[Janine_G]

I am not sure that this belongs here, but because it favors the rougher side, I thought I would post in this category.

Kelly walked through the dimly let warren of curtains and faux walls, the scent of sex and sweat mixed with incense and perfumes.  She wore towering platform heels and fishnet thigh highs, a black thong and lace push up bra that accentuated her ample bosom.  Her face was heavily made up.  Here, she used the name Kiana, and her fuckboi for the moment, toting along dutifully behind her went by Rolf.  Rolf was a muscular and athletic man hung like a monster.  Kiana liked hard sex, Kelly was gentile and sweet, a secretary at a high end law firm during the days.  In the "Lion's Den" as it was called, Kiana lived out her favorite fantasies and pleasures.  She had achieved alpha status, a lioness queen as her tattoo marked her, and was a dominant personality in the den.  There were others, two of whom were her most aggressive rivals, which was all part of the allure. 

One was Sia, a powerful blonde who had fought Kiana in all aspects of the den--sexual, physical, mental and others.  They had both suffered at one another's hands as well as dominated and defeated their rival. 

The second was Becca, a stunning redhead who was the most seasoned of the lioness queens and had, until recently, proven to be an insurmountable foe for Kiana, but of late, Kiana had finally defeated her, both sexually and physically, and they had become to see one another more on equal footing. 

As Kiana's hips swayed with her gait, her large breasts jiggled with the motion.  She nodded quietly at a woman she knew, who had her girlfriend on a leash following behind her.  She passed one of the viewing booths and smiled as she saw Becca completely dominating a redhead that Kiana had trounced a month ago in a similar sexual contest.

Tonight, Kiana was focused on "the core" a circular area in the middle of the Lion's Den where the physical battles occurred.  The rules of the den's physical battles were simple:   There could not be any marks on any part of the body that could not be covered with clothing that was appropriate for the time of year.  Since they were in the southern part of North Carolina, that meant that in the warmer months, arms and legs were off limits.  It was December though, so anything but the face and hair was permitted.  The two combatants would decide on what type of fight--whether there would be weapons of any type.  Of course, no permanent damage was permitted either.

As Kiana and Rolf arrived at the core, a fight was in progress.  She placed her entry coin in the queue, indicating that she wanted to fight, there was one fight waiting ahead of hers. Two brunettes were doing battle, one was a newcomer who Kiana didn't recognize, the other was a woman named Rianna, a formibable opponent, but who appeared to be losing this battle.  They had been using whips, it seemed, and typical clawing, hand-to-hand combat, and Rianna's body was crosshatched with whip marks and scratches, addled with bruises.  She was also on her knees and the other woman was whipping her ruthlessly as she tried to crawl away.

Kiana realized that she had gotten aroused watching the fight, and gestured for Rolf to take her from behind while she watched.  His throbbing cock was so pleasant and stimulating as it stretched her wet vagina and he began to thrust. 

The fight ended as Kiana and Rolf climaxed and the newcomer claimed the win. 

A young asian woman who Kiana vaguely recognized and a toned woman with blue hair who Kiana had beaten twice physically and once sexually took their places in the core.  They would fight hand to hand alone. 

KIana sat on a cushioned settee and sipped champagne from a table set with multiple glasses.  She began to stimulate herself as she watched the next fight between the two women.

She let her mind wander as to what she wanted in her own fight....

[Janine_G]

The fight had begun and Rolf had drawn the attention of others around them.  This was commonly the case--he was a physically remarkable specimen, even if he was a bit dull.  "Kelly" was married to a very generous man, of character and kindness.  He knew of her fantasy and indulged it but chose not to be a part of it.  He was a well-respected businessman and between them they afforded the finer trappings in life, and together they were raising two children.  "Rolf" was a side piece for Kiana, a person where she could enjoy her fantasies and escape her otherwise mundane world.  Her husband enjoyed their life and she was a looker, which added to the allure of their "normal" lifestyle.  He also enjoyed the fact that while Kelly didn't indulge in fantasy like Kiana, she still fucked like an animal.  Even in missionary position...

The two women fighting had proven to be relative equals and Kiana was enjoying the match when she was distracted by a tall, busty brunette who had come over to engage with Rolf.  She appeared to be considerably younger than Kiana's 33 years and a stunning physical specimen in her own right.   She was essentially naked, wearing only a sheer gossamer white gown that was designed to be nothing more than a fabric covering.

Kiana eyed her.  "Do you like Rolf?" she asked...purring as she rubbed herself.

The other woman smiled seductively, her heavy lids revealed that she was likely on something to enhance her mood.  "I like his cock." she said.

Kiana engaged further.  "Do you want to fight me for it tonight?"

The woman smiled.  "Most certainly...I would like to fight you regardless.  I have heard of your status as an alpha queen, and I believe you would be a challenge that I would enjoy..."
 
Kiana was impressed by her confidence.  A scream erupted from the core, distracting both women from their conversation.  It seemed that the asian woman had buried her face in the blue haired woman's crotch and had likely bitten her.  The blue haired woman was screaming her surrender and thrashing the floor.

"Shall we have a tooth and nails girlfight?"  The woman asked.

Kiana smiled, "My favorite..."  she said.  A girlfight was one in which the two fighters focused predominantly on the "girl parts" (tits and pussies) for their attacks, and tooth and nails was a Lion's Den phrase for hand to hand, no weapons.

And the previous fighters left the core, with an organizer bringing Kiana's coin to her and informing her what she already knew.  It was her turn....

[Janine_G]

The other woman's name (at least the one she used in the Den) was Leonora.  She removed the gown and stood in the light of the core. A light sheen of sweat coated her olive skin. Her toned, lithe body was striking, and Kiana felt a warmth between her legs as she gazed at her opponent.  On another night, she would take this woman to bed.  Tonight, that would not be the case. To keep things equal, Kiana removed her own clothing, so that the two women would fight naked.  She noticed that Leonora's nails were long and pointed, and recognized that they would be formidable in the coming fight. 

The fight began and the two lionesses circled one another.  Leonora lunged forward and Kiana reacted quickly stepping to the side and slamming a fist into Leonora's ribs, knocking her to the ground.  The younger woman quickly scrambled to her feet but was met with quick slashes from Kiana, her nails raking across her big chest, leaving tracks of red welts, trickling small droplets of blood.  Leonora again leapt forward to strike, but she was inexperienced and impetuous and while Kiana could tell that she was athletic and strong, her enthusiasm was getting the better of her.  The alpha deflected the tattooed woman's leading hand and jammed her claws up into the underside of her foe's enormous left breast, which was far bigger than a handful for Kiana, but the experienced woman dug her nails into the tender flesh and shoved her thumbnail into her areola, gripping tightly and yanking forward, causing the young woman to lose her balance again and lurch onto one knee.  Immediately, Kiana grabbed her other breast and then twisted both violently, lifting up.  Leonora grimaced in pain and whimpered for a moment, stifling the scream many would have let out, her body straighening up in an effort to relieve the pressure on her chest.   For a fleeting moment, the young woman succumbed to her body's protective instinct and grabbed at Kiana's wrists trying to pry them off of her breasts, but then quickly changed tactics and jammed both of her hands between Kiana's legs and dug her razor sharp claws into the alpha's labia.

"How's that vagina feel?" growled the young woman through teeth gritted with pain. 

Kiana's face darkened.  "Oh, little girl, it hurts, but I like pain..." smirked Kiana.  It did hurt though.  The woman's nails had punctured her sensitive flesh in multiple places and the pain was more than she liked.  Kiana drove her body forward, yanking on Leonora's breasts and driving her to her back, her legs pinned underneath her.  She pressed her body down onto the other woman, grinding her pussy on her belly which made it difficult for Leonora to continue her counterattack.  It also pinned the woman's hands for a moment and Kiana released her mauling grip on Leonora's tits and switched to punching them brutally.  The pain was severe for Leonora and she winced as she was punished.  Kiana switched as Leonora got her hands free and took one nipple between her fingers and reached back and grabbed Leonora's clit with the other hand and began to pinch and grind both tiny knobs of flesh. 

"FUCK!" squawked Leonora as she grabbed Kiana's tits and instantly drew blood with her sharp nails.  Kiana was unfazed though.  She did like the pain and she knew that Leonora would become a worthy adversary some day but was simply too new and inexperienced.  Kiana decided to end the fight.  She twisted Leonora's clitoris so severely that the neofyte screamed in pain.  She couldn't take it anymore--in fact no normal woman could. 

"ALRIGHT!  STOP! STOP!  ENOUGH YOU WIN!" pleaded Leonora.  And Kiana released her.    She bent over and plunged her tongue into Leonora's mouth, and the young woman kissed her back passionately. 

Their sweat made their bodies slick.  Kiana broke the kiss and invited the young woman to a private area with Rolf.  The three had a wonderful evening.



On Monday, Kelly was back at work.  Her tits were a little sore, as was her pussy, but otherwise, she was feeling good.  The secretarial supervisor came to her desk around midday and asked to speak with her in her office.  She explained that they were transferring another secretary to Kelly's unit because the other woman had been disruptive in her previous unit and they were collecting an HR file on her to potentially dismiss her.   Kelly was a senior secretary with an exemplary record and they thought if anyone could help the woman it would be Kelly and her two colleagues.   The woman's name was Amy, and she had been with the firm just over a year.  Kelly understood the assignment.

The secretarial supervisor brought Amy to meet Kelly later that afternoon.  As soon as Kelly saw Amy, she stereotyped her into a group of young women that often sought out jobs like secretary in a law firm.  Amy was very attractive with an excellent figure.  Her clothes were a bit too tight and revealed a bit too much cleavage and leg.  Her make up was heavy but done very well.  Kelly shook her hand as they were introduced and immediately sense Amy's arrogance--she had been a queen bee in high school, had likely gone to community college and was now in the firm trolling for a husband or wife with potential.  Kelly had seen so many like Amy come and go.  Most were easy to get along with, but some, perhaps like Amy based on her history in the firm to this point, required some "correcting." 

Amy is immediately disruptive.  She is arrogant, over-confident, and dismissive of the other women.  She tries to get snotty with Kelly and the senior secretary puts her in her place verbally in front of everyone.  As with most nights, Kelly stays later than the other secretaries.  Amy leaves with the first wave.  As the office quiets down, Kelly hears the elevator ping as she is getting her bag together to leave.  She hears the clack of heels on the marble floor of the hallway and looks up from her cubicle to see Amy standing in the doorway.  She puts on a smile.  "Hello Amy.  How was your first day in the new pool?" she asks. 

Amy is clearly tense.  "I don't like the way you spoke to me earlier." she says clearly. 

"I'm sorry you feel that way.  You were being disrespectful to your colleagues, and I don't tolerate that in my pod.  I am sure you will do better tomorrow."

"If you apologize in front of everyone, sure."

"Excuse me?" Kelly said, raising her eyebrows.  This one really is full of herself, she thought.

"The only way this doesn't go south, is if you apologize for the way you spoke to me." Amy instructed again. 

"You really are not aware that you are the problem here, are you?" Kelly asked, surprised.

"I think that you and the others are just a bit jealous of the fact that you middle-aged bitches are being upstaged by a young, hot woman, and as such, just like upstairs on 42 (referencing her prior team, Kelly's floor was 40), you guys are already making life difficult for me. "

"Amy, I don't give a fuck if you are Aphrodite herself.  Here we have a job, and what you look like does not determine how well you go that job, so you can either do the job, or you can quit.  If you aren't doing the job, or you are being nasty to the other women who are doing their job well, then we are going to have a problem."

"We already have a problem." Amy said.

"Then quit."

"Not gonna happen."

"Then do your job."

"I am, you are just treating me badly and making a hostile work environment." 

Kelly shrugged.  "Not doing this Amy, and I am leaving to go home to my family, so either go home and get your head on straight or go home and don't come back, I don't care.  All of our conversations today have been very clear and straightforward, with the secretarial supervisor's endorsement. "

Amy stared at her.  "You're really an arrogant bitch."

"Amy, I'm not making you stay.  If you don't like working here, you can find another job.  I'm going home now."  And Kelly got up from her desk, grabbed her pocketbook and pushed past the young woman. 

Kelly shook her head as she pressed the button to the elevator to go down to the parking garage.  She heard the clacking of heels behind her as the elevator pinged and the door opened.  Amy got on the elevator with her.  It was 40 floors to the lobby and Kelly was parked on subfloor 3, so it was 43 floors down as the elevator started to move.  Both women stared ahead and when the elevator hit floor 20.  Amy reached forward and pulled the stop. 

Kelly turned to her and said, "We're not doing this."

Amy smacked her open handed across the face.  "You may not be, but I'm not going to get fired from this law firm and you're so biased against me already, I don't have a fair shake.  I've been in my share of fights, Miss Priss, so you may want to back down now."  she threatened.   

Kelly's cheek was red from the smack and she was a little surprised.  She did not engage.  "We're not doing this." she reiterated. 

"Oh, it will be easy, Kelly.  Just apologize tomorrow and it will all be fine."

Kelly stood up and removed her glasses, placing them neatly in her pocketbook.  She also pressed her phone to record.  "Amy, I'm not going to fight with you.  You were mistreating others and this behavior is inappropriate.  Tomorrow, I will inform the supervisor that you are not a good fit for our team and let her determine next steps."

"Fuck you, Kelly.  You and I both know if you tell the supervisor that, she will terminate me and I will be out on my ass.  So you're going to do as I say, and apologize, or else..."

"Or else what?" Kelly asked.

"Or I'm going to fuck you up right here and now so that you can't come to work tomorrow and then I'm going to control the narrative."

"You're not going to touch me, Amy."

"Oh, I will.  And you're such a pussy, you will be running for your supervisor so fast but I will say you started it." 

Kelly shook her head.  "Not fighting you."  and she pushed the button to start the elevator.  As she did, Amy slammed a punch into her gut and pulled the button out again. 

Kelly groaned.  The air had rushed from her lungs.  "Not gonna, Amy.  If you punch me again though, you will regret it."

The next punch was even harder, and right into Kelly's gut again.  Her knees almost buckled.  She snapped and launched into the young woman.  The two women buried their hands in each other's hair, and began yanking each other wildly.

[Janine_G]

Amy was strong--stronger than Kelly had anticipated and Kelly was not "Kiana".  Bent at the waist her body being yanked violently by her hair, in the small space of the elevator, in her work clothes, Kelly was not in the mindset to fight the other woman. 

On the other hand, Amy was all aggression.  She released one hand from Kelly's hair and started swinging wild uppercuts into Kelly's body.  Her breasts began taking blows, her face was hit and she drove her shoulder forward into Amy's body, pinning the younger woman in the corner of the elevator.  Amy wrapped one arm around Kelly's head, pinning her in a reverse headlock and sliding that hand into Kelly's shirt and grabbing her breast with her hand, squeezing viciously.  With her other hand, she reached over Kelly's back, slid her hand down the back of her skirt, and grabbed the top of her thong. She yanked as hard as she could.  The fabric dug deep between Kelly's labia.  The pain was extreme.  Kelly gritted her teeth as Amy almost lifted her hips off the ground. 

Kelly was getting her ass kicked.  She struggled to get free but Amy was too strong.  The other woman began throwing knees into Kelly's face and tits.  Blood erupted from what she assumed was her nose as she took a blow to her face and she saw it start to drip and pool on the floor.  She drove her shoulder forward and Amy guffawed.  She fired another to try to break the hold Amy had on her, but the other woman was fierce and did not yield.  She felt Amy's nails dig into the skin of her breast and felt relief as the fabric of her thong finally gave way and released the pain on her vagina.  Amy realized that too and started pounding her back with her fist.  Kelly was getting beat up. 

She did what she instinctively knew to do--she shoved her hand up Amy's short skirt and it wasn't surprising that the slutty bitch wasn't wearing any underwear.  Her nails were still sharp from the Lion's Den and did the job.  Amy shrieked and squawked, "You dirty cheat!" and shoved Kelly backwards, harder than the older woman expected.  In the small space, she stumbled backwards and hit her back against the wall.  The younger woman wasted no time and charged into her, slamming her body into Kelly's.  Her shoulder drove into Kelly's big breast and then she pressed her body against Kelly's pinning her against the elevator wall as she slammed her left fist into Kelly's crotch.  Kelly  slammed a fist down onto Amy's cheek and stunned the younger woman.  She shoved her backwards by both shoulders and threw a right-left combination to Amy's gut and then grabbed Amy's hair and slammed her face down onto her knee as she swung it up.   The younger woman's head snapped back and blood gushed from her nose.  She sneered back at Kelly through wild eyes, her face a mask of fury and mixed with the blood from her nose. 

"You messed with the wrong bitch..." hissed Kelly. 

Amy smiled, "Okay, cxnt, let's see what you're made of." and she charged at Kelly. 

The two women crashed together, their big breasts compressed between them as they wrapped each other in a mutual bearhug and stumbled about the elevator.  They slammed each other into walls, grunting with each blow.  Amy was definitely stronger than Kelly and was overpowering the older woman, but Kelly knew how to fight and had let her inner "Kiana" take over her instincts.  She kneed Amy in the pussy each moment she had and the blows were taking their toll. 

A particular hard shot of knee on pubic bone caused Amy to screech in frustration and she released her bearhug and dug her nails into Kelly's face.  Kelly yelled, "NOT THE FACE YOU BITCH!" but this was not a Lion's Den fight and their were no rules.  The directive was obviously of little use and too late any way, the bitch's claws had left tracks on Kelly's cheeks that would require a lot of make up to cover up. 

Kelly slammed her forearms down onto Amy's, breaking her grip on her face.  She grabbed the sides of Amy's head and then did one of the most brutal things she had ever done.  She slammed her forehead into Amy's face, crashing her head right into Amy's.  It wasn't the most perfect headbutt every delivered, but it was effective.  Amy yelped and fell backwards, crashing into the wall and falling down.  Kelly wasted no time and hiked her skirt up over her hips so that her legs were free and began kicking and stomping the downed girl in her big tits and belly. 

Amy rolled over and curled up in a fetal position.

"ARE WE DONE!!" screamed Kelly, tears streaming down her face.

No answer.  She kicked Amy in the back. 

"ARE WE DONE???!!!" she yelled again.  Quiet nod. 

"SAY IT!! SAY IT!" Kelly screamed.

"We're done..." mumbled Amy.

Kelly stumbled back and wiped the tears and blood from her face on the back of her sleeve.  She couldn't believe that her blouse had not torn in all of the fighting.  She pressed the button and the elevator lurched downwards.

She stumbled off the elevator, limping.  She paused for a second and fumbled through her pocket book for her key fob.  She wished she had a newer car that automatically unlocked when the fob was nearby and her hand touched the handle.  She limped to the car and unlocked, pausing at the door.  She took some deep breaths and took a moment to rest her head on her forearm on the top of the car.  She was hurt, emotionally and physically.  She was embarrassed, and she had won, but she had gotten beaten up in the process.  She needed a second. 

She didn't get one.  She was so tired, she didn't hear Amy run up behind her as the bitch had taken her heels off.  The surprise of her head being yanked back by her hair was too much as the younger woman slammed her head into the car twice.  The blows dazed her and she fell to the ground.  Amy brutally kicked her over and over in her tits, face, and body until she was too battered to even get up.  She curled up in a fetal position to protect herself and Amy cruelly knelt on one of her breasts, crushing it into the ground as she physically forced her hand between her legs and grabbed her labia, twisting violently.  She twisted until Kelly wimpered and pleaded for her to stop.  She was too dazed to fight back.

"Now we're fucking done." growled the younger woman. 

As she got up, she ground her heel into Kelly's breast, adding to the damage already done. 

"Oh, and Kiana, I look forward to a rematch in the Lion's Den.....cxnt."

Kelly moaned in shock as the world spun around her.

[tommyfighter]

Oh, my! I have to wait until the next chapter.