I start my day out at Catfight Cavern for a bout between two
of my favorite girls: Cassie and Ewyn. I arrive a little early so I can get a drink
and relax in my comfortable mat-side chair for a few minutes. All around me the stands slowly fill with blood
thirsty women anxious to see some Green Tower City style violence. I sip my drink and wait. Finally the loudspeaker crackles into life.
“LADIES AND ISHMAEL!!! WELCOME TO CATFIGHT CAVERN!!!”
The crowd bursts into cheers and applause.
“NOW APPROACHING THE MAT FROM THE WEST SIDE OF THE ARENA….IN
THE BROWN PANTIES AND ARGYLE SOCKS……CASSIE!”
Cassie gets a large cheer as she strolls quickly and
confidently down the aisle towards the large blue mat. She stops to give me a quick make out session
before stepping up onto the mat and standing in her designated corner.
“CASSIE IS 21 YEARS OLD!!!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 79 WINS, 26 LOSSES AND 8 KILLS!!!”
Cassie calmly adjusts her socks as she waits for her
opponent to arrive. She doesn’t have
long to wait.
“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE MAT FROM THE EAST SIDE OF THE ARENA….IN
THE CREAM COLORED PANTIES…..EWYN!!!”
Now the crowd really explodes, seeming to have forgotten all
about Cassie. Ewyn marches quickly down
the aisle, stops to give me a quick kiss, then steps up onto the mat, sneering
at the brunette girl watching her form the opposite corner.
“EWYN IS 22 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 118 WINS…22 LOSSES…AND 19 KILLS!!!”
Ewyn simply stares emotionless across the mat at Cassie,
who glares back.
DING!
DING! DING!
The two young female warriors step out of their corners and
slowly walk towards each other. Their
breasts rise up and down sharply as they draw in air, their nipples hard with the
excitement of coming battle. They begin
to circle each other, hands hanging at their sides, breasts jutting out. Cassie doesn’t look worried at all, even though
Ewyn put her in the hospital the last time they met up. They make 2 full passes, not speaking, just
glaring into each other’s eyes. Then
Cassie slaps Ewyn in the face.
CRACK!!! The crowd
starts to cheer immediately, and Ewyn slaps her right back, knocking her to the
mat.
CRACK!!!
“OOohhhhhhh….” Cassie
moans as she hits the mat. The force of
the blow was impressive and now I see a bit of fear in her eyes. She starts trying to squirm away but Ewyn
reaches down and grabs her by the hair, pulling her back up to her feet. She gives her a knee to the crotch as she
pulls her up.
THUD!!!!
“MMpph!” Cassie
winces in pain from the blow. Ewyn slaps
her again.
CRACK!!!
Cassie stumbles a couple steps away. Ewyn steps forward and gives her a sharp jab
in the face.
WHAP!!!
“URK!” I see the first blood of the day sparkling in the air
as Cassie’s head is thrown back from the force of the blow. Ewyn is toying with her. As Cassie staggers back, moaning, Ewyn calmly
circles her, fists up and ready.
“Come ON! Let’s
FIGHT!!!” Ewyn yells, then swings her
arm around, giving Cassie another sharp slap on the face.
CRACK!!!
“RAAAHHHH!!!” Cassie
suddenly lets out a howl of determination and charges in, fists up. Ewyn raises
her own back up.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
The crowd goes berserk as the two women begin pummeling each
other. Cassie gets in a couple of good
shots, one to Ewyn’s chin and another to her belly, but Ewyn is dominating
her.
CRACK!!! A savage haymaker sends Cassie staggering backwards
out of the fight. She’s about to fall
but Ewyn moves in and grabs her by the hair to keep her from going down. Cassie throws herself forward and wraps her
arms around Ewyn’s midsection trying to hold her in close. She is moaning in
anguish and fear. This isn’t a
fight. It’s a beating.
“FIGHT!!!” Ewyn howls
and brings her knee up hard into the bridge of Cassie’s crotch, lifting the
brunette up off her feet.
“AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
Cassie wails in pain as her arm is wrenched backwards near to the
breaking point. Ewyn walks her around
the whole mat, letting each side of the arena see Cassie’s plight. Once she has
hauled her all the way around the fighting surface she gives her a kick to the
back that sends her flying down to the mat.
SPLAT!!! Cassie hits the ground face first. She immediately starts trying to scamper
away. Ewyn follows along behind her
until she gets to the edge of the mat, then takes a quick hop forward and swings
her foot up with incredible power, catching Cassie full in the crotch with a
doggy style cunt punt that lifts her pelvis high into the air.
THUD!!!
“OOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!”
Cassie lets out a high pitched squeal of agony as her body flops back
down to the mat from the vicious blow.
She lays there face down near the edge of the mat for several seconds,
her pelvis occasionally jerking up into the air reflexively. She is barely conscious. The crowd chants.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”
Ewyn stands there admiring her work for several seconds,
then finally reaches down and grabs Cassie’s stockinged feet, dragging her back
to the center of the mat, leaving a long smear of blood behind. She roughly flips her victim over onto her
back, then steps over her and stands there with one foot on either side of
Cassie’s hips.
“EWYN! EWYN! EWYN! EWYN! EWYN!’ The crowd chants the name of their champion
as Ewyn regards her squirming barely cognizant prey. The crotch of Cassie’s brown cotton panties
are dark with blood from the nasty cunt punt and her whole body is
quivering. She is in major trouble.
THUD!!! Ewyn crotch drops down onto Cassie’s belly and the
brunette fighter’s body jerks with the impact.
Ewyn quickly slams a punch down into her face.
THUD!!! Blood
splatters the mat. Ewyn pauses to take a
breath, then reaches down and grabs a handful of hair. She peels Cassie’s head off the mat, lifting
up a few inches closer to her poised right fist.
THAP! THAP! THAP!
Three quick jabs to the face speckle the mat with more blood
and Ewyn then releases her hold on the girl’s hair, allowing her head to flop
lifelessly to the mat again. Cassie is
out cold. Ewyn continues to straddle
her, occasionally issuing another quick punch to the face. She is an expert at administering a beating
without triggering the warning bell that would signify her victim is close to
death.
THUD!
THUD!
THUD!
With each blow Cassie’s body gives a reflexive twitch and
falls limp again. After several minutes
of this, Ewyn adjusts her mount, sliding her butt up over Cassie’s breasts in
order to position herself right over her throat. The din of noise from the excited spectators
is deafening. Ewyn wets her lips with her
tongue, uses her left hand to pin Cassie’s head down by the hair, and poises a
clenched fist right over her already bloodied and mangled face.
“FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP!” The crowd chants maliciously. I would feel bad for Cassie, but I’ve seen
her do this exact thing to many of her own opponents. This time she just happens to be greatly outmatched.
“FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP!”
Ewyn looks up at me, winks, then goes to work.
THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP!
Fresh blood splatters the mat in all directions. Cassie’s body jerks and quivers, going limp
every time Ewyn pauses the beating for a second.
THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP!
I think I see a tooth fly across the mat. Ewyn keeps up a steady rhythm with her
beating, and I know she is pulling her punches just a little, in order to
prolong the punishment, because she will have to stop if the warning bell is
sounded.
THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP!
Suddenly she stops and arches her back, her perfect breasts
jutting forward as she sits proudly on yet another destroyed opponent. Her lithe perfect body glistens with
sweat. She’s given herself a workout
just from using Cassie’s face as a punching bag. She stands up, raises a foot high over the
senseless brunette’s face, and plunges it down.
THUD!!!! Cassie’s
body lurches one last time and goes limp, arms and legs splayed out lifelessly.
Ewyn places a foot in the middle of her
breasts and raises her arms, showing everyone her perfectly cut little muscles.
DING!
DING! DING!
“WE HAVE A WINNER!!!”
The voice over the loudspeaker booms.
“EWYN! EWYN! EWYN! EWYN!”
The victorious short haired warrior steps off her victim and
walks over to wear I am sitting, stepping off the mat and flexing her muscles
just for me. I glance down at poor
Cassie, completely destroyed on the mat.
A nurse runs over to crouch over her, giving her a bit of emergency
medical attention to make sure she doesn’t bleed out. As this is not a death match venue her duty
is to do only what’s necessary to keep Cassie breathing, then she disappears
and two mat girls, in their customary white bras and panties run up and begin
to drag the defeated brunette off the mat and out into the darkness. She will wake up in a hospital bed in a day
or two. Ewyn climbs into my lap, straddling me while still flexing her
muscles. When I kiss her she wraps her
arms around me and kisses me back. The
crowd loves it.
“Did you like how I finished that little slut off for you,
baby?” She coos into my ear.
“Mmmmmm. Hmmmm’ I
respond in between kisses.
“Come one, I want my reward”
Ewyn says as she dismounts me and we make our way towards the TrophyRoom to celebrate her victory. The matgirls have returned with mops and buckets.
It’s going to take them a while to clean all that blood up.
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