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.
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