THE PENTHOUSE RING
Here's a new variation for apartment wrestling: a ring! But this isn't the typical kind of wrestling ring, oh no.
Four steel poles have been installed, each heavily padded. Attached to them are three ropes, but unlike the typical ring ropes, these are not made from steel cables, but rather they are rubber, and sheathed in velvet. There is no thin padding of canvas over plywood for the floor, but rather the actual living room floor, covered in plush carpeting, is used. The result is a 16' x 16' battle zone to contain the action, rather than allowing the combatants to use the entire room as their battlefield, as is the norm in an apartment match. The ropes may be used as weapons. If a fighter intentionally exits the ring, she is disqualified. If she is thrown out, she has sixty seconds to return, or else she will be disqualified.
Some wrestlers will feel inhibited by the confines of a ring, but others will be canny enough to use it as a weapon.
Sarah Hyland vs Savannah ChrisleyTaking Savannah by the wrist, Sarah whipped her across the length of the ring, the taller girl's body spinning around so that she crashed with her back into the corner, the impact eliciting a pained grunt. In an instant, Hyland charged at the blonde, leaping into the air so that her smaller body smashed into Chrisley's like a nubile wrecking ball, knocking the air out of the embattled girl.
Now the brunette was ready to finish off her opponent, and the ring gave her a unique means of doing so. Dazed, Savannah remained slumped in the corner, her arms draped over the top ropes on either side of her. Sarah begins to climb up and above the blonde, using care to scale up the ropes. She then throws one leg over the shoulder of her adversary, and then the other, and in a deft motion wriggles herself forward. Savannah's head is now tilted backward, with Sarah sitting on her face! The blonde's body writhes in panic, but she remains trapped in the corner, too battered and weakened to break free.
Beaming a smile of pure delight, Hyland whoops it up like a bronco buster as she rides the face of the blonde, humiliatingly smothering the larger girl. "C'mon hillbilly, I thought you were tougher than this!" she taunts the Tennessee native, Savannah's muffled cries make plain her torment, but she has been rendered helpless. Soon enough, her movements dwindle until her entire body goes limp in the corner, and she is driven into unconsciousness.
Danielle Fishel vs Jodie SweetinDanielle grunted as she was muscled backwards against the ropes. Still badly stunned from an elbow smash to the side of her head, she was only dimly aware of her arms being draped over the top rope, and her brain wasn't comprehending enough to understand that her opponent next grabbed the middle rope, stretched it upward, until she could snap it over the shoulders of the brunette. And just like that, Fishel was tied up in the ropes.
A generation earlier as young women, Dani and Jodie had been sworn arch-rivals, and had engaged in some ferocious apartment battles. After many years in retirement, they agreed to return to face one another again tonight, and it quickly became apparent that time had not quelled the hatred they felt for each other. It had been a brutal brawl between the two buxom beauties, but now the advantage had most decidedly turned in the blonde's favor.
Sweetin gave a sinister smile as she gazed at her trapped nemesis. Fishel had long since lost her bikini top in the fight, so her bare breasts glistened like overripe plums, there for the taking. And take Jodie did...or, rather, give. Balling her fists, she began to "speed bag" Danielle's breasts, landing punch after punch. The pain snapped the brunette out of her stupor, but despite her most relentless efforts, she was unable to pull herself free of the ropes. All she could do was moan and wail as her rival hammered away, Sweetin's fists sinking deep with every blow. Finally, the battered left Fishel near-senseless, and her head lolled side to side. Jodie unhooked the middle rope, freeing the brunette, and she dragged the dazed Dani, who was very nearly dead weight, to the center of the ring. There, she dropped her face down to the floor, then went down to her knees and shoved the brunette over onto her back. Climbing atop her foe's midsection, Sweetin lightly slapped Dani's face until the light of recognition came into her eyes. But the blonde wasn't being merciful...rather, she wanted her despised nemesis fully conscious and aware for what comes next.
And what that was, after unhooking and stripping off her own bikini halter, was Jodie leaning forward, her breasts enveloping Fishel's face. "Time to jug you out, you bitch!" Sweetin cackled with glee, as Danielle's panicked squeals were muffled between her oppressors double Ds. The brunette squirmed in helplessness beneath her tormentor, but soon enough ceased moving altogether. Sweetin stood and and triumphantly planted a foot on her beaten foe's bosom as she raised her arms in victory.
Kendall Jenner vs Zendaya ColemanThere was an almost maniacal glint in Kendall's eyes as she strangled her opponent. Zendaya gagged and gurgled as her throat was pressed against the ring rope, her vision starting to grow hazy. But there was a sudden reprieve as Jenner pulled her off of the rope and spun her around. Utterly confident of her impending victory, the statuesque brunette had decided to 'play' with her prey a bit longer.
But although battered, Coleman was far from beaten. With a blue of motion her arms swung up, the palms of her hands slamming into her adversary's ears. Kendall shrieked and stumbled backward, hands clutching either side of her skull. Zendaya took a few steps forward, than lunged back, bouncing off of the elastic ropes for greater momentum, and she flung herself toward her foe, connecting with a shoulder block. Jenner grunted from the impact and stumbled back a few more steps, but did not fall. Undaunted, Coleman raced across the ring, bounded off of the ropes there, and slingshotted back toward Kendall. This shoulder block elicited an even louder grunt of pain from the Amazonian beauty, yet still she did not topple.
Determined to take her foe down once and for all, Zendaya clambered up the nearest corner of the ring, balancing herself precariously upon the top ropes, and she then flung herself into the air, only to come crashing down upon Jenner like a missile of destruction. This time, Kendall crashed to the floor of the ring with a heavy thud. The impact caused Coleman to bounce off of her, and she took a few moments to catch her breath, while her adversary lay stunned and moaning. Zendaya then got to her knees and pushed Kendall over onto her belly; mounting her back, Coleman pulled Jenner's arms over her knees and clutched her hands beneath Kendall's chin, yanking it back with all of her might. The electric agony to her neck and spine brought Jenner out of her daze, but it was only to find herself utterly trapped in the painful hold. Within moments she had burst into tears and was blubbering her submission.