Adrian & Amber
vs. Marta & Meghan
I close the night out with a scheduled 2 on 2 death match at
The Poison Lair. As usual, I will be the
trophy for the winners of this fight, and will go home to spend the night with
them. I am excited about the prospect of
a whole night of three way sex with the victors of a 2 on 2 death match, though
of course there is always the possibility that only one girl will actually
survive the violent brawl, and even she might end up spending the night
in a hospital bed as opposed to her own bed with me, but hopefully that will
not be the case.
The notorious Twins, Adrian and Amber, have received and
accepted a challenge from a 2 girl team from the Southern Alpines named Marta
and Meghan. Following the usual Green
Tower City protocol, I spend a little time in a private room making out with
each set of girls before the bout. It is
my duty to get them thoroughly aroused before the fight, as that invariably
results in a much more violent bout and adds a crucial jealousy factor to the
combatants demeanor. I’ve been with the
Twins on several occasions, and as usual I find their smug snottiness a little
off-putting and kind of secretly hoping this will be the night they get their
comeuppance though I’m not allowed to voice these thoughts, and I try to keep
them at bay as I know anything could happen
and I will be expected to satisfy whichever of these women survives the
night’s battle. It’s not like I’m going
to lose out either way as The twins are extraordinarily cute after all.
And yet, the challengers from the Southern Alpines are
GORGEOUS. They have delightfully sensual
European accents and the three of us engage in a steamy 45 minute pre match
make out session. As usual, my goal is
to get them as aroused as possible but WITHOUT making anybody cum. The hornier the girls are when they enter the
ring, the more brutal the action will be.
I’m right on the verge of
exploding into my underwear myself when I finally excuse myself and head out to
my ring side seat.
The two identical gingers in their customary gold fighting
panties are already in their corner when I emerge from the back and take my
place in my ring side chair. The arena
is completely packed beyond capacity, as it always is when a death match is
taking place. The girls know I was in
the back making out with their opponents.
Adrian gives me an icy glare while Amber just sort of makes a pouty
face.
“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE YELLOW PANTIES AND
COMBAT BOOTS…, ALL THE WAY FROM THE SOUTHERN ALPINES….MARTA AND MEGHAN!!!”
The crowd mostly boos and hisses as the two young European
women stroll confidently down the aisle towards the ring. The crowd derision stems partially from the
fact that they are outsiders, but also in part because they are wearing boots
against barefoot opponents. (From my
experience in the city however, I know that if they get the better of the Twins
the ever fickle crowd will instantly begin to cheer them on.)
These two, unlike the identical twins standing in the ring
already, are quite a bit different from each other. Marta has light blonde hair, tied up in two
buns on top of her head, brown eyes and freckles, while Meghan is a ginger with
curly locks held back from her face with a barrette. Their outfits are identical. I learned their backstory when we were
spending our pre bout make out session together. They had begun their girlhood as enemies but
one night a private bedroom grudge fight turned into something sexual and a
passionate truce was formed. They each left their respective houses and formed
a 2 girl fighting team. They were
extremely successful for the remainder of their Junior Academy careers, in
spite of being targeted by angered former teammates from both House Blonde and
House Ginger. Upon graduating they went
out on the pro circuit and quickly gained a respectable winning record. Having learned of my arrival on Earth, they
made it their goal to come to Green Tower City and kill the twins who they
DESPISE.
The Executioner wraps up their introduction.
“MARTA AND MEGHAN ARE BOTH 19 YEARS OLD AND HAVE NO GTC
RECORD!”
By this time the two challengers are climbing into the
ring. The Executioner is there with her megaphone, and if not for
the masked woman’s daunting presence it seems clear these four half naked
warrior women would immediately tear into each other. The hatred between the two pairs of fighters
is palpable and electrifies the very air of the arena. I feel my cock stiffen in my pants as I wait
for the fight to begin. First of course, the usual Poison Lair death match
protocols must be satisfied.
“FIGHTERS! APPROACH
THE CENTER OF THE RING! STAND BREAST TO BREAST AND MAKE NO ATTACKS!”
With no hesitation the four girls move out of their
respective corners. The twins and the
Europeans press their breasts together and glare into each other’s eyes.
“LADIES THIS IS A FIGHT TO THE DEATH! THE FIGHT IS NOT OVER UNTIL BOTH MEMBERS OF
ONE TEAM IS NO LONGER BREATHING, OR HAS
BEEN ENSLAVED! DO YOU ALL AGREE TO THIS
COMBAT!?!”
Affirmations are shouted all around.
“RETURN TO YOUR CORNERS!
WHEN THE BELL RINGS……FIGHT!”
Slowly the two sets of girls back away from each other and
return to their respective corners across from each other. Now the most tension filed part of the evening
begins as we all wait for the three grim tones of the bell to be sounded. In
the ring the women glare at each other across the fairly small squared
circle. Fights involving more than two
combatants typically take place at Amazon Arena, which has a much larger ring,
but death matches in the Inner City are almost always held at The Poison Lair.
DING!
DING! DING!
Adrian and Meghan charge towards each other, as do Amber and
Marta. Thuds, grunts, moans and groans
explode into the otherwise silent arena as punches are exchanged
furiously. Both sets of girl are going
at it toe to toe and every girl is blooded just seconds into the fight.
PLUD!!! Marta drops
to her butt and Amber presses into her, snatching her by one of her blonde
buns. She begins to pull her up to her
feet.
Adrian and Meghan collapse into an exhausted standing bear
hug and stagger about the ring, desperately grasping each other’s panties and
hair.
THUD! Meghan lifts Adrian off her feet with a knee to the crotch.
THUD!!! Adrian returns the favor and they lean into each
other limply. Their grip on each other
is the only thing keeping them from collapsing to the canvas.
“OOOOHhhhhh!!!!”
Marta lets out a low moan of terror as she is hauled into the corner by
her hair. Amber slams her back into the
turnbuckles and swiftly begins to corner mount her. Several members of the crowd are chanting her
name as she climbs her cornered opponent.
“AMBER! AMBER! AMBER! AMBER!”
But the chant is cut short when Amber suddenly lets out a short
squeal of agony.
“EEEEEEEEE!!!” And
drops to the canvas, quickly covering her crotch with both hands. Marta managed to sneak in a NASTY crotch
rake. The blonde drops to her knees and
then flops onto all fours. She remains
there for a few seconds, gasping for air as she carefully regards the squirming
Amber.
THUD!!! Adrian and Meghan hit the canvas in a tangled mess
of arms and legs. They moan loudly as
they tumble about the canvas, desperately struggling to mount each other. Their entwined bodies flop back and forth,
first one girl on top then the other.
Eventually they end up pressed against the ropes right in front of me,
both of them on their sides. Suddenly
they begin slapping each other in the face.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The excitement of the crowd builds to a fever pitch as blood
sprinkles the canvas around the two locked up women. Then Meghan manages to slam a knee into
Adrian’s crotch.
PLUD!!!
“WHOULF!” The wounded Adrian rolls away from her
attacker. Meghan crawls carefully
towards her, then reaches out and grabs her by the ponytail.
“UUUUnnnnnngghhh…”
Adrian groans as Meghan struggles to get to her feet, hauling the ginger
up with her.
THUD!!! Adrian
punches Meghan in the stomach and both girls drop to their butts. They moan in fear and pain as they glare at
each other with growing hatred.
Meanwhile Amber and Marta have begun to slowly circle each
other on their hands and knees. Both of
them look winded and a little scared. It
seems none of these girls were expecting this much trouble. This really is shaping up to be a good
fight. Suddenly they lunge forward and
their bellies slap together as they lock up on their knees.
“OOOOhhhhhh…”
“ooooOOOoooooOOHHhh!”
They moan as their crotches grind and they snatch each
other’s waistbands with one hand and hair with the other.
“OOOohhhhh!!!! BITCH!!!”
“YOU’RE DEAD WHORE!!!”
Then they hit the canvas and begin to thrash all over the ring.
“UNGH!”
“OOohhhhh…”
Thuds, grunts and groans continue to ring out over the
murmur of the bloodthirsty fight fans as the four young women savagely tear
each other apart. For a few minutes it
looks like the Twins might be in trouble.
Meghan has Adrian on her back and is mounting her for a secure crotch
straddle position.
THUD!!! She punches
her in the face and her arms and legs quiver.
Adrian is in trouble! I glance
over at the other two.
Marta and Amber and sitting on their butts, crotches locked
together and their fingers around each other’s throats. It’s a strangling fight!
“GAK! GAK!” Amber’s eyes are bulging and her face is
turning red. It looks like Marta is in
control! The ginger haired Amber is
slipping backwards and suddenly Marta lunges forward, swiftly mounting her
prey. Amber pulls her hands away from
her attacker’s throat and snatches desperately at her attacker’s hands, trying
to pry them loose. Both twins are
straddled now. This could be the end for
them! As predicted, the crowd seems to
have switched allegiances and is now chanting.
“KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!”
Amber’s bare feet kick helplessly at the canvas as she tries
futilely to peel Marta’s fingers off her throat. The blonde slides further up her victim’s belly,
gaining more leverage. Just a few feet away, Meghan takes a break from the face
pummeling to see how her teammate is doing.
“YEAH! YOU GOT HER
MARTA! FINISH THAT SL- UNGH!!!”
While distracted, Adrian managed to get a hand down the
front of the other red head’s panties and brutally de-pubed her with one swift
crotch rake.
“OOOOhhhhhhh!” Meghan
drops to the canvas, moaning in agony.
She curls up into a fetal position.
Adrian wipes some blood off her face and struggles to her feet. Meghan s currently out of commission so she
staggers towards the other two girls. The blonde is winding up for a possible finishing
blow right when Adrian grabs her by the hair.
“EEK!” Marta yelps in
surprise and pain as she is suddenly yanked up off her mount by one of her pig
tail buns. She turns and slugs her
attacker in the gut but Adrian quickly retaliates with an uppercut and both
girls stagger away from each other.
“OOOhhhhhhhh….” Amber
lets out a low guttural moan and twitches as she slowly begins to regain
consciousness. On the other side of the
ring Meghan is massaging her ravaged crotch and sobbing. Adrian and Marta begin to circle with their
fists up.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” The crowd chants in unison. After several rotations, Adrian and Marta
lunge into each other, fists flying.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!!
The crowd explodes as the two young women pummel each other
mercilessly. Blood splatters the canvas
in all directions.
“OOoohhhh…” Amber
lets out another long moan, having managed to get up into a crouching position.
She pants heavily, trying to regain her senses.
She sees her sister and the blonde that almost finished her engaged in a
brutal fist fight. Then she sees the
other red head, Meghan. Is also poised on her haunches, glaring across the ring
at her. They begin to cautiously crawl
towards each other.
PLAP!!! A SAVAGE uppercut sends Adrian staggering back into
the ropes. Marta has her!
“SHE’S ON THE ROPES!!! FINISH HER!” Someone in the crowd shouts out and Marta carefully
makes her way towards her limp opponent, who is barely dangling off the ropes,
gasping for air. It looks like the pig
tailed blonde is the better fist fighter of the two.
“ALL RIGHT WHORE!”
She announces as she approaches her wounded foe. “IT’S TIME TO FINISH YOU OFF FOR GOOD!” She grabs Adrian’s ponytail and pulls her
forward.
Meanwhile the other two girls are facing off, on their
knees, a couple feet away from each other, arms spread and breasts pumping up
and down as they struggle for breath and courage. This is certainly about to be the end of one
of them. They lunge forward.
THUD!!! Their bellies
slap together and they quickly hit the canvas, grappling desperately for
control of the fight.
THUD!!! Meghan winces
in agony and topples backward, instinctively reaching to cover her tenderized vagina
once again. Amber pounces on her,
swiftly securing a crotch straddle. She
winds up…
THUD!!!! Blood splatters the canvas as Meghan’s head is
nearly taken off from the BRUTAL face punch.
Her legs twitch as Amber winds up again.
THUD!!! Blood
splatters the other side of her face as she is slammed with a left.
THUD!!! And another right.
Her arms flop to the canvas. She
is out cold and at the Twin’s mercy.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Meanwhile, Adrian has lunged forward and locked up with her blonde
attacker in a desperate bear hug. The two
entwined women stagger around the ring, trying desperately to gain control of the
fight. They tug at each other’s hair and
panties, moan and groan, occasionally letting out a sharp squeal of pain and/or
terror. This is a savage fight to the
death now.
THUD!!! Marta gives
the red head a nasty belly punch and Adrian is momentarily stunned. The blonde now has a look of furious rage in
her eyes as she moves in for the kill, but suddenly…Adrian LUNGES forward,
spins the blonde around, getting behind her, grabs one of her buns in each hand
and….
CRACK!!!
Marta flops face first to the canvas, completely limp, her
head bent grotesquely backwards on a broken neck! Adrian got her!!! The exhausted fighter looks up to check on
her sister, seeing that Amber has her foe in complete control.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Blood splatters the canvas everywhere as Amber destroys what’s
left of Meghan’s once pretty face. The
losing red head’s body lurches and convulses with each blow. Suddenly Amber raises up her torso, her
breasts heaving up and down as she sucks in some huge gasps of air while she
takes a moment to bask in the adulation of the crowd.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!” The crowd is chanting. She reaches down for a handful of her enemy’s
hair, peels her head off the canvas,
winds up one last punch, poises her fist menacingly for a couple seconds, then…
SPLAT!!!
Still more blood powders the canvas and Meghan’s body gives
one final death rattle, then the victorious twin lets her enemy’s corpse flop
to the canvas like a rag doll. The fight
is over!
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNERS OF THIS FIGHT….ADRIAN…..AAAAAAND…..AMBERRRRR!!!” The crowd explodes with joy as the twins
raise their arms in victory, showing off their identical muscles. I climb into the ring to kiss them to the
delight of the bloodthirsty women of Green Tower City.
Looks like it’s a Twin Sandwich for me tonight! After making out with them for a few long
wonderful moments for the benefit of the all-female spectators, I wait for them
to peel the yellow panties off their kills to be added to their trophy wall,
and we make our way to their house, where we will spend the evening together.
I suspect after such a brutal death match, they will be in
no shape for a bedroom fight tonight, but as is often the case, I’m in for a
surprise.
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