# 7 - Svetlana Volkov - Devil May Cry Biker Club Old Lady / Bouncer
vs
#10 - Patricia Wheaton - Florist
There was huge anticipation all around as Patricia Wheaton and Svetlana Volkov were about to squared of ready to begin their fight. This one was promised to be good
for a number of reasons. For one , early betting posts had this fight picked heavily in Svetlana's favor as the gates opened up early in the evening. Another reason was the fact that a web leaked sprung out revolving
Patricia Wheaton's past as a tri-athlete in college who participated in the swim team, gymnastics, and was a sprinter during her years at Wisconsin . However, a dislocated shoulder during a pole vault completion blew out her arm and any chance she had at winning any medals in all sports during her Junior year.
This revelation brought the fight odds right back to even, betters were flabbergasted, for the outcome of this one was going to be big.
The fight got off to a quick start and both ladies wasted no breath and came out of their corners swinging. Patricia was the first to connect , landing a wild punch to the side of Svetlana's head, which made the Russian woman groan and teeter. Svetalana recovered quickly , and then closed trapping her opponent with a standing headlock. The two staggered around for a while while Svetalana tried to bring her foe down and Patricia did her bets to resist. However, with all her might Svetalan was able
to achieve her goal and twisted to her side and at the same twisted to her side by tripping Patricia tossing her over her hip and down to the cave floor. The American landed hard, the impact driving the air out of her lungs. Svetalana who had gone down with her opponent maintained the Headlock and now cranked the pressure up forcing a low moan from the struggling Florida native .
"Pathetic American twit" Svetalana spatted out raising her torso to gain a better leverage on the hold
"Fuck you, you Russian cxnt" Patricia replied, twisting and heaving with all her might
"Ignorant American, I'm going to enjoy watching you bleed" Svetlana growled "You haven't seen nothing yet"
"Eat Shit" Patricia hissed as she squirmed back and forth trying to escape the strong Russian's clutches. She managed to break free of the Headlock and then manged to get on top of Svetlana and pinned her down . The Russian terror rolled out of the way and scrambled up to her feet. Patricia got up as well and the two went at it again as they both took turns swapping punches to each other's faces as they struggled in the center of the cave floor.
Still during all this back and forth exchange Patricia was able to get an edge in this favor. The Russian gal was an inch taller around the same age , a few more pounds heavier, and carried a more stronger strength advantage. Svetalana used her strength to wrestle Patricia down to the ground, Svetlana mounted her and began hitting her a couple of times. Patricia squealed and squirmed with her long legs kicking around as she struggled to dislodge her foe. She then succeeded in getting Svetalana off and she tried to get up but was not allowed to.
Wrapping her arms around her foe, Svetlana pulled Patricia down to the cave floor again and the two began hog wrestling around, rolling over each other, punching and clawing. Hair was torn in seconds as the two fighters attacked each other's tits with purpose and furry. Svetlana's strength got the best of Patricia and was able to get back up on top again straddling her opponent pinning Patricia's arms over her head.
"I guess I have to remind you why I rule" Svetlana panted in Patricia's red face.
"YOU BETTER HOPE I DON'T GET UP cxnt" Patricia yelled, twisting, and kicking underneath of the other woman
Svetlana straightened up and bounced up and down on top of her opponent and driving the air out of the Wisconsin beauty.
"AFTER TODAY THE ONLY THING YOU WILL REMEMBER IS MY FACE" Svetlana shouted still jumping up and down "AND YOU WILL KNOW THIS
WHEN I HAVE YOU A FEW SECONDS FROM THE BRINK OF DEATH"
Patricia then grabbed both of her tits with both hands and began twisting and pulling on them
Svetlana screeched and flinched almost losing her balance. The next moment Patricia heaved upwards and this time Svetlana did keel over allowed her opponent to move freely.
Getting up on her two feet , Patricia pounced on her opponent with a snarl but the crafty fighting veteran twisted her strong body with quick speed and reflexes and lashed out with her right foot slamming it directly on Patricia's chin . Patricia let out a low moan and fell down to the cave floor in a heap, dazed.
Svetlana was upon her in a flash rolling her onto her back and straddling her. Patricia kicked and bucked hard but Svetlana kept her mounted position .
"I'll show you a trick or two" The Russian terror snarled continuing with the barrage of heavy punches with her fists landing on the American gal's face with loud smacks and drawing even louder cries from Patricia.
"You want some ? Huh Bitch? "Svetlana kept asking through her teeth as she kept on punching her opponent with force " You ain't got shit"
Patricia was clearly getting the short end of the stick here. What had started out as an event fight has now escalated into a fight in the Russian's favor. It was all Svetlana's show now as she rides her struggling opponent hard punishing her with hard fists
Still, pinned and suffering, Patricia had no intention of quitting and kept on fighting determined to win. She then reached up with both hands and grabbed a hold of her opponents short hair and yanked to one side and at the same time arched her back sharply.
Caught off guard Svetlana gave a short squeal of surprise and flew off of her sprawling to the cave floor.
"COME HERE" Patricia growled as she began pouncing on her foe
The two naked woman struggled fiercely on the ground, as they writhed, heaved, and pulling hair. They rolled over a number of times snarling and grunting and doing whatever can be done to pin the other down to the floor. After a few moments of intense wrestling, Svetlana managed to get on top of her foe and stay there wrapping her legs around Patricia's to prevent here from finding another way out.
Both women were still holding onto one another's hair as they continued to pull hard as they could with Patricia squirming and bucking underneath her opponent in an attempt to throw her off while Svetlana did her best to keep the American down.
Pretty soon Svetlana figured out, as hard as she tried this one was going to be hard. This fit but slender Midwestern gal was deceptive enough and strong in her efforts to break free. Snarling and screaming she writhed and heaved with all her strength as her glistening body strained to the limit as she kept on tugging on Svetlana's hair with both hands in an attempt to throw the Russian off of her. Svetlana knew she did not have enough weight to keep the American pinned by just being on top of her and now decided she needed to do more damage.
Panting and grunting as she strained against the mighty force of the Russian with which Patricia was pulling her head backwards by the hair . Svetlana was twisting her glistening body from side to side and was successful until she was successful in slithering up to the American's face. In an instant, she let of her rival's hair and began wrapping her arms around Patricia's head squeezing.
With her head caught in a horrible choke hold vice looking up at her glistening tits as her throat was completely cut off. Patricia could not get any air into her lungs and started struggling more frantically than ever in a desperate attempt to escape the Russian's suffocating embrace. Bucking and squirming with her sweaty body twisting and bending back and forth with violent jerks the sexy Midwestern gal spared no effort in her desperate fight to break free , knowing that she had only moments before it was all over. But no matter how much Patricia struggled , Svetlana was still on top breathing heavily and groaning with exertion as she squeezed her arms to keep her opponents head in place.
Around the arena those watching were going nuts. The regular spectators were cheering for both gals and those that laid down bets fuming at the ones they had backed.
In the center of the cafe floor , Patricia already on the verge of unconsciousness punched and punched and clawed at Svetlana's smooth, naked torso without any effect and then in one last ditch effort drove her fingernails
of her right hand into the Russian's face searching for the eyes and finding them. Svetlana screamed and started to writhe furiously. She grabbed Patricia's hair with both hands and began pulling and at the same time jamming her right thumb in the American's left eye and now it was Patricia's turn to scream and twist in agony as she released her hold and began tugging on Svetlana's hold with both hands.
Finally able to draw in a breath and with her throat no longer restrained by her opponent Patricia barred her white even teeth and then plunged her face deep into the Russian woman's luscious sweat covered breasts biting down hard on the left one. Svetlana screeched and writhed furiously. She grabbed Patricia's hair with both hands and began pulling .
Svetlana's eyes were still watering from that unwanted contact with Patricia's sharp fangs a few moments ago but that did not stop the Russian's willingness to fight. Still holding on to Patricia's hair with her left hand, Svetlaan managed to wrap her right arm around Patricia's head and trap her in a headlock . On top of her opponent , the Russian pressed her right shoulder against the side of Patricia's face putting some weight on it and pinning the American's head to the groun not allowing her to use her teeth. Patricia groaned and twisted and bucked underneath her rival kicking wildly and pulling Svetlana's hair with both hands. In response, Svetlana would her arm event tighter around her opponents neck and continued to pull Patricia's long flowing hair with her left hand. Patricia quickly saw that this was not strong enough to simply power her way out of this and suddenly slid her left hand down Svetlana's back. As Patricia's claws struck into the Russian's exposed sex from behind ripping and tearing. Svetlana shrieked and released her headlock. Writing and squirming around she slapped and punched Patricia's body in an attempt to force her to let her go.
Hanging on to Svetlana's head with one hand , the American kept up the assault on her opponents privates with the other clawing and tugging the Russian's smooth labia. She continued to do so raking her fingernails across the eyes by the desperate Patricia made her let go and put her hands in front of her face in order to protect it from any further attacks. Once free , Svetlana rose up on her knees and tried to straddle her foe but Patricia had enough smarts to pick up her right leg, get knee against her opponents chest and force her way with one might push.
The two fighters rose up on their knees and flew at one another without bothering to stand up. They came together with a loud slap falling to the floor in a heap. Once down on the ground the women fought like wild cats snarling and hissing and spitting as they rolled around in a tangled mass of limbs their bodies twisting and writing and squirming back and forth straining against each other while they clawed and bit one another with fury.
It was even for a while with each woman giving as good as she got then suddenly their snarls and grunts were broken by a series of high-pitched screams from Svetlana. Patricia managed to secure a good , two handed grip on one of the Russian's massive breasts and was mauling it savagely, twisting and pulling it back and forth with all her strength. Writing in agony and screeching at the top of her lungs, Svetlana began hitting Patricia in the face with her right hand while pulling the American's hair with her left. Patricia was no screaming as loud as her rival but despite the pain she continued to torture the other woman's tits griping it with both hands squeezing and tugging and clawing it viciously sparing no efforts to mangle it. She succeeded in pushing the squirming, shrieking Russian terror down onto her back and tried to get onto top of her but Svetlana suddenly drove all ten of her fingernails right into her face and the American was let go and back away with a loud yelp.
Svetlana now pounced on her foe and straddled her pinning her on her back. She then tried to use her knees to pin Patricia's arms but the American bucked wildly sending her flying off and falling to the floor. They rose up on their knees again but Svetlana did it a fraction quicker and leap at her opponent driving her down to the ground and getting on top of her
"YOU"RE GOING TO LEARN YOU STUPID BITCH.........I"M STRONGER....ITS OVER" The Russian terror growled as she skillfully rode her opponent despite her struggles while continuing to try and pin Patricia's wrists to the mat with her knees .
"KEEP DREAMING" Patricia hissed and continued her efforts to drive her off.
Svetalana snarled and fired a few quick punches to Patricia hoping to quite her down . She failed to do so but even though Patricia was struggling with all her might it was clear that Svetlana was winning the fight. The Russian was now in total control and continued to dominate her opponent riding the American hard while punching and taunting her
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"YOU FUCKING BITCH............GET OFF OF ME" Patricia wailed after a hard punch to her left cheek.
Kicking and twisting beneath her foe, the American gal looked in dire straits right now. She was hurt and desperate and very close to panicking. She was trying her bets to keep it together but it was not easy. She was overwhelmed at this point. No matter what she did the other woman was already on top of her. And this Russian was frigging strong certainly more stronger than her. Still, despite her obvious disadvantage , Patricia was not about to give up . Not with all the people watching and not to this foreign cxnt. Grabbing her opponents hair with both hands , Svetlana began slamming Patricia's head into the cave floor again and again. Groaning, Patricia now once again applied a two-handed grip on Patricia's left tit and began wringing the life out of it. Svetlana screamed and jerked back but still remained on top and now tried to claw Patricia's face. The American quickly picked up her legs and managed to hook the other woman's shoulders with her calves and topple her over with one push.
Patricia was quick to her feet and kicked her foe in the head just as Svetlana was getting up. The Russian woman groaned and staggered but succeeded in getting up to a vertical base. Lashing out with her right food, Patricia kicked Svetlana square in the stomach . Svetlana grunted and bent over just in time to meet Patricia's foot to her face.
As Svetlana sprawled on the floor , the spectators let out a groan. Rolling over, the Russian terror got up to her feet but looked disoriented and Patricia took full advantage moving in and drilling a big punch to Svetlana's belly. Svetlana gasped and doubled up with her face in pain and eyes bulging.
Patrica's eyes shone excitedly. I did she thought, I found her weakness, she has a soft belly. Wasting no time , the gorgeous Midwest native bared her teeth and plowed into the Russian terror hammering away at her belly with her fists sinking in . Hurting badly, her legs were all but buckling under her as Svetlana retreated trying to ward off the blows with her hands.
Patricia continued the onslaught pounding Svetlana with both hands with her small fists thudding into the Russian terror's body.
Svetlana tried to respond with blows of her own but Patricia dodged the punches as her glistening body twisted and weaved gracefully out of the way of her opponents flailing arms while her own fists kept finding Svetlana's belly and breasts with precise precision. Enraged by not being able to land a blow, the Russian redoubled her efforts punching away with angry screams with her breasts swinging and rocking on her sweaty chest. Calm and collected and in complete control , Patricia danced around Svetlana pummeled the Russian from all sides while laughing at the bitter attempts to fight back.
Utterly frustrated and very hurt, Svetlana was getting desperate. She realized she was losing and knew she had to do something fast if she was to gain control of this match. After a few attempts she managed to close in bending low and lunging at Patricia's legs collaring them and taking her down.
As Patricia went down , Patricia was on top of her instantly except it was not for long as Patricia quickly rolled her over reversing the positions. However, the American could not manage to stay on for long as was soon on her back beneath her foe again.
The two fighters then rolled around as their shapely bodies writhing and heaving strained to their limit .
After a minute of fighting each woman did everything they could to hurt and overcome their rival. Patricia gained the upper hand. The battle had drawn out into a long and exhausting one and Svetlana continued to be in worse shape than the two . Her movements were now lower and less intense and getting slower by the second. The American was sensing this and felt both elated and invigorating It was as she predicted she was strong but lacked in the stamina department. Now she was firing fast and wearing out slowly. Patricia was in clearly better conditioning and now had more left in her reserves to draw from.
Feeling her time is coming she wrapped her legs around her rival's waist from behind to squeeze the breath out of the gasping Russian beauty. Svetlana squirmed back and forth trying to break free of the rival's encircling legs. Holding her captive, Patricia put an end to the fight as she put her arms around Svetlana's throat and choked her but Svetlana prevented her from doing so by getting her chin down and placing a forearm in front o f t.
After a few unsuccessful attempts to sink in a choke hold, Patricia snarled in frustration and tugged at Svetlana's hair with one hand while reaching in front of her and clawing her breasts with the other. Svetlana screeched and squirmed around violently while pulling at Patricia's wrist in order to get the clawing hand away from her ravaged tit. She managed to do that but was really tired and hurt at this point and Patricia had no problem in getting her down on her back.
Lying on top of her opponent Patricia grabbed Svetlana's wrists and pinned her down to the floor above her head using her weight to keep her foe down. As the American wrapped her legs around Svetlana's to keep her from getting any leverage, the Russian struggled wildly but she was tightly pinned and seemed too tired to be able to fight her way out of this position. Her energy almost depleted and all the Russian terror could do now was to squirm and buck weakly underneath her opponent and howl with helpless furry as she could feel the American beauty's body overpowering hers and dominating er.
"Opportunity comes to those that wait" Patricia panted as her eyes glistened with malice and triumph she wrapped her slender arms around Svetlana's head securing it in place. Svetlana stiffened for a moment and then began struggling but it was too late. The tables were now turned, Patricia was now the dominant one, and well on he way to winning the fight.
Lying on top of her she clung tightly to Svetlana squeezing her opponents head so hard with her arms as she mashed her sweat covered chest into the Russian's face.
With her nose and breast engulfed by her opponents naked breasts and no air coming in as Svetlana began to struggle furiously looking to escape the suffocating trap before it was too late. Bucking and kicking , she reached with her right hand and tried to find Patricia's eyes with her claw but it was no use. The same move may have worked before when she was on the receiving end but it was that it would not work now. Patricia shook her head violently form side to side avoiding her opponents searching fingernails while remaining on top of Svetlana. No matter how much the trapped Russian video could not move in any direction and despite all of her kicking and squirming her face was jammed between the two sweaty large breasts.
Gasping and panting harshly Patricia summoned every ounce of strength she had left and tried to tighten her arms around Svetlana's neck even more determined to finish her off. Svetlana was determined not to let herself go down and she struggled with all her might underneath. Driven insane with rage and fear and unable to ignore the agonizing lack of air and the more agonizing thought of losing to a foreigner she thrashed around violently straining every muscle every tendon in her body to its limits as she fought to free herself. She bucked, she heaved, she kicked, she twisted, her glistening frame bending and contorting back and forth, her legs flailing wildly in all directions bare feet pounding the cave floor hard. Arching her back again and again she hammered at Patricia's ribs with both hans with her fists thudding and smacking loudly against the other woman's rapidly expanding and contracting naked sweaty torso. In between she pulled Patricia's hair clawed at her back and dug her sharp fingernails deep into the American's tight buttocks and thighs in frantic attempts to force a release. Patricia knew she was smelling victory now she could sense her opponents struggles becoming weaker and she clung on like a vampire to its prey using all her weight to keep Svetlana down .
From there it did not take long to become clear which gal was winning the struggle. Deprive of the oxygen her body so badly needed especially now in the heat of the moment the Russian woman was fading fast. She was still fighting but her movements were becoming slower and more uncoordinated by the second and now the American was in total control. Patricia was aware of that too and now shown a gleeful smile and lay on top of her trapped victim suffocating the Russian mercilessly.
Svetlana was just about done . Having spent so much time without breath she was now beginning to black out and her struggles were no longer the result of any conscious effort on her part but just reflex actions as her oxygen starved body fought for survival. Jerking and twitching spasmodically underneath Patricia, clawed feebly at the American's shoulders and back for a few moments without any effect. Then suddenly she just quit.
Patricia however should no mercy. She smothered the Russian enough until her flopping around died down to a series of little convulsive twitches until the last breath of fresh air rushed through her as her body flopped to the side.
Patricia then got up and threw her hands up in a standing ovation and then dropped down to her knees feeling dizzy after a long hour of fighting but holding back her tears on her knees and then throwing up one arm again in a standing ovation in what had transpired as one of the most grueling
upset victories this tournament has seen so far in this Midwestern Region.
Yet there would be more long arduous journey like this that await as the little engine that could prepares for her quest for the gold.
