Mad Women, Ch 8
This is a work of fantasy and the human imagination.
After the violent fight between Kaira and Dani, it was decided they would postpone the bouts between Anna and Kaira and between Dani and Debleena from the Fourth of July to Labor Day. Kaira was the daughter of a very wealthy New York businessman, and she had been given a do-nothing internship at the advertising agency where Anna and Daniella worked while she was in college. She’d started out as Anna’s assistant—who never assisted her with anything—but since then she’d ingratiated herself with management and had just been attending meetings and offering opinions without doing any work herself. In Anna’s opinion, it was like she was born for the corner office. Anna was very attractive, as was Daniella, but Kaira had an otherworldly aura about her to match her perfectly formed face and her very athletic body and imposing bosom. Kaira and Daniella had quickly developed an intense rivalry, and they had stayed after work one night and settled things. The fight ended with Kaira humbling Dani, as everyone in the office learned about straightaway because Kaira told anyone who asked that she’d kicked Dani’s ass. Dani had become the ‘head girl’ of the office since she’d started there, and Kaira had wanted everyone to know the new pecking order. Anna had seen herself as the inheritor of the position, of course, as a girl who was very attractive and well-formed and had an impressive record as a brawler from college herself, she had thought. She and Dani had a complicated relationship; they had fought together against two other young women who’d had history with Dani at the Watts’ house in the Hamptons on Memorial Day, but they had also been the two attractive, competitive women in their office. Dani had missed work after the fight, and then when she returned she’d dodged Anna until Anna got her alone and made her recount to her what had happened.
Life in the office went on in this holding pattern between mid-summer and Labor Day. Kaira came and went as she pleased, and Dani tolerated Kaira’s smug attitude when she was there, and Anna tolerated it because Dani tolerated it and it seemed to her like she would be stepping on Dani’s territory by instigating anything with Kaira before their bout at the Watts’ house on Labor Day. So the bad feelings hung in the air, and the atmosphere around the office seemed to drip with estrogen, to give everything an extra charge. In late July, it was communicated to Anna and Dani that, while Debleena intended to honor the deal made when Dani and Anna fought there on Memorial Day weekend, there would be special circumstances. The audience would be about twenty of her peers from the richest tier of New York society, although her husband would not be attending. Anna would fight Kaira on Saturday night, and Dani would fight Debleena on Sunday morning. But before that, on Saturday afternoon, there would be a ceremony that would decide the rules of each fight. The women were instructed to bring evening gowns as well as bikinis and a set of lingerie to wear and to “be prepared.” Anna wasn’t sure what to make of that phrase, but she resigned herself to her situation, and she let the intervening weeks play out, enduring the aggression from Kaira and the tension with Dani by telling herself that such as the natural order of things between women like them.
And now, Anna and Dani were at the Watts' house in the Hamptons, gathered with their audience, the two Watt women, and a man who’d be working as the referee for the two bouts. Much of the audience seemed to be the same as from Memorial Day, including a few department heads from Abraham and Weiner, their ad agency, but there was a tall and attractive young man who was said to be Kaira’s boyfriend and who seemed to be glancing in Anna’s direction once or twice. Both visiting women were wearing evening gowns that showed off their spectacular bodies and had done their hair and makeup to put their innate beauty to full effect. Anna had straight brown hair, a wide smile and sparkling eyes. She’d been a ballet dancer when younger, and she still had that strong lower body and abs as well as a shapely and effeminate bust. Dani had longer hair that was naturally frizzy, light brown to the point of almost being blonde, and she had full cheeks, larger brown eyes, and a glow to her face that suggested a zeal for life. She had a very impressive bust and a shapely figure, and Anna knew from personal observation that she was quite the accomplished fighter. Kaira, Anna’s opponent, wore a very revealing gown with a plunging neckline that showed off her enormous bosom and the strength of her arms and legs. Her mother was from India, and although her father was white and her skin complexion was a bit lighter than her mother’s, they looked very similar, with intimidating good looks and straight black hair. Debleena wore a more conservative dress that still let it be known that she had an impressive feminine figure and that she was still in very good physical condition despite being nearly forty years old, about fifteen years older than her opponent, Dani. Anna was older than Kaira but only by a few years.
The grey-haired man who would be their referee called for everyone to listen and to gather around the large rectangular table that had been placed in the open grass between the pool and the pool house. The ladies who would be fighting sat themselves on his direction, Anna and Dani on one side, the Watts on the other, so that they were facing their opponent. The ref explained that they would go through a series of choices, alternating, to decide the rules, setting, and attire for the “matches,” as he called them. For each variable, there would be a set of options. From those, one fighter would choose two possibilities, and then her opponent would make the final choice. It would alternate who chose first with each round.
“Anna and Kaira will go first,” he intoned. “The first variable is Foreplay. The options are Face Slapping, Breast Slapping, Stomach Punching, and Breast Squeezing. Each would be 5 exchanges or 1 minute, whichever is appropriate. Anna, you are first.”
“Face Slapping and Stomach Punching,” she said.
“Hmm, don’t want to match breasts with me, eh?” Kaira said, sharply.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Anna responded.
“I’m just saying. I choose Face Slapping.”
“Very well,” the ref said. “Before the match starts, the ladies will exchange slaps to the face, 5 each. The next is the rules for striking: No Punching or Kicking to the Face, Grappling Only, Boxing with Full-Sized Gloves, and No Rules.”
“No Rules will be one,” Kaira said immediately. “And, let’s see, No Face Punching.”
“No Punching to the Face,” Anna said, to which Kaira sighed and made a face so that everyone would notice her disdain for Anna and her choices. Just having to sit at the same table as this girl was becoming intolerable.
“There will be no punching or kicking to the face allowed,” said the referee. “Next is the setting: In the Mud, On the Racquetball Court, In the Boxing Ring, and On the Beach. Anna, choose two.”
“Mud and Beach.”
“Very well,” said the ref. “And Kaira, please choose.”
“Mud.”
“The bout will be here by the pool, with Mrs. Watt’s gardening staff preparing a mud pit for the ladies. Now, Miss Kaira, the next choice is attire: Topless, Bikini, Lingerie, and Dresses.”
“Oh, how much of yourself do you want to show off, Anna?” Kaira asked, and then without giving her a chance to reply, she added, “Topless and Bikini.”
“Bikini.”
“Of course,” Kaira said, rolling her eyes.
“And now for La Petite Mort,” the ref said, trying to cut in before the situation at the table devolved. “Pain, Pleasure, or Profit. If the ladies choose Pain or Pleasure, the winner will get 5 minutes to do whatever she pleases with the loser, as appropriate to the reward chosen. For Profit, if Anna or Daniella win, they will receive a 20,000 dollar check from the Watts. If the Watts win, the loser will fight in a total of 3 arranged bouts against appropriate opponents for an audience, again, as appropriate. Anna, please choose two.”
“Pleasure and Profit.”
“Pleasure,” Kaira said quickly. “I’m going to take a great deal of pleasure in beating you like I did your little friend, excuse me, your large friend, and then you’re going to get to pleasure me. Or my boyfriend, I haven’t decided yet. Don’t get your hopes up, though. He’s too rich to be interested in you.”
“That’s not the vibe I was getting earlier,” Anna replied.
“Ladies, please,” the ref said with an exasperated tone. “There will be time for that later. Our last choice is the Mode of Victory: First to 5 Submissions, Winner’s Satisfaction, and Timed Rounds to J’en Ai Assez. Under Winner’s Satisfaction, the fight ends with the loser has submitted and the winner has agreed to accept the submission. Under Timed Rounds, we will have 3 minute rounds until there is a submission, but the submission can only occur between rounds. Kaira, I believe it is up to you to select two options.”
“Oh, this is the interesting one. I’ll go with 5 Submissions and Winner’s Satisfaction.”
“5 Submissions,” Anna said.
“Very well,” the ref said before there could be any more extraneous discussion. “Ladies and Gentlemen, the fight between Anna and Kaira will take place in the mud, in bikinis, with no closed fists or kicking to the face, and the first woman to make the other submit 5 times will be the winner, and earn 5 minutes of pleasure at the expense of the loser.” With that, he stepped down the table to where Dani and Debleena sat. “The options will be the same for Sunday’s bout. Daniella, you are to choose two options for the Foreplay: Face Slapping, Breast Slapping, Stomach Punching, and Breast Squeezing.”
“Breast Slapping and Stomach Punching,” Dani said.
“Breast slapping,” Debleena chose. “Although my daughter tells me that you don’t do well with either one.”
“We’ll find out, won’t we?”
“Ladies, please,” the ref interjected. “The Foreplay will be breast slapping, 5 open-handed blows each. Next is the rules for striking: No Punches or Kicks to the Face, Grappling, Boxing with Regulation Gloves, and No Rules.”
“No Rules,” Debleena said definitively.
“Very good. And your other choice?”
“No Rules.”
“Ma’am, you do need to make another…”
“Agreed,” Dani said, cutting in. “No Rules.” The two women were staring directly into each other’s eyes, and Anna could see from the rise and fall of their chests that they were breathing more deeply now.
The ref sighed. “Very good, ma’am. There will be no disallowed attacks in the bout. Daniella, you are to make two choices for the setting: Mud, Racquetball Court, Ring, and Beach.”
“Racquetball Court and Ring.”
“Racquetball Court,” Debleena said immediately.
“The bout will be held in one of the courts at the Premiere Gym in town, the privacy of which will be arranged by the Watt family,” the ref announced. “And now, ma’am, the attire: Topless, Bikini, Lingerie, Evening Gowns.”
“Lingerie and Evening Gowns. We’ll see if we can introduce some style to this trollop.”
“I’ve got more style in my finger than your whole family has,” Dani said.
“Ladies,” the ref said again, drawing out each syllable. “Miss Daniella, it’s your choice, lingerie or evening gowns?”
“Lingerie.”
“Thank you. If you would, pick two options for La Petite Mort: Pain, Pleasure, or Profit.”
“Pain and Profit. There won’t be any pleasure here.”
“If we could refrain from the commentary for just one more minute,” the referee requested. “And ma’am, your choice?”
“Pain.”
“Very good. And the mode of victory: First to 5 Submissions, Winner’s Satisfaction, or Timed Rounds.”
“Winner’s Satisfaction and Timed Rounds,” Debleena said. “Which do you want?”
“Timed Rounds,” Dani replied. “You’ll get to think about it when you quit.”
“Excellent. The fight between Daniella and Mrs. Watt will begin with an exchange of slaps to the chest. It will be held on a secured racquetball court at the Watts’ gym, and it will be no rules in lingerie, and it will consist of timed 3 minute rounds until one lady choose to quit between rounds. The winner will then get to treat the loser as she likes for 5 minutes.”
“Did you hear that?” Dani asked as all four women rose to their feet. “I’ll get to hurt you however I want.”
“She’s going to beat the pretty off of you, and then I’m going to get to torture those udders of yours again, and this time, everyone will get to see it,” Kaira said from her mother’s side. Debleena, for her part, only smirked.
“Any time you want to fight again, let me know,” Dani replied.
There was more talking and jostling between Dani and Kaira, but the table, the ref, and the audience were enough to keep it from developing further. The two guests were shown to their quarters, which were separate bedrooms this time, to rest, eat, and prepare themselves for what lay ahead.
Several hours later, Saturday evening, Anna stood on one side of the mud pit, Kaira on the other. Both of them wore bikinis, Anna in white, Kaira in black. Anna ran her eyes up and down the body of the Indian beauty, her lean, muscular arms and legs, her well-shaped and powerful butt, her chest, so well-endowed and firm that her flesh swelled up out of the sizeable cups of her bikini top. And Anna thought of her own body, honed from years of ballet and her natural athletic gifts, her longer legs, her tight abs, her own well-formed chest. Both girls wore their hair loose, and Anna shook her head, giving her light brown hair one last toss before it would inevitably be ruined by the mud they would be fighting in. As she did, she took note of the gorgeous black hair opponent, hanging down longer than her own, and she thought of what a bitch this girl had been to her at work, acting superior because of her looks and her family’s wealth, wealth that had gotten her the job. A job that she didn’t even have to show up at, while Anna had had to earn her degree and the job and had to work all day to hold off girls like Kaira. She felt like Kaira was coming for everything she had, which she didn’t even need. And then Anna looked over the crowd and spotted Kaira’s boyfriend, the hot lacrosse star from Johns Hopkins. He was admiring Anna, running his eyes up and down her body and smiling lasciviously at her. She felt her face grow warm, and she smiled back at him, lasciviously, and she pushed her hair back and tucked it behind her ear and even swiveled her torso so that she would get a side view of her breasts and her ass. She thought of the lines of her haunches and the swell of her chest and his looking at her and she ran her hand through her hair and twinkled her nose at him.
Kaira saw all of this, it was clear, and she stepped into the mud and motioned for Anna to do the same. “Let’s get started, bitch,” she said.
Anna obliged her, putting one bare foot, then the other, into the mud. It was surprisingly thick in its texture, and not very deep, and Anna had the sudden realization that landing in the mud was not going to be very different from landing on the dry ground. “Whenever you’re ready,” she responded. She felt nervous because of how badly this girl had beaten Dani, but simultaneously she felt excited because of how badly she wanted to hit her and to hurt her for all the times she had insulted her.
The ref called for the two of them to step to the center of the mud pit and to ready themselves. The girls came within a few feet of each other and set their feet as solidly as they could. They would each get five slaps, the ref said, and Kaira would go first. Before Anna had readied herself, almost before the ref’s words were out, Kaira whipped her right hand out and nailed Anna viciously across the cheek. The crack of her open hand on Anna’s skin was sharp and hard in the night air and the force of the blow spun Anna all the way around. Her feet sloshed through the mud and her hair whirled around her head and everything went blank for a second. Stumbling, unsteady, but she kept her feet and got herself turned around, and when she did she saw that Kaira was standing with one hand on her hip, smirking at her with a ‘how do you like that’ look on her face. The self-satisfaction of it enraged Anna and she slapped her right back, but she struck before she had really set herself and there wasn’t enough power behind it. Kaira’s head was turned, but she kept her feet in place and she just reset herself, touching one hand to her cheek and smiling at Anna.
“We’re going to have fun when I’m through with you tonight,” Kaira said, slowly.
And she slapped Anna across the face again. Anna caught the blur of her hand coming up and then the next thing she knew, she was on her hands and knees, facing the wrong direction and down in the mud. When her head cleared, she could hear Kaira chuckling behind her and some murmurs and giggles from the audience. Over that, a man’s voice said, loudly, “At least she has that ass,” and several people laughed with him. Anna felt like her face would have burned red, except that it already was burning from the force of the slap. Finally, she rose to her feet, glad that at least she hadn’t landed all the way in the mud. And again Kaira was smirking at her.
“Aren’t hot, can’t hit, who knows what,” Kaira started, and then Anna cut her off with a wicked slap of her own. Kaira went stumbling several steps and was turned all the way around, but she kept on her feet.
The ref cautioned Anna and went to step between the two girls, but she asked him what rule she had broken and he just shrugged and stepped back out of the way. “Three slaps each remaining,” he informed everyone.
This time, it was Kaira who was enraged. “Want to cheap shot, eh?” she asked as she stepped back into place. “We’ll see who gets dirty when we fight for real.”
“Yeah, we are gonna see,” Anna replied.
Kaira slapped her again, but this time Anna let her face roll with it rather than try to absorb it. She got herself knocked sideways, but she was able to stay up and it didn’t shock her as badly. And when she set herself, she noticed that Kaira was bracing herself to take a shot from her left, Anna’s right hand, so she slapped her with her left. It was her weaker hand, but Kaira was caught unawares and she now she went stumbling in the other direction. Kaira had a dark look on her face as she set herself again, and Anna felt like she was getting somewhere. The girl was strong, and she could hit hard and take a hit, but she wasn’t inhuman. Anna took her next slap as she had the last one, and this time she hit Kaira with her right, to keep her guessing again, and again she sent the busty Indian stumbling. Anna was feeling like she was in this as she steeled herself for Kaira’s last shot, but she wasn’t. Kaira threw all of herself into it, a mighty shot that started below her waist, and she torqued her hips. It was the hardest slap she’d thrown and it spun Anna around and knocked her flat, face first in the mud. She lay in the mud, feeling its cool moistness along the front of her body and on the side of her face. The other side of her face was red hot from the slap, throbbing. She lay there and she could hear everyone in the audience chuckling at her, and she could imagine them rolling their eyes at the thought of her beating Kaira or even being a challenge to her, and how Kaira was going to drag her down into the mud and hurt her and then humiliate her. Some part of her even wondered if Dani was laughing at her or cheering for her. Reluctantly, Anna rose, first to her knees, sitting on her haunches, then rising up to her feet. She faced off for her last slap with Kaira, who was now openly smirking at her, and to be true Anna had no energy for it and the blow landed harmlessly on her cheek and Kaira just took it.
The foreplay ended, the ref stepped forward and reminded the two female fighters of the rules: no punching to the face, and the first woman to force 5 submissions or ref stoppages would be the winner. As per their gambit, the loser would be forced to pleasure the winner for 5 minutes.
“Are you ready to fight?” he asked Kaira, who nodded enthusiastically.
“Are you ready to fight?” he asked Anna, who also nodded, with trepidation.
“Begin!” he shouted, and got out of the way.
Knowing that Kaira would leap at her, Anna braced herself, but still when the Indian beauty threw herself forward Anna was unprepared for the force. Kaira coiled herself up and launched forward, putting her shoulder into Anna’s gut, and the two of them went down into the mud. Just as she had feared, the thin layer of mud offered little cushioning, and Anna hit the ground hard, with the dark-skinned hellcat on top of her. They both immediately grabbed hold of each other’s hair and thrashed back and forth in the thick goo, smearing it all over their gorgeous bodies, Kaira’s of course clean up to this point and Anna’s already besmirched from her humiliating fall during the foreplay. Anna got on top of Kaira, but she found the smaller girl impossible to hold down and soon enough she was being rolled over and was on the bottom. Kaira got her knees under her and began hitting Anna in the sides with both fists, sharp blows that soon had Anna grunting in pain. With all that she had, Anna pulled to the left on Kaira’s hair and bucked her hips. That got her free but as she tried to rise to her feet, Kaira sprang up from her back and tackled her and dragged her back down. This time, Anna found herself face down in the mud with the Indian clutching to her back. Knowing that the other girl would try to push her face down into the mud and smother her, Anna pushed up with all her strength. But right away, Kaira wrapped her legs around Anna’s waist and squeezed. It was a crushing force, and Anna fell down to her side and began pulling furiously at the now-slick thighs constricting and controlling her. While she was so occupied, Kaira got her forearm around Anna’s throat and choked her. Anna rolled backward, putting Kaira’s back into the mud, but the maneuver got her nothing and seemingly only helped Kaira squeeze harder. Anna pulled at the forearm and tried to reach around and get hold of Kaira’s hair, but it was no use, and soon enough she was slamming her hand into the mud to signal her surrender.
Kaira pushed the taller girl off of her and sprang to her feet energetically, leaving Anna in the mud, gasping for air. It had only been a minute or two, and she was already down 0-1. She stayed on her knees, taking deep breaths, for the first half of their allotted 1 minute rest, eyeing the Indian beauty who was giving the crowd more attention than she was her. As the ref signaled the end of the break, Anna rose and the two beauties squared off again. Expecting another rush, Anna again braced herself, tightening her torso and bending her knees and leaning forward. But instead, Kaira reached up and yanked her by the hair. Pulling down and back, Kaira dragged Anna forward and then, twisting and continuing to pull, got her stumbling and turning in a circle. Anna yelped and tried to grab onto her opponent but she was spinning and her head was pointed down, and eventually she went down into the mud, with Kaira landing on top of her again. The two girls scrambled, grasping and slapping at each other in a whirling scrum, and Anna did her best, at first trying to reverse the other girl and then trying to get free of her, but again she ended up face down in the mud with her opponent on top of her. Again, she expected Kaira would try to smother her in the mud, and Anna pushed her head up with all she had, but instead of pushing down Kaira yanked up on her hair, pulling her shoulders and upper chest free of the mud. Then Kaira rolled the both of them back and slithered around, adjusting herself, so that she had both of them on their side, with her behind Anna, pulling her head back with one hand. With the other, she first smacked Anna in the face over and over. Then she scooped up a handful of the thick goo and smeared it all over Anna’s face. It was in her mouth and her eyes and up her nose and without even thinking Anna began clawing the gunk away. As she did, Kaira reached around and yanked her bikini top up and then went to work on her breast. She slapped and squeezed at the sizeable mound and then latched onto Anna’s nipple, twisting and pinching and then pulling at it. Anna yelled in pain and anger and slapped at the hand and finally pushed it away. But before she could try to get herself free, she found herself being rolled forward onto her stomach. Kaira was sitting on her backside and with both hands now she shoved Anna’s face in the mud and held her there. Anna spluttered and tried to push herself up but it was no use, and once again she was slapping at the mud to signal her surrender. It was now 0-2 in favor of the beautiful Indian.
This time, when the ref signaled the start of the round, Anna stepped to the side and retreated. Kaira followed her. Both girls had their arms held up defensively, and they grabbed and flicked at each other for several seconds and then began handfighting. That turned into grappling, with both of them seizing each other by the shoulders. Anna felt her height advantage over the other girl and imagined herself pressing down on her, but then she suddenly felt herself being seized and controlled as Kaira clasped her arms around her torso. She got Anna tight and cinched her hold up under her armpits and then popping her hips and twisting slung her through the air. Anna landed in the mud on her back and then Kaira crashed on top of her. Before she could defend herself, the other girl was sitting on top of her and she was mauling her, slapping her and pulling her hair and crushing her breasts. Anna could feel the bitch’s fingers digging into her flesh and she kicked her feet and grimaced and pulled at the hands. Both of their bodies were coated in muck and it was relatively easy for her to pull the hands of her chest and then she bucked her off. They rolled through the mud and as Kaira came up to her knees, Anna launched herself forward. She collided with the Indian beauty and knocked her onto her back. They were in the grass now, Anna on top, and she thought that the texture of the ground would give her a chance to control the other girl. She grabbed hold of Kaira’s wrists with both hands and strained and struggled with her, slamming her arms down on the ground only for the dark beauty to muscle up again. Again and again they did this and then as Anna was leaning forward, trying to use her bodyweight to hold her down, Kaira surged up and, leaning forward, bit Anna’s breast. It was only one nip but it surprised Anna, who leaned back and reflexively held her breast over the bite in a protective move, which gave Kaira a chance to wriggle out from under her. As Anna was shifting her focus from her injured chest to her opponent, she received a stunning slap to the face that knocked her onto her back. She lay there, stunned, as Kaira once again got on top of her. Anna put her hands up to try to push her off, but the Indian rained down slaps to her head and her chest. It seemed endless and Anna held her arms over her face, purely defensive, and in response Kaira threw punch after punch into her stomach and chest, over and over, and then she seized Anna’s hair and slammed her head on the ground until she slapped the ground in surrender again.
0-3 now and Anna was a mess. She was covered in mud, as was her opponent, but Anna could feel the red and raw nature of her flesh all over her body, and she knew that Kaira had none of that. The two girls stood facing each other as the minute break counted down, and as they did, Anna sensed the restless and mocking atmosphere of the crowd. They were all watching her get humiliated by this bitch who had made her so miserable at work. And she wondered if Dani was happy to see her get handled like this, by the same girl who had handled her so easily. Thinking this, Anna turned her attention to Kaira, who was staring at her body as if she were evaluating a chunk of meat. Seeing her, the look on her face, and her gorgeous body, coated in mud, and thinking of how much she’d humiliated her and hurt her already, rage built up from deep inside her and overwhelmed her fatigue and her pain. And that moment, the ref called for the start of the round, and Anna saw Kaira start to lunge forward and she snapped her leg out. Her kick struck home between the other girl’s legs, and Anna felt her softness there and the force of her strike. Immediately, Kaira’s eyes went glassy and she dropped down to her knees in the mud, both hands covering her groin. Anna pivoted and kicked her across her massive bust with her other foot, feeling the top of her foot land against the huge mounds on her chest. The force of it put Kaira on her back, and Anna could see her landing and the mud splooshing around her falling body as if it were in slow motion, and suddenly she could foresee that if Kaira tapped right away she’d have the minute to recover and Anna wouldn’t have done her any more serious damage. So she plopped down, straddling Kaira’s waist, and she put her left hand across Kaira’s face and with her right fist she slammed punch after punch straight down into her stomach, as fast and as hard as she could. She got maybe ten punches in before Kaira was recovered enough to tap.
Anna’s arm and shoulder were on fire, but as she pushed herself up to her feet, she saw that she’d hurt Kaira badly, and she wanted more of that. About halfway through the recovery period, Kaira pushed herself up out of the mud and got to her feet, and she stood glaring at Anna with the meanest look she’d ever seen. Anna saw that she hadn’t expected to lose even a round to her, and knowing that made her feel good. She felt even better as Kaira’s mother, Debleena began yelling that the kick had been a foul and that Kaira should win the round, but the ref just shrugged at her and said that the only rule was no punches or kicks to the face.
“You dickless wonder,” Debleena shouted at him.
“Shut the fuck up, you old bitch,” Anna told her, never taking her eyes off of Kaira. Both girls glared at each other for the last few seconds of the break. It was now 1-3.
When the ref called the start of the round, Anna could see that Kaira intended to repay her the kick to her crotch. And sure enough, Kaira launched a kick aimed between Anna’s legs, with no sense of balance or positioning. Anna was ready, and she grabbed Kaira’s foot and lifted it straight up in the air, dumping the Indian beauty flat on her back. Kaira held her hands up as if to defend herself from a leaping attack, but instead Anna maintained her held on the foot and pushed the leg to the side, she stamped down on Kaira’s groin. Again she struck home, and Kaira gasped in pain. Anna let go of the foot now, letting Kaira curl up into a ball, with both hands on her crotch and without any sense of what Anna was doing. And she took advantage. Rotating to get behind her, Anna kicked her in the back over and over again, one after another landing true. Kaira arched her back and shrieked, and she tried to rotate to face her opponent, even reaching out as if to grab her ankles, but Anna hopped back out of reach. Kaira lay in the mud, staring up at her with wide eyes, angry but also, Anna thought, hurting and even a bit scared. Anna waited, and finally Kaira rotated her hips and brought her legs under her as if to rise up, and then Anna attacked. She kicked at Kaira, who instinctively raised her hands up to protect her face, but Anna’s foot was aimed at her huge breasts instead. Her foot hit with a sick wet thud and Kaira just absorbed the shot. She was sitting on her haunches, moaning, hands to her breasts, but Anna wasn’t done. She took hold of her hair, tight, and holding her head in place Anna kneed her in her chest over and over, each time feeling her knee sink into the spheres. She didn’t know how many times she kneed her like that, but when she let go of her hair, Kaira rolled onto her back and lay still. But she hadn’t submitted yet, and Anna pressed her advantage. She sat down on her waist and punched Kaira’s breasts with rights and lefts until Kaira finally, moaning in pain, weakly patted the mud.
2-3. Anna put her hands on Kaira’s chest and pushed herself up dramatically and stood over her opponent, staring down at her. Kaira was lying on her back, glaring up, and then she kicked at Anna’s legs and said, “move, bitch.” Anna kicked her back, responding in kind without too much force, and Kaira came up to her feet, shoving Anna in the chest as she did, and the ref got between them and reminded them that anyone who threw a blow during the break would forfeit a round. Anna said that he needed to tell that to Kaira, who called Anna a dumb slut, and the two of them reached for each other with the ref between them, trying to keep them separated. Both girls were covered in mud, coating their hair, faces, and majestic bodies, and they were gasping for air but also energized by the shoving. At last, the ref got them separated and started the one minute of rest. They stared at each other, both of them with their hands on their hips, huffing for air. Both pairs of breasts were exposed as their tops had gotten pushed aside in their fighting and neither bothered to try to repair it or to removed them. Anna’s nicely sized and firm breasts, with her long nipples, and Kaira’s enormous chest topped by her equally impressive nipples, both girls’ chests coated with mud. Anna untied hers and tossed it aside, and Kaira followed suit.
At the end of the break, both girls circled cautiously. Anna was watching the other girl’s chest as they swayed back and forth, and she smacked her across the face and then, as Kaira raised her hands to protect herself, she ripped uppercuts into her boobs. Kaira took the shots and she punched Anna in the breast in response and then nailed her in the stomach. The two girls fell into a wrestler’s clinch, arms wrapped around each other, and they strained and pushed against each other and then fell sideways into the mud. They landed together and stayed locked together. They thrashed and rolled in the mud, pulling hair and smacking each other’s bodies, their bodies and their faces pressed together. Anna got on top for a second, with Kaira’s right arm trapped under her body, and she put her forearm across Kaira’s face, intending to hold her in place for some punching, when the Indian bit down on her arm. Anna yelped and bit her on the upper arm, which happened to be the body part that was nearest her mouth. Kaira groaned but did not let go of her bite, if anything, biting harder. Anna could feel the teeth in the flesh of her forearm and she suddenly felt hot all over. She shifted herself on Kaira’s body and pushed down on her face with her left arm and reached down Kaira’s bikini bottoms with her right. She scratched and pulled and pinched at what was there and she was rewarded with howling, bucking hips, thrashing under her. Kaira twisted her hips back and forth and Anna lost her grip for a second. Kaira was pushing on her face with her left hand and Anna grabbed it and pinned it down in the mud with her right. And then, she found that the side of her face was resting on Kaira’s enormous breast and she sank her teeth in. Another howl of pain and rage. Kaira was bucking and turning under her but she was stuck. Both of her arms were pinned and she was too tired to work herself free with her legs and hips. And Anna kept biting her breast and even started chewing on her and eventually Kaira submitted again.
3-3. Anna had evened it up. She rose to her feet and stood for the entire rest period, while Kaira lay in the mud and only rose near the end. Neither girl said anything this time, and the audience was quiet. Some part of Anna’s brain recognized that she had somehow underestimated how unpopular she was with this crowd. And as she did, she thought of how she was going to take it out on Kaira. There was mud on Anna’s teeth and on her tongue from biting Kaira and she worked up some spit and wiped it off as best she could and she waited. At last, as the end of the break neared, Kaira got to her feet, absentmindedly wiping the mud off of her chest and stomach and thighs as she did. Anna was staring at her, hard, but Kaira was just looking at the ground, at nothing.
“Did you notice the way your boyfriend looks at me?” Anna asked her.
“Shut up,” Kaira responded, as if she were talking from someplace else.
“Make me.”
The ref called the end of the break and they started again. Kaira raised her hands up in front of her, somewhere between reaching out to grab Anna and defending herself. Anna had her hands down at her waist, fingers curled into claws. They circled each other, and Anna watched Kaira’s steps and then when she crossed her feet Anna threw herself forward and tackled her, driving her backwards and then to the ground. They landed in the grass and started catfighting again, pulling hair and slapping. Anna could feel the difference in the Indian girl, how she was getting tired. It was easy for her to roll Kaira onto the bottom and to sit up and slap her face back and forth. Kaira reached up, trying to get hold of Anna’s hands, but she gave up and instead grabbed her breasts. She squeezed them with all she had, and Anna yelped and responded in kind. She grabbed hold of Kaira’s giant mud-caked boobs, sinking her fingers all the way into the brown orbs, kneading them like they were raw dough. Her own chest burned and ached but she maintained her grip on Kaira’s. She switched her grip from a claw to a clamp, pinching great folds of the flesh between her thumbs and her fingers, and even pulling up. Now Kaira was howling, and she took it as long as she could but then finally she let go of Anna’s breasts and pulled at her hands. With the mud on them and their sweat, Anna couldn’t maintain her hold and Kaira had freed herself. But she was still pinned under the other girl, and Anna slipped her hands free of Kaira’s and resumed slapping her face. Kaira pulled her hair and rolled and eventually they broke apart and rolled free of each other. Anna quickly got to her hands and knees and turned to face her opponent. Kaira was facing away from her, struggling to push herself up off the ground and as she did, Anna seized her by the shoulder and pulled her around and slapped her viciously across the face. The strike put Kaira face down in the grass, unmoving. Anna rose to her feet and stood over her, breathing hard, staring down at the Indian girl’s wonderfully formed back, ass, and legs. She was starting to move now, and Anna grabbed her by the hair with both hands and dragged her over to the mud. Putting her knee in the middle of her back and her hands in her hair, she held Kaira’s face down in the mud until she tapped her surrender. As soon as she did, Anna released her so that she could roll over, sputtering for air.
“Not so fun, is it?” Anna asked her.
4-3, one round left to win. Again, Kaira stayed on the ground until the break was almost up, and it looked genuinely painful for her to get to her feet when she did. She first rolled over and came to her hands and knees, enormous breasts swaying under her as she paused to rest, then pushing herself up to her feet and finally standing, staring at Anna, hands on her hips. The ref was about to call time when Kaira held her hand up.
“I want to go no rules,” Kaira said.
Before Anna could answer, a woman’s voice shouted “You can’t change the rules now!” from the audience. It was Dani, and she was standing up and pointing and yelling at Kaira. “You’re just mad because you’re losing in front of everyone!”
“Stay out of this, little girl,” Debleena said to her, not yelling, but loudly.
“This is what she wants,” Dani said to Anna. “Don’t fall for this.”
“I can handle her!” Anna yelled back. She left the other part unspoken, that Dani could not.
The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds, and then Anna turned back to Kaira and said that she accepted the change to ‘no rules.’ The referee shrugged and said it was 4-3 in favor of Anna and called the start of the round. Both girls brought their fists up and began circling. Anna noticed that Kaira was tightening up her hands, like she was about to throw a punch, but Anna knew what she was up to, and when Kaira threw a kick aimed at her crotch Anna was able to anticipate. She dodged to the side and while Kaira was on one leg, Anna swept her plant leg and put her down in the mud. As she fell, Kaira was able to roll into Anna’s legs, and both girls were down in the mud again. They immediately got their hands on each other, thrashing in the muck. Kaira got on top at first, but Anna got her by the hair and rolled her over. Anna was on top now, but Kaira had gotten her legs locked around Anna’s waist and she was squeezing her. Anna moaned in pain and she grabbed hold of Kaira’s breasts and mauled her, crushing the giant spheres. Kaira put her hands straight out horizontally and arched her back, giving herself better leverage to squeeze with her strong thighs. Both girls were groaning in pain. Anna felt like she was being cut in half, and she couldn’t understand how the smaller girl could still have so much strength in her legs. She began churning at the mud with her feet and knees, but it got her nowhere. Then she let go of Kaira’s breasts and grabbed her by the upper arms to hold her hands down and then bit her on the breast. Kaira howled in pain right away, and Anna felt energized by the sound. She began raising her head up, stretching out the female flesh of the other girl. The pain made Kaira crazy. She let go of the scissors and thrashed about, rolled herself out from under Anna.
The two of them were on their knees, panting in fatigue and pain and rage. Covered head to toe in mud and under the mud the bruising and the bite marks on Anna’s arm and Kaira’s arm and chest. Their hair a heavy mat that looked like it was plastered to their skulls. Beautiful faces twisted in hatred. Kaira threw the first punch. It landed on Anna’s cheek with a wet thud and she took it and hit Kaira right back. Neither girl could generate any real power and they just hit each other in the face with arcing rights and lefts, knocking each other about but neither going down. Bits of muck went flying through the air and their hair whipped about. Anna began alternating shots to her chest and her face and Kaira retaliated in kind. Finally, Kaira didn’t throw a punch, just sat on her haunches, huffing and puffing, and Anna poured it on. She pounded her with rights and lefts until at last Kaira toppled over onto her back. Slowly, every part of her aching, Anna crawled forward and mounted her. Sitting atop her, she pounded on her face and bosom until Kaira had gone limp under her and the ref seized her under the armpits and pulled her up and declared her the winner.
The ref raised Anna’s arm and then went to see to Kaira. Debleena came rushing from the audience, saying that she needed to see to her daughter and that she was going to have her taken to her bedroom. “No,” Anna said to her and to everyone else. “I won. I get what’s mine.”
Debleena turned as if to square off with Anna, at which point Dani came charging forward. She grabbed Debleena from behind and spun her around, and the two women began shoving each other, at which point they were separated by a few men from their audience. “I’m taking what’s mine,” Anna repeated. “Unless you’re going to go back on your word,” she added to Debleena.
With that, Debleena relented. Anna was given a large set of wet towels, which she used to clean herself off as best she could, while Kaira was attended to. After a few minutes, she had recovered herself enough for whatever Anna had planned, they judged, and one of the Watt family’s maids helped her clean herself with another set of wet towels. Both women still had streaks and patches of mud all over their bodies, and both of them looked like they’d been thrown down a mountain, but they were ready. The audience seated themselves again, and Anna made eye contact with Dani. The look between them was none-too-friendly, and Anna reflected on how she’d beaten Kaira and Dani had not, and she wondered how that would change their relationship and how Dani would feel about Anna’s victory and the attention she was getting from it, how all of these people who mattered had been able to see her win their fight and would now see what she was about to do to her. She stood up, taking a long moment to let everyone gaze at her in her victory, and then she walked over to Kaira, who was sitting in the grass on the other side of the mud pit, and she bent down next to her and gave her a light, brief pat on the cheek. And then Anna kept walking past her, to the audience, where she took Dani by the hand and pulled her out into the clearing.
“What is this?” Debleena asked in a deathly dark tone.
“I won the right to get what I want,” Anna said. “And this is what I want.” With that, she led Dani over to where Kaira was still sitting in the grass. “Take your dress of,” she said to Dani. “You’re going to get a present tonight.”
Dani, Kaira, and Debleena were all glaring at her, but Anna was high on her victory and she didn’t really care. At last, Dani slid off her evening gown and stood before everyone in her lingerie. It was black lace, and it showed off her magnificent body very well, the swell of her ample bosom, her flat stomach and wide hips. Anna could feel everyone’s staring at Dani and how beautiful she looked and there was a sinking feeling in her stomach, and she motioned for Kaira to move toward her. “You know what you owe us. 5 minutes of heaven,” she said to her. Kaira glared angrily, but she did eventually move toward Dani. She stroked her light brown, frizzy hair, and ran her fingers down her shoulder and arm and then she cupped her breast gingerly and moved in and kissed her, barely, and then she withdrew.
“You know what the people want to see,” Anna encouraged her. “Unless I need to teach you another lesson.”
With that, Kaira engaged again, this time with more enthusiasm. She kissed Dani, taking her by the back of her head and pulling her in, so that their flat stomachs were pressed together, their breasts squished together so that they oozed out to the sides. The kissed again and again and then Kaira slid Dani’s bra off of her and tossed it aside and she cupped and kissed her breasts, licking her large, hard nipples. Dani held her mud-encrusted hair and after about a minute of this she pulled her head back up from her chest and kissed her deeply and now both of them began moaning in pleasure and moving together. The two girls lowered themselves down into the grass and Dani lay on her back and Kaira hovered over her, alternating kissing her on the mouth and sucking on her nipples. Then, when the ref called out that the period was halfway over, Dani made her sit back and pushed her onto her back, and she sat on her face, the same as Kaira had done to her after their fight. Dani sat mounted on her, wriggling, and she grabbed Kaira’s hands and pressed them to her breasts and made the girl massage her chest, until the rest of their 5 minutes was up. When she was done she rose and made as if she were wiping Kaira’s face clean, and the whole time Anna was watching her and the scene she had created and feeling joyous at what she’d accomplished but also jealous of the attention Dani was getting, attention she had earned for herself, that she had been able to earn and Dani had not. And then Dani gathered her bra and her evening gown and went to change and Anna went to shower and the first night’s fighting was over.
