[Lizzie]

There are plenty of ways to stop me biting, pinching my clit is one of them.
I scream in agony as you pinch my clit, the pain ripping through me. As I scream my mouth opens coming off your shoulder, then its my priority to get away from your hand on my pussy.
I release your tit and with both hands and, eyes wide with panic, I grab your hand on my pussy and try to drag you off me.
"Let go of me you bitch!"

[Anne_Cougar]

I tear hard at what your clit could be.
Only your screaming tells me it's between my fingers.
You reach between us, try to pull my hands away and at that moment it occurs to me that we both still have a bill open.
"There was something else!" I hiss.
I put my head back, take a short swing and then i bang my forehead hard in your face!
Let  you go, push you away and get up.
I take a few steps away from you, wipe my blood out of my face and concentrate on you again.

[Lizzie]

Unable to block or dodge, the headbutt catches me full in the face slamming my head back against the wall of the pit.
My hands go limp on yours, blood smeared across my face, my nose I thinks broken, and my eyes have immediately teared up, I blink to try and get my vision back. Breathings hard, I'm having to do it through my mouth, but as my vision clears I can see you've backed away, showing off to the crowds before you turn again to me.
Instinctively I don't move, 'playing possum', as they call it, waiting to see what you intend next, and waiting to turn it to my advantage...

[Anne_Cougar]

I wiped the blood, shook myself once and I'm ready to continue the fight.
But you don't get up, make no move to attack me.
Your last counterattack is too good in my memory as that i rush fast forward and attack you.
I put my hands on my hips and look at you.
"Have you had enough? C'mon! Get up and fight!"
The first whistles come from the edge of the pit.

[Lizzie]

Whistles, boo's and catcalls from the crowd, along with you clearly smelling a rat, (or a possum), prompt me to start moving, getting my feet under me I push myself up slowly, using the pit wall to lean against.
I gasp, as if in pain, and stagger forwards a step or two, fists up, swaying slightly as if dazed.
Then I lunge.
Fists lashing for your face. A diversion.
The real attack is lower, as I close I snap my left foot upwards aiming for your right knee with the flat of my foot...

[Anne_Cougar]

You seem to be upset when you get back on your feet.
But suddenly you pounce on me.
Your fists hit my face and I raise my arms to protect myself.
This means that I notice your kick against my knee when your foot hits.
My knee twists and i fall to the bottom of the pit with a cry of pain.
The spectators at the edge of the pit start to hoot again.

[Lizzie]

That worked better than expected!
I'd dodged back, ready for you to come at me, but instead you collapse to the floor of the pit.
I move quickly to take advantage, throwing myself forward, to land on top of you. My left knee dropping onto your injured right knee with all my weight, my hands clawing for your face as I crash down.

[Anne_Cougar]

I see you approach me, jump and land on my knee with all your weight.
There is a shrill cry of pain.
Your fingernails scratch my face, leaving deep red marks on my skin.
In distress I grab your hair and jerk your head to the right.
I press my left foot into the floor, turn on my hip and turn you on your back.
I lie flat on you, my breasts press against yours and our breasts swell out on the sides.
I take both fists and start hammering it in your ribs.
Left, right, left, right, over and over again like a barrage, I punch you in the ribs.
Driven by pain, anger and the urge to survive.

[Lizzie]

All pit fights enter this stage, a vicious ground fight, maul and claw.
By a skilful combination of hairpull and roll you change position, now resting on top of me. The crowd sensing the growing intensity are starting to scream for their favourites. "That's it Anne, break her ribs!", another "Go for her cxnt!", the voices growing forming almost a wall of sound.
Blow after blow hammers into my ribs, each making me gasp with pain, its hard to breathe, your weight on top of me and breathing though my mouth.
In desperation I grab your face with both hands, the fingers over your ears and into your hair and bring my right knee upwards as hard as I can, pushing it up between your thighs aiming for your pussy...

[Anne_Cougar]

We lie on each other, chest to chest, look each other with hatred.
You put your thigh between my legs and yank it up.
The soft flesh of your thigh beats against my crotch without really hurting.
I grab your hands, push them in the dirt next to your head.
I look down at you, smiling bitterly.
"One last wish before I kill you?" I ask.
Then I press my thigh against your pussy and rub it gently.
I like the little interlude, push your leg outwards and slide a little to the side until I feel my pussy press against yours ...

[Lizzie]

My hands pinned to the dirt floor, my body pinned under yours, the fight has taken on an erotic overtone, as you move so that nipples press against nipples, and pussy to pussy.
I struggle, but that probably just adds to your pleasure, as I wriggle and shift.
I open my legs wider, accepting the challenge of your sex; leaving my pussy spread beneath you...
The crowds sound has grown quieter, but the intensity has increased, each spectator silently memorising these moments.
"Your filthy bitch!" I hiss at you, turning my face away from yours .

[Anne_Cougar]

"You cheap hooker! I will humiliate you like no woman has ever done before I blow your life light out!"
I scream so that it can hear the crowd at the edge of the pit.
With slight tilting movements I push my sex against yours.
The movements of my pelvis rub my nipples over your areolas.
In spite of everything, you should get wet?
I rub my labia on yours, try to open our pussies and rub our clits together.

[Lizzie]

I groan with pleasure and push my mound up into yours, the crotch of our thongs rubbing together,
Gently I raise my head up to yours, my lips tracing along your jawline, moving upwards to kiss you.
Our clits touch and its like lightning striking, muscles twitch and spasm with pleasure as the two nerve nubs rub against each other
My tongue licks across your lips, tracing your teeth, challenging your tongue to come and wrestle with it..

[Anne_Cougar]

You give in as the rubbing of our pussies becomes more intense and they open.
Our klits have first contact.
I can feel your mouth as it searches my mouth.
Our lips open, our tongues start to wrestle with each other.
My breath goes faster.
I gently rub my lap on yours.

[Lizzie]

Hooker. You called me it moments ago, and your right, m body goes through the motions like a whore, but my mind is murderous and just waiting for the right moment....
I bite down on your lower lip, my jaws clenching and teeth tearing flesh.
At the same moment my legs come up and wrap around your waist, ankles hooking together, giving me leverage for a brutal squeezing leg scissors...
I jerk one hand then the other trying to pull them from your grasp, my right pulls free and I bring the hand up quickly raking my nails across the left side of your back...