here to end your sorry little career,” Charlize replied with a smile. Enraged, Jen charged her full speed. Charlize stepped aside, extending her foot outward and tripping the younger blonde. Jen went flying forward, hitting the mat with an unceremonious thud. “Might want to practice that walking technique, pro.”
Embarrassed, Jen immediately sprung to her feet. She signaled for Charlize to come to her. “Let’s see if you’re as strong as they say,” Jen challenged. Charlize obliged as she stepped forward. The two women locked up for the first time, much to the delight of the crowd. Both ladies jockeyed for position, their arms tangled up as each tried to push the other backwards. After what seemed like an eternity but was only a matter of moments, they broke the tie-up.
“Guess you are as strong as you are butchy,” Charlize said in a quasi-compliment. The two women locked up again, and again, neither woman gave an inch. Charlize, sensing that Jennifer was more powerful than she had anticipated, needed an immediate change of strategy. With their arms locked up, Theron moved her head forward, locking lips with Jen.
The surprise kiss startled Jennifer, who broke the tie up immediately. “Resorting to tricks already?” Lawrence said as she wiped her lips. “You’re pathetic.”
“What’s pathetic is how wet you probably got from one little peck. I know what it takes to beat girls like you. In a few minutes you’ll be begging the ref to stop this match.” Jen charged forward again, but this time, rather than sideswipe her, Charlize decided to meet her head on. The two women collided in the middle of the ring, each one grabbing at hair and limbs. They tumbled to the mat, rolling around as each held hair with one hand and delivered punches with the other. Jennifer got the most shots in, hurting Charlize with some blows to the ribs. Finally, Theron released her hair lock and rolled away to lick her wounds.
“Can’t take a couple of weak punches, old lady?” Jen asked with a smirk.
The crouching Charlize, for the first time all match, let her emotions get the best of her as she leaped forward. The stunned Lawrence was tackled and taken down to the mat as Theron buried her shoulder into the younger girl’s stomach. Charlize climbed to her feet and began stomping down on Jennifer, driving her boots into the prone girl.
Charlize hoisted Jennifer up by her hair. She quickly scooped up Lawrence and slammed the younger girl to the mat. This was Theron’s first opportunity to demonstrate that she has the power to take Jen off her feet.
Jen was lying on the mat, staring up at the ceiling. She wasn’t used to being slammed into the mat and the pain her back was anything but pleasant. Before she could regain her focus, she was again hauled off the canvas by her hair. Charlize whipped her into the ropes. As Lawrence bounced off of them she was greeted with an elbow to the jaw. This again sent Jennifer crashing into the mat. She was nearly knocked loopy by the blow.
Theron started to feel everything click. She looked down at the far away look in Jennifer’s eyes and knew she had the girl where she wanted her. Charlize dropped to the mat and snaked her legs around Jen’s waist, synching in a crushing scissor hold. Jen immediately felt Charlize constrict around her, making it immediately harder to breathe. Lawrence reached down, trying to pull Charlize’s thighs apart.
“How does that feel?” Charlize asked as she reached forward to pat Jen on the head. Lawrence snarled, not willing to let Theron hear her shriek. “Aw, are you a little sensitive about me touching you? Then maybe you should tap out before things become a little too…adult.” Charlize again reached forward, this time gently grazing Jennifer’s left breast.
Jennifer immediately shot up as soon as she felt Theron brush across her chest. She began violently twisting back and forth, hoping to break free. She was not going to let Charlize gain the psychological edge by resorting to underhanded tactics. Jennifer again tried to pry Charlize’s legs open and free herself from the scissor hold.
“Aw, you don’t wanna let me have any fun?” Charlize taunted. “You shouldn’t fight it,” Charlize continued as she again tightened her grip, “because when I’m done with you, you’ll be all mine.” Charlize again reached forward, this time latching on to Jennifer’s left tit. “I’m going to rip your clothes off of your body and make you my little slut.” Theron pulled down Jen’s top, exposing her pert breasts for the crowd to see. It was the first time Jennifer was ever stripped in a match, and it sent her off.
Lawrence swung wildly, smashing into any part of Charlize she could connect with. Theron wasn’t expecting this onslaught, surprised that Jennifer still had so much power despite the scissor. Charlize elected to let the scissor hold go rather than take the shots. She smiled a little as she was impressed with Jen’s toughness. This girl may actually prove to be a challenge yet.
Jennifer rolled to her feet and pulled up her top. She wasn’t about to let people gawk at her, let alone because of something Charlize did. Lawrence charged Theron and this time connected with a vicious spear, burying her shoulder into Charlize’s midsection. This sudden burst of energy stunned Theron, who dropped to the mat clutching her stomach. “Maybe if you spent more time trying to beat me and less time trying to embarrass me you could win.”
Charlize coughed as the wind that was knocked out of her reentered her lungs. She then found herself being hauled up by her hair as Jen took control of the match. Lawrence delivered a boot to Charlize’s stomach, doubling her over. Then, grabbing the bent Theron, Jennifer fired off a quick DDT. The blonde’s head bounced off the canvas, dazing her. Jennifer, ever the traditionalist, hooked Theron’s leg for the rarely seen pinfall. The ref counted 1…2…but Charlize got her shoulder off the mat.
Undaunted, the younger warrior wrapped her arms around Charlize’s head, applying a textbook sleeper hold. Theron was now gasping for air as she felt the potentially debilitating hold slowly lull her to sleep. Jennifer made sure to lock the hold on in the middle of the ring, ensuring that Charlize would have no chance to make it to the ropes. Theron refused to panic as she realized there was no way she was going to pry Jen’s arms away from her skull. Ever the resourceful veteran, Charlize reached behind her, securing a grip on Jennifer’s briefs. Then, with all the strength she could muster, Charlize pulled the waistband upward, delivering a vicious wedgie.
Jen was jolted as the lycra material of her bottoms quickly soared up her ass, delivering an increasingly painful jolt. She redoubled her sleeper, rocking Charlize’s head back and forth. Theron felt the hold’s effects, but she was unwilling to let go of her wedgie. Charlize continued to pull, effectively creating a sawing motion with the fabric. Jennifer felt the intrusive red briefs begin to invade her crotch, a pain that even she couldn’t ignore. As soon as Charlize tugged for a third time, she felt Jen slightly buckle from the pain. Theron then released her grip and used what strength she had left to pop her head free from Jennifer’s grip.
Both women were again at a stalemate. Charlize, feeling the relief from being out of the sleeper, rubbed her aching neck. Jennifer, meanwhile, was left with the uncomfortable task of liberating her privates from her panties. “You’re nothing but dirty tricks, aren’t you? I was expecting a real fight.”
“You knew the score when you entered this ring. Just because you’re scared of what I’m going to do to you doesn’t mean you can act above this. I can’t wait to break you.”
“Then bring it, bitch.” Charlize and Jennifer again tied up in the center of the ring, both women jockeying for position. Jennifer backed Charlize into the corner, again overpowering her foe. The ref looked for a clean break, but Jen had other intentions. She delivered a raised knee to Charlize’s stomach. Pleased, she followed it up with two more shots. Jennifer then whipped Theron across the ring into the other corner. The young blonde followed, and as Charlize smashed into the turnbuckle, she was greeted with a clothesline.
The double impact of the ringpost and the clothesline stunned Charlize, who collapsed into the corner. Jennifer climbed to the second turnbuckle and delivered punches to a prone Charlize. Theron had blow after blow reigned down on her, but she didn’t bother to put her hands up. Jen didn’t think much of it as she continued to punch away at the South African beauty’s forehead.
Charlize, ever the veteran, had a plan. She was willing to take the superficial abuse if it meant delivering the killer blow. As Jen fired away with punches, Charlize struck by reaching her arms up and hooking her hands under Lawrence’s arms. Before Jen realized it, she was hoisted in midair and set up for Charlize’s patented powerbomb. Theron demonstrated her power as she walked from the corner holding Jennifer up, dangling her in midair. Lawrence’s arms flailed wildly as the reality set in that she was in trouble. Then, as Charlize had done to countless other opponents, she powerbombed Lawrence into the mat.
The impact was sudden and devastating. Jennifer was sprawled out on the mat, lying perfectly still. Charlize, dazed from the blows to the head, immediately perked up when she saw the plight of her opponent. Theron slithered over to Jennifer, securing a grapevine pin. Charlize locked her ankles with Jennifer’s, spreading the young girl’s thighs apart. She secured Jennifer’s wrists with her hands and pressed the full weight of her body onto her foe. The ref started to count, but Charlize shot him a dirty look. “Don’t you dare think about counting a pinfall,” she said before turning her face to the dozing Lawrence. “She needs to learn her lesson.”
Charlize slowly began to press her crotch against Jennifer’s, enjoying the rush of her panties rubbing against her opponent’s. She leaned forward and began kissing Jen’s neck, hoping the soothing sensation would wake her in spite of the bump she just took. Sure enough, Lawrence slowly began to stir.
The groggy blonde began to get her wits about her as the clouds in her mind started to part. She suddenly realized a great weight on her and her eyes fluttered open to see the South African’s face mere inches from hers. “Whu…” was all that spilled out of her mouth before Charlize sealed it with a kiss.
“I beat you, sweetheart. And now I’m going to get my…” Charlize paused as she roughly thrust her crotch against Jen, “…reward.” Lawrence immediately began to struggle, but her movements were in vein. “You’re not going anywhere, little girl. I’m going to show you what happens when you step in the ring with a real live grownup.”
Jennifer began to panic. She couldn’t move her arms as they were pinned down, and her legs were tangled up in her opponent’s gams. She was completely at Charlize’s mercy, about to suffer humiliation for the first time in her career.
“I will make you a deal,” Charlize began as she kissed Jen’s shoulder. “You submit right now,” she continued as her kisses headed north towards Jen’s neck, “and I will go easy on you. You don’t and I will make you wish you never set foot in this ring.” Theron moved her kisses to Jennifer’s neck, enjoying the feeling of the young woman tensing up in fear. “The choice is yours,” she concluded as she kissed Jennifer’s chin.
The young woman looked Charlize in the eyes, her terrified expression causing Theron to grow increasingly more excited. “I…I…” Jen didn’t know what to do, and again her words were cut off by Charlize’s lips. Theron pressed down hard with her kiss, forcing a seal to form. Jen tilted her head slightly, causing their mouths to fall out of alignment. Lawrence took the opening and bit down on Charlize’s bottom lip, stunning the blonde. Theron involuntarily spasmed her leg, which let Jennifer’s leg break free. Lawrence then quickly rolled, freeing herself from the pin.
Charlize held her mouth in frustration as she realized she might have blown her chance at winning. Jennifer climbed to her feet, feeling the effects of the powerbomb for the first time. No woman had successfully taken a powerbomb from Charlize and won, but Jennifer was determined. Unfortunately, when she was vertical, the blood rushed to her head and the room began to spin. She stumbled backwards, leaning against the ropes. The fans were fully behind her, hoping to see Lawrence rise up and beat her opponent. Jen tried to shake the cobwebs free, but the blow she took to the head was substantial.
Theron began stalking her prey. She knew the pretty young blonde was in trouble and that she would not let the victory slip through her fingers. Charlize grabbed Jen by the arm and flung her across the ring. Lawrence bounced off the ropes and ran headfirst into a boot to the jaw. “Enough fucking around,” Charlize said. “It’s time for me to have my fun.” Theron yanked Jen to her feet by the hair. Lawrence was still reeling and she realized that she was in serious trouble unless she did something drastic.
“Time to powerbomb you and put you to bed for good,” Charlize declared. Jennifer, through the mist, raised her leg and delivered a low blow between Charlize’s legs. The low blow dropped the vet to her knees as she clutched her womanhood. Jen then fired off a kick to Theron’s head, sending her to the mat. Jennifer Lawrence, for the first time in her young career, was forced to resort to an underhanded tactic. It didn’t matter to her as long as it meant that she would get the much coveted victory.
“Guess you won’t be grinding up on me anytime soon,” Jen taunted. She wrapped her legs around the dazed Theron and snaked an arm under Charlize’s chin, applying a tremendous bodyscissor. The move made perfect sense for Jennifer, who, with her equilibrium off, needed to stay on the mat as much as possible.
Charlize was now again in a vulnerable position. Jen had her breathing restricted and she again found herself in a position where she might be forced to submit. Theron stretched her arms forward, hoping to grab onto the elusive bottom rope. Jen, seeing Charlize reaching for freedom, smiled. She knew she had the vet in trouble and that she might score what some would consider an upset victory.
“You’re not going anywhere,” Jennifer hissed. In her mind, she was already celebrating the victory. Charlize was trapped and at her mercy. To add insult to injury, Jennifer used her free hand to deliver some blows to Charlize’s stomach. Then, a devilish thought crossed her mind. “You seemed so intent on humiliating me,” Jennifer pondered, “so why shouldn’t I return the favor?” Lawrence reached forward and latched onto Charlize’s bra, cupping the blonde’s breast. “I’m going to let you pass out and then strip your loser ass naked. Wasn’t that what you were planning to do to me?” Jennifer tugged at Charlize’s top until her breasts spilled out. Then, the in-control girl cruelly began to tug on Theron’s left nipple, pinching and stretching the sensitive area.
Charlize let out a cry as her chest was being tortured. She was trapped and topless and needed a way out. Theron tried to reach for Jennifer’s panties again, but couldn’t get any kind of grasp on them. She was fading quickly. It was then that a strategy formed in her mind.
Jennifer, for the first time in a match, was in the role as the sexually dominant competitor. Her victories in the past have almost always come from her power advantage, so this was the first time she was able to torture her opponent using unconventional methods…the same methods she abhorred until today. Lawrence enjoyed the feeling of Charlize’s breast in her hand, loving the fact that this vulnerable and private area was hers to torture freely. She suddenly felt a rush between her legs. It was the twinge all the greats felt, the sexual rush of dominating your opponent. To Jennifer, this symbolized the fact that she had arrived on the main stage.
Theron’s body suddenly went slack. Jennifer felt Charlize’s struggles cease and her weight bare down on Jen. “I did it,” Lawrence thought, “I choked her out. I won.” Jennifer released the hold and rolled Charlize’s dozing body off of her. “I won,” she said again as a smile crossed her face. She climbed to her feet and raised her arms in the air. The crowd erupted in cheers as the young Lawrence allowed herself the chance to bask in the moment.
She looked over at Charlize and decided it was time to assert her dominance. First, she ripped off what remained of Charlize’s white top. Jen posed with it before flinging the bra into the crowd. She then bent down and grabbed Charlize’s panties. As soon as she started to slide them off, Theron’s eyes flung open. “I’m a better actress than you give me credit for,” she said with a smile before throwing a punch between Jennifer’s eyes.
The blow staggered Lawrence, who went cascading backwards. Charlize sprung to her feet, showing little effect from her “nap”. She spun Jen around and delivered another punch to the face. Lawrence held her jaw in pain, leaving herself vulnerable for a boot to the midsection. Once Charlize had Jennifer bent over, the rest was academic. Theron jammed Jennifer’s head between her legs, trapping the young girl between her tightening thighs. She held her hands up playfully to the crowd, pantomiming as if to ask what she should do next.
Theron undid the clasp on Jennifer’s top, a feeling that terrified the trapped girl. “Oh shit,” she thought, unable to free herself from the neck scissor. Charlize pulled the top upward, allowing Jennifer’s breasts again to be exposed. Theron reached under the trapped girl to give her tits a good squeeze, playfully jiggling them. Lawrence stomped her feet in protest, but there was little she could do from her half-bent position. Charlize then grabbed Lawrence’s red briefs. “Please stop!” Jennifer yelled. Charlize ignored her pleas and gave the panties a hard upward tug, again wedging the material between Jennifer’s taut, tan ass.
The dominant Theron gave a hard, audible slap to Jennifer’s backside with her right hand as her left hand continued to maintain the wedgie. She then used the panties as a leash, swaying Jennifer’s ass from side to side. The young actress was being soundly humiliated in front of the rabid audience. “She gave a good try. Right, folks?” Charlize asked. “She really tried. Too bad it isn’t going to end well for our pretty little heroine.” Charlize slid her hands down Jennifer’s back, ending at her now mostly exposed ass. Theron then took her right hand and let it trace a path forward until she found her fingers resting on Jennifer’s pussy. Lawrence began frantically trying to free herself, but it was no use. Charlize pressed down on her panty-covered crotch, gently rubbing the increasingly wet snatch. “Oh this is going to be fun to play with,” she cooed. Lawrence hated that her body was reacting to the probe. Charlize then slipped a finger under the soaked red cloth, letting her finger gently rub Jennifer’s lips.
Then, in a sudden and intense change of pace, Charlize withdrew her hands and wrapped her arms around Jennifer’s waists. Lawrence, who was half lulled by the gentle fingerplay, suddenly realized her fate. Charlize hoisted her up in the air, Jen’s top fluttering to the ground. Theron paraded the topless girl around the ring before delivering a second powerbomb. Charlize got all of it, and there was no doubt that Jennifer was out like a light.
Theron stood triumphantly next to Jennifer’s body, fully confident that the battle was over. Jen pushed her further than she thought, and whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had gained some respect for her young opponent. Jennifer would someday be a force, but on this day Charlize was the better woman.
Theron considered leaving Jennifer alone, but her evil intentions outweighed her good ones. Charlize reached down and peeled off Jennifer’s red panties, leaving her freshly shaven young pussy exposed to the crowd. The audience snapped picture after picture of the nubile young woman’s naked body, something that would horrify Jen if she were awake.
“I told you this would end poorly for you,” Charlize taunted. She then straddled Lawrence’s body, pinning her shoulders down with her knees. Theron smacked Lawrence hard in the face, hoping to wake her up quicker and less gently than before. “Time to face the inevitable,” she said.
Lawrence again awoke from her painful slumber. Unlike the first powerbomb, this one left her completely disoriented. Even if she wanted to, Jen didn’t have the energy to fight back. She realized her body was pinned down and instead of staring at Charlize’s face, she was looking right at Theron’s panties. Her worst fear was staring her in the face. Unlike the frilly girly-girls she despised, Jen prided herself or warrior-like competition. If she was going to lose, she wanted to lose via knockout. Let someone best her in a physical competition. She never envisioned being defeated, but she were to ever lose, she figured it would be with honor, and not smothered under someone’s crotch. That was for the prissy girls who catfight on beds. That was for the teen starlets who needed T&A to sell records and movies. That wasn’t for her.
“Time for you to see what happens when you lose to a real woman,” Charlize said. Jennifer tried to protest but her words were cut off by Theron’s looming pussy. Charlize slid forward and pressed her crotch against Jennifer’s nose and mouth, forming a seal. Theron then discreetly pulled her panties to the side, allowing her naked, wet pussy to come into direct contact with Jennifer’s beautiful waiting visage. The pink, slick snatch mashed against Lawrence’s lips, forcing Jennifer to taste Charlize’s juices. The smell of sex clogged Jen’s nose. This was the ultimate indignity, and a moment she would never be able to erase.
“I hope you’re enjoying getting acquainted, because the fun part is about to begin.” Charlize cupped the back of Jennifer’s head, forcing her nose deep into her waiting pussy. Theron then began to rock back and forth, deliberately and intently humping herself against Jennifer. Lawrence could do nothing but lay there and take it, feeling every pump and thrust smack against her face. All the training, all the practice, all the scouting and this is where it got her. The deflated girl started to sob, partly from exhaustion, partly from humiliation. She had been stripped nude, robbed of her dignity and now existing only so that Charlize Theron could use her face to orgasm on.
“Mmm…you’re a good wrestler but an even better lay,” Charlize teased as she increased her motions. Theron leaned back, latching on to Jennifer’s tits for support. The combination of the feeling of Jen’s ripe breasts and the slick friction building up on the girl’s face pushed Charlize closer and closer to the brink. Theron abandoned her nipple play and forcefully jammed Jennifer’s face into her crotch with both hands, grunting and moaning in ecstasy as she was about to explode. Then, as if coming from her core and spreading through her entire body, Charlize let out a wail as she came. Theron’s orgasm was well-earned, and her joy was unmistakable.
Jennifer finally succumbed to the limited oxygen and she passed out, finally ending her seemingly interminable humiliation. Charlize slowly climbed off her foe, readjusting her panties in a move of false modesty. She then nodded to the ref, who sprinted over and raised her hand in a well-earned and well-deserved victory. This wouldn’t be the end of Charlize’s career despite what pundits predicted, but would it be the end of Jennifer’s?
