Booking Victims [For Noob!]

[Luncha_Libre]

“H-hey yourself, ngh! Y-you … slag!” Holly was struggling and squirming against Suzume to try and keep her down, not wanting to give any ground if she didn’t absolutely have to. Holly was thinking about the optics of the match now, all these photos being taken. If she could actually look strong and dominant going into the title match against Suzume, maybe that would give her the edge she needed to drop this damned belt!

“AH!” Holly cried out when Suzume thrust her hips, not expecting the smaller girl to fight so viciously to get free. Holly went spilling over, landing hard on her hip and grunting. “D-damn,” Holly said, still trying to hold onto Suzume’s wrists. She would shove against the girl some more, trying to keep her dominant position. However, in fumbling up to her knees, Holly was taking focus off Suzume. She wouldn’t let up on this clumsy, much-less-than-professional ‘lock up’ that was going on, but there was no way she was going to be able to divide her attention effectively. Holly just hoped she could get back on top of her chosen rival before it was too late!

[Noob]

Suzume was really struggling now. She couldn't let herself get taken down by the loser champ and she certainly couldn't let anyone snap a photo of her in this position. Even if it was due to some less than favorable circumstances. "Nnng get...OFF!" She whined yet again. It seemed her struggles had finally paid off. She had jostled Holly enough to give her some room. The woman would not give up though and kept a firm grip on Suzume's wrists.

Caught in what could loosely be called a lock up, Suzume would have a rough time finding an opening. She only needed a moment though if she was going to get an advantage. Unable to overpower Holly, Suzume was pushed onto her back once more. That wouldn't stop the brunette though. She had a plan. Shifting her weight slightly she would attempt to roll the pair onto their side.From there she was hoping to scramble into position to wrap her legs tightly around Holly's frame. She was going to catch the woman in the biggest bodyscissors she could manage and just squeeze her until she was frantically tapping. That was the plan anyway but Suzume would be more than happy if she was just able to scramble away at the very least.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Aaah!” Holly cried out, throwing her head back as she felt Suzume’s legs clamp around her waist. The belt offered her no protection, actually making things worse as the leather strap and unmoving felt made it hard to draw a real breath. Holly frowned, realizing that this scrap, which had devolved from argument to brawl to catfight so quickly she couldn’t even keep up, was totally going against her!

“Nnngh! N-naaow! Let me go!” Holly cried out between moans, face reddening. Suzume threw her over, and Holly winced as her chubby ass hit the bookstore floor. She looked around, but no one seemed willing to call anyone in authority, employees and patrons alike watching in shock as this all played out. Holly knew she was on the verge of another humiliating public defeat if she couldn’t turn this thing around.

“Rrrrghhh,” Holly growled, pushing back against Suzume. She couldn’t get the girl to dislodge her legs, but maybe she could convince her to retreat, she thought. Releasing the girl’s wrists, Holly went for Suzume’s head! Holly wrapped both arms around Suzume’s skull and pulled her close. The intention was for a side headlock, so Holly could at least look like a wrestler, but in reality the best she could manage was to squash Suzume’s face into Holly’s heaving breasts! Pulling her tight, Holly tried to pump her legs, and scramble back on top of her rival. She pumped her legs, skirt hiking upward, starting to expose the bottom curve of her ass, while the British Bombshell attempted to scramble back on top with her full weight!

[Noob]

For now Suzume had the advantage. Her legs were tight around Holly and she was determined to squeeze the other wrestler into submission. She was close, she knew it. In fact she was now confident enough to make a request. "Nnnng give up! And I'll go home...and then beat you more during our ACTUAL match!" The brunette demanded. She gave Holly her ultimatum. If the woman didn't accept than Suzume would feel even less bad when she squeezed the woman senseless.

Now able to keep her legs locked around Holly, Suzume's confidence only grew. Sure it wasn't in the ring but Suzume would take a victory wherever she could get one. Overconfidence would be her downfall though. In one swift motion Holly grabbed the lightweight and pulled her into what the crowd could only assume was supposed to be a headlock. Instead though it ended up being an awkwardly positioned smother. "Ammphhh! Nnnnfff Leh go!" Suzume squealed as her face was pressed tight against Holly's tits. Before she knew it, she was being pushed back and would use her arms to brace herself so that she was still barely sitting up.

Meanwhile Holly had almost crawled atop Suzume and the woman was left with just her eyes peeking up at the woman from between her breasts. The growing crowd was absolutely loving it, snapping pictures at every opportunity. Especially as Holly's skirt began to hike up. The lightweight refused to stop squeezing though. She just needed a few more moments and she was sure she could get Holly to cave just as she suspected her stomach was going to. Hoping to escape a bad position Suzume would continue squirming, trying to pull her face from her foe's grasp and once again trying to toss the pair onto their side. In perhaps a risky move she would swing one of her arms, aiming her fist at Holly's ribs.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly held on for dear life, trying to bury Suzume’s little face as firmly as she could between her hot, heaving breasts. Holly knew this was the least dignified she had possibly ever looked in public—and for the loser’s champion, that was truly saying something!

She winced as Suzume’s legs tightened around her waist. Holly’s face was reddening, the lack of air starting to take its toll on her body. Already in poor shape for a wrestler, Holly wasn’t a woman who could afford to exert herself without air for very long. She looked around, saw the lights in the bookstore begin to dim, the faces around her beginning to blur. Holly panicked, realizing that she was on the verge of something horrible here, without much chance of escape. The two women went to their sides, Holly grunting.

“Why … huuhnn … won’t you … quit …?” Holly groaned, lying on the ground with Suzume. “AAGH!” Holly grunted as she took a stiff shot to the ribs. The British Bombshell knew her cause was hopeless, but she couldn’t just let go. Pressing a foot into the floor, Holly tried to roll back on top of Suzume. Letting her full body weight come down crushingly on the poor girl’s face, Holly wanted to look as dominant as possible as she rolled up on her upcoming challenger, letting her heavy bosom do most of the work. Most of it, but not all.

“Just … uhhn,” Holly moaned, still feeling like her head was swimming, “just go down!” Holly would then release Suzume’s head with her arms, and instead start coming down on her with elbow shots, trying to rock the poor girl. In their rolling about, Holly’s ass hit the leg of a table, bouncing against it hard, making some books spill out onto her back and startling her, giving Suzume an opening as Holly arched her spine, freeing the poor girl’s face …

[Noob]

Despite her best efforts, Suzume was struggling to keep Holly at bay. Even as she tried to squeeze the other woman senseless, they hung on. The two women rolled around while the accumulating crowd cheered them on. Meanwhile they were making quite a mess of the place with books and magazines now decorating the floor. Suzume managed to get Holly onto her side but that only lasted a few moments before the woman surged and rolled back atop the lightweight. "Nnnfff!" Suzume let out a muffled groan, now feeling Holly's full weight press down against her. She was starting to feel like a pancake under her foe.

Suzume could feel her strength fading. With her face continually smushed against Holly's rack it was becoming harder and harder to keep her eyes open. Finally though Holly seemed to give up the effort to land a smother and pulled up. Almost immediately a bright red faced Suzume gasped for breath. "Haaaah!" Suddenly though the air was knocked right out of her lungs though by a couple of hard strikes. "Gaaah nngg! Aaah!" She cried out, already feeling a few bruises coming on.

Finally the two rolling wrestlers came to a stop after Holly crashed into a table and caused a few books to fall onto the pair. An exhausted Suzume would release her grip on Holly and for a few moments just lay on her side panting against the woman's chest. The words "Just go down" echoed in her head. Perhaps at this point that would be the best option. "C...can't give up." Suzume mumbled. She would have rather shouted it but the woman didn't have the energy nor was she feeling that bold. After a little bit of recovering she would place a hand on Holly's side and slowly try to push herself up to her knees if Holly let her.

What had started as a brief trip to find something to read had unexpectedly left Suzume a sweaty mess on the bookstore floor. Sure she might have had some thoughts about ending up that way sometime but they never involved a fight and definitely not with Holly.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly fought hard to keep herself from giving up, but it was hard. In the ring, she felt like all she could do was fight. There, she was supposed to fight. Out here, in a bookstore, it all felt like a humiliating spectacle. One she started, she knew, but still …

“Just … go down … damn you!” Holly grunted, while struggling against Suzume. The lightweight girl had her face firmly pressed between Holly’s ample breasts, and now it felt like she was fighting for dear life. Soon, Holly couldn’t hold on. The girl had gotten her licks in, and Holly’s body was feeling the effects. She would have to release Suzume, frustration mounting as she failed to put the smaller girl away. Suzume broke free, and pressed herself off of Holly, and the Brit’s face burned. Her clothes were disheveled, her body aching. She knew that this story was going to make it to all the wrestling websites. Loser’s champ picks fight in bookstore. Loser’s champ loser outside the ring. Booked to fail: Loser’s Champ at it again.

Holly looked over at Suzume, gasping for air on the bookstore floor. Some of the patrons were milling around them, wondering if they should call for help or try to finally pry the girl apart. Holly winced. She could feel her skirt riding up, her ass cheeks poking out the bottom now. Her jacket was half-off, and her ‘championship’ belt was on display. Suzume was getting up to her knees, Holly felt the girl pressing off on her. She looked around the floor, hoping for some way to salvage this situation.

As some of the patrons started to approach them, and an employee asked if the girls could get up, Holly eyed a book. A massive hardcover, a collection of trashy penny dreadfuls. Holly reached for the thick hardcover, gripped it in her hands … then pushed herself up to her own knees. Book in both hands, Holly went for a massive, downward swing from overhead, looking to bring the book down hard on Suzume’s face, giving a loud war cry as she put her entire body behind the swing!

[Noob]

With her hair more of a mess and out of place than usual, Suzume was properly disheveled. She would slowly prop herself up on her elbows. The lightweight saw a few concerned employees and while she hadn't asked for any help, her eyes were practically screaming for it. The brunette really didn't want to fight anymore since it seemed the more they did the worse the situation was getting for both wrestlers. Suzume had already reached a hand out to one of the employees in hopes of being helped up. This however broke possibly one of the most important rules of fighting, keep your eyes on your opponent.

Suzume didn't see Holly reaching for the book and only took notice out of the corner of her eye when the book was raised. Suzume didn't even have time to get her hands in front of her face before Holly let out a battle cry and slammed the book down right on Suzume's face. The woman yelped as she saw Holly swinging. This was followed by a loud thud and pained cry from Suzume. The surrounding crowd of customers let out a collective gasp while the girl's head fell to the floor. Just like that, after one brutal swing, she was out. For a few moments Suzume would lay there weakly groaning as the bookstore staff finally started to get involved in an attempt to break the fight up now that it was over.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly was on the floor, her curvy body heaving as she gasped for air. In just a quick brawl, the Brit had ended up totally gassed, but her fracas with Suzume had been much more intense and even than many of her in-ring encounters. With just seconds before the two women’s bodies would be pried apart by desperate bookstore employees, Holly’s fingers had found the nice fat hardcover, and she’d swung for the fences.

A cheap shot? Absolutely, but Holly wasn’t thinking about fighting fair, just about how badly she didn’t want to walk out of this bookstore looking like a wimp yet again. Instead, the Brit put all of her remaining energy into bringing her book down in a merciless arc across Suzume’s face, and sending an emphatic message. There was a yelp, and a “THUD,” and a loud murmur of shock through the store. Holly looked down to see Suzume laid out below her.

“YES!” Holly shouted, dropping the book and pumping her fists. “Get a photo of that, you bastards! There’s your picture! Promote your match with that!” Sure enough, Holly could see some patrons getting their camera phones out, and the British Bombshell flashed a wide grin as she imagined the first-ever pictures of her looking dominant. At that point, she didn’t even care that employees were grabbing her around the waist, the shoulders, an arm, one opportunistic creep even managing to cup a firm handful of DD-cup breast as they pulled Holly off the floor. Holly continued to smile as she stared down at Suzume, the certain knowledge that she was surely banned from this particular bookstore being second in her mind, to a flash of confidence. “This belt’s all yours, you tart! Just you wait! At We Are LAW, you’re taking this bloody thing home! Tell her that! When she wakes up, tell her!”