Lord ﹠ Lady Darcy's Fight Club

PART ONE – THE DEBUT OF TESSA AT THE FIGHT CLUB

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm kinda just getting into the zone now. The match before our big main event on Saturday Night Slam is just starting off and I'm hanging around backstage in my ring attire when I see Lord Darcy approach. I pop out my headphones and smile at him as he seems to be playing nice. "Oh hey... yeah I'm just getting ready now. What about you? Ready to go?"

Lord_Darcy: I see you waiting backstage and walk over... "Tessa, sweetheart... ready for your match tonight?..." I ask you innocently...

Lady_Darcy: I see my husband talking to you backstage and strut over to you both, dressed in my faux fur and earrings, I stand on the other side of you from my husband... "Tessa, darling... you're looking great tonight, already for your debut in Lord & Lady Darcy's Fight Club?" I ask, smiling at you, before running my hand softly down your cheek...

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm chatting away with Lord Darcy when his good Lady joins him standing on the other side of me and both of you seem to be pretty friendly. "Why thank you!" I say looking down at my ring attire but getting caught slightly off guard by her hand running softly down my cheek. I gush a little and let out a nervous laugh. "Haha. Yeah.. I'm really looking forward to it thank you." I grin and wink. "I'll try to bring your husband back to you in one piece."

Lord_Darcy: I put my hand on your shoulder and gently squeeze... "Tessa, I'm sure you'll put up a great performance... both my wife and I are greatly honored to have you appearing here... we both... ahem... admire... you greatly, both your physique, and your determination..." (Smiles at you though my mask)...

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm kinda loving the good feelings right now. It's not often opponents can be this welcoming although you both seem to be being extra nice to me. I don't think anything else of it even with the gentle squeeze on my shoulder. "Likewise. Honestly, it's so cool to be here and wrestling in front of your fans. You two are absolute legends around here so just to be in the ring with you is a privilege." I gush. "And I'm gonna give it everything I have out there!"

Lord_Darcy: When you say "And I'm gonna give it everything I have out there!" I let out a little snort of air... "Of course, you are, I am sure you always give... 100%... both in, and out, of the ring..." I look over at my wife... "Don't you agree sweetheart?..."

Lady_Darcy: I giggle a little at my husband’s comment... "Oh, I am... sure... that Tessa always gives 100%, don't you sweetie?..."

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm grinning like a kid in a candy shop as the two owners of the fight club are really giving me some super compliments. It all seems so friendly! I giggle a little and do a playful bicep flex while the Lord quickly address his Lady making me smile and blush a little bit feeling my cheeks colouring. "Aww haha guys that is so sweet of you both! Yeah, I'm always giving it 100%!" I feel pretty relaxed right now.

Lord_Darcy: I grin so widely you can see it through my mask... "I am very pleased to hear that Tessa... (I pause)... perhaps you'd like to join my wife and I post-match?... In our mansion?..." I look over at my wife...

Lady_Darcy: I put my arm around your trim, taut, muscled waist... "Absolutely, you'd be very welcome to... (smile)... join my husband and I for a post-match... umm... party?..."

Tessa_B1anchard: As Lady Darcy's hand slips around my waist, I suddenly realise or at least think I'm being hit on by the married couple. I blush for just a moment and flounder as I don't know what to make of it before giggling with red cheeks and tucking some hair behind my ear. "I ... umm ..." I flounder and almost can't believe I'm being flirted with. "I ... errr ... I mean that would be nice... you know... if the match goes well."

Lord_Darcy: I now gently run my hand down your cheek... "Oh, I'm sure the match will be tremendous... you are a great... performer..."

Tessa_B1anchard: You two have moved right in on me with Lady Darcy's hand on my lower back and the Lord's finger running gently down my cheek. I must be blushing like crazy and I'm not even thinking about the match right now. "I ... umm ... aha thank you." I say as I try to keep my smile from showing my internal panic and confusion at suddenly being hit on by you both right before a match with the invite of a "party" at your mansion afterwards. My pretty head is spinning.

Lady_Darcy: I squeeze your waist more tightly... "That's my girl Tessa... as my husband says... (smiles)... you're a tremendous performer... it'll be a great party... err... I mean, match..."

Tessa_B1anchard: I feel the tighter squeeze on my waist and gush a little bit more feeling a little more confident with the idea of you two taking me back to your mansion afterwards but still unsure of myself as this is a bit of a first. "I'm ... aha ... sure that it will be!" I reply with a nervous smile not entirely sure whether I'm talking about the match or the party now. I can hear loud music playing as the match before finishes.

Lord_Darcy: I also hear the sound of the bell... DING!!... DING!!... DING!!... and the music, from the previous match... I seem a little annoyed at being interrupted by it... "Ah, yes... I'm sure too!..." Looking at my wife, "Aren't you darling?..."

Lady_Darcy: I give a small snort of anger as I hear the bell and music, I look at my watch and growl... "That was quick... I expected much more of a fight out of them..." Then I look at you and a faux smile appears on my face... "But I have no doubt you'll put up a good fight... both now and, later,... won't you Tessa, sweetie?... Now come, chop, chop... time to get in that ring?..."

Tessa_B1anchard: The bell rings for the match before and you two tell me it's time to head to the ring. A producer for the show comes round the corner calling out. "Tessa you're up." I'm in a bit of a mess and look like I'm not sure what to do with myself. "I ... err... good luck, see you out there!" I blurt out before blushing and squeezing myself out from between the pair of you walking towards the gorilla position shaking my head after a moment. "Fucksake Tessa get it together." I mumble as my entrance music starts up...

Lady_Darcy: As you brush past me I give you a slap on your tight ass... "Good luck to you too Tessa... you're making a great start in the club!..." Then I head towards the curtains that separate us from the warehouse where the matches take place.

Lord_Darcy: I look at you smiling through my mask... "Absolutely... great start Tessa!..."

Lady_Darcy: I swagger out to the ring in the warehouse used for the matches in Lord & Lady Darcy's Fight club. I'm wearing my faux fur around my shoulders and my make-up and earrings...

Lady_Darcy: I look around at the crowd in tonight and smile... I hold up a microphone... "Hello darlings, and welcome to... LORD & LADY DARCY's FIGHT CLUB!!..."...

Lady_Darcy: I wait for the cheers, then continue... "Tonight we have a match that I am sure you're going to enjoy... Let me welcome to the ring someone we are extremely pleased to have appearing in the club’s ring... A SUPERSTAR OF THE WRESTLING RING... THE ONE... THE ONLY... TESSA... BLANCHARD!!!..."

The_Mangler: Whoooooo hoooooo Tessa

Tessa_B1anchard: As Lady Darcy introduces me to the ring my music starts up blaring out over the speakers for the cheering crowd.

I saunter out to the ring and stand with my back to the crowd swinging my hips from side to side before half turning winking over my shoulder and spinning with my arms held out wide.

I strut down to the ring before walking up the stairs wiping my boots on the apron and slipping inside. I stand in front of Lady Darcy facing her and hesitate for a moment looking a bit distracted before I swing my hips once more. I peel off my mask throwing another wink over my shoulder. I spin and face out to the crowd with my arms wide taking in the cheers before glancing over my shoulder at Lady Darcy.

The_Mangler: With my McEwans beer in hand I stand and cheer Tessa.

Lady_Darcy: I watch Tessa carefully as she makes her entrance, an admiring smile on my face... she climbs into the ring and the crowd cheers... I notice The_Mangler making an especially loud noise... After she has shown off to the crowd I walk over to Tessa and look her over from head to toe... then smile again... "It's great to have you here Tessa... and tonight, in appreciation, we have a... special... opponent for you... none other than the CO-OWNER of the CLUB.., please welcome... (I turn and point backstage)... LORD.... DARCY!!!!...."

Lord_Darcy: I strut out from backstage, dressed in my black and red mask, black trunks and boots, Lord Darcy, 5'7", 240lbs... I make my way along the row of fans looking to slap hands… until I come to @The_Mangler and then I make a deliberate show of avoiding his hand... I swagger to the ring steps, climb them and duck through the ropes... making my way to my corner I lean back against the ropes and carefully watch Tessa Blanchard.

The_Mangler: “DARCY SUCKS!... DARCY DUCKS!... DARCY SUCKS!”

Tessa_B1anchard: My eyebrows raise as I'm told my opponent will be none other than Lord Darcy himself! Turning away for a moment acting like I'm looking out at the crowd when really, I'm just trying to recompose. As he makes his entrance I turn back to the ramp and watch him coming out as I wait patiently in my corner. I bounce on my toes avoiding making eye contact with the Lord as he swaggers out and leans in his corner watching me. I finally get myself together and step out to the middle of the ring keen to make a good impression for these fans on my debut. I do a double bicep pose and talk a good game over the noise of the crowd before backing up a bit.

Lord_Darcy: I watch as you step out from your corner to the middle of the ring... admiring your physique and ring presence... despite my being distracted by some drunk in the crowd chanting “DARCY SUCKS!... DARCY SUCKS!”... I ignore the idiot and myself walk out to the middle of the ring, standing in front of you, I'm 2" taller than you and 100lbs+ heavier... but I know your reputation and I am not underestimating you... you show me a double bicep pose and I smile, impressed, ... I look at my wife, who is now quickly making her way out of the ring... I hold out my hand for you to shake... "Welcome to Lord &Lady Darcy's Fight Club..." I say...

The_Mangler: “DON'T DO IT TESSA HE'S AS BAD AS HIS BITCH WIFE. THEY CAN'T BE TRUSTED!!”

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm taking a back slightly by the offer to shake my hand, but you guys were rather... friendly… to me backstage as well so I'm not super surprised stepping forwards to the middle of the ring. I have lots of support from the crowd here today playing the friendly babyface and can hear Mangler in the crowd making lots of noise in support of me and against you. I clasp your hand giving you a friendly smile and a firm shake with my strong grip. "Thank you... good luck!"

The_Mangler: “Owwwwwwwwww...”

Lady_Darcy: I make my way towards the ropes and hear someone in the crowd yell... "HE'S AS BAD AS HIS BITCH WIFE"... I look around with an angry scowl on my face, looking to see who said that, wanting to make sure I get some revenge on them later on... I climb through the ropes and walk down the steps, I look around and see the handshake... I signal to the timekeeper... DING!!... DING!!... DING!!... the bell rings...

Mr_Heel: I lean back to enjoy the match with my arm round my lady wife.

Lord_Darcy: You take my hand and shake it... "Thank you.. good luck!" you say... the bell rings... DING!!.. DING!!... DING!!... and, clasping your hand tightly, I yank you towards me and send my left knee up towards your belly... "You're welcome!!..." I snarl...

Tessa_B1anchard: THWACK! Your fist drives into my abs as I'm yanked forwards into the cheap shot feeling your hand drive hard into me and I stumble doubling over and almost leaning on you. "OOOORRRAAAHHHH!" I shout with my eyes wide gasping as I stagger. "Agh that was cheap." I growl and look up at you hearing my fans boo at you!"

The_Mangler: “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”

Lord_Darcy: You stumble forward and double over from the impact of my blow into your muscled abs, almost leaning on my big belly and chest... I quickly twist around to your side, moving my hip up into your belly and hooking your arm with mine, looking to throw you over onto your back with a standing hip toss...  "As I said... welcome to the club sweetie!!..." I sneer at you...

Mrs_Heel: “WOOOOO YEAH KICK THAT TIGHT LITTLE ASS!!”

Tessa_B1anchard: I grunt as you start to transition into the hip toss, and I realise I need to get back into this match after a rocky start trying to shift my weight but you hold of me and swing me up and over throwing me onto my back. WHAM! The ring shakes! "Agggghhhhh!" I let out a short scream of pain arching my back for a moment before quickly rolling onto my stomach. I can feel a bit of a sore spot on my back from the impact but shift quickly and push up onto all fours glaring up at you.

The_Mangler: “C'MON TESSA DIG DEEP”. Looking around seeing some fans to the club I'm not familiar with, I nod my head at them.

Mrs_Heel: “Naaahh she's out of her league! SHOULD HAVE STAYED IN THE INDIES SWEETHEART!”

Lord_Darcy: I throw you over onto your back and you hit the ring with a loud thump... but you're tough and I know one throw is not going to stop you, you roll up onto all fours... that taut ass up in the air... I smile admiringly but then get back to business... I reach down and grab your silky, long, hair with two hands in order to haul you up to your feet, aiming to use my size advantage to simply manhandle you and throw you towards the ring ropes...

Lady_Darcy: I look over to see who is making all the noise... Whoa, I think to myself... that's an impressively built woman... I wonder if she wrestles.

Tessa_B1anchard: "Agh fuck!!" I shout with your hands grabbing my silking long black hair dragging me up onto one foot then the other. Wincing I reach up with both hands trying to pry your fingers out of my locks onto just get manhandled and thrown across the ring to the far ropes! I bounce off them with full momentum springing back towards you and unable to stop myself!

Lord_Darcy: I hurl you towards the ropes and then start to run after you, following you a few steps behind, waiting until you twist and hit the ropes on your back, bouncing off them, unable to stop yourself, your momentum carrying you back into the ring... straight towards my charging body, looking to smack into you with a body check, my big bellied form smacking straight into your muscled, taut, body...

Mrs_Heel: I smile and wave at Lady Darcy before returning my eyes to the ring.

Lady_Darcy: I see Mrs_Heel smile and wave at me and I return the smile and nod appreciatively in her direction.

The_Mangler: “TESSA!, TESSA!, TESSA!”

Tessa_B1anchard: My eyes go wide with horror as I see a Lord Darcy sized trunk rush me across the ring slamming into me and crushing me instantly down in front of him. The crowd winces as I'm run over slammed down instantly onto my back into a heap staring up at the lights looking dazed and unsure of where I am for a moment. Laying barely conscious at your feet…

After a moment or two I cough lifting my head in a stunned daze blinking a couple more times.

Mr_Heel: I scoff. "Tessa is in her natural position already then!"

The_Mangler: I draw my hands over my mask, concerned…

Lord_Darcy: There's a loud... SMACKKKK!!... of flesh on flesh as we collide and, given your 120lbs lighter, you come off worst... crashing down onto your back on the canvas... but as I said, you're tough, it was a crushing impact, but you cough, lift your head, and start to try and get up... you look dazed, stunned, but I've got to say I admire your spirit and guts... I'll need to beat that spirit out of you... again I reach down and grab your hair, looking to haul you unceremoniously up to your feet, so I can drop down, send one arm between your legs, cupping your cute butt, the other arm around your neck and shoulders so I can heave you up onto my big chest and then hurl you back down onto the canvas on your back in a bodyslam!...

Mrs_Heel: I loudly tease Lady Darcy. "IS YOUR HUBBY ALLOWED TO 'HANDLE' TESSA LIKE THAT?" referring to his hand on her butt.

Lady_Darcy: I let out a little snort of disappointment... "Come on Tessa... FIGHT BACK!..." I yell. Then I look at Mrs Heel and snort derisively at her as she tries to taunt me...

The_Mangler: Sitting back and laughing at the ‘ladies’.

Tessa_B1anchard: "Aarrgghhh damnit!" I curse feeling another big handful of hair dragging me upright and onto my feet. Wincing I reach trying to grab at your arms while I'm hauled up into the Lord's waiting arms lifted across his chest. "Shit! No!!" I wriggle around kicking my legs trying to get myself free before I get unceremoniously slammed down on the now rattling canvas! BOOOOMMM! "aaahhhh!" I clench my fists and arch right up hips to the ceiling my face screwed up in pain. Centre of the ring I arch flopping over onto my stomach and smacking a closed fist into the ring floor.

Lord_Darcy: I slam you down onto the canvas and you hit hard, arching up your hips, smacking the canvas and then rolling onto your stomach and again smacking the canvas in pain. An arrogant grin can be seen through my mask, and I turn and run towards the ropes, near to where The_Mangler is seated. My big belly, wobbling and the ring shaking as I run. I twist to hit the ropes with my back and bounce off, planning to use the momentum of the ropes to send me running back towards you so that I can jump into the air and splash down onto your back with my huge body...

Tessa_B1anchard: I feel the ring shaking and shake some hair of my face trying to push up one fist still clenched on the ring floor. Suddenly there is a big bounce before your 240 lbs body smashes down onto my back forcing me to scream out in pain getting flattened like one of Rosie Lottalove's pancakes onto the canvas! The ring bows deep in the middle bouncing violently while the audience gasps in shock!! I look cross-eyed for a moment staring off into space as I cough a few times looking a bit squished. "Ngh..."

The_Mangler: I shake my head, feeling for my friend.

Lord_Darcy: I fly through the air, my big body coming down like a sack of potatoes, onto your back... you scream and gasp from the impact, the ring shakes and bounces, you have a cross-eyed, dazed, stunned, look on your face... but gutsy-ly you claw at the canvas with your hands in some desperate effort to get out from under me... I laughingly snort at you... "Come on Tessa... you can do better than this" I taunt at you... I roll off of you and up to my feet... standing in front of you, looking down at you, beckoning with both hands for you to get up... "Come on Tessa... get up!..." I sneer...

Lady_Darcy: I shake my head and sigh... "Come on Tessa, don't let him bully you like this!..." I call out.

The_Mangler: “Yesss! Tessa! Come on, dig deep!”

Tessa_B1anchard: I cough a couple more times watching as you swagger round in front of me looking up at you with an angry glare not happy with how I've been bullied around.

I glance either side realising I'm a long way from the ropes, so I shift up and turn away trying to create a bit of distance. Grimacing from the pain but looking determined I crawl away from you slowly getting close to the corner and reaching for the ropes...

The_Mangler: I'm actually agreeing with Lady Darcy.

Mr_Heel: I wolf whistle at Tessa as she crawls along getting a good view of that sexy ass from where we're sitting.

Lord_Darcy: I watch you pushing up onto your hands and knees and then crawl, slowly and painfully, towards the corner... reaching out, desperately with your hands for the ropes to pull yourself up... arrogantly, confidently, I follow you, not too quickly, I don't want to catch you... just to watch you struggling... then, when you get to the corner and reach out to the ropes I make my move... quickly I reach down and grab your ankles to roughly pull you, haul you, back away from the corner and into the middle of the ring... I stand on the back of your calves, and reach down to hook your feet around my calves...

Tessa_B1anchard: "Ahh!" I blurt out feeling myself suddenly yanked away from the corner landing with a thud on my stomach being dragged to the middle of the ring. I lay there prone about to try and get away only to feet you stand on the backs of my legs gasping in pain as you do. You hook my feet in front of your meaty calves and I'm searching around with wide eyes reaching around trying to get to anything, but I'm pinned and smack in the middle of the ring!!

Mr_Heel: "YEAH TESSA'S GONNA GO FOR A RIDE!!"

Lord_Darcy: As I stand on your calves you look around and desperately start to thrash with your arms, trying to reach the ropes perhaps, the ropes that are so far away, I bend forward and reach out to grab your arms at your wrists with my hands... looking to then rock backwards, falling onto my back, using my weight to easily pull your smaller body up above me in a... CEILING HOLD... your tight, muscled, trim, body being suspended in an arch above me...

The_Mangler: Looking on in horror at the display......

Tessa_B1anchard: You take one wrist then the other despite my best efforts to resist and hold them back behind me which is painful enough as it is. "Aghh.." I groan out then you start to rock backwards before falling back lifting me high up into the air above you. I feel my muscular body arch and stretch forcing a big scream of pain from my lungs. "Aaaaahhhh!!" Starting to writhe around in pain feeling all my strong muscles bulging and stretching shaking my head with long black hair bouncing around!!

Lady_Darcy: I grimace as I see Tessa lifted up into the ceiling hold... I sigh and shake my head...

Mr_Heel: I sit up in my seat, enjoying the impressive hold and view.

Lord_Darcy: As I lift you up above me you start to scream loudly, struggling, writhing, as I bend your back, pulling on your arms, pushing my legs up... "Come on Tessa sweetie... squeal for me... squeal for me!..." I taunt...

Tessa_B1anchard: You push your legs up bending my arms back and bowing my body forcing all my back muscles and glutes to tighten up giving you a good view of my powerful frame. I lift my head up letting everyone see my grimace looking around at my stretched body and the ropes unable to get out. I drop my head back squealing in pain just like you wanted writhing around some more. "Aaaahhhhh!!"

Lord_Darcy: I let out a laugh as I hear you screaming in pain... "Come on Tessa... LOUDER... I can't hear you!..." I taunt again...

Tessa_B1anchard: I grit my teeth barely able to cope with this agony I'm being put through feeling my muscles stretch and bend even more. I hear you taunting me as I squeal in pain desperate to squirm free and avoid the inevitable. I shake my head eyes closed teeth gritted doing everything I can not to tap out feeling my muscles and limbs are on fire! "Rrrrrrrhhhhhhh!!" Teeth grinding as I hang on as long as I can!!

Lord_Darcy: You squeal loudly, but you don't submit... I let out a loud growl of annoyance...  "Come on bitch, squeal!!,,, SQUEAL!!... SUBMIT!!..." I snarl... I start to slowly pump my arms and legs, bouncing you up and down, adding, then releasing, pressure on your back... "COME ON!!... COME ON!!..." I snarl...

Tessa_B1anchard: "rrrrrhhhhh!!" I squeal through gritted teeth hearing you yell in frustration but realising that I can't outlast you. When you bounce my body up and down it increases the pressure sending spasms of pain in my body pushing me past my breaking point. The glass shatters as I finally break. "Agggghhh fuck!!" I have no choice but to tap out using my right hand to slap repeatedly on your wrist while you hold me up there. Taptaptaptaptaptaptap as the bell rings out to sound my defeat…

Lady_Darcy: As I hear Tessa yell out that she taps I signal to the timekeeper for the bell... DING!!... DING!!... DING!!

Mrs_Heel: "WOOO THATS IT TESSA TAP OUT LIKE A LITTLE BITCH!!"

Lord_Darcy: The bell rings and I... continue slowly pumping my arms and legs... laughing I call out... "Tessa, Tessa,... they like the sound you're making... give them some more!!..."

Mr_Heel: "DAMN RIGHT WE DO! YOU SOUND HOT WHEN YOU SQUEAL TESSA!!!"

Tessa_B1anchard: "AAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!" You don't release the hold despite my desperate submissions continuing to punish my helpless body. I'm not even struggling now as I'm in too much pain feeling it clouding my mind still slapping your wrist over and over taptaptaptaptap on your arm while some in the crowd are even enjoying seeing me suffer hearing my screams of pain! "AAAAHHHH!!!"

Lord_Darcy: I sigh and then laugh as you continue to try and tap out... "Not good enough Tessa... not good enough!!... LOUDER... LOUDER!!..." I taunt...

Tessa_B1anchard: "AAAAHHHH!!" I squeal louder feeling you work and punish my body in this brutal hold feeling incredible pain. "FUUUCCCKKK I fucking give up!!!" I curse loudly all the audience hearing it while I'm being tortured my hands opening up a bit fingers shaking in pain digging them into your wrists as I suffer. My muscles are burning from the stretch and bend my feet trying to ease the pain of my legs pressed onto your calves my back in total agony! I struggle to focus now blinking at the lights…

The_Mangler: I cant stand it I get up and climb in and I haul off on Darcy and stomp his head ,.....HE-

Lord_Darcy: YES!!... YES!!... I squeal as I wrench on the ceiling hold... then before I can yell again... UFFF!!... the hold is broken as a boot stomps into me and I release you (Tessa), letting your limp body drop down onto the canvas... "WHOA!!..." I squeal as I am stomped on... my arms falling down and then coming up around my head to protect it from the stomps...

Mr_Heel: I sit up, seeing The_Mangler rush the ring, ruining the torture on the hapless Tessa.... I get out of my seat, wifey in pursuit, clambering into the ring and trying to land a big fist onto the back of Mangler. "HEY JACKASS! WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR??"

Lady_Darcy: "What the??..." I exclaim as The Mangler slides into the ring... I make a rush towards the ring steps to climb in and get involved...

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm just starting to fade out when my friend, and occasional opponent, Mangler rushes to my aid breaking the hold and I flop down out of it and end up sprawled on my stomach. Coughing I lay in a sprawled heap almost crying as chaos breaks out around me.

The_Mangler: Seeing Mr Heel as he gets close, I lay a forearm smash on his chest.

Lord_Darcy: I try to roll away to my side as The Mangler and Mr Heel exchange blows... hoping my wife will help me up...

Mr_Heel: Mangler smashes me with his forearm... "AHH!" I stumble backwards, onto the ropes, growling before stepping forwards and trying to hit the masked man with a big HEADBUTT!

Mrs_Heel: I get inside the ring, seeing Tessa Blanchard down on the ring floor.... I go straight for her, stomping my boots on her back, laying into her as Lady Darcy clambers into the ring. "TAKE THAT YOU LITTLE BITCH!!"

The_Mangler: “AHHHHHH!”, I go flying back on the ropes. Dazed, I steel myself for a comeback, and launch a boot at your gut.

Lady_Darcy: As I go through the ropes, I see Mr Heel also in the ring... this looks like trouble... I need to do something... I rush over to Tessa and grab her, pulling her up to her feet, aiming to get her arm around my shoulder and my arm around her waist... "Come on sweetie.... you come somewhere safe with me!..." I coo... only for us both to be clattered down to the canvas by Mrs Heel...

Tessa_B1anchard: I feel Lady Darcy trying to rescue me gratefully grabbing at her arms as she helps me up only for us both to get clattered into by Mrs Heel. I crash down onto my stomach grunting as I hit the deck feeling some big hard stomps to my back moments later. I scream jerking and jolting around from each stomp!! "Aaagghh!"

Mr_Heel: I connect with the headbutt, shaking my head to clear it while the Mangler is dazed.... only for him to come right back at me with a big boot launched into my gut. "OUCH!" I double over, both hands wrapped round my big abdomen...

Mrs_Heel: I lay into Tessa Blanchard with stomps before turning my attention to Lady Darcy while she is down. "WANTED TO PLAY HERO, DID YOU??" I yell, stomping down on her body now with anger.

Lord_Darcy: I roll away, my arms up to protect me, but despite the shaking of the ring from the chaotic brawl that has broken out, no one seems to be interested in attacking me... I keep rolling and then up to my feet... I look around in bemusement... I see Mrs Heel stomping on my wife and decide to charge Mrs Heel with a spear to knock her away from my wife...

The_Mangler: I grab onto your back as you have a hold on me, I just hold you to get you away from the melee going on ....

Lady_Darcy: I get Tessa to her feet but am then flattened down to the canvas by Mrs Heel... who then starts to stomp on me... UFF!... UFF!!... I grunt as her boot pounds on my body...

Mrs_Heel: I look up, seeing the big Lord Darcy charge at me. "NO!" I shout but too late.... you tackle me with a massive spear, sending me crashing to the ground where I scream in pain, bouncing around, falling under the bottom rope with a wet thud!

Mr_Heel: I struggle in the grip of the Mangler as he holds my back, being forced back away from the action.... "DAMN YOU GET OFF ME!" I shout trying to punch a closed fist into his big belly!

The_Mangler: OUFFFFFF OFFF OFFF. You land good hard shots on me I'm let go but as I do i raise my elbow and drive it on your back   YE-AHHHHHH!!

Lord_Darcy: My spear smacks into Mrs Heel's belly and the big woman stumbles backwards, falling through the ropes and out of the ring... I get to my feet and turn, looking for my wife, reaching down to help her up... looking over to see where Tessa is...

Lady_Darcy: My husband reaches out and pulls me to my feet, I take a couple of deep breaths, looking over to see where Mrs Heel has got to... I smile seeing her on her fat ass outside the ring... then I indicate to my husband for us to help Tessa to her feet... "Come on Tessa sweetie... come with us!..." I say offering her my hand...

Tessa_B1anchard: You both grab hold of me starting to help me to my feet. I shake my head wanting to help my friend The Mangler after he saved me from lord Darcy's torture, but I just stumble back dropping onto Lady Darcy as I groan in pain almost passing out as I slump onto her near the ring ropes. "Nnnhhhh..."

Mr_Heel: "AIYEEEE!" I shout feeling the elbow drive into my back, forcing me down onto one knee.... wincing I look through my mask holes to see you stood in front of me, not caring about the booing crowd, I try to slam my arm up for a low blow on the Mangler.

Lady_Darcy: You (Tessa) fall into my arms, and I start to walk you towards the ropes... pulling you away from helping the Mangler...

The_Mangler: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh I turn and fall on my side, hands on my crotch, trying to breath...

Lord_Darcy: As my wife starts to help Tessa from the ring, I turn my attention towards the Mangler and Mr Heel, but instead of getting involved I more take up a posture where I am guarding my wife and Tessa as they try and leave the ring...

Mr_Heel: After laying out the Mangler, I see Lord Darcy and I am incensed that he dare touch my wife! I square up to him towering over him a little and sneer at him through my mask... "I think you've got that tag team match you wanted BOY."

Lord_Darcy: Despite his massive frame towering above me I snort derisively when Mr Heel squares up to me... "I think you've got that tag team match you wanted BOY." he growls at me... "We'll be ready big man..." I reply confidently, while glancing over my shoulder to see what is happening with my wife and Tessa...

Tessa_B1anchard: Groaning in pain passing in and out of consciousness I just stay flopped against Lady Darcy as she helps me to the edge of the ring…

The_Mangler: I get up slowly and get to my feet. I see Lord Darcy and Mr Heel; I walk up to them and give them each a shove.

Lady_Darcy: I have a firm grip on Tessa, her body is limp, occasionally she seems to come around and then fade... I push her down and roll her under the bottom rope... sliding out under the bottom rope myself... I haul her to the ring apron and take deep breath as I pull her into a firemen’s lift over my shoulder to carry her away from the ring towards backstage...

Mr_Heel: I sneer at Lord Darcy a bit longer nodding my head behind my mask.... before getting a shove from behind by the Mangler, I turn around and growl at him, snapping my hand up and trying to grab his throat... before I reach the other hand out quickly, trying to grab lord darcy by the throat at the same time!

Lord_Darcy: As I face off with Mr Heel, I notice the Mangler getting up and coming over to get involved again... he shoves us both and again Mr Heel gets involved with the Mangler, grabbing his throat...

Tessa_B1anchard: I drop down onto the ring apron as Lady Darcy helps me out under the bottom rope dropping down onto my knees barely awake. I'm picked up draped over her shoulder in a fireman's carry with my arms and legs dangling my muscular ass next to her head as I'm carried off to safety…

The_Mangler: I smash Mr Heel’s arm to break his grip on me "ENOUGH, ENOUGH, UNLESS WERE GOING TO HAVE SOME TRIPLE THREAT TAG MATCH. ENOUGH...”

Mr_Heel: I nearly have both men set up but for the Mangler smashing my grip.... I take a couple of steps back and growl at both men.... I step through the ropes, glaring at both of them, getting outside to help up my wife to the back.

Lord_Darcy: When the Mangler smashes Mr Heel’s arm away we are both released... I quickly back away as Mr Heel slides out of the ring and then to his wife’s side... I look around and see that my wife has taken Tessa away from the ring... I back away towards the ring steps, keeping my eye on Mr Heel and the Mangler... I point at Mr Heel... "You and your wife against me and my wife... we'll settle this in the ring!..."

Tessa_B1anchard: After being rescued from the ring post-match I dangle over your shoulder as you carry me through the curtain. I groan a little blinking my eyes as I stir a little arms and legs still dangling...

Lady_Darcy: I carry you down the aisle to backstage, through the curtain... "Well, well, Tessa... quite a debut you made... now let's see if you can make another debut eh?...”

Tessa_B1anchard: "What... what happened..." I groan quietly trying to lift my head up to look around being carried past people who stop and stare, but no one says a word. I shake my head a bit my silky long black hair bouncing along as you carry me...

PART TWO – TWO WEEKS LATER AT THE FIGHT CLUB

Lady_Darcy: The crowd erupts as I come out into the arena...

... I swagger to the ring, slapping hands with the fans and posing as I go...

Lady_Darcy:  Then I ask someone to hand me a microphone... I look around the arena and the playful look on my face disappears, being replaced by an angry scowl... I raise the microphone to my mouth... "Now darlings, thank you all for your kind reception tonight, especially..." I pause and gulp... "Especially since I think you all know what has happened recently in Lord & Lady Darcy's Fight Club..." the crowd howl their disapproval... I nod my head acknowledging their disapproval... "Yes darlings, I know... it's unthinkable isn't it!!..." now I shake my head in disbelief and then let out a loud sigh... "I, Lady Darcy,... (again I sigh and shake my head)... have been.... REPLACED!!!..."... A howling chorus of BOO'S comes from the crowd... I acknowledge the boo's and then continue... "Yes darlings, I have been... usurped... by that trim waisted, tiny assed... SLUT!... TESSA BLANCHARD!!..." I sneer and scowl and shake my head again... "That conniving, two faced,.... whore!... came into the fight club with just one thing in mind... TAKING MY PLACE!..."... The crowd gasps. Again, I shake my head in disbelief... "To think that I welcomed Tessa into Lord & Lady Darcy's Fight Club... rescued her... and how did this little vixen repay me??!!... She started wiggling that cute ass of hers at Lord Darcy!!... worming her ways into his affections... persuading him that I was... over the hill,... past it as a wrestler!... and that she would be the... NEW... LADY... DARCY!!... UNBELIEVABLE!!..." I snort with fury and then pose for the crowd... “DO YOU THINK WE NEED A NEW LADY DARCY??!!...”

Lady_Darcy: "And now... (again I snort with anger)... Lord Darcy has appointed TESSA BLANCHARD as the... Co-CEO of Lord & Lady Darcy's Fight Club and... REMOVED ME... (I go red in the face with anger)... yes, ME, LADY DARCY... FIRED from MY OWN CLUB!!..." The crowd again BOO's. "Well darlings,... you know I will not take this lying down... I'm gonna FIGHT for my position... I am calling out that SLUT... TESSA BLANCHARD... to come out here to the ring and FACE ME in a... "HARDCORE BITCH BATTLE!!"..."

Lord_Darcy: After hearing all the noise I step out through the curtain from backstage and stand there, glaring at the ring. Then I turn and hold back the curtain for someone else to step out from backstage.

Tessa_B1anchard: My entrance music fires up as the crowd sees Lord Darcy holding the curtain open. My fans cheer but the vast majority are more loyal to Lady Darcy and the boos quickly erupt. I'm not fazed at all walking through the now open curtain in my tight golden ring gear with matching glasses hiding my eyes and my baseball bat slung over one shoulder.

Tessa_B1anchard: I smirk at the reaction making eye contact with Lady Darcy behind my glasses before I turn and place a hand on the cheek of my new man's mask before leaning across and giving him a long kiss. The crowd boos even more as I turn and smirk even more at you waiting in the ring... I step forwards a few paces and spin on my heels before swinging my sweet ass from side to side a few times before half turning and winking over my shoulder straight at you. A moment later I turn and pose with my bat before I start to saunter down to the ring slowly. I walk a full circle around it while the crowd shower me with boos taking up a microphone before I climb onto the apron. I gesture at you to back up before stepping quickly through the ropes and walking to the middle of the ring.

Tessa_B1anchard: My music dies down and I take off my glasses to look you up and down. "Oh, I see it's the former Lady Darcy calling me out and chatting shit about me in front of all these fans. " I chuckle and look at you. "You're out here calling me a slut and a whore, but I have a word for you now... FAILURE." I say with a growl in your face. "You FAILED to fend off a younger hotter babe... you FAILED to keep your husband and you have FAILED to keep your job." The crowd boos me loudly and I have to raise my voice. "And now... I'm going to put the failure out of her misery. You're on... bitch." I flip the microphone at you and laugh before turning away to saunter back to my corner.

Lady_Darcy: My body tenses up with anger as I see you emerge from backstage, I glare angrily as you fawn over my husband and then swagger down the aisle, wiggling your ass, parading around the ring. Then onto the apron and signal me to back up... a look of outrage crosses my face at the notion of you giving me "orders".... but grudgingly I back up... and then, then, you really light my fire... Standing there, in your tight golden ring gear, a baseball bat over your shoulder, you call me a... FAILURE... I SNORT with FURY... snort after snort of anger as you say FAILED again and again... I suck in my fleshy belly, pushing up and out my 38DD chest, flexing my muscles in my thick, chubby, legs and then you end with... "And now... I'm going to put the failure out of her misery. You're on... bitch.".... I seethe with anger, snorting and breathing heavily, my big chest heaving up and down... I raise my microphone to my mouth... "Oh you dumb, little, tight assed, whore... you just made a BIG MISTAKE... I'm gonna TEAR YOU TO PIECES!!... and I don't want anyone GETTING IN THE WAY... and that means YOU (I point at Lord Darcy)... I want an... INDEPENDENT REFEREE... The_Mangler…. GET YOUR ASS INTO THIS RING MANGLER... YOU'RE THE REF!!..."

The_Mangler: I walk through an alternate entrance through the crowd.   Shaking hands with the fans   and up to the ring.   And I walk up the steps. On the apron… I look at both competitors ....and stoically I nod that I'm ready...

Tessa_B1anchard: I throw my arms up losing my confident smirk as you call out Mangler to be the so-called independent referee. "WHAT?!" I scream out over the noise of the crowd and rush forwards shoving you backwards so I can get through to crowd Mangler a little. "He isn't independent!! I've got history with this jackass!" I wheel on yourself and stomp over squaring up to you. "You... you can't do this!!" I growl before spinning away pacing back and forth with my shoulders heaving and my fists clenched. Finally, I calm down enough to move back to my corner as the crowd are cheering for us to get on with it and I feel like I've been set up. I swish my hair trying to focus as I pace back and forth a little in my corner waiting for the bell to ring!

Lord_Darcy: I jump up onto the ring apron in Tessa's corner and point at the Mangler... "You better call this fair Mangler... OR ELSE!!..."... I turn to Tessa and massage her shoulders... "You can do this sweetie, yes she's mean and tough, but she's got no stamina, no conditioning... she'll run out of gas... hang in there and you'll win..." I advise...

Lady_Darcy: I look over at Tessa in her corner, getting advice from the so called... Lord... Darcy and I seethe with anger. I look at the Mangler, "Remember this is a... HARDCORE... match, no calling it off just because of any blood... now RING THE BELL!!..." I yell.

The_Mangler: I nod at Lady Darcy...."No holds barred, hardcore...."  I look at the Timekeeper...... RING THE BELL”… DING… DING… DING…

Tessa_B1anchard: I smirk a little as Lord Darcy rubs my shoulders and reminds me who the Queen is around here now. I roll my neck a little making sure I'm all ready before the bell rings. As soon as I hear the first DING I drop low snatching my baseball bat out from where I left it in the corner and I rush forwards towards you swinging it up and bringing it around towards your head! "Take this bitch!!" I yell loudly as the crowd gasps with horror!

Lady_Darcy: The bell rings and I start to come out of my corner, but... typical... you grab the baseball bat and charge at me... you may be a home-wrecking bitch, but I gotta admit that you are fit and fast... you're most of the way across the ring before I have only got a yard out of my corner.. you swing the bat, viciously, in an arc at my head... "WHOA!..." I sway backwards, leaning my head back, my 38DD tits bouncing upwards... and the bat swishes past in front of my face... as I sway back upright, I make a lunge forward at you with my arms out, trying to catch hold of you...

Lord_Darcy: "Come on Tessa!... Take her head off!" I yell, banging my hands on the ring apron as I stand at ringside...

Tessa_B1anchard: I miss with my big swing and lose a bit of balance dipping forwards as the bat flies around. I see you coming at me, and my eyes widen as I drop low and under your arms into your corner as you rumble past me. I still have my bat in my right hand spinning around and lifting it holding it in my hands as your big voluptuous body bounces around. I wait for you to start to turn back around before I lift the bat high above my head and bring it down towards your beautiful face with a big yell. "HIYAAAHHH!!!"

The_Mangler: Standing back watching the action... keeping an eye on Lord Darcy.

Lady_Darcy: I lunge forward to grab you and then... GRRR!!!... I growl loudly as I miss you... you're fast!... I stumble as the momentum of my 170lbs thick, curvy, body carries me forward after I miss the lunge... you breeze past me into the corner... I turn around to face you, my arms up and ready, my body crouching... "WHOA!!..."... but I have to quickly dodge to my right as you bring the bat down like a chopping axe, aimed just where my head would have been... I gasp in horror at the thought of the damage it would have done to my face...  Now, with the bat down on the canvas, I make a grab for the bat itself, trying to get a hold of it so you can't swing it again...

Tessa_B1anchard: I swing the bat down like an axe but you dodge to one side and leave me swinging at nothing as the crowd gasps loudly again! My muscles shine under the lights as they work but the bat just SLAMS into the canvas and pings back up with the force rattling free of my grip as it spins and clatters down onto the canvas. I shout in shock and reach for it quickly, but you throw yourself towards it as well and we both grab it up at exactly the same time. You have two hands on the handle, and I have hold of the business end. I look up seeing the angry expression on your face and I shake my head eyes wide. "No!!"

Lady_Darcy: I make a grab for the bat and at that moment it comes out of your hands. I grab the handle end of the bat, while you have the other end... I sneer at you... "A bit more even now eh bitch!..." I snarl and then shove hard on the handle end, leaning my 170lbs into the shove, trying to ram the business end of the bat into that taut belly of yours...

Tessa_B1anchard: The end of the bat smashes forwards into my tight abs feeling it bury deep into my taut belly and I let out a scream of shock! The bat yanks out my hand as I get lifted briefly off my feet my ass flying out and backwards before I land and stumble back. Rasping loudly and looking like I just got shot I reel up pain wracked across my face as I turn and stumble away. I lean forwards again back exposed to you as I pant for air and feel so badly winded while the crowd cheers!

Lady_Darcy: The bat slams into that taut belly and you scream as the blow momentarily lifts you off your feet and you fall backwards, stumbling. You turn away and start to stumble towards the corner. "Oh no! You don't get away that easy bitch!..." I quickly follow behind you and rapidly wrap the bat around your throat as you retreat, holding the handle in my left hand and the business end in my right hand I bring my knee up into your back to choke you with the bat...

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm coughing a little still trying to breathe as I stagger off towards the corner only to feel the golden bat wrap around my neck and you pull me back up against your thick body forcing the choke on tight around my neck! "Hhhhhhkkkkkkkk!!!!" I rasp out my hands lifting and prying desperately at the bat. I grimace visibly my eyes tight shut and my face going red as I writhe and struggle desperately around. "Gaaaahhhhhh!!" I cry out my hands starting to blindly reach around the ring as I can't get any purchase on the bat pressing tight on my throat!!

Lady_Darcy: I pull hard on the bat, a wicked grin on my face as I hear you rasping, gasping for air, writhing, struggling, trying to force the bat away from your throat... I may be old, I may be running to fat, but I am... strong... and... mean... and there's no way you can break free... I wait for a few moments, long enough that it has taken enough of the breath out of you and then... I release my grip on the bat, letting you free... waiting for you to stumble forward, so that I can raise my boot and kick that taut ass of yours in it's tightly fitting golden bikini bottom, to send you towards the corner...

Tessa_B1anchard: My eyes are watering as I'm choked by the bat feeling rubbing against my throat and feeling a sore red mark building on it. I cry out desperate before suddenly you release me and pull the bat off my throat, and I stagger forwards stumbling a bit and shaking my head. Your lift your boot kicking my tight ass hard, and I go wobbling forwards towards the corner. "Agh!" I cry out only to then slam face first onto the top rope throwing my arms over each side as my face bounces off the top turnbuckle. "Ughhh..." I groan loudly lifting my head and looking a bit dazed while my chest is still heaving to recover some air!

Lady_Darcy: After I kick you in the ass you go stumbling into the corner, running face first into the top turnbuckle, your arms flopping over the top ropes on either side... as I see you hanging there, face in the turnbuckles, you ass pointing out of the corner, I let out a wicked chuckle... I drop the bat on the canvas and step to left side of your butt, my left arm going across your back to hold you in place and my right hand coming up in the air, I look at the crowd, who yell "YES!... YES!!..."... then my hand comes crashing down to spank your butt... "Oh you deserve this bitch!..." I cry.... and raise my hand to spank you again...

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm groaning in the corner my golden clad ass pointing out of the corner a little as I pant and start to blink and look around. I start to peel myself off the corner but no... you lean your arm across my back pinning me into the corner pressing your weight onto me to hold me still. I lift my head up shaking it no no no no with my hair bouncing around and my eyes wide. The crowd want to see me, and my sweet ass get spanked, and you indulge them bringing your hand down with a mighty spank and I scream out. There is a huge sting across my muscular ass, and I scream out and bob on each foot wiggling my ass around. "Gahhh!!"

Lady_Darcy: You squeal loudly as my hand slaps hard on your taut butt cheeks with a mighty spank... you wiggle your ass and bob on your feet... "Oh you've been asking for this girlie..." I sneer and I deliver another, hard, stinging spank on your butt... then, although the crowd are begging for me to continue I stop and turn slightly, reaching up with both hands to grab two handfuls of your long hair to pull you out of the corner and lead you by your hair, holding your head down, out of the corner, towards the middle of the ring... "Now, come on Tessa... time to see what you've got apart from a cute ass..." I say goadingly...

Lord_Darcy: "Come on Tessa... don't let her push you around... fight back!!..." I yell from ringside.

Tessa_B1anchard: A second hard stinging slap lands on my firm muscular ass and I let out another big scream of pain screeching out at the top of my lungs and reach back to hold my now bright red ass cheek. "Agghh you bitch!" I yell out before you place two hands in my long black hair yanking me back out of the corner as you lead me towards the centre of the ring. You taunt me wanting to see what else I've got other than my sweet ass and I growl in response. "It got me into your bed... gah..." I growl reminding you I've stolen your husband as I reach up my hands pawing at your wrists as you hold me by my long hair...

Lady_Darcy: As I pull you towards the center of the ring, both hands firmly gripping handfuls of your hair, you clasp onto my wrists to try and lessen the pull on your scalp, then you let your mouth get you into trouble again as I ask what you've got apart from your cute ass, you reply... "It got me into your bed... gah..."... I stop dead in my tracks, my face contorting with rage... "Why you little whore!!..." I snarl and spin around, still holding your head down with my hands I rapidly bring my thick, chubby, left thigh shooting upwards, ramming my thigh and knee into your face... "EAT THAT BITCH!!..." I snarl...

Tessa_B1anchard: My eyes widen as you yank my head down holding it there while I'm trying to struggle free still only to see your big thigh moving upwards towards my face at pace! "Ahh!" I shout eyes wide before your knee and thigh slaps into my nose and I grunt my head snapping right backwards my body going ramrod straight as I sway backwards for a moment. After a groan my eyes cross and I fall backwards landing with a thud on my sweet ass and sitting there in a confused daze. My arms flop at my sides and I blink staring off into space as I try to remember where on earth I am... "Nnnhhh..."

Lady_Darcy: My thick thigh and knee smack hard into your face and I let go of your hair as your head goes pinging upwards, and your body backwards, you hang in the air for a moment, swaying on your kegs, before collapsing down onto your ass on the canvas... I walk over towards the baseball bat where it is lying on the canvas, stooping down to pick it up...

Lord_Darcy: I see Tessa take the knee to the face and go down and my hands come up to my head... "Tessa!!..." I cry plaintively... then I look around and head to the guardrails, grabbing a folding chair, collapsing it and heading back to the apron, I slide the chair into the ring in Tessa's direction...

Tessa_B1anchard: I blink slowly and hear my name shouted in the fog turning as I suddenly see the chair sliding across the canvas and into the ring as you pick up the baseball bat. I wince and drop to one side rolling onto my stomach and crawling over to the chair. I grunt and shake my head taking the chair in both hands. I struggle up to my feet feeling my head clear as the adrenaline helps and I see the ropes and faces in the crowd coming into focus. I turn and yell loudly pissed off at the way you've treated me so far and I rush across the ring lifting the chair high and swinging it down towards your head!

Lady_Darcy: I bend down to pick up the baseball bat, clasping the handle with both hands, turning around as I stand up... "WHAT??!!..." I squeal as I see you are bearing down on me with a chair in your hands, the chair up in the air, coming down towards me... UFFFFF!!!... the chair smacks hard into my head and impressive 38DD chest, sending me reeling backwards, the baseball bat dropping out of my hands as I fall onto the canvas on my back, tits, and belly up, my arms and legs spreadeagled... URRRR... I let out a moan as I lay there, my head gently rolling from side to side... I start to try and lift my head off the canvas...

Tessa_B1anchard: The chair connects squarely with your head, and I see you go crashing down to the ground. I let out a roar my biceps bulging as I pace around the ring before throwing the chair to one side. Pumped up I suddenly wheel around and stomp across the mat reaching down to grab your hair and start to pull you up to your feet. "C'MON DARCY UP YOU GET!!"

Lord_Darcy: I bang my hands down hard on the ring apron... "YES!!... YES!!... GET HER TESSA!... GET HER!!..."

Lady_Darcy: Urr... urr... I moan as I try to get up off the canvas, my eyes glassy and my mouth open, stunned from the brutal impact of the chair... suddenly I feel myself being hauled up by my hair... ARRGH!!... I squeal as the roots of my long brunette hair are being wrenched out of my scalp... I'm pulled up onto wobbly legs, all I can see are those muscled, taut abs of yours filling my vision as I am half up... UFFF!... I hurl a left fist into your abs... UFF!!... I hurl a right fist into your abs...

Tessa_B1anchard: I keep a good firm grip of your hair snarling with a pissed sweaty face and drag your bigger body slowly up until you catch view of my taut exposed abdomen. A left fist flies into my abdomen and I scream out gasping in surprise as I wince and double over my grip on your hair loosening. Your right fist smashes into my bruised abs still weakened from the baseball bat earlier on and I scream out letting go of your hair and doubling over. I back up a pace with my hands wrapped around my stomach and I wince coughing loudly and trying to suck back in some air.

Lady_Darcy: I blast a left and then a right into your abs as you pull me up... and it has the desired effect, again I may be short and thick, but I pack a hard punch at close quarters... as you now know, stumbling away, doubled over, clasping your belly... I follow you, keeping low, ducking underneath you as you bend over, I send my right arm between your legs and my left arm around your neck and then stand up, using the power of my thick, chubby, legs to pick you up on my shoulders...

... I laugh, gasping for air at the same time... "Oh Tessa, you bitch... your world is about to come crashing down sweetie!!..." then I fall backwards in a Samoan drop...

Tessa_B1anchard: You drop low placing your arm between my legs and grabbing one of my strong thighs lifting me up off the ground while your free hand snaps down on the back of my neck as you power me up onto your shoulders and I groan loudly kicking my legs and shaking my head. "Gah nooo don't!!" I shout out before you just drop backwards. "Fuck!" I shout before my body crashes onto the mat the ring floor shuddering as I let out a shriek of pain and ending up in a sprawled heap by the ring ropes. I grimace looking desperately hurt and panting for air. "rrrggghhhhh........"

Lady_Darcy: As I fall backwards in the Samoan drop, we both hit the canvas hard, you roll away in pain, I am hurting too but I roll to my side and look at the referee, signalling that they shouldn't get involved,

, then I get to my feet, reach down, and grab your hair, pulling you up and locking my left arm around your neck in a side headlock... I stumble forward in a run, jumping into a seated position to bulldog your head down onto... the folded chair...  where it lies on the canvas...

Tessa_B1anchard: I wince as you snatch at my hair feeling it burn my scalp as it's tugged, and I whimper, wincing as you pull me wobbling to my feet. I slump into your headlock perfectly for you as you lock my head and turn to face the middle of the ring... and the discarded steel chair! You rush forwards dragging my pretty ass along with you before you leap into the air taking my head with you before slamming it down onto the unforgiving chair. CLANNNGGGG! I let out a loud grunt and end up sprawled on my stomach face resting on the chair as I twitch for a few seconds only to suddenly jerk away and then groan. I blink slowly at the chair my arms by my sides and otherwise barely moving as I'm dazed...

Lady_Darcy: My fat ass lands on the canvas with a loud thump, but the sound is overwhelmed by the metallic clang as your head smacks into the metal chair... your body spasms and jerks for a moment or two and then lays still on top of the chair... as I sit beside you I look at you with a sneer on my face... then I push you with my arms to roll you onto your back... moving my thick, curvy, body over top of you, laying across your shoulders, my breasts on one side of your body, my crotch on the other, to press your shoulders down... "REF!!..." I squeal demandingly...

Lady_Darcy: The referee drops down beside us... his hand goes up in the air and then slaps down on the canvas... ONE!!... I look at him... his hand goes up again and again comes down and slaps the canvas... TWO!!... I reach my right hand down and grab a handful of your hair and then... roll off of you and pull your head up to lift your shoulders up off the canvas... I look at the referee and then gloatingly say "I don't think she's had enough yet ref!... there may still be some fight left in her..."

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm sprawled on my back looking up at the lights and completely dazed as Mangler drops down to put in the three count. His hand slaps once twice but you grab my head lift it and my shoulders up off the canvas and I grunt groggily with my arms hanging down at my sides and my head wobbles around a little. I try to focus but everything is a bit blurry after the brutal smack onto the steel chair and I have no clue what's going on or where I even am. I'm pretty helpless right now.

Lady_Darcy: I roll off of you keeping a firm grip on your hair as I stand up, your head wobbling a little as I pull on it to to drag you up with me. You've gone pretty limp and I literally have to haul you up, and it's clear that you can't stand on your feet. I let go of your hair and then, quickly before you can collapse, wrap my arms around your body, just below your breasts, above your waist, to keep you upright. I take a deep breath and then use my strength to lift you up off your feet and squeeze my arms around your body, crushing your ribs and squeezing your body tightly against mine...

The_Mangler: Checking on Tessa.

Tessa_B1anchard: I roll helplessly onto my stomach as you start to drag me up by my hair and I weakly struggle to move onto all fours as you start to drag me up. "nnnnhhhh..."

I grip hold of your thick body while you drag me slowly up slumping against you as I'm groggy and can barely stand up! I lean on you feeling you wrap your strong arms around my slim waist, and you yank me hard into a tight bearhug hauling me up off my boots! I wrap my legs up resting my knees wide either side of your hips while my feet tuck down and hug onto your thighs. I let out a cry of pain arching back in your grip grimacing and pawing at your big arms... "rrrggghhhhh!!"

The_Mangler: “Do you give Tessa? I can stop it? Just give me the word?”

Lady_Darcy: I realize that you have got yourself braced, your legs up so your knees are on my hips, but I just squeeze hard, using all the power of my thick body to compress my arms around your waist, pressing our chests together, looking to squeeze all of the air out of you... I can hear the ref asking you if you give... "Are you gonna give up bitch?... Like some whipped little harlot, you're gonna cry off?... I knew you ain't got any guts, just some whining little barbie doll!..." I taunt at you...

Tessa_B1anchard: You compress your arms around my tight waist squeezing me so hard as I let out a shriek of pain feeling you squeeze down on my bruised abdomen and working my weakened back! I arch back some more and look desperate pushing on your big arms and shoulders trying to find a way out as the pain gets worse and worse. "Rrrrgggghhhhh!!!!" I scream out in pain feeling my breathing becoming laboured my hands just stroking and prying at your squeezing arms and you taunt me directly into my face. I feel so humiliated and humbled just pawing at your body unable to find a way out. "Nnnnhhhh no..." I refuse to submit but it's only a matter of time now as the pain gets worse and worse and I'm trapped in the middle of the ring...

The_Mangler: “She says no!”... I continue to watch on.

Lady_Darcy: I continue to squeeze, and your body starts to go limp, I realize that you are on the verge of passing out and I suddenly realize that I don't want that... I want you to take the beating of a lifetime... I stop squeezing, letting your body go, releasing you and letting you slide down my body to the canvas...

The_Mangler: I bend down and see Tessa there. Looking up at the Lady...

Tessa_B1anchard: You release the squeeze and I flop out of the bearhug my feet only just about meeting the ground quickly enough, but I groggily just slide down your body as I'm barely conscious. Finally, I flop off you dropping to one side and sliding onto my back laying sprawled on my back spread eagle with my chest heaving gasping for air as I try to recover from the bearhug little more than a pretty ragdoll at this stage...

Lady_Darcy: I look at the Mangler and push him away... "Stay outta this!!..." I snarl at him... then I bend down and grab hold of your hair again, pulling you half way up, and again going low so that I can get an arm between your legs and an arm around your neck to pick you up onto my shoulders again...

... breathing heavily from the exertion of getting you up on my shoulders I wait for a moment, looking around, then head to the nearest corner... I take a deep breath and then push your limp body off my shoulders onto the top turnbuckle... let you sit there on top of the turnbuckle, looking like you're out cold, your head drooping down... I take advantage and start to climb the turnbuckles... I have an evil grin on my face as I imagine how I will suplex you off the turnbuckles down onto that chair, conveniently still lying in the middle of the ring...  

Tessa_B1anchard: I grunt as I'm pulled up by my pretty black hair groaning as I'm moved to sitting and then forced onto my knees to stand up. You lift me over your shoulders and my arms and legs just dangle as you look set to break a homewrecker and I twitch a bit looking dazed. You set me into position, and I sway around eyes barely open and I'm all sweaty and messy dishevelled. You lock my head into position as it droops down throwing your arm over your head and taking a big handful of my sexy little gold hot pants as I weakly groan and slowly get set up...

The_Mangler: I ask Tessa one more time. “Want to quit?”...

Lady_Darcy: I have you set up on the top of the turnbuckles, sitting there, helpless, my thick body positioned in front of you, standing on the middle ropes, one arm around your neck, the other gripping onto your bikini bottoms ... I can hear the ref asking if you want to quit... I snarl at him... "I told you to stay out of this!!... She ain't quitting until I am done with her!!..." ... and then I lean backwards and lift you up off the turnbuckle, flipping you up over my head and throwing you back first down towards the chair on the canvas in the middle of the ring...

Lord_Darcy: I watch with horror as Tessa is mounted on top of the turnbuckles... "NO!...NO!..." I cry... "Do something Mangler... Do something!..." but then the suplex is executed and I just gasp with horror as Tessa flies through the air...

Tessa_B1anchard: I'm not really in a position to reply to the referee before I'm lifted up and flung over your head as you go for the BIG superplex throwing me over the top of you and towards the steel chair in the middle of the ring! I let out a shriek as I'm flung before I feel my back land with a CLANG and a ring shaking thud! Crippling pain shoots up my back forcing me to scream at the top of my lungs arching straight up as a I spasm and shake holding my hurt back as I roll one way then the other!! I keep screaming and writhing until I flop dramatically onto my stomach in the middle of the ring panting and grimacing onto the ring floor with hair sticking to my sweaty skin. My back is lit up with sore red marks and little cuts as I lay there. Eventually I lift and slam a fist into the ring floor and try to push up, but I end up flopping back down laying prone sprawled and nearly unconscious again in the centre of the ring...

The_Mangler: Concerned about Tessa's condition.... I bend low...

Lady_Darcy: After I lean back and launch you into the suplex I fall down onto the canvas on my back, but I can hear the sound of your crashing violently down onto the chair in the middle of the ring. I roll over onto my flabby stomach and look at you as you spasm and shake with the agony and pain from the impact... I smile wickedly... but then the smile is replaced by a look of amazement... you push up, slamming your fist into the canvas... you're trying to get up!... my jaw drops... but then it's too much for you and you flop down onto the canvas... I sigh and snort and push myself up to my feet... I stride over to you... the referee is down at your side, checking on you... "GET OUT OF THE WAY!!..." I scream and shove the referee to one side...

... I stand in front of you, reaching down and pulling your head up... forcing it between my thick thighs... bending down and wrapping my arms around your waist, I lean backwards and flip your body up into the vertical position and drop down onto my knees, slamming your head down onto the metal chair in a piledriver...

Tessa_B1anchard: I grunt again feeling your hand in my hair again as you are dragging me back up to my feet even as my back twitches and spasms in pain my head being tucked down between your legs as I bend over my sweet ass on display before you just force me upside down dangling as I groan briefly above the steel chair. You spike me down slamming my head into it and I'm busted open and knocked out on impact blood bleeding from a cut on my face as my body flops landing with a thud. My ass jiggles as it hits the canvas the rest of my body doing likewise as I'm end up face down and completely unconscious on the ring floor...

Lady_Darcy: After you flop down onto the canvas from the piledriver onto the chair I take a moment to admire the outcome of the piledriver, watching as you twitch and spasm, your ass jiggling... then I roll to my side and up t my feet... again I bend down and grab your hair to haul you up... but this time I pull you all the way to your feet and move behind your back before I drop down, my right arm going between your legs, my hand coming up onto your lower belly, my left arm coming up and wrapping around your neck from behind, going across your throat to pull your head down... I pull down with my left arm and push up with my right arm to get your back across my shoulders, and then I stand up, getting you into the... torture rack... across my shoulders... standing there I now start to pull down with my arms, brutally bending you across my shoulders... "Now Tessa, sweetie, what do you have to say for yourself?... What do you want to say to me?..." I goad...

The_Mangler: Looking to Tessa "I can end this give me the word? Do you quit?"

Tessa_B1anchard: I groan groggy and totally out of it as you reach down and slowly woman handle me back up to my feet turning me to face away from you as you set me into position for a torture rack. You lift me up spreading me out across your powerful shoulders and placing a hand on my lower body to hold my belly and your other one snaps at my throat to choke me gently and start to push down on my throat bending my back in a BRUTAL torture rack!

I dangle like a ragdoll over your shoulders arms and legs just hanging there as I scream in pain. "Aaaaagggghhhh ... I submit!! I submit!! Aaahhhh I give up!!!" I cry out my poor back in agony!

The_Mangler: “OK, OK, let her go Darcy!... Let her go!”

Lady_Darcy: I hear you calling out "I submit", but I sneer... "No way Tessa... Again... WHAT... DO... I... WANT... TO... HEAR?!..."  Then I pull harder on the Torture Rack... glaring at the Mangler... "She ain't got it right yet!..."...

The_Mangler: I stand there helpless....

Lord_Darcy: I bang my hands on the ring apron... "Do something Mangler!... You're responsible!..."

Tessa_B1anchard: The torture rack gets pulled harder and I let out another scream even though the referee has called the match, and the bell is loudly ringing out. "Aaaaagggghhhhh!!" I scream hearing you demand to hear more from me, and I know exactly what that is. My pride is about to take a real bruising as my back is popping painfully and I feel like I might snap in two if this keeps up. "Aaaggghhhh I'm sorry!!!!!" I screech out as you force an apology from me, and the crowd cheers out as you dominate me in this backbreaking hold!

Lady_Darcy: I pull hard on the torture rack, bending your back worse than any chiropractor would do, listening intently... and then I hear it... "Aaaggghhhh I'm sorry!!!!!"... and I smile, a nasty smile, one that gloats my victory over you, breaking you in more ways than just bending your back... "Oh yes Tessa, you should be... sorry!... you tried to take from me that which I hold most precious... MY FIGHT CLUB!!... now crawl back to Lord Darcy..." I release my arm from around your throat and shrug you off my shoulders, letting you fall to the canvas...

Tessa_B1anchard: "gggaaaaahhhhhh!!" I keep screaming as you work my poor back in the torture rack and feel like it's going to snap only to finally get dumped off your strong shoulders and with a ass jiggling thud on the ring floor. I lay there groaning in pain for a good few seconds before I whimper over at Lord Darcy and look humiliated struggling up onto all fours and begin to pathetically crawl across the ring towards him...

Lady_Darcy: I look at the Mangler with a grin on my face... "Good job ref!... There'll be more work for you now that I'm back in charge!..." I swagger over to the ropes and slide out of the ring under the bottom rope, strutting down the aisle, swaying my thick, curvy, ass from side to side... when I reach the curtain to backstage I turn and look back at Tessa on her hands and knees and deliver one last taunt...

... before I make my way through the curtain...

THE END

Published: 2023-11-29, viewed 0 times.