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Harmony vs. Inga

(The Mat Room)

It isn’t long after I have finished rewarding the exhausted Camille that the next fighter is introduced, and it’s someone I haven’t seen before.

 

“LADIES AND ISHMAEL!  TIME FOR THE NEXT FIGHT!”

 

A cheer goes up from the small crowd.

 

“NOW ENETRING THE FIGHTING ROOM….IN THE LIGHT GREEN TERRICLOTH PANTIES….HARMONY!!!”

 

The young girl with long black hair and light green terry cloth panties walks through the door and takes her place on one side of the small cinder block room.  She looks a little nervous and gazes around at the murmuring crowd with her wide blue eyes.  She is SEXY and I am looking forward to seeing if she can fight or not.  She is clearly a newcomer as she receives very little reaction from the spectators.

 

“HARMONY IS 18 YEARS OLD AND THIS IS HER FIRST FIGHT AT THE MAT ROOM!”

 

Still not much of a response. 

 

“AND NOW ENTERING THE FIGHTING ROOM…HER OPPONNENT...IN THE LEOPARD PRINT PANTIES.…INGA!”  

 

Now a thunderous roar of approval erupts from the crowd as the thick accented dark haired brawler sidles seductively into the room.  She glares at her young foe with icy malice.

 

“I WILL FUCK YOU UP BEETCH!”  She howl in a thick accent that I would describe as being Eastern European.  Harmony just sneers back at her.

 

“YOU LOOK LIKE A WASHED UP OLD HAG!”  Harmony responds and they both are visibly itching to get their hands on each other, though to do so before the ringing of the bell would get them both tazered unconscious, so they remain in their respective corners of the fighting chamber, their weight pressing into the thick pink mat.

 

“INGA IS 24 YEARS OLD!  HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 75 WINS…18 LOSSES…AND 9 KILLS!”

 

“INGA! INGA! INGA! INGA! INGA!”  The bloodthirsty female spectators chant in unison.  The crowd favorite has swiftly been revealed, and there isn’t much they love more than seeing a rookie torn apart by one of their favorite veterans.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

They don’t waste time at the Mat Room, and neither do the two black haired fighters, who immediately dart into the center of the mat and exchange a savage flurry of punches.

 

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

 

The crowd gets worked up right away.  Harmony is holding her own so far and this fight is already not the easy win for Inga that the spectators were expecting.

 

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

 

And suddenly with a loud slap their bodies slam together and they hug each other tightly, trying to get a rest from taking any more blows.  They moan loudly as they stagger around the mat, clutching each other’s waistbands and hair.

 

“OOOHhhhhhOOOHhhh!”  Inga moans.

 

“OOOhhhhh… OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!”  Harmony groans.  Their bellies and crotches grind together as they stagger around.  Both girls are bloodied, their faces are red, their expressions betray a mixture of fear, hatred and exhaustion only seconds into the brawl.

 

PLUD!

 

Harmony takes a knee to the crotch that lifts her off the mat.  Her arms drop limply to Inga’s sides and she starts to  slump down but Inga still has a hold of her waistband and hair and won’t let her drop.

 

PLUD!

 

She gives the young fighter another knee to the crotch, and in response Harmony wraps her arms and legs around her attacker.  She is moaning and sobbing in agony now.  Inga drops to the mat with her.  Their combined weight hits the mat with a loud…

 

THUD!!!

 

Inga tries to mount her, but Harmony fights back, wrapping her arms and legs around Inga and rolling them over so Harmony is now on top.

 

“UNGH! UNGH!  BITCH!”  Harmony grunts and moans with determination, but Inga swings her arm around and delivers a stinging face slap that drops Harmony off her and onto her butt.

 

THUD!!!

 

“UNGH!”  Harmony lets out a little grunt of pain as her butt connects with the ground and she quickly scoots back a few feet.  Inga drops onto her butt and does the same.  Once they are a safe distance from each other both fighters pause to suck in a few deep breaths.  The spectators quickly express their impatience.

 

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

 

After a few long moments of catching their breath, Inga and Harmony begin to circle on their hands and knees, slowly, steadily like two jungle cats about to fight over a scrap of meat.   They make several rotations while the crowd continues to chant, then finally they scamper towards each other.

 

CRACK! 

 

Harmony greets Inga with a SAVAGE slap to the face but the older brawler immediately slams her body into her and they both grab each other by the hair, trying to topple one another over to the mat.

 

“UNGH!  OH!  ACK!  AHHHH!!!”

Grunts, groans, screams and moans fill the air as the two nearly naked women yank and pull at each other’s black hair while the crowd cheers them on enthusiastically.    The young newcomer is really proving her mettle here today.  In my short time here, I have already seen Inga waste more than one unknown fighter in a fraction of this amount of time.

 

“OOOHHHH!!!”  Inga lets out a tortured scream as Harmony leans into her and hooks an  arm around her neck.  She is putting her in a headlock!  She almost has her tied up.  She has her!  She cocks her fist, ready to give Inga a shot to the face…

 

THUD!

 

Blood sprinkles the air as Harmony nails Inga in the face.  She keeps her tied up in the headlock and readies her fist for another blow.

 

“AAAIIEEEEEE!!!”  but then she suddenly lets out a piercing shriek of agony.  Inga has nailed her with a crotch rake.  She immediately loses her grip on the older woman and topples to the mat, reaching down to cover her mangled womanhood.  Inga immediately pounces on her.

 

“I WILL KILL YOU!!!”  Inga shouts as she forcibly mounts her quivering victim.  Harmony tries to get away but she is badly wounded and running out of steam. Within seconds Inga has her pinned and is straddling her crotch to crotch. She raises her fist.

 

“AAAAAHHH!”  Inga lets out a shrill cry of pain when Harmony reaches up and sinks her claws into the older woman’s right breast.  Blood is drawn.  The rookie brawler is still not down for the count!  But before Harmony can press her advantage, Inga slams her fist into the younger fighter’s face.

 

CRUNCH!!!

 

Blood sprays from Harmony’s face and her limbs flop lifelessly to the mat.  She is out cold.  Her legs spread out and give a couple little jerks.   Inga punches her again.

 

THUD!

 

And again.

 

THUD!

 

Harmony’s legs give a little twitch with each blow but otherwise she lays completely limp on the mat.  Inga has her.  She takes a break to suck in a few deep breaths, her large round breasts rise and fall as she continues to straddle her unconscious foe.  She licks her lips and gives me a little smile.  I know she is probably getting horny from this fight.

 

“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”

 

After several long moments Inga finally stands up over her vanquished adversary.  She looks up at me, raises her right foot, and buries it in Harmony’s face.

 

THAP!!!

 

Harmony’s body gives a violent reflexive jerk and she falls limp again.  She is close to death. Inga raises her foot again.

 

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

 

Inga ignores the Warning Bell and stomps Harmony’s face again.

 

PLAP!!!!

 

More blood splatters the mat.  Two City Moderators rush in and grab Inga’s arms, pulling her away from her victim.  Harmony’s body jerks, then twitches a couple times, then she goes limp again.   She is in serious trouble.  The CMs are giving Inga some quiet but stern instructions and then they disappear.  Inga strolls leisurely over to her laid out opponent.

 

“INGA! INGA! INGA! INGA! INGA!” The crow chants lustily.  I know they are hoping to see an illegal kill, though it will mean 5 years imprisonment for Inga, and personally I was hoping this wouldn’t be the last I ever see of Harmony, who has made an impression here today though she is clearly not going to win this bout.   Inga slowly circles her spread eagled foe once, then begins again.  I wonder if she is going to murder her.  Then suddenly, she places a foot gingerly in the middle of Harmony’s breasts and raises her arms in victory.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT…INGA!!!”

 

The black haired winner holds her victory pose, patiently waiting for me to come down into the fighting chamber and kiss her in front of the bloodthirsty spectators.  Then she takes my hand and pulls me down to the mat for her victory sex.  Immediately two mat girls run in and drag the limp form of the loser out of the room where she will receive immediate medical attention.

 

Once I have finished Inga she disappears through the door, I go back to my seat above the fighting room, and the mat girls return with mops and buckets to clean up all the blood before the next bout.

 

I have a feeling I have not seen the last of Harmony.

 

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