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European Model Cagefight and Sexfight Association Romania: Sara C vs Alexis Ren
With Megan Fox’s team taking on Antonia Iacobescu’s team taking precedence, Sara had a long wait after beating Ashley Tervort to lead off the team battle until she was going to get a Clash of Champions fight. Sara was raring to go. She was the only Champion who hadn’t gotten a fight in the table setup so far. The Romanian sexfighter had a nice following worldwide, and fans here in Romania were excited to see their hometown hero and hottie going at it with anyone. Sara had humbled American actress and fighter, Alexis Ren, many years ago, and the two were still very hot and horny with one another as a sort of lesbian or bisexual item. In usual EMCASAR fashion, there was no set time for the fighting models to come down a runway or to get serum. They all kind of did their own thing. Antonia sat with Ebony and Dwight in a balcony box to talk about fights.
“We got a new Fresuade flavor inspired by me!” Dwight said, holding up a bottle with shiny glimmering pinkish liquid inside. “It’s Berry Bling! It’s shiny too!” Dwight wore a lot of fancy and big jewelry, gold chains, watches, etc. Antonia was dressed swanky in a sparkly dress instead of taking a pop star look. Ebony was scantily clad as normal, showing off the girls and her expansive cleavage.
“It’s about time we see Sara take on and take out her mentor again, I think,” Ebony said, nudging Antonia. “I think you sacrificed your cage prowess and dominance for your singing career.”
“Maybe,” Antonia said. “Maybe not. I’m still good in there. Almost anyone can win on any given night.”
“Does your boo, Ozana, want a piece of Ashley too?” Ebony asked. Antonia blushed and rolled her eyes.
“We got a lovers quarrel, but still a deathmatch in the ring cage tonight,” Dwight said.
The leggy blonde, Alexis, and the slender and trim brunette, Sara, both had decided to wear black robes to cover up while heading to the cage center stage. Alexis’s fine silky hair was in two pigtails that Sara wanted to pull. Alexis swished Orange Fresurade around in her mouth and popped the plastic bottle between two hands. Sara lost some Grape Fresurade into her cleavage, excited by the sound of the pop and the sight of her usual sub and fiery companion. Sara took off her robe, revealing big perky tits and black and red spandex bikini bottoms.
“It looks like I’m first in the ring and first to do something helpful with my body,” Alexis said from the ring ledge. She slung her robe down at Sara. Sara hopped up to the ring ledge, avoiding the cage siding that would rise and encapsulate them shortly. The taller woman, Alexis, shoved Sara at the ropes. Sara tackled Alexis between the twine, and got the sense that Alexis’s thin and fit surfer body was trimmer and bonier.
The topless broads stood up as the cage metal raised up. Sara said, “What are you talking about?!” Alexis had an extremely flat chest. Sara noticed this only when Alexis pointed.
The chick in the pigtails, Alexis, slapped Sara’s mounds, and said, “I’m going to be dominant and like the man, tonight! I got a breast reduction healing and I feel great! What you’ve put on here, I’ve taken off.” Alexis cupped and squeezed Sara’s tits. For a second, Sara relished the thought of being the sub. Alexis knew many ways to please Sara in coitus.
Despite the black boy shorts, Alexis still had wide hips and a cute curvy woman’s ass. Sara touched Alexis’s coochie. They were so close. Sara’s chest felt even closer to Alexis’s heart than normal. She didn’t mind her breasts really flattening. Sara got on her tiptoes to nibble Alexis’s lower lip. Alexis pulled Sara’s hair and slammed her palm into Sara’s nose. Sara said, “You didn’t put on much muscle from the looks of it, babe. I know how you train and don’t. Just because you took away some curves, doesn’t mean I won’t caress the rest and beat you into submission as usual!”
“This crowd has me excited to collar and crush you!” Alexis said.
“You haven’t fought in front of a crowd like this in a while,” Sara said. “There’s nothing like this. No training can make up for having actual sexfight death battles.”
“She’s right,” Ebony said. “I hate losing and getting killed, but it happens to all of us and the best of us. I think Alexis looks twiggy and ready to snap.”
Sara raised her eyebrows. It was an adrenaline skyrocketing noise to hear a rival’s bones broken or limbs popped from the socket. Alexis punched Sara in the boob. The fight was on. Sara expected low blows. Everything brutal and sexual was on the table with the exception of eye gouging. Sara kicked Alexis in the shin. Alexis winced. The topless blonde threw a punch. Sara blocked. Sara kicked just above Alexis’s hip. Alexis threw another punch. Sara parried it with contempt. Alexis did not seem to have improved in strength much at all if she had really been trying with those attacks. Sara punched Alexis in the chest. The shock and reverberation stopped Alexis’s heart for a moment. Sara slugged Alexis in the jaw. The blonde took that well.
“That’s what I thought!” Alexis said, kicking Sara between the legs. “You’ve got a hard sexy body, but a soft pussy still. I can take a hit better than ever now, and you’ll see my true power once I get serious attacking!” Alexis stuck out her chin, and Sara slugged her. Blood slopped from the blonde’s mouth. She looked dazed rather than cocky now. Sara had great leg strength. She aimed to kick Alexis in the head. The tall broad with the pigtails caught her brunette rival’s bare foot. Alexis kicked Sara in the groin. The sneaker slammed into Sara’s bottoms, making a wedgie. Sara wrested her leg back. Alexis grabbed Sara’s tits with both hands bunching mammary flesh together and fingernails punctured the sensitive dermis. Alexis slung Sara down to the mat. She tried to stomp Sara, but the topless brown haired woman parried with her leg.
“I gotta say that I prefer a chick with a little more meat,” Dwight said, “but watching either chick get laid out and laid will be hot and entertaining!”
The tall thin woman backed into the ropes and the cage. She couldn’t really bounce off the ropes as hard as she wanted to, because the cage was there, but she charged at Sara. Sara got up, looking to meet Alexis with a sexy clinch. Alexis leaped over Sara. Alexis’s shorts touched the top of Sara’s head. The leggy blonde whipped around, kicking Sara in the ribs. Sara grimaced and turned around, expecting another weak punch from her lover. The pigtail pugilist packed a lot more power this time. Sara’s blocking hands and arms went flying. Alexis kicked Sara in the kidney, assuming Sara wouldn’t shy away from some punishment. The brunette turned in as expected. Alexis uppercut Sara in the chin. Sara’s feet left the springy canvas. Her head flew back. Spit flew from her mouth. Sara landed on her feet. Alexis decked Sara with a right hook. Blood flew from Sara’s busted lips. Alexis slammed her hands into Sara’s boobs. Sara snatched Alexis’s arm. The long blonde jammed her heel into Sara’s lean tummy. The busty brunette lost grip of her opponent’s appendage while crashing into the cage. Alexis stomped Sara’s crotch. She punched one of Sara’s boobs into the other one and then plowed a left hook into Sara’s head.
“Mf,” Sara grumbled, trying to pay a compliment to Alexis and say ‘nice’. Sara adjusted her bikini bottoms, trying to sidle away from more attacks. Sara stumbled. Alexis bounced off the ropes, willing to hurt her back and body a bit against the cage for momentum. Alexis kicked Sara in the spine. Sara’s feet went out from under her and an arch of crimson flew out of her mouth. Sara flailed a punch that hit Alexis in the eye.
“The champ is down!” Dwight said.
Sara blinked. Her chest heaved. The Romanian was impressed by her girlfriend’s power, but this was hardly the end of the fight. Alexis seemed to be too full of herself. She had climbed the cage looking to deliver a KO drop. Sara got to her feet. Alexis had already jumped. She bounced high off the canvas and had trouble turning in midair. Sara kicked hard into Alexis’s belly, knocking her down. Sara sprinted to dive atop the downed dame. Alexis kicked Sara between the legs. The flat chested blonde pulled herself up with help from the cage.
“You can’t take my punches!” Alexis said, striking Sara in the nose. Sara winced. She fired back, clocking Alexis in the jaw. Alexis shuddered. The warm embrace that followed was nice and erotic, but despite the wedgie and her back getting slashed by Alexis’s fingers, Sara pumped Alexis’s belly with punches until the hug was broken. Sara leaped up and headbutted Alexis. Alexis’s nose bled all over. Sara kicked Alexis in the ribs. CRACK! Alexis screamed.
“Who can’t take who’s punches?!” Sara asked, squatting low. She rose up, twirling with an uppercut. Alexis’s head flew back with whiplash, cramming her Cerebellum against the cage. Sara kept her fist raised high with her back to Alexis. The blonde’s eyes were crossed and she was not going to be attacking any time soon. Blood dribbled down Alexis’s cheek. Sara turned around and kept her wobbly challenger propped up with a chest bump. Sara tore off Alexis’s shorts and then leaped high into the air. Sara kicked Alexis in the neck. The naked blonde almost got stuck in the cage and the ropes from the force of the blow. It was a critical shot, and Alexis completely paled, looking like a lifeless doll.
“At least Alexis wasn’t a pushover,” Antonia said. “She did well for a while. I think we all expected Sara to win, but Alexis tested her.”
The voice of her mentor was exciting to Sara being projected like that. Sara would like a threesome, but Antonia was far away. Sara was into Ozana too, but Ozana had a very competitive and possessive streak where Antonia was concerned. Sara took off her bikini bottoms. Leon, Libby, and other staff members carried sex toys over for Sara to have her pick. Sara took handcuffs, a collar, and almost everything handed to her at first. The horny Romanian went over to the prone and quivering American blonde. Sara put a collar around Alexis’s neck with a big dildo hanging from a metal cord. The fake dick was the right length to look like Alexis’s penis as Sara stood her up. Sara pulled Alexis’s blonde pigtails. She kneed Alexis between the legs and said, “You’re still soft and sexy in all the right places.” Sara handcuffed Alexis’s wrists together. “You’re still unable to beat me. You’re my sex slave tonight for challenging me and losing!” Sara pulled Alexis’s arms over her head. Pop! Pop! Alexis’s shoulder joints and sockets dislodged. The nude brunette leaned atop the loser, forcing her will. Alexis bent over and fell to her knees. Sara’s bosoms billowed out against Alexis’s back.
Sara grabbed the dildo in front of Alexis and put it in the blonde’s pussy. Alexis kicked and wrestled. Sara got another pair of handcuffs to lock Alexis’s wrist together. She kept Alexis on all fours, bound, and spanked Alexis’s ass. Sara licked Alexis’s pussy and then swung the dick on the collared cord around Alexis’s neck. Sara pushed the hard plastic into Alexis’s mouth and pressed the release button. Alexis choked and thrashed. The tall and lanky nude lass flopped onto her side. Sara posed on her side, lying on the mat, and then went to town tonguing and fingering her lover. Alexis’s ass cheeks clenched. She couldn’t hold back her passionate bliss and released.
The Romanian sexfighter avoided getting covered in female ejaculate. Sara sat pack, pulled Alexis’s pigtails and said, “Time to do me.” Alexis was eager to please. She face planted down into Sara’s cooter. She tongued and sucked lower lips. Sara messed up Alexis's hair and enjoyed herself, wrapping her legs around Alexis’s neck. Alexis wasn’t able to do as much as normal with no hands, but she worked magic with her mouth and tongue. Sara wanted Alexis’s hands in front. The blonde’s arm snapped going back over her head. She writhed and moaned. Sara propped Alexis up in the corner and said, “Heal up soon. Your night is finished.” Sara took the dildo on the cord and shoved it into Alexis’s mouth. She looked to the fans, who were expecting her face fucking finisher. Sara said, “Naw. A little different tonight. Bite down.” Alexis bit the prosthetic in her mouth. Sara stroked Alexis’s hair and cheek. Then she put her foot right up to Alexis’s mandible. Sara swiveled her hips and delivered a killer kick. Alexis’s head crackled, popped, and snapped, turning 120 degrees to the side. Alexis toppled over dead with her tongue bitten partially through and the bloody dong falling from her agape mouth.
“Fatality!” Dwight said. “Nice!”
“Sara, babe,” Antonia said; “you’ve been ready for a Clash of Champions fight for a long time. I think we can do that and any other team thing Megan cries for when she gets out of healing.”
Sara smiled up at the balcony box. She patted Libby and Leon on the ass so they would take good care of her dead lover in Alexis. As great as this had been, Sara wanted to go toe to toe with the best too. Her adrenaline was too high to think through different possibilities. Sara had beaten Alexis, and fans had loved it as usual. Sara felt she was at the top of her game. Even if she went on a losing streak, she’d still get plenty of fights. The fanbase was loyal. Sara didn’t disappoint. The fights didn’t disappoint her either.
