Post by Dave Knowles on Apr 3, 2020 10:20:33 GMT
Words by Knowlesey - Pictures by cbr
It’s no secret that these two actresses hate each other. Jennifer was living with French ice skater Sylvain Longchambon, who was then paired with Samia in TV Show ‘Dancing on Ice’ in 2013, and he famously ‘dumped’ Jennifer on Christmas Day to move in with Samia, who he has since married and has a family. Although Jennifer has moved on, she still hates Samia, as do other women who’s husbands and partners were seduced by the slut, and there are many people who want Jennifer to give Samia a real beating
Able to shed the shackles of weight divisions, with Jennifer just over the flyweight limit in BBU, the pair can sort their differences in a different format, as we join the action, with the announcer already in full flow
"Tonight, Apartment Lingerie Boxing Association proudly presents you a clash of two British beauties who haven't met before and who have enough hatred for each other for a hundred girls!" Fans cheer as he continues, "In the red corner, from Newcastle, please welcome, Jennifer, ‘Geordie’ Metcalfe!"Jennifer slowly walks into the room wearing a black robe and red boxing gloves. Her coaches help her slip out of her robe, revealing her gorgeous frame in black bra and panties with matching black stockings and suspender belt as she smiles seductively, “Don’t worry, girls, this is the night when the Ghadie slut gets her come uppence! And I have plans for her!”
The announcer whistles silently, and continues, "And In the blue corner, her opponent – the original ‘Manchester Tart’ – Samia ‘Slut’ Ghadie" and in comes Samia, all pout and preen, in her baby blue gloves and robe, which she sheds to reveal herself in a sheer white bra and panties with matching stockings and suspender belt, licking her lips, “Metcalfe! I took your man, and now I’m gonna take you!” to a crescendo of boos and jeers from the watching masses
The girls kick their stilettoes off and the referee tells them the rules as they sneer and glare at each other in silence, and her sends them back to their corners, and we wait for the bell to ring
Neither girl hesitates and the action is brisk and savage, Jennifer hitting Samia hard in the face with two, three quick left jabs, the smaller girl standing her ground, letting go some hefty shots to Jen’s midriff, the noise of leather on skin echoing around the room, then Jennifer clinches, and hold Samia’s head still with her left glove on the back of her head, thudding her right into the smaller girl’s face a few times before the ref comes between them, Samia’s corner yelling, “Come on ref!” but he looks happy to let the fight continue as it is, Jen swatting Samia across her tits witha left hook, sending her staggering, then she follows up and hits her prey in the face again, left hook, right hook, another left, blood and snot flying from Samia’s nose as she takes those punches, Jen pushing her back against the wall, Samia keeping her gloves up, but Jen soon brings them down as she crashes a short left uppercut into Samia’s solar plexus, then smashes another left and another right into her face, and Samia drops to the mat. The referee’s in no hurry to count, and Samia is up at 6, lands a double left hook in Jen’s ribs, and shows the taller girl she isn’t done as the bell rings to end the opening round, Samia still fighting, and hitting Jen in the mouth way after the bell, the referee dragging the girls apart
In their corners now, Jennifer is fuming, her team putting ice packs on her reddened ribs, but telling her to calm down, while Samia’s guys have work to do, their girl bleeding from her nose and mouth, the soft tissue around her eyes already swollen and looking sore as they encourage her to work harder on Jen’s body
Now it’s round 2, and once again the girls get stuck into each other, Samia the aggressor as she hits Jen to the ribs with a left hook, and then another, Jen dropping back half a step, drawing Samia in, then thudding a couple of right handers into her face, following that withe left, and she’s hurt Samia again, whispering, “Little slut!” as she rifles punches into Samia’s midriff, then hold her steady again to crash three right handed punches into her face, the referee taking his time to part them, Samia’s face a mask of blood as the girls reset, and Jen rips into her body, crashing left and right hooks into her ribs and midsection, pushes her back and thuds a right hook into her cheek, Samia going down on the mat hard for a second time, the referee pretending to be too busy to count, so that she gets to her feet at 7, the referee insisting her corner rubs her face with her towel, which comes away red, Samia bleeding from a cut to her left eyebrow as well now, and Jennifer wastes no time in getting into her again, two right jabs to Samia’s face sending her backwards into the wall, where Jen lays into her body some more, Samia sinking to her knees, but the bell rings anyway, and her cornermen take her away
Jennifer’s corner are telling her, “Finish her off now!” but she laughs, “Not yet! I’m having fun!” Samia’s having no fun at all, her cornermen straightening her nose as best they can, and trying to seal her split eyebrow, telling her, “Come on! Fight back!”which is easy to say, but tough to do against a hyped up opponent
Back in the centre of the room after the bell, Jennifer whups Samia backwards with a sharp short armed uppercut to her mouth, then she lays into her body again, Samia’s ribs and midsection looking bruised and painful as she screams in pain when those red gloves hit home, Jen giving her no respite as she hits her again, this time to her face, Samia’s left eye streaming blood and closing, before Jennifer straightens her up, punching her to the shoulders to keep her upright, then, with fans cheering in delight, she hammers a right hook and then a left into Samia’s battered face, the poor girl going down for a fourth time, for yet another exceptionally slow count, the referee actually helping her up at 8, telling her, “You deserve this, you whore!” and Jennifer wades in again, hits her back to the wall and clinches, “What are you, Ghadie? Tell me!” A whimpering Samia whispers back, “I’m a cheap slut!” and a grinning Jennifer crashes another right hander into the smaller girl’s belly, then lifts her upright with neat little uppercuts, sprawling her against the wall again, sets her up nicely for a couple of left hook, then a right hook, and Samia goes down yet again, eyes fluttering, as the referee stands over her, but the bell rings, and he says that the fight must continue, and that Samia hasn’t been knocked out
Jennifer surely has had her revenge now, her cornermen fawning over their girl, the referee with her too, as Jennifer asks him quietly, “You want her?” and he nods eagerly, so she grins, “Then she’s yours after!” Meanwhile, the girl they’re talking about is in her corner, her entourage feverishly working on her, left eye shut now, nose almost certainly broken, and her ribs are heavily bruised as well. Samia’s position isn’t made any easier when the referee appears, “Jen owns you, you slut! And she’s pimping you out to allcomers! Me first!”
The bell rings, and away the girls go again for a fourth round, Jennifer quickly smacking Samia in the face with left and right jabs, the smaller girl trying to hit Jen’s body, but her punches are weak, and Jennifer laughs, slams her own right hook into Samia’s ribs, and tells her, “That’s how to do it!” as the smaller girl yelps and sobs, teeters backwards, and Jen’s setting her up again, driving her backwards with accurate jabs, blood running down Samia’s face as she feels the wall at her back, and she seems to brace herself, knowing the end is coming, Jennifer licking her lips, “You’re my bitch!” and Samia just croaking, “I know” before she eats leather again, a left hook to her mouth, then a right, her gumshield sent flying, before Jennifer’s left hook ends her interest in the proceedings, crashing into her already broken nose, and sending her down for a sixth and final time
Jennifer is so excited as she puts her shows back on, and she’s preening herself around the room as Samia is slowly brought back into the land of the living, her cornermen making sure she can walk unaided, even if she’s still a little wobbly, before Jennifer dismisses them, “Nothing for you to do now, boys! She’s mine!” and she grabs Samia by the hair, and, as the crowd cheers, she makes her kneel in front of her, and kiss her feet, the tells her, “On all fours, bitch!” Samia flops over forwards, and assumes a crawling position.
Jennifer stolls around Samia, poking her body with the toes of her shoe, then, as she gets to her right side, she smashes a kick into the beaten girl’s ribcage, Samia screaming and collapsing onto the mat, where Jennifer kicks her again, then again, before stepping on her back, her stiletto heels digging in to the poot girl’s flesh, making her arch her back in agony, screaming
Finally, Jennifer gets off, and looks at the referee, “She’s yours!” He smiles, goes over to Samia and picks her up, cradling her in his arms, and he kisses her bloodied, swollen lips, then leaves the room to take her to his changing area, where he strips her, and plays with her body gently, before pushing her face down to his crotch, the CCTV cameras beaming the pictures into the main fighting areana, where the men cheer to watch her slide her mouth around on him, before he pulls her up and lays her out on the couch, the audience cheering him on as he mounts her, then they watch quietly as he heaves up and down, grunting, Samia whinnying, her legs now wrapped around his, her hands on his back, the sound of flesh slapping on flesh becoming faster and faster, until, with a groan, he stops heaving, Samia’s back arched, this time in a kind of ecstasy, the cheer from the audience so loud that the couple can hear, and now Samia realises that she has been on show, as she weeps quietly while the referee kisses and sucks on her throat, leaving livid lovebites for her next bedmate to focus on, and he’s already in the doorway, ready to replace the referee between Samia’s thighs
It’s no secret that these two actresses hate each other. Jennifer was living with French ice skater Sylvain Longchambon, who was then paired with Samia in TV Show ‘Dancing on Ice’ in 2013, and he famously ‘dumped’ Jennifer on Christmas Day to move in with Samia, who he has since married and has a family. Although Jennifer has moved on, she still hates Samia, as do other women who’s husbands and partners were seduced by the slut, and there are many people who want Jennifer to give Samia a real beating
Able to shed the shackles of weight divisions, with Jennifer just over the flyweight limit in BBU, the pair can sort their differences in a different format, as we join the action, with the announcer already in full flow
"Tonight, Apartment Lingerie Boxing Association proudly presents you a clash of two British beauties who haven't met before and who have enough hatred for each other for a hundred girls!" Fans cheer as he continues, "In the red corner, from Newcastle, please welcome, Jennifer, ‘Geordie’ Metcalfe!"Jennifer slowly walks into the room wearing a black robe and red boxing gloves. Her coaches help her slip out of her robe, revealing her gorgeous frame in black bra and panties with matching black stockings and suspender belt as she smiles seductively, “Don’t worry, girls, this is the night when the Ghadie slut gets her come uppence! And I have plans for her!”
The announcer whistles silently, and continues, "And In the blue corner, her opponent – the original ‘Manchester Tart’ – Samia ‘Slut’ Ghadie" and in comes Samia, all pout and preen, in her baby blue gloves and robe, which she sheds to reveal herself in a sheer white bra and panties with matching stockings and suspender belt, licking her lips, “Metcalfe! I took your man, and now I’m gonna take you!” to a crescendo of boos and jeers from the watching masses
The girls kick their stilettoes off and the referee tells them the rules as they sneer and glare at each other in silence, and her sends them back to their corners, and we wait for the bell to ring
Neither girl hesitates and the action is brisk and savage, Jennifer hitting Samia hard in the face with two, three quick left jabs, the smaller girl standing her ground, letting go some hefty shots to Jen’s midriff, the noise of leather on skin echoing around the room, then Jennifer clinches, and hold Samia’s head still with her left glove on the back of her head, thudding her right into the smaller girl’s face a few times before the ref comes between them, Samia’s corner yelling, “Come on ref!” but he looks happy to let the fight continue as it is, Jen swatting Samia across her tits witha left hook, sending her staggering, then she follows up and hits her prey in the face again, left hook, right hook, another left, blood and snot flying from Samia’s nose as she takes those punches, Jen pushing her back against the wall, Samia keeping her gloves up, but Jen soon brings them down as she crashes a short left uppercut into Samia’s solar plexus, then smashes another left and another right into her face, and Samia drops to the mat. The referee’s in no hurry to count, and Samia is up at 6, lands a double left hook in Jen’s ribs, and shows the taller girl she isn’t done as the bell rings to end the opening round, Samia still fighting, and hitting Jen in the mouth way after the bell, the referee dragging the girls apart
In their corners now, Jennifer is fuming, her team putting ice packs on her reddened ribs, but telling her to calm down, while Samia’s guys have work to do, their girl bleeding from her nose and mouth, the soft tissue around her eyes already swollen and looking sore as they encourage her to work harder on Jen’s body
Now it’s round 2, and once again the girls get stuck into each other, Samia the aggressor as she hits Jen to the ribs with a left hook, and then another, Jen dropping back half a step, drawing Samia in, then thudding a couple of right handers into her face, following that withe left, and she’s hurt Samia again, whispering, “Little slut!” as she rifles punches into Samia’s midriff, then hold her steady again to crash three right handed punches into her face, the referee taking his time to part them, Samia’s face a mask of blood as the girls reset, and Jen rips into her body, crashing left and right hooks into her ribs and midsection, pushes her back and thuds a right hook into her cheek, Samia going down on the mat hard for a second time, the referee pretending to be too busy to count, so that she gets to her feet at 7, the referee insisting her corner rubs her face with her towel, which comes away red, Samia bleeding from a cut to her left eyebrow as well now, and Jennifer wastes no time in getting into her again, two right jabs to Samia’s face sending her backwards into the wall, where Jen lays into her body some more, Samia sinking to her knees, but the bell rings anyway, and her cornermen take her away
Jennifer’s corner are telling her, “Finish her off now!” but she laughs, “Not yet! I’m having fun!” Samia’s having no fun at all, her cornermen straightening her nose as best they can, and trying to seal her split eyebrow, telling her, “Come on! Fight back!”which is easy to say, but tough to do against a hyped up opponent
Back in the centre of the room after the bell, Jennifer whups Samia backwards with a sharp short armed uppercut to her mouth, then she lays into her body again, Samia’s ribs and midsection looking bruised and painful as she screams in pain when those red gloves hit home, Jen giving her no respite as she hits her again, this time to her face, Samia’s left eye streaming blood and closing, before Jennifer straightens her up, punching her to the shoulders to keep her upright, then, with fans cheering in delight, she hammers a right hook and then a left into Samia’s battered face, the poor girl going down for a fourth time, for yet another exceptionally slow count, the referee actually helping her up at 8, telling her, “You deserve this, you whore!” and Jennifer wades in again, hits her back to the wall and clinches, “What are you, Ghadie? Tell me!” A whimpering Samia whispers back, “I’m a cheap slut!” and a grinning Jennifer crashes another right hander into the smaller girl’s belly, then lifts her upright with neat little uppercuts, sprawling her against the wall again, sets her up nicely for a couple of left hook, then a right hook, and Samia goes down yet again, eyes fluttering, as the referee stands over her, but the bell rings, and he says that the fight must continue, and that Samia hasn’t been knocked out
Jennifer surely has had her revenge now, her cornermen fawning over their girl, the referee with her too, as Jennifer asks him quietly, “You want her?” and he nods eagerly, so she grins, “Then she’s yours after!” Meanwhile, the girl they’re talking about is in her corner, her entourage feverishly working on her, left eye shut now, nose almost certainly broken, and her ribs are heavily bruised as well. Samia’s position isn’t made any easier when the referee appears, “Jen owns you, you slut! And she’s pimping you out to allcomers! Me first!”
The bell rings, and away the girls go again for a fourth round, Jennifer quickly smacking Samia in the face with left and right jabs, the smaller girl trying to hit Jen’s body, but her punches are weak, and Jennifer laughs, slams her own right hook into Samia’s ribs, and tells her, “That’s how to do it!” as the smaller girl yelps and sobs, teeters backwards, and Jen’s setting her up again, driving her backwards with accurate jabs, blood running down Samia’s face as she feels the wall at her back, and she seems to brace herself, knowing the end is coming, Jennifer licking her lips, “You’re my bitch!” and Samia just croaking, “I know” before she eats leather again, a left hook to her mouth, then a right, her gumshield sent flying, before Jennifer’s left hook ends her interest in the proceedings, crashing into her already broken nose, and sending her down for a sixth and final time
Jennifer is so excited as she puts her shows back on, and she’s preening herself around the room as Samia is slowly brought back into the land of the living, her cornermen making sure she can walk unaided, even if she’s still a little wobbly, before Jennifer dismisses them, “Nothing for you to do now, boys! She’s mine!” and she grabs Samia by the hair, and, as the crowd cheers, she makes her kneel in front of her, and kiss her feet, the tells her, “On all fours, bitch!” Samia flops over forwards, and assumes a crawling position.
Jennifer stolls around Samia, poking her body with the toes of her shoe, then, as she gets to her right side, she smashes a kick into the beaten girl’s ribcage, Samia screaming and collapsing onto the mat, where Jennifer kicks her again, then again, before stepping on her back, her stiletto heels digging in to the poot girl’s flesh, making her arch her back in agony, screaming
Finally, Jennifer gets off, and looks at the referee, “She’s yours!” He smiles, goes over to Samia and picks her up, cradling her in his arms, and he kisses her bloodied, swollen lips, then leaves the room to take her to his changing area, where he strips her, and plays with her body gently, before pushing her face down to his crotch, the CCTV cameras beaming the pictures into the main fighting areana, where the men cheer to watch her slide her mouth around on him, before he pulls her up and lays her out on the couch, the audience cheering him on as he mounts her, then they watch quietly as he heaves up and down, grunting, Samia whinnying, her legs now wrapped around his, her hands on his back, the sound of flesh slapping on flesh becoming faster and faster, until, with a groan, he stops heaving, Samia’s back arched, this time in a kind of ecstasy, the cheer from the audience so loud that the couple can hear, and now Samia realises that she has been on show, as she weeps quietly while the referee kisses and sucks on her throat, leaving livid lovebites for her next bedmate to focus on, and he’s already in the doorway, ready to replace the referee between Samia’s thighs
