WARNING: This is an extreme fantasy with absolutely no founding in reality. If extremish violence and/or fatal-finish combat disturb you then do not read further, seriously.

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Eva: A brothel favourite, for multiple reasons. Eva is one of the few women to have engaged in more than one deathmatch at the Club brothel. She has also been taken slave a total of eight times, each time being sold to the brothel, where she is always a favoured whore. Eva always comes back to her boyfriend, Trev, after each release, such as right now.
Fun Fact: The last deathmatch Eva fought she technically lost. Begging for mercy she was perma-slaved, later being traded to the brothel madam, and then released.

Eva walked as quickly as she could through the apartment's hallway. The unfortunate part of having the penthouse suite, was that if you wanted to sneak in, it took going up a lot of stairs. And Eva couldn't risk being seen. She pulled her silk robe tighter, as if the bright white would hide her at all.

She was within view of the penthouse doors when an apartment door opened to the side, Eva froze.

Her neighbour, a redhead with a huge bust, walked out. She was naked, dragging a limp and bloodied brunette by the hair. She also froze, when she noticed Eva standing in the hall.

Both Eva and the redhead looked down at the clearly dead woman on the ground. The redhead then looked Eva up and down before finally talking, "You going to kill his new girl?" They'd been neighbours for years, and she undoubtably new about Eva's previous killings.

Eva nodded.

"Then I didn't see you here, and you didn't see-" she motioned downwards, "This either."

Eva nodded again and walked on, her neighbour dragging the brunette over to the elevator.

Every members-only apartment building had staff used to body disposal. As long as there were no witnesses, nobody would follow up on a body found in the elevator. Eva hoped to put another one there soon.

She got to her apartment without any further problems, the door was unlocked, Trev had left it that way for her. Preparing herself, she opened her robe, baring her magnificient breasts, and walked through the door.

She was immediately grabbed by the hair and ran across the room, slamming face first into the wall. Trev's new girl had been ready for her.

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Trev's New Girl
Veronica: When Eva was perma-slaved in the brothel ring, Trev fucked the winner all night long (in front of a brutally beaten Eva). The next night he shacked up with Veronica. For the past two months, Veronica tried to buy Eva with intent to execute her for Trev's pleasure. Now, with Eva free, she has set up an ambush within an ambush. A brothel regular like Eva, this will be Veronica's third private deathmatch for Trev.
Fun Fact: A big fan of the Club classic "blowjob ambush" attack. Both of the women she's killed for Trev never saw her coming. Yanking unsuspecting sluts off his cumming cock before beating them to death.

Veronica wore the black satin robe she was famous for (and matching panties, she liked to start off a fight with clothing before stripping down for the finish). Eva had worn a white parody of Veronica's usual outfit. Pissed off at that, Veronica threw Eva to the floor in disgust, trying to make her hit head first.

Eva's head was spinning as she hit the ground on her shoulder. The first thing she managed to focus on was Trev, sitting to the side, fully erect as he watched intently. Her vision cleared as she felt rage at the betrayal.

"You honestly thought you'd take me by surprise?" Veronica walked around her downed foe. "Everybody knows you've done this half a dozen fucking times. You wuss out of a fight, get fucked for six months, then get free and Trev takes you back." She leaned in close, firmly grabbing Eva's hair , "This time though-"

Eva's knee came up under Veronica's chin, whatever threat she'd been about to utter died on her tongue as she bit it. She spat out a mouthful of blood, before Eva's follow-up kick blasted right in between her tits.

Veronica was thrown back against the wall. Her head cracking against the spot she'd just rammed Eva's face into. She slid onto her ass, groaning in pain.

Screaming in fury, Eva was on her in a second. Both hands grabbed Veronica by the head and smashed her repeatedly back into the wall.

Veronica got her own hands up, shoving an arm under Eva's jaw. She managed to shove the busty brunette off.

Trev couldn't decide who to root for as the two brunette's clinched up, throwing punches into one another's midsections. Eva, who he'd enjoyed on and off for years. Or Veronica, who apart from being something new, had multiple times proven both her willingness to kill for him and her complete mastery of sexual arts.

He believed his problem solved when Veronica managed to latch onto Eva's hair again, yanking Trev's former lover side to side. He chuckled at Eva's gasp of pain when Veronica's knee slammed into the battered woman's stomach.

Eva was lifted into the air by a second knee to the ribs. Doubling over, she was perfectly lined up for a third knee, this time to the jaw. She hit the ground hard, for the second time in as many minutes, she was tits up on the ground.

Veronica slammed her hands down on Eva's shoulders, using her weight to pin the struggling brunette. Suddenly enjoying the tactic, she brought her knee up into Eva's soft silken panties.

Eva screamed, as it felt like her pelvis shattered.

Down the hallway, the redheaded neighbour came out of her apartment. She'd heard Eva's scream even over the apartment's muffled rooms. With her own evening entertainment finished, she'd wait to see who won the fight next door.

Back inside the suite, Veronica was laughing wildly as she placed her ass on Eva's bruised stomach. She took her hands off the barely moving woman's shoulders, preparing to remove her robe. It was her mother's, and she didn't want to get blood on it (her mother had been a talented club fighter, although not talented enough to avoid being found dead in an elevator several years ago).

Eva lashed out, clipping Veronica on the chin. Blood sprayed in an arc as Veronica once again bit her tongue, falling backwards off of Eva.

Clawing her way on top, Eva smacked the coughing Veronica hard with the back of her hand. She viciously followed it up with a punch that split her own knuckles on Veronica's face.

Letting her hurt knuckles rest, she dug into Veronica's tits, twisting and tearing as hard as she could. When Veronica finally shook off the big blow, it was only to scream in pain as her tits got ravaged.

Trev leaned forward as he saw the end nearing. Eva always liked for him to be inside her when she finished off an opponent.

With her good hand, Eva punched Veronica unconscious before starting in again on the swollen and bleeding boobs. Her sharpened nails slicing into tender titflesh as easily as they ever did.

Trev took his place behind Eva, waiting for her to lean forward. Instead she scooted her ass up till she was sitting on Veronica's mangled chest. Wrapping fingers around the broken brunette's throat, she squeezed.

Veronica gurgled, choking just as much on blood as on Eva's squeezing. Her legs kicked weakly, before stopping completely.

Eva put all her weight on her hands, feeling her white panties soak with cum and Veronica's blood. Even after the last twitch, she just squeezed harder and moaned orgasmically.


Finally letting go, she gasped for breath, then used her own robe to wipe the blood from her hands. Throwing the red-stained white cloth to the side.

When Trev tried to touch her, Eva swatted his hands away. He'd betrayed her, so she was done with him. She had always known that he wouldn't hesitate to fuck any woman who defeated her, even if it meant fucking the hypothetical bitch on Eva's corpse. But he'd never given someone else an advantage before, if he did it now, he'd do it again.

Eva stripped the brunette of her signature robe, then used her hair to drag her to the door. Trev gave up on her almost immediately, deciding to go to the brothel instead. Maybe the next time Eva was slaved he'd get a chance to fuck her.

The redhead was waiting in the hallway when Eva dragged her own limp and bloodied brunette to the elevator. She smirked at the victorious Eva, "I was worried there for a minute, the whore put up a good fight then?"

Eva placed Veronica in the elevator spread eagle, tits up. Hitting the ground floor she turned to go back and get some inconspicuous clothes (maybe something a little less blood soaked). Passing by the neighbour she just nodded.

The redhead nodded, "Yeah, her bitch of a mother did too."