It’s been a long violence filled day and I am sitting in my mat-side
chair waiting for the last bout of the day at Catfight Cavern. Whoever emerges from this fight victorious
will get to take me home with her for the evening and I am anxious to find out
who the combatants will be. The matgirls are just finishing up mopping the blood off the fighting surface from the
last bout, and I am sipping a White Russian, which has been my drink of choice
for the day. (Catfight Cavern makes a hell
of a Caucasian.) As usual, wherever I
am, the crowds follow, and the Cavern is completely packed out, most likely
beyond capacity.
“LADIES AND ISHMAEL….THE TIME HS COME FOR THE FINAL FIGHT OF
THE DAY!”
A huge cheer goes up
from the spectators. They know the prize
for the final match is me, and this factor always increases the violence lever exponentially
for the “Main Event” and invariably results in new and exciting grudges.
“NOW APPROACHING THE MAT FROM THE WEST SIDE OF THE ARENA….IN
THE YELLOW PANTIES….ANDREA!”
The barefoot red head practically runs out of the doorway
and down to aisle, stopping to straddle me in my chair. We begin to make out to the delight of the bloodthirsty
women filling the stands. Just a couple
days ago I saw Andrea ANNIHILATE “Jobber Jeannie” at the Junior Fight Ring, and
I knew she would still be horny for a fight.
I’m surprised she waited this long, since she didn’t even break a sweat
beating down the brunette a couple days ago.
“I hope they found someone for me to actually fight. I need some action before I take you home
with me!’ She says as she is dismounting
me to take her place in one corner of the large blue fighting mat.
“ANDREA IS 18 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 18 WINS, 8 LOSSES AND 1 KILL!”
The ginger haired warrior gets a loud cheer. She has definitely made a good impression in
her time here in the city, in spite of the fact that Cassie cleaned her clock
in her very first appearance.
“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE MAT FROM THE EAST SIDE OF THE ARENA…IN
THE LAVENDER PANTIES AND BALLET SLIPPERS OVER WHITE TIGHTS......LORI THE
FIGHTING BALLERINA!”
“I’m going to fuck this bitch UP!” Lori promises as she rises up off me and
steps up onto the mat. She and her
opponent glare at each other with sheer unbridled hatred. I’m not sure if there’s much of anything more
exciting than seeing two gingers tear each other up.
“LORI IS 25 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 21 WINS…8 LOSSES AND 1 KILL!”
The crowd responds very favorably to Lori, cheering loudly
and some of them begin chanting her name.
“LORI! LORI! LORI! LORI! LORI!”
For someone who came along to fighting later in life, The
Ballerina is really making a name for herself in the city.
DING!
DING! DING!
The two young women step out of their corners and begin to circle
slowly, while the spectators chant.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT”
“UNGH!” Both girls
let out a grunt as they suddenly lunge into each other and grab hair.
“OOoohhhh”
“OOH! OOH! OOH!”
They savagely yank and tug at each other’s hair, drunkenly staggering
all over the mat in a painful stalemate.
CRACK!!! Finally Andrea breaks the hair-pulling hold by slapping the dancer in the face. Lori
stumbles back a few steps, her face reddening. Andrea steps forward raising a fist, but
Lori catches her in the chin with brutal
uppercut.
THUD!! Andrea spits
some blood and staggers back a few steps.
Now the girls raise their fists and begin to circle, their chests rising
and falling as they take deep breaths. Each
of them now seems a bit more wary of the other.
“I’m gonna mop up this mat with you little girl!” Lori hisses.
“FUCK YOU!” Andrea shouts and suddenly they each step
forward and begin pounding each other in a furious fist fight.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
The Cavern explodes in a cacophony of noise as the two young
women furiously exchange face and body blows.
Then their bellies slap together as they swiftly lock up in a bear
hug. Both girls have bloody faces and
are painting with exhaustion and fear, only minutes into the bout.
“OOooohhhh…” Lori moans.
“ooOOOooHHhhhh…” Andrea groans.
They stumble around, locked together, their bellies, boobs
and crotches rubbing while they each they to catch their breath. Andrea shifts her hands and grabs Lori by the
ponytail with one and the waistband of her lavender panties with the
other. Lori responds in kind and they
are now tugging each other’s hair and panties as they continue their desperate
struggle. The crowd goes restless.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
After several minutes they finally separate their bodies
slightly and Lori punches Andrea in the stomach.
THUD!!!
Andrea immediately retaliates by punching Lori in the
stomach.
THUD!
They are both gasping for air again, but then they continue
to exchange belly blows.
THUD!
THUD!
THUD!
THUD!
And then they drop to their butts with another loud thud.
THUD!!!
The two young women sit on their butts facing each other, gasping for
air, hatred in their eyes. Neither seems
capable of making a move for several seconds, then Lori finally shoots a foot
forward and nails Andrea right in the chin.
CRACK!!!
“UNGH!!” The younger
girl spits out a fresh spray of blood and is sent toppling onto her back. Lori
pitches forward and regards her prey from a crouching position appearing ready
to pounce. Andrea hits the mat but quickly
scoots backward to get away from her attacker.
“I’LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!’
Andrea bellows at the dancer who crawls forward, hesitates, then
suddenly scampers forward quickly on her hands and knees. Andrea rears up onto her knees and again
their bodies slap together. They tumble
to the mat and begin a furious grappling session, rolling and tumbling back and
forth across the mat. The crowd goes
wild as the two women savagely fight.
“UNGH!”
“OHHHhhh!!!”
“OOF!”
Andrea finally manages to get on top, pinning her foe beneath
her crotch. She quickly cocks her fists
and blasts the dancer in the face with a NASTY blow that sprays blood on the
mat.
THUD!!! Lori’s body
jerks with the impact.
“I’VE GOT YOU NOW WHORE!
I’VE GOT Y- GLURK!!!” Lori
swiftly gets her calves up and around Andrea’s neck, then slams her onto her
back with her legs. She scoots herself
up onto her prey, trying to get Andrea’s neck secured between her legs. If she gets a scissor hold on her with her
powerful dancer’s legs, this fight will most likely be over quickly.
“AAAAAIIIIEEEEEE!!!” Lori screeches in startled agony as
Andrea manages to nail her with a crotch rake.
The scissor hold is released and Lori tumbles backward, covering her
wounded womanhood while Andrea rolls away, coughing up little flecks of
blood.
A few seconds pass with both fighters on the mat, moaning in
pain. Then finally they each manage to
fight their way up into a crawling position and they begin to circle slowly on
their hands and knees like jungle cats.
The crowd continues to chant.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
They make several slow rotations, their backs arcing up and
down as they each suck in huge breaths of air, trying to get up the courage to
once again enter the battle.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
They make three full rotations before they slowly begin to
crawl forward, both of them rearing up on their knees before once again their
bodies heavily slap together.
“Oohh GOD you BITCH!”
Lori moans as she clutches her opponent tightly.
“I’ll…fucking….(gasp)…KILL you…!”
“GAK!” Lori’s eyes
suddenly widen as Andrea reaches up with both hands and locks her fingers
around the ballerina’s neck.
“DIE SLUT!” Andrea
shrieks as she squeezes Lori’s throat with all her might. Lori’s fac is turning red. She grabs at Andrea’s hands weakly trying to
pry them off her throat but the young red head is too strong. Lori might be in trouble! In true Green Tower City form, the audience begins
to cheer on the younger fighter.
“YEAH ANDREA YOU GOT HER!!!!”
“KILL THAT BITCH!
KILL HER!”
“ANDREA! ANDREA! ANDREA! ANDREA!”
Lori drops to her butt and Andrea crawls in a little closer,
pressing her body against her foe’s as she continues to strangle the life out
of her. I’m a little worried because at
Catfight Cavern, although death matches are not legal, Andrea would be arrested
after the match as opposed to being physically restrained from killing her opponent.
The spectators don’t care. It has been my experience that they love an
illegal kill even more than a legal one.
“YYAAAAH!” Suddenly
Andrea howls in surprise as Lori tumbles backward, using her legs to flip
Andrea up in the air. The strangle hold
is broken and Andrea crashes to the mat with
aloud thud.
PLUD!!! Andrea lands flat on her back and lies there gasping
desperately for oxygen her arms and legs sliding about on the mat weakly. The
impact has knocked the wind out of her.
Lori crawls away from her, coughing up flecks of blood. She is hurt
pretty bad. She massages her neck as she
struggles to get back to fighting capacity.
Andrea rolls over onto her belly and begins to squirm to the opposite
side of the mat. She looks to be trying
to escape. Suddenly Lori sees this and painfully
struggles to her feet. She wavers for a
second, then quickly marches over to her opponent, yanking her up by the
hair.
“COME ON BITCH! THIS
IS A FIGHT TO THE FINISH!”
THUD! Andrea surprises
her with a punch to the crotch as she is being hauled up by the hair. Lori’s grip is released and they stumble back
away from each other, though neither of them drops. Once again they begin to circle, raising
their fists up threateningly. What a
fight! They’ve been going at it for a
full ten minutes now, which by Green Tower City standards, is a pretty long fight. Many of the bouts here are over within a
couple minutes, but these two seem pretty evenly matched.
Again and again they sidestep each other in a grim circle.
Everyone can sense this fight is going to be over pretty soon. There’s no way either of them will be able to
keep this up much longer.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” The women surrounding me chant. I, as usual, remain silent, and have still
not made up my mind which of these lovely ladies I’m really rooting for. Either way I will come out a winner tonight.
At last the two red haired fighters lunge forward and another
furious fist fight ensues.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Blood splatters in all directions as they mercilessly pound
each other. All around me women are
beginning to cheer for either Lori or Andrea and the crowd seems pretty evenly
divided on who they want to see emerge the victor. The punches begin to slow down and become
more intermittent as the fighters grow more exhausted and close to
collapse. This can’t possibly continue much
longer.
THUD! Andrea punches Lori in the gut.
THRACK! Lori punches
Andrea on the face.
THUD! Andrea nails
Lori in the forehead with a punch meant for her nose. A bloody gash appears immediately over Lori’s
right eye and she is sent stumbling backward, her arms pinwheeling. She looks like she is going to drop! This could be the end of the fight.
“YOU GOT HER ANDREA!
FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!” Someone yells and Andrea springs
into action, charging forward towards her enemy, intent on putting her down.
THUD!!! But Lori surprises her with a forward cunt punt that
lifts her off her feet for a split second.
The arena falls silent at the impact, then a huge roar of approval goes
up. Andrea drops to her knees, howling
in agony. Lori shakes the cobwebs out of
her head then steps forward, getting behind her wounded adversary. She pulls her up by the hair and suddenly has
her in a sleeper hold!
“Ungh!”
“OOOhhhh”
“OH! OH! OH! OH!”
The moans and groans continue to fill the air as the two
female fighters struggle desperately.
Lori has her victim in a tight hold, but the young girl is not going
down without a fight, lurching and writhing furiously, trying to break Lori’s
hold. Their bodies are slippery with
sweat and blood and Lori seems to be having trouble holding onto her
opponent. Then, all of a sudden, Andrea’s
arms simply drop to her sides. She is
out! Lori holds the sleeper on her prey
for a dangerous amount of time, then finally lets her flop face first to the
mat.
SPLAT!!!
Andrea face plants to the ground. Her body twitches a little, then goes
limp. The fight is over! Lori drops to her knees with exhaustion,
gasping desperately for air as she keeps her eyes on her downed enemy, hoping
she is really finished this time.
Finally she crawls over to her, peels her face off the mat by a handful
of hair, and slams it back down.
THUD!
Blood splatters the mat and the crowd yells out:
“ONE!”
THUD!
“TWO!”
THUD!
“THREE!”
THUD!
“FOUR!”
THUD!
DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!
If the crowd counted out the fifth face slam the frantic
sounds of the warning bell drowned it out.
Lori falls back onto her butt next to her unconscious and near death foe.
“GASP! GASP! GASP! GASP!
I WON! I WON THE FIGHT!” Lori exclaims
breathlessly. Then, lacking the strength to stand at the moment. She crawls forward a little and places a knee
on the back of her defeated opponent, slowly raising her arms in victory.
DING!
DING! DING!
“HERE IS YOUR WINNER….LORI…THE FIGHTING BALLERINA!!!’
The crowd roars it’s approval, as if nobody was ever
actually rooting for Andrea. I step up onto
the mat and help the little dancer up to her feet. She embraces me tightly and I kiss her before
we begin to make our way out of the arena.
Two mat girls and a nurse rush out to tend to Andrea. If her life is in immediate danger the nurse
will tend to her, then the mat girls will drag her outside where a hospital
runner will take her to the emergency room. It's probably going to be a while before I see her fighting again.
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