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10:50 Phil_PT:

16:59 Phil_PT: I am in my usual short black swimsuit, bare feet. My muscular body and oiled body looks brilliant for the effect of the lights. I feel nervous, but when i hear my music I just focus on my match. I'm concentrated and curious to see the newbie I must fight tonight. I leave my locker room and go to the ring with a calm walk. I have a confident attitude and while walking I flex my biceps and pecs to show them to the crown. I move to the apron ring by the iron steps and then pass throw the ropes to enter. Greet the audience and look around. I'm waiting for my opponent's entrance, stand in my corner and shake my arms and neck, while my music fades away

16:59 Phil_PT:

01:53 Penny_Barber: I am in my Green signature bikini as I entered the ring accompanied by a blaring party music and went into my corner stretching my body and showing off my physique as I wait for the match to begin

12:58 Penny_Barber:

13:17 Phil_PT: I look at you, I notice your sexy and athletic body. "It's my turn to welcome you to this federation!" I hit the palm of my left hand with my right fist "Welcome to hell." Then the referee rings the bell and the match begins. I stay on my guard and study your movements

13:19 Penny_Barber: I smirk and respond with a laugh "Empty threats don't scare me" I wait for the bell to ring and when it does I move out of my corner circling you slowly waiting for an opening to charge as my opponent is bulky and lanky

13:24 Phil_PT: You move in a circle and I follow you with my eyes. I really want to see how bold and courageous you are. I approach you and raise an arm, I spread my palm out as a test of strength "What do you say, do you accept?"

13:27 Penny_Barber: I grab your hand and lock our hands but as soon as weight is put I know that I'm at a considerable loss of power and I send a kick to your belly trying to hit you early

13:31 Phil_PT: You grab my hand and I smile, thinking you've fallen into my trap. But then you hit me in the stomach and I bend over. I put my hands on my belly and think that you were the smarter one of the two

13:33 Penny_Barber: With your neck exposed as you bend over I try to grab your head under my bicep and follow it up with an elbow to your back and a DDT on the mat

13:35 Phil_PT: Your blow made me lean forward and now you immediately take advantage of the situation. Grab my head and pull me already. My face hits the mat from your DDT. I groan, put my hands on my face and roll to the ground. It's certainly not the start to the match I had hoped for

15:20 Penny_Barber: I smirk knowing that I had the upper hand in this match as I saw you rolling on the ground I knew I had to keep the advantage from getting away and I tried grabbing your arm and send a few more kicks aimed at your abs and chest

16:01 Phil_PT: You grab my arm and start kicking me in the hips. You've taken a clear advantage, I snort with every stroke. Then I try to rotate my body and with my right foot I try to sweep your ankle, hoping to trip you and make you lose your balance.

09:20 Penny_Barber: I was basking in my adrenaline rush and focused on my attacks so I don't see your leg and end up on the mat face first stunned for a few seconds before trying to roll away

12:13 Phil_PT: I need a break and as soon as I can tackle you and make you fall on the mat, I roll under the bottom rope, outside the ring. I walk on the floor, look at you and take deep breaths to recover energy

02:35 Penny_Barber: As we both roll away from eachother I can feel I lost the advantage that I had over you and after a few counts I decide to try and regain it by running and jumping over the ropes trying to tackle you to the mat

09:52 Phil_PT: I wide open my eyes when I see you rushing towards me. I try to counters you, but maybe I had to move on the side. I can't do the right thing and you catch my chest shoving me to the floor. I lay on my back complaining for the pain

11:10 Penny_Barber: I connect with you and end up knocking the wind out of you amazed that I could still do the high flying move quite well but the impact had its hit on me too as I fall down for some seconds as the ref begins to count

11:15 Phil_PT: The crowd cheers after this spectacular maneuver. But I'm in trouble. Stunned. I stay on the ground for a few seconds and then start crawling towards the steel steps at the corner of the ring. I try to help myself with them to stand up. Your aggression is putting me in trouble. I hear the referee counting, I have to hurry

11:19 Penny_Barber: I turn over and then get up seeing you close to the staircase looking up at the ref I know the count is not much an issue as I have an ample time to attack and then get into the ring but it could backfire. Turned on by the adrenaline rush I run towards you for a knee to your face trying to connect and yet not get hit by the stairs

11:25 Phil_PT: I crawl towards the stairs and cling to them to try to get up. As soon as I'm with my feet on the ground and my hands are still on the top step, you attack once again like a fury, driven by your momentum and adrenaline. But I have an instinctive reaction and, holding my hands on the ladder, I raise my right foot to hit you before you can get too close to me to connect with your knee. I aim at my pento with the sole of my boot.

11:25 Phil_PT: https://shorturl.at/bsxyE

11:27 Penny_Barber: Oufff unexpectedly I run into your boot as it connects to my face and I fall down on the ground stunned by the impact that you made cursing myself and trying to summon enough courage to try and stand up as I am sprawled on the floor

11:32 Phil_PT: I finally managed to land the first shot of my match. The blow seems to have a noticeable effect on you. You fall to the ground. I have to take advantage of this moment and so I don't want to allow you to get up. As soon as you move I move forward to try a stomp on your chest "Stay down!" I scream. Then I try another one to your abdomen, while the referee continues counting

11:34 Penny_Barber: I hear your boots coming and soon one of them lands hard on my chest knocking the air out of me and before I could even recover I feel another one on my abdomen with the count nearing the end I desperately cling on to your foot holding tightly

11:40 Phil_PT: The referee counts, I'm now in control of the match, but I'm out of the ring. I don't want to win by count out, I want to bring the match back inside the ropes. I grab the strings of your bikini and pull hard to force you to stand up. If I succeed, I then pull you to slam your abdomen into the apron, and finally push you under the bottom rope. I follow you and go up to the ring apron with the stairs and then I go between the second and third rope to follow you inside the ring

11:57 Penny_Barber: I feel you grab and pull me up somehow miraculously my bikini holds up and before you can do anything my fists and elbow connect with your face before I grabbed the back of your head and hit it on the apron before pushing you into the ring and following you in

11:59 Phil_PT: I try to slam you into the ring apron, but you get ahead of me. You punch me in the face and then slam my head into the ring apron. You're the one making the move I tried. Finally I roll into the ring and move on all fours towards the ropes on the opposite side. Then slowly I try to get up

12:01 Phil_PT:

07:40 Penny_Barber: I get into the ring and get on my feet knowing that this match is far from over as I see you getting up I move towards you and try to hit your belly with a kick and then if it connects send multiple kicks to your face

08:00 Phil_PT: I try to go towards the ropes, but you reach me before I can touch them. I decide to focus on you and this decision of mine pays off. I grab your foot aimed at my belly, twist your ankle to prevent further attacks and finally try to move one leg to hit your ankle, hoping to knock you off balance

14:00 Penny_Barber: Ooof I hobble on one knee but I can't connect with you on the floor as I hope on my foot and then fall down hard and try to hit you with my legs and get free

14:03 Phil_PT: I have to release your foor to avoit your kick. I push your leg and step forward. I take a break, breath and give you the time to stand on your feet "C'mon, babe... let's have some fun"

14:04 Penny_Barber: I slowly get back to my feet and I'm thankful to my sexfights for the stamina I have and I'm not fatigued "You look done lad"

14:05 Phil_PT: "Do you really think that?" I smile "You're just someone who pretends to fight in porn videos." I say this to make you nervous. Then I go on the attack. I run towards you and jump to try to hit you with a heel kick in the middle of the chest

14:09 Penny_Barber: "Yeah well that depends on the kinda shitty---" I have to duck under you to avoid the leg before trying to grab your other foot and pull you backwards locking in the ankle lock

14:11 Penny_Barber:

14:12 Phil_PT: You duck and I can't hit the target. When I land on the mat you grab my support foot and make me fall. You try to twist my ankle while I'm on my back. I then try to use my other foot to kick your wrists to force you to let go of my leg

14:13 Penny_Barber: I tried clinging to your arm by shaking your leg but a hard aim on my wrist makes me let go and I move backwards buying time and massage my wrists

14:17 Phil_PT: I do a flip backwards and promptly get back on my feet. I see you back away. After having failed the previous attack I try to move with more caution. I reach out and try to grab your head to hold it in a side headlock, pushing your face against my pecs

14:21 Penny_Barber: I feel you grab my head and I decide to grab your waist with my arms from the side and use much of my upperbody strength and to lift you a little and try the side suplex on you

14:23 Phil_PT: You have incredible strength. I'm surprised when you lift me up. My feet leave the ground and then you drop me on my back on the mat. I slam hard and immediately roll sideways. I'm forced to leave your head. I try to move away from you and get back on my feet immediately, but I stagger, a little dizzy from the previous move

14:24 Phil_PT:

14:26 Penny_Barber: As you are moving away I know that this is the moment I jump and land on your back before putting my legs around your arms and trying to lock my hands around your neck "Come on! This has to do it... Tap tap" I say increasing pressure on your trachea

14:28 Phil_PT: You jump on me and put your legs around my body. Your arms strangle me. I stagger, trying not to fall. I back up towards the corner trying to get your back into the turnbuckles

14:29 Penny_Barber: Ooof opppf I mean loudly as my attempt to subdue you fails and I am squashed so I have to let go of my arms and fall on the mat

14:32 Phil_PT: I'll hit your back against the corner. You leave me. My attempt was successful. I feel your breasts rubbing against my back. I then try to hit you backwards with an elbow to the belly, then I turn face towards you

14:34 Penny_Barber: Ouffff I get hit in the belly badly and as I slump to the ground massaging my abs slowly and checking for purple or red marks

14:34 Penny_Barber:

14:38 Phil_PT: I smile and grab your wrist "Does it hurt? I'm sorry, but now I'll have to continue!" I point my feet and pull you to stand up. Then I try to throw you into the opposite corner of the ring with an Irish Whip

14:40 Penny_Barber: Pretty stunned after your elbows I hadn't fully recovered when you whip me across the ring and the momentum makes me hit the corner face first as I sprawl on the floor

14:41 Penny_Barber:

14:43 Phil_PT: You slam into the corner and then fall to the ground. I feel very confident now. I walk slowly towards you and when I'm close to you I bend down to grab you by the hair. I pull you to your feet and smile "Shall we get this over with?" . I hug you, pass my hands under your arms and then cross them behind your back. Your chest against mine. I flex my biceps and start holding you in a bear hug

14:45 Penny_Barber: I feel someone grab my hair and I yell in pain as I'm being squashed and my whole body contracts against my will I try to use my arms to connect my elbows with your face weakly but I can feel my strength leave me

14:47 Phil_PT: Put your elbows in my face. You hurt me. I feel my grip loosen. I spread my legs to keep you balanced, but then I'm forced to leave you. I put my hands on my face and step back

14:47 Phil_PT:

14:58 Penny_Barber: I gain a momentary freedom as I retreat into the corner holding the sides to take gulps of breath as I have been exhausted from the hug

15:00 Phil_PT: I take a few steps back, then I raise my head and look at you. "You, slut!" Then I run towards you and try to hit you with my chest against yours to crash into the corner with a jumping splash

15:09 Penny_Barber: I somehow roll out of the way as you splash into the ring corner so I pull your legs and pull you near the center before locking in Charlotte's figure 8 lock and arching my body

15:10 Penny_Barber: https://youtube.com/shorts/BKQClt62wfY?si=WP8cUoKh8V8Mkq-Q

15:12 Phil_PT: I miss you and my chest impacts against the corner. I stumble backwards and you pull my legs to makes me fall down. Then you wrap tour legs to mines and apply a fig 8 leglock. I scream in pain, but I try to move my hands and slam them to the mat in trouble

15:14 Penny_Barber: I hold the bridge and knowing you are helpless I start yelling and soon the crowd starts chanting with me "Tap! Tap! Tap!"

15:17 Phil_PT: I scream in pain, hearing the people cheering for you. "No no nooooo" i try to give all I have to resist

15:21 Penny_Barber: I hold the position knowing that I have the hold locked in and it is merely time that can take you down "Yesss! Tappp!"

17:43 Phil_PT: I try to resist, move my hands hoping to slide and pull you towards the ropes

15:24 Penny_Barber: I pull my body inwards and knowing that the submission manuever is painful before trying to stand on my hand and move backwards

15:40 Phil_PT: You don't release me and I can't find a way out. I scream in pain and finally I tap my hand on the mat to give up "I giiiive I giive" I scream

10:47 Penny_Barber: I let your legs go and then the referee raises my hand claiming my win as I smile holding my belly completely exhausted and soon leave for backstage before saying "I'm coming for the championship"