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1 October 2010 Post Fight Panettiere vs Witherspoon

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 Reese Witherspoon vs. Hayden Panettiere (too much blonde acrimony for 2 posts) PT 2

 

 

 

 

Posted by for simguy on 10/1/2010, 3:49 pm

 

After: Veteran blonde knew she had her shot and blew it, so she basically gave up the KO rather than absorbing more damage. Reese, battered to the point where almost anything was preferable to shipping more hurt, escapes with her aging body battered, but intact to fight another day - although her pride may take a hit. The big news (aside from the 'saddle show' to follow) is this fight revealed Panny is perhaps even more skilled than even her most ardent fans thought. She pretty much demolished a savvy, experienced, veteran fighter who came in on a hot streak tonight. Oh sure, Hayden's still young, surely headstrong, sometimes willful, but now she's seen as a figher with huge upside potential.

As Zoe Saldana observed, "All of a sudden, nothing in the FCBA looks totally out of Hayden's reach except the welter belts and ... well, that damm JMD whatchamacallit!!"

Saddle Up! Foxfire's "Foxey Foxes" are led by (a fully clothed once again) Virginia Madsen as they surround the ring. Elisabeth Harnois takes possession of the new FCBA 'Pony Saddle' - a gift from The American Pony Assoc. - a standard English style pony saddle modified for FCBA use by Hollywood's 'House of Bondage' who generously provided cinches, bridle and bit as well as a selection of the riding crops of various colors, stiffness and lengths. The saddle, compated to the bigger 'Victoria's Secret Body Saddle' is smaller and lighter; designed to accommodate the 'dainty derrieres' of FCBA's 'smaller women' (fly and bantam weights). The saddle has a two piece 'belly cinch' similar to a seat belt; two padded 'shoulder cinches' that criss-cross the chest and attach at either hip. A third cinch is the dreaded 'crotch strap' - it goes down the butt crack, up between the legs to attach at a three way connecter at the 'pony's' belly. It's designed to securely hold the saddle in position and prevent rider falls, while being as "comfortable as possible" for the mare.

Accompanying Virginia and Elisabeth Harnois are flyweights Sarah Carter and Danielle Harris; bantams Dani Fishel and Rachel McAdams and lightweights Laura Vandervoort, Mary Elizabeth Winstead and Jennifer Garner. Rachel Nichols is in her dressing room preparing to face Theron in the main event and Mandy Moore is still in her seat; eyes fixed with laser intensity on Cat Bell standing in Witherspoon's corner with Theron and Stone ahead of her own fight which will be the semi-final later tonight. Reese is still on her haunches in the ring as Cruz and Swanepoel join Theron, Stone and Bell in the Academy corner. Stone climbs into the ring, cuts away Reese's gloves and says a few words to her; pattingher reassuringly on the back before rejoining the others.

Reese looks up as Hayden saunters over, circles the battered, kneeling beauty checking her out, then smiles and waves to Harnois, "OK Beth, bring it up; let's saddle this filly and put her on the road!" Reese wipes sweat and tears from her eyes, her lower lip quivering; clearly unable to comprehend her overwhelming defeat at the crushingly powerful fists of the younger girl. Reese sniffling, wiping her face with her taped fists, shaking her head 'no' as Hayden grabs the back of her bikini and pulls and tugs her up onto all fours. Hayden softly strokes Reese's damp, matted, hair like she's calming a pony before a hard ride. Reese seems barely aware of Elisabeth Harnois' arrival until she feels the cool, soft, leather slapped on her back and she gives a start and rears up on her knees. Hayden and Lis firmly press down on her, returning her to a compliant and submissive 'fours' posture. Sarah Carter and Dani Fishel join Harnois but Hayden stands off to the side admiring her 'new ride' while Sarah and Dani set to work saddling up the panting blonde.

Sarah steadies the saddle with her left hand as she pulls the right cinch down and passes it under Reese's rapidly undulating tummy to Dani who tugs it tight and snaps it in the three-way connector. Sarah moves behind Reese, her hand caressing the blonde's trembling flank as she lifts the crotch strap up between Reese's sweaty thighs. Reese turns to look back, but Elisabeth Harnois grabs her hair in both hands and forces her to look ahead - into Harnois crotch as she stands in front of her. Dani reaches back between Reese's legs, letting the back of her hand rub the crotch of Witherspoon's soft blue bikini as she takes the crotch cinch from Sarah, jerks it taut, then gives it another tug. Reese groans as the leather bites into her sensitive mound, then shivers at the sound of a loud CLICK when Dani attaches it to the three-way connection at her belly.

Hayden gestures with her hand to Harnois who lifts Reese's head, forcing her up onto her knees. Sarah and Dani each take a shoulder strap and lay them over Reese's shoulders, holding her shoulders while Hayden kneels in front of her and takes first one strap, then the other, pulling them tight over Reese's heaving, throbbing, battered breasts. She winces as Hayden pulls each cinch tight, flattening her bosom, then clicks it into the hip clasp and pulls it taut. After both chest straps at in place, Hayden runs her hand slowly between the strap and Reese's fettered breasts, checking they're tight. She pushes Reese's breasts together, deepening her cleavage, then tightens the straps some more.

Satisfied at last, Hayden nods to Sarah who is handed the bridle by a leering Virginia Madsen. The bridle and bit is an ingenious device built around a standard rubber ball gag with a leather harness to go over the head of the 'pony' to hold it in place. At either side of the ball gag, a leather rein is attached which the rider can use to guide her 'mount'. Harnois pulls the now freely perspiring Reese back down to all fours and Hayden again caresses Reese's hair, then asks, "Are you ready to be mounted and ridden, little ponygal o' mine?"

 

 

Reese Witherspoon vs. Hayden Panettiere (conclusion at last!)

Posted by for simguy on 10/1/2010, 3:51 pm

 


Reese tries to say something but it's so muffled by the ball gag it's indistinguishable so she just nods her head once. Hayden smiles and throws her leg over Reese's back and the sturdy blonde's back sags under the burden. Elisabeth, Sarah and Dani step back; big grins on their faces. Hayden looks down at ringside and tells Jen Garner, "I guess you'd better bring me that black leather riding crop, Jen. And then you can officially count for me; see if my girl here can beat your record. What was it? Three laps?"

Garner's face flushes bright red at being reminded of her humiliation by Charlize Theron, but she dutifully supports her stable and brings Hayden the riding crop; even giving it a few trial swings (swisssssh, zzzzzzzzzzzzz) while glaring at Charlize watching nervously at ringside.

Hayden digs her heels into Reese's hips, swings the crop (CRAAACK) and Reese jerks forward with a muffled yelp of pain. "Giddy yup!" Hayden yells, waving the hand holding her crop aloft as Reese wobbles forward; nearly falling when Hayden's weight shifts momentarily but another 'corrective' (CRAACK) of the riding crop sent Reese scurrying full ahead once more. The fans stand and cheer as Reese staggers and wobbles one complete circuit and begins the second.
Garner watches, arms folded over her chest, stoic; glaring across the ring at the tightly drawn face of her hated rival, Charlize Theron. It's unclear whether Charlize is rooting for her stablemate Witherspoon to break Garner's record because it would be one more thing Garner didn't have - no matter how unwelcome it was at the time - or because it would be an excuse to gear Garner up for an attempt to break Reese's record. Either way, it seemed to Jen that Charlize wanted Reese to succeed - which was reason enough for Garner to suddenly become invested in seeing Reese fail!

"C'mon Hayden," Jen yelled. "Put the spurs to her! She's dawdling...anyone timing this old nag? I did it a lot faster than that when I set my record. Use your whip!"

Hayden hesitated, then reached around and (SMAACK) gave Reese's rosy rump another ("playful" she would call it later) spank. Reese was having trouble breathing with the ball gag in her mouth and when she tried to yelp, she started to choke. She wobbled and then her arms folded under her; her tightly constrained and pushed up and out, breasts, plowing into the rough, dirty canvas. She lay sobbing, her body shuddering as Hayden stood up straddling her body and looked around, unsure what to do next.

"Hit her again!" Garner yelled, watching Theron's face to see her reaction. "Get that lazy blonde bimbo up on all fours! It's not like she isn't used to it; how do you think those blondes win Oscar's if not on their knees!"

Hayden hesitated, looking down at Reese's flushed face and flaring nostrils; it was obvious the woman was having trouble breathing. Still, she didn't want to look like a wimp to her stablemates, all of whom were urging her to beat Reese back onto her feet and make her complete her 'run' so Hayden knelt and unfastened the bridle from Reese's head, pulled the ball gag from her mouth and then reattached the bridle, leaving the ball gag dangling beneath Reese's chin.

"Th...tha...thanks..." Reese gasped between sucking breaths of air.

"You ready to go back to work lil' pony?" Hayden asked. "Cause I know I'd like to be the jockey to break Garner's record. Or have you had enough? I mean, at your age, I guess you can only take so much abuse, right?"

Reese struggled trying to get back up on all fours, but her arms just didn't have any strength lefft and after several failed attempts, she jslumped down spread-eagled on her stomach and panted, "I... give... up...."

As the rest of the Foxy Females gathered around Hayden to contratulate her, Jen Garner stood seething off to the side, not even joining in when Virginia Madsen posed her girls around Reese's prostrate body, with her battling beauty's each putting a foot on Reese's pale, lush, defeated body. Garner walked to Witherspoon's corner, leaned on the ropes and looked down at Charlize who tried her best to ignore the brunette glaring at her from above. "You know Charlize, I could see you really wanted to see my record broken. How about we break out that body saddle one more time? Loser gets a chance to break my record. I know it'd be a shame if you got 'involuntarily retired' again without ONE MORE record on a resume that's just as well padded as your ass!"

Charlize blushed, then tossed her golden mane, turned her back on Garner and stalked off without a word; heading to the dressing room where her girlfriend Cat Bell was already stripping down to 'Bra & Panties' for her match with Stacy Keibler - coming up shortly
 

 

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