Shenandoah, known as "Shay" to her friends, drove in the passenger seat of the pick up the 100 miles to the border between her home state of Montana and it's southern border with Wyoming, where the other woman was coming from. The 22 year old Shay had won every fight she had been in over the past few months and as a result, she and Bobby, her boyfriend, had been enjoying quite a bit of extra cash. The young blonde had grown up on the farm, with six brothers and sisters, and had played soccer in high school as well. She was strong and tough and had the thick legs to prove that she had been using them to ride and break horses most of her life. Nothing had been easy and she was better for it. Now she was making money beating the shit out of other women, and somehow, she enjoyed that too.
When the barn came into view, it was far in the distance, but the number of cars there made Shay and Bobby happy, because more spectators meant more money. Shay knew that this would be her toughest fight--the other girl was younger and had only been in four fights compared to Shay's nine, but she had won all of hers as well and was supposedly very tough even though she was only 19.
As they pulled up, they could hear the crowd inside the big structure. The night was setting in and even though the sun had gone down below the horizon, the air was still warm and sticky. Shay's shirt began to stick to her body as she began to sweat. She walked into the barn with Bobby in tow and made her way to the big clear, dirt area in the center with the low boards making a makeshift "ring". There were at least 150 people there. Across the ring, she saw her opponent, a brunette woman who was bigger than she expected, but about her height and weight with much bigger tits. Her name was Casey and she was wearing leggings and a tank top. Shay was wearing a pink crop top that revealed her tattoo and daisy dukes that showed off her powerful legs. She wouldn't be able to use her legs until the third and final round of the fight.
The rules of the fight were simple. First two rounds were a two minutes each. Barefist fight, topless, punches only to the body (pussy and tits were encouraged) and then the third round was what was called the release round--punches and kicks were okay and to anywhere on the body. It was an "I quit" match only. Winner got two thirds of the door and loser got one third, plus a guarantee of 200 dollars each.
The barn was really hot, both women were sweating before the fight even began. They removed their tops and walked to the center of their makeshift ring. Their boyfriends were both in their respective corners. Something competitive flared in Shay as she stood across from the younger woman--they were actually the same height but the girl from Wyoming had much bigger tits than Shay's, which weren't too shabby themselves.
The girls went back to their corners and then the organizer started the timer and shouted for them to begin. The crowd roared as the two women moved towards each other, feeling each other out. Shay's first punch connected perfectly with Casey's left tit and the brunette's face went white and she stumbled back a step. Shay was pleased to see she had hurt the woman.
Another punch from Shay connected well and while Casey winced, she didn't step back, instead, she slammed Shay with a combination that connected with Shay's gut and right tit. Shay winced and despite tightening her abs, the blow rocked her and hurt. She realized that the young woman had a lot of power. The two women then proceeded to stand toe-to-toe and throw defense to the wind, they just began to pound each other with blow after blow as sweat erupted on their bodies making their skin slick and the crowd roared as the two punished each other relentlessly. As much damage as Shay thought she was doing, Casey's punches were brutal and the hardest she had ever taken, it was like taking a gut punch from a horse kick. By the end of the round, the blonde stumbled back to Bobby, almost in tears and sat down trying to catch her breath. Her left tit was swelling from a bruise that was flowering on the surface and her gut and ribs were aching. She was pleased to see her brunette opponent rush back to her corner though and puke over the makeshift wall.
Round 2 started sooner than either woman likely wanted though but the two warriors charged out and met in the middle of the ring. Shay took the first blow this time, a brutal punch to her belly, and it knocked the wind out of her. She fell to her knees and then onto all fours, shaking her head as Bobby yelled, "Shenandoah, get your ass up!! Get up!!' And she was frustrated to see Casey raise her arms up and smile as if she had won. Fury rose in her core as she got back to her feet.
The brunette turned back to her and Shay hit her with the hardest punch she had ever thrown, connecting squarely with the woman's left tit again. The brunette's face went white and she instinctively clutched her wounded tit, stumbling a few steps backwards and Shay chased after her, hitting her several times as she backed Casey against the wall and slammed her with punches. She smirked to herself as she heard the brunette chirping with pain from each blow she delivered, but the bitch wouldn't go down. Instead, she countered with an uppercut that was even harder than the blow that had dropped Shay the first time. It caught Shay perfectly in her bruised tit and caused Shay to almost black out momentarily. The blonde stepped back and the brunette a right hook into her flank that was so powerful it sent Shay stumbling towards the wall. She hit it and spun, swinging wildly but the brunette ducked it and came up with a blow that smashed in between Shay's thick legs and crushed her pussy with such force that Shay yelped in pain for the first time in any of her fights. Casey continued her attack as Shay tried to regroup and fight her way off the "ropes" but the brunette took Shay's punches and countered with blows that felt like mule kicks to her tits, belly and pussy. The pain was brutal and Shay's lungs were burning, her arms felt like lead weights and the room started to spin. Her legs felt like jelly suddenly and she thought she could hear Bobby screaming for her to get away from the wall, but her body wouldn't respond.
Another blow from the brunette to her gut caused the air to rush from her lungs and she collapsed again to the roar of the crowd. She fell not just to her knees, but flat on her face and her big tits, the dirt of the floor sticking to her sweat-drenched skin. The brunette cheered to herself as she paraded around the ring smiling, her arms raised again. There was no count out, but the organizer, who served as the timekeeper and ref, came over to Shay and asked if she was done. She shook her head no and lifted her upper body up on her arms as she struggled using the boards to climb to her feet. Shay had never been battered so badly in a fight, and maybe in her life as she leaned heavily on the boards to keep herself upright and the organizer again asked her if she wanted to continue. She said yes and prayed to herself that there were only seconds left in this round. She knew the third round had no time limit, but she also knew that it would be very different than the first two. The organizer asked her if she was ready and she nodded. She put up her fists and Casey came in hot. Shay could do nothing as the brunette punished her. She grunted as Casey slammed her torso and her pussy with devastating punches though she did swing feebly at Casey a few times and she did a good job protecting her tits.
The round ended and she stumbled over to Bobby and fell down in the seat and began to cry quietly.
"It's okay babe, this round is yours," he encouraged. "You'll get her now...."
Shay replied, "Holy shit Bobby, she's kicking my ass. She's really strong and she hurt me badly. I almost pissed myself."
"It's okay," he said, "This is your round.... you'll get her now. Just stay focused...."
Shay got ready and wiped her tears away, but as the round was about to begin, she was scared for the first time ever that she could remember in a fight....
