GLOE Elimination Round 1

Brought to you by Enclave Entertainment, the Glorious sLuts of the Enclave meet in the wrestling ring to find out who is the toughest, hottest, and most glorious! Champion of GLOE!

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On Thursday, July 15th, 2022, Elimination Round 1 was held between Calamity Cait "CC" and Coach Crush. This is how that story unfolded!

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The beautiful Foxy, who was filling the duty of referee for the match today, began announcing, "Ladies and Gentlemen! Please take your seats as begin the main event! Brought to you by The Enclave Entertainment, welcome to The Glorious sLuts of Enclave, GLOE! Our wrestlers today both come ready to kick some ass! Are y'all ready?!"

Foxy continues, "Our first glorious slut is so bad she has two names! Calamity Cait, CC! The Derby Devil! Legend has it that after destroying her opponents in the roller rink, she fucked every husband of the losing team! She comes tonight to claim a new title, but does she have what it takes? Let's find out, everyone here is your Calamity Cait!"

Calamity Cait feels her lips twitch at the intro and puffs her chest out, climbing the steps and lifting her arms up, cheering. "And what a legend it was, Foxy...what an appropriate entrance," she grins, ducking under the rope and stepping in, the lights of the arena warm on her skin.

Coach Crush rolls her eyes at CC as she enters the ring. She takes a moment to make sure her boots are tied in a double knot, not wanting to give the other slut any advantage she doesn't earn.

Foxy grins as CC takes her place, making sure to stay between her and the Coach so they don't start before the bell. "Now, our next contestant is a Lady of the Gym! Remember that one teacher you wish you could bang? Well, this one did! Coach Crush knows how to use her body, to kick some ass and make you like it. Ready to take the title for herself, put your hands together for Coach Crush!"

Calamity Cait leers as Coach Crush bends forward and tightens her laces, her own toes curling in her high platforms. "So much sass from an ex-Olympian, you've nevah gone up against a roller derby queen though, let's see if you've got the stamina," she calls out, her accent dropping into the comfort of her South Boston roots with every word she speaks.

Coach Crush does a series of fist pumps as she walks up the stairs, wiggling her ass. She ducks between the ropes to step into the ring and begins walking the perimeter and waving to the crowd. As she does, she makes sure to raise her arm enough to show her underboob to the crowd. As she walks past CC, she gives her an exaggerated hip bump to try and knock her off her feet, "And no only did they like the ass kickin', Foxy...they came back begging for more!" As she hears Cait's words, she leers back at her, "Bring it on, girl. We know you can't win without playing dirty...and I am ready for all of your tricks.:" She stomps the mat with her boot to emphasize her point

Calamity Cait smirks. "Playing dirty is how I got where I did, dear," she purrs out, mirroring her friend's movements and circling the perimeter, leaning over the ropes and plucking a flag from one of the spectators and waving it around for a moment before tossing it back to the crowd.

One of the spectators yells out, "Are there extra points for multiple fingers in the penetration?"

Foxy laughs at the spectator's lewd question, "Now Sir, we haven't even started yet!" She immediately jumps as she sees the unchecked aggression from the Coach, "Hey! I don't want any funny business? You got that ladies?" She continues to try and put herself between them, even lifting her arms to hold them back away from each other as she speaks, "You got that?" But as the crowd cheers for the down and dirty, she cracks into a grin. "Well ok, maybe a little bit of funny business." She pushes them back though to get them each in their corner of the ring. "Alright, ladies! Let's get ready to rumble!"

Coach Crush climbs up the ropes in the corner pumping her fist in the air again. Suddenly she turns and jumps from the ropes, coming down on the mat with a thud and into a cat-like attack stance, "You've never met the likes of me, slut"

A fan in the distance is heard yelling, "Look at those pussy like reflexes!"

Foxy backs out of the center of the ring as the bell rings, "Ding ding!"

Another spectator, "Come on! Pull some hair you wenches!!!"

Calamity Cait slides to the ground in the splits, groaning as the muscles in her thighs and legs stretch pleasantly. Curling her legs under her, she lunges as Madi hits the floor and grabs the slender woman around her waist, pulling her to the ground and slipping her generous thighs around her waist. Rolling to the side, she lifts her arm and pushes her elbow back swiftly, the blow she was hoping to land missing. Grabbing the woman's hair, she bends her body back to the ground and climbs over her, smirking and pressing her lips against her friend's chest, nipping at the swell of her breast. "No holds, or holes, barred right love?" she smirks out, taking direction from the crowd's constant goading and giving Madi's nipples a twist.

One of the otherwise calm Gentlemen, Mr. Winters, suddenly exclaims, "PULL HER NIPPLES CC!!"

Foxy crosses the arena to shake a finger at the Gentleman, "Now see here Sir, this is a noble fight we are holding! These ladies are definitely... not..." She looks back to see the Coach on her back, having to take CC's attack. "... oh... who am I kidding?!"

Coach Crush lets out an audible grunt as Cait takes her down in her initial attack. Her head bounces off the mat as she falls backward, but her eyes immediately lock on Cait's, "You can try whatever dirty moves you want to...love...and you will still lose!" She squirms her body underneath Cait for a moment, waiting for the best opportunity. It comes when Cait's knee slips off her arm. In a flash, her elbow comes up and strikes the slut's face, right across the side of her nose. Sensing the whore is stunned for a moment, she thrusts her knee up between Cait's legs and slams it into the woman's cunt, rolling her off of her. She waists no time rolling over onto all 4's and immediately pounces on Cait from behind. She wraps her arm around the girl's neck, holding on tightly as she grabs a fistful of hair and begins pulling it on forcefully, "You OBVIOUSLY don't know how to fight New York style, woman!" She begins slamming Cait's face into the mat.

The excitement of the match gets the best of many of the spectators as they roar and continue to shout lewd comments such as, "CHOKE THE SLUT COACH CRUSH!!" and "GOUGE AT HER PUSSY!! FIGHT DIRTY!!"

Calamity Cait grunts and gives her head a quick shake, the strike from the slut's elbow catching her in the face. Feeling a trickle of wetness on her lip, she brushes her arm across her nose and smears the blood up her cheek, a muffled cry leaving her when the knee catches her in the cunt. Groaning out when her hair is tugged, she bucks her hips and feels Madi slide from side to side, the woman proving to be a bit too quick and smashing her head into the mat. Bracing her elbows under her, she rolls to her side and scrapes her sharpened nails over Madi's thigh. "Fuck New York, I'm from Southie, bitch!" she grunts out again.

Foxy runs up behind the two wriggling women, counting as she pounds the mat, "3.... 2... 1... Coach Crush takes the first round!" But since the raven-haired badass lady of wrestling isn't quick to let go, the ref finds herself pulling the victor off of CC. "Alright alright... break it up ladies, let's get ready for round two!"

Coach Crush finally lets go of the slut's hair as Foxy pulls her off. She makes sure to poke a finger in one of Cait's eyes as she stands up and moves to her half of the ring. She jumps up and down waiting for the next round to start

Foxy circles the two ladies, making sure they were ready to go at it again. "Well it looks like New York is schooling Boston, you think you got what it takes CC? I thought I heard you were the skankiest of skanks?" She clicks her tongue then turns to Coach Crush, "You think you can bring that same game in round two?" She turns to the audience, "You all ready to see some even dirtier moves?"

The rabid crowd eager to see more of the two women begin to goad and shout, "TEAR OFF THAT SHIRT CC!!", "COACH CRUSH HAS TOO MANY CLOTHES ON!!", "GIVE HER A GOOD KICK IN THAT SNATCH COACH!! SHE LOVES THE ABUSE!!"

Calamity Cait stands up and lifts her arms above her head, stretching languidly and clearing her fuzzy vision. "Eyes, really? So obvious," she sneers, spitting a wad of pink-tinged spittle at Madi's feet. Lifting her hand to her face, she holds her friend's gaze and smears the blood carelessly over her features, her high buns loosening around her face and contributing to her half-crazed appearance. Casting her gaze over her shoulder for a moment, she smirks and strolls casually around the ring, kicking her left heel off and catching it in her hand. "I seem to remember the last time I tried to fight someone here with a shoe, I think this time is going to end a bit more in my favor," her voice deceptively soft. Tossing it wildly over Madi's head, she watches as the slut's eyes follow and charges, her arms spread out wide and knocking her to her back, her fingers tearing the white shirt open, exposing the woman's nipples to the room. Pinning her with a knee, she pulls her other shoe off and wipes the heel against her thigh, pressing it against Madi's mouth and pushing it in between her lips. "Open up, whore, show everyone here how well you can suck," she croons, fingers of her other hand tangling in the raven locks and tugging her head back sharply.

A woman in the crowd shrieks in horror, "DON'T BITE THAT SHOE! IT'S DESIGNER!"

Mr. Winters responds, "DON'T BITE IT, BUT STICK IT UP HER ASS!!!", "COME ON CC!! YOU GOT THE SHIRT OFF!! NOW GET AT THOSE BIG GLOBES!! CLAW THEM!!!"

Coach Crush is caught off guard again by the distraction of the flying shoe. She immediately gives a muffled string of profanity as Cait forces the other heel into her mouth, stretching her lips wide. Her eyes go wide as her outfit is ripped from her body, exposing her flesh to the entire crowd. As she fights back a slight gag reaction, her eyes narrow, and she glares at the slut for a moment as her head is jerked around. One hand moves up to hold Cait's wrist to keep her from pulling out her hair. The other arm thrusts out at Cait's left tit, mashing her palm into it to push her back for leverage. Her fingers immediately move to her friend's nipple and she grabs it with all of her fingers, squeezing it hard and twisting it before spitting out the heel onto the mat, ": Rip my outfit...that's one thing. Spit blood on my designer boots...you'll be lucky if you don't leave here with all of your holes plugged with heels, slut!" She shoves Cait, only releasing the grip on her tit as she pushes her hard enough to shove her into the corner. She immediately lunges at her and begins ramming her knee into the sluts cunt repeatedly, "We know you Southies love having every hole filled...every...single...night..."

More heckling from the crowd, "Oh this is a pure ASSSSSSS WHOOOPPPINNNGGG", "COME YOU BITCHES!! WE NEED MORE BLOOD!!!", "RIP THAT HAIR OUT OF HER SCALP CRUSH!"

Calamity Cait gasps out when Coach Crush's fingers dig roughly into her tit and twist, her already sore nipple being pulled out and pinched mercilessly. Wrapping her hands around Coach Crush's wrists, she follows the movements, her head and back knocking hard against the post. Seeing stars at the collision, she reflexively loosens every muscle in her body, absorbing the blows from the knee directly into her cunt, head falling forward and dripping blood across Coach Crush's thigh. Unwilling to give up the fight quite yet, she drops her hand to her left thigh and pulls the wand from her holder, and flicks it onto the highest setting, springing forward and pressing the toy directly on Coach Crush's clit. Watching as the slut falls to her knees, she climbs over her again and brings her right hand back, punching her in the mouth. Repositioning her knees, she pins Coach Crush down by the shoulders and grabs the vibrator with her free hand, pulling it from her holster and shoving it between her lips, pressing down forcefully. "Suck on this, bitch."

Mr. Winters, "BITE HER EAR OFF CAIT!!!"

Others yell, "Noooooooooo!!"

Mr. Winters, "OH YES!!! TAKE A CHUNCK OUT OF HER ASS THEN!!"

Coach Crush tries not to moan as the wand and vibrator tease her mouth and slit. Her labia begin to swell as the wand teases at her clit and for a moment, she finds herself dazed, almost drooling over the dildo forced into her mouth. As she wiggles at the stimulation, the wand shifts position just long enough for her to regain her senses. She growls around the dildo and knowing the reaction she is going to get from the crowd, she wastes no time biting down hard on the dildo and jerking her head to the side, jerking the dildo from Cait's hand, and spitting it out on the mat. She sneers, "Nice try, skank...but you gotta be a hell of a lot better than that..."She kicks her leg back, her heel slipping under the leather straps of the slut's harness. As that happens, her stiletto ends up sliding into Cait's ass. She can sense Cait freeze for a moment and she manages to snake out from under her. As she does, her heel slips out from Cait's backside. As she rolls over, her hand flies up and bitch slaps Cait across her cheek, "All I have to say is...27 world championships, BITCH!!!" She wraps her legs around the slut's neck, trapping her head between her own thighs as she squeezes hard. She grabs the dildo off the mat and quickly shoves it into the whore's back door, "And I will use the Camel Toe Crush to make it 28 world championships!" She begins pumping the dildo in and out of Cait as she locks her ankles to keep Cait from escaping her thighs

Foxy jumps in once again as CC gets the full-on rape experience, courtesy of Coach Crush. She begins to count down.... "3!"

Foxy slaps the mat as she shouts, "2!.... Is Coach Crush going to take the round and the match?!?!?!?!?!"

Foxy slams her fist into the mat as she calls out, "1! Coach Crush takes the win!"

Calamity Cait groans out at the stiletto moving into her ass and falls to her knees, the surprising strength behind Coach Crush's thighs pinning her to the ground. Struggling to her elbows, she tries to buck the other woman off of her, falling forward and moaning out when the dildo slams into her ass instead. "FUCK!" she moans out, muffled in the mat.

Calamity Cait groans and rubs her hand over her bloodied face, patting Madi's calf fondly. "Good fight, girl! Definitely put me through my paces tonight," she grins up at her friend from the ground.

Coach Crush takes her foot off her friend's chest and smiles down at her. She reaches out with one hand to help her up, "You fight like a bitch in heat, woman!"