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    Bitchtown Brawlers (Part II)

    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.

    Taken by hand, the video bounced up and down as Tanya rubbed her entire naked body up and down Warren's shaft. Starting by engulfing it with her mouth slowly standing while pressing forward. Letting the cock slide between her tits and along her taut belly before easily pushing it into her hotbox with a soft gasp.

    The camera followed Tanya for over a minute before finally moving back to the slave fight going on directly behind her.

    For Warren's birthday, Tanya had bought a pair of slave fighters. Telling them to wrestle for their entertainment, they practically ignored the struggling women as they enjoyed one another. Warren only occasionally brought the camera up to watch the busty pair.

    Bought from different slavers, the fighters had no love for one another, and the blonde in particular kept using slaps and her nails. Despite her attempts at cheating, the blonde was in trouble as the brunette confidently transferred her from wrestling hold to painful pin.

    As the blonde cried out her surrender, Tanya scowled with annoyance. It had only been two minutes since the last time the brunette had pinned her opponent. Each restarted fight was shorter than the previous. Each ending with the blonde screaming submission as her arm was nearly torn from it's socket.

    Finally fed up, Tanya gripped Warren's cock like a vice, stopping him from entering her soaked pussy. Reaching with her other hand, she pulled over her phone. Flicking it to the blonde's order page, there was a thumbprint scan dead center of the screen. "Happy birthday, lover, care to put down the money for a real show?"

    The blonde's eyes went wide with fear as Warren pressed his thumb down. For an additional cost, he'd just bought control of her life. And the sadistically grinning brunette wrestler knew it.

    Tanya turned and screamed, "Kill her!" at the waiting brunette, who didn't even wait out the order before pulling back hard. The slave blonde's shriek nearly overpowered the sound of her arm breaking.

    Tanya finally let Warren in with an orgasmic groan. Leaning back, she screamed, "I said kill her!" The brunette, grinning, happily obliged by wrapping her fingers around the screaming blonde's throat and squeezing.


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    Tanya giggled as Warren erupted both on video and in bed. While normally, Tanya liked starting off the day with one of her own matches, but since the video mostly focused on her, it was a decent compromise.

    Wiping her lips with the back of her hand, the blonde hopped out of bed. "Come on lover, time to go!" It was only the second day of the Convention, and Tanya had plans. This day had some of the best scheduled bouts, and the blonde had plenty of money down on many of her favourites.

    As Tanya quickly readied herself for the day, Warren made sure to pause their morning entertainment with a good freezeframe. Just as Tanya, gripping the victorious brunette by the hair, shoved the slave facedown over his dripping cock.

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    Wearing a robe and lingerie outfit she'd bought the previous night, Warren's blonde lover left the ensembles panties behind. With the short robe hem, Tanya would be able to get a quick fuck whenever she wanted. While going nude on the convention floor wasn't unallowed by any stretch, it was considered low class (although see-through clothing wasn't looked down upon at all), unless one was preparing for or returning from a match.

    This time, when she left the hotel room, Tanya looked both ways down the hall. While she didn't say it, Warren knew she was looking for a potential ambush by Veronica. The brunette had managed to wake up and escape before Tanya returned last night, but still probably had her housecleaning keycard. He was pretty sure he heard her whisper, "Great, now I have a new enemy" as they left.

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    The second day of the convention as much more hectic than the first. The live sex shows going on along one wall in particular looked a lot more overdone than the night before. With the stages and beds packed with fighters from across the world. The shows with men often prompted some of the most vicious unscheduled bouts.

    For scheduled bouts, the action was much more intense. While deathmatches wouldn't be held till at least the afternoon, even right now there was blood in the air. Practically every combat venue in the building had fighters in it, several of them filled with more than two women.

    Tanya ignored the matches, most of them were filled with newcomers and amateurs that couldn't normally draw a crowd. She hadn't placed any bets on any current matches due to not knowing anything about the fighters.

    Until the real action started, Tanya was more interested in the less visceral events. Interviews with various veterans and retired fighters. Mostly just being asked about who was their most hated enemy, their favourite match (which was typically whenever they got to defeat their most hated enemy) and inquiries about what fighters they enjoyed watching other than themselves.

    When Sophie, one of Tanya's favourites, stated that Tanya herself was one of her favourites, Warren's girlfriend nearly broke his skin pressing her nails into his arm. According to Sophie, Tanya's brutal execution methods were an inspiration. When Sophie noticed her fan/favourite in the small crowd, she waved excitedly, and was probably the reason Tanya dragged Warren into one of the private tents a minute later already almost dripping wet beneath her robe.

    A full hour later, exiting the tent, Tanya regretted not even thinking of inviting Sophie along. She then realized they were nearly late to the first deathmatch of the day, which was also her biggest bet of the convention.

    Tanya set a brisk pace across the crowded arena. Extended running in heels would be ill advised and undignified, but she absolutely didn't want to miss a second. Much to Warren's surprise, his lover walked right by a wide-eyed Veronica without even noticing. The brunette gave Warren a worryingly mischievous grin as he caught her eye. Suicidal or braindamaged after her beating, Warren knew just from that look she hadn't given up like she should have.

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    The arena had plenty of fighting cages spread about, but the most imposing was by far "The Bloodletter." The circular cage was merely six feet tall, with rough edged chain-link on all sides. It was overly common for the winner to rake her enemy along the cage mesh, leaving the metal a bloody mess.

    Even with this being the first deathmatch of the day, the mesh was already dripping crimson in places. Mostly from a single spur of the moment match between two fighters unwilling to share a cock in the sex shows. While the man they fought over kept fucking on the other side of arena, both women tore each other to shreds on the mesh and had to be taken to the hospital.

    The match to be was a real grudge match, two longterm veterans with a history together, each planning to end that history in brutal fashion.

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    Ava: At one time a part of the most dangerous tag-team in the city, Ava is now looking to retire from the deadly fighter's life. With only one real enemy remaining in her life, the brunette veteran plans to kill her old partner in spectacular fashion before leaving the lists. Wearing her favourite bikini, once her uniform in team matches, Ava has promised to strangle her opponent with it as closure to their onetime partnership.

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    Kendra: The other half of the once great teamup, Kendra was the one to end the partnership when Ava wanted to share a man with her. Offended at the very idea of her old friend retiring, Kendra jumped at the chance to stop her. Having burned her own tagteam outfit a decade ago, Kendra chose to wear her favourite fighting lingerie instead, if only for her husband's viewing pleasure.

    Heels clicking on the hard surface leading into the cage, the fighters entered as one. Side by side like they once did as a team.

    Betting for the match was almost 50/50 with a slight favour to Ava, who was more known for cage matches. Despite Warren's warning her, Tanya had bet that way as well, not trusting Kendra's supposed skill in her unseen bedroom fights. If the rumours were to be believed though, Kendra had over double the kills Ava did.

    Entering the cage together, the brunettes feigned politeness through clenched teeth. Ava whispering, "Your man is gonna be mine tonight."

    Before leaving Ava behind at the cage entrance Kendra shot her one last glare, "Should have murdered me in our last fight then, idiot." Since their breakup, the two had only fought once, a year ago. While it was a near match, Ava had won, Kendra wasn't going to let that happen again.

    Taking their places without any further faceoff, the fighters still grinned happily across at one another. Kendra cracking her knuckles in front of her, while Ava made one last whole body stretch that got whistles from the crowd.

    Kendra's husband was given the job of ringing the bell by demand of both women. He waited patiently till both fighters gave him a nod before ringing.

    DING! DING! DING!

    Raising their fists, the brunettes advanced in perfect unison. Kendra waved hers menacingly, her grin going from friendly to an evil smirk as they closed. "This is going to be fun."

    Kendra's first thrown punch hit nothing but air, but Ava's form perfect counterpunch snapped her head back with it's power. Swinging blindly, she took a painful hit right below her right tit.

    Ducking under her enemy's wild swings, it was Ava's turn to grin wickedly as she dug her fist into Kendra's gut. Dodging to the side as the injured brunette tried to kick her, Ava cackled as she gripped Kendra's bra, and tore it off while wrenching the gasping woman to her knees.

    Kendra was painfully slammed to her knees, her vision still spinning from the initial blow between the eyes. But she'd seen Ava pull this move a hundred times, and knew what came next.

    When Ava gripped Kendra by the hair, she aimed to crush her opponent's face with her knee. Instead she pitched to the floor with a scream as Kendra's arm swung up between her legs. Slightly misaimed, Kendra slammed her wrist full force into Ava's pussy.

    Shaking her head, Kendra unsteadily got to her feet, backing away from the down but not out Ava as she recovered. Gripping the slick mesh as she met the edge of the small cage, the topless brunette waited on her former partner as the woman shakily got to her own feet.

    Ava charged with a scream, having mastered sprinting in heels years ago. Her eyes widened in shock as Kendra jumped in front of her.

    Gripping the low cage roof, Kendra brought both her legs up, kicking out with both heels as Ava smashed headlong into her. Her back getting scratched by the rough cage at her back, she was rewarded with driving the point of one heel deep into her enemy's breast while slashing the other right beside Ava's eye.

    With a shriek, Ava spun into the cage wall as Kendra awkwardly fell back to her feet. An inch to the left and she'd have been blinded in her right eye, if not killed outright. Kendra's heels were long enough she'd have probably been stabbed right through to her brain. Thrashing against the already bloody chainlinks, Ava gasped and gingerly felt at her breast, finding the white of her top staining red.

    Kendra never had to time to gloat, as she rounded on Ava, the brunette let out a shocked scream and grabbed her by her long hair. Ran face first into the wall, Kendra grunted with exertion and slammed her elbow backward.

    Her already bleeding tit erupting with pain, Ava gasped in pain and let go of Kendra. The small rip in her bikini top opened to a full tear, she could now see the ragged gash across her breast. Kicking Kendra in the ass, she gripped her bleeding chest as she backed off.

    With cuts across her cheek, Kendra pushed herself off the cage wall and turned to face her old friend grinning once again. Raising her fists, she advanced slowly, rolling hips to the crowd's cheers and whistles.

    This time when they met up, Ava moved much slower. Making the first blow, she did nothing to stop the oncoming Kendra, whose own first punch dug deep into Ava's tit, spraying blood out to either side as the bikini wearing brunette shrieked in pain.

    The next few minutes were the same few moves repeated, Ava trying desperately to knock Kendra back while the unstoppable brunette hammered her over and over again in the breast. Once Ava was backed into the wall was when the real punishment began.

    Tanya and Warren were sitting directly behind Ava as the brunette was ruthlessly beaten into the mesh. Ava's ass cheeks were sliced on the rough cage edge as she was battered from side to side by the triumphant Kendra. Tanya screamed at the wailing brunette to fight back, specifically wanting to see her try kicking since her punching attempts weren't doing her any favours.

    Kendra screamed in rage and pain as Ava stomped a heel down on the top of her foot, tearing the thin leggings with a bloody slash. Gripping Ava by the scalp, she hauled the slouching woman back to look her eye to bloody eye, and was promptly blinded by Ava spitting blood into her own eye.

    Shoving off the cage wall to the roar of her fans, Ava drove her fist into Kendra's belly, doubling her over. Grabbing dark hair in both hands, she shoved down as she raised her knee as hard as she could. Unfortunately for her, Kendra charged forward, taking the blow on her tits as she bodily lifted the screaming Ava into the air.

    Ava's shoulders, then ass scraped across the the immovable cage roof as Kendra stood up straight, she then screamed in terror as she was pitched to the floor with a cage shaking thud. Kendra stood, chest heaving over top of the groaning woman.

    Tanya was hardly the only heavy better that screamed as Kendra, painfully slowly, placed her long thin heel over Ava's throat and pushed down with all her weight. Blood spurted up to soak the brunette's undamaged legging as she sadistically grinned down into Ava's wide open eyes.

    Dragged to her knees by her hair, Ava made weak gagging noises as she pumped crimson down her breasts. Tears flowing down her cheeks, Ava waited for the final blow, trying to maintain her decorum in the face of death.

    The final blow never came, Kendra patiently waiting as Ava's life drained away. It was a brutal and dishonourable way to win a deathmatch, but Kendra's smirk said she didn't care.

    Ava's gagging slowed as her face went pale. Losing all strength, she slumped in Kendra's grip.

    DING! DING! DING!

    Kendra dropped Ava's corpse to the floor like it was garbage. Wiping her hands on her hips with disdain. Placing her heel on the bodie's swollen and bloodstained chest, she flexed with one arm for the camerawoman.

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    "That was fucking pathetic!" Tanya stomped in frustration as she tore up her betting ticket. All the money she'd won yesterday was shit compared to what she'd laid down on Ava slaughtering Kendra and fucking her man raw.

    Tanya and Warren still had other bets to make sure of, but the blonde was in a terrible mood the entire time. Sitting front row when a knocked out tooth landed in her lap, Tanya didn't cheer once.

    By the time the last scheduled bout was finished, Tanya was fuming. Having won every other bet, she was still out a lot of money.

    Walking right by the live sex shows, Tanya completely ignored everything on her way back to the elevator. She missed out on her favourite Sophie waving emphatically to her from the stage as she rode a redhead's face for all she was worth. Warren called to the busy blonde, "Maybe later!" as he was tugged by the arm back to their room.

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    As soon as they were through their room's doors, Tanya threw off her robe. Warren appreciated her bared ass even as he recognized the signs of a night of angry sex. The nails Tanya usually reserved for her enemies would be raked down his back tonight.

    Blasting through the closed bedroom door, Tanya stopped cold at the sounds of the video they had paused earlier playing. And the sight of a naked woman waiting for them.

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    Akira: A Japanese fighter only in town for the convention, Akira has been enjoying the live sex shows more than anything else. Although she wants nothing more than a good one-on-one with one of Bitchtown's men. Fortuitously, Tanya has just such a man, and Akira is one of the most famous veterans on her fighting circuit. She doesn't see the blonde being a real issue standing in her way.

    Stripped down to just her jewelry, Akira stood on the far side of the room, watching the later half of the slave match Warren had paused earlier in the day. Acting surprised at seeing the blonde, she motioned at the TV. "Buying your slave's life after making her fight for a half an hour? That's low, baby. I love it!"

    Indeed, on screen, Tanya was relentlessly beating the brunette slave she'd had kill the other into the wall. Counter to Akira's belief, when Tanya bought the brunette's life, it was to release her from servitude. Beating her unconscious was just to prove who was superior.

    "How the fuck do you people keep getting in here!" Tanya shook with rage as she screamed at the proudly standing Asian fighter.

    Akira laughed and pointed at her small pile of clothes. "Some Russian babe gave me a keycard and your roomnumber." Smirking, she paused the video as the onscreen Tanya smashed the former slaves head into the wall. "This is gonna be fun, I've never killed a blonde before!"

    With a growl, Tanya charged the confident brunette, and screamed as the thrown TV remote shattered against her forehead. The scream was cut out as Akira let out a yell and spin-kicked her right in the throat. If the Asian fighter had still been wearing her heels, the blonde might well have ended up like Ava.

    Gagging, Tanya pitched sideways into the wall, Akira staying on her. The brunette drove her tight little fists rapidfire into Tanya's ribs before skipping back from a wildly thrown backhand.

    Letting out a sharp yell with each hit, Akira pounded the blonde into wall. The Bitchtown fighters relied on brute force and dirty moves, Akira was used to a much more structured combat. So far, it was far superior.

    Tanya finally got in a good blow, lifting her leg between Akira's legs with a scream of "Bitch!" Deflecting the Asian's punch to the side, she was rewarded with a loud crunch as Akira's knuckles left an indent on the wall instead of her skin.

    Shoved back by a push to her chest, Akira gripped the blonde's red bra, gasping in surprise as it gave way, she fell to the floor. Rolling to the side, she narrowly avoided Tanya stomping on her throbbing crotch.

    Tanya chased the moving Akira, laughing sadistically as she dug her heel into the screaming woman's thigh. Drawing blood in a gash down the Asian's hip, she raised her foot again, aiming for Akira's bared breasts.

    Swinging her own leg around, Akira took her opponent behind the knee. Sending Tanya to land half-on half-off the bed, rebounding to the floor beside her.

    Screaming in unison, the fighters gripped one another by the hair with one hand, while digging nails into each other's breasts. Finesse all but forgotten, Akira fought just as dirty as her blonde enemy. Unlike Tanya though, she raised her knee, lying sideways on the floor, she managed to dig it into Tanya's bruising midsection.

    As Tanya coughed and sputtered, Akira rolled up on top of her. Squeezing her knees into the blonde's injured sides, she began once again rapidly raining down blows on the woman.

    Taking hits to the face and breasts, Tanya tried her best to deflect any shot at her head with little success. Changing tactics, she slammed both arms to the floor for leverage and drove her knee up, right into Akira's spine. As the Asian fighter stiffened from surprise, Tanya let out a shriek and did it again.

    Slamming facedown on top of the blonde, Akira's breasts mashed down over Tanya's mouth and nose in a perfect smother. Unfortunately for her, this was no pro match, and Tanya was very much still awake and fighting. Blood flowed between the Asian's breasts as the blonde dug her teeth in and wrenched her head from side to side.

    Hugging Akira down on top of her, Tanya bit her teeth down hard and tore her head back and forth. The wailing Asian was too close to effectively fight back and just slapped at the blonde head nestled between her tits.

    Lifting her knee between Akira's thrashing legs once again, Tanya finally let go. Shoving hard, she threw the bloodied woman off, her own face smeared with the Asian's blood. Standing jerkily, she loomed over the weeping Akira, a knee dropped directly onto her upturned face.

    Out in the hallway, several doors opened to watch as Tanya, wearing only her red garter, dragged the semi-conscious Akira out of the room in a headlock. Plugging several shots into the Asian's broken nose, the blonde hauled her squirming load to the elevator while several women cheered her on.

    Planning to leave Akira in the elevator, she shrieked as the bitch slammed a retaliatory fist right into her crotch. Struggling with the suddenly wild woman, they tumbled through the open elevator door as a pair of identical blondes dove out of the way.

    Slipping her blood and sweat streaked face out of Tanya's grip, Akira slammed her elbows into the blonde's shoulders and rammed her against the wall. Dazed as Tanya's head snapped back into her broken nose, she fell back against button panel as the door closed.

    Tanya rounded on Akira and smashed a fist right into her damaged chest. Taking a knee to the gut, she backed off and got a straight kick to her own breasts.

    Akira cried out in pain as she slumped against the elevator wall. Too weak to do anything more, she just wailed in fear as Tanya slowly advanced on her once again.

    When the elevator doors finally opened down in the lobby, a bloody and broken Akira fell out, no longer propped up. Chest heaving, the blood spattered Tanya hit the emergency shut button, grinning as the door slammed on the quivering Asian's ribs before opening again.

    Suddenly exhausted, Tanya collapsed backwards in front of a small crowd waiting for the elevator. Splayed out, she wasn't even aware of who helped her back to her room.

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    Re: Bitchtown Brawlers (Part II)

    So is this goign to be a long story like Summer's? I have to ask since I'm not really fond of Tanya Danielle.

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    Re: Bitchtown Brawlers (Part II)

    It's not going to be as long certainly. I don't really have an endpoint in mind yet, but it will be following multiple characters other than Tanya as well.

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    Re: Bitchtown Brawlers (Part II)

    Hey nice to see you start a new series. It looks very promising.

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