About a month after that first ring fight, the one I lost against Sara Brown, I had gone out clubbing with some friends. I left because I didn’t want to miss the last bus home, (I’d left my car at home so I could do some serious drinking but oddly enough didn’t do much). I walked out of the club onto a wet windy street and dashed to the bus stop to get out of the rain when a black girl -well more coffee coloured I suppose - with long black hair who had come out of the club with a group of people stopped me.
"Hey Jenn how are you, what are you doing playing in the rain? Why are you out here anyway?" I looked at her, she was maybe an inch or so taller then I am and though she didn’t weigh much less than I did,her weight was much better distributed then mine. I suppose she would have been about 36c-26-37 and she had well developed legs. I guess she was about my age or a bit younger.
"I'm waiting for a bus what do you do at a bus stop? Anyway who are you? Do I know you?" I was sure I had never seen her before.
"I was in the crowd when you fought Sara. I was cheering for you, you needed help" she turned to her friends and sxxxxxxxed "this girl lost her first main clash, she is a real loser, very limited moves and too fat anyway."
"Hey I'll improve and beat her next time and don’t be rude thank you." Seriously I hated the idea of another fight but Will was at me saying we need the money. Right he needed the money. I was getting tired of him and his habits.
The black girl put her arm round me and said "Never mind better luck next time" she pulled me closer to her.
"Hey what are you doing, I guess you’re trying to be friendly but would you mind please. I don’t know you so." My voice trailed off, I didn’t want this girl in my face, I didn’t know what to say to her.I stepped away from her.
She stared at me "What s your problem? I am not into that lesbian stuff! Hey but there’s nothing wrong with that, don't be so uptight. Jenn let it go you are a loser." She smacked my ass hard with her right hand and laughed loudly.
I glared, thinking "What can I do? I don’t want fight but this woman is so provoking" I turned to face her saying, "Hey are you trying to pick a fight with me you bitch?" I was getting angry now, the woman's breath reeked of alcohol and she moved closer to me "Please get away." Instead she came even closer. "I am not a loser damn you and don’t hit me, stay away from me bitch!"
"Whoa; who are you calling Bitch? Why do you have to call names? Why would I pick a fight with you? Its obvious you are not much of a fighter" she laughed again. "If I hit you, you would know it."
I looked at the black bitch's friends giggling at me; I could see they thought I’m a fool. “But hey Jenn” I told myself “you don’t want to brawl with a crowd of people you'd go down for sure. One on one is enough even if you have been taking lessons lately Jenn speak quietly”. I stepped away and said "Look just leave me alone will you, I don’t want to get involved with any thing or person ok?" I looked up the street hoping my bus would come soon.
Pushing my shoulder slightly the bitch spoke roughly. "What’s the matter? Are you
scared? I was just talking to you, .but you had to go and call me a bitch twice! Don't make me bitch slap the shit out of you until your bus arrives. I am not Sara and this is not a ring fight, there are no rules here!"
I groaned, the drunken black bitch is spoiling for a fight, keep calm Jenn keep calm. "Don’t you push me. Let me alone please. Just stay away from me please.”
One of the girl’s cronies cackled "Don't worry about it, Katrina - Peccavi's got no guts - just use her as you feel you wanna do."
I turned to the rude slut "shut your face please."
The ringleader chuckled. "What! Are you gonna get big and turn green" she laughed again and pushed me harder "Don't Make me angry!" She laughed loudly, her cronies laughed as well.
Looking around at this jeering group of girls I got more and more agitated and worried. I turned my head nervously again to peer down the street hoping to see the bus. "Just let me be please don’t push me" I huddled into the side of the shelter
"What? We are making you nervous? You the street brawling, school bully turned ring fighter? A bunch of black people on the street makes you nervous? Scared we are gonna rob you? Bitch I don't need anything of yours! I just want to play" She slapped me hard across my cheek with her right hand.
For a moment I saw red, then recovered to think Jenn you got to end this now "Damn bitch don’t do that, don’t try me on" I seized her hand twisting it back behind her back and pushing it up hard forcing her to bend over "Now just stop it black girl."
The black girl howled, I am sure she thought she would be able to torment me all night without getting into any danger at all. "Whoa, ouch" she cried then pushed her body hard against the side of the bus shelter, and so forcing her body weight into me.
I reacted by pushing her back even harder and turning so I jammed her against the side of the shelter at an angle her back sticking into the metal struts painfully. I stepped back then shoved again hard. She screamed in pain and staggered out dazed, holding her back, shaking her head.
It was then I made a big mistake. Instead of attacking the bitch and forcing her to the ground and so finishing the fight I stood back saying "Now just leave me along ok girl I don’t want to fight you, anyway you’re drunk so just leave me alone ok?"
She stood panting, her arm supporting herself on the side strut then turned slowly toward me " Oh no you are not gonna get off that easy" she quickly stepped back inside the bus shelter and sent a dazzlingly quick right fist crashing into my jaw.
My head snapped back "You’re a bitch." Recovering, I raised my knee into the black girl’s groin. She had started to move toward me and so my kick hit her thigh and I followed it with a punch to her breast which hit home. The black girl staggered clutching her chest then rushed forward pressing me against the wall and jabbing her forearm under my chin. My chin rocked back and my head struck the shelters wall. Hey Jenn girl fighting here is not a good idea; you are pinned against the walls of the shelter; do something about it. The black bitch paused as if to admire her work, giving me the opportunity to line a good punch to her face and then as she reeled back to knee her harder in the groin. She reeled back even further. I pushed out of the shelter.
She landed another punch in my belly on my way out. I gasped for breath my plump belly is my weak point and I can never take much in it but I turned and pushing the bitch turning her so she was e nearer the shelter then I was. Then I put my shoulder into it and thrust her against the wall. She moaned in pain and her knees buckled as I pressed against the shelter. She looked as if her boozing had thrown her. But all I could do was stand panting for her last punch and the effort in pushing her into the shelter had for the moment all but winded me. She stepped forward placing both hands on my chest and shoved me back.
But that was good for though I staggered back quickly, it gave me a chance to pull off a move. I stepped back a bit further as I realized I could use this to my advantage. While the bitch was cramped in the bus shelter, where it was hard to make any move and where as I had found out your moves could be anticipated -it looked like she was going to punch me in the belly again - I kicked her high to the chest, Then making as if to charge at her I rushed toward her then at the last moment dropping my head to but the black bitch in the belly hard. I quickly dropped back hearing the satisfying whoosh of air out of her lungs and then tried to chop my hand on her head.
The bitch screamed loudly and staggered back against the wall of the shelter dodging my chop. She shook her head and seemed to stagger forward, falling on one knee. Yes I thought the bitch is down and moved forward to cop her right fist slammed in my belly. She leapt to her feet shoving past me into the street.
Although I doubled in pain n coughing and spluttering –I knew all too well that too many of those belly blows will end me- I pushed forward pushing against the slut forcing her to step back and I was able to knee her in the groin. It was her turn to splutter and fall, this time she fell onto the bench in the shelter holding her groin but trying to kick me herself. Her blow struck my belly but not heavily. Thinking quickly I glanced at her friends standing round, as I was worried they might intervene then staggered backward as though badly hurt clutching my belly with one hand and my groin with the other. She took the bait and moved forward punching me in the face while yelling at her friends "get the bitch."
Although I had dodged most of the blow I fell to the ground as though badly hurt and groaned heavily. She moved to me and tried to stomp me but by rolling around I was able to dodge her first two then hoping I had lulled her I grabbed her leg on her third attempt and lifting it high in the air lashed out with my foot at the black girls now exposed groin. I felt it connect then rolled to my side again.
She staggered back into the middle of the street, clutching her pussy moaning in agony, She stumbled, seemed to right her self then fell to the hard ground on her back. "Yes bitch this is for you" I yelled exultantly as I rose then tried a flying jump aiming to land my knees on her belly. But the bitch rolled just in time to save her and my knees crashed to the pavement. I yelled in pain and frustration as the bitch got to her knees. "Oh fuck damn that hurt" I lashed at her with my fists then head butt her face all the time the blood running off my battered knees.
She twisted her head from side to side, catching my punches high on the head. Then she pushed her left hand under my chin hard as I pushed in for another head butt and at the same time she sent her right fist into my soft belly just at the belt line.
I screamed with the pain and fell back on the road clenching my belly and screaming again while rolling round in pain and distress. The bitch also hurt I suppose crawled forward getting on top of me kneeing me in the groin grinding it hard and then ..Propping herself up on her left hand punched me with her right.
I was in so much pain and I was so angered by the bitch. I summoned strength and punched the black bitch in her belly and her face then bucking with my legs and twisting forced her me I rolled away and got shakily to my feet. The bitch rolled over onto her back as if she was hurt badly. At first I thought she was tricking me like I had tricked her earlier but as she just lay there breathing hard I moved slowly cautiously toward her then out of range of her feet and where her hands would have trouble reaching I darted forward and grab her head by her long hair some of which was flung out behind her and jerked her head up and then smashed it down on the pavement but before I could finish the blow the slut grabbed my wrist and twisted her body so that her shoulder took most of the impact. I could see she was hurt but she had plenty of fight in her still. She dug her nails into my wrists as I again tried to bang her head on the pavement to end the fight.
I heard a police siren and looked up to see a squad car approaching I reached for her chin trying to pull it back and crack her head hard before the police arrived. But I was distracted and she seized my hair pulling my head down on about the same level as herself. I still managed to push her head on the pavement but it was a weaker blow. I tried it again raising her head then a policeman hit my ass lightly with his night stick "what are you doing girl?"
Oh shit Jenn you’re going to be arrested. "Fighting this black slut she started it"
He pulled my hair up "Hey you’re Peccavi the cat fighter. I've seen your poster Its time you were in the cells girl"
The black girl cried out. "What the fuck. Yeah take the bitch away. She is trying to kill me. She was trying to smash my head into the pavement. You saw her dive on top of me just now....She is crazy."
"Hell no" I tried to argue ‘I didn’t she started it look at her she’s drunk she laid into me. Look at my legs, at my torn clothes she started it smell her breath."
The cop yelled ‘shut up." A second cop rolled the black girl on her back placing his knee on her chest. She whined "Hey didn't so anything," But the policeman took no notice cuffing her and pushing her to the wagon while the first policeman cuffed me. We were both jerked to our feet and pushed towards the patrol wagon while the police read us our rights. Then they chained our cuffs to either side of the wagon to stop us fighting in it.
When we got to the police station they took the black girl out first and I aimed a kick at her back which sends her sprawling to the concrete. The girl swore as the police restrained me by grabbing my arms and manhandled me struggling and swearing into the charge room
The black girl spoke "You see officers...she is still trying to kill me......lock her up for good"
I sobered up now I was in the station and realized what I was in for. "She started it. Look at her grrrr and look at my knees. Please at least give me some antiseptic and some plaster for my knees"
It looked as if the black girl whose name I found when she was being identified by the police was Katrina Wyns was calming down too as she muttered to the police "look at her she kicked me in the back...she was on top of me when you arrived....look at her....she is nuts!"
One policeman shortly answered saying "You both are nuts and you need a night in the cells to cool down"
She muttered on about a lawyer while some policeman gave me some cream and plaster for my knees. Then she flared up again "Don’t lock me up with the fat Anglo bitch I don’t want to have to defend myself don’t lock me up with her."
One of the cops sxxxxxxxed "what an idea lock the two up together and see them fight what a sight better then any DVD uncuff them and put them in the cell together."
Katrina muttered to me "oh well.......my first charge....At least I get to make it worth it Watch it slut." as we were pushed in the cell together. One of the policemen locks the door and the cops stood looking at us.
We eyed each other off for a while. Katrina broke the silence. "well bitch it is you and me. Why so quiet now. You talked big when they were holding me what’s the matter now" she put her hands on her hips.
Then I walked warily to the centre of the cell, my right hand outstretched. "Look Katrina. We are both in the shit now, let’s not make it any worse you started this ...do you just want to let it be... I don’t want a record do you? Shake hands?"
She glared at me, and then reached out and shook my hand but it was her look of anger and distrust that made me furious, so furious that I clutched her hand with both of mine and, tugging on her arm, jerked her hard sending her body sprawling into the bars of the cell wall. She managed to keep her head from hitting the bars. While her body was still against them I turned and kicked her ass hard. She cried out. I plucked her from the bars and hurled her to the hard cement floor of the cell. This time she put her arm out to sheild her head. I straddled her back. The two policemen came to stand by the cell and hooted and cheered.
The black slut grunted and moaned "Ugh. Get your fat ass off me!" She pushed up hard on her right side using both her arm and leg, trying to roll me off her back. I was amazed how little what I had done had hurt her. If I had been belted against the steel bars of a police lockup and then thrown to the concrete floor I would be dazed. But now I am amazed at my own stupidity in not smashing the black bitch’s head against the bars and against the concrete. I could have done both. I did neither. I guess I had had too much to drink after all. But for the moment I was able to block her actions by hitting out at her arm with one hand pulling it away from her body so she couldn’t use it to support her body. At the same time my other hand yanked her long black hair thus pulling her head up aiming to then push it down on the hard floor fast and so to yet again bash her head into the concrete, But as I pulled her head up she somehow- and to this day I wonder about her recovery, her stamina, her fitness- used the momentum of me pulling back to place her hands flat on the floor and push up off the floor hard and fast. She was trying to knock me off her body.
"Damn bitch" she almost unbalanced me then my body swaying as she moved. While trying to recover my balance I slapped at her face. Looking back that was not an effective move for though it inflicted some pain she was able to wiggle her knees up under her body and then elbowed me over my kidneys. It was harder and harder for me to stay on top. It was like riding a bucking horse with the difference that this mule was kicking and punching as well. I tried to slap her and punch her and for the moment stayed on top of her. Again looking back this was stupid of me. I should have slammed the slut’s head into the floor.
The cops had yelled abuse at me when I had hurled the bitch to the bars but now they were calling out "yeh hah ride the black bitch cow girl" and similar things. One was videoing the scene.
"Get your fat ass of me" the bitch yelled again pushing up off the floor with both hands, snapping her head back hoping to hit anything but not succeeding. I could see that just riding her wasn’t going to win the fight I had to do something else. I still think that with most sluts I would have been able to win the fight there and then but not this so tough bitch. So I slid off her kicking her butt twice as she tried to stand trying to force her back into the bars. She lurched forward thudding against the bars which she seized to steady herself then sent a mule kick with her right leg back towards my belly. That was such a dumb move anyone would have expected that and it was easy to dodge. It was almost as easy to grasp the leg pulling on it upwards and twisting it hard so that it rose behind her back. Once again I thought I had a winning move. She was standing on one leg the other must have been so painful for her twisted behind her back, the sinews, the tendons the muscles all twisted and stretched. She shrieked but came back pushing herself off the bars.
I turned side on letting her move and still holding her leg in the air thinking ‘what can she do hopping on one leg oh I hope she crashes to the floor’ as I stretched her leg even more as she moved away from the bars.
She dropped her head and body and tried to roll on the floor away from me but I held onto her leg dragging it trying to stretch her further. She kicked her free leg at me and reached for the bars, clinging to them for leverage. But in doing so she exposed her cxnt and I dropped to my knee slamming my other knee in the exposed pussy hard.
While I saw the pain that inflicted –and again I still think that would have ended the fight there and then for most women – the slut thrust her free foot out hard at my belly. That was such a surprise to me, I was so unprepared for it and the kick connected. I fell back gagging, gasping holding my belly moaning "bitch bitch bitch" but thinking the bitch must be in so much pain herself she could hardly be able to walk let alone kick with that stretched leg.
She fell to the floor leaning against the bar shaking her head as I got to my feet. She too staggered up and wiped her face. She looked round and seemed surprised that I was already on my feet. I was amazed she was standing at all. But I moved in quickly determined not to underestimate the whore again and seized her in a headlock determined also to wrestle her to the floor where I would crash her head against the cement.
The fight had attracted some more police; the bars were lined thick with them. They were hooting, cheering and banging on the metal. The black whore spread her feet- I guess to keep her balance – and tried to punch me between my legs. I dodged but the punch hit my thigh and hurt it. I began to pull her to the floor using my weight but she wrapped her arms round my waist squeezing me then as I pushed her down moved towards the bars and dropped to her knees. My momentum jerked me to the bars and the right side of my body crashed heavily against them. I fell to the floor stunned for a second or two then got to my knees. But I was shaky, sore and dazed- just how I thought she would have been.
She rolled and then also rose to her knees and got close seizing my hair just as I did the same to her and we both tried jerking the others head to the bars. At the same time I punched her in her belly. She staggered back then snapped her right forearm in my face. I reeled back feeling tired and sore but more determined then ever that I was not going to let the black bitch win. So thinking I punched her again with the one two action, this time at her breasts then I grabbed her head with both hands trying once more to slam it against the bars hard. I caught a momentary glimpse of myself in some mirror somewhere in the police charge room and saw my face was a mess; bruised puffy swollen and hoped the bitches was the same way.
I heard her head thud against the bars and thought there you go Jenn you got her and reached to do so again. She lent into me with her weight, pushing with her foot thrust against the bars; so much the better I thought for it just gives me more leverage and push to thrust her head back against the bars. Surely you must have her now.
But the bitch suddenly snapped her right fist deep into my soft belly a second or so later. I felt it go in, agonizingly deep. I screamed and fell back clutching my belly, rolling on the floor for a moment then trying to get up. But before I could even get to my knees the black slut had crawled over, thrust her knee in my belly both pinning me down and inflicting great pain. I screamed again. She grabbed my hair with her left hand. Perhaps she was barely able to muster the strength to fight but she had far more stamina more power then any woman I had ever fought in or out of the ring. Before I was able to defend myself she had smacked her right fist into my face.
Groaning, screaming with the pain radiating from my cxnt and face I lashed out with my fists aimed at her face as I pushed and bucked my body to get her knee off my belly risking my all to get her away from me, sobbing with pain and effort as I heaved pushing her up. But though she seemed surprised by your punches and coughed and swore at me and though she spat blood from her lips she didn’t let me out of her trap. Rather she collapsed down on me laying her weight on me and then by grabbing two handfuls of my hair tried to smash my head into floor. Even in my pain and anger and desperation I could not help thinking how had the roles reversed. I kept bucking pushing trying to roll you off me using my legs to knee her while my fists punched her kidneys but those blows to my head are hurting so much . "Girl you gotta keep going" I was using every effort to roll the black bitch off to my left. But the bitch buttressed herself with her right palm spread on the floor as she lifted her body a bit to give her room to jam her knee in my groin open because my legs are spread as I tried to push for purchase and traction to lift her off me. At the same time she grasped my neck with her left hand pushing it down hard
Groaning in pain from the second blow to my groin in a few minutes I lashed out wildly still trying to thrust her off me by punching bucking my body head butting her and pushing. I managed to rise, to get half up on one side pushing trying to turn completely on to my side. But instead she pummeled my body with her fists and uses her weight and the sheer force from being on top to push me down again. There was one last effort I could make. I reached for her throat with my hands gripping it my fingers round her windpipe. I squeezed hard while kicking my legs trying to wrap them round her waist.
She straddled me again but I could see I was successful, she tried punching me but I could cope with that she was gagging spluttering. Then she grabbed my hair again and pulled my head up then smashed it down once twice three times onto the concrete. I thought my skull was broken and could do nothing but loosen my grip on her throat.
She punched my face with both left and right fists then pushed my wrists up over my head pinning them to the floor behind my head then bounced hard on my belly winding me. She yelled "give up"
I nodded there was nothing left I could do. I felt I had fought with a super hero. I lay on the floor groaning. She got up and spoke to the police. A while later someone brought in some dressing for my wounds and a blanket and helped me up to the bed.
Next morning when I sobered up I realised she wasn'a a super hero, it was my own stupidity in not fighting properly, in not being aggressive enough, in not smashing the bitch’s head as she did me. I was so stupid. I wouldn't make that mistake again. I wanted that black ass squirming under my foot, the bitch begging for mercy as I yanked her hair.
another of my old stories
