United Combat Federation

Signe_Viking: Tonight the club had invited to incredible women from different countries to battle it out in the club ring in a no holds barred kind of pro style wrestling fight with knockout ending. All the tables and places around the ring were taken and a lot of people had bed money on one of the fighters. “Introducing first from the far north of Norway the Viking warrior Signe” I enter the ring in my shiny one piece swimsuit in black and walk to my corner of the ring my face stone cold as I not even flex a muscle to the fans but my muscles are well defined and are showing good when just having a one piece.

Sybille: "And her opponent, Sybille, the German Amazon," echoes through the loudspeaker as I walk in. Dressed all in black, just like you, but in a bikini, and I proudly show off my very well-defined muscles. I strike a pose as I walk in and high-five a few fans—I want to win the crowd over right away, after watching your cool entrance. I climb into the ring with you and head to my corner.

Signe_Viking: The ref calls us to the Center of the ring and I walk towards you we are quite equal in size and both with incredible muscles. I like the look of you and I think that it is sad that I have to beat you up. But I try to keep a stone cold expression while the ref talks about limited rules but no moves that could be life threatening… then when it is shake hands I reach out to you for the shake hands and try to stare you done with my expression but with a slight twinkle in one eye showing that I like you…

Sybille: I rarely step into the ring with someone who’s about my height, and I look at you, sizing you up. I let my eyes glide over your sexy body. I imagine that I could definitely have other kinds of fun with you besides just fighting. “Sexy feet,” I think to myself as my eyes briefly glide over them, before I slowly make my way to the center. I see the sparkle in your eyes and sense that you find me just as attractive. “It’s almost a shame that you won’t be this beautiful anymore later on.” I say it, hoping to see some reaction on that frozen face of yours. But then I tense up, and right after we high-five, I start getting ready for the fight, raise my arms, and begin slowly circling you.

Signe_Viking: As you circle me the bell rings and the fans start cheering and most of them shouting your name after you flirted a bit with them. I am in my own world now just focused on you matching your movements and then suddenly faking a punch towards your head hoping you get your guard up so that I can slam a fist into the beautiful abs of yours

Sybille: I actually raise my guard a little, but then your fist slams into my abs. I gasp, but you immediately feel just how solid my abs are and how well they absorb the blow. Aside from a gasp, I show no reaction, but I use the moment right away to counterattack. I swing my right hand over your striking hand toward your chin and, at the same time, try to land a low kick on your thigh with my foot.

Signe_Viking: BAM BAM you are fast and I get surprised first the blow of mine almost didn’t inflict any reaction then a strike hit my chin my head bouncing back and while trying to move away from you my right thigh gets a quite hard kick but I try to power through the howl attack and then rushing forward trying to unleash a series of blows aiming for your chest and boobs this time like I was attacking a punching ball trying to drive you backwards

Sybille: I hit you just as hard, but you take the blows well too and attack me right away before I can follow up. This time, you pound my breasts. You hit them wildly, like punching bags, and the pain shoots through my body. I groan as I take a hard hit and can’t block your third blow until then. I deflect it outward and use the opening to slam my knee into your abs and drive my fist into your chin with an uppercut...

Signe_Viking: Your pace and your ability to absorb my attacks are stunning even after showing a bit of pain you are able to treat my abs with a knee blow before a good delivered uppercut make my head flying back and me staggering back two steps getting my guard up

Sybille: I'm landing some good hits on you now, and I can see they're having an effect. You step back and reposition your guard. I follow you right away, not wanting to give you any time to recover from my hits. I feel my breasts, which took some hard blows, aching, but I push the pain aside. The sight of your hot body—the way you move—makes my heart race, and I know it’s going to be a tough job today to bring you to your knees. I'll throw my first punch at your guard, hoping to open it up a bit, and then try to take advantage of the opening to land another quick, hard right punch to your abs.

Signe_Viking: It has evolved to a be a fist fight for now… the fans right now in your side but as you start to work my guard I sense your aim for my abs and I am able to get my knee up just in time absorbing your blow and using the split second to deliver a direct punch towards your face as a answer on your attack…

Sybille: I'm too careless with my attack, and your fist slams into my face. My nose cracks, and a little blood trickles out of it. I gasp heavily and take a few quick steps backward to create some distance between us and catch my breath while I raise my guard.

Signe_Viking: This time I am as able to get some power in my attack but sadly I had your nice nose taking the blow but no time to be sorry… I quickly move forward your guard up make my knee find your belly again this time trying to get more power into it

Sybille: I step back, but you’re right on my heels. I see your gorgeous thighs moving toward me, your muscles tensing, your fists aimed at me—and then you swing your leg up to kick me in the stomach with your knee. But I turn slightly to the side, block it, and kick at your supporting leg with my foot, hoping to bring you down.

Signe_Viking: I am about to kick you working fast but damn you are good sliding a bit away and kick towards my standing leg make me almost fall but just almost but my balance is broken making me stumble backwards to regain control and a short time period my guard is down

Sybille: I can't take you down, but I'll throw you off balance and watch you stumble backward. You can't set up your guard very well, and I want to take immediate advantage of that to take you down after all. I'll jump after you to run you over with my shoulder leading in a spear and catapult you to the ground.

Sybille:

Signe_Viking: This time I have no time to react and you just slam your shoulder into my belly punching the air out of my Body . Lifting my body of my feet and make me fly backward together with you me landing on my ass and back hardt but reacting by rolling backwards making me throw you off before you are able to mount me but moaning in pain as I try to roll away from you and to the ropes

Sybille: I'm pleased with that good move and how I took you down, but you're still quick on your feet and shake me off before I can pin you down, and I follow you as you roll toward the ropes and try to pull yourself up. I grab your head by the hair and press your neck against the bottom rope, and while I’m choking you like this, I plant my knee in the back of your neck so I can pin you down with my full weight. As I do this, my eyes glide over your strong thighs and your sexy feet, and I feel a slight tinge of arousal again at the thought that I could do other things with your body besides destroying you.

Signe_Viking: The pace of yours is shattering me as I try to get on my feet I find myself trapped against the bottom rope and your weight pressing my neck and throat to the bottom rope make me caugh and difficult to breathe… my body is starting to show signs of the brutal fight we are in and I have started sweating heavily… the fans cheer your name and enjoying the fight so far

Sybille: I enjoy hearing you gasp and struggle to breathe. With both hands, you manage to push the rope down a little so you can at least breathe with some difficulty. I see your wonderful biceps bulging, and I know it’s taking an incredible amount of strength for you to hold against it. I press my knee hard and firmly into the back of your neck. I see the sweat on your skin and stroke your back with one hand. I trace the curve of your spine and slide down to your buttocks. The crowd roars as I do this, and then I use my index finger to press your thin one-piece swimsuit into the cleft of your butt with relish, sliding it along there, between your thighs, and touching your pussy with the tips of my fingers. “Welllll, do you like that?” I ask, a little mockingly but also curious to see how you’ll react. I bite my lower lip because it’s so hot to touch you there while I’m holding you so dominantly in the rope.

Signe_Viking: I am in deep shit as I struggle to maintain a position there the choke isn’t taking all my breath and at the same time not knowing how to escape from this hold. My body aching in pain but suddenly I sense the journey of your finger and when it travels on the spandex across my ass and towards my pussy I can’t avoid to moan a bit as the sensation travels through my womanhood as a certain excitement that almost puts all pain it’s shadow… I try to move my body violently hoping to make you leave the hold while I hear the crowd enjoying and cheering for more punishment of the Viking

Sybille: I hear you moaning, and then you start moving violently to shake me off. With my free hand, I grab the top rope to steady myself and try to keep you pinned to the rope with my knee. But your violent movements cause me to slide forward a bit, so that now the arch of my foot is resting on your neck and my toes are rubbing against your cheek. “Oh, you seem to like that,” I whisper as you moan again, and I press the thin fabric against your labia and trace circles around your clitoris with my fingertips.

Signe_Viking: I am still in trouble and can’t get you off me… the private club erupts in applause and cheering as they see what you are doing with my while your work on my womanhood makes me moan again and I now I am in trouble now if I can’t get rid off you now I might cum in the middle of the ring how embarrassing for the Norwegian champ … I gather my strength and erupt in a violent movement of my body my feet down on the mat again I try to push my body up and you off me

Sybille: Maybe I underestimated your strength, maybe I’m being too careless right now, but you actually manage to push yourself up with great force, and I lose my footing; I can’t control you anymore. I quickly pull my leg away when I realize I can’t stop you from breaking free, and I kick you in the side with the sole of my foot to knock you right over and keep you from getting back up. As I do, my gaze falls on your one-piece swimsuit and the wet spot. "Oh, sweetie, you should have told me that you'd rather have a sex fight than a tough battle, which you're clearly not prepared for at all." I say it sarcastically, but also to hide how turned on I am by the idea itself—and that it makes me happy, too, that you’re obviously into me, given how quickly and intensely my fingers turned you on.

Signe_Viking: I am able to shake you off just to get a kick into my flank but I am so angry now and the adrenaline in combination with my aroused womanhood make me power through it instead of falling to my side making me get to my feet and as you still mock me verbally you are not prepared for a uppercut that lands directly into your chin making your head bouncing violently back

Sybille: You actually manage to get right back on your feet while I’m still taunting you. Maybe instead of talking, I should have gone after you right away. But it was too tempting, and now I’m paying the price. Even though you’re still a little weakened from being choked and gasping for air, your adrenaline makes sure you slam your fist into my chin with a lightning-fast uppercut. My head snaps back and I stagger two steps backward. “Fuck,” I hiss, and raise my guard.

Signe_Viking: This time I don’t wait and give you now chance to follow up. Your guard comes up after your head made a painful bouncing move after a perfect delivered uppercut but the next move from me is another powerful delivered kick right into your womanhood just covered by your spandex “eat this bitch, I will make you pay for teasing me like this”

Sybille: I lower my guard and stand in front of you with my legs slightly apart, and you take advantage of that mercilessly. I feel the full force of your foot striking my womanhood. Merciless, and yet somehow totally hot. As you kick, the sight of the inevitable is terrifying and arousing at the same time—your thigh muscles and your toes flying toward me. But then the impact comes, and a muffled “ohhhh” escapes my mouth, which opens in pain, and then I buckle. My knees give way, and I first drop to my knees in front of you, then tip forward almost in slow motion, while my fingers reach for my pussy and rub my aching, throbbing mound, trying to block out the pain. I whimper and writhe on the floor, my legs trembling and twisting together as I try to cope with the pain.

Signe_Viking: The fans booing on me now their hero is downed but I ignore them. I am actually quite tired after the beating I have received so far and would rather love to be with you in a private place but still I can’t let you win so while you are down on the mat coping with your pain I deliver a fiercely delivered and well placed elbow drop onto your lower spine

Sybille: I'm on the floor, still writhing from the blow to my pussy. I whimper when I see you jump off, and I sense that you're about to throw yourself at me. I push off desperately with my hands and legs, hoping to roll out of the way just in time so that you slam your elbow into the floor.

Signe_Viking: You are a second to late but the elbow hits rather towards your flank and not your spine still making you cry out in pain and me mounting you sitting on your lower back facing your legs and feet which I crab and pull up but as you maybe sense the forthcoming Boston crab I just push your thighs away before doing another unpleasant and painful move by a karate like chop with the side of my hand towards your cunt. “Come on babe just stop resisting and I will done with you in no time!”

Sybille: I kick my legs as you grab them to prevent the Boston Crab, and then I realize it was a mistake because you weren’t planning to do a Boston Crab at all. I pull one leg free and try to brace myself, which lifts my pelvis just as the edge of your hand slams between my legs. The impact this time is almost worse than your foot was before—brutal and devastating. I feel like my labia must have split open—it’s so painful, it’s raging through my body. Once again, I let out a shrill, piercing scream and flinch, writhing beneath you. The pain is almost unbearable, and I feel my legs twitching almost spasmodically as I lie beneath you, waiting for the pain to subside so I can move again.

Signe_Viking: I am aware of that I have just hurt a girl that I think is incredible sexy and that I did it unfair but my winner instinct has taken over and I am merciless when competing. As you deal with the aftermath of my blow I grab you around your waist and even if quite difficult I lift you up getting you in the air head down to the mat your body hoisted feet in the air and ready to thrive you head first into the mat in a like driver “some final words?”

Sybille:

Sybille: You lift me up in front of you, and I know what’s about to happen. I take a deep breath, then push aside the pain—which is just starting to subside anyway—and wrap my thighs around your neck, hook my feet around your nape, and tense my abs, taking advantage of the fact that you pause briefly to ask me a question instead of slamming me straight into the floor, and I lift my upper body up with my abs still tense. I claw my fingers into your hair and try to punch my fist at your temple.

Signe_Viking: I did the same mistake you just did and paused which makes me pay now your feet around my neck you try to bend upward by pulling my hair I still jump downwards but now slamming your back forcefully onto the mat hoping to get rid of the strong legs and thighs of yours by punching the air out of your body… the fans cheering for you with encouragement hoping you will turn tables again. But I am determined to finish you off.

Sybille: You’re still a little faster than me—you rush up at me and slam me to the ground on my back. But at least I can brace myself a little for the impact and tense up accordingly. As a result, my thighs clamp even tighter around your head and neck, and my powerful thighs squeeze mercilessly. Now, lying in front of you, I grab your hair and slam my fist into your face. “Take that, bitch,” are my final words", I hiss resolutely.

Signe_Viking: You are a tough nut and I haven’t experienced somebody to take a slam like this like you do making me suddenly suffer in a squeeze that make me howl out and your your fist now remodeling my face with bruises and making me cry out even more I try to slam my elbows into your thighs hoping you will losen your grip

Sybille: I land a few quick blows on you while I hold you by the hair and with my thighs. Even your pretty nose looks a little battered now, and I’m gasping for breath. My pussy hurts, my back aches from the impact, but I’m not about to give an inch here. I can see how I’m cutting off your breath, and I already feel like I’m about to break you, because your eyes are already glazed over and my blows are hitting you just as hard as my thighs. But then, with your last ounce of strength, you might ram your elbow into my thigh and hit a pressure point that makes me yelp, and I can’t hold the tension of my scissors around your head.... I pull my feet back and ram both soles of my feet into your chest to push us both apart with the force, so that I have time to roll over and get back on my feet.

Signe_Viking: My elbows save me but you kick me away making me fall on my ass trying to gather my sense after your blows to my face. My whole body hurts and I have difficulty to breathe after your scissor hold. I see you will back and come to your feet I do the same then rushing forward trying to lock up with you our bruised and bloody bodies collide 2 woman not wanting to give up and pretty beaten already

Sybille: You come toward me and I grab your raised hands. Our bodies press against each other and our arms are stretched upward, our fingers intertwined, and for a moment we’re right up against each other, as the impact flattens our breasts against one another and I feel your abs against mine. You feel my breath, see my bloodied, exhausted face, and I see yours. I push my leg forward a little, pressing my thigh between your legs—first, to steady myself a bit. Second, though, it's also to make my thigh twitch against your pussy and maybe distract you while my biceps swell and I try to push your arms back, using my size to hopefully overpower you.

Sybille:

Signe_Viking: You are strong and you are incredible muscular, at the same time working smart but as we close up and our arms are raised I understand that you try to distract me so I am use my forehead as a weapon and headbutt you hard into your already battered face hoping to use the impact and the distraction to get control myself

Sybille: Your headbutt hits me in the nose again; it starts bleeding immediately. I hear a crunch, and the pain makes me groan and lose control a little—which you immediately take advantage of to push my arms behind my back and bend me forward. I press myself against you. I push my thigh even tighter against your pussy and try to straighten up again—especially to regain control of my twisted wrists—and glare at you wildly. You see my determination, and there’s no way I’m going to lose this test of strength....You've pushed me too far back for a headbutt, so I tense my biceps to stop you from pushing me any further; they bulge out tautly, and I wiggle my upper body and slap my tits in your face, hoping to distract you too.

Signe_Viking: I am pushing now for my live I do not want to lose against you…you are using your boobs as a distraction and your thigh but it doesn’t work my arms pushing your arm millimetre for millimetre more backwards and by that also increasing the distance between my face and your boobs. If you not come up with a different tactic you are certainly going to lose this battle of strength.

Sybille: You don't let me distract you and keep pushing me down further and further. It’s going slowly, but I can’t muster enough strength from this position to push you back up. I gasp in frustration when I can’t do it, and then I lower my thigh a little, only to yank my leg back up and ram it into your pussy, hoping to use that moment to push myself back up.

Signe_Viking: I should have seen it coming and after I have almost wear you down you slam a leg into my already battered womanhood which can not take any more. My eyes widen in pain and I leave the hold of your hands falling to my knees and holding my hurt pussy. The audience goes crazy and they are cheering for you.

Sybille: "You're not the only one who can fight dirty, sweetie," I say with a smile as you drop to your knees on the floor, your face contorted with pain. I quickly step behind you, wrap an arm around your neck, choke you with my forearm, and enjoy having you in my grip like this. I enjoy the roar of the crowd cheering me on. I slide my foot past your side, between your thighs, and rub my heel against your pussy to turn you on even more in front of everyone."I hope you're enjoying being pampered by me like this," I whisper in your ear; you feel my breath, and I run my tongue inside your ear.

Signe_Viking: I am feeling the pain from your low blow my body is now paying tribute for the beating and the pace of the match as your start choking me sitting behind me. I feel your body close to mine my hands try to pul your arm away but are in no position anymore to fight you off. I start feeling the difficulty to breathe making me feeling a slight panic build up while you suddenly add to my misery to work on my painful womanhood trying to stimulate again and humiliate me in front of everyone

Sybille: I am right up against you, giving you just enough space to breathe so you don't drift away, rubbing my foot against your womanhood and sucking on your earlobe.... 'Enjoy your humiliation, sweetheart,'" I whisper confidently and triumphantly, while my foot skillfully stimulates your pubic area. My body pressed against yours—you can feel my chest against your neck, my abs against your back—and the way I’m holding you, showcasing you, and playing with you is turning me on, too. Having your strong body so helpless sends a pleasant feeling of power coursing through my veins. With my free hand, I reach for your breast and knead it.

Signe_Viking: I am feeling desperate but yet my body after the beating and power I have used isn’t able to do any more to get me free. Trying to lean backwards to push you away but you hang on there giving me difficulty to breath. My movement is exposing your work on my womanhood more to the spectators so I humiliate myself a bit more… then you start simultaneously to work one of my boobs and then the explosion of my body comes from lust and stimulation I cum in front of all it is a chaos of pain and marvellous feelings and sensation but also a lot of embarrassment as my body reacts out of control and obviously for everybody

Sybille: It happens very quickly after I start kneading your breast. The crowd roars as my foot brings you to orgasm, as your strong body twitches and trembles against me. I rub a little further down to prolong your orgasm before I pull my foot away and break away from you. I stand up and push you onto your back with my foot between your breasts, then look down at you. I place the sole of my foot on your abs and stare coolly into your face. I mimic your cold stare a little at the start of the fight. “You’ve got no strength left—give up,” I say with a grin, but then, without waiting for an answer, I press my foot against your throat and squeeze the air and blood out of you.

Signe_Viking: I am humiliated and done for… my body sweat bloody bruised and now a huge wet spot on the bottom of my suit. You that I never give up so you answer the question your selv by strangle me with your foot and after some resistance I go limb that point the first time the ref interferes pushing you off an waves the fight off before he lifts your arm in in victory. I am completely out cold on my back on the mat and look like a mess