10-10-2473 Geri vs. Portia

 

Geri vs.  Portia

(The Bloody Mattress)

Geri calls out Portia, wanting revenge for the nasty bedroom beating she got from her some time ago.  Portia is more than happy to accept and the two girls stand glaring at each other from opposite sides of a small light blue mattress.  It is the first fight of the day.  The High Noon Grudge Match, though not an agreed upon death match.  Both girls look confident, fresh and I can tell by their hardened nipples and pronounced mounds they are both horny for a fight.  However I doubt Geri has much of a chance in this match up. 

 

There’s still a few minutes before the bell, which will not be rung until precisely noon, so the girls have plenty of time to stare each other down as the announcements are made.

 

“LADIES AND ISHMAEL, WELCOME TO THE BLOODY MATTRESS!  OUR FIRST BOUT OF THE DAY IS A HIGH NOON GRUDGE FIGHT!”  The small crowd of about 200 women cheers.

 

“ON THIS side of the mattress, in the light purple panties…GERI! “  Some boos and hisses are mingled with a weak smattering of applause.  She has a few fans but most of the spectators fully expect to see Geri dragged from the cage by the mat girls at the end of this fight.

 

“Geri is 18 years old!  Her record stands at 5 wins, 7 losses and 1 kill.”

 

“AND ON THIS side of the fighting mattress…her opponent…in the light green and purple fuzzy panties and socks…PORTIA!”

 

A loud cheer goes up from the small crowd of bloodthirsty women. 

 

“PORTIA! PORTIA! PORTIA! PORTIA!”

 

“Portia is 18 years old!  Her record stands at 12 wins, ZERO losses and 3 kills!” 

 

An impressive record for a new fighter, the crowd’s chant grows louder.

 

“PORTIA! PORTIA! PORTIA! PORTIA!”

 

“They’re going to be cheering my name when you’re lying tits up on the mattress in about five minutes slut!”  Geri shouts over the chanting voices. 

 

“HMPH!”  Portia responds.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

The two girls quickly move towards each other.  Geri throws a wild punch over Portia’s head…

 

CLACK!!! And takes a jab in the throat.  Her eyes widen and she reaches for her throat as she stumbles back.  Portia reaches forward and grabs the front of her panties, pulling her forward into a knee to the crotch. 

 

“GWULK!!!”  Geri spits blood and drops to her knees.  Portia grabs her hair and turns her face up while she cocks her right fist.

 

THAP!  THAP! THAP!

 

Three punches right in the face.  Portia punches just hard enough to mutilate, not hard enough to render unconsciousness, which Geri is no doubt already craving.  This fight is over already, but Portia’s fun is just beginning.  She  lets the stun of her three quick face jabs sink in for a few seconds while the crowd continues to chant her name.

 

CRACK!  She slaps her in the face and releasers her hair at the same time, Geri flops face first to the mattress at Portia’s feet. 

 

“OOOOoohhhhh…” Geri lets out a low guttural moan.  She starts to slink off the side of the mattress and Portia just watches her, slowly taking step after step to follow her.  Geri gets to the cage and starts to pull herself up, but Portia steps forward and snatches her by the hair, then starts to walk her around the perimeter of the fighting cage, displaying her to the frenzied crowd.  The Tazer field does not activate, so it appears that off the mattress fighting will be allowed in today’s bouts.

 

“KILL HER!!!”  Someone shouts, but luckily for Geri this isn’t a death match.

 

“YOU GUYS SEE WHAT A LOSER LOOKS LIKE?”  Portia shouts out to the crowd, riling them up even more.

 

“FINISH HER!”  “FUCK THAT BITCH UP!”  “PUNCH HER IN THE FACE SOME MORE!”

 

Portia walks her prey slowly around the perimeter of the small cage twice.  Geri is sobbing loudly and when she is paraded by the side of the cage that I am sitting on the second time I see that she is whimpering and pissing herself. 

 

Portia finally stops when she gets to where she knows I am sitting cage side, and slowly starts pulling her prey, who is begging for mercy now, up to her feet.  As soon as she has her almost all the way up she reaches forward and administers a nasty crotch rake.

 

“GRULK!!!!”  Geri spits a fresh mist of blood spittle into the lights as her vagina is clawed.  She slumps forward and weakly tries to grasp her foe, trying desperately to lock her in a bear hug to avoid any more punishment, but suddenly.

 

“HRGH!!!”  With a small grunt of effort Portia flips her helpless opponent up and is momentarily holding her up in the air by the waist, head down, then she hops up in the air and pile drives the red head straight down into the middle of the mattress.  Geri’s legs stiffen in the air and she flops face down to the mattress with Portia resting comfortably on the back of her head.  Her cute round little ass lurches up into the air involuntarily a couple times, then she passes out and goes completely limp with a soft gurgle.

 

Portia rests there atop her defeated for a few minutes, getting sensuous pleasure from the feel of the back of her head under her crotch, then  finally she slides down and rolls her  opponent over, mounting her, crotch to crotch right on the center of the small light blue mattress, now covered in Geri’s blood.

 

She reaches down and grabs a handful of Geri’s small round left breast.  She squeezes, digging her claws into Geri’s pale white flesh.

 

“EEEEEEE!!!”  Geri finally wakes with a high pitched squeal.

 

CRACK!!!”  Portia slaps her hard she would probably tumble off the right side of the mattress if she wasn’t being straddled. 

 

CRACK! The backhand is even more viscous and knocks Geri out again.  Portia licks her lips.  Her nipples are poking out as her breasts chirp up and down.  She is intensely aroused at the pain she is inflicting on her opponent.  She looks up at me and licks her lips again seductively.  Suddenly she repositions her hips, sliding her crotch up and over Geri’s chest so she is mounting her right at the neck.  She reaches down and starts rapidly giving little face slaps, trying to rouse her enemy once again.  It takes almost a full minute before the red head starts to come to with an agonized groan.

 

PLAP!  The first jab to the face is swift, sudden, and without a whole lot of force. 

PLAP!  The second comes quickly behind it.

PLAP!  And the third…

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

 

Geri’s legs and arms twitch weakly with each light blow to the face.  Portia is really pouring it on.  Punching her just hard enough to sting, draw more blood, and fuck up her face a little more.  She will need extensive plastic surgery to come back from this nasty pummeling.  Blood is splattering all over the mattress left and right.  I see a tooth appear momentarily in a beam of light as it arcs away from the mattress and disappears through a link in the cage and out into the crowd.  I see a few of the female spectators rustling around to find it.  A dislodged tooth is a great memento to take home from a fight, as I imagine a ball from a professional baseball game must have been back in the days of yore.

 

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! 

 

The beating goes on for what seems like ten minutes, but is probably less than one or two.  Portia keeps pounding in a relentless rhythmic manner.   She punches, cocks her fist, waits two beats, punches again.  Like a machine stamping caps onto soda bottles.  Not very hard, but repeatedly.

 

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

 

Geri’s twitching is growing weaker and weaker.  She is nearing death. 

 

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

 

From where I’m sitting I have a nice view of Geri’s ass and it looks like the ass of her panties is darkening.  She’s shit herself!  It’s a double humiliation!  This is the most sought after goal other than a clean kill in a non-death match. Portia cocks her fist again…

 

DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!

 

The warning bell is rung frantically.  Portia swiftly stands over her prey, lifts her foot up high…Is she going to go for the dirty kill? Don’t do it Portia!  You’ll go to prison!

 

SPLAT!!!  She buries her foot in Geri’s already worked over vagina.  Her body lurches one more time and falls limp.  A nasty destructive blow, but not a fatal one.  She places her foot on Geri’s stomach and raises her fists.

 

DING!  DING!  DING!

 

“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT…WITH A KNOCK OUT AND A DOUBLE HUMILATION……PORTIA!!!” 

 

The victorious curly haired blonde lifts her foot off her prey and steps off the mattress, walking over to the door of the cage.  Quickly the resident medic rushes into the cage and begins examining Geri with a small scanning device.  She will not be allowed to die but other than that nothing will be done for her and she will have to seek out medical attention on her own when she regains consciousness.  I watch the examination taking place as Portia sidles out of the cage and strolls over to me, lifts a leg and mounts me, kissing me passionately. 

 

“Did you like what I did to that bitch?”  She coos into my ear as my member hardens even more somehow.  I see the medic give a thumbs up to the mat girls waiting at the side of the cage, and as she exits the cage they run in, grab Geri by the hands and feet and swiftly carry her out to the alley where she will be dumped unceremoniously on the ground.  Luckily for her she has insurance and hospital runners will soon haul her off to the hospital, where profit is always a virtue to be sought.  Otherwise she would be easy prey for the ragamuffins and street urchins who dwell behind the alley, looking for KO’d fighters to rape and rid of their fighting panties.  (Which always get a good price on the black market) 

 

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8-17-2473 Geraldine vs. Katy

 

Geraldine vs. Katy

(Catfight Cavern)

I arrive at Catfight Cavern just as they are getting ready to begin the first bout of the day.  It is an exciting match up between two young women who have recently turned 18 and fought their way through The Wall.  In fact this is the first pro fight for each of them, and management is more than happy to have me here to witness it and reward the winner.

 

Not long after I have my first cocktail, the loudspeaker crackles into life and the buzzing of the excited crowd dies down just a little bit.

 

“LADIES ANDISHMAEL!  WELCOME TO CATFIGHT CAVERN!”

 

A roar of approval explodes from the bloodthirsty women who have packed into the stands.  I of course have my own separate seat right next to the big blue fighting mat.

 

“NOW APROACHING THE MAT FROM THE EAST SIDE OF THE ARENA….IN THE FLORAL PRINT PANTIES AND WHITE CALF SOCKS…..GERALDINE!!!”

 

A low murmur goes up as the young girl strolls quickly down the lit up aisle.  She sees me sitting in my chair by the mat and rushes over.

 

“OH BABY!  YOU CAME TO WATCH MY FIRST FIGHT!”  She squeals with delight and straddles my lap, kissing me passionately as she grinds her crotch against mine.  I rub my hand over the soft cotton of her floral print fighting panties, stretched tightly over her firm round buttocks.  I am almost ready to cum in my pants when she finally dismounts me and with a wink, she turns and steps up onto the mat, going to her corner.

 

“GERALDINE IS 18 YEARS OLD AND THIS IS HER FIRST FIGHT!”

 

Scattered cheers, applause, boos and hisses ring out.  Nobody ever knows what to make of a new fighter. 

 

“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE MAT FROM THE WEST SIDE OF THE ARENA…IN THE MAGENTA PANTIES…..KATY!!!”

 

Another low murmur goes up from the crowd.  Another unknown.  I hear some whispering and someone saying “Who?”  Meanwhile the curly haired blonde has spotted me and runs over to climb into my lap, just like Geraldine did!

 

“You came to see my first fight!”  She says happily right before locking lips with me.  She wraps her legs around me and rubs ger crotch against me and once again I nearly lose it into my pants. 

 

“HE CAME TO WATCH ME KICK YOUR ASS YOU PATHETIC SLUT!”  Geraldine suddenly screams.

 

“I’LL KILL YOU WHORE!”  Katy shrieks and jumps off me, running towards her opponent, who starts towards her.  With startling speed two city moderators appear out of the darkness and grab them both, dragging them towards their respective corners.  There will be time of unmitigated violence soon enough.  All the venues of Green Tower City, especially the ones in the illustrious Inner City, have their protocols and they are etched in stone.

 

Once the girls have calmed down and the clamor of the crowd has once again reached a dull roar, the announcement continues, as if never interrupted in the first place.

 

“KATY IS ALSO 18 YEARS OLD AND THIS IS HER FIRST PRO FIGHT AS WELL!”

 

A roar of approval goes up from the crowd.  This should be an interesting fight.

 

Geraldine and Katy look anxious to fight, but now the seconds stretch into minutes as the Cavern officials milk the tension in the room to its boiling point, then…finally….

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

And a split second later the girls meet in the center of the mat and begin throwing punches as the crowd goes wild.

 

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

 

 

“UNGH!!!”  They both suddenly let out a loud grunt as they grab each other by the pony tails.  Their bellies slap together as they lock up in a nasty hair pulling bearhug.  The flurry of punches has bloodied them both and they stagger around the mat, belly to belly, yanking on each other’s hair with all their might.

 

“OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!”  It is hard to tell who is hurting worse as their mutual grunts, moans and cries of pain and desperation echo out over the cheers and encouragement of the spectators.  

 

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

 

Katy reaches forward and delivers a nasty crotch rake.

 

“AAAIIIEEEEE!:  Geraldine shrieks.  Her anguished expression says she has never before felt such pain.  She drops to her ass with a loud thud, rubbing her mangled womanhood.  Katy takes a couple drunken steps backward, looking close to collapse herself.   Geraldine starts to scoot away from her on her butt.

 

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!”  She hisses up at Katy, her face red with pain.  Katy licks her lips, takes a hesitant step forward, pauses, then rushes forward, grabbing Geraldine by the ponytail.  She starts to pull her up.

 

THUD!!!

 

Geraldine NAILS her with a punch to the crotch.  Katy immediately loses her grip on the brunette’s hair and starts to stagger back but Geraldine lunges forward and wraps her arms around her, keeping her from dropping.

 

“UNGH!”  They both let out a loud grunt of pain as their bellies and crotches slap together again.  Katy grabs Geraldine’s panties and tugs them.

 

“OOOhhhhh!”  Geraldine moans and snatches the waistband of Katy’s panties and gives them a yank.

 

“URK!!!”   Katy’s eyes widen in surprise and pain. She presses her body into her attacker and Geraldine does the same.  They let out a long intermingled moan of agony.

 

“OOOOHhhhhOOohhhhh…” And then they drop to their knees.

 

PLUD!!!

 

Geraldine slaps Katy in the face.

 

CRACK!!!

 

Katy slaps Geraldine in the face.

 

CRACK!!!

 

And they lock up in another hug, letting out another intermingled moan of pain and desperation.

 

“OOOOOhhhhhOoOhhhoOHhohhhhh….”

 

And they grab each other’s waistbands and give each other another panty tug.

 

“UNGH!”  They grunt at the same time.  Then they slam their chests forward, trying to drive one another down to the mat. 

 

“OH!  UNGH!  UNGH!  AHH!!!  OH! OH! OH!”

 

The crowd goes wild as the two young girl struggle frantically in the center of the large blue fighting mat.  They are off their knees, almost to their feet, then they drop to their knees again.

 

THUD!!!

 

They wrap their arms around each other tightly.  They hook their fingers into each other’s panties again.  They groan  They moan. They grunt.  They start to stand each other up again. 

 

THUD!!! They drop to their butts.  This time they wrap their legs around each other and topple over to the side. 

 

“UNGH!!!! OHHH!!! UNGH!!! AHHH!!!”  They struggle desperately, trying to climb each other to gain a mounting position, but instead they slide across the mat together.  The excitement of the crowd increases.

 

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

 

Katy scores a punch to the side of Geraldine’s head.  The brunette is stunned. Her legs quiver and twitch.  Katy starts to gain the mount, pushing her opponent’s shoulders down as she lifts a leg to straddle her crotch.  The crowd suddenly sways clearly to her favor.

 

“YEAH!”

 

“YOU GOT HER!”

 

“FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”

 

But then Geraldine punches Katy in the face, catching her straight in the side of the nose.

 

CRUNCH!!!

 

Katy lets out a blood curdling squeal as she flops to her belly on the mat and reaches up to cover her face, which is spurting blood like a garden hose.  She starts to squirm away.

 

Geraldine scoots back a couple feet, seemingly unaware that the tide has turned in her favor.  She sucks in a couple deep breaths, then focuses on her foe, who is screeching in agony and face down a few feet away.  Geraldine crawls toward her quickly, then pounces onto her back.

 

THUD!!!

 

Katy flops around wildly, but Geraldine has her!  She gets her arms around the blonde’s neck and constricts them inward, cutting off all her air.  Katy kicks and writhes then starts to go limp, giving just a little twitch every couple seconds.  Then she goes limp one last time and her arms and legs spread out lifelessly. The fight is over.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….GERALDINE!”

 

Geraldine has quickly regained her composure.  She places one foot firmly on her vanquished foe’s back and raises her fists in the air.

 

“I WON THE FIGHT! I WON THE FIGHT!”

 

She has indeed..  I take her hand and lead her back to the Trophy Room, where I will satisfy her.

 

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Katy

 

Katy grew up in Suburbia.  Although she did win a handful of scraps during her childhood, she did not attend Junior Academy and did not have much interest in fighting until she witnessed a house party fight where Ishmael was in attendance.  After that she spent a few months working out and getting into as many fights as she could, and on her 18^th birthday she won her Initiation fight at The Wall and is surprised to find Ishmael waiting on the other side too reward her for her victory.  She has begun to build herself a decent reputation, though she has taken many nasty beatings from veteran fighters.  

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Geraldine

 

Geraldine grew up in Suburbia, and occasionally fought in some back yard brawls and slumber part fights, but did not go to Junior Academy.  She moved into the outer slums and joined the Flower Girl Gang, where she began to hone her skills, mostly fighting other Flower Girls.  Eventually she made her way into the Outer City shortly before turning 18 and began fighting in the venues there, mostly The Bloody Mattress. 

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6-14-2473 Alyssa vs. Geraldine

6-14-2473 Alyssa vs. Geraldine

 

Alyssa vs. Geraldine

(Daisy Duke Bedroom)

Geraldine is crouching over me, still in her fighting panties and socks, kissing me when Alyssa storms into the room and grabs her by the ponytail before she has time to react.  She yanks Geraldine off the bed and has her in a sleeper that I think she is going to put her down with, but suddenly Geraldine spikes the blonde attacker with an elbow that sends her staggering back into the wall.

 

“YOU PICKED A FIGHT WITH THE WRONG GIRL TONIGHT BITCH!”  Geraldine howls and raises her fists, challenging Alyssa to a fist fight.

“THAT’S MY MAN YOU SLUT!”  Alyssa shrieks and raises her fists.  The two young girls begin to circle each other in the wide open space at the foot of the bed.   They both look a little scared as they get ready to fight, their perfect round breasts rising and falling as they suck in nervous ragged breaths.  They circle once.  Twice…then suddenly they both step into each other.

 

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

 

A savage flurry of punches ensues, and within seconds Alyssa drops to her butt with a loud thud.

 

“UNGH!”  She grunts as her weight drops onto the hard wood floor of the small apartment.  Geraldine raises a foot to stomp her but the blonde scoots back toward the wall and Geraldine’s foot lands on the floor, just missing her target.

 

THUD!

 

“OOF!  Get back here and fight you little skank!”  Geraldine hisses and follows Alyssa across the room.  Alyssa is terrified and tears are streaming down her face.  This girl is clearly no easy win like Jeannie was earlier at The Bloody Mattress. 

 

“OOOHhhhh…”  Alyssa lets out a little squeak of fear as her back hits the wall of the apartment.  Geraldine moves in quickly, grabbing her by a handful of her short blonde hair.

 

THAP!!! Alyssa lunges forward and their bellies slap together.  She wraps her arms around her attacker and squeezes her tightly, hoping to avoid any more blows.  Geraldine brings a knee up into her crotch.

 

PLUD!!!

 

“UNGH!”  Alyssa grunts in agony. Geraldine knees her again, lifting her a foot off the floor.

 

PLUD!!!

 

“OH GOD! OH GOD OH GOD!”  Alyssa howls in agony and terror.  She tugs at Geraldine’s long brown ponytail in desperation, but it just makes the brunette brawler angrier.

 

“FUCKING WHORE!!!”  She screams and gives Alyssa another BRUTAL knee to the crotch.

 

PLUD!!!  Alyssa drops onto her ass again, HARD. 

 

THUD!!!

 

“OH GOD! I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE!”  She whimpers as she again tries to scoot way, pissing her panties in fear as she futilely tries to escape.  Geraldine quickly pounces on her, straddling her across the belly.

 

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

 

Blood sprinkles the floor as Geraldine pounds away at the young blonde jobber’s face mercilessly with both fists. I finally feel like I have to put a stop to the beating.

 

‘Come on Geraldine, you got her.  You got her!” 

 

The victorious brunette peels Alyssa’s head off the floor by her hair and cocks her right fist for one last finishing touch.

 

PLAP!!!  Alyssa’s legs give one more quick jerk before she spreads out, completely unconscious and limp on the hard wood floor.   Geraldine continues straddling her vanquished foe for a few more seconds before standing up and giving me a victory pose.

 

“All right, where were we…” She purrs as she finally steps off her bloodied enemy and rejoins me on the bed. 

 

Alyssa is off to the hospital, and I spend the rest of the night rewarding the young fighter for her victory.

 

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7-26-2473 Harmony vs. Kristina

                                                   Harmony vs. Kristina

(Kristina’s Bedroom)

Harmony looks apprehensive as she walks into Kristina’s bedroom.  Her breasts heave up and down as she sucks in deep sharp gulps of air.  She looks a little scared, but her nipples are hard.  She wants to fight. 

 

Kristina smacks her lips as she slowly dismounts me.  As she steps off the bed she doesn’t take her eyes off her dark haired challenger as she slightly adjusts the waistband of her fighting panties.  Harmony raises her fists and Kristina does the same.   They both slowly begin to side step, circling each other in the large space between the edge of the bed and the door.

 

They step forward.

 

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

The first barrage of punches is hard hitting and fast.  Both girls get bloodied.  After about a dozen punches each they stumble a couple steps back and raise their fists again.  They start to circle.  Both fighters are breathing heavy and already sweating, probably as much from fear as exertion.  They each know this is not going to be an easy win.

 

They make three full passes and step in again.

 

THUD! THUD!

 

THUD! THUD! THUD!

THUD!

 

THUD!

 

It’s a hell of a fist fight.  They’re just taking blows and giving them back, all the time continuing to circle the room.  Suddenly Harmony drops her fists and steps in for a body hug.  Kristina falls forward and they clasp at each other weakly, their crotches slap together as their bodies fall into each other and they stumble about the room for a second. 

CRACK! 

CRACK!

 

Harmony slaps Kristina in the face and the red head responds instantly with a face slap of her own. They then begin to writhe their bodies together frantically, trying to get the upper hand. 

 

“OHhhhhhhhhhh….” They moan in desperation, and it sounds almost like sexual pleasure  but there is a hint of agony in the moan too as the girls are both bloodied and bruised just minutes into this wild fist fight.  Suddenly they grab each other’s hair and waistbands.  They lightly slap their bellies together as they struggle to force each other down.

 

“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!”  Kristina’s knees start to buckle.  She’s going down!

 

PLUD!!!  Just as it looked like she was going to drop the ginger haired brawler steps forward and brings a knee up into Harmony’ unsuspecting crotch HARD.

 

“BLARKKK!”  Harmony’s spits out a glob of blood and staggers backward, reaching up into the bridge of her crotch with both her hands.  Kristina steps forward and smashes her fist right across the bridge of Harmony’s nose. 

 

CRUNCH!!!

 

Harmony flops onto her back, blood spraying the air from her nose as she falls.  She hits the hard wood floor with a loud thud.   Her arms and legs spread out limply.  Her torso lurches once and she goes limp.  She’s out cold!  Kristina quickly drops down, straddling her crotch to crotch.  She grabs Harmony’s left breast, squeezes, and pulls her forward into a punch that catches her square in the jaw. 

 

THUD! 

 

Harmony flops to her back again.  Her pelvis lurches slightly a couple times.  The nasty face punch has brought her partially back to.  She is HURTING.  Kristina drops to her hands and knees over her prey, and prepares to crawl forward, either to position herself for a finishing  blow or maybe to face sit her enemy out.   Kristina has been to employ a wide variety of methods of finishing her opponents off.

 

PLUD!!

 Harmony’s knee suddenly jerks up and catches Kristina right square in the middle of her crotch.

 

“EEK!”  Kristina screeches and she belly flops onto Harmony who instantly snaps her arms and legs around her foe, holding her as tight as she can.  Kristina does the same and they begin to rock back and forth as Kristina struggles to stay on top and Harmony struggles to flip them over.  Harmony manages to get them on their side and then they quickly grab each other’s hair and panties again.  Harmony is getting her left leg up in the air.  She’s going to get the mount. Suddenly Kristina lets go of her grip on Harmony’s panties and gives her a sharp right jab in the mound. Harmony squawks in pain and flops back onto her back.  Kristina begins to mount her, but suddenly screams in agony.

 

“AAAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!”

  

Harmony has her claws sunk deep into the pale white flesh of Kristina’s right breast.  And she is twisting her wrist.

 

THUD!!! 

 

From somewhere Kristina finds the strength to punch Harmony in the face.  The raven haired fighter immediately lets go of her boob grip as her arms and legs flop lifelessly to the floor once again.  Kristina drops to her butt and quickly scurries backward away from the prone girl until her back comes to the opposite bedroom wall.  She looks hurt and terrified.  She doesn’t realize Harmony is out. 

 

“GASP! GASP! GASP!”  Kristina stares wide eyed at her adversary as she gulps in huge gasps of air.  Her breasts heave up and down.  Finally her breathing starts to slow down.  She begins to crawl slowly, tentatively, towards her enemy, lying flat on her back. She crawls forward a couple steps slowly, then suddenly scampers quickly the rest of the way to the body of her foe and mounts her crotch to crotch.  Harmony’s only response is a slight body twitch as Kristina slides up over her mound with her own and arches her back, balling her fist. 

 

THRACK!!! 

 

The first punch sends Harmony’s face into the floor spraying blood and it looks like a tooth or two.  Her body jerks and goes limp.  Kristina raises her left fist.

 

THRACK!!! 

 

Harmony’s face flops the other way, spraying that side of the floor with blood. Kristina speeds up the assault.

 

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

 

Right Left Right Left Right Left.

 

Kristina continues the beating for a couple long moments that seem like eternity.  I can tell she is pulling her punches just enough to keep from rendering an illegal kill.

 

THUD!!!!! 

 

The last right hook seems to nearly detach Harmony’s head from her shoulders and she makes a curious rattling sound as she lurches and goes limp for the fiftieth time.  Kristina sits on her mount now, raising her shoulders up.  Her breasts heave up and down, now from sheer adrenaline, all traces of fear gone.  She has won this fight.  She catches her breath for a few moments then slowly stands over her prey, raises her foot and…

 

THRACK!!! 

 

She gives Harmony one last stomp to the bridge of her nose.  Fresh blood splatters.  Harmony’s body lurches violent and her arms and legs spread out to their maximum ability.  She is completely destroyed.  Kristina slowly sinks to the floor, dropping to her butt against the opposite wall, exhausted and hurt badly.  I go  to help her get to her feet.  She wraps her arms around me and kisses me while I help her back to the bed. 

 

After we have fucked savagely for 20 minutes, Kristina falls into a deep sleep.  I carry Harmony down to the curb and place her gently by the curb to make sure she gets to the hospital.  She fought her heart out and I know I haven’t seen the last of her.

In the morning I let the exhausted Kristina sleep while I head out into the Outer City, where I first grab a bite to eat before making my way to The Bloody Mattress for a death match.

 

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7-25-2473 Kristina vs. Rita

 

Kristina vs. Rita

(Catfight Cavern)

As it is clear Ewyn is too worn out to go home with after her epic fight to the death with Katrine, I head over to Catfight Cavern, just in time for the final bout of the evening.   As usual I announce my intentions to go home with the winner of the match, and take my mat side seat.  The crowd is buzzing with excitement as we all wait to see who the final two combatants of the day will be. 

 

As usual, we don’t have long to wait.

 

“LADIES AND ISHMAEL!  THE TIME HAS COME FOR THE FINAL FIGHT OF THE DAY!!!”

 

Uproarious applause and cheers explode through the cavernous fighting arena.

 

“NOW APPROACHING THE MAT FROM THE EAST SIDE OF THE ARENA…IN THE LAVENDAR PANTIES…KRISTINA!!!”

 

The red haired fighter strolls quickly down the aisle, getting a loud round of cheers as she makes her ay towards the mat.  She stops for a quick make out session with me before stepping up onto her corner. 

 

“KRISTINA IS 27 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 158 WINS…52 LOSSES…AND 18 KILLS!!!”

 

Kristina keeps her usual emotionless expression through her announcement.  There aren’t too many girls in the city who can beat Kristina, and I will have no complaints about going back to her place for the evening.

 

“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE MAT FROM THE WEAT SIDE OF THE ARENA….IN THE BROWN PANTIES….RITA!!!”

 

The curly haired brunette walks slowly but confidently down the aisle, pandering to the crowd as she approaches the fighting mat.  She gets a lukewarm response from the crowd.  Rita is just barely above Jobber status. In the couple months I have spent in the city, I’ve seen her win just barely half her fights.

 

She is excited to see me and straddles my lap for a passionate making out session to the delight of the crowd.  The stoic ginger haired Kristina just glares at us icily from her corner of the big blue mat.   Rita licks her lips as she slowly dismounts me, return the nasty stare Kristina is shooting at her.

 

“I’ll fuck this bitch UP!” She assures me as she climbs off my lap and steps up onto the mat.

 

“RITA IS 20 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 16 WINS…23 LOSSES…AND 2 KILLS!”

 

Some boos and hisses are audible over the general din of noise, but for the most part the crowd quietly waits for the bell to ring.

 

“LADIES THIS IS A FIGHT TO THE FINISH!  LAST GIRL STANDING WILL HAVE THE HONOR OF TAKING ISHMAEL HOME WITH HER FOR THE NIGHT!”

 

A small cheer goes up from the crowd.  Whenever I am available to be taken home as a trophy, the fights tend to get even nastier than usual.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

Kristina and Rita walk straight towards the center of the mat, raising their fists as they walk.  When they get a few feet away from each other they begin to circle, fists up and at the ready.   Slowly they rotate around each other, making one full pass then another.  Suddenly Rita lunges forward and throws a punch that Kristina ducks under, then gives the brunette a jab right in her exposed ribcage.

 

THUD!!!

 

Rita winces in pain and staggers back a couple steps. 

 

“Come on!  Let’s fight!”  Kristina taunts, still holding her fists up.  Rita shakes off the blow and raises her fists.  They begin to circle again.

 

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!  After a flurry of punches, Rita drops to her butt.   She tries to scoot backward but Kristina lunges forward and grabs her by her thick curly brown hair.

 

“GET UP AND FIGHT!”  She screams and starts dragging the whimpering Rita up to her feet.  Rita leans forward quickly and wraps her arms around her attacker holding her in close to avoid any more punches.  Kristina responds by lifting her knee up into her crotch.

 

PLUD!!!

 

“OOOOHhhhh…”  Rita lets out a tortured moan and would surely drop back onto her ass, but Kristina wraps her own arms around her and keeps her from dropping.  She gives her another knee to the crotch.

 

PLUD!!!

 

And another.

 

PLUD!!!

 

And another.

 

PLUD!!!

 

The crowd is going wild.

 

“YEAH!!! FUCK HER UP KRISTINA!!!”

 

Rita is moaning and sobbing loudly.  Kristina holds her close, sucks in a few deep breaths, then finally gives her foe another nasty knee to the crotch.

 

SPLUD!!!

 

With this blow Kristina releases her victim and lets her flop onto her back with a loud thud. 

 

“UNGH!!!”  Rita grunts in pain and curls up into a fetal position.  Kristina slowly circles her prey, gazing down at her without emotion. The crowd begins to chant.

 

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

 

Kristina takes  a moment to wipe a small trickle of blood off her lips.  It looks like Rita got a hit or two in during their initial fisticuffs.  Rita simply moans in agony and curls up into as tight a ball as she can.  Finally Kristina reaches down for another handful of curly brown hair.

 

“OOOohhhhhhh!”  Rita lets out a wail of terror and pain as Kristina pulls her hair, forcing her up into a crawling position.  She walks her around the perimeter of the mat on her hands and knees like a dog.  The crowd continues to chant.

 

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

 

“All right, whore.  It’s time to end this.”  Kristina announces once she has walked Rita all the way around the mat and back to the side I am sitting on.  She begins to haul the whimpering brunette up to her feet again.

 

CRACK!!! Nobody expects the face slap that Rita suddenly nails Kristina with.  She loses her grip on the brunette’s hair and staggers back a few steps.  Rita raises her fists, apparently ready to get back into the fight.

 

THAP!!!  But a high kick from Kristina catches Rita right under the chin and a split second later she is spread eagled on her back.  Kristina immediately plops drops down onto her opponent, straddling her belly.  She grabs Rita’s hair with one hand and cocks her fist.

 

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

 

Rita’s legs kick and writhe for a few seconds, then finally go limp.  Kristina holds her head off the mat by her hair, poises her fits one last time, then ends the fight with a SAVAGE punch that sprinkles the mat with even more of the young brunette fighter’s blood.

 

SPLAT!!!

 

Kristina immediately stands up over her vanquished opponent and shows her muscles off to the crowd.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….KRISTINA!!!”

 

The victorious red head calmly walks the perimeter of the mat, showing her muscles off to each side of spectators.  They go wild when I step up onto the mat to kiss the winner.  While Kristina presses into me, Two mat girls rush up onto the mat and drag the limp body of Rita off into the darkness.  She will be heading straight to the hospital. 

  

Kristina and I head to her place.  She makes it clear she is still horny for a fight and leaves the red light on and the door unlocked. We climb into bed and start making out on her bed.  Some time passes and it seems like no challenger is going to show up.  She begins to lift her leg to mount me, ready to fuck.  I am running my finger along the waistband of her cotton lavender panties, getting ready to slip them down, when the door opens and closes.  Harmony walks into the room.  

 

 

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