I decide to close out my evening with what should be an EPIC
grudge fight between two prostitutes turned pro fighters, Babygirl and Kimberly. It is no secret that these two women DESPISE
each other as much as humanly possible, and I am upping the ante still by
agreeing to take whichever of them emerges victorious from the fight upstairs
to my little pad above the bar for an evening of uninterrupted victory
sex.
The small fighting venue/pub is packed beyond capacity with
bloodthirsty women wanting to see the nasty brawl. I am sitting in my usual ring side seat,
sipping on my usual gin n’ tonic. The
blood from the last bout has been cleaned off the canvas and an eerie tension
filled quiet has fallen over the crowd as we wait for the arrival of the first
fighter.
“LADIES AND ISHMAEL…IT IS TIME FOR THE LAST FIGHT OF THE
DAY!”
A cheer goes up from the hundred or so women crammed around
the ring like sardines. It is insanely
hot in here, with all the body heat, and sweat glistens on everyone’s brow as
the announcements ring out over the crowd.
“NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE LIGHT BLUE RAINBOW STRIPED
PANTIES….BABYGIRL!!!”
The tall lanky blonde strolls casually down the narrow
passageway through the throngs of anxious women towards the ring. She stops to straddle my lap for a few moments,
kissing me and grinding her crotch against my stiffening member.
“I hope you’re ready for a long night of fucking, baby,
cause I am going to WASTE this slag.”
She finally dismounts me and climbs into the small makeshift
fighting ring that is the center piece of Daisy Duke’s main floor area. She
walks to the opposite corner and stretches out against the top rope, waiting
for her hated enemy to arrive.
“BABYGIRL IS 23 YEARS OLD!
HER OUTER CITY RECORD STANDS AT 84 WINS…23 LOSSES…and 11 KILLS!”
Plenty of cheers for the brawling pig tailed sex
worker.
“AND NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE ORANGE PANTIES AND
STRIPED THIGH HIGHS…KIMBERLY!!!”
The auburn haired girl storms through the entry way and
quickly walks over to me, where she grabs my hand and pulls me up out of my
chair. She presses against me tightly
and we kiss while Babygirl seethes in her corner of the ring.
“BITCH I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!!!” Babygirl shrieks. Kimberly finishes our make out session with a
little tongue swirl and then pushes off me, giggling.
“Keep it hard for me baby.
I’m going to put this slut in the hospital for a LONG time.”
She then climbs into the ring and the two young women
immediately lunge into each other.
THUD! THUUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
A wild fist fight ensues for several seconds before 2 City Mods
climb into the ring and drag the furious girls apart. Already they each have a little blood on
their faces and the fight hasn’t even officially started yet. Kimberly is
shoved roughly into her corner as is Babygirl.
Once things have calmed down a
little, the introduction is concluded.
“KIMBERLY IS 20 YEARS OLD!
HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 29 WIN…10 LOSSES…AND 2 KILLS!”
Both of the fighters try desperately to pull themselves away
from the mods who are holding them in their corners but it is no use. They won’t be released until the bell rings,
and now the officials seem to be enjoying the tension as it builds and builds,
threatening to explode.
Several long minutes pass, then…finally…
DING!
DING! DING!
Simultaneously the City mods release their captives, who are
at each other immediately.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Savagely they pound away at each other’s faces with both
fists, making no attempt to defend themselves. Blood flies in all directions and the crowd
goes wild. This is the kind of fight
they LOVE here.
THUD!!! Kimberly scores a NASTY uppercut and Babygirl is
sent staggering into the ropes. Kimberly
presses the attack, stepping in and slamming a fist into her gut.
THUD!!!
“UNGH!!!” Babygirl
winces and doubles over. Kimberly grabs her
by one of her pigtails and pulls her back up, giving her a slap in the face with
her other hand.
CRACK!!!
Babygirl swiftly slaps her back.
CRACK!!!
Then they begin to furiously exchange face slaps for several
seconds and the sharp cracks ring out over the din of the crowd.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
“UNGH!!!” With an
exhausted groan they suddenly slam their bodies together and grab each other by
the pig tails with both hands. Blood is
streaming down both of their reddened faces and they stagger around the small
ring, clutching each other by the hair and moaning in agony. It’s amazing that they are still on their
feet.
“OOOohhhhhh….”
“OOOOOhhhhOOOOHhhhhh…”
Babygirl backs Kimberly into the ropes on one side of the
ring and presses in, pinning her. Kimberly
gives her a knee to the crotch, still holding her blond pigtails in each hand.
THUD!!!
“UNGH!” Babygirl grunts
but doesn’t let go. She knees Kimberly
in the crotch.
THUD!!!
“OOOOOHHHH!” Kimberly
nearly goes over the ropes but Babygirl holds her in. They are yanking desperately at each other’s
hair now. Suddenly Kimberly lets go of
one pigtail and grabs the waistband of Babygirl’s panties, giving them a slight
tug.
“ERK!” Babygirl
grunts and gives Kimberly another knee to the crotch, though without as much
power as the last one.
THUD!
“UNGH!” Kimberly’s
knees buckle, but then she heaves herself forward and Babygirl, not expecting
this, topples to the canvas with Kimberly landing on top of her.
They immediately wrap their arms and legs around each other’s bodies and
begin to roll across the canvas. The manic
crowd is chanting now.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
They tumble back and forth across the floor of the ring a
couple times, and suddenly Kimberly manages to gain a straddling mount. She swiftly
punches Babygirl in the face.
THUD!!! The blonde
moves her hands up to protect her face and Kimberly slugs her in the gut.
THUD!!! Babygirl
winces and doubles over, but Kimberly smashes her in the face again.
THUD!!! Babygirl goes
limp, her body twitching slightly under her attacker’s weight. Kimberly’s shoulders slump immediately and
she sits on her prey, gasping for air. The
crowd is on her side now.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”
The auburn haired fighter looks like she is about to pass
out herself. Her head starts to droop,
but suddenly she gives her body a little shake and stiffens up a bit. She looks around at the crowd who are all urging
her to finish Babygirl off. Her gaze
falls on me and then she seems to remember where she is. A renewed sneer of hatred appears on her lips
and she reaches down for a blonde pigtail, pulling Babygirl’s head up off the
canvas and holding her other hand next to her face. She starts giving her some light slaps to the
cheek.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
“COME ON! WAKE
UP! I’M NOT SATISFIED YET, WHORE!”
“GLUK?! Babygirl’s
eyes flutter open and she sprays a fine mist of blood out of her mouth as she
gurgles awake. Her legs wriggle a bit
and suddenly she throws a punch up into Kimberly’s unsuspecting jaw.
THAP!!! The sharp
sound of the impact rings out over the crowd and a second later Kimberly’s body
hits the canvas. Babygirl scoots away on
her butt, frantically and Kimberly quickly rolls away. She clings to the ropes on the opposite side
of the ring and rubs her wounded jaw. Both girls moan and sob in pain and fear. The crowd settles into an eerie silence as
the fighters regroup on separate sides of the ring.
Several seconds of heavy breathing pass and Babygirl and
Kimberly begin to pull themselves up, using the ropes of the squared circle to
steady themselves. Then finally they
begin to slowly circle each other, staying on opposite sides of the perimeter
of the ring.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
After 3 full rotations around the perimeter of the ring,
they stagger uncertainly towards each other.
They spread their arms and suddenly lunge forward, their bellies slap as
they lock up in a tight bear hug in the middle of the ring.
THUD!!!
“OOOhhhhhh…”
“oooOOooOHHHHHH…”
They wrap their arms tightly around each other and press
their heads into each other, trying to force one another backwards, yanking at
the waistbands of each other’s panties as they drunkenly slow dance around the
ring. They grunt and groan as their sweat
drenched bodies grind together. Voices occasionally ring out from the crowd,
cheering on one fighter or the other.
“GET HER KIMBERLY!”
“COME ON BABYGIRL!
FUCK THAT BITCH UP!”
Again they suddenly reach up with both hands and grab each
other’s pig tails, simultaneously letting out a howl of pain and determination.
“OOOOOOHHHHH!!!!”
“AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
They stumble into one of the corners, and Babygirl is backed
into the pole. Kimberly gives her a knee
to the crotch.
THUD!!
“UNGH!” The blonde’s
body is lifted off her feet from the impact.
There are no turnbuckles at Daisy Duke’s, just old fashioned rope
wrapped around the wooden posts in the corners.
Kimberly gives her another knee into the groin.
THUD!!!
Babygirl lets go of Kimberly’s pig tails and leans into her
body, wrapping her arms around her. She
hooks her fingers into the girls’ orange panties and gives them a little tug.
“UNGH!” Kimberly lets
out a little grunt, then goes for another knee to the crotch, but Babygirl s
pressed too close into her for her to get any momentum. She falls backward and Babygirl’s entire
weight lands on top of her. She quickly
punches the red head in the face.
THUD!!!
Fresh blood splatters the canvas and Kimberly’s arms and
legs jerk. She reaches up in desperation
and gets her fingers locked around the blonde’s throat.
“GAK!!!” Babygirl’s
eyes widen as she is strangled, but she still has better leverage. She lifts her pelvis up and then drops it
back down, slamming into Kimberly’s with her full weight.
THUD!!!
Kimberly doesn’t relinquish her hold and lifts her legs up,
trying to get them around her attacker’s hips but Babygirl cocks her fist and
gives her another blast to the face, connecting directly with the bridge of her
nose with a NASTY crunching sound.
SPLAT!!! Blood sprays the canvas and Kimberly yelps in
agony. Her arms and legs flop to the
canvas. Babygirl punches her again.
THUD!!! The red head’s body jerks violently. Babygirl readjusts her mount, sliding her
crotch up her victim’s body until she is straddling her just below her breasts, She grabs a pig tail to hold Kimberly’s head
off the canvas while she winds up for another blow. Now the frenzied crowd is rooting for
Babygirl.
“YEAH!!! YOU GOT HER BABYGIRL! FINISH HER!”
“FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP!”
THUD!!! Babygirl buries her fist in Kimberly’s face. Blood flies.
She cocks her fist again.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Kimberly’s limp body jerks and quivers. She is completely unconscious and almost
certainly in mortal danger. The
officials at Daisy Duke’s will do nothing to physically stop a dirty kill, but
Babygirl would be immediately hauled off to Green Tower City Prison for five
years if she does so now. As she cocks
her fist for another blow I wonder if I will be spending the night alone.
THUD!!!
She lets Kimberly’s battered head flop to the canvas. The beaten girl’s body twitches slightly for
a couple seconds, then her legs and arms spread out limp across the
canvas. Babygirl takes a couple long
deep breaths, her bloody and sweat drenched breasts rising and falling under
the lights over the ring. Then she
suddenly raises her fists victoriously.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT……….BABYGIRL!!!!”
The crowd explodes with admiration for the young prostitute turned
brawler. Slowly she stands over her humiliated
victim as I climb into the ring to reward her with a kiss. I’m quite certain there will be no bedroom
fight for Babygirl tonight.
THE END
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