Black vs White in Elevator

[OldGuy4Chat]

I was asked to write this by a friend. She is a black woman who is 34, 5'9" tall, 155 pounds and 38C, all according to her. And she is definitely fit and firm. I have known Deni for close to 10 years now and have watched her fight first hand 4 times now over the years. She's good. She's strong She does some pin wrestling with body punching allowed and I was at one of her underground fights, that she won that night. I watched her pin wrestle with body punching 3 times now and all 3 of those times she dispatched with her opponent rather quickly. She is used to winning and does it almost all the time.

We talk through Trillian at least once a week and sometimes in person while sitting and having coffee or a drink at a local pub. She's open and honest talking about fights. This last time she told me about this story she read where the woman who has won all her fights and expected to do the same with the fight she was about to have but lost the fight. She said it made her think and that the  idea of that story actually got her excited. She asked me if I could write a story about her, as if I was her describing the event. She wanted to see what it felt like on the other side of her fights.  She knows I enjoy writing so she gave me the general story line she was looking for. A total one-sided fight that she lost. Only it was not in a ring, but some sort of spontaneous type fight. When I got done with this I showed it to her and she was thrilled. She made a copy of this to keep on her computer and refer back to as needed and said I could post it anywhere I liked and as often as I like. So here goes.

I am a 34 year old, educated black woman that grew up in a bad neighborhood. Fights were a common thing, both between men and women. And I was involved in quite a few of them. I'm not the type to back down from anything. Even back then in my teens, I realized I actually enjoyed fighting, the rush, the feeling of punishing someone's body. After high school I managed to get myself out of there and between college and training I now have an excellent 6 figure job and a home in very rural Missouri. I have the necessary connections needed to be accepted at underground fights and will attend once, maybe twice a year if it isn't too far away to help with my fight itch. Sometimes I will even instigate a fight at one of our local rural redneck pubs, just for the fun of fighting.

I decided to take a ME weekend and booked a room at the closest resort I could find. Left work Friday with my bags packed and already in my car. Got to the resort, parked my car, grabbed my two bags and headed inside to check in. I got to the doors and started to push one open, when this blonde white girl come plowing out the same door, banging the door into me and knocking one of my bags out of my hand. I looked at her rather angrily and said "Excuse You" as she replied with "Fuck You" we shared some other words with her walking away telling me she would see me later as she was rushing off. I smiled and laughed because I'll see you later means little chance of us ever seeing each other again and I won't have to fight you.

I wasn't going to let some dumb blonde ruin my evening, so I gathered up my luggage and went in and checked in. I went up to my room on the fifth floor, went in my room and changed into my hot red, low cut bikini, tucked my room key card in the side of my bikini and headed down to the pool. No robe, no flips, because   I don't mind the attention. I headed out the door and down the hallway to the elevator. Rode down to floor 1 and walked out of the elevator and turn left to go to the pool, when I saw the blonde walking into another elevator. I hurried down to that elevator but the doors just closed. I quick ran to the next open elevator and hit the 2 button. The doors opened and I rushed out to look around the corner. Nobody in the hall. Darted back in the elevator and hit the 3 button. The doors opened and I rushed around the corner to see if I could see her. Nobody in the hall. Hurried back in the elevator and hit the four button. Doors opened and I rushed out to look down the hallway. A couple families on the way down to another elevator. Rushed back in the elevator and hit the 5 button. The doors opened and I rushed out, but to my surprise, there she was, standing right there and I plowed into her as I tried rushing out. We hit chest to chest with our faces nose to nose. I was shocked and startled for a second. I backed up about half a step to give some space. Without saying one word, she turned her shoulders slightly and rammed her shoulder into my chest and drove me back into the wall of the elevator. My shoulders and head slamming hard into the elevator wall. Still in a little bit of shock and taken off guard because she reacted to the situation before I could, and before I could react, she rammed her left fist into my stomach causing me to oooff a little bit but followed that immediately with a right into my ribs. That punch hurt, she can hit hard as I arched over that way from the pain, only to have her land another left into my stomach. I can take some pretty good gut punches but this one took a lot more wind out of me with a louder and longer oooofff. I'm finding myself overwhelmed with her aggressive attack, the speed of her hands and just how hard she can hit. I don't think I ever fought anyone that hit as hard as she can. I'm trying to protect and play defense enough to catch my breath and get my wits about me and get through this onslaught and start using my strength and abilities on her.

As I am straightening up, I notice her flipping the switch to lock the elevator so the elevator won't move and the doors won't open, so nobody can interrupt us. I look at this as an opportunity and start to pull back my right fist when she whirls around and......CRACK...... her right fist lands square on my jaw, snapping my head violently to the right, spit flying out of my mouth as I stumble into the corner. My knees buckling, my legs like rubber. Dazed, confused, incoherent as I land in the corner, trying to remain standing but my legs won't cooperate as I slowly slump to the floor. My mind swirling, the elevator turning and rocking. My eyes glassy, unable to focus, everything is a blur. Sitting in the corner, my arms hanging at my sides, my head slumped forward, chin on my chest, legs straight out laying on the floor, trying to make some sense of this. Not at all used to being in this condition. Blinking my eyes, trying to clear my head even the slightest, I reach up with my left hand and grope around for the hand railing on the walls as the blonde stands there, just watching me and laughing. She is saying something but in my condition I can't make any sense of it. Struggling to get my legs under me and push myself up. My once strong body now weak and tired as I finally make it up and standing, swaying. My legs weak and rubbery. My arms heavy and hanging at my sides. I try reaching out to maybe wrap my arms around her to slow this attack down, but my arms were too heavy and too weak to wrap around her and hold on as she just swatted my arms out of the way and rammed another punching into my now soft stomach, uuuuuuuumph, driving the air out of me once again. I lurched forward, my head landing on her shoulder, my legs barely holding me up as I tried desperately to suck some air back into me.

Before I could get any air back into me, still bent over, my head resting on her shoulder, THUD.....THUD.....THUD.....three more uppercut punches into my soft and collapsing stomach. I had no more to give. I was done. I couldn't take any more. My body couldn't take any more. My knees giving out as my face slid down her chest, then abdomen, then her hips as my eyes closed and I flopped face down onto the elevator floor. My arms flat along my sides. My breathing shallow. My entire body limp as I lay there unconscious. A position and condition I am not at all used to. I have no idea how long I was laying there when I started coughing and my eyes start to flutter then open. My mind still trying to make sense of this, my body aching, my jaw sore, when I realized I was now laying on my back. I slowly and painfully rolled to my side to get myself to a sitting position, when I looked down and realized I was no longer wearing my bikini. I'm sitting there, still dazed and confused and now naked. My bikini gone. Using the hand rail, I manage to get myself up and standing. This is when I look at the elevator doors and see they are open and the blonde white girl standing there holding them open. She says to me "its about time you wake up". "Have a nice nap?".

Steadying myself with one hand on the elevator doors, in a labored voice I ask "Where is my bikini?". She tells me its in my room and my key card is tucked under the door". I just look at her. She tells me "There ya go. You're going to have to go get it just like you are, beaten and naked." I'm in no condition to argue with her, I step out of the elevator and start to stumble and stagger my way back to my room, totally naked and my room is about half way down the hall. I'm barely able to walk, my knees occasionally giving out slightly, as I keep one hand on the wall for balance as she walks behind me the entire time. I finally get to my room, find my key card under the door and open my room door. As I start to walk in, the blonde says "Maybe next time you'll watch where you're walking and keep your big mouth shut. And don't pick fights you have no chance of winning, which for you is probably any fight" she says laughing as she walks down the hall. I walk in my room and flop on the bed, exhausted, hurting and humiliated as I have never been before.

[ThumperAlpha]

Hot concept amd hopentheybhave a rematch sometime

[Fit66Female]

Personally I loved it. Totally different outcome than I ever expected. I was waiting for some surprise or super hero type of turn around that never happened. Really enjoyed reading it and picturing it. Thanks for taking the time.

[ultimatespinach]

Excellent story. If you write another instalment for her I hope your black woman friend wins this time around. I'm a huge fan of interracial fights and I love it when a black woman dominates a fight with a white woman. Cheers!

[ultimatespinach]