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.
The Talent Scout
Chapter IV
The Big Leagues
Ready for the fight of her life, Summer stood proudly in her corner. The woman standing across from her wasn’t the real opponent though, that match was soon to come.
The venue was one of the most unique the city held, “The Rings of Death.” Four full sized boxing rings surrounding and locking in a dirt-filled pit. Once per month it found eight pro fighters willing to duke it out in the the four rings, the winners could then enter the dirt pit, almost all did. By the end of the night, only one woman stood alive in the dirt, typically made muddy by the spilled blood.
Summer stood on the outer corner of one of the boxing rings, glaring right over the shoulder of her soon-to-be opponent, staring with hatred across the arena to the opposed ring. The redhead she was really here for, given a choice, she’d have killed her in the first fight and left without risking any further harm.
Bianca: Even with her back to Summer, Bianca knew exactly where the brunette was looking, at her perfect ass! The redhead was excited to finally kill her brunette foe, having challenged her to sign up for this brutal melee just for that reason. In the past few months, their frequent fights had only gotten more heated. Starting with Bianca’s absolute destruction of the rookie brunette, they had already battled over a dozen times professionally, and several more times privately. The redhead took great pleasure in beating Summer near death and fucking Wyatt in front of her; those times Summer won though, she took some satisfaction out of the fact that the brunette was prevented from killing her by witnesses and LIVE camera feeds. Tonight though, the brunette would die, she still hadn’t decided how yet.
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With a countdown starting to the first matches, all four to begin simultaneously, Summer finally turned her attention to the Asian woman that stood between her and the pit.
Ruri: Standing opposite Summer was the already completely naked Asian fighter Ruri. While her homeland doesn’t have the same style of disparate fighting leagues for pro fighters, the busty Asian has been particularly enjoying challenging pros from the titfighter’s league while visiting the city for the past month. Having won six fights in her time visiting, she looks forward to finally killing some of the local fighters before returning home. With her boyfriend in tow, the Asian couple have been minor celebrities, much different from Ruri’s almost unknown status as a low ranked fighter in the Eastern fighting circuit.
Summer and Ruri still had over a minute to the bell, with the widely grinning Asian walking forward first, Summer stalked forward for a face-off. Ruri excitedly rubbed her own tits up and down a she smiled warmly at the impatient Summer. In broken English she started talking as the timer wound down to the imminent violence, “You titties very nice, my man would very much love fuck them!” She said it as a total compliment.
Summer scowled back, still glancing over Ruri’s shoulder at Bianca’s quivering ass, “Well your man’s just going to have to settle for watching these ‘titties’ fucking end you, instead.”
Ruri shook her head, not agreeing with that response, “You surrender now, Ruri make you,” she looked thoughtful, “Fuckslave?” She nodded happily with that, her man loved big boobs, and she wanted a permanent slave for him to titfuck whenever. Summer’s delightful mounds would do perfectly.
Stepping closer, the white netting covering Summer’s bust brushed against Ruri’s hardened nipples as she growled at the slightly shorter woman. “Counter-offer, whore. I beat you to death and your man finds a woman that can actually keep him satisfied to fuck while watching it.” She’d clearly hit a nerve as the now pouting Asian shook with rage as the waited out the last few seconds on the counter.
The crowd counted out the last ten digits with great enthusiasm as Summer and Ruri slowly began circling in the center of their ring.
10!..9!.8!..7!..6!..5!..4!..3!..2!..1!..
DING! DING! DING!
Ruri’s slashing claws dug three shallow furrows across Summer’s cheek as the brunette ducked backwards with the bell, expecting a strike at the face. Her eye twitching from the sudden pain beneath it, Summer’s retaliation was to bury her fist into the Asian’s taut stomach as she rushed her.
Shouldering Ruri right beneath the chin, Summer managed to lift the surprised woman a few inches off the ground as she shoved her stumbling back across the ring. Not letting up, Summer charged fists flying, driving blow after blow into the nude Asian’s large bust as she kept her on her heels.
There was sudden fear in Ruri’s eyes as she was slammed back in to her own corner, flailing wildly, she’d yet to get a solid blow on the oncoming titfighter. Bringing her knee up instinctively, she lucked out and caught Summer right in the barely covered cunt. Gripping the top ropes hard, she brought both legs up, kicking out with both feet as she braced against the turnbuckle. There had only been a foot and a half between them, even the flexible Asian had to knee herself in the tits before striking out to full extension.
In complete surprise, Summer was launched back across the ring by twin kicks just under her heavy breasts. Slamming down hard on her shoulders, she quickly rolled to the side as Ruri narrowly missed knee dropping right on to her spread crotch. Laying on her side, Summer kicked out desperately, her heel digging into the screaming Asian’s ribs and knocking her over as well.
Ruri scrambled to her knees, retreating away from the kicking Summer just as fast as she could. She stopped dead and made a hiccoughing gasp as her brunette enemy kicked straight out though, Summer’s pointed heel driving perfectly between her buttcheeks.
The crowd surrounding Summer and Ruri’s ring had a collective silence with several surprised gasps thrown in as the two fighters froze. Summer’s long heel sunk completely into the bug-eyed Ruri’s ass.
The Asian fighter’s shriek shook the ring as she suddenly launched herself forward, rolling on her should and holding her violated ass as the crowd laughed at her. Tears of rage rolled down her cheeks as she got to wobbly feet opposite the cruelly grinning Summer. Noticing Summer’s now bloody shoe, she shrieked in anger and charged wildly.
Summer had to back up quickly to avoid the first haymaker Ruri threw her way. The busty brunette was still chuckling to herself about the penetrating kick even as Ruri slammed a fist into her jaw. Spitting out blood, she suddenly rushed forward into the oncoming Asian fighter.
Ruri’s ongoing scream was cut off as Summer’s fist buried into her belly, doubling over briefly, her head was snapped back as Summer jumped into her. The brunette’s large bust slamming up under Ruri’s chin cracked the Asian’s head backwards.
Grinning evilly, Summer casually walked around her enemy as the stunned Asian tottered on her heels in the center of the ring. Winding up, the brunette landed a punch right between Ruri’s glazed eyes, throwing her to the ground with a definitive thud.
Ruri rolled limply across the mat, ending up face down. Hauled up by a strong hand digging in to her scalp, the Asian fighter moaned weakly, “Please, please no kill.” Only to have her face mashed down into the floor, crushed by the entirety of Summer’s weight riding down on her skull.
Summer sat down on Ruri’s shoulders, taking time to get comfortable as she tugged on the semi-conscious woman’s hair, wrenching the moaning fighter’s head back at an extreme angle. “Looks like your man’s already found somebody new, bitch.” She forced Ruri to look right out at the front row, where the Asian’s boyfriend was sitting. He was barely paying attention to the destruction of his girlfriend, way more enthralled by the busty blonde currently titfucking his rock-hard member. The blonde was one of the titfighters Ruri had humiliated, and wanted to steal away the Asian fighter’s man in retaliation.
Ruri cried out in anguish as much as pain before Summer smashed her face into the ground. Laughing as Ruri’s man erupted all over the blonde’s breasts, Summer yanked her sputtering enemy out of a pool of blood and broken teeth, then threw all her weight down as hard as she could once more. Over and over again, Summer smashed the twitching woman’s head down until she was sure the foreign fighter was truly dead.
Leaving the naked body of her former opponent in a pool of blood and urine, Summer took a brief victory pose. One foot on the back of Ruri’s head, the dead woman’s formerly bound-up hair splayed out in a blood-soaked halo, Summer stood with her hands on her hips while several cameras took her image. Wasting no time, the brunette practically ran to hop through the ropes for the second stage of her night, the pit.
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Not even bothering to look back at Summer, Bianca knew that her indifference would only piss the brunette off more. Whispering to herself, “You’d better not get too fucked up by that Jap whore, you stupid fucking bitch,” she sized up her own opponent as the other woman pranced across the ring from her.
Denise: A semi-famous bedroom fighter, dubbed the “Prudefighter” by both her fans and enemies, but for different intents. Her enemies using it as an insult, as she always enters combat fully clothed, unlike most bedroom fighters who like to show off their bodies, her fans bragging of the fact that not once has the brunette ever been stripped. Originally just interested in beating down women for their men, Denise quickly realised her true fighting potential and became a pro fighter in the bedroom and apartment circuits. While it’s true she is officially undefeated, her outfit choices do typically allow for the occasional nipple slip and otherwise still show off her perfect figure.
Denise shook her ass for the crowd, striking pose after pose as her fans played an upbeat song that served as her personal theme. She kept exchanging grins with the redhead across from her, both women clearly excited for their imminent fight.
With the counter ticking down, Denise and Bianca both walked forward, swaying their hips as much as possible as they closed together. The brunette tugged on the loose mesh of Bianca’s top, looking her up and down with obvious attraction, “Nice outfit, slut, I can’t wait to choke you with it.” She was nodding approvingly at the black mesh, it was dangerous to wear clothing that could be yanked up around ones neck, much like she herself usually did.
Bianca giggled as if receiving a compliment, “No better than yours, bitch, red is totally gonna be your colour by the time I’m done with you.”
Denise stepped up closer, only an inch taller than the redhead, she smirked as the sheer fabric of her top did nothing to stop the feel of her hardened nipples digging in right above Bianca’s own. “God damn you turn me on, I can’t wait to use those pigtails to ride your fucking face.” The brunette loved cock, but nothing got her off quite like abusing her opponents, all the better if she didn’t have to worry about keeping them alive through it.
10!..9!.8!..7!..6!..5!..
Hearing the crowd begin counting down the final few seconds till the bell, both women started breathing heavily with excitement. Neither was willing to back away, guaranteeing the match would begin well within arms reach.
4!..3!..2!..1!..
DING! DING! DING!
As Denise was still raising her arm to backhand Bianca the redhead beat her to first blood. Bianca lunged forward, smashing her forehead right into the brunette’s nose. After the first staggering blow, the two switched to body blows. Fists driving into one another’s stomachs.
Turning in a tight circle, the two fighters kept up their onslaught for almost a full minute before falling back gasping from exertion. Denise placed both hands on her injured stomach and growled angrily at her opponent, who flashed a grin back.
When Denise threw a punch aimed right at Bianca’s tits, the redhead skipped to the side, and retaliated with a devastating uppercut.
Blood sprayed in an arc as the Prudefighter’s nose was obliterated. The stunned brunette stumbled backwards across the ring in a daze, ending up falling to her ass, her head suspended by the bottom rope. Blood flowed freely down the brunette’s face, her eyes suddenly snapping from stunned to perfect clarity though as Bianca slowly advanced on her.
Swaying her hips once again, Bianca waited as Denise awkwardly struggled to her feet. Cold rage was all the brunette’s face showed as she wiped away a handful of her own blood.
Denise kicked off the ropes, launching herself at the cocky redhead full force. Purposefully falling to her knee, she aimed for Bianca’s already wet pussy. One decisive blow to the sensitive area would be all it took.
Laughing, Bianca had no trouble dodging to the side as Denise charged her. Bringing her knee up, she smashed it into the surprised brunette’s oncoming face. Blood sprayed out to either side as Denise’s head snapped back from her own momentum.
Bianca grabbed the slumping brunette by the face, lifting the sagging woman up to look her right in the half-open eye, “Oh no no no, don’t be done yet, bitch. I haven’t gotten my fun out of you yet.” Bianca gleefully shook the drooling Denise back and forth. The moment that Denise looked like she was coming back around though, the redhead drove a fist right into the brunette’s shattered nose.
Denise groaned, her bloodshot eyes unfocused as Bianca carefully sat her down in the centre of the ring, murmuring softly as she stroked the brunette’s hair. The redhead ran her hands down the brunette’s body, playing with her tits and squeezing her hips before suddenly ripping the crimson top up to fully expose the Prudefighter’s famous body.
The crowd loved it, Denise’s fans in particular switching sides immediately as their idol was stripped in front of them. The audience shouted out all kinds of finishing moves, with plenty wanting to see a classic titsmother from the titfighter, but Bianca had already chosen her method from the first words out of Denise’s mouth to her just a few minutes ago.
Bianca stepped down on Denise’s panties as she hauled the crimson top up, hooking it under the limp brunette’s neck she quickly looped it there and pulled upwards. With a lurch, the half-naked Prudefighter was dragged just off her knees, lynched by her own clothing.
It took a minute, but Denise recovered enough to raise her arms and try to pull away the material preventing her from breathing. With Bianca now kneeing her in the back, she was too weak to fight back and stand. Gagging, the brunette clawed at her own throat as her face flushed bright red.
Bianca spoke softly in the dying woman’s ear, “Red really is your colour, you know.” Then tugged back with all her strength, gritting her teeth as Denise spasmed against her. Straining hard, Bianca was quickly rewarded with the wet crunch of the brunette’s throat giving way to her power.
One hand holding the dying brunette up by the lynching top, Bianca waved to her fans, new and old, as a victory photo was taken. Casually letting go, the redhead swayed out of the ring without looking back at the defeated Denise’s corpse. After all, the Prudefighter had merely been warmup.
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Summer and Bianca were the second and third fighters to enter the pit, having to watch and wait while the last match dragged on due to a sadistic winner.
Amy: A brunette from the Ass Smothering Circuit, the sadistic Amy is well known for quickly ending normal matches, and stretching out deathmatches for as long as she can. While she had to join a league to be a pro fighter, Amy takes every opportunity for cross-league matches, particularly enjoying smothering titfighters. Currently matched up against a black fighter from her own league, Amy has no mercy for the woman, even thought they’ve tagteamed together before.
The three women down in the pit impatiently waited, aside from the cheers of the crowd was the heavy thudding of Amy killing her opponent. The brunette had had no problem quickly pulverising her enemies pussy until she couldn’t fight back, then ruthlessly beating her all over, starting at the crotch before ending up mangling her face.
Amy now had her opponent Mary up against the turnbuckle, gripping the top ropes behind her, she smashed her tough ass over and over again into the doomed woman’s face. Throwing all her weight into it, Amy laughed ecstatically as she crushed her black opponent to the roar of the crowd. The final fighter standing, all eyes were on her as she pressed her deadly ass back and held it there.
All three waiting women rolled their eyes as Amy vigorously fingered herself around her black mesh outfit. Cumming explosively as Mary stopped twitching, drenching the black warriors blood-soaked body with her own fluids. Gripping her tits with cum and blood covered hands, the vicious ass-smotherer had her victory photo taken still crushing Mary against the turnbuckle.
As Amy leapt in to the pit, all eyes turned to the women already there.
Talia: The last of the four fighters, and the first to finish her first match. Coming from the apartment and bedroom leagues like Denise, Talia has only been a pro fighter for two months but already had a dozen kills before tonight. Completely professional in all her fights, the blonde quickly and decisively beats down her opponents before going for the most pragmatic kill move she can. She snapped her own blonde opponent’s neck within two minutes of the bell, leaving her laying ring centre as she casually made her way to the pit.
Amy and Talia immediately started eyeing one another up and down. With Summer and Bianca’s hatred of one another known, they had no doubt as to who those two would be aiming at as the bell rang.
Bianca and Summer paced their areas across from one another, glaring hot death. Even after their first fights, it wasn’t exhaustion that had them both breathing heavy. Bianca tweaked her nipples with excitement and Summer gently rubbed her own pussy.
Once again the crowd counted down as the fighters got ready.
10!..9!.8!..7!..6!..5!..
Amy and Talia moved as far to one side as they could while Summer and Bianca stood dead centre, they wanted to get their own fight as far away from those two as possible. Although Amy promised herself she would personally kill all three other women no matter what. Summer and Bianca nodded slightly to one another as the counter finished.
4!..3!..2!..1!..
DING! DING! DING!
Much to everyones surprise, both Bianca and Summer snapped to the side before the bell was finished. The redhead aimed straight at the unsuspecting Amy while Summer charged Talia who only narrowly reacted in time to avoid being steamrolled.
Amy was just moving forward, staring dumbly as Summer attacked her blonde opponent when Bianca slammed into her. The brunette had a fist driven into her jaw with extreme momentum, launching her sideways, to slam her skull against the padded metal bar under the ring skirt beside her.
Concurrently, Talia turned towards the charging Summer and managed to bury her fist in the brunette’s stomach before having two large tits slammed into her face. Just starting to dodge, the blonde avoided being knocked over outright, but was definitely put on the defensive as she stumbled backwards.
Summer hammered the overwhelmed Talia’s face and breasts with both fists flying. Screaming for the blonde to give in as she slapped the surprised woman’s hands away before delivering a punishing kick right to the solar plexus that blasted Talia back against the ring edge.
Bianca meanwhile had no problem mounting the senseless Amy. Snugging her thighs up under the brunette’s large breasts, she squeezed hard as she began choking the downed woman. She and Summer had agreed to do this from the beginning. Neither planned on dragging it out, looking too forward to fighting one another surrounded by the beaten bodies of lesser women.
Amy slapped weakly at the pigtailed redhead, gagging as her throat was crushed as Bianca rubbed her overexcited pussy on the rough mesh covering her stomach. “Give it up bitch, it’ll all be over soon.” Bianca whispered at the dying brunette as her face went red then purple.
Summer rammed up against the gasping Talia, shoving her mesh-covered tits right against the blonde’s face and bending her back against her own ring. The back of Talia’s head touched the bottom of her ring as Summer leaned into the ring. The blonde’s hands scraped desperately at Summer’s back, tangling in her top as she ran out of air.
Raising her knee repeatedly between the blonde’s legs, Summer grinned enthusiastically as the diaphanous skirt offered no protection against the punishing assault. Nearly cumming when Talia went truly limp, Summer bit her lip hard to avoid having a massive orgasm. She wanted to save her first cumming for watching Bianca die, she would drown the redhead in her pleasure if she could.
Summer stepped away from the limp Talia, letting the dead blonde collapse to the ground. Turing around, she smiled as she watched Bianca likewise stand up over the soon-to-be corpse of the once dangerous Amy. The dead brunette’s throat had been clearly crushed, the twitching woman gagged on blood as she shuddered vainly, her eyes rolling.
With one final stomp, Bianca finished Amy’s agony for good, flattening her throat against the bars she was braced against. Grinning as widely as Summer as Amy involuntarily shit herself, Bianca turned to face her real opponent.
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Pacing in the circle in the centre of the pit, Summer and Bianca traded barbs. “I’m gonna destroy you!” “He’s mine, whore!” “Yeah, well he’s about to be mine.” “You are so dead.” “See the last two brunette’s I went up against? That’s you in thirty fucking seconds.” “I’m gonna rip those fucking pigtails off your goddamn head!”
Bianca struck first, driving a punch into Summer’s white-mesh covered tits. Knocking the brunette back, she lunged forward, right into a punch to the face. Stumbling backwards, her head spinning, she screamed in pain as Summer’s already bloody heel slashed across her thigh. Even unsharpened, the heel still left a streak of ripped skin behind it.
Growling, Summer advanced on the surprised redhead, “You think a hit to the tits is enough to stop me?” A full haymaker across Bianca’s jaw threw the redhead back. “You are so fucked!”
Landing on her back, Bianca kicked out with both feet as Summer tried to jump on her. Digging her heels into the brunette’s breasts, she briefly regretted not wearing heels to this fight, then tipped the screaming Summer sideways, slamming her to the ground on her side.
Summer grunted as Bianca kicked her in the tit, knocking her to her back. The nimble redhead mounted her in a flash, thighs hugging the brunette’s sides, just like she’d finished off Amy. Grabbing Bianca’s hands as the redhead went to choke her, Summer suddenly let go and drove both fists under the wide-eyed Bianca’s tits.
Letting out a yell of surprise as she fell backwards, Bianca gasped as her head snapped back, Summer gripping her own mesh top. The redhead was ripped forward, her nose smashed against Summer’s forehead. Even dazed, she thought about the fact that she’d done the exact same blow to Denise only a few minutes before.
Summer let go with one hand, slamming her fist so hard against the stunned Bianca’s face that the mesh top tore off in her hand. Thrashing wildly, she battered Bianca with her knees, knocking the redhead back and forth.
Rolling off the thrashing Summer, Bianca was on her knee in an instant. Shooting up to her feet she had to suddenly stop and take a moment as her vision blurred from the quick stand up. Focusing just in time to duck under a wild swing from the suddenly standing Summer, she fired off a few weak punches into the brunette’s stomach.
Forced back by the escalating flurry of punches from Bianca, Summer was backed up against Talia’s former ring. Stumbling over the dead blonde slumped on the ground, Summer fell against the same spot she’d smothered the woman. Gripping the ropes above her, Summer hauled herself upwards and kicked out catching Bianca in the ribs with one leg then smashing a knee right against the redhead’s neck as she flinched.
Summer dragged herself backwards into the ring, trying to get a quick breather before the down but not out Bianca came after her. Getting to her knees, she let in long loud breaths as she waited for the redhead to recover.
Bianca knew that if she just tried to climb in after Summer, she’d be attacked on the ropes. So jumping quickly, she grabbed the top ropes and braced her feet against the ring edge, launching herself over the ropes and into a two footed kick to the suddenly charging Summer. Blasting the brunette back to land on the dead blonde ring centre, the redhead fell awkwardly to her side with a gasp of pain.
Summer rolled over the cooling body, raising to her feet as Bianca still woozily tried to get hers under her. Gripping the dead blonde by the ankles, Summer heaved mightily, lifting the corpse as she spun in a circle.
Bianca shrieked, unable to dodge as Summer spun the limp body around one full circuit before smashing the loser’s shoulder right into Bianca’s chest. The redhead was flung out through the ropes, tumbling like a ragdoll as she crashed to the dirt floor of the pit.
Leaping out through the ropes, Summer had let go of the blonde as she was hitting Bianca. With the wet crunch of the dead woman hitting a turnbuckle, Summer landed with both feet on the redhead’s bruised stomach.
Bianca lurched, the blow knocking her back to consciousness, vomiting blood, she reached out as Summer landed both knees on her upturned tits. Wrapping her hand in white mesh, she yanked the material up, deftly ensnaring Summer’s throat even as Summer’s hands closed around her own.
Summer’s eyes bugged out as she gagged on her own stretchy top and throttled the redhead with both hands. Smashing Bianca’s head down into the ground over and over again, the brunette’s vision blurred as Bianca’s deathgrip didn’t relent one bit.
Letting go with one hand, Summer drove her fist down into Bianca’s face, smashing her nose flat. Gasping loudly as Bianca finally let go of her top, Summer rolled off the redhead coughing hoarsely.
Bianca was crying, her tears mingling with the blood streaming down her face as she wearily got to her knees. Letting out one ear-piercing scream as her pigtails were gripped, she was forced to look up at the furious brunette above her. Summer’s bare sweat-slicked tits heaved up and down as she glared down at her rival. Then she brought her knee up while dragging Bianca’s face down.
Blood sprayed out to either side and the crowd cheered as Summer relentlessly slammed her knee into the limp redhead’s face over and over again. Building up speed, the brunette was the only thing keeping Bianca raised as she bruised her leg on the redhead’s skull.
One of Bianca’s pigtails ripped right out after the severity of one of Summer’s hits. Her mouth hanging slackly, drooling blood, she was half held up held up by the barely standing Summer. Dropping to the floor with a thud, the redhead lay still.
Summer collapsed, shaking from exertion as she slowly mounted the shuddering redhead. Bianca’s eyes were rolled up into her head as she made weak mewling groans. The brunette fell forward, covering the dying woman’s face completely with her massive tits. Crying out as she flooded Bianca’s purpled stomach with a body wracking orgasm, she put her head down and also lay still.
Five minutes later, Summer slowly raised off her long dead enemy, smashing her foot down hard between Bianca’s breasts, she raised her arms in victory and screamed in exultation as camera drones took her image.
it took Summer some time, but she painstakingly gathered all seven dead bodies into the pit, piling then in the centre with Denise unseen at the bottom, Bianca tits up on top. Sitting down on the redhead’s face she sat astride the macabre throne for one final shot that would grace many magazine covers in the following days. A giant poster of it would be placed in the hall leading into the arena, for years it was one of the first thing audience members would see entering the building.
Wyatt was Summer’s, and Summer’s alone. That and the celebrity garnered from this match would make her a surefire choice for the championship tournament about to start. Very soon, she would be the League champ, or die trying.
End of Chapter IV
Originally Posted by Garren
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