Megan had been deeply humiliated in her loss to Violet. Not only had she been beaten after putting Violet out, she had the entire city see her man fucked right next to her helpless, unconscious body. And to add a final insult to many injuries, Violet had cum tagged her right there in the ring.
Megan had trouble booking fights in the larger venues after such a brutal defeat, and this wouldn’t stand. She was one of Fred’s favorite women after all, she had to get back on the fighting circuit. For him.
She decided to make her way to the outer city, where she could easily find some tune up fights and get back in the good graces of the inner city bookies. Slinking around one of the more popular fighting junkyards, she spotted Amber. A short, scrappy looking Latina that looked mean, but surely couldn’t hit as hard, or fight as dirty as Megan could. Sauntering into the junkyard, Megan was better able to assess the fighting area.
It was surrounded by broken down cars, each one with one or two women looking on to see the day's junkyard action. Various scraps from the vehicles were strewn about the dusty dirt fighting area in the space formed between the cars.
In the outer city, unsanctioned venues like this one flourished. To be broadcast on Holovid, and legally allow betting, venues had to meet various standards, including rule enforcement policy, medical care, seating capacity, and fighter payment. Venues in the inner city had to meet these standards or were shut down rather quickly. Outer city venues on the other hand, didn’t bother with any of that.
They operate freely, hosting whatever they want with whoever they want. The government of Greentower city has no need to enforce any rules if it’s not going to be broadcast, so it’s all fair game. This means matches with weapons, no dress codes, and post match punishment is common, it is the Wild West. Anything and everything one could want happens in the outer city.
And Megan had just walked into one such lawless establishment.
“Well well well ladies, look who we have here. Fred’s favorite woman. I mean, you saw all that cum on her face last match right?”
The junkyard women laughed and sneered at Amber’s joke. She led this particular band of fighters, and that meant she had first right to a challenger arriving into her arena.
“Fight me cxnt. I need a fight and you’re a bitch who looks like an easy win. First one knocked out loses.” Megan blurted confidently to Amber.
“I’ll fight you, I just hope you know how fights go down out here. Now let me put you down, cheap bitch.” With that, Amber hopped off her junkyard throne, and walked into the middle of the makeshift arena. Gesturing for Megan to come closer. Megan moved in, unphased by the incredibly hostile crowd.
SNUFF HER OUT! HIT HER WITH THE CHAINS! LETS TAKE TURNS ON HER!
The two women squared up, Megan’s nipples scraping against Amber’s bikini top. The held vicious eye contact, waiting for one of the other women to ring a makeshift bell.
“Wait!” Amber cried out just before the bell rang. “There’s someone special here to see you lose again, and this time, there won’t be any medics to take you away from your punishment.Hey Fred baby, why don’t you come out now.” She said with an evil grin in the face of Megan.
I entered, to the arousing catcalls of the women of the junkyard. Megan looked at me with a shocked expression, now this was a redemption match, and there was a lot more on the line than just punishment. When I reached a makeshift seat from which to watch the match, I was handed a rusty cowbell, which would signify the beginning of the match.
Both women understood they were to wait for my signal, which I held off on for a long time. A silence fell over the junkyard, and the two anxious fighters stayed locked in on eachother, their nipples brushing against each other as they breathed in, preparing for battle.
DING DING DING
I ring the bell the customary three times, and the women are immediately tearing into each other. Megan is immediately in Amber’s hair, and Amber is pounding Megan’s toned belly with her fists. The onlooking women are all giving their thoughts on the fight, and calling out advice.
KEEP HAMMERING HER GUT!! DON’T FORGET HER PUSSY!! KNEE HER MEGAN!!
This last suggestion catches me off guard, it seems not all the women watching want to see Amber win.
Megan clearly hears the woman, and lifts a knee into the crotch of Amber. Amber hunches over, covering her bruised crotch with her hands. Megan keeps her grip on the woman’s hair, whipping her around and letting go so she flies into the side of a car with a loud THUD!!!
“I’m not a shity junkyard bitch like you’re used to cxnt. I’m a pro, and you’re about to find out what that really means. You made a big mistake letting Fred watch, now I gotta make sure he never sees you again.”
Megan walks towards the slumped Amber, who has her back against the wrecked car's door. As Megan approaches, Amber shoots her fist up, catching Megan in the face, and sends her stumbling backwards THUD.
Amber quickly gets to her feet, and screams back at Megan “I’m going to rip your hair from your scalp until you’re bald and crying, and then all these bitches are gonna take turns breaking a bone until you’re nothing but a broken mess on the ground!!!” I see Amber searching underneath the car she is leaning up against, and produces a tire iron, even though Megan is a professional fighter, she certainly isn’t used to weapons being used.
She charges at Megan with her weapon raised to smash into Megan’s face, but before she can get to her, SMACK!!
Megan’s foot smashes into Amber’s face, and Amber collapses to the ground again, this time with blood streaming down her face. The women in the crowd all wince, and some begin cheering, and I have the sense that the crowd is turning on their de facto leader.
“Really bitch? You would need something like that to help beat me. You’re fucking pathetic.” She reaches down and grabs Amber by the hair. She turns her face up to look at her, spits in it, and proceeds to rain down a flurry of punches, fully knocking her unconscious.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Amber falls completely limp hanging by her hair in Megan’s hand. Megan’s lip is busted from the jab she took, but other than that is perfectly okay. She looks down at the unconscious junkyard scrapper, and laughs. The crowd of women has now completely turned on their leader.
KILL HER!!! DONT LET HER OFF EASY!! THIS ISNT THE PROS!!! BREAK HER!!!
It’s alarming how quickly the women have turned on one of their own. Megan basks in the attention, gives me a wink, and drops Amber’s limp body to the ground. Then,she strips Amber out of her Red bikini. This is a sign of ultimate disrespect and defeat in junkyard fighting culture. Junkyard women will fight topless, but to be found completely nude, in a fighting ring is seen as an ultimate defeat. Which is grounds for getting kicked out of your clan.
The women all howl in excitement, as Megan drags the stripped woman to her feet, and throws her to a crowd of watching women. They quickly restrain her, as Amber is just coming to, and quickly realizing what has happened to her.
Amber cries out, but the women holding her a deaf to her pleas to let her go. Megan saunters over to Amber, with the tire iron in hand. “It’s sad that Fred has to see you like this cxnt, but I will say, he definitely likes big titties a lot more than whatever you have on your chest, so I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I took a few swings.”
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
“AAHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Amber screams breathlessly as Megan takes swings on her tits with the tire iron. Growing tired of using the weapon, she instead drags the openly sobbing woman from the grasp of the crowd, and takes her to the hood of one of the broken down cars. With hands firmly grasping the hair on both sides of her head, Megan slams Amber’s face into the hood of the car, over and over, and over, and over again.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
The woman falls back, toothless, eyes swollen shut, and completely naked. I ring my bell, as I have surely seen enough, and am hard beyond belief. Megan's draws in deep breaths, still looking down at her opponent as if she still wants to take out more frustration, but the sound of the bell melts that expression away from her, and she runs over to me. Her tongue is in my mouth before I can even congratulate her, and she has hers hands down my pants as soon as they are within reach.
“See what I can do to bitches?” she says in between kissing me. “See what I can do to a whore that comes between me and you? I think I could get used to this place for a little bit.” She pushes herself off me for a moment to make an announcement to the crowd, who are now dragging Amber off to be forgotten and abused in the vast junkyard.
“EYES ON ME YOU SMELLY WHORES!” The insult instantly draws the attention of the 20 or so women in ear shot. “THIS IS MY MAN FRED. HIS COCK IS ALL MINE, AND NONE OF YOU CAN HAVE IT. NOW I JUST BEAT YOUR QUEEN IN COMBAT AND STRIPPED HER. THIS MAKES ME QUEEN NOW. YOU SAW WHAT I DID TO HER. TRY ANYTHING AND YOU’LL GET SOMETHING TEN TIMES WORSE. NOW SIT BACK DOWN AND WATCH ME FUCK!!!!”
She drops my pants, and after breifly sucking me off, bends at the waist and lets me fuck her from behind. The crowd begins to chant o the rhythm of my fucking.
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
We both climax at the same time, and Megan moans in complete satisfaction. She looks around at her new home, and revels in the attention and power she now commands. She turns back to me and says “come and stay with me whenever you like, I think I could run a place like this for a little while.” She disappears into the crowd of excited women, ready to accept their new queen. For now.
I slink away, ready to find another adventure in this amazing life of mine.
