Satan's Island
Short Story by J. Coleman
The women's prison on Satan's Island was like no other penal institution on the planet. The prison and the island it occupied were privately owned by the Dyzar Corporation. Dyzar was a global corporation that opened its prison doors to women of many nations and since the facility was not formally aligned with any government, it had no specific regulations or laws to comply with.
Getting to the island required a commercial flight into Caracas Venezuela and then a short commuter flight north to a large chain of small islands that were about at mid point between Curacao and Isla de Margarita. Only one island in this chain had an airfield so from there one had to take a seaplane to one of the outermost islands where a thirty miles boat trip finally landed you at the southern dock of Satan's Island.
Escape from the island was a laughable scenario since the nearest island was about 12 nautical away and was a privately owned big game reserve where wealthy corporate moguls went to hunt exotic prey like tigers, leopards, and panthers. If a Satan's Island inmate was healthy and strong enough to swim the 12 miles to the nearest island, she would be very sorry she did. From there it would be another 18 mile swim to the closest island that had a seaplane.
Dyzar Corporation used their women's prison much like brothel or a white slavery ring, using the female inmates for all types of sexual debauchery for the pleasure of those in charge of the institution and for high ranking officials from nearby governments who could easily be persuaded to look the other way in exchange for sexual favors from a well endowed inmate.
Dyzar was very well connected with governments of many nations and when a female with exceptional looks and body entered the penal system of one of these connected agencies, Dyzar was notified. A handsome finder's fee would then be paid to have the incarcerated girl "disappear". Sometimes these absences would be reported as an escape, sometimes an accidental death, but in either case the sentence was for life once an inmate landed on Satan's Island.
When an unfortunate young girl arrived on the island, she was given one dress and one pair of panties, that was it. From there on, if she wanted clothing she had to steal it or fight for it to get it from another inmate. Conditions were brutal to say the least.
Fresh water was scarce on the island so prisoners were only allowed one brief shower per week and since they were forced to work in mines; the women were dirty, hot, and sweaty most of the time.
The guards and management staff were referred to as the "Keepers" of this heinous institution and many had been there for years. Torture, barbarism and sadism were the norm on Satan's Island and there was a very high mortality rate among inmates, especially those who failed to comply with the Keeper's demands.
Among the many infamous events staged on the island was what was called "Fight Night". The event would pit two specially chosen inmates against each other in a ring called "The Pit of Pain" for a cat fight which usually turned into real blood baths. Local dignitaries, politicians, police officials, and corporate executives would be invited to attend the show along with the Keepers and a certain number of inmates who had earned the privilege of attending through obedience or by performing special sexual services for the Keepers.
Only very specially chosen inmates entered the fighting program on the island. They were chosen at the time of their arrival based on looks, body, background, fighting ability, and personality. Once chosen, they lived in a separate part of the prison and underwent rigorous training and conditioning.
Upon entering the training program, a new recruit was kept totally naked 24 hours a day. As her training progressed, she be given a swatch of white cloth for each level of skill she attained. These swatches would be tied to the body in various ways like around an arm or a leg and when all the fighters were together, you could measure rank by the number of white swatches worn by any fighter.
Fighters ate better than regular inmates, got extra water rations, and didn't have to work the mines so this was a very coveted and prestigious position among the inmates. And as a special bonus, any fighter who could amass 20 victories in the ring would be retired and sent to another facility to live out her years in comfort. But while victory was rewarded, losers were punished. Whipping, caning, solitary confinement, food and water deprivation were all possible punishments for anyone careless enough to lose her fight in the ring.
When a high profile match was scheduled, the two fighters were prepared for their match by spending a week in solitary confinement where they were psychologically prepared for their match. By the time the week passed and the fight commenced, the two combatants were ready to literally tear each other apart with their bare hands.
The two fighters scheduled for the next Fight Night were named Miranda and Dominique and they had fought several times before, mostly unofficial fights that arose from a jealous feud the two were engaged in over the affection of a Keeper they were both interested in. Their only officially recognized match was about a year earlier in the ring when the fight ended in a draw with both sexy young battlers too bloody and beaten to continue. This history made the upcoming Fight Night a much anticipated event that many outsiders were coming to the island to witness and to wager on.
Miranda was a 22 year old Latino girl who stood about 5'3 and weighed 105 pounds. Nicknamed "The Panther", Miranda had jet black shoulder length hair and measured a very well endowed 34C-22-34. As her nickname implied, she was a real cat in the ring and was well known for shredding opponents with her claws.
Miranda's arch rival and opponent was a 19 years old white girl named Dominique. Standing 5'5, Dominique weighed around 125 pounds and measured 35B-24-35. Nicknamed "The Animal", Dominique had blonde shoulder length hair and was a 2 to 1 favorite to win the fight over Miranda because of her height and weight advantage.
Since they'd fought each other before, each knew the other's style well and knew what to expect in terms of offense, defense, and dirty tactics that both were certain to use to secure a win at any cost.
The matches held on Fight Night were 3 round submission fights with each round having a 30 minute time limit. The fights were designed to start light and get more brutal as it progressed by banning many tactics in the first round and allowing some of the banned tactics to be used in the second, and then even more in the third and final round. The referee, a specially selected inmate, would have a pain stick that delivered a high voltage shock to anyone touched by it. This would be used to break clinches that went on too long, to separate the fighters at the end of a round, and to punish fighters for illegal tactics. The latter was a subject often debated since many of the facility's referees would turn a blind eye to an illegal tactic if her keeper had a wager on that particular fighter.
The ring was in a warehouse just outside the main compound with bleachers for the inmates and a specially roped off guarded section with comfortable tables and chairs for the Keepers and for special guests.
The building was hot and poorly ventilated and with the bank of bright overhead lights above the ring, it got even hotter as matches worn on. The ring itself was slightly elDominiqueted and roped off with well worn abrasive ropes tied to well padded corner posts that were actually 4x4 wooden posts with nasty splinters and nails below the padding. The canvas once white canvas mat was now dingy, dirty, and stained with sweat, blood, and other bodily fluids from years of heavy usage. The wooden floor supporting the mat sagged and often collected water that was used to clean the mat before a match and between round to rinse away blood, torn out clumps of hair, and any clothing that might have been ripped off during the fight.
Attendants were hosing off the canvas mat as the referee finally appeared. She was an older black inmate known for her sadistic behavior and she wielded her shock stick with enthusiasm. The crowd cheered as the referee stepped into the ring because now it was show time.
A bell rang and the attendants cleared out of the ring. A second bell rang and the fighters entered the ring with a brief announcement by the referee to introduce them as the crowd began cheering for their favorite.
Miranda had an elastic rope around her waist with a dirty, well worn piece of white cloth stretched between her legs and attached to the elastic in the front and back to create a makeshift pair of panties. An old wound from a previous fight on her lower right thigh was wrapped with a strip of white fabric and two more strips were worn on her wrists, one on each arm.
Dominique had on a worn, dirty, cotton g-string that was too small for her and afforded little coverage. She too had a white wrap concealing a previous wound, this one on her left upper thigh. Like Miranda, her wrists were wrapped similarly with dirty white pieces of material.
Each fighter was dirty from her week in confinement prior to the fight but both were well hydrated, well fed, and in top fighting condition. When a girl was scheduled for a match, she was given extra food and water to strengthen her for a good match and both women were ready as they stepped into the ring.
As the bell sounded a third time, the match began with the two fighters immediately slamming into each other like sumo wrestlers near center ring as the crowd erupted with delight.
Each grabbed the other's hair with both hands as their breasts smashed flat against each other. Their feet dug into the wet canvas mat as they leaned into each other in a test of strength while pulling hair.
Miranda finally broke the impasse and grabbed Dominique's arm, catapulting her into the corner post. The quick Latino girl charged after the blonde and pinned her against the padded post, smashing her heavy bare breasts into the blonde's back and using the ropes as hand holds to pin her in the corner as she drove a knee up into the girl's crotch several times.
The crowd cheered their approval at the early carnage and Miranda's supporters were cheering the loudest while Dominique's fans were crying foul at the crotch kicks that the referee chose not to see.
Grabbing Miranda's left wrist, Dominique spun around and brought the brunette's arm up behind her in a rear arm lock. The painful hold lifted the Latino girl up onto her toes as her face grimaced with pain. Dominique pushed the arm to the breaking point before Miranda finally spun around and slipped free of the hold.
Miranda dropped to her knees in pain as her arm hung limp and sensing an opportunity, Dominique moved in. Miranda's bait and trap worked to perfection as she sprung from her limp position and grabbed both of the blonde's ankles, pulling her legs out from under her and dumping her on her back.
Miranda was on her instantly and fight now went from a wrestling match to an all out cat fight as their legs entwined and they began tearing at each other's hair while rolling back and forth in the dirty water on the canvas mat.
Screams, squeals, yelps, and grunts echoed throughout the warehouse enclosure as they battled tenaciously for the entertainment of the crowd. Both women were very experienced fighters and each knew how to inflict the most damage while still conserving energy for later in the match. Each had won many battles by simply taking the punishment from an opponent who thought she was winning and then taking over the fight once she ran out of gas from expending too much energy too early in the long fight.
After about 5 minutes of intense hair pulling and rolling around, the fighters broke apart and struggled to their knees but Miranda moved first and caught Dominique off guard, dragging her down onto her stomach and straddling her back. Before the blonde could buck her off, Miranda had her in a camel clutch and was threatening to break her neck from the angle her head and neck were being bent backwards in the painful hold.
Dominique finally reached back and dug her claws into Miranda's thighs which brought a loud scream from the Latino's mouth as she instantly released the camel clutch. Dominique bucked her off and scrambled away, using the ropes to pull herself back to her feet.
Circling and stalking now rather cautiously, the two tested each other with fakes and attempted take downs and were really resting more than anything else at that point as the crowd urged them to tear into each other again, some even booing at the lack of action. The referee starting waving her shock stick as incentive to mix it up and they did just that, charging at each other.
They began exchanging various holds like headlocks, arm bars, and bear hugs just trying to wear the other fighter down incrementally. Miranda several times rammed Dominique's head and face into a corner post while Dominique focused on punishing Miranda's arms and shoulders to weaken her for later in the fight. Both were methodical tacticians in the ring and each had her own plan of attack and defense.
Throughout the round, each would take advantage of clinches and pins to grab and handful of pussy or tit or ass when the referee was out of position to see it. This was another aspect that both girls were masters of.
Late in round one, Miranda managed to stun Dominique with a barrage of tit slaps and when the blonde tried to cover her tits, Miranda grabbed two fistfuls of hair and began violently jerking her head from side to side. As the referee moved around behind Dominique to change sides, Miranda slammed her head into Dominique's face. The head butt immediately swelled Dominique's left eye and she dropped to her knees with her arms falling limp at her sides.
Miranda quickly climbed the ropes and launched herself at the weakened blonde, tackling her hard with a flying dive that laid her out on her back. With Dominique still stunned and trying to regroup, Miranda locked her legs around her opponent's neck in a head scissors while digging both hands into the girl's blonde hair.
Dominique violently thrashed and bucked around on the mat but Miranda's legs were too powerful and locked too tightly around her neck to escape. The heat was by now causing both fighters to perspire and mixed with the standing water on the low parts of the canvas covered wood fighting surface, their bare flesh was very slippery.
Miranda's face contorted into a grimace as she pulled Dominique's hair as hard as she could to keep the writhing blonde from slithering out of the grasp of her sweaty slippery thighs.
The struggled continued for nearly ten minutes before Dominique finally gave up the submission giving Miranda a one to zero lead in the match. With only about five minutes left in round one, each fighter played it cautiously and conserved energy for round two.
Between rounds the attendants hosed off the canvas surface and each fighter rinsed themselves with water from the buckets in their corners. More and more wagers were now being made between the spectators as everyone prepared for round two.
When the bell sounded for round two, Dominique came out blazing. Face slapping and tit mauling was now legal for rounds two and three and the catty blonde went right to work on her rival's big "C" cup tits that made inviting targets.
Miranda joined the cat fight and as the round progressed, each fighter pulled hair, threw hard slaps, and viciously mauled the other's bare tits in an all out whore house battle.
Body scissors, head scissors, and head locks were exchanged as the battle swung back and forth until Dominique finally got Miranda pinned down with a nasty rear arm lock that brought a submission from the brunette.
As they separated and went at again, Miranda charged in and grabbed a handful of Dominique's g-string panties and the pubic hair beneath which immediately earned her a painful prod from the referee's shock stick that sent her to the mat.
Dominique dove atop her foe and got her pinned in a quick body scissors. Laying on her side with Miranda between her slippery thighs, Dominique grabbed a handful of dark hair and began throwing savage slaps at her opponent's face that snapped her head to the side as each one cracked against her cheek.
Miranda cleverly used her claws to attack Dominique's pussy out of view of the referee, wildly clawing at the tender cxnt until Dominique was finally forced to give up the body scissors. Miranda recovered quickly and dove at the blonde with a tackling headlock that dragged Dominique down with Miranda atop her.
On the blonde's back now with a solid headlock in place, Miranda jerked Dominique's upper body back and forth, grating and grinding the blonde's bare tits against the coarse canvas mat and causing rug burn like injuries to both of her rival's breasts.
Dominique fought back with everything she had, slipping and sliding in the water and the perspiration as they wriggled and squirmed around locked in their intense hold. Miranda tore at Dominique's hair while Dominique groped and clawed at anything she could reach until she finally gave up the submission, tying the round at one submission each.
As the round wore on, neither girl seemed able to secure another submission and both were pulling out all the stops at this point. Miranda knew if she got another, she'd be up by two going into round three which would be tough for Dominique to recover from. Dominique, one the other hand, knew that another submission for her would tie the match going into the final round and give her an even shot at winning as opposed to going into round three down by two so this was critical to her.
The crowed was still boisterously voicing their approval at the intense level of fighting thus far in round two as the two fighters again locked up near center ring. Miranda then threw the blonde into a corner and pinned her there from behind, throwing reach around slaps at the girl's face.
Finally Dominique dropped down low as she reached back over her head for two fistfuls of Miranda's hair. Using the hair as a handle, Dominique slammed Miranda's head into the corner post and then scrambled between the girl's legs to get up behind her.
With their positions now reversed, Dominique got a standing arm bar on Miranda while holding her pinned tightly against the corner post. She applied more and more pressure as Miranda squealed with pain but refused to yield.
The arm looked as though it was about to break and the Latino girl was on her toes to try to minimize the incredible pain and pressure. Dominique was relentless with the arm bar and kept the pressure high, clinging tightly to her rival's sweaty wrist and arm so as not to lose her grip and allow Miranda to escape.
The clock was ticking down to the end of the round and Miranda knew if she could just hang on until the bell, she'd be safe but the pain was becoming unbearable and despite her best efforts, she couldn't escape the well executed hold.
Finally the arm bar was meting out more pain that Miranda could take and she gave the sign of submission but it finally took the referee's shock stick to force Dominique to release the dark haired girl's arm and back away.
With less than a minute now left in round two, Miranda charged blindly at the blonde, outraged and infuriated at that last pin. She tore into Dominique's hair like a wildcat and started throwing hard slaps that Dominique quickly replied to with slaps of her own. Each had one hand embedded in the other's hair and were throwing slaps one for one as the bell finally sounded to end the round.
Round three was pure chaos as now virtually anything was legal. The only banned tactics were biting, eye gouging, and closed fist punching; everything else was okay and each fighter quickly drove a hand into the other's crotch to set the pace.
Pubic hair was pulled and the fabric that covered their cxnts was stretched, pulled, and disfigured in an attempt to bare the fruit for the attack. Both fighters were now bathed with perspiration and each had numerous claw marks that mixed blood with sweat to create an opaque pinkish fluid that was smeared over most of their bodies.
Little time was spent on their feet as they went right to the mat in a wild writhing battle that was designed to inflict maximum pain on the most tender areas of their nearly naked bodies.
Dominique was the first to get a dominant position and it was a school girl pin with a two handed hair pull. The wild eyed blonde repeatedly slammed Miranda's head against the mat until she earned round three's first submission from the dazed brunette.
Miranda came right back after they separated and bulldogged Dominique to the mat where she got a reverse head scissors on the blonde and then went to work on her cxnt with both hands while crushing the blonde's head and neck between her sweaty thighs.
Dominique fought hard, clawing viciously at Miranda's thighs and leaving long jagged claw marks in the soft flesh that added more blood to the mixture. Miranda's cxnt attack was brutal and barbaric as she dug her talons deep into the blonde's cxnt, ripping and tearing at the labia, clitoris, and walls of her snatch. Blood began to gather in the crotch area of Dominique's white g-string panties from the vicious attack and with escape seeming to be hopeless, she gave the submission sign and it was now tied one to one for the round and three to three overall for the match.
The middle part of round three had both fighters exchanging numerous pins and holds infused with wild cxnt and tit attacks and almost constant hair pulling. Each managed one more submission each during the middle portion of the round and the score was now tied at four to four overall with only about ten minutes remaining in the round.
The fight now went totally cat fight again with their slippery legs snaking together as they rolled back and forth in a two handed hair pulling battle. Each would pull a hand free periodically to throw a slap or grab a tit, but then would ultimately revert back to the two handed hair pulling that felt most comfortable and was the standard fall back tactic for both fighters.
Dominique then began to take control of the round and was keeping Miranda on her back a good bit, brutally punishing her tits and cxnt with methodical precision. Miranda was now running out of gas and her defenses were weakening and slowing considerably.
Sensing the kill was near, the blonde redoubled her efforts and turned up the heat on her weakening adversary. Flipping the brunette over onto her stomach, Dominique mounted Miranda from behind and quickly got her opponent into a solid camel clutch. Miranda struggled and growled as she fought to escape the painful hold but Dominique was dug in and ready to ride out whatever Miranda could throw her way.
The brunette's tits dragged and scraped painfully against the canvas as Dominique kept Miranda's back arched from the force of the camel clutch. Miranda willed herself not to quit or submit but she was beginning to feel like she might lose consciousness at any moment and had to make a decision. Should she submit now and then fight back hard to tie the match, or should she just tough it out and hope the bell sounded before she lost consciousness?
Opting to break the hold and try to get the tying pin, Miranda gave the submission sign and Dominique was up five to four with less than five minutes remaining in the match. Miranda tore her and the fight was on once again with both wildcats giving their all.
The brunette dragged the blonde down with a headlock that Dominique quickly squirted out of with the help of their very sweaty, slippery flesh. Miranda was frustrated and reckless now as she dove at Dominique who was well prepared for the undisguised attack.
Dominique easily wrestled Miranda down to the mat and had the brunette pinned on her back. Climbing into a straddle pin, Dominique rode the bucking brunette's spasmodic arches and thrusts while clawing at the Latino's tits.
The final seconds were now ticking down as Miranda's resistance slowed. Dominique took a handful of her hair and bloodied Miranda's face with a barrage of vicious slaps and scratches.
Miranda was now tear streaked and beaten as the bell finally sounded, giving Dominique the decisive victory. The blonde immediately stood up and thrust her arms triumphantly in the air as the crowd cheered and Miranda slunk toward the ropes to slip out of the ring in defeat and humiliation.
The End
