Friday, July 10, 2020

9-2-2475 Harmony vs. Rita




It’s been a long day and it is almost midnight.  I have taken my usual reserved ring side seat at The Poison Lair.  Another grudge is about to be settled for good n a scheduled death match.  I will be going home to spend the night with whichever woman survives the upcoming brawl.  As usual the Poison Lair is sold out (possibly and most likely beyond capacity, in fact.)

The fabled Executioner steps into the ring with her trusty megaphone. 

“LADIES AND ISHMAEL…THE TIME HAS COME FOR THE FINAL BOUT OF THE EVENING….A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!!!”

An all-female roar of approval rocks the arena all around me.  The women of Green Tower City love a good death match more than anything else.  I take another swig of my gin n’ tonic.

“NOW APPROACHING THE RING….IN THE LIGHT GREEN TERRYCLOTH PANTIES….HARMONY!” 



A huge cheer goes up for the raven haired brawler strolling confidently down the aisle.  She has made quite a name for herself here and I have to admit she is one of my favorite girlfriends.  She sees me sitting in my ringside chair and sidles over to me, lifting a leg to slowly straddle me where I sit.  She kisses me, grinding her crotch against my hardening member. The crowd goes wild.

“This shouldn’t take too long baby, keep it hard for me.”  She dismounts and climbs through the ropes, going over to her corner.  The Executioner concludes her announcement.

“HARMONY IS 18 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 31 WINS…9 LOSSES AND 7 KILLS!!!”

Another ripple of cheers goes through the crowd. There is a slight pause. 

“AND NOW APPROACHING THE RING….IN THE BROWN PANTIES AND SANDALS…HER OPPONENT….RITA!” 

“A murmur of excitement rumbles through the spectators as the curly haired brunette marches quickly down the aisle towards the ring. 

“ARE YOU READY TO DIE SLUT?!?”  She shrieks as she rapidly closes the distance.  Right before she gets to the ring she turns towards me and hops into my lap, kissing me passionately with her full red lips.  I kiss her back, and I can almost feel Harmony seething with rage inside the ring.  Finally Rita dismounts me and swivels slowly, giving Harmony a nasty sneer.  Harmony simply glares back, while stretching out against the ropes in her corner.    Rita climbs through the ropes and goes to the opposite corner.



“RITA IS 22 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 74 WINS…29 LOSSES…AND 10 KILLS!”

Rita gets a decent amount of cheers from her fan base in the audience.  Her fighting career got off to a rocky start but by the time she got to Green Tower City she had improved substantially and she has a brutal fighting style using a lot of high kicks and stomps.  Her leather sandals add to the lethal nature of her foot attacks and she is known for stomping her victim’s faces beyond recognition.

“FIGHTERS APPROACH THE CENTER OF THE RING!  STAND BREAST TO BREAST!  MAKE NO ATTACKS!”

The two dark haired young women stroll nonchalantly out of there corners and do as they are instructed, glaring into each other’s eyes as they press their breasts together.

“LADIES THIS IS A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!  DO YOU BOTH AGREE TO THIS COMBAT?”

“YES!”  They respond without hesitation.

“RETURN TO YOUR CORNERS!  WHEN THE BELL RINGS……FIGHT!

They comply with the Executioner’s instructions silently.  (To do anything else would be suicide.)

Many minutes pass, as per the usual Poison Lair tradition.  Building tension always increases the level of excitement in the sold out arena. 

DING! DING! DING!

Harmony and Rita rush out of their corners, reaching each other in the center of the ring within a second.  They exchange a flurry of punches and then grab each other by the hair.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

“UNGH!!!”

“OHHHH!!!” 

The crowd goes wild, cheering on one girl or the other or simply yelling “FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”  For a few seconds they stagger around the ring, yanking at each other’s dark locks mercilessly.   Grunts, moans and occasional sharp yelps of pain fill the air.  Rita finally manages to back Harmony into the ropes, and gives her a knee to the crotch.

THUD!!!

“UNGH!”  Harmony grunts and pitches forward, wrapping her arms around her attacker.  Rita does the same and now they are staggering the other way, locked up in a tight crotch grinding bear hug. 

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”  The crowd chants in unison.

They get to the center of the ring and Harmony gives Rita a slap to the face.

CRACK!!!  She immediately retaliates in kind.

CRACK!!!  Now their bodies separate and they grab each other by the hair with their left hands and begin slapping each other in the face with their right hands.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

After several blows apiece they stumble away from each other.  Their tear streaked faces are red and blood trickles from their mouths.  They slowly circle each other with their arms down at their sides, their bosoms rising and falling quickly as they suck in deep breaths.   Then they step forward.  Harmony is raising her fists but Rita suddenly spins into the air and catches her full in the nose with a spinning high kick.

PLUD!!! Blood sprinkles the air and Harmony flops to the canvas, landing HARD on her back.

THUD!!! As soon as she hits Rita moves in swiftly, raising her foot to stomp her, but Harmony manages to roll to the side.  Rita’s foot hits the canvas and she is momentarily thrown off balance.  Harmony tackles her and they hit the canvas together in a tangled knot of arms and legs.

“UNGH!!!!”

“OOOhhhh!  YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!”

They tumble all over the ring, first Harmony on top, then Rita, then Harmony then Rita.  Neither of them is able to secure a mount for long.  They get to the edge of the ring and get tied up in the ropes, Harmony’s back is pressed into them.  Rita uses it to her advantage and lifts a leg, trying to get on top of Harmony.  It looks like she is securing a mount but then she lets out a blood curdling screech and tumbles back, rubbing her crotch.  Harmony managed to sneak a claw down into the front of her panties and gave her a nasty crotch rake. 

“OOOOOHHHHHH!!!” Rita lets out a long tortured wail of agony as she curls into a fetal position.  Harmony crawls over to her and lifts a leg over her side, getting ready to mount her.

PLUD!! Rita rolls onto her back, playing limp, but then lifts a knee up into Harmony’s crotch just as she is starting to straddle her and now the black haired girl is on her back, also massaging her crotch. Loud moans of agony fill the air as they both lie on their sides and rub their wounded womanhood.  They squirm a few feet away from each other.  The break in the action goes on just a bit too long for the liking of the bloodthirsty spectators and after about 30 seconds they start to chant again.

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

Tortuously the two young women struggle to a crawling position and begin to circle slowly on their hands and knees.  They both look a little reluctant to get back into the fight and make three full rotations before cautiously rearing up on their knees and crawling towards each other.

THUD!  Harmony nails Rita in the face with a jab just as they get close enough. Her head is thrown back and blood sparkles in the overhead lights.  She shakes it off and moves forward, slamming her body into Harmony’s.  Their sweaty bellies slap together and they lock up in a tight squeeze on their knees, grinding their breasts and crotches together as they desperately try to force each other down to the canvas. 

“Ohhh you WHORE!!! OOOHHH!!!”

“Ungh! Ungh! UNGH!!! YOU’RE DEAD SLUT!!!”

“YAHH!!” Harmony’s eyes bulge as Rita suddenly grabs a handful of her jet black hair and yanks her head back. She reaches forward and yanks at Rita’s brown curly hair with both hands. 

“OOOOhhhhHHHHH!!”  Rita moans loudly in pain.  She tugs harder at Harmony’s hair. 

“AAAAAHHHH!!!”  Harmony shrieks and suddenly topples backward with Rita on top of her.  The brunette is getting the advantage,.  She cocks her fist and slams it right in the middle of Harmony’s face.

THUD!!

Blood sprays the canvas and Harmony’s body gives a violent jerk before she goes limp.  Rita rests her butt down on Harmony’s stomach and sucks in a couple deep gasps of air. Then she stand over her victim and looks around at the crowd.

“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”  It seems everyone is rooting for Rita now. 

“I’M NOT DONE WITH THIS SLUT YET!”  She announces and bends over her victim, giving her a couple sharp slaps to the face.

CRACK!

“GET UP!”

CRACK!

“GET UP AND FIGHT!”

CRACK! 

PLUD!!! With lightning speed Harmony kicks up into the bridge of Rita’s unsuspecting crotch.   Rita winces and immediately doubles over, then drops to her butt.  Harmony gets to her feet quickly and grabs Rita by the hair, hauling her up to her feet. She spins her around and gets behind her, putting one hand on her chin while keeping the other buried firmly in her curly brown hair.  Rita’s eyes widen with fear and she flails her arms backward, trying to get a hold on her attacker, but Harmony has her positioned perfectly…

CRACK!!!  Rita’s neck is snapped like a twig.  Harmony immediately releases her, letting her corpse flop face first to the canvas with a loud thud. The fight is over.  The crowd explodes.

DING! DING! DING!

“WE HAVE A WINNER! WE HAVE A WINNER!” The Executioner shouts through her megaphone as she climbs into the ring.  Harmony places a foot on the small of Rita’s back and calmly regards the spectators.

“HERE IS YOUR WINNER….WITH HER 8th KILL….HARMONY!!!”



Harmony raises her arms up in the air to show off her muscles, then pulls one of Rita’s sandals off and tosses it out into the crowd.  She pulls off the other one and tosses it out into the opposite side of the crowd; souvenirs for 2 lucky fight fans.   Then she peels off Rita’s brown cotton fighting panties to be added to her growing collection of kill trophies. 

I climb into the ring to kiss the victor. 
  

“I still need some more action, baby.  Let’s head to my place.”  I know she’s been spoiling for a rematch with the notorious bedroom fighter Misty, but I really wonder if she is up for that tonight.  I know it is useless to argue with her though, so off we go into the darkness towards Harmony’s house, about a 20 minute walk away.   

THE END

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