Thursday, January 30, 2020

12-18-2474 Cassie vs. Ewyn



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. 

“WHOULF!!!”  Cassie squawks in agony and starts to fall, but again Ewyn grabs her by the hair and pulls her back to her feet.  She savagely spins her victim around and puts her in an agonizing looking armbar.




“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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