The Society- Naked Double Cross

[johnsmith2007]

The Society- Naked Double Cross

Usual warnings about extreme fighting, mutilation etc.
A real brutal one this time, you have been warned.


Gregg had been allowed to take the Chinese vixen home with him to his own private torture chamber in his flat in Mayfair. It was funny but it was that long weekend tormenting and fucking the Oriental babe that changed the course of Gregg’s career at the Bank and led to some very unforeseen circumstances arising later on. First of all he had never had a slave before and it was a total revelation to him, and more importantly the Chinese vixen’s family were suddenly in and out of his life, making him offers so as to gain an early release for their beloved only offspring. Repairing the little bitches clit and cunt cost her family a fortune, and the lives of at last two Soho sex workers, and in appreciation for Gregg being gentle with the kitten he found himself rewarded in the strangest of ways. The interlocking slave and honour system in the Bank was a mystery to Gregg, and knowing who was in debt to who and for what and who owned whose ass was usually kept as secret as possible, especially as some of the nastier and more extreme slaving fights were private affairs and not for general consumption.

It was while picking up his slave after another of her surgical procedures that his eyes wandered to a private trophy cabinet by Mrs Chow's confidential office. A pair of ebony brown nipples was mounted on a plaque below three of the free hand sketches that Gregg now recognised as the official portraiture of the arena. The location given was the Rhode Island Duelling Room of the society, and the first picture showed a younger Mrs Chow being comprehensively kick boxed senseless by a tall black schoolgirl. The second frame showed the two combatants some time afterwards, both bloody and battered but with the older cat now dominating the younger feline, Mrs Chow stomping energetically on the already gory and ruined sex of the teen. The third was a full coloured picture, the artist capturing fully the brutalisation of the looser and exaltation of the winner. With one hand roughly yanking on her jet black locks the ebony teen was propped up kneeling in the sand by her standing victrix while blood poured down the younger fighter’s chest from two gapping holes gnarled out of them where her teats should be. The young girl was crying inconsolably, her body raked with sobs of shame and agony. Gregg thought Ms Lincoln had never looked so sexy, especially wearing nothing but the gold dog collar that signified permanent slavery in the Societies pit.

A week later Gregg had officially received the challenge from the American bitch to settle their dispute by a duel, and he had got a big shock. The Panthers sexual preferences were well know, and only a select and prime piece of steak was ever allowed to sully Ms Lincoln’s dark meat, but what Gregg had not realized was that her present xy chromosome lover was none other than the Desi Stagg, Mrs Gupta’s loving son Subra. His mother, or as Gregg was now instructed to call her in private, Sahira, smiled when he had approached her with the official challenge documents, and confirmed his suspicions that she of course knew that the tall ebony dyke was spending recreational time with her boy.

‘As the Second in a business dispute you can’t of course kill him intentionally unless an official contract has been signed, this isn’t an ‘Honour’ fight after all, but I give you permission to removing that big sack of his if you can,’ she purred into his ear while he was ripping her knickers off and pinning her to the wall in the Gentlemen’s executive toilets.
‘Sealing the Contract with my boy’s balls attached to the legal documents will really impress Young Mr Graham.’ Gregg wondered if she realised how much Gregg’s main sponsor, Young Mr Graham hated the Gupta’s for their dispatching of the Smith family some years ago. A Six Vs Six family fight to the death had started the Gupta’s on the way up, even if it had cost a son and a daughter to the incinerator. Gregg suspected they were so much enjoying their own reign of terror that they neglected to see that there were bigger sharks in the pond and that one big shark had lots of friends just willing to do his dirty work for him.

Some weeks later Gregg and the mocha skinned beauty glared at each other as the crowd roared for blood and then all went quite as Young Mr Graham stood and threw out the white silk handkerchief down to the arena floor to start the fight. Ms Lincoln stepped right up to Gregg and smiled her broadest smile and then yanked his head forward to take him in a deep, deep French kiss. Then releasing the boy with a wink she neatly stepped passed the tall white male, screamed a yell of fury and dashed across the pit at Mrs Gupta who was totally befuddled by this unexpected turn of events. The rotund mature matriarch took both ebony feet of the black American high up on her hanging beach-ball meaty chest, squashing flat the massive mammeries, crushing the thick dark thumb like teats under foot, and sending the Desi queen off her feet the fly backwards hitting the boarding of the arena a might thump as her naked body collided with the unyielding wood. In the stands Mr Graham pulled out another handkerchief, this time of the deepest scarlet, and threw it too in the duelling pit. The mob was stunned for a second and then roared their approval, the fight rules had changed, and anyone in the pit fighting could and would be killed, and the whole Gupta family had been challenged to the death.

The chocolate queen and the ebony princess now set about each other with a vengeance, Mrs Gupta realizing that she had been double crossed by the white boy and the black Amazon. The tall wiry muscled dyke hitting fast and clean into the more voluptuous rotund body of the mature cat while the bigger meatier fists, kicks and knees of the slower women missed more often but when the y did connect on the darker body of the New Englander they carried far more power and elicited the odd groan and scream from the tough Black bitch. Capitalising on the drop kick and the obviously disorientation of the bigger women Ms Lincoln had busted the nose and split her Asian opponents lip and then smacked a couple of kicks into the hairy crotch of the over forty BBW. However gaining her wits Mrs Gupta had closed and fasten two big hands onto the American's melon chests and with a yell sent the Black Amazon flying with double tit throw leaving both teats red raw and dripping, Chasing her dodging faster opponent the Indian wife had dead legged her enemy to slow her down before battering away at the baby maker of the younger women with a series on indecently low fists to the gut and womb.

But Ms Lincoln had come back quick, gaining release from a bear hug that the Bengali had intended to turn into a crotch busting knee drop by viciously biting a chunk from the veterans ear, and then as the women twenty years her senior had Staggered back holding her dripping tattered earlobe in her hand had near slutted the sex from the old bitch with a stomp kick heel that was inch perfect in shredding her opponents lower stomach wall and crushing her tubes and egg maker leaving the brown gladiatrix bent double spraying the sand with her sick as she wretched and heaved. A double axe handle to the middle of the heavier women back had sent the Bengali to the sand, but an uppercut from the floor then lifted the African American off her feet as a right fist impacted between the smooth shaved cunt lips flush on her dark meaty steroid enlarged clit to leave both fighting females prone on the floor tending their injuries whimpering and sobbing, tears running down their bloody cheeks and their naked torsos contorting with the pain of the assaults they had just suffered.

Gregg had taken the other bantam cock completely by surprise as he was staring across the sand at the savage attack on his mother, and the vicious catfight that then followed, catching him with a perfect clothesline, hooking his arm around his neck taking the chocolate skinned teen completely off his feet to land him crashing down spread eagled on the mat on his back stunned and disorientated. Jumping high the tanned white boy body splashed the other young Stag forcing the last remaining air from the brown youth’s body. Then the Scot took no time in putting into action the next part of the plan and started to stomp the life out of the squirming wriggling six foot nude cockfight, crashing in his right heel repeatedly into the Bengalis gut before moving on to his lower stomach and testicals, taking time to grind the twelve inch long snake between the boys hips hard into the grit as he proceeded on to stomps across the young male's back and legs as Subra turned on to his front and tried to crawl away from his assailant. Gregg was whooping and screaming all the time as he worked over the other naked cock fighter.

At the other end of the Duelling room the screams from Ms Lincoln were enough to bring a smile to the face of any would be tortures present, and there were bound to a majority of those in the Duelling Rooms crowd on any given night. The rotund form of Sahira Gupta had the tall wiry muscled Bull Dyke pinned under her voluptuous frame and having stunned her opponent with a series of head butts forced the other women’s arms wide so as to allow her teeth to do the talking. First the jet back nipples were sucked out, flicked with the long tong of the Asian bitch before her teethe clamped shut around the tender bud and bit deep, ripping and tearing at the milker. The Desi had bloodied both teats before she allowed the black Panther revenge and as she lifted her face up to spit into the African American's face found that the other experienced gladiatrix had fastened her own teeth into her eye brow and bit hard, sinking her teeth right through the brow into the soft skin above the eye itself. Mrs Gupta screamed, but could not risk the black cat working her way down to the eye and had to let go her hold and roll clear, but even as she did so Ms Lincoln targeted the now scarlet coated face of the chocolate Queen and hammered a fist into the already ruptured socket, closing Mrs Gupta's right eye in a swollen bloody mess.

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The Asian women crawled away holding her face trying to regain her composure but the Panther was now after blood in return for her own ripped tits. The ample backside of the Bengali was facing in her direction and she dug four fingers straight into the puckering dark rimmed shitter of the older women Mrs Gupta howled at this violation, but then found herself giving a cowboy ride to the wiry muscled New Englander. Grabbing hold of the mature bitch?s hair in one hand and mounted on her broad back Ms Lincoln rode her foe around the sand as the whole of her other hand now fisted the veteran gladiatrix ass. The Black?s mount on the sweaty nude oiled back of the brown women was not a very secure one and eventually she slipped from her seat, allowing the chocolate queen to swivel on one knee and splat the manly handsome face of the African American beauty with a hefty foot. Ms Lincoln was stunned and for her inability to even roll away received another stomp in the face that sent her over backwards on the sand spiting out teeth as she stared into the ill lit darkness above. However she was lucky in that Mrs Gupta was herself now sobbing and examining the trickle of blood and excrement oozing from her ravaged ass, and contemplating the fact that the other cat had probably ruptured her sphincter.

Back in the other corner of the pit Subra had eventually managed to get hold of one of the tanned white boys legs and pull the other young male to the ground in a heap beside him, but before the Asian Stag could lunge across and nail the other young cockfight Gregg had rolled to his side and smacked both feet into the face of the Desi fighter. Subra feel back groaning, his nose and mouth bloody, and Gregg leapt aboard the downed boys chest, pinning his arms to the grit with his muscled thighs so he could not defend himself and set to work pounding the other naked males face into pulp. The young Asian crashed knees into Greggs back as the white boy crushed his nose but Greggs seat was near perfect and he accepted the battering his kidneys were taking, until with a scream he had to jump away holding his seeds. The brown boy had managed to squirm his right hand between the white youth?s legs and take a firm grip on Gregg's scrotum. A vicious twist, crush and pull had left the now blood coated young Asian flat on his back gurgling through a battered and bloody smile, while the Scot was rolled in a ball whimpering at his near desexing at the right fist of other naked cock fighter. However his smile was short lived as with a scream of rage Gregg forced himself through the pain barrier, shrugged off his agony to stomp kick full into the big hanging pods that were already swollen, blue and bloated from his previous assault. The Desi gurgled once and then collapsed out cold.

On the other side of the pit Mrs Gupta and Ms Lincoln were now both looking very much the worse for wear but Sahira had recovered first and pulling herself up dropped on the still prone black women, putting both her meaty knees into the kidneys of the tall African heritage vixen. Ms Lincoln groaned, but was now pinned under the weight of the big Asian who fastened her talons into the flowing oiled black locks of the wiry dagger dyke and started pounding the younger women?s face into the dirt. It was the screams of agony of her only son that saved the American from having her face scrapped off into the sand. Discarding her hold on the thick black hair she pushed off the ebony back of Ms Lincoln, regained her feet and set out to rescue the boy, but made only a couple of steps towards her son. Rolling over, with her face now covered in blood and sand the African American gladiatrix squinted up at the steaming hard clit of the big Bengali as she stepped over her, legs split wide and inviting.

A vicious uppercut from the floor took Mrs Gupta completely by surprise and she shrieked at the unexpected blow crushing her clit up onto her pubic bone. The matriarch sagged visibly and then wailed a new at another sort of torture as the muscled Black grabbing a full load of grit from the arena floor and shoved a handful into her open cunt, grinding the abrasive sand into the Asian BBW already brutalised sex. Howling the Asian back heeled a blow into the Blacks face before dropping to her knees sobbing, trying to extract the rasping substance from her tubes, while Ms Lincoln lay on the sand groaning, a large knot swelling up above her right eye as her head spun. However shaking off her own injuries the African American realised she had really hurt the bigger female and slowed the heavier more experience gladiatrix down to walking speed, and then the younger bitch now intended to show the old cow the speed and power that had made her such a bitch killer, giving the Asian Queen a boxing lesson. Both injured females wobbled back to their feet and closed to bitch-slap distance

Even though Mrs Gupta blocked most of the flying fists and even returned a few the older women was soon squealing as her body was pounded. Ms Lincoln had been told of a weakness in the big Indian women?s armour and she intended to exploit it to the full. Repeated blows to the big left slab of tit meat soon had it hanging much lower and swollen at least a couple of sizes bigger than its also tormented twin. A volley of hooks under the blocks of the Asian lifted the injured mammary again and again and had the nipple squirting jets of red with each blow. With a scream of fury Mrs Gupta charged the tall Black, forcing her to back pedal towards the wall and hoping to pin her there so as to make her extra weight count, but the muscled Dyke had other ideas. Dodging the attempted bear hug Ms Lincoln slammed a high kick up and under the wounded tit, stopping the wife in her tracks as the now medicine ball sized red and purple veined mammary gushed a large stream of crimson.

Mrs Gupta screamed at the renewed pain and grabbed hold of her ruined milker, giving Ms Lincoln a chance to put into action a cruel and vicious finisher. With a shout of victory the wiry tall ebony bitch leapt at the faltering heavy weight matron, whipped back her right arm and smashed the hard pointed elbow straight across the top of the swollen bloated bag. The Asian bellowed in agony and then fainted as the blow ruptured the breast, turning it inside out with a plop, leaving the chocolate women flat out unconscious on the sand in a growing pool of her own gore. Retrieving the ripped burst teat from the sand the African American tossed it to her supporters in the baying mob before she dropped to her knees beside her KOed enemy. A few minutes licking and sucking brought out the thick brown clit from within its protective lips and then the mahogany Panther bit deep into the clit, intending to take her time to chew it off. However before she was finished a yell of warning from above alerted her to a new danger.

Back with the boys the unusually loud roar of the crowd also warned Gregg that events had changed behind him. Turning quickly he was not surprised to see Mr Gupta, now naked having discarded his cloths climbing down the side of the Arena wall into the pit to help his family. He had been sitting beside Young Mr Graham and judging by the old man?s grin he had taken his time explaining to the Asian Bull his family?s predicament and it had taken no encouraged to get him to charge to the rescue of his spouse and son. Leaving the smashed Desi Stag Gregg rushed across to meet the challenge of the brutal Asian veteran only to be beaten to the punch by the ebony princess who leapt up the last few feet to smack a kick between the massive meaty thighs, lifting his heavy seed pods up to crush them and his loaded cock against his expansive belly. But Mr Gupta had received far worse in his time and stifling a groan pushed himself hard off the wall to land with a thud on top of the back bitch, sending them both to the floor in a heap. As Gregg sprinted up he was just in time to see the big man?s size twelve foot plough into the smooth shaved slit of the African American, launching her tall frame up into the air with a wail a soft splat as his instep found its target to her engorged steroid fuelled clit, slicing it length ways in a gush of sex blood. Ms Lincoln sobbed, rolling in a ball of pain in the sand and received another meaty kick before Gregg landed a drop kick into the muscled back of the big Bull.

Now the black haired white boy had the chocolate Asians full attention, while the mahogany Amazon crawled away to nurse her hurts. Gregg bounced off the wall ducked a swinging right fist from the big male and slipped behind the slower more muscled fighter. Mr Gupta roared and swung round to chase the fleeing white man only to receive a back heel straight into his pods. The Bengali groaned but Staggered after the dark haired boy who blocked a punt for his own sack, and then ducking under another fist chopped a perfect decapitating blow to the base of the big man?s cock. The engorged meat made a sloshing sound and Gupta howled a protest at this cut to the very root of his prowess. The Bull wobbled his eyes rolling back in his head giving Gregg his chance. His last two practice fights had been against men, and Mr Cox had taught him well the ways of the cock fighter. In the first he had allowed him to bite off an African muscle mans tool to end the contest and in the last match, only a week ago he had given him detailed instructions in pod crushing.

Mrs Gupta had regained consciousness in a world of pain, left tit burst and destroyed, clit near bitten through, but she had survived worse and rolling over forced herself back to her feet by clawing at the wooded sides of the arena, her head spinning from blood loss. Glaring around through the slit of her right eye she spotted the kneeling retching figure of the black gladiatrix who had so nearly destroyed her. Ms Lincoln was still suffering from the effects of the kicks of the chocolate Bull when with a wail the heavy weight wife doped onto her back, both large Asian hands wrapping them around her already swollen and fluid filled mummeries and with another yell of triumph proceeded to milk the udders of the captured Black. The African American screamed as fire erupted across her chest and the sand was splattered with jets of pink liquid as both teats ruptured and gushed milk lymph and blood onto the pit floor. To the Asian Queen?s revenge was sweet and she intended to take both coal black nipples to mount in her trophy case. To add to the mahogany dagger dykes agony the matriarch also fastened her teeth into her neck and was biting for the jugular of the younger women.

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Lincoln screamed and sobbed as she tried to prize away the probing hands and then the blood started to flow down her neck as the older bitch bit into her flesh. In desperation she ignored the flame in her milker and reached her hands above her head to search out the Asians one good eye. The Bengali took just too long to realise what the African American was doing and kept her teeth clenched tight a few seconds longer than she should have. The big women lurched back wailing, the long fore finger of the Black still up to the knuckle in her left eye socket. The finger popped free as a shrieking Mrs Gupta clawed at her face and regained her feet still wailing, and it was from the kneeing position between her meaty legs that Ms Lincoln finally took the Asian matrons clit. A two handed grab for the already torn and ripped meat was rewarded with a tearing sound, and an even louder howl from the chocolate gladiatrix as she collapsed unconscious for the second time. Ms Lincoln dizzy from her own injuries held her offal trophy up for the crowd to admire and then fainted across her victim.

Desexing the already injured Desi Bull was the white Stag?s final task tonight, and one he was going to enjoy. Gregg leapt at the dazed male, cart wheeled and enclosed the Indian mans thick neck in a crushing scissors, and now hanging upside down across his round torso the Scot fastened his hands around the already battered seeds of the older male and wrenched up with all his strength, twisting and crushing as he did so. The Bull screamed a terrified high pitched wail and beat at the muscled thighs that had his head captured and his mouth and nose stick fast into the taller slimmer Stag?s ass. Mr Gupta staggered and fell, but his head still stayed stuck fast in the noose of Gregg's powerful thighs, chocking him out as he punched and tore at the smooth slick buns and red ass of his executioner. Gregg had got a real taste for this in his first fight, and Cox had told him was a natural Cock Killer even without having had his teeth strengthened and sharpened ready for tonight?s cock fight. First the sack was torn and shredded and then the left pod was bitten away to high pitched screams and a vicious violation of the white boy?s ass by nearly the whole fist of the Bengali.

Gregg was now bleeding badly himself and Gupta had managed to get his other fist onto his pod sack and was returning the bites with rips and crushes, but in his weakened state the mature Bull could not match the muscled Stag for fight winning brutality, and his hands fell way when Gregg spat out his last seed pod onto the sand and laughed hysterically at what he had done, But the Scot was not finished yet. No survivors were his orders; a living family member would only lead to feuds in the future. The Bull?s last air was expanded in a guttural bellow as Gregg bit hard and deep into the base of the engorged throbbing Desi's tool, closing his eyes to avoid the spray and wash of blood that immediately started to coat him in crimson. The Bull followed this with airless silent screams as having fasten into the meat Gregg worked his head sideways and tore the cock out by its root, and the convulsing big male quickly slumped into oblivion from blood loss and agony overload as his sex was taken from him. Covered in gore Gregg retrieved the offal from the sand and grinning wobbled across to the Pit wall to lean panting with exhaustion watching Ms Lincoln finish off the dead mans son. The boy was begging and screaming as she stole his balls, and then took her time to slowly twisting and ripping his tool from the naked body, but by then he was mercifully unconscious from blood loss.

Suddenly a scream of fury, cut off half way, turning it into a gurgling gasp made Gregg lurch away from the wall of the arena, raising his arms to ward off whatever threat was descending on him from above. A cautious glance as he assumed his fight stance told him however all was safe. Holding on with a death grip to the wooden rail that went around the top of the pits sides was YuYu, her green and flowered silk summer dress hoicked up to her waist showing off her bare ass. Greggs view of her slick and abused sex was however obscured by the slowly purple shading face of the Desi princess Zena Gupta. The Bengali girl must have been at the back of the seating and thus taken some time to fight her way through the crowd, strip off naked as any entrant to the Pit must be, and then clambered over the side with the intention of dropping with all her vengeance on the white fucker who was in the process of destroying her family.

She had however neglected to check on the whereabouts of her mortal enemy YuYu. Gregg?s sex slave had stalked her foe and awaited her chance and then as the Desi teen was about to execute her move snaked over the side of the barrier and claimed her tender loins around the head of the other young vixen. As Gregg watched the Chinese beauty proceeded to tighten her hold around the neck of the other young thing as the chocolate princess struggled, two foot above the sand of the arena. The Asian babe was not finished yet and the oriental girl was biting her lip against her anguish as the other vixen stabbed and probed into her ass, forcing a sharpen thumb into the other kittens vagina and started to slice and dice in an attempt to gain freedom. Zena was bicycling her legs to try and force her body free, her tender numb clearly on show between her sweaty cunt lips. Greggs side handed finger dagger punch flattened and ripped the juicy clit, showering him with the girls blood, and the Desi princess went rigged, her brain overloaded with the pain.

Taking advantage of this halt in her foes struggles YuYu lowered her victim to tip toe on the sand, loosened her now extended grip on the rail and with one hand ripped the silk dress from top to bottom off of her hot oiled body, leaving her nude to the flickering glare of the torches fire. Gregg saw Zena eyes flicker back to awareness, and take in the fact that she was no longer being hung from the muscled thighs of the oriental kitten, but it was all too late for her. The Chinese bitch moved like lightening now, she was naked and could enter the pit to fight, pushing herself away from the wall and tumbling over as she plummeted towards the sand. Zena?s neck broke with the sound of a pistol shot and as YuYu sat up to take the cheers of the crowd the sightless eyes of the Desi beauties head between her legs stared towards the smoke blackened ceiling of the duelling room, while the chocolate girls hot firm tits and dripping well used cunt indented the sand. However ,even though as she told Gregg afterwards as they fucked atop the carcass of the dead girl?s mother, it was no fun taking trophies from a dead bitch, but she still felt that honour demanded she rip out the chocolate kittens ?kitty? for a keepsake.

Young Mr Graham clapped the blood coated victors the loudest. Another rival family eliminated before they could become a threat to the established order.


John,

Hoped you liked that folks, enough trophies stuffed and mounted on the wall to even satisfy Mike??

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Are there any more stories in this series. Great story btw.