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Friday Night Fuck Fight

By Wolfboy

Rivals Kensi and Yuki meet in private, but the stakes are still high

‘I don’t care about your title Yuki. I just want you in a room. Just the two of us’ Kensi told her Japanese rival, the now Smythe lightweight champion Yuki Yammamoto.

‘I know you want me Kensi’ Yuki laughed. ‘It’s obvious you love me every time that I see you’ she teased the blonde. ‘But what are you suggesting?’ she asked Kensi.

‘Don’t mistake lust for love Yuki’ Kensi told the young Japanese woman. ‘I want to fuck your brains out each time we fight, but I want to beat you too. What I’m suggesting is a chance for us to do both, and may the best woman win’ she said, leaving the challenge hanging in the air.

‘Do tell me more’ Yuki replied now. Intrigued by the suggestion. ‘I feel the same way about you Kensi. I want to beat you and fuck you in equal degrees’ she admitted.

‘Good….then you’ll have no issues in agreeing to my idea I suspect Yuki’ the blonde said, sending the interest from her rival. ‘Just the two of us, naked, in a bare locked room. No fighting on our feet. We start on our knees and go to the ground. Submissions and orgasms each count for one point. There are no breaks after a point is scored. Get back to your knees and start again, or your opponent is permitted to go for you. After thirty minutes, the most points wins. What do you think of that?’ she asked.

‘Mmmmmmm Kensi’ Yuki practically purred now. ‘You’ve got my interest. Tell me where and when, and I’ll be there. I can’t wait to fuck you up and fuck you again’ she declared with confidence.

‘Tomorrow night, and I have just the place at a little facility I know near enough to my house’ Kensi told Yuki. ‘I’ll hire one of their private rooms. Just carpet on the floor and four bare walls, and they don’t care what we get up to in there’ she pointed out, knowing she had already very much captured Yuki’s attention. They would fight tomorrow, she had no doubt.

‘Good!’ Yuki said, confirming that fact. ‘It will be our Friday night fuck fight!’ she declared before putting the phone down.

‘Indeed it will….’ Kensi mused into the now dead phone handset. And she had a plan for just how she would deal with Yuki this time. She knew that no standing in the fight perhaps eliminated a power advantage for her. But no ring also took away an edge for Yuki who she had to admit was an expert in the use of the ring ropes in particular. This would be simple, old fashioned catfighting, and sexfighting, down on the rough surface of the carpet in that room. And she relished the idea of it. If she got her way after all, she would be the one grinding Yuki into that rough carpet over a gruelling thirty minutes. She planned to always be in contact with Yuki throughout; she knew that despite what she might claim, Yuki had a thing for her. She admitted that she probably had one for the Japanese too in fact. But Kensi wanted to bet that her self control might be stronger than that of the Japanese woman. Time would prove if she was wrong or right.

As the two entered that room, locking the door from the inside, the following evening, Kensi very matter of factly stated ‘this room is totally sound proofed Yuki, so feel free to scream for me when I’m fucking you. They won’t hear you.’

‘Western whore!’ Yuki replied, getting her mindset right to fight. ‘It will be you whose screams fall on deaf ears!’

‘We’ll see won’t we’ Kensi smiled, producing a timer from her pocket. ‘This will chime to start our fight and again to end it Yuki. In between those times, expect everything, because I consider absolutely nothing to be off bounds tonight!’ She pointed out, then started to prepare for naked combat with an opponent she knew to be quite the challenge. Yuki did the same, hastily removing a short dress and a pair of white trainers to show she was already naked beneath it, ready to fight. And Kensi made her wait, stealing perhaps a small advantage as she took a while longer to remove skin tight jeans, a T-Shirt, a pair of high heeled ankle boots, then her bra and finally as Yuki looked on anxiously, her thong which she flicked to land atop the pile of clothes she had made in the corner. Then she unfastened her hair from the ponytail she had pulled it into, leaned forward, and flicked her head back to send it in a golden blonde cascade around her shoulders. Only then did she look at Yuki and casually remark ‘oh, you’re ready too? Good!’ with a smile that said she knew Yuki had been watching, and waiting, for a few moments already. ‘Well, I’ll set the timer and it’ll give us a few seconds to get on our knees at the centre before it starts’ Kensi said, pressing the start button and going to kneel on that rough carpet. Yuki joined her immediately, called her a ‘bitch!’ and before she could even respond to that, the timer sounded and Yuki went for her, trying to bowl her on to her back with a lunge and hair grab.

Kensi just about resisted that first attempt, shot back ‘cunt!’ at Yuki and was able to secure her own grip of the hair to counter. She got an arm around Yuki’s back too, not a loving embrace though as her nails traced down Yuki’s skin in the opening exchange now. Yuki quickly forewent the double handed hair grab, going instead for one hand in the hair and the other mirroring the blonde’s grip around her body. Both had their nails in play now, the embrace ensuring that the two naked bodies were pressed together closely, Kensi’s DD breasts threatening to engulf Yuki’s C cups to a degree. Nothing was off bounds in this fight, that had been very clear and even if it was, there was nobody here to enforce it anyway. With that in mind, Yuki fought hard against Kensi’s hard hair pull to lean in and liplock the blonde, confident she could literally kiss her rival on to the back foot here. Her eyes went wide though as she found herself kissed back with equal force and enthusiasm by the blonde, and the first minute passed in this position, neither being able to gain the upper-hand just yet.

Yuki broke off the liplock now, remarking ‘you’ve changed, whore!’ and then groaned as Kensi slugged her hard in the belly. Yuki doubled forward, got trapped in a front headlock and was immediately wrestled on to her back with a wrenching movement by Kensi. The edge was with the blonde then as she dropped on top of Yuki in something of a cross pin, breasts partly in the dark haired Japanese fighter’s face. That was the very least of the issues for Yuki though; Kensi was on top and going straight for an orgasm rather than a submission it seemed, her fingers between Yuki’s legs and in her pussy quickly. ‘Mmmmmm’ Yuki moaned lightly as Kensi made her fingers dance magically inside her, forcing Yuki to squirm and feel that rough carpet beneath her as she did so. ‘Little slut!’ Kensi mocked Yuki who continued to whine, her emotions dancing to the rhythm set by Kensi’s fingers straight away. Her other hand played close to Yuki’s throat, threatening a choke, but Yuki was not a woman totally without her defences either. Kensi found that her breasts in Yuki’s face just made them something of a target for the Japanese who took her right nipple between her teeth, not biting just yet, as instead she played her tongue sensually across the tip of it. Kensi ignored that for now, moaning lightly herself as she felt Yuki’s tongue, but her fingers continued to work quickly on Yuki, drawing her closer to a first orgasm. ‘Ooohhh’ Yuki moaned, her voice distorted now as she continued to hold Kensi’s nipple firmly between her teeth, controlling the situation as best she could to distract the blonde a little. Her hands were searching for Kensi’s womanhood now too, blindly groping for her pussy and then enjoying the purr of approval from the blonde as she found her target. ‘Owwww…..mmmmmm…..bitch’ Kensi moaned, but she was still ahead of the game here for now, closing her hand at Yuki’s throat to choke her, and rapidly increasing the tempo of her finger fucking to draw increasing howls of pleasure from the Japanese girl.

‘Ooohhh…...OOOOHHHHH…...KENSI! NO…….FUCK…...AIIIEEEEEE……..OOOOHHHHHH!’ Yuki howled now, the implication clear as she released the blonde’s nipple to moan in pleasure. The first point had been scored by an orgasm expertly drawn from her by Kensi, giving the blonde a 1-0 lead, and making her relax her guard slightly, expecting the match to return to the kneeling position before restarting. That was a mistake though, because even as the aftershocks of that first orgasm were ripping through Yuki’s body, she was calculating. Her fingers were still in Kensi’s pussy, the blonde was off guard despite the fact that she had said to ‘expect everything’, and Yuki struck, pinning her arm up her back in a hammerlock and continuing to finger fuck the increasingly aroused blonde. ‘Ooooohhhhh…….Cheat!’ Kensi complained, trapped well by Yuki who had once again taken her nipple in her mouth to ensure any attempt to get free was going to be painful for Kensi. In truth, it was the hammerlock preventing her from countering by going back after Yuki’s pussy, but she did her best to capture the Japanese fighter’s throat in a choke with her still free right arm again. ‘Mmmmmm…….ooooohhhhh’ she whined though, knowing that the fingers of Yuki Yammamoto were taking an increasing toll on her at this point.

‘Mmmmm’ Yuki cooed in return, ‘the blonde whore is getting all hot and bothered!’ she pointed out as she worked her fingers now with an increased urgency. Their tempo mirrored perfectly by the moans and whines of the blonde who lay across Yuki’s body, a faraway look in her eyes as she tried to deny what was building within her. She may have tried to deny it, but there was no escaping it, Yuki had her, and she was going to orgasm now at the behest of the Japanese fighter who skilfully used her fingers to ensure it. ‘OWWWW…….YOU…...AAAHHHHHH….OWWWW…..OWWWWWW…..FUCKING…...CHEAT…...AIIIEEEEEE! FUCK…..FUCK…..YES! YES!’ Kensi screamed out now, and the contest was undoubtedly evened up at 1 point each, both scored by orgasm in the opening 6 minutes of the fight. If there was anything needed to demonstrate just the way that these two felt about each other, then maybe the way each had been able to turn each other on so quickly was that thing.

And now there was another twist in the action. Kensi had looked to be somewhat spent as Yuki had brought her to orgasm, but as Yuki relaxed, expecting that brief break and reset in the action to take place, the action moved on. Laying across Yuki, Kensi made as if she was getting back to her knees now, and instead just got herself in position to sit heavily on Yuki’s pert C cup breasts. It was a risk as she took a double handful of hair and pulled Yuki’s face into her pussy to smother her. Had Yuki had the presence of mind to start using her tongue on the blonde, it was very likely that she’d have forced a second orgasm from the defensive position. Instead, she endured the pussy smother, breathing in the scent of a woman who was undoubtedly turned on as she suffered beneath her, hands pulling at Kensi’s that were wrapped up in her jet black hair so tightly.

‘Cheat!’ she cried now, mirroring Kensi’s earlier claims. Claims that fell on ears as deaf to the protest as hers had been to Kensi’s own protests only moments earlier; this was a fight where both would simply do what they wanted, regardless of any rules or agreements it seemed. Then there was a tell-tale moan of distress from Yuki as she protested ‘bitch…..can’t breathe!’

‘Then submit!’ Kensi advised helpfully, just rolling hips a little so that she was grinding heavily on the Japanese girl’s face. Another reality dawned on Yuki as she suffered under the pussy smother. While she may have been at her usual fighting weight of 126lbs, this was a heavier Kensi. Had there been a pre fight weigh in, it would have shown Kensi coming in outside the lightweight limit at 146lbs today, and that extra weight made her an extra challenge to dislodge now. ‘Nooooo…...can’t breathe!’ Yuki repeated now, her voice muffled but the strain in it clear to hear as she tried to hold on. ‘Submit you silly cow!’ Kensi chastised her now, knowing that she had her rival suffering, and unlikely to escape. It actually favoured her the longer that Yuki clung on now, each attempt to struggle beneath the blonde simply serving to tire the Japanese more. Yuki bridged again, a desperate bid to dislodge Kensi that failed miserably. Then it was almost as if the whole thing dawned on Yuki suddenly; she should submit and conserve her energy under these rules! Frantically she tapped at Kensi’s legs to show her submission, something that Kensi honoured with good grace, moving away quickly this time to a safe distance to get to her knees. The match would restart from that kneeling position as soon as Yuki ready, unless of course Kensi lost patience and attacked again. She was content to wait though, smirking at Yuki as she knew her feminine scent now filled the nostrils of the Japanese fighter, who joined her, kneeling opposite Kensi.

‘You bitch….you cheated!’ Yuki protested now, leading off with a slap to the face.

‘You started it bitch!’ Kensi shot back, pointing that unfortunate truth out to Yuki as she slapped her in return.

That gave way to a back and forth exchange of stinging slaps to the face, neither defending the other’s blows in what was almost mutually agreed turn based combat for a moment. Of course, that turn based action would last no longer than it took one fighter to take momentary pause, bringing their opponent to be all over them at that point. Each reddened the cheek of the other, furious right handed slaps crashing into each woman’s left cheek, only their long flowing hair falling into their faces providing scant protection from the blows. Both continued to relish the exchange it seemed for now, before it was Yuki who took the initiative, surprising Kensi with a slashing slap and nail rake of her DD breasts. Before she had time to respond to that, an eye rake had the blonde howling in anguish and disorientation, and she was wrenched into a front headlock by Yuki with a firm handful of her blonde hair. She found Yuki to be in a very business like mood at this point as the Japanese girl started to whip heavy slaps into her back now, perhaps thinking any damage she caused there would be amplified by the coarse carpet when she wrestled Kensi to it on her back.

That was a thought that had to take a back seat for a moment as her eyes went wide, feeling Kensi’s fingers violating her womanhood now. That would be just a fleeting inconvenience for Yuki here, put paid to by a nasty deep nail rake, scratching her nails up Kensi’s back to make the blonde shriek once more. Predictably, Kensi’s fingers left Yuki’s womanhood, reaching instead for the hand that was punishing her back. That played right into the hands of Yuki though as she trapped that hand and arm high up the blonde’s back, in a deep back hammer, before she wrestled her to her back, leaving the arm pinned beneath her as she sat, bouncing heavily on Kensi’s DD breasts.

‘Hey! Stop that shit!’ Kensi protested, groaning a little each time the Japanese bounced on her now.

‘What? This?’ Yuki asked in return, of course continuing to do exactly what she had been doing before by bouncing on the blonde’s breasts. Then she slapped her face again, this one a heavy hand clapped down on Kensi’s nose and mouth, immediately converted to a hand smother on the blonde whose feet drummed at the carpet, hoping she might escape quickly with a bridge. Where she had stayed put, using well distributed weight before, Yuki did similar by showing great balance to hold off any show of resistance. With her arm still pinned beneath her too, Kensi was in some trouble now, her shoulder feeling the extra torque from that as Yuki started to bounce on her breasts again with increased vigour. That hand smother was more a distraction than a legitimate concern for Kensi at this point as she found she was still able to breathe OK despite it. ‘Now bitch, what was it that you did to me?’ Yuki mused out loud for a second, before she grabbed Kensi’s hair and pulled her face up into her crotch, mimicking that earlier pussy smother for a moment. As she pulled though, she rolled to the side too, snapping her thighs tightly around the head of the blonde in a head scissors, still with that tight pussy smother in place too.

‘Aaaaggggh! No!’ Kensi moaned loudly, denying any thought of submission though for now as Yuki squeezed her hard, slapping the top of her head there between her legs as she did so. Kensi groped blindly for a target, any target, and as her hand found Yuki’s belly she clawed her harshly, hoping that might be a key to reducing the powerful scissor and smother. She was up against an experienced fighter though, not one thrown off by a bit of adversity easily, and Yuki gritted her teeth and punished with a long squeeze of her thighs as Kensi’s fingers scrabbled for the grasp that might gain her freedom. Yuki simply retook her grip of Kensi’s blonde hair, pulled her face deep into her crotch again, and lay back, waiting for the inevitable to happen.

And it did; not quickly, but decisively as the blonde was forced to admit that she submitted to her Japanese rival, tapping at, instead of clawing, her stomach to admit it. Their respective position allowed Kensi to hastily roll clear this time, wisely denying Yuki the chance to add to the score with an immediate follow up, and a glance at the clock showed that with almost half of the fight gone, it was back level at 2 points each. Both women showed some of the signs of battle now too with nail marks, handprints, and some scrapes from the rough carpet showing upon each body. It was hot in the room too, hotter than either had realised at first; both had a fine sheen of sweat adding a glistening glow to their bodies as they got back to their knees now.

‘You’re tiring you fat blonde whore!’ Yuki chastised Kensi now as the two started to slap away to start the next fall. Each was targeting the breasts now with the sharp, stinging blows, taking care to drag their nails each time just a little, enjoying the way their rival’s eyes would flare with recognition of the pain.

‘Tired?’ Kensi scoffed in reply, ‘tired? I’m just starting to get warmed up bitch!’ she said as she continued to fire back with slaps of her own. It seemed both women were, for now, content to exchange blows rather than look to defend and counter, but as ever, both were clever and tough fighters; each was weighing their options to attack. Yuki thought she had picked her moment perfectly now, rocking Kensi with a European style uppercut that lacked no power despite being delivered from her knees as it brushed her DD breasts aside on it’s route to catch her under the chin. The blonde was rocked back amid a cascade of blonde hair turned a shade darker than usual by the sweat that soaked it. Yuki went for the blonde perhaps hoping to tackle her to her back on the carpet, but she found Kensi quick to rebound and able to stop her, as again the two shared a less than loving embrace now. Each had one hand wrapped in the other’s hair, trying to force their rivals head back by it, while at the same time, one arm was wrapped around the other’s body, ensuring they were pressed tightly together, breast to breast, as they mauled and wrestled on the carpet. The battle of the breasts appeared to be weighted in Kensi’s favour, her DD breasts threatening to engulf the pert C cups of her Japanese foe, but Yuki’s stiff nipples fought back, pressing into the softness of Kensi’s big breasts. Once again, the two kissed, even that action one of competition and contest rather than love as they attempted to kiss the other’s breath away. A stalemate then. Erotically charged, but nonetheless, a stalemate as each remained locked together well past the halfway point of the fight, not that either was watching the clock, they were simply intent only on each other.

The score remained tightly locked at two all as well, and it dawned on both women that this exchange may prove to be pivotal as both felt the pace in this hot room. Still neither broke from their clinch, maybe hoping that they could break the other to their will this way. Their eyes betrayed the true feelings both had at this point though, and that showed that the blonde Kensi was getting to Yuki in a way few could in a fight. While Kensi’s eyes were open and showed noting but control and confidence right now, Yuki’s were screwed shut for part of the time, and when they weren’t, they simply conveyed just how turned on she had been by some of Kensi’s work. It was a key the blonde couldn’t help but notice, and struck now suddenly to surprise Yuki. Breaking off her grip of Yuki’s jet black hair, she backhanded her low in the belly; a hard blow to take her breath away certainly, but not on to put Yuki down on it’s own. Kensi had a perfect follow up though as she went lower and latched on to Yuki with a pussy maul, while at the same time, she forced her body more and more into her until Yuki was on her back.

More importantly, Kensi was on top of her too, using that weight as she sat heavily on Yuki’s breasts, hand still working away harshly between the legs of the Japanese who screeched in pain now. ‘Fat whore!’ Yuki spat at Kensi between gritted teeth, her hands trying to claw at Kensi’s legs as they pinned the Japanese fighter’s arms tightly to her side. ‘Fuck you, slag!’ Kensi shot back, then she looked Yuki in the eyes and mocked ‘now…...what was it you were doing before?’ before she started to bounce her own butt on Yuki’s pert breasts, crushing them against her chest.

‘Owwww…..bitch!’ Yuki moaned as Kensi continued to bounce on her, each movement helping to wind the Japanese fighter more. A slap warmed the cheek of Yuki now, the sound of Kensi’s palm landing filling the room, before a howl of pain from the Japanese showed that the pussy maul was taking effect on her. ‘OWWWW…..AIIIEEEEEE!’ she shrieked now, Kensi just looking into her face and smirking as she continued to hurt her. And then, she moved quickly, darting forward to trap Yuki in a smothering face sit beneath her, legs spread a little wider to ensure Yuki carried her full weight. Now the blonde held the hair of her jet haired rival, fingers close to the scalp to control her, making sure she couldn’t squirm clear of the smother easily, and there was a groan of anguish from Yuki as she realised she was well trapped. Once again, Kensi’s ploy of coming in to the fight that bit heavier than usual was coming into play effectively for her. Yuki struggled beneath that heavy face sit, not wanting to submit but seemingly unable to dislodge the blonde who forced an attempt to bridge by Yuki to fail simply by mauling her womanhood harshly. Now it looked to be just a question of how long the Japanese fighter would hold out for; Kensi wasn’t concerned about asking her to submit though. She was content to sit heavily, smothering and mauling her to make sure there was no escape, knowing that Yuki only tired herself out by trying to get free. Still the Japanese tried to hold out, looking to escape; hoping for a mistake perhaps when it seemed no such escape was forthcoming. Slowly, Yuki was punished, Kensi’s fingers violating her womanhood as she mauled her and smothered her until she could take no more. After one last muffled howl of pain, Yuki tapped at the carpet and Kensi took the lead by 3 points to 2, taking her time getting off the Japanese to make sure she carried her weight that little while longer.

Although she had broken the hold slowly, Kensi was keen to get started again, rolling to her knees, hands resting lightly on her hips as she looked impatiently at the Japanese woman. ‘Get up you weak Japanese slut!’ Kensi mocked now, ‘come on, get up and fight me, bitch!’ she implored as Yuki continued to take her time. Finally, the patience of the blonde had run dry, and she warned ‘you’ve had your fucking chance slut!’ before lunging for her and delivering a splash from her knees across Yuki’s body to wind her a little. She had no interest in taking a cross pin as she lay across Yuki for a moment, tweaking her nipple to make the Japanese whine in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Quickly, she moved, floating into a position that was almost, but not quite, a reverse face sit position, just allowing Yuki to tilt her head back to avoid it for now. It wasn’t Kensi’s plan to take another smother just yet. Not at all, in fact, as time would show, as she raised a right hand deliberately, balling it into a fist, that she then slammed down hard into Yuki’s stomach. ‘Ooonngghhh!’ Yuki moaned loudly, feeling the impact of knuckle on flesh, her hips rising slightly from the carpet as she tried to catch her breath.

‘Pussy!’ Kensi mocked her now, flicking a slap across her pert breasts as she continued to tell Yuki ‘I’m going to beat you up now bitch!’ before plunging another hard punch into her body. This time her fist landed more in the rib cage of the ailing Japanese wrestler who was in real trouble in the fight now, still pinned under the heavier blonde. Punished too as Kensi launched into a flurry of slaps to her breasts now, still showing no interest in completing the face sit to smother out another submission. Patience in such a dominant position would serve her well she knew as she worked away, slapping and punching to the body, mauling breasts and enjoying the way it made the Japanese fighter moan loudly in anguish. ‘You’re nothing Yuki’ Kensi mocked now, starting to pull and pick at the thin landing strip of hair between Yuki’s legs. ‘Nothing but a cheap fucking whore’ she continued to admonish as she hooked her right index finger inside Yuki’s pussy, enjoying how the usually bold Japanese fighter shuddered with uncertain anticipation of what might follow. Kensi had her, she was certain now, and took it as her cue to strike again, first with a hard punch to the belly, then a seamless transition into a reverse ‘69’ head scissors that had the Japanese woman groaning in pain quickly as she tasted the power in Kensi’s thighs. Then she shrieked as Kensi decided to deliver pain, not pleasure, with the finger she had hooked into the Japanese girl’s pussy. It was a powerful cocktail of moves for the Japanese fighter to withstand late on in what had turned into quite a gruelling evening.

Kensi tensed her own thighs hard now, while she continued to work the crotch maul, and quickly she heard Yuki scream loudly ‘I SUBMIT!’ The volume of the cries made Kensi smile as she realised the power in her thighs had probably made Yuki unable to hear, so tightly they were clamped around her head. She gave just a little extra squeeze before she broke the hold off, and rolled back to her knees, telling Yuki ‘get up you fucking tart, fight like a woman!’ as she took the lead 4-2. She felt a tell tale twitch of her own clit too now, making her realise just how turned on she was to be dominating her arch nemesis like this. This time, she was content to take her time too, forcing Yuki to struggle to a kneeling position before she looked to take the fight back to her straight away with a hard backhand to the belly. Yuki groaned but on instinct had thrown a hard slap to the face that snapped Kensi’s head to the side in a cascade of blonde hair to remind her that the Japanese was still a dangerous enough woman. She was running close to empty though after a spirited exchange of slaps over the next thirty seconds, and Kensi recognised the signs, sending a hard punch into the pit of the stomach, that sent Yuki into a foetal position on the carpet, groaning as she hugged herself in pain.

Almost five minutes remained, but Kensi was pretty confident the fight was as good as settled now; as she looked at the prone form of Yuki and felt that twinge of pure lust in her again, she thought she might just have her fun now. Wrestling Yuki over so that she lay on her back, Kensi straddled the Japanese fighter, grabbing her hair and moving into a lighter face sit this time. She started to roll and grind her hips, making sure that her womanhood rubbed lightly across Yuki’s face, the blonde starting to use the jet haired fighters face as her own personal fuck toy! Moaning lightly in time with her increasingly urgent movements, not caring that under the rules, to cum on Yuki’s face, even if it was by her own design, would cost her a point in the fight. She was lost in the moment, not even considering that at all as she continued to ride Yuki’s face with increasing enthusiasm. Taking one hand out of her foes jet black hair now, she started to play with her own breasts, tweaking and caressing her increasingly stiff nipples. ‘OOOOHHHHH…..FUCK….MMMMMM…..OOOOHHHHH…….GET READY BITCH…….FUCK!’ Kensi moaned now, almost there as she pinched her own nipples harshly now, evidently just getting all the more turned on by that self inflicted pain. She could control the pleasure building in her now more, not that she wanted to, her whole body shuddering as she screamed out in orgasm, squirting all over the face of the Japanese woman.

‘There’s a cheap point for you, slut!’ Kensi gasped, a little breathlessly as she rolled off Yuki, her body still rocked with the aftershocks of the devastating orgasm she’d just brought upon herself. The score stood at 4-3 in her favour, but had she given Yuki an inkling of an opening so late in the fight? On another day maybe, but Yuki was a spent force today, staying flat out on her back as she willed the time to pass. Kensi’s eyes glistened with mischief, while Yuki’s face glistened beneath the bright lights because of the way the blonde’s juices now adorned it. Before she was able to stir, Kensi was on her again, this time going back to the reverse ‘69’ head scissors that had served her so well earlier in the fight, although she applied just enough pressure to control Yuki this time, and dull her hearing again. Kensi wanted to keep her Japanese rival locked up in the prison of her thighs this time until the clock had run down to the end of the fight. She felt Yuki’s hands momentarily groping at her ass again now, making her wonder if she’d misjudged the condition of her rival. Could the deft fingers of Yuki Yammamoto force an equalising orgasm out of the still extremely turned on blonde?

‘You fucking whore…...oowwww!’ Yuki admonished Kensi before her words gave way to pain as Kensi imparted control again with a flex of her thunderously strong thighs.

‘You were saying, slut?’ she mocked in return, slapping Yuki’s pussy in a disdainful style as she knew she had things right back under control when Yuki’s hands fell weakly to the carpet again. Now she would keep her that way until the timer chimed , trapped with her head framed between her thighs as the timer rang through the room and it became evident that once again, Yuki wasn’t totally able to hear with her head surrounded very effectively by Kensi’s thighs. Indeed, Yuki didn’t protest to be released, she simply had no concept that time was up and the fight should have ended!

Enjoying this position of extended dominance then, Kensi decided to keep working the scissor hold, slowly ramping up the pressure to see how long it would take for Yuki to ‘submit’ to her again. Of course, it mattered not, as the time was up, but any chance to dominate Yuki was something the blonde simply couldn’t refuse. It was another minute almost of moaning and groaning, trapped between Kensi’s legs, the pressure slowly being increased until she had forced the Japanese woman to the point of submitting again. As Yuki furiously tapped at her legs, Kensi now released the pressure and laughed as she allowed Yuki to register the sound of the buzzer filling the room. ‘Submit?’ Kensi asked with mischief in her voice, ‘why? The fight is done silly, I just thought you were having fun down there!’ she laughed, rolling off Yuki.

‘You bitch!’ Yuki reacted angrily now as Kensi got to her feet and walked back to her corner of the room. Gathering herself on the floor, the Japanese girl seethed with indignation as she watched Kensi pull on her tight jeans, preparing to leave the room. Her anger overcame her now, and she got to her feet, rushing Kensi and latching on to her long blonde hair to attack her. As she tried to pull the blonde back into the centre of the room though, screeching angrily at her, Kensi struck again, sending an elbow back deep into Yuki’s body, driving all of the anger and fight back out of her. ‘Now who wants to fight after the end of the match?’ Kensi mocked her, standing there barefoot and topless in her jeans, looking at a doubled up Yuki. She grabbed the chin of the Japanese girl now, raising her face to her own, kissed her once, and then buried a hard knee into her body. ‘Aiiieeeeooooofffff!’ Yuki groaned, slumping forwards into the blonde who wasn’t going to waste the chance to deliver further punishment as she effortlessly lifted and slammed Yuki there on the hard floor. It was a move to quell all of those thoughts of revenge in the Japanese woman as she lay there groaning loudly in pain while Kensi calmly returned to continue getting dressed, smiling in delight at the way this had worked out for her.

As the left the room, she looked back at the naked and well beaten body of Yuki there on the floor and told her ‘just remember this when you want to fight me again you little slut….I’ll be waiting with more of this for you!’ and then she left the room, leaving the current Smythe Lightweight champion in a state of some disarray behind her.