[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

We kneel in the cold mud and water, face to face we glare at each other. All around us lightning streaks through the night sky, thunder claps drown out our collective screams as we both pull on each other’s hair. A psychotic determination has taken hold of me, I must - absolutely must be the one to triumphantly rip out some hair first. I sense that you’re in a similar state of insanity, as the stress and strain we’re inflicting on each other’s roots intensifies and even if nothing were to be ripped out tonight. I fear that any good doctor will confirm that damage has been done and will not be easily reversed!

However while we both jockey for the best position in the hair pulling stakes, our girls have once again freed themselves and come out to play. Our tits rub and crush together, occasionally I drag my girls up and over your nipples. My nips occasionally get caught up on yours and they cling together for only the briefest of seconds. The sensation I feel through my chest is driving me wild with a lust to maul your tits, which I most certainly will do… but all in good time.

Suddenly you yank on my hair and twist your body, I sense what your doing and I’m happy to work with that. I feel you slam the back of my head into the cold mud of the ground and soon you straddle my taut and sculpted stomach. But as you get in position, my legs snake their way around your body. I clamp your waist between my thighs, cross my ankles and lock them together and then proceed to crush you like a walnut.

However this is merely a side show, as the main event continues unabated. We both grit our teeth, our eyes both water and we both scream bloody murder as the pain in our scalps becomes borderline unbearable. Yet neither of us will let go, to do so would disgrace us. I snarl at you:

“I’m gonna bald you slut.”

You sneer back:

“Try it you fucking cxnt!”

With fire in our eyes and insanity in our hearts we both pull and pull until the inevitable occurs and our hands fly towards our faces. The sudden recoil catches us both by surprise and my hold of you with my legs falters, you tumble off me. While I lay on my back, I feel a sudden surge of euphoria which soon gets replaced by blistering pain. I begin to cry, as do you. Yet still we both sit up and triumphantly show each other a worryingly large clump of each other’s hair.

“Ali you fucking bitch… I’m going to claw your fucking face of cxnt!” I scream at you in between the claps of thunder.

[Alifightz]

The fight is going..I can't say well.  My hair is absolutely on fire...oh did I say hair?  How silly....but it feels that way. Now I've got her very strong toned legs..dammit stop looking!  Well, they are wrapped around me and crushing my ribs.  I long to punch her face or maybe claw those perky tits.  but I don't dare let go..We threaten each other's hair do.  We bitch and snarl then we are just..RIPPING>  It happens so suddenly for both of use  We find ourselves separated.  My ribs are free to move,  Then the blinding pain sets in as we both hold up big clumps of each other's hair.  The shock and pain is replaced by white hot anger.  "YOU BITCH!  I'll shred you fucking face off it you try.  Then we lunge at each other still crying and our nails strike deep at each other's face curling in as the thunder claps again.  My skin is on fire I dig at your face.  I shriek and suddenly yank on one side of your head by your remaining hair and tug hard, trying to send us both right back into  the muck. 

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

I almost vomit at the sight of you holding a clump of my hair, only the fact that I’m holding a clump of your hair keeps my stomach in check. It felt like we stared at each other for ages, yet in reality it was just a few seconds. I let go of your hair and casually discard it, a gust of wind blows it into the thorny rose bushes near by.

You reply to my previous declaration:

“YOU BITCH!  I'll shred you fucking face off it you try!”

The anger in your voice is very real, as is the emotion etched all over your face. Like me the red mist has fully descended and we just don’t care, as long as the other is hurting. That is all that matters to us both - we lunge at each other and our nails recklessly claw each other’s faces. Normally there is an element of control is this moment as neither of us wants uncomfortable conversations later on with those in authority, but here we just don’t care. To hell with the consequences, we just need to see each other suffer.

We both scratch wildly at each other’s faces, only the shutting of eyelids prevents serious damage. We’re both crying and have surrendered ourselves to an unholy and ugly rage. This insanity of attack, attack, attack - lasts for maybe forty seconds before you grab and yank on my hair and send us both into the mud. The mud masks the side of our faces and stings the hell out of our freshly opened and slightly bloody scratches.

Side by side on the ground we both begin to wildly kick each other in between our mutual sobbing. During this you lose your last slipper, meanwhile you grasp my suede boot with the broken heel. The old jinn had really fucked with the suede and in one swift movement you shred and rip my boot off as if it was a silk stocking.

“My boot… you fucking BITCH!” I screech in anger as we continue to lash out with kick, after kick.

[Alifightz]

We've both lost it now.  I feel your nails still hooked into my skin as we start to exchange kicks into toned tummies.  Our cries of pain only get louder and deeper as we wear down those tightened abs.  I gasp as one of your kicks goes low.  I snarl and claw at the offending leg ripping the silk like boot to shreds as I struggle with the lance of pain that follows as you smirk.  I spite of the sink feeling in my tummy m next kick take you low to.  And instead of rolling away as we might have before we drag each other in by the hair and wrap into each other digging pulling clawing as each other's face pulling hair as we squelch through the mud

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

I can’t remember the last time I cried this much? Seriously I can’t! My face stings and my scalp is bloody and feels as if it’s on fire. You’re clawing at me with zero consideration for my sight, yet to be fair I’m playing the same game here. If we were inside Slaughter mansion, hell if slaughter mansion were still standing…Stormbolt would of surely dragged us apart by now. But there is no Stormbolt, there is no one and honestly that’s how we both want it.

Prior to the events of the Halloween party me and Ali spoke and came to terms in secret. We both had an itch to scratch and that itch basically involved the ruination of an attractive rivals face. The stake for such a catfight was clear, we bet the feminine equivalent of the farm. We bet our own good looks for the chance of a very rare thrill. Realistically most women would walk away from such insanity and normally I would. Yet the more I thought about such a challenge, the more I yearned to test myself in one and you very much felt the same way.

With claps of thunder drowning out most of our screams, we continue to kick and claw at each other. We’re both completely feral, there is no skill or technique on display in this catfight and only our feminine savagery shines through. We both land a couple of agonising low blows, but these were just lucky shots. We both grunt in pain and pepper our rare utterances with casual hostility:

“Bitch!”
“Slut!”
“Whore!”
“Slag!”
“Cxnt!”

We use all these names and more, every time we hurl a fresh insult our yearning to scratch feels reinvigorated, reenergised. Only the occasional yank on each other’s hair is thrown in for good measure.

With our catfight still very much in its infancy the damage was already so great logic suggests we would do better to roll away. Instead we scramble ourselves into a catball where our crotch’s press firmly together, as our nipples rub coarsely against each other’s flesh. Still our nails we continue to claw each other’s faces with reckless abandon. However through the tears and insanity, we both knew this had to change. We’ve scratched so much our faces had almost become numb to the pain, this was a development we could not tolerate or accept. So looking at you, I spit in your face…I sneer:

“Fucking concubine cxnt!”

Then I thrust my hands into your chest and maul your tits! You scream with a renewed sense of pain and my heart flutters with excitement. However deep down inside I know that in seconds I shall join you in agonies embrace.

[Alifightz]

We rolled around in the muck, bodies entangled, nipple to nipple cxnt to cxnt and now slathered in mud and much.  Hopefully the horses that pull the carriages up to the now late Slaughter Mansion didn't come through here.  It seemed like hours but was probably only half that.  Our faces seemed to be getting used to being clawed off.  In spite of the raised red welts angrily glowing redly on our mud spattered faces, they just didn't seem to hurt much for now. We dug into each others hair to pull ourselves up to a seated position, out legs still tangled, our crotches nearly touching.  You spit in each others' face.  You called my a concubine.  Then I was squealing as my bare tits were being mauled, my top long gone.  I briefly grabbed at your wrists but thought better of it.  "You dirty fucking Imp SKANK!!"  My own nails then speared back into your tits, making you wail like an infant.  We engaged in a painful duel of tit mauling.  Digging in around each other's nipples with frequent pinches was standard, if painful.  So was the twisting.  I upped the ante a bit, twisting in hard around your nipples and pulling down, our foreheads resting together.  STILL a whore!" I gasped

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

Locked together in a catball I maul your tits, my nails dig into your silky to the touch yet firm flesh. Every second I reposition my grip to ensure I attack virgin and unscarred flesh… but that’s not all. Because as night follows day, I also twist and pull on your nipples. Between the claps of thunder I revel in your torment. You screech at me:

“You dirty fucking Imp SKANK!!" I acknowledge your words with a simple smile.

However two can play this game and it’s a game you know very fucking well. Mere seconds after I struck your hands leave my wrists and attack my chest instead. Now my screams of torment join with yours for a symphony of pain. We both scream in agony, yet we endure and attack. We butcher each other’s flesh, as you twist my nipple hard and pull down. Are foreheads collapse inwards and clash, as our kitty press together. I scream at you:

“Ali you fucking cxnt! I’m going to change your career from Concubine to frigid and frustrated nun bitch.”

You respond by giving my nipples another half a turn and call me a “Whore!”

“Ow..Ow…Arhh you Bitch!” I screech.

Then suddenly and without warning I open my mouth, tilt my head down and bite the tip of your nose. You scream so loud my eardrums erupt in pain.

[KiraJuggs]

Two of the best!! I bow down to both of your greatness, imagination and vision!!

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

Two of the best!! I bow down to both of your greatness, imagination and vision!!

I could strew a bunch of eye catching words around like impeccable, flawless, exemplary, and sublime, but it still does not do it justice.

Hi Juicy and TC,

Thanks for the kind words.

Xoxo
Kate

[Alifightz]

Two of the best!! I bow down to both of your greatness, imagination and vision!!

I could strew a bunch of eye catching words around like impeccable, flawless, exemplary, and sublime, but it still does not do it justice.

  And I thank you both for those wonderful words as well I'm having a devil of a time here!

[Alifightz]

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!" I scream out those erudite words when the tip of my nose seems to be getting sheard off WHILE my tits are being expertly mauled.  I don't dare let go of her tits as she still has mine in her talons and I can't really bite back.  "KATE you IMP SLUT!  I'm going to end your career as Hell's biggest whore!" I scream and  do something very risky.  I clamp down on the nipples under my fingers and drive my thumbnails up at them like I would impale them on my thumbs.  I hear your shrill scream of rage that sets every dog for miles around to howling.  I wrench my head to free the bleeding tip of my nose from your teeth.  Fucker!  I push my face into yours m own teeth chomping on your pretty cheekbone!

[marlu Queen]

Two of the best!! I bow down to both of your greatness, imagination and vision!!

I totally agree

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

Ali is in excruciating pain at this moment and I’m loving every second of it. Yes, my tits are being mauled but, so are those of that bitch Ali’s and with the tip of her beak in my mouth - I’m ahead on points! I’m the better woman! And when you scream out:

“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!”

I honestly thought for a moment you were about done, which frankly made me sad. I thought better of you. However I should never of lost the faith as you adjust the grip of my nipples most skill fully and with your nails and thumbs positioned perfectly - you attack!

“OMG FUCK YOU BITCH, FUCK, FUCK, OW, OW, OW, ARGH - ARGH!!!” I scream as you unleash the most savage attack my tits have ever felt. It honestly felt as if your nails were going to decapitate my nipples from my breasts. I sobbed and yes, I was fucking scared at what this psycho bitch was going to do to me. And yes, it’s a bit rich me calling Ali a psycho when moments ago I was biting her nose.

However plainly this attack paid huge dividends for Ali and my teeth released her beak. My hands tried to mirror Ali’s attack on her breasts, but my hands were shaking so much. I just couldn’t get this precise hold just right, also Ali was not done…in fact the bitch was far from done as her teeth latch onto my cheekbone and sink in.

I screamed so loud, I think every dog in the state barked at once. If still going Ali will no doubt look forward to reliving this moment on an episode of “Unsolved Mysteries”.

“ARGH YOU BITCH, YOU FUCKING BITCH! ARGH…OW, OW, OW, YOU CXNT, YOU FUCKING DIRTY CXNT!” I scream, I scream so loud it’s almost as if my lungs are going to explode.

However in sheer desperation I slide my right hand down the front of your silken concubine pants, I grab the front of your thong. I twist it in my hands a few times and then lift up with all my strength. This pain will sting it will also be the first shot on a battlefield I had not anticipated fighting on so soon, so credit to Ali for pushing me this far.

[Alifightz]

YAHHHHHHHH  OH YOU FUCKING CHEAP SAKNK YOU DIRTY!!>>  I break of my invective and viciously twist at her tits nails dug into her nipples and all.  But it doesn't stop the little Imp form saw my wet thong hard into my kitty. I'm almost hanging by it and by now every dog for miles around is just pissed.  She has one of my tits and wedgies the fuck out of my pussy!  I dig at her tits our teeth snap at each other's skin now as we snarl in rage, and then it happens.  I rake my nails free of her left tit,  Now free my right hand reaches behind the little crazy imp and I grab that lizard like tail of hers and wrench it hard side to side.  "FUCKING  IMP!!!

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

So sitrep: I’m pulling on that skank Concubines thong which is cutting into her kitty like a garot and still mauling her left breast. While my mauling technique is still solid the fucking bitch has an advantage to my endless shame - her technique is just better. However there is some good news in that she has released my cheek bone, the bad news is how the fuck am I going to explain this injury to my family doctor? As there are now literally indents in the side of my face that match perfectly with Ali’s false teeth. What Ali having false teeth was a secret? Oops

But enough about Ali’s bad oral hygiene, the pain in the side of my face is vexing me. Yes, it hurts but there is also a strange numbness down the side of my face. I think back to my A-Level biology lessons and the cute science teacher I was totally not always crushing on and I remember a lecture about the trigeminal nerve and how damage to that nerve can lead to loss of sensation. Well considering all the relentless scratching me and Ali have inflicted on each other, I suspect this maybe the case.

If so in the here and now it’s a handy injury, but in the months and years ahead I will with all honesty probably and bitterly regret this night. However I’m a live for the moment kind of bitch, so let’s worry about that later and just concentrate on kicking that skank concubines ass!

Ali unfortunately had other plans and remembering my most beloved friend Erin’s previous advice from Halloween, the fucking bitch yanks on my tail…the absolute most sensitive part of a devil. I screamed, I howled in pain and cursed Ali’s name:

“ARGH YOU BITCH, YOU FUCKING CONCUBINE BITCH! OW, OW, OWWWWW”

In pain and slightly behind now on points (Only slightly) I suddenly release Ali’s thong and make a fist to punch her in face. I swing with all my and rage and I miss! However my sudden movement upsets the equilibrium of the situation and we both slip in the mud. You fall on your back and I fall on top of you, this sudden and unexpected movement results in all our attacks disengaging and we both roll away from each other.

We lay on our backs in the mud and being pummelled by freezing rain we look up in the night sky. In between the claps of thunder, I break the silence and say:

“This is all your fault bitch!”