Angela and Jay's fight was on first and when I walked out of the changeroom I noticed that hardly anyone had left during the break even though there would be a different style of fighting in the second half of the program. I even spotted three girls from the first two fights among the spectators.
I couldn't see Dee but I could see Shanti was standing by herself at the back of the spectators not far from me so I went over and stood next to her.
"I am so going to own your cute arse," I whispered as I patted it.
"Enjoy it while you can man," she laughed, "because you won't be getting any of it when we get on the mat. See all these people? They're gonna see you and your lady go down tonight."
"You're half right. Angela is almost certainly going to lose ... but so are you."
Shanti turned to me and for a moment I thought that the fight was going to start right there but then she grinned, "Whoever wins, I know I'm gonna enjoy what comes afterwards."
The sound of the referee's whistle brought our attention back to the mat. The fight was basically being fought under the same rules the first two fights had been fought under but, as Angela had said, some of the limitations had been removed.
Jay made the first lunge at Angela but she moved to one side and came over onto his back. Even as he rolled over she was wrapping her legs around him and getting one arm around his throat. As soon as they were both on their backs Jay targeted the bow on Angela's right hip while his other hand tugged at the arm across his throat.
Once the bow was undone he applied both hands to the arm around his throat but both hands couldn't dislodge Angela's grip on him but when he hit her in her side with his elbow she grunted and released the hold. The blow had obviously hurt her, and she lay there holding the spot where she had been hit and trying to recover and that gave Jay the chance to roll away and then come back at her.
She was quite defenceless but that didn't seem to bother Jay and Angela screamed as he pushed her legs apart and grabbed her pussy hard. Even Shanti groaned when she saw what her man had done to Angela. He held on while Angela went on screaming as she tried to drag his hand away. When he finally released his hold on her she rolled away clutching her pussy and whimpering.
Perhaps Jay thought that victory was only seconds away for he could have finished her off right then but instead he stayed kneeling on the mat catching his breath; or perhpas he was waiting for her to struggle to her knees so that he could attack her again.
Whatever the reason was, the delay cost him. Angela was still whimpering as she slowly rolled over and pushed herself up onto her knees facing Jay. He started to say something to her but the crowd was yelling and I couldn't hear what said ... and it didn't really matter because Angela suddenly hurled herself at him.
She hit him with a shoulder charge that knocked him right over onto his back. And Angela was on him in an instant, smothering him with her boobs and struggling to get her legs twisted around his.
That didn't seem to bother Jay all that much for instead of trying to break free he first went to the ties on her bikini top and undid them and then went to the remaining tie that held the small piece of cloth over her pussy and undid that.
Suddenly Angela was squealing and twisting and trying to lift her hips while keeping her breasts on his face. That was when I noticed that the fingers of Jay's hand, the one furthest from us, were between her butt cheeks and undoubtedly trying to push into her anus.
His other hand slapped Angela's ass hard three times and each time she cried out but she would not stop smothering him ... at least not until he stopped slapping her arse, grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back.
"AGGGHHH YOU SHIT!" she screamed but words weren't going to stop him
He continued pulling on her ponytail until he had her rolling onto her back on the mat ... and as she rolled he rolled with her so that he was on top looking down at her. He slapped each breast five or six times, each slap making her squeal, and then he turned slightly and punched her in the pussy. It wasn't a hard punch but it sure made her grunt and it was enough to make Shanti catch her breath.
For a moment Angela seemed to go limp, as if that punch had knocked all the fight out of her, and as Jay turned back he was obviously feeling as though he was close to winning again ... but maybe not as close as he thought.
Angela suddenly brought her knees up into his back with such force that it was his turn to grunt and the blow obviously caught him by surprise. It surprised him enough that it gave Angela time to hit him a second time with her knees and then punch the side of his head.
That blow dazed him and Angela easily pushed him off.
He was slow to roll onto his knees while she was up and already moving into another shoulder charge. It was perfect timing for Angela, her shoulder charge was angled slightly down and it caught him around the solar plexus just as he was straightening up.
The sound of air being forced out of his lungs as the blow winded him could be heard above the shouts from the audience and it gave Angela a real advantage. Jay had rolled onto his side, clutching his stomach and he tried to resist when Angela went to roll him over onto his stomach but a short jab to his groin quickly ended that resistance.
She had just positioned herself on his back and was beginning to position her hands under his chin when the whistle blew for the end of the round.
I looked at Shanti and she was standing there with her mouth open. "Fuck man, she was going to beat him!"
She turned on me, "Have you been giving her lessons man?"
I held my hands up, "Oh no," I protested, "the last time we sparred she downed me with a kick to the head ... she should be giving me lessons."
"Fuck," she almost groaned, "he is going to be so pissed that he lost that round that he's going to kill her."
I started measuring how much distance there was between me and the mat in case I had to intervene. Hopefully Shanti was speaking figuratively and not literally.
The Referee called the fighters out for the start of the second round and I had to smile at the sight of my naked woman almost dancing out into the middle of the mat to take her starting position. She was laughing and smiling and her nipples were telling all the spectators that she was turned on and ready for some more fun.
Jay on the other hand looked sullen and was scowling as he slowly approached his spot on the mat. Before he knelt down he pulled his shorts off and pointed at his cock. It was long and semi-erect and he waved it at Angela as some of the guys in the crowd yelled their support for him and told him what to do with it.
Almost as soon as the whistle blew to start the round it was clear that Jay wanted revenge and he didn't really care how he got it. Angela made a lunge for his cock but he blocked her with one arm and as he turned towards her he got his other arm under her hips.
In that position, and by using her momentum, he was able to pick her up, turn her over and slam her to the mat. It was her turn to lose all the air in her lungs and, as she lay there gasping for breath, he sat on her face facing her feet.
While she struggled to get any air Jay leaned forward, roughly pulled her thighs apart and went down on her pussy biting and licking it. Muffled sounds of distress came from under him and her hands were frantically trying to grab him or find some grip on anything that might help her get him off her face.
