Rhonda at the National Tournament: Rhonda Watches a Match
by dalekelso@hotmail.com

Rhonda walked slowly into the arena Thursday evening.  Normally the top seeds in
each bracket fought two fights each of Tuesday and Wednesday and then had
Thursday off, to rest before the elimination rounds started on Friday.  But Andy
Anderson, the commissioner, had scheduled both Stephanie and Rhonda to fight on
Thursday, retribution for their having fought in the un-sanctioned tournament. 
But here it had worked to Rhonda's advantage.  Clearly, she would have been in
no shape to fight again after Paula had pounded her silly in the first fight on
Wednesday. 
 
As Rhonda walked in, she heard the roar of the crowd.  She sallied over to see
what was up.  She was pleased to see Stephanie, in her trademark white and black
bikini, enter the ring.  Donna, her long-time trainer, quickly informed her that
Stephanie was fighting Clara.  Both were 3-0 and almost certain to advance out
of the prelims.   

There was great expectation for this match.  Donna told Rhonda that Clara was
the largest fighter in the tournament.  A former biker chick, Clara had migrated
to tough girl competitions.  Those proved to be easy pickings early on given her
size and strength, but she soon found that no women would enter events in which
she was present.  So Clara started competing in men's events.  Her fighting
skills stood her good stead, but her ability to take a pounding and keep coming
back truly defined her.  After she won two events, her embarrassed
male opponents asked that she be banned from the next event because she had an
"unfair advantage" because she wore a top.  Undeterred, Clara showed up at the
next event topless, fought and administered brutal beatings to both guys who had
raised this concern.  It appeared to many that she held back finishing off these
two opponents in order to keep beating these guys even after victory was assured
and some other joined the chorus that she be banned; but the  promoters loved
her as she had become a crowd favorite and the audience  soared when she was
rumored to be on the card.  As the champ, she also managed to change the rules,
going from 3 or 5 rounds to 10 rounds, better suiting her ability to wear out
foes and to administer slow methodical and at time very thorough beatings. Clara
proceeded to win five tournaments in a row, fighting in various attires (and
lack thereof -- Clara apparently preferred  fighting topless -- turned on by the
crowd's response and the distraction it caused her foes) and beating men of all
shapes and sizes.  Often she would destroy her opponents' core with devastating
body punches and then when her opponents were essentially out on their feet
finishing her destruction with a kickboxing like spinning back fist that caught
traditional boxers unaware.  Other times, the spinning back fist came early to
be followed by her pounding the her foes bodies like punching bags. Clara was
then attracted to the purses offered by the NUWL. She rose quickly and had only
lost once, in a regional final to an experienced wrestler who had managed to
secure a triangle choke when Clara was too focused on trying to beat her downed
opponent into a pulp.  In a rare NUWL fight, Clara had at times absorbed
significant punishment, but she had always manage to wear out and then
thoroughly beat up all comers.  She had quickly developed a reputation as a
tough fighter who was very mean, often inflicting severe beatings.  The crowd
clearly was anxious to see how the biker chick would do against an experienced
veteran like Stephanie. 
Rhonda caught her first sight of Clara, standing fully 6'2" tall and tipping the
scales at an announced 218 pound.  Clara did not have the big muscles that
bodybuilders sported , but there seemed to be not an ounce of fat on her.  Solid
legs, broad powerful shoulders, absolutely ripped and shredded abs.  And a
rarity for the NUWL, Clara had barbed wire tatoos on her wrists, biceps, ankles
and thighs.  Clara was dressed in very small booty shorts and a fishnet  top
that fully revealed her pert breasts and nice nipples.  Clara presented an
exciting combination of female power and sexuality.

The ref, a stunning red head who was a former NUWL wrestler of middling
abililty, called the two amazons to the center.  As the ref briefly told the
girls that they were here to fight and fight hard, Clara towered over Steph. 
Clara glared down at Steph and hit a biceps pose that exposed baseball like
muscles in each arm.  Rhonda knew she should get to her dressing room and get
ready for her match, but she could not tear herself away from the upcoming
mayhem. 
 
Finally the bell sounded.  As the amazons approached, the ref moved into a
corner.  Clara came out with her arms up in a boxer's  stance.  To Rhonda's
surprise, Steph adopted the same stance.  Rhonda knew that Steph could deliver a
very solid punch -- she had felt several in their last match -- but her
boxing  skills , especially defense -- had been rudimentary; Rhonda wondered if
Steph was setting herself up for a beating or had improved in this department. 
Clara quickly attacked, sending a series of kicks from afar at Steph's legs. 
Steph avoided or blocked them all.  Steph moved forward and got inside Clara's
reach.  Steph fired a series of hooks to the body that landed  cleanly.  Clara
was forced to take a step back.  Steph continued  to press forward.  Another
series of hooks to the  body clearly penetrated Clara's muscle shield and that
clearly hurt the massive fighter.  Rhonda was impressed with Steph's boxing and
made a mental note to adjust her strategy should the two meet in the ring later
that week.
 
As her larger foe looked to clinch, Steph sent a series of knees into Clara's
abs.  Steph's knees elicited grunt from her foe.  She continued with this
strategy and was able to land three more knees that rattled Clara.  Steph had
definitely taken command early.  
 
Clara was able to break the clinch and  push Steph away.  As Steph backed up,
Clara launched a spinning kick aimed at Steph 's jaw.  Steph moved her head at
the last minute, just avoiding what could have been a devastating blow.  As
Steph charged forward to take advantage of her adversary's miss, Clara threw a
her famous spinning backfist that landed solidly on Steph 's jaw.  One of the
few rules in NUWL was no punching to the head or face and this clearly violated
that rule.  Steph sagged back, she looked for the ref and started to complain
"illegal pu..." when Clara stepped in and with full power lunched an upper cut
that seemingly started at the floor and exploded flush on Steph 's brusied
jaw.  Steph was clearly hurt, fighting to stay on her wobbly feet.  The
ref stayed in the corner, not interfering with Clara's blatant rule violations. 
Rhonda was appalled at this display.

As Steph wobbled, Clara moved in and fired a straight right smack into Steph 's
left mammary.  Steph 's globe compressed fully against her chest and pain shot
through her body.  Before Steph could so much as react, Clara fired a left hook
that devastated Steph 's right globe, pancaking the boob and sending it flying
out of her top.  Steph screamed in agony, her knees buckled and she started
falling forward.  Clara did not back up but instead launched a kick that
connected smack in the middle of  Steph 's bikini-covered  womanhood.  Steph
cried out in pain, pitched forward, her head smacking the canvas with a thud. 
Rhonda was furious at Clara's dirty tactics but yet on a subliminal level
thrilled with the display of ferocity.  Clearly Clara could take a beating and 
keep fighting.  Now it was Clara who had assumed command of the fight.
Clara did not waste any time and followed Steph down to the canvas.  Immediately
she fired elbows into Steph 's exposed back.  Fighting the excruciating pain in
her jaw, tits, and crotch, Steph turtled up to best withstand the onslaught. 
Clara continued her attack.  From a north-south position, she rained down more
elbows into Steph 's back.  She also sent punches flying into Steph 's ribs. 
Steph valiantly started to rise and Clara shifted quickly taking Steph 's broad
back.  But showing her immense strength, Steph continued to rise and soon was on
her feet, with Clara draped over her back. 
 
What a sight, Steph standing tall, her right boob totally exposed and her left
boob barely covered with a 220 pound  woman draped over her back.  As Steph
reached full height, Clara was able to lock in a rear naked choke.  Rhonda
sensed that the fight was about to end in another -- this time very quick --
stunning upset. 
 
But Steph quickly backed into the corner, slamming Clara against the
turnbuckle.  Clara held on and Steph repeated the move three more times. 
Finally, the force of being crushed between the 175 lb Steph and the turnbuckle
forced Clara to release her hold. 
 
Rhonda cheered silently as her friend/foe freed herself and moved forward one
step.  Steph launched a mule kick that caught Clara right on her belly
botton.  Square on the kick landed, sounding like a rifle exploding.  Clara
started to pitch forward but Steph caught her and threw her back into the
corner.  Steph nearly launched herself at her foe, landing a crushing forearm to
Clara's upper chest.  Two more forearms exploded against Clara.  She sagged
badly, only to be nailed with three knees right on her bruised abs.   Rhonda
cheered for the stunning turnaround her friend was launching but also cringed,
knowing first hand how powerful Steph's knees were, undoubtedly the most 
ferocious on the circuit. 
 
Her legs buckling, Clara started falling forward.  Clara landed chest and face
first, bouncing one.  Steph immediately moved over, grabbed her foe's legs and
leaned back applying a Boston Crab.  Steph 's face was a mask of concentration
as she sunk in the hold.   She clearly was not aware -- or did not care -- that
both her mamaries were now fully free of her top and exposed for the audience's
viewing pleasure. 
 
Clara cried out in pain but did not submit.  Instead she tried to reach the
ropes.  Her long arm fell about a foot short.  With massive effort and her face
reflecting the agony being inflicted upon her by her amazon foe, Clara pawed at
the mat, trying to leverage her way to the ropes.  Inch by inch she ever so
slowly progressed forward.  Steph kept the Boston Crab firmly locked in, knowing
the pain she was causing, the harm it was inflicting.  Rhonda realized that
Clara's reputation for toughness was smack on as she battled on.
 
After several minutes of amazing bravery, Clara reached the ropes.  Steph
continued applying the Crab, knowing that the ropes did not mean anything in
the NUWL.   The ref, however, quickly signaled Steph to release the hold.  Steph
ignored her. The ref screamed, "Release her NOW or I will DQ you NOW."   Rhonda
was incensed at the obvious bias of the ref.
 
Steph was forced to comply and dropped Clara's legs and moved away.  Clara
slowly rose, arching her backing to relieve the pain.  Both women were now
sporting fully exposed chests as Clara's fish-net top had slipped fully off her
breasts as it slid up on her body in her effort to reach the ropes. Steph
reached  up to untie her now useless top and Clara pulled hers up and over her
head.  This was not an erotic display, just two amazons stripping  down to
continue their epic battle. 
 
The audience was treated to amazing views of muscular arms, biceps and upper
backs on full display, not to mention their stunning breasts. But the fighters
seemed oblivious to the visual delights to which they were treating the
audience.  Each was focused solely on trying to beat her opponent. 
 
Again the amazons engaged circling warily, each aware of the other's power. 
Each launched a few low leg kicks.  Steph was  able to block a kick aimed at her
ribs, and in retaliation sent a left hook to Clara's mid-section.  The punch
landed cleanly, momentarily stunning the biker chick.  That was all the opening
Steph needed as she teed off on Clara, using her large foe as a heavy bag in the
boxing gym.  Hooks and uppercuts landed cleanly on the biker chick's abs in
rapid succession.  Clara dropped to her knees, again beaten to the punch by her
skilled opponent.  Rhonda was impressed by Steph's clearly improved punching
skills and power.
 
Steph moved in to take advantage, the tide of the fight clearly having turned in
her favor.  Clara sensed the move and timed her coounter perfectly, from the
kneeling position launching an upper cut that exploded solidly on Steph 's
bikini bottom.  Rhonda -- though watching from afar -- felt her own groin start
to hurt.  Steph cried out and fell to her knees.  As Steph's hands  clutched 
her battered groin, Clara wobbled to her feet and grabbed Steph's  face and
bellowed, "you fight like a little girl and cry like a girl too."  Clara slapped
Steph in the face, the power evident by the noise that thundered through the
arena.  Clara continued to verbally abuse Steph,  "Take your beatings like a
woman.  Did you hear me whimper like the baby you are?  How did you ever get to
be the champ?" Rhonda was shocked by this  rudeness to another competitor, let
alone the former undisputed  #1 fighter.  With that, Clara let loose a knee
directly to the jaw of her downed opponent, that sent Steph flying backwards. 
Another blatant rule violation that the ref did nothing to address. 
 
Clara dropped fully onto Steph, her right elbow connecting solidly with Steph's
left boob.  Steph screamed in agony, and Clara methodically rolled on top and
proceeded to drop three rapid but devastating hammer fists into Steph's right
boob.  Rhonda felt her own boobs start to ache, both a reminder of the beating
her glorious mounds had sustained yesterday when Paula had destroyed Rhonda and
in sympathy with her friend/former foe/likely future foe.
 
Steph 's howls continued.  Clara had the dominant top position and she was
determined to keep it.  Clara spun fully around so that her ass was inches from
Steph's face as she continued to hammer Steph's body and breasts with thunderous
punches.  Rhonda sensed that Steph was on the verge of submitting. 
 
Clara was beaming as she continued to hammer away, clearly enjoying the
destruction of her opponent.  She then lunged forward, sending her elbow
crashing into Steph's unprotected crotch.  Steph emitted an unearthly scream. 
Rhonda saw Steph's face turn pure white as her  most private parts absorbed a
massive battering.  Rhonda was impressed with Clara's punching power though
appalled by her dirty fighting techniques. 
 
Clara straightened up to assess the damage she had inflicted.  She too sensed
the fight was about to end as her opponent was being literally beaten to a
pulp.  Clara assessed her beaten foe and paused to hit a double biceps pose. 
She then brought each clenched  fist to her mouth and kissed each.  The audience
was split, some standing to applaud wildly for this new fighting sensation and
some  booing her tactics. 
 
Clara bellowed to Steph, "Quit yet, bitch?"  Hearing no immediate reply, Clara
fired two more massive punches into Steph's battered gut.  Steph screamed in
agony but Steph surprisingly still did not quit.  Clara continued  to beam --
clearly enjoying the opportunity to wail away on her tough but downed foe.  She
fired two quick jabs into Steph's badly bruised busom eliciting more wails of
agony.  As Clara rose up to throw another massive left punch, Steph sensed the
move and pivoted rapidly on her hips and threw her legs up, whether in an effort
to to trap any part of her foe or just to block this latest bomb aimed at her
lower stomach/crotch.  And succeed she did, catching Clara's  massive right
arm.  Steph continued her pivot and the two topless fighters tumbled across the
mat. 
 
Showing remarkable speed for a woman of her size and amazingly in light of the
beating she had just absorbed, Steph scrambled madly and worked to secure an arm
bar.  Exhibiting the skills that had catapulted her to the top rung of the
fighting league, she soon secured Clara's massive right arm and  fell back,
clinching the arm bar.  Clara's arm bent at a sickening angle but Steph kept
pulling as Clara did not tap or submit.  Steph yanked the arm further and
further.  Clearly Clara's arm was damaged but true to her reputation for
toughness Clara did not give in.
 
To Rhonda's surprise, Steph released the hold.  With a malicious smile that
almost bellowed, "your funeral," Steph stood up.  She reached down and viciously
yanked Clara to her feet. Steph again used  Clara's  core as a punching bag,
pummeling Clara's chiseled abs.  Clara backed away, sliding into the corner. 
Steph changed continued to destroy Clara's gut, but now used different limbs,
sending a series of vicious knees pounding into Clara's gut. The fifth knee
sent Clara crumbling to the mat. 
 
Steph stepped back to survey her fallen foe.  Three times  Clara  tried to rise
but fell back.  Steph continued to simply watch her foe deal with the beating
she had delivered so viciously over the past 2 - 3 minutes.  Clara attempted to
rise a fourth time, this time making it to her knees, her perky tits hanging
down.   Steph took two steps forward and kicked Clara squarely in her gut. 
Clara twisted violently, landing on her back. 
 
 Steph clearly was enjoying dishing out the punishment to the woman who had
abused  her with dirty tactics.  Steph quickly spun around, moved to the mat and
grabbed hold of Clara's right leg.  With amazing speed, she locked  in a knee
bar.  Rhonda knew the damage this hold when applied well could do to the
ligaments of the knee and expected a submission from the downed fighter.  But
Clara was either too inexperienced or too stubborn and said nothing.  Steph
latched on to the hold and yanked the leg in angle it was not meant to go.  The
skilled  fighter knew the damage she was inflicting and waited for the tap.  As
Clara's leg was pulled aside at an unnatural angleand, her dense bush now was on
full display .  Seeing how Clara's booty shorts had shifted, revealing the wide
dark heavy mass of hair, Steph mocked, "Every heard of a razor?"
 
Rhonda stared in awe.  In awe of the amazing comeback Steph had put on after she
had been battered with so many punches, including her tits and crotch which had
been battered so mercilessly, and at the toughness Clara was exhibiting.  
 
Steph yanked a  bit further and now Clara screamed her submission as her knee
joined her elbow in being badly damaged.  Steph immediately released  the hold
and stood up.  Beaming with joy, the topless  amazon planted her foot squarely
on Clara's  face and hit a victory pose.  Mocking her  foe, she slowly kissed
each flexed bicep.
 
Rhonda felt herself get highly stimulated as she watched her foe/friend.  Steph
was absolutely radiant, her muscular body exuding both power and femininity and
she towered over her beaten adversary.  Steph's abs and full breasts were
already showing the effects of Clara's  punching but her tits exuded sexuality
as her perky nips pointed out toward the audience.  Rhonda sensed this would be
her opponent in the finals -- Steph was definitely back as a top fighter -- both
able to absorb a beating but also able  to take advantage  of a small opening
and  wreak havoc  and destruction on her foes.  And Steph now added  the ability
to get the audience to her side with greater attention to the crowd and
willingness to show off her stunning physique.
 
Rhonda turned to go to her dressing room to prepare for her upcoming fight.  As
she started to leave, she heard a commotion and turned back.  The ref was
yelling at Steph to remove her foot from Clara's face.  Steph turned her back to
the stunning ref and told the ref to kiss her ass.  The ref violently pushed
Steph off of Clara.  Steph stumbled away but clearly incensed she charged the
ref and unleashed a powerful left hook to the ref's jaw.  A stunning one-punch
KO.  The ref crumbled to the mat and Steph bent down, picked her up, and walked
her over to where Clara still lay, barely moving, her dense bush still visible. 
Steph positioned the ref and lowered her face first into Clara's exposed
crotch. 
 
Steph now stepped on the back of the ref's head, pressing it firmly into Clara's
womanhood.  "They must be lovers given her favoritism," Steph announced.  "I
guess they are now both pinned.  One ... Two ..."  The audience picked up the
count and Steph hit another double biceps pose and again kissed each bulging
bicep.  Rhonda shuddered in sexual delight as she watched Steph who had fought,
taken a beating, dominated and now enjoyed the fruits of her efforts.  Donna
reached out to keep her star from falling. 
 
Rhonda just wanted  Steph now -- sexually or in a fight.  But Rhona knew that
would have to wait a few days.  She still had a fight tonight that she had to
win.  Her knees wobbly, Rhonda moved away as Steph took one final lap around the
ring, her body exuding power and sexuality, the crowd expressing its full
appreciation for the former -- and based on tonight's  performance potentially
future -- champion.
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