[linftr]

Preamble:  This is sort of a interactive story by me, with approval by, and possibly interaction with Mauler Maureen and Vanessa (and others if they chime in).  Vanessa and I greatly enjoyed our message board fight a while back, and to carry the scenario along a bit, and to have some additional nasty action,  I asked Maureen if she would be my opponent in a fight that was to be taped by a professional outfit, showing all the glorious details.  She agreed, so long as I ‘made it nasty’.  Hopefully the message board is the spot for it, if not, it can be shifted.   

Time passed, my memories of the wicked fight I had with Vanessa are blurring, perhaps  because of the crown royale I treat myself to every night.  What a nasty catfight, I had such hopes to triumph over that slut, but it all went wrong, and I ended up shredded, plucked, clawed and whimpering.  Sure, I hurt her, but I ended up wrecked and ruined on a professionally produced ‘mature catfight video’.   If only I went after her pussy  like she did mine.  There were so many openings for me to attack.  If only I had another chance I tell myself, as my wirey kinkies finally grow in where she pulled them out.  If she hadn’t attacked my ass that way, violating me, I was on my way to victory.

It’s a two drink night for me,  and I decide to replay the whole video again, even listening to the post fight interview they shot with Vanessa.  I had crawled off and didn’t give them any more crap to humiliate myself with, but she was just gushing with enthusiasm.  As I watched the scenes unfolding on my lap top, a ding let me know an email arrived, and from who else but my old rival Maureen:  “Loved the video, and seeing your fat ass crawling off.   Lucky it wasn’t me, or I would have rammed my whole arm up that hole.  PS  I made sure Lucky watched the ‘good parts’ with your leaking cow tits getting milked”.

Bad enough that the whole world knows I lost badly, but to have that cxnt Maureen mock me is too much.  She always was nasty and coarse, not worthy of her husband who always had a major hard on for me.  I almost growl when I think how that shrew had actually pursued MY husband in revenge for Lucky desiring me!  My Tim has been a bit distant after the Vanessa debacle, saying how I should not go to casinos, and shouldn’t get into fights.  Thank God he hasn’t seen the video !

Scrolling down my emails, I see a message from the Casino that set up the brawl and I pop it open:

 Dear Linda, hope all is well.  We admired the intensity of your video fight and regret your loss.  Nevertheless, it was a valiant effort and hope the thousand dollars you received was some solace.
 
Perhaps you would want an opportunity to turn the tables?  If so we will try to arrange another similar fight, with the same rules.  In addition to the camera crew, we will have our hostess Vanessa commenting as the fight proceeds.  She was so popular, that we intend to call our series of fights ‘Vanessa’s vixens’ and perhaps we can slot you into our either our first or second bout.
 
 Please inform if you are interested.

I almost puked when I read that that bitch Vanessa is some sort of star, and that they regard me as some tramp to be used as cannon fodder.  Fuming away, it occurred to me, that if I had a barn burner of a fight, and kicked ass, there would be a clamor for a rematch with Nessa, and I could have another shot at her.  It would also feel great to take out my pain and anger on some deserving whore.

A light bulb went off, and I sent a message to ‘my old buddy Maureen’.

More to come, and comments or additions to the story line are greatly welcomed.

[linftr]

“Hey Lucky, the fat bitch has replied to me, I pressed her buttons again.  I wonder what fancy language she will babble this time” .  Lucky answers to let him know if it is anything good.  Both loved the recent video of Linda fighting Vanessa, and were thrilled that it showed the nastiest parts of the fight.  If only there was a library of all the fights Maureen had been in, Lucky mused.  With Dee, Lydia, Genette, Patty, etc…and while he could remember all of them, they blurred together in a snarling recollection.

“You won’t believe this, fat Linda wants to fight me the same way as she did Vanessa, and wants to know if I’m interested.  I’ll make boatloads of money, and tear the cxnt off that blowhard bitch.  Just check this over to see if I’m missing something”.

The two of them pored over the message and what would be necessary.  Obviously, the happy couple was interested.  There would be a contract with the casino, waivers of liability, agreements to allow rights to the video and a bunch of other stuff.  Then the rules, no choking, bone breaking or martial arts, bonuses for the first to strip off the opponent’s bra, the first to remove her foe’s panties (sort of symbolic, as they would be crotchless) for ‘milking her foe for either thirty seconds or till fluid seeped out, and for plucking the other’s bush.  The camera crew/Vanessa could stop action for a minute at a time, at their discretion, to get closeups and photos of the ‘good parts’.  In addition to the bonuses, the winner would receive a substantial chunk of cash, while the loser would take home a thousand dollars.

Lucky was informed that his raging hard on would get taken care of after they finished reviewing everything.  “Hell, this is all the stuff I would love to do to that stuck up cow, and it will all be in full size living color.  I have to do this.  That slut Vanessa took all four bonuses and I’m way better than her.”

It was agreed, the match would be scheduled , unless there were new conditions or requirements from the   Casino.  Not normally one to be nervous, Maureen felt a few butterflies in her tummy as she realized that this fight was likely to happen.  Not worried about losing, but wanting to show that she was still the best catfighter around, and that any other whore who trifled with her or Lucky would pay a steep price.

Not till she fired off a reply to Linda agreeing to the fight, did she realize that she hadn’t even thought about how both Linda and herself had dallied  with each other’s husbands.   An even better reason to totally destroy and  humiliate Linda.

(an ongoing saga, with outcome to be determined, and input from any and all affecting it)

[Vanessa]

I am sipping my coffee in front of my computer getting ready to check my emails. My lips break out into a huge smile as I see a correspondence from the video company with the subject line reading “next in Vanessa’s Vixens.”
I quickly open it and read who the combatants will be, who I will get to do the color commentary on. I laugh out loud as I read and read-read it over and over. “Linda and Maureen. Now this will be fucking epic. These two cxnts hate each other even more than Linda and I do”.
I fire off a reply stating that I am extremely pleased and excited with this choice and to get these two locked in fast.
I lean back and smile to myself. A Cheshire Cat smile if there ever was one.

[linftr]

The spotless suite was set up at the casino, the camera crew reviewing their role and receiving detailed instructions from their boss “You guys did great last time, but make sure you get all the juicy details. Call time outs whenever you have to .  We want more facial expressions, and closeups of tit tugging, scratching and pube pulling.  Vanessa is in charge, what she says, goes.  Keep that Lucky guy in the other half of the suite, don’t want him messing up a shot”.  Vanessa was going over her introductory remarks, and checking out her outfit, which she got to choose this time.  Obviously she loved being treated like a queen.

Maureen and Lucky were waiting in their half of the suite, her outfit was black lace bra, crotchless panties, and heels, as the pre fight interview was about to begin.  “Do me proud hon” as he backed away and Vanessa asked how Maureen was feeling, how she felt about Linda, and what would be the outcome.  It was immediately apparent that there was plain raw hatred between Linda and her.  “Listen, that fat bitch acts like she is some sort of ‘lady’ when all she is is a stuck up whore.  She chases after my husband and acts like it’s some romantic thing.  I am going to tear her cxnt apart, and kick her flabby ass right across the room, after I dance on those big tits she is so proud of.” 

“Well, in just a few, we’ll see” as Vanessa withdrew to interview Linda.  “Wow, she was snarling, this is going to be a good one, folks” as it was Linda’s turn for the pre fight ritual. 

There was obvious tension between Vanessa and Linda in her powder blue garb, matching Maureen’s as Linda was questioned about the upcoming fight.  “Am going to wreck that greasy trash the way I should have wrecked you, Vanessa.  I want everyone to see what the so called mauler looks like when she is bald and those little tits are shredded.  She has always ran away from me, but there won’t be any running today .  I am going to give you all the close ups and victory poses you can imagine.  Bring the bitch in!”

The producer gave a nod and withdrew, while Vanessa opened the door and beckoned Maureen into the Linda’s half of the suite.  The two looked each other over, disdainfully sniffing at their opponent.  “I am going to show the world what a slimy slut you are Maureen”, only to be hear “when pigs fly, you flabby old bitch”.  A sneer formed on Linda’s face as the two started to circle, getting closer, when Linda’s hand flew out, aiming for Mo’s face, but Maureen weaved and dodged it, swinging her own slap into Linda’s cheek.

" Oh, you fucking slut”  as Lin stepped back and felt her face redden and sting.  “ I’ll wipe that grin off your face” as Maureen beckoned her foe on.  Their heels thudded in the carpet as they started to shift around, when Maureen yelled “fuck this” and charged.

(more to come, feel free to suggest and remark)

[Wicked]

I rush to the casino website to see if I can pre order a copy of the video!

[mauler maureen]

I'm going to make sure Linda suffers like never before. I'll punish her twat so much she'll wish she was never born a woman.

[linftr]

I was shocked at how fast that weasel  Maureen moved when she evaded my slap and stung me with her own.  Taking stock, I realized that I have to use my superior intellect to out think this dumb cxnt.  Just remember, she has no class at all, she is just trash.  As we square off again, puzzling out my next move, I see her shoulders dip and she lunges , ramming her shoulder right into my midriff.  I exhale, clutching at her as her hands claw my flanks and buns as I stagger back.  “Opph” and I claw her back seeking to sling her to the side, as we ‘dance’ on the carpet.

I feel her shifting, losing momentum, and her hands are flailing.  Fortunately, my thighs are tight enough together that she can’t clutch at my pretty pussy.  As she starts to fall away, I realize that her bra is right below me and I grab and fumble with the clasps, to be rewarded as she drops down with her black bra in my hands, a bonus for me and humiliation for her.

I feel her scrabbling down below, then almost trip, what the?  and see my panties down around my ankles.  As she drops to all fours, she tugs, and whump, I land right on my fanny shaking my head as she scuttles off, holding my panties.

There is a shout “Hold it, we need some closeups” and the damned camera crew, smiling away, is zooming in on our respective bits.   That stupid Vanessa remarks that we each get a bonus, and directs the crew to capture Mo’s pointy tits, and then to zoom in on my mound while saying  “Grew in nicely, didn’t it, Linda.”  Each of us have to stay in positon while enough footage is obtained, and then  we get up and survey each other, our chests heaving and shooting daggers at each other.  Nessa ticks off Maureen as well when she chirps “Lin never got a bonus against me”.

“Go!” and the enforced break is over, and this time both of us charge.  Remembering the advice of Mo’s nemesis Dee, I grab for her tits, trying to get a double nipple grab.  I feel her stiffen up as my hands encircle her buds, while I react similarly to her right hand scraping on my mound, trying to dig her claws in while gathering up my bush.  Foul mouthed whore that she is, she is cursing a mile a minute, except when I ram my head at her mouth.

“You cheap cock sucking tramp, get your hands off my pussy” as I try to knock her over on her back with my head butt and tit twisting.  Feeling her writhe, I can’t wait to land on top of her.  My eyes flash when I feel her left hand hooking and spreading my ass.  I have to get her first!

(more to come, keep offering remarks or suggestions)

[Vanessa]

Watching these two she devils try and maim one another brings a huge smile to my lips. I quietly whisper commentary into my microphone, not wanting to overwhelm the foul exciting comments the two cats are mouthing to one another.
“Looks like Maureen is going to have a pair of sore Tits before this is over folks. Oh, and see that cxnt grab, that is the move that earned her the nickname “the cxnt mauler “. This is getting good now ladies and gentlemen!”

[linftr]

Whump !  Maureen topples back, as a combination of a head butt and greater weight force her down.  “Focus on her face, her lip is swollen” yells a camera guy,  as she is squashed down by her wriggling and very sweaty foe.  Her hands still carving away down low at Linda, she tries to return the head butt but lacks leverage, so she spits right in Linda’s face as Lin starts to utter a snide remark.  As Linda arches away, by pushing down on Maureen’s mauled  tits, the rakes and marks of her attacks are focused on by all.  “You gotta get that , zoom on those boobs”

They all missed the sharp knee coming up between Linda’s legs, making a sodden thud, and causing the bigger women to grimace and shudder.  Shifting her hands to Linda’s breasts, Maureen shoves and pushes her foe off, as she rolls away and sucks in a breath.  She flings away the bra she ripped off, as she props herself up and glares at her gasping opponent.  “More to come, you fat cow” as she rises before Linda.

Mouth hanging half open as she struggles to get to her feet, Linda was hardly expecting her right breast to be punted by Maureen.  Her exclamation of pain, and her efforts to clutch her badly bruised boob made Maureen positively gleam.  Even as Lin twisted away, still on her knees, another kick landed in her flank.

With a groan, she flopped onto all fours and tried to scurry for sorely needed space, only to get a third kick, right in her plush ass.  Flattening on the floor, she rolled onto her back, cocking her leg.  The threat of having Linda’s heel lash up into her tender twat was enough for Maureen to step back and savor the moment, and suck in some air.

Trying to avoid that wicked heel, Maureen feints and dances, finally reaching in and grabbing that upraised leg, only to have the other leg swing into her hard.  There is a flurry of limbs and grunts, and then a howl, as the two hellcats end up in a tangle on the floor.  Rolling over and over on the floor, with Linda nude, and Maureen still with her crotchless panties, the frantic minute was slowing down. There was heavy breathing , muttered curses, and then a discordant high pitched yelp.

(who did what, what should they do?)

[linftr]

After being kicked  repeatedly by that fucking witch, I manage to get her down on the carpet with me, and I am clutching and digging, especially at her crotch.  I cause a major yell when I snag some of those vaunted pubes even as I haul on her panties to keep her in range.  I feel Maureen pulling my head around by the hair, while her other hand cradles and then claws my tit.  Even as I feel the pain, I think how she was always jealous of my tits.  I tug harder on both fur and panites, and feel her tit attack lessen.

There are shouts and cries from the camera crew, I even hear Mo’s husband bellowing from the other room, there must be a closed circuit feed, and constant curses from that nasty bitch.  “Get away from my cxnt, you cxnt!” she bellows I tug down on her panties.  I am not going to be the only one nude, as I hear our heels lashing around on the rug, and it occurs to me I should try and tangle her heels up in the panties I have just yanked down.  As I fumble around with her thrashing legs, a feel a sharp tweak, then an even sharper pinch.  Fuck she got my pussylips!  And I lurch forward, leaving her panties on the floor and Mo muttering about her slippery I am down there.

Pivoting to face her, we glare for an instant, breasts hanging, asses swaying, as we hitch forward on all fours and slash at each other’s faces.  I feel a scrape on my eyebrow and nose, while I got her on the cheek.  We keep shifting forward, shoulders almost touching, and both grab for ‘low hanging fruit’, me shouting how I am going to milk blood from her little tits, while she says she will rip mine off.  Shifting in a circular pattern, we maul and dig, me trying to bite Mo’s ear, while she burrows into me and actually grabs a handful of my tummy and scrunches it together, twisting.

Damn, this bitch is nasty, as I yank down on her tits as I myself drop down.  Let’s bring this to floor level.

[linftr]

Rolling on the floor,  the cameramen see my white ass sticking up in the air, then slowly shifting, as Maureen’s jiggles .  Each of us enjoy moments on top, till the other tugs her foe over by her tits or hair.  I claw her tits, again, and she howls like a dog. “Tender, aren’t they, you flat chested whore”.  I redouble my breast bashing, as I see her ugly face scrunch up in pain. I plow my nails along them, leaving new and deeper welts, and she screams even louder.  “Where are you going Mo” as when she rolls again, she tries to break free of my mammary mauling.  Her hands reach out, as she stretches away trying to squirm free.

“No, you aren’t going to kick me again” as I realize she is trying to free up her legs.  I clamber after her, in pursuit of the slut’s breasts, those waving nipples asking for my attentions.  The look of alarm on her face as I snag them again is priceless.  “I am going to milk them dry and wring them  till they look like a worn wash cloth.” In defense she swipes at my wrists, and grabs them.

 “Keep the camera on those tits, they are being shredded” one guy shouts.  “Tug on them Linda, if you stay latched on for a minute, we’ll give you the milking bonus!”.  My buns wriggle with anticipation, another bonus, and I’ll have a free minute to maul those shitty boobs of her, while they get the pictures and closeups! Both of us redouble our efforts, till she stops trying to pry my left hand off her tit and wings a side arm slap into my left titty.

“How did you like that, you old cxnt” as Mo perks right up.  “Two can play the tit game” whack, and my tit is hit again.  I wince and shift back, my hands now trying to cover my tits only to get slapped again.  “so proud of those sloppy big tits, but you can’t hide them” as she jabs a finger nail right into my exposed tit flesh.  In seconds, it’s changed from me wrecking her breasts to her slapping and raking mine as I shrink away from her vengeful breast attacks.  “Dee may have told you what to do, but you ae no Dee” as she slaps yet again, scoring on the side of my tit.  My tender globes are bright red now, as I shift back and try to stand up.

“I can hit them standing up too you old cow” Maureen sneers, as my hands go up “but take this” and her foot flies up, point of her heel driving right into my poor twat.  I quiver, wobbling upright for the moment, as my face screws up, as two resounding slaps hit my now exposed breasts. 

The camera guys are shaking with excitement.  “Great action, hold it there, we want to see if we got all that”.  I clutch myself down low with one hand, and gather up my tits with the other.  “Lin, pull your hands away, Maureen, lift your leg and move your foot to just where you kicked her.  We want that in detail”.  As I suck in breaths, Maureen makes sure she shoves her foot into my already damaged snatch, the crew finally saying “Action”.

[Deefights]

Be sure to protect your womanhood Linda.............she will surely try to shred your big fat pussy till you beg for mercy, Bitch.

[linftr]

Who is the real mauler?

“It looks like you got her good Maureen, keep it up, no holding back” one of the camera crew urges.  “My pleasure the cocky slut replies as she is busily jamming  her upraised foot into my twat, while I gasp and groan, making faces and clutching her leg as she makes stupid remarks.  Then I notice she is teetering, I have her leg clutched!  I lift and she almost falls back but I am holding her up.  At at least her foor isn’t rooting around in my precious pussy anymore, as I suck in a breath and take stock.

Leaning forward, I hug her ankle to my side, while she rocks back and forth with a deliciously stupid look on her face. While my left arm corrals her leg, my right darts in and gropes and grabs Mo’s vulnerable snatch.  Not wanting to take a chance on losing this opportunity, while her arms are flailing, I gather up a huge bunch of her pubes, making sure I have them knitted thru my fingers, until finally I let go of her leg and let her drop.

I feel the hesitation as her full weight is held up by her bush, but as her eye bug out, and her cxnt hairs stretch, they start popping out.  It is as perfect a slow motion torture as could be imagined, and the faithless camera guys are now cheering me on.  “hold them, don’t let go!”  (as if I would) as the process accelerates.  Kinkies are  yanked straight, fur fluttering, then finally she goes wham on her flapping bottom.  I hear her ear splitting howl, and look at the very large and raw red spot surrounding her pussy, and look at my hand with a full bouquet of this bitches fur.  I step forward, straddling her as she groans in horror, and let her know that I will get every last mangy strand as I display the fistful I am holding.

“Hold it, and them…we want to catch this” the crew yells, as I now play to the camera, soaking up my opponents humiliation and pain.  “My, it looks like you have been scalped down there, hon” I purr , my own swelling and throbbing pussy somehow hurting less now.  “Why don’t you show the nice people that bald spot”. Told to pull her hands away, Maureen grimaces and suffers thru the taunting and embarrassment.

I can see her pain is blending with fury, as her face turns deep red, and I brace myself for her wrath as I finish my display of ‘pube dribbling’, her lower torso covered with the hairs I had plucked out.

[linftr]

As Linda smirked and beamed , watching Mo’s prized bush wafting down, the fact that Maureen , while semi scalped, had not been crippled and she had not been smacked in her vagina left the vengeful redhead able and literally aching to pay back her buxom foe.  Vanessa tapped the camera crew…zoom in, on Linda’s crotch…while the second camera guy, pickingup the feed, focused from the rear.  Nessa knew her stuff, as no sooner then she nudged, as Linda was in mid gloat, the sharp toe on Maureen’s heel whipped up with a sickening thud.

“You stupid big mouthed cow, you stand there with your buffalo thighs wide open, and that big cxnt hanging “ as her foot dropped, leaving a gaping red snatch hovering above Maureen.  “I’ll never miss a target like that”.  There is a roar from the other room, Lucky shouting in glee about his vaunted ‘cxnt mauler’, and as Linda wobbled and staggered, Maureen’s hand darted up and got her own handful of pubes.  Her left hand shoved Linda’s foot a few inches to the side, so she was splayed out.  “Hey boy’s, tell me if this gets the plucking bonus” as the first hand tugged and tugged, and just before those stiff wiry kinkies tore free, the other hand got a grip on a patch.

There was a shriek, as Linda swayed and screamed, but Maureen burrowed like a beaver, each hand taking a tuft in turn, while Lin’s eyes got wider and more tear filled with every yank.  She actually started blubbering, before realizing that this wasn’t going to stop till she did something.

Trying to straighten her legs and shift away or kick, she was yanked back in range “Where do you think you are going “moose cxnt’?” (an insult that somehow applied to lin from past history). As hairs got sparser and sparser, it was clear there would be nothing to hold Linda in place, but there was a yell from the video crew “Hold it, we need closeups” and with occasional yanks and tugs, Maureen kept the weeping Linda in place as her bald mound and pussy were thoroughly captured on video, to prove the completeness of the 'plucking'.

“You thought you were so high and mighty Lin, yanking my bush” as  she  tugged loose the last remaining wad.  “This is going home to my man Lucky” as she waved it under Linda”but I have more to do”. 
A dumb sounding grunt whimpered out of Linda, matching her dazed expression, but both changed as Mo dropped the little tuft of fur, and both of her hands darted up, each grabbing a fully exposed pink cxntlip.  Wrapping her nailed fingers around them, she tested the grip and pulled, then slacked off, then pulled again.  A steam whistle sound echoed, as Lin’s thighs and ass flapped and her hands tried to clutch her privates.

“And you thought this big sloppy cxnt could match mine.  The fucking thing is a cave!”  Dipping lower and lower in a squat, to lessen the yanks on her twat, finally Lin tumbled off, landing on all fours and sobbing, while Maureen looked at her foe’s shaking bottom and red and raw pussy. 

“This isn’t over yet Linda, you can’t crawl away fast enough to escape” as Maureen wanted everyone to see that her nickname ‘the mauler’ was justified.

[linftr]

The video crew were shocked at the raw hatred and violence.  They had thought that the first fight, between Vanessa and Linda was nasty and cruel and humiliating, but this one shaped up to be even more.  The producer was spitting in their earphones that they were to let this play out, and not to interfere.  The producer was one heartless bitch, thought the main man on the camera, but then realized how hard he was and shrugged his shoulders.  He wasn;t going to have any problems letting these gals sort out there grudge.

He had to anticipate where the action was going to be, and maneuver to get the best angles, even with Vanessa and the producer prodding and nudging him to be in two or three places at once.  He thought to himself, I can’t miss this shot of the older one’s big white ass wobbling away, and he zoomed in as she crawled, her milky cheeks shifting as she tried to recover from having her bush plucked and her lips ‘taffy pulled’.  Hell, those lips were hanging right between her thighs !  Wham! And the point of Maureen’s heel slammed right between those hangers. Fuck, I should get a bonus for catching that shot!

There was a loud ooomphing grunt, and then a groan, as the ivory skinned redhead canted forward, her hand trying to get back behind and protect.  There was a yell of triumph “oh, that one sank right in” and he could swear that the kicker was actually cackling.  He had the presence of mind to shout for a halt, as he zoomed in on the gaping and swollen gash, and the slimy looking foot that had done the damage.  “”Watch me wipe it off hon”  as Maureen slid her foot under her foes pussy, and  wiped it on Linda’s undercarriage.  “Hey Maureen, pose like you just scored a goal or a basket” and the beaming bitch was thrilled to plant her heel right on the wobbling buns  of her enemy.

“Don’t let it slow down” the producer  hissed into the  earphones.  “”make sure the action is non-stop”, not wanting to hear that the earlier instructions were to soak up any nasty details.  “OK gals, keep it flowing, action!” he yelled at the two women.  Maureen looked down, and pumped her heel into the plump ass cheek she was posing on, and listened to the new yelp, before swiveling around and sitting down right on Linda’s shoulders.  She wriggled, her naturally slick pussy slithering on lin’s neck, while she surveyed the expanse of flesh squirming in front of her.

Never in her wildest dreams, did Maureen think that one of her hated rivals would be under her, plucked and pounded, and that  she would be permitted, actually, urged, to do more.  She listened to the snorts and snifflings of Linda snuffing up the carpet and whatever pubes were there, and watched the rhythm of those alabaster ass cheeks jiggling.  She looked up at the camera, eager to capture her actions wherever they went.  Well, this is too good ,she thought,  only thing better would be if I had that slut Dee under me instead.  She decided to ham it up a little and formed her hands into claws and gestured, looking down first at one side, then the other, building suspense.  “Ready for my nails, Linda honey?”