((Hey all, this is my first venture into public posting of my stories. I hope you like them. I’ve always been a huge fan of stuff like Double Trouble Productions, Hit the Mat, Ladyfist, and that kind of stuff. Catfights, semi-pro and pro are my fav, less rules the better! So I thought I’d try and recreate that through stories, an ongoing series in fact. This here is a taste, a sample of the kind of stuff I want to work on. Some will be much lewder, others could be mixed fights, etc. Lots to come, I hope you like it!
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The cameras were running and the stage was set, quiet, intimate and personal. Carnal Clash had built this basement fighting ring for those looking for a fight that was more personal, no crowd or anything (even if it was still recorded to be sold obviously). But there was another niche for it, some people loved to watch and hear without the roar of the crowd, every smack, groan and cry as two gorgeous babes go at it. Added bonus, or flaw, there’s no ref involved. This meant the match went until the winner was undisputed. And how do you win? Knockout or a very clear submission.
Stepping out first was none other than arguably the more intimidating of the Carnal Clash’s women, Emma. The statuesque blonde smirked as she got into the ring wearing a skimpy black one-piece swimsuit that seemed to hug her body much like a second skin. Practical, yet sexy. As Emma stretched the thin fabric of her outfit could show her hard nipples, a sign that said just how excited she was to get her mitts on someone, anyone at this point. While not necessarily the baddest girl of Carnal Clash, Emma had quite the reputation as a mean bitch from hell when she wanted to be.
As Emma bounced on her heels she heard footsteps of her opponent, and that little smirk turned from eager to downright devilish as Bianca made her way down to the ring. Clad in a black bikini top and matching thing the brunette looked absolutely incredible. Though Bianca was soon scowling as Karrie laughed. “What’s so funny?” Growled Bianca, stopping just outside the ring.
Emma scoffed and tossed her hair back over a shoulder with one hand. “What’s funny? You. Your cute little outfit, your big fake tits, oh god it’s not even my birthday!” Laughed the blonde as she stretched in her corner. “But seriously, you’re wearing that? THAT? You’re supposed to be here to fight, not give me a fucking lap dance!” Of course Bianca scowled and muttered something under her breath, this cold look from Emma who decided waiting for the bell was overrated. As soon as Bianca straddled the middle rope to step into the ring Emma gave the middle rope a hard yank up, this of course had the firm rope tug right up against Bianca’s crotch! The brunette let out a whine and stumbled into the ring, cupping her crotch, muttering a string of cusses...and wide open. Taking Bianca by the hair Emma slammed her knee into the woman’s stomach, skin making a solid smack each time against that flat tummy followed by groans of pain from Bianca. Emma shoved the brunette into the corner and slung her arms over the ropes, keeping her stunned with a slap across the face. “Dumb fucking slut.” Laughed Emma, taking aim before sending a loud, stinging chop across Bianca’s more-than-ample bosom. Emma’s hand hit hard, those big breasts jiggling as her palm squashed one tit in particular with a nasty chop.
“AIIIEEEE!!” Cried Bianca clutching her breasts and and staggering from the corner. Of course the cold bitch herself stalked Bianca, Emma shaking her head in disappointment as she took a handful of her opponent’s hair and flipped her onto her back with a hair whip. Bianca groaned on her back as Emma dropped to her knees, pulling the brunettes arms over her head and sitting on them, looming over Bianca with a grin. “Nnngh...get off of me you psycho!” Shouted the brunette bimbo, squirming with her arms over her head and under Emma’s perfect ass.
“So you came here to do what, exactly? Smother me to passing out with these big titties?” Mocked Emma, slapping Bianca’s tits hard with each hand like a cat playing with a toy. “You’re a piece of shit and I’m gonna give you one chance to walk out of this ring or else I’m going to seriously kick your ass and humiliate you. You two-bit pornstar wannabe.” Emma ends it with a hard punch to Bianca’s stomach that forces a long groan from the girl, the sound of her first smacking the brunette’s stomach almost as loud as the groan that followed. Emma then stood up and nudged Bianca with a foot across the face to get up and go. Emma’s foot smears across the bimbo’s face and gives her ass a kick when Bianca gets to all fours. Breathing slowly Bianca holds up her hands in submission in front of her, sitting on her knees as Emma rolls her eyes and waves off the girl. Slowly Bianca rose to her feet but as soon as Emma’s eyes were off her, however, the brunette placed her hands on Emma’s shoulders and drove her knee into the blonde’s crotch as hard as possible. “FUUUCCCK!” Screamed Emma as she stumbled against the ropes.
“You wanna shit talk me? Let’s see how big your smiling when you get your ass kicked by this two-bit pornstar wannabe!” Barked the brunette, firing a few hard punches to Emma’s stomach followed by a nasty right hook that forced the blonde to stumble from the ropes to the corner. Bianca came in nice and close, stepping up on the ring’s bottom ropes so her big, soft tits could smush against Emma’s face. The blonde squirmed as she was being smothered by Bianca’s tits as the brunette laughed and held close. Being pushed away Bianca was now the one smirking, slapping Emma as the blonde coughed and gasped for air. “Big talk you dumb cxnt, I’m gonna ruin you so everyone knows you’re as ugly on the outside as you are on the inside!” With that she took a handful of Emma’s hair, slamming her fist into the blonde’s face once, twice, three times, four times...again and again until Emma’s lip was busted open and she was on her knees once more and punch drunk. Bianca behind Emma and reached around to grab each of Emma’s smaller tits through her one-piece swimsuit and squeeze hard, forcing cries of pain from the blonde. One hand clawing at the screaming blondes tit, nails digging into Emma’s tender tit-flesh while the other grabbed Emma's crotch. Emma’s eyes went wide as her suit was tugged up, giving her pussy a painful wedgie as Bianca slid her hand under the blonde’s swimsuit to grab her nipple and twist. All this pain had Emma howling in agony, squirming on her knees, chest out and mouth agape as Bianca had control. Finally seeing a chance to take out this blonde bitch Bianca released Emma’s tit to sling her arm around her opponent’s throat for a sleeperhold.
Emma gurgles as the air is cut from her by Bianca’s choke, squirming and struggling to free herself. Elbows fired back at Bianca’s body, slamming into her ribs and tit repeatedly until she was forced to release her blonde opponent and move back holding her breast. Emma, however, was coughing and wheezing, one hand soothing her tit and the other rubbing her pussy from that painful crotch claw, rolling onto her back with a groan.
“Where’s all that big talk now, huh? That’s right you arrogant cow. And I’m not even close to being done!” Shouted Bianca as she got up, rubbing her tit from that sharp elbow to walk up and stomp hard on Emma’s stomach a few times, bringing out loud “OOOUUFF”s from the woman before grinding her heel on the breast she didn’t assault earlier. “Listen, how about this. I’m gonna beat your ass till you cry, then I’ll take a selfie with your sobbing face before I knock your bitch ass out cold. How’s that s-WOOOP!” Bianca didn’t get to finish her trash talk as Emma grabbed the woman’s foot and pulled, tripping her and sending the brunette to the mat on her back!
Before Bianca could try to figure out what just happened Emma was atop of her, fingers entangled in the brunette’s hair and rolling around on the mat with her. Slapping, scratching, spitting, it was a full blown catfight! One moment Emma was on top, slapping the hell out of Bianca, the brunette on top a moment later. It was full blown anarchy with no ref, no rules, and nobody to stop it. Though that happened naturally soon enough as Bianca managed to roll them over once more and take Emma’s wrists in her hands, pinning them to the mat. On her knees Bianca snarled down at Emma...before letting out a shattering scream as Emma’s knee wailed her right between the legs! The shot was so hard Bianca swore her pelvis was going to ache tomorrow, and certainly hard enough to stun Bianca which led her to being rolled over and Emma able to straddle her foe. Emma made sure to pin the woman’s arms under those long, strong legs of her’s. The blonde scowled down at Bianca from atop woman, even as Bianca squirmed it was clear the blonde wasn’t budging, Bianca lacked the upper body strength. Without a word Emma took a handful of each of Bianca’s tits and squeezed, forcing a scream of pain from her buxom foe. Nails dug into her soft skin as Emma’s hands crushed Bianca’s prized melons, and the poor girl couldn’t do anything to fight back! Emma released Bianca’s aching breasts and took her time now, slowly pulling off her opponent’s bikini top, soon enough yanking to tear it clean from the brunette’s body, revealing those arguably perfect breasts.
Emma was enjoying as could be seen by the grin on her face as she looked down at the hapless brunette. There was no trash talking, oh no, Emma was going to use actions now, not words. Reaching back she grabbed the girl’s thong and yanked hard, giving Bianca a painful wedgie and pulling it up against her already sore pussy as well as her ass. Bianca’s screams finally die down as Emma released her thong, only to drive her body back down from its arched position with a wicked punch to Bianca’s tight tummy, driving air from the woman’s lungs. With a sick grin Emma took hold of those bare tits once more, taking a nipple between her index finger and thumb, twisting them and forcing a new volume of shriek from Bianca as the brunette was tortured. The poor girl’s nipples were tugged and twisted, yanked and pulled each and every way. Emma would, however, always let Bianca’s tits go to give a sense of safety only to resume. This time she drove both fists into her foe’s tits, squishing them and grinding her knuckles as the bimbo cried out in agony, feeling like Emma’s knuckles were going to drill their way to her ribs at this rate! “So, you give up yet?” Asked Emma, finally breaking her rage-filled silence and easing off the assault. Of course she punctuated her question with a fierce slap across Bianca’s face to emphasize her control.
“F..fffuck you...” Bianca practically sobbed, her breasts in such tremendous pain but she refused to give up. Emma, however, just grinned.
“Good answer.”
With that Emma moved up further and turned around to make sure she grabbed onto Bianca’s wrists before settling down to sit on the woman’s face. Emma wiggled her ass and let out a soft sound. “Mm...just where you belong.” She purred, thighs clenching and suffocating her opponent under her crotch and ass! “If I was in a better mood I’d make you eat me, but honestly I just want to see you suffer, my pussy is too good for the likes of you.” Emma chuckled as Bianca squirmed, her moans and cries of fear and frustration were muffled by the blonde’s ass while air was becoming scarcer and scarcer. It wasn’t long until Bianca’s hands dropped and her thrashing nearly ceased, the sign Emma was looking for.
The blonde got up off the semi-conscious brunette and rolled Bianca over, grabbing the girl’s discarded bikini top and using it to bind her arms behind her back. Emma smirked, her foe now barely conscious and bound, tears messing up Bianca’s makeup and her body glistening with sweat. It was perfect. Next Emma took a moment to go get her phone from ringside and come back as Bianca was starting to stir. Unfortunately the brunette was still out of it enough to have her thong peeled off and sat the girl up just enough for Emma to take a selfie. “There we go, now everyone in Carnal Clash will know just how big of a useless cxnt you are.” Emma said with a smile, kissing Bianca on the cheek before using the girl’s own thong to start strangling her! Bianca’s eyes went wide, mouth open as she struggled for air. Soon those eyes rolled back as drool trickled from her lips, falling unconscious.
Emma then shoved the panties into Bianca’s mouth and let her fall to the mat so she could stand triumphant for all the cameras, flexing over her unconscious opponent’s prone body. Then, with a wider smirk she gave one last stomp to Bianca’s tits and left the ring. The last image we fade out on is Bianca, bound and gagged in the middle of the ring.
