Gang Ho

Jean had set up a web sight to host underground women wrestling. She took applications and posted on Only Fans for her subscribers. There was an emphasis patrol on 3 female gangs in her city. The head of the police gang unit went to the 3 gangs with a disputed territory.

With the idea that one of the initiates from each gang could battle out in a round robin tournament to settle the matter. It was winner take all for 3 submissions. The girls would face each other on the first day. With a random number generator, he would determine who fought first, then the loser would take on the third girl. The losers would then fight for elimination.

Unless the same girl lost twice then the winner of the elimination match would be able to fight the winner of the first round. They would have to win 2 in a row to be the winner. The winners gang received the disputed territory with guaranteed no retaliation. The winner herself owned the other two as property and each match ended with submission or loss of consciousness. No weapons, biting or eye gouging. All other combat methods were allowed.

Jean was given the ultimate call of what was a submission and the first thing negotiated was what the uniform was going to be. The uniform was decided as tee shirts and gym shorts. Each girl was allowed to wear a bra and panties but no socks or shoes. No jewelry.

Jean ran the numbers and set up the bracket. Liz was in black and faced Sandy in red. The loser would face Rachel in Blue then the winners would face off the following day in a best 2 out of 3. The loser would go home with Jean and return the next day to be claimed by the ultimate winner.

Rachel was not allowed to watch the first match and the winner would get 1 hour to recover before the second match. The morning of the first match arrived. The gym the matches would be held in was in one nicer parts of town. That ensured it wasn’t on one of the gangs turf. A private limo retrieved each girl.

Rachel would not be picked up until noon. The First match started at 11 am. Jean had the keys to the gym and was the only one other than the girls allowed in the building. There were 12 cameras around the ring so all the fights would be well documented.

The first to arrive was Sandy. She had her hair pulled into a tight bun, her red tee shirt was quite loose fitting and she had on a sports bra. Her red shorts were beach volleyball bottoms. Jean asked about underwear, and she said she wasn’t wearing any. Jean checked and sure enough there was none.

Liz arrived and her hair was in corn rows with 6″ braids at the back, tee shirt was tight over her larger frame. She was wearing a white lace bra and white lace thong. Her black shorts were loose, basketball style shorts they came below her knees. Jean patted Liz down and she was clean for banned materials.

Jean was wired with a mic. She also had a camera in her glasses so she could properly document any submissions. The closed circuit was started so each of the gangs could watch from their club house and see that there were no shenanigans allowed. Jean came on and gave the particulars Height weight and color of uniform. “Black Corner, Liz, 36B-32-40 5’9″ tall. Weighing 155 pounds. 5’11” reach. In the red corner, Sandy, 34D-25-36 5’3″ tall. Weighing 128 pounds 5’3″ reach.

Each of the fighters hearts were racing. The horn sounded and the fight was on. The two girls circled each other and Sandy dove for Liz’s knees. Liz deflected her with a shove and took her back. She drove the blonde girl down onto the mat and started pounding the sides of her head with her fists.

Liz did not lock herself into position and the blonde girl was able to lift her hips, arch her back and displace the larger girl and stood in the process. Liz becoming confident after getting in a good salvo and thought the blonde would be stunned. Liz marched straight at her into a right hook. Sandy followed her fist into the larger girl with her body.

Grabbing the bottom of the tight black shirt She rolled it up over the girls shoulders and trapped her arms in it. Liz’s face was covered, and the thin lacy white bra contrasted with her dark skin. Sandy could not tell where in the face she was striking the heavier girl.

Liz could only see the fist through the mesh of her shirt as it was about to strike her. Sandy was sitting on the upper stomach and her crotch as Liz struggled, was pushing Liz’s bra up over her tits. Sandy got the satisfaction of seeing blood seeping through the shirt. When Liz tried to throw her off, Sandy held the bra like a bull rider holds a rope on the bull. Sandy’s right hand was beginning to get sore from striking the girl’s face. In a moment of inattention Sandy let Liz get her arms down and move the shirt.

The heavier girl shoved Sandy hard in the chest with both hands and as Sandy was pushed backward the bra gave way. Sandy ended up at Liz’s feet and both stood.

Liz’s face was swelling under both eyes and her nose was pouring blood. Through swollen lips she said, “Now you will feel real pain.” It felt to both girls like they had been at it for an hour. There was only 2 minutes on the clock. Liz pulled her shirt down and charged the blonde girl.

She got the blonde in a headlock and was punching her face, when the blonde reversed her, by pushing hard on Liz’s lower back with her left hand and taking her right wrist in her right. She shoved the big girl into a turn buckle knocking the wind from her. Liz did the shirt trick again and this time took the dazed girls shorts to her knees.

This gave her time to throw Liz face down and climb on her back and put her in a rear chokehold. Jean was on the mat in front of the girls. Sandy had her elbow in front of Liz’s esophagus and was pulling back hard enough that Liz’s breasts were exposed to Jean’s camera. Liz was fighting back as she could, but her arms were trapped in the tight black shirt, and she could not get her knees free of the shorts around them. She arched forward in a feeble attempt to dislodge the blonde and was unable to change the choke.

Liz’s vision started to tunnel. She saw Jean close to her face and the world went black. When she woke, she could only breathe through her nose. Sandy had removed her panties and shoved them into her mouth. Her bra was tied around her wrists on her back and the blonde girl was posing, fully dressed with her foot on the side of the big girl’s face.

With Liz’s shoulders on the mat face down and her ankles under Sandy’s armpits, this put Liz’s feet behind Sandy’s arms. Sandy walked backward to hold the bigger girl in a crab. Jean had circled the girls and Liz’s back was arched so badly that her breasts barely touched the mat, and the nipples were visible above the mat.

Jean declared Sandy the winner by removal of conciseness. Liz’s gang would not gain territory unless she could win three in a row. Liz was to be in another bout this afternoon. It was 11:15 when the bout was declared.

Liz had 1 hour and 45 minutes until she would face Rachel. Sandy was sent home and the feed was cut to the red gangs club house. Liz iced her face and drank some electrolytes and rested with her feet up and her head back. She got most of the swelling in her eyes under control, but her nose was full of blood clots and every time she got rid of one, it would begin to bleed again.

Jean offered to cauterize it for her. But Liz declined. The more she thought about losing to that blonde cunt, the madder she got.

Rachel showed at 12:45. She stretched and got loose. She wore a blue tee shirt that was very thin. It was not cotton it was polyester. She had on a sports bra; her shorts were volleyball shorts, but Jean could see she had a thong on under them. Her raven black hair was tied back in a ponytail with 4 stretchy bands around it. All the bands were black. At 12:58 the feeds were started for the Black and Blue gangs.

Jean announced the particulars of the fighters. “In the black corner is Liz, 36B-32-40 Height 5’9″ Weight 155 pounds Reach 5’11”. The blue corner Rachel 34C-24-32 Height 5’2″ Weight 105 pounds Reach 5’4″.

The beginning of the fight saw the horn blast and exactly 1 pm. Liz had built such a rage that she was not thinking straight and rushed right at the skinny smaller girl. Rachel stepped forward and sideways at the last sticking out her foot. Liz’s face hit the turnbuckle full force and she was disoriented.

Her nose, now broken, was flowing blood. Rachel grabbed her on the ground and flipped her from her side to her front. She tried to get a rear choke hold but Liz had learned from it earlier. Liz could think straight enough to grab the right wrist. Rachel raked her left arm across the larger girl’s face and the pain in her freshly broken nose was causing her eyes to flow along with her nose. Liz was able to get her knees under her and stand up with the help of the ropes.

Rachel slid from her back and gave a hard punch in the right kidney. Liz was staggering slightly and swallowing a lot of blood. She rushed more under control and paid with a left jab to her eye. She missed the quick little skinny girl again.

As Liz tried to regroup Rachel had made the decision to try to close Liz’s right eye completely with jabs. By the third one Liz could only see out of her left eye. She finally got a hold of Rachel and bear hugged her to the mat. Rachel used her right elbow to strike Liz’s left cheek and turn under the larger girl.

Liz grabbed Rachels ponytail on the way by and used it to control the girl under her. Liz stood and reefed up on the ponytail. Rachel followed her hair up off the mat. Liz then pulled the girl backward and off her feet, landing square on her ass. Knocking Rachels breath away. Not letting go of the ponytail, Liz grabbed the back of Rachel’s shirt and pulled back as hard as possible trying to choke the girl.

From the elbow strike her left eye was starting to swell. Rachel spun ducking her head and let Liz pull her shirt over her head and off. She then charged the girl and struck her just above the pussy with a right uppercut. Followed by a left. The large girl let go of her hair and Rachel believed Liz was now having trouble seeing. Rachel moved around the ring and could see that Liz would turn to see her from her left eye.