Lord ﹠ Lady Darcy's Fight Club

Announcer: “WELCOME TO LORD & LADY DARCY’S FIGHT CLUB!!”… The crowd around the ring in the warehouse cheers loudly. “And now, please welcome to the ring… standing 5’4”, weighing in at 170lbs, she is the Co-Owner of the club… the self-styled… BUSTY BRUISER… LADY… NICOLA… DARCY!!!....”

Lady_Darcy: I strut out in the warehouse from backstage, dressed in my high-waist bikini, and carrying the WOMEN’S NHB TITLE BELT over my shoulder. My fans start to cheer… “LADY!!... LADY!!... LADY!!...” and I swagger down the aisle from backstage to the ring, wiggling my thick, curvy, ass and occasionally slapping the hands of the fans.

Lady_Darcy: I climb the ring steps and enter the ring to cheers, looking out at my fans as I hold the title belt ready to hand it over to the referee.

Lady_Darcy: The referee takes the belt and hands me a microphone. I look around the crowd and wait for the cheers to die down before I speak. “Now darlings, I know that you are all here tonight to see a… WOMEN’S… NO HOLDS BARRED… TITLE MATCH…” The crowd cheers. “Well darlings, I have some news for you… Our women’s champion HARDHITTING HEATHER HARDIN has been… STRIPPED OF THE TITLE!” The crowd gasps. “You see darlings, Hardhitting Heather hasn’t been seen in these parts for some time now… (shakes my head)… ya know darlings… (smiles cockily)… I think that Hardhitting Heather didn’t want to give me a rematch for the title…” The crowd lets out an “Ooh” and then I continue. “So, ya see darlings, it would surely only be right that I, LADY DARCY, should be… re-installed… as the Club’s… WOMEN’S NHB CHAMPION”. I drop to my knee and gesture that I should be the champion and the crowd cheers.

Lady_Darcy: Suddenly my expression changes from one of elation to one of anger and I stand up, looking at the crowd with a scowl on my face. “Unfortunately, darlings, that isn’t the case…. (I shake my head in disbelief)… ya see, there has been a CHALLENGE… (again I shake my head)… someone doesn’t recognize that I… the ONE and ONLY, LADY DARCY, should be appointed as the NEW CHAMPION… UNBELIVEABLY… that BLONDE BIMBO… ELLE… thinks that… SHE DESERVES A TITLE SHOT… (Again I shake my head)… Now ya all might remember that I gave Elle an ass-whupping in this very ring ( https://venus.chatfighters.com/story/71922 ) but it seems that the… PICTURE PERFECT PRINCESS… ELLE... has got herself some new moves and has, I admit, been racking some good wins recently… so, darlings, I have decided that I will crown myself as the new champion by giving this… BLONDE, UPSTART, BIMBO… ELLE… ANOTHER ASS WHUPPING…” The crowd cheers. “So, tonight… the WOMEN’S NHB TITLE MATCH will be… me, the BUSTY BRUISER... LADY… NICOLA… DARCY against… the PICTURE PERFECT PRINCESS… ELLE!!!...” I turn and look to the backstage area.

Oh_Elle_No: I arrive at Lord and Lady Darcy's Fight Club mid-morning and am immediately accosted backstage as soon as I enter the facility by several greasy little nobodies whom I recognize as some of Lady Darcy's minions, and they inform me that my challenge to Lady Darcy for the title has been accepted, but that my match is to take place TONIGHT! I grin confidently as I take in this information and nod at them and say to them "you go tell Lady Darcy....overconfident bitch that she is.....that I'm in the house and accept her accepting my challenge

I arrive at Lord and Lady Darcy's Fight Club mid-morning and am immediately accosted backstage as soon as I enter the facility by several greasy little nobodies whom I recognize as some of Lady Darcy's minions, and they inform me that my challenge to Lady Darcy for the title has been accepted, but that my match is to take place TONIGHT! I grin confidently as I take in this information and nod at them and say to them "you go tell Lady Darcy....overconfident bitch that she is.....that I'm in the house and accept her accepting my challenge [chuckling a little at my play on words then continue] and then you can tell her that although I can't strip the term Co-Owner from her title, I can and will most certainly make sure the doesn't hold the rank of CHAMPION as long as I'm around! I'LL SEE HER IN THE RING" I snarl as I push past these idiots and head to the locker room.

I get to the locker room and change into my workout attire, hot yoga pants and a sports bra, and then head to the gym backstage to get a little workout in like I always like to do just before a match. Once done I head back to the locker room and set to work with my match-day yoga session I always do before a match as well, as strengthen my focus and center my mind on the match to come, working up a nice light layer of sweat in the process and then before I know it, it's time to dress for my match. I peel off my wet yoga pants and slip into my shiny black lycra micro booty shorts that look like they are painted on, then into my matching black lycra sports bra that stretches over my amazing 36Ds and then tie my silky blonde hair back into a ponytail. I take a seat on the bench and slip on my black knee and elbow pads, then slip on and lace up my black patent leather boots that come up to mid-calf...

Once suited up, I step back to the mirror and look myself over in total admiration of, well....myself with a confident grin I say "perfection" then blow myself a kiss as I hear your irritating voice now booming out over the loud speakers out in the arena part of the warehouse. My blood starts to boil inside of me as I hear how dismissively you speak about me, and I clench my teeth and fists subconsciously as I hear you literally call me out. "Ok......let's fucking do this...CHAMP!" I say to myself getting myself hyped before stepping out of the locker room, walking down the long hall backstage and pushing out through the curtains and out into the warehouse arena as my music hits and I am introduced...

Announcer: "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN....NOW MAKING HER WAY TO THE RING....STANDING 5'6" TALL AND WEIGHING 118 PERFECT POUNDS....SHE IS THE PICTURE PERFECT PRINCESS HERSELF...PLEASE WELCOME.....PRIIIIIIINCEEEESSS EEEEELLLLEEEE!!"

Oh_Elle_No: I get a mixed reaction from the crowd as my reputation as a smug, cocky bitch and also a cheater, all badges of honor as far as I'm concerned, have not made me a very popular figure around here. But I'm not in this fame for the crowd.... I’m here for me! So I strut to the ring looking like a supermodel on a runway with an arrogant smirk on my pretty face as I near the ring, locking eyes with you as I get to ringside, pausing a moment with my hands on my hips looking up at you before turning and heading toward the corner and up the ring steps and onto the apron where I step slowly through the ropes, pausing a moment as I straddle the middle rope to shake my sexy ass and antagonize you and the crowd a bit more before stepping on into the ring and strutting up to you, getting right in front of you so our busts are only a foot apart, standing there with my hot young body tanned and toned to perfection in stark contrast to my overstuffed opponent. I stare daggers into your eyes…

I reach out and grab the mic, snatching it from your hand as I start to speak into it "SO....Lady Darcy...it seems you have grown a spine after all, now that you have accepted my challenge. I don't blame you for dragging your feet on this though (speaking as I pace back and forth in the ring, head down into the mic for the most part) I don't blame you because I understand...(stops and looks into your eyes now) I understand how badly you want the title belt, because I want it just as badly, and I also understand why you want it to just be handed to you without having to work for it! And also I understand....why....(I square up with you again now and strut slowly back toward you again)...

"...I understand why you'd not want to face...ME....yours truly...the Picture of Perfection....the Picture Perfect Princess..for the title (my tits almost touch yours again as I stop right in front of you now) I understand not wanting to face me because...bitch....you and I both know (turning slowly away from you again as I start to step away)...we both know that you just can't...beat....PERFECTION!" and as I finish my sentence I wheel back around, spinning 180 degrees as quickly as I can and trying to swing the microphone up and clock you in the side of your head with it!...

Lady_Darcy: I snort and shake my head as you prance around the ring, the Picture Perfect Blonde Bimbo, and then you come face to face with me and start running your mouth off. I start snorting and laughing, shaking my head as you witter on... "I understand not wanting to face me because...bitch....you and I both know (turning slowly away from you again as I start to step away)...we both know that you just can't...beat....PERFECTION!" and then you try and swing the microphone at me... I duck my head down and let the microphone swish over my head and then poke my finger into your face...

"Look... BIMBO... YOU AIN'T GOT NOTHIN' THAT WORRIES ME!!... I AM GONNA WHUP THAT... SCRAWNY... ASS OF YOURS and leave you... FLAT ON YOUR BACK... A POSITION YOU KNOW WELL!!..." And now it is my turn to take a swing... pulling my right arm back, clenching my fist, and swinging a big right hook at your perfect chin, my thick body, my 38DD tits, swaying with the haymaker...

Oh_Elle_No: I am sure you have no idea what's coming as I wheel around and swing the mic at you like I'm trying to take your head off with it, but you duck low under it and it whooshes past your head as my momentum carries me forward and as I stagger past you "Aaooowwwww!" I yelp out and drop the mic as you jam your finger into my eye, then CRAAAAAACK "AAUUNNGGHH!!" I yelp out in pain as you swing a wild right haymaker into my half-blinded, unsuspecting face, drilling me in the chin as my pretty blonde head snaps to one side and saliva sprays from my mouth as I spin and drop to one knee, the ref hurriedly runs to the ropes and hands the belt out of the ring and signals for the start bell DING DING DING and it rings as my head rings as I kneel now groaning and clenching my splitting head with both hands mumbling under my breath "uunngggg...fucking....biiittch...uugghh" not how I wanted to start this match..

Lady_Darcy: My right hook clatters into your chin and puts your down on the canvas... the referee rapidly calls for the bell... DING!!... DING!!... DING!!... I shake my head in disbelief as I look at you and then show off to the crowd....  

... "Come on folks... THIS BIMBO IS NO MATCH FOR ME!!..." I gloat as I take a tour of the ring ropes looking for some cheers...

Oh_Elle_No: I groan and shake my head trying to comprehend what just happened and clear the cobwebs from my mind as I hear you shouting out to the crowd behind me as you make a tour of the ring strutting around to all four sides, I raise my head as I see you strutting along the ropes in front of me now, facing the crowd with your arms stretched out wide shouting at them that this "BIMBO is no match" for you, and my blood boils again as I try to push up from my knee with a groan and take two big steps toward you from behind and lunge forward at you, aiming to raise my right leg and stomp my boot down hard into the back of your left knee from behind!

Lady_Darcy: I am happily showing off to the crowd when I hear a noise behind me, I spin around and see you are on your feet and your right boot coming towards my leg...  

... ARRRGH!!!... It smacks into my thick thigh, knocking my leg out behind me and I stumble forwards...

Oh_Elle_No:  I try to stomp you in the back of the leg but you spin around just before I stomp and instead I stomp you in the thigh, not dropping you like I had envisioned but still making you grunt in pain and stumble forward, which works out perfectly as I try to catch you in a headlock with left arm wrapping around your head as you stumble toward me. Then if I'm able to catch you, I try to use my right hand to grip your wrist then I spin rapidly as I drop down, trying to pull you down with me and land a swinging neckbreaker on you!

The_Mangler: CMON DARCY KICK HER ASS

Lady_Darcy: As I stumble forwards, my head going down, you wrap me in a front headlock... "NOOOO!!..." I squeal as you grab my wrist, yanking my arm up and over... dropping me down onto the canvas on my back with a swinging neckbreaker... UFFF!!... I grunt as my thick body lands back first on the canvas... 

... Urrr... urrr... I moan and roll to my side to try and get up...

Oh_Elle_No: I sit up and brush my hands together as I look ahead out at the crowd seeing Mangler there cheering you on I blow him a kiss and wink at him before pushing back up to my feet as you are starting to get up as well, I try to hurry toward you and if I can get to you before you get fully upright try to swing my right leg up and thrust my foot forward aiming the sole of my boot for the side of you head.....

Lady_Darcy: The fight has taken an ugly turn, I underestimated you and now I am struggling up to my feet, already puffing a little and slightly dazed as I get up to my feet your right leg comes flashing out, your speed and athleticism on display... it clocks me in the side of the head and sends me crashing back down to the canvas, face and tits first.... Down again, now groggy and dizzzy, I plant my hands down on the canvas and start to slowly push myself up...

The_Mangler: DIG DEEP DARCY... LOOK FOR AN OPENING!!!!

Elena_Ma: Go Darcy! You can take her, she's just a bratty bitch!

The_Mangler: YEAHHHH!

Oh_Elle_No: My boot slams into the side of your head with a lovely SMACK sound followed by your even more lovely groan as your head snaps to one side and your body twists and drops face down on the canvas with a THUD "Yeaaahh! Not so confident now are ya Darcy?!" I shout as I have adrenaline surging through my body now, backing up a few steps and moving to my left so I'm several feet away from your left side as you start to push back up to all fours...and seeing you like this I jog toward you again and leap up, trying to extend my right leg over the back of your neck and head as you rise trying to get the back of my upper thigh almost to my ass onto your neck before dropping back down trying to land a "fame-asser" on you as you try to get back up..

The_Mangler: CMON DARCY

Lady_Darcy: As I struggle up onto my hands and knees, inside my head I am spinning like a top, I can hear you gloating now... "Yeaaahh! Not so confident now are ya Darcy?!"... It's true, I underestimated you badly and I shouldn't have let you off the hook when I flattened you with that punch... as I start to push up from my hands and knees your thigh comes crashing down onto the back of my neck... URFFFF!!... my face and head are driven back down hard into the canvas... "Urrrr... urrr..." I moan... I can hear my fans yelling for me to get up... it is harder than it seems... you're all over me, dominating me with these powerful kicks, so fast and effective... again I plant my hands on the canvas and start to push my thick, curvy, body up onto my hands and keens to get up...

Oh_Elle_No: After levelling you with that unorthodox but effective, and somewhat sexy "fame-asser" I pull my thigh off the back of your head and neck and again you put your hands under you and start to try and push up again. I push to my feet and step over you, straddling you with one leg on either side of your slowly rising body, hands on my hips as I look out into the crowd and lock eyes with some of your fans before saying "And you thought you DESERVED to be CHAMP Darcy? Ha!! What a joke! You're just not PERFECT enough!" I taunt as I try to drop my ass down onto the small of your back as you try to rise under me...

The_Mangler: SHES NOTHING DARCY, YOU GOT THIS

Lady_Darcy: As I try to push up onto my hands and knees you straddle over my back, taunting me and my fans, "And you thought you DESERVED to be CHAMP Darcy? Ha!! What a joke! You're just not PERFECT enough!", then you drop your ass down into the middle of my back... URGH!... I grunt as I am again forced down onto the canvas, face, tits and belly squashed under you... "Urrr..." I groan... "Bitch!..." I gasp as I again, struggle to try and get up, planting my hands on the canvas I start to push up, trying to lift both my own thick body and your body on top of me... pushing asymmetrically, trying to topple you off of my back in order to try and escape from under you...

Oh_Elle_No: As I smash my butt down onto the small of your back, I try to stay on you and ride you all the way down to the canvas as I smash your face, tits and belly into the mat under me as I land on you. You put your hands on the mat yet again and start trying to push up, but as you put your hands on the mat, I try to grab hold of each of them, one in each hand by the wrists, and try to pull your arms back toward me if I can, trying to pull them up over my knees and hook them there as your thick body struggles under my sexy ass, but then I lose my grip on one of your hands and you push harder on that side of your body and sends me toppling over off you to one side. I fall to the canvas on my left side, and try to roll quickly away from you a couple times toward the ropes now...

Lady_Darcy: The fight has definitely not been going my way, you've done a lot of damage very quickly with those kicks and now I am having to expend my energy in a struggle to shrug you off my back... I am a strong, tough, woman but this is tiring, and you are trying to stop me, pulling my arms up and back as though you were going for a camel clutch... but I struggle harder and break the grip of one of your hands and now... YES!... you start to topple... rolling off my back... I'm free... my hands go down on the canvas and I start to push up... not rapidly, but quick enough to get to my feet... you roll away towards the ropes... I have taken some punishment, I am puffing, sweating, my thick legs a little wobbly, my face showing the pain and exertion of the fight so far... I stumble forward... looking to grab hold of you and get your throat across the middle rope to get my knee on your back to choke you on the ropes...

Lady_Darcy: 

The_Mangler: YESSSSSSSSSSS

Oh_Elle_No: I roll away from you all the way to the ropes and as soon as I see them appear over me as I roll I stop on my back and reach up for them, grabbing the bottom rope I pull myself onto my knees then turn toward them to pull myself the rest of the way up, but you cut me off when I'm just halfway up and shove my head and body forward to my throat is across the middle rope "Unnghhf" then placing your knee into my back you start to push forward and choke me on the ropes "UUUNNGGHHF!! UUUANNNGHHHH!!" I groan out long and hard as my feet kick against the canvas now as my hands try to push on the rope to get it out of my throat as much as I can..

Lady_Darcy: "YES!!... YES!!..." I squeal as get my thick, heavy, body, on your back and force your throat down onto the middle ropes... bouncing my thick ass up and down in your back as I clasp the top rope with my hands... "What's the matter sweetie?... You can dish it out but you can't take it??!!..." I gasp with a sneer... I have been on the receiving end so far and now I am feeling good to be dishing out some punishment, but also pleased to get a break to try and get some recovery... It's No Holds Barred so no one is gonna force me to break... but I am aiming to just wear you down for the moment...

The_Mangler: WORK HER OVER DARCY

Oh_Elle_No: My pretty face starts to turn red with an anguished look painted across it as you choke me on the ropes with every bit of your 170 pounds behind you. I let out a series of grunts and groans as you bounce up and down on my upper body now "Unnghh..uugghh..uughhff..unnghh.." my legs had been kicking rapidly against the canvas behind me kick a little more weakly with each passing moment...

Elena_Ma: Yes Darcy, make her suffer!

The_Mangler: DONT LET UP....

Lady_Darcy: I gasp and puff as I bounce on your back, a gloating grin on my face as I listen to my fans yelling for me to really do some damage to you... You grunt, groan and gasp as I work you over, your legs kicking as you choke... when the kicking starts to subside, I think it is time to move to the next phrase of my demolition of your so called... perfection... I climb off your back and grab a handful of your blonde hair and pull you away from the ropes, yanking you up to your feet in front of me... getting ready to again use my punching power on you...

Oh_Elle_No: Finally after what feels like an eternity you pull your knee out of my back and my throat comes away from the ropes as I instantly start gasping and wheezing for air trying to pump oxygen back into my lungs before wincing out as I feel a pain in my scalp as you grab my pretty blonde hair and start to drag me to my feet in front of you. As you do, I try to throw a straight right punch into your belly, more out of pure instinct and muscle memory than anything else. If my first shot lands, I'll try for another...

Lady_Darcy: As I pull you up by the hair you send a right fist into my thick, fleshy belly... 

 ... URFFF!!... I grunt as your fist digs in and the flesh ripples, I let go of your hair as I double forward... URRGH!... your left fist digs into my gut... I gasp and gulp for air as you get up, but now it is my turn to hit back... slugging it out is playing into my hands... I straighten up and fire back with a big backhard chop aimed at your 36D tits, leaning my 170lbs behind the blow...

... "Come on bitch!..." I snarl... challenging you to hit me back...

Oh_Elle_No: I land one fist into your soft, pudgy belly with a loud SMACK followed by your grunt of pain, then I land another SMACK and you groan out again. I'm about to land a third when you beat me to the punch (so to speak) and WHAAAAAAACK "AAAUUNNGHHFF!" I yelp out as you chop me hard across my amazing 36Ds, making me howl out in pain as my arms come up and fold across them, then you call me a bitch and I swing my right arm out away from my chest, backwards, aiming a hard backhand chop right across your own chest now!

Lady_Darcy: My chop across your tits hits home with a loud WHAAAAAAACK and you squeal... I gloat at you...

 ... but now you take up my challenge and hit back... 

... ARRRGH!!... I squeal as you chop my awesome 38DD breasts making them wobble in my top... I snort and gasp for a moment, clasping my boobs and rubbing them... then I hit back with another big, big, chop to your... smaller... chest... 

... "I can take this longer than you can bitch!..." I gloatingly sneer...

Oh_Elle_No: You squeal and rock back a bit from the impact of my hard, stinging backhand chop across your bigger chest, then you come back at me and hammer another hard chop against my slightly smaller but fat nicer tits again "AAAAOOOWWWW!" I yelp out once again as now mine dance in my top as I reach up to hold them and sway back a bit as you tell me that you "can take this longer" than me, and in the back of my mind I don't disagree so I step into you and draw my right arm up over my head and look like I'm gonna slap it down into your tits from above, but hopefully with your eyes and focus diverted above your head, I will be able to swing my right leg up fast and hard, aiming to swing it between your legs and punt you brutally hard in your pussy with the top of your boot in a vicious low blow "Can you take THAT longer than me, bitch!?" I scream as I turn to an especially dirty way to try and regain control...

Lady_Darcy: My chop brutally fires into your tits and again you squeal... "AAAAOOOWWWW!"... stepping backwards from the impact of the blow... I gloating grin at you as I can tell it is hurting you... but it seems that you are going to go toe to toe with me, raising your arm, getting ready to strike back at my 38DD breasts, I brace myself, projecting my breasts up and out, ready to take the blow, when... you pivot and throw out your right leg, sending your boot up between my thick thighs and kicking me hard in the pussy... ARRRRRRRRGGGH!!... I squeal as I double forward...

... my jaw dropping as my mouth opens... my arms initially fly upwards but then quickly fall downwards as my hands clasp my pussy and my head drops down...

Oh_Elle_No: I nail you brutally in the pussy with a dirty move making you howl out in pain from the low blow, your jaw dropping open as you howl out and shove your hands between your legs "What was that you were sayin' Darcy? I couldn't hear ya over the sound of you SCREAMING IN PAIN!" I chuckle as you double forward holding your pussy now your head dropping down, I try to grab your loose hair with both hands as you do and let out a scream as I hop up, spread my legs apart, and show off my cheerleading background as I perform the perfect splits in the air then come crashing down on my sexy ass, trying to pull your head down with me and smash your face hard into the mat with a facebuster!

Lady_Darcy: I gasp and puff in pain from your pussy kick and, with my head dropped forward, you again grab my head by my hair... "NO... NO..." I gasp, but not that you were ever going to show me any mercy... you jump up splitting your legs into a V and ram my face down into the canvas with a facebuster... SMACKKKK... my face hits the canvas, closely followed by my tits and belly slapping into the canvas... for a moment I lay there face, tits and belly down on the canvas, ass up... then I start groaning... Urrr... and moving my arms and legs, pawing at the canvas as I struggle to get them planted so that I can push myself up...

Oh_Elle_No: The ring shudders as I plant you face, tits, and belly down hard into the canvas in front of me. I smirk arrogantly as you start to squirm as you lay between my outstretched legs. I place my hands on the back of your head and push down roughly as I use your head to help me stand up. Then, I leap straight up, swing my right leg out and look to drop it heavily onto the back of your neck with a big leg drop!

Lady_Darcy: As I start to push up I feel your hands on the back of my head, holding me down, roughly rubbing my face into the canvas... "Urrg... urrg... get off me bitch!..." I groan and gasp as you seek to humiliate me by rubbing my face in the canvas... then you do let go and I start to get pushed up, only to have your right leg come crashing down on the back on my head… sending my face smacking hard down into the canvas again... Arrrgh!... I squeal... again I am laying face, tits, and belly down on the canvas... sheesh, I have been here so many times now... again I start to move my arms and legs to try and get up, but not so quickly now, I am clearly struggling after the punishment I have been taking...

Oh_Elle_No: I swing my leg off you again and as I push to my feet, I snarl at you "You've been in that position so much Darcy it should be your new home!" as I get up off you and you start to rise. I step over you, straddling you again with one foot on either side of your body. I bend over and try to grab both of your arms, one with each hand, trying to grip them both by your wrists before pulling up and back on them trying to lift your upper body up off the canvas as I try to place my right foot on your upper back between your shoulder blades...

Lady_Darcy: As I struggle to push up off the canvas I can hear your taunting... "You've been in that position so much Darcy it should be your new home!"... Urrr... urr... I moan, I am hurting badly, dazed, groggy, but what hurts most is... You're right!... You're taking me apart, but I am no quitter and if I can get back on my feet... suddenly... you grab my arms, yanking them backwards and again my face slaps onto the canvas... I feel one of your boots going between my shoulder blades and then, you start to wrench back on my arms... ARRRRRRGHHHH!!... I scream in agony... "NO!... ARGGGHHH!.... NO...." I scream, my face contorted in agony...

Oh_Elle_No: I pull back on your arms as hard as I can as I place my foot on your upper back and with a wicked grin I start to pull on your arms and press with my foot like I'm trying to rip your arms off, then......as you groan and scream in agony I shout out "You'll never be champion of this league as long as I'm around Darcy!" as I try to move my foot onto the back of your head now and thrust down as hard as I can as I release your arms, trying to curb stomp you brutally into the canvas...

Lady_Darcy: ARGGH!!... NO!... NO!!... I squeal, I have no intention of submitting to some bimbo bitch like you, I'll pass out before I do that... and you seem to realize it... you move your boot to the back of my head, release my arms and curb stomp my head into the canvas... My head smacks hard into the canvas... again!... I am now badly dazed and stunned, but yet again I plant my hands and start to move my legs, struggling desperately to try and get up onto my hands and knees...

Oh_Elle_No: I smash you down violently into the canvas with a curb stomp and the ring shudders and the crowd gasps and you moan out in pain, but like a bulldog you just.... keep.... coming! "OMG just say the fuck down!" I shout out showing frustration now as I watch in mild disbelief as you are already trying to get your hands and knees under you "Okay Darcy you're asking for it!" I snarl as I decide I'm done messing around. I drop to the canvas and roll out of the ring, walking to the announce table I grab your (soon to be MY) title belt and roll back into the ring with it. I get to my feet and hold it with both hands, eyes locked on you, studying your every movement like a lioness stalking her prey "come on bitch...get up.....get up.....come on" I mumble under my breath as I watch you start to get up and stagger to your feet painfully slowly. Then, as soon as you have your legs under you, I lunge at you and swing the title belt as hard as I can at your face, trying to take your head off with it...

Lady_Darcy: It is a painful struggle, but I get up onto my hands and knees... I can hear you squealing in disbelief... "OMG just stay the fuck down!"... I ain't gonna do that bitch, I'll keep fighting until... I can't anymore... I get up onto my knees, one leg now under me and... up onto my feet... I am swaying like a drunk on wobbly legs, my head hanging down, but I am up on my feet... I pull my fists and arms up in a very loose guard, not one that might be that effective, but showing there is still some fight in me... but despite the fog in my brain I am bemused as to why you haven't attacked me... I start to try and look around to find you and then... OMG... I see you coming at me brandishing the title belt, aiming to take my head off... "NOOOOO!!..." I squeal and lunge forward, dropping my head and shoulder in a desperate attempt to spear you in the belly as you charge at me...

Oh_Elle_No: Getting to tired of you refusing to stay down as you just keep coming and coming and coming at me, I look for a quick, brutal and emphatic way to end this match as I lunge full force toward you and try to knock you out with your title belt! But.... you duck low under it and a split second later "AAAAUUUNNGGHHFFFFFF!!!" I grunt out loud as you drive yourself forward and ram your shoulder hard and deep into my sexy belly with a loud SMACK "OOOOOUUUUFFFFFFF!" stopping me in my tracks as the title belt flies from my hands and flops onto the canvas as I do as well, being driving down and landing hard on my back with a loud THUD as the ring shudders under impact "UUUnnnnnnggghhhhh" laying on my back moaning and groaning with my hands folded over my belly...

Lady_Darcy: I am desperate, partly out of survival and partly as an attempt to fight back I lunge at you, dropping my head and shoulder and spearing you in that trim belly of yours... I am in such a bad way that I don't have much forward momentum, but you are charging at me, and your own momentum rams your belly into my shoulder... there is a loud smacking sound only matched by the air exhaled as you grunt from the impact... you fall back down onto the canvas on your back, groaning and clasping your belly... I am so tired that I fall down onto my knees in front of you... my head drops for a moment, I am so tired and hurt, but then my fighting spirit comes through... I reach out and grab your hair to pull you up and hurl my right fist at your chin... 

... I may be on my knees, but I am a fighter, and I am going to fight...

Oh_Elle_No: As I lay on my back with my abs and lungs burning now gasping for air and wincing and moaning in pain, I feel a sharp tingle in my scalp as you grab my hair and drag me up onto my knees now, and I can’t help but continue to clutch my aching belly too long and I can't get my hands up in front of my face in time and CRAAACK "AAaagghh!" I yelp out as you drill me in the chin with your fist, snapping my head back (if you release my hair yet) and I flop backwards with my legs bend awkwardly under me bent back at the knees as I lay back on my lower legs...

Lady_Darcy: My punch crashes home onto your chin, so hard it knocks your head out of the grip I have on your hair... 

... sending you backwards down onto the canvas... I gasp and puff, my big chest heaves... but I crawl across to you... aiming to get my big body mounted on top of you, grab your hair and continue the punishment with my right fist, using my power to beat you senseless...

Oh_Elle_No: "UUnnnnghhffff" I groan as you crawl on top of me now and I take your weight on my belly as your added weight bends my own body backwards even more painfully over my own bent legs now. Then, gripping my hair tightly, you unleash a flurry of brutal punches that smash one after the other into my pretty face CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK I yelp out in pain after each one as you start to bloody my face up now, slowly weakening me with each additional punch...

Lady_Darcy: At last I am on top, you have been giving me a heavy beating and I am badly hurt, but now I have a chance to pay you back and I take it with relish, raining punches down into your pretty face... CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK... blood starts to come from your nose and mouth as I relentlessly pummel you, a wicked, evil, grin on my face... after a few moments I start to tire and stop punching... feeling I have subdued you enough I take a break... you're bloody, bruised and clearly stunned but you're not beaten yet and I want to make you pay... I roll off of you and grab your hair looking to drag you across the ring to roll you out of the ring under the bottom rope...

Oh_Elle_No: My face burning in pain now as you relentlessly punch me and open me up, slowly stunning me with your fists til I lay flat on my back on the canvas as you let go of my hair and let my head drop heavily onto the canvas with a THUMP before rolling off of me, leaving me bloodied and moaning as you then grab my hair and drag me across the canvas toward the ropes and roll me underneath and I roll off the apron and flop heavily down onto the hard concrete floor below, landing with a heavy SMACK on my side before flopping over onto my back now, my head aching, face burning, mind swimming, heart racing as I moan and try desperately to regain my senses...

Lady_Darcy: After the pounding I gave your face you’re in a bad way, putting up no resistance as I viciously drag you across the ring by your blonde hair, and I have no compunction about doing it, you have given me a vicious beating and I now want to make you pay dearly. When we get to the ropes I let go of your hair and push you, rolling over and over, under the bottom rope, just letting you free fall off the apron down onto the hard, bare, concrete floor. You land with a loud SMACK on the floor and roll over onto your back, moaning, groaning, clasping at your face, you’re bloody, bruised and look like you don’t know which planet you’re on, let alone what fight you’re in. I drop down and roll under the bottom rope, landing on my feet beside the ring apron, my thick body, tits, belly, and ass wobbling and shaking in aftershock as I land on my feet. I stumble around, despite just having given you a battering I am still badly dazed and hurt from your earlier assault on me.

Looking around I finally see what I want, an unoccupied folding steel chair, I grab hold of it and in my dazed state it takes me a few moments to work out how to fold it up, but when I have it folded I raise it up above my head and turn back towards you, ready to bring it crashing down on you…

Oh_Elle_No: I lay on my back on the cold hard concrete floor outside the ring, groaning as my head rolls back and forth from side to side. My eyes flutter as I hear some banging and clanging off to the side of where I lay. I roll my head to one side and try to blink things into focus through my semi-swolen eyes. I see you struggling with a chair for a moment before starting back toward me, folded steel chair in your grasp as you approach me and bring it over your head with both hands, and as you do, I try to bring my knees to my chest and thrust my legs back out, aiming my boots for your shins as soon as you get close enough to me..

Lady_Darcy: I stumble across the floor towards you with the chair raised over my head. I am tired and dazed, bruised, sweating profusely, and puffing heavily, my 38DD chest heaving up and down, but you’re a sitting, or more precisely, laying, target and I intend to smash you into oblivion with the chair. As I position myself above you your legs suddenly thrust outwards and the soles of your boots slam into my shins… “WHOAAA!!...” I squeal as my legs are kicked out from under me and I fall forwards… the chair comes out of my hands as I fall, face, tits, and belly, first into the hard concrete floor. There’s a ghastly CRACK as my forehead headbutts the concrete floor and for a few moments I lay there, not moving, face down on the floor. The crowd goes silent. Then my legs and arms slowly start to move.

Lady_Darcy: Slowly, painfully, I push myself up onto my hands and knees, my head is initially hanging down but as I lift it up there is blood flowing down over my face from a large gash on my forehead. My eyes are glassy, my expression suggests that I am quite out of it, but somehow, I get from my hands and knees to my feet. I sway and stumble on my feet, staggering incoherently from side to side, my head hanging, eyes glassy, mouth open, blood running down over my face and dripping onto my chest. I pull my fists up into a very loose guard and vaguely look around to see where you are.

Oh_Elle_No: My boots slam into your shins and the impact has even a greater effect than I expected. I lift my head off the concrete floor to see you go down as your legs are taken right out from under you. The chair clangs heavily down onto the floor as you smash down in it just as hard with an intense SMACKING sound... I groan out myself as I sit up now and shake my head, trying to clear the cobwebs as I see you starting to push back up as well with blood on your own face and head now. But just as you manage to push onto your hands and knees, I manage to push onto my feet where I stagger and sway myself toward the chair as it lies on the floor. I bent over and grab it and turn around to see you have drug yourself onto your feet now. I don't want a repeat of before when I missed you with the title belt, so rather than swinging rhe chair at you and potentially missing again, I shout out "Yo....Darcy" through my heavy breaths, then take a step toward you and toss the chair lightly to you, assuming, expecting, and hoping you'll catch it. And as soon as you do, IF you do, I try to step toward you and swing my right leg up and twist my body as I thrust my foot out and look to smash my boot into the steel chair as you hold it having just caught it, hopefully smashing it back into your face!

Lady_Darcy: I am in a daze, stumbling and swaying when I hear a voice calling out to me... "Yo....Darcy"... I turn and see a chair flying through the air towards me... "Huh?..." I mumble, raising my forearms and ducking my head behind them... Clang... the chair hits my arms and falls to the ground, I stumble a step backwards and as I do your boot swishes in front of my face... "Uhh?..." I mumble... not really sure what is happening, but instinctively knowing I need to fight back... My brain is in a fog, but I can see you are in front of me, I raise my fists and swing a wild looping left hook out towards where I think you are standing uttering a loud grunt.... URRRRGH!... as I throw the punch, leaning my thick body behind the blow...

Oh_Elle_No: You are too dazed to catch the chair as I toss it at you and it clangs to the ground instead, but I'm already launching myself at you aiming for a superkick, but your years of experience and instincts tell you to move so you're able to sway to the side just enough to let my foot whoosh past your head and face as SMAAAACK "UUuuhhngghh!!" I grimace out as I take a wild hooking left punch into my left sided kidney area as my body is turned with my back to you due to my momentum on the follow through with the missed kick..mtc

Oh_Elle_No: I grunt out and stagger away from you holding my kidney and getting to the steel barricades in front of me. I spin against them so my back is against them, leaning on them as I look forward at you, face bloodied, breathing heavily as I say through my heavy breaths...."You… can’t... beat... me... Darcy" hoping you'll come at me...

Lady_Darcy: SMAAAACK... My left hook slams into your side... "UUuuhhngghh!!" you grunt and your face grimaces... As I straighten back up, pulling my very loose guard up in front of my face you stumble backwards towards the steel barricades... As you hang on the barricades for support you gasp at me... "You… can't... beat.... me... Darcy"... My brain is so fogged I have to pause for a moment to process what you're saying... The crowd are yelling and hollering, urging me forward, urging me to attack... and I can't think of anything else... I stumble forward towards you, and when I am just a couple of steps in front of you... URRRRRR... I grunt loudly as I swing a big left hook at your jaw... tits and belly swaying as I hurl the haymaker in an effort to put you down and out...

Oh_Elle_No: You stagger toward me again as I bait you to me as I lean against the railing. Your big body sways as you lumber toward me and put your considerable weight behind a big haymaker you throw wildly at my head, and as you fist smiles toward me, I lean my body to the left hard, letting your fist brush past my face as I step forward as your momentum carries you into me I try to raise my right knee up fast and hard and drive it as deep into your big belly as I can!

Lady_Darcy: There's no thinking in my strategy, just desperation to put you down, I lean into the left hook with all my 170lbs and... you dodge to your left.... my fist fly's past your face, the momentum of my thick, curvy, body carrying me on after the punch straight into your right knee as you bring it up into my thick belly... GURRRRRGH!!... I grunt out as your knee digs deep into the flesh... my body doubling over, my head going down, my hands and arms going down to clasp around my belly...

 ... I try to stumble away still clutching my belly, my legs wobbling, my head hanging down... after a couple of steps I turn to face you and try to straighten up...

Oh_Elle_No: I love the sound my knee makes is it slams into your belly almost as much as I like the sounds you make from the pain as I do. You stumble backwards now still clutching your belly, doubled over try to press my advantage and before you can straighten all the way up, I step toward you and try to plant my left foot and swing my right up aiming to kick you as hard as I can in your big tits as they sway in your top!

Lady_Darcy: I am in a very bad way, bleeding heavily from the gash on my forehead, my brain completely fogged from the multiple times it has rammed into the canvas and floor, now totally winded with an enormous pain in my belly. As I turn back to face you, you come at me, and there's little I can do to defend myself. As I straighten up I start to raise my arms defensively, dropping my head, but I am too tired, too exhausted, and too slow, your right leg lashes out and pierces straight through any defense, crashing hard into my 38DD tits... ARRRRGGGH!!... I scream in pain as your boot squashes my tits in my top, the force of the impact sending me stumbling back on my heels my arms windmilling at my side... the crowd gasps, thinking I will fall down... but in one last desperate effort my thick legs hold me up, wobbling, shaking, but still upright... I am very dazed, my mouth open, my tongue hanging out, my eyes glassy... but I pull my fists up, getting ready to attack...

Oh_Elle_No: My hard kick to your tits lands with tremendous force that forces your body upright and backwards, but not over onto the floor as you swing your arms wildly trying to keep yourself upright, and managing to do so but you look to be in a bad way, dazed and glassy eyed with your mouth hanging open, you weakly raise your arms, trying to bring your fists up in front of your face, and as you do, a confident, cocky smirk appears on my face as I say in a low, threatening tone to you "Like I told ya Darcy, you don't deserve to be champion....and you never will be!" Then I step forward and plant my left leg again, quickly spinning on it and rotating my body around as I swing my right up as fast and hard as I can trying to smash the top of my boot as hard as possible into your jaw, trying to take your head off with a devastating spinning kick...

Lady_Darcy: I see you step forward towards me and I have got my fists up, but I am too fogged in my brain to use them, too slow to get my arms up defensively. You plant your left leg and swing your right leg up in an arc, crashing it into the left side of my jaw. My head twists violently to the right, backwards and upwards, my brunette hair flailing out from the impact. My arms fly outwards and I take a stumbling step to my right as my thick, heavy, 170lbs body starts to fall under gravity. There's no grunt or squeal as I fall, I was out cold the moment your boot hit my jaw, my eyeballs rolling upwards as my head twisted. I drop onto my knees and then fold over forwards, tits, belly and face down onto the floor, my arms and legs spreadeagled outwards, ass up. The crowd gasps as I, once again, go face down, but this time there is no movement I just lay there on the floor. The referee, who has little to do in an NHB match. quickly slides out of the ring and rushes over to me. Kneeling at my side they grab a handful of my long brunette hair to lift up the back of my head. My eyes are closed and my tongue hanging out of my mouth... The referee looks around at the crowd and yells... "SHE'S OUT!!!..." then looks towards backstage and calls... "Medics!... Medics!..."

Oh_Elle_No: My foot connects violently with your jaw and with a sweet, satisfying CRAAAAAAAAAACK your lights go out and I drop you like a ton of bricks, sending you flopping limp and lifeless face down on the cold hard concrete floor outside the ring, your big tits and pudgy belly mashed against the concrete as your cheek lays on the ground. The ref checks on you then calls for the medics as I push him away and plant my boot on your cheek, pressing your face to the floor as the medics rush down the aisle from the back and I look down at you with an evil grin on my pretty face and snarl "The title is mine bitch! I told you once, but you just wouldn't listen. You just can't beat PERFECTION!" 

Published: 2023-12-06, viewed 75 times.