Kareena pounced immediately. Swinging a forearm at the back of Ameesha's head, she hit with full force. The crack staggered the spectators, some of which were just taking their seats. Ameesha staggered forward a step or two, trying to keep her balance. "Boy are you stupid!" Kareena laughed as she grabbed Ameesha's thick hair and pulled her back toward her. "I can't believe you turned your back on me, you moron ! Haven't you learned anything?"" Pulling the stunned girl's head under her arm, she locked a headlock on her. Immediately, she began pumping taped left fists into Ameesha's unprotected face. Rapid fire punches plowed into Ameesha's face, the tape making them even more damaging. Ameesha shuddered as she struggled to push herself from Kareena's grasp. Taped hands pushed against the brunette's smooth sides, but to no avail. Kareena wrenched the actress around forcefully, the darked-haired woman stumbling along beside her. Over and over again Kareena's taped fist arced up into Ameesha's face, slashing into the delicate, tender features of the stunned woman. Finally, Ameesha threw a hard punch into Kareena's lower back, hitting her above her left hip in the small of her back and heard her opponent gasp. Two, three, four punches hit home, until Kareena released the staggering Ameesha, Ameesha dropping to her knees as she pulled free. Shaking her head in shock, she tried to regroup. Kareena looked down at her kneeling opponent and glared, a slow sinister smile dawning on her face. Crimson tinted her rival's face, Ameesha springing a slight leak from some unidentified facial feature, the same color that slightly tinted the tape on the brunette's fist.
With Ameesha on her knees, Kareena entwined her fingers into her rival's hair and pulled upward. Ameesha hissed as she was pulled to her feet, lurching unsteadily as her mind was still whirling. Grabbing at Kareena's wrists, she tried to pull her hands free of her thick hair. Turning her quickly, Kareena buried her knee into the pit of Ameesha's soft stomach, producing a tremor in her target's body, shaking her thighs and ass as well as her belly, Ameesha's large breasts jiggling as she shuddered. Refusing to take a knee again, Ameesha struggled to straighten up again, only to be rocked by another knee to the gut. Air exploding from her mouth, Ameesha slowly sank to her knee, hands still gripping Kareena's wrists in their attempt to pry her hands out of her hair.
Kareena kept a tight grip on Ameesha's hair, trying to ignore the pain in her lower back. Ameesha had really hit her hard there several times and it wasn't the kind of thing Kareena's frame could forgive. She needed a break just for a few seconds and knew exactly what to do to get it. She brought her leg back again and this time, instead of burying her knee in Ameesha's stomach, she slammed it right into Ameesha's jaw, knocking her backwards, the back of Ameesha's head slamming hard onto the floor. The crowd let out a surprised gasp. Kareena slowly walked around her opponent's body, while massaging that nagging ache in her left lower back. If Ameesha was out cold, so be it. It would give her a little more time to recuperate. And when she was ready, there were plenty of nasty ways to wake Ameesha up.
Ameesha lay on her back, blinking her eyes and looking up at the top of the cage. She moved one hand to her aching stomach. She was starting get her focus back and could see Kareena walking around her, looking down at her as if she couldn't quite decide what to do with her next. She wondered if she had lost consciousness for a second or two. Her head had hit the carpeted floor very hard. There was a ringing in her ears and she had a sharp stinging pain in her lower lip. Had she been busted open already? Yep. There it was. The taste of blood. Kareena wasn't simply after first blood, however. She made it very clear that this was going to be a long night and there was no way out. Ameesha would have to fight for her life.
Kareena was thinking about doing that old trick where you stand on your opponent's hair and pull up on her arms, but decided against it. She wasn't sure how much damage had been done to her back, but pulling up hard like that would only aggravate it. She decided instead to reach down, grab Ameesha's ankles and pull her legs up. Spreading Ameesha's legs open to a V-shape, she looked down at her, watching her come back to life. She saw Ameesha's hand move to her stomach. "Good morning, Ms. Ameesha. I have a surprise for you..". She then mercilessly dropped her knee flush into Ameesha's groin, her opponent letting out a screech so loud and pained, even Kareena herself couldn't help but wince for a second. Satisfied, Kareena raised her arms in the air and walked in circles around the other fighter, who was now curled up in a fetal position, moaning, her eyes shut tight, one taped fist clutching her midsection and the other covering her crotch. The crowd cheered, but many just sat there with there mouths open, in shock. This was turning out to be exactly what Kareena had said it would be. A massacre like they'd never seen before.
Ameesha tried to control the rising panic inside her. She had to focus, but it was hard to do with the lightening voltage of pain coursing through her from her crotch and the pain in her belly. Eyes closed, she writhed on her side, one taped hand covering her belly, the other her crotch. Oblivious to the strutting brunette circling her, she tried to level her breathing. Slowly getting control of herself, she started to roll to one elbow and lift herself onto her knees.
Kareena watched from above, a smirk on her luscious lips. Stepping in behind her fallen foe, she waited until Ameesha's bikini-clad derriere was raised then planted a swift kick up between her thighs eliciting another scream and driving Ameesha face first into the carpet again.
This time Ameesha did not flop to the carpet. Her chest heaving in her effort to control the sobs that were building within her, she somehow remained on her knees, one forearm by her head steadying herself and the other shoved between her thighs. With the excited crowd noise filling her ears, she rocked slowly forward and back, using the repetitive rhythm to try to calm herself down and refocus her spinning head. She had to get away, try to regroup. Pulling her left hand from her crotch, she began to haltingly crawl toward the ropes.
"Oh, no you don't, sweetheart. There's nowhere to go," Kareena purred with a nasty smile. "We're just getting started." Reaching down to the crawling opponent, Kareena's taped hands playfully rubbed Ameesha's smooth sides and lower back then patted her behind, almost as if encouraging her attempted escape. "That's it. Run away, little piggy. Run and hide."
Laughing malevolently, she dogged Ameesha as she tried to get to the ropes. Ameesha's head was clearing as she crawled toward the ropes. There was no sanctuary there she knew, no sanctuary anywhere in this hell cage, but at least she could get to her feet easier. The sharp tang of blood that seeped into her mouth from her lower lip helped her focus. She figured that wasn't the only place she was seeping from, but she didn't have time to find out where else. With her thick hair cascading over her shoulders and partially obscuring her face, her strong thighs and ass tensing, and her fleshy tits jiggling as she crawled, Ameesha focused on the ropes in front of her.
Seeing her quarry just out of reach of the ropes, Kareena decided it was time to play again. "OK, piggy. Time to get up." Reaching down, the brunette wrapped her hand in Ameesha's hair and hooked the other under the bikini string in the middle of her back. Holding her there, she chuckled as Ameesha struggled to go forward. Pulling back on her victim's hair, she tilted Ameesha's face to the crowd.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Ameesha hissed, closing her eyes in pain as Kareena's hand further entwined in her luxurious hair.
"Up we go," Kareena said as she pulled Ameesha slowly to her feet by her hair and bikini string. One of Ameesha's hands pulled at Kareena's wrist as she was hauled painfully upright into a standing position. Looking into the pained girl's expression, the brunette smiled as she saw the seepage from her forehead and above her left eyebrow.
"That's gonna hurt," she giggled. Pulling her over toward the nearest turnbuckle, Kareena led her captive into the corner. Leaning her forward as she walked, she scraped Ameesha's face against the cage, eliciting yet another cry of pain. Ameesha's taped hands flew to her face to try to shield it from more abuse. "Oopsie. Too close," Kareena laughed as she hauled the stumbling, suffering Ameesha to the corner.
Ameesha's eyes saw the intended target but couldn't pull free. She again tried to pull Kareena's hand free of her hair, but Kareena had it tightly entwined. Reaching the corner, Kareena rammed Ameesha's face into the padded turnbuckle sending a shudder through the curvy sun-streaked girl's body, from her boobs to her thighs.
"Unnnhhhhhhhhhh..." A second slam shook her again, her tanned skin rippling from the impact. Ameesha was dazed again by the solid impact of face on turnbuckle, slumping to her knee, the brunette's hand still entangled in her hair near her scalp. Kareena hauled her to her feet again, walking her a short distance from the corner, then whirling her around by her hair, flinging her back towards the corner. Ameesha hit the turnbuckle solidly, back first. Her head snapped back, pounding into the buckle, her voluminous hair flying, her tits, belly, ass and thighs all shaking from the impact. Her arms draped over the top ropes, Ameesha was stunned. Hanging in the corner, her luscious body was a blank canvas for Kareena to express herself upon.
Kareena looked at her opponent and shook her head. "Look at you. You're pathetic! (Kareena slapped Ameesha's face sharply, snapping her head violently to the side) These people came here to see a show and you're giving them nothing! (a quick jab to Ameesha's nose, snapping her head back on her neck) You're giving ME nothing! (Another jab) Why did you even agree to this fight? (jab) Answer me! (A much harder jab, one that started blood flowing from Ameesha's nose) And now you're bleeding like the stuck pig that you are!"
Ameesha looked up at Kareena with seething anger and hatred, each stinging jab making the rage grow stronger inside her, her frustration with herself forcing tears out of her eyes that she had been trying so hard to hold back. She was so tired of being humiliated, but felt she was hopeless now, arms draped over the top ropes, slumping in the corner.
Kareena continued punching Ameesha with brutal taped fists. Snapping her head back on her neck, increasing the flow of red from her nose. An uppercut to her left tit. Her right breast, nearly knocking it out of her skimpy bikini top. Plunging a left into her belly. Breast, breast, belly, face, belly, face, breast, breast. Uppercut, hook, cross. Headsnap, tit bounce.
"Ooooofffff! Unhhhhhh! Unggggggg!" Ameesha was beside herself, getting mauled from all angles as Kareena played speedbag with her belly, boobs and face. Pink appeared all over her flesh. A couple maliciously vicious uppercuts to her aching tits. The tawny-tressed punching-bag sagged in the corner.
"You're more pathetic than I even imagined, and that's saying something," Kareena spat as she observed the damage her taped fists had done to her rival. Bleeding from her nose, cut on her forehead and over her eye, bruising on her breasts, arms and belly, Ameesha was a slack-jawed mess. The brunette smirked as she watched Ameesha slowly push herself back up, legs straining, her breasts and ass jiggling as she struggled back to an upright position. "She wants more. My pleasure," Kareena cooed.
Kareena turned her back on her beaten rival. Ameesha had an opportunity to jump her, but couldn't move, her legs like jello. Kareena walked to the middle of the ring and turned around to face her opponent. Raising her fists in the air, getting the crowd's approval, Kareena then ducked down and ran forward, burying her shoulder into Ameesha's stomach.
"Oooof!" A loud gush of air came out of Ameesha's lungs and a resounding OHHH! from the audience. Ameesha struggled to breathe, nearly split in half at the navel by the shoulder. Kareena walked back to the middle of the ring. Ameesha looked on in horror. If Kareena was going to do another one of those, Ameesha (and Kareena and everyone else) knew it was lights out. She could not take another one, but she was too weak to move out of the way. Kareena charged forward and Ameesha didn't bother trying to move. However, she did let go of the ropes, letting herself fall down to the floor at the last second. Kareena's shoulder didn't find Ameesha's stomach. It found the empty space between the turnbuckles and then the cold steel of the cage, her head smashing against the cage post and her body crumpling in the narrow space between the cage and the turnbuckle.
The crowd roared with delight. In one moment, with Kareena's one mistake, everything had changed. If Kareena was unconscious pinned against the cage, Ameesha might actually have enough time to get herself together and turn this thing around !
That would be a lot easier said than done. Ameesha's stomach, tits and face had taken such a beating, she was still on the floor, curled up, trying hard to get some air into her lungs and breath through the blood that ran from her nose. She wondered if her ribs or nose were broken. Her last-second effort had paid off, though. She looked over and saw Kareena lying motionless pinned outside the ropes, her body pressed up against the cage. Ameesha had bought herself some time, but was it enough?
Kareena had crumpled to her knees, her body splayed against the cage wall like a bug on a windshield. Momentarily blacked out, she was held suspended there, a marionette with her strings tangled. For quite a few moments, neither girl moved. The crowd was hushed in anticipation and wonder about what was about to happen. The only sounds were Ameesha's struggles for breath and control. Slowly she crawled to the ropes a short distance from Kareena, expecting her to attack at any time. Reaching them, she slowly and haltingly pulled herself to her feet, holding the ropes to keep from collapsing again. Leaning on the ropes for support, she labored for breath, breathing heavily through her mouth and wiping a trail of crimson from her lips. Seeing the brunette beginning to stir against the cage wall, she knew she didn't have much time. She had to act now, whether she was ready or not. The crowd began to cheer her on, encouraging her. Maybe this was going to be a fight after all!
As Kareena began to get her bearings, she felt a presence behind her. Before she could turn around, she felt the searing pain of Ameesha's heel slamming into the flesh surrounding her kidney!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." she groaned, her eyes closing, a hissing intake of breath. A second time the heel smashed into her lower back in the same spot. Ameesha had seen the damage her initial desperate punches had done there and decided to work on that tender area again. Three, four times Ameesha's pounded her heel into the soft flesh of Kareena's lower back, the last two times grinding the heel in for added destruction. Kareena's face was plastered with a look of pain, gritting her teeth against the ache.
With Kareena groaning, Ameesha reached over the top rope and entangled her hands in Kareena's brunette locks, pulling straight up, bringing the screaming hellcat with them, her hands clutching at Ameesha's. The crowd was amazed as they watched Ameesha pull Kareena to her feet after the beating she had taken. From the look on Ameesha's normally girlishly cute face, only now with crimson streaks and smudges in spots, everyone knew that Kareena was not going to like what was about to happen next.
Pulling her up to her feet, Ameesha hissed in Kareena's ear, "Now who's the stupid one?" Pulling back on the screaming brunette's hair, she bent her back over the ropes. After pulling her back so that the brunette's torso was almost horizontal, she released her grip on her hair. With the ropes acting like a slingshot, Kareena's face and torso were flung forward, mashing into the cage wall with a powerful clang! Groaning, Kareena semi stood, plastered to the chain-link wall. Ameesha, a grin on her face for the first time in the match, entwined her hands in Kareena's hair a second time.
Pulling her back even farther this time on her rope powered catapult, Ameesha looked down into Kareena's shocked and pained visage. "Ready?" she chuckled. Kareena's eyes went wide as she felt Ameesha let go of her hair again. Rocketed forward by the tension on the ropes, Kareena slammed into the metal curtain a second time, hitting harder than the first time. This time, Kareena slowly sank to her knees, her face roughly dragging along the cage wall as she descended. Still between the ropes and the cage wall, she was held in that upright position, face and chest leaning against the cool steel, chest laboring for air and focus. She found she was not getting enough of either.
Ameesha, still recovering from the initial beating she had taken, stood at the ropes, leaning on them for support, wiping at her forehead and upper lip at the crimson staining her cherubic facial features and staring with malice towards her staggered adversary. Grabbing Kareena's hair with her taped hand again, she roughly tilted her head back. Encouraged by the trickle of red that was now seeping from Kareena's nose, her spirit lifted. With Kareena's head tilted back, her large, milky white breasts were thrust forward into the cage wall, the skimpy black bikini top providing negligible protection. Pulled up once again by her opponent, those breasts were roughly scraped on the cage wall, drawing a pained cry from the hurting brunette and giving the spectators on that side a clear view of Kareena's succulent tits. Pulling Kareena back a third time, this time Ameesha yanked hard on the brunette mane, pulling Kareena into the ring over the top rope. Kareena landed hard on her back, followed by an elbow to her aching breasts. The girl's eyes rolled back in her head momentarily, stunned by the slam of the elbow.
Slowly getting to her feet, Ameesha looked down on her fallen foe, lying on her back in the ring. Raising her foot, Ameesha stomped Kareena in the pit of her belly. Kareena convulsed on the carpet, her breasts bouncing and jiggling as she shuddered, rolling onto her side in a fetal position, cradling both her breasts and belly with her crimson tinted taped hands.
Ameesha grabbed Kareena's hair and slowly lifted her up, a painful process for both, but she eventually got her to her feet. Grabbing her from behind, she walked her to the corner and pushed her forward into the turnbuckles. Kareena was facing into the corner, her arms draped over the top ropes, her head resting on the top turnbuckle. Ameesha punched Kareena in the back, Kareena responding with a sharp cry of pain. Ameesha raised her fists in the air, mocking Kareena's arrogance from earlier in the match, and the crowd cheered her on. Ameesha began slamming punch after punch into her opponent's back, each one causing Kareena's body to shudder in pain. She leaned in tight, pounding Kareena's kidneys and back like she was working out with a punching bag in the gym.
When blood began to come out of Kareena's mouth, Ameesha stopped for a moment. Ameesha spoke right into Kareena's ear. "Ready to give up? I'm just getting warmed up here." Actually, Ameesha was exhausted and wanted to collapse to the floor, but didn't want her to know that.. "You didn't think I had it in me, huh?" Another punch. Kareena moaned in pain. "Give up?"
Kareena managed to whisper and Ameesha had to get in close to hear her: "Never, you bitch... Not to you.. NEVER." Ameesha grabbed a hold of the ropes in each hand and pressed her knee into Kareena's back, grinding it in as hard as she could. Kareena wailed. "You don't know when you've been beat, Kareena. I'll win this fight the same way you win all of yours.. by fighting dirty. You don't think I've finally learned how to play rough? You don't think I can fight as dirty as you?" She undid Kareena's bikini top and ripped it off. She turned her around and grabbed Kareena's large milky white breasts in her hands and squeezed and twisted, Kareena crying out in shock and agony. The audience was amazed to see Ameesha like this. It seemed Kareena had beaten and taunted her so much, she'd been turned into a wild animal, gritting her teeth, mauling Kareena's breasts with both hands "Give it up, you bitch! Give it.." Her words were cut off when Kareena's knee came up and hit her between the legs. It was a desperate move and didn't have much power behind it at all, but Ameesha's midsection had taken such a beating already, it caused her enough pain to let go of Kareena and stagger back a couple steps.
Hunched over, hands between her legs, Ameesha felt like she would pass out. So much blood was gushing out of her nose, she was now certain it had been broken and her vision was starting to go dim. She glared at Kareena, who glared back at her, both of them with such hatred in their eyes, the whole room wondered if either would ever give up. These two girls seemed willing to beat each other to death.
Kareena wasn't sure if she could stand without the aid of the ropes. She tried as hard as she could, but any attempt to stand on her own caused a sharp jolt of pain to run through her spine. She wanted to get to Ameesha before Ameesha got to her, but it was hopeless. Ameesha slowly came forward again. "That was a stupid thing to do, bitch. Now, I'm..."
"Shut up, Ameesha!" Kareena spat out. "You didn't let me answer your question. The answer is no!" Ameesha wasn't sure what she meant. Kareena reached out and grabbed Ameesha's hair and pulled her face just an inch from hers. "No, Ameesha, I DON'T think you can fight as dirty as I can!" To the audience, it looked for a moment like Kareena was kissing Ameesha, but when Ameesha started screaming in pain and they got a better look, many of them were horrified at what they saw. Kareena was biting Ameesha's nose. She clamped on so tight, that when Ameesha fell backwards, Kareena landing on top of her, she still didn't let go. Ameesha cried and flailed her arms and legs, but Kareena's teeth stayed clamped on her bleeding nose. Ameesha's high-pitched screeching caused many to cover their ears and several called out for Ameesha to give up. Kareena stopped just long enough spit some blood out of her mouth and say, "You heard them. Better give the people what they want, Ameesha. GIVE IT UP, you pathetic bitch !" She bit down again and Ameesha squealed in agony.
Desperate and in terrible pain, the sobbing Ameesha pushed, slapped and writhed on the carpet beneath her ruthless tormentor. Kareena's hot breath filled Ameesha's senses, the brunette's bare, sweaty tits mashing into her own bikini-clad ones. Her nose hurt so badly, she felt like it was about to be torn off her face. Nearly choking on the blood that ran from her nose into her mouth, she somehow finally achieved a moment of clarity. Even as she screamed into the skin of Kareena's face, she started plowing her taped left fist into the fleshy side of the brunette's right tit. Pounding it repeatedly, the fist made a smacking sound as it battered the soft pillowy mound. As her mind began to explode from the pain of the bite, Ameesha maintained the presence of mind to grind the taped knuckles into the giving soft mammary tissue. Detecting a slight change in Kareena's breathing, she decided she had to risk everything to get free. With the brunette distracted slightly by the painful grinding of her breast, Ameesha threw all she had into an uppercut square on Kareena's jaw, the knuckles hitting the underside of Kareena's chin with a startling THUNK! While it did stun the brunette's bite open, freeing the anguished woman's nose from her shark like grip, it also drove Kareena's bottom jaw up into the upper, clamping one last horrific chomp on Ameesha's already throbbing nose. As Kareena rolled off stunned, Ameesha let go a blood curdling scream and rolled onto her side.
Kareena sat, blinking, the desperate punch catching her by surprise. Rubbing her jaw, she spit out a mouthful of Ameesha's blood on the carpet. Wiping her mouth with her forearm, she took a couple of deep breaths, taking in the stunned sounds coming from the crowd. Having anticipated a titanic match, never had they imagined the height of cruelty they were witnessing. Kareena slowly got to her knees and turned in the direction of her agonized victim.
Ameesha lay on the carpet, in near fetal position, her hands covering her screamingly painful nose, the flow of blood from her nose mingling with that from her mouth and her eye and her forehead. She absently kicked her right foot in distress, the agony beyond anything she had ever experienced. Whimpering, she tried to fight through the pain that consumed her consciousness. Kareena looked down on the trembling actress and smiled. It was almost over. There was no way Ameesha could recover from this. She had hurt her - hurt her so deeply that she might never fight again.
Sidling up to the fallen Ameesha on her knees, Kareena spoke in a snakelike hissing tone. "Looks like it's over Ameesha." Surveying the tremulous form before her, she chuckled, "Well, it looks like you won't be needing this anymore." Slowly, teasingly she untied the string of Ameesha's bikini top, pulling it off her roughly, exposing Ameesha's substantial sweat-shiny breasts to the crowd.
"Come on Kareena. That's enough!" a few spectators called, their hearts breaking at the damage done to Ameesha.
"Oh no!" she called. "It's not done until I say we're done or until she surrenders!" Rolling her onto her belly, pinning her face to the mat with a hand on the back of her neck, she regarded the trembling actress. In a softer, dismissive voice, she said to Ameesha, "Not so tough are you, you little pussy bitch?" Ameesha's foot absently kicked the carpet, indicative of the pain she was in. "Come on, little piggy," Kareena hissed quietly, getting slowly to her feet and turning Ameesha's head in her hands, slowly bringing the sobbing actress back to her feet.
As she slowly pulled Ameesha to her knees, she suddenly felt arms wrapped around her and locked around her back. Incredulous, Kareena found herself lifted slightly off her feet and being propelled backwards toward the ropes. The crowd was stunned as a maniacal Ameesha somehow rallied her broken spirit, charging the brunette as she was pulled to her feet. The wild look in her eyes told those that saw them, including Kareena, that she was incensed. Unable to stop Ameesha's charge, Kareena had only seconds to brace herself for impact. Her broad, soft shoulders taut with effort, Ameesha's legs drove the two women into the ropes and cage wall, the brunette's battered midsection taking the brunt of the impact, mashed between the cage wall and the solid, driving shoulder of her rival.
"Ouuuuuuuufffffff!!" Kareena's breath exploded from her mouth, droplets of blood raining out with it speckling Ameesha's back with crimson. Not releasing her, Ameesha again pounded her back into the ropes and cage wall, again skewering her foe with her shoulder. Staggering backwards, she somehow remained upright as she looked at her bewildered enemy. With blood streaming from her ruined nose, Ameesha steadied herself with difficulty and launched a right fist at Kareena. BANG! The fist hit home on Kareena's bare left breast, twisting the taped knuckles on impact to maximize damage. Rearing back and firing again, she sent another looping right fist into her foe's frame, hitting her just below the tit as Kareena tried to evade. Another right, this time to the face, starting a flow from the brunette's hairline. Running on unguessed reserves, adrenaline or just raw will, Ameesha pounded her fist over and over again into her staggered and bewildered foe, bare boobs bouncing and jiggling on her chest as she flung looping punches. Occasionally pinning Kareena on the ropes, propped against the cage wall, she rested momentarily before resuming her barrage, knowing she had to keep throwing until Kareena collapsed, hitting any part of Kareena that happened to be available.
If this were earlier in the match, Kareena would be in serious trouble because fist-fighting had always been Ameesha's forte. Luckily for the brunette, Ameesha's punches had been robbed of much of their power to do substantial damage. That was not to take away from their impact. Kareena was being overwhelmed by volume if not by power. The attack had also succeeded in bring the crowd to its feet. Ameesha was not beaten yet, though how she managed to sustain this attack frankly puzzled everyone, even Ameesha herself. Detached, almost in a dream like state, she mindlessly swung her taped fists at Kareena, heaving shaky punch after shaky punch into her face, bare tits, belly, arms, hips, ribs and any other body part that happened to be in the way. Though lacking the power she would have had earlier in the match before getting worked over, the fists did damage, drawing blood from her mouth, nose and hairline. As she threw fist after grueling fist into Kareena's softening body, Ameesha seemed to get stronger and recover some semblance of control of herself. How long she could maintain this comeback was still a matter of uncertainty. She had a reputation for being able to take extreme levels of abuse in her matches, so no one ever counted her out completely. Driven by her hatred of this cruel brunette bitch in front of her, her nose screaming in pain at her and streaming blood, she drove herself beyond the limits anyone expected, pumping her taped fists into Kareena, cutting, abrading and punishing her slighter frame, her beautiful pale face and breasts.
Kareena was stunned by Ameesha's punches and her determination. As she weathered the storm of admittedly less powerful but still harmful punches to her significant tits, belly and tender face, she looked for a way out. On some level, she saw that, though Ameesha's jiggling body was still pumping fists into her aching flesh, there was a mindlessness to it, and that she was still unsteady on her feet. As Ameesha threw another punch, the brunette ducked under the arc of the right arm causing Ameesha to list off balance and right into a gutting knee to the soft slightly pudgy pit of her wide open belly. Ameesha staggered forward into the ropes, Kareena pulling her past her and face first into the cage wall. Her destroyed nose hitting the steel as her face was mashed into cold links, Ameesha screamed. The crowd groaned.
As Ameesha staggered away from the ropes, she blundered right into another devastating knee to the pit of her belly, lifting her up to her tiptoes, her eyes closing in pain as her vulnerable tummy absorbed the hit. Doubling over in anguish, her breasts shimmying as they hung from her naked chest, she turned away from Kareena. With a tremble-legged Ameesha offering her back before her, Kareena took the opening offered and slammed a double ax-handle square into the middle of her back. Hissing in pain and straightening up, Ameesha sank to her knees in front of her rival. Kareena licked her bloody lips and smiled at the helpless girl facing away from her on her knees before her. Her eyes lighting up, she stood behind her fallen foe.
Suddenly, she clamped her talons into the soft, vulnerable flesh of Ameesha's upper right shoulder from behind. Instantly, Ameesha grimaced as Kareena's fingers dug into the smooth, sensuous flesh. Shuddering as the brunette's fingernails bore into her, Ameesha closed her eyes in pain, her mouth a suffering pinched line, lips stretched tightly over her gritted teeth as she tried to withstand the screaming pain to the right of her neck. Delving into the sensitive, lush tissue of her foe's shoulder with both hands, Kareena gritted her own teeth in concentration. She was tearing Ameesha up without restraint or resistance right now and it was sustaining her exhausted attack. She could feel Ameesha suffer beneath her clawing fingers, her body beginning to tremble as Kareena mined into her bare shoulder. Grinding her fingers in without mercy, she shook her prey enough to set Ameesha's sizable tits jiggling on her exposed chest, just to dig in deeper. She could feel Ameesha's resistance collapsing beneath her fingers, giving way beneath the merciless onslaught. Her massive tits jiggling as she shuddered in sobbing anguish, tears seeped from Ameesha's eyes, her will to resist frayed to the snapping point. She couldn't give in, yet she couldn't hang on.
Sensing the war raging within her victim's shuddering frame, Kareena relished Ameesha's suffering. Leaning in close so that only Ameesha could hear, she purred, "Give it up, you fat little cxnt. There's no escape. Quit now, lard ass, before I really tear you apart."
In spite of her extreme pain, Ameesha's defiance reared its head. In a pain soaked, halting voice, just barely a whisper, she defied the ruthless brunette with all that she had left. "Bite me," she breathed in rebelliousness, the very words dripping with suffering.
Kareena's eyes shone in malice. Bloody lips kissing Ameesha's ear, she purred, "What a wonderful idea. Thank you. Don't mind if I do."
Before Ameesha could realize her poor choice of vernacular, Kareena pulled her left hand off of the nubile's shoulder and brushed aside the damp hair that clung to the right side of Ameesha's face and neck, laying bare the tasty joint of her neck and shoulder. With shark like aggression, she plunged her mouth down onto the naked skin, teeth tearing into the flesh at the base of Ameesha's neck. Instantly, the warrior's body sprang to life, writhing desperately to relieve the screaming pain of Kareena's ferocious attack. Her mouth wide open in panic, her face a pitiful mask beyond pain, she cried out as she squirmed under Kareena's ruthless domination.
"Owwwww....owwwww... OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!" The sound sent chills down the spines of three quarters of the crowd yet Kareena refused to relent; her teeth wreaking holy havoc on the girl's neck and shoulder. Ameesha's body was a-dance as she thrashed about, legs kicking, belly pumping in her fright of how far Kareena would go. Already she had nearly bitten off her nose, split her forehead open, punched every inch of her invitingly luscious body and face and savaged her tits. To the spectators who were transfixed on this brutally macabre scene, it appeared that Ameesha's body had a mind of its own as she thrashed about trying desperately to free herself from the jaws of her tormentress. Nearly out of her mind in panic, she twisted her body around, catching Kareena flush in the face with a taped left fist, smashing into the bridge of her nose. Kareena recoiled from the punch, unprepared for Ameesha's desperate act, the punch adding to her own suffering.
Free of Kareena's gnawing attack, Ameesha huddled forward on her knees, nearly sobbing as she covered the point of attack with her hand, cradling her throbbing trapezius muscle where Kareena had ruthlessly worked her over. Grimacing, her face registered the level of torment that Kareena had wreaked on her. Kareena too showed the extreme toll this match was taking on her as well, between the energy of her attacks and the damage inflicted on her by her headstrong adversary. Realizing that she didn't have much more to give, she decided that she had to try to end things now.
Kneeling beside her brutalized enemy, the damage of the fight twisting her face in pain, Kareena grabbed the sobbing Ameesha by the hair and pulled her slowly back to an upright position on her knees. Unsure how much more she could endure, Ameesha rose meekly and was roughly turned to face her attacker. The two were quite a sight, their crimson defiled faces just inches apart, their hot laboring breath washing the face of the other. Kareena let go of her swaying rival's head with a snarl, snaking her arms under Ameesha's and around the woman's sweaty heaving torso, wrapping her arms around Ameesha's bare back. In defense, Ameesha did the same, simultaneously slithering her arms around the brunette's moist, upper body. Locking their arms around each other's backs, they ensnared each other in a mutual bearhug. Their sweaty bodies smacked together as they each locked the other in her arms. Normally a move Ameesha used to utilize her strength, both she and Kareena were almost completely drained by their efforts and the amount of abuse they had dished out to the other. Still, they tensed their arms around the other, trying to use what strength remained to get the other to surrender. Two sets of mammoth breasts slapped together, mashing into each other as breast, belly and thigh merged together as one. Eyes closing, both women steeled themselves for the test of will. The crowd wondered if either of them would survive.
Ameesha struggled to grind her arms, but she had almost nothing left. Still she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, her broad sexy shoulders tense as she struggled to make the brunette quit. Kareena was equally drained, her arms also squeezing for all she was worth. The brunette threw back her head as she fought the rising pain from within, the damage Ameesha had done internally nearly bringing tears to her eyes. Like one animal trying to rip itself apart, the two women struggled on their knees on the carpet. The crowd cheered them on, driving them to levels of effort that neither had likely reached before. Alternately rocking slightly side to side, now one pulling the other forward, only to be pulled back by her equally determined adversary they struggled for supremacy. Their firm, succulently fleshy tits ground into each other's, a battle of the flesh that drove the crowd wild. Kareena's slighter build seemed to give Ameesha an advantage, but the damage Kareena had done equalized their contest.
The two women continued to squeeze each other mindlessly, their clutch sapping each other's remaining power. Ameesha now threw her head back in agony, her body reaching break point. A new spittle-stream of blood seeped from Kareena's lips as her insides felt ready to collapse. Yet the two refused to release the other, determined to extract from the other a tearful surrender.
Despite the lack of visible movement, each in the crowd knew that there was an inhuman amount of pain being mutually inflicted. Finally, slowly, Ameesha's head began to droop, finally coming to rest with her right cheek on Kareena's left shoulder, eyes closed and breathing like a bellows. Their heaving chests jiggled as flesh slithered against flesh, tit pressed upon tit, thigh contended with thigh, belly vs. belly. Slowly, Kareena's head too began to slump, dropping to Ameesha's shoulder. Both girls' bodies trembled as they contended.
The crowd wondered how long these two could continue this torturous war. They sensed that this blood-bath would be over any second now. There would be no submission. They were both going to collapse.
Ameesha sensed it too. Making the first move, she shrugged her shoulders, slithering her arms out from around Kareena's sweaty torso, pulling herself free of Kareena's exhausted grasp. Pushing her away slightly, the two faced each other on their knees, their bodies trembling with exhaustion. Ameesha slowly cocked her right fist, flinging a tired wide roundhouse right at the brunette's bloodstained face. Kareena pulled back enough for the normally lethal but now exhausted fist of Ameesha to glance harmlessly off her left cheek. Kareena countered with a tired right uppercut, plunging it into Ameesha's heaving belly, drawing a WHOOF of breath from between her cracked lips. Even with minimal power behind it, it still brought a grimace to face as it penetrated slightly into the soft flesh surrounding her belly button, jiggling her gut and breasts. Somehow fighting through the pain, Ameesha cocked her fist again, putting all her remaining strength into another punch at the brunette's sleepy-eyed face. Kareena somehow managed to avoid the desperation punch, the motion of the wide right hand sending Ameesha off balance.
Seeing the opening Ameesha's desperate punch created, Kareena swung once more, hoping her fist would strike her target where she wanted. It worked. Kareena's fist connected with Ameesha's throat. The taped fist hitting flush on the girl's windpipe, Ameesha's mouth opened wide in a silent scream. She felt she couldn't breathe for a couple seconds and fell backwards, holding her throat. This gave Kareena a chance to slowly and painfully climb on top of her opponent. Kareena sat on top of Ameesha's upper thighs and placed her hands on Ameesha's soft stomach. She dug her nails into the soft mound of flesh and squeezed hard, hoping Ameesha would submit to a stomach claw. She had to submit to something and quick, Kareena thought. She was running on empty and she knew it. Ameesha's plush midsection had already taken such abuse it would only be a matter of time. Ameesha now cried out and Kareena began talking to her. "Give it up, Ameesha. You can't take anymore. Just give it up and this will all be over". Ameesha moaned in pain, her head shaking back and forth, bare breasts bouncing and rolling on her chest, but she would not give up. Kareena pressed and squeezed, kneading the softness of her foe's tummy, but Ameesha would not submit. Kareena was getting worried. Every movement caused so much pain in her back, she felt she couldn't go on any longer and yet she had to get that submission out of Ameesha or this all would have been for nothing. She decided to try something else.
Kareena moved her body up so that she was sitting on Ameesha's stomach, her own milky white breasts jiggling and swaying as she moved. Slamming her ass into the softness of her foe's belly, she grabbed Ameesha's large, firm breasts in her hands and squeezed. Ameesha's cries increased in volume, but she didn't say the words Kareena wanted to hear. Kareena pushed and pulled, kneading the round tender titflesh like dough and, frustrated with her opponent, yelled, "Give up Ameesha ! GIVE UP NOW!!" Ameesha's whole body was screaming for her to give up, but she would not allow the words to reach her lips. She wailed, arching her back in anguish, her head bent back, the crown of her head pressed against the floor, slapping the floor and the brunette with flailing arms. Still no capitulation.
Kareena suddenly lost complete control and grabbed Ameesha's throat with both hands, wrapping her fingers around the woman's defenseless neck, choking her. "GIVE IT UP GIVE IT UP YOU BITCH GIVE IT UP!" she screamed, each word punctuated by slamming her head onto the floor, both women's succulent breasts bouncing madly. The crowd joined in the chant, "GIVE IT UP! GIVE IT UP! GIVE IT UP!"
With no response coming from the besieged Ameesha, Kareena let go of her throat. Shifting further up Ameesha's torso, she grabbed her flailing arms and pinned them to the floor at her sides with her legs, sealing off Ameesha's last avenue to fight back. With a snarl of anger and frustration at Ameesha's stubborn resistance, Kareena put her hands on either side of Ameesha's head, her thumbs pressing on Ameesha's eyelids. Suddenly frightened, Ameesha cried out, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!"
“GIVE IT UP GIVE IT UP!”
"Yes, Ameesha," Kareena grated through clenched teeth, the strain of the fight driving her near the brink herself. "It's over! You're going to say 'I surrender'. Not, 'I give' or 'I quit'. You're going to say 'I surrender' and say it loud for everyone to hear! I'm only going to keep pressing down harder!" To emphasize the point, she dug her thumbs into Ameesha's eyes harder. "Surrender! SAY IT !!"
“GIVE IT UP GIVE IT UP GIVE IT UP!”
Ameesha continued to scream and Kareena continued to press down on those vulnerable, defenseless eyes. Ameesha's body was squirming desperately, as much as she could squirm pinned as she was beneath the resolute, sweaty and bloody brunette. Arms pinned helplessly beneath Kareena's sweaty legs, she twisted her shoulders, trying to buck the brunette off. Her bare breasts bounced and jiggled wildly, thrust forward, squeezed between Kareena's sweaty thighs. It was no use. There was no escaping Kareena's control.
"DAMN YOU AMEESHA, JUST SAY IT !! YOU KNOW I'LL DO IT !! SURRENDER NOW ! IT'S ONLY GOING TO GET WORSE ! SAY IT !!" Kareena was hysterical, screaming at Ameesha. "JUST FUCKING SAY IT !!!" She pressed her thumbs even harder into Ameesha's eyes.
"OW! OW! OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!" Ameesha was screaming hysterically, tears flowing from her abused eyes as she cried.
“GIVE IT UP GIVE IT UP!”
Still Kareena did not relent, pressing her thumbs harder and ever harder into Ameesha's eyelids. Ameesha felt her head was going to explode and suddenly...
“GIVE IT UP GIVE IT UP GIVE IT UP!”
"I SURRENDERRRRRRRRRRRRRR !!!!!!" Ameesha heard herself scream the words; her voice saying the two words broke her heart, but it was like she didn't have a choice in the matter anymore. She'd taken all she could take, but it was just too much to bear. The pain in her eyes, her body and spirit broken, Ameesha surrendered!
The officials at the side of the ring called out, "Ameesha gave up!" and the crowd went ballistic. She did it ! Oh my god, how could she hold out for so long?? Many felt it had been the most brutal, intense fight they'd ever seen and they were on their feet cheering.
Kareena sat up, exhausted. Pulling her hands away from Ameesha's sobbing face, she raised her fists in victory, but could only keep them up for about two seconds. Each hand felt like it weighed fifty pounds. She got the win and the submission, but she hardly felt like the winner right now. She fell over on her side, exhausted, the impact of her body on the floor sending another jolt of pain through her body, her back in a spasm and she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out.
Ameesha, on the other hand, was already weeping as she rolled into a ball and cried out loud; long, moaning sobs of disappointment and pain, her spirit broken. She'd given everything she had; fought harder than she ever had before and yet she still lost. She'd tried fighting fire with fire, fighting dirty, but in the end nothing mattered. She'd batttered Kareena worse than any other opponent, but she still got beaten even worse. Kareena Kapoor had beaten her and Ameesha could never reverse or erase that fact. Overcome with the mind-numbing pain of the fight, the bitterness of the defeat, and a broken heart, Ameesha wept unconsolably.
The cage door was unlocked and people flooded in to help these two fighters, who had fought with everything they had, nearly killing each other in the process. Both near-naked bodies were drenched with sweat, their hair matted to their heads. And blood. There was so much blood - on the carpet, on their faces, and on the fists which had been wrapped with white tape, now stained red. Kareena reflexively opened and closed her fists, so sore from the battle, stained with Ameesha's blood, blood dearly wrought. Her own blood adorned Ameesha's taped fists as well, one of which was covering the girl's screamingly throbbing eyes and the other gently massaging her poor, pulverized belly. At this moment, neither cared about what anyone thought, so consumed were they in their own private hell of pain and exhaustion. At least Kareena had the comfort of securing the decisive victory over her rival; Ameesha didn't even have that, she had only the pain of the fight and the memory of her tearful, desperate, submission.
