Using paragraph above, rewrite, make fight story in "Bloodsport" style and make fight longer by using more professional wrestling techniques: They lunged at one another and grabbed each other by their long, glossy hair, each woman pulling hard as their shrieks and curses filled the empty gym.

 

“Bitch!” cried Jennifer.

 

“Slut!” squealed Kathleen.

 

They were stalemated, but soon it was the redhead who gained the opening advantage as she kneed Kathleen in the stomach, winding the brunette, before then kneeing Kathleen hard in the groin, kneecap cracking off pubic bone and prompting a long, painful moan from the dark-haired wrestler. Jennifer grinned and then loosed her grip to deliver a sharp left uppercut to Kathleen's jaw that made the brunette sag back, dazed and glassy-eyed - and totally defenseless for what was coming next ...

 

The wickedly-smiling Jennifer was filled with glee at her enemy’s sudden predicament, and readied herself to take control of the fight. Planting her feet, she suddenly snaked out with both arms, grabbed Kathleen by her vulnerable throat with her bare hands, and began choking her until Kathleen was gasping for air. The brunette battler tried with both hands to pry Jennifer's greedy fingers from her throat, but to no avail.

 

“Urrkk!” mouthed Kathleen as the breath was violently squeezed from her naked body, just as Jennifer had done to her so many, many times in the past.

 

“Choke, you fucking bitch!” snapped Jennifer as she poured on the pressure, the redhead rising onto her toes as she tightened her soft but strong hands like a vise about Kathleen’s slender neck. “Choke, damn it!”

 

“Unnhhh … unnnhh …” gasped the weakening brunette, still unable to escape her attacker’s deadly caress. Jennifer now began to shake her victim back and forth, determined to squeeze the breath from the brunette, thumbs pressing down harder, until Kathleen did something totally unexpected.

 

Her hands still about Jennifer’s wrists, Kathleen dropped straight down onto the mat, first on her butt and then on her back, pulling a surprised Jennifer down along with her. Kathleen then finally managed to get a leg up against the redhead's stomach and thrust Jennifer away to break the redhead's vicious chokehold, the brunette then rolling over and coughing hoarsely, one hand rubbing her raw, sore throat.

 

Jennifer flew back and crashed hard onto her back, her head also striking the ground and dazing her - but she had no time to be stunned, as Kathleen quickly got to her knees and leaped atop her fallen, equally-naked foe. Straddling her enemy, Kathleen plunged downwards with both arms, wound her long fingers about Jennifer's exposed throat, and began to choke her with both hands, as hard as Jennifer had been choking her mere moments before.

 

Jennifer gagged and twisted back and forth on the mat, desperate to twist free but with no luck. Her air was rapidly running out between Kathleen’s hands…

 

“Unnhh … ulkkkk …” was all Jennifer could mutter through her oppressed windpipe, hands squeezing about it mercilessly.

 

“How’s that feel, cunt?” growled Kathleen as she squeezed harder. “I’ll choke your fucking lights out this time! I’ll – agghh!”

 

Unable to pull Kathleen's fingers from her throat, Jennifer had reached up and seized Kathleen's throat with both of her own hands before squeezing with all her strength until Kathleen was coughing out loud.

 

They began to roll back and forth across the ring then in a brutal mutual choke, throttling each other, first one nude beauty on top and then the other, hands squeezing with reckless abandon, thumbs pressing down mercilessly on windpipes. Kathleen finally ended up on top, bracing her foot against the mat to stop their rolling around, and then she continued to choke her redheaded rival with both hands as Jennifer gagged and twisted underneath her brunette foe but refused to relinquish her own cruel grip. Naked bodies pressed tight against one another, furry crotches and fleshy breasts rubbed together in close quarters as the two young women fought to the finish, coughs and gasps permeating the air about them as they tried choke each other to death with their bare hands ...

 
 

Kathleen gained the upper hand as she began to pound the back of Jennifer's skull against the mat and the underlying wooden gym floor, the brunette's hands still secured about her opponent's throat. The blows stunned the ravishing redhead enough to force her to loosen her own grip on her foe's neck, and her hands sprawled uselessly to the sides as the room swam about her head ...

 

Kathleen smiled evilly at her foe's plight, and with leverage and position now on her side, the beautiful brunette tightened her hands about her hated enemy's exposed throat, steely thumbs pressing down harder and squeezing the life from her rapidly fading rival ...

 
 

Jennifer felt the life draining from her sleek nude body as Kathleen choked her harder and harder, both hands about the redhead’s slender neck. Jennifer began to cough and gasp hoarsely as the brunette poured on the pressure - thumbs pressing down savagely into the redhead's windpipe, fingers squeezing about her neck mercilessly. Jennifer's long arms still lay at her sides, her head still swimming from the pounding it had just received against the mat-covered wooden floor, her blue eyes shut in agony.

 

Kathleen's face was a mask of near-insane glee as she strangled her rival senseless. Having been on the receiving end of many a chokehold in their many woman-to-woman fights of the past twelve months, she was reveling in being the attacker instead of the victim, and she wanted her enemy to know it as well.

 

"You're finished, bitch!" crowd the brunette, brown eyes blazing and white teeth flashing in the pale gymnasium lighting overhead. "I'm going to squeeze the life from you with my bare hands, once and for all!"

 

Her grin widened with each passing second, her face almost Cheshire cat-like in appearance, until suddenly there was the sharp "thwack" of bone upon bone reverberating through the gym, and an anguished moan from the beleaguered brunette. As she was celebrating her impending victory, her foe had surprised her by balling her fists up tight and smashing them directly into Kathleen's cheekbones, the lovely Jennifer borrowing an escape ploy that sweet Kathleen had used before when she was being strangled lifeless by the redhead.

 

Following up her attack, Jennifer grabbed Kathleen by the wrists and detached her foe's hands from about her throat even as she sucked back in much-needed, life-giving air, before shoving Kathleen to the side and rolling out from beneath the brunette. Kathleen lay on her side, whimpering and rubbing her wounded face as she rolled from side to side, while Jennifer sat there and clutched her raw throat. She hacked and coughed the color back into her own countenance, glaring at her fallen foe all the while, ready to pay the brunette back.

 

Indeed, he redhead recovered first from her ordeal, and made her way over on hands and knees to her arch-enemy, who now lay face-down on the blue-and-white mat, still moaning. Before she knew what was happening, Kathleen felt two strong hands encircling her wrists and pulling her arms out to the sides, and a 100-pound-plus weight descending upon the small of her naked back as if someone were kneeling on top of her. Craning her neck back, she saw Jennifer straddling her from behind, the redhead pulling the brunette upwards by the wrists. Kathleen twisted and thrashed, trying to break fee, but Jennifer had too much strength and leverage for the brunette in this position.

 

Pulling Kathleen up further, Jennifer suddenly released her hold and in a split-second wound her long fingers about Kathleen’s chin from underneath, interlocking them in a strong, fleshy web as she began to pull back like mad, the redhead rising up onto her toes in this new assault. Kathleen screamed as she felt her back breaking, but Jennifer only smirked remorselessly as she pulled back harder, hands now twisting Kathleen’s head and neck from side to side as well.

 

“Gonna twist your pretty little head off, Kath!” snarled the redhead through scowling lips. “Gonna break your fucking neck, bitch!”

 
 

Kathleen cried out as Jennifer continued twisting her neck from behind, the redhead remorseless in her attack. The redhead, who had been pulling the brunette up by the chin with both hands, now began to ride her dark-haired opponent down to the mat, one woman on top of the other as the assault continued.

 

"How does that feel, huh, bitch?" growled Jennifer as Kathleen tried to pry herself loose, her fingers clawing at the ones laced about her chin and jaw. Jennifer was now straddling Kathleen's back, the redhead's breasts and nipples pressing in on the brunette's bare back while Kathleen was forced to her knees and elbows beneath her opponent, still trapped, still suffering. Kathleen whimpered and moaned as she felt her neck and back breaking, but her enemy's grip was just too strong for her to break free.

 

"I'll bet it hurts like hell," grinned Jennifer, as she prepared to wrap her long legs about Kathleen's midsection from behind and really put the squeeze on her foe ...

 

... only to feel herself toppling backwards as Kathleen reared up with a supreme effort and toppled Jennifer back onto the mat, the brunette knocking the air out of the redhead as she landed on top of her. Jennifer's grip was also softened in the fall, and Kathleen managed to wrench herself loose by pulling her head up and then back, at last escaping the web of fingers grasping about her lower jaw. She slumped forward on the mat just as Jennifer lay there, both of them stunned by the fall, in 180-degree orientation to one another, their long legs rubbing together. They reposed for long moments, each trying to regain their strength before the other, each wanting to go on the offensive, but both too battered at the moment to rise to the occasion.

 

Finally they rolled over and looked up at each other, each glaring hatefully if wearily at the other; and without a word between them, each reached out with a long leg and bare foot towards the other's face. Naked, sweaty soles pressed over dry mouths, long toes groped at open nostrils and pinched them shut, and bare hands grabbed at thin ankles at pulled in vain as the two beauties tried to foot-smother each other out cold ...

 
 

Jennifer and Kathleen continued trying to foot-smother one another in their all-nude, gymnasium-held bout, but unable to breathe, neither woman could gain the upper hand – or foot. Soles pressed over mouths and toes pinched nostrils shut expertly, each beauty denying the other of precious breath with her bare feet, until finally both babes had to resort to biting their way free. Their shrieks wafted through the stale gym air after their teeth sank into the flesh of each other’s foot, until both women were kicking away at one another, feet pressing against chins and jaws as neither woman wanted her opponent to get the better of her.

 

Jennifer hooked one foot behind Kathleen’s neck and pressed her other foot into Kathleen’s throat, effectively foot-choking the brunette as she had done in the past. The redhead sat up and smiled as she watched her hated foe’s new agony, Kathleen gasping and gurgling for air as she tried ineffectually to pry Jennifer’s toes from her windpipe.

 

“How do you like that, bitch?” chided the redhead as she poured on the pressure, watched her bitter enemy suffer painfully. Her cackling was replaced by shrieking mere moments later as Kathleen got a hold of one of Jennifer’s toes and wrenched it back violently, breaking Jennifer’s hold and nearly her toe in the process. Kathleen clambered about on all fours as she tried to coax air back into her lungs, while Jennifer lay on her back, cursing and sobbing and rubbing her wounded toe with both hands.

 

Jennifer managed to stand up shakily after a time, her balance impeded by her injury, but by then Kathleen had recovered and was upon the redhead. Before she knew what was happening, Jennifer felt arms wrapping about her body, lifting her up and squeezing her savagely. Jennifer’s own arms were pinned to the sides of her body, and her feet dangled just inches above the mat as Kathleen began crushing her rival in a bearhug, the brunette pressing her fists deep into Jennifer’s back as she coiled her arms tighter and tighter about her enemy.

 

“How’s THIS, you slut?” hissed Kathleen. Kathleen’s eyes were ablaze as she stared hatefully at the suffering redhead, while Jennifer’s eyes were closed and her mouth agape in agony as Kathleen squeezed the life from her. But then it was Kathleen’s turn to cry out, as suddenly Jennifer opened her eyes and glared wordlessly at Kathleen before snapping her head forward to crash her skull hard against the bridge of the brunette’s nose. Kathleen screamed and released her hold, dropping Jennifer to the mat as the brunette fell backwards, assuaging her wound with both hands as blood began to trickle from her nostrils.

 

They lay there for long moments, each trying to recover from her ordeal, until they again regained their bare feet at almost the same time moments later. Wiping drying blood away from her nose, leaving a pasty smear of red above her mouth, Kathleen shrieked and lunged at Jennifer, but the wily redhead was ready for her. As Kathleen leaped into the air to tackle her foe, Jennifer snatched the overeager brunette right out of mid-air with both hands and then slammed Kathleen down hard to the mat on her back, stunning the dark-haired looker. She was stunned long enough for Jennifer to injure her foe even further by dropping down knee-first into Kathleen’s stomach, knocking the breath from the brunette, who was about to lose even more.

 

Still dazed by her sudden fall, Kathleen was unable to defend herself as Jennifer continued the scenario they had played out so many times before. Straddling Kathleen at the waist so that the brunette was pinned to the mat, Jennifer reached down with both hands, wrapped them about Kathleen’s exposed throat, and began squeezing with all her strength as she tried once more to choke Kathleen to death, this time for the final time …


 

Tighter and tighter squeezed the hands of oblivion as Jennifer began choking Kathleen lifeless, the redhead straddling the fallen brunette over the waist and brutally strangling her with both hands. Bony thumbs bit deep into an exposed windpipe, and long fingers coiled in tighter on the back of Kathleen's slender neck as Jennifer squeezed with all her remaining strength. Her determination was etched on her pretty face, blue eyes shut tight and white teeth grinding together as she threw her red head back and let her strong hands do her talking. Her biceps and forearms rippled with exertion, her ample breasts jiggled up and down, and her knuckles whitened as she funneled all her energy into her gripping, squeezing hands - and into Kathleen's throat.

 

Below her, Kathleen gagged and gasped for air, air that wasn't coming into her tortured lungs, her own hands plastered tight about Jennifer's wrists and trying madly to pull those terrible hands loose but to no avail as her face turned beet red. Kathleen's throat burned like never before, her breath exhaled in harsh, ragged gasps, her lungs were on fire, her mouth grew dry and her skull buzzed with agony. Battered by her foe's earlier blows, she felt her strength slipping away now just when she needed it most, and she shuddered as she wondered if Jennifer really would do her in this time. Through agonized eyes she stared up to see Jennifer's head thrown back, hard-tipped, white breasts shaking and shimmying to and fro as the redhead strangled the brunette mercilessly.

 

Pinned beneath her enemy, unable to reach up, Kathleen steeled herself for one last effort and pulled with all her flagging might at Jennifer's wrists, desperate to break free - and failed. The redhead's grip was intact, her hands squeezing harder than ever, and saliva frothed and foamed forth from the corners of Kathleen's thick, pouty lips as she prepared to give up the ghost, all thoughts of escape now fleeting as her body spasmed and shook violently. The brunette's legs and arms were akimbo, her body contracting and convulsing beneath the redhead's furry crotch, her redheaded foe now sitting right on top of the brunette's lungs and having all but forced the air out of them with her full body weight.

"Urkkk ... ullkk ... unnhh ..." were the last words that Kathleen gurgled forth, her shapely nude body stiffening one last time, silver saliva dripping openly onto the blue mat below in a translucent stream - and then she was still.

 

Jennifer was almost in a frenzy now, shaking up and down herself as she choked Kathleen with all her might, breasts and ass cheeks bouncing about like balls, completely unaware that the brunette had stopped struggling, probably not caring if she had. It was a full minute or so later when Jennifer had finally calmed down enough to realize that Kathleen was finished and that she had triumphed in their latest brutal, no holds barred, all-nude fight to the finish. Staring down at the brunette, Jennifer neatly detached her hands from about Kathleen's throat, its white color standing out in stark contrast to the deep red of Kathleen's face that was only now returning to its normal color.

 

Running a hand through her sweated, matted hair, Jennifer smiled with great satisfaction, and then leaned down close to listen for a heartbeat, ear to breast. She didn't hear any at first, but then there it was - slow, unsteady, but present. She looked down with more than a little bit of relief to see Kathleen's busty chest rising and falling ever so slightly as she inhaled unconsciously, the breath and color slowly returning to the brunette's savaged body. Jennifer continued to straddle her opponent, the vanquisher looking down triumphantly upon her victim, until finally she rose to her bare feet and stood over her fallen foe, still out cold. And she couldn’t resist the obligatory needling, even if Kathleen could not hear her.

 

"I win, you slut - I win!” spat Jennifer hatefully, even in victory. “And next time I promise you’ll get more
of the same! Next time, bitch, I’ll choke your lights out even worse!"

 

Reveling in the fact that she had prevailed in this latest affair in their ongoing rivalry, Jennifer turned and walked away, then stopped for one last lingering look at the defeated woman laying on the mat before heading for the showers, much like that first time - that first victory - so long ago ...

 

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