[marlu Queen]

I watch as Erin and Christina shove off... I gather they want to settle their differences in some haunted room in the mansion... The moment Niki gets up and heads for the bathroom... completely disheveled, I get up from the floor and head after her... hey, you witchy bitch... where do you think you're going? I stand next to you, and with a deliberate shove, I throw you against the wall and... surprise! A secret room opens and we rush in. Between its walls, I can make out the voices of Kate and another girl amidst the shoves and bangs... we both listen intently...

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

With Ali lost in thought and considering her options, I suddenly hear activity. It sounds like Erin started a trend and now others want to indulge their inner voyeuristic tendencies. Still with the steel door safety bolted from the inside of our room and with no windows, no trap doors, no skylights, no secret tunnels and with thick solid stone walls that no mortal can pass through we remain secure and sealed off from everyone else!

And if we can avoid anymore of Stormbolt’s god awful anime play list…we can continue tearing each other apart without further interruptions.

[Erin Lee]

I tug Erin’s hair, both tugging each others hair brutally but also erotically.

Our heels click with each tug, my top just reveals my left nipple, my skirt reveals my stocking tops as we tug each others hair brutally. But sensually.

I know I can take Erin, calling me careless in my fighting, it just makes me more passionate.

We enter her hidey hole.  We pull together inside hands behind each others backs pulling hair like whores, pressing her bare breasts into my barely covered breasts.  Bodies, hips press into out skirt covered mounds.

Our lips touch, I bite her lip sensually.  I press her back to the wall. Sure we hair pull, but our nipples so hard as they hit each others breasts like daggers.

We enter my lil hidey hole, both yanking on each others hair, both seemingly intent on working the other over, but i have a lil secret that Christina doesn't know about, it's a lil secret that Kate showed me the first time she took me to this room.

I'm practically naked, the only thing left adorning my body now is my black thong and i can tell by the way Christina is drooling that she has designs on my body. She lunges at me, her full large breasts attracted to my own smaller but perfectly formed one's. They roll together, stiff nipples jousting and thrusting into each others firm but pliant flesh. She pushed me up against the wall, her hips push forwards into my own, she hungrily attacks my lips with her own. I feel her thigh as it parts my legs to gain access to my kitty. The witch really thinks i am THAT easy.

Just as she forgets that this is meant to be a mean vicious fight where we are trying to disable the other i put my evil lil plan into action. Remember, i did say her carelessness was her weakness, and i shall now show you that i was correct in saying that.

As Christina gets lost in the thought that she could have me here in a sexual way, i raise my right foot and stamp down hard on the instep of her left foot. This naturally makes her howl in pain and back away from me, not far and not in that much pain that it's going to take her more than a few seconds to come back at me, but a few seconds is all i need.

I slip past her, giving her a solid elbow to her belly as i move..."One thing you don't know about this room witch is, it comes with a coded door lock and the only way to exit this room is by putting in the correct code and only two people here know that code, Kate and myself. Enjoy your confinement" and with that said i quickly exit the room pulling the door firmly shut behind me. As you might imagine there is a lot of swearing and banging coming from that room, but do i care, do i hell.

Now i'm almost totally naked but i've never been ashamed of my body so i stroll back into the main room to see if Marlu needs any help with Niki.

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

As I sit here and read, I just sit back and can only imagine what Erin's lil secret is.  Eagerly await for her to reveal her fun.

I know Erin’s secret and I shall reveal it to the world. My friend Erin Lee knits Pokémon Plushies in her spare time

*Dear Readers Mutter*

“Oh you want to know that secret…well maybe I know and maybe I don’t? Either way…I’m no snitch, I’m just a bitch and occasional part time witch”

*Giggle*

[Erin Lee]

That was meant to stay between you n me Kate you evil harpy.

Well let me tell you a lil secret that you don't know about Kate, she says she's really not a witch, well i know better.

She bakes gingerbread houses and it was her that made that wart appear on Bella's nose!!

[NekoKitsune]

We lie there, hugging each other, our chests heaving from lack of air. Alexa and I look terrible: our faces are bruised, our clothes are torn, our skin is slick with sweat and smeared with dirt. We look at each other with feverish, frantic eyes, exhausted by the last of our energy.

I feel the weight of Alexa's body pressed against me, the rapid beating of her heart, the raggedness of her breathing. I know Alexa feels the same, feels my unyielding, indomitable spirit that still drives me.

"Are you giving up?" I whisper softly, my voice hoarse and broken from a long, brutal battle. It's a challenge, a taunt, a daring dare. I dare you to admit defeat and surrender.

My eyes narrow, turning into a blazing, furious point. A slow, wicked smile spreads across my cracked, bloodied lips.
"No," I hiss in response, a low, menacing croak.
"And you?"
It's a question, but it's also a declaration. A vow. A promise to continue the resistance, an endless defiance. I refuse to give in, to capitulate, to accept anything less than total victory.
We froze, our eyes locked, as if daring the other to blink first. The air between us crackled with tension, with the knowledge that neither of us would back down, neither would give in.

I feel a strange mixture of exhaustion and elation, a twisted sense of camaraderie born of shared suffering. I know Neko feels it too—a bond forged in blood and pain, the understanding that we are two sides of the same coin.
We are more than just enemies now. We are sisters in arms, bound by the crucible of battle. And I know with boundless certainty that this is only the beginning. That our war is far from over.

I smile back at Alexa, my lips slowly and furiously curving, like a mirror image of the Russian blonde's cruel smirk. My voice is barely above a whisper, but there's a steely determination in it:

"No, Alexa. I won't give in. And I won't stop until one of us dies. Or until you confess..." My smile widens, turning into a grotesque parody of a smirk. I lean closer, my nose almost touching Alexa's, and I feel her hot breath fanning my face. When I speak, my voice is low, guttural, hoarse, full of venom and malice.

"Then let's fucking do it, you crazy bitch. Let's fucking get this over with. I will never admit defeat, not to a pathetic whore like you." So let's just fucking get this over with, here and now, and see who's left when the dust settles."

I emphasize my words by sinking my teeth into the soft skin of Alexa's lower lip, biting it until it bleeds. She responds by sinking her teeth into my lip, biting it just as hard, just as cruelly.

[Alix_Fights]

owwww,onnnn we. groan and sob. fighting it out,,feeling more strands of my hair tear out, my chest on fire,,,the sounds of. an exchange of slaps popping over our bodies,,  our bodies rock side to side

I try and keep my seat, and ride your body working my left hand under your chin pushing your head back awkwardly

letting my claws stab into her skin,, she bucks wildly ,losing my balance falling to the. side.  I lash out. a punch at your body and try to roll to my knees

I buck and squirm under this enraged she cat, trying desperately to gain some advantage.  She grabs at my chin, pushing my head back, my neck straining almost to the breaking point as she plunger her claws into me with her other hand.  My head swims, but I



can't, I won't give up, and I finally get her off to one side.  She lashes out in anger, a punch to my body that winds me, and I fall onto my back.  She rolls to her knees, and I try to struggle to get off my back, seeing the sadistic look in her eyes.

she starts to stir. and move to her knee's.  I lash out a wild punch that connects.  and sends the bitch  sprawling to her back, I'm surprised, and  then half' smile/half smirk hearing her groans. I pounce. to finish her off using my left hand to attack her tit, then swing left slap, followed by. a backhand. across her cheek..  she looks finished. in my glee I aim to finish her off,  stop clawing her tit.  and start clawing her mound   teach you to mess with me I snarl

She on me in an instant, her left hand attacking my tit, and then a wicked backhand to my cheek, knocking me flat on my back again.  "Slut" I moan, and then she goes for my mound with with her other hand, causing to wail in a scream that penetrates the cool mist of the mansion.  I grab for her right wrist, trying to pull it off me before she penetrates my pussy.  I dig the nails of both hands into her right wrist, screaming as she mauls my most private parts.

her nails buury into my wrist, even voo doo queens. have. a limit, I   have to let  go,  standing quickly, losing my balance.  and falling against the wall

tiring, and hurting,  I reach. back. at what remains. of my  skirt,  and  pull out. my charm bag.....taking a handful of dust, throwing it on  you, I cast. a spell for you to arise and attack  another guest

so,i may continue on with my quest

My attack has an impact, as the vile queen loses her balance, and falls against the wall.  I roll to my knees, crawling toward her, ready to do onto her what she did to me, a hateful gleam in my eyes.  I scream in anger and lunge, my hands going for her crotch, when suddenly the vile Voodoo Queen reaches under her almost non-existent skirt, clutching an odd bag, and hurls a handful of a psychic dust at me.  My body trembles, and I fall to the floor, knowing in my heart I'm in her spell.  I have no more taste for battle with her, and watch her stride off, looking for ... something.  I arise on unsteady legs, observing the mass of struggling female flesh, torn outfits, and shrieks of pain and anger.  I stride among the battles, knowing I must find another opponent, but who is free, and who wants to fight?

[lexibabe]

a little worse. for wear, but satisfied..I.  straighten what's left of my torn. costume.

so many other screeching. hobgoblins. running loose.

I see the flaming red haired Lynn,  and start her way

when I'm careened, into.  by some assailant ,  whom I give a two handed shove.

[Alifightz]

I'm a little confused as to why you reacted so strongly to that song.  I went along with you to see where it went.  Getting to curse at you was gravy.  But the song was so cute and light hearted and all about love and sounded so wholesome...oh,,that's it.  Riiiight.."Devil"  No wonder the imp was so upset.  Now you are shuffling and acting coy and cute.  And you still look cute even with all the scratches I have generously provided to your face.  Now I find my own self shuffling..acting coy and..ugh..I brush my  hair back.  A few loose strands fall out.  "Well. I wouldn't want to cause you any trouble..."  I drift closer.  "You'll need that money to fix what I'm going to to you after all. Our twitching hands rise as we throw ourselves together chest first lamming each others' boobs.  Our fingers tangle into each others' hair nails raking scalps twisting at it as hard as ever.  Our tit grinding is intense now also.  our shoulders roll as we move each other's heads around trying to take out clumps it seems. But I have worse in store for you.  Much worse.  As we battle my lips get close to your ear.  I whisper.  "The ipod is charging."  And I saw the second song...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QlZiGylP1M8

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

It’s at times like this I question my existence? Why does the world need Devils when you have the likes of Ali? I can’t believe that bloody iPod got its second wind! I can’t believe that Ali would subject us both to the abject torture of Stormbolt’s play list… again! However despite my eardrums wanting to explode, I have to admit that at this point I’m developing more than a little crush of the concubine. However my personal feelings aside, I still have a job to do. Well I say it’s a job, but honestly it’s more of a hobby - I have to ruin every inch of her body.

Speaking of ruining Ali’s body I soon again feel the impact of her tits against my own, as we ram our girls together. The sensation of our breasts being crushed together is soon joined by the sting of our scalps burning. Locked together I snake my right leg between Ali’s and wrap it around her left calf. Meanwhile the we both viciously and wildly shake each other’s heads and as we do some noticeable clumps of hair begin to litter the floor. I snarl:

“Ali you fucking demented bitch - by the time I’m done with you. No one will ever look at you with love in their eyes again…you fucking whore!”

With that I twist my hips and we both begin to stumble towards Stormbolts closet and we stumble inside it. As we do so the doors shut and it goes pitch dark. I would like to say we end up in Narnia, but that would be as silly. Me and Ali remain in the closet for a good twenty minutes, during this time our elbows and knees knock the wooden panelling furiously. Eventually however the doors spring open and we stumble onto the floor. As we do so, more of Stormbolt’s prize possessions spill onto the floor. What did we find this time? I shall let Ali answer that

As we slowly begin to pick ourselves up of the floor, I do however quip:

“Ali your lipstick is smeared.”

[ChristinaS]

Oh Erin don’t flatter yourself, I was still gonna ruin you bitch.

My foot Aghh you bitch , the elbow Aghhhhh.


I reach for your hair but you run.

Lucky for me Kate can’t keep a secret, in fact she has more trouble keeping a secret than she has keeping a man.

To think only 2 people know the code, who is careless know you bitch Erin.

I am soon back at the bar, drubbing my green gin tonic.

For now I am left alone, leaving it to the rest to finis( each other off.

I see Marlu and Niki going at it, I want to help Niki, but sense she may disapprove if I interfere early.  Marlu is also not as high on my hit list as others here.

[NekoKitsune]

Neko and I writhe and thrash about, locked in a final, desperate embrace. Our fingers scrape each other's skin, our nails leaving bloody furrows. We grind our bodies together, trying to squeeze every last drop of air from each other's lungs.

This is a life-or-death battle, a war of attrition. We will fight until one of us is exhausted, until the last spark of life fades and extinguishes. Only then will the victor emerge, broken and bloodied, but victorious nonetheless.

I feel my consciousness fading, but I don't stop. I can't stop. I will fight Neko until my last breath, until the very end. And I know with sickening certainty that Neko will do the same.

And then I realize the absurdity of the situation and start laughing, even though tears are streaming down my cheeks.

"Enough, damn it, do you hear me, you fucking bitch? This madness needs to stop!"

Alexa looks at me in surprise, her brows furrowed in confusion as my laughter echoes strangely in the empty courtyard. Tears stream down my face, cutting through the dirt and blood, glistening in the ghostly moonlight. Alexa's grip on me weakens slightly, her fingers shaking as if she doesn't know whether to keep fighting or break free.

"What the fuck are you laughing at, you crazy bitch?" Alexa croaks, but there's a hint of uncertainty and a glimmer of doubt in her voice. She wipes her face with the back of her hand, smearing blood, dirt, and tears, leaving a dark streak across her cheek.
She doesn't take her eyes off me, trying to understand, to comprehend this sudden, inexplicable laughter in the midst of our brutal, endless battle. She sees the tears and madness dancing in my eyes and feels a chill run down her spine.

"Enough," I say again, my voice hoarse and filled with a strange amusement.
"Damn it, can you hear me, you stupid cxnt? This madness needs to stop."

[Alifightz]

We stumble into the closet and it's quite an experince.  No it's not Narnia  or even Nerima.  No.  It's just dark and yelling and screaming.  We have each other by the hair.  We claw and pull and scratch.  We pound little punches into ribs and even a couple of tit punches.  We are literally like two cats in a big in there!  Something falls on us we hit the door again and it springs open, spilling the two cats out onto the floor.  Along with a box.  My hair is a mess my top is askew, I sting I feel bruised and you tell me about my lipstick.  I get up touching my lip.  "Oh yeah..blood red..I bit your lip>  I think it was your lip."  I kick the box as I start to drift to you.  "What is this?  I pull out a box.  "Masters of Martial Hearts DVD box set."  OK>> I reach in a pull out all sorts of female Anime figurines.  "Is this one that Aika chick?  She seems...anatomically correct?"  I watch as you examine the little dolly.  Then the i-pod slips into repeat.  "yapapa yapapa ii shanten..."  I smirk and you press your hands to your ears.  "ALLLLIIIII!!"" you cry out and come at me with hands swinging slaps at my face which I start to return!!"  Music critic!!"  I shout.

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

“Music critic…Music critic! Damn straight I’m a music critic. Stormbolt has without doubt the worst taste in music the world has ever known. If I hear any more of his play list… I’m gonna go nuclear Concubine and you won’t like me when I’m nuclear bitch” I snarl at you.

Still as I stand amongst more of Stormbolt’s anime collection, I think to myself the following:

“Humanity… Judgement day cannot come soon enough!”

Still my concubine friend looks smug, I hate smug. So what’s a girl gonna do? Why give the bitch a good hard slap and that is precisely what I proceed to do. I step up to you and slap your face three times in quick succession, which you promptly respond to with equal force. It is at that moment we play a new game… we begin to slap each other in the face, we take turns and exchange slaps in as orderly a way as possible. We begin counting the slaps…97,98….then suddenly Ali’s left hand slips and she hits the iPod and hits shuffle. The inferno device springs into life and this time it spells doom for both me and Ali. Also in this case… I hold up my hands, this musical turn of events is totally Ali’s fault!

I rage….”Ali you fucking Concubine! Will you leave that god damn iPod alone before I call in a few favours and bring forth the fucking rapture!”

https://youtu.be/p47fEXGabaY?si=FA0-A2x1Xoxmgnvf

[Alifightz]

Now my face is stinging on both cheeks but it seems her face is quite red also.  But that may be from her drinking problem.  "Oh go nuclear all you want you trashy IMP.  I already don't like you!  And you couldn't call down a pizza!"  I shot.  "And who says I missed?  This is MUSIC>  I raise my hands in the air and do a little dance my fingers snapping.  As you watch, just so terribly offended I start to throw my slaps at you in time to the music.