[#Bridgette#]

Megan and I in the crowd and attentively watching this fight unfold...Our fingers intertwined with each others and I feel Megans hand tightning up as we watch Emilia absolutely starting to dominate and take Alexa apart...Being in this very pit three times with Alexa I know how tough it is to beat her. Megan and I look at each other with a bit of a shocked expression...I say to Megan. "Holy crap baby I can't believe this bitch is beating her like this! WTF? Alexa obviously didn't take this serious enough."

[^Megan^]

Megan and I in the crowd and attentively watching this fight unfold...Our fingers intertwined with each others and I feel Megans hand tightning up as we watch Emilia absolutely starting to dominate and take Alexa apart...Being in this very pit three times with Alexa I know how tough it is to beat her. Megan and I look at each other with a bit of a shocked expression...I say to Megan. "Holy crap baby I can't believe this bitch is beating her like this! WTF? Alexa obviously didn't take this serious enough."

I had been not just watching the fight but an interaction outside the pit. Looking at Bridgette ‘Seems Emilia has some inspiration these days’ pointing out Tasha ‘looks like she has a new girlfriend and that seems to fire her up’ looking back at Tasha and Emilia at the pit and smiling. ‘Alexa fought hard but I think Emilia wanted to impress her gf so that is part of it I am sure’.

[Emilia_da_ass]

My left fist crushes into your solar plexus, and I swear the entire crowd falls silent as your eyes nearly pop out of your skull, your body going rigid as breath is expelled at force from your lungs. Your arms and legs collapse to the mat, as you suddenly begin wheezing, gasping and sobbing. This sends the crowd into a frenzy, watching the fan-favorite reduced to tears now, pinned beneath the supposed rookie. I sit atop my throne, straddling your hips, as my eyes flick to Tasha, giving her a reassuring smirk as I turn my attention back to my fallen victim.

I grab you by your hair, and pin your head to the mat, launching a vicious backhand to your cheek in yet more punishment for slabbing my Tasha, and then I slowly glare up towards the far side, where Bridgette and Megan are sat, and with a soft smirk on my lips, and direct eye contact with Bridge, I wink at her, before getting up and dragging Alexa up to her feet by her scalp as I walk towards the couple, dragging Alexa by the hair. As we get near the wall, I yank the bitch forwards, flicking her towards the wall like she did to me not long ago, and letting the crowd hear the smash. Staring Bridgette down the entire time.

As you slump into the wall, falling to your knees, I stand over you, smirking as I look down over you. I grab the back of your bikini and give it a tug, undoing it, and letting it fall to the floor before I pick it up. "You're going to be a good little bitch aren't you!" I hiss, wrapping the bikini top around your throat, and tugging it back, forcing you into a kneeling position at my feet, facing away from me, displaying you to the crowd. "Tell me how much of a bitch you are." I purr in your ear, "Let the crowd hear you."

[User1]

As far as I remember it's the first non-sexual fight I see from Emilia, taking such a tough fighter like Alexa apart is very respectable. 

By the way, where is Alexa's sexy friend that accompanied her to the ring the last time?

[*Alexa*]

You suddenly grab my hair again and pin my head down on the mat, positioning my face straight up. OMG, now what is she going to do, I think to myself just as you savagely backhand me across the face while you yell out “That’s what you get for slapping my Tasha!” I cry out and my body stiffens again, my arms and legs jerk up off the mat and then drop down again limp. You still have a tight hold on my hair while you look out to the crowd again. You pull me up off the mat by my hair to a sitting position and then you stand up. You give my ass a little kick and yank me up to my feet.

I stand on shaky legs with my arms hanging limp by my sides, whimpering a little as you hold me up by my hair with yer claws digging into my scalp. We stand there while you let the crowd see that you are in total control. Then you walk toward the wall dragging me behind you by my hair and I can hear some of the crowd laughing. My badly hurt knee is making me limp slowing you down so you yank my hair harder forcing me to move faster. As we get close to the wall I see that we’re headed straight toward that hated blonde bitch Bridgette and her little bitch Megan. Memories of my last time in the Pit with Bridge run through my head for a second until you say “Payback time bitch!” and fling me into the wall. I crash into it right in front of Bridgette, my sweaty body leaving a wet streak on the pads as I slide down to my knees facing the wall.

Yer fingers undo my bikini top and pull it off me exposing my little tits. “You are such a bitch!” I gasp out. You wrap my top around my neck pulling me away from the wall, still on my knees, and tighten it a bit. You stand behind me displaying me on my knees to the crowd and start taunting. “You’re the one on yer knees so that makes you the bitch! And you're going to be a good little bitch aren't you!" My eyes go wide and I start clawing at the fabric of my top to try to loosen it. You lean down and hiss in my ear "Tell me how much of a bitch you are." I keep tugging, trying to wedge my fingers between the fabric and my neck. You giggle as you purr “Let the crowd hear it!” I slap weakly at yer arm, my face getting redder as you try to choke me. “Fuck… you… bitch!” I gasp out.

[KarleighDancer]

Yeesh! Emilia is using Alexa to make a statement and wow what a statement she's making!!

[snw]

I didn’t want to speak too soon but Emilia isn’t to played with. She’s had her way with several girls here. Two things she does well with is finishing in a dominant fashion. Then like Karleigh said she makes a statement! This is the first fight I’ve seen where she’s gotten  really angry though.

[Emilia_da_ass]

I pull back hard on your bikini top, strangling you as I smirk up towards the crowd, my eyes locked perfectly on Bridgette's as I lick my lips, mouthing two words. "You're. Next." But that's all the attention that bitch is getting, as my eyes flick down towards Alexa. "I'm more than just a bitch... I'm so much more than just a bitch!" I hiss at you, as you grab at the string around your throat, gasping as you beg for a free breath, anything to feel the freedom of oxygen once again, but it's something that I plan on charging you dearly for!

As you gasp out once more, I work on dragging you up to your feet via the top around your throat, watching as your legs tremble, and you continue to gasp and claw for breath. "See, when I said you'd suffer. I wasn't lying!" I hiss, and with a viciousness yet unseen I rapidly step back, and pull down brutally on the strings of your top, trying to slam you down onto the floor via your throat. Watching as your body cracks against the floor, your throat finally free of the tension I applied, but your eyes misted over, glazed from the pain as you struggle through tears, be it from the pain of the lack of breath to your head who knows. I don't care either.

"Get up you worthless skank!" I hiss, enraged, seeing nothing but red as I lean over and grab you by the hair, dragging you across the mat as you kick and struggle, trying to keep up to relieve as much pain as possible. "It's time for your walk of shame!" I growl before I reach the side of the pit, my left hand going to the wall as I let you get somewhat recuperated. "Take a deep breath bitch!" I sneer,  before shoving your face deep into my ass using your hair. "The walk begins now!" as I slowly walk my way around the perimeter, your face not leaving my cheeks.

[*Alexa*]

My face gets even redder and I start to gag a bit as you tighten the string around my neck constricting my breathing even more. I keep tugging at it desperately with my fingers to loosen it if I can. We are right in front of Bridgette and my wide frightened eyes lock on hers. She is looking at me with a shocked expression and I can see a little fear in her eyes too. I’m getting even more light headed and dizzy and manage to gasp out in a raspy breathless begging voice “Please … stop… “

Instead of stopping, you yank up on my top forcing me up to my feet in front of you. My legs are so weak I almost sink back down again but you keep me there with yer grip on my bikini top around my neck. You give it a few shakes making my exposed little tits jiggle for the crowd. You slam yer own larger tits into my back making me thrust out my chest. My arms drop down and hang limp by my sides. You slowly turn us around in a circle so everyone in the Arena gets a good look. Then you step back and whip my top down hard jerking me backwards sending me crashing to the mat on my back with a loud thud. The pressure on my throat is finally gone and I wheeze in some badly needed air hoping you’re finished and I can just lie here for a while.

But after you walk around my body with a smirk you give me a hard kick in the side and hiss "Get up you worthless skank! It's time for your walk of shame!" You grab my hair using it to drag me across the mat. I cry out from the pain and start waving my arms and kicking my legs, my bare feet slapping the mat as I try to keep up. We reach the side of the Pit and you stand by the wall, resting yer left hand on it while you hold my hair with yer right. You use my hair to pull me up to my hands and knees. You sneer at me "Take a deep breath bitch!" In a flash I realize what you’re going to do. I try to pull my head back but you shove my face deep into yer ass. My eyes are pressed against yer cheeks and my nose is pushed up the crack. I give a muffled moan as you start yer slow victory walk along the whole perimeter of the Pit with me crawling in shame behind you, my face pushed into yer big booty.

[User1]

Just to give you feedback about how I witnesses this battle:

I watched this poll from time to time, both did excellent postings but Bridgette really draw away the attention from them (also due to her incredible new profile picture) everytime she did a posting.

Emilia was able to draw my attention back with her dominating show before the "walk of shame". What really gave me goosebumps were these lines:
"As we get close to the wall I see that we’re headed straight toward that hated blonde bitch Bridgette and her little bitch Megan.", "...strangling you as I smirk up towards the crowd, my eyes locked perfectly on Bridgette's as I lick my lips, mouthing two words. "You're. Next." But that's all the attention that bitch is getting...",  "...and then I slowly glare up towards the far side, where Bridgette and Megan are sat, and with a soft smirk on my lips, and direct eye contact with Bridge, I wink at her, before getting up and dragging Alexa up to her feet by her scalp as I walk towards the couple, dragging Alexa by the hair. As we get near the wall, I yank the bitch forwards, flicking her towards the wall like she did to me not long ago, and letting the crowd hear the smash. Staring Bridgette down the entire time."

I don't wanna force a fight between them, just want to underline that you can smell the tension between Emilia and Bridgette if they are in the same room. This is far from ordinary!

[#Bridgette#]

Just to give you feedback about how I witnesses this battle:

I watched this poll from time to time, both did excellent postings but Bridgette really draw away the attention from them (also due to her incredible new profile picture) everytime she did a posting.

Emilia was able to draw my attention back with her dominating show before the "walk of shame". What really gave me goosebumps were these lines:
"As we get close to the wall I see that we’re headed straight toward that hated blonde bitch Bridgette and her little bitch Megan.", "...strangling you as I smirk up towards the crowd, my eyes locked perfectly on Bridgette's as I lick my lips, mouthing two words. "You're. Next." But that's all the attention that bitch is getting...",  "...and then I slowly glare up towards the far side, where Bridgette and Megan are sat, and with a soft smirk on my lips, and direct eye contact with Bridge, I wink at her, before getting up and dragging Alexa up to her feet by her scalp as I walk towards the couple, dragging Alexa by the hair. As we get near the wall, I yank the bitch forwards, flicking her towards the wall like she did to me not long ago, and letting the crowd hear the smash. Staring Bridgette down the entire time."

I don't wanna force a fight between them, just want to underline that you can smell the tension between Emilia and Bridgette if they are in the same room. This is far from ordinary!

Well I certianly hope I wasn't a distraction... These two deserve every ounce of credit and I think it's safe to say that there really isn't anyone including myself that could take any attention anyway from these two. Everyone just witnessed two of the best strategists, creative fighters here...Alexa and Emilias writing and posts speak for themselves. I have been lucky enough to fight that little bitch Alexa three times and she is one of the very best toughest writers/fighters I have ever faced. Emilia, well just look at her and her writing...The bitch is good really good and she has gained a ton of fans because of it. Amazing poll bitchs! 

[Emilia_da_ass]

With your face buried so deep in my ass it makes even walking challenging, I begin the long, slow parade around the arena, basking in the glory of my victory as the crowd cheers, some boos are thrown at me, and some faces are darting between mine, and a spot in the crowd. I know what it is, Bridgette will be on her feet, watching, ensuring she sees everything right now. But she's not my concern, not yet. For now, Alexa deserves my attention, all of it.

As we walk, I continuously pick the pace up, forcing her to crawl faster, before abruptly stopping, and having her ram her face deeper into my ass every time, and listening to her moaning in defiance is it... or further submission perhaps. "Shut it back there bitch!" I hiss, reaching between my own legs now that we are about halfway, and yanking your head through my legs by your hair, standing over you like a you're my little horse. "So come on bitch. You promised me a fight, where was it!" I growl, crushing your ribs with my legs, as I squeeze you, winding you.

I continue to do this for a while, listening as your breath grows raspy. "Don't black out yet whore!" I demand, for the final time, grabbing you by your bikini bottoms, and practically yanking them so far up your ass they should've split, and leading you via wedgie back towards Bridgette and Megan. As I pause a couple of meters away from the wall in front of the happy little couple, I let you collapse to the floor. "Hey Megan!" I call out, slamming my foot down on Alexa's back, flattening her down, and then rolling her over with the kick of my foot. "This is what I'm going to do to your bitch when I get my Championship Belt!" I snarl, before stepping over Alexa's head, looking down, looking back up and winking, before dropping my ass suddenly and brutally over Alexa's face, shoving her nose deep into my ass.

[*Alexa*]

You take the long long victory walk all the way around the Pit using my hair to pull me behind you on my hands and knees. If that isn’t humiliating enough you make sure my face is buried deep in yer big ass the whole time, for everybody to see. Except me. I can’t see anything. Yer ass cheeks are pressed hard against my eyes and yer tight grip on my hair is keeping my face right where it is. I can’t see but I sure can hear the crowd cheering and giggling and I also can hear a few boos but they are drowned out by the noise supporting you.

My nose is mashed and I’m having trouble breathing but you keep pulling and I keep crawling. I can’t believe this is happening to me. And now you start speeding up forcing me to crawl faster. Then you stop and my face ends up going even deeper in yer ass. You can barely hear my muffled moan over the crowd’s laughter every time you do it. After the fourth time the frustration and shame has built up so much in me that my muffled moan is a lot louder and I slap my hand down on the mat. you respond with a hissing "Shut it back there bitch!" and you yank my hair back pulling my red face out of yer ass. You stand on tiptoe and move backward pulling my head through yer legs. What is this bitch going to do now? I find out when you start crushing my ribs between yer legs. “Arrgghhh!” this isn’t fair! I’m the dancer, I’m the one supposed to be scissoring you! But you’re doing it to me and damn yer legs are strong!

You do this for a while, enjoying yerself, listening to my gasps that turn to racking raspy wheezes as you squeeze the breath out of me. Suddenly I wail in pain when you yank my bikini bottoms up so hard the fabric cuts into my tender skin. My hands ball into fists and my feet thump the mat in reaction to the pain. You walk/ride me over to Bridgette and Megan by my hair and bikini bottoms and release me so I crumple facedown on the mat in a heap. You use yer foot to flatten me all the way down and then kick my body to roll me over onto my back. I don’t fight it, I can’t, I’m totally spent and beaten now. I just whimper with each kick and let you roll me over. I’m in a fog, my head is swimming, I know you are saying something but I can’t make out what it is. My blurry eyes see a dark shadow over me getting bigger and bigger. It’s yer ass dropping viciously on my face. You make sure I’m facing up by grabbing my hair just before you sit heavily. You grind down flattening my nose and hold my hair to pull my face in deeper. “Mmmmppphhhh!” I can’t breathe trapped and pinned under yer big booty, my arms wave weakly, my legs slide on the mat. “Mmmmppphhhh!”

[##catfightWATCHA413]

This is a insane fight!!  Come on Alexis. You can win. I believe you will   Show her who is more woman!

[^Megan^]

I give Emilia a knowing nod as she has been impressive in her fight with Alexa. I look at Bridgette and plant my lips to hers and slide my tongue in and swirl it around her tongue. After a few seconds I break off my kiss with my sexy Alpha wife and look at Emilia with a smirk. I take the championship belt I have been holding for Bridge and put it around her waist and look back at Emilia and give her a slow sarcastic clapping of my hands.