White Christmas at the Ice Hotel!

Kate Upton vs Tahnee Atkinson-Body Saddle Bout


Before: Tahnee taking the JMDD title off Kate a month ago, she’s already the welter #1 contender and saddling Upton will make her impossible for the welter champ to ignore next year. “Pummeling Kate again and again was the best Christmas present I could give myself! I’m already looking forward to taking the title away from Hannah. She’s going to be quaking in her boots when I put away the fighter who stripped her belts away!



Kate has her own perspective on the subject: ““F*ck Tahnee Atkinson and f*ck her nasty Aussie tits. I will never ever forget how she made me feel embarrassing me in front of my hometown crowd, never forget her taking MY title away from me and the feeling of her nasty bossy boobs on my face. It's a feeling I plan to NEVER experience again, I plan on paying her back here! I hate her so f*cking much!”



Kate wearing a duplicate of Kelly Brook’s old white fur bikini, matching gloves and mukluks. Dappled black and white fur bikini for Tahnee, black sealskin mitts and mukluks. Both girls with hair wild down their backs, go forehead-to-forehead and tit-to-tit during instructions, gloved hands kneading and pinching each other’s glutes. At the ref’s request to touch gloves, instead four hands are raised and four hammerfists slam down, sending rounded rumps rippling!



R1: Tahnee stepping-to, feeding Kate a stuffing left jab up the middle; ducking inside blonde's wide left hand receipts; tucking the short left hook deep to Upton's breadbasket; pounding the short right forearm to jug, driving her rival to ropes. Kate sniveling early, on her heels: she's being bullied. Tahnee stalks Upton along the apron - touching her with a measuring left hand; bending into right hand wallops above blonde's left hip or armpit as Kate rolls grumpily to her right, trying to absorb the shots. Final minute all Tahnee: she packs Upton into the ropes, making her take weight; pushes her blonde right side into the strands, crowding close on Kate's left flank, sliding a left arm in under, holding her around the tummy while pounding brute right hands to back and head. Ref issuing breaks as Upton cowers under the weight, Atkinson dominating bell to bell in a bullying first.



R2: Repeat of the end of their title fight, Kate unable to hold canvas when Tahnee bodies up, finds herself back-to-ropes. Atkinson on top, pushing on Upton to smother; lifting low-slung lefts and rights heavily into American midsection&ribs. Kate writhing to tie Tahnee up behind the head or elbows; issuing back short-shrugging slugging receipts, scoring with heft to rival tummy&tits. Atkinson patient, job of work at times - Upton maintaining tight earmuff along ropes, brunette reaching in, wrestling the guard apart so she can pound jug in reprisal. Bell: Tahnee pushes up off Kate thick and heavy, both girls already breathing hard, wisps of steam coming off their shoulders through 2



R3: Kate making some adjustments on the fly, shooting the jab more, even when missing, it's preventing Tahnee from jumping in at will. Atkinson in control much of the round, but down the stretch, she catches Upton a satisfying hook, doubles it to bronzed gut and wades in to back her blonde up. Kate able to step back, load up the right leg and walk Tahnee into a short right hand to the chin, Aussie sent stomping back wide eyed on her heels at the bell. Upton steals a round with timely power - both girls bearing up well under the other's heat through 3.



R4: Now it’s Tahnee making adjustments: sliding to her right, away from Kate's right, keeping the jab on, but dropping the long right hand around the guard, then bringing it back fast to her cheek. Atkinson still unashamed to clinch - doing so after every right hand she throws - diving in to wrap Upton up behind the elbows. Tahnee going to the body to wick away some of that power - a nice tight right uppercut to the sternum, a short hook of the jab, occasionally doubled up has Upton reaching breathy to clinch. Kate less effective as Tahnee beats her to punches, bodies up to walk her around, blonde the more confused of the two hulking-jugged fighters, making her move her feet.



R5: Kate covering up, huddling down, takes Tahnee's hook on a sacrificial flank - then catching her a swift right cross/left hook out of the crouch. Upton's counterpunching effective - Atkinson stymied, forced to back up and regroup: blonde over to offence for the first time in this fight. Right hands squirt through - often off feints or step-rights - Tahnee confused as Kate locates chin with authority. Fight drifts to ropes - Upton on top - her head pushing at Atkinson's face, hands inside Aussie's shoulders. Kate snappin' and snatchin' tidy - working Tahnee's midriff and tits to bell. RIGHT HAND ATKINSON - CHEAP N' LATE! Upton relaxing after the bell, gets caught a clout, draping her blinking against ropes: ref grabs snarling Tahnee from behind and escorts her to corner.



R6: Trudging battle of attrition emerging - both girls shopworn, partially broken down at this point. Tahnee comes forward in spots, driving through with her right hand to Kate's jaw, walking her back, hooking at her tummy. Upton lavishing punishment on Atkinson's buxom torso - pounding it, lashing it, strapping it - just big, beefy, succulent whacks with venomous leverage on every stroke. Both women repeatedly wobbled and shook. Both very expressive when hurt - the batting eyelashes, the parted lips - clear invitations for the other to redouble her efforts. Cuffing hook of Tahnee's paunch late doubles her up, backs her up butt first, choking back tears. Kate wades in, gently riding her left hand behind Atkinson's head while plowing her brutal right hands in the body. 



Tahnee's hurt bad in her body: Kate sees it, goes after it. Slow, agonizing retreat for Atkinson - she's cringing, eyes wincing - extending her mitts to push at Upton's head and shoulders, trying to shunt her off course. Kate's confidence rising - she's weathered plenty of Tahnee’s right hands, can sense the sting is coming off them - American more and more prepared to attack right up the middle. Upton's pacing very good - sustainable, thudding pressure - not frenzied or hurried JMDDing: she's making each punch count in Atkinson's midsection and torso. Tahnee weeping after the midway point, now backpedaling in awkward fashion - Kate forced to hop to stay in range. Upton taking Atkinson to ropes late, plastering her waistline a rich series of wide-slashing rights and lefts: Aussie's crippled, sobbing out in pain. KATE WANTS JUGG! Upton goes for it all against Atkinson's bulging rack! Kate laying it on thick - tipping side to side to slosh home fat leather - big greasy swings from her hips curving in to take Tahnee heavily on her breasts and ATKINSON GOES DOWN! Goodnight Tahnee, Kate FINALLY gets it done at the Ice Hotel as she picks up the KO6 and evens things up 1-1!



After: Kate FINALLY breaking her Ice Hotel jinx, not willing to wait for the saddle to be prepared, using the time to drag Tahnee on a walk of shame, one taped hand in her hair, the other yanking up those furry bottoms in a crude wedgie. When they complete their circuit, the Lookout! Body Saddle is ready for its maiden voyage! Kate unceremoniously tosses Tahnee through the strands to the hardwood of the ballroom floor!



Attendants secure the saddle around Tahnee’s waist and chest, Kate sliding her knees into the pads above the hips and seating herself comfortably, takes a hold of the brunette’s hair and pulls back on them like reins with one hand, while the other reaches back and gives Atkinson a generous slap on the ass, telling her to giddyup. Slow ride through the ballroom and the hotel lobby as Tahnee struggles to move quickly with Kate’s weight atop her – it’s a slow, painful humiliation. 



Hotel front doors are wide open when they arrive, Kate pushes down with her weight into the seat as Tahnee stumbles out into the snow – the snow bank where Adriana Lima once smothered her into oblivion is now the scene of Upton’s triumph. 



Pushing her knees down into the pads, Kate rises up like a rider on stirrups and then drops her butt down into the seat – she does it again, and again, and again. Tahnee’s exhausted both from the last round’s pummeling and the long walk from ring to front courtyard – it doesn’t take long for her arms and legs to give way as she drops face down into the snow. Upton keeps her balance, rises to her feet and dusts off her hands, symbolically wiping away the old, and turns to return inside the hotel, not giving Atkinson another glance. These two are set to face off again in a week, can Tahnee recover enough to give Kate any kind of a fight? Or has her quest for vengeance blown away her first, best opportunity?