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I’m Meaner

By Wolfboy

Betty arranges a private match, but doesn’t fight who she expected to

Betty, the glamorous American blonde who knew how to fight, had enjoyed the spoils of her victory over Claire in their most recent fight, having won her rival as her personal assistant for a month. A month of bossing around the surly jet haired woman had been quite the tonic for her to enjoy her after all. But, she knew, as much fun as that was, she needed to fight to keep her hand in so that when the time was right, she would be ready to step in and challenge for the Smythe title perhaps. Betty was shrewd as well as glamorous though; she knew she’d put in two impressive performances against Keighley and Claire on the Smythe stage. The blonde wisely felt that she didn’t want to tip her hand any further to the other fighters in contention for that title, and she looked for her first private match here in the U.K. instead. Quickly, she identified a busty brunette, Lina Currie, as a potential opponent with the brunette boasting a record of ten straight wins. Impressive enough and clearly a useful opponent if that record was anything to go by. Unfortunately, the record didn’t stand up to scrutiny at all it seemed as she turned up to the venue arranged for the fight to find another woman waiting there with the woman she recognised as Lina.

‘I told this stupid tart not to inflate her record when she was looking for opponents’ the older woman told Betty. Then she turned to the brunette who stood next to her and said ‘tell her what your real record is Lina.’

‘I’ve lost 2 and won 1’ the brunette replied, a little downcast at having had her lie exposed.

‘Oh….well, that’s too bad’ Betty allowed, ‘and I was looking forward to a fight’ she smiled wistfully.

‘She’s my niece’ the older woman explained now. ‘And I’ve seen you fight in those Smythe catfights on the internet. She’s not ready for you at all Betty. Not by a long shot.’

‘Oh well, I guess I’ll track down another opponent soon enough’ Betty smiled, thinking that the trip had probably been a wasted one.

‘I’ll fight you if you like?’ the older woman offered now. ‘I know I’m not exactly what you’re looking for most likely, and I don’t fight as often these days. But I know my way around a fight well enough. No sense in you having a wasted trip after all’ she suggested.

‘I mean, if you’re sure?’ Betty asked the older woman.

‘Yes, lets do it. We have a venue. We have a ref’ she said, looking at Lina, ‘and you’ve made a special trip out to come and fight, so…’ she said, as Betty finished the sentence for her ‘let’s do it!’

‘I’m Betty by the way’ the blonde said, offering her hand to the older brunette whose long hair was tinged with some streaks of grey.

‘Nice to meet you Betty. I’m Gina. Gina Meaner’ she smiled, shaking Betty’s hand firmly.

Betty realised straight away that while she was facing a tough opponent here potentially. It was pretty clear that Gina was bigger than her, possibly stronger too; if she was a good fighter too, the blonde admitted to herself, then she’d need to be right on her game to beat her. ‘So Gina’ the glamorous blonde asked, ‘what rules do you want to fight to?’

Gina pondered that for a second or two, then replied ‘I’ve not used them for some while, but how about an old set of rules that I used to fight to? We’ll both fight topless, no kicking or punching to the head, 20 minute time limit with a one minute break on submission and any submission attempt should include a breast attack?’ she suggested to the blonde. ‘You can also win by a total submission at any time’ she added, admitting ‘forgot that one, told you I hadn’t used them for a while!’ with a laugh.

‘Nice’ Betty laughed in return. ‘I like your rules’ she admitted, ‘and while I don’t usually start matches topless, on this occasion, why not?’ she said, obviously looking forward to the potential fight with Gina now.

‘Well great’ Gina said now. ‘Look, we’ll have to just get changed for it in here’ she said, indicating the private room at the all ladies gym where all three stood. ‘I mean, everyone out there knows what we’re here for’ she shrugged ‘but I see no reason to give them anything for free. If they want to see what either of us has, they can come and fight us after all…’

‘Too right’ Betty agreed, ‘so a few of the ladies here fight then do they?’ she asked as she put her bag down and started to remove her jacket.

‘Yeah, different levels and types of fights of course’ Gina told her. ‘It’s not a bad place to look though if you’re after matches any time’ she told Betty.

‘I’ll bear it in mind then’ Betty said, as she started to get down to the business of preparing for a catfight, Gina doing the same. After a few minutes in which Lina had checked in with both women to confirm their stats, then the action was almost ready to begin with two women primed and ready to go at it. Both had adopted slightly different looks for the match, but each of course was ready to start it topless. Gina wore a simple enough pair of red lace booty shorts, which she coupled with red hold-up fishnet stockings. Betty’s attire was even more simple as she wistfully left a black lace and mesh bra in her bag and took to the mats wearing just the matching thong to start the match. Then Gina joined her on the mats, prepared to fight, and Lina, having kicked off her shoes took her position, ready to referee the impending fight.

She may have been inexperienced as a fighter, but Lina was going to try and do things right as she said ‘ladies, you’re both going to fight to the rules discussed earlier. In this corner’ she said, pointing to her left ‘at 5 feet 9 inches, and 158lbs is Betty. In this corner’ she said as she pointed to the other side of the mats ‘at 6 feet and 207lbs is Gina. Betty is 28 years old, and 38DD with 17 wins and 3 losses. Gina is 59 years old and 44F with 42 wins and 11 defeats. Are you both ready?’ she asked, blonde and brunette not taking their eyes off each other even for a moment as they nodded to confirm they were. ‘OK, then fight!’ she said, pressing a button on her watch to start the time as Gina and Betty moved together and quickly started to swat at each other’s bodies with hard slaps. There had been no feeling out process at all, both taking the chance to light the other’s body up, rather than a cautious approach. It was clear Gina hit heavily, but Betty was faster, landing three for every two Gina landed. Power vs speed though cancelled out to be a fairly even opening to the fight, before Gina fired in a punch, landing low on the waistband of the blonde’s skimpy thong, and Betty was forced on to the back foot a little. Gina remained cool and calculating though, looking like she was pacing herself in these opening moments as she got a punch into Betty’s right breast while the blonde continued to back-pedal.

That may have given the impression to an opponent that she was a little gun shy after tasting her power for the first time. Betty proved that wasn’t the case though as, with that speed advantage working for her, she lashed out a slap to catch Gina in the face. The speed of than move had Gina rocked now, and Betty capitalised on that with a kick; not delivered with the style of a martial artist by any stretch, but it was delivered with power and accuracy as it caught Gina in the side. It was enough to double the older woman up and give Betty chance to grab a double handful of hair, using the hold to rag the brunette’s head around. Gina moaned at that, but Betty found the power and size coming into play once more in the early going as she found she wasn’t able to throw Gina by the hair just yet. That 207lb frame plus the leverage of extra height allowed the older woman to resist and then she slashed a right hand into Betty’s body once more, a solid punch that backed the blonde up a second time. Gina was content then to work with a little bit of distance between her and Betty for the moment, knowing that while Betty wasn’t a short woman, her extra height translated to extra reach.

Gina was warming to the task of fighting under her own rules as well it seemed as she carefully began to target Betty’s firm DD breasts. A punch would land, Gina making sure to grind the knuckle in just a little, or a slap would allow her just to drag her nails a little. All part of the plan to soften Betty up for potential submissions of course; Lina saw it from her position refereeing and Betty sure as hell knew it as she took those well placed blows. She wasn’t powerless to respond though, firing back and targetting Gina’s more than ample 44F breasts in return as she did so. But Gina was getting to her with her heavier hitting style, an uppercut rocking Betty’s right breast up before the brunette had two handfuls of flowing blonde hair in her fingers. She used that to double Betty forward a little to pump two knee lifts into Betty’s breasts, the second sending the blonde to her back on the mats. Gina looked to quickly up the ante now, grabbing Betty’s right leg and holding it up to kick her in the back of the thigh. Then she dropped the leg and immediately dropped onto Betty with an elbow drop, the point of her elbow landing straight in the blonde’s right breast. Betty let out a pained cry as 207lbs of falling woman was delivered through that elbow; another punishing blow landed by Gina who clearly appreciated the benefits of softening an opponent up properly under these rules. As she cranked Betty into a side headlock, lying across her chest, she showed that she appreciated something else too. Under these rules, as she pressed her big breasts into Betty’s face, as long as she left Betty’s breasts alone, then the blonde wasn’t going to be able to submit.

‘You bitch!’ Betty complained, her voice muffled by those breasts, but containing a hint of both frustration and admiration at the tactics being used by the older woman. She knew it was a move designed to drain her reserves of energy and as such, it was one she needed out of quickly. ‘Get your tits off me bitch!’ Betty demanded.

‘Yes, I am a bitch’ Gina smiled, going on quickly ‘they don’t call me Meaner for nothing. And save your breath bitch...you’re going to need it!’ she told Betty, cranking the headlock to pull her face that bit deeper into the smother.

Betty groaned again, planting her feet on the mat to try and bridge and roll Gina off her, but she found 207lbs of fighting woman too much to move at the first attempt. There was no panic from Betty here, but nevertheless, she felt the need to get free quickly as she worked her right hand into Gina’s long brunette hair. There was one sharp tug on the hair straight away from Betty, wondering if she could get clear of the hold quickly, only for Gina to resist that attempt at the expense of some pain in her scalp. Betty was undeterred though and just as Gina was feeling like she’d ridden out that attempt, she pulled hard on the hair again and swung her long legs up to wrap them around Gina’s head. It didn’t force the brunette to break her headlock just yet, but the power of Betty’s legs wrapped around her head at least gave Gina something to think about in return as the two were tangled up. With Betty folded up some to get her legs around Gina’s head, the older woman showed her experience now to make sure she pressed her body heavily into the blonde’s, knowing that she could tire her out that way. She moaned too though as Betty showed there was plenty of power in her legs as she tensed them around Gina’s head, starting to threaten the brunette with a similar problem; she was getting hurt but couldn’t submit because Betty wasn’t attacking her breasts either.

Finally, the blonde worked her way into the position of dominance she was hoping for though, managing to use a hand in Gina’s hair and the strength of her legs to slowly move the big brunette off her. Now Betty had a perfect side head scissors applied, legs wrapped snugly around Gina’s head as she pushed her hands to the mat, raised her hips, and turned up the power to make Gina moan loudly in pain. There was a look of concern on Lina’s face as she heard her aunt in pain suddenly, between the power packed thighs of the blonde fighter. She looked on without thinking of interfering though as she realised that Betty had turned the tables and was also, for now, studiously ignoring the breasts as her legs put the hurt on Gina. ‘Mmmnngghhh!’ the brunette groaned loudly as Betty straightened out those long legs, flexing the muscles to put the hurt on again, forcing Gina to push and pull at the tanned legs that were troubling her so much.

‘Submit?’ Betty asked, smiling ‘oh that’s right...you can’t, can you?’ as she put her legs to work once more.

‘You bitch!’ Gina protested, followed quickly by ‘ooohhhhh!’ as she felt the power in Betty’s long legs once again.

Betty ignored the protests and pulled on the brunette’s fishnet stockings now, finding the criss cross material easy to grab and even easier to rip a bigger hole in. Gina dug her nails into Betty’s thighs for a moment, raising a protest from the blonde who replied with a right hand into the body. Then she started to up the ante and look for the opening submission, her fingers playing lightly over Gina’s breasts for the moment to see if she could force the brunette’s nipples to stiffen. The older woman was experienced under the rules, and knew Betty’s game as she grabbed for her wrists and tried to control those probing fingers of the blonde. Easier said than done though as Betty squirmed her hand free and immediately went back to work, forcing Gina to hastily recapture her wrist. This time, as Betty squirmed her wrist free of the brunette’s grasp, she slapped Gina in the face, forcing the older woman to cover up and defend against any potential follow up. Taking advantage of that, Betty hastily captured her left nipple in a cruel twist, nail just dug in to it enough to make sure the brunette was feeling it. Gina moaned in pain but the nipple twist itself wasn’t going to be enough to force her to submit; the way that Betty had sneakily sunk her legs in a little deeper on the scissors was though, as her strong legs began to choke the older fighter. Now there was a realisation that she was in trouble from Gina, trouble that she couldn’t find a way out of as Betty kept up the pressure, ignoring Gina pulling, then scratching at her legs. Those scratches quickly turned to taps from the older brunette who submitted early, giving Betty a 1-0 lead but perhaps avoiding a more drawn out, punishing submission.

Both ladies retired to opposite corners of the matted room, alone with their thoughts for the small break in the action before the match would continue. Betty could see across the mats that Gina looked focussed on the second fall already; she expected nothing else from an experienced fighter of course. Gina adjusted her stocking, pulling it back up above her knee as she saw the hole ripped in it by Betty. No great concern for her though; her concerns were more on how she would use her size and weight to greater effect against the blonde. With an opponent obviously quicker than her, Gina would love to have been able to get her down, get on her, and drain her by making her work from under her. This mat room was spacious though; she would have preferred a tighter space in which she could close in on Betty and punish her more effectively.

The time for mid-fight strategising was over though as Lina called both back onto the mats and called ‘fight’ to start the second session of the fight. It was one that started with a little more caution than the first session had as well, with both circling at a little bit of a distance, favouring the taller Gina who was able to pepper the blonde’s breasts in particular with punches and slaps. She had to react quickly more than once though as Betty tried to go with a kick to the inside of her calf, trying to hack that leg out and send her to the mat. She held her balance at the cost of a quick handed slap to the face from Betty, not a punishing blow, but one that showed the problem at hand for Gina. She was fighting a woman who could consistently beat her to the punch. It was time for plan B she knew, and that came in the form of a headlong rush at the surprised blonde who felt her body grabbed in a tight grip by Gina as she got her back against the wall. No longer at range, it was going be close quarters fighting that Gina would look to use to wrest back momentum here. Before Betty had recovered her composure, she’d shipped two solid punches to the ribs, each one a sapping blow from the heavy hitting brunette. Now Betty tried to control Gina’s arms to stop the punches from landing, and quickly took a headbutt to the breasts. Not the most effective blow from Gina but all helping keep Betty off balance. Gina worked an arm free now, punched to the ribs, then grabbed that long flowing blonde hair to wrench Betty’s head to the side.

The blonde’s hands naturally came up to defend the hair pull, only for Gina to use that to her advantage, raking a punch across her belly. Then with the hair attack still very much in place, Gina slapped up into the underside of Betty’s right breast, instantly hooking her fingers into the sensitive flesh in a breast maul. ‘Aaaaggggh…..oowwww! Bitch!’ Betty moaned, almost instantly feeling those fingers and nails just starting to do their damage as Gina expertly worked them.

‘How do you like that?’ Gina asked Betty quite conversationally as she kneaded and squeezed, each movement of her fingers sending daggers of pain through Betty’s body.

‘I don’t!’ Betty replied, evenly enough too, as she was feeling the pain but doing her best not to show it too much. Then she slapped Gina’s face as best she could, but pinned in against the wall, hair being pulled hard to wrench her head to the side, she wasn’t able to muster a telling amount of power in the slap. Gina ate that and worked her fingers hard again, enjoying the flash of pain that flared in the eyes of the blonde.

‘How about now?’ she asked, still talking as if she were holding a friendly conversation with Betty. The content of it wasn’t so friendly though as she threatened ‘I’m going to wreck your perfect tits now bitch!’

‘Nooo!’ Betty moaned, not enjoying this chance in momentum from the first fall as Gina slapped hard up into the sensitive flesh once more to hurt her before digging her fingers and nails in again. She may have sported relatively short nails, but it was clear that she knew how to use them to some effect from the paired moans Betty was making. The blonde tried to even the score a little though as she went, in turn, to the brunette’s hair now, using that to add a painful crimp to her neck before latching on to Gina’s breast as well. Where Gina was dug into the underside of her breasts, in return Betty was working the nipple with her attack. Both women were searching the eyes of the other for the recognition that their breast work was having the desired effect. It looked like this might be a battle of wills, two like minded women looking to see who could take the most, but Gina had no interest in that and cruelly cut off Betty’s attack with a hard knee to the body. The blonde sagged forward a little, just leaning in to Gina’s body as she was winded from the blow, and the older brunette took the advantage that gave her and used it wisely. A one-two combination slammed into Betty’s body before the blonde shrieked a little as she felt a hand slide between her thighs to lift her with ease. Walked out to the centre of the mat, Betty found herself body slammed unceremoniously to the mat, and as her hips rose trying to alleviate the pain and catch her breath, she was flattened to the mat by a full body splash from Gina.

In a collision between a prone 158lb woman and a falling 207lb one, there was predictably only one winner, and the air was crushed from Betty’s lungs as the fight entered a new stage. Gina had Betty right where she wanted her at this point, under her, carrying her weight on top of her, and as she plunged forward, getting smothered by her impressive big breasts. This would prove to be a pivotal part of the whole fight; if Gina could force Betty to take a long smother, would it force the blonde to expend valuable energy in escaping? Likewise, if Betty could escape quickly, she would be able to use her speed back on her feet to test Gina in return. As Gina hooked an arm behind Betty’s head and pulled her from the mat a little way before plunging forward to plant those big breasts heavily in the blonde’s face, it heralded a period of action totally dominated by Gina with heavy smothers here at the centre of the room. Each time Betty would fight back too, swinging right and left hands to the body of the bigger brunette on top of her, or grabbing and pulling hair, or a handful of booty shorts, all used in an attempt to each the smother and get Gina off her. But whenever it seemed the blonde might just be turning the tables, Gina would life her head and upper body off the mats, and plunge forward once more to stun her and re-establish the heavy breast smother.

Betty was not a fighter to panic in any situation of course, but right now, here she was getting dominated, almost being walked around the room by Gina despite being flat on her back as each time she was partly lifted and planted back to the mat, she was moved a few inches further back. She could feel the powerful fishnet clad legs of the older woman starting to compete to capture hers in a grapevine too. Possibly a feint by Gina, but something she was forced to defend against, lifting her legs high in the hair to prevent them from being captured. And every thirty seconds or so, after taking a couple of punches, or feeling Betty pull on her hair or shorts for long enough, Gina would lift her head and shoulders off the mat and send her back to the mat with her breasts back in her face.

‘Bitch’ Betty moaned as she was driven back again to the mat, each time getting moved back another six inches or so by the force Gina was imparting on her. A punch went into Betty’s side now, Gina taking a hand out of her blonde locks for the moment so that she could deliver the blow. Betty took that minor respite though to ease her face slightly clear of the smother to hungrily gulp in some air before Gina reclaimed the grip of her blonde hair and used it to slowly force her face back under the smothering pillow of her 44F breasts. The draining effect of the smother was maybe just starting to take some of the fire out of Betty’s work as she threw another right hand into Gina’s body, perhaps just lacking some of the snap previously felt by Gina. Still, the big brunette kept up the punishing attack, driving Betty down once more to the mats, feeling that energy perhaps starting to drain out of her opponent. The bad news for Betty was that Gina wasn’t attacking her breasts, so she couldn’t simply submit, giving Gina chance to keep on wearing her out. The bad news for Gina was that positioned as she was on top of Betty, it was also quite difficulty for her to actually gain a submission if she wanted to as she struggled to apply a telling breast attack of her own. Sensing Betty to be tiring now though, she drove her back to the mat once more, and then roughly grabbed her blonde hair with one hand to bring the beleaguered blonde back to her feet wearily.

There she was subjected to a heavy double slap to the breasts, a cruel downward blow complete with a nail rake from Gina to make sure her breasts burned with pain. Betty was rocked back by the blow, but it gave her a little bit of space to operate in, and as Gina came in towards her, the blonde was able to use her speed to snap out a kick to the belly, stopping Gina in her tracks with it’s shock value. It was now or never for Betty to strike back, and she caught the older woman with a clothesline on the run to knock her back to the mat. Betty kept up the tempo too, a snappy leg drop delivered with force across the heaving breasts of the brunette who yelped as she felt the long and powerful leg of the blonde crash down on here. Betty was quick to follow up too, a slow nail rake of Gina’s right breast delivered with some intent, drawing a protest from the brunette who was suddenly in a spot of trouble. That intensified for a moment when Betty tried to get her into a reverse face sit only to have Gina squirm out quickly from beneath her. A flurry of kicks were exchanged down on the mat now, the action developing quickly as both landed to the other’s body with no clear edge gained. Then Betty went back to the hair, trying to force Gina to her feet by that grip to keep up the attack.

Allowing Gina to half rise, Betty hammered her across the shoulders to drop her back to her knees, then Betty was back in her hair with both hands, starting to draw her to her feet again to continue the attack. The look of surprise then formed on Betty’s face a split second before the groan of pain was released from her mouth as Gina slugged her low in the belly with a right hand to stop her progress. Now Gina battled back to her feet, despite Betty’s hands still loosely in her hair, and instantly latched both hands on to the blonde’s breasts, cruelly mauling her DDs. Betty was still trying to suck in air from that hard right hand, but she had to react to the double breast maul with which Gina was forcing her back towards the wall. Strong fingers dug deep into her breasts, punishing her, causing Betty to shriek ‘OWWWWW….Oh God! My tits!’ clearly suffering at the expert hands of Gina. The blonde closed her own hands around Gina’s 44F breasts now, seemingly a more defensive measure than anything, trying to push back as the bigger woman pushed her back inexorably towards the wall. As Gina pressed on, confident she had Betty in big trouble, she suddenly found the reverse to be true instead. Betty may have been hurting, but she spotted her opening as her back hit the wall, and she brought her foot up with just about perfect timing to deliver a crotch kick that sent Gina to the mats, moaning loudly in pain. And now Betty had the opening, she would look to press home that edge with aplomb. A leg drop crashed down heavily across Gina’s breasts as the older brunette clutched at her assaulted womanhood still; the beginning of the end perhaps for her in the fight.

Betty took a chance still, bringing Gina to her feet by the hair so that she could push her face first against the wall before setting her feet and sending two punches hard into her ribs now. Then grabbing the hair, she threw the brunette back to the mat with a roughly executed hair mare throw that saw Gina land heavily on her back. Betty dropped heavily on top of her too, a knee drop right across those big breasts now, flattening them painfully against her chest. Betty smiled as Gina grimaced in pain, knowing she had her more or less set up for the finish here now. Shifting position, it looked like Betty might go for a reverse face sir, but she positioned herself further back, behind Gina, before dropping forward to trap her in a reverse breast smother instead. Her left hand pressed in on Gina’s throat for a moment too, as she took that time just to relish the position of dominance she was now in against the bigger brunette. Then she hooked the fingers of her right hand cruelly into Gina’s left breast, pressed her nail in to the nipple, and as Gina cried out in pain, told her ‘submit, you’re done now!’

‘Nooo! OWWWW!’ Gina moaned, her voice more than a little muffled by Betty’s impressive breasts riding heavily in her face. Betty worked her fingers in that little bit harder in reply, made sure her left hand was effectively choking the brunette and just settled in place, knowing Gina couldn’t resist her much longer.

‘Oh fuck!’ the brunette rasped now, Lina taking a closer interest in the action as she realised her aunt might be close to submission again now. Betty just stayed steadfastly in place, inviting her to submit once again, smothering Gina, choking her and most importantly under the rules, punishing her breast to make it a valid submission attempt.

‘Give up!’ Betty suggested once more, Gina letting out a long, pained, moan as she started to flail her legs and attempt to bridge unsuccessfully. It was to little avail though, most of Betty’s body wasn’t positioned on hers, so the bridge really did little to ease her position. Betty still slugged Gina in the belly to flatten her to the mat once more, but then she hooked her fingers back into her sensitive breast once again, and in quick time, she had Gina moaning out her submission to end the fight 2-0 in her favour as she quickly released her holds and waited a moment before helping Gina up with a hug.

‘You were tough, and thanks for the match!’ she said to the older woman.

‘You were tougher, but thanks for agreeing to fight me. Haven’t had a good one like that in a little while’ Gina replied.

‘Well I think you’d have been a real handful if you had have done, I’m sure’ Betty smiled to her. ‘And it was still a tough fight. Your punches really hurt me, and you tit mauling too…...very effective’ she admitted.

‘They don’t call me Meaner for nothing’ the brunette laughed, as she returned to her side of the mats to put her clothes back on as Betty did the same. A few minutes later, the three women were walking back through the gym, Gina subtly pointing out a few women that she knew fought as they went. At the door, there was a handshake between Betty and Lina, a hug between Gina and Betty, and a suggestion too from the brunette. ‘If you can find yourself an inexperienced tag team partner’ she said to Betty, ‘maybe Lina and I could take you on in a tag team match sometime?’

‘I think I’d like that’ Betty admitted. ‘Sounds fun’ she agreed as she left the two women there. But who would she be able to get to act as a tag partner against Gina and Lina?