8-31-2473 Harmony vs. Julie

 

Harmony vs. Julie

(The Bloody Mattress)

I get back to my seat after rewarding the victorious Trish, who has just won a High Noon Death match.  The body of her opponent has been dragged from the cage.  This will only be the second fight of the day and the mattress is already splattered with blood.

 

“LADIES AND ISHMAEL!  ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEXT BOUT?” 

 

The crowd roars it’s answer. 

 

“YES!!!”

 

“NOW APPROACHING THE FIGHTING CAGE….IN THE LIIGHT GREEN TERRICLOTH PANTIES…..HARMONY!”

 

This is the first time I have  seen Harmony since her nasty beating at the hands of the veteran brawler Lucy.  She looks fully healed and ready to redeem herself.  She doesn’t come over to me before entering the cage.  She is most likely embarrassed that the last time I saw her she lost a fight. 

 

“HARMONY IS 18 YEARS OLD!  HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 2 WINS…2 LOSSES….and 0 KILLS!”

She gets a mixed response from the crowd, as would be expected from a relative newcomer with a 50/50 record and no kills.  She steps up onto the mattress and walks to the opposite end of it before turning and facing the doorway, waiting patiently for her opponent.

 

“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE CAGE….IN THE LIGHT CRÈME FLORAL PRINT PANTIES…..JULIE!”

 

The young brunette gets a healthy cheer from the majority of the spectators as she strolls casually down the aisle.   She sees me sitting in my cage side chair and rushes over for a pre bout make out session.  I can see Harmony sneering at us as Julie grinds her crotch against my crotch.  I massage her butt, running my fingers along the inside of the waistband of her floral print panties.  The crowd is loving it.

 

“OOOohhhh… I’m gonna WASTE that skank!”  She purrs into my ear just before she dismounts me.  I came very close to splooging into my pants, but I need to save that for whoever the winner of this fight tends up being.  From this point on the two fighters lock eyes and appear completely focused on each other.  Julie saunters slowly into the fighting cage and steps up onto the mattress.. They look like they want to spring right into each other but that would be a violation of Bloody Mattress protocol and they would find themselves quickly at the mercy of the CityModerators who oversee the proceedings here.

 

“JULIE IS 21 YEARS OLD! HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 47 WINS…26 LOSSES…AND 7 KILLS!”

 “I’M ABOUT TO FUCK YOU UP WHORE!”  Julie howls at Harmony, who just glares back at her with no response.

 

“WHEN THE BELL RINGS…….FIGHT!”

The megaphone rings out into silence and now a few tension building minutes slowly pass.  Harmony and Julie glare icily into each other’s eyes.  Their nipples are hard with the excitement of impending combat and they bounce up and down on their heels with excitement.  It was already established in the last fight that the whole cage is open for fighting today, so there will be no fear of the Tazer field rendering them unconscious if anyone ends up off the mattress. 

 

I’ve never seen these two go at it before, so it should be interesting…

DING! DING! DING!

 

Before the bell is even done ringing the two girls step forward and exchange a couple vicious face slaps.

 

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Then they grab each other by the hair and let out a wild howl of pain and determination.  The crowd goes nuts. 

Harmony continues to straddle her destroyed opponent for several seconds, gasping in lungful’s of air as her perky round breasts rise and fall excitedly.  She is victorious!  The cage is unlocked and I walk in as she stands slowly over her victim.  She grinds her heel into Julie’s neck as we make out to the delight of the crowd.

 

“Come on baby”  she gasps into my ear.  “I want you inside of me.  Right here.”  With that she boot Julie’s limp body off the mattress.  Her dead weight rashes against the wall, rattling the chain links loudly before settling into the dirt ground between the mattress and the wall.  Then Harmony pulls me down onto the blood soaked mattress and within a few seconds we are engaging in sexual intercourse while the ravenous women surrounding the cage cheer us on.

 

“OOOOohohhhh…” Harmony moans as I finish her and her arms fall back onto the mattress.

 

“That was good…” She purrs as I pull my shorts back up. Then she pulls her fighting panties back on, spits a glob of bloody mucus at her still out cold foe, and strolls out of the arena. I return to my chair while the at girls hurry in and drag Julie’s limp and bloody body out of the fighting cage by the feet.  She will be in the hospital for a few days I think.

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HUMILIATIONS

 One of the most sought after outcomes in a fight aside from victory is to score a "humiliation" on an opponent.  

There are various ways a fighter can get a humiliation out of her enemy. 

Make her piss herself in fear. 

Make her shit herself in fear.

Make her beg for mercy.

She tries to escape.  (If she tries and succeeds, this can result in a rare instance of a fighter getting a "humiliation" but not an official victory.  Though every venue has it's own rules on this situation, the general trend is no victory for the winner but she will receive  humiliation point.  The one who has escaped will receive a loss and in most cases cannot return to the venue for some specified amount of time.)

Fighters can earn double or triple humiliations, but there are no standards for anything beyond that. 

Traci earns herself a victory and a humiliation over Brandi, who pisses herself in  terror right before being stomped out at Catfight Cavern after a surprisingly one sided fight

11-16-2475 Brandi vs. Raija

 

Brandi vs. Raija

(Brandi’s Bedroom)

Brandi is PISSED about being robbed of a double humiliation, and I try to convince her that she won an impressive victory tonight anyway.

 

“Come on baby, that was a great fight, let’s celebrate.”  With that she pushes up against me,  and our lips press together as we begin to make out.   There is a loud roar of approval from the spectators of the Poison Lair and I realize we are still standing in the entryway of the venue.  With the sounds of the cheering women, Brandi pokes her tongue in my mouth and presses her mound against my hardening member, but then she winces in pain and doubles over slightly, making a motion to massage her vagina.

 

“OOohhhh..” she moans.

 

“Come on, you should go to the hospital to get fixed up.”

 

“Fuck that!”  Brandi cries out indignantly.  “THAT bitch wasn’t worth a hospital visit!” 

 

With that she places the soiled panties of her latest kill into the “Panty Drier” a special device that most Death Match venues offer the fighters.  It will remove the excess shit and piss, but dry the panties out so they are still showing the stains but without the odor.  Before my return to Earth a couple years ago, I don’t think I could of ever comprehended such a device, but now it makes all the sense world.

 

When the whir of the panty drier subsides and she removes her freshly dried kill trophy from the chamber, she continues.

 

“All I need is a few minutes in a self-med booth.  I got more fighting to do tonight!”

 

I know from my years of time here in the city that the self-med booths are good for clearing up minor abrasions and bruising, but I saw (and heard) the nasty hit she took to the crotch from Mischa’s booted foot, and I’m pretty sure she should go to the hospital and definitely NOT fight again.  However, I also know from my years of time here in the city that it is no use arguing with a determined female fighter.  Especially Brandi.  I put my arm around her, give her another peck on the lips,  and we make our way towards the nearest Self Med Booth.

 

She only spends a couple minutes in the booth, which I know isn’t nearly enough, but it seems to be some sort of matter of pride with  a lot of these women that they don’t need much healing time after a brutal fight, and when she emerges you would never even know she had been in a fight tonight, at least to look at her.  Then we are off towards Brandi’s house and that’s when  I notice a figure following us who I immediately recognize.

 

“Just so you know,”  I say.  “Raija is following us.”

 

“GOOD!”  Brandi hisses.  “I’ve been wanting to pound that skank into a pulp again for a while!”

 

I’m not surprised it is Raija.  Not too long ago these two had an EPIC back and forth brawl at Catfight Cavern that Brandi eventually won, and I figured the blonde brawler would be seeking revenge at some point.   (They always do.)

 

What I don’t know at the time is that Raija was actually in the audience at The Poison Lair, and knows exactly how that fight went which is of course valuable knowledge for anyone planning on challenging Brandi to a bedroom fight later.

 

It only takes us a couple more minutes to get to Brandi’s, and she kisses me again in  the well lit vestibule of her  house, making sure our silhouettes are clearly visibly to the approaching Raija, who is about three blocks away. Then she takes my hand and leads me into her house, leaving the door ajar slightly.  We go into her bedroom and lay down on the bed.  She climbs on top of me and we begin to make out.  I massage her tight round ass, loving the way her heart print cotton panties stretch over her butt.  

 

“Don’t make me cum!”  She moans into my ear.  Then she dismounts me.  This is sheer agony, but in an exhilarating way.   I know it won’t be long before I am plunging my dick in and out of either her, or Raija, and somehow the longer I have to wait to find out which, the better that moment will be. Goddamn I love my life here in Green Tower City!

“I have to hang up my trophy!”  I feel her hard nipples brush my bare chest a she crawls over me to pin her new panties over the headboard of her bed, where there are already dozens of pairs.  Brandi is a hell of a fighter.  She settles down on top of me again and moves in for a kiss, but that’s when Raija walks in…

(in progress)

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KO KORNER

 KO Korner is a fighting venue located in Harbor City on the continent of Zeldos.  It is a member of the Pro registry, so fights here will affect a girl's professional fighting  record. 

The venue is a small building a couple blocks from the so called "Strip."  Fights take place on a small wooden platform inside a caged in area.  Spectators pay 50 credits to get in and watch the fights from the other side of the fence, but if they pay 300 credits they can spend the day inside the cage, with their backs along the wall.  If a fighter is thrown off the platform they are allowed to attack that fighter and beat her until she is unconscious.  

When this happens (which it does quite frequently as the small fighting platform has no retaining characteristics of any kind, the winning  fighter receives a win for her record, but NO credits.  If she manages to render her foe unconscious ON the platform, she is paid 500 credits. 

KO Korner is a NON death venue.  Typically 2-4 City Moderators are on hand to prevent any dirty kills. 

YUMI

 

Yumi was born on 5-3-2453 in New Japan.  Throughout her life she focused entirely on individual combat sports, and earned a decent fighting reputation while in Junior Academy.  As soon as she turned 18 she left New japan and headed for Harbor City, getting herself a small house there and began to frequent the fighting venues in that city.  

TANNER

 

Tanner was born 9-23-2468.  She grew up in Harbor City, and spent 4 years in Junior Academy in House Ginger.  She went to Green Tower City Academy as a member of House Ginger for Senior Academy, but left after her second year, finding it no longer possible to be a team player.  At this point she went out onto her own on the Pro circuit, and after lingering around the Outer City for a year decided to head back home to Harbor City, where she gained a reputation as a vicious fighter for several years until she was finally killed in a 4 way brawl at the Harbor City Death Cage. 

MABEL

 

Mabel was born on 7-12-2454 in Harbor City.  She spent her whole life in the city, entering Junior Academy as an independent combatant. She developed a reputation as a ruthless fighter and scored 2 clean kills during her career at JA.  (It is rare for a girl to get even 1 clean kill in Junior Academy) 

The day she turned 18 she left JA and began fighting in death matches all around Harbor City, mostly at the Harbor City Death Cage. Refusing to accept any challenges other than Death Matches, she racked up 20 kills before beiing finished off by Danielle in a 4 way brawl at the Death Cage.