United Combat Federation

 

Sybille: I walk into the private fight room with a smile and get changed. I set my clothes aside and put on the black bikini I usually wear. I’m really looking forward to this fight. After two losses, I was finally able to score my first two wins in the Fed, and today will hopefully be my third win in a row. It’s going to be a very special match against Brooke, with whom I have a very special relationship. No matter how I feel about her, though, I won't let it influence me. I'm getting myself all worked up and feeling the anticipation as I wait for you to hopefully arrive any minute now. I tie my long black hair back into a ponytail and sit on the edge of the ring to wait for you.

 

Brooke_Williams: I enter the room a bit nervous. Knowing this challenge has been out for awhile. We have a long history, but I know none of that will matter in the ring. I also know that you are so much bigger and stronger. And that will matter in the ring. I enter wearing my blue bikini. So much smaller than your muscular frame. I climb through the ropes and head to my corner. Looking over to you with worry in my eyes

Sybille: I see you walk in and I can tell you're excited. Somehow, you seem even cuter than usual when you're excited. You look stunning in your blue dress, and I can't take my eyes off you. But as hot as your body is, I'm sure you won't be able to resist my power. I get up from my corner and walk over to you. I give you a gentle hug and a kiss. I look into your beautiful eyes and say softly, “I like you, Brooke, but I won’t let that get in the way once we start—I need that win in the Fed.”

Brooke_Williams: I swallow hard at your words, coming to the realization of what your plans are. I move towards the center of the ring, and without even asking if you are ready I leap up and look to hit a drop kick into your chest. Hoping for an early advantage

Sybille: We break apart, and I assume we’ll high-five in the middle before we start, but you obviously don’t think much of that. It’s almost a little unfair—you attack me before I’m really ready. You leap with your smaller frame, feet first, into my chest, and since I’m not ready yet, you hit me hard. I take two steps back but manage to stay on my feet while you go down after the attack.I'll jump right off and raise my elbow so that when I land on you, my elbow slams into your abs.

Brooke_Williams: I feel you falling back as I hit the drop kick. My bare feet smacking into your chest. I hit the mat as you take two steps back. As I go to get up, you position yourself to drop an elbow. The blow connects. Forcing your full weight into my abs. Squeezing the air from me and making me gasp in pain as I roll around on the mat

Sybille: I roll away from you and get to my feet with light steps as I watch you roll across the mat in pain. I walk over to you, place my foot against your side, and push you further with it so that you spin around again; I follow you and repeat the move. I look down at you confidently, only to then grab you by the hair and pull you up.

Brooke_Williams: I roll from side to side clutching my stomach in pain. You come over and nudge my side with your foot. Almost controlling me like a football. Rolling me around the ring like a toy. Making me dizzy while you have your fun. Then you grab my air and pull me up to my knees. My vision still spinning as you do.

Sybille: I have you on your knees, and I can tell that even after the first real attack, you're already looking a little tired and dazed. Looking down at you kneeling before me, a smirk tugs at the corner of my lips as I completely control the pace of this match. Without hesitation, I reach forward and tightly grip your hair, forcing your head up to make eye contact before ruthlessly pulling you to your feet.Before you can even regain your balance, I bend low, driving my shoulder deep into your midsection. My arm hooks tightly between your legs while my other hand secures your arm, hoisting you up in a swift, powerful motion. You are trapped in a Fireman’s Carry, draped helplessly across my shoulders.Instead of a standard drop, I tuck my chin and drive my weight forward. Rolling smoothly over my own shoulder, I carry your momentum through the flip, slamming your spine-first into the canvas with an impactful crash. I roll through back onto my feet and take a fast look over my shoulder down to you.

Brooke_Williams: I knew coming into this match that I was at a disadvantage. My only hope was my speed, and while my quick drop kick to.start the match was a mild success, now I am caught where I don't want to be, In your powerful grip. You pull me to my knees and I fire off two punches to your hard abs. These punches don't affect you at all, they just make my knuckles red. You get me to my feet and drive your shoulder into my tummy which sends me reeling back a step. Then you grab my arm and pull me forward. Lifting me up onto your wide strong shoulders. Making me look like a tiny kid in your grasp. I hang there helpless, my arms and legs flailing before you roll forward. Flipping me over your body and driving me to the mat. I hit the ring hard, the impact pushing the air from my body. I land on my back, but the force makes me roll..first into my stomach then onto my back once again. I lay with my right leg extended, my left leg bend across it. My right arm to my side and my left folded across my chest. I try to inhale a breath..it doesn't come at first, then when it finally does I leave out a weak "fuckkk!!!"

Sybille: A smile flits across my face as you lie there on the floor, gasping, “Fuck.” I look down at you and gently run my foot over your belly. I feel you breathing heavily in and out, and I’d love to just hug you, but at the same time, it’s also hot to dominate this struggle so clearly. I set my foot down again, grab your hair once more, pull you up slightly, and drag your still-pounding body by the hair into the corner of the ring. Pull you into a sitting position so that you're leaning against the corner of the ring, and slide your arms over the bottom rope. "I know exactly what you need right now, sweetie," I say with a grin, turn around, press my butt into your face, and rub it firmly against you to smother you.

Brooke_Williams: your foot pressed into my stomach, making my already troubled breathing even tougher. I look up to you you, my eyes absolutely pleading for mercy. My glare met by the absolute glee in your eyes as you pull my hair again. You drag me to the corner like a dog on a leash. Setting me against the bottom turn buckle. My head in the perfect position for you barely covered by your bikini ass. My face slipping between the toned cheeks. Your scent painting my face as I kick my legs

Sybille: I watch your legs twitch as I press you firmly against the ring post and smother you. After what feels probably like an eternity for you, I pull my butt away from your face a little and wiggle it in front of you... I slap my right butt cheek and glance over my shoulder with a grin. “Be a good girl and give me a kiss, loser bitch Brooke.”

Brooke_Williams: you press firmly back, causing my face to sink deep into your crack. After smothering me nearly unconscious you finally pull away. As I gasp to regain air you present me with an amazing offer. To plan a kiss on your beautiful toned ass. I simply can't pass this up as I lean forward and get up to my knees. Pushing my lips against your right cheek. I plant a passionate kiss, then I pull back a bit..before leaning in again and biting into your ass

Sybille: I watch as you devotedly kiss my ass and relax a little; apparently, you’re ready to give up, but then suddenly a sharp pain shoots through my butt as your teeth dig into it. I let out a shrill scream and reflexively take a few quick steps away from you. I turn back toward you with a sparkle in my eyes and run toward you, then spin around at the last moment and slam my ass into your face with all my might.

Brooke_Williams: I pull back from the bite, the taste of your sexy ass still in my mouth. The scent orbiting my face. I have a statisted grin on my face as you stomp away in pain. What I am not ready for is this next attack. As I try getting up to my feet you run towards me. Turning and aiming your ass towards my face. Like a cue hitting a pool ball, my head snaps back. The impact causing me to flip over, feet over head. I do a 180 as I fly back and crash into the corner of the ring. Facing the turn buckle with my feet caught on the too rope and my face into the bottom turn buckle pad. Hanging helpless upside down

Sybille: I can see that I hit you so hard that you somersaulted and are hanging upside down in the corner. Your feet are sticking out over the top rope, and it almost looks a little funny the way you’re dangling there for a moment—before you slip off and fall into the ring, landing on the floor with your head in the corner and your legs stretched out. Once again, I take hold of your feet and pull you into the center of the ring, then slowly walk around you until I’m standing by your head. I sit down, spread my legs slightly, pull your head into my lap, feel the back of your head resting against me, and lift my legs, wrapping one thigh around your neck and hooking the other leg around my foot, tensing my muscles as I grab one of your hands and hold it tight. “Good night, Brooke, baby.”

Sybille:

Brooke_Williams: I got hit like a pool ball, then bounce from the corner like a ping pong ball. Completely dazed and disorientation as I hit the mat. You on the other hand are pretty much unscathed as you wrap your tree truck legs around my scrawny neck. The back of my head nestled against your mound as you tighten your legs around my neck. I try pulling at your muscular legs with my hands. My knuckles turning white as I pry at them.

Sybille: I can see you trying to push my leg down with your hand, but you’re pretty much powerless against my thighs with just one hand. “How cute,” I say as I watch your little biceps tense up and your knuckles turn white in your desperate attempt to break free. “Are you giving up, or do I have to squeeze the air out of you first?”

Brooke_Williams: I struggle at first, though that struggle gets weaker. First my arms fall to my sides. Then my legs stop kicking, my eyes roll back into my head, then drool runs from my mouth. You tighten your legs even more as my face turns red and my eyes close. I fall lifeless between your legs, my saliva running down your thigh as my legs twitch

Sybille: When you go limp, I immediately stop pushing and pull my thighs away from you. I stand up, smiling, and wipe your saliva from the corner of your mouth with my toes, then push it back into your drooling mouth. I wait until you open your eyes again, then slide my foot between your lips and strike a triumphant pose over you.

Brooke_Williams: I slip to the floor as you release me. My lifeless body flopping down like a fish. You use your foot to wipe away the drool and put it back into my mouth with your sexy toe. I gag and gargle a bit as my eyes open. Just in time to see your foot land on my face as you pose in victory above me