PPV 11

Pay Per View 11 might be considered the most important and revealing event to date for the CWF; second only to the upcoming Title Fight in PPV 12. Tonight we would find out which fighters would be competing for the first ever Celebrity Wrestling Federation Title Belt. The night began on a lighter note as two winless fighters, Keira Knightley and Taylor Swift, scrapped for that elusive first "W". It's hard to blame the gangly Knightley for struggling with younger, heavier opponents at every turn, but Tay Tay has to be running out of excuses. After falling decisively to a simply hungrier Keira, you've got to wonder how short a leash she's on with the higher-ups. Maybe it's just in the water, as another blonde pop star, Miley Cyrus, seems to be having a surprisingly rough go of it as well. For all the trash talk Kendall Jenner seems to get from a number of other fighters on the roster, she's showed a tremendous amount of gumption for such a young fighter. With her nearly unmatched size, she's one girl you don't want to see opposite you right now if you're in the lower half of the rankings. Miley, on the other hand, needs to get her act together - though I'm sure that's a sentence she's heard before. In sadder news, it seems as though Nicola Peltz suffered a pretty serious injury as she was dismantled by Jessica Alba. Adding injury to insult, the winless Peltz broke her hand in the loss, and early word out of her camp is that she's seriously contemplating retirement depending on the extent and success of her rehab. We'll have to wait and see if Nicola ever makes it back into the cage, though we're hoping for the best for the youngster. Finally, the Co-Main Events. The first semifinal match pit towering blonde Kate Upton against surprising fetish model Cali Logan. Cali undoubtedly proved she belonged in the upper echelon of fighters, but the relentless Upton proved to be too much woman to handle; etching her name in the finals. The second semifinal fight was a virtual coinflip until the last few moments. In what many would consider an upset, the younger and taller Jennifer Lawrence fell victim to arguably the most ruthless and feared fighter on the roster, Nicki Minaj. J-Law showed her mettle, but in the end it was Minaj who seized the opportunity and set up a must-see title fight with Kate Upton.

Kate Upton vs. Cali Logan

Kate Upton (57%) defeats Cali Logan (43%)

Kate Upton vs. Cali Logan

"You would be hard-pressed to find a more stark contrast of bodies; Cali's pert C-cups dangling from her diminutive 5'3 frame, no longer encumbered by any fabric shackles as she circled a visibly winded Upton. Despite Logan's spotless record, many expected the endlessly curvy swimsuit model to roll over her petite opponent; but the curvaceous Upton, standing stark nude opposite a prowling Cali, looked like she was wading through quicksand at this juncture of the match.

Kate stood her ground primarily out of exhausted necessity as Logan energetically darted forward and back; the ring quaking with each quick-twitch, entrancing lunge from the fetish model. Perhaps feeling herself a bit too much, Logan finally picked her spot; bursting forward and recklessly impaling Upton through the waistline with her dipped shoulder. Kate let out a throaty moan as her massive frame folded over Cali's shoulder, her heaving bosom mushrooming against the small of Logan's back as she was clumsily driven into the far turnbuckle spine-first. Upton feverishly clawed for leverage as Cali hooked the backs of her thighs and attempted to take the blonde to the canvas, finally snagging the waistband of Cali's thong and mercilessly hiking the floss-like material midway up her back. Cali suddenly froze as the invasive spandex split her cheeks, the bunched crotch of her bottoms disappearing between her lips and revealing a glimpse of her glorious bush.

"The 70's called, Cali...." Upton gruffly teased, absentmindedly trailing off as she continued to wrench the fraying material between the brunette's quaking thighs as Cali was forced up close and personal with Kate's sleek, shaven cunt. With Cali utterly paralyzed, Kate aggressively bent forward and hooked the brunette's right leg, tugging and tucking it up against her belly before wheeling away from the turnbuckle. In one artful motion Kate twirled and delivered a crippling Fisherman's Suplex, slinging the seemingly weightless Logan over her head and spiking her curled spine into the canvas below.

Logan let out an abrupt, guttural groan as she trampolined off the mat and sloshed to a motionless stop, her leg still in-tow as Kate folded Cali in half with a shameless bridge pin. Kate sensually extended to her tippy toes, her flawless frame triumphantly flexing as every bronzed fold of flesh glistened under the overhead spotlight, every jaw in the building frozen agape as an elongated 3-count rang out".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Jennifer Lawrence vs. Nicki Minaj

Nicki Minaj (51%) defeats Jennifer Lawrence (49%)

Jennifer Lawrence vs. Nicki Minaj

"A stunned Lawrence drunkenly careened into the far ropes clutching her milky, freckled bosom; scuffling over the discarded remains of her candy red bikini top. She clumsily draped her upper body over the top rope, snagging the rubber cable with the crook of her armpit and using the bowing rope as a lifeline to remain upright. Her eyelashes daintily fluttered as a fiery Nicki covertly approached from behind; Jen's sagging frame still dwarfing a fully upright Minaj at only 5'2. Tonight, it hadn't mattered.

Minaj arrogantly paused her sidling and began to mime as though she was perturbed, placing a contemplative finger on her smirking lips as she lined up the blonde redwood for a decisive felling. With a rare display of athleticism, Nicki arched one of her legs up to the middle of Jen's spine; planting her heel right between the blonde's protruding shoulder blades and applying an immense amount of pressure thanks to her powerful, flexing thighs. Simultaneously, she gripped the top rope on either side of Lawrence's frame and tugged backwards on the springy ropes, tightening the biting rubber against the front of her throat.

Jennifer immediately began to spasm and squirm despite being irreversibly locked in the makeshift noose, the straining veins in her slender neck bulging against the unforgiving top rope as she gagged for oxygen. It only took a matter of seconds for her knees to knock and buckle, her bare breasts quaking and teardropping towards the canvas, perfectly framed by the top and middle ropes pressing firmly into her milky white skin. Finally her prying fingers fell lifelessly to her sides, helplessly twitching as Minaj mercilessly kept her pinned until her consciousness faded. With a dismissive huff she removed her heel and slung the sulking blonde to the mat; each of her comatose limbs pointing to a different corner of the ring as Nicki planted a victorious foot against her upturned bosom to deafening applause".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Keira Knightley vs. Taylor Swift

Keira Knightley (57%) defeats Taylor Swift (43%)

Keira Knightley vs. Taylor Swift

"High-pitched shrieks fill up the raucous arena as Keira Knightley and Taylor Swift rip at each other's hair with a vengeance. Neither woman had been able to pick up a victory since their arrival and this match would be a chance for one woman to prove her dominance.

The fight started out as a typical catfight -- full of scratching, hair pulling, and clothes ripping -- but soon the match spirals into chaos as Taylor Swift began using several underhanded, illegal maneuvers. The referee received a workout as he chased behind Taylor, warning her to stop using the ropes for leverage during a choke and to release a submission hold during a rope break. The tall blonde waived off the ref, determined to win by any means necessary. She refused to lose to a woman as weak as Keira.

The official of the match seemed to be giving up keeping order; however, Taylor pulling out a pair of brass knuckles hidden in her top was the last straw. The referee immediately steps in front of the leggy pop star, preventing her from approaching her opponent. Taylor proceeded to argue with the referee, screaming and pushing him. Fed up, the ref began to motion to ring the bell and disqualify Taylor when suddenly, the blonde's body froze, her jaw dropped and her eyes buldged out.

Everyone's initial confusion as to what caused Swift's sudden frozen state was quickly identified as a set of five, freshly pedicured toes peeked out between the American's slender thighs. Taylor's knees turn inward, her hands jutting down and wedding between her thighs, her blue eyes brimming with tears. Her face contorts in anguish as a low sob emits from her trembling red lips. The brass knuckles fall to the mat as the tall blonde collapses on her side, sobbing in pain and massaging her sore womanhood.

Keira uses her barefoot to gently shove her rival onto her back. The brunette Brit leaps up and bends her leg, forcing her bony knee to stab Taylor's tits. Swift clutches her flattened breasts, mewling and babbling like a baby. Knightley takes her sweet time removing the last remaining garments covering Taylor's body, unveiling her lanky, yet form, body to the rowdy spectators. Keira smirks and, for the first time ever, willingly shimmies off her panties before straddling Taylor's neck. She carefully parts her rival's blonde hair, forcing the blonde to stare up at the British woman's pussy.

"When will you ever learn? Cheaters never prosper and you, my dear, are going to face the consequences." Keira sternly lectures the pleading songstress. Taylor, in one last act of defiance, shouts "Get your fishy vagina out of my faMPHHHH!"

Keira cuts her off, dropping her aroused sex flush against Taylor's mouth. "Now, you have two options: you can put that slutty mouth and tongue to use, or I can ride your face and do this..." Knightley reaches back and clamps her fingernails onto Taylor's nipple and wrenches it upwards. Swift shrieks and, with no where to run, begins to slowly lick, her face twisting in revulsion. Keira rocks her slender hips, scrubbing her dripping pussy across her rival's mortified face.

Keira grabs Taylor's head, forcing her face even further into her crotch, grinding her clit against Swift's button nose until she finally releases in euphoria. The brunette's lanky body quakes in excitement, her pelvis thrusting hard, as she completely douses Taylor Swift in her juices.

The referee has long since counted to three and, as Keira shakily rises to her feet, raises her hand in victory. Keira smirks at Taylor, snatching up the American's red panties as a keepsake, before prancing out of the ring, elated from her first victory. Meanwhile a nude Taylor Swift sobs uncontrollably in the ring. She rolls onto her tummy and begins slamming her fists against the canvas and kicking her legs, throwing a complete tempertantrum. Tears roll down her cheeks, mascara running and mingling with Keira's sticky love-juices. Swift was once again beaten, stripped nude and, even more degrading, her face and tongue soiled in the remnants oforgasmic release".

- Submission by jdo90