It’s been five
minutes since I pleasured the winner of the last fight, and I am enjoying my
fifth or sixth (starting to lose count) pint of ale. I an anxious to see who is fighting
next. It turns out I don’t have long to
wait.
“LADIES AND
ISHMAEL…OUR NEXT FIGHTER IS MAKING HER FIRST APPEARANCE AT THE BLOODY
MATTRESS! ANDREA!!!”
The gorgeous red
head that Cassie DESTROYED 10 days ago at Catfight Cavern trots quickly down
the aisle. She lights up when she sees
me sitting in my cage side chair and sprints over, hopping into my lap for a
make out session.
“I’m gonna WIN This
fight for you baby!” She purrs into my
ear as she grinds her crotch against my hardening penis. I run my fingers along the waistband of her
mustard yellow cotton fighting panties and then she suddenly dismounts and
skips her way into the fighting cage, stepping up onto the mattress on the
opposite side of the door. She’s never
fought here before but she knows the protocol.
“ANDREA IS 18 YEARS
OLD AND THIS IS HER FIRST MATTRESS FIGHT!”
No mention of her
single pro loss is made. Amateur OuterCity venues only score for themselves, or the Outer City Fighting Guild, of
which the Bloody Mattress is a member. Andrea waits on her side of the
mattress. She looks a little nervous
now, and she is shifting her weight back and forth from one foot to the other
rapidly. Her perky breasts are surging
up and down as she gulps in sharp quick gasps of air.
“AND NOW APPROACHING
THE CAGE….HER OPPONENT…IN THE LIGHT YELLOW PANTIES….MALLORY!!!”
The spunky young
blonde marches quickly down the aisle while quite a few of the women in the
crowd cheer her on. She’s been here a
couple months longer than I have and had managed to create a small fan base in
spite of her wildly back and forth record.
She’s never been considered a true jobber though her record has lingered
around the 50/50 mark ever since her arrival.
She hops into my lap
and kisses me passionately while Andrea sneers at her from inside the
cage. After several minutes she dismounts
me.
‘This won’t take too
long baby” she promises as she turns and strolls casually into the fighting
cage, taking her place on the opposite end of the mattress from Andrea. The cage door is shut and locked.
“MALLORY IS 19 YEARS
OLD! HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 18 WINS…16
LOSSES…AND 2 KILLS!”
There’s some
scattered cheers and applause from the crowd before everyone quiets down to
watch the fight that is about to take place.
Nobody seems very certain of who is going to win this match up and the
tension is high as we wait for the bell to ring. Mallory looks over at me with a smirk on her
lips.
“This is the best
challenger they could come up with for me?
I was hoping for a fight!”
Andrea says
nothing. She just continues to glare
wide eyed at her foe.
DING! DING! DING!
Andrea and Mallory
each take a step and a half forward and begin throwing wild punches at each
other.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
The crowd goes wild
as flecks of blood fly in all directions.
After a few seconds the two girls lock up in a desperate bear hug.
“OOOHhhhhhhhOOOHhhhh!!!” They both let out long tortured groans as
their bellies slap together and they frantically snatch each other by the hair
and waistbands. They both look a little
scared now and blood is dripping down from both of them. It seems neither of them is going to get the
easy victory they thought they were going to get. They stagger towards one end
of the mattress and then the other. The
rules of the Bloody Mattress have been established already as being strictly ON
the mattress only, so if either of them steps or falls off they will both be
tazered unconscious. It looks like they both know this and are going to try to
keep themselves and their opponent on the mattress at all times. They get dangerously close to Andrea’s side
of the mattress, but then the red head starts forcing Mallory back and they get
close to her side, then the blonde pushes back and they end up in the center of
the small mattress, still clutching each other by the hair and waistband.
Predictably, the
crowd begins to get restless, and who can blame them, it’s been almost 60
seconds since any fresh blood has been shed.
“FIGHT! FIGHT!
FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
Andrea and Mallory
just grunt and groan, grinding their crotches together as they struggle to get
control of the fight. Finally Andrea gives the blonde a nasty knee
to the crotch.
THUD!!!
“UNGH!” Mallory grunts but doesn’t lose her grip on
her enemy. Instead she returns the knee
to Andrea’s crotch, lifting her off the mattress slightly from the force of the
blow.
THUD!!!
“OOOOhhhhh…YOU
BITCH!!! OOohhhhh…” Andrea’s knees
buckle. She starts to go down! Mallory raises a leg, trying to drive her backwards
but Andrea presses forward and the grappling stalemate continues. Mallory swings an open hand through the air,
slapping Andrea in the face.
CRACK!!!
Andrea is stunned
from the blow, but quickly fights back, slapping the blonde in the face as hard
as she can.
CRACK!!!
They stagger
dangerously close to the edge of the mattress, and then grab each other by the
hair with both hands. They grunt and
moan as they yank at each other’s hair, then Andrea gives Mallory a SAVAGE knee
to the crotch.
PLUD!!!
Mallory is lifted
off the mattress for a second and drops to her butt. Andrea takes the advantage quickly, grabbing
the young blonde by her bangs with her left hand. She holds her head up and cocks her fist.
THAP! THAP! THAP!
THAP THAP! THAP!
Andrea RAPIDLY
drills Mallory in the face with several punches. Blood splatters the mattress and the crowd
goes wild. She then releases her victim’s
bangs and lets her limp body flop to the
mattress, spread eagled and out cold.
The crowd is chanting for the red haired brawler.
“FINISH HER! FINISH
HER! FINISH HER!”
Andrea crouches over
her prey, gasping heavily, her perfect breasts rising and falling as she
regains her strength. It is clear that
she is exhausted and maybe even a little surprised to see her opponent unconscious. Finally she seems to gather what is happening,
and mounts Mallory, crotch to crotch. She cocks her fist.
“FUCK HER UP! FUCK
HER UP! FUCK HER UP!” The crowd is
chanting. Andrea suddenly goes to work,
pummeling away at Mallory’s cute freckled face with both fists, smashing her features
and spraying blood all over the mattress.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
At first Mallory’s
body jerks and spasms violently with each blow, but then settles down to a
slight twitching, then goes completely limp.
Andrea hits her a couple more times for good measure.
THAP! THAP! THAP!
Then suddenly, abruptly, She stops the beating,
resting back for a moment, pressing her butt down into Mallory’s crotch, she
gazes out at the cheering spectators. I
have a feeling at this point she is wishing this is a death match and she could
legally finish her new found enemy of for good.
Finally, she reaches down and grabs Mallory’s bangs and pulls her head
up off the mattress. The blonde’s face is mangled beyond recognition. Andrea cocks her fist one last time, waits a
fedw seconds, then buries it in what’s left of Mallory’s face.
SPLUD!!! More blood sprinkles the mattress and Andrea
lets her defeated enemy splay out into the blood soaked cushion. She stands, placing a foot on her opponent’s
chest before showing off her muscles to the roaring fans.
DING! DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS
FIGHT…..ANDREA!!!”
The cage is unlocked
and I walk in to kiss the grateful victor of the violent brawl. She keeps her foot pressed down firmly on her
destroyed opponent s we make out to the delight of the crowd. Then she boots Mallory’s limp form off onto
the dirt ground of the fighting cage and pulls me down onto thematress, and
inside of her.
We are both
satisfied very quickly and Mallory is hauled off to the hospital. Andrea is exhausted to the point of passing
out so she limps out of the small fighting venue and I decide that I will go
grab a bite to eat, after which I will probably make my way into the Inner City
for the rest of the evening.
THE END
Que golpiza!! Me encanta cuando la ganadora se sube sobre la perdedora y la muele a golpes
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