"LADIES AND GENTLEMENT WELCOME TO THE INAUGURAL EPISODE OF SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT XXX!!" An aging white-haired announcer grips his microphone excitedly. "My name is Murray Alders and together with my broadcast partner Lance Hardstyle, we are thrilled to be bringing you this unbelievable...and sexy...in-ring action!"
"That's right Mur-man!" shouts a bearded man stepping up beside the older announcer, he's wearing a tie-dyed tank top and a bright pink fedora. "S-E-triple X has the hottest divas, the meanest knockouts and the sexiest superstars in professional wrestling! And ya know what...?" Lance turns, flexing one very muscular arm. "They all want to know just how HARD my STYLE is! Yahahaha!"
"I highly doubt that!" Alders replies, shaking his head. "Most of these ladies have at least a little class!"
"Ha! We'll see how long that lasts!" Lance cackles. "This ain't ol' school wrasslin'...S-E-triple X is professional SEX wrestling!"
"Well you may have a point there!" Alders agrees. "These matches can be won by the traditional means of pinfall or submission...but also by forcing your opponent to orgasm in the ring!"
"And don't forget my favorite part!" Lance interrupts. "Competitors receive huge pay window bonuses for stripping their opponents naked." He grins, licking his lips and winking at the camera.
"The women of SEXXX certainly put it all on the line, their competitive pride and in-ring skills, as well as their virtue and their lovely bodies!"
"Well enough of your nonsense, Alders!" Lance shouts. "Let's get on with the sex-ction! Wahaha!"
"That might be the one thing we agree on!" the older announcer says. "Tonight we begin an eight woman tournament to crown the first ever SEXXX Champion! Right now let's go backstage to our lovely broadcast colleague, Alison, who's standing by with one of our amazing competitors!"
Backstage at the interview set, the straight-laced Alison is standing by, her brunette hair is pulled back in a meticulous bun. "Thank you, Murray," she says. "At this time allow me to introduce our first competitor of the evening...Hayley!"
Hayley struts onto the set, a cocky smirk on her beautiful face. Her auburn hair is dyed blonde on the ends. She's wearing red lycra boyshorts and a matching halter top, both tight enough to show off her curvaceous figure. Her shapely legs are sheathed in fishnet stockings and calf-high converse sneakers.
"Thank you, Alison!" Hayley begins. "Can I just tell you it is so A-M-AZING that I am the first superstar to enter the tournament? Because I am also going to become the first SEXXX Champion...which I guess is going to make me the FIRST Lady of Sports Entertainment XXX!!"
"You sure are confident," Alison replies. "For someone still in their rookie year..."
"It's true, I've only been in in-ring competition for the last year," Hayley acknowledges. "But I spent over a year training with the best in the business, and even before that I watched and studied pro wrestling every day...Alison, I have been preparing for this my entire life!"
"I'm not doubting your skills, Hayley!" the brunette responds. "But do you really think you're prepared to take on a veteran powerhouse like The Canadian Saint Alexa Flood?"
"I may not be as strong as Alexa, or have as much experience," the rookie says. "But I'm younger, I'm faster and I way hungrier! The question should be; is she prepared for a superstar like me!?"
"But what about-"
"You know what, Alison," Hayley cuts her off. "Why don't I just head out to that ring, do what I do best and maybe that will answer all your questions!"
Before the brunette can say anymore, Hayley stalks away from the interview set. "I guess we'll take it to the ring," the pretty brunette says. "Murray, Lance...back to you!"
In the arena, a raucous crowd surrounds the ring, buzzing in anticipation. The ring announcer, Jerry Mandela climbs through the ropes and begins his announcement.
"This historic matchup, the very first contest of Sports Entertainment XXX, is scheduled for one fall, and is the opening match of the first round of the SEXXX Championship tournament!! Our first competitor, haling from the Gateway City, Saint Louis, Missouri! Measuring in at 34C-26-35...please welcome, Hayley!"
The auburn-haired rookie makes her way down the ramp amid the sounds of poppy punk rock and the cheers of the crowd. She's pumped and energized, with an undeniable swagger as she enters the ring.
"...And her opponent." The dulcet chords of an electric guitar playing "O' Canada" echo through arena.
At the top of the ramp a beast of a woman appears. She's tall, with a barrel shaped torso and thick, powerful arms. Her face is etched in a scowl and her blonde hair is cropped and spiked in the front. She's wearing bright red wrestling boots, with a red and white leotard sporting the classic Maple leaf design.
"She proudly hales from the Great White North, with measurements 45E-48-46...she's called the Canadian Saint, this is Alexa Flood!"
The announcer makes her introduction as Alexa comes to the ring, and the crowd boos! The big blond pays them no mind, her icy blue eyes remain locked on her rookie opponent. She gets in the ring, and the two women square off in the center.
The match begins as the ref calls for the bell: DING DING!
Hayley is completely unprepared as Alexa charges forward, driving her back into the corner! A heavy forearm smashes the rookie across the face and her shapely legs wobble beneath her.
"Did you think I wouldn't hear those things you were saying backstage?" Alexa snarls. "Am I prepared for you? I've beaten a hundred little skanks just like you!"
Hayley squeals as a knife-edged chop slashes across her breasts! Gasping in pain, she is defenseless as the veteran blasts her with a second.
"Get off!" Hayley groans, shoving the larger woman back and firing a kick at her ample midsection.
Alexa catches her leg easily, hooks her free arm around the girl's slender torso and scoops her into the air for a bodyslam! Hayley's shapely body crashes into the mat and all the air explodes from her lungs! Dazed by the powerful slam, the curvy rookie is a sitting duck as the larger woman lifts a meaty leg and drops it on her.
Hayley rolls away, clutching her throat and choking, struggling to draw the breath she desperately needs after being slammed. Before she can get any room to recover, Alexa grabs her by the hair and hauls her up off the mat. Then the Canadian grabs her top and peels it off!
The crowd goes wild as Hayley's perky breasts are completely exposed! Still on wobbly legs, the humiliated rookie quickly wraps her arms over her chest, trying to cover her pretty pink nipples. However, Alexa pulls her arms out of the way, grabs her breasts and begins fondling them to the delight of the crowd.
Lance: "There it is Mur-man!! Our first set of tits on a SEXXX broadcast! And what a set!"
Alders: "Hayley's a beautiful girl, no question! But she's going to have to find an answer for Flood's power if she want's to advance in the tournament!"
Lance: "I think I just became a Canadi-fan, now I wanna see what's under those red shorts! Come on Alexa!"
No match for the Canadian's strength, Hayley is basically helpless as her tits are jiggled and squeezed in the middle of the ring. Her nipples harden between Alexa's fingers. Feeling the stiff little nubs, Alexa pinches them viciously, making the rookie squeal in pain.
Desperate to get free, Hayley rears back and throws her elbow at Alexa's face. The large woman takes the blow and merely grins. She releases the girl's perky tits, sliding her thick arms up and around her neck. Interlocking her fingers and lifting the smaller woman with ease, Alexa executes a powerful full-nelson slam!
Hayley's head and shoulders crash down on the mat, nearly knocking her unconscious. She lays in a dazed heap as the Canadian Saint saunters towards her.
"Time to learn a little respect, you rookie bitch!" the veteran snarls.
Hayley is completely helpless as Alexa bends down and grabs the waist band of her lycra boyshorts. The garment comes off in a flash, leaving the girl in nothing but her calf-high converse and fishnets. Whimpering in humiliation, she hears the crowd roar at the sight of her exposed pussy!
Lance: "Alexa calls herself a saint, but looking at that tight little slit I'd bet Hayley's still a virgin!"
Alders: "The Canadian just made history tonight, Lance! Our very first match and already our first stripping bonus!"
Lance: "And I have a feeling she's about to rack up the very first victory, so far Hayley's been completely helpless against the BBV!"
Alders: "BBV?"
Lance: "Big Beautiful Vet, Mur-man! Bwahaha!"
Looking down at her all-but-naked body, Hayley's head is still spinning. Laying at her opponent's feet she tries futilely to cover herself. Alexa turns, twirling the girl's shorts over her head before throwing them out to the crowd.
"No," Hayley gasps in dismay.
Pushing up on her hands and knees, the humiliated rookie gives the horny fans a prime view of her round ass and prim little pussy, quivering in her fishnets. Her naked tits hang between slender arms, as her head drops behind a curtain of auburn tresses.
Alexa's boot blasts into her ribcage, knocking Hayley onto her side with groan! Then she grabs the rookie's ankles and pulls her legs apart giving the crowd an even better look at her exposed pussy, topped with a neatly trimmed strip of auburn hair.
"Stop it!" Hayley begs, wiggling powerlessly.
Kneeling over one shapely leg, trapping it beneath her girth, Alexa reaches down and runs a finger through the girl's splayed slit.
"No!" Hayley whimpers. "Not that!"
"No?" Alexa feigns surprise, as she begins kneading her opponent's defenseless labia. "You mean you don't like this?"
"Noooo..." Hayley moans, even as arousing heat erupts through her curvy hips.
The rookie can't help but squirm as the Canadian continues rubbing her pussy. What little strength she had left drains away, and she can't hold back a moan, already getting wet. Feeling the girl's juices begin to flow, Alexa slides two fingers inside the helpless rookie and the crowd shouts their approval!
Hayley moans, and her vivacious curves begin to writhe feeling the thick fingers thrusting into her slick little tunnel.
"See, you like this!" the Canadian snarls, then to the fans. "The little slut likes it!"
Cheers of agreement ring through the arena.
Squirming on the mat, Hayley whimpers in shame. The fingers pumping between her legs begin building an intense pressure she recognizes as an impending orgasm.
I didn't stand a chance against, Alexa! The rookie realizes. And now she's going to make me cum in front of all these fans!
Letting out a moan of surrender, Hayley covers her face in utter humiliation. Her pussy gushes, soaking Alexa's hand, who takes the opportunity to slip a third finger inside her. An orgasmic shiver rips through the girl's shapely body.
"Are you about to cum, you little rookie slut?" The veteran asks, slamming her fingers into the girl's cunt.
"Y-yes," Hayley whimpers in defeat, her legs shaking. The pressure spreading up through her chest makes her rock-hard nipples ache and her head spin.
"Oh no you don't!" Suddenly the Canadian pulls her fingers out and stands up.
Gasping for breath, Hayley looks up at her in confusion. Alexa lifts her bright red boot, then stomps right on the rookie's dripping cunt! The auburn-haired girl screams as pain rips through every curve of her hourglass figure!
The crowd boos and Alexa only grins out at them. She stomps the rookie's pussy again and Hayley can do nothing but mewl in agony!
"You don't get to enjoy this, you little slut!" Alexa growls.
Grabbing a handful of auburn locks, she hauls the rookie up off the mat and shoves her head between her legs. Hayley is completely helpless as the Canadian Saint lifts her up and drives her into the mat with a vicious powerbomb!
Hayley is knocked completely senseless as her naked body crashes down! She offers no resistance as Alexa hooks her leg, nearly folding the girl in half as she pins her shoulders to the mat.
The ref hits the count: 1...2...3!! DING DING DING!!
"And your winner by pinfall," the announcer begins. "Now advancing to the semi-finals, the Canadian Saint, ALEXA FLOOD!"
The crowd boos as the victor's hand is raised. Poor Hayley lays at her feet, humiliated, stripped down to nothing but her fishnets and converse.
Back in the announcers' booth, Lance is practically panting. "Hell of a match! Hell of a match, Mur-man!"
"You can't be serious?" Alders responds. "It was barely a match at all, Hayley was completely dominated by the Canadian Saint!"
"Exactly!" Lance smarms. "Look at her down there, completely naked and barely conscious...just the way I like 'em!"
"Real classy, Lance, real classy!" Alders shakes his head, as the color man cackles in response. "Anyway, with Flood punching her ticket to the semis, let's check in with Alison who's standing by with another sexy superstar!"
In the interview area backstage, Alison is standing by. "Thank you, Murray! At this time allow me to introduce Brittany Love!"
Brittany is slender girl with a slinky brunette bob, and an easy, likable smile. She's wearing a blue flannel shirt, tied between her modest breasts, showing off a flat tummy, and a casual pair of blue jeans.
"Thanks, Alison!" the superstar gushes, a touch of country in her voice. "This has all just been some kind of whirlwind! I can barely even believe I'm here!"
"I understand you were called in as an alternate after another competitor failed her physical," the interviewer goes on. "Now you'll be competing on the next episode in the opening round of the SEXXX Championship tournament against Misty Smolders!"
"And it is just an incredible opportunity," Brittany says. "I get the chance to go from ridin' the pine to winning the top prize? It's like my daddy always said..."
"What do ya tell a woman with two black eyes?" Suddenly a man interrupts the interview. He's tall and lean, wearing a Lynyrd Skynyrd tee-shirt with the sleeves cut off. His dirty blond hair looks like he cuts it himself. "Nothing...you done told her twice! That's what my daddy used to say! Haw!"
Brittany's friendly smile shifts to a suspicious glare.
"Trent Jasper what are you doing here?" Alison asks turning to the man. "I'm trying to conduct an interview!"
"As you may or may not know, I have taken over management duties for my girlfriend, Misty Smolders," Trent explains in his lazy southern drawl. "And as such, I'm here to inform y'all that this interview ought to be being done with my girl!"
Brittany takes a step towards him. "If it's so important she get her time, where is she?"
"Well, y'know she's just so fed up with your cutsie-wootsie girl-next-door routine," Trent replies. "She wasn't sure she could control herself!"
"Is that so?"
"But she wanted me to let you know," he goes on. "That in y'all's match on the next episode, the bitch-from-down-the-street gon' come a knockin' on that door and send you back to the second string where you belong!"
"Lemme put this in terms you'll understand, Trent," Brittany growls. "I'm gonna go through Misty like a twister through a trailer park!"
"Hey now that ain't funny!" the man shouts after Brittany, as she stomps away from the interview area. "My grandpappy lost-"
"Well it's looks like there's already a storm brewing for next time," Alison interjects for the camera. "Murray, back to you!"
In the announcers' booth, Lance turns to Alders. "I can't wait Mur-man!" he says. "We get to find out what happens when the girl-next-door meets the bitch-from-down-the-street!"
"Certainly two ladies with a lot to prove," the older announcer agrees. "But no more than the two competitors in tonight's MAIN EVENT! This match is guaranteed to be highly competitive as the Punisher Piper Brooks takes on Carmen Garcia!"
"I'm definitely with Brooks on this one!" Lance groans. "I've been dying to see Garcia's thick Latin booty get stripped since I found out she'd been signed!"
"Well if anyone's going to show it to you, it just might be the punishing submission expert," Alders replies. "However, she's going to have her hands full with the high flying style of the woman known around the world as the Heart-stoppa!"
"This is what S-E-triple X is all about!" Lance agrees. "Two gorgeous women clashing with two wild styles, but only one can mark a 'W' in the record books...I can't wait, Mur-man, let's go to the ring!"
The heavy bass of a Marilyn Manson song rolls through the arena as a dark-skinned woman appears at the top of the entry ramp. Her bright purple hair is cut into a wide mohawk, over a stern featured face. She has a tight athletic body, with impressively muscular arms. She's wearing MMA gloves and a plain black sports bra displaying her shredded abs. A pair of black trunks cling to her narrow hips, sporting a white skull on the butt, over sheer black tights and kick-pads with "Punish" down the sides.
"Making her way to the ring," Jerry Mandela shouts. "Fighting out of the FTW Dojo, with measurements; 38D-28-30...she is the Punisher Piper Brooks!"
The crowd gives a lukewarm welcome, some boos mixed with a smattering of respectful applause. Piper stalks to the ring with deadly focus.
Quickly, the music switches to the up-beat energy of a Pitbull song and the crowd begins to buzz with excitement. In the entrance way a gorgeous raven-haired Latina turns around to show off her large, almost perfectly heart-shaped ass! She's wearing a pair of cheetah print hiphuggers, cut teasingly to show off the lower curves of her prominent booty! Her tanned, shapely thighs are bare, leading down to pink kick-pads. Above her slim midsection is a long sleeve crop top, cheetah print as well. Over one of her modest breasts is a pink symbol designed to look like a heart-shaped stopwatch. A simple wag of her shapely tail triggers a thunderous applause from the gawking fans!
"And her opponent," the announcer shouts over the cheers. "Hailing from Silver City, New Mexico and measuring it at 30B-24-38! She is known as the Heart-stoppa, Carmen Garcia!!"
The sexy Latina sashays to the ring, with the full support of the crowd. She hops up on the ring apron, giving her fans a salacious twerking display before stepping through the ropes.
Looking perturbed, Piper is waiting in her corner. "If you're done shaking that fat ass, can we get down to business?"
"Why, chica? Are you in such a big hurry to lose?" Carmen shoots back.
Piper's stern features twist in a snarl. "I'm gonna make you tap like the little bitch you are!"
"Bring it!" Carmen snaps.
DING DING!! The ref signals for the bell and the women charge forward into a stiff lock-up.
The quicker of the two, Carmen sinks in an arm-drag that sends Piper tumbling across the ring. The crowd cheers and the Latina gives them a quick little booty shake in response...though she knows better than to let her attention wander too far from such a dangerous opponent.
Piper pops to her feet with growl, and they circle each other before locking-up again. This time, she slips through Carmen's defenses, snatching control of her wrist. No match for the Punisher's strength and technique, the Latina can only groan as her arm is twisted and lightning shocks through her shoulder. Driven to her knees by the pain, Carmen whines helplessly as Piper reaches across to the other shoulder. Then she rolls over the top, driving Garcia's shoulders into the mat and cinching the Latina into a tight cradle!
The ref pounds the mat: 1...2...and Carmen is barely able to escape a sudden defeat!
Piper gives the Latina's big round ass a spank as she scrambles away. Across the ring, Garcia springs to her feet, temper flaring as she rubs her stinging booty. A trill of excitement races through her realizing she's in for a fight.
"Almost had ya, bitch!" the Punisher gloats.
The Heart-stoppa grins. "I've beaten lots of perras who think they almost had me!"
Both women approach with more caution now. Piper snaps a stinging kick into Carmen's shapely thigh. The Latina grunts in pain, retreating a step. When the purple-haired woman moves in to follow up, Carmen is able to hook a second arm drag, throwing her for a loop. This time when Piper pops back to her feet, the Latina hits her with a drop kick that knocks her through the ropes and out of the ring!
As Piper sprawls onto the floor, Carmen twerks in the ring delighting the raucous fans! Then before the other woman can recover, the Heart-stoppa charges across the ring leaping over the top rope and crushing Brooks with flipping plancha!
The crowd roars in excitement!
Carmen grabs her dazed opponent and rolls her back into the ring, following in for an immediate cover. The ref counts; 1...2-but Piper kicks out!
Carmen springs to her feet even as her opponent is rolling to her knees. The fiery Latina whips a kick across the back of the other woman's head before she can stand. Piper collapses back to the mat and Garcia dives on top for another cover; 1...2-Piper kicks out again!
This time the Latina lets her get up to her hands and knees, then grabs the edges of her opponent's sports bra. She tugs the garment over Piper's head, exposing her plump round breasts!
The crowd howls at the sight of her mocha tits, tipped with sweet chocolate nipples!
Lance: "Whoa! I didn't expect the Punisher to have such a nice pair of jugs!"
Alders: "I didn't expect Garcia to be the aggressor in stripping her opponent!"
Lance: "That spicy Latin strumpet's a veteran Alders, she knows if you embarrass your opponent, get 'em angry in the ring, they might make a mistake!"
Alders: "Well I'm not sure Brooks is the kind of opponent I'd want angry at me in that ring!"
Piper scrambles back, covering her chest and glaring up at the taunting Garcia. Enraged, she jumps to her feet and charges.
Carmen ducks a reckless clothesline and runs for the ropes thinking she has the match well in hand. However, as she rebounds towards the center, her opponent surprises her with a sudden back kick! Knocked off her feet, the Latina scrambles back up, only to be blasted in the tits with a second kick, before getting rocked by a vicious left hook!
Stunned by the combo, Carmen staggers to the corner, clutching her jaw. The Punisher stalks in, grabbing her arms and hooking them over the ropes. A barrage of body shots blast the air from Garcia's lungs and leave her slumped against the turnbuckles. Gasping for breath, she's totally defenseless as Piper grabs the front of her crop top and tears it open, shredding the garment and exposing her perky little breasts!
Even in her dazed state, a wave of humiliation rolls through Garcia, as the crowd roars at the sight of her firm tanned orbs and dark nipples.
Piper steps back, crossing her arms under her own exposed, but much larger breasts. "How do you like it, bitch?"
Before Carmen can recover enough to even reply, the Punisher lunges forward driving a fist into her left breast! The Latina squeals in pain, only to have her other tit punched as well. Piper fires punch after punch into Garcia's naked boobs. Unable to defend herself, the Latina cries out as her sensitive breasts are abused by her vicious opponent.
Finally, the ref steps in, forcing Piper back to allow Carmen out of the corner. The Latina staggers out, holding her aching chest. Piper grins, spinning into a roundhouse kick that slams across Garcia's jaw!
Raven hair flies wildly as her head snaps to the side, and Carmen drops to her knees. Brooks grabs the tattered remains of her opponents top and pulls it off, leaving the Latina completely topless.
The crowd goes wild as the Punisher holds the garment high. A chant begins to spread through the arena and soon all the fans, or at least all the horny ones are chanting in unison: "SHOW US DAT ASS! SHOW US DAT ASS! SHOW US DAT ASS!"
Lance: "This is my kind of crowd, Mur-man!"
Alders: "You just might be about to get your wish, Lance, Garcia seems pretty defenseless at the moment!"
Lance (standing up in the booth, waving his pink fedora): "Show us dat ass! Show us dat ass!"
Carmen can hear the thunderous chant, and even with her head spinning she knows she has to get away from the dangerous Brooks. She begins crawling towards the ropes, when she feels two hands grabbing the waistband of her cheetah print hiphuggers. Kicking back with one leg, she drives Piper back and forces herself to stand. Carmen fires off a forearm strike but there's not enough strength behind it. Piper only grins, letting the Latina land a second to precious little effect. When she winds up a for a third, the Punisher drives a kick into her trim stomach. Garcia groans, doubling over breathlessly.
Piper dives over her back, grabbing the pink waistband of those cheetah print trunks mid-somersault and yanks them down!
The crowd roars at the sight of the Latina's salacious booty! Her big curvy cheeks are evenly tanned and perfectly heart-shaped. Not yet completely naked, she's wearing a hot pink thong that only adds to the fervor of the horny fans!
Lance (fanning himself with his pink fedora): "Now I know why they call her the Heart-stoppa, Murray!"
Alders: "A stunning young lady, that's for sure! But Brooks is still going to have to get those panties off if she wants the stripping bonus..."
Lance: "I'd eat a mile of her shit just to lick that ass!"
Alders: "Whoa ho! DEE-SGUS-TING!!"
Feeling every eye in the arena devouring her nearly-naked ass, Carmen grabs for her trunks to pull them up. Before she can, Piper hooks her leg, dragging her down to the mat and removing them completely. The Latina gasps in dismay, left wearing nothing but her thong and kickpads.
She quickly realizes that is the least of her worries as Piper crawls on top of her. Carmen tries to get away but she's no match for the strength of the Punisher, who controls her easily in the scramble. The Latina is all but powerless as her legs are tied in a knot, finding herself trapped in the Indian-death-lock! Piper leans back, using her own legs to torque the submission hold, and pain rips through Carmen's curvaceous hips!
Squirming on the mat, the helpless Latina can neither escape the hold nor reach her opponent to fight free. She can only whine in powerless agony as the Punisher tortures her.
Forcing herself to focus, Carmen summons her strength, rolling over and dragging herself, still entangled by her opponent, towards the ropes.
"Oh no you don't!" Piper growls.
The purple-mohawked competitor flips around, turning her hips and transitioning seamlessly into a Texas-cloverleaf. She pulls Carmen's already tangled stems off the mat, threading through and hooking them with her powerful arms, then sits down on her back.
The raven-haired Latina cries out as the pain spreads from her hips through her back. Her entire body begins to ache as Piper sinks deeper, stealing her breath and any strength she had mustered. As the submission hold tightens, Carmen feels the chance of victory slipping away realizing she is outmatched by the Punisher's flawless technique.
Feeling the Latina's spirit beginning to weaken, Piper wrenches back. Hearing Carmen mewl in pain makes her chocolate nipples harden, tingling with excitement. The purple-mohawked superstar savors every agonized tremble of her opponents yielding curves as she nearly bends her in half.
Moaning in anguish, Carmen can do nothing but squirm in the expertly applied submission. With her legs tied in a knot and her head spinning from the pain, she realizes she can't take much more.
As Carmen lifts her hand to tap out, Piper's declaration from the beginning of the match echoes through her mind: "I'm gonna make you tap like the little bitch you are!"
Digging deep, The Heart-stoppa refuses to become Piper's "little bitch!" She plants her hands on the mat, summoning every ounce of strength she can. Fighting the hold, she pushes up off the mat and drives through her powerful legs with all she's got!
Sensing her determination, the crowd begins to cheer her on and this time she welcomes their chant: "CARMEN! CARMEN! CARMEN!!"
Piper feels the shift immediately and tries to lock down the Texas-cloverleaf, but her opponent will not be contained. Spurred by the enthusiastic fans Carmen explodes out of the hold, throwing Piper across the ring with force!
The crowd erupts in support of her escape!
Unfortunately, Carmen has taken too much damage to recover quickly, and Piper is already stalking towards her. She tries to crawl to the corner, but a humiliating kick in the booty pitches her forward. A hand coils into her raven locks, and the Latina whimpers as her face is yanked up off the mat.
"Where do you think you're going?" Brooks taunts. "I'm not done with your fat Latin ass!"
The Latina yelps as a hand whips across her mostly-naked backside. Spent from the exertion of breaking the Texas cloverleaf, she can't escape the spanking. Piper slaps her big jiggly butt mercilessly, alternating between the plump round cheeks until they nearly match her bright pink thong! The stinging pain spreads across her booty as Carmen cries and whimpers, paralyzed by the humiliation of being so dominated by her opponent. There is no relief when the spanking ends, as Piper immediately grabs hold of that pink thong.
"No! Stop!" Garcia whines as her panties are pulled over the curve her burning ass and down her quivering thighs!
The crowd roars as the sexy Latina is finally stripped completely naked! Awash in humiliation she curls into a ball on the mat.
Piper stands up, holding the skimpy pink thong over her head in triumph! The fans grow even more feverish, drinking in the sight of her own mocha jugs bobbing and jiggling as she parades around the ring. She tosses the Latina's underwear out to the crowd, nearly causing a riot. When she turns back, Carmen is pulling herself up in the corner.
Her raven hair is a sweaty mess, hanging in inky waves around her bare shoulders. Her perky little tits are quivering as she draws in ragged breaths. Her curvaceous hips are trembling as she tries to conceal the tasty little slit between her shapely thighs. Her pink kickpads are the only clothes she has left, bringing a humiliated flush to her cheeks...even though the rest of her beautiful face is set in grim determination!
"Still got some fight in you?" Piper realizes, trying to conceal her surprise.
"Not done yet, puta!" the Latina snarls.
The Punisher charges and Carmen barely slips out of the way letting her slam into the turnbuckles! The Latina's legs are unsteady, but she manages to fire a kick into the other woman's back. Piper cries out in pain and surprise, taking another kick in the ribs as she tries to turn back towards her opponent. She steps out of the corner, throwing vicious punches! Carmen manages to slip a left hook, then ducks the follow up right. Then before Piper can reset she leaps into the air, wraps her shapely legs around the woman's purple-mohawked head and takes her over with a hurricanrana! Brooks tumbles across the ring, cursing in frustration.
The crowd cheers and Carmen feels a rush of adrenaline!
Feeling her strength returning, the Latina runs off the ropes using the rebound to gain momentum. Clamoring to her feet, Piper is completely unprepared as Carmen charges in, leaping, turning in midair and blasting her in the face with that big, naked booty! Piper's head snaps back as she goes crashing to the mat with a cry of pain!
The Heart-stoppa lands on her feet feeling a rush of energy! The crowd roars in excitement, both at the results of her patented flying butt attack and at finally getting to see the Latina's gorgeous naked body on full display.
Piper is already starting to get up, so the Latina grabs her by the head, dragging her back to the corner. Running up the turnbuckles, the Heart-stoppa spins through the air and plants her dark-skinned adversary with a tornado DDT! The Punisher goes limp on the mat, and Carmen wastes no time hooking her leg for the pin!
The ref hits the mat: 1...2...Piper kicks out with a desperate gasp!
Springing back to her feet, the Heart-stoppa brings the crowd nearly to a frenzy with a jiggly naked twerk!
Behind her Brooks is standing on wobbly legs. Carmen hits the ropes leveling her opponent with a second flying butt attack!
Leaving Piper on the mat, the high-flying Latina points towards the top rope. The fans are on their feet now, chanting: "HEART STOP-AH!! HEART STOP-AH!!"
The Heart-stoppa climbs to the top turnbuckle, drawing her aim on the stunned Punisher. Leaping into the air she executes a graceful shooting-star-press, dropping onto Brooks and crushing her into the mat!
The dazzled crowd roars, counting along with the ref as Carmen covers for the pin: 1...2...somehow Piper kicks out just before the final count!!
The entire crowd gasps in unison and Garcia cannot hide her own disbelief!
Piper crawls to the ropes, using them to climb back to her feet. The naked Latina circles the ring, gathering the fans' support into a thunderous rumble. She stalks back to her opponent, grabbing her arm for an Irish whip...with a sudden burst of energy, the Punisher ducks into a short-arm counter, pulling Garcia into a powerful waist-lock!
Before Carmen can counter that simple hold, she's thrown backwards in a brutal German suplex! Her head and shoulders are driven into the mat as her curvy naked body folds in half, leaving her dazed and disoriented. Keeping hold of her waist, Piper bridges up to pin the stunned Latina.
The ref makes the count: 1...2...the fans cheer in relief as Carmen kicks out at the last possible instant!
However, even as she escapes that pinning predicament, Carmen can feel the Punisher gliding over her! Fearing those devastating mat skills, she immediately tries to scramble away. Before she can, the stronger woman pulls her back, slithering two powerful legs around her slender torso. Garcia tries to counter the scissor lock, but a simple twist of the hips forces her onto her stomach. Controlled by Piper's superior technique, the Latina's confidence and energy begin to fade. Squirming desperately, Carmen is powerless against her opponent's strength. She moans in despair, unable to keep her legs from being tied back into a knot. Overwhelmed and exhausted, the Latina is helpless as her opponent transitions seamlessly from body scissor into the Texas cloverleaf!
Locking in those shapely stems with her powerful arms, Piper sinks down and leans back mercilessly. Carmen screams as instant agony erupts through her hips and back! Her curvy body nears its breaking point as her adversary bends her in half. Still she digs in, trying to push up and out like she did before but Brooks only tightens the hold, peeling an agonized squeal through the Latina's lips. Clawing the mat, she tries to pull herself towards the ropes but it's no use. The Punisher has her this time!
Mewling in helpless anguish, Carmen knows she is trapped in the expertly applied submission hold. Feeling her firm little tits pressed against the mat reminds her of the humiliation she'd suffered beyond being dominated by Piper's expert submission skills. As her naked body is cinched tighter in the Texas cloverleaf, pain and hopelessness make her head spin. A final moan of despair crawls from her throat as the Latina accepts her defeat.
Carmen slaps the mat in submission! Burning with shame, she realizes that the Punisher has followed through on her original declaration, making the Latina her little bitch and forcing her to tap out!
Seeing Garcia's surrender, the referee calls for the bell: DING! DING!! DING!!
Piper leans back, keeping Carmen trapped in the cloverleaf. The defeated Latina can only squeal pleadingly.
"See? Now you're my little bitch!" Piper gloats, wrenching back one last time before releasing the hold.
Carmen whimpers in relief as her legs flop back to the mat. Tears of humiliation and disappointment begin to well, as she looks down at her naked curves. It was not the first time she'd lost a match, but she had come so close to winning...only to fall prey to a superior technique and be forced to tap out.
Standing over the decimated Latina, Piper Brooks punches a triumphant fist into the air, giving the crowd a final display of her voluptuous mocha breasts.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the ring announcer cries. "Your winner by submission, and advancing to the semi-finals of the SEXXX Championship tournament...THE PUNISHER!!"
The fans' reaction is mixed, drinking in the gorgeous sight of the topless competitor but clearly dissatisfied with her victory.
Back in the announcers' booth, Lance's bearded face is split by a wide grin. "Remind me never to wear jeans to the announce table, Mur-man," he says. "I need something a lot roomier with competitors as sexy as the Heart-stoppa!"
"Show a little respect!" Alders snaps. "That beautiful young lady put up one hell of a fight against one hell of an opponent, and there's no shame in losing to someone with the skills of Piper Brooks!"
"There's no shame in losing to someone with the rack of Piper Brooks!" Lance cackles, fanning himself with his pink fedora. "Don't act so stiff, Alders, we got to see two absolutely gorgeous ladies stripped naked, on top of some tremendous in-ring action...and it's only the first night! I am loving S-E-triple X!!"
"Well, I'm afraid I can't disagree with you there!" Alders nods. "And there's so much more to come! The SEXXX Championship tournament continues next time as we have two more first round match ups!"
"That's right, Mur-man," Lance agrees. "And I can't wait to see the trailer-park diva Misty Smolders take on the girl-next-door Brittany Love!"
"Sure to be a barn burner!" Alders replies. "But don't forget we'll also get to see veteran bruiser Mean Momma D as she looks to spoil the SEXXX debut of international superstar The Stubborn Angel Jenna Knight!"
"Momma D's gonna be here?" Lance groans in disgust. "I may have to call in sick next time..."
"Well he might but you won't want to!" Alders turns to the camera excitedly. "You won't want to miss a minute of the sexy action still to come, so tune in next time, right here on SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT XXX!"
"That's right Mur-man!" shouts a bearded man stepping up beside the older announcer, he's wearing a tie-dyed tank top and a bright pink fedora. "S-E-triple X has the hottest divas, the meanest knockouts and the sexiest superstars in professional wrestling! And ya know what...?" Lance turns, flexing one very muscular arm. "They all want to know just how HARD my STYLE is! Yahahaha!"
"I highly doubt that!" Alders replies, shaking his head. "Most of these ladies have at least a little class!"
"Ha! We'll see how long that lasts!" Lance cackles. "This ain't ol' school wrasslin'...S-E-triple X is professional SEX wrestling!"
"Well you may have a point there!" Alders agrees. "These matches can be won by the traditional means of pinfall or submission...but also by forcing your opponent to orgasm in the ring!"
"And don't forget my favorite part!" Lance interrupts. "Competitors receive huge pay window bonuses for stripping their opponents naked." He grins, licking his lips and winking at the camera.
"The women of SEXXX certainly put it all on the line, their competitive pride and in-ring skills, as well as their virtue and their lovely bodies!"
"Well enough of your nonsense, Alders!" Lance shouts. "Let's get on with the sex-ction! Wahaha!"
"That might be the one thing we agree on!" the older announcer says. "Tonight we begin an eight woman tournament to crown the first ever SEXXX Champion! Right now let's go backstage to our lovely broadcast colleague, Alison, who's standing by with one of our amazing competitors!"
Backstage at the interview set, the straight-laced Alison is standing by, her brunette hair is pulled back in a meticulous bun. "Thank you, Murray," she says. "At this time allow me to introduce our first competitor of the evening...Hayley!"
Hayley struts onto the set, a cocky smirk on her beautiful face. Her auburn hair is dyed blonde on the ends. She's wearing red lycra boyshorts and a matching halter top, both tight enough to show off her curvaceous figure. Her shapely legs are sheathed in fishnet stockings and calf-high converse sneakers.
"Thank you, Alison!" Hayley begins. "Can I just tell you it is so A-M-AZING that I am the first superstar to enter the tournament? Because I am also going to become the first SEXXX Champion...which I guess is going to make me the FIRST Lady of Sports Entertainment XXX!!"
"You sure are confident," Alison replies. "For someone still in their rookie year..."
"It's true, I've only been in in-ring competition for the last year," Hayley acknowledges. "But I spent over a year training with the best in the business, and even before that I watched and studied pro wrestling every day...Alison, I have been preparing for this my entire life!"
"I'm not doubting your skills, Hayley!" the brunette responds. "But do you really think you're prepared to take on a veteran powerhouse like The Canadian Saint Alexa Flood?"
"I may not be as strong as Alexa, or have as much experience," the rookie says. "But I'm younger, I'm faster and I way hungrier! The question should be; is she prepared for a superstar like me!?"
"But what about-"
"You know what, Alison," Hayley cuts her off. "Why don't I just head out to that ring, do what I do best and maybe that will answer all your questions!"
Before the brunette can say anymore, Hayley stalks away from the interview set. "I guess we'll take it to the ring," the pretty brunette says. "Murray, Lance...back to you!"
In the arena, a raucous crowd surrounds the ring, buzzing in anticipation. The ring announcer, Jerry Mandela climbs through the ropes and begins his announcement.
"This historic matchup, the very first contest of Sports Entertainment XXX, is scheduled for one fall, and is the opening match of the first round of the SEXXX Championship tournament!! Our first competitor, haling from the Gateway City, Saint Louis, Missouri! Measuring in at 34C-26-35...please welcome, Hayley!"
The auburn-haired rookie makes her way down the ramp amid the sounds of poppy punk rock and the cheers of the crowd. She's pumped and energized, with an undeniable swagger as she enters the ring.
"...And her opponent." The dulcet chords of an electric guitar playing "O' Canada" echo through arena.
At the top of the ramp a beast of a woman appears. She's tall, with a barrel shaped torso and thick, powerful arms. Her face is etched in a scowl and her blonde hair is cropped and spiked in the front. She's wearing bright red wrestling boots, with a red and white leotard sporting the classic Maple leaf design.
"She proudly hales from the Great White North, with measurements 45E-48-46...she's called the Canadian Saint, this is Alexa Flood!"
The announcer makes her introduction as Alexa comes to the ring, and the crowd boos! The big blond pays them no mind, her icy blue eyes remain locked on her rookie opponent. She gets in the ring, and the two women square off in the center.
The match begins as the ref calls for the bell: DING DING!
Hayley is completely unprepared as Alexa charges forward, driving her back into the corner! A heavy forearm smashes the rookie across the face and her shapely legs wobble beneath her.
"Did you think I wouldn't hear those things you were saying backstage?" Alexa snarls. "Am I prepared for you? I've beaten a hundred little skanks just like you!"
Hayley squeals as a knife-edged chop slashes across her breasts! Gasping in pain, she is defenseless as the veteran blasts her with a second.
"Get off!" Hayley groans, shoving the larger woman back and firing a kick at her ample midsection.
Alexa catches her leg easily, hooks her free arm around the girl's slender torso and scoops her into the air for a bodyslam! Hayley's shapely body crashes into the mat and all the air explodes from her lungs! Dazed by the powerful slam, the curvy rookie is a sitting duck as the larger woman lifts a meaty leg and drops it on her.
Hayley rolls away, clutching her throat and choking, struggling to draw the breath she desperately needs after being slammed. Before she can get any room to recover, Alexa grabs her by the hair and hauls her up off the mat. Then the Canadian grabs her top and peels it off!
The crowd goes wild as Hayley's perky breasts are completely exposed! Still on wobbly legs, the humiliated rookie quickly wraps her arms over her chest, trying to cover her pretty pink nipples. However, Alexa pulls her arms out of the way, grabs her breasts and begins fondling them to the delight of the crowd.
Lance: "There it is Mur-man!! Our first set of tits on a SEXXX broadcast! And what a set!"
Alders: "Hayley's a beautiful girl, no question! But she's going to have to find an answer for Flood's power if she want's to advance in the tournament!"
Lance: "I think I just became a Canadi-fan, now I wanna see what's under those red shorts! Come on Alexa!"
No match for the Canadian's strength, Hayley is basically helpless as her tits are jiggled and squeezed in the middle of the ring. Her nipples harden between Alexa's fingers. Feeling the stiff little nubs, Alexa pinches them viciously, making the rookie squeal in pain.
Desperate to get free, Hayley rears back and throws her elbow at Alexa's face. The large woman takes the blow and merely grins. She releases the girl's perky tits, sliding her thick arms up and around her neck. Interlocking her fingers and lifting the smaller woman with ease, Alexa executes a powerful full-nelson slam!
Hayley's head and shoulders crash down on the mat, nearly knocking her unconscious. She lays in a dazed heap as the Canadian Saint saunters towards her.
"Time to learn a little respect, you rookie bitch!" the veteran snarls.
Hayley is completely helpless as Alexa bends down and grabs the waist band of her lycra boyshorts. The garment comes off in a flash, leaving the girl in nothing but her calf-high converse and fishnets. Whimpering in humiliation, she hears the crowd roar at the sight of her exposed pussy!
Lance: "Alexa calls herself a saint, but looking at that tight little slit I'd bet Hayley's still a virgin!"
Alders: "The Canadian just made history tonight, Lance! Our very first match and already our first stripping bonus!"
Lance: "And I have a feeling she's about to rack up the very first victory, so far Hayley's been completely helpless against the BBV!"
Alders: "BBV?"
Lance: "Big Beautiful Vet, Mur-man! Bwahaha!"
Looking down at her all-but-naked body, Hayley's head is still spinning. Laying at her opponent's feet she tries futilely to cover herself. Alexa turns, twirling the girl's shorts over her head before throwing them out to the crowd.
"No," Hayley gasps in dismay.
Pushing up on her hands and knees, the humiliated rookie gives the horny fans a prime view of her round ass and prim little pussy, quivering in her fishnets. Her naked tits hang between slender arms, as her head drops behind a curtain of auburn tresses.
Alexa's boot blasts into her ribcage, knocking Hayley onto her side with groan! Then she grabs the rookie's ankles and pulls her legs apart giving the crowd an even better look at her exposed pussy, topped with a neatly trimmed strip of auburn hair.
"Stop it!" Hayley begs, wiggling powerlessly.
Kneeling over one shapely leg, trapping it beneath her girth, Alexa reaches down and runs a finger through the girl's splayed slit.
"No!" Hayley whimpers. "Not that!"
"No?" Alexa feigns surprise, as she begins kneading her opponent's defenseless labia. "You mean you don't like this?"
"Noooo..." Hayley moans, even as arousing heat erupts through her curvy hips.
The rookie can't help but squirm as the Canadian continues rubbing her pussy. What little strength she had left drains away, and she can't hold back a moan, already getting wet. Feeling the girl's juices begin to flow, Alexa slides two fingers inside the helpless rookie and the crowd shouts their approval!
Hayley moans, and her vivacious curves begin to writhe feeling the thick fingers thrusting into her slick little tunnel.
"See, you like this!" the Canadian snarls, then to the fans. "The little slut likes it!"
Cheers of agreement ring through the arena.
Squirming on the mat, Hayley whimpers in shame. The fingers pumping between her legs begin building an intense pressure she recognizes as an impending orgasm.
I didn't stand a chance against, Alexa! The rookie realizes. And now she's going to make me cum in front of all these fans!
Letting out a moan of surrender, Hayley covers her face in utter humiliation. Her pussy gushes, soaking Alexa's hand, who takes the opportunity to slip a third finger inside her. An orgasmic shiver rips through the girl's shapely body.
"Are you about to cum, you little rookie slut?" The veteran asks, slamming her fingers into the girl's cunt.
"Y-yes," Hayley whimpers in defeat, her legs shaking. The pressure spreading up through her chest makes her rock-hard nipples ache and her head spin.
"Oh no you don't!" Suddenly the Canadian pulls her fingers out and stands up.
Gasping for breath, Hayley looks up at her in confusion. Alexa lifts her bright red boot, then stomps right on the rookie's dripping cunt! The auburn-haired girl screams as pain rips through every curve of her hourglass figure!
The crowd boos and Alexa only grins out at them. She stomps the rookie's pussy again and Hayley can do nothing but mewl in agony!
"You don't get to enjoy this, you little slut!" Alexa growls.
Grabbing a handful of auburn locks, she hauls the rookie up off the mat and shoves her head between her legs. Hayley is completely helpless as the Canadian Saint lifts her up and drives her into the mat with a vicious powerbomb!
Hayley is knocked completely senseless as her naked body crashes down! She offers no resistance as Alexa hooks her leg, nearly folding the girl in half as she pins her shoulders to the mat.
The ref hits the count: 1...2...3!! DING DING DING!!
"And your winner by pinfall," the announcer begins. "Now advancing to the semi-finals, the Canadian Saint, ALEXA FLOOD!"
The crowd boos as the victor's hand is raised. Poor Hayley lays at her feet, humiliated, stripped down to nothing but her fishnets and converse.
Back in the announcers' booth, Lance is practically panting. "Hell of a match! Hell of a match, Mur-man!"
"You can't be serious?" Alders responds. "It was barely a match at all, Hayley was completely dominated by the Canadian Saint!"
"Exactly!" Lance smarms. "Look at her down there, completely naked and barely conscious...just the way I like 'em!"
"Real classy, Lance, real classy!" Alders shakes his head, as the color man cackles in response. "Anyway, with Flood punching her ticket to the semis, let's check in with Alison who's standing by with another sexy superstar!"
In the interview area backstage, Alison is standing by. "Thank you, Murray! At this time allow me to introduce Brittany Love!"
Brittany is slender girl with a slinky brunette bob, and an easy, likable smile. She's wearing a blue flannel shirt, tied between her modest breasts, showing off a flat tummy, and a casual pair of blue jeans.
"Thanks, Alison!" the superstar gushes, a touch of country in her voice. "This has all just been some kind of whirlwind! I can barely even believe I'm here!"
"I understand you were called in as an alternate after another competitor failed her physical," the interviewer goes on. "Now you'll be competing on the next episode in the opening round of the SEXXX Championship tournament against Misty Smolders!"
"And it is just an incredible opportunity," Brittany says. "I get the chance to go from ridin' the pine to winning the top prize? It's like my daddy always said..."
"What do ya tell a woman with two black eyes?" Suddenly a man interrupts the interview. He's tall and lean, wearing a Lynyrd Skynyrd tee-shirt with the sleeves cut off. His dirty blond hair looks like he cuts it himself. "Nothing...you done told her twice! That's what my daddy used to say! Haw!"
Brittany's friendly smile shifts to a suspicious glare.
"Trent Jasper what are you doing here?" Alison asks turning to the man. "I'm trying to conduct an interview!"
"As you may or may not know, I have taken over management duties for my girlfriend, Misty Smolders," Trent explains in his lazy southern drawl. "And as such, I'm here to inform y'all that this interview ought to be being done with my girl!"
Brittany takes a step towards him. "If it's so important she get her time, where is she?"
"Well, y'know she's just so fed up with your cutsie-wootsie girl-next-door routine," Trent replies. "She wasn't sure she could control herself!"
"Is that so?"
"But she wanted me to let you know," he goes on. "That in y'all's match on the next episode, the bitch-from-down-the-street gon' come a knockin' on that door and send you back to the second string where you belong!"
"Lemme put this in terms you'll understand, Trent," Brittany growls. "I'm gonna go through Misty like a twister through a trailer park!"
"Hey now that ain't funny!" the man shouts after Brittany, as she stomps away from the interview area. "My grandpappy lost-"
"Well it's looks like there's already a storm brewing for next time," Alison interjects for the camera. "Murray, back to you!"
In the announcers' booth, Lance turns to Alders. "I can't wait Mur-man!" he says. "We get to find out what happens when the girl-next-door meets the bitch-from-down-the-street!"
"Certainly two ladies with a lot to prove," the older announcer agrees. "But no more than the two competitors in tonight's MAIN EVENT! This match is guaranteed to be highly competitive as the Punisher Piper Brooks takes on Carmen Garcia!"
"I'm definitely with Brooks on this one!" Lance groans. "I've been dying to see Garcia's thick Latin booty get stripped since I found out she'd been signed!"
"Well if anyone's going to show it to you, it just might be the punishing submission expert," Alders replies. "However, she's going to have her hands full with the high flying style of the woman known around the world as the Heart-stoppa!"
"This is what S-E-triple X is all about!" Lance agrees. "Two gorgeous women clashing with two wild styles, but only one can mark a 'W' in the record books...I can't wait, Mur-man, let's go to the ring!"
The heavy bass of a Marilyn Manson song rolls through the arena as a dark-skinned woman appears at the top of the entry ramp. Her bright purple hair is cut into a wide mohawk, over a stern featured face. She has a tight athletic body, with impressively muscular arms. She's wearing MMA gloves and a plain black sports bra displaying her shredded abs. A pair of black trunks cling to her narrow hips, sporting a white skull on the butt, over sheer black tights and kick-pads with "Punish" down the sides.
"Making her way to the ring," Jerry Mandela shouts. "Fighting out of the FTW Dojo, with measurements; 38D-28-30...she is the Punisher Piper Brooks!"
The crowd gives a lukewarm welcome, some boos mixed with a smattering of respectful applause. Piper stalks to the ring with deadly focus.
Quickly, the music switches to the up-beat energy of a Pitbull song and the crowd begins to buzz with excitement. In the entrance way a gorgeous raven-haired Latina turns around to show off her large, almost perfectly heart-shaped ass! She's wearing a pair of cheetah print hiphuggers, cut teasingly to show off the lower curves of her prominent booty! Her tanned, shapely thighs are bare, leading down to pink kick-pads. Above her slim midsection is a long sleeve crop top, cheetah print as well. Over one of her modest breasts is a pink symbol designed to look like a heart-shaped stopwatch. A simple wag of her shapely tail triggers a thunderous applause from the gawking fans!
"And her opponent," the announcer shouts over the cheers. "Hailing from Silver City, New Mexico and measuring it at 30B-24-38! She is known as the Heart-stoppa, Carmen Garcia!!"
The sexy Latina sashays to the ring, with the full support of the crowd. She hops up on the ring apron, giving her fans a salacious twerking display before stepping through the ropes.
Looking perturbed, Piper is waiting in her corner. "If you're done shaking that fat ass, can we get down to business?"
"Why, chica? Are you in such a big hurry to lose?" Carmen shoots back.
Piper's stern features twist in a snarl. "I'm gonna make you tap like the little bitch you are!"
"Bring it!" Carmen snaps.
DING DING!! The ref signals for the bell and the women charge forward into a stiff lock-up.
The quicker of the two, Carmen sinks in an arm-drag that sends Piper tumbling across the ring. The crowd cheers and the Latina gives them a quick little booty shake in response...though she knows better than to let her attention wander too far from such a dangerous opponent.
Piper pops to her feet with growl, and they circle each other before locking-up again. This time, she slips through Carmen's defenses, snatching control of her wrist. No match for the Punisher's strength and technique, the Latina can only groan as her arm is twisted and lightning shocks through her shoulder. Driven to her knees by the pain, Carmen whines helplessly as Piper reaches across to the other shoulder. Then she rolls over the top, driving Garcia's shoulders into the mat and cinching the Latina into a tight cradle!
The ref pounds the mat: 1...2...and Carmen is barely able to escape a sudden defeat!
Piper gives the Latina's big round ass a spank as she scrambles away. Across the ring, Garcia springs to her feet, temper flaring as she rubs her stinging booty. A trill of excitement races through her realizing she's in for a fight.
"Almost had ya, bitch!" the Punisher gloats.
The Heart-stoppa grins. "I've beaten lots of perras who think they almost had me!"
Both women approach with more caution now. Piper snaps a stinging kick into Carmen's shapely thigh. The Latina grunts in pain, retreating a step. When the purple-haired woman moves in to follow up, Carmen is able to hook a second arm drag, throwing her for a loop. This time when Piper pops back to her feet, the Latina hits her with a drop kick that knocks her through the ropes and out of the ring!
As Piper sprawls onto the floor, Carmen twerks in the ring delighting the raucous fans! Then before the other woman can recover, the Heart-stoppa charges across the ring leaping over the top rope and crushing Brooks with flipping plancha!
The crowd roars in excitement!
Carmen grabs her dazed opponent and rolls her back into the ring, following in for an immediate cover. The ref counts; 1...2-but Piper kicks out!
Carmen springs to her feet even as her opponent is rolling to her knees. The fiery Latina whips a kick across the back of the other woman's head before she can stand. Piper collapses back to the mat and Garcia dives on top for another cover; 1...2-Piper kicks out again!
This time the Latina lets her get up to her hands and knees, then grabs the edges of her opponent's sports bra. She tugs the garment over Piper's head, exposing her plump round breasts!
The crowd howls at the sight of her mocha tits, tipped with sweet chocolate nipples!
Lance: "Whoa! I didn't expect the Punisher to have such a nice pair of jugs!"
Alders: "I didn't expect Garcia to be the aggressor in stripping her opponent!"
Lance: "That spicy Latin strumpet's a veteran Alders, she knows if you embarrass your opponent, get 'em angry in the ring, they might make a mistake!"
Alders: "Well I'm not sure Brooks is the kind of opponent I'd want angry at me in that ring!"
Piper scrambles back, covering her chest and glaring up at the taunting Garcia. Enraged, she jumps to her feet and charges.
Carmen ducks a reckless clothesline and runs for the ropes thinking she has the match well in hand. However, as she rebounds towards the center, her opponent surprises her with a sudden back kick! Knocked off her feet, the Latina scrambles back up, only to be blasted in the tits with a second kick, before getting rocked by a vicious left hook!
Stunned by the combo, Carmen staggers to the corner, clutching her jaw. The Punisher stalks in, grabbing her arms and hooking them over the ropes. A barrage of body shots blast the air from Garcia's lungs and leave her slumped against the turnbuckles. Gasping for breath, she's totally defenseless as Piper grabs the front of her crop top and tears it open, shredding the garment and exposing her perky little breasts!
Even in her dazed state, a wave of humiliation rolls through Garcia, as the crowd roars at the sight of her firm tanned orbs and dark nipples.
Piper steps back, crossing her arms under her own exposed, but much larger breasts. "How do you like it, bitch?"
Before Carmen can recover enough to even reply, the Punisher lunges forward driving a fist into her left breast! The Latina squeals in pain, only to have her other tit punched as well. Piper fires punch after punch into Garcia's naked boobs. Unable to defend herself, the Latina cries out as her sensitive breasts are abused by her vicious opponent.
Finally, the ref steps in, forcing Piper back to allow Carmen out of the corner. The Latina staggers out, holding her aching chest. Piper grins, spinning into a roundhouse kick that slams across Garcia's jaw!
Raven hair flies wildly as her head snaps to the side, and Carmen drops to her knees. Brooks grabs the tattered remains of her opponents top and pulls it off, leaving the Latina completely topless.
The crowd goes wild as the Punisher holds the garment high. A chant begins to spread through the arena and soon all the fans, or at least all the horny ones are chanting in unison: "SHOW US DAT ASS! SHOW US DAT ASS! SHOW US DAT ASS!"
Lance: "This is my kind of crowd, Mur-man!"
Alders: "You just might be about to get your wish, Lance, Garcia seems pretty defenseless at the moment!"
Lance (standing up in the booth, waving his pink fedora): "Show us dat ass! Show us dat ass!"
Carmen can hear the thunderous chant, and even with her head spinning she knows she has to get away from the dangerous Brooks. She begins crawling towards the ropes, when she feels two hands grabbing the waistband of her cheetah print hiphuggers. Kicking back with one leg, she drives Piper back and forces herself to stand. Carmen fires off a forearm strike but there's not enough strength behind it. Piper only grins, letting the Latina land a second to precious little effect. When she winds up a for a third, the Punisher drives a kick into her trim stomach. Garcia groans, doubling over breathlessly.
Piper dives over her back, grabbing the pink waistband of those cheetah print trunks mid-somersault and yanks them down!
The crowd roars at the sight of the Latina's salacious booty! Her big curvy cheeks are evenly tanned and perfectly heart-shaped. Not yet completely naked, she's wearing a hot pink thong that only adds to the fervor of the horny fans!
Lance (fanning himself with his pink fedora): "Now I know why they call her the Heart-stoppa, Murray!"
Alders: "A stunning young lady, that's for sure! But Brooks is still going to have to get those panties off if she wants the stripping bonus..."
Lance: "I'd eat a mile of her shit just to lick that ass!"
Alders: "Whoa ho! DEE-SGUS-TING!!"
Feeling every eye in the arena devouring her nearly-naked ass, Carmen grabs for her trunks to pull them up. Before she can, Piper hooks her leg, dragging her down to the mat and removing them completely. The Latina gasps in dismay, left wearing nothing but her thong and kickpads.
She quickly realizes that is the least of her worries as Piper crawls on top of her. Carmen tries to get away but she's no match for the strength of the Punisher, who controls her easily in the scramble. The Latina is all but powerless as her legs are tied in a knot, finding herself trapped in the Indian-death-lock! Piper leans back, using her own legs to torque the submission hold, and pain rips through Carmen's curvaceous hips!
Squirming on the mat, the helpless Latina can neither escape the hold nor reach her opponent to fight free. She can only whine in powerless agony as the Punisher tortures her.
Forcing herself to focus, Carmen summons her strength, rolling over and dragging herself, still entangled by her opponent, towards the ropes.
"Oh no you don't!" Piper growls.
The purple-mohawked competitor flips around, turning her hips and transitioning seamlessly into a Texas-cloverleaf. She pulls Carmen's already tangled stems off the mat, threading through and hooking them with her powerful arms, then sits down on her back.
The raven-haired Latina cries out as the pain spreads from her hips through her back. Her entire body begins to ache as Piper sinks deeper, stealing her breath and any strength she had mustered. As the submission hold tightens, Carmen feels the chance of victory slipping away realizing she is outmatched by the Punisher's flawless technique.
Feeling the Latina's spirit beginning to weaken, Piper wrenches back. Hearing Carmen mewl in pain makes her chocolate nipples harden, tingling with excitement. The purple-mohawked superstar savors every agonized tremble of her opponents yielding curves as she nearly bends her in half.
Moaning in anguish, Carmen can do nothing but squirm in the expertly applied submission. With her legs tied in a knot and her head spinning from the pain, she realizes she can't take much more.
As Carmen lifts her hand to tap out, Piper's declaration from the beginning of the match echoes through her mind: "I'm gonna make you tap like the little bitch you are!"
Digging deep, The Heart-stoppa refuses to become Piper's "little bitch!" She plants her hands on the mat, summoning every ounce of strength she can. Fighting the hold, she pushes up off the mat and drives through her powerful legs with all she's got!
Sensing her determination, the crowd begins to cheer her on and this time she welcomes their chant: "CARMEN! CARMEN! CARMEN!!"
Piper feels the shift immediately and tries to lock down the Texas-cloverleaf, but her opponent will not be contained. Spurred by the enthusiastic fans Carmen explodes out of the hold, throwing Piper across the ring with force!
The crowd erupts in support of her escape!
Unfortunately, Carmen has taken too much damage to recover quickly, and Piper is already stalking towards her. She tries to crawl to the corner, but a humiliating kick in the booty pitches her forward. A hand coils into her raven locks, and the Latina whimpers as her face is yanked up off the mat.
"Where do you think you're going?" Brooks taunts. "I'm not done with your fat Latin ass!"
The Latina yelps as a hand whips across her mostly-naked backside. Spent from the exertion of breaking the Texas cloverleaf, she can't escape the spanking. Piper slaps her big jiggly butt mercilessly, alternating between the plump round cheeks until they nearly match her bright pink thong! The stinging pain spreads across her booty as Carmen cries and whimpers, paralyzed by the humiliation of being so dominated by her opponent. There is no relief when the spanking ends, as Piper immediately grabs hold of that pink thong.
"No! Stop!" Garcia whines as her panties are pulled over the curve her burning ass and down her quivering thighs!
The crowd roars as the sexy Latina is finally stripped completely naked! Awash in humiliation she curls into a ball on the mat.
Piper stands up, holding the skimpy pink thong over her head in triumph! The fans grow even more feverish, drinking in the sight of her own mocha jugs bobbing and jiggling as she parades around the ring. She tosses the Latina's underwear out to the crowd, nearly causing a riot. When she turns back, Carmen is pulling herself up in the corner.
Her raven hair is a sweaty mess, hanging in inky waves around her bare shoulders. Her perky little tits are quivering as she draws in ragged breaths. Her curvaceous hips are trembling as she tries to conceal the tasty little slit between her shapely thighs. Her pink kickpads are the only clothes she has left, bringing a humiliated flush to her cheeks...even though the rest of her beautiful face is set in grim determination!
"Still got some fight in you?" Piper realizes, trying to conceal her surprise.
"Not done yet, puta!" the Latina snarls.
The Punisher charges and Carmen barely slips out of the way letting her slam into the turnbuckles! The Latina's legs are unsteady, but she manages to fire a kick into the other woman's back. Piper cries out in pain and surprise, taking another kick in the ribs as she tries to turn back towards her opponent. She steps out of the corner, throwing vicious punches! Carmen manages to slip a left hook, then ducks the follow up right. Then before Piper can reset she leaps into the air, wraps her shapely legs around the woman's purple-mohawked head and takes her over with a hurricanrana! Brooks tumbles across the ring, cursing in frustration.
The crowd cheers and Carmen feels a rush of adrenaline!
Feeling her strength returning, the Latina runs off the ropes using the rebound to gain momentum. Clamoring to her feet, Piper is completely unprepared as Carmen charges in, leaping, turning in midair and blasting her in the face with that big, naked booty! Piper's head snaps back as she goes crashing to the mat with a cry of pain!
The Heart-stoppa lands on her feet feeling a rush of energy! The crowd roars in excitement, both at the results of her patented flying butt attack and at finally getting to see the Latina's gorgeous naked body on full display.
Piper is already starting to get up, so the Latina grabs her by the head, dragging her back to the corner. Running up the turnbuckles, the Heart-stoppa spins through the air and plants her dark-skinned adversary with a tornado DDT! The Punisher goes limp on the mat, and Carmen wastes no time hooking her leg for the pin!
The ref hits the mat: 1...2...Piper kicks out with a desperate gasp!
Springing back to her feet, the Heart-stoppa brings the crowd nearly to a frenzy with a jiggly naked twerk!
Behind her Brooks is standing on wobbly legs. Carmen hits the ropes leveling her opponent with a second flying butt attack!
Leaving Piper on the mat, the high-flying Latina points towards the top rope. The fans are on their feet now, chanting: "HEART STOP-AH!! HEART STOP-AH!!"
The Heart-stoppa climbs to the top turnbuckle, drawing her aim on the stunned Punisher. Leaping into the air she executes a graceful shooting-star-press, dropping onto Brooks and crushing her into the mat!
The dazzled crowd roars, counting along with the ref as Carmen covers for the pin: 1...2...somehow Piper kicks out just before the final count!!
The entire crowd gasps in unison and Garcia cannot hide her own disbelief!
Piper crawls to the ropes, using them to climb back to her feet. The naked Latina circles the ring, gathering the fans' support into a thunderous rumble. She stalks back to her opponent, grabbing her arm for an Irish whip...with a sudden burst of energy, the Punisher ducks into a short-arm counter, pulling Garcia into a powerful waist-lock!
Before Carmen can counter that simple hold, she's thrown backwards in a brutal German suplex! Her head and shoulders are driven into the mat as her curvy naked body folds in half, leaving her dazed and disoriented. Keeping hold of her waist, Piper bridges up to pin the stunned Latina.
The ref makes the count: 1...2...the fans cheer in relief as Carmen kicks out at the last possible instant!
However, even as she escapes that pinning predicament, Carmen can feel the Punisher gliding over her! Fearing those devastating mat skills, she immediately tries to scramble away. Before she can, the stronger woman pulls her back, slithering two powerful legs around her slender torso. Garcia tries to counter the scissor lock, but a simple twist of the hips forces her onto her stomach. Controlled by Piper's superior technique, the Latina's confidence and energy begin to fade. Squirming desperately, Carmen is powerless against her opponent's strength. She moans in despair, unable to keep her legs from being tied back into a knot. Overwhelmed and exhausted, the Latina is helpless as her opponent transitions seamlessly from body scissor into the Texas cloverleaf!
Locking in those shapely stems with her powerful arms, Piper sinks down and leans back mercilessly. Carmen screams as instant agony erupts through her hips and back! Her curvy body nears its breaking point as her adversary bends her in half. Still she digs in, trying to push up and out like she did before but Brooks only tightens the hold, peeling an agonized squeal through the Latina's lips. Clawing the mat, she tries to pull herself towards the ropes but it's no use. The Punisher has her this time!
Mewling in helpless anguish, Carmen knows she is trapped in the expertly applied submission hold. Feeling her firm little tits pressed against the mat reminds her of the humiliation she'd suffered beyond being dominated by Piper's expert submission skills. As her naked body is cinched tighter in the Texas cloverleaf, pain and hopelessness make her head spin. A final moan of despair crawls from her throat as the Latina accepts her defeat.
Carmen slaps the mat in submission! Burning with shame, she realizes that the Punisher has followed through on her original declaration, making the Latina her little bitch and forcing her to tap out!
Seeing Garcia's surrender, the referee calls for the bell: DING! DING!! DING!!
Piper leans back, keeping Carmen trapped in the cloverleaf. The defeated Latina can only squeal pleadingly.
"See? Now you're my little bitch!" Piper gloats, wrenching back one last time before releasing the hold.
Carmen whimpers in relief as her legs flop back to the mat. Tears of humiliation and disappointment begin to well, as she looks down at her naked curves. It was not the first time she'd lost a match, but she had come so close to winning...only to fall prey to a superior technique and be forced to tap out.
Standing over the decimated Latina, Piper Brooks punches a triumphant fist into the air, giving the crowd a final display of her voluptuous mocha breasts.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the ring announcer cries. "Your winner by submission, and advancing to the semi-finals of the SEXXX Championship tournament...THE PUNISHER!!"
The fans' reaction is mixed, drinking in the gorgeous sight of the topless competitor but clearly dissatisfied with her victory.
Back in the announcers' booth, Lance's bearded face is split by a wide grin. "Remind me never to wear jeans to the announce table, Mur-man," he says. "I need something a lot roomier with competitors as sexy as the Heart-stoppa!"
"Show a little respect!" Alders snaps. "That beautiful young lady put up one hell of a fight against one hell of an opponent, and there's no shame in losing to someone with the skills of Piper Brooks!"
"There's no shame in losing to someone with the rack of Piper Brooks!" Lance cackles, fanning himself with his pink fedora. "Don't act so stiff, Alders, we got to see two absolutely gorgeous ladies stripped naked, on top of some tremendous in-ring action...and it's only the first night! I am loving S-E-triple X!!"
"Well, I'm afraid I can't disagree with you there!" Alders nods. "And there's so much more to come! The SEXXX Championship tournament continues next time as we have two more first round match ups!"
"That's right, Mur-man," Lance agrees. "And I can't wait to see the trailer-park diva Misty Smolders take on the girl-next-door Brittany Love!"
"Sure to be a barn burner!" Alders replies. "But don't forget we'll also get to see veteran bruiser Mean Momma D as she looks to spoil the SEXXX debut of international superstar The Stubborn Angel Jenna Knight!"
"Momma D's gonna be here?" Lance groans in disgust. "I may have to call in sick next time..."
"Well he might but you won't want to!" Alders turns to the camera excitedly. "You won't want to miss a minute of the sexy action still to come, so tune in next time, right here on SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT XXX!"