Claudia and Ellen were now preparing themselves, stretching and flexing. Above them, Nadine now stood alone on the edge of the pit. Beatrice had returned to her central box, with Asoka, Birgit and Jayne. Asoka was leaning out of the box, looking at the two fighters, their gaze fixed on each other. Ellen lowered her right hand to her stud and rubbed the smear of juice Asoka had left. She raised it to her mouth and licked. In her turn, Claudia ran her middle finger around her stud and inhaled the scent of her lover before inserting the digit into her mouth. While savoring the disputed woman’s taste, Claudia pushed out her pubis in challenge.
In response, Ellen dropped her left hand to her pussy and parted her labia as she thrust back. Each woman could see her rival on full display, pink and glistening. Although they had both fought frequently and fiercely since reaching adulthood, neither woman had ever felt more driven to fight. Tonight was different. Tonight was for a woman they both claimed. Tonight was a final night as a Club member for one of them. Claudia looked daggers at Ellen and hissed, "I am going to enjoy defeating you.” Ellen responded in kind, “No, I am going to love breaking you slowly in front of her. She’ll know who is best, and who wants her most!” Claudia shot back, “You’ll never break me!” At that moment, Nadine’s whip cracked against the side of the fighting pit, signaling the start of the contest.
Moving suddenly, Ellen buried her left fist in the side of Claudia's right breast. She sidestepped her counter-blow, and then drove her right fist into her firm exposed belly. Claudia recoiled in pain, but recovering reached to grab Ellen, who slipped to her side. They circled crouching, each woman searching for an opening. Claudia cursing silently at her poor start while Ellen smiled thinly, flexing her hands in her tiger gloves. Still circling they probed, looking for a weak point in the other’s defenses. Ellen kept moving to her left. Claudia turned, moving to follow her, keeping her left hand in front of her and her right cocked at her side. Both women knew that if she could get the other up against a wall of the pit, she might be able to restrict her movement. Ellen continued to circle left. Claudia sensed what she had in mind and before Ellen could push her back against the pit wall, she scored a glancing blow on the side of Ellen's face and moved away from the wall. Too late, Claudia found out exactly what Ellen had in mind. She had deliberately drawn Claudia around, and as Ellen rose from her crouch, she then hooked her right fist into Claudia's unprotected face. The blow rocked Claudia and drove her back towards the pit wall. The blow had struck her left cheek, grazing the skin. She gasped air into her lungs and stood firm as she waited for the attack she knew was coming. Ellen stepped forward, shooting her fists into Claudia's breasts and face, in order to force her back against the wall.
The Dane’s aggression surged at the chance to do even more damage early in the fight. Having scored the first hits, she was determined to press home her advantage. She wanted an early win, at least cost possible, in order to preserve her energy for her celebration with Asoka. Ellen wanted to wallow in Claudia’s pain, to listen to her grunts as she hurt her. As her fight lust rose, she gave in to it, loving the feral sexuality that coursed through her body. Drawing on years of experience, Claudia sensed where Ellen’s instincts would take her. She decided to let her come at her. Absorbing the early blows, she let Ellen push her back against the pit wall. Ellen misread the feint as weakness and came in against the feisty redhead. Claudia let her come close, then dropped back against the wall which she used to brace herself as she brought her knee up between her rival’s legs. She thrilled at the cry of pain that issued from Ellen. Claudia did it again, reveling in the sensation of driving up between Ellen’s firm thighs, and connecting with her pussy..
Ellen pushed forward hard, crashing Claudia up against the wall. The two powerful mature women locked together, struggling up against the red leather wall. Breasts bulged against each other and, as they pressed tighter together, nipples dug into rival breasts. They were fighting too close to make good use of the studs, yet in the crush against the wall each woman occasionally jabbed with her pelvis, hoping to strike where it would count. Towards the end of the clinch, their pelvises were stabbing and slashing at each other, the studs occasionally catching, reinforcing the sexual nature of the combat. Claudia felt a rush of adrenalin and a renewed sense of confidence, and she relished the sensation as she felt her bitch-fire ignite.
The violent sensuality had transfixed the audience, eliminating any inhibitions that they might have had. In the tiered seating, Alexis noted how the spectators were showing their engagement. Some audience members had loosened or discarded clothing and the aroma of perfumes and pheromones mingled intoxicatingly.
In their box, Alexis and Karen were eagerly following every blow. Alexis noticed that she moved in time with the fighters, and that Karen did the same. She imagined the impact of their fists. They both identified with whichever woman was doing the hitting. Kneeling side by side, she felt Karen’s arm circle round her waist and she in turn reached across to hold Karen. Their eyes never left the arena. Karen spoke for them both when she hissed, “Come on you bitches! We want an outright winner, and take your time about it, make the loser really feel her defeat!” Claudia thrust Ellen back towards the center of the pit; her aim was to make her land on the raised area, to see if she could bring her stud into play on her upturned cxnt. She underestimated Ellen who pulled Claudia with her, the two women falling in a tangle down the side of the pit. Grunts of pain alternated with curses of frustration as they fought. They scratched at each other’s back, cutting through the skin.
The smell and feel of Ellen's muscular body straining against her, fiercely excited Claudia. She lowered her mouth against Ellen's neck, and tasting the sweat, she bit hard. The fight lust had a firm grip on them both. Ellen reacted savagely, her teeth working her rival’s shoulder, while pulling Claudia’s hair in an attempt to free herself from Claudia’s teeth. Both were now bellowing in pain and rage and reaching down Claudia sank the sharpened talons of her fingers into Ellen's breast and tried to roll her to the center of the pit. The two sophisticated, intelligent women had reverted to a primal state. In fact, they thrilled to be so in touch with their animal natures, locked in a combat for total victory and dominance over the other.The fight lust had a firm grip on them both. It had also communicated itself to the audience. Alexis was aware of the body heat from her rival next to her. Karen’s hand flexed into a claw and started to bite into Alexis’ side. Alexis in turn flexed her fingers and dug into Karen’s flank. Karen bared her teeth, mesmerized by the combat in front of her. As Ellen responded to Claudia’s attack by seizing a breast, Alexis let out a sharp hiss of aggression. Glancing across the arena, she saw Asoka, leaning out of her box, drinking in the violence unfolding beneath her. The young woman was wild-eyed with lust. She too wanted a clear winner, one who would be able to make love as energetically as she made war!
Down in the pit, Claudia sensed Ellen was planning to roll her onto her back on the raised area. She decided to use the momentum to propel her rival into the same position. She pushed off from the wall and rolled over Ellen who then tried to drag the redhead over herself toward the raised area. Claudia managed to stop Ellen from rolling her onto her back by planting an elbow firmly into the red leather. Now on their sides, they both kicked out and escaped from each other’s clutches, Ellen rolling herself back towards the wall, and Claudia backing into a crouching position facing her foe, before slowly lifting herself to a crouching position at the center of the raised area. After her indifferent performance at the start of the fight, Claudia was now flooded with confidence.
The adrenalin and arousal of this naked combat, in front of an audience that included her disputed lover, had fired her with energy. She was full of the conviction that she was a better woman. Claudia raised her head and looked defiantly at Ellen. Both women were sweating and some of the scratches they had suffered had filled with red. Ellen returned the stare and bared her teeth. In response, Claudia arrogantly cupped her breasts, and angled her pubis towards her opponent, offering herself as a target. Ellen thrust her pelvis back at the redhead, indicating she was ready to escalate their fight to the next stage. There was a hush as the spectators waited expectantly for the women to close with each other. In a gesture of confidence, Claudia invited Ellen to attack. She dropped her arms and, opening the palms of her hands, beckoned her forward with finger movements, indicating she should come and take her. Ellen too felt confident that she was Claudia’s equal. She wanted to show the redhead that the strong manner in which she had started the fight was how she intended to end it
Each woman lusted to come to grips with her rival, Claudia standing fast, as Ellen moved forward, hands flexed into claws. Ellen moved within striking distance, and threw the first blow, which Claudia blocked. The redhead then leaned forward, absorbing one punch to her face, and grabbed Ellen by her shoulders and drove her back against the leather wall. With a dull thud, Ellen’s shoulder blades hit the red padding. There was a moment when, with Ellen pinned to wall, the two women froze, baring their teeth at each other inches apart. Then, before Claudia could drive home her advantage, the Dane growled, tensed her buttock and stomach muscles and thrust her pelvis up against her attacker. It was a physically powerful gesture. Her stud glanced off the leather harness, just below Claudia’s green stud. Ellen’s blue stud then grazed against the green stud, Asoka’s juice ensuring that the rubber casings glided past each other. As they passed, damp labia and erect clitorises briefly made contact, sending both women’s fight lust surging into the red Claudia seized her chance. Ellen, now bent back against the wall, was slightly off-balance after her powerful stabbing thrust. Claudia grasped the handles over Ellen’s hips and, taking a step backwards, pulled up hard. Claudia, with the same level of force that Ellen had expended, rammed her stud into the exposed pussy. The snub-nose of the stud caught Ellen’s clitoris just above the root, and then gouged its way along the length. Claudia thrilled at the close connection between them. Ellen opened her mouth silently at first, so Claudia saw the pain in her eyes before she heard the bellowing growl of pain. Ellen’s hands found the handles on Claudia’s harness and tried to dislodge her. Claudia held Ellen close, savoring the power she held, the audience could see her bottom tensing as she rolled it, feeling for her target. She jabbed, twice, three times in slow succession, hanging on each note of the low groans and silently thrilled to the sharp squeal of pain that accompanied her final thrust
Drugged with the powerful sensation of imminent victory, Claudia allowed herself to look up to the box where she knew her lover would be. She let go of the Dane’s handle with one hand, put it to her lips and blew a kiss to Asoka, who was watching glassy-eyed with excitement. Ellen struggled, and with a last effort thrust up at her tormentor, this time running her stud against Claudia’s clitoris at an angle. The redhead’s anger level flashed, and reasserting her grip on the handle, she first backed Ellen against the wall then spun her around. Still locked pussy-to-pussy Claudia backed her to the raised area at the center of the arena. All the while, Ellen was recovering and counter-thrusting, but Claudia was now in control. She was going to finish Ellen, no matter what level of resistance she met. The audience was now baying for the end. Alexis and Karen both let out a low growl of aggression as Claudia thrust against the now prostrate Ellen for the first time.
Karen whispered in a voice hoarse with emotion, “There’s nothing like watching a frenzied cxnting. I hope you are ready for that fuck-fight, Alexis.” Aroused to the limit by the action, Alexis hissed, “First, I want to see Claudia finish this bitch, then I am going to drain you, slut!” On the other side of the arena, Beatrice was now standing behind Asoka and heard her murmur, “It’s Claudia, Claudia wants me most, I am so lucky, look how much she wants me, and I want her too, now!” Claudia was still ramming herself against Ellen. The gray-haired woman was now limp and open-mouthed, disoriented with pain. Suddenly, Claudia regained her self-control, and eased herself to a crouching position, hovering over her defeated rival. Claudia unbuckled Ellen’s blue harness, and ripped it from her. Uncoiling her taut body, she slowly stood, holding it in one hand above her head to acknowledge the cheers of the audience. Looking up at Asoka, she tossed the harness into the area at the foot of her box. In true gladiatrix fashion, she next placed her foot on Ellen’s torso, as the lusty roars of approval from the crowd drowned out her moaning. Ellen rocked from side-to-side, clutching her throbbing mound.
A spotlight now picked out Claudia, panting and elated. She climbed out of the pit, leaving the defeated Ellen in the privacy of the semi-darkness as The Club doctor descended to treat her. Beatrice appeared with Asoka who embraced the triumphant Claudia. Nadine emerged to give Asoka a green silk gown to cover herself, signifying she was now Claudia’s. Beatrice opened an envelope. “I have a message from the winner. Claudia let me know that if she won, she did, after all, not want Ellen expelled from The Club.” There was wild applause from the audience, partly for the magnanimity of the gesture and partly out of recognition for Ellen’s excellent display. “Claudia says that she is not sure she could ever find a more worthy rival! I think we all agree. I am sure she will make a full recovery and find other willing pupils. I look forward to seeing you all at the reception
