I find the excitement
level at The Poison Lair to be extremely high on my arrival, which is not
surprising as there is about to be yet another Birthday Girl Death Match. This tie an old enemy of Raija’s is about to
turn 18 and has challenged the blonde bobby-socker to a fight to the
death. I am here to fulfill my usual duty
of going home with the winner of the fight.
The crowd erupts
into frenzied cheers and shouts of joy.
They LOVE a death fight!
“NOW APPROACHING THE
RING…IN THE WHITE PANTIES WITH GRAY WAISTBAND AND WHITE SOCKS….MIKKI!!!”
Trotting quickly
down the aisle towards the ring is a cute freckled face girl with almost
reddish brown hair cropped harshly at the edge of her face. She smiles when she sees me sitting in my
ringside chair and straddles my lap, kissing me.
“Hey baby! I’m going to kill that nasty Raija slut for
you tonight and I’m going to be your new girlfriend!’ She purrs into my ear as she dry humps my lap. Then she suddenly dismounts me and climbs
into the ring, swaying her hips seductively as her introduction is
concluded.
“MIKKI WILL BE EXACTLY 18 YEARS OLD AT THE STRIKE OF MIDNIGHT!
THIS IS HER FIRST PRO FIGHT!”
The crowd is
relatively silent in response to the newcomer.
So far only one Birthday Girl has survived her opening death match, and
that was Harmony earlier this year.
“AND NOW….APPROACHING
THE RING… IN THE LIGHT BLUE PANTIES AND MATCHING CALF SOCKS…RAIJA!!!”
The crowd comes alive again as the young blonde bobby-socker strolls down the aisle. She hops into my lap for a quick make out session and then climbs into the ring, her gaze intensely focused on her opponent, who glares icily back at her The seething hatred between these two young girls is almost palpable. Mikki steps out of her corner and Raija strolls dangerously close to her on her way to her corner. It looks like they might tear into each other at any moment, though not following Poisson Lair protocol would be ill advised as The Executioner is always lingering around the perimeter of the ring ready to brutally enforce the few rules there are here. Finally the two enemies go to their corners though they continue to stare wide eyed at each other.
“RAIJA IS 19 YEARS
OLD! HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 21 WINS…15
LOSSES AND 0 KILLS!!!”
I look at my watch
and see it is 11:58 pm.
“FIGHTERS…APPROACH
THE CENTER OF THE RING AND STAND TOE TO TOE... NO ATTACKING!!!”
Quickly Mikki and
Raija walk towards each other and press their breasts together, staring into
each other’s eyes as their chests rise and fall with their excited breath.
“THIS IS A FIGHT TO
THE DEATH! DO YOU BOTH AGREE TO THIS?
“YES!” The two teenage girls shout simultaneously.
“RETURN TO YOUR
CORNERS AND WAIT FOR THE BELL TO RING…AT WHICH POINT…FIGHT!!!”
They follow the
instructions and another minute slowly ticks by.
DING! DING! DING!
The two fighters slowly
walk towards each other with their fists up.
They begin to circle.
“I’M GOING TO END
YOU AND FUCK YOUR MAN BITCH!” Mikki
shouts.
“I’VE BEEN WAITING A
LONG TIME FOR THIS YOU PATHETIC SLUT!”
Raija responds, and they begin throwing punches.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD!
For several minutes
a frenzied fist fight ensues and Mikki seems to be in control of it. Indeed she may prove to be the superior
woman.
THAP!!! Just when I
think she might be abut to drop to the canvas Raija scores a decent jab to
Mikki’s face, and blood powders the air.
CRACK!!! But the
young brunette fights back with a savage punch to the face that sends Raija reeling
towards the ropes. Mikki dashes forward
and grabs her by the hair and Raija reaches out and returns the favor. Now both girls have each other by the hair
and begin to stagger around the ring, shouting, moaning, and groaning in pain
and fear. The fight is really getting hot
now.
THAP!!! Their sweaty
bellies slap together as they each move in for a bear hug.
“OOOOhhhhhhh…”
“OHhh GOD OH GOD OH
GOD OH GOD>>>”
PLUD!!! Mikki nails Raija
with a knee to the crotch and manages to get behind her, trapping her in a head
lock. They stumble from one side of the
ring to the other and then suddenly drop to their knees. Mikki has Raija wrapped up tight. She gets her legs around the blonde’s midsection
from behind and squeezes her.
“OOOhhhhhh….” Raija moans in agony as her body is squeezed
and twisted mercilessly. Her eyes widen
in fear. Then suddenly she reaches back
and grabs Mikki by the hair.
“AAAAHHHH!!!” Mikki shrieks as a large chunk of her hair is
ripped out by the roots.
“BITCH!!!” She screams and suddenly the two girls are flopping
around the canvas in a desperate grappling match for control. Suddenly Raija is the one who has Mikki
caught from behind, and she shakily gets to her feet, dragging the squirming
brunette up with her. Once they’re on their feet she puts Mikki in a
sleeper. Mikki’s legs kick and writhe
then start to go limp. Her arms drop and
Raija releases her.
PLUD!!! Mikki hits the canvas face first. Her arms and legs jerk once and go limp. Raija circles her, then leaps into the air.
THUD!!! Mikki’s
whole body jerks as Raija jumps on her back, then crotch drops onto her
butt. She grabs Mikki by the hair and
yanks her head back.
“GAAAAAAKK!!” Mikki howls in pain and fear as her body is
bent backwards. Raija grabs both sides
of her face…
CRACK!!! And the
sound of Mikki’s neck snapping rings out over the din of the crowd. The fight is over. Raija lets her enemy drop lifelessly to the
canvas, where a puddle of blood immediately spreads out from where she lies
face down on the canvas. Raija stands up
over her kill.
DING! DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS
FIGHT…WITH A NECK SNAP KILL….RAIJA!!!!”
Behind us two mat
girls drag Mikki’s body out of the ring to dump down The Shark Chute. The crowd continues to chant the two syllables
of Raija’s name over and over as we slowly make our way down the aisle towards
the exit.
“RYE-AH! RYE-AH!
RYE-AH! RYE-AH!”
It's so sexy to see these girls counting down the minutes until they're legally eligible to fight to the death only to get killed minutes into their birthday. The overzealousness of youth
ReplyDeleteYeah I love the idea that they are just insanely excited to fight, although everyone knows only one of them will be leaving the ring alive. Each and every girl that steps through those ropes is 100% convinced she is the best and will win.
DeleteThere aren't a lot of "rules" in my fantasy world, but one that I have always been insistent on is that these women are all 100% voluntary in what they are doing, and truly LOVE it.
Of course, someone not wanting consent to be in a deathmatch doesn't DESERVE the honor of being in one and has no place in our audience. This is a sacred arena for only the boldest, braviest and sexiest of female fighters.
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