Wendy vs Jadzia

Hi readers, this is the tenth instalment in this series.

Previous story: 9. The Novices: Wendy vs Hayley.

Hope you enjoy it...

MELD.

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"Same again please Ted," said Wendy, handing over the glasses.

"Meeting your friend, are you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and smiling.

"Yes, she'll be here shortly Ted, calm down," the big girl teased.

"Bugger off, four twenty please."

Wendy took the drinks and sat back at the table with Sarah; the little blonde took her glass and smiled reassuringly at her. After a few more practice sessions with Hayley, Sarah had decided that her lover was ready for her debut at Boxten, so it had been arranged for tonight and they were now waiting for Saskia to pick them up. It had been a few weeks since their last visit to The Society and Patricia was keen to see them both return, especially now she could add Wendy to the roster, promising Sarah that she would break her in gently, putting her up against another new girl. Despite all Patricia's promises, Sarah could tell Wendy was still very apprehensive about the whole thing, knocking back her drink and drumming her fingers on the table.

"Look, she's late," the big redhead huffed, pointing at her watch.

"Baby, will you please relax," Sarah smiled, stopping the drumming fingers, "she'll be here in a minute."

Almost as if on cue, Saskia's car pulled up outside the window; stepping out she smoothed down her jacket, checked her lipstick in the mirror and strode across the car park into the bar.

"Yes love," said Ted, putting on his best friendly face.

"White wine please," the blonde replied coolly from behind her sunglasses.

"Two eighty please."

Taking her drink and change, she just about managed a smile.

"Cheers love," he chirped, admiring her pert bum as she walked over to join the two girls.

"Afternoon you two, long time no see," she said warmly, taking off her sunglasses and sitting down, "and how are we today?"

"Bloody hell, you're in a good mood, did you sack someone this week or what?" Sarah joked.

"No, that was last week," Saskia smiled back, "no, I'm just looking forward to seeing our latest acquisition in action that's all."

"I'll bet you are," Wendy grumped, finishing her drink.

"Oh dear, little bit nervous?"

"Nervous? I'm fuckin' bricking it!"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine, every girl's nervous on their debut, isn't that right Sarah?" said Saskia, turning to the little blonde.

"Yep, she'll be alright though with me looking after her," Sarah smiled, grabbing Wendy's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Right, come on then, finish your drink and we'll get going," said Saskia, knocking back her wine.

Picking up their bags, the trio made their way out into the car park.

"See ya Ted," Sarah yelled back.

"Yeah, bye girls."

The old landlord watched through the window as they loaded up the car; noticing him watching, Sarah smiled and waved at him as they eased out of the car park.

"Nosey old sod isn't he," Saskia muttered.

"Oh yes, he's very observant," said Sarah, "he told us he saw you dropping someone off just down the road a few weeks ago, who was that then?"

"No one," she replied sharply, "just a friend, that's all."

"Wow, you've got a friend, will wonders never cease?" Wendy sniggered from the back seat.

"Yes, well done Wendy, good one," Saskia smiled, "glad to see your nerves are easing a bit."

'You wouldn't be joking if you knew who it was' she thought, taking a deep breath and swallowing hard....

An hour or so later they arrived at Boxten Hall; parking in the courtyard, they found Patricia waiting for them at the door with Perkins.

"Good afternoon ladies, lovely to see you back again," she said, warmly greeting them all with a kiss and a hug. As Perkins took their bags upstairs, Patricia ushered the trio into the drawing room; sitting them all down, she then pulled the rope by the door.

"Well Wendy, how are you feeling then, ready for tonight?" she asked, sitting down next to Saskia.

"Well she seems to think I am," Wendy replied, nodding at Sarah.

"Well, if Sarah thinks you are, then you must be," smiled the older woman; just then, Nina entered the room.

"You rang Ma'am?"

"Four G&Ts with ice please Nina."

"Yes Ma'am," the maid smiled, noticing Wendy.

Nina left the room and they returned to their conversation.

"What time will I be fighting?" the big redhead asked.

"I think I will probably put you on third, so around about 10:00."

"I don't suppose you will tell me who I will be up against."

"I'm not sure yet, I've got it down to a choice of two, don't worry they're both pretty much beginners, they've only had a couple of fights," Patricia explained, trying to reassure her new competitor.

"Okay, fair enough," Wendy shrugged.

"What size are you Wendy?"

"Sixteen."

"Thong or bikini bottoms?"

"Thong please."

"Right I shall pass that along and your robe and colours will sent up to you later." smiled Patricia, noticing Nina had returned with the drinks.

"Thank you Nina."

Smiling again at Wendy, the maid placed the tray on the table; before she left, Patricia handed her a slip of paper.

"Will that be all Ma'am?"

"Yes thank you Nina, carry on helping Michelle in the main room please."

"Yes Ma'am."

"I must say I really love what you're wearing Sarah," said Patricia, admiring her swallow print 50's dress.

"Thank you," the little blonde smiled.

"Yeah, love the little frilly socks," Saskia smirked, "very erm...classy."

"Piss off Saskia!" snapped Sarah, folding her arms.

"Erm...yes well, moving on, I think we should get you up to your room hmm?" said Patricia, looking a little flustered, "you're in number 6 again."

They finished their drinks and made their way down the corridor to the staircase; as they neared the double doors to the main room, Sarah could hear gasps and groans echoing down the corridor.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Have a look if you want," said Patricia, gesturing to the doors.

They stepped into the room to find Belle fighting a short chubby woman with short cropped brown hair; Sarah guessed the woman was at least mid to late fifties and was certainly no match for Belle. Within a few moments she had torn off her green bikini bottoms, revealing a dark bush of pubic hair; straddling her opponent, Belle then spread her legs and ran her fingers over her swollen clit making the woman wail despairingly.

"Ohhhh fuck....no....no!"

"Who is she?" the little blonde asked, as they all sat down at a table.

"That's Susan, a close friend of mine, she's been a member for years." replied Patricia, "she came to me earlier and said she'd always wanted to see what it was like to fight on the mat, so I arranged a little session with Belle for her."

"I thought Belle had retired," said Wendy.

"She has, she's here as a guest today, but when I asked her to do me this little favour for me, she jumped at the chance, especially when I added a bonus."

"Oh right, how much?" asked Saskia, leaning back in her chair.

"Come on Saskia, you know I'm not going to tell you that," Patricia smiled.

The group looked on as Belle continued to dominate her totally outclassed opponent, throwing her round the mat like a rag doll; Susan tried to crawl away but she simply grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her back to the centre. Rolling her on to her back, Belle resumed her assault on the mature woman's pussy, slipping two fingers inside and rubbing the clit with her thumb.

"Oh no....oh fuck....fuck...uuuuuhhhh!"

"Come on Susie, sing for me," Belle whispered, thrusting harder and twisting Susan's left nipple.

"AAAAAOOWW.......FFFFUUCK.......BITCH.....NO.....NO NO!"

"COME BITCH!"

"AAAAAAHHHHH......OH FUCKIN......YYEEEEAAAAHH....OH GOD!"

Susan's chubby little frame writhed and arched as a shattering climax swept through her; her legs thrashing wildly as her stronger opponent held her down fast. When she eventually settled, Belle got up and walked over the table.

"Hello there, I wasn't expecting an audience," she chirped, picking up a bottle of water and taking a swig.

"I just thought I'd pop in to see how it was going," said Patricia, looking over at her friend who was still down on her back, wiping the sweat from her brow.

"I think your friend might be struggling a bit, that's the second one already," Belle smiled.

"Well she is 55 Belle and a lot smaller than you."

Susan had now got up to her feet and had staggered over to the table, picking up the bottle she took a large gulp and sank down on a chair.

"Are you okay Susan?" Patricia asked, smiling.

"Just give me a couple of minutes," she groaned, "how the hell did you do this for over 25 years?"

"Just a gift I suppose," the big woman shrugged, "It's your debut tonight isn't it?" she said, turning to Wendy.

"Yep."

"Nervous?"

"Erm...a bit yes."

"Aww, don't worry I'm sure you'll be fine, especially with this one looking after you," Belle smiled, nodding at Sarah.

"Right Susan, do you want to go again?"

The mature woman nodded and stepped out on to the mat.

"Won't be a minute," Belle smirked, slipping off her yellow bikini bottoms.

"Go easy on her please, Belle," Patricia whispered.

"I've just took these off to make it a bit easier for her, I mean, she's never going to get them off, is she," Belle scoffed, "besides, she was the one who wanted to know what it was like to fight here, so I'm showing her."

"Even so, not so hard please."

"Okay, I don't think it will take much to finish her off anyway," the big woman shrugged.

Kneeling down and facing her opponent, Belle waited for her to make her move.

"Come on Susie, try again," she whispered, beckoning to her.

Susan lurched forward and kissed her passionately, her tongue probing deep into Belle's mouth; the big woman groaned with a mixture of surprise and lust as she felt Susan's hand slip between her legs and begin to stroke her clit. Belle responded in kind, pushing three fingers into her Susan's wet snatch, forcing her to break off the kiss as she gasped wantonly.

"hhaaaahhhh.....oh....oh..ffuck!"

"That's it, you like that don't you," Belle taunted, gently pushing the older woman on to her back again.

"OHHHHH.......FFFUUCK.........NO.......PLEASE!"

"Ohhh, yeah, open your legs bitch!" Belle scowled yanking Susan's legs apart and sliding between them.

"OHHHH.....NNO......NO NO.......OHHHH......FUCK!" Susan shrieked, as Belle began to trib her, slowly grinding her soft bald pussy onto her opponent's raging clit.

"OOHHHHH.......GOD....YOU..BI......AAAAAAHHHH NO....NO PLEEEEAAASE!"

"Oh yeah, come on, come on!"

"UUUUUHHHH..........HHAAAAAAAAAHHHH.......OH GOD!"

"Thaaat's it, scream for me!"

"AAAAAAAHHHH..........FUCK.......FFUCK......YYYYEEEEEAAAAHH!"

The mature woman slammed her hands into the mat as another intense orgasm consumed her, completely smashing any fight she had left out of her. As her body went limp, Belle got up off the defeated woman and went over to the table.

"I'll give you a couple of minutes to recover Susan," Belle joked.

"No, no please, no more," Susan whimpered, "I give up."

"Oh well that's that then," Belle chirped, picking up her colours and putting her robe on.

"Thank you for that, Belle," said Patricia, giving her a peck on the cheek.

"No problem, see you all later."

With that, she finished her bottle of water and left the room. Michelle, who with Nina had been getting the room ready, went over to Susan and helped her to a chair. As Patricia went to check to see that her friend was okay, Sarah and Wendy decided to go up to their room. They arrived upstairs to find Perkins waiting for them outside the door.

"Sorry we kept you waiting again," said Sarah.

"That's quite alright, Miss."

"You should have just put the bags inside the door and given us the key," said Wendy.

"I'm afraid I couldn't do that, Miss, I knew you were in the main room and I was under strict instructions not to enter there until told otherwise."

"Oh, sorry," said Wendy, pulling an awkward face.

"It's not a problem, I had other tasks to complete, so I dealt with them whilst I waited for you," the old butler smiled, "Will there be anything else, Miss?"

"Could we have a couple of G&Ts with ice please?" Sarah asked.

"I shall have Nina bring them up shortly, Miss."

"Thank you Perkins."

Handing the key to Wendy, the butler headed off downstairs and the pair went into the room. Sarah flopped down on the bed, whilst Wendy switched on the TV.

"Well, that was different," said Sarah, kicking off her stilettos.

"Hmm, I think she was perhaps too old to be fighting though, and against Belle of all people," replied Wendy.

"Has it got you in the mood for tonight though?" the little blonde asked.

"Huh, well if my opponent's that old tonight, I've got fuck all to worry about."

"Somehow I think that might be wishful thinking," Sarah smiled.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, Wendy opened it to find Nina standing there with the tray.

"Your drinks Miss," the pretty brunette smiled warmly.

"Thank you Nina, will you be escorting me to the mat tonight?"

"I think so Miss, I shall know for sure when I return with your robe and colours later."

"Okay Nina, I shall see you later."

"Alright Miss."

Closing the door, Wendy turned to see Sarah looking at her with a wry smile on her face.

"What?"

"I don't think Patricia's the only one happy to see you back here," the little blonde smirked, raising her eyebrows above her glasses.

"What are you on about?" Wendy asked, bemused.

"Don't tell me you haven't noticed Nina swooning over you."

"Nina?"

"Yes Nina, she hardly took her eyes off you when we were downstairs," said Sarah.

"Really?"

"Yes really! Bloody hell Wend, I'm sure you go round in a trance sometimes," the blonde sighed.

"Well I have got more pressing things on my mind at the moment!" Wendy stormed.

"Sorry baby," said Sarah giving the big girl a hug, "come on let's have these and go sleep for a bit."

"Okay babe"..............

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A couple of hours later there was a knock at the door.

"Wendy dear, your number one fan's at the door," Sarah called into the bathroom, giggling.

"Piss off," the big girl smiled, tapping Sarah on the arse as she walked past and opened the door.

"Good evening Miss, here you are," Nina said, handing her the robe and a schedule card.

"Thank you Nina," smiled Wendy, noticing the brunette's bright blue eyes.

"I shall return to collect you later, Miss."

"Okay, see you later."

Closing the door she turned to Sarah.

"See, I told you," the little blonde quipped.

"Hhmm, maybe," Wendy shrugged, "she's pretty cute I suppose."

Dropping the robe on the bed, she turned her attention to the schedule card,

Miss Hannah Myles. vs Miss Elna de Beer.

Miss Rachel Bennet. vs Miss Julie Simms.

Miss Jadzia Baczkowski. vs Miss Wendy Taylor. (Debut)

Miss Olivia Dumont. vs Miss Lucy Brookes.

"What the bloody hell?".......

"What's up?" asked Sarah, taking a look at the card.

"Aaah," she smiled, "well I'm guessing with a name like that, she's probably Polish, not that it will make any difference to fighting her."

"Fight her? I can't even fuckin' pronounce her!" Wendy huffed, "and I'll bet she's built like a bloody tank!"

"How can you tell that, just by her name?" laughed Sarah, "you daft cow."

"Well, you know what these Eastern European girls are like, they're all bloody massive!"

"What are you talking about? Most of the girlies in those videos you like watching are from Eastern Europe and they're all cute little things."

"Hmmm," The big girl shrugged, picking up the robe.

Wendy looked inside the robe and took a neon pink thong off the hanger, rolling her eyes she turned and showed it to her lover.

"Ooooh lovely," the little blonde laughed, "it goes so well with your bright red hair."

"I must say babe, you've really got this moral support thing down to a tee," moaned Wendy.

"I'm sorry baby," Sarah smiled, giving her anxious lover a hug, "go on, go and have a shower, it might help you relax."

"Hmm no, I think I'll have a bath instead, care to join me?" she said, with a mischievous wink.

"Yeah, why not?" Sarah replied softly, gently kissing the big girl's lips and leading her into the bathroom......

Later, Sarah was sat on the edge of the bed, whilst Wendy paced up and down the room, waiting for the knock on the door.

"Oh for God's sake Wend, will you sit down," the little blonde snapped, "you'll wear a bloody hole in the carpet."

"I just want to get it over with," Wendy groaned, "is this what it felt like for you, the first time?"

"Trust me baby, once the fight starts you'll be too busy to be nervous, you forget about the audience, the noise, even the fact you're naked, it's just you and her until the referee tells you to stop or the gong times you out," Sarah explained to her, gently rubbing her thigh.

"Well, I just hope-"

The big girl was interrupted by a knock at the door; she turned to her lover with a look of fear etched on her face.

"Oh God!"

"Well, this is it baby, come on you'll be fine," said Sarah.

Adjusting her robe and checking her plaits in the mirror, Wendy took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Good evening Miss," smiled Nina.

Stepping out on to the landing, she looked along to see Michelle knocking on the door of room 12. The door opened and out stepped a small pretty girl with dark shoulder length hair held back with a headband decorated with a pale blue rose; her features were sharp, with high cheekbones and piercing blue eyes, which widened considerably when their gaze fell on Wendy.

"There you go, small and cute, I don't think you're what she was expecting either," Sarah whispered.

Nina gave her colleague a nod and the group made their way downstairs; Wendy's stomach began to churn as she heard the hubbub echoing down the corridor from the main room, her heart feeling like as it was going to burst from her chest as they waited by the double doors.

"I'm going to sit down now," said Sarah, kissing her lover on the cheek, "come on baby, you can do this."

"Okay I'll see you in a bit," the big girl replied anxiously.

With that, Sarah made her way over to the guest table and sat down next to Saskia as Patricia stood in the centre of the mat in her blue evening gown and long white gloves, introducing the two fighters.

"Now ladies, we come to the third match this evening, first we have a young Polish girl who put in a stunning performance on her debut, will you please welcome Miss Jadzia Baczkowski."

Heralded by applause, the little dark haired girl strode confidently out on to the mat, escorted by Michelle.

"And now her opponent, making her much anticipated debut tonight, will you please give a warm welcome to Miss Wendy Taylor."

The big girl took a deep breath and stepped out to join her opponent, the applause ringing in her ears; as they reached the centre of the mat, Nina gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

"Don't worry Miss, you will be okay," she whispered.

"Come on then, tell me about this Jadzia," said Sarah, turning to Saskia.

"Apparently one of the members discovered her, she's originally from Gdansk but she's been in England for about two years and now lives in Nottingham."

"Is she any good?"

"Well, she beat Victoria Heywood 3-0 on her debut a couple of weeks ago."

"Hmm, not bad I suppose, but most of the girls here have beaten Victoria at least once, including me." said Sarah.

"Even so, I still think your Wendy might be in for a tough time," Saskia warned.

Jadzia shrugged off her robe to reveal her slender, lithe body; wearing a pair of light blue bikini bottoms, she paced around the mat, occasionally shooting the odd glance at her opponent. Wendy eventually slipped off her robe and handed it to her admiring escort.