Lethal Ladder

The CWF is proud to sponsor a dark, brutal competition that is not for the faint of heart. Ten of the CWF's stars will compete in a lethal ladder match, fought in an unforgiving steel cage. Beginning with Taylor Swift vs. Keira Knightley, fighters will work their way up the daunting ladder, fighting their opponent to the death in a potentially bloody test of wills. To make things more interesting, the "challenger" will be allowed to choose between one of three weapons; a dagger, a strap-on dildo, and a wire garrote. The "challenger" is the lower of the two seeds, and the weapon is a not-so-veiled attempt to level the playing field. However, there is no guarantee that the superior fighter will not seize control of said weapon and turn it on its original user....Of course, there had to be a twist involved. If a fighter secures two victories in a row, they get to skip ahead one rung on the ladder, effectively earning a bye in their next scheduled fight.

There will be no escape from the steel cage pictured above. Below are the weapons of choice for each challenger. I will be writing a short "finish her" style recap of each fight, but of course I encourage any viewers to submit their own version of the story based on the voting! The choice of weapon is completely up to the writer.

  

The Lethal Ladder

10. Alexandra Daddario

9. Kate Upton vs. 3. Olivia Munn

9. Kate Upton vs. 8. Mandy Moore

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7. Charlotte McKinney vs. 3. Olivia Munn

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6. Lindsay Lohan vs. 3. Olivia Munn

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5. Stana Katic vs. 6. Lindsay Lohan

"Both deadly ladies wore the marks of a fight that has sapped nearly every ounce of energy and will from each combatant, only it was Lindsay that was dragging noticeably behind the pursuing cougar opposite her. Katic stood tall, still clad in both pieces of her snow white thong and top, the sweat-soaked material clinging revealingly to every fold of her bronzed skin as she circled a lethargic Lohan who had already been stripped fully nude. The ripped, blood-stained thong and tube top that had heroically hugged the redhead's curves to start the fight were littering the ring, surely destined to become souvenirs for Katic once she prevailed. The redhead was visibly battered, seemingly paralyzed by exhaustion as she stood and willfully traded with the gangly brunette despite not getting the better of hardly any trading of punches. Stana had taken the better of their last few exchanges by a large margin, ripping repeated balled fists into the redhead's hanging, unprotected jaw, only she refused to drop. Like pumping a brick wall with haymakers, Katic just couldn't muster enough strength to stun the sturdy Lilo, and it was starting to wear on her. Lindsay gruffly grunted as Stana poured uppercuts into her midsection with no resistance whatsoever, blood and drool cascading from her lips with each breathtaking strike. The redhead's freed bosom teardropped delicately to the canvas, wildly swinging and jiggling with each weighted punch. Stana's own chest, still wrapped underneath her tiny bikini, heaved as she coiled her right arm and crow-hopped forward for what she hoped was a final finishing blow, grunting with the herculean effort as she exploded toward Lindsay. Just as Stana unloaded her right hand, Lindsay gracefully dipped underneath the strike and watched as it sailed over her shoulder, springing upwards underneath her fully extended counterpart and pumping a devastating knee into Stana's rib cage. The brunette's hazel bulbs stretched wide as though she'd just been run through, her slender midsection concaving around Lindsay's muscular thigh as it pierced her navel with a fleshy thwack. With a lightning-quick twist of her abdomen, Lohan then rotated through an elbow that struck Stana's cheek with a thunderous clap of flesh, the brunette's skull whipping left with the ferocity of a brutal neck snap. A crimson mist sprayed across the entire arena as a mouthful of blood and drool sloshed from her gaping mouth, the brunette's knees quaking before buckling inwards and collapsing flat on her face. The crowd exploded in unison as Katic slid lifelessly flat on her belly, her cheek smearing through a mess of blood, mascara, and sweat as her body twitched uncontrollably in sickening convulsions. The stiff, bulging strap-on dildo she'd started this fight with folded up beneath her belly, the tip of the veiny shaft pressing awkwardly into her own navel as her limbs slid flat to the mat, her bubbly derrière pointing skyward as Lindsay raised her arms seemingly in victory. 

Lindsay hunched over her unconscious, spasming prey and with a single tug undid the drawstring of her top and bottoms, peeling the biting thong out from between Stana's fleshy cheeks and slingshotting it over the top of the cage before doing the same with her bikini top. Next she removed the strap-on from around Stana's hips that she'd so foolishly neglected to use and fixed it around her own waist. Still face-down in a pool of her own fluids, Lindsay barked viciously into Stana's ear in an attempt to wake her, giving a playful little slap to the brunette's upturned ass to make sure she stirred back to life on command. As Katic lulled to one side and attempted to find her bearings, Lilo twisted one of her hands around the brunette's playful pony tail and planted her heel into the arched small of her back, standing with her knees slightly bent at Stana's turned backside. With Stana clumsily wiggling back to life, Lindsay slipped her free hand between the brunette's slender, spread thighs and hooked her middle two fingers into her slit.

"GGGUUHOOOOOHHH" Stana mewled, her body stiffening as Lindsay roughly thrust both digits deeper into her cunt, paralyzed until Lindsay followed by sliding her thumb up Stana's asshole. Katic pounded the mat utterly stunned, whimpering as a crippling shiver ran through her lanky frame, only she couldn't move an inch. Devilishly gripping her sex like a bowling ball, Lohan dropped mercilessly into the splits, extending the heel planted in the small of Stana's back forward and wrenching her top and bottom halves backwards. Katic wailed as her body was ripped into an excruciating "C", her mouth dropping agape as suddenly her rib cage buckled under the immense pressure being applied by Lohan's unflinching heel. An audible crunch filled the arena as Stana's slender abdomen gave way, a number of her ribs snapping like twigs as Lindsay impaled her midsection with the ball of her foot. Tears began to well in the corners of her eyes, mascara streaking down her cheeks as Lindsay released her crippling bowling ball backbreaker and let the sobbing brunette curl into the fetal position. The brunette's ribs were already beginning to turn cherry red as Lindsay moved to phase three, motioning to her team outside the ring to toss the ends of four ropes over the top of the cage wall. As Katic motionlessly sobbed, tenderly swaddling her pulsing rib cage with one hand, Lohan tied a piece of rope to each of her wrists and ankles. With a single wave of her hand, her team hoisted upwards and lifted Stana off the mat, each limb being stretched agonizingly to a different corner of the octagon. Elevated waist-high off the canvas, Stana breathlessly wailed as she was pulled spread eagle into a torturous rack, her bare thighs quivering as her legs were pulled apart to the point they were nearly in a full split. With another snap of her fingers, the pressure was alleviated ever-so-slightly, allowing the brunette to sag just a bit closer to the ground. Her dishevelled pony tail delicately brushed the canvas as her body gently swung back and forth, pathetically whimpering as Linday artfully paraded around her bound victim. Lindsay briefly plopped the veiny shaft of her strap-on between Stana's thighs, spitting on the tip of her gargantuan dildo and running the rubber club across her plump, spread pussy lips. Stana softly whimpered and pleaded with Lohan, her thighs trembling as the redhead stepped up as though she was about to pump the splitting shaft into her slit. Instead she retreated and gently traced her fingers over Stana's quivering mound, massaging the neatly manicured bush shaven above her cunt before giving her pubic hair a jarring tug.

"You wanna squeal like a whore?! I'll make you fucking squeal..." Lindsay venomously hissed, eliciting a shrill yelp as her tone changed in a split second, hammering a boisterous slap against Katic's bare kitty lips. Stana whimpered pleadingly as Lindsay stepped over the ropes and danced from between her legs to just behind her shoulders. With a vicious tug, Lindsay ripped Stana's head backwards by the pony tail and humiliatingly plopped the weighty shaft of her dildo against Stana's cheek. Partially blinded by her own scraggly bangs, Stana shook her head back and forth in dismay, sweat-soaked strands of her silky brown hair caked to her temples as Lilo played with her food. Katic began to twist and twitch as Lindsay mashed the tip of her rubber cock against Stana's pursed lips, grating the monstrosity against her pearly white teeth as she refused to open up. Looking to entice the fiesty brunette to open wide, she bent forward and grabbed hold of one of Stana's golden-brown nipples, ripping upwards on the tender flesh and nearly plucking the caramel areola off her chest with one ruthless tug. Stana throatily mewled as her pert breast was wrenched and pulled every which way, finally dropping her mouth wide open and begging for her throat to be filled if it meant the end of her breast torture. Lindsay was happy to oblige as she thrust her hips forward and pumped the bulging shaft down Stana's throat. Katic gagged on the veiny rubber club as its outline protruded from her delicate throat, her eyes glazing over as they filled with tears. The brunette sputtered up a mouthful of drool as Lindsay finally pulled out, rubbing the drool-soaked tip across Stana's flushed features, smearing mascara and spittle across her cheeks before thrusting back down her throat. Stana's body twitched and quaked as Lindsay kept the shaft pressed deeper down her throat longer and longer with each rhythmic thrust, testing the limits of her lung capacity as Stana continued to helplessly gurgle and gag, the veins in her throat bulging and crinkling as she struggled for breath. A stream of drool trailed from the shaft to Stana's slobber-covered chin as Lindsay pulled out one final time, bending down and giving Katic a sloppy tongue kiss before stepping forward and straddling Stana's sagging cranium. After blowing a kiss to the throngs of stunned fans, Lindsay pumped the dripping shaft back down Stana's throat, filling her mouth with a breathless gurgle. As Stana twitched and convulsed, Lindsay palmed both of her fleshy, spasming tits, giving the delicious B-cups a tender squeeze before tracing her fingers over Stana's mound. Her body went rigid as Lindsay once again thrust her fingers into Stana's wet slit, hooking her plump pussy lips and roughly massaging her swolen clit. Stana's thighs quivered as Lindsay pumped her digits between her spread cunt, her belly heaving one final time before Lohan crudely twisted her hips. A deep, fleshy series of cracks erupted from between her milky white thighs as she rotated Stana's skull between her legs, ruthlessly snapping her neck just as she was suffocating to death on her veiny rubber cock. Stana's gangly frame fell limp after a few jarring convulsions, her head sickeningly hanging backwards and awkwardly sideways as her corpse was given one last jolt. Lohan removed the strap-on from around her waist and walked around Stana's suspended body, irreverently thrusting the piercing cock up her spread slit and leaving the veiny member hanging crudely between her legs".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

3. Olivia Munn vs. 4. Sarah Chalke

"Olivia Munn was set to climb up her second straight rung of the ladder where she was the undersized of the two fighters, though at this point there was no one left in the competition who wouldn't dwarf the fiery brunette. After dispatching a gargantuan fan favorite with relative ease, Olivia set her sights on a lesser known actress, though one who was expected to put up a much more concerted and coordinated effort. Armed with the same dagger she'd used to skewer Tay Swift in her last fight, the bell finally rang signaling the start of this highly anticipated affair. Both ladies raced out of the gates with Olivia repeatedly slinging the tip of her dagger toward a jaw-droppingly graceful Chalke.

Sarah made a statement early, dipping past a particularly reckless attempt to impale her straight through the temple and ripping a pair of stunning uppercuts into Munn's hunched abdomen. The brunette let out a hoarse; "GGRRRROOOHHHH" as she windedly retreated, her fleshy midsection rippling as each balled fist hammered her unprotected ribs. Olivia's bulbs stretched wide as she slowly found her breath, circling a stalking Sarah with an animalistic snarl. Suddenly Sarah lept forward and slung a side kick toward the brunette's swelling rib cage, only to have her shin caught in mid air and stapled to Olivia's side with a fleshy *THWACK*. Olivia winced as she absorbed the stunning weight of the kick, flinching and nearly genuflecting to a knee as she held on to the blonde's ankle for dear life. Sarah let out a startled shriek as her shin was snagged in Olivia's beartrap, hopping awkwardly on one heel before Olivia thrust forward into the hamstrung blonde and stapled her to the fencing behind their intertwined bodies.

Their two curvy frames suddenly blended together as a fleshy *CRUNCH* emanated from between their toned abdomens, Sarah's bulging shoulder blades grating against the bowing fencing under their combined weight. The crowd was still blinded as Sarah's frame delicately draped over Olivia's, turning to putty in the brunette's hands, her painted eyelashes daintily fluttering as a heavy stream of crimson began to slowly leak down the insides of her milky white thighs. Olivia's eyes remained transfixed on Chalke's as they began to glaze over, a thin sheen of sweat glistening over the blonde's body as Olivia pulled back just enough to reveal the shaft of her dagger buried in Sarah's lower belly. The blonde tenderly rested her chin on Olivia's shoulder as she began to spasm uncontrollably, gurgling up a mouthful of blood before it leaked down the brunette's back. The waistband of Sarah's thong sagged as their hips grinded against one another in a tender embrace, and with a ferocious twist of her wrist Olivia drew the blade up past Sarah's navel, slicing her belly wide open. Sarah whimpered as she started to go limp but Olivia held her up with a free arm wrapped underneath her armpit, the blonde's quaking breasts mushrooming against Munn's as she pressed her sternum into Sarah's chest to hold her upright. After another agonizing moment, Sarah's knees finally buckled and collapsed, folding lifelessly over her own legs as she bled out".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

1. Taylor Swift vs. 3. Olivia Munn

"The blonde starlet had hoped to parlay the momentum she'd garnered in her victory over Keira Knightley into another bloody win, but she'd run into an absolute buzzsaw to this point in the match. Taylor's fingers shook as she clung to the hilt of the stainless dagger she'd started the fight with, clutching the steel lifeline as if it was her last shred of hope. In many ways, it was. Olivia had ripped through the pop-star with surgical precision, picking her apart and managing to avoid getting skewered in the process despite the countless "ooooh's" and "ahhhh's" from the bloodthirsty crowd. The frazzled blonde let out a winded; "GGUUUUHHHHGGG" as Olivia pumped one of her toned stems into Swift's taut belly, slingshotting the blonde over at the waist as she nearly kissed her own toes. Taylor's pert A-cups teardropped delicately toward the canvas as the impact slung her breasts out of their spandex cups, woundedly mewling as Olivia looked to pounce on her crippled prey.

Emboldened by her near-invincibility up to this point, Olivia clamped down on two handfuls of Taylor's platinum locks and whipped her across the ring into the springy mesh fencing. Swift recklessly catapulted back toward a grounded Munn and attempted to sink the tip of the blade into the tender area between Olivia's shoulder and neck, only to have the telepathic brunette snag her wrist in mid air. Before anyone could even process the reversal they had witnessed, there was a bone-chilling *CRACK* followed by a throaty howl from a paralyzed Swift. In one artful motion, Olivia had parried Taylor's wild strike by catching her wrist, pirouetting, and snapping the blonde's arm over her turned shoulder. Taylor immediately lost control of the blade, dropping it right into Olivia's waiting grasp.

The blonde's twisted features were already stained with dark mascara as tears welled in the corners of her sapphire bulbs, swaddling her broken arm against her bosom and awkwardly stumbling away from the callous brunette. With an artful pirouette, an armed Olivia spun toward the reeling Swift, cupped the back of her skull, and ruthlessly drove the blade through Taylor's slender throat up to the hilt. The blonde throatily gurgled as the blade sunk through her windpipe and erupted out the back of her neck, her eyes vacantly fluttering as she remained frozen, drowning in her own fluids. The next handful of seconds felt like an eternity to those looking on in stunned silence, a mouthful of blood spurting from Swift's pursed lips before she crumpled into a lifeless heap of limbs at Olivia's feet".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

1. Taylor Swift vs. 2. Keira Knightley

"Despite being the betting favorite thanks in part to her overt, bratty mean streak, the fiery Brit wore the bloody marks of someone who was simply overmatched by Swift's length and skill. The scrawny Knightley's milky white frame was coated with drips and spatters of crimson, a deep gash having opened up above her left eye early on and leaked across her bare frame throughout. Taylor's bronzed, statuesque frame towered in stark contrast to Knightley's, both girls having been stripped stark nude after a catty opening few moments. A somewhat undeserved #Reputation had stuck with Swift for long enough, and through the first fifteen minutes of this brutal affair, she'd displayed more than enough raw emotion and guile to shed that rep.

A woozy Knightley clumsily two-stepped opposite a pursuing Swift, attempting to mitigate the pop-star's interminable reach advantage by tossing a klutzy inside leg kick toward Taylor's front knee that caught more air than flesh. The suddenly spirited blonde athletically sidestepped Keira's kick and slung a knuckled backhand into her hanging chin, catching the brunette flush and nearly knocking her out cold on her feet. Tay attempted to follow her thunderous strike with a wild roundhouse kick, but Keira was already teetering, her knees buckling before knocking together and collapsing lifelessly to her backside. The stunned brunette's limbs scattered spread eagle as she trampolined off the springy canvas, her torso spasming as she clung to consciousness, the roar of the crowd literally shaking the tiny ring as tens of thousands rose in unison.

Keira alertly rolled out from underneath a hammering stomp, her silky brown hair just whipping out of the way before being snagged by Taylor's heel. Instead of gracefully twisting to her feet, Keira's limbs faltered, spilling awkwardly to her belly instead. Knightley let out a gruff squeal as Taylor twisted her fingers around a sweaty clump of hair and straightened the brunette up to her knees, unraveling a wire garrote in her opposite palm.

Taylor ruthlessly twirled the garrote around the Brit's throat and planted her heel between Keira's bony shoulder blades, extending her pendulous gam and bowing Knightley's slender frame into a vicious modified Kneeling Surfboard. Keira's fingers desperately pried at the biting wire noose, the bulging veins in her delicate neck crackling as Taylor's leg straightened completely, cutting off every possible ounce of oxygen. The fading brunette sputtered and squirmed, her naked torso twisting and twitching as she began to slump to her haunches under the immense pressure being put on her windpipe. Somewhat unnerved by the brunette's relentless spasming and refusal to die, Swift brutally cranked one end of the garrote as if she was ripping the cord of a lawn mower. The barbed cable sickeningly cut deep into the Brit's neck, slicing her throat open as a heavy spurt of blood burst forth and coated her bare sternum. Equally stunned and overjoyed that it was finally over, Swift released the handles of the garrote and allowed the brunette to spill face-first to the canvas in a pool of her own blood, her bubbly derrière pointing straight to the rafters, her plump pussy lips peeking out from between her split thighs as she gurgled her last few breaths. To a chorus of deafening applause Taylor planted a victorious boot on Keira's upturned ass, soaking in her first victory as Knightley's corpse began to sag to the canvas, her legs sliding into the splits as her body fell deathly still".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins