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General Category => Chat Fight Logs And Message Board Fights => Message Board Fights => Topic started by: Serena77 on October 08, 2020, 12:28:43 AM
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Hi folks! Lizzie and me are going to put up a nice show! Take your seat on the tribune and enjoy it!
The fight happens in a secret fightclub, hosted by a society of rich men and women. Once in a month they organize a fight for their amusement. Each member can train a female fighter and bring her to the arena when ready. Fighters are also sex slaves of the owner. The show happens in a small arena with mats on the floor and on the walls. Onlookers are sitting on a tribune, the 2 owners in the first row. The other members can bet on the result and cheer for their favorite. The fight is a nhb, there is no ref, no resting time, no time limits. No weapons allowed. Punches, kicks, slamming moves, submission holds are legal. The fighters come to the arena collared and leashed, driven by the owners, wearing a thong only. Then leashes are removed and the show begins. A leash is fixed on a wall to be used by the winner. To win the fight a woman has to force a clear submission by her opponent. In case of KO, the conscious fighter is allowed to take advantage applying a submission hold before the ko'ed one is revived. Then the winner takes off the thong of her rival, attaches the leash to the loser's collar and leads her in a walk of shame. When they get in front of the tribune, the winner delivers the loser's thong to her owner. The loser is now property of the winner's owner and he can decide her fate: he can order the winner to kill the loser, he can take loser as his slave, or he can give her to the winner as slave.
Lizzie and me are selected to fight each other in this kinky fight. Who will be the winner? FCF members are allowed to roleplay as the onlookers cheering to us and betting about the outcome! We are ready to start!
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Thank you Serena for the idea and for such a lovely set up x
"Is Lizzie ready?" a question that makes me open my eyes in suprise, they had been closed as my lips worked back and forth along His stiff cock, my tongue playfully flicking across the tip. I don't stop the blowjob but I look up at him, my eyes portals for my confusion, He's on the phone, and his smiles getting broader as he listens to the other side. I try hard to make Him gasp, to make Him utter a sound of physical weakness into the receiver, but he just grins. I for my part can't move, my ankles are wrapped in clingfilm and my hands behind my back shackled tight to the collar around my neck on a short leash. I've been bad.
"I reckon you'll do just fine." He says to my wide eyed look and into the phone says "Your on, over at the club about 6ish, you bring your bitch." He finishes the call and leans back eyes closed, I move my attention to His balls, sucking them stroking the sack with my tongue tip. Minutes pass in silence and He grunts, a short sound followed by the feeling of His hot semen filling my mouth, my instinct is to gag, to spit the slimey mess out, but that would have repercussions, I swallow like a Good Girl. He goes flaccid in my mouth and sighs, almost I think He's drifting off to sleep but then he speaks. "There's a challenge my little pet, later today I'll take you for a Meeting won't that be fun?" He smiles and I grin back, knowing what he means, a fight, a chance for me to prove I'm the best.
"You'll be fighting under no rules, but I'm sure you'll manage. You like to bite don't you bitch?" He asks and i grin at Him showing my sharp white teeth. With a smile He shoves me backwards onto the floor and reaches down into my mound, fingers shoving between my lips to pump gently up and down, finger fucking me as I lie helpless, He gets faster, and just as I approach satisfaction He stops. "I want you very hungry for tonight, very hungry indeed..."
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Great idea girls!
I'll secure a good spot and place my bet.
Good luck you two!
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I come to the arena as someone is declaring my name and stats: "On that side we have Serena. She is 5'7" tall and 130lbs. She is a skilled and experienced fighter in boxing, kickboxing and wrestling. She is not a newcomer in NHB too. She won a lot of fights in her career and tonight she is in this arena to force her opponent to submit. Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen". My owner leads me by the leash as the onlookers are clapping their hands. I can literally feel their eyes on me. They are examining my body to decide if they can bet on me. My fit body is in total display as I'm wearing a red thong only with the collar and leash of the same color. My dark hair are loose and draped on my shoulders. My gaze is looking for my opponent because I'm eager to start the fight. My owner leads me to is seat in the front row and smiles to me. "Do your duty and break her, my slave! Make me proud of you!" He says and slaps my ass. I smile back to him: "I'll do it, Master!"
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I'd tell you where the club was, if I knew. But I've never seen it, not the outside of it anyway I always arrive hooded and in the trunk of His car. The car pulls up into an underground carpark, and stops, and I hear the door go and His steps as He walks away, if I've been bad He leaves me in their all night.
But not tonight, tonight I am to please Him, tonight I am to win in a fight, I don't know what kind yet, but it will involve hurting or even killing another slut, the thought makes my nipples harden against the rough carpet on the floor of the trunk. His steps come back and another mans, and I feel the trunk opened, cold air on my naked skin. Together they lift me out still hooded and walk/carry me through into the club proper, to a waiting booth.
My hood is removed and I immediately whirl my head around looking for an opponent, sometimes they do that, put two together, and remove their hoods to see who has the fast reactions. But not this time. I'm under the table in a booth, leashed to the bottom of the table by 2' of chain to my collar. The place smells of sex, musky semen and the sweat and juices of scores of girls, there must be a 100 men in here tonight and almost that many girls, most are hooded, their hands padded to stop accidental injuries. Hissing and snarling drown out the bass rhythm of music.. Its tiered, the booths rising up from the circular 'arena' with its padded floor and walls.
I've watched fights here before, many of the owners bring girls to watch fights, it gets them excited, gets them used to the sound and the noise of 100 men baying for blood and a 100 sluts screaming and hissing with bloodlust. He stands up and unshackles me, taking my leash he leads me down towards the pit. The announcer greets us: "On this side we have her opponent, Lizzie, standing 5'6" and weighing 140lbs. A regular here, Lizzie is an untrained primal fury. This will be an interesting clash; training versus natural killer instinct"
My thong is black as is my studded leather fighting collar, hands brush me, feeling muscle tone before I'm pushed into the ring. "Tear her a new cxnt Lizzie" my Owner whispers in my ear before retreating to a seat with a great view.
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Finally I can see my opponent! I never saw her before, but now I have to break her body and her will in front of a bunch of strangers. But I don't care of them! I'm staring at Lizzie and my eyes are inspecting her body looking for strong and weak points. She is wearing a collar and a thong only, just like me, so nothing is hidden. I immediately understand that she is dangerous! She is a bit smaller than me and a bit heavier (perhaps even chubby imo :P) but it's not her body that sparks my interest. Her eyes have a special light! I can see something wild into them! She has a savage determination that makes her a worth opponent! Her gaze is talking to me saying loud and clearly: "No mercy!" That's good! I defeated a lot of women in the past: some of them did last a few minutes only, some others submitted after an hard fight. I had no mercy for any of them anyway! Forcing another woman to submit to me is what I like the most and tonight I'm going to do it once more. I smirk to Lizzie and nod like to mean: "I understand you! We belong to the same species!" Then I take some steps to the centre of the pit. The man who introduced us is speaking again: "You both know the rules, ladies! One of you will put that leash to her rival's collar!" and points his finger to a leash attached to the opposite wall "The other one will be completely disgraced! We are ready to start, ladies and gentlemen! The fight is on!" They ring a bell and I'm more than ready to destroy Lizzie!
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I take a seat and watch the pit and look both fighters over before I place my bet and get ready to watch the action and hope I bet on the right fighter
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The crowd expect a mad rush fro me, a charge and a leap, a leopardess pouncing on a gazelle.
But I circle you carefully, moving always to my left, hunched in a semi crouch my hands up defensively.
I don't watch your eyes, eyes can lie, I know mine can. Instead i watch your throat, and your breathing, looking for that deep breath that signifies something explosive is about to happen.
My fingers clench and un-clench ready to strike or grapple at a moments notice. I step up the pace, moving inwards as i circle, closing on you.
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I see you moving carefully and I do the same, moving to my left in a circle too. This approach to the fight confirms my idea about you: a skilled dangerous fighter. The kind of woman I like to tame and defeat. The crowd was cheering loud when the bell did ring, but now there is almost a total silence into the little arena. It looks like the time flowing had a stop. They are all keeping their breath and staring at us. Moving slowly in a defensive stance, almost nude bodies tensed up and ready to attack, we are getting closer and closer. I smirk to you: "Come on, bitch! Get closer and take what you deserve! You will be a nice view leashed and crawling beside me! If you submit now, you can avoid some pain!"...................
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I ignore your words, my lips drawn back in a savage snarl, eyes narrowed.
I lunge forward, my left fist coming up from waist height towards your face to distract you, my head ducking, chin on chest as I come in.
My right hand grabbing for the back of your left knee as my shoulder comes forward and tries to take you beneath your tits.
The crowd start cheering at the first tangle of the match.
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My taunting words were effective! You waste no time further to make the first move. Your feint is clear to me, but your attack is so fast that I can't avoid your knee grabbing. As your left fist swishes loosely beside my head and your right grabs my left knee, I hop back on the other foot to get in an oblique position and try to minimize the impact of your shoulder. In the same time, my left arm gets an hold around your neck. I clench my right fist and I throw a close uppercut, trying to connect with your face or chin.
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Mmmmmm fists. I’ll put my money on first blood to Serena.
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As the arm slips around my neck I know I've got a problem. I bring my left arm back and close to my face, as the uppercut comes in I push out with my arm taking the blow on my forearm. My right hand behind your left knee, I release and quickly claw my fingers, digging them into the soft skin behind the knee and ripping them horizontally, inwards to outwards...
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"Fuck! She is fast!" This is what I say in my mind when my fist slams against your forearm. The counterattack follows immediately as I feel pain behind my left knee. I let out a brief yell, but you will need much more than some scratches to hurt me. Keeping you in position with my left arm around your neck, I lift my right knee and I try to slam it to your lower abdomen as hard as I can. If I'm lucky, it would connect to your crotch................
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I clap as the first exchange of the match happens and groan and cheer as things happen for the fighter I picked
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I bring my hand back ready to rake the soft flesh behind the knee, when the blow hammers up into me, a knee explodes into my pelvic bone, the hard patella crushing my clit up into my bone. I gasp in pain, limp for a moment as screaming nerve cells overload muscle control.
I fight a wave of shock and nausea, knowing I've got to break this before you break me.
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Hi folks! Don't worry about the lack of action! We didn't give up!
Lizzie is not on line for some days, but the fight will go on as soon as possible! Stay tuned!
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Hi folks! Don't worry about the lack of action! We didn't give up!
Lizzie is not on line for some days, but the fight will go on as soon as possible! Stay tuned!
Sounds good. In the meantime maybe will play with your leash!
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Hi folks! Don't worry about the lack of action! We didn't give up!
Lizzie is not on line for some days, but the fight will go on as soon as possible! Stay tuned!
Sounds good. In the meantime maybe will play with your leash!
Try it, if you dare!
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You are like a clown to us. Someone to amuse us until she gets back *gigglezs
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When my knee slams btw your legs I know I did some damage............and the onlookers realized it too, as they erupt in cheers to underline the first hard blow of the fight..........I can hear my owner yelling: "YEEESSS! Well done! Hit that bitch again! Finish her!"..........I smirk as I realize you are immobilized by the pain and I can take advantage...........I grab an handful of your hair with my left and I roughly pull your head up by them...........then I clench my right fist and I quickly slam it to your left breast........then I take aim as I keep your head in position and I unleash an uppercut directed to your chin...............
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Serena ...
Hey great seeing your SEXY SELF, still active here!!
Just show you know. YOU lovely lady. Have been, and always will be welcome in my poll fights.
Have Halloween, costumed catfight poll, sign up going on now.
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Punch after punch pounds into me, my breast is hammered upwards by the blow, and then one smacks my jaw, blood trickles from my mouth, my lip is cut inside my mouth.. Things are looking grim and if you keep hold of me like this then the fight is going to be short indeed. Rocking on my feet, my hands come up to rest on your shoulders, keeping me from falling....especially as my left knee explodes upwards for your mound, returning the favour of the earlier low blow..
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As my uppercut hits your chin and your head snaps back, the crowd roars and I grin in satisfaction............I know my fists can hurt and break down any opponent.........you wobble on your legs and put your hands on my shoulders to avoid falling back..........I smile to my owner as I hear him laughing and saying "the bitch is done yet"............but suddenly a sharp wave of pain explodes btw my legs as your knee hits hard..........."AAAAWWWW" I let out a loud scream, as I lose the hold on your hair and I step back, bending a bit forward and instinctively putting both my hands on my aching crotch...........I can hear the onlookers roaring in surprise...........
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"Surprise Bitch!" I hiss, still trying to shake the cotton wool out of my head put there by the swift punches.
My hands on your shoulders shift to your hair and jerk your head forwards and downwards, face first towards my up coming knee...
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"You..... cheap.... whore!" I mutter as I try to recover from the pain. Thanks to my experience in fighting, I know exactly what your next move will be.........but being in that position, my hands nursing my aching pussy and you keeping hold of my hair, I can't avoid your knee blow........I manage to save my teeth anyway, by turning my head slightly.........your knee hits my left cheek and my head snaps back, as you lose your grip on my hair..........my body straightens up and I take some steps back, waving my arms to try to keep balance and avoid to fall on my butt........backpedaling I reach the nearest wall and my back slams to the mat that covers it.........I moan and shake my head to get my hair off of my face...............
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"I'm never cheap!" I hiss through gritted teeth, the pain ebbing away like an ugly tide.
Seeing you fall against the wall I try to finish you off, the crowd now screaming at my comeback.
I move swiftly towards you and as I close I bring up my right foot and try to stamp it through your stomach to the padded wall beyond...
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I come into the empty room wearing an elegant but revealing black evening dress, all men turning heads to me as usual. I walk slowly to the first row and I take my seat behind my husband. He kisses me and he says smiling: "You are late, darling. As usual!" I smile back: "Important people always arrive late!" He knows the real reason is another one. The pleasure I feel parading in front of a lot of aroused men is exceeded by one thing only: attending to a fight like this! Two almost naked women fighting without limits! I lick my lips and I call the officer to place my bet. "I bet on the blonde, of course!" I always do it! Apparently tonight the world is rotating to the right direction, with the blonde dominating the brunette! I scream "Come on, sweetheart! You own that bitch! Finish her now!"
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As I get my hair off of my face and I get my head up, I realize I'm in a really bad spot, my back against the wall and my arms open, my body in total display.............the onlookers are screaming loud, some cheering for you, some to advise me..............I can hear my owner yelling: "BEWARE!"........a bit too late unfortunately........I'm still a bit stunned by the knee blow and the impact against the wall, so my movements are slow..........I see you coming and I try to escape but you beat me to the punch........you slam your foot to my guts squashing me to the padded wall.........."OOOOOFFFFF!".........a lot of air leaves my lungs, as I bend forward, my eyes widened, my mouth open in a big O, my hands grabbing your ankle.............
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"Shit!!" I yell as you grab my ankle. I'm in a bad position, but you seem to hurt to take advantage.
What was the name of that trick? Enzuigiri!
I throw myself all in, pushing off on my free foot, using my held ankle as a pivot, I bring my free foot upwards in an arc, aimed for the side of your head...as I do so my body begins to fall downwards, gravity clawing at me as I fall backwards to the pit floor, hoping the blow hits and my trapped foot is freed.
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I exult and get on my feet when Lizzie plunges her foot into Serena's abdomen. I clench my fists and I fire a left-right combo to the air in front of me yelling: "YES! Well done, sister! Now slam the bitch to the ground and trample her!" I sit back down and my hubbie says: "Your fav is winning, apparently!" I smirk and reply: "The brunette bitch is feeling some stomachache right now! You bet on her, didn't you? You always pick the loser!" He frowns and turns his head to the fighting pit.
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It was really a naughty blow! Even a potential "game-ending" one! But my hard training helps me! My abs are solid enough to absorb the most of the stomp, avoiding serious damages to the internal organs.....................I can see the whole crowd standing on their feet, aroused by the sight.............I instinctively grabbed your ankle and now I can take advantage of it.......................when I see what you are going to do, I push your foot forward to try to make you lose balance..............I keep my head flat on the wall so your kick doesn't hit the target.........your foot swishes some centimetres from my face.............I release your ankle so now you have no supports anymore and as you are in midair it's not good to you!................
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The desperate kick misses by inches, but I'm free.
My back hits the mats, my feet resting on yours...suspecting a stomp I throw myself to the left, trying to roll clear of you before you nail me....
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I avoided your kick and I managed to get you down on the floor turning the tables potentially on my favor again..............when you hit the mat I think about stomping your guts in retaliation..........but you roll away so quickly that I judge too risky moving closer to you..........so I take a bit of rest, massaging my aching tummy and taking some deep breath, always staring at you...........I spot a blonde whore among the onlookers clearly supporting you and I stick out my tongue to her.........then I step forward and I get ready to attack you again just when you will try to get on your feet and will be more vulnerable..................
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I scuttle to an opposite wall, and grab the pads dragging myself up.
The crowd are screaming at us to get back to attempted murder, but we are both catching our breath, checking damage so far. I'm doing okay, my jaw is bruised and my clit throbs painfully but over all I'm good.
A deep breath and I see you lurching towards me, your fists up. I raise my hands quickly and slide along the wall, making you turn to face me...
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You manage to get up before I can reach you but you have still your back to the wall...........you move along the wall and I chase after you, ready to hit if I notice an opening................."Are you avoiding me, you bitch? You can't run away for ever! Just come here and take what you deserve!"...........as I taunt you, I feint a step to the left, then suddenly I step back to the right to intercept you, if you fall to the old trick................
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"I avoid you like I avoid treading in shit!" I snarl back. The footwork trick fools me though and I end up cornered by you.
Immediately I go on the offensive, pushing off the wall i go for your face, fingers raking for your face, for your eyes, as our bodies slam together.
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You find yourself cornered and you react exactly like an animal..........as you are"" throwing yourself to me aiming to my face, I can see a savage light in your eyes........"this bitch is dangerous! I have to pay attention!" I think............when you approach me I grab both of your forearms to save my face and I offer no resistance when we collide.........I fall back and I lift my legs putting them btw us, so when my back hits the mat I can use them to " monkey-flipping" you over my body and throw you to the ground backfirst right in the centre of the pit...............
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(Lovely move)
My lunge for you doesn't end, grabbing my wrists and throwing yourself backwards, feet in my stomach for a fulcrum, I am thrown over you and slam to the mats on my back. The impact goes through me like a sledgehammer, the mats saved me from serious damage but the shock knocks the air out of me and leaves me gasping and stunned for a few seconds....
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I roll and I get on all fours as quick as I can.............the crowd is cheering my name, enjoying the well executed wrestling move (they who did bet on me, at least)...........I see you laying on your back and I grin...........I get on my feet and I step towards you..........I have to act fast, before you can recover from the impact to the mats...........I stomp on your chest and then I grab an handful of your hair............I taunt you as I force you on your knees by pulling on the hair: "Did you like your little flight, bitch? Get up now! You have more to suffer tonight!"...................
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I smile and clap along with the people around me as I watch the action and I also let out a quick wolf whistle
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"Nggggggghhhhhh!!!" that hurts! as you stamp down between my tits. I shudder with pain, but before I know it I'm dragged by my hair up to my knees.
I stare glassy eyed as you taunt me, the audience egging you on....I wait...wait for my moment...when you are distracted by the crowd....NOW!
It's an easy attack, a low blow, my fist smashing up from the ground into the camel toe of your thong as hard as I can....
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I thought I was in control but you are not so stunned as you seem...............sharp pain explodes btw my legs when your fist hits hard............"AAAWWW"..........I let out a loud scream and I feel my legs getting wobbly...........the onlookers are cheering even louder and my owner puts an hand over his eyes in distress...........I fall down on my knees in front of you, my hands nursing my aching pussy.............."You........fucking........bitch!"............
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I snarl like a wildcat as you fall to your side clutching yourself.
I don't wait for you to recover, my right hand whips in a backhanded slap to your face, before I grapple you, pushing you back to the mats.
I throw back my head and scream in rage, before lunging down, open mouthed to sink my teeth into your left breast. Biting as hard as I can....
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My head snaps to the opposite side when you slap to my face..........I have no time to think to some countermove and a moment later I found myself sprawled on the mats on my back with you on top...........you act more like a beast than a woman..........I scream loud when you bite to my breast "AAAAAHHHHH"........I have to act quickly if I want to avoid a massacre...........my hands grab both of your ears and twist on them as hard as I can, my legs and hips pushing up to try to force you to fall aside and let me escape................
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I yell in pain as you twist my ears, the yell forcing my jaws wide and releasing your titflesh from my savage bite...
Your body squirms beneath me, I can't keep you down but I can still hurt you and get you off my ears...
I push down on your tits for balance with my left hand..my right clenches and smashes down into your face...
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My countermove worked fortunately...............you are forced to open your mouth and now I can control you by the ears-hold..............or so I believed anyway..........until your fist hits my face hard enough to force me to lose my hold...........we are so near that you can't hit so hard to make big damages, but I can't allow you to go on that way...........my hands let go of your ears and I put them on your chest.............pushing up hard with them and adding a knee blow to your side, I manage to make you fall beside me..........then I roll away to the opposite direction as fast as I can.........I get on my hands and knees and I shake my hair off of my face, as I hope you are not attacking me again before I can completely get up...............
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I roll clear of you until I hit the wall of the pit, then using a foot as leverage against it push myself up onto one foot and a knee, ready to spring if you are close enough.
I grin ferally seeing you on your hands and knees, your hair hanging to the floor. I push myself yo my feet and start moving towards you, treading on the balls of my feet, cautious, expecting you to be playing possum. "What's wrong bitch? feeling a little mauled? I've only just begun to hurt you!"
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I smirk as I get on my feet: "You can speak how much you like, bitch! You'll finish this fight sprawled on your back under my feet!"................. I take some steps forward trying to force you to stay with the wall near behind your back.................I put up a diversion by firing some jabs to the direction of your face, then suddenly I pivot on my left foot and I throw a roundhouse flying right kick (takewondo style)...........if I manage to hit your head and make you fall down, this can be a huge turning point in my favor................
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'The first casualty in battle is the plan'
As you get to your feet and step forward I do as well, preferring the intimacy of a close body to body fight. I know if I give you distance you'll pound me with punches and kicks.
You jab for my face, and I bring my hands up to block it, but still closing.
The crowd are screaming as we clash, and my hands instinctively go for your hair, trying to tug your head from side to side, literally trying to throw you by your hair.
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As you grab my hair, I don't stop my attack.............we are close but I can use my hands and legs properly anyway!.............I throw a left-right combo to your stomach to try to weaken you...........then my hands grab both of your nipples squeezing hard on them............"Let go of my hair, you bitch!" I yell in your face, as I give a sharp twist to your nipples and I throw a knee blow to your lower abdomen.................
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The punches hit hard, but without the sting of a full swing. I gasp as they hit, but the adrenaline is up, pumping through my system.
The hands on my nipples is a pleasant change, nipple clamps a regular plaything, as you pinch and twist them a warm wave of pleasure and pain slides through me. Then the knee hits and I gasp, weakening at the knees and sinking against you. My hands still in your hair but the jerking stops, my head onto your right shoulder, lips kiss skin, and I bite down on shoulder, pressing my face in close to your skin.
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"AAAWWW".............I scream at the feeling of your bite............"You are really a BITCH! You can bite only!"..............I keep the hold on your nipples, squeezing and twisting even harder..............my right knee hits your lower abdomen over and over again, as I try to force you to open your mouth to breath..........."I'm going to take away your tits as a trophy, you worthless whore!".....................
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The knee assaults break me, with a groan, and bloody lips I sink to my knees, your fingers still holding m nipples.
My own hands clutching myself, holding the spot which has been battered...
"Take my tits? you'll bare the scars from me forever" I gasp, between wheezing breaths...
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My knee blows finally did their job...............you fall on your knees right in front of me............the last time we were exactly in this position you hit my pussy, so this time I'm going to avoid the mistake.............I let go of your nipples and I fire a kick directly to your face, as I want you on your back to start a nice stomping session.............."Eat this one, you fucking bitch!"................
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The knee slams into my face and knocks me flat, blood pouring from nose and mouth as I hit the floor stunned
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I lick my lips as I see you falling on your back, the onlookers screaming to me to "kill her now" or to you to "get up and fight".................I'm over you in two quick steps and I start to stomp down with my right foot to your body, aiming to guts and breasts especially.............
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Stomps smash into me undefended, the blow to the head rattled me hard.
Out of the grogginess I start to feel the pain as your foot slams down on me one more time, then another....
My body is wracked with pain but the only way to stop it is to stop you...
As your foot comes down one more time I grab it with both hands and twist it, as I roll away from you, hyper extending the tendons of your leg and groin perhaps, all the time my hands are trying to unscrew your foot from your ankle....
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I look in anger at the fighting arena. My fav is down to the ground and she is taking an hell of a beating! The brunette bitch is destroying her with hard stomps to the whole body. I turn my head to my hubbie. He smiles: "It looks like you are losing your bet, darling!" Just in the same moment, Lizzie revives herself and grabs Serena's foot. I smirk back to hubbie: "Maybe not........."
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I clap and cheer for the excitement in the match as it's good back and forth and I just keep hopeing that my fighter will win as I look around the crowd
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At first I thought about a dogfight!