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    Kath vs. Kil 2: Another Neverwhere Story by JB57

    Dear Board,

    Here is another Kath vs. Kil story that I have been sitting on for some time. It is not yet done, but I thought I'd put out the first part now. The story is fairly far along, so it should be done within the next month or so. An earlier version of this story appeared in Anubis' recent sexfight anthology. The stories are virtually the same except for some minor details and towards then end.

    Hope you enjoy!

    JB57

    Kath vs. Kil: Another Neverwhere Story

    Part I: Battle by Night

    Kath banked her flyer sharply, coming in for a gentle landing near the spiral mining pit where she had first arrived in Neverwhere. It had been years since she had been back at this pit, but nothing had changed. It remained a cavernous wound in the craggy desert floor. The mirror-like obsidian that was mined from the pit reflected the light of the sinking sun. Kath stepped out of the flyer, her bare feet scuffing the hard-packed earth. She stood beside the vehicle for a moment, gazing out at the rapidly waning light. Her perfect, nude body felt hot and tight, wired with tension and expectation. There was an iron taste in her mouth, the flavor of heady desire. Her nipples were thick and hard, throbbing lightly in the fading desert heat. Her magnificent, massive tits swelled with arousal. Her pussy was hot and tight; it was already wet. Her clit was aching with anticipation.

    It was exactly 100 nights since Kath’s last, epic fuckfight with Kil, the Red Queen, her physical doppelganger and ultimate sexual rival. Tonight was the first of five moonless nights. Kath and Kil had agreed to meet at this pit, on this night, to resume their fuckwar. For much of the previous three months, Kath had been hot and horny, tense with anticipation of the next round in her battle with the Queen. Now that the night had arrived, her body was burning up with sexual fever.

    She walked toward the path leading down into the pit. Two rock formations stood as sentries on either side of the path. As she approached, two mutant soldiers stepped out of the darkening shadows. Their spears and swords glinted in the dimming light.

    “Halt!” snarled one. “Who goes there?”

    “I am Kath,” the blonde woman replied. “Your queen is waiting for me in the pit.”

    The guards nodded and stood aside.

    Kath stepped onto the path and descended. She consciously forced herself to walk slowly and deliberately, reminding herself to avoid any appearance of being too eager. As with all sexfights, this one would come down to a combination of self-control and sexual endurance. She tortured herself, slowing down, putting one foot ahead of the other carefully, testing her ability to control her passion, all the while feeling her sexual fever build. Soon, very soon, she would be locked cunt to cunt and clit to clit with her rival, fucking and fucking to the end. Her body shuddered and she tried to push her avaricious thoughts out of her head.

    Kath turned the final curve in the spiral path and saw a torch, fixed to the wall of an open mining tunnel, shining in the dark. The canyon floor was already pitch-black, causing the torch to throw off a powerful light. By the glow, Kath could see the Red Queen, waiting for her at the mouth of the tunnel. The Queen was wearing her red cloak. The long cape flowed over her shoulders and down her back almost to the ground. The tight hood was down, revealing the Queen’s golden hair, luminous in the firelight. The Red Queen’s hair was slightly shorter than Kath’s blonde hair, cut into a shoulder-length bob. Other than this, the two women were physically identical.

    As Kath stepped into the range of the light, her beautiful tanned body shone like gold, the shadows cast by the torch outlining the smooth muscles of her thighs, her sculpted abdomen, her gently bouncing, swaying tits. Kil, the Red Queen, felt the sexual fever wracking her body grow even higher and hotter as she watched Kath’s luscious body draw near. She licked her dry lips in anticipation, her body throbbing with sexual desire, her breath catching and her tits heaving as she fought to control her excitement. She had been preparing for this encounter for months, drawing up the spell she would need to use the power of the black night to give the women more time to battle, more time to subjugate Kath’s incredible body with her own. She had prepared in other ways, too. Kil increased her kegel exercises, determined to make her pussy more powerful than that of her rival. She meditated to increase her self-control, she practiced restraining and controlling her sexual pleasure with the best of her concubines, both male and female. But now that the moment for her delicious fuckfight with Kath had finally arrived, Kil found herself going slowly crazy with need. She could barely contain her overpowering lust. She and Kath were made for each other. They gave each other ecstasy exponentially greater than anything either woman could experience with any other being. Watching Kath approach, feeling her body respond, Kil knew that her preparations were inadequate. Nothing could really prepare her for the pleasure to come. She could only hope her practice could give her the slight edge she would need to finally defeat Kath and make the woman her fuckbitch.

    Kath walked up to Kil and stopped. The women’s eyes roamed over the nude body of their sexual rival, taking in every inch of naked flesh, devouring each other. Kil felt her cloak gave her a slight psychological advantage, even if it left the front of her body uncovered, hiding nothing. Both women could see the other’s swollen nipples, the tell-tale glint of moisture on their naked pussy lips, the slight trickle of cunt juice running down their tanned inner thighs. They were both licking their dry lips constantly. Even so, the women tried to act as though the other woman’s presence did not affect her. Neither woman wanted to give the slightest ground to the other. For some time, the two fuck rivals stared at each other, their blue eyes locked, their shared lust and hate shining brightly. Occasionally, their eyes darted down to drink in the other woman’s heaving tits or wet pussy. The two women detected the musky scent of the other. Their scents combined, forming an intoxicating erotic brew. The incredible women knew they could not wait any longer.

    “Are you ready to fuck, Kath?” Kil finally murmured. She began to move towards Kath, closing the slight distance between their juiced up, naked bodies.

    “I’m ready to fuck you to death, Kil,” Kath whispered in reply. She stepped forward to meet Kil, her hands sliding around the queen’s smooth, naked hips. “Neither one of us is leaving this place until you submit to me. “

    “I’m going to destroy your cunt and your tits, Kath,” Kil snarled. She slipped her arms around Kath’s upper back, pulling her blonde rival in. “I’m going to break your body with mine.”

    The women aimed their swollen nips directly at each other and carefully pushed them together, head to head. Kath and Kil gasped as their nipples sizzled with electricity, nipple hole locking and sucking to nipple hole. A spike of pure erotic heat pierced their bodies from their engorged nipples through their swollen breasts, down their hard bellies to their burning pussies, finishing at the apex of their pulsing, aching clits. Their nipples fused. The women stopped, their bodies trembling, their eyelids fluttering as the intense erotic sensations roared through their lush, voluptuous flesh, as the moment they had both lusted after for so long finally became reality.

    “Yes, you cunt, oh yes...,” Kath breathed. Tears tricked down her gorgeous face, the intense erotic sensations overpowering her senses.

    “Gods-damned fucking whore…,” Kil moaned.

    The women pulled each other in, moaning in joy as their massive tits crushed, thick flesh mashing and merging. Their nipples pushed each other back into dense titflesh, fusing with heat and pleasure as they struggled. The women’s heavy tits squashed, their throbbing titflesh burned ever hotter. Their smooth, strong thighs pressed tight, sliding sensuously against each other. Kath and Kil pushed their bellies forward and gasped in joy as their powerful abs slapped tight. They rubbed their bellies, both women rejoicing in the delicious feel of taut flesh sliding, burning, on flesh. Their navels sucked, their massive tits rolled against each other, titmeat massaging titmeat, as their upper bodies undulated. The women’s beautiful blue eyes shone with need; their eyelids fluttered as the electric erotic tension flowed through their bodies. They slid their noses past each other; their tongues reached out, licking and flicking against the other, before sliding together, leading their hungry mouths into a hard, tight, ravenous kiss. Their tongues pushed and shoved, slick and wet, wrestling within the women’s locked mouths. Kath and Kil’s hands moved eagerly over the other’s naked body, grasping strong, tight asses, slipping fingers up taut ass cracks, sliding over muscled backs, pulling at golden hair, shoving faces more firmly into their mouth to mouth battle for domination. The women were lost in the fury and the raw pleasure that came with their inexhaustible desire. Their spitty mouths overflowed with saliva; they sucked the mixed brew back and forth, before swallowing it back, sharing their mutual violation, their mutual need to degrade each other. They moaned deep in their throats as their voluptuous bodies shuddered with erotic passion and pure lust. Both women grasped the other woman’s tight ass, sinking their fingers into the taut meat, and pulled, trying to drag their pussies to each other. Their nipples burned like coals, their tits throbbed like drums, as their desire grew uncontrollably. Their pussies leaked, cunt juice pouring down their thighs, their twats hot and wet, primed for the sexual warfare to come.

    Kath spread her legs and presented her succulent pussy to her enemy, thrusting her hips forward, trying to bring her cunt to bear against Kil’s equally enraged pussy. It was time to start the fuckfight, to resume the fuckwar to decide which of them was the better woman. She wanted a stand-up fuck, she wanted it now. Her body yearned to go clit to clit with Kil’s burning sex.

    To Kath’s dismay, Kil did not reciprocate her move. Instead, the Red Queen released Kath’s ass, reached up to shove her fingers into Kath’s thick blonde hair, and pulled her double’s face back, out of their ravenous kiss. Spit flew as their mouths separated; Kath groaned, then gasped as the other woman shoved her away. Kath stumbled back a few feet. She paused to regain her bearings. Her body was raging, the sexual heat burning her cunt, radiating from her tits.

    Kil wiped her wet mouth with the back of her hand. Her tits were heaving as she panted with excitement and desire.

    “Not yet,” Kil said. “I have a place set up, where we can do this without interruption.” She straightened up and ran her hands down her naked torso, from her bulging tits to her hairless cunt. She pushed her red cloak back, over her shoulders. Kil reached up and pulled the torch from its sconce on the mine wall. “Come with me.”

    Kil turned around and walked into the mine shaft. Without hesitation, Kath followed close at her heels, following the red cloak into the darkness. The tunnel was smooth, cleaned out by centuries of mining. The beautiful rivals walked into the darkness, their bare feet slapping on the rock. They were going down at a gradual angle. Every 20 meters or so, there was another torch, lighting their way. About 200 meters down the shaft, Kath detected a growing light from ahead. After another 200 meters, they emerged in a brightly lit cave. More than a dozen torches were set into the walls, giving the entire area a warm glow. The light illuminated a craggy ceiling more than 20 meters high. The cave itself stretched for a 100 meters or more in each direction. In the center of the cave was a pavilion, a large golden tent, about 10 meters by 10 meters. Kath could see that the tent was at the center of some kind of sigil painted onto the floor of the cave. She understood that this would be important to whatever magic ritual Kil intended to perform.

    Kil put the torch she was carrying in a sconce standing outside the tent and swept aside the cloth blocking the entrance. Kath followed her doppelganger into the tent. Inside, numerous torches set the place aglow. Against one wall was a table loaded down with different kinds of food and drink, as if for a banquet. In the center of the tent was a large round bed, 3 meters in diameter. Ornate carpets covered the floor. On the opposite wall was a tub and other implements necessary for cleanliness. Kath immediately understood. She and Kil would be down here in this tent for a very long time; it was equipped to tend to their bodily needs as they fucked each other into comas. She shuddered with delighted anticipation.

    Kil walked up to the bed. She turned around, her cloak swirling, and smiled viciously at Kath. She reached up and undid the bind holding her cape in place at her neck. She shrugged. Without fanfare, the crimson covering slid off Kil’s shoulders and down her back, dropping in a pile at her feet. The Red Queen smiled, placed her hands on her hips, and thrust her bulging chest out at her enemy. Kath’s eyes roamed hungrily over her completely naked foe. It was like looking in a mirror; she was going to enjoy forcing that incredible body to submit to her own, forcing Kil to admit, once and for all, that no matter how identical they might be, Kath was still the better woman. Her body was more than ready to begin the battle of ecstasy that would decide her rivalry with the Red bitch.

    Kil gestured at the food and the tub. “As you can see, we have food and everything else needed to last for five days. I’ve cast a preservation spell on the food. The water for cleaning will also remain hot and comfortable during the time we are here. The main spell I have to cast will draw on the power of the moonless night to create a temporal warp within the mystical circle. This tent is in the center of the circle. That will slow down time for us. It should be enough to turn 5 days and nights into more than two weeks.” Kil smiled again, a savage, hungry grin. “That should give us more than enough time to decide our little conflict.”

    Kath snorted contemptuously. “It wasn’t enough last time, you whore,” she spat. “But I think this time will be different. This time, I’ll break you in the first week. After that, I’m going to ride you like a horse. Your men will be carrying you back to your castle on a stretcher.”

    Kil smiled but did not reply. Instead, she pointed at a spot about 2 meters from the foot of the bed. It was an ornately inscribed circle, painted onto the cave floor in a place not covered by a rug.

    “Kneel inside of that circle,” Kil instructed. “I will perform the spell on the bed. The center of the bed is directly over the center of the larger mystical circle. Your position there will help to bind us both to the spell. The sexual energy we release will add power the spell. It should give us a bit more time.”

    Kath did as she was instructed. She distrusted Kil’s magic, but she trusted the sorceress’ pride. If Kil cheated, if she defeated Kath with anything other than the raw sexual power of her voluptuous body, she could never take satisfaction in her victory.

    Kath kneeled in the circle on the dirt floor, her legs tucked under her, her ass resting on her ankles. She placed her hands on her muscular thighs and arched her back, pointing her swollen tits at Kil. Kil climbed onto the bed. She knelt in the center of the bed, her position mirroring Kath’s, and closed her eyes. After a moment, she began to chant. She put her hands to together as if she were praying and raised her arms over her head, her voice growing louder, the chant more frantic. Kath felt the air thicken, she saw the walls of the tents seem to waver, as though she were viewing them through a distorted lens. Kil raised her hands to their highest point, cried out a final word, then brought her praying hands down sharply, to her navel. At the same time, a shimmering wave of light shot away from her body, rippling out across the tent and through the walls. As it moved, the distortion effect ended and the world snapped back into focus. As the wave flowed away from Kil’s body, an intense glow, almost a beam of light, seemed to shoot from her body, her torso, to Kath’s body. Kath felt a sharp, piercing heat, then a warm feeling of power that filled her before quickly dissipating. She sensed, at some primal level, that she was linked to the power animating the spell.

    Kil smiled. She sat back on the bed on her powerful ass, bracing her body with her arms, her legs in front of her. Slowly, teasingly, she spread her thighs. Her perfect, hairless cunt slowly revealed itself, its pink slash wet and dripping with cunt juice. As Kath watched, Kil reached down and spread her fat, engorged pussy lips. Her thumb-sized clit, red and hot, sprang free. The thick nub twitched, trembling with tension.

    Kath moaned. Her body was shaking with lust. Slowly, struggling to control her passion, she got to her feet and climbed onto the bed, swinging her legs around so she sat facing Kil. Bracing her body, she spread her thighs wide, presenting her burning, aching twat to her mortal enemy in challenge. Like Kil, she reached down and teased her throbbing clit free. Her sexhorn vibrated with need. It seemed to be reaching for its delicious counterpart on Kil’s lush body.

    For several minutes, the beautiful doubles sat across from each other, only a meter apart, their legs spread wide, their cunts contracting and releasing, cunt juice trickling down in a steady flow into their ass cracks, their clits throbbing and twitching. Their tits heaved, the thick meat quivering, as their breath came harder and harder. Their excitement built. Kath and Kil let their eyes drink in the other woman’s perfect body. It really was like looking into a mirror, especially now that they had assumed the same position. They tortured each other, feeling their lust build until it was simply unbearable. They needed to fuck. They needed to fuck and fuck and fuck. The women knew that they would die of frustration if they did not mate, if they did not drive their aching, juicy cunts together and fuck each other’s brains out.

    Groaning, the women slid down the bed towards each other at the same time, leaving a trail of cunt juice behind on the bed sheet as they moved. They slid their powerful thighs over and under each other, shuddering with pleasure as their hot, smooth skin rubbed. They met in the center of the bed. When their burning pussies were only an inch apart, Kath and Kil paused again. They locked eyes and smiled at each other, smiles of pure, raw hunger and indescribable lust. Their enraged pussies contracted hard, both women spraying the other’s genitals with her scent, with her lubrication. Their incredible bodies shook. Nipple juice dripped from their rock-hard nipples, their engorged tits jiggled unbearably. They were going to destroy each other by inflicting more ecstasy on each other than any woman could bear. They were going to kill each other with pleasure. They panted furiously. Their blue eyes locked in glares of hate and raw, immeasurable lust. Finally, they were ready. Signaling with their eyes, they began.

    Drawing back their hips, Kath and Kil thrust forward hard, closing the final inch between their succulent cunts. Their pussies slapped together with a wet, thick clap; pussy juice sprayed. Kath and Kil shrieked in shared ecstasy as their burning genitals united in a deep, strong, ravenous kiss. Their pussy lips flattened to each other, hissing as the hot, slick flesh spread and squashed under the pressure. Their vaginal lips burned like blazing coals as they merged. Their fuckholes opened and sucked as they forced their bodies together, wet labia meshing and melting into one. Their engorged, rock-hard clits rammed into each other head to head. Shockwaves of erotic power arced through the women’s trembling bodies. Their clits crushed and fused. The women screamed and screamed as their bodies joined in the blissful, ecstatic union they both craved.

    “Oh god, you fucking whore!” Kath moaned, her body exploding with sexual joy. Deep in her heart, she rejoiced, her mind filling with the searing pleasure of anticipation finally rewarded.

    “Fucking cunt!” Kil gasped. The women shifted their hips just slightly and slid into the fork of each other’s legs even more firmly. Their cunt slits slotted together, sinking deep and tight and wet. The women’s bucking bodies locked, cunt sunk and sealed into cunt, pulsing, aching clits crushed and grinding, grinding mercilessly. Kath and Kil worked and pumped their hips and asses, ramming and driving themselves as deep together as they could. Each woman grabbed the other woman’s trembling thigh for leverage with which to fuck even harder. Slotted together, their pussies wet and hot, Kath and Kil sucked powerfully with their cunts, each woman tried to close her cunt around the other woman’s twat. The locked muscles of their powerful pussies trembled as they wrestled. Their clits pulsed even harder as their pussies struggled, forcing their clits to grind harder. Their labia mashed into one soft mass of juicy, succulent flesh, squishing wetly as the women’s pussies melted together. Heat radiated out from their battling cunts, filling their sweat-slicked muscles.

    Kath and Kil both used their free arm to reach out, wrap their arm around the other’s back, pulling their bodies closer together. Their thick, meaty tits mated, titflesh mashing, burning nipples stabbing, sucking head to head. They pushed closer, until they were nose to nose, hot breath mixing, asses and hips rippling. Half-hooded blue eyes glared into blue eyes. The women reached down and filled their hands with the other’s flexing ass, strong fingers sinking into taut, thick assmeat.

    “Yes,” Kil breathed, her eyes shining with indescribable desire.

    “Yes,” Kath agreed, her eyes just as bright, her need driving her crazy with lust.

    “Fuck me, Kath,” Kil whispered, her voice thick with desire.

    “Fuck me, Kil,” Kath whispered back. The women ran their tongues over each other’s lips, letting their tongues play, sharing licks and spit until the tension in their tits, the unbelievable, pulsing heat in their locked cunts, demanded more.

    Their hungry mouths closed on each other. Kath and Kil moaned and gasped deep in their throats as their tongues twisted and pushed, as their clits fused, as their hungry cunts wrestled and struggled, joining their perfect, identical bodies in a fuck to the finish. The women groaned in absolute ecstasy. The sexual joining they had wanted for so long was finally a reality. Locked together, sucking and biting and squeezing, thrusting, grinding and pumping, Kath and Kil became lost together into a paradise of sheer, unbearable erotic pleasure.

    Five nights and days passed in the world beyond the tent in the cave. The Red Queen’s soldiers guarded the spiral mine. The Queen’s servants established a tent of their own near the mouth of the mining tunnel and settled in, waiting for the end of the period of moonless skies, knowing that their queen would need their help when it was over, whether she won or lost. For the first night, day and the next night, the servants and guards waiting at the mouth of the mine were treated to a constant chorus of erotic screams, moans and shouts of pure ecstasy coming up the tunnel. The tunnel amplified the sounds, the cries of two insatiable sexual rivals fucking each other relentlessly, fucking each other raw, two sex goddesses struggling to destroy each other with every inch of their incredible bodies, every scrap of their erotic power. To the people listening above, the erotic barrage was deeply arousing; all of the men and women could sense a small part of the incredible pleasure Kath and Kil were giving to each other in their endless war to fuck the other into submission. The erotic emanations coming out of the cave were amplified by the spell that Kil had cast. The sexual power the women unleashed on each other fed into the spell, giving it more power. The spell took on an unexpected dimension. The rivals’sexual warfare, the intense feelings, raw pleasure and pure desire it contained, was broadcast to the people around the mine, heightening the desire of everyone within earshot. It was not long before guards and servants were matching up in sexual adventures of their own.

    The cries and moans of erotic bliss lasted only for the first two nights and a day; by the morning of the second day, they had all but stopped. Concerned servants who went down into the pit to check on their mistress soon found that the sounds were still coming. They were just far more quiet, though constant. The servants could hear pulsating moans through the coruscating shield of mystical energy surrounding the tent. The moans were, if it was possible, even more incredibly arousing than the screams and shouts of raw pleasure that everyone had heard before. These quieter moans conveyed unspeakable sexual bliss, unbearable sexual ecstasy. It was clear to the servants who heard that their mistress and her rival were giving each other pleasure that defied human comprehension. They had ceased to scream because their voices could no longer convey the ecstasy they were inflicting on each other. The effect on the servants bore out this conclusion; as the pit grew quieter, the intense feelings of erotic arousal among the people waiting above grew even more powerful.

    For Kath and Kil, time passed slowly. The two nights and one day that their screaming orgasms had entertained and aroused the listeners above felt, to them, more than twice as long. The sexual warriors attacked each other with a level of lust and rage that surpassed even their earlier marathon fuckfight. The women threw all of their erotic power at each other. They locked together cunt to cunt and ground and humped each other into shrieking, unbearable orgasm after orgasm. They licked and sucked at each other’s clits and pussies, rolling around the bed in a series of endless, 69 suckfights that lasted for days and left them exhausted and drained. They feasted on each other’s bodies, they drank and shared each other’s liquids, both women determined to completely possess and control the other.

    The five days and nights of their fuckwar felt like 16 days and nights to the battling women. They spent more than five days of that time simply eating each other’s cunts, sucking and licking clits, using their fingers and their fists to probe deep and hard into tight, hot vaginas and tighter, slicker assholes. They sucked and nibbled and lapped at each other’s tits and nipples, they sank their teeth into luscious titmeat, they drank up nipple cum until it was flowing out of their mouths, then locked together in cum-swapping, spit-sharing kisses where they fought to dominate each other. They mashed their tits together and battled tit to tit and nipple to nipple, trying to grind each other down when they were not using their massive breasts to massage each other, chest to chest, into gasping, crying screams of pleasure. They fenced with their nipples, trying to bend each other back, trying to crush each other’s brown nubs. They went at each other ass to ass, grinding assholes and pussies until they sprayed each other in bucking ecstasy. They pulled hair and slapped and bit. They scissored each other and fucked endlessly, mindlessly, driving their hairless twats as deep and hard into each other as humanly possible. They wrestled and struggled, succulent cunt locked to succulent cunt, forcing each other to gush over and over again, their pussies and their throbbing tits ejaculating powerfully with each devastating orgasm. The women traded temporary victories, Kath fucking Kil into unconsciousness one time, then losing a subsequent battle to Kil. They paused only to eat and drink, to replenish their strength. They briefly considered using the food itself as part of their sexual warfare, but they soon realized that this could not work. There was no playfulness in their combat, no sense of gentle fun. The women hated each other; they were driven only by the need to absolutely consume the other woman, to take all the pleasure and the power from the other in an endless, merciless fuck to the death. Kath and Kil bathed twice during their time in the cave, both times ending with a savage fuckfight in the tub, leading to a hair-pulling, thrashing, rolling fight across the floor of the tent until they were back in the bed and grinding each other into ecstasy again and again and again, cunt locked to cunt.

    As the fuckwar raged on and on, the women felt their bodies become more and more powerful, more and more saturated with sexual energy. This made their clits, their nipples, their tits even more sensitive, more bloated and engorged with pleasure, more susceptible to ecstasy. Kath and Kil felt like they were loading each other with a powerful explosive and slowly, inexorably, fucking each other until the moment of a final, devastating explosion that would decide their fuckwar once and for all. As their bodies became more sensitive, more overloaded with erotic energy, the women’s voices could not express their pleasure. Their choking cries of pure sexual joy soon became the only sounds coming from the tent. They fucked and fucked, working each other, driving each other insane with lust and pleasure, fucking until their bodies were dripping with sweat and cum, until they could only glare helplessly and hatefully into each other’s eyes as they convulsed through unbearable orgasm after orgasm.

    On the dawn of the sixth day, the magic barrier began to waver, its power ebbing as the new moon made its presence felt. A gust of wind blew out of the mouth of the tunnel, signaling to the servants that their queen’s spell had run its course. Still they waited. Kil had given her courtiers strict instructions that they were only to enter the mineshaft and come for her in the tent once she rang a bell summoning them. The bell remained silent.

    In the cave, Kil slowly regained her senses. The last memory she had was of bucking and quaking in excruciating pleasure, her back arched high, her engorged tits bouncing furiously, her ass and hips thrusting, ramming, humping, as she and Kath fucked each other to mind-blowing orgasm after orgasm as they lay flat on the bed, scissor-locked, cunt flattened and sucked to cunt. She remembered the delicious sensation of hot cum jetting from her pussy, mixing with Kath’s delicious stream of cum, forming an intoxicating, steaming brew within their locked pussies, flowing up and down their vaginal canals, gushing into their wombs, filling them with a delicious heat and an infuriating, tantalizing sense of mutual violation. Cum gushed onto their flat, rippling abdomens. Kil remembered feeling her nipples ejaculate, spurting slick, clear juice into the air, splattering down on her chest and her face as she came. The pleasure had finally been too much; it had grown relentlessly, until it became impossible to endure. Her mind overloaded, her senses incapable of processing what they were feeling. She remembered squeezing Kath’s cunt with her own, squeezing and squeezing, trying to wring out her rival’s pussy, feeling the wonderful answering pressure from Kath’s powerful twat, then the sense of pleasure too intense to bear, her mind going white with ecstasy, her cells exploding with electric sensation, fire burning in her tits, in her nipples, in her throbbing, aching clit, building, building, building….

    Kil moaned, throwing her arm over her eyes. Her body still trembled with the aftermath of that unbearable pleasure. As she slowly regained her senses, Kil realized that she could no longer feel the temporal spell. That meant that the last moonless night had passed. She reached out with her mystical senses and felt the new, emerging moon. She could feel that it was early morning, just past dawn. If she was going to defeat and destroy Kath, it would need to be before the sun went down that day and this round of their fuckwar came to an end.

    Kil summoned all her will power and slowly, agonizingly, pulled her body away from Kath’s prone form. They were sunk into each other, cunt deep, their muscular vaginas slotted, their powerful pussy lips fused. Kil’s burning twat released Kath’s hungry cunt with great reluctance. With a pop of a vacuum broken and a gush of steaming cum, the women’s succulent twats pulled apart. Thick strings of cum linked the women’s pussies. Gasping, Kil slowly pushed herself back, peeling her sweaty, cum-splattered body away from Kath’s voluptuous form. Kath and Kil stank of sweat and sex, the intoxicating aroma of sexual warfare. Kath moaned as their bodies separated, but she did not stir.

    Kil lay flat on her back for several minutes, gathering her strength. Her body felt saturated with electricity. She could tell that her sexual power was at a peak, despite her physical tiredness. She and Kath had fucked each other to a point of near mystical sexual energy. Kil knew that they were on the verge of some new, even more overpowering, sexual union, if she could just summon the strength to force their bodies to the next level of engagement.

    Kil got onto her knees. She placed her hands on her thighs and leaned forward, her blue eyes blazing as she looked down at Kath’s incredible body, spread before her like a plate of delicious meat. She imagined licking up the sweat and cum staining Kath’s beautiful inner thighs. She envisioned licking, eating, that delectable twat, sucking on the cherry-sized clit, lapping her way up Kath’s belly, her tongue in the blonde’s navel, until she could wrap her lips around Kath’s nipples and suck and bite and sink her teeth into the woman’s dense, salt-spiced titmeat…Kil shuddered. Her clit was burning, twitching uncontrollably, as her erotic thoughts powered her lush body up to a new level of sexual arousal. She smiled, an evil grin on her beautiful face. She was not going to devour Kath slowly; she was going to mount the bitch and fuck her blonde rival until the woman was drained of every scrap of sexual power.

    Slowly, her pussy dripping with arousal, Kil crawled up between Kath’s legs. Kath’s thighs were already spread open, but Kil forced her thighs between Kath’s and pushed them slightly wider, making Kath’s cunt even more vulnerable and accessible. Kil placed her hands on either side of Kath’s torso and lined up the spear-like nipples of her heavy tits to Kath’s nipples. The two pairs of nipples and areola could not quite align; Kath’s massive tits were lolling just slightly to either side of her chest while Kil’s perfectly shaped breasts hung down like meaty cannonballs. Kil smiled as she lowered her tits onto Kath’s breasts, sighing in delight as her dense, throbbing flesh squashed and mashed tight with Kath’s equally thick, firm tits, her hard nipples stabbing into Kath’s titmeat, her own titmeat scored by Kath’s equally hard nips. “Oh gods, yes,” Kil breathed, smiling in pleasure as her belly flattened to Kath’s, as the warmth and sweat-slick flesh met again. Kil grunted in joy as she slid her slick pussy lips onto Kath’s pussy lips. Kil pushed down hard, felt Kath’s cunt squash and open beneath her own, spreading like a meaty, hot flower. Kil felt the delicious suction forming. “Oh gods, yes, yes, yes…,” Kil groaned, as her body exploded with the delight of meeting, mating, with Kath’s delectable flesh once more. If there were some way to stay locked like this forever with her sexual rival, Kil knew, in that moment, she would take it.

    As Kil mounted her, Kath’s eyes slowly, languorously, slid open. Kath moaned with delight, sliding her hands around Kil’s waist and down to grasp Kil’s firm, round ass. Kath spread her legs even wider, pushing her hips up to grind her cunt into Kil’s thrusting twat, then twined her legs through Kil’s legs, locking their bodies together. As their tits shifted against each other, their pulsing areola met, followed immediately by their rock-hard nipples. Their nipples sizzled then locked, tip to tip, as their bodies aligned themselves again. Gripping Kil’s ass tightly, Kath moved her hips and ass, thrusting up to meet Kil’s downwards thrusts, mashing and penetrating Kil’s cunt even as Kil penetrated her. The women shared pulsating moans of pleasure as their lower bodies flowed together, as their lush, sweat-slicked bodies fused into one point of exquisite pleasure.

    The women stared into each other, their blues eye half open, their lids fluttering as the deliriously pleasurable sensations rippled through their perfectly matched bodies. Lip to lip, they panted into each other, their tongues lapping, but not kissing, not yet.

    “Yes, Kath, yes,” Kil whispered. “Spread your legs, woman, let me fuck you, let me ride your little cunt…”

    “Give it to me, Kil,” Kath whispered back. “Let me feel your clit, your cum. Give me everything…”

    The women’s lips closed on each other, tongues twisting, spit flowing, moans and cries of joy stifled. Between their legs, Kil moved her clit into position. Slowly, carefully, she pressed the throbbing, rock-hard nerve head to head with Kath’s equally large, pulsing clit. The women’s bodies bucked uncontrollably as they mated, as their cunts sealed, as their clits exploded in pulsating waves of devastating ecstasy. Their muscles convulsed, forcing Kath and Kil’s trembling flesh together more tightly than ever before. The women’s perfect bodies moved slow and hard, in rhythm, mating, grinding, fusing. The women’s eyes streamed with tears as the overpowering sensations filled their bodies. They broke their kiss in a spray of spit. Nose to nose, gasping, whimpering, sharing hot breath, they looked deeply into each other’s eyes. Their clits melted into a single searing nerve. Neither woman had experienced anything like this before, this moment of excruciating orgasmic pleasure that kept growing stronger with each second. The endless hours of fucking they had inflicted on each other had been building to this moment of transcendental pleasure.

    The pleasure built quickly and inexorably, becoming greater than any pleasure they had yet given and taken from each other, building and building, filling their bodies, overwhelming their senses, burning in every nerve. Their eyes widened in astonishment as the pleasure kept growing, becoming unbearable, refusing to peak, refusing to stop. Kil felt the sexual union build, she felt the complete fusing, merging of her body to Kath’s. She wondered if this was going to be the day that she and Kath would truly fuck each other to death, killing each other with pleasure. The pleasure finally peaked, it finally reached a point where it could go no further, no higher. But it refused to abate. As Kil and Kath looked deep into each other, as they shared the exquisite intimacy of an unrelenting orgasm, they realized that this peak of ecstasy was stretching on and on, saturating their trembling flesh beyond their capacity to endure. This was a level of raw, unbelievable sexual pleasure that they knew they could only reach with each other.

    For an hour, two hours, three hours, Kil and Kath lay wrapped together, looking deep into each other’s eyes, tears streaming down their beautiful faces, feeling and feeling the peak of the most powerful orgasm of their lives, which refused to stop, refused to release them. Their bodies trembled, shuddered with sexual energy, with the need for relief. Their pussies leaked a constant stream of hot cum, filling their vaginas, slicking their lower bodies. A constant stream of nipple cum squeezed out from their locked nipples, coating their tits, feeding the pressure in their breasts. The women touched tongues, but they could not kiss. The pleasure held them in its grip. They could only keep rubbing and rubbing and rubbing their clits, slowly destroying each other, glaring into each other in a shared intimacy deeper than anything they had ever experienced, sharing a hate and a lust that surpassed any other measure. They tortured each other, both women delirious with pleasure, but both determined to see the other woman surrender and submit to the more powerful sex.

    After nearly four hours caught at the peak of orgasmic ecstasy, the end came at last. With a whimpered cry, Kath’s body shuddered, then released a geyser of cum from between her legs, a torrent of cum from her nipples. Her body trembled again and again as sexual power slowly flowed out of her muscles, out through her cunt and tits. Slowly, agonizingly, Kath’s eyes dimmed and rolled back into her head as she finally lost consciousness, her mind unable to handle the unimaginable pleasure roiling through her body.

    Kil moaned, a sense of incredible triumph washing over her. She felt her body reach its sudden, exquisite limit, just seconds after Kath. Her mind went white as ecstasy beyond human endurance flooded her muscles. Her pussy opened up and gushed like a firehose; her tits burned as they ejaculated powerfully, on and on. Every atom in her body vibrated with erotic pleasure as she felt herself slide into darkness, riding a wave of white-hot bliss. She could only issue a choking sigh as she joined Kath in sexual oblivion.

    Hours later, Kil returned to awareness. She was locked to Kath’s body in a way that did not allow her to separate. Her body felt merged with Kath’s and she did not want to break the erotic connection. Even so, she had to do it. She soon found that she could barely move. She turned her head and lay cheek to cheek with Kath. She whispered a few mystical words. The bell on the far side of the bed began to ring. It rang five times, the prearranged signal for her servants to come and tend to her.
    A few minutes passed before Kil heard the sound of people entering the tent.

    “My queen?” she heard a tentative voice say. The servants were not absolutely certain which of the identical women was their mistress.

    “Yes,” she croaked. “I am your queen.”

    She heard the servants murmuring, then gentle hands slowly moved her body off of Kath’s, pulling them apart. It took some effort; Kil and Kath were still stuck together, joined by hours of dried cum. Their pussies unlocked only slowly; the servants had to use warm water from the tub to wash away the nipple cum that bound their swollen nipples together in a death grip. The servants washed Kil’s luscious body, washing away the copious sweat and cum coating her body. She relaxed into the warmth. They also washed Kath, but Kath remained unconscious, stirring only slightly. As the servants tended to her sore, battered body, Kil relaxed, enjoying the incredible feeling of triumph and accomplishment. She had sexually overpowered, outfucked, her ultimate rival. She had proven, once and for all, that she was the stronger woman, that she had the more powerful sex, the more powerful cunt. Smiling, she whispered a few words of power. A jolt ran through her body and physical energy returned to her muscles. Her pussy and her tits were still very sore, but she began to feel like a full human being again. When they finished washing her, the servants helped Kil out of the bed, but she needed little assistance, though she staggered a little and the tender space between her legs burned.

    Kil retrieved her red cloak from the floor and put it on, securing it around her neck. Standing beside the bed, her hands on her hips, Kil smiled down on Kath’s naked body. Her beautiful face lit in triumph. She let her eyes wander over Kath’s voluptuous perfection. She owned Kath now; she owned Kath’s body, Kath’s sex. Kil fully intended to make the most of her new possession.

    “Put the woman in the palanquin. Tie her her arms to the post and her legs spread. I intend to enjoy her on the way back to the palace.”

    “Yes, my queen,” the head servant replied. The queen’s personal palanquin was already waiting outside the tent. Four servants took hold of Kath’s lush body and carried her out. A few minutes later, the head servant came back into the tent. “It is done, my queen,” he said.

    “Good,” Kil replied. She looked around the tent. The whole place was a mess, but she did not care. This was the arena in which she had achieved the greatest victory of her life. “Have this place cleaned up, packed up, and brought back to the palace,” she ordered. “I’m going back in the palanquin, with my new slave.”

    She walked out of the tent and into the larger cavern. Eight powerful men stood beside the palanquin, four in the front and four in the back. Usually, they only carried the queen. Today, they would be carrying the queen and her double, but the additional weight meant little to them. Kil pushed back the curtain covering the inside of the transport and smiled at what she saw. Kath was sitting up, her back supported by the cushioned seat, her wrists secured to the back posts of the cart, her powerful legs spread wide, her ankles secured to the palanquin’s lower cross support. Her pussy was wide open and vulnerable, which was exactly what Kil wanted and needed.
    Kath was wide awake. Her blue eyes shone with fury.

    “Let me go, you fucking whore,” Kath snapped. “This is not over.”

    “Oh, it’s definitely over, Kath,” Kil purred. She climbed into the palanquin, facing Kath from across the short space. She reached out with a bare foot and pressed her toes into Kath’s succulent pussy. The blonde woman gasped, then moaned, her hard clit instantly swelling out of her exposed cunt. Kil smiled again. She ran her big toe along Kath’s pulsing clit and grinned savagely as her sexual rival choked out a scream of pleasure.

    “Let’s go,” Kil called out to her bearers. “Go at a leisurely pace. There is no need to rush.”

    Kil sat across from Kath, her legs spread, her naked pussy on full display. She made no move to approach her captive; she simply smiled smugly, triumphantly, letting her eyes move over Kath’s restrained body. The palanquin shook as the men walked it up the mine shaft, causing both women’s luscious tits to wobble deliciously. At first the light in the little compartment was dim, fading each time they moved away from one of the torches lining the corridor. The palanquin soon cleared the mine shaft and moved into the full light of day. It was early afternoon. It would take between three and four hours to make the journey back to the Queen’s tower.

    Kath and Kil glared at each other hatefully as the palanquin climbed the spiral path out of the mine. It was only when the transport was on the flat desert, the bearers walking at a brisk pace, that Kil undid her cloak, sliding it off her shoulders. She slid down the palanquin towards her prisoner. She slipped her legs over and under Kath’s spread legs and lined her cunt up with Kath’s dripping twat. Kath panted, eager to fuck.

    “You fucking whore,”Kath snarled, her eyes burning as she looked down into Kil’s twat. She humped her hips forward and spread her legs even wider, offering her cunt in challenge to Kil.

    “You’re mine, fucker,” Kil breathed. “Your cunt, your tits, your body belongs to me.”

    Leaning back, bracing her body, Kil thrust forward with her hips. Her juicy twat slapped and sucked tight to Kath’s quim; both women gasped and jerked their hips, dragging their wet pussy lips up and down, their succulent meat pulling and sliding, before finally driving themselves deep and hard into each other, locking and sealing slit to slit. Kil scraped her clit along the length of Kath’s clit; the women maneuvered their sexhorns and hooked them together. Erotic electricity exploded through their bodies. The women threw back their heads and shouted in ecstasy. Grunting, they began thrusting, fucking, riding each other hard. It was not long before Kil reached out and squeezed, massaged Kath’s bouncing tits. Kath could not reciprocate, but Kil wrapped her arms around Kath’s back and pulled herself in. The women moaned as their massive tits mated, crushing and grinding against each other, titmeat massaging and surging against titmeat.

    “You whore, you fucking dirty whore,” Kath breathed, her body twisting and writhing, grinding and thrusting against Kil’s attacking body.

    “Cunt, fucking cunt,” Kil gasped back. She squirmed in pleasure, enjoying the delicious friction of her flesh striving against Kath’s perfect body. “You are mine, you belong to me,” she whispered at Kath. “I will hear you say that you submit to me, no matter how long and hard I have to fuck you.”

    “I will never submit,” Kath whispered back. The women glared at each other in hate. They sealed their mouths together, kissing each other with all the hate and fury they felt for the other. Kil slipped her hands down Kath’s back and seized her rival’s perfect, rippling ass. Gripping tightly, she fucked Kath hard, matching Kath’s bucking hips thrust for thrust.

    For the next four hours, as the palanquin made its way across the desert, Kil and Kath fucked mercilessly inside the closed space, their grunts, groans and screams of ecstasy punctuating the long journey. When the transport finally reached the palace, the male bearers left it on top of a disembarkation platform in the courtyard and retreated to their quarters. The sounds of sexual battle, of a full-fledged, delirious fuckfight, went on for more than another hour. Finally, distinctive shouts of simultaneous orgasmic joy pierced the night sky, gradually fading into pulsing moans. In the brief quiet that followed, the Queen’s Grand Vizier saw his opportunity.

    “My queen?” he asked, knocking gently on the side of the palanquin. A moment later, the Red Queen swept aside the palanquin door covering. She was lying flat on her back inside the transport. She was sealed cunt to cunt with Kath, their thighs forked, their luscious, identical bodies streaked with cum and sweat. Both women were panting hard, their thick, lush tits jiggling in tension.

    “What is it, Martok?” the Red Queen asked. She showed few signs that she wanted to move.

    “I am sorry, my queen,” the Grand Vizier replied, trying to keep his eyes off of the incredibly erotic, enticing sight of the two women’s cunts mashed hot and wet. “There are important matters of state that arose while you were away.”

    Kil sighed. With a grunt, she pulled her cunt away from Kath’s twat; the women separated with a wet pop. Thick strands of cum linked their juiced up pussies; Kil twined the cum around her finger, then licked it clean. She swung her legs out of the palanquin, put her bare feet solidly on the ground, and stood. She reached back into the palanquin and retrieved her red cloak. As she wrapped the raiment of her office around her shoulders, Kath called out.

    “What about me, you fucking cunt?” Kath snarled. Her body was streaked with sweat and cum and was unbearably erotic.

    Kil smiled viciously at her captive fuck slave. “You belong to me, Kath,” the queen smiled. “I have told you, you are going to be my fuck bitch. I am going to make you submit to me, no matter how long it takes. You had better get used to that.”

    Kath said nothing, but her eyes blazed with fury.

    Kil turned to the head servant who had accompanied her to the pit and overseen the installation of the pavilion. “See to it that my slave is washed and fed. You are to treat her with the utmost respect, but you are to be especially careful with her. Place her under constant guard. If she escapes, you will pay with your life. I have not fought and won a fuckwar with this bitch to be denied the spoils of my victory. Do you understand?”

    “Yes, my queen,” the servant hastily replied.

    “Prepare my bath and a good meal for me. I will be going to bed early tonight, by myself.” Kil turned to the Vizier. “Let us go to my work chamber. You can tell me what needs my attention as we walk.” The Vizier nodded.

    As Kil and the Vizier took a few steps away from the palanquin. Kil paused, then turned back to the servant. “I will want her in a few days. You are to ensure that she is ready for me when I call.”

    “Yes, my queen,” the servant replied.

    That night, Kil lay back in a hot, soothing tub of scented water. She considered having Kath brought to her. Already, her body ached for Kath’s body, for Kath’s juicy, tight, hot cunt and her thick, strong, exquisite clit. But Kil fought the urge. She needed time to tend to the affairs of state. Her body needed time and rest to fully recover from the marathon fuckwar it had just fought against her double. Putting off her next fuckfest with Kil would make it that much sweeter. But she could hardly wait. Just knowing that Kath was in her power, in her palace, knowing that her blonde rival’s body was so easily available to her, presented her with an almost unbelievable temptation. She resisted.

    Kil went to bed that night dreaming of Kath’s delicious body, the blonde’s dripping twat. She masturbated furiously, squeezing and massaging her throbbing tits, until her back arched in ecstasy, her pussy clenched, and her cunt gushed hard. As she slowly faded off to sleep, she was certain that Kath was also masturbating herself to sleep in a well-appointed cell, somewhere far below.

    “You belong to me, now, Kath,” the Queen whispered as tiredness took her. “I’m never letting you go.”

    To be continued:
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    Re: Kath vs. Kil 2: Another Neverwhere Story by JB57

    Oh my!

    I've so far only had time to read (or rather scan) the first 1/3 of your story, but I love the almost poetic buildup and description of the cave with the tent at the center. Not to mention the praying and the spells. Reminds me of another of your great stories - Swords and Scorceress.

    I'm amazed of your productivity, do you really also have a professional occupation ? if so, you must be a very fast writer. Anyhow I'm so grateful that you share your sensual preferences with us here.

    Thanks for an amazing effort!
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    Quote Originally Posted by Johannesdk View Post
    Oh my!

    I've so far only had time to read (or rather scan) the first 1/3 of your story, but I love the almost poetic buildup and description of the cave with the tent at the center. Not to mention the praying and the spells. Reminds me of another of your great stories - Swords and Scorceress.

    I'm amazed of your productivity, do you really also have a professional occupation ? if so, you must be a very fast writer. Anyhow I'm so grateful that you share your sensual preferences with us here.

    Thanks for an amazing effort!
    Johannes
    Johannes - thanks for the kind words! I hope that you have a chance to sit down soon and actually read the whole of part I - when you do, let me know what you think. The element of magic that I use here is an idea that I have used before, as you note. I also used something like it in "The Fate of the World". The idea of powering up two women so that they have superhuman sexual stamina appeals to the fantasy side of "sex fantasy" and fits neatly with this kind of setting. However, the magical elements are toned down in the rest of the story - there is an important external magical element in part II and there is nothing magical in part III. Right now, most of part III is done, but part II is giving me a few problems.

    I also don't have the uninterrupted time to work on it right now, because -to answer your question - yes, I have a full time job. However, I do write quickly, especially when I am excited about a story. Then, I can easily write 10-15 pages in a day. As you know, for me, setting up the scenario is one of the most important but also frustrating parts of story-writing. I write by seeing the story play out in my mind's eye. Thus, in a sense, I am really sort of transcribing what I see. That means that writing a long build-up, before my characters get down to business, can be both exciting (because of the building anticipation) but frustrating (because it takes a long time). That is the condition under which I write most quickly!

    Thanks again,

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    Hi JB

    I've now had the time to read all of this great story. I'm not surprised when you say, that you first imagine an entire scenery in your mind, because when reading your stories (this one and any other) I experience the reverse: A very powerful imagination, streaming and built from your extremely graphic details.

    This particular story makes me think of two greek goddess fighting for sexual supremacy - no human being would be able to experience such pleasure and during so long time.

    I'll reveal, that I've taken the freedom to write a story about your tugboat captain, Kristina. It's now completed in my native language and I'm in the progress of translating it into english.

    Take care
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    Dear Johannes,

    Thanks for your comments, they are much appreciated.

    Re: your story about Kris, the tugboat captain: as you may recall from past correspondences I have had with other people on the board, I am not crazy about other authors using "my" characters. However, I am very aware of the fact that, often, I have used other people's characters (like Kris, in this case) and, in a sense, made her my own even though she did not start that way. Thus, I feel I am on shaky ground when I object to other people writing stories with characters that started with another writer.

    That being said, I hope you will understand when I say that I do not plan to include anything other people may write in "my" version of the characters. I reserve the right not to take into account anything that you may write about the character as I develop the character in the future. That way, I can retain the integrity of my characters and stories as I move forward.

    Take care,

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    Quote Originally Posted by Johannesdk View Post
    Hi JB

    I've now had the time to read all of this great story. I'm not surprised when you say, that you first imagine an entire scenery in your mind, because when reading your stories (this one and any other) I experience the reverse: A very powerful imagination, streaming and built from your extremely graphic details.

    This particular story makes me think of two greek goddess fighting for sexual supremacy - no human being would be able to experience such pleasure and during so long time.

    I'll reveal, that I've taken the freedom to write a story about your tugboat captain, Kristina. It's now completed in my native language and I'm in the progress of translating it into english.

    Take care
    Johannes
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    Hi JB

    I fully understand and respect your feelings about "your" characters. In fact, since I anyhow prefer my tugboat captain as well as her adversaries to be more butchy types of women, with very short hair and smaller or medium sized breasts, I'll just change her name - you know there might be more than one female tugboat captain in the world ;=)

    Keep up the good work!
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    Hi again JB

    I've to thank you for making me change the name of my tugboat captain character. Because that gave me an idea to connect this upcomming story to the first and only story I've ever published, although they take place more than 2000 years apart.

    Johannes
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    Re: Kath vs. Kil 2: Another Neverwhere Story by JB57

    Oh man! What a great start. I like the queen's wanting to possess Kil forever and now she has her trapped to herself. How will the queen treat her new slave. Looking forward to see what Kath will have to do to get her body twin into another round of sexual battle. Looking forward to it!

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    Re: Kath vs. Kil 2: Another Neverwhere Story by JB57

    Can we get a link to the first story? I can't remember which it is and the HUGE LIST doesn't make it obvious.

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    Re: Kath vs. Kil 2: Another Neverwhere Story by JB57

    Hi! Yes, the huge list (including what is available on the wayback machine) was put together before I put up the first "Kath vs. Kil" story. It came out about a year ago, according to the time stamp on my file. If you look back about 10-15 pages on the board you should be able to find the first story.

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    PS - I just checked and the story is also uploaded onto the google groups page. So, you can get the whole thing there. I've uploaded most of my stories onto that site.
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