Kate Upton:
Age: 28
Height: 5'8
Bra size: 30H
73-21 (72KOs)
Current BBU/FCBA JMDD champion.
Current Queen of the Ice Hotel.
Former three time FCBA welterweight champion.
Vs
Tamara Ecclestone:
Age: 36
Height: 5'8
Bra size: 34C
3-4 (3KOs)

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(Written by Girls Friday & Lookout!/Results by Lookout!)

Intro:
A month ago these two fought for the BBU JMDD title, tonight is all about pride in this grudge fight, Kate Upton heads onto Tamara Ecclestone's yacht to battle her, with both threatening to leave the other woman's spirits broken.

When they fought the first time, Tamara looked like she might have been destined to win the title after knocking down Kate in the fourth round, though it would have been massively controversial as seconds before the knockdown Tamara had kneed Kate between her legs.

Like the champion she is, along with the referee seeing another attempted low blow, Kate was able to rally to stop Tamara in the seventh, Kate would punish Tamara with her legendary splashes.

Clearly though neither has gotten enough of battering the other, after the first fight the trash talk stepped up a notch, now we are here one month later ready to go once again.

Before the fight both women were interviewed as they headed down the dock to the yacht, first was the host for this fight Tamara with her coach carrying her bags, Ecclestone wore a black dress with matching heels, she looked at Anna Woolhouse doing the honours for BBU TV with contempt.

"Do I really need to speak to someone so common like you, I mean the glasses and that cheap dress doesn't make the BBU TV network look great does it?" Tamara says as she waves her hand around in front of Anna to make her point clear.

Taking a deep breath after she sighs, Tamara says "see I bring class to this rotten organization, you won't see me fighting strippers or on a night club dance floor pulling hair like ninety nine percent of the so called talents in the BBU, like with my money I am the one percent best in the world, my Yacht is just a small symbol of that" waving over to her massive yacht.

Asked about Kate, Tamara crinkles her nose as if she has smelled something rotten, replying "the marshmallow bytch won't be getting away so lucky this time, the referee saved her from losing her title, something I should have, but Kate doesn't have to worry about it since she was too scared to put it on the line again, just shows she knows deep down how lucky she was" smirking at that, Tamara puts her hands on her hips.

"Once I knock that flabby cow out, I am going to punish her worse then any of her rivals have, we are going into international waters for this fight, meaning the only law will be mine and I won't be taking it easy on her, lord knows I owe her after (pretends that she is going to vomit) splashed me with that sweaty fatty body of hers, I get cold sweats through the night over that remembering how disgusting she is" finishing up Tamara gives Anna a nudge that almost sends the interviewer into the drink, mouthing "next time bytch" before heading up the ramp to the yacht.

Now here comes Kate with her coach Nicole Kidman, Kate holds her bags as she wears a red tracksuit and white trainers, looking more like she is heading for a fight then her bitter rival.

After hugging Anna, Kate tells her "great to see you Anna, too bad I can't have you cheering me on that yacht, let's be honest I don't even think Tamara's sister Petra will be cheering her on, she is such a piece of sh*t bytch that I can't wait to lay her out again" an excited look on Kate's face at that thought.

When asked why does she hate Tamara so much, Kate answers "the reason I do isn't just because she calls me dumb names, I have always slapped or punched anyone stupid enough to do that through my life anyway"

Kate pauses as she thinks how best to explain, then adds "no the reason Tamara makes my blood boil is because she doesn't feel lucky for her position in life, I have clawed and fought my way to this point, stood up to those who belittled me, showed those who called me just a blonde bimbo that I am a Queen of that ring and in anything I put my mind to, yet Tamara looks down her nose at me, a woman who even left her daddy high and dry when he gave her a job"

Clenching her fists before lifting them up, the American finishes with "these got me to where I am today, I'm going to enjoy beating respect into Tamara, I have a few surprises for her once I defeat her, she'll feel like she got off easy last time I beat her" Anna thanks Kate for the time as Upton nods at her.

Fighting time and the stage is set, the yacht has traveled into international waters, both fighters have been kept apart with only their trainers in separate rooms below deck, with only judges and a referee on the deck, the ring posts have been screwed into the deck with cameras set up, some even on top of the posts so viewers watching over PPV can watch the fight up close if the fight goes into a corner.

First coming up the steps from below is Kate, she is wearing a yellow bikini with a matching sarong, her fists taped as Nicole carries her gloves, her face has a look of pure determination as she steps through the ropes into the ring, her bare feet getting a feel for the wooden deck that she was fighting on, no real canvas to protect them when they go down.

Now out comes Tamara with her coach, she is wearing a violet bikini with a silver ring holding the bra cups together, she also has a matching sarong on as her coach carries her violet gloves.

"I'm shocked your fat arse showed up bytch!" Yells Tamara before she has even stepped foot in the ring, hands on her hips as she stands by her corner outside the ring, a scowl aimed at her rival.

Kate screams back "just get the f*** in here before I step outside and we can forget boxing, I'll just toss you off here into the sea after I kick your ass" coaches trying to calm the fighters down as they scream more profanities at their rival.

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Tamara steps through the ropes into her corner, pulling off her sarong and posing with her arms flexed, showing off her toned body as she tells Kate "this is what pride looks like, you are just a slob that I will crush under my foot" making Kate need to be held back by the referee and Nicole.

Slipping off her own sarong to show off her own impressive body, Kate doesn't say anything, just getting her gloves on as she is sick of all the talking, she just wants to beat this bytch up.

With both fighters now gloved up and gumshields in, the referee asks both fighters if they are ready for this, an obvious answer is confirmed when both women nod, referee doesn't waste time with a touch of gloves, we know they don't respect the other, instead the bell rings to start 10 rounds of JMDD action.

Round 1:
At the bell both come out looking to trade right away, while a month ago there was a semblance of a feeling out process, this time they seem to want to bulldoze each other backwards.

The opening minute isn't for purists, several clashes of heads happen, along with some hard uppercuts to tummies and breasts, each can be heard groaning alongside barks of effort.

Tamara is the one to change the direction of the fight, giving Kate a shove to open up a gap, Tamara first lands a jab to the mouth of the blonde, then sinks her right on top of the chest of Upton.

Who finds herself being pressed to the outside of the ring, Kate shielding herself more as Tamara steps up her assault, swinging some short sharp hooks to the ribs and boobs of Kate to make them shake.

With less then a minute to go in the opener, Kate lands a double jab to the nose of Tamara, then sinks in a right uppercut to the left boob of the socialite, who grits her teeth as she retreats back.

When Kate tries to build off her success, she just misses with a straight as Tamara steps to the left side, them buries her left right into the center of Kate's right jug.

Final seconds of the round Ecclestone doing enough to keep Kate at range till the bell, where the referee risks their health to get between these heated rivals, who stare each other down with a pure look of hatred before returning to their corners.

Round 2:
After being yelled at her by her coach Nicole to stop being emotional and start boxing more, Kate does just that as she uses her jab more to set up her big right hand.

While Tamara's jab isn't bad, Kate's is like a ramrod piston, it seems to have a guidance system attached as it hits Tamara's boobs through gaps from the sides or straight up the middle.

The class on the champion is perfectly on show when she lands a double jab, steps back quickly out the way of a left cross, then steps back in with a right to the other boob of the brunette to make Ecclestone hiss out as she backs off.

A look of frustration visible on Tamara's face, she is landing some nice crisp punches, just not at the amount that Kate is doing so through the first two minutes of the round.

With under a minute to go Tamara finally gets in a really good punch, digging a right into the body of Kate, before landing a left across the front of the blondes massive boobs, taking pleasure it seems in grinding the knuckles of the glove across them.

They trade in close in the final moments, boobs jiggling around from uppercuts all the way up till the bell rings, again referee is needed to push them apart, with Tamara giving Kate's shoulder a shove with her left, Kate just about holds back from retaliation.

Round 3:
Showing more emotion of the two fighters, Tamara is looking sloppy as she is swinging more hooks trying to chop down her bitter foe, missing more then she connects.

With Kate starting to look in a flow, bashing her fists straight up the middle to the breasts of Tamara, sneaking some punches to the chin of the Brit to knock her head back.

After the opening minute, Tamara rushes forwards with a right hook that Kate like a matador side steps, KATE LANDS A RIGHT TO THE STOMACH OF TAMARA, WHO GOES TO ALL FOURS!

Kate raises her fists into the air as she heads to the neutral corner, eyes firmly locked onto Ecclestone as the count begins over the Brit.

1...2...3.. Tamara shoves up to a knee, rubbing where she got hit as she stares daggers at Kate, 4...5...6... While she is breathing a little harder, she doesn't look too badly hurt, 7...8.. Standing up to beat the count as Tamara is heard saying "lucky punch" Kate waving her to bring it on.

Referee let's the fight go on, Kate doesn't rush in but Tamara definitely seems to have wised up not to just throw hooks, both landing jabs as they fight at range heading into the final minute of the round.

Where Kate drills an uppercut under the left boob of her rival, allowing her to drive Tamara into a corner, where Ecclestone goes into her shell as Kate looks to batter that body and make Tamara say I quit in front of the world wide audience.

But the bell rings before she can accomplish that, the opening two rounds were split between them, this was a massive statement for Kate, who sits down enjoying getting a drink of water, she nods to Nicole as they are feeling things are going their way, now how to end it seems the discussion.

Round 4:
While it is frown upon in JMD fights, Tamara needs to do something different to get back into this bout quickly, so begins jabbing Kate onto her mouth, referee reminding her to go for the boobs of her enemy.

With Kate not afraid to take those punches to land her own across the boobs of Tamara, the American takes the ring center after the opening thirty seconds, looking to bully back the brunette if an opening presents itself.

But when Kate does try to step in with a right hook, Tamara steps to the side so she can dodge before countering with a right to the ribs of Upton, her left soon follows close to the waistband of Kate's bikini bottoms.

A snarl comes from Kate, remembering the low blows from Tamara in their first fight, maybe triggering the more wilder punches from Kate, with Tamara finding her smirk again as she now begins to counter punch her way back into contention.

The final thirty seconds to go, when Kate lands near the waistband of Tamara, it's Tamara's turn for her eyes to go wide, she steps back before both nearly lunge at each other.

Fists go flying as both have reached boiling point, shoulders bump each other back, sweat flies off bodies and shoulders as they just let breeze with their punches, a clash of heads rocks both back a step just as the bell rings.

Coaches seeing writing on the wall rush into the ring to drag both fighters back to their corners, Tamara needing her left boob pushed back into her top as Kate scored big knocking it out it's cup.

But Nicole isn't happy with her fighter, yelling at Kate "don't get into a brawl with this dumb ass, in a boxing match she can't beat you, in a brawl she has a chance, hell I might as well send you out without these (taps Kate's gloves) if you are going to fight like some hooker instead of a champion" that makes Kate nod her head and apologize for losing her head.

Round 5:
Thudding her gloves together to get rid of tension in her arms, Kate looks back to being in control, both landing more straight punches to the top of reddened boobs, moving around the center of the ring as they do so.

Kate lands a double jab to the top of Tamara's right boob, then sinks in another uppercut to the left boob to send sweat flying up off it, she smiles seeing the grimace on Tamara's face.

Looking more defensive now as she is being forced near the ropes, Tamara looks to be gritting her gumshield, she isn't having as much success as the first fight, though she hasn't had a chance to let's say "bend the rules" so far.

Tamara does land a crisp jab/straight into the stomach of Kate as she dips down, nearly headbutting Upton onto her chin as she does so, making some question what was her real objective there.

It is mostly Kate controlling the action though, Tamara stuck near those ropes throughout, stuck to single punches as Kate opens up to land some sweet combinations to the delight of her coach.

At the bell Nicole applauds Kate and says "that's the look of a champion" making Tamara scowl at them both, before she makes her way back to her corner to get an ice pack rubbed over her sore boobs.

Round 6:
It looks like as Kate comes out that Tamara is struggling to find a reply to the skill of the undisputed JMDD champion, Kate landing several punches straight into the chest of the brunette to push her backwards.

A missed left cross though from Kate leaves her left flank open, Tamara lands a right hook under those ribs before stepping inside, a left buries itself right between the legs of Kate on the opposite side to the referee, Nicole screams foul as Kate screams for an entirely different reason.

The referee looks conflicted but doesn't step in, instead they watch Kate being bullied into a corner, her breasts being used as a punch bag by Tamara, who looks down right gleeful at seeing she hurt Upton.

Who clinches up with Ecclestone, Nicole can be heard yelling "have you been bribed!" at the referee, who is too busy trying to break apart the glistening grapplers along the ropes.

Once they are apart Kate seems to have recovered enough to try to fight back, determination is etched on both fighters faces as they lace their gloves across the others boobs with real malice behind each punch.

An uppercut catches Kate on the liver area, she gasps out as she looks hurt! Tamara beating her back into her own corner as Nicole looks like she wants to push Tamara off from outside the ring, instead she knows she has to wait.

When the bell rings Nicole is straight at the roped to yell at Tamara "you are a stinking cheating w****!" Tamara just sticks her tongue out with a wink, with the referee nudging back Tamara to her corner while warning Nicole to settle down.

Kate doesn't look in great shape as she sits on her stool, she is breathing harder as she head is facing down, some stray loose hairs from her ponytail are stuck to her cheeks as Nicole tries to give her a rallying speech while patching her up.

All the while Tamara stays standing in her corner, water poured over her head and boobs, she bangs her gloves together as she stares at her bitterest rival.

Round 7:
Gamely Kate comes out to fight, she hasn't the strength behind her punches she normally has, that low blow and liver shot are still effecting her.

Tamara spikes her to the nose with a few punches, almost wanting to toy with Kate, who throws an overhand right that finds air, INSTEAD ANOTHER PUNCH JUST ABOVE THAT WAISTBAND ON UPTON'S BOTTOMS MAKES HER CRY OUT, DOWN ON ALL FOURS GOES KATE!

If there was a crowd here they would probably boo Tamara, she cups her breasts while taunting Kate to get up so she can knock her fat arse back down to the wooden deck.

Referee nudges Tamara away so the count can begin, 1...2...3.... Kate spits out her gumshield so she can breath easier, 4...5...6.. She tries to push up to a knee, 7...8.. The pain is too great though, Kate slumps back down to the deck, her right cheek touching the wood as 9...10 she is counted out!

Winner Tamara Ecclestone KO Round 7

After:
Tamara is standing over her rival, not even bothering to hide her excitement over such a big win.   Plenty of hatred between these two women,which certainly came out during the fight and it seems very likely to come out afterward here as Ecclestone’s eyes are flashing with fury.  Kate is trying to get up now, chest rising and falling, but Tamara just screams down at her, “I didn’t tell you that you could get up, you bimbo!”  Kate is struggling to scramble to her feet unsteady as Tamara just sends out one of her long legs, foot thumping into Kate’s proud chest to send her sprawling to her back.

“You thought I’d be throwing a temper tantrum, Kate, but I told you that I’d be stomping your inferior body, didn’t I?” as she waits for Kate to respond. 

Kate starts to respond, panting out, “Fu…”, but she doesn’t get the words out before Tamara extends her foot again, stomping down across Kate’s chest.  Kate coughs out as she moans softly, blinking as Tamara brings her sole smashing down across Kate’s chest once more.   Just as Kate made her opponent suffer under repeated splashes during her previous victory, it appears Tamara is eager to return the favor here as she starts stomping down in a rhythm.

Foot crashing down over and over into Kate’s chest - both in the center of her cleavage, as well as on both breasts.  Occasionally, Tamara’s sole will grind down across one of Kate’s nipples, her chest barely covered by the thin material of her bikini top, drawing loud shouts, wails and screams from Kate.   The repeated stomping has Kate’s face turning a deep shade of scarlet as her body jerks underneath Tamara’s feet, moaning out loudly.   

Tamara starts chanting as she keeps stomping, getting into a good rhythm, “‘I’M RICH AND YOU’RE JUST MY B*TCH! - I’M RICH AND YOU’RE JUST MY B*TCH - I’M RICH AND YOU’RE JUST MY B*TCH!” over and over.   Raising her arms over her head, thrusting out her proud cleavage as Tamara urges the crowd to chant along at home for those watching via the magic of the internet and no doubt, many of the pro-Tamara crowd certainly do.   Eventually, Tamara wears herself out or gets bored as Kate’s shouting has been reduced to coughing and whimpering, trying to cradle her chest.   

Tamara smirking down at her handiwork as she goes to stomp one last time, just posing over her foe as she looks at Kate’s bruised cleavage.  Then, she goes to lay down over Kate’s head as she lowers her cleavage across Kate’s face.   Kate’s eyes widen with horror as she groans out, but is too tired to resist as Tamara goes to smother her under her heavy, sweaty breasts.   Moaning muffled as Tamara curls one bicep around Upton’s head to guide her face deeper between her cleavage and then uses the other hand to call for a satellite phone.   Just chatting away, despite being in international waters, because it’s not like she really worries about the phone bill.  Tamara tells Kate to “kiss her tits all better.” before she gets on the phone, calling various friends and family, as well as people like Nicole Richie to thank her for arranging this match or Justin Verlander, Kate’s husband, to tell him that Kate was indisposed to come to the phone at this time, as if he wasn’t watching this unfortunate humiliation live.   

Kate moaned and cried, fighting hardest when Tamara taunted her loved ones, but whenever she tried to push her way free, Ecclestone would curl that bicep, almost casually and go to bury Kate’s face deeply within her sweaty cleavage again.   Kate would disappear to the edge of consciousness, with Tamara laughing wickedly before bringing her foe back for future phone calls and front sleepers. But, eventually, Tamara tossed the phone to the side as she pushed herself up to a kneeling position with the other hand in Kate’s damp hair.   Kate’s eyes glassy with jug shock as she felt herself tugged upwards, with Kate being dragged forward as Tamara snapped her fingers.    Grinning as she licked her lips, calling for a glass of champagne as she tugged her rival towards a private cabin, “Now, Kate and I are not to be disturbed on the trip back to shore.   By all means, take the scenic route back because as long as we’re in international waters, I can do anything I d*mn well want.”   Taking a sip of the champagne as she giggled, “And there’s not a d*mn thing anybody can do about it.”  Tamara then tossed Kate into the cabin as she snapped her fingers again, the doors electronically sealing behind them.

While the cabin was largely soundproof, the crew could occasionally hear the sound of sobbing, screaming, shouting and the occasional scuffle, but definitely obeyed Tamara’s wishes during the long trip back to shore.   This was definitely a version of the infamous ‘Swan Lake’ tape for the FCBA, though there is no doubt in anybody’s mind that Tamara is taping this for a private viewing party later.

Eventually, Tamara emerges as they near the shore, followed by Kate crawling after her.  It’s definitely a stark contrast from the beginning of the fight, with Kate looking bruised, sweaty and eyes glistening with tears.   Scratches and red marks cover her body as she’s topless, one arm trying to cover up her cleavage as the other hand paws, enraged, at Tamara’s hand in her hair.   Shivering as Ecclestone leans forward, cleavage hovering over her foe’s face again as she snickers, “Now, Kate, you know that in that room, I did whatever I wanted to you because as we’ve established today, I’m rich and you’re my b*tch.   But, the one thing I didn’t do was sit on your face.   I could’ve because I’m royalty and made your face my throne, but if you don’t deliver your BBU JMDD title to me personally in the next week, then I’m going to make another “donation”.   Your JMDD title will be on the line because you told me I’d have to earn it and I would say I’ve f*cking earned it today, don’t you think?” as Tamara yanks up and down on Kate’s blonde hair to force a puppeteer’s yes.   “So, if you don’t get me that title, then I’m going to just beat the sh*t out of you and take it anyway.   I don’t think you want another trip on my yacht, so save yourself getting completely broken and hand it over.  Think about it and I know you’ll make the right choice, Katie. Either that or I sit on your fat f*cking face, b*tch!”   

Tamara sees that they are nearing shore as she guides Kate up onto her feet slightly, seeing her walk forward unsteadily as she goes to then break into a slight sprint as she grips Kate’s blonde tresses with both hands before she TOSSES HER OVERBOARD!    Kate crashing down to the water below with a savage SPLASH - and not the kind Kate usually enjoys after her matches.   Tamara snickers, “Good thing those fat f*cking tits of hers will be good for flotation devices, because they sure didn’t do her any good against me in a match.   I owned her and next time - IF she ever dares to face me again - I will take my proper place as royalty.”   Tamara watching Kate struggle to make it to shore as she waves her hand dismissively, taking another glass of champagne as she retires to the deck to lounge and celebrate her big JMDD win here tonight, earning herself a hated rival in the process.   But, when you’re as rich as Tamara, you don’t worry about those things as she thrusts out her triumphant tits as if she doesn’t have a care in the world.   For the moment, she probably doesn’t and probably won’t, until the potential and almost certain rematch between these two….