Roy's eyes went back to his wife, or, rather, to his neighbor, Larissa, standing in front of his wife and pulling her to her knees by her beautiful blonde hair. The Latina had both hands buried in it, bringing screams of agony from Vicki, who then turned the tables by blasting a forearm uppercut between the brunette's legs. Larissa froze, a rictus of agony on her lovely face. Her hands came from Vicki's hair to her pussy, and then she crumpled to the grass, landing on her right side, as Vicki got to her feet, rubbing her scalp.
Roy then saw Gabrielle approaching his wife. With Sierra still down and barely moving, Gabby had become what Roy would begin jokingly referring to as a "free radical", She had no opponent, so she could inject herself into one of the other one-on-ones. But, it wasn't Vicki's contest she got involved in. She walked right past the blonde, stepped in behind Dana, who was still grappling with Lisa, and slammed four nasty forearms into the back of the older woman's head. Dana's knees shimmied after the third and gave out completely on the fourth. Lisa feeling the starch leave her rival released her, stepped aside, and watched as she crashed, face-first, to the grass. The gray-haired beauty immediately prepared to square off with Gabby, but the black woman turned back to Sierra.
Lisa waited as Dana wobbled to her feet, then sent her reeling back toward the boundary with a barrage of punches to her head and boobs. The brunette was out on her feet, hands dropping to her sides, when Lisa finished it with a round kick to the head that sent Dana crashing to the ground. The brunette was out, her body parallel to the white line but just inside. Lisa rolled the dead weight of Dana over twice, sending her senseless body out of bounds. Shelly blew the whistle for the first time. There were 13 fighters left. And Lisa was now a free radical.
Gabby, meanwhile, went to work on Sierra, who'd just gotten to all fours. The Black beauty slammed a kick into the younger woman's belly. Sierra screamed and rolled over twice, ending up face down on the grass. Gabby banged a foot into her rival's left side. The blonde rolled into a ball to protect herself. The Black woman grabbed her by the hair and started dragging. The younger woman screamed again, kicking her long legs and bare feet, reaching up for her rival's hands, but finding herself unable to reach them. She was pulled right to the edge of the fight area before Gabrielle released her. The blonde's hands went to her head as Gabby stomped her in the middle of her back. Sierra instinctively rolled to her back, and Gabby slammed a foot down onto her left tit! "OH!" the blonde screamed and rolled over, putting her up against the white line. The Black woman then got down behind her rival and simply shoved, rolling Sierra over twice more, sending her well clear of the line. The whistle blew. Sierra, lying in a ball sobbing, was eliminated. We were down to 12 and Gabby was now a free radical as well.
In the center of things, the brutal battle between Heather and Natalie hadn't slowed a bit, despite the energy both fighters were expending punishing the other, and, of course, all the punishment being dealt out. Blonde and brunette had, pretty much, abandoned anything above the neck. Instead, they were hammering body with everything they had, vicious punches to boob and belly, groans of pain and snarls of hate punctuating each. "Fucking BITCH...OH!" "Dirty WHORE...OOH!" And, still, neither fighter would take a backward step.
Brunette Amanda quickly mounted redhead Donna, with the latter having had the wind knocked out of her. The brunette began thumping away at the redhead's DD's, slamming fist after fist into her bra cups. Donna reached for Amanda's hair, but couldn't grab it, as the brunette sat back quickly. The redhead responded with a quick bridge and twist to her right, knocking Amanda from her perch. Both woman quickly rolled to their feet, but Donna tackled Amanda right back to the grass, overpowered her, and, in seconds, had applied a nasty scissors across her chest.
If Amanda was now in some trouble, Jessica was in trouble deep. Gina, after bludgeoning her boobs, sat forward, trapping her arms and smashing those big DDDs into the Black woman's face. Jessica twisted and tried to bridge, but the heavier, stronger blonde was not going to be dislodged. Soon, the brunette was kicking her feet and still trying to turn, but already weakening due to the breast smother her rival had firmly secured.
Like the war between Heather and Natalie, the combat between blonde Kaitlyn and brunette Samantha remained both brutal and even. The two aggressive, athletic beauties were absolutely abusing one another, despite only having their respective left hands to do it with, as both still had their rights dug deeply into the hair of their respective rivals. One hand or no, however, hard punches were being landed to head, boob, belly, and ribs, and, while both women were feeling the punishment, neither had begun to fade as a result.
Roy looked around at all the monitors. Twelve women. And it was still just about anyone's game to win. But, things were about to change as the free radicals made their presence felt. Lisa was heading for the center of the combat zone where Heather and Natalie fought. Gabby, meanwhile, was making a beeline for her friend Jessica. This was going even better than he'd imagined.
