Champion to Champion: Mary Vs RoseBars that seem in the middle of nowhere can be some of the most unique. One such bar known as Nick's had a lot of desert around it, with about half an hour's drive away and a small town not further away. Nick's wasn't exactly somewhere to go if you were the shy retiring type. With the smell of whiskey and beer soaked into the floor boards. The bar itself had seen better days with old tables and stools. What people came for though was the fact the police didn't exactly enjoy coming to the place, so there was a lot more freedom here. Which led to a few bar legends growing from the fights that would happen there.
One person who stood out was Mary. The blonde was forty three years old, proud of her tattoos and proud of her unbeaten record in the topless bare Knuckle fighting that happened at weekends with other women. She was the champion of the bar, though of course there wasn't exactly a crown or title belt for her to wear.
It was 6pm and Mary stood at the bar having a drink of her favourite beer. She wore a black t-shirt, blue jeans and black boots as she spoke to a few of the regulars, smiling as while in a fight she was a nasty piece of work, mostly she was nice enough if you didn't piss her off.
The noise of a car pulling up outside caught the attention of a few patrons. They didn't know why they instinctively looked up but they seemed to know something was going to happen. Moments later in came a dirty blonde haired woman that made Mary turn around and take a drink of her beer with a firm grip on the glass.
This woman was named Rose. She was also proud of her tattoos and like Mary she was a lesbian. The twenty six year old looked around the bar, with her eyes quickly catching onto Mary with a glare. You could cut the tension in the air as she walked up to the bar to order a pint of beer. She wore a black blouse, black skirt and black boots.
Mary turned to face the owner Mick as this newcomer got her drink. A few moments the two women stood side by side only inches away, they could smell each others scent and felt their nipples slowly hardening as if they sensed a fellow alpha in the wild.
"So you are the famed Mary I take it" said Rose before she took a drink from her glass. Both kept facing forwards as Mary wondered who this woman was. Taking a breath to hide her annoyance at this woman not introducing herself.
"Yes I am. Who might you be?" Replies Mary. Rose gritted her teeth as she stares at a cracked mirror behind Mick. She hoped Mary would know who she is but clearly she didn't. With Rose answering "name is Rose. I am the champion in Delia's bar a few miles from here." It clicked for Mary quickly as she said "Ahhh." Both drunk for a moment in silence.
The other patrons looked over sensing the tension between them. Mary turned to Rose and asked "you've come to fight me on my own patch. That's bold of you" making Mary grin as deep down she liked the mox of this younger woman. Rose didn't smile as she turned to face the local champion.
"I've beaten all the bitches at my bar. Was told about you and how you were the toughest around. I wanna take your head off quite frankly" replied Rose as she edges closer to Mary after placing her drink onto the bar. Mary edges closer too after placing her drink down.
Mick interjected "ladies if you wanna fight then save it for tomorrow night. A clash of champions like yourselves deserves a bumper crowd. I suggest you save it for midnight when we can get a crowd in here, winner take all I assume?" His heart was racing as he saw Rose wasn't some push over. His cock also was at full mast even as he knew neither was going to fuck him.
Rose replied "sure I can wait. I am staying in the motel. I would love people seeing me wipe the floor with you Mary. Show your legend is worth shit." Making Mary hiss as she bumped into Rose. Both pressed their foreheads together as both were the same height at 5'8. Rose was a little heavier standing 143lbs to Mary's 141lbs.
"I'll fucking beat you bloody and kick you back to that cheap shit hole you drink at" snarled Mary as Mick nudged both women apart to try to cool things off. Both had their fists clenched ready to fight now but they both nodded that the time wasn't now. Instead they knew Mick would collect money off the patrons and the winner would get all the money, loser would go home with a bruised ego along with whatever damaged they suffered.
Rose drunk the half that was left in her glass and left the bar. Mary scowled as she watched her go, part of her wanted to walk outside and tell Rose to put up her fists then and there to settle things. Instead she sat with a cold fury in her expression as she drunk the rest of her drink before heading off home.
Both women slept nude that night as it was a boiling hot. They also felt hot down below thinking of the fight. These weren't exactly Queensbury rules type affairs, while it was fist fighting, nobody would exactly step in with kicks were landed, hair pulling or they ended up fighting on the ground, it was simply mono on mono till someone was out cold or they surrendered. Which point the winner was usually dragged off the loser as it wasn't uncommon for the winner to just keep beating the loser.
Through the night both rubbed their pussy thinking of the fight. They had measured each other up and while they had a level of respect, they also could see themselves beating the other bloody. Beating them down till the other woman simply couldn't stand. They'd stand over the loser with arms in the air, a little blood on them looking like a titan of the bar. That drove them to orgasm hard as they panted hard in bed. Both telling themselves they couldn't wait.
Mick had rung around the regular patrons of the bar about the challenge. Of course Mary was the favourite to emerge the winner being her home turf. Some wanted Rose to win after either their run ins with Mary in these fights or those who Mary had told unceremoniously to go fuck themselves when they bothered her.
The bar was buzzing as Mary came in wearing a white vest with black jeans and heels. She was handed a whiskey by Mick as was ceremony for these fights. Both fighters would have a strong drink before the contest to hopefully make it last longer. Mary spoke to some of her friends, scowled at some of the women she'd beaten and tried to relax herself for what was to come.
In came Rose wearing a black tank top, leopard print skirt and black heels. She took the drink and drunk it in one go. Rose had a few friends with her from her bar, Mick made sure to tell them not to cause trouble. They nodded but the tension wasn't just between the women now.
"Right ladies with you get yourselves prepared please" said Mick. Both fighters nodded and they begun to strip down, handing their clothes to their friends till both were down to their thongs, Mary in a black lace number, Rose in a leopard print one as both now could see the other woman was toned and for their drinking, they both looked in good shape.
Mick then waved the two fighters to the center of the bar where tables had been moved, a large circle of people crowded around them as Mary stood to the right side of the bar, Rose to the left. Mick said "ladies you're here to fight, no killing each other but winner takes all, including title of Champion. Fists up and fight!"
The roar of the crowd echoed in the bar as both women circled. Eyes locked as they felt a natural hatred for each other. Nipples hardened and they felt their juices start to flow already. Showing respect early on as they threw jabs to get the range. A loud cheer rung out when both stepped in and landed a straight to the other face to knock their heads backwards.
"cxnt.." hissed Rose before she stepped back in to land a short left across the cheek of her opponent. Rose looked to be the aggressor till she took an uppercut to her right tit to shake it around and make her cry out. That distraction allowed Mary to land a right cross into her face to get a roar from her supporters.
Back and forth went the action in the first two minutes. Mary would whack back Rose before she ate a straight on her forehead, followed by a left hook to her cheek to back her off. Both were already showing marks on their cheeks as they snarled at each other to bring it on. Tempers flaring as they felt a pure rage toward their rival.
A jab catch Mary coming in on her nose to stop her for a moment. That moment allowed Rose to land a right near her temple to make Mary shut her eyes and stumble two steps to the right. Rose pushed Mary into the bar, Mary's right side hitting into it with a thud as she cried out.
Showing no mercy, Rose whacked in several kidney shots as she used her left forearm to pin Mary against the bar. Mary crying out with each clean shot as her eyes shut. She grits her teeth as Rose screams "come on then! I thought you were this legend!" Spitting as she yelled.
Getting the forearm out her face, Mary swung a right that smacked Rose near her left eye to make the younger woman back off. Mary's friends breathed a sigh of relief, even as they could see the red marks on the back of their champion. Mary smacked Rose back a step with a follow up jab on her nose. First blood to Mary as a cut was opened on the bridge of Rose's nose.
It was Roses turn to be on the defensive as Mary now pressed her backwards, body taking the brunt of the blows as Mary was trying to wear out her foe. Rose pushed at the head of Mary to create some space. Both swinging in hooks with cracks of knuckles on flesh ringing out. Sweat was flying off with a little blood as Mary now had a cut to her bottom lip.
Ending up clinched up; both felt the others nipples fence their own, pussies wet grinding as they tried to trip each other up. Yells of "come on Mary! Break that cxnt!" Along with "Get that old bitch! She can't handle you Rose!" Rung out. Neither would say it right now but they could see why the other was a champion in the bar. They could feel the others power, they'd seen the others toughness so far to take several hard hits and come back.
Mary grabbed the hair of Rose in her left hand and headbutted her. It didn't land as cleanly as she hoped, still she saw Rose stumble back three steps with her eyes shut, along with a cry of pain ring out as her bottom lip was busted now.
The local champion now forced the issue, Rose found herself knocked through the crowd as it parted. She ended up on a table after a right hook caught her flush and her fans thought that maybe this was going to be how she suffered her first loss as blood dripped onto her tits.
"Fucking batter her Mary!" Was screamed by a young woman in the crowd. Mary looked to keep the heat on her foe but Rose showed her resilience to kick upwards, catching Mary in her face to make the older woman stumble onto her backside with blood now flowing from her nostrils. Some worried she'd broken her nose as Mary had a few tears running down her cheeks.
Neither could do much though, for the first real time in their fighting careers they had to take a moment to take a breath and check themselves over. They'd both had brutal contests but this was truly nasty. Both glared at each other as Rose sat up on the table and Mary had gotten to her knees.
"Fucking... Get up... You old cxnt.." said Rose before she spat blood at the feet of Mary. The older woman pushed to her feet as both were cheered on. They charged each other and Mary tackled Rose to the hard floor with a wet slap heard before Rose yelp out, worried she'd badly hurt her bad as pain shot through it.
Mary showed no mercy to punch Rose across her face, Rose felt her left eye swelling as she felt the room spin for a moment. The locals roared their champion on as she battered the out of towner. Rose wondered if this was it, was this legend going to be the one to end her streak.
Pulling something up from deep inside herself, Rose fought back with a dirty tactic. Reaching for the eyes of Mary. Who didn't react in time to grab the arms of her foe, Mary howled like a wounded animal as she felt thumbs poke at her eyes. She fell backwards kicking out at Rose as some people booed but this is a glorified street fight.
Rose couldn't exactly react quickly herself as she felt her swollen eye and winced. Getting up to her feet as Mary tried to use the bar to get to her feet. Rose pushed her tits first against it and landed a few right knees into the back of Mary's thighs and bum. Mary tried pushing off the bar, soon enough she had a hand in her hand pulling her off it and sending her to her back as Rose looked crazed as she caught at second wind.
Kicking at Mary's tits, causing some bruises to form on them, Rose snarled "fucking quit you cxnt.." but Mary wouldn't submit. She tried getting up, problem was Rose would kick her back down. Splashes of blood stained the floor boards as this was a war.
Mary was panting hard as her ribs were killing her. Rose mounted her and started landing hammer blows to her face. Mary's brain was screaming "fight!" Repeatedly to her. The mind was willing but the body wasn't as she just lay there. Some of her friends stood stoic as others shed a tear.
"That's enough!" Yelled Mick as he stepped in. Mary was knocked out cold with blood running down her face to the floor, eyes shut and her head tilted to the right. Rose was dragged off her as she spat at her beaten rival. Men couldn't believe how cruel both had been. Some of the crowd accused Rose of being a cheat going for Mary's eyes. Others said that Rose was simply too much for the older woman.
Rose was taken to one end of the bar to cool off and be patched up. A sponge and a bucket of water taken to her side by one of the barmaids. Rose sat on a stool relieved inside to have won. She didn't like having to go for Mary's eyes, still she had proven she was the tougher bitch.
While Mary was brought around by Mick. She was helped up and over to a stool after a check. Her nose was bleeding badly as it was broken. Her right eye had been shut in the beating. Mary fought back tears as this was her patch. To lose to Rose was heartbreaking. Especially as she could hear rumours of some saying she was past it.
Mick went over to Rose to hand her the winners purse. Rose took it but stormed over to Mary. Some people hoping they'd keep on fighting, others wanting to step in to stop any afters. Mick himself told Rose to leave it as she stared hard at Mary. Who gingerly stood up and showed she wasn't afraid of the woman who handed her the first loss of her life.
Instead Rose held out her right hand to show Mary respect. Mary looked at it and grabbed it, they pulled each other closer as while they respected each other, the tension wasn't gone. Rose hissing "you tough old cxnt..." Which made Mary respond "I'll fucking get you back darling." Both pushed the hand away before retreating to their corners.
Mary sat back down as Mick told her he was going to take her to the hospital for her nose. While Rose gingerly got dressed. The fighters still gave each other a hard stare throughout, both felt their thongs drenched with more then sweat, they were turned on fighting each other, that jeopardy of losing had never felt so powerful till this contest.
Mary watched Rose leave and get driven off to the motel. While she was helped by a barmaid to get into her clothes. Mick thanked the barmaid and helped Mary out the door into his car. He'd clean the bar up the next morning, all he cared about was Mary's health as she had tissue paper up her nose and an ice pack in a towel placed on it.
Mick between making sure Mary was alright considering. He was a little stunned when he heard her say "give me a few months and we are going on a road trip." He knew what she meant and while he did wonder how smart that was, he knew he wouldn't be able to talk her out of wanting another go at Rose someday.
