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 You begin to stand up, dragging your hated foe up to her feet with you.

 

“AAAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEE!”  She shrieks in agony.   She doesn’t seem to have much strength left.  Your confidence brims.

 

“COME ON BITCH!  I’M ABOUT TO END YOU!!!”  You yell into the whimpering blonde’s face.  You give her a couple face slaps, actually wanting her to fight back a little before you finish her off for good.  You’ve been waiting for this moment way too long not to savor it as much as you can.

 

The feel of Beth’s boob being crushed in your hand fills you with excitement that tingles all the way down to your loins.  You can feel her agony emanating off her body and the excitement intensifies.  You are going to kill this bitch!  YOU ARE GOING TO WIN THIS FIGHT!  You squeeze harder, twisting the flesh savagely left and right. 

 

“AAAAAIIIIII!!!!!”  Beth shrieks.  You are so focused on the titty torture you don’t notice her hand reaching down over your belly, then suddenly she darts her hand quickly into the inside of your panties, curls her claws, and gives you a NASTY upwards crotch rake.

 

“EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”  You let out a high-pitched screech of agony as you are instantly relieved of most of your pubic hair.  You instantly let go of your opponent and reach down with both hands to protect your ravaged pussy, stumbling forward you almost pitch face first to the canvas, but manage to stagger into the ropes instead, which you relax into, letting them support your weight.  You are quivering with sheer intense stinging pain and shock.  Beth ripped you BADLY.   You suddenly remember you’re in a fight for your life and give a panicky glance up.  To your relief, your foe is on her knees, massaging her boob which is streaming blood.  This gives you a moment’s pleasure but then stinging pain racks your womanhood again and you wince and cringe, clinging to the top rope. 

 

Your legs go rubbery and you start to lower yourself to your knees, thinking you might now have a few moments to catch your breath.  Just before you reach the canvas you notice Beth is up!  She’s moving towards you!  She’s got you by the ponytail!  Your scalp roars with pain as you are brutally yanked to your feet by the hair.

 

“YOU’RE DEAD!”  Beth exclaims and RUNS you across the ring. 

 

You see the turnbuckle coming towards your face FAST.  You remember suddenly that they are filled with sand here, not padding.  You get a brief flash of all the times you’ve delighted in smashing an opponent’s face into one of them and then.

 

PLUD!

 

Surprisingly there’s not so much pain as a dull plodding numbness, actually drowning out the pain you were already feeling.  Time seems to stretch out.  You can hear the crowd chanting, almost in slow motion…

 

“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”

 

And then you see the turnbuckle coming again.  It’s covered in blood now.  Is that your blood?  You can’t figure it out.

 

PLUD!! 

 

Darkness.  Then you feel your hair being tugged again.  Air rushing past the back of your head, then into your face.  You manage to split your eyes open a sliver.  Enough to see the turnbuckle coming again.

 

PLUD!!!

 

Harmony flops onto her back with a heavy thud that gives the ring a little shake.  She lies completely spread eagled, her legs and arms occasionally giving a little reflexive jerk.  Beth circles her slowly and deliberately, regarding her with intense hatred.  Her boob is still pink and swollen, streaming blood, but she seems to have forgotten the pain. The arena is oddly silent in between one word, being boomed over and over by the women in the stands, in perfect unison like a steady drum beat.

 

“KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!”

 

The only reason they know Harmony isn’t dead already is the kill bell has not yet been rung.  Three loud clangs and then the Executioner will announce the winner.

 

Beth casually scoops up one of Harmony’s feet and drags her to the dead center of the ring.  She drops the foot.

 

THUD!  Harmony twitches a couple more times as Beth stoops over her.

 

CRACK!

 

CRACK!

 

IN addition to the darkness there is now a sharp stinging sensation in your face.

 

CRACK!  You become aware of your entire body again and the searing pain racking almost every part of it.

 

CRACK!!  You open your eyes. Beth is hovering over you with her open palm poised.

 

Your heart skips a beat as you realize in horror you are not yet dead.  That is still to come.  You piss yourself and whimper in terror.   Beth slaps you again. 

 

CRACK!

 

You are pulled up to a sitting position and your mind runs through all the possible ways she is going to finish you.  You open your mouth to beg for mercy, but immediately feel strong legs wrap around your neck.  You feel the butt of your panties grow warm as you shit yourself in fear. You can feel Beth’s ominous weight behind you back. A hand is on your chin, and you feel a tug on your ponytail, then one last sharp AGONIZING…

 

CRACK!!!

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

“WE HAVE A WINNER…WITH HER 100^TH KILL…..BETH!”

 

With that Beth releases Harmony’s ponytail and her body collapses to the canvas, completely limp and spread akimbo.  Beth raises a foot and drops it heavily on her belly, getting one last reflexive death twitch.  Harmony has not just pissed herself, she shit herself in death as well;  a VERY undignified ending.  Beth will hang the stained panties on the wall as they are.  Eventually the smell will disappear, but the trophy will remain as a testament of Beth’s superiority over Harmony for a long time to come.

 

THE END

 

WELL THAT WAS BRUTAL!  IS HARMONY BRAVE ENOUGH TO TRY AGAIN?