"Bugsy’s Girls" by Ronin (From www.seakingsfemfight.com)

It was the summer of 1947 as Rita Hayworth stood in the middle of the boxing ring and caught the microphone as it was lowered from the ceiling. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the Hollywood screen goddess began, “Welcome to Las Vegas’ Flamingo Hotel and Casino. Your host, Mr. Benjamin Siegel hopes your stay is a pleasurable one. “ There was a smattering of polite applause. “Tonight,” Rita continued, “Our first bout is a grudge Fight between two beautiful women. Introducing, in this corner, in white, originally from Hong Kong, the glamorous Wendy Barrie!”

The beautiful blonde actress looked nervous standing in her corner. She had never been in a fight before, let alone a wrestling match, but Benjamin had insisted. He said it would settle things between Wendy and her rival. Miss Barrie was willing to risk anything to have Siegel to herself, even if it meant taking a beating from the woman she despised. Wendy had long dreamt of being Mrs. Benjamin Siegel, once the divorce from his present wife was finalized. Now, she was wearing bra and panties, along with stockings and a garter belt. That was all she was wearing. The customers were paying a two hundred dollars a seat and Benjamin wanted them to get their moneys worth.

“And in this corner,” Rita went on. “In the black, hailing front Marietta, Georgia, the gorgeous Virginia Hill!”

If Wendy Barrie was nervous, Virginia Hill looked eager to get started; like someone about to enjoy a very good dinner. The voluptuous, dark-haired moll couldn’t wait to take apart the prissy bitch standing across the ring. She was similarly dressed (or undressed) as Wendy. Virginia had wanted to fight nude, but Benny thought that would be going “too far. The public wouldn’t go for it.”

But the big dark-haired babe knew the real reason Benny was putting on this fight; he needed money. His New York investors weren’t happy with their return. The mob had put a lot of money into the Flamingo and was getting impatient. If Benny didn’t come up with the dough, he could be terminated. You didn’t need another job after the mob terminated you. You didn’t even need to breathe after that.

Virginia didn’t mind the conditions as long as she could get her hands on her detested rival. Wendy Barrie had been trying to horn in on her Benny for a long time but Virginia was going to put a stop to it tonight.

The bell rang as the house lights went down. From the beginning, it was evident which woman would be the aggressor. Virginia sprang out of her corner like a hungry tigress, while Wendy was a bit more cautious. The two antagonists circled each other for a few moments. Twice, Virginia tried to grab Wendy. Both times, the beautiful blonde avoided the moll’s rushes. That wasn’t what the audience had come to see and they started to boo the starlet.

“Come on,, Honey,” Virginia said, “I came here to settle things once and for all, or are you chickening out already.? I never thought you had the guts to fight for your man, anyway.”

That comment stung the blonde belle. She went forward to meet her foe. Seconds later, the gorgeous gals were locked up. Almost immediately, Virginia took the initiative, hip tossing Miss Barrie to the mat. As soon as Wendy was on her feet, Virginia took her by the arm and flipped the blonde over her shoulder. Wendy’s tail-bone felt the impact. It took her a few seconds longer to get up. When she did, it was to take a drop kick to the bust-line. The pain to her pair was excruciating. She was propelled into the ropes, and as she rebounded, her ankles were caught so that she fell tits-down to the mat.

In an instant, Virginia was upon her, twisting both arms behind her back. The blonde beauty wanted to scream, but resisted the urge. She felt something go “snap” behind her back. Suddenly, Virginia was no longer on top of her. She heard the crowd start to laugh and applaud. She looked up to see Virginia parading around the ring. Above her head the dark-haired bomb-shell was brandishing a white bra and, looking down at her chest, Wendy realized it was hers! As she got to her knees topless, the movie star shyly crossed her arms over her bare breasts.

Virginia turned to look at her rival and laughed. “Don’t worry about it, Honey.” she said scornfully. “It’s not like you have anything to show!” She casually flung Wendy’s bra into the crowd. “Now these, on the other hand,” she said as she undid her own top to release her breasts, “…ARE something to show off!”

While the brunette goddess was cheered by the crowd and proudly flaunted her massive mammaries, the lovely blonde actress pulled herself to her feet on rubbery legs. There was a ringing in her ears and she was seeing double. The worse part of that was it meant she had to look at two Virginia Hills - and they were both looking hungrily at Wendy. Virginia was laughing.

“Well,” she said. “We can all see that you can’t wrestle worth a damn. How are you at boxing. Put up your dukes.”

Wendy assumed a pugilistic pose. Virginia and the crowd laughed. It was obvious to everyone that Wendy had never thrown a punch in her life, let alone boxed. Virginia began to stalk Wendy around the ring. It was like watching a tigress hunt a wounded deer. The dangerous moll was bitch-slapping her rival at will. Wendy was being beaten; worse, she was being publicly humiliated by this cheap tart.

Wendy had to fight back. Summoning all her will-power, she grabbed a handful of Virginia’s dark locks and yanked viciously on them. The well-endowed gangster’s girl let out a yowl of outrage. She sunk both her hands into Wendy’s glorious golden mane.

“You want to pull hair, do you?” Virginia sneered. “I’m gonna turn you bald, Bitch!”

By this time, Miss Barrie had both hands in Miss Hill’s hair. The two of them were standing in the middle of the ring, screeching epithets at each other. Their banshee screams echoed throughout the arena. Their language, especially Virginia’s, turned the air blue. Surprisingly, it was Wendy who struck the next blow. She rammed her knee into Virginia’s soft belly. The dark-haired beauty gasped for air; her legs buckled and she went to her knees.

For the first time in the fight, Wendy had the advantage. Freeing her left hand from her grip on Virginia’s hair, the beautiful blonde started to slap her nemesis in the face. Then, like a summer thunder storm, things changed. Virginia fired an upper-cut between Wendy’s creamy thighs. The effect was devastating. The beautiful blonde actress screamed as she fell to her knees. Now, both amazons were down on the mat. They started to trade slaps and punches with wild abandon.

However, it soon became apparent that Wendy was the one taking most of the punishment. Virginia rocked her with a one-two to the tits and followed with an uppercut between Wendy’s breasts. Her head snapped back as Virginia’s fist cracked on the point of her chin and the punch laid the blonde beauty out cold; flat on her back on the canvas. The bout was over!

Virginia could have left Wendy sprawled on the mat, but the vengeful vixen had other plans for her despised rival. Slapping the poor flaxen-haired belle back to semi-consciousness, the big breasted babe covered Wendy’s face with her boobs. The blonde’s long legs kicked futilely as she was slowly smothered back into oblivion.

When the blonde beauty lay still, Virginia rose to her knees and sat her well rounded derriere on Wendy’s stomach, then slapped the blonde actress’ face with impunity, and clawed Wendy’s beautiful boobs. Virginia slowly worked her way up her defeated rival’s body until she was seated proudly on Wendy’s face, her hips and butt giving it the old ‘bump and grind.’

The dark-haired goddess stripped off Wendy’s panties, then lifted the nude girl above her head as if offering her like some pagan sacrifice to the Goddess of Sex and Battle before the dark-haired goddess unceremoniously dumped her on the mat.

‘I think I’ll have Benny buy me another fur coat,’ the big dark-haired bombshell thought as she raised her arms in triumph as the crowd roared its approval. There was no doubt. Benjamin Siegel belonged to Virginia Hill! At least, he did for a few weeks until Benjamin “Bugsy” Siegel was found shot to death in the living room of his Beverly Hills mansion. 1