With Beth’s weight pressing down on you, you manage to lift
your shoulders off the canvas and slug the blonde right in the belly.
“UNGH!!” She grunts
in pain and topples backward off of you!
“OOohhhh…” You let out a low moan of pain and effort as you
struggle up to a sitting position. Beth
is on her butt just a few feet away.
CRAWL
TOWARDS HER
POUNCE ON
HER
CRAWL
AWAY FROM HER
STAND UP
I wake up pretty early in Amanda’s giant bed, with her
curled up next to me. She is sound asleep
and I suspect she will remain so for quite some time after winning that brutal 16 Girl Battle Royale last night at Amazon Arena, so I let myself out quietly. I decide to start my New Year out by visiting
every one of my favorite fighting venues in the City, starting out in The Outer City and then making my way across town towards my castle. I ho into a shuttle
tube and end up near the main Outer City fighting circuit. It’s still a little early so I go have breakfast at one of my favorite Outer
City Greasy Spoon Diners, Alice and Mel's. I have
pancakes, sausage and toast with Orange Juice.
It is amazing as always, and then I enjoy a couple cups of coffee while
I wait for the doors to open at Daisy Duke’s across the street. Around 10:00 the doors open and I know the
first fight will be starting soon so I head in.
As always, the management is quite pleased to see me and all
my needs are immediately seen to, which means I am soon sitting in my ring side
seat with a cocktail in my hand. (In the
spirit of the holiday, I am starting the day out with Mimosas. As always, my presence in the venue ensures
that before long the place will be packed full of bloodthirsty female spectators
anxious to see a good fight, and they know I will be rewarding the victor with
sex right after the fight.
This is why all the venues love me so much. All I have to do is show up and they sell out
immediately.
The din of noise dies down as the loudspeaker croaks into
life.
“NOW ENTERING THE RING….IN THE HEART PRINT PANTIES AND CALF
SOCKS….BRANDI!”
The perky little red head runs down the small aisle, stops
to give me a quick make out session, then hops into the small makeshift ring in
the center of the bar.
“AND NOW….IN THE RED PANTIES…HER OPPONENT…DESIREE!!”
“Oh this is going to be a good fight!” I think to myself silently. The young blonde brawler strolls slowly down
the aisle, glaring at Brandi until she sees me sitting ringside, then she trots
over and hops into my lap to kiss me while the fans in the small packed out bar
go wild. She dismounts me and climbs
into the ring. It is clear that the
girls are anxious to get their hands on each other. They won’t have long to wait. Daisy Duke’s doesn’t fuss around with a lot
of pre-match ceremony.
DING!
DING! DING!
With no hesitation the two young women raise their fists and
come out of their corner, hot to fight.
They circle each other one full rotation, then Desiree lunges forward
and jabs Brandi in the face.
THUD!
Blood splatters.
Brandi staggers back a pace.
Desiree looks ready to move in, but hesitates. That was probably a mistake, I think to
myself. Then they suddenly lunge into each
other.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
The crowd erupts into a frenzy as the two women begin
pummeling each other savagely in the center of the ring. The dull thuds of one heavy hit after another
ring out ver the crowd as blood splatters the well worn tan canvas.
THUD!
Brandi NAILS Desiree in the face with a NASTY jab and her
face explodes in a shower of blood. She
is hurt BAD. She sways a little on her
feet, then suddenly lurches forward and wraps her arms around her ginger haired
foe. Brandi locks up with her and the
two girls sweaty bodies slap together as they struggle to catch their
breath. The impatient crowd immediately
starts their usual chant.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
THUD!
The ring gives a little shake as the entwined girls suddenly
drop t their knees, too exhausted to stand.
They pull hair and tug each other’s panties, desperately trying to gin
the upper hand in the brawl. Suddenly they
wrap each other up and begin rolling around on the canvas. Whoever gets on top first here will most
likely emerge victorious.
“FIGHT! FIGHT” FIGHT!” FIGHT!” The mutual chant continues, with the odd
stray voice calling out;
“GET HER BRANDI!”
Or
“COME ON DESIREE! YOU
CAN TAKE THAT SLUT!”
And then it starts to look like Brandi is coming out on
top She pins a squirming Desiree down to
the mat.
“STAY DOWN WHORE!”
She commands then finally secures a straddle mount.
She cocks her fist while Desiree’s feet stomp the canvas futilely.
THUD!
Blood sprays the canvas.
Desiree’s legs jerk and twitch.
Brandi hits her again.
THUD!
And again.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Finally Desiree’s arms and legs drop limply to the canvas. She is out cold. Brandi remains on her mount for a few seconds
while the crowd cheers for her. Her
round breasts rise and fall rhythmically ss she gaps for air. She is clearly the superior woman here, but
she has taken a beating. Finally she
pulls Desiree’s head off the canvas by a handful of hair and gives her a couple
slaps. She’s not finished with her yet.
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
Desiree’s legs twitch and she lets out a low painful moan. Brandi swiftly slides forward, burying the
blonde’s face deep in her crotch.
“mmph…” Desiree’s arms and legs twitch and quiver
as the least of her breath is expended. Very
quickly she goes limp again. Brand doesn’t
budge and the warning bell is frantically rung.
DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!
Finally Brandi stands over her vanquished prey and strikes a
victory pose.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT…BRANDI!!!”
The crowd cheers as I climb into the ring to kiss the winner
while she continues to show off her perfect little round muscles. She presses against me as I kiss her, and
then I help her out of the ring and we head for my little apartment upstairs,
where I will reward her properly for her hard fought victory.
As soon as we leave a couple ring girls and a nurse rush
into tend to Desiree, who will soon be in a hospital bed.
You stand a few feet away from where Beth is cowering in the
corner, staring up at you with wide frightened eyes. You have never seen her in this state, and it
is turning you on immensely. You hold your fists up, challenging her.
“COME ON BITCH! GET
UP SO WE CAN FINISH THIS!”
Beth reaches up and grabs the ropes, using them to drag
herself up to her feet while letting out a long groan of pain and
determination. When she manages to get
to her feet she lets out a loud sigh and raises her fists. This is it!
This is going to be the end of the fight for sure! The two of you slowly begin to circle,
breathing deep and heavy. The arena has
fallen eerily silent and the only sounds you are aware of are the heavy gasps of
you and your foe breathing, and the dull sounds of your bare feet hitting the
canvas as you cautiously circle each other.
PLUD!!!
You give a little grunt as you plop down onto Beth’s ass. Her body jerks involuntarily with the impact
and she lets out a low moan of pain and terror.
You have her! You reach down and
grab her ponytail, hauling her head up off the canvas.
THUD!!!
You slam her face into the canvas. Blood splatters and she grunts in pain. Her body jerks and quivers. You haul her head back again.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Again and again you slam her face back down into the growing
puddle of blood. The crowd is chanting
your name.
“HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY!”
After several minutes of this, you finally stand, raise your
foot high over the back of her skull, and slam it down, crushing the back of
her head like a ripe melon.
SPLAT!!!
Her body jerks one last time and goes limp. The fight is over.
DING!
DING! DING!
“LADIES AND
ISHMAEL…HERE IS YOUR WINNER….WITH HER 39th KILL….HARMONY!!!”
You place your foot on the back of your vanquished foe’s crushed
head and raise your arms in victory salute.
THE END
Beth is in bad shape.
You are full of confidence and want to drag this fight out a little
further. You reach down and grab her
ponytail, then start hauling her up by it.
“OOOOOhhhhhhh” She
moans in agony as you yank her full weight up by the ponytail. She hugs your legs as you pull her up, trying
to relieve some of the force being applied to her hair.
“OOOOOOhhhhh GOD OH GOD OH GOD!!!” She whimpers.
Your nipples harden at the sound.
Victory sex tonight is going to be glorious with this bitch’s panties
hung on the wall over your headboard as a trophy.
THUD!!!
Her belly suddenly slaps against yours as she wraps her arms
around your midsection and presses into you, desperate to catch her breath. You return the bear hug. She squirms and moans.
PLUD!!!
You give a little grunt as you plop down onto Beth’s ass. Her body jerks involuntarily with the impact
and she lets out a low moan of pain and terror.
You have her! You reach down and
grab her ponytail, hauling her head up off the canvas.
THUD!!!
You slam her face into the canvas. Blood splatters and she grunts in pain. Her body jerks and quivers. You haul her head back again.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Again and again you slam her face back down into the growing
puddle of blood. The crowd is chanting
your name.
“HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY!”
After several minutes of this, you finally stand, raise your
foot high over the back of her skull, and slam it down, crushing the back of
her head like a ripe melon.
SPLAT!!!
Her body jerks one last time and goes limp. The fight is over.
DING!
DING! DING!
“LADIES AND
ISHMAEL…HERE IS YOUR WINNER….WITH HER 39th KILL….HARMONY!!!”
You place your foot on the back of your vanquished foe’s crushed
head and raise your arms in victory salute.
THE END
YOU
WON!!! DO YOU WANT TO FIND ANOTHER WAY
TO WIN….OR LOSE?
You take a couple steps forward then swing your right foot
up into Beth’s crotch, doggy style.
SPLUD!!!
She lets out a gurgling shriek as her pelvis is tossed up
into the air. As soon as her belly flops
back into the canvas she pukes.
You walk over to your quivering, bleeding, moaning foe, position
a foot on either side of her pelvis, and plop down crotch to crotch. You both grunt in pain upon impact.
“UNGH”
And then you punch her in the face.
THUD!!!
Her body jerks with the blow, and you wind up with your
left.
THUD!!!
More blood spray the air as you smash the left side of her
face in. She throws a weak punch up into
your gut.
THUD!
It only serves to anger you and you begin to pound away at
Beth’s face with both fists rapidly.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
The crowd has begun chanting your name!
“HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY!”
You take few minutes to catch your breath and bask in the
excitement of your impending victory. You
sit with your crotch firmly pinning your foe’s crotch. She is out cold, but occasionally her body
gives a little reflexive twitch which sends an electric spark of arousal
through you. You can’t wait to celebrate
your kill with Ishmael tonight.
Finally, you reach down for Beth’s ponytail. You pull her head off the canvas and cock your
fist. The crowd chants.
“KILL! KILL! KILL!”
SPLAT!!!
You feel her skull smash like a ripe cantaloupe with the
force of the final blow. Her body gives
one final jerk and the feeling of her mound briefly pressing against yours
almost makes you cum in your fighting panties.
She’s dead.
DING!
DING! DING!
“WE HAVE A WINNER WE HAVE A WINNER!” The Executioner is normally not this excited
when she makes an announcement, but it seems nobody really expected you to win
this fight.
“THE WINNER…..OF THIS FIGHT…..WITH HER 38th KILL…..HARMONY!!!”
You continue to straddle your dead adversary’s belly for
some time, basking in the chants of the crowd.
“HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY!”
You see Ishmael climbing through the ropes to kiss the
winner of the death match and you finally stand up over your prey, let one foot
fall heavily down on her belly, which to your delight elicits one last
reflexive twitch of the corpse, and you raise your fists in victory.
Beth’s panties will be added to your Trophy Wall tonight.
THE END
“OOOOhhhhhh…” Beth
lets out a long low moan as you grab her ankles and start to drag her back into
the middle of the ring. When you get there you let her feet drop.
PLUD!!!
As soon as her belly hits the canvas she starts to squirm
away.
You plop down onto Beth’s butt. She lets out a loud moan of pain possibly mixed with fear. You get a little jolt of pleasure rom the sound. You reach down and grab her ponytail, pull her head back, and slam her face into the canvas.
THUD!!!
Her body jerks and she goes limp. You’ve knocked her out! The crowd is chanting.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”
Your breasts rise and fall as you suck in deep gasps of
air. Your enemy is at your mercy.
SNAP HER
NECK
KEEP
SLAMMING HER FACE INTO THE CANVAS
STAND UP
AND STOMP HER
WAKE HER
UP
You struggle to your feet, groaning in pain from the
effort. You stand up a little too fast,
and nearly black out when you get all the way up, but you steady yourself and
shake it off. Beth is in the corner, rubbing her wounded crotch and moaning in pain.
WALK OVER AND GRAB HER BY THE PONYTAIL
BECKON HER TO GET UP AND FIGHT
You scoot forward, raise your foot, and plant your heel in
her unprotected crotch. Her body lurches
and fresh blood sprays from her mouth. She
rolls over onto her belly and starts squirming away, moaning loudly. She reaches for the bottom rope.
GIVE HER A DOGGY STYLE KICK TO THE CROTCH
You lean forward and give her a right jab in the face.
THUD!!! Her head is thrown back but then she comes back with
a left hook.
THRACK!!! The impact
STUNS you and you almost drop backwards, but suddenly Beth scoots forward,
grinding her crotch against your again.
You howl in agony.
“AAAAAAGGHhhhhh…”
She gives another pelvic thrust, bumping pussies with you again.
She grunts in pain but you screech in agony.
“AAAIAIIIIIEEEEE!!!”
Now you start to lose consciousness, but she hooks into your
panties with her fingers and pulls you on close to her. Your sweaty bodies press together and your
crotches flatten against each other again.
You moan. The pain is EXCRUCIATING. The she has her hands around your throat.
“GAK! GAK! GAK!”
You can’t get any air.
Beth is pressing forward into you.
You flop onto your back, Beth still smashed into your body. Her weight presses you down into the
canvas. You wrap your legs around her midsection
while trying to pry her fingers off your throat. It is no use.
You feel like it is all over for you.
Terror overtakes you.
Finally Beth releases your throat and you flop onto your
back.. Beth quickly maneuvers into a crotch straddle and punches you in the
face.
THUD!!! You see tiny
stars exploding in front of your face.
Pain. Numbness. Fear. She has
you!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
She punches you countless times, and you can tell with
horror she is toying with you. She is
hitting you just hard enough to cause pain but not enough to knock you
out. Then suddenly she slides over your
breasts and her crotch is in your face.
Your legs kick and writhe uselessly. She has you!
You piss your panties in terror though you are barely aware
of it. The sickly-sweet smell of Beth’s
womanhood is the only thing you are aware of now. The thought occurs to you that Ishmael will
be celebrating your demise with her tonight, and that is when your body lurches
one last time in a final death rattle.
DING!
DING! DING!
“WE HAVE A WINNER!!! WITH HER 100th
KILL…..BETH!!!”
THE END
You buck your pelvis forward again and both of you grunt in
agony as your pussies slap together.
“UNGH!!!” You then
both drop onto your butts, still clinging to each other desperately.
The Beth bucks her pelvis and your pussies slap together
again.
THAP!!!
The pain is EXTRAORDINARY!
You let out a sigh and start to tumble backward. You are blacking out from the pain. Beth
quickly seizes the advantage and begins to mount you.
“I HAVE YOU! I HAVE
YOU!!!” She exclaims as she settles down
onto you, belly to belly. You squirm and
writhe in desperation, but your body is racked with pain and numbness. There is nothing you can do. You are in trouble!
THUD!!!
She lurches forward, burying her knee into your already mangled
vagina. You scream.
“AAAAAIIEEEEEE!!!”
And then she scrambles up further, straddling you across the
stomach. She punches you in the face.
THUD!!!
You are plunged into darkness.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Finally, Beth grows tired of pounding what’s left of Harmony’s
face and stands up to strike her victory pose.
The fight is over.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER
OF THIS FIGHT….WITH HER 100th KILL….BETH!!!”
THE END
PLAY
AGAIN!!! (YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!)
You struggle to your feet with a long low groan of pain and
determination. You have this bitch on
the ropes. You just have to be
cautious. You slowly walk towards
her. She sees you coming and slowly
starts to walk towards you. The crowd is
chanting rhythmically.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
You both reach the center of the ring and press your bodies
together, daring each other to make a move.
This fight is going to be over soon.
You struggle to your feet while Beth staggers back into the ropes, still moaning and doubled over in pain from the nasty crotch punch you gave her. She is in trouble but you are almost out of steam yourself. If you want to end this you need to do it soon. Beth sees you standing up and shakes off her pain, raising her fists. This is it. This fight is going to end soon one way or another. You charge towards her with your fists ready. She charges towards you. The crowd chants as the two of your quickly approach each other.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
THUD!!!
Beth nails you right in the nose with a NASTY jab and you
are sent staggering back a couple steps, but you lean right back in and slam a
punch straight into her belly, doubling her over. She comes up quick before you
can press the attack and the two of you engage in another quick exchange of
punches.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD!
You are getting worn out but it looks like Beth is too!
Keeping your fingers locked firmly around your enemy’s
throat, you begin to stand up, hauling her up to her feet while continuing to
strangle her. She jerks and twitches but
she is weak. Your loins are electric
with excitement as you prepare to finish off your long time enemy.
“READY TO DIE SLUT?!?”
You hiss. Beth’s only response is to gurgle up more blood. Your adrenaline is racing. With seemingly no effort you hoist Beth’s
full weight up into the air, holding her by the neck with both hands. She weakly
wraps her legs around your midsection.
You press your crotch forward into her.
She moans in agony and her arms flop over your shoulders limply. She is almost finished. You walk across the
ring with her flopping her into the turnbuckle, where she hangs like wet
laundry. You secure her arms and legs,
and mount her.
THUD!!!
Her whole body lurches with the first blow. The crowd is cheering for you.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”
You hit her again. It’s
like sinking your fist into a warm ripe melon.
Blood splatters and her limp body gives another lurch under you.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Finally you get tired of beating the dead blonde’s face into
pulp and dismount your kill You have won the fight!
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER
OF THIS FIGHT…WITH HER 39th KILL….HARMONY!!!”
YOU
WON!!! CONGRATULATIONS! NOW SEE IF YOU CAN DO IT A DIFFERENT
WAY!
Beth is spouting blood, spread eagled on her back. She is twitching and gurgling, barely
conscious. You are reveling in this
moment. You circle her slowly, making
several rotations while the crowd continues to chant.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!” You scan the darkness surrounding the
brightly lit fighting area. Nothing but
shadows and blurred movement in the dark can be seen by you. You are not sure what side of the ring
Ishmael is watching from but you hope he has a good view as you finish this bitch
for good. You stroll around the
perimeter of the ring, staring out at the invisible spectators who continue to
chant.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”
“ARE YOU READY FOR ME TO DO HER!?!” You yell out into the darkness, hoping
Ishmael will answer you. He always
pretends to be impartial but you are certain he was rooting for you to
win.
“HOW DO YOU WANT ME T- GLURK!!!” Excruciating pain rockets up through your
crotch. You’ve taken a kick from behind.
“OOOOohhhhh” You moan
as you start to fall into the ropes, but you feel your ponytail being yanked
back and up. Beth has you! You start to piss yourself immediately in
terror, and then she smashes you in the face.
THUD!!!
You plummet backward into darkness.
CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK!
Finally you regain consciousness from the light face slaps
your attacker has been administering. She
has you hung up in the corner and is mounted on the ropes over you, keeping
your crotch pinned back into the turnbuckle with her own crotch.
“READY TO DIE WHORE?”
She sneers and you piss your panties again as she rears up over
you. She wastes no time.
THUD!!!
Your nose explodes blood everywhere as it is shattered by
the nasty downward punch. Beth cocks her
fist again. The crowd is chanting again.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”
Only this time it is not you they are rooting for.
THUD!!!
You are somewhat aware of your body twitching and Beth’s
weight pressed against you, keeping you pinned into the turnbuckles. You don’t really feel any more pain, just a
numbing terror knowing you are about to die.
Through a red sheet of blood, you look up and see Beth’s fist cocked yet
again. It is the last thing you will
ever see.
DING!
DING! DING!
“HERE IS
YOUR WINNER…WITH HER 100th KILL…BETH!!!”
THE END
OHHHHHH
SO CLOSE THAT TIME! CARE TO GIVE THE
WHEEL ANOTHER SPIN?
