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"Lorna Summers. Ruby's friend, right-hand woman, sparring partner, enforcer, and winner of my last 20 fights. Surprised the phony Queen of Tights hasn't read about me," she said in an arrogant tone as she pointed her thumb at herself.

"Sorry," I said, "but I canceled my subscription to Jobbers Illustrated and missed the cover story on you. Now, look, Toots, just tell your gal that we're fighting here next week. Make sure gets ready to try to put on a decent fight because my TV production team will be filming it. It seems Ruby's acid tongue is attracting more interest than her fighting skills. Let her know. Got all that, Missy?"

"I''ve got nothing, bitch!" she replied. "I don't work for you. Shove that message up your fat ass and get the hell out of here before I give you an ass-whipping.Got that?."

I sighed and said, "If you need convincing, oh well."

I then hit hit Lorna in the nose with a jab. Then two more jabs to the mouth before she could blink.

"Need we continue?" I asked coyly.

Lorna's answer were two spin kicks to the head that I easily avoided. I replied with a hook to the ribs, and lefts and rights to her face. I knocked her feet out from under her and used a leg scissors to crush the broken bones in her ribs.

Then I grabbed her right leg and lifted it high in the air in a leg lock. Then I began twisting her ankle.

"Are you going to deliver the message?" I asked politely.

"Fuck you ... ooow ...oww," she screamed.

"Ok. have it your way, Burger Queen," I said.

The snap of her ankle being broken was greeted with an ear-piercing scream folloed by "Yes, yes, I'll tell her. I'll tell her. Please stop!"

"Make that that, 'Please stop, Carol Ann, the gorgeous Queen of Tights!" I said.

"Please stop, Carol Ann, the gorgeous Queen of Tights. Please!" she said instantaneously.

"Now that's being a good girl," I told her as I let go of her leg and the fractured limb slammed to the mat.

The fight was over, but I still had to make sure Lorna didn't forget any of the message.

Tee, hee, tee!!

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"Lorna Summers. Ruby's friend, right-hand woman, sparring partner, enforcer, and winner of my last 20 fights. Surprised the phony Queen of Tights hasn't read about me," she said in an arrogant tone as she pointed her thumb at herself.

"Sorry," I said, "but I canceled my subscription to Jobbers Illustrated and missed the cover story on you. Now, look, Toots, just tell your gal that we're fighting here next week. Make sure gets ready to try to put on a decent fight because my TV production team will be filming it. It seems Ruby's acid tongue is attracting more interest than her fighting skills. Let her know. Got all that, Missy?"

"I''ve got nothing, bitch!" she replied. "I don't work for you. Shove that message up your fat ass and get the hell out of here before I give you an ass-whipping.Got that?."

I sighed and said, "If you need convincing, oh well."

I then hit hit Lorna in the nose with a jab. Then two more jabs to the mouth before she could blink.

"Need we continue?" I asked coyly.

Lorna's answer were two spin kicks to the head that I easily avoided. I replied with a hook to the ribs, and lefts and rights to her face. I knocked her feet out from under her and used a leg scissors to crush the broken bones in her ribs.

Then I grabbed her right leg and lifted it high in the air in a leg lock. Then I began twisting her ankle.

"Are you going to deliver the message?" I asked politely.

"Fuck you ... ooow ...oww," she screamed.

"Ok. have it your way, Burger Queen," I said.

The snap of her ankle being broken was greeted with an ear-piercing scream folloed by "Yes, yes, I'll tell her. I'll tell her. Please stop!"

"Make that that, 'Please stop, Carol Ann, the gorgeous Queen of Tights!" I said.

"Please stop, Carol Ann, the gorgeous Queen of Tights. Please!" she said instantaneously.

"Now that's being a good girl," I told her as I let go of her leg and the fractured limb slammed to the mat.

The fight was over, but I still had to make sure Lorna didn't forget any of the message.

Tee, hee, tee!!

Prev>

Mature Content

Many thanks to CarolAnnQTights for the story telling and brilliant dialogues. Visit her page for more!