[Janine_G]

The crowd was rowdy and on edge.  The road house was crowded and there was an electricity in the air.  Jackson noticed it and was fully alert.  He even noticed that Donna, his girlfriend, seemed trigger happy.  She and her best friend Carolyn had already almost gotten into an altercation with two women from out of town.  He eyed the big ring/dance floor in the middle of the big bar--sawdust on the wooden floor, surrounded by wooden walls about 3 feet high.  The floor was stained with blood from so many bare-knuckled fist fights that had occurred there.

He thought about the fight from last week, he and a guy named Carter Lewis from a homestead just a few miles north had a friendly match for 200 bucks to the winner.  Jackson had knocked Carter out in the 7th round.  He looked at his "Barbie-doll princess", who had made thousands in that makeshift ring, knocking the tar out of unsuspecting bitches too many times over.  She wasn't only a powerful puncher and a looker, she could take a punch too, and because she was such a barbie doll in physical appearance, a lot of her challengers were caught off guard.  Jackson couldn't remember the last time had lost a fight.  And Carolyn was no slouch in the ring either.  Unlike Donna though, Carolyn had lost in recent memory, a slug fest with some big-titted redheaded biker chick who knocked her out in the 12th round after the two had pummeled each other. 

The music was live tonight and the place was really hopping.  There was a crowd of bikers in one corner that had seemed to be looking to stir up trouble but nothing had occurred to this point in the night.  Carolyn's boyfriend was Jackson's good friend and he was not with them tonight, he was stuck at his job on the night shift this particular evening, but that didn't stop Carolyn and Donna from having fun.  As the music played, the two of them went out on the floor and began dancing.  As they often did, they were very provocative with one another, attracting a lot of attention.  It was not uncommon for them to kiss--to truly put on a show--if they were intoxicated enough and tonight was one of those nights.

Jackson went to the bar and got himself a beer and the bartender nodded to the dance floor as she handed him the beer.  As the two friends danced, a couple of guys from the group of bikers sidled up to them and began dancing with them.  The guys get a little frisky and Carolyn and Donna had to "redirect them".  There was no trouble, and Jackson didn't mind the guys trying. He also appreciated that they had been respectful when the ladies had redirected them.

Jackson sat down at the table as the music paused and the two ladies, glistening with a little sweat, came off the floor and walked over to Jackson, "we're grabbing a drink, do you want another beer?" Donna smiled at him flirtatiously, her cleavage climbing out of the top of her tank top as she leaned forward.

"Oh jeez donna,"  Carolyn reached in front and yanked on the tank, "Just show him your tits already. It's not like we all haven't seen them before..."  and the two struggled for a moment and then walked off--the fights were always topless, male of female.  Traditional, old school fisticuffs.

Jackson watched Donna's shapely ass, hugged by her tight, form fitting, well worn jeans as it swayed towards the bar.

As she and Carolyn talked to Mindy, the bartender, two of the female bikers got up from the table.  Both were brunette, one had her hair dyed purple at the ends.  They were big and busty.  One was wearing leather pants, skin tight and a white tank top that was struggling to contain huge breasts.  The other was wearing a black leather vest that also could barely contain her tits.  They were both toned and in good shape.  Jackson watched as they walked over to Donna and Carolyn.  He immediately knew that they were confronting the other two women about the interaction with their men and he could tell by Donna and Carolyn that things were getting tense. 

Mindy quickly hopped over the bar and diffused things before Jackson could even get out of his seat.

She also then did something that made Jackson smile.  She nodded to her co-bartender and told him to "ring the bell". As he did that, the crowd erupted in a cheer and Mindy hopped up on the bar.  She screamed over the crowd as her presence rapidly caused them to quiet down anyway.

"Ladies and gentlemen!! Betting is open and we have a not ONE but TWO fights for you tonight!! In our first, the home town honey, Carolyn will be taking on our guest Randi and in our second, crowd favorite Donna will be taking on Shelly!!!  Betting is open for Carolyn and Randi over with Mark!!"

The crowd roared and the dance floor cleared and Mindy went under the bar and pulled on a referee shirt.  Donna and Carolyn went to one corner and Jackson joined them and the the other two women went to the other corner and the crowd gathered around the ring.  Carolyn took off her shirt and stood up in the corner of the ring as the first biker in the leather pants and tank top stoop up and removed her top as well. 

Mindy called them both to the center of the ring as the crowd roared with delight.  She gave them the instructions again and then sent both women back to their corners.  Mindy nodded to Mark and the bell sounded.  The two women got into fighting stances and moved out quickly towards the center of the ring...



Mindy made the announcment.  "Fists only, no weapons.  15 rounds, 2 minutes each.  Loser either quits or is knocked out.  Final round goes until we have a winner.  "

[Katherine-wins]

Love the set up

[tr0tz]

Wow! Not only the live crowd's got two fights to watch - we all have!

15 rounds, if one of these fights goes all that way, it's gonna be epic.

And the loser(s) might not be able to direct the bikers off ...

[brick1960]

Amazing setup great writing as usual from Janine.  Looks like two great matchups.

[Janine_G]

The crowd roared as Mindy got out of the way and the two women circled one another.  They bobbed and weaved in their amateurish style and the biker feinted twice before tagging Carolyn with a left hook.  Carolyn countered with two jabs, the first caught the biker on the jaw and the second in her left tit.  Randi smiled and came forward hard and fast, with a frenetic series of punches, rights and lefts, hooks and jabs, driving Carolyn back and tagging her repeatedly as the crowd roared with enthusiasm.  Carolyn found herself with her back against the low wooden wall as Randi unloaded on her like a she was a heavy bag.  Rights and lefts crashed into her flanks and overhand hooks smashed into her head.  The biker was relentless and Carolyn was taking an early beating.  Blows to her big breasts were painful, but the flank shots were really taking a toll on the local girl's body.  She was in trouble early.  The biker's heavy breathing and grunting with exertion was all Carolyn could hear despite the roar of the crowd.  She couldn't focus on Donna's voice trying to coach her from her corner.  She winced as Randi caught her in her ovaries with a particularly powerful uppercut. 

Like most back room untrained fighters though, Randi's blows slowed as she started to tire and with only a few seconds left in the first round, Carolyn countered with a brutal hook to the jaw.  The biker's head snapped back and she stumbled a half-step, dropping her guard.  Carolyn was quick and snapped two solid punches to Randi's face as the crowd erupted with enthusiasm.  A third jab smashed into Randi's nose and it started to bleed.  Carolyn smiled to herself.  She fought her way back off the wall and punished the biker with solid shots to her torso, especially targeting her large breasts.

The bell rang and Carolyn went to her corner and sat down.  Donna gave her a swig of beer and said, "Jeez, what the fuck, Cah?"

The brunette looked at her, "I know, she was fucking beating the shit out of me... oh fuck, I gotta come out harder this time."

Donna said, "You got this, bitch.  Go show her what she got herself into..."

Carolyn charged out at the second round, but so did Randi.  They met almost in the center of the ring.  Randi caught Carolyn with a jab to the face, Carolyn countered with the same.  Randi hit her with a left-right combination, and the right really caught Carolyn.  It stunned the hometown honey.

It only took her a second to refocus, but that second was all Randi needed.  She threw another brutal overhand right that crashed into the side of Carolyn's head and the followed with another, and another...and another.  The punches drove Carolyn backwards as she tried to escape but then as she stumbled backwards, slightly bent over, Randi ran after her and caught her with a stunning left hook that crashed into her face.

Carolyn dropped to the floor on her hands and knees.

The crowd roared.  Donna sat in stunned silence and then recovered and screamed, "GET UP!!"

Carolyn's head hung and blood pooled on the wooden floor in front of her, gushing from a split lip.  Her sweaty hair hung around her face. 

Randi paraded around the ring arms raised, smiling broadly.

Carolyn heard Mindy...."Four.....Five...."  she got to her feet. 

She was dazed and Mindy knew it.  "You okay?" Mindy asked...

Carolyn nodded.  The blurry vision was refocusing.

"Seriously, you okay, Carolyn?"

Carolyn said, "Yeah, let's go."

The fight went on.

Carolyn met Randi again, and threw a punch.  Randi countered with a right-left-right.... Carolyn defended and countered.  Blood dripped down her chin and she wiped it with the back of her hand.  Randi caught her in the tit, then the flank, then several gut punches.  She was on defense in a big way and getting punished.  She was losing.

She threw a punche that Randi ducked and then countered with shots to the gut that hurt Carolyn as the bell sounded again.

Carolyn stumbled over to her corner.

"Holy shit,"  she mumbled.  "I gotta get back in this fight..."

"Yes you do honey..." Donna said, "But you got this...."

"Do I?" Carolyn asked... not to anyone in particular.

[Dan Zone43]

I have 20 bucks on Carolyn

I'm good for the money

[Janine_G]

ROUND 3

The bell rang and Carolyn stood up with confidence and moved out quickly.  Randi took a leisurely pace and let Carolyn come to her.  Carolyn feinted with a left jab and cracked Randi in the chest with a strong right cross.  Randi countered.  Carolyn countered.  Randi connected with a combination.  Carolyn pounded Randi with everything she had.  She could tell that her punches were doing their job--Randi was grunting and wincing, but Randi's punches were equally effective.  They both reopened the injuries they had previously created--Randi bleeding from her nose and Carolyn from her mouth.  Both women started developing welts on their faces as sweat ran their make up all over.  Their hair matted.  A cut opened up over Carolyn's left eye and a cut opened on Randi's left cheek. 

They were flushed and gasping for air as the third round ended.  They both returned to their corners.

"Better, baby, better.  Keep at her. Fight your fight." Donna encouraged her friend as she iced everything she could.

Rounds 4 and 5 were more of the same except that Carolyn's left eye was starting to swell and a bruise was blossoming on her right breast.  Randi was also hurt, a massive stellate tear in the skin over her left implant was bleeding badly and her tit was swollen almost a cup size larger than normal.  Both women were gassed as they entered the 6th round and started the 11th minute of the fight. 

They were both breathing hard now, through their mouths as they wiped their faces and began to tag one another.  Their heads snapped back as they exchanged solid jabs.  A right hook from Randi missed and carried the beleagured woman off balance.  The shift caused her to stumble right into a brutal right hook that caught her perfectly in her wounded breast.  She groaned and fell to the wooden floor, on her hands and knees, met by a roar from the crowd.  She shook her head and jumped to her feet quickly, Mindy checking on her after a two-count.  She nodded, and as soon as Mindy got out of the way, she came at Carolyn with fists flying.  Carolyn held her ground and dodged the assault, sneaking in a right jab followed by a left hook to Randi's ribs.  Randi grunted.  RIght-left again from Carolyn caused Randi to wobble for a second.  The bell sounded.

Round 7 coming.

Carolyn sat down as Donna gave her water and iced her face.  "Your fight, Cah, your fight.  Take it to her.  You got this..."

Carolyn nodded, gasping for breath, drenched in sweat.  She got up as the bell sounded and said, "My round now."

She and Randi met in the center of the ring, circling, wary.  Both were breathing, their bodies were battered.  Their faces wore the scars of war.

She threw a test-jab, and Randi bobbed away from it.  She threw another and Randi swatted it.  A right left combination caught the other woman and stunned her.  Randi's knees wobbled.

Carolyn knew that the fight was now hers.  She didn't want to get overconfident but she wanted to move in hard.  She stepped forward to throw her next punch and the blow crashed into the side of her head like a sledge hammer swung from a power cannon.  The room spun.  Her face exploded in pain as three punches crashed into her like pistons.  She stumbled backwards into the wall.  The other woman was too close to her.  She felt her hot breath, heard the grunts from her body as she threw punches and felt her slick sweaty breasts against her own body.  Randi slammed punch after punch into Carolyn's flanks, ribs and tits.  The blows punished her body in a way that she was sapped of her energy, her ability to catch a breath.  She was certain there was internal organ damage.  She desperately draped her arms around Randi's shoulders and their bodies were pressed together.  Randi pushed her back and she careened into the wall behind her, the edge driving into the small of her back, just above her jeans.  She almost flipped over the wall, but held her footing and rebounded forward. 

As her upper body snapped back, Randi hit her with a right-left into her unprotected face and the world went black.  She crashed to the floor.

There was noise around her, but she couldn't make out anything but a muffled voice.  At first she couldn't tell what it was saying but then she heard, "Five!  Six..."  she came to her senses and struggled to her feet as Mindy cried out "Nine!!!"  She was dazed, but standing.  Mindy asked her if she could fight.  She nodded. 

"Say yes if you want to go on." Mindy instructed.

"Yes." Carolyn said.

She put her hands up in a fighting stance.  Mindy got out of the way and there was Randi, drenched in sweat, bloody and battered, but looking energized.  Carolyn swung a slow, looping, heavy-handed Right hook that Randi stepped back and avoided.

And then Randi punished her for ever getting up off the floor.  Right, left, right, left, right left.  Blow after blow Randi hit Carolyn at least six times before the local favorite crashed to the floor again, completely unconscious this time.

"That's right bitch, you're done..." mumbled Randi as she raised her arms in victory and looked over at Donna, "You're next Barbie!!"  she taunted.  Donna flipped her off and ran to attend to her friend.

Fight two...coming soon.

[tommyfighter]

One hell of a fight! Can Donna get revenge for them?

[Katherine-wins]

Great fight, wrong winner but oh well.   Lol

[tr0tz]

What a battle! And this was only the first fight.

Donna will be very, very angry and ready to pulp her opponent. But anger isn't always helpful ... and if she loses as well, Donna and Carolyn would probably pay badly.

High expectations, high stakes!

[Janine_G]

Donna made sure that Carolyn was okay physically.  She knew that she was going to struggle with the loss mentally.  She took off her shirt and stepped into the ring.  The biker bitch across the ring from her was a bit stockier.  She had removed her vest and was standing in just her jeans and her boots.  Donna didn't look away, she just stared at her sternly as Mindy motioned them to the center of the ring and gave them the same instructions that she had given the previous fighters.

Donna kept her eyes focused.  She was in the zone.  She wanted to pummel this bitch.  There were no words now.  She came out quick as the bell sounded.  The other woman, Shelly, came at her as quickly.  "I've done this before too, Barbie." she growled as they got in range and Shelly started swinging. 

Donna was tough and could take a punch.  She was also strong and quick.  It was an unbeatable collection of skills.  Usually.

Shelly was strong and ruthless.  She was like a heat seeking missle.   She came at Donna with a barrage of punches that wore down the blonde's defenses quickly and began tagging her. Punch after punch caught Donna in her face, her tits, her body.  She took each blow but couldn't find a counter.  Shelly pummeled her.   The first round was a clinic and Shelly was putting on a show.  Donna made it to her corner with a cut under her left eye, a bloody nose and a bruise blossoming on her left tit.

Round 2 was worse.  Donna almost went down.  Shelly took barely any punishment in return.  As the bell sounded ending round 2, Shelly snorted at Donna, "You really are a Barbie doll, bitch."

Donna almost stumbled into her corner.  She was banged up.  Jackson and Carolyn iced and encouraged her. 

She came out for round three.  She finally caught Shelly with a right hook.  It was devastating.  Shelly teetered for a second before recovering.   The counter punches snapped Donna's head back and blood sprayed out from her nose.  The punch that dropped her though was a brutal blow to her ovaries.  She lost all of her leg strength and collapsed to the floor.

It was the first time in years Donna was down, and it was only 19 seconds into round three.

[Janine_G]

Donna looked up at the brunette, the tips of her hair dyed purple.  Mindy counted to three.

"In over your head a bit, girly?" Smirked the biker.  Donna just leered back at the thick woman.  She got to her feet and brushed her hair out of her face.  Mindy asked her if she was ready and she nodded. 

The two women came at each other fast and furious.  Wide punches swung around the outside as they hit each other in the face mostly, but occasionally in the chest and anywhere else they could land a punch.  Donna was finally mounting an offense, but she was taking a beating too.  As the bell sounded, late enough to cause the crowd to erupt with a reaction, the brunette clocked her in the jaw.  Donna went to go after her, but Mindy was quick to jump in as the brunette gave the blonde the finger.

Round four was slugfest.  There was no defense.  The women traded blows seemingly without even trying to block the other woman.  Both got bloodied.  Donna's face started to swell even worse and her left eye was closing. Shelly was breathing hard and her body was finally showing some damage.   Her mouth was swollen, her cheeks were flushed and her left breast was swollen and bruised.

Round 5, Donna came out like a madwoman.  She threw a right-left-right combination and followed with a magnificent gut punch.  The series stunned Shelly and her legs wobbled for a second.  As Donna moved in to finish it, the brunette hit her solidly in the soft part of her belly.  It was a staggering blow.  The entire crowd saw Donna's face go white as the color drained from it.  She momentarily clutched her gut and the brunette swung an overhand right.  It would have dropped a lesser fighter.  Donna stumbled back and steadied herself.  Shelly pursued her.  Right, right, right, right, right.  Blow after blow Shelly pounded Donna's face driving her back into the low wall.  Pinned there, Donna tried to fight off the wall but Shelly was in a fugue.  She was not stopping.  Punches crashed into Donna until the brunette tired a bit and backed up.  Donna was hurt, but she stepped forward like the warrior she was.  Shelly's right hook smashed into the side of her cheek, spinning the blonde as she crashed into the low wall, her arms and tits draped over it as her head dropped.

"That's right, whore, you have no idea who you picked a fight with..." mumbled Shelly as she stepped back to allow Mindy to count Donna out.

As Mindy got to 7, Donna's focus finally returned and she stood using the wall for support as Mindy counted to 9 and stopped.  She asked Donna if she wanted to continue and the blonde nodded.  As Mindy got out of the way, the bell sounded.  Donna almost fell on her way back to her corner and had to use the wall to get the rest of the way there.

[Janine_G]

Donna was hurt.  She had been beaten before, but this big bitch was kicking the crap out of her.  She was not defeated, but she was hurt.  Jackson and Carolyn gave her words of encouragement.   She was a mean bitch, and despite looking like a barbie doll, she didn't go down that easily.  She leapt to her feet at the sound of the bell for round 6.  Her big breasts jiggled as she moved out quickly, despite being swollen and boggy.

Shelly smirked as she came out to meet her foe.  Jab once, tagged Donna in the face.  Jab twice, smack-smack.  Both punches landed.  Donna countered though, Right, left, right left, Face twice, body twice.  The crowd was in a frenzy.  They circled each other, drenched in sweat, bruised and swollen.  Donna was sluggish, Shelly less so.

Smack-smack.  Shelly hit her again. Brutal follow up shot to the body forced Donna to twist instinctively.  Donna countered with a right-left again.  Then two more shots to Shelly's tits.  Shelly winced.  Donna saw it.  She moved forward and hit Shelly with a barrage of heavy blows to her body.  Shelly covered up defensively.  Donna pressed forward and hit her a few more times.  She snapped Shelly's head back.  Shelly shook it off, looked straight at Donna, and Donna dropped her with a brutal uppercut. 

Shelly spun and tumbled to the floor, flat on her back, tits up, as they say....  Mindy started to count.  Shelly struggled to her feet by the count of 5.  Donna charged in, pounding blows to the big brunette's flanks and tummy. Shelly was hurt, pinned against the wall in a defensive crouch. 

The bell sounded.... "Not so mouthy anymore, huh skank?" Donna mumbled as she walked away to her corner, please with her recovery. 

Rounds 7,8, 9 and 10 were slugfests.  The two women traded punch after punch, brutally punishing their foe.  Neither would go down, neither would give in and neither could gain any advantage.  Donna's left eye was swollen shut.  her breast were severely bruised and her nose was a mess.  Her hair was matted with sweat and blood.  Her face looked horrific.

Shelly had a broken rib, her entire left side was a big bruise.  Her left tit was nearly two cups larger than normal and the skin was shiny because it was stretched so badly.  Her face looked like she had been hit with a meat tenderizer repeately until her cheeks and lips were swollen like a marshmallow.  She was exhausted, and she wanted a cigarette.

Round 11, the women had been fighting for 20 minutes.  The bell sounded.  Both struggled to their feet and began to circle, fists up.  Their breasts barely shook, their breathing was labored.  Donna swung a right hook and caught Shelly on the jaw.  Blood and spittle sprayed across the floor.  Shelly swung an uppercut into Donna's gut. The blonde groaned and almost doubled over.  Shelly hit her again.  Lifting her off the floor.  And again.  Same punch, same spot.  Donna grimaced and clutched her belly for a second as she leaned forward and wrapped her arms over Shelly's shoulders.  The brunette smashed punches in close-quarters into her body, causing her to shake and convulse.  She pushed Donna off and as the blonde stumbled back, she hit her with a right hook. And another.  Donna tumbled into the wall, but didn't fall down.  As she twisted back, Shelly was there, ready to pounce, but Donna smashed her in the face with a roundhouse right.  Shelly stumbled backwards, dropping her guard, dazed.  Donna hit her with another right.  And Another.  Shelly's knees almost buckled but she drove an uppercut into Donna's damaged tit.   BOth women stood there teetering, arms down, unable to move.

Mercifully, the bell rang, ending the round.

[catftluver]

Loving the carnage!!!

[Katherine-wins]

Just keeps getting better