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Post by caspian on Jan 19, 2018 8:43:49 GMT -6
JMDD: New Blood on the Beach
Ever since the previous organizer of the JMD and JMDD tournaments announced his intentions to retire, there has been a considerable lack of action in this division’s rank and file.
We hope this mini-PPV will change that.
Four matches on the fight card tonight, with eight girls going ten rounds a piece in our very own indoor heated swimming complex. Picture a makeshift ring anchored in the middle of the pool structure, and of course filled to the brim with hot sand. If the weather outside is frightening, no problem - VIX will bring the beach right to you, so let ‘em fight, let ‘em fight, let ‘em fight is what we say!
Official Match-Card:
1. Jessica Colorado vs. Ela Kawalec
2. Holly Graves vs. Anthea Page
3. Rayla Jacunda vs. Natasha Barnard
4. Elizabeth Turner vs. Hailee Lautenbach
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Post by caspian on Jan 19, 2018 8:45:45 GMT -6
1. Jessica Colorado vs. Ela Kawalec
Jessica:(25, 5’8, 32C, FCBA Debut, Free Agent) 
Ela:(21, 5’8, 35C, FCBA Debut, Free Agent)  BEFORE:Girls show off why they belong on this card as they make their way to the ring from opposite ends, using the mini-platform to traverse the warm pool waters on either side. The audience tonight a spattering of invited guests and industry agents. After VIX’s recent scouting event this one seen as a specialised part (b) of sorts, specific to those stables looking for some additional JMDD firepower. Taking the ring first is Jessica Colorado, a stunning California native known for her busty Instagram snaps and bustier personality. Brunette hair tied up behind in tight ponytail, her trainers doing the finishing touches by strapping on red gloves that go well with her micro white bikini. Your quintessential American girl here with the goods to show, and she knows it, staring confident at the opposing corner, where her opponent, Ela Kawalec, an up-and-coming Polish model and recently-rumoured, latest DiCarprio conquest, is looking equally cocky and sure of herself at her ability to one-up her American opponent. The busty blonde is in summer yellow bikini top and white bottoms, with black gloves. Only press opportunity is when both girls meet for the first time in the center of the ring, pressing their chests into each other with both gloves square on hips whilst the referee does his thing. Jess looking like a heavy-hitter from the get-go whilst leaner Ela looks like she can dance. Call to touch gloves answered only after a moment of hesitation and mutual look of scorn. With a cheer, the audience in the rafters lets loose and here we go! ROUND 1:Rookies make mistake of covering up their faces once they see the other girl pull back to take a swing. Classic reflex mistake but made especially damaging since this is a JMDD match. First couple of exchanges see ZERO defence as both girls just trade punches to the chest unabated, choosing to cover high but aiming low instead. The head getting confusing signals and after the first minute of intense squealing from both girls they seem to both decide at the same time that the chest pain is very real and not getting hit is better than dishing out unabated. They take a breather in corners, slowly circling and willing themselves to protect their assets with one arm draped over chests, the other wavering nervously in front. Ela honestly looking more hurt than Jessica in first salvo - Jessica really slamming hooks into her body big time, using her heavier built to enact damage large-scale. As a result, Ela is first to start moving again, but now circling with greater purpose. Jessica swinging hooks but missing more as she grunts with frustration, getting stung instead by Ela’s lunging jabs to her chest. Rounds ends with Ela inching out a lead but both girls still cradling reddened orbs and grimacing back to corners. ROUND 2:Funny thing about JMD rules is you score points with shots to the chest, but you can ALSO win via knockout. Both corners reminding their girls of this fact in between rounds, and that’s why we’re seeing a more well-rounded boxing match this time. Ela hanging back from the start early, aware of Jessica’s greater power and reach. She stuns her in the face a few times before getting in too close and eating a powerful hook to the middle of her guard, sending her staggering back from the force. Colorado charging at the slightest sense of weakness, and sudden advance of the brunette catches Ela off guard… the blonde receives shots of abuse to the tummy, with Jess going in for more than welcome when she keeps landing square. Ela covering up too late, but cover up she eventually does. However this just leaves Jessica switching targets a little higher, plunging lefts and rights into her breasts left right left right. Ela getting folded over, driven slowly back. She manages to scoot away but not before getting the worse of that exchange. Jessica panting hard, trying to give chase but again hitting at empty air before long. Final thirty seconds see repeat of the last round with Ela going in for long jabs then defensively jumping out of reach when Jessica returns fire. Bell rings and Jessica takes it by close margin, we think, but not by much. ROUND 3:Sand getting kicked up as the match kicks into overdrive, both girls having tasted blood and wanting more. Jessica finding some hidden heart and charges her lankier opponent thinking she can overpower her. For a while it seems to work: big swings and bigger grunts displaying Colorado’s power as fists plough into Ela’s guard, buffeting her left and right. Kawalec struggling to stay in the fight but having trouble defending against those big hooks that keep landing. Each time Ela tries biting back with a snap of fist into the chin, her chest gets violated with an equally damaging shot as Jessica’s glove comes packing in and FLATTENS one of her breasts. OUCH! Ela covering up, backing away in the last minute, protecting her orbs with more diligence. Jessica however fails to give chase, panting heavily and hunched over at the other end of the ring. She may be packing the power but not in the stamina department it seems. ROUND 4:Jessica a shell of who she was in the past three rounds, heaving brunette struggling to make it to the middle of the ring as lips suck in air and expels in heavy breaths. Ela exploiting, cautiously jabbing at the face in the opening seconds, and when most of the shots land completely clean, doing damage with each grunt from Jess’ lips, Ela goes all in, circling the wounded girl like a hungry hyena would an injured lioness. Jessica taking pot shots back but missing as Ela avoids them easily, peppering the extent of her face and body instead. Another right hook sails over Ela’s head - Kawalec spanks the belly with a one-two combo, then CHUGS the chest with more strikes, driving Colorado back step by step. Ela taking heed from her corner, shouting advice from behind to go in for the throat, which she obliges: left hook, right hook whip her head back and forth, then a BEAUTY of a right uppercut snaps head backwards and DOWN. SHE. GOES!! Jessica moaning as she crumples into the sand! Is it over? Referee seems to think that it is - Jess is not making any effort to recover, body just writhing and twitching on the hot sand. She doesn’t beat the 10-count!
Official Decision: Ela Kawalec defeats Jessica Colorado via KO4!
AFTER:Ela heaving and sucking in deep breaths as her hand is raised by the referee. Her eyes trained on Jessica’s prone form, however, mewing as her head slides from side to side on the ground. First kill of the evening goes to Kawalec and she intends to have her way entirely. She takes her time, gestures for each glove to be untied and removed, all the while not taking her eyes off her prize. Her hands free, she stumbles over to Jessica’s body, first mounting her belly and helping herself to two handfuls of hair. The pain and the weight of her assailant’s butt seems to jolt Jessica back to reality, and she immediately starts buckling and thrashing in the pin, but is silenced with a tight SLAP or two to the face. “Enough. You’re finished, b*tch. Take it like a woman,” Ela hisses down at her victim, who soon recedes, tears welling up in her eyes and biting her lip to prepare for the inevitable. “That’s a good girl…” Ela coos, tightening her grip on the brunette’s hair, and with both hands lowers her chest and guides Colorado’s face into the depths of her cleavage. Air-supply cut off, realising the humiliating position she must be appearing to the rest of the world, Jessica resumes her intense thrashing, body struggling for desperate survival, but Ela’s biceps sealing the smother with every intention to see it through - she’s huffing into matted hair as she clings on like an anaconda hungry for a well-deserved meal. Jessica’s body finally goes limp into the smother, and the predator finally relents, releasing the hold and sitting back up, but not before planting a small smooch on Jessica’s sweat-soaked cheek. “Nice fight, dearie. Let’s do this again someday,” Ela grins sweetly, before she gets back up and celebrates the first victory of the night and (hopefully) in her long career in the ring.
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Post by caspian on Jan 19, 2018 8:48:06 GMT -6
2. Holly Graves vs. Anthea Page
Holly:(21, 5’10, 34C, FCBA Debut, Free Agent)  Anthea:(24, 5’9, 34D, FCBA Debut, Free Agent)  BEFORE:The Aussies conducting an invasion these days, with more and more prospects getting into the action. Why the hell not, with legends like Yvonne Strahovski, Iggy Azalea and Miranda Kerr kicking ass and leaving no survivors behind? The next two girls are eager to break into the JMDD scene by facing off against each other for their debuts. Blonde Holly Graves been turning heads for quite a while, already well-known back home for her bikini spreads and angelic-looking features. She comes into this contest at a slight disadvantage in the chest department but not looking the least bit affected by this fact as she jogs down the walkway, white bikini wrapped with clean open robe, waving with baby blue gloves to the audience. Her opponent tonight one of the most striking redheads we’ve set our eyes on, with an equally-exotic name to boot: Anthea Page striding to the ring, banging red gloves together. This Australian model having every reason to be cocky: she’s known for her scintillating nude spreads, making her first foray into JMDD competition seeming like simple child’s play. Again, ladies sizing each other up with an intense staredown in the center, Holly slightly taller but Anthea more full-bodied. They smack their gloves into each other’s without hesitation but probably with a little more force than required. Statement made loud and clear when the sound echoes throughout the halls of the tiny arena. Here we go with the second match of the night! ROUND 1:Girls start off the match much more technical and measured than the previous two girls, betraying their experience in some boxing training in their parallel careers as models. However, first round is overly-cautious, with girls hanging back and only occasionally slapping some jabs from afar. Even then, most of the jabs barely land, or slap into the guard, with both girls knowing how to defend their heads effectively but can’t seem to score. It’s only until the last minute when they remember that this is no ordinary boxing match - gloves start slamming into chests and body and the mutual squeals start echoing in the auditorium. The girls need to remember that their traditional defensive tactics may not be so effectively in this kind of match, with the emphasis on below the neck shots scoring disproportionately more points. Quite a close score to call at the end of three minutes: Anthea slightly more aggressive according to our analysis, dictating the movement of her opponent a little more than on receiving end. She takes the first round because of that. ROUND 2:Anthea’s corner must have enlightened their girl of the fact that she won the first round, because she’s all smiles as she enters the next. Her grin only overshadowed by a lunging right hand from Holly, who jumps in suddenly intending to break up her party… she succeeds when it CRUNCHES into Anthea’s nose and sends auburn hair flying in the wind. Redhead stumbles back and tries to fight tears from her eyes but all she sees is a blur of blonde as Holly comes in swinging, packing in punches to the body and chest but wisely not ignoring the upper soft targets either. Anthea judiciously covering her face but leaving her chest wide open - Holly flattening her proud assets repeatedly with stiff shots, backs Page into the ropes in the last minute and forcing a clinch. The girls grunt into each other’s ears, but it’s clear that Holly is putting ill intent behind each WHAM of fist into the body, and Page is just trying her best to stay alive. Anthea left bunched in two, butt in ropes, mouth hanging open as her lips graze the tip of Holly’s cleavage when the bell rings. Graves grinning devilishly as she leans in and plants a kiss on her forehead. That feeling of lips on skin contorts Anthea’s face in rage, and she starts thrashing about in the blonde’s arms. The referee intervenes in the nick of time, stepping in between them and herding them back to corners, but no doubt as to whose round this belonged to. ROUND 3:What a pounding the redhead received in that last round - she’s stumbling out of corner, body shaking and no longer looking as confident as before. Still, Holly not taking any chances, comes at her with purpose and caution, snaps jab after jab into her face from afar before lunging in with more jug shots, enjoying the grimacing look on Anthea’s face each time she craters a breast. Page awakened suddenly by the pain shooting through her body, however, and hits back with lunging combos that sting Holly’s face as well, driving her attacker back in the middle minute. Graves suddenly looks on the defensive, momentum blunted, but the crowd lets out a cheer when Graves herself refuses to back down and comes swinging right back… the result is both girls trading chest and body shots in the middle of the ring, eliciting dull grunts and sharp yelps as leather swipes at flesh. Unfortunately for Anthea, the damage from the previous round too much to bear, and focus on offense leaves her with no time to mitigate more incoming pain. Slowly she’s being beaten backwards with shot after shot to her chest, Holly’s determined face also making the the audience wonder how the blonde is managing to maintain her resolve as Anthea is ALSO periodically scoring blows to her own breasts as well. Both corners shouting out to their girls that there’s only 30 seconds left on the clock, and my gosh do the fists fly into overdrive! Holly letting out battle cry as she just manhandles Anthea’s body with more left-right-left-right FUMPS, shocking Anthea into inaction as she’s pinned to the ropes, mouth just hanging open and arms trying to switch to defence. But it’s not f*cking enough… final left-right hooks BANG into the body in quick succession, folding her over in half - she’s moaning and finally her legs give away as Anthea collapses down into the sand! Referee begins the obligatory count but each time Anthea attempts straightening up to get back on her feet, intense pain shoot through her body, wide patches of reddened skin evidence of the intensity. Referee hits the 10-count and it’s OVER!
Official Decision: Holly Graves defeats Anthea Page via KO3!
AFTER:Sly grin on Holly’s face as she outperforms her own expectations in this contest, putting away her opponent in three rounds pat. A dominant performance for the blonde as she shows off not just her JMD chops but her ability to box regular-style too. Satisfied but wanting more, she makes her way over to Anthea’s kneeling form, tugs on her hair back, then forth, then side to side, in a show of dominance as she lords over her victory. Anthea shouting in pain but defiance still plastered on her face, shouting vulgarities at her conqueror, but is silenced with a sudden LUNGE of a knee straight up into her chin, sending her sprawling back into the ropes dazed. Holly taking her time, getting herself into a seated position by straddling the redhead’s waist in a snaking body scissors whilst wrapping arms around the back of her neck and chest, in torrid anticipation of her seal of victory. Anthea sensing the coming humiliation as well, fights with all her remaining strength, but lets out another strangled scream when Holly squeezes those thighs around her waistline. Planting another condescending smooch on her cheek is the final outrage of modesty, as Anthea remembers, before her vision’s filled with complete darkness as Holly pulls it into the depths of her cleavage, in a seating breast smother. it seems like Holly enjoying her victory a little too much, her grin growing larger and larger as Anthea’s spasms and struggles subside bit by bit, until the redhead’s body goes completely limp in the snake-like embrace. Satisfied, Holly climbs back to her feet and raises an triumphant fist to the crowd - a good start indeed to what’s sure to be an illustrious career in the ring.
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Post by caspian on Jan 19, 2018 8:49:12 GMT -6
3. Rayla Jacunda vs. Natasha Barnard
Rayla:(30, 5’9, 34C, FCBA Debut, Free Agent) 
Natasha:(29, 5’10, 34C, FCBA Debut, Free Agent) 
BEFORE:
We advance next to veteran models who are entering into competition a little past their prime. Tell that to their faces however and you’d receive a good thump on the ears and a b*tch slap on the face to prove otherwise. Rayla Jacunda not as well known as her counterpart but it doesn’t mean she’s less well-endowed. The Brazilian native looking proud and tall as she strides to the ring in a pair of blueish grey bikini top and bottoms, red gloves draped around neck, with a white robe giving her minimal coverage. Smiling, she waves at some supporters in the audience as they shout to her in Spanish. Her counterpart tonight is from across the Atlantic ocean and no stranger to these shores. She’s modelled for Sports Illustrated and has had successful tie-ins with various swimwear brands. Natasha Barnard in light pink bikini and black gloves tonight, her long black hair in a single braid out behind as she too carries herself with confidence on the way to the floating platform. Older girls have a tad more respect for the game as they tap gloves lightly with a smile when the referee calls for it. Not wasting any time, here we go with the bell! ROUND 1:The Brazilian bombshell wants to wow the critics tonight! Here she comes looking to mean business: first jug attack goes to Rayla Jacunda as she rushes Natasha, ducking under impulse attack from the South African beauty and then slamming two fists up into her jugs! Natasha’s eyes go wide - she immediately gurgles and covers up, but can't stop the immediate follow-ups to her belly and breasts as Rayla like a tigress tasting blood and refusing to let go. She keeps the pressure on for the rest of the round, staying in close and punching at the body, but getting a little overzealous in the last minute at the ease of it all: Rayla practically cackling glee as she swipes left, then right, alternating knocking Nat’s jugs about freely. However, this allows Natasha to suck it up and connect with Rayla’s face with a few clean jabs, pushing her back. Round ends and points-wise? It’s Rayla’s opening show for sure. We can’t say however if this might be another classic rookie mistake by going after points rather than securing a knockout. ROUND 2:Natasha however having no qualms about how she plans to win this: she’s adapting to her opponent by keeping out of range, avoiding those big lunges at her body and generally frustrating Rayla’s attempts to close distance with her. Instead, Barnard picking and choosing her targets, shooting jabs into the face and body whenever Rayla’s thrown off balance and taken for a ride. It’s a good show for the South African this next round, who proves she can stay in the game by using her head for some smart fighting. Rayla getting withered down with each BIG hook that misses its mark, instead sent sprawling into the ropes at one point when the momentum twirls her around from hitting at blank air. Follow-up left-right to the face send her groaning in pain, back to ropes, as she attempts to defend. Too late though - Natasha stepping in, battering her guard with rapid-fire chops, and then smacks leather into her jugs one-two for good measure. Rayla clinches forward to stop the abuse, but the time runs out for both women as they slap their chests into each other’s for some respite, breathing heavily into shoulders and taunting the other girl repeatedly. ROUND 3:With those two rounds out of the way, both girls look ready to surge ahead in their own way. Rayla still catching her breath - she experienced some jug abuse herself in the previous round and she did NOT like it one bit. Now, she’s hanging back and playing it cautious with jabs from afar. Natasha however getting ambitious, angling forward bit by bit and peppering Rayla’s open body with surgical strikes, before taking a risk with a large right hook to the face. No dice though, Rayla easily catching that one on her raised arm, return JAM of an uppercut straight up into Nat’s chin in precise follow-up! AND DOWN NATASHA GOES!! She just walked into that one! Not sure if it was beginner’s luck or precision drills on Rayla’s part - who the hell cares? Rayla stumbling for a moment over crumpled body at her feet before she even realised what she just did. Big smile crosses her lips as she parades back to corner with both arms up high to cheers. Referee diligently counting Nat out - 3… 4… she’s stirring at least, shaking stars from her head. 5… 6… using the ropes to regain her balance… she manages to rise by the count of 8!! PHEW - that must have been a close shocker for her team. Round resumes and Rayla eager to oblige - here she comes like a mad bull charging: lefts and rights pack into the tummy - Natasha literally on the ropes, trying to hold it in and place guard firmly in front of face but body eating abuse as Rayla helps herself to more jug and MORE jug as she just plunders and plows away at the undercarriage. Last thirty seconds and Nat STILL holding on, defending her head! Bell rings and her battered body can’t help but sag into Rayla’s, but Jacunda herself too exhausted to prop her ownself up, let alone her rival’s, and the two gorgeous beauties stay pinned together on the ropes, breathing hot air into each other’s faces. No love lost here, however, as they continue jamming leather up into mutual midsection before the referee breaks it up and herds them back to corners. ROUND 4:Maybe JMD really is a young woman’s game, because these two 30 year olds already struggling to get out of corners as they lumber forward in the fourth. First few exchanges ineffective too... Well, depending on how you view things, I guess, with punches lacking power and defences lacking speed, both girls scoring dull smacks to each other’s chests before backing away with a surprised squeal, and then chugging forward again for more abuse, rinse and repeat. Natasha doing slightly better by keeping her elbows in and close to her chest, which help protect against Rayla’s wayward fists. Rayla by contrast wailing away wildly on forearms, unable to find much purchase, but on receiving end of jug abuse herself with Nat just counter-hitting both the body and side of cheek. Round ends and not a big round for either woman. One has to wonder if they can really go ten rounds in this contest, much less with some of the younger opponents in the division. ROUND 5:Rayla eating a quick one-two combo to the face in the opening seconds with Nat using the element of surprise to catch her off-guard. And it works! Jacunda backtracking almost immediately - both girls had started the round off slow but Nat had lunged forward without warning, with a right cross straight to the middle of the nose. Rayla looking stunned, unable to stop another combo that swipes hard off her and then another dull smack into her side contorts her in half. Lovely Brazilian bent over and rooted, and Barnard GOES to town to finish, hooks slapping the hapless head from side-to-side and it looks like it’s over when Rayla’s FLOORED by a final right hook in the first minute! KNOCKDOWN BARNARD! Rayla exerting loud grunts as she tries to rise, but pain wracking her body - now covered in red blotches, she’s groaning some more as she eyes the ropes but can’t reach it… Still, the resolve of this woman as she decides to try, crawling towards the side of the ring as Nat calmly watches from corner, belly pulsing as she catches her breath, willing Rayla to not make it and let this be over. Well, she seems to get her wish tonight. Ref hits the 10-count and Rayla’s barely off her knees by the side. It’s over!! Official Decision: Natasha Barnard defeats Rayla Jacunda via KO5!
AFTER:A big win for the South African model as she finally regains her strength to celebrate her debut win, strutting around the ring with two hands lazily waving in the air but always one eye on her fallen opponent still resting in corner. Rayla being iced down by her team, eyes widening in fear as Nat saunters over to her with big grin on her face. All that respectful sportsmanship at the start of the match goes out the window when Nat lunges down suddenly with two claws, helping herself to generous portions of Rayla’s hair, before willing her painfully to her feet and then pinning her back against the turnbuckle. Jacunda protesting by digging fingernails into her skin as well, but Natasha puts a stop to that with a spike of a knee or two up into her midsection. Rayla doubled her over with a HNNGGH, before her face’s conveniently held down into Natasha’s cleavage, the South African holding her by the back of her head whilst fighting the brunette’s wild thrashing to get out of the breast smother. A slap to the face and a few more knee lifts into the belly finally take the fight out of Rayla as her body falls limp from the combination of pain plus lack of oxygen… Jugged out and satisfied, Barnard lets her limp carcass slide back down to the canvas, before she exits the ring to hoots and cheers from the adoring crowd.
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Post by caspian on Jan 19, 2018 8:51:42 GMT -6
4. Elizabeth Turner vs. Hailee Lautenbach
Elizabeth:(24, 5’10, 32D, FCBA Debut, Free Agent) 
Hailee:(23, 5’9, 34C, FCBA Debut, Free Agent) 
BEFORE:Elizabeth Turner makes her boxing debut here tonight after engaging in a wrestling match of two with the VIXENs crew almost a year ago. Having made it past Kyra Santoro but ultimately falling to Alexis Ren, the blonde beauty is eager to be back in VIX company if it means some more action in the ring. “No hard feelings. Nowadays, it’s difficult enough to find regular work, so I’m just glad they asked me back,” she says delightfully. Elizabeth sauntering to the ring in a white bikini and black gloves, blonde hair tied up in battle bun. Her opponent tonight is a fellow American who’s starred in a variety of television shows, her fame steadily growing with every Netflix original series being churned out there. The pouty brunette actress not pausing to talk to the lone reporter on the way to the ring, instead blowing a kiss to the audience as acknowledges some of her fans shouting her name from the rafters.. Girls stare down when they meet in the middle of the ring, then refuse to touch gloves once the ref’s done talking. Instead, Hailee doing the same with Elizabeth: putting two lips together in condescending air smooch in her general direction, taunting the other girl to do her worse. Elizabeth not taking the bait, cooly smiling back as both girls turn back and head to corners. Here we go with the last bout of the evening and ten rounds of JMDD action! ROUND 1:Girls COLLIDE in a hailstorm of arms and legs, screaming and literally kicking at each other in the opening salvo - what the hell ref - this isn’t a bloody wrestling contest?! To be fair, plenty of punching as well as they stick leather gloves into the face and body,, but Elizabeth in particular seemingly going back to her wrestling roots, holding Hailee tight in a clinch and what the f*ck - actually KNEEING Hailee in the belly not once, but twice, before the referee shouts his head off and separates them both, giving Elizabeth a stern warning whilst Hailee simply bends over clutching her body. Good call ref - these girls need to fight properly goddamnit. Round resumes and this time over-eager girls are still rushing forward, lunging at each other with energy to spare. But Hailee now the one dominating with some quick-fire fists to the face each time Elizabeth comes in close, and even scoring a shot or two to her chest for payback Last few seconds and Miss Turner not liking it one bit, looks like she intends to charge in again and inflict punishment, but thankfully the bell rings before she can do that. Round goes to Hailee via shutout after the ref’s gotten down to deducting points from Elizabeth’s illegal moves at the start. Hopefully that will teach the blonde to fight fair. ROUND 2:Well apparently it f*cking didn’t - Elizabeth rushing headlong at Hailee when the bell rings, before she STUNS the brunette with a right cross that would’ve taken her head off and ended things right there, if Hailee hadn’t brought up her guard in the nick of time. The power from the cross still throws Hailee off balance and Liz gets what she’s looking for: wading in close to wail away at her body and then snap uppercuts into the chest, knocking those orbs painfully about. Hailee groaning and grunting as she retreats and tries to cover up, but Elizabeth thinks she has this victory already in the bag. However, we still think it’s too early for those hooks to the head as the blonde tries to put her away. Instead, Hailee blocking and deflecting, biding her time, before she FIRES BACK with a mean right hook as counter-attack, that SWIVELS Elizabeth’s head to one side HARD. Elizabeth goes HAAGGH as spittle from mouth goes flying, then HNNGG as Hailee buries another uppercut up into her paunch. The girls clinch forward and resume their wrestling match, bodies pushing, pulling and shoving, neither one getting off any more significant shots for the rest of the round, which ends with Elizabeth still taking it by close margin. If only she didn’t get sloppy towards that last minute. ROUND 3:Hailee looks like a different beast in the third, measured blocking as she hides her face behind her raised arms but also stays out of range of Elizabeth’s fists for a good majority. Elizabeth the one tiring herself out for the first minute, trying to regain her lead but getting reckless and sloppy as a result. More than one occasion gets her cheek smashed in by a jab or worse, left or right jug knocked painfully to the side or flattened outright with Hailee’s precise counter-attacks, leaving the blonde panting hard as she tries to stay alive. Hailee emboldened as a result in the final minute, makes a straight line for the wounded blonde. Left right left chugging into the belly as Elizabeth makes little attempt to cover, but follow-up uppercut MISSES completely as Liz swerves to the side all of a sudden, perfect textbook right hook CRASHES into Hailee’s face as the brunette swivels on the spot and spins into the ropes, looking punch-drunk-dazed with mouth open. Liz rushing forward of course, payback WHAP WHAP WHAP to the undercarriage has Hailee gurgling in pain, but Lautenbach smartly wraps arms around the chest, negating movement and allowing the remaining time to fade into obscurity. Hailee takes the round wide for her dominance early in the round, leaving Elizabeth seething when the bell rings as she shoves the brunette off her before storming back to her corner. ROUND 4:Hailee looking to repeat the success of the previous round, again hanging back immediately after the bell rings. Elizabeth however catches on quick, follows suit, and a good amount of time is wasted just circling each other and pawing with jabs from afar but scoring very little. Turning point comes in the middle of the round when both girls seem to time it just right: lunging left hands come crashing into the face simultaneously, and simultaneously they land with a smack (and mutual groan), neither girl expecting it. But both suddenly recover and send follow-up uppercut into the belly, taking turns folding the other girl over in half, before being bent over herself. Predictably, Hailee clinches up again, starts digging her glove into Elizabeth’s vulnerable side, but the blonde now wiser and knows what to do in such a situation… again subtle wrestling for a few seconds before Hailee lets out a shrill screech - apparently Elizabeth using her knee again to THRUST up in between her thighs when the referee wasn’t looking… “F*CKING B*TCH!!” is all Hailee can sputter, tears in her eyes, before a deft hook pushes her face to one side and shuts her up. Elizabeth couldn’t care less how she wins, apparently, and the referee too blind and dumb to have seen that cheap shot! Elizabeth now going to town on injured girl’s body and chest, trapping Hailee to the ropes with a barrage of lefts and rights. Thankfully for Hailee the bell rings soon after, allowing her to fight another day. But the American doesn’t seem eager to at all, body sweating profusely and mouth lolling open as she cradles her midsection with one hand and chest with her other after that spectacular assault from Liz. ROUND 5:After *that* shellacking last round, it’s a wonder that Hailee’s even alive and standing! Brunette bombshell bravely rises at the bell however, and here comes an equally determined Turner looking to finish her off. Hailee takes a double hook to her guard that throws her off balance, but another right hook is off completely, Hailee having ducked under by pure luck. But it gives her a small window to capitalize on Liz’s open position, and Hailee PLOUGHS a right hand into the blonde’s gut to take it. Elizabeth’s mouth forced open as more punches land in quick succession on her body and chest - Hailee might not have the street sense but f*ck if she can power a punch through and through. Elizabeth backing away now, Hailee slow to follow, and unfortunately for her precious lead quickly evaporates with Liz back to jabbing at her face from afar. Last minute sees a still-more energetic Liz using her reach to her advantage, circling the slower girl and stinging her mouth and nose with punches, breaking her down bit by bit all the way to the bell. It’s Hailee’s round but hell if she looks happy, stumbling back to corner looking about ready to fall on her face. ROUND 6:All out bloody war now as both girls take turns stealing rounds from one another, always pushing each other to the brink before securing an unexpected comeback. Elizabeth’s turn to dominate and she succeeds in the early minute, using her longer legs to side-step Hailee's punches and then SNAP her head back with a couple of quick strikes to the chin followed by a textbook uppercut to the jaw. Hailee stubborn, however, refusing to retreat, bobs backwards in nick of time to avoid a knockdown hook, before she POPS an uppercut of her own straight into Liz’s left breast, which manages to jiggle itself to freedom from the force of impact! Squeal of shock from Liz’s lips as her weakness suddenly exposed, but she’s immediately silenced when Hailed plows another left hook into side of her face! Elizabeth sent sprawling into the ropes, shell shocked both from the pain and the abrupt loss of her modesty. She’s looking to be in trouble here but has no time to worry about covering up that free nipple, as here comes Lautenbach looking to finish her off: more hooks crash into the side of guard, but no such luck as Hailee switches aim and pounds away on Liz’s midriff instead, hoping to abuse and abuse until Elizabeth can no longer stand up straight. Elizabeth choking but still alive, no choice but to clinch forward, both arms around back of Hailee’s neck that perhaps unwisely continue to let the brunette just spank leather up into the body and rack with reckless abandon, the cruel girl hissing into ear: “Give up, Turner. Look at the way you’re-- HAAAGHH!” Hailee cut short when Elizabeth AGAIN shoots a knee forward and upwards between the thighs, this time aiming straight and crashing into her womanhood! Referee didn't f*cking see that cheap shot! C’mon ref!? This the third time you’re f*cking blind?? Too late, however, as the effect is immediate - Hailee wilting in her opponent’s arms, the pain shooting through her body too much to bear. Elizabeth graciously digs her arm under Hailee's, supporting her body on her feet, before sending her free fist after fist DRILLING itself into her jugs, belly and chin (not in any order). The abuse proves too much for Hailee, who merely mews softly as each blow sinks and grinds itself into her skin, Elizabeth particularly targeting the breasts in retaliation for earlier violation, now grinning widely as Hailee’s own orbs suddenly spill out of the loose fabric in all their glory. Not that Lautenbach seems to be caring much at this point, when her bikini top finally snaps open, leaving her effectively topless. Thankfully (and mercifully), Liz taking a final, big upward swing, right hand crashing up into base of chin, and Hailee crumples down to the canvas, completely destroyed! It’s over folks! Hailee flat on her back, chest rising and falling with each defeated breath, remnants of her string bikini draped across her beating belly. Official Decision: Elizabeth Turner defeats Hailee Lautenbach via KO6!
AFTER:“Tell ya what, hon, let's even the score?” Liz beaming with pride as she reaches behind to her back and undoes her own bikini, letting her jugs hang loose. The crowd naturally going wild as Elizabeth takes her time, stalking about Hailee's prone form, before the blonde scooches over and plants her butt firmly on her bruised belly, whilst loosening her hair as the brunette squirms below her. “Quit your strugglin’ Lauten-BUTT,” she hollers down at her hapless victim, before plunking her chest down into her face without hesitation, to muffle her protests for good. Hailee’s resolve finally broken after a good 1-2 minutes of non-stop struggling in the breast smother, Lizabeth herself showing little remorse and wanting to make a statement in her debut match. Satisfied, she rises back to her knees, planting a foot squarely on the beaten brunette’s exposed chest, whilst taking a string bikini in each hand and raising them as trophies to the hooting crowds. Well, that concludes our JMDD event, aptly titled ‘Fresh Blood’. We hope all of you have enjoyed the proceedings tonight. As usual, our desire is for all of these girls to get some much-deserved representation in the future. Good night and sweet dreams!
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Post by Vassago on Jan 20, 2018 5:14:27 GMT -6
Must say we are thinking about reviving the Queendom concept - though with some veteran names at this stage. Cas sure has a knack for finding new talent and we really enjoyed this card (Ela's victory wasn't required that much  ). We hope these names find a nice career in the FCBA and help to maintain the JMD high-profile! Well done!  |
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Post by Ginny on Jan 20, 2018 8:09:58 GMT -6
Awesome display of "talent" on this card. Definitely a "crowd pleasing" event - judging by the (a)rousing show of support from fans ringside... and the sale of binoculars to the fans in the far corners of the beach who where (literally) hanging from palm trees trying to get a better view of the action in the ring.
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). We hope these names find a nice career in the FCBA and help to maintain the JMD high-profile! Well done! 
