Part 5: fight night
I have had fights in my life, not too proud to admit I am certainly not unbeaten, I have never had an arranged fight though, on the morning of the fight as the girls kept as far away apart as they could, I wondered to myself what has to be going through their minds, how nervous they must be knowing they were facing someone rated so highly, they would be putting their reputation on the line, one early mistake and they might find themselves beaten in embarrassing fashion, how would you come back from that if it happened to you? I saw the intensity on both their faces as I delivered them breakfast in bed as both had asked for, they wanted no risk of colliding in the kitchen or living room, both thanked me but looked lost in their thoughts.
Seconds felt like hours, minutes felt like days and you can probably guess what hours felt like, it was torture for me so I couldn’t work out how bad it must be for them, at least Holly broke up the wait for me as she came over at 2pm, wearing a white vest , blue denim shorts and white sandals, after last night she wanted to see this fight herself and root for Liza as she couldn’t risk her movie career fighting a catfighter, she could support Liza though and even without the near slap to her face from Sarah, Holly admitted she found Liza adorable, I laughed thinking to all the fights where Liza had torn out clumps of opponents hair and scratched their faces up, adorable to a degree maybe.
Finally we reached 5.50pm, Holly said she’d bring Liza to the fighting room, I went to get Sarah, taking my time as I didn’t want them to meet outside the room and lunge at each other, I had set the cameras to start filming at 6pm, so the walks were not going to be quick, when I glimpsed Sarah my mouth dropped once again like the first time I saw her, seeing her in her attire, her toned body on show as she put on her silk robe, she smiled at me with a nod but didn’t say a word to embarrass me, instead we walked silently down the halls, Sarah clearly getting psyched up as she wore black heels, I saw Holly already at the door with it open, Liza would be inside at the opposite side of the room, still I was stunned to see the surprise in Holly’s hand, Liza had brought a toy alright to the party! Holly had a strap on that looked almost like a horse’s cock to me but must have been 10 inches of black plastic, she grinned at me stifling a laugh knowing I was seeing something like that for the first time, Sarah didn’t flinch as she dropped her robe and kicked off her heels, I locked them in as I told Holly to leave it outside the door, I’d unlock the door again for the winner to grab the strap on for their fun.
Rushing inside the room next door, we were not disappointed to find they had started, in fact they circled slowly as I got to see Liza in her attire, boy did she look beautiful, more impactful though was seeing the cheeky girl gone for the warrior I had seen in videos, her eyes burrowed holes through Sarah as she hissed “no escape cxnt” Sarah replying by waving her bitter rival to bring it on, which of course she did.
Both starting off swing slaps to try to score an early mark on their rival, then comes the hair pulling as Sarah grabs Liza’s mane, Liza gets a hold of the blondes hair but early showing is Sarah is stronger, dragging Liza towards her in vicious yanks, brunette hair being pulled out as it is the Asian champion the first to whine in pain, Holly even winces next to me, Sarah using her height and weight advantage to take the early lead.
But Liza won’t be bullied that easily, she yanks down on Sarah’s hair, making the blonde cry out as both fighters nearly get dragged to the mats, hissing and snarling like feral cats as they battle, Liza moving her body so they are in an L shape with her body facing towards Sarah’s left side, Liza starts slapping her opponent’s back, the crack of palm on flesh rings out as Sarah moans “fucking cow” at Liza, Sarah doubles down on her hair pulling, managing to get Liza to her knees, allowing her time to slap around the head of her rival as you’d have to give the slight lead on the scorecards to Sarah in these opening moments of the fight.
Needing to fight back, Liza starts punching up into the body of Sarah, making the American champion wince and retreat back, allowing Liza to push to her feet as both women had got their first taste of each other, Liza snarling “that all you got?” giving Sarah a right handed middle finger salute, the blonde screaming “fuck you!” as both come back into range, Sarah slapping Liza across her cheek with her right, getting kicked on the outside of her right leg by the Filipino fighter, both trading strikes with Liza sticking in even as Sarah is controlling the range, hair flying around when slaps land flush to cheeks.
Liza dips under a left handed slap, shoving her right shoulder into Sarah’s stomach as she digs her feet into the mats, forcing her against the wall with a thud, Sarah cries out as her eyes shut a minute, body shots coming from Liza as the smacks of knuckles on Sarah’s body can be heard under the sounds of her pained grunts and groans, Sarah retaliates by clawing the back of her rival, making the brunette now hiss as she digs her nails right into the spine, then uses a tug of hair to swap positions so Solanga is now against the wall.
Inside fighting on show as I zoom the camera in, Liza going for the black knickers of her opponent, yanking them up into a wedgie as Sarah yelps, Sarah focusing on scratching Liza’s face, making the Asian beauty wince as she tries to get her face out the way, instead needing to push Sarah away so she can get off the wall, claw marks visible on Liza’s left cheek as Sarah pulls her knickers out her arse crack, the intensity in the room seems to be growing as they both lock up, arms around backs in a bearhug, Sarah feels confident she can overpower her rival, instead she is bitten on her left tit, howling as her head rears back, Liza tripping her moments later to her back by hooking her left leg with her right.
Sarah yanks Liza’s hair with her right, while her left digs her nails into the side of her tit, trying to break the Pitbull like grip of her foes teeth, it takes nearly a minute but Liza’s teeth are off, there’s a visible bite mark on her tits, Sarah slapping Liza with her left hand to her face, fighting tears from as much anger as being hurt, both fighting on the ground as they swap positions, Liza looking comfortable on the mats with Sarah, neither is getting away from being marked up as scratch marks appear on backs, to tits and even their arses as they dig their nails in, tights getting torn by toe nails as they try to push each other around.
Finally they push apart again, taking a breather as sweat now coats them, Liza’s hair certainly was thinner then when she started, Sarah’s mane wasn’t massive better, slowly as if on silent agreement they reach their tights to pull them off, using the break to get some much needed air, Sarah says “I am going to rape your arse with that dildo when I am done with you” Liza scowling at her, moving on her knees to engage her once more, Sarah matching her as both go for the others tits, yanking and squeezing as they cry out in pain, tears flowing as the sweat in their cuts must be stinging on top of this torture, Liza pinches with her nails the left nipple of her rival, Sarah giving a loud scream as a thin trickle of blood can be seen around it.
Punching Liza with her right into her belly button, that hurt the Filipino woman as she gasps out and bends slightly forwards, Sarah giving a cuffing left handed slap around the ear of Liza to get her grip off her tits, then forcing the smaller woman to her back, instinctively Liza scissors the right leg of the blonde, stopping her fully mounting her, still Sarah has control as she has her by the throat with her left, right swinging slaps into the face of the pinned fighter, Holly urged Liza to fight back as I looked at her, seeing tears well up in her eyes for her new friend.
A cry caught Holly’s attention, mine too as I saw Liza had pulled the knickers of Sarah viciously into her arse and pussy, Sarah cried “get… off” as Holly willed Liza on, Sarah’s leg being trapped now meant more then just her mounting Liza, she couldn’t escape so easily, raking her nails across her rivals tits, Liza desperately tried to hold now, sensing she might make the American quit, tears dripped onto her tits, Liza just couldn’t quite hold on, letting go as Sarah managed to push away from her, both panting on their backs in pain, there were trickles of blood from the cuts on Liza’s tits that looked like a feral cat on a scratching post, Sarah meanwhile took her knickers off and sobbed as she rubbed her pussy, neither had every being pushed this hard before in their lives, I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing, it was clear both thought about submitting, sheer willpower kept them in this.
After two minutes laying in pain, the sat up and looked at each other with looks that told the story of how much they hated each other, the power of Sarah hadn’t won this or Liza’s will to do anything to win so far, Liza striped her knickers off as both took their torn garter belts off too, striped bare to their biggest rival, they could see the damage clearer they had inflicted, they also knew the pain they was in wasn’t pleasant, blonde and black hair litters the mat, still they come back together to wage war, two queens scared their kingdom was about to fall around them.
Slapping desperately at any target in front of them, their movements were becoming laboured, a slap caught Liza around her ear, then Sarah lunged like a tigress at her, hands on those abused tits again, she shook Liza around by them as I heard Holly whisper “no..” with tears running down her cheek, Liza valiantly tried to slap back and claw at her opponent, thirty seconds later Liza for the first time in her life says “I quit!” with tears running down her cheeks to the mats, Sarah isn’t satisfied though, screaming “who is the better woman you cxnt?!” as Liza howls like a wounded animal stuck in a trap, it takes a few moments, Liza says “you.. are… better than… me” Sarah throwing her down to her back in a rage as Holly was ready to rush out our room into where they were, I had to hold her right arm and whisper “she wanted to fight this way, I am sorry” Holly looked furious with me, she knew I was right as she sat back down in her seat, covering her eyes sobbing.