1 comments/ 17610 views/ 10 favorites Sarah vs. Yvonne By: MELD9003 Hi Readers. This is the Sixteenth installment in this series. Previous story: 15. Wendy vs Ursula/Sarah vs Bernadette. Hope you enjoy it, MELD. ***************** "Here we are ladies," Perkins smiled, opening the door of room six, "I shall have your drinks sent up shortly." "Thank you Perkins," replied Sarah. As the door closed behind them, Sarah turned on the TV while Wendy flopped down on the big double bed and kicked off her shoes. "Anything on?" the big redhead asked. "Doesn't look like it." After a quick surf through the channels, the little blonde switched it back off and lay on the bed next to her lover. "Are you alright?" "Yeah I'm alright baby," Sarah sighed, "it's just the usual; you know, pre-fight nerves." "I can't believe you still get nervous after all the fights you've had." "Hmm, I wouldn't be as bad if I knew who I would be facing; but of course Saskia is being her usual helpful self, coming out with that same old tired crap that her and Patricia hadn't decided the schedule yet," the little blonde huffed. "Do you think it might be Lily?" "Well it's got to be coming soon hasn't it? Especially with the run of wins I've had recently." Since their little 'outing' to St. Cecilia's a few weeks earlier; both girls had been performing quite well. Sarah had recorded three straight wins, her latest being a hard fought 3-2 victory over Anita which went all the way to the gong. Wendy had managed a 2-0 win over Olivia and then just last week a 2-2 draw against Julie. With it being Sarah's turn to fight this week, she felt sure Patricia would put her against Lily again, who still after 14 fights remained undefeated. Despite her recent good form, the little blonde still didn't think she was strong enough yet to avenge her defeat to the beautiful, tall, statuesque Londoner. "Don't worry babe, even if it is Lily you'll be ready for her this time," Wendy chirped in her usual optimistic tone. "Hmmm." Just then, there was a knock at the door. "I'll get it," said Wendy, jumping up off the bed and opening the door. "Good afternoon Miss, your drinks." "Oh...good afternoon Michelle," replied the big girl, her smile not really covering up her disappointment as she took the tray, "thank you." Closing the door, she found Sarah smiling at her. "What?" "You know what." "No I don't." "Yes you do!" Sarah laughed, "you thought Nina had brought the drinks, that's why you shot off the bed like an excited puppy to answer the door." "I didn't shoot off the bed!" Wendy retorted. "You did! You thought she'd be there swooning and fluttering her eyelashes at you like she always does." "Bugger off!" "Aww; I think it's quite sweet really that she has a crush on you," Sarah teased, noticing her lover's blushes. "Can we change the subject please?" "Alright baby, I'm only messing," the little blonde smiled, picking her glass up off the tray. "So, who do you think you're going to get tonight then?" "I dunno," Sarah sighed, taking a sip, "whoever Saskia thinks will be a good match for me I suppose." "You know, I was racking my brain the other day trying to remember who it was Saskia reminded me of; then it came to me," Wendy smirked. "Who?" "The posh bird on that quiz thing you like watching... that wotsit...Only Connect." "What, you mean Victoria Coren Mitchell?" Sarah laughed. "Yeah, that's her." "Mmm, now you come to mention it, she does look a bit like her." "A bit? She even talks like her," the big redhead giggled. "Yes well, I'm quite sure after the looks and the voice, that's where any similarity ends," said Sarah, taking another sip from her glass. "Oh well, there's nothing interesting on the telly so what do you fancy doing?" Wendy asked, smiling wickedly at her lover. "Well, I think we should finish these, have a sleep for a while and then we should have a nice long bath," Sarah purred. "Hmm, sounds nice"... ******************* After a couple of hours in bed, Sarah ran the bath, took her glasses off and gently lowered herself in. "Come on Wend, where are you?" "Alright, I'm coming." "Typical," Wendy sighed as she stood naked in the doorway, "I see I've got the end with the taps again." "You snooze you lose baby." "I always get the bloody taps end." "Oh stop moaning and get in." Stepping into the bath, Wendy knelt down opposite Sarah; picking up the bath creme, she poured some onto a sponge and gently rubbed it over Sarah's pert little breasts, a relaxed groan escaping from her lips as she reclined back. "Mmmm, that's nice." Rinsing the bubbles off, she ran her tongue round the erect nipples, making the little blonde groan wantonly; pursing her lips around the left, she sucked hard. "Ohhh...Oh God baby!" Sarah gasped, running her hands down her voluptuous lover's back and sinking her fingers into the soft fleshy bum cheeks. Reaching under the water, Wendy slipped her hand between Sarah's legs and gently rubbed her clit, making her cry out and push back against the fingers, the water spilling over the edge of the bath and cascading on to the floor. "Oh ffuck yes...yes!" Wrapping her legs around Wendy's torso, Sarah screamed ecstatically as the climax racked her body. As it slowly ebbed away, Wendy kissed her passionately, her tongue pushing deep into the little blonde's mouth. "Well, did that get rid of your nerves?" the big girl whispered, breaking off the kiss. "Mmmm," Sarah groaned; a relaxed smile on her lips as she twirled one of Wendy's plaits around her finger, "what time is it?" "About half six." "Right, we'll have an hour in here then we'll have to get ready." "Okay babe"... ************** Later, the pair were perched on the edge of the bed watching TV when there was a knock at the door. "Would you like to get that dear?" Sarah smirked, raising her eyebrows at Wendy. "Sod off." Opening the door, Wendy found Nina standing there with Sarah's robe. "Good evening Miss," the maid smiled, handing over the silky garment. "Hello Nina; will you be escorting Sarah tonight?" "Yes, I shall return to collect her later." "Oh good," Wendy smiled nervously, "see you later then." "Goodbye Miss." Closing the door, the redhead turned round to find her lover sat smiling at her, arms folded. "What now?" "For God's sake," the little blonde smiled. "What?" "You two; sighing and smiling at each other," Sarah giggled, "come on then, what is it that does it for you? The cute smile, the eyes, or is it the uniform?" "Bugger off you piss taking little git!" Wendy laughed, throwing a pillow at her. "Yeah alright." Picking up the robe, Sarah took the card out of the pocket and read it. "Oh." "What's the matter?" asked Wendy, noticing her lover's puzzled expression. "I wasn't expecting that," said Sarah, handing the card over to the big girl; taking it, she looked down the schedule. Miss Isla McCleod (Debut) vs Miss Victoria Heywood Miss Olivia Dumont vs Miss Chloe Hilton Miss Yvonne Powell vs Miss Sarah Lawton Miss Suzanne Dexter vs Miss Julie Simms "Hmm, that's an interesting choice," said Wendy, "do you think you can beat her?" "Well I'll certainly give it a bloody good go," Sarah chirped as she took a pair of bright pink bikini bottoms off the hanger and pulled a face. Tossing them over on to the dressing table, she lay back down on the bed. Despite trying to appear confident, Sarah was a little unnerved to discover she would be facing Yvonne. She was a tall, beautiful black seductress who just seemed to ooze sensuality and was almost as tall as Lily; in fact she was the only fighter so far who had managed to hold Lily to a draw in a blistering encounter which eventually finished 2-2. She had short cropped hair and an athletic figure with powerful thighs, which in the few short weeks since she had arrived at Boxten she had used to devastating effect, squeezing the breath out of any opponent who had the misfortune to be trapped between them. She was also quite a bit older than a lot of the other girls, around early thirties, or so Sarah had been told. "I see we've got another newbie tonight," said Wendy, snapping Sarah out of her thoughts. "Hmmm yeah," Sarah muttered, looking over at the clock. "Don't worry babe, you'll be okay." "Hmm, we'll see"... ************** "Bloody hell Wend, come on hurry up, she'll be here in a minute!" Sarah snapped impatiently. "Alright alright, I'm nearly ready," replied Wendy as she slipped on her stilettos and checked her dress one more time in the mirror. "Do I look alright?" "I told you baby, you look gorgeous," Sarah smiled, casting her gaze over the pretty blue dress. Just as she tied up her robe, there was a knock at the door. "Right, here we go again." Taking a deep breath she opened the door and they stepped out on to the landing. "Good evening to you both," Nina smiled warmly. "Good evening Nina," Sarah replied and looked nervously along the landing; Yvonne was already standing outside her door with Michelle. Noticing Sarah looking at her, she nodded and smiled; returning the gesture, the little blonde then turned and looked away. "Follow me please," said Nina, getting the nod from Michelle. Arriving at the double doors of the main room, Wendy kissed Sarah on the cheek and hugged her. "You can do it babe," she whispered. "Hmm yeah." Planting another kiss on her cheek, she made her way over to the guest table and took her seat next to Saskia. "Well, are you ready for this then Sarah?" asked Yvonne in her deep seductive tone as she smiled down at her little opponent. "Ready as I'll ever be I suppose," she replied, "you?" "Oh yes; I was beginning to wonder when they would put us up against each other, I've been looking forward to it." "Oh well, at least one of us has then," said Sarah, smiling awkwardly. Looking over, she could see Lady Patricia making her way out to the centre of the mat in a red flowing evening gown and her trademark long white gloves. Standing next to Jacqueline the referee, she addressed the audience. "Now Ladies, we come to our third fight; first, could you please welcome to the mat one of our rising stars, Miss Yvonne Powell." Winking at Sarah, Yvonne strode out on to mat to rapturous applause. "And now her opponent, a very familiar face here at Boxten, I give you the ever popular Miss Sarah Lawton." With her heart thumping, the little blonde stepped on to the mat as the audience applauded with some of them even cheering. The two fighters then slipped off their robes and handed them to their escorts. "Good luck Miss," Nina chirped. "Thank you Nina." Wearing a yellow thong, Yvonne began her stretching exercises. Sarah's gaze fell upon the strong thighs and curvy bum cheeks, the thought of being trapped by this powerful gladiator making her insides wince. Looking over at Wendy, the big girl smiled and mouthed her usual 'I love you babe' and winked. "To me please girls!" Jacqueline ordered, beckoning to the two competitors. Meeting in the centre, the referee stood between them. "Okay, you both know the rules, so no fucking about; right, kneel down please." The two fighters knelt down and waited, their eyes firmly fixed on each other. "Ready...Go!" Before Sarah could react, her opponent pounced, slamming her on to her back. Pinning the little blonde down, Yvonne grabbed her nipples and twisted. "Aaaaooww!" "Come on Sarah," the ebony fighter purred," show me what you've got." Reaching up, Sarah returned the favour, grabbing her opponent's nipples and twisting hard. Yelping in agony, Yvonne snatched Sarah's hands away which instantly grabbed the yellow thong and yanked it upward, extracting more agonised cries from Yvonne as the skimpy garment bit into her pussy. "Uuugh oh God...you little bitch!" "How about that?" Sarah teased, pulling harder, "how does that feel eh?" "Aaaahh..fffuck!" As she desperately tried to get away, Sarah rolled her stunned opponent on to her back and straddled her. Letting go of the thong, she grabbed her wrists and slammed them hard into the mat. "Oh God!" Yvonne gasped, trying to wriggle free from under her vicious foe. Although some of the other girls had warned her, and she had watched her fight, she still could not believe how strong this bespectacled, innocent looking little thing actually was; gripping Yvonne's torso between her legs, she was now stuck to her like a limpet and try as she might, she could not shake her off. "I don't think Yvonne was expecting Sarah to be as tough as this" Saskia smiled, turning to Wendy. "Nope," chirped the big girl, "they never do." The pair looked on as Sarah continued to dominate her larger opponent; still holding Yvonne's wrists down she was now kissing her neck and whispering to her, making the older woman gasp and writhe helplessly. Slowly kissing down Yvonne's chest, the little blonde gripped her right nipple between her teeth and gently nibbled it. "Aaaahh!...you...ohhh fuck!" She groaned submissively as the shockwaves racked her body and travelled down towards her rapidly moistening pussy, her clit starting to throb as Sarah nibbled and sucked harder. Mustering all her strength, she arched her back and caught her opponent by surprise, bucking her off and sending her rolling on to her back, a gasp rising from the audience. "Shit!" Seeing her chance, Yvonne sprang up and trapped the stunned little fighter under her knee. "Nice try," Yvonne smiled, grabbing the bikini bottoms and yanking them down her legs. "No..no ahhhhh no!" the little blonde pleaded as she felt the fingers reaching between her legs and gently rubbing the soft folds of flesh. "Come on Sarah," the older woman purred, her fingers getting wetter as she slowly managed to work them deeper inside. "Fff...fuck you bitch!" Sarah growled, wriggling as she desperately tried to resist, but it was no good, she could feel herself slipping. Pulling Sarah over her knee into a backbreaker, she screamed in a mixture of pain and ecstasy as Yvonne expertly used her fingers to push her over the edge, the climax tearing through her. Rolling her limp body on to the mat, Yvonne then stood and took the audience's applause. "Score Miss Powell, 1-0," Jacqueline announced as she stood over the motionless Sarah, her bikini bottoms still round her ankles. "Do you wish to continue?" "Mmmm," Sarah nodded, slowly getting up. Taking the bikini bottoms off, she flung them to the edge of the mat and knelt down in the centre. Doing a couple of stretches, Yvonne made her way over and joined her. "Come on babe, you can do it," Wendy whispered, taking a sip from her glass and nervously drumming her fingers on the table. "Ready...Go!" To two fighters leapt at each other, a loud clap resounding around the room as their bodies slammed together. Quickly gaining the upper hand, Yvonne shoved her smaller opponent on to her back but before she could pounce on top the little blonde rolled out of the way. As Yvonne fell forward, Sarah rolled her on to her back and straddled her, yanking the thong down her legs and revealing her waxed pussy. "Oh yeah," the little blonde whispered, running her fingers over the stiff clit, making the powerful black fighter buck and writhe beneath her as she desperately tried to push her off. "Aaaaah...ohhhh God...fuck!" "Ohhhh yeah, feel that bitch?" Sarah teased, rubbing harder. Feeling the fingers slipping into her wet snatch, Yvonne clawed weakly at Sarah's back as the climax built within her. Seconds later, her whole body tensed as the shockwaves coursed through her athletic frame, sapping all her strength. "AAAAHHHHHH NO NOOOO!" The audience burst into applause as a beaming Sarah stood up and looked over at her lover. "Yes, nice one babe!" Wendy yelled. "Score Miss Lawton, 1 all with four minutes fifty two seconds remaining." Still a little stunned, Yvonne slowly got back up and rubbed her eyes. Confirming to Jacqueline she wished to continue, she knelt down in the centre of the mat where Sarah was already waiting for her, a broad confident smile on her face. "Ready...Go!" Taking full advantage of her opponent's groggy state; Sarah lunged forward and sent her sprawling on to her back; before Yvonne could react she spread her legs apart and slipped between them, grinding her pussy down on to the older woman's drenched snatch. "Ohhh...oh fffuuck...no...you aaaaahhhh!" Trying to block out the amazing feeling racking her body, Yvonne grabbed Sarah's waist and thrust back against her, the sweat beginning to pour from the two fighters as the rhythm built between them. As the audience watched on in near silence, the room filled with the gasps and groans from the two women. It soon became apparent who was gaining the upper hand as Yvonne began shaking her head and trying to wriggle free. "Aaaaahh oh God no...no no!" "Oh yes!" Sarah hissed, wrapping her arms round Yvonne's thigh and thrusting down harder, "come on, give it!" "Fffuck...you!" Sensing Yvonne was slipping, the audience became more vocal, none more so than Wendy, spurring her lover on. "THAT'S IT BABE! COME ON!" she screamed, banging her fist on the table as Saskia smiled and shook her head. Desperately clawing at the mat as her resistance ebbed away, Yvonne arched her back and screamed as a second, more intense climax tore through her; her head swimming as the waves of pleasure blurred with the cheers from the audience. "Score Miss Lawton; Miss Lawton leads 2-1 with one minute twenty one seconds remaining." As Sarah knelt down in the centre once more and waited, her opponent was still lying on her back trying to recover. With so little time left, it now seemed that her first defeat was almost inevitable; but there was no way she was going to withdraw. If she got the opportunity, she might just be able to scrape a draw. "Do you wish to continue?" Nodding, she got up, staggered over to the centre and slumped down opposite her diminutive opponent. "Ready...Go!" Sensing the chance to finish the severely weakened fighter off, Sarah launched herself at her, but Yvonne was ready for her. Drawing up all the strength she had left, she grabbed the young girl and wrapped her powerful thighs around her waist. "Aaaaahhh...Jesus...fffuuck!" Sarah gasped, as Yvonne began to squeeze. "Gotcha you little bitch!" the ebony fighter growled, smiling gleefully as she increased her vice like grip on her victim. Reaching down, she ran her fingers over the little tuft of blonde hair. "Aaaaaaahh...no!" "Shit; come on babe, hold on," Wendy pleaded as she anxiously looked on. "Don't worry, she'll make it," Saskia replied confidently, "time's nearly up." Pushing two fingers inside her trapped opponent, Yvonne vigorously work them in and out as she gently massaged the rock hard clit her thumb. "Come on Sarah, let go!" she scowled. "Aaaaaahhh...BITCH...NAAAOO!" Just when she thought she couldn't hold on, the gong boomed round the room. "Break!" "Fuck!" Yvonne hissed, reluctantly releasing her opponent. "Timed out; Miss Lawton wins 2-1." To almost deafening cheers and applause, Sarah slowly got up to her feet and raised her arms in victory. To her surprise, she turned round to find Yvonne offering her hand. "Well played," she smiled. "Thanks," Sarah replied, shaking it. "Until next time then Sarah." With that, she slipped on her robe, winked and headed for the double doors. Getting her own robe off Nina, Sarah put it on and made her way over to the guest table. "Congratulations Sarah, another fine performance," Patricia smiled warmly. "Yeah nice one babe," Wendy agreed, giving her lover a peck on the cheek. Sarah vs. Yvonne "Thank you; so come on then, whose idea was it to put me against Yvonne?" "Actually it was mine," replied Patricia, "Saskia agreed with me it would be good test on your way to facing Lily again." "And when might that be?" the little blonde asked sternly, looking over her glasses at her Ladyship. "Soon Sarah, I promise," she replied, "I shall have Nina bring up your prize money shortly." "Thank you, come on Wend, let's go upstairs." "Okay babe." As the two girls left the room, Saskia turned to Patricia. "Are you really going to put them against each other soon?" "Oh yes, I'm just wondering if I can get them both to agree to something a little more exciting," the aristocrat purred, giving Saskia a knowing look. "Oh...I see"... ***** Thanks for reading. MELD.