The Next Round

It's the next day and you're back in the ring.

You'd like to say you're ready, but you're suffering. You're covered in bruises, particularly you're ass after receiving such punishment from The Raven the day before. You've no doubt that if this was an actual wrestling competition, you'd have no chance of winning today. But you've managed to use your brain to get through so far, so you're hoping you can do the same today.

“Back for more is our Challenger, now with two hard-fought victories. And his opponent tonight will be... The Cowgirl!

A beautiful petite blonde walks into the ring. She has medium length hair, slightly wavy, which curls up at the bottom. She is wearing a tight-fitting blue and red check shirt, which is barely containing her ample bosom. Her very short denim short-shorts, which are frayed at the edges, show off her gorgeous legs and perfect ass.

She seems very spunky, and is making a show of waving and blowing kisses to the crowd. She then turns to you, holds out her hand and blows you a kiss too. Quite a nice thing to do, you think, until she then uses her outstretched hand to give you the finger. The crowd found this hilarious, and she encourages them to laugh out loud at your expense.

“My, my. You are a gullible one, aren't you sugar?” She purrs at you, with a wry smile.

You are smarting with frustration as the announcer begins the match.

You are **** to launch yourself into a physical contest straight away, because of your numerous injuries. So, you concentrate on batting away The Cowgirl's hands as she attempts to grapple you in the ring. This back and forth of attack and defence lasts for a few minutes, and you nearly get caught out a couple of times.

Impatiently, The Cowgirl rushes at you, and knocks you flat on your back with a powerful clothes-line. She's obviously much stronger than she appears.

While you are dazed, she rushes on you and, despite your struggles, manages to pull off your trousers, revealing your bruised ass and semi-hard cock to the crowd. She swings the trousers around her head, and parades them to the audience, before throwing them at a particularly keen looking pair of guys near the front.

During this time you are able to get back on your feet, and prepare for the next ****.

As she attempts to grapple you, you dodge her hands and grab her shirt buttons, and rip them open. The buttons fly across the ring, and you remove her shirt in one swift motion. Her large breasts, being held by a slutty pink bra, are now exposed to the world.

You twirl her shirt around your head, and throw it into the audience.

“Well done, sugar” She says, making no attempt to cover her breasts. Instead she puts her hands on her hips. “you've made some progress, but that might be worse for you.” She arches her back, and sticks out her chest whilst flicking her hair over her shoulder in a seductive manner.

You drink in her beauty with your eyes, feel your cock grow rock solid, and your mind fill with lust and desire.

She's right, things have taken a turn for the worst if you were to ever win this fight.