Go back to Catherine Bell vs Jeri Ryan

Posted by Jeri's Knockouts on 7/13/2008

“No,” Jeri Ryan mumbled numbly, “I don’t believe it… I beat her…”

Standing in her corner at the end of 10 long and hard-fought rounds, the gorgeous blonde was frozen in place by shock as the decision was announced.  It was plainly obvious to everyone that her opponent, Cat Bell, was all but finished at the end of the 10th.  Knocked down and all but out in the dying seconds, Cat would’ve been done.  A few more precious seconds would’ve been all that Jeri needed to beat her hated rival…

But somehow, Cat survived.  On her feet at the bell, the decision was hers.  Jeri had lost the fight.  Her gloves already removed, Jeri covered her mouth with one of her taped hands and tried to fight back tears of disappointment as the emotional weight of the defeat cut to her very core. 

Across the ring, the brunette was seated on her stool being attended to by her cornermen.  Still feeling the effects of the knockdown, Cat was clearly still out of it, barely even able to acknowledge her own victory.  Disappointment and sadness gave way to anger and resentment as Jeri saw the state of her foe.

“You didn’t beat me,” Jeri shouted, “You were mine!  I had you!”

Jeri marched across the ring, determined to face her rival once more.  Pushing her way into Cat’s corner, the blonde grabbed the brunette by the straps of her top and yanked her to her feet.  Seething, Jeri locked her arms around Cat’s back and squeezed tightly, crushing her in a bearhug.  She allowed herself a faint smile as Cat groaned in pain, and slowly began to walk her foe back to the ropes.  Jeri’s smile, however, soon turned to a scowl as she forced eye contact with Cat.  There was something unsettling in the look in Cat’s eyes…

Jeri soon found out as Cat’s arms snaked around her waist and squeezed with a bearhug of her own.  The blonde threw her head back and howled in agony as her midsection, well-worn from constant attention in their fight, was crushed mercilessly.

“Ooohhh, your ribs felt that, didn’t they,” Cat purred, “Looks like I’m not quite done after all, huh?”

Jeri frantically adjusted her grip, trying to press her magnificent breasts against Cat’s and push the brunette back, but to no avail.  The blonde cried out again as her waistline took another brutal squeeze.  Her own hold was faltering, and she could only squeeze with a fraction of the strength that Cat possessed.  Jeri whimpered as she felt her legs buckle.  She could no longer hold her ground.

“Looks like someone miscalculated,” Cat cooed, “Hurts to know you’re not as tough as you think you are, doesn’t it?”

“Fuck you,” Jeri blubbered, unsuccessfully trying to keep her composure.

“No, fuck you,” Cat retorted, “I’ve put up with your games for ten years now… I’m finishing you here… Right now…”

It felt like an eternity, but Jeri was finally forced across the entire length of the ring and pressed with her back against the ropes.  She could no longer hide the suffering that Cat was forcing her to endure.  Her arms were still clasped around the brunette’s waist, but were totally devoid of their former strength.  The blonde let out another anguished cry of pain as her rival’s arms squeezed her waist again.  There was nothing keeping her up but the ropes and Cat’s sheer malevolence.

Finally, Cat let her go.  Jeri stumbled forward and slid down to her knees, collapsing in front of the brunette.  Feeling Cat’s fingers in her hair, Jeri winced as her head was yanked back, forcing her to look up at her foe standing in front of her, but she had no willpower left to resist.  Tears were welling up in the blonde’s eyes as she saw the wicked grin on Cat’s face.  For a woman in Jeri’s position, that look on Cat’s face was one of the most heartbreaking expressions in the world.  Jeri didn’t have long to dwell on it, however, as Cat bent down and planted her breasts on the blonde’s face in a standing breast smother.  Jeri’s cries were muffled beneath Cat’s flesh, but she did not resist.  After a few moments, the brunette lifted her tits up, leaving the blonde gasping for air.

“Tell me who’s better,” Cat commanded, “Do it, or you’re gonna get more jug.”

Jeri was silent.  Cat waited for a few seconds for a response, but not receiving one, impatiently bent over to reapply the smother.  Before she could continue, however, fight officials were moving to restrain her.  Apparently, the powers that be had seen enough.

“Looks like we’re done for now,” Cat giggled as she gave Jeri a not-so-soft slap on the cheek, “Just wait til next time, bitch… Next time, no one is going to save you…”

Still on her knees, Jeri shuddered and wrapped her arms around her tortured midsection.  Her own handlers were rushing out to her aid in mid-ring, but Jeri ignored them almost catatonically.  Her gaze remained locked on Cat as she watched the brunette saunter away.

“Next time…”