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Extracts from the Adventures of the Members of the Female Rubber & Latex Wrestling & Boxing Club’s UK Branch.

The female rubber and latex fighting club is a world wide body dedicated to extreme female combat. It has branches in almost every country in the world. Its membership is exclusively female. The members are participants and enthusiasts for all extreme forms of combat between two females. The extreme nature of the bouts that take place behind the closed doors of these clubs is not the only thing that sets this organisation apart from others. Obviously losers suffer a bloody bruising defeat, while spectators scream for their blood. They not only put their health on the line but their bodies as well, losers surrender to the winner and are sexually abused and used by the winner. Their are special tit and fanny bouts the worst and usually most vicious and best attended.

As the name suggests the combatants have to wear rubber whilst battling in the ring. Rubber big deal you might think, rubber is considered kinky in any walk of life but the rubber attire worn by these combatants in much more than just kinky. They wear pantyhose Mackintoshes aprons and swimming caps, all in bright shiny colours. It is always tight and smooth devilishly hot to fight in

But these garments are wickedly designed with specially built in devices to ensure the suffering of the combatants. Special abrasive or spiked patches sewn inside the groin areas and bra cups of tight fitting garments to scour and scratch sensitive and vulnerable female sexual organs. The gloves could be sanded and even spiked, to cause more damage and blood flow in boxing contests. They wear are spiked rubber gloves to cause maximum blood flows and damage in extreme wrestling or grudge matches. The more blood that flowed the better the crowds like it and the more they scream.

Rape and humiliation quickly follow any unlucky losers mauling the ring. The club has an awesome collection of vicious fucking toys and dildos. Some are fiendishly designed to split the orifice they enter wide open. This gets the crowd screaming on their feet for more and very sexually excited. There is nothing the crowd loves more than fanny blood and anal blood. The excitement at a good match is very high and more female juices are spilled in the crowd than blood in the ring. Plenty of blood ensures the flow of much more fanny juice.

The organiser of the club and its bouts is a hard and very capable female fighter called Lulu. Sometimes even referred to as Lulu of the big dildo. Any female losing against Lulu is assured of a personal experience with her big dildo in every orifice. The crowd love to see Lulu‘s big dildo fucking the arse and fanny of her beaten opponents. They shout baying for blood as the monster dildo rips them apart.

Lulu was so popular because she was always coming up with new ideas to thrill and entertain the members. One of her latest ideas is that each month there is a special match where two members battle it out to be the lover of the month. Lulu always tries to pick two woman madly in love with each other so the action will vicious and sexy to the extreme. The members love watching two lovers brutally battling it out for the title and the honour of ravishing the loser. Lulu certainly hadn’t failed the members with the two fighters she had lined up for the first bout. The first match billed for this months meeting includes Cheryl up against a tough black female called Carla.

The ring was illuminated as the referee climbed into the ring. She was dressed in white rubber bathing cap, white rubber bra and skirt with matching white rubber knee length boots. The referee was not there to stop any foul moves or blows as there were none in this clubs bouts. She was there to ensure the fighters battle it out properly to the members satisfaction. She was there to urge the winner on to do more brutal and exciting things to the defeated loser.

The referee held a microphone and addressed the crowd. “OK tonight’s first bout is between two boxers one black one white”, the referee stated. “In the blue corner in light blue latex Cheryl”, she added. The crowd cheered as a spot light hit the gangway down from the changing rooms, illuminating Cheryl as she walked up to the ring.

Cheryl was wearing the clubs regulation fighting outfit. Rubber Mackintosh, rubber pantyhose, rubber stockings, and boots, with a rubber bathing cap. Cheryl’s pale blue outfit made her pale skin look even whiter against the light blue colour of the soft rubber outfit. Cheryl looked really sexy in her outfit the Mackintosh was tightly belted at the waist and the top was open exposing her breasts that were only supported not covered by the rubber pantyhose. She walked round the ring parading for the crowd, and the crowd cheered loudly.

“In the red corner Carla”, the referee announced. The spotlight panned to the gangway and illuminated Carla the black boxer. She was dressed in yellow latex, the yellow rubber contrasting with her dark brown skin. Carla’s dark brown breasts poked out the opening of her yellow Mackintosh the nipples large and round. She looked very sexy in her yellow fighting uniform.

The crowd cheered loudly as she climbed into the ring. The two boxers glared at each other from opposite sides of the ring. Carla in yellow smiled as she looked at Cheryl in light blue latex. “That will be red with your blood soon bitch”, Carla sneered. The crowd clapped and whistled loudly loving Carla’s aggression.

Both boxers took their corners sparing and dancing round as they waited for the hard sexy match to start. The boxers wore standard latex club gloves of red leather. The clubs standard gloves were six ounce gloves not eight or ten ounce pillows. These gloves had one three inch steel spike in the centre of the glove. The spike was designed to puncture the skin and cause plenty of bleeding, Even the leather of the clubs gloves was deliberately hardened by a secret process to ensure it caused more damage and blood flow.

The referee looked at Lulu sitting at a ring side table. Lulu was completely bald, she wore black latex pantyhose and boots. Lulu had sharp pointed breasts her hard erect nipples stuck out like organ stops. On the table in front of Lulu were various dildo’s all large some ribbed with sharp plastic attachments to tear and split any orifice they entered. Lulu nodded to the referee. “OK ladies come out fighting and may the best woman win”, the referee said. “I will don’t worry”, Carla said.

The two rubber clad women moved out of their corners and into the centre of the ring. They met in the centre and started swapping punches. Both boxers were good and they managed block most of their opponents blows. However the odd punch did get through their tight defences. They gasped and grunted as the vicious gloves slammed into their sexually clad highly excited bodies. The spikes sank into their flesh puncturing the rubber clothing. Blood ran from every point of impact and both fighters were quickly dripping with each others and their own blood.

As the blood started to flow the crowd shouted and screamed loudly urging the two fighters on. Both fighters grunted and gasped as they continued to exchange blows wreaking havoc were ever the punches landed. Their yellow and light blue latex was covered in running trails of red blood. Cheryl fought hard taking lots of punches and suffering several stab wounds from the vicious spikes. However she stood her ground and returned the punches blow for blow. Cheryl seemed to be getting the better of the exchanges making Carla pay, although she was suffering herself.

Carla fought hard and well yet Cheryl had the edge always managing to land one more punch than Carla. Their yellow and blue latex was streaked with both women’s red blood. The crowd were screaming loving every second. The ring was filled with dull thuds as hard leather connected with softer flesh and the gasps of the woman as the hard vicious punches connected. “Come on go for it punch, hit, gouge”, the referee shouted into the mike egging the two fighters on. Cheryl stepped forward firing a series of punches at Carla driving her back. Carla fell back defending as best as she could but groaned every time a punch got through.

“Huh not so tough now you black bitch”, Cheryl said as she fired and punch into Carla’s left breast. Cheryl smiled as Carla winced as the steel spike of Carla’s glove sank right into her left breast. Cheryl yanked it free leaving another bleeding hole in Carla’s left tit. “Don’t count me out yet honkie its only early days I’m just getting warmed up”, Carla replied responding with a left and right combination halting Cheryl’s attack and forcing her to retreat. “Don’t kid yourself you’re nearly all done now, but the time your warmed up you’ll be flat out”, Cheryl said driving forward again. Carla groaned and fell back as several hard punches got through. “See bitch your history”, Cheryl sneered.

Carla tried to respond pushing forward, she stepped straight onto a hard right. Carla reeled back against the ropes her head spinning wildly as she fought to keep her feet. Cheryl closed in and fired a left and right to Carla’s head. Carla rolled along the ropes into the corner and grunted as her back slammed into the corner padding. “Face it your finished you black bitch”, Cheryl said stepping forward to land what she thought was going to be the knock out punch. As Cheryl brought her arm back to deliver the punch, Carl lashed out catching Cheryl in the belly.

“Oooooooof”, Cheryl gasped as the wind was driven out of her by the belly blow. She stumbled backward and dropped to one knee gasping for breath. Carla was still suffering too much to take advantage of Cheryl vulnerable position. Carla leaned against the corner ropes and waited for some strength to return to her body. By the time Carla was able to leave the corner Cheryl was up on her feet unsteady but on her feet. They came together in clinch and exchange punches but they were both still too weak to land any hard or effective punches. The bell sounded giving them both a welcome breather.

Carla and Cheryl returned to their corners to be tended by their seconds. “Your ahead on points so keep up the good work you can beat her”, Cheryl’s second said as she wiped the blood from Cheryl’s face with a towel. “Just watch out for her left on your cunt”, the second warned. “Don’t give up she’s hurt and your still strong”, Carla’s second said. Carla nodded as her second fanned her with a towel. “Don’t mess about go for her cunt give it to her”, Carla’s second said. Carla nodded, yes we will see just how tough you are honkie in round two, Carla thought to herself.

Both fighters were up as the bell sound and moved out into the centre of the ring. Punches were exchanged as the two female fighters got back into their heated battle to destroy each other. Carla drove forward through Cheryl’s punches land a couple of good blows to Cheryl’s breasts. However she had to take a nasty right to her own left breast. The hard fought unrelenting battle had the crowd on their feet and screaming almost as it started. “Go for her cunt her cunt”, Carla’s second shouted from her corner. If Carla heard her second she didn’t respond she was too busy going toe to toe with Cheryl. They exchanged vicious body punches in their violent battle. The crowd shouted urging them on more and more screaming for blood.

Both fighters were much weaker now from the constant battering and loss of blood. The current brutal exchange did little to help. Cheryl appeared to be getting the worst of the exchange. She backed away trying to escape the pounding her upper body was taking from Carla’s pistoning fists. Cheryl hit back with her own hard punches, but was taking more than she was handing out. As Cheryl backed away Carla swung a low punch and caught Cheryl between the legs. Cheryl gasped as Carla’s hard glove slammed into her cunt. Before Cheryl could lower her guard Carla managed to fire another punch into Cheryl’s cunt. Cheryl’s whole body shuddered violently and she dropped down onto one knee. “You’ve got her now kill the bitch”, an excited member in the front row shouted.

Carl dropped down onto her knees and drove another punch into Cheryl’s crotch. This time she managed to drive the spike into Cheryl’s cunt. Cheryl screamed as the sharp steel spike entered her cunt blood poured out of her cunt onto the canvas. “Black bastard you’ve fucked me good”, Cheryl groaned. Can’t take any more too weak”, she added breathlessly eyes half closing. “Yes bitch I’ve got you now”, Carla replied she held the steel spike inside Cheryl’s cunt while twisting it round trying to do as much damage as possible. “The referee stepped in close sensing this was the end of the match. “Cunt each other girls finish it”, the referee said.

Cheryl knew she was finished she could hardly hold her arms up she was in so much pain. Cheryl swung her right fist more by instinct than by design. Her right glove flew up and connected with Carla’s chin. The lucky upper cut sent Carla flying backwards, Carla landed on her back with a groan. She lay there head spinning trying to find the will to get up. Carla shook her head and started to rise. Cheryl gasped in relief when she landed the lucky punch. However she knew she needed time to recover and Carla wasn’t going to stay down long from that punch. Cheryl watched and as Carla started to get up she drove her fist between Carla’s wide open legs.

Carla screamed as the vicious steel spike was driven into her cunt. Blood started to pour from her cunt as agony quickly spread through her body. Carla rolled away and into her corner while she recovered for the crotch punch. Cheryl crawled to her own corner and pulled herself up and leaned against the ropes grateful for the life saving break. Both fighters were in their corners hurt trying to recover. The crowd quickly started booing and clapping. The fighters still didn’t move. Only when the referee started a double count out and reached eight did the two fighters come out of their corners to continue.

As the fight restarted Carla seemed to be the more confident better boxer despite the low blow to her cunt. She landed more punches than she took reeking a heavy toll of Cheryl’s body and sex. “See bitch I’m already taking you apart in the second round”, Carla sneered as she drove a hard right into Cherly’s left breast. Cheryl gasped as the vicious spike punctured her left breast starting another flow of blood. She had two bloody holes already in her left breast, her right breast had three. The crowd screamed in delight breasts were prime targets being totally exposed by the low cut rubber Mackintoshes.

Carla pressed her attack driving several punches into Cherly’s midsection. Cheryl groaned and fell back under Carla’s tough assault. Carl came on as she drove Cheryl back landing more punches to Cheryl’s reeling body. The crowd were on their feet shouting loudly. “Come on girls go for it harder tougher more blood”, the referee shouted into the microphone so she could be heard over the screaming crowd. “Come on girls go on harder, harder you owe it to Lulu”, she added. Carla stepped forward driving her head into Cheryl’s. Their heads came together with a loud crack blood splattering off their bodies all over the ring and onto the crowd as well.

Cheryl was dazed by the head crash but and staggered back taking several vicious blows to the body. Carla didn’t relent for one second she kept moving forward driving punches into her reeling opponent. Carla swung her right glove connecting with Cherly’s jaw. The spike sliced a long cut down Cheryl’s cheek as it hammered into her chin. Cherly’s head spun and her legs gave way and she dropped to the ring eyes rolling in the sockets.

The referee pushed Carl back into a neutral corner and started to count. “One,........, two,.... three,”, she said. The crowd shouted and screamed Cherly’s supporters urging her to get up and fight. Cheryl groaned and rolled over at six, she just managed to pull her self up by ten. She stood unsteadily guard wobbling about as the referee stepped aside and released Carla from her neutral corner

Carla attacked her weakened and still slightly dazed opponent. Carla drove hard punches into Cheryl’s body easily by passing her ineffective guard. Cheryl weakened by the knock down was forced back into the corner under a barrage of blows blood pouring from many more fresh wounds.

Carla backed her flagging opponent into the corner and started to take her apart. The crowd screamed loudly as every hard vicious punch landed. Cheryl went to pieces her guard dropped allowing Carla to rain in blows unchecked. Cheryl grunted as hard wicked blows pounded her body producing more and more flows of blood. The crowd were ecstatic cheering and fingering each other to gushing orgasm after orgasm.

Carla head butted Cheryl again connecting with her nose and breaking it with a loud crunch. Cheryl screamed as blood poured from her broken splattered nose. She slumped into the corner ropes her knees giving way. “Your down bitch, finished”, Carl spat. She pressed her elbow against Cheryl’s throat to hold Cheryl in place.

Carla smiled into Cherly’s bloody bruised face as she drove her glove between Cheryl’s legs. Cheryl screamed as the vicious spike sank into her crotch. “Fanny blood,.... fanny blood”, the crowd shouted with excitement as Carla drove several more punches into Cheryl’s crotch. Blood poured from Cheryl’s. ravaged fanny down her thighs over her light blue latex boots and onto the canvas, the crowd screamed and cheered as Carla reeked bloody havoc between Cheryl’s legs.

“Finished your finished white bitch”, Carla sneered raking and twisting the spike around in Cheryl’s fanny. Cheryl twisted and convulsed in agony as more and more blood poured from her sex. It ran in long rivulets down her highs over her boots and onto the canvas. Carla pulled the spike from Cheryl’s fanny and pressed the wide thumb of her boxing glove into the bloody ravaged orifice. Cheryl’s gasped as Carla forced her thumb into her bleeding and aching fanny. “Ohhh please, please, no please, my cunt please no more”. Cheryl begged.

Carla just ignored Cheryl and kept forcing her thumb in and out of Cheryl’s bleeding sex. “OK bitch I’m going to thumb fuck you until your cunt juices run with your blood”, Carl said loudly so all the crowd could hear her. The crowd cheered and whistled urging Carla on. “Yes thumb fuck the loser, fuck her till she shoots her juices”, the referee voice boomed over the loud speakers. Carla didn’t need any urging she was enjoying brutally thumb fucking Cheryl’s bleeding sex. Cheryl gasped and writhed helplessly as she was thumb fucked towards and very painful and shattering orgasm.

Suddenly Cheryl let out long high pitched scream as her cunt exploded. Her hot juices poured out mingling with her blood and running down over thighs and boots onto the canvas. Cheryl’s body went limp in Carla’s hands. However Carla didn’t let Cheryl’s body drop to the canvas she lifted Cheryl back onto her feet. Carla stepped back and left Cheryl swaying about on her weakened wobbly legs. Carla’s right glove shot out and connected with Cheryl’s left temple.

Cheryl was knocked off her feet by the blow and landed heavily on the canvas. She lay there body twitching eyes rolling in the sockets as the referee slowly counted to ten. Cheryl was completely out of it and didn’t make any attempt to get up. “Ten and out”, the referee said to great cheers from the crowd. Carla marched round the ring hands held above her head in victory. The crowd cheered clapping and stamping their feet in excitement. “The winner of the first bout in the red corner, Carla”, the referee announced. Carla bowed to the cheering crowd and walked around the ring hands clasped together over her head.

Cheryl’s twitching blood spattered body was lifted out of the ring onto a stretcher and carried away to the changing rooms to receive treatment. “Ladies your appreciation for the brave loser”, the referee said. The cheering crowd clapped the stretchered loser as she was carried to the dressing rooms. “OK Carla when you are ready Lulu wants to present your prize”, the referee announced. Carla walked to the centre of the ring and waited. “I’m ready to take my prize”, Carla said to cheers form the crowd. Blood ran down her body and over her bright yellow latex coat and boots from several wounds on her upper body and breasts.

The referee stood in front of Carla, she reached forward and started to undo the belt at Carla’s waist. Carla’s arms remained limply by her sides as the referee unfasten her belt. Carla allowed the referee to open her yellow latex Mackintosh and exposed her lovely dark body and breasts. Carla’s body was dripping with Cheryl’s and her own blood. The referee pushed the Mackintosh off Carla’s shoulders and let it fall to the canvas. Carla stood there bloody and naked save for her boots gloves and bathing cap. “I will take over now”, Lulu said stepping into the ring. The referee bowed and climbed out of the ring.

“OK Carla now for your prize I’m going to fuck you with this”, Lulu said pointing at the vicious dildo strapped to her crotch. It was a long large plastic dildo with sharp raised nodules that would tear and rip Carla’s fanny as Lulu fucked it. “I fought for this now fuck me hard Lulu”, Carla replied.

Lulu pushed Carla back into the corner ropes and pressed the thick head of her dildo into Carla’s sex. Carla gasped and the thick head entered her cunt spreading it wide. “Ohh yes please fuck me, fuck me”, Carla groaned. “Don’t worry I’m going to”, Lulu said ramming the dildo all the way into Carla’s cunt. Carla gasped as the large solid invader was brutally forced into her cunt. The sharp nodules tore at the inside walls of her sex and dribbles of blood seeped out of her black hairy sex. Like my dildo bitch?”, Lulu asked her Carla as she trembled in her arms.

Lulu pulled it out of Carla’s cunt and slammed it back in hard. Carla gasped and shuddered as the dildo tore at the inner walls of her sex on the way out and back in. Blood started to run out of Carla’s ravaged sex running down her legs. Lulu forced the dildo in and out of Carla’s cunt faster and faster. Carla gasped twisting and writhing as Lulu brutally fucked her cunt. The crowd cheered wildly urging Lulu on desperate to see her fuck Carla until the ring was soaked with her fanny blood.

“Well bitch tough enough for you, is this what you wanted?”, Lulu asked. “Oh yes please I fought and won for this”, Carla replied. “Give it to me hard, fuck me to a KO”, she added breathlessly. “Don’t worry you’ll be carried out of this ring by the time I’m finished with you”, Lulu said. Lulu slammed the vicious dildo in and out of Carla cunt making her shudder and groan helplessly. “Ohh god fuck, me fuck me”, Carla groaned. The large dildo tore fiendishly at Carla’s sex until her fanny was pouring with blood. The crowd cheered loudly clapping and stamping their feet. “Give it to her in the arse”, a woman in the front row shouted. “Lets see you split her backside, we want more blood more blood”, she added.

Lulu fucked Carla until she was limp in her arms. Satisfied with her work on Carla’s cunt Lulu pulled the wicked dildo from Carla’s bleeding sex and turned her round. She propped Carla limp body against the corner ropes and forced the large wicked dildo up Carla’s arse. Carla’s body shuddered and twisted in agony as the dildo was forced home. Lulu drove the dildo in and out of Carla’s arse rapidly stretching Carla’s anal muscles painfully wide and tearing at the sensitive inner walls. Blood started to pour out of Carla’ ravaged arse running down the back of her legs onto the canvas. The crowd screamed with enthusiasm when the saw Carla’ bleeding arse.

Lulu continued to drive the dildo in and out of Carla’s arse. Carla just shuddered and writhed lost in private world of extreme pain and excitement as Lulu brutally fucked her arse. Lulu reached round and started to squeeze Carla’s large brown nipples. Violent shudders ran through Carla’s body as Lulu worked on her tits. Lulu’s gloves had razor sharp pin heads in the fingers. They punctured and tore Carla’s nipples drawing more blood for the almost hysterical crowd. Lulu continued to fuck Carla’s arse and abuse her its until she passed out.

Lulu left Carla’s limp blood soaked body hanging on the corner ropes. She walked round the ring hands raised above her head. The crowd cheered and whistled wildly. The lights came on all round the ring. The referee climbed back into the ring holding the ropes for Lulu as she climbed out. “OK one great fight”, the referee said over the loud speakers. “As usually both the loser and winner got well fucked”, she added. Several women in the crowd cheered others laughed enjoying the Joke. “OK don’t go away there is another match soon, between a boxer and a wrestler”, the referee stated.

The boisterous excited female members of the rubber and latex fighting club started to settle down. In the short interlude between the first and second match, some went for refreshments to restore all the energy they had lost while watching the first exciting match. Others relieved the excited tensions raised by the first exciting and bloody match. All round the ring women gasped and moaned as they made each other come. Lulu sat watching the result of her organisational skill setting up the match then fucking the loser into unconsciousness. She was indeed the best organiser for the club always keeping the members happy and excited.

Fifteen minutes later the lights around the ring dimmed signally the start of the second match. The referee climbed back into the ring. “OK Ladies the second bout tonight is between a boxer and wrestler”, the referee said. “It is a vicious no holds barred battle between two champions of two the noble fighting sports of boxing and wrestling”, the referee added. “Who will triumph the boxer or the wrestler?”, the referee asked. Some members responded with, “The boxer, boxer, of course”. “Others shouted, “No way the wrestler. Numerous bets and challenges were exchanged with the same forfeit for the loser fucking by the winner and her friends.

“In the red corner Megan Jones from Swansea in south Wales”, the referee’s voice boomed out over the loud speakers. “Megan is a boxer and is known as the terror of the valleys”, the referee continued. A spotlight illuminated the virtually naked female boxer. She wore red six ounce hardened leather boxing gloves, a red rubber bathing cap and red leather boxing boots. “Megan’s record in the ring is nine wins three by knockout, two draws and no defeats”, the referee said. The crowd clapped and cheered as the all but naked boxer strode down to the ring. Her crotch had been shaved clean, she had no pubic hair. Megan climbed into the ring and stood in the red corner.

“In the blue corner Sandra Liverpool”, the referee announced. “Sandra is a wrestler and is known as the Mersey mauler”, the referee added. Sandra was bathed in the glaring spot light as she walked down to the ring. She wore black rubber directorie knickers, a black rubber bathing cap, black rubber gloves, and black leather wrestling boots. Sandra’s wrestling record is nine wins and no defeats”, the referee said. Sandra climbed into the ring and stood in the blue corner. “Ladies two champions, one a wrestler, the other a boxer”, the referee announced as the two fighters glared at each other across the ring. “They are both undefeated champions”, the referee said. “However one of them will lose tonight, which one?”, she added. The crowd screamed back, “Boxer, .. boxer”. Others shouted, “The wrestler the Mersey mauler”.

“This will be a no holds barred battle of attrition”, the referee stated. “No Marquis of Queensbury rules tonight”, she added to the crowds delight. The referee moved back out of the centre of the ring. “OK ladies come out fighting”, she announced. The crowd went wild shouting and cheering for their preferred champion. Shouts of, “The Mersey mauler”, filled the arena. They were countered with the, “Megan the terror of the valleys”.

Megan danced into the centre of the ring to meet Sandra who came rushing out of her corner. Megan fired a couple of punches at Sandra’s head hitting her in the right eye and on the nose. Sandra’s assault wavered and she stumbled back pursued by the terror of the valleys. Megan fired another couple of punches into Sandra head connecting her right eye and left temple. A cut opened over Sandra’s right eye and blood started to run down her face. “First blood to Megan terror of the valleys”, the referee announced the screaming crowd.

Sandra felt the blood start to running down her face, and at the referee’s announcement flung herself angrily at Megan. Megan stifled Sandra’s attack with several punches to the Mersey maulers body. Sandra grunted as Megan’s fist slammed into her belly. She groaned as the terror of the valleys slammed a right cross into her left tit. Sandra staggered back groaning clutching her aching left breast. Megan stepped in and delivered an uppercut to Sandra’s chin. Sandra was sent flying backwards and landed heavily on her back. She lay there groaning on the canvas staring up at the dazzling lights.

First knock down to the Megan terror of the valleys”, the referee announced. The crowd cheered and booed loudly for their chosen champion. Shouts of, “Kill her, kill her”, and “Get up get up and fight you dumb bitch”, echoed round the arena. “OK you scouse bitch now I’m going to finish you off”, Megan said as she stood over her downed opponent. “Not tonight you Welsh bitch”, Sandra replied, She kicked out sweeping Megan’s legs from under her. Megan grunted as she dropped heavily to the ring.

Megan rolled onto her back slightly winded by the impact with the canvas. Megan knew if she lay there, she would be an easy target for the Mersey mauler, so she rolled over and started to get up. However Sandra was up like lighting and waiting for Megan as she scrambled to her knees. Sandra kicked Megan in the belly making her grunt. Megan’s knees and arms shook and nearly collapsed, but she just managed to stay on all fours. Sandra kicked Megan in the side of the head sending the terror of the valleys sprawling on her face.

Sandra dropped down driving her elbow between Megan’s shoulder blades. Megan gasped her back stiffening in pain. “Like that bitch you can hand it out all right”, Sandra said. “But can you take it?”, she asked. “I can take anything you’ve got you scouse pig”, Megan snapped. “Oh yeah well taffy I’ve got plenty”, Sandra replied. “Right now I’ve got you”, she added. Sandra grabbed Megan’s right arm and bent it cruelly up behind her back making Megan groan loudly. “Go on break it, break her arm”, the crowd shouted. “OK now to roll you over and maul your tits”, Sandra said keeping the hammerlock on and rolling Megan over.

As Megan rolled over she swung her left glove and connected with Sandra’s right eye. Sandra gasped as the jab caught her in the right eye opening the cut up some more. She let go of Megan’s’ right arm and tried to defend herself. Megan twisted right over and fired a left punch at Sandra’s head. Sandra managed to block it with her hands, Unfortunately Megan’s hard right punch got through slamming into Sandra’s mouth and splitting her bottom lip. “You haven’t got me yet bitch”, Megan sneered. She fired another punch catching Sandra on the side of the head as she tried to escape.

Sandra was knocked to the canvas allowing Megan enough time to get up, by the time Sandra was on her feet Megan was waiting for her. “OK come let me show that boxing is the champion sport”, Megan said beckoning Sandra on with her gloves. “Only in your dreams taffy”, Sandra snapped as she leapt at Megan hand reaching for Megan’s breasts. Megan fired a left right combination at Sandra head hoping to stop her.

The left caught Sandra’s right eye opening the cut some more. The right slammed hard into Sandra’s nose making her grunt. Sandra could feel the blood start to seep from her nose however she just pushed the thought aside and pressed forward. Sandra was hurt by the two quick punches but wasn’t going to let them stop her. She lunged forward grabbing Megan’s breasts with her rubber gloved hands. Megan groaned as Sandra grabbed her breasts and squeezed them hard. Megan tried to punch Sandra but she was too close. Megan was unable to swing her arms enough to land an effective punch. “Now taffy you were saying about boxing”, Sandra sneered as she worked on Megan’s breasts.

Megan’s groans turned to gasps as Sandra worked on her breast cruelly squeezing and twisting them. “Yes go on twist her tits off, twist her tits off”, Sandra supporters shouted. Sandra didn’t need any encouragement she really went to work on Megan’s tits. Megan clawed at Sandra hand trying to prise them of her bruised and aching breasts. Unfortunately her gloves stopped her from getting a good grip on Sandra’s rubber gloved hands. Clumsy leather claws formed by Megan’s boxing gloves just kept slipping off the smooth rubber of Megan’s gloves. All the time Sandra kept twisting and squeezing Megan tits.

“Huh not so cocky now your not dishing it out taffy”, Sandra quipped. “Don’t worry about me I’m fine I’ll soon sought you out you scouse bitch”, Megan retorted. “I’m not worried about you any more, your history along with you so called noble sport”, Sandra stated. Megan knew Sandra was right despite her brave words Megan knew she had to do something or lose.

Unable to use her fists or to punch Sandra or her hands to pull Sandra’s hands of her tits, Megan decided to change tactics. Megan pulled back her head and slammed it into the centre of Sandra’ forehead. Sandra grunted as the terror of the valleys nutted her. She saw stars for a few seconds then her eyes cleared. Sandra let go of Megan’s breasts and glared angrily at her. “So you like to play rough then taffy”, Sandra stated. “Well two can play at that game”, she added.

Sandra grabbed Megan’s sore bruised tits again squeezing them hard. Megan groaned as Sandra worked on her aching tits making her squirm in agony. “Well bitch you wanted it tough, so here it is”, Sandra sneered. She brought her knee up hard into Megan’s crotch. Megan gasped in agony and her body went rigid as agony exploded in her groin. “Like that bitch?”, Sandra asked as she drove another hard knee into Megan’s crotch. The second vicious knee cut Megan’s cunt lip and blood started to run down her legs from her sex. The crowd cheered and screamed in delight when they noticed Megan’s fanny blood.

Megan struggled to stay on her feet as agony tore through her body. All the time Sandra kept crushing and twisting Megan’s aching breasts. In the end it was too much and Megan’s legs gave way. She dropped to the canvas and lay on her back holding her bruised and aching breasts. “Huh so much for the great boxing champ”, Sandra sneered as Megan lay there trying to recover. “Get up and fight you bastard”, A rich member in the front row shouted. “I’ve got £2000 on you, you stupid cunt get up”, she added scornfully. “Well bitch are you going to get up?”, Sandra asked glaring down at Megan. “Or do I come down there and finish you off”, Sandra added.

Spurred on by the shouts and taunts from the crowd and Sandra’s gibes, Megan tried t get up. She managed to raise herself a few inches off the canvas before dropping back down with a groan. “OK taffy here I come”, Sandra said. She dropped down beside Megan. Sandra lay her body astride Megan‘s right leg to hold her down. She grabbed Megan’s right tit with her left hand making Megan gasp as she squeezed Megan’s aching tit. Sandra forced four fingers of her gloved hand brutally into Megan’s cunt. Megan screamed as Sandra forced most of her hand into her cunt. Sandra’s hand split Megan’s cunt and blood started to pour onto the canvas. “Ohh my cunt,....... ohh god”, Megan groaned pressing her gloved hand against Sandra’s head and trying to push her away.

No way bitch I’m going to rip your cunt apart”, Sandra said forcing her hand deeper into Megan’s sex. Megan shuddered in agony and started to edge backwards in an attempt to escape Sandra’s brutal attack. “Your going nowhere bitch not until I’ve ruined your cunt”, Sandra said as she crawled after Megan still forcing her hand into Megan’s cunt. Megan fired several punches into Sandra’s face open the cut above her eye and making her nose bleed more. However Sandra wouldn’t stop she kept ramming her gloved hand brutally into Megan’s bleeding torn sex. The crowd screamed almost in hysteria as the two women battled it out blood pouring off their battered and bruised bodies.

Megan inched her body backwards into the corner and with a supreme effort managed to pull herself up into a kneeling position with the help of the ropes. She knelt there on one knee firing punches into Sandra’s face. Sandra had managed to force her full hand all the way into Megan’s cunt cruelly splitting Megan’s sex and starting the blood pouring onto the canvas. “Force it up higher”, an excited member shouted, as she watched, Sandra’s hand slowly disappear into Megan’s bloody torn sex. “Got you now you Welsh scrubber”, Sandra snapped as she started to work her thumb round inside Megan’s’ cunt.  

Megan shuddered and gasped weakly, her legs nearly giving way as a result of Sandra’s attentions to her sex. “Twist your hand inside her”, the excited ring side member shouted. “Stab her with your thumb, lets see her blood”, she added. “Ohh stop,.. stop,.... my cunt”, Megan groaned. “Never your mine, your history taffy”, Sandra replied. She gouged Megan’s sex with her hand even more making it bleed harder. “Ohhhh, fuck stop it,.......... stop it”, Megan groaned firing punch into Sandra’s face. Sandra grunted but didn’t stop fisting Megan’s cunt. “Ohhhh fuck no,........ noooooooo”, Megan gasped shuddering in agony. “Yes your mine, your history bitch”, Sandra said triumphantly.

Megan knew she was finished unless she did something to get Sandra’s hand out of her torn bleeding cunt. Megan couldn’t pull Sandra’s hand out of her cunt, her boxing gloves would let her grip Sandra’s arm properly. “Go finish her, finish her”, the crowd shouted egging Sandra on. “Yes split her fanny ruin her for life”, the excited ring side member added hoarsely. With these shouts and taunts ringing in her ears Megan decided to act before it was too late.

In desperation, Megan pulled her right arm all the way back and sent slamming into Sandra’s face. Megan’s right glove slammed into Sandra’s already spilt and bruised nose. It connected with a solid crunching sound and the punch broke Sandra’s nose. “Get down and stay down you bastard”, Megan spat as she landed the bone crunching punch. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, Sandra grunted as the punch snapped her head right round. The punch rattled Sandra’s brain making her head spin wildly. Sandra’s nose just exploded and dark blood poured down her face.

Sandra’s eyes rolled in their sockets and she just slipped to the ring and rolled onto her back. Sandra’s head flopped to the side and blood continued to pour from her broken nose onto the canvas even though she was completely KO’d. Sandra never moved all through the ten count by the referee. The referee’s count was drowned out by the excited shouts and screams of the crowd. Megan’s head span when she tried to stand up. She fell back onto the corner ropes and settled onto the stool her corner hastily slipped underneath her.

The bastard deserved to be put in hospital, she hurt my cunt bad, Megan thought as she stared at her fallen and defeated opponent. Megan didn’t feel any sympathy for the Mersey mauler, even though her injuries looked quite bad. Megan watched the medical team carry the Mersey mauler out of the ring on a stretcher. It was still a few more minutes before she could find the strength to stand. All the time her corner had been working on her cuts and bruises. When she did finally manage to stand the crowd cheered loudly. “Ladies the winner and champion boxer Megan the terror of the valleys”, the referee said holding Megan’s arm up in the air. Sandra bowed to the crowd and was help out of the ring and back to the dressing rooms.

That’s all for tonight Ladies. I hoped you enjoyed the bouts”, the referee announced. “Some of you will be going home now we hope to see you next week when we have some more exciting bouts”, the referee continued. “Don’t forget the lovers special featuring the sunshine girls”, she added. “Some of you I know have some unfinished business to attend to the settling of bets I believe”, The referee said with a wide grin. She watched the winners herding the losers into the private rooms to pay the forfeits for losing their bets.

Jane and Lucy watched both matches from the side of the ring growing more excited as injuries and blood flow multiplied. “Ohh this is exciting so hot I’m hardly able to control my sopping fanny”, Jane said. She was watching the Mersey mauler fisting the terror of the valleys cunt. The stream of fanny blood was particularly exciting. “Yes it is one hell of a fight so arousing”, Lucy her friend agreed. They were both sweating with excitement hands roaming over each others bodies.

They were both destined to fight a special lovers match on next months card. The club often featured lovers matches pitting one lover against the other. The members expecting and accepting nothing less than an all out brutal fight to the finish. This match was special because it was going to be held in front of specially invited guests. The special guests were a sister club from Oslo in Sweden. The match was billed as the battle of the sunshine girls. As that’s what the other members called Lucy and Jane. The battle was on next months card but in fact it was only a week away.

Their mouths met in a long sensual kiss as they watched Megan land the winning punch. Their tongues battled as Sandra slipped to the ring and lay on her back. The long sexy tongue fight lasted all the way through the referee’s count. They finally parted with a gasp for breath as the referee counted ten. “Lets go Jane this one’s not going to wake up for hours”, Lucy said breathlessly. She led Jane away to one of the private rooms for a hot sexy wrestle of their own. They didn’t see or hear the referee announced the terror of the valley the winner. Also they didn’t see the losers in the crowd suffer the penalties and forfeits agreed in their bets. The arena was filled with the gasped and moans of the losers were fucked and sucked mercilessly by the winners.  

This a the start of a longer female celebrity fight story it has many graphic colour illustrations by the artist Hugh Lang see several more bloody  and brutal female latex rubber fights.  Full version featuring the full fight is available from battle annals www.battle-annals.co.uk

Cover of ebony v ivory part 1 available from battle annals

 

Extract from the female v female illustrated wrestling storybook ebony v ivory part 1, illustrations by JG, available from battle-annals http://www.battle-annals.co.uk/jg-artist-female-v-female-fighting-stories-page/

 

Ebony v Ivory (Part 1) Meryl and Janet’s First Cat fight.

This is the first part an account of three sexy tough wrestling matches between Meryl an Amazonian white female wrestler, and Janet a slightly smaller black female wrestler. Meryl considered herself to be a champion female wrestler as she had never been defeated although she had fought many bouts. She considered herself a good wrestler she has a strong slim muscular frame and a large bust 40 to 42”s. Meryl had blond hair and a nice tanned skin. She had the looks of a blond bombshell. Meryl was tall 5’ 10”s of sexy all woman wrestler. Some of her past conquests may be known to many of you she names Rita and Sonia as notches on her wining score card not easy wrestlers to beat in any bodies estimations.

Janet on the other hand is shorter slimmer, more shapely than muscular. However she is still a good wrestler with numerous wins under her belt in the apartment wrestling scene five to be exact. Janet had a much smaller bust than Meryl, however she has unusually large nipples that looked even larger with her small breasts. She stood 5’1 compared to Meryl’s 5’10.

The match came about and was set up by Brian of Nottingham who is involved with an amateur wrestling club. Brian had known Meryl for a long time and also knew Janet and her husband Robert. It was Janet’s husband Robert who instigated the whole affair in the first place. Robert had an affection for watching dominant women wrestling and soundly defeating another woman wrestler. Robert had a love for seeing one woman going to town on another. He had watched Janet do this to five other women.

Robert heard and read about Meryl’s exploits and contacted Brian’s club in the hope of contacting Meryl through Brian. After talking his ideas over with Brian Robert offered a challenge for Meryl to meet his wife knowing that Meryl had if not a dislike of coloured woman wrestlers, not the full measure of respect. Meryl seemed to think that all coloured women wrestlers had a chip on their shoulders. Not that it really worried Meryl, she knew she had the capability to knock it off if necessary.

Brian passed on Robert and Janet’s challenge to Meryl who readily accepted. Robert arranged for Brian and Meryl to visit Janet and himself at their home in Leicester. Brian and Meryl travelled down on the agreed evening to Leicester. Robert welcomed Brian and Meryl and showed them into the lounge. Janet was sitting on a sofa the only piece of furniture that hadn’t’ been stack neatly to one side. The rest of the lounge was covered in matting for the forth coming all female wrestling match. Robert introduced his wife Janet to Brian and Meryl.

Janet and Meryl were courteous but from the looks on their faces it was clear they were eager to get to grips. Meryl had talked a long time in the car to Brian as they travelled down telling Brian what she was going to do to Janet. She told him how she was going to enjoy defeating and humbling another coloured female wrestler. With theses thoughts in mind and the two women’s obvious enthusiasm Brian knew it was going to be on tough sexy exciting cat fight.

The rules were discussed over a cup of coffee. Meryl insisted on the rules she always used when wrestling. The ending would be a nude full face sitting for the loser. “That means I’m going to be sitting naked on your face Janet”, Meryl stated. “You hope you will, you mean”, Janet replied. “No, I know I will”, Meryl said. With the rules agreed the women got changed. Robert announced he would be referee. He stripped down to a brief white thong that contrasted well with his darker skin.

Brian thought Robert looked a big guy when he was fully clothed. Now virtually naked Brian knew Robert was a big guy in more ways than one. It was not only his 6’ height and muscular body that was impressive. Robert’s brief white pouch did little to conceal the prominent bulge of his manhood. He looked one well-built solid guy. Brian’s gaze didn’t stay long on Robert he had two stunning women to look at one black and one white. Meryl and Janet had just come back into the room. Janet wore a matching brief white thong. Meryl wore the tiny black leather G-string she always favoured. Brian spent a long time looking at Janet and Meryl’s bodies. He liked what he saw both women were naked save for their brief thongs. Meryl looked impressive in her tiny black G-string her tanned muscular body would excite anybody looking at it man or woman. Brian and Robert we certainly aroused by the sight of Meryl’s nearly naked beautiful body.

Janet looked very sexy in her tiny white thong not as large and muscular as Meryl but nice and shapely. The white of her thong contrasted nice with her dark skin adding the her attraction. “Welcome ladies I’m going to be the referee”, Robert said. “Please take your places”, he added. Meryl moved to one end of the mat and Janet made her way to the opposite end. Brian sat down on the sofa and made himself comfortable to watch what he hoped would be a long tough exciting cat fight.

“OK ladies the rules are quite simply its NHB with the winner giving the loser a full naked face sitting”, Robert stated. “I’m here to make sure even thought its NHB that nothing too serious occurs”, Robert added. “Yes and also to be as close as possible to two grappling women “, Janet said. “I bet he does”, Meryl quipped. “I hear you like seeing one woman best and humiliate another to dominate her”, Meryl said. “Yes I suppose I do”, Robert replied smiling. “Well this time your going to see your wife dominated by not dominating her opponent”, Meryl said. “OK ladies wrestle on”, Robert said stepping back. Robert’s thong was now even tighter a fit after Meryl’s words to him.

Janet and Meryl came together they locked arms and started struggling to test each others strength. Meryl was taller and larger than Janet and had the double advantage of strength and height. Meryl smiled as she slowly forced Janet back across the mats. Janet resisted as hard as she could but Meryl was stronger and heavier than her. Janet was forced to give ground despite her best efforts to stop it. Quick as lightning Meryl thigh tossed Janet to the floor. Janet rolled over and got back up only to be thigh tossed again. She grunted as she hit the mats a second time.

Janet got up quickly straight into a headlock. Meryl had been waiting and grabbed Janet’s head as she got up. Meryl crushed Janet’s head with her arm forcing it down to her waist. Meryl kept Janet in this bent over position while she crushed and twisted her head. Janet grunted as Meryl went to work on her head. Meryl snapped and jerked Janet’s head forcing her lower until she was on her knees. In one fluid movement Meryl forced Janet right down to the mats she knelt beside Janet still viciously applying the headlock. Janet groaned clawing at Meryl’s arms trying to free her head.

Meryl let go of Janet’s head and climbed onto Janet’s back. She forced Janet’s head down into the mats grinding Janet’s face into the soft padding. Meryl grabbed Janet’s arms and forced them behind her back. She pressed both of Janet’s arms up her back in a cruel hammerlock. Janet groaned as her arms muscles and shoulders joints were strained by the painful double hammerlock

“How’s that woman painful enough for you?”, Meryl asked. “Yes”, groaned Janet in reply. “Good because there’s plenty more of it to spare bitch”, Meryl said. She forced Janet’s arms higher making her groan louder.

Robert noted a hint of worry in his wife’s voice that he hadn’t heard before and it excited him. She was used to winning not losing. He liked seeing his wife beat other women but the thought of seeing her beaten seemed equally if not even more exciting.

“Well Janet want to say something to me?”, Meryl asked. Meryl forced Janet’s arms higher up hr back making the coloured woman groan. “You sure you don’t want to give Janet?”, Meryl asked again. “No way not yet I don’t give that easily”, Janet replied. “Against me you will Janet believe me”, Meryl said. Meryl forced her legs between Janet’s legs and applied a grapevine. Meryl opened her legs spreading Janet’s legs wide. Janet groaned as the grapevine spread her legs wide.

Meryl didn’t stop until Janet’s legs were spread wide art making her gasp in agony. “How’s that Janet ready to give to me yet or do you need more persuasion?”, Meryl asked. Meryl jerked her legs forcing Janet’s legs wider while pressing Janet’s arms higher as well. “You really sure woman?”, Meryl, asked jerking Janet’s legs apart even more. “Ohh god my groin shit, shit my arms”, Janet moaned. The cruel double assault on Janet’s arms and legs was starting to get to her.

Meryl grunted and forced her legs apart spreading Janet’s thighs wide, she held Janet gasping in this painful position while forcing her arms higher. “Argh shit no, ohh, ooh shit”, Janet groaned. Robert watching intently concentrating on Janet’s contorted face. Seeing his wife suffering helplessly was very exciting his cock was starting to stretch the small white G-string he was wearing. Brian was enjoying Janet’s suffering as well sporting signs of his own arousal.

“OK, OK, I give, I give get off me”, Janet gasped. “Yes first submission to me”, Meryl said. She released Janet’s arms and legs, then sat up. She stayed seated on Janet’s back with her coloured opponent moaning softly underneath her trying to recover. Meryl gave Brian and Robert a short display of her muscles. Posing for them flexing her biceps and shoulders. “Yes, the champ the first one of many”, Meryl said. “You’ve taken on the wrong wrestler this time Janet and your going to pay for it”, Meryl added.

Meryl got up and moved to the edge of the mats and waited for Janet to get up. Janet groaned and climbed to her feet. The instant Janet was fully to her feet Meryl moved in. Meryl closed in swiftly and grabbing Janet’s right arm and locked it up behind Janet’s back. Meryl forced Janet’s head down to waist level and started to fire knee lifts up into Janet’s body. Janet grunted as the knee lifts hammered her stomach connecting with her tensed muscles.

“How’s this feel Janet?”, Meryl asked. “I like hammering my opponents, punishing them making them weaker”, she added. She fired more knee lifts into Janet’s belly as she spoke. Meryl used her right arm to forearm smash Janet’s bent back. As each blow connected Janet’s knees shook and she sank lower. Janet was knocked up and down by knee and forearm. She groaned gritting her teeth as Meryl continued her weakening assault.

Meryl stepped back and let Janet’s body slump to the mats. Janet lay groaning face down trying to recover some breath, the knees to the chest and belly had winded Janet. Meryl knelt down beside Janet and grabbed her legs. She pulled Janet’s legs back towards her head. Janet groaned as Meryl applied a double leg press. Meryl crossed Janet’s legs over to allow her to apply the leg press more effectively. Meryl pulled hard on Janet’s crossed over legs really applying the leg press.Janet gasped in agony as Meryl slowly increased the pressure pulling harder and harder on Janet’s crossed over straining legs. Meryl pulled harder actually leaning right back putting all her considerable strength and every ounce of her body weight behind the leg press.

Janet screamed as the pressure was piled on. Janet’s legs were forced further and further back. They were being crushed hard into the backs of her thighs and buttocks. Brian could see the ham springs and veins sticking out on Janet’s strained crushed legs. He knew she was being put through the mill by Meryl. “Ready to give again yet Janet”, Meryl asked. “No, no way”, Janet croaked in reply. Her answer didn’t even convince herself. ”Well lets see about that now”. Meryl said. Meryl was quickly on her feet and pressing down on Janet’s legs before Janet even realised she had moved.

Meryl used her legs to keep Janet’s legs pressed into her buttocks. Meryl reached forward and grabbed hold of Janet’s arms by the wrists. Janet sensed her danger as she felt Meryl grab her wrists. She tried to pull free but she was too slow. Meryl smiled as she pulled Janet’s arms back behind her trapping Janet in a surfboard. Meryl tugged on Janet’s arms while pressing down on Janet’s legs. The surf board allowed Meryl to pressure all four of Janet’s trapped limbs.

“Well bitch ready to give yet?”, Meryl asked . She tugged viciously in Janet’s arms making her scream. It only took two more tugs like that before Janet was forced to scream out her submission. Meryl didn’t release Janet’s arms and legs even though she had submitted. Meryl kept the cruel hold on making Janet suffer until Robert asked her to let Janet up. Even Robert was slow in coming to his wife’s rescue. He had been enjoying seeing her suffer too much.

Brian knew if he had been referee he wouldn’t have ordered Meryl off. No way she had Janet in too exciting a hold to have it released prematurely. Meryl let go of Janet’s arms and legs. She walked back and squatted on the side of the mats. Janet lay groaning trying to ease the aches in her shoulder joints. Both women were covered in light sheen of perspiration. Meryl was from the exertion of putting Janet through the mill. Janet’s was due to her suffering at the hands of Meryl.

Janet got to her feet and Meryl stood up. Robert stepped between the Janet and Meryl holding up his hands. “Ready to continue love?”, Robert asked. Janet nodded and he stepped back from between them. Janet leapt at Meryl trying to catch her off guard and take the fight to her. Meryl simply turned to the side and thigh tossed Janet to the mats. Janet rolled out of the thigh toss and up onto her feet. Only to be thigh tossed again. She rolled sideways only just in time. Meryl’s foot slammed into the mats where Janet’s lower back had been a split second before.

Janet stood up and backed away from Meryl as she came forward. Meryl raised her hands above her head signalling she wanted to go for a test of strength. Janet’s reluctantly raised her own hands above her head. Meryl and Janet locked fingers, then started to struggle. They both pushed forward as hard as they could. Janet realised that Meryl was stronger than her almost instantly. As Janet was slowly forced back she knew she was in trouble.

Meryl pushed Janet back three or four steps. Meryl forced Janet’s hands high above her head and slightly over her back. Janet’s belly was left completely exposed by he wide open slightly over balanced position. Meryl drove her knee hard up into the centre of Janet’s wide-open belly. Janet groaned loudly and collapsed to her knees. Meryl let go of Janet’s arms and slipped behind her. Meryl trapped Janet in a chokehold and pulled her down onto her knee. Janet gasped as Meryl forced her down into an across the knee back breaker.

Meryl had her right forearm across Janet’s thighs pressing them down. Her left hand was clasping Janet’s chin and forcing Janet’s head down to the mats over her knee. Meryl had Janet bent right over her knee in a very painful cross knee back breaker. Meryl pressed down with both hands putting even more pressure of Janet’s painfully bent spine. “OK Janet ready to give to me again?”, Meryl asked. “No way, no way”, Janet replied through clenched teeth. “You sure about that bitch?”, Meryl as pressing down hard with both arms making Janet scream in pain. “Come Janet give to me you know you want to”, Meryl said. “Fuck off you big fat slut”, Janet replied.

“Still got some fight then bitch well we can soon fix that”, Meryl said. She grabbed Janet between the legs and cruelly clawed and crushed her crotch. “How’s this then still reckon your not going to submit?”, Meryl asked. “Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek, oh, no, noooooooooooooo”, Janet screamed as Meryl tortured and abused her fanny. “Come on bitch give it up, its only a matter of time”, Meryl demanded. “We both know it”, she added. Meryl pressed down hard on Janet’s chin adding more painful pressure to Janet’s acutely bent back. While she wickedly clawed Janet’s sex with her long nails. “Ooooooooooooooh, arrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh, eh, shittttttttttttttt”, Janet gasped. She thrashed about bent cruelly over Meryl’s knee lost in the throws of agony.

Brian wiped the sweat from his brow this fight was turning into one tough, very exciting, very sexy cat fight. Robert watched intently as Meryl made his wife suffer, seeming to savour every moment of Janet’s suffering. His cock was now much harder filling his small thong. A small damp patch was visible halfway down the bulging thong, another testament to Robert’s excitement. Brian watched Robert bend down and place his face next to Janet’s. “You OK or do you want to give?”, he asked. “Ohh, ..., eh,.. I,.. I.., I’m, OK”, Janet gasped. Noting Janet’s reply, Robert straightened up and stepped back.

“But your not OK Janet, your finished your going to give up aren’t you?”. Meryl asked. As she worked on Janet’s sex and pressed down harder on her chin. “Ohhhhh, no, oh shit no, no, n, no, nooooooo”, Janet gasped. “See Robert your wife is finished she just won’t admit it”, Meryl said. Meryl continued to work on Janet making her gasp and groan. “Well bitch ready to give again yet?”, Meryl asked. She grabbed hold of Janet’s pubic hairs and cruelly tugged them making Janet scream.

Janet hung on desperately, trying to deny the obvious. Brian and Robert knew even if she didn’t want to admit it she was finished. “Come give it up I can keep this up all night bitch”, Meryl said. As she continued to make Janet suffer with the crotch claw and over knee back breaker. “Ohhhh, ohhhh, no, oh shit ohhhhhhhhh”, Janet moaned helplessly. “Do you think you can take this all night I can dish it out you know”, Meryl stated. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, noooo, ohhhhhhhhhhh, nnnnnooooo, no, nooooooo”, Janet gasped weakly.

“Oh good I’m glad you won’t give I like making you suffer, its fun”, Meryl said. Meryl continued her assault on Janet savouring every moment of pain, loving every gasp or moan she forced from Janet’s mouth. Robert watched transfixed as Janet his wife was put through the wringer by Meryl. The out line of Robert’s large excited cock was now clearly visible through his white thong. Brian’s own crotch was now much more prominent, the boy’s excitement was rising with the tension of the match.

Meryl slipped her hand inside Janet’s white g-string and started to work on Janet’s’ naked sex. “Got you know bitch I think I’m going to make you come as well as give”, Meryl stated. Her hands clawed Janet’s cunt, she slipped her fingers in and teased Janet’s clitoris. “Yes bitch, oh yes, its NHB remember”, Meryl stated.

Violent shudders ran through Janet’s body as Meryl worked on her fanny. Ohhhhh, god no, no, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, shit, no, no, yes, yes, I give I give”, Janet gasped. “That’s three nil to me so far Janet”, Meryl said. She didn’t release Janet she just kept on working on Janet’s sex. “Oh please, please, I said I give”, Janet pleaded. “OK that’s enough you’ve got the point let her up now”, Robert said. Brian and Meryl both knew Robert’s intervention was slow again. He obviously liked seeing his wife suffer as much if not more than seeing her make another woman suffer.

This a the start of a longer female celebrity fight story it has several black and white illustrations by the artist JG see how Meryl continued her dominance and abuse of Janet to defeat her completely. Full version featuring the full fight is available from www.battle-annals.co.uk