Post by caspian on May 12, 2017 23:17:44 GMT -6
5. Main: Hannah Ferguson vs Erin Heatherton (JMDD)
Hannah:
(24, 5’9, 130, 11:1 FCBA, VIXENs)
Erin:
(27, 6’0, 121, 0:3 FCBA, Free Agent)
Before: “This is it. Third time's the charm. I was so confident defeating Kate Upton that I challenged her well before this match even started,” Hannah says, looking stunning as ever in her orange-red striped bikini. She’s not looking one bit afraid of baring her assets as she heads into this third JMDD contest - winning this match enables her to challenge for Kate Upton’s JMDD championship, as per the previous agreement made with Tahnee Atkinson.
Erin however obviously not liking being likened to a doormat, menacingly shaking her gloved fist in Hannah’s face at every opportunity. “If she thinks I’m just gonna keel over and die, the “champ” can think again.” Erin parading her lean body at every opportunity to the crowds. Though she knows that she’s the underdog and in unfamiliar territory, what better way to gain some exposure by beating this b*tch down.
Models come together in the ring and the referee goes through the pre-fight rituals. Blondes are staring intently at each other though, Erin continuing to gesture suggestively to Hannah’s chest, whereas the Welterweight champion simply smirking back at her foolhardy confidence. Finally, the ref rings for the bell to begin ten rounds of Welterweight, JMDD action!
Round 1: It’s already 10 pm at night but the crowd seems as excited for this match as they were at the start of this event. Both models continue posing in the strongly leveled spotlights, taunting the other before the bell rings. Then. both ladies stride forward and bring it on at the same time, meeting in the middle and throwing some token jabs at the head. Hannah looking too confident with that grin on her face, as though saying to the world ‘This will be over in a jiffy’. Not if Erin can help it, of course - other blonde surprises the champion with a whap whap WHACK on the nose. Blame Hannah for that weak-ass and haphazard guard in the opening minute. Erin getting more confident, crowding out her opponent now when strong bang bang bang on Hannah’s forearms, but Hannah shooting back stiff blows that catch Erin on her cheek. Bell rings and Hannah not looking so good anymore, Erin’s early offense having wiped that smirk off her face.
Round 2: Punishment intended for Erin goes south, however, when Hannah charges her foe at the bell, but Erin does the same. Both girls growling as they lunge at one another, swapping tough blows to the body then rattling each other’s chest with lefts and rights. Vicious action in the center of the ring as Hannah tries to go toe-to-toe with the taller blonde. Erin known for her brawling imposure because of her height, focuses her gloves on Hannah’s orbs left right left right, causing the champ to groan with rage. Ferguson jamming a right hand up into blonde tummy, then raking her left glove over her foe’s chest with as much force, to inflict as much pain as possible. Both girls end up in the clinch towards the end of the round, continuing to dig gloves into any portion of skin they can find. All-out brawl this round and judges left clueless as to which girl came out on top!
Round 3: Hannah breathing heavily on stool mid-round. What she thought was going to be walk in the park now turning into a descent into hell. How the hell do you beat down this girl when she’s seems stronger and bigger? Erin now the one smiling - yes, red welts forming all over her body, but she’s licking her lips with a smile, at the height of her adrenaline, ready to put down this so-called ‘champion’. Bell sounds and girls slowly take small steps towards each other. Hannah scoring first with a quick jab to Erin’s cheek, then another, and another! Erin grimacing, trying to swat away errant fists before they make contact, but damn the blonde is fast. Erin tries firing back: jab-combo absorbed by gloves, then big right hand meant for Hannah’s face misses! Hannah swerving around the punch, rams her own right hand straight into Erin’s nose! Erin lets out a loud ggguuHH, more grunt work as Hannah drums fists to the belly, walking her back to ropes, then goes after the chest in the last seconds puh puh puh puh puh puh. Erin not knowing where to send her arms for defense, gets pounded all over as a result. Referee looking closely for a possible TKO, but the bell sounds before Hannah can put her foe away - arm already cranked backwards for knockout hook, but stopped by the referee at last moment. Erin’s saved by the bell, mouth agape and body draped on top rope!
Round 4: Big round for Hannah last time, and she knows it. Hannah strutting around at the start, even shaking her booty at Erin in obvious taunt to say that she’s in total control. Erin not taking the bait, however, catches her breath and strides forward once again. Hannah meets her, suddenly focused again with a jab-jab-hook combo, but Erin now ready for it, deflects and then avoids completely. Taller blonde manages to slam her own fists into Hannah’s face after her awkward swing for the fences, pushing the champ backwards, grimacing, in retreat. Erin staying put, however, leaving a stunned Ferguson wondering what changed; why the f*ck isn’t Erin on the floor by now? Hannah comes in again, this time aiming for the tummy - gets a few punches onto Erin’s belly button when she’s suddenly RAKED across the face with a left hook, then another right hook! Hannah letting out loud grunts as her face battered left right. Now Erin has time to capitalize: left uppercut to Hannah’s breast shocks her fully, allowing a right uppercut to slam up into her open jaw, shutting her mouth for good and flinging her body backwards! Hannah lands on her back with a THUD! IT’S A F*CKING KNOCKDOWN FOR ERIN HEATHERTON!
The crowd can’t believe it either - the champ is down on her back! Erin looking stunned herself, hovering over her opponent, drawing deep breaths.
3...4… Hannah blinking up into the lights, arms sprawled to either side. Then, she slowly sits up and catches her breath.
5...6… Erin making it to neutral corner. Could she be Hannah’s conqueror tonight?? Hannah testing her legs, shaking the pain from her head at intervals.
7…8… Ferguson recovers, standing upright on both legs! But she’s clearly shaky, eyes blinking in complete disbelief that that just f*cking happened.
Thankfully, the bell rings to end the round, and both girls stumble back to their corners. Erin’s corner-men obviously patting their girl on the back, wide smiles on their faces. Perhaps they really have a chance of winning this wild match after all??
Round 5: Erin excited of the prospect of winning that she charges at the bell! Hannah barely out of her corner when she’s met with chopping fists slamming into her sides and tummy - Erin going after the champ’s last reserves with a systematic spanking of leather off the body, then going upwards, wanting to torture the jugs. Hannah absorbing, trying to escape, protecting her head more than anything. However, if you look closely at her face, the Vixen is far from defeated: large scowl forming on Hannah’s lips at the realization of the very real, possible humiliation at the hands of this b*tch. One-two whap whap lands on Erin’s face, breaking her methodical pounding and stopping her in stunned silence. Erin lets out another groan as Hannah rams both fists straight up into both her jugs, then continues the alternate pounding as Erin backs away in shock, arms covering her chest. Hannah growls and walks her down, paying back methodical glove-work with spanking of Erin’s tummy, chest, then snapping head back with short uppercuts. Erin slowly but surely losing the will to fight, her advantage suddenly lost in the face of Hannah’s renewed rage. A last SWEEP to side of her face takes her off her feet, Heatherton flying sideways and landing on her side! Comeback knockdown for Hannah Ferguson!!
Referee takes one look: Erin’s not stirring, spittle flowing down one side of mouth and pooling on canvas. It’s over!!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Erin Heatherton via KO5!
After: Late surge from Hannah proved too much for Heatherton, though one can't hurt the blonde for trying. She almost put down the champ in the fourth too.
Hannah dropping both gloves by the side of Erin’s head. Statement needs to be made here and now in order to prove that she deserves to claim this JMDD title from Kate Upton. Hannah dropping to both knees at Erin’s head, cooing down at the knocked out girl: “Nothing personal, Erin... Oh wait,” Hannah pauses, mock-thinking to herself with a finger on her lips. “It’s definitely personal, b*tch.”
With a grin, Hannah lowers her chest square onto Erin’s face, wrapping both arms around the neck, locking those jugs firmly in place in a Reverse Breast Smother. Erin’s legs squirming in front as Hannah’s hot breaths exhale on her bruised tummy, trying to pin the blonde down in place whilst holding her in jug-hell. Slowly but surely, Erin’s movements slowing, her muffled moans getting softer. “That’s right, go the f*ck to sleep, Erin…”
Suddenly, Hannah turns to one side, the crowd’s shouting suddenly escalating. Not again, she thinks. No! Not f*cking now?! Before she can react, Hannah feels a sharp pain traveling through her scalp as an unknown assailant tugs her up by the hair, forcing her to relinquish her jug smother on Heatherton below.
Squealing and forced to her knees, Hannah’s face is pulled upwards to see a grinning Kate Upton, who looks splendid in her baby-blue bikini:
“Congratulations, Hannah - what, I guess that makes three?” Kate coos down at her rival. “Let me give you your reward for all your efforts!”
Hannah lets out a gasp as Kate sends three stinging slaps into her face, one after another. The Vixen tries to resist by digging her nails into her assailant’s thighs, but they don’t seem to affect Upton, who continues devilishly smacking her open palm into her reddening face. Upton enjoying her dominance over the spent Ferguson, tugging on her tresses and pressing her cheek into the curves of her belly. But she underestimates the pride that Hannah still has left in the tank:
With a roar, Hannah does what she’s left with, looping both arms under and around Upton’s thighs, then rising up to her feet and lifting with all her might. Kate lets out a surprised scream as she experiences sudden weightlessness... but not for long - Hannah simply twists her body in the air, sending the JMDD Champion crashing back down to the canvas with a wicked Powerbomb! Kate lets out a strangled cry as her head cracks again the hard ground, lies there dazed and staring up at the bright lights. But Hannah herself not looking like she’s in better shape - the Vixen panting hard on all fours, her chin resting serenely on Upton’s pulsing navel trying to catch her breath.
The Vixen gingerly crawls forward bit by bit, conquering every inch of Kate’s body with her own, quickly pinning the busty blonde down with her legs over her flailing arms. Reaching her groaning face, Hannah huffs down at her trapped victim: “You jugged me out once after my match, b*tch. I returned you the favor in the shower. Now we’re gonna even the score!!”
With a last startled cry, Hannah tugs on Kate’s hair and lowers her jugs straight down onto Upton’s shocked eyes, arms snaking around her head and with all her strength left, tightening her grip in the last breast smother she can manage. Upton thrashing and bucking like a wild stallion down below, but Hannah’s biceps bulging with sweat from the strain, cradling her chest firmly over Upton’s face, riding her back and forth with each struggle. Muffled sounds from the champ slowly drown out as Kate loses the battle against a lack of oxygen.
After a good, long three minutes or so, Hannah, herself completely spent, doesn't even exert energy to taunt her sleeping rival. She allows her own body to relax and sag into Upton’s, only pressing her lips into the blonde’s ear as a final cherry on top of the cake, hissing: “A taste of what’s to come, b*tch.”
Hannah then rolls off Kate’s body, slowly willing her legs to work and make it back to her feet. It’s a wild sight to behold, folks: two gorgeous but unconscious blondes, lying at opposite sides of the ring, completely jugged out by the Welterweight Queen, Hannah Ferguson, who’s raising a aching hand high to acknowledge the awed audience tonight.
Can Ferguson prevail in the weeks to come at the May PPV? Well, if it’s any indication here tonight, she’s certainly proved that she’s gonna fight all the way.
And that concludes our event tonight, folks. We hope you’ve enjoyed VIX: Dissension in Paradise as much as we have! Goodnight from New York!
Hannah:
(24, 5’9, 130, 11:1 FCBA, VIXENs)
Erin:
(27, 6’0, 121, 0:3 FCBA, Free Agent)
Before: “This is it. Third time's the charm. I was so confident defeating Kate Upton that I challenged her well before this match even started,” Hannah says, looking stunning as ever in her orange-red striped bikini. She’s not looking one bit afraid of baring her assets as she heads into this third JMDD contest - winning this match enables her to challenge for Kate Upton’s JMDD championship, as per the previous agreement made with Tahnee Atkinson.
Erin however obviously not liking being likened to a doormat, menacingly shaking her gloved fist in Hannah’s face at every opportunity. “If she thinks I’m just gonna keel over and die, the “champ” can think again.” Erin parading her lean body at every opportunity to the crowds. Though she knows that she’s the underdog and in unfamiliar territory, what better way to gain some exposure by beating this b*tch down.
Models come together in the ring and the referee goes through the pre-fight rituals. Blondes are staring intently at each other though, Erin continuing to gesture suggestively to Hannah’s chest, whereas the Welterweight champion simply smirking back at her foolhardy confidence. Finally, the ref rings for the bell to begin ten rounds of Welterweight, JMDD action!
***
Round 1: It’s already 10 pm at night but the crowd seems as excited for this match as they were at the start of this event. Both models continue posing in the strongly leveled spotlights, taunting the other before the bell rings. Then. both ladies stride forward and bring it on at the same time, meeting in the middle and throwing some token jabs at the head. Hannah looking too confident with that grin on her face, as though saying to the world ‘This will be over in a jiffy’. Not if Erin can help it, of course - other blonde surprises the champion with a whap whap WHACK on the nose. Blame Hannah for that weak-ass and haphazard guard in the opening minute. Erin getting more confident, crowding out her opponent now when strong bang bang bang on Hannah’s forearms, but Hannah shooting back stiff blows that catch Erin on her cheek. Bell rings and Hannah not looking so good anymore, Erin’s early offense having wiped that smirk off her face.
Round 2: Punishment intended for Erin goes south, however, when Hannah charges her foe at the bell, but Erin does the same. Both girls growling as they lunge at one another, swapping tough blows to the body then rattling each other’s chest with lefts and rights. Vicious action in the center of the ring as Hannah tries to go toe-to-toe with the taller blonde. Erin known for her brawling imposure because of her height, focuses her gloves on Hannah’s orbs left right left right, causing the champ to groan with rage. Ferguson jamming a right hand up into blonde tummy, then raking her left glove over her foe’s chest with as much force, to inflict as much pain as possible. Both girls end up in the clinch towards the end of the round, continuing to dig gloves into any portion of skin they can find. All-out brawl this round and judges left clueless as to which girl came out on top!
Round 3: Hannah breathing heavily on stool mid-round. What she thought was going to be walk in the park now turning into a descent into hell. How the hell do you beat down this girl when she’s seems stronger and bigger? Erin now the one smiling - yes, red welts forming all over her body, but she’s licking her lips with a smile, at the height of her adrenaline, ready to put down this so-called ‘champion’. Bell sounds and girls slowly take small steps towards each other. Hannah scoring first with a quick jab to Erin’s cheek, then another, and another! Erin grimacing, trying to swat away errant fists before they make contact, but damn the blonde is fast. Erin tries firing back: jab-combo absorbed by gloves, then big right hand meant for Hannah’s face misses! Hannah swerving around the punch, rams her own right hand straight into Erin’s nose! Erin lets out a loud ggguuHH, more grunt work as Hannah drums fists to the belly, walking her back to ropes, then goes after the chest in the last seconds puh puh puh puh puh puh. Erin not knowing where to send her arms for defense, gets pounded all over as a result. Referee looking closely for a possible TKO, but the bell sounds before Hannah can put her foe away - arm already cranked backwards for knockout hook, but stopped by the referee at last moment. Erin’s saved by the bell, mouth agape and body draped on top rope!
Round 4: Big round for Hannah last time, and she knows it. Hannah strutting around at the start, even shaking her booty at Erin in obvious taunt to say that she’s in total control. Erin not taking the bait, however, catches her breath and strides forward once again. Hannah meets her, suddenly focused again with a jab-jab-hook combo, but Erin now ready for it, deflects and then avoids completely. Taller blonde manages to slam her own fists into Hannah’s face after her awkward swing for the fences, pushing the champ backwards, grimacing, in retreat. Erin staying put, however, leaving a stunned Ferguson wondering what changed; why the f*ck isn’t Erin on the floor by now? Hannah comes in again, this time aiming for the tummy - gets a few punches onto Erin’s belly button when she’s suddenly RAKED across the face with a left hook, then another right hook! Hannah letting out loud grunts as her face battered left right. Now Erin has time to capitalize: left uppercut to Hannah’s breast shocks her fully, allowing a right uppercut to slam up into her open jaw, shutting her mouth for good and flinging her body backwards! Hannah lands on her back with a THUD! IT’S A F*CKING KNOCKDOWN FOR ERIN HEATHERTON!
The crowd can’t believe it either - the champ is down on her back! Erin looking stunned herself, hovering over her opponent, drawing deep breaths.
3...4… Hannah blinking up into the lights, arms sprawled to either side. Then, she slowly sits up and catches her breath.
5...6… Erin making it to neutral corner. Could she be Hannah’s conqueror tonight?? Hannah testing her legs, shaking the pain from her head at intervals.
7…8… Ferguson recovers, standing upright on both legs! But she’s clearly shaky, eyes blinking in complete disbelief that that just f*cking happened.
Thankfully, the bell rings to end the round, and both girls stumble back to their corners. Erin’s corner-men obviously patting their girl on the back, wide smiles on their faces. Perhaps they really have a chance of winning this wild match after all??
Round 5: Erin excited of the prospect of winning that she charges at the bell! Hannah barely out of her corner when she’s met with chopping fists slamming into her sides and tummy - Erin going after the champ’s last reserves with a systematic spanking of leather off the body, then going upwards, wanting to torture the jugs. Hannah absorbing, trying to escape, protecting her head more than anything. However, if you look closely at her face, the Vixen is far from defeated: large scowl forming on Hannah’s lips at the realization of the very real, possible humiliation at the hands of this b*tch. One-two whap whap lands on Erin’s face, breaking her methodical pounding and stopping her in stunned silence. Erin lets out another groan as Hannah rams both fists straight up into both her jugs, then continues the alternate pounding as Erin backs away in shock, arms covering her chest. Hannah growls and walks her down, paying back methodical glove-work with spanking of Erin’s tummy, chest, then snapping head back with short uppercuts. Erin slowly but surely losing the will to fight, her advantage suddenly lost in the face of Hannah’s renewed rage. A last SWEEP to side of her face takes her off her feet, Heatherton flying sideways and landing on her side! Comeback knockdown for Hannah Ferguson!!
Referee takes one look: Erin’s not stirring, spittle flowing down one side of mouth and pooling on canvas. It’s over!!
Official Decision: Hannah Ferguson defeats Erin Heatherton via KO5!
***
After: Late surge from Hannah proved too much for Heatherton, though one can't hurt the blonde for trying. She almost put down the champ in the fourth too.
Hannah dropping both gloves by the side of Erin’s head. Statement needs to be made here and now in order to prove that she deserves to claim this JMDD title from Kate Upton. Hannah dropping to both knees at Erin’s head, cooing down at the knocked out girl: “Nothing personal, Erin... Oh wait,” Hannah pauses, mock-thinking to herself with a finger on her lips. “It’s definitely personal, b*tch.”
With a grin, Hannah lowers her chest square onto Erin’s face, wrapping both arms around the neck, locking those jugs firmly in place in a Reverse Breast Smother. Erin’s legs squirming in front as Hannah’s hot breaths exhale on her bruised tummy, trying to pin the blonde down in place whilst holding her in jug-hell. Slowly but surely, Erin’s movements slowing, her muffled moans getting softer. “That’s right, go the f*ck to sleep, Erin…”
Suddenly, Hannah turns to one side, the crowd’s shouting suddenly escalating. Not again, she thinks. No! Not f*cking now?! Before she can react, Hannah feels a sharp pain traveling through her scalp as an unknown assailant tugs her up by the hair, forcing her to relinquish her jug smother on Heatherton below.
Squealing and forced to her knees, Hannah’s face is pulled upwards to see a grinning Kate Upton, who looks splendid in her baby-blue bikini:
“Congratulations, Hannah - what, I guess that makes three?” Kate coos down at her rival. “Let me give you your reward for all your efforts!”
Hannah lets out a gasp as Kate sends three stinging slaps into her face, one after another. The Vixen tries to resist by digging her nails into her assailant’s thighs, but they don’t seem to affect Upton, who continues devilishly smacking her open palm into her reddening face. Upton enjoying her dominance over the spent Ferguson, tugging on her tresses and pressing her cheek into the curves of her belly. But she underestimates the pride that Hannah still has left in the tank:
With a roar, Hannah does what she’s left with, looping both arms under and around Upton’s thighs, then rising up to her feet and lifting with all her might. Kate lets out a surprised scream as she experiences sudden weightlessness... but not for long - Hannah simply twists her body in the air, sending the JMDD Champion crashing back down to the canvas with a wicked Powerbomb! Kate lets out a strangled cry as her head cracks again the hard ground, lies there dazed and staring up at the bright lights. But Hannah herself not looking like she’s in better shape - the Vixen panting hard on all fours, her chin resting serenely on Upton’s pulsing navel trying to catch her breath.
The Vixen gingerly crawls forward bit by bit, conquering every inch of Kate’s body with her own, quickly pinning the busty blonde down with her legs over her flailing arms. Reaching her groaning face, Hannah huffs down at her trapped victim: “You jugged me out once after my match, b*tch. I returned you the favor in the shower. Now we’re gonna even the score!!”
With a last startled cry, Hannah tugs on Kate’s hair and lowers her jugs straight down onto Upton’s shocked eyes, arms snaking around her head and with all her strength left, tightening her grip in the last breast smother she can manage. Upton thrashing and bucking like a wild stallion down below, but Hannah’s biceps bulging with sweat from the strain, cradling her chest firmly over Upton’s face, riding her back and forth with each struggle. Muffled sounds from the champ slowly drown out as Kate loses the battle against a lack of oxygen.
After a good, long three minutes or so, Hannah, herself completely spent, doesn't even exert energy to taunt her sleeping rival. She allows her own body to relax and sag into Upton’s, only pressing her lips into the blonde’s ear as a final cherry on top of the cake, hissing: “A taste of what’s to come, b*tch.”
Hannah then rolls off Kate’s body, slowly willing her legs to work and make it back to her feet. It’s a wild sight to behold, folks: two gorgeous but unconscious blondes, lying at opposite sides of the ring, completely jugged out by the Welterweight Queen, Hannah Ferguson, who’s raising a aching hand high to acknowledge the awed audience tonight.
Can Ferguson prevail in the weeks to come at the May PPV? Well, if it’s any indication here tonight, she’s certainly proved that she’s gonna fight all the way.
And that concludes our event tonight, folks. We hope you’ve enjoyed VIX: Dissension in Paradise as much as we have! Goodnight from New York!