Who will fight Kate Upton for the Crown of Death Pit Queen?

[Ted Mark]

First these two big breasted girls fight to the DEATH

Girl #1 Leanna Decker Girl #2 Shay Lauren:

for the right to fight the QUEEN!

[mcgoll]

***Hope you don't mind, I decided to write a version of the voted decision. Even though I personally voted for the brunette.***

The Queen sat on her throne, overlooking the ceremonial fight pit that she ruled over. Trying to look as bored as possible while secretly eyeing up the the two fighters below. In just a few days she'd be down there, combating whoever survived tonight's event.

Despite the gladiatrix programs having advanced over the years, the death pit was unchanged since ancient times. A ten foot circle, ten feet deep, a sandy floor with rough wood paneling on all sides. Both contestants were already lowered in, waiting in their arbitrary "corners."

The relatively small crowd pressed around the ring, waiting for the fighters to be officially announced. They didn't have to wait long before the unseen announcer started. Large T.V. screens playing along to the words spoken.

"All right fight fans, as I'm sure you all already know, tonight is a special night for one of these femme fatales." The video above just played the deathpits standard opening video, a rapidfire collage of various fighters in the pit. "Whoever climbs out the victor will get a chance at toppling the current reigning Queen and stealing her throne." Cut to Kate, sitting imperiously on her throne in her special viewing box, away from the crammed together audience. "But who are our potential Queen killers anyway?" A quick shot of the two women, for viewers at home and at gladiatrix bars.

"First up we have... LEANNA!" The busty redhead had, in typical tradition, decided to enter already nude, large breasts heaving with excitement. "This delicious ginger hellcat is no unknown for those of you having watched any deathmatches at the pleasure palace lately." On screen, clips ran of Leanna, in a variety of lingerie outfits in different stages of destruction. Each clip showed her fighting in the pleasure palace, a fighting joint where two women always fought over a man. Surrounded by plush finery she savagely tore apart opponent after opponent on screen. "With twelve kills to her credit, Leanna is overqualified for an attempt on the Queen's life. Will she go the distance tonight?" Leanna and the crowd both got fired up as the longest clip played out overhead, it showed her on her back, getting vigorously fucked by some man she couldn't even remember the name of, the catch being that she hugged a petite Asian woman to her chest. Smothering the weakly resisting woman as a ten inch cock brought her to juicy orgasm. "Let's see who she's up against."

"That would be, my personal favourite mine you, the brunette SHAY!" In opposition to Leanna, the bouncy brunette Shay wore a full panties and bra outfit, the bra two sizes too small, to push up her crowd pleasing tits. "I've made good money in the past betting on this notorious titfighter, does she have what it takes to make me some more?" On screen a topless Shay fought with her hands tied behind her back, she was indeed a celebrated titfighter. Clip after clip showed her in a variety of venues, smothering, battering and charging tits first into every opponent. "With fifteen kills that we know of, I think it's a safe bet we'll be seeing this wonderful gladiatrix in the ring again soon." The last few clips were more strait up brawls, while Shay still ended each match with a smother, she'd started to prove herself a good all-round fighter too.

Both women charged as the announcer ended his spiel, the deathpit didn't have any formal start and it would have been entirely legal for the to start the fight during their intros. Although most women waited through their announcement videos, there was a particularly talked-about time when a fight had actually ended before the dead fighters video had even been played. The announcer changed up his talk a bit to account for it and quickly spliced the clip of the blonde being brutally stomped into the wood paneling into the end of her own segment.

Leanna struck first, screaming in rage as she charged into the grinning brunette. Her fist missed it's mark, sailing past Shay's ear as the smaller woman ducked to the side. The redhead's yell was cut short as a hard fist buried right into her diaphragm, causing her charge to falter as she stumbled forward.

Shay didn't relent, twisting right around she kicked out, striking soft ass cheek and sending her opponent sprawling to the sand. If she was fast she could finish this fight without any injury, maybe even take Kate out tomorrow night. The brunette jumped forward to land on Leanna's back.

While she wasn't typically considered a good technical fighter, Leanna had been struck enough to not be taken out by a few minor hits. She rolled quickly to the side as Shay slammed to the dirt knee first, a blow that could have ended the fight right there. Swinging her leg around she connected with the surprised brunette's lower back, face planting her in the sand. Another kick, this time to the shoulder knocked the recovering woman away further.

Shay's tits had popped out of the small bra cups, she'd planned to remove it herself but had no time to lament as Leanna pounced on her. A fist crushed into her eye and she screamed as she struck back blindly. Luckily she connected with a solid hook to the jaw and stunned the dominant redhead. Pushing back hard she got her hand right underneath a heavy breast and shoved Leanna back.

The Queen made mental notes as the two women briefly brawled on their knees, trading blows in a one-to-one fashion. Leanna was heavier, and her blows had more force behind them. But Shay's kept up by being better aimed, with the brunette's knuckles dragging across skin in a particularly painful manner. Right then Kate decided Shay was the more dangerous fighter, given opportunity she could finish fights with precision violence.

Despite the heavy betting against her, Leanna seemed to be gaining the upper hand. A cut above her eye was nearly blinding but her heavy punches were wearing Shay out quickly. Smelling victory, the redhead made an adrenaline fueled charge. To the surprise of everyone, most of all the exhausted Shay, Leanna got a foot placed in the sand and launched forward. Her knee connected with the brunette's face with a satisfying crunch right before they both slammed to the sand, Leanna's bare crotch landing painfully on Shay's chin.

Shay moaned with dismay as she her body failed to respond, trying to get up resulted in a wave of nausea. All feeling went away though when her redheaded opponent's bloody knee smashed down on the brunette's upturned face.

Leanna flipped Shay over, happily grinding the no-doubt broken nose into sand and grit. Scooping sand in she neatly suffocated the twitching woman for a full minute, holding her head down while punching her shoulder and back.

When Shay was finally let up is was to cough out muddy clumps of bloody sand. She tried to scream as Leanna, in pleasure palace fashion, dug sharp nails in under her panties. Vomiting up more gritty bile, she passed out as her panties soaked with blood and piss.

Done with the spectacle, Leanna gripped both of the limp brunette's legs by the ankles. Bending the champion titfighter backwards she dropped ass-first onto brown hair, delighting in the loud crack from Shay's back as it was bent past breaking point.

Flipping Shay over, Leanna placed a foot on the broken face and looked up at the slowly clapping Kate. Dragging a thumb across her neck, the redhead indicated the blonde Queen was next.

Kate was unafraid, she'd killed plenty of women bigger than herself. Shay, with her skill might have been a real danger, but Leanna was just another tough broad that got by with power alone.

[Ted Mark]

ARE YOU GETTING HOT FOR THIS?


Leanna DeckerKate Upton

Leanna DeckerKate Upton

[mcgoll]

Leanna was given a week to recover from her victory over Shay, the redhead took two days before challenging the eagerly waiting Queen.

Once again, the redheaded challenger chose to start in the nude, showing off for the assembled crowd as she waited for Kate to enter the pit. Unlike the previous match, she'd be forced to await the announcements before being joined. Until then, the royal blonde sat on her throne, possibly for the last time.

Being the challenger, Leanna's intro was once again read out first. The voice boomed out, "Welcome once again fight fans, tonight is the night we've all been waiting for. A prizefight for the crown, who will be our new Queen?" The T.V.s above showed a different intro than usual, instead viewers got to witness a rapid edit of dozens of previous Queen matches, bloody sands and triumphant killers quickly showing the last ten years worth of royal succession. "First up, those of you not hiding under a rock will recognize this feisty redhead, LEANNA!" The video shifted to showing the challenger as she was two nights ago, standing proudly over the fresh corpse of Shay. "While I didn't give her good odds earlier in the week I've got to admit, she may have what it takes to be Queen. But can she earn it?" Leanna's intro video had all her previous kills in it, victory poses over a dozen bodies. "Thirteen kills to her name, is she any match for..."

"KATE!" The blonde's intro was much more impressive, two dozen kills spread across every venue before she ever even tried for the crown, each was flashed across the screen. "With fifteen challengers buried, our reigning Queen is considered by some, including me, to be unstoppable." The video shifted to her Death Pit kills, some gruesome sights loomed over Leanna's head. "It's been three weeks since her last challenger match, here's hoping I don't lose another bet, I'm not paid very well folks!"

Kate, wearing her royal panties (black silk with a gold frilly band) dropped the ten feet into the sand. She was still on one knee when Leanna charged her, screaming in excitement as she ran at the disadvantaged blonde. Fully prepared for the underhanded start, Kate dove to the side and expertly rolled to her feet as the redhead barely avoided slamming right into the wooden wall.

Leanna skittered on grit as she twisted and went after the nimbly moving Kate. Swinging high she didn't watch the Queen's footwork and was taken by surprise when a clump of sand was kicked right up into her face.

The Queen, prepared to fight tactically against the redhead, ducked a blind swing and stepped in close, smashing a tightly balled fist into undefended ribs. When Leanna flinched and backpedaled she kept on her. A punch to the midsection brought Leanna's head down and a followup uppercut sent her crashing to the sand in a heap.

Leanna snarled in anger as she thrashed wildly so stop the blonde from finishing her. A second later the dust settled and she noticed Kate hanging back, fists raised. Getting to her feet without taking her eyes off her opponent, the redheaded challenger advanced with her own stance at the ready.

The redhead feinted left then struck with her right. Only to hit air as Kate launched a salvo into her left shoulder and breast. Swinging her arm out wide got her blocked by a steady hand as the Queen drove a perfect strait shot into her chin. Pushed back she stumbled as one foot was stepped on, doubled over as a knee perfectly struck her tender cunt (the past two days it had seen a lot of use) and finally shrieked in pain as her hair was roughly grabbed in two hands.

Kate brought her knee up again, trying to drive it higher than she held Leanna's head over and over again. By the third hit the redhead wasn't screaming anymore, by the fifth she didn't even fight back and by the seventh the blonde fully supported the limp challenger. Whipping Leanna's head up, Kate shoved her back against the wall.

The crowd above felt the impact as Kate slammed knee first into Leanna's crotch as the redhead slumped against the wall. As the unconscious woman collapsed forward, the brutal Queen grabbed her by the forehead and threw her right back with a sickening crack.

Spinning her doomed opponent around, Kate ground the once beautiful features against harsh unrelenting wood. Lifting her blood covered knee up between slack thighs as she repeatedly smashed the redhead's face into the Death Pit's wall.

When Leanna was finally allowed to fall back to the sand it was in a muddy puddle of her own fluids. An unrecognizable face and destroyed cunt had left two bloody patches that would be left to stain the Queen's territory. Kate placed a foot between the two large breasts and let out her customary victory yell, it would be at least a few weeks before anyone was foolish enough to consider challenging her again.

[mcgoll]

***A precursor match to Shay's meeting with Leanna, a titsmother deathmatch***

Several weeks before Shay attempted to become the new Death Pit Queen, she found herself being challenged to her favourite style of match. A deathmatch titfight, both fighters would enter with their wrists bound behind their back, although a clever and/or flexible fighter could bring them up in front. Aside from the tied hands, rules were simple, no direct punches (grabs and chokes are 100% fine) and no kicks above the panties (neither fighter wore belts).



The night of the fight, Shay found herself waiting patiently in her corner. The chosen boxing ring was small, eight feet across, and her blonde opponent waiting just opposite her for the intros to be made.

The announcer/referee started with Shay's opponent. "Welcome to another exciting match fight fans, tonight we have a one-sided grudge match, titsmother finishes only!" The blonde had challenged Shay for having killed her friend some weeks ago, although that had been a more private bedroom match and the brunette had been allowed to have her hands untied to torture her opponent once the doomed woman was unconscious. "Here in the red corner, I give you the blonde brawler, GEMMA!"


The crowd cheered on the blonde as the ref stepped forward and delicately undid the straps of the blonde's bra. With both large, soft boobs exposed he continued. "Looking to avenge her friend, this feisty blonde plans to kill our favourite titfighting brunette for your viewing pleasure!" Gemma was typically more interested in pro-style matches, subjecting foes to painful holds and brutal punches, she'd suggested a titfight as she never suspected Shay would agree to anything but her standard match type (had she made such a challenge Shay would have actually accepted, and been demolished by the skilled blonde). "With nine kills to her credit, this delicious brawler just needs to survive tonight to be able to challenge one of the reigning gladiatrix Queens! Of course, not it her opponent had anything to say about it." Leaving Gemma to her impatient pacing, the ref moved across the small ring.

"Here, in the blue corner, we have that very opponent. I'm proud to present to you, my very own frequent lover, the brunette sensation SHAY!" As the ref pulled down Shay's top with one hand he also yanked on his black and white striped shorts. Continuing his spiel as Shay happily serviced his rock hard cock, "No stranger to the titfight game, my betting on this beautiful brunette to come out on top." There was no conflict of interest here, everyone knew the ref would happily cheer Gemma on if she killed his lover right in front of him. "Also with nine kills, this looks to be a proving match, the winner being able to move on to possible Queendom very soon." At present, Shay had no sights on a crown, the current titsmother Queen being far far too dangerous to challenge. "Well, much as I'd like to keep this up, you people are probably waiting for a fight." The ref tucked his member away, hopefully for only a few minutes if the winner couldn't even wait to leave the ring for a victory fuck. "Good luck girls, and may the best breasts win!"

With the ref backed away and the start bell ringing out both women charged chest forward at one another. Gemma tried for the classic tit first charge and threw herself forward, only to overbalance as Shay ducked to one side. The brunette pivoted and rolled alongside her surprised blonde opponent, gripping cream-coloured panties with her tied-together hands, Shay ripped them upwards. As Gemma shrieked at the material wedging into her cunt, Shay kicked the back of her knee, toppling the blonde brawler to the mat.

Gemma was used to having her hands free and hit the mat face first, gasping in pain as her tits took most of the damage. She rolled around quickly though, ending up on her knees only to find that Shay was also on the floor. The hated brunette had her knees up at her chin as she switched her tied hands from behind to in front. Screaming in rage, Gemma charged forward, throwing herself bodily at the still prone trickster.

Shay just got her hands up in time as Gemma tried to crush her. This was only the second time she'd ever succeeded in doing so in a deathmatch, and she was going to make sure it was worth it. Gripping a soft tit in each hand she twisted them hard in opposite directions. Already bruised, she knew what kind of pain this must be inflicting on the screaming blonde. Lifting her knee up into Gemma's crotch she launched the blonde to the side, skin under her nails from where the momentum had torn those soft tits from her hands.

Smashing hard into the mat, Gemma had only just rolled to her back when Shay landed on her stomach. Unable to throw punches the brunette instead grabbed her by the hair and ripped her upwards. Smashed face first into surprisingly hard tits, Gemma couldn't defend herself as she was over and over again subjected to the humiliating punishment. A stiff nipple poked her right in the eye, blinding her a second before she was thrown back to the mat, head hitting painfully on the durable surface.

Gripping her blonde challenger by the throat, Shay hauled the dazed woman up, lifting a knee between her legs to take any remaining fight out of her. Shoving hard, she launched the blonde back into the blue corner, grinning as Gemma no doubt got whiplash, her head rocketing backwards into the blue fabric.

There was a general chant of "Smother, smother, smother!" as Shay charged into her doomed foe. Smashing her tits right into Gemma's raising face she crushed the blonde head back against the turnbuckle. Hugging blue fabric she crushed her perfect tits down in a sealed smother, continuously lifting her knee into Gemma's undefended crotch to massive effect.

By the time the victory bell rang out, Gemma's crotch was a blood soaked mess. Shay stepped to the side and let the dead woman collapse in a heap. Skipping around the ring to cheers of her name, the excited brunette shook her hands in celebration. This would however be the last time she ever entered a titsmother deathmatch, from now on she wanted to be allowed to punch her opponents.

[mcgoll]

***Another precursor fight! I guess it's just a productive day for me. This one is one of Leanna's earliest deathmatches***

The Pleasure Palace was unique among all the gladiatrix venues. While many allowed men being fought over to take part in the match, the Palace was the only place where that was a necessary part of each fight. The deeply personal nature of the fights made sure that even the non-fatal matches typically started grudges that ended with one fighter dead.

Leanna, new to the world of fighting was already seen as a natural. With three kills in her first month, she would either become a famous deathdealer or burn out and be killed, no in between was possible. Her ease of setting up this particular match was considered proof of such. Setting her sights on a married man, Leanna challenged a huge chested black fighter to a private Pleasure Palace match over him. Married as he was, the man still saw no issue in this and hungrily watched as Leanna beat, tortured and finally executed the outmatched woman while fucking him.

The next day Leanna attached the video of the secret match to an open deathmatch challenge against the man's wife. Any time at the Pleasure Palace, Leanna promised to kill the woman and steal her man. That night, they faced off in the plush, pillow covered room of the "Eastern Princess Suite."


Leanna, as the challenger was introduced first by the excited husband, who would act as announcer for the LIVE feed camera (tonight would not be private, thousands would watch as one woman died over him). Standing between the snarling women, who kneeled on pillows as he pointed a dramatic hand at the redhead. "Welcome fight fans to yet another Pleasure Palace deathmatch featuring up and comer LEANNA!" Everyone watching at home watched as a quick clip of Leanna choking her black opponent was played, the current announcer fucking her from behind. "Back again for her fourth such match, can this redhot killer in the black garters and stockings go the distance once again? Or are these her last moments as she prepares to fight my very own wife..."


"SUNNY!" The topless brunette pounded her fist into an open palm as she glared death at her opponent. "While I fully intend to stand by whoever wins tonight, I'd like to save a little face by wishing my brunette champion luck. This will be her sixth time fighting over me, third time as a married woman." Those watching got to see a quick clip show of six previous bouts, a good ten seconds at the end of which was devoted to Sunny's marriage match, in the Palace's Honeymoon Suite she and an equally endowed blonde fought in white lingerie with veils. Sunny beat the blonde to death in a gruelling thirty minute match. "Well, that's enough build-up, if I wait any longer they'll just attack with me in the middle. Good luck ladies, may the best lover win!" Neither woman took it as an insult, both knowing their own sexual skills were far superior to the bitch across the small room.

Despite the heated rivalry, neither woman charged, instead approaching cautiously with their hands outstretched, ready for anything. Taking some practice swipes at one another it was the impatient Leanna who made the first true attack. Surging forward she took a punch to the jaw but rammed into Sunny, carrying them both to the soft floor, the brunette on the bottom.

After the initial fall knocked the air out of both women they started back up as one. Flailing punches and slaps as they rolled across the pillow-strewn floor. Sunny had a handful of red hair while Leanna had a vice-like grip on one perky tit. With their free hands they beat each other around the head and chests, kicking when they could.

Sunny, being the more experienced fighter, managed to hook both legs around Leanna's waist and flip to being on top. Raking her nails across the redhead's face she was rewarded with a pitched shriek of pain. Laughing she wound up for a devastating slam but was interrupted by a wildly swung slap across the face. Stunned for a second, she didn't defend at all as Leanna got her bearings and strait punched her right on the chin.

As Sunny went limp and collapsed backwards, Leanna wrapped her long legs tightly around the brunette's middle. Holding the stunned Sunny still with one hand she began repeatedly smashing a fist into the woman's ribs. It took a few rapid punches before the pain brought Sunny back and she began thrashing to get free.

Leanna shrieked with victory as she felt Sunny's rib crack beneath her brutal pounding. As the brunette screamed in pain, Leanna let go and shoved her off. In getting up she accidentally smashed a legging covered knee up under Sunny's bruised chin, clacking the screaming woman's teeth together and knocking her to her back.

With Sunny clutching her side and crying out in pain, Leanna took her time recovering. Standing up, she stomped down heavily with her heel, grinding it into the brunette's right nipple. When Sunny tried to knock her leg away she knee dropped right onto the terrified woman's throat. Leaning in close she wrapped her fingers around the gasping woman's neck and whispered in her ear. "You know what's funny, bitch? I'm only gonna fuck him for a few days. A week from now? He'll be with some chick that didn't even have to earn him." As Sunny cried in desperation, her redheaded challenger choked her unconscious.

Several gladiatrix bars were filled with cheers as the redhead tied Sunny's hand's behind her back with a blood covered legging. Stuffing the other legging into the brunette's mouth she straddled the woman, digging both hands in underneath the black-lace panties. Sunny was forced to watch as her man's cock slid easily into Leanna's slick pussy inches from her face.

Leanna expertly kept her doomed opponent pinned with one knee as she stretched her other leg out wide to give her new man better access. She dug her nails in deep to soft cunt until Sunny passed out from pain. Withdrawing bloody hands she reached down and once again wrapped her hands around the woman's throat. Cumming all over the dying brunette's face as she choked the life from her for good.

Holding true to her promise, Leanna left the man she'd killed twice to be with after just four days. Not wanting to get tied down she immediately set her sights on another couple. The petite Asian girlfriend didn't look like much to the redhead.

[Ted Mark]

This is becoming an actual action packed novel! My eye balls is dry and needs .

[tomt]

i'd take on ms. upton myself,

'cept she is taller than me,

and would most likely win ...