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.
Katie
Winning Percentage
73%
Outfit
Black Dress, Matching panties and leggings
Last Match
Last Night, Deathmatch, Win, Beatdown Finish, Ass-Smother Execution
Kills
3
Kneeling out in the hotel hallway, Katie serviced her man with determined enthusiasm. Just last night, she had finally won him back, and tonight, the feeling of ending her rival still fresh, she was going to finish off her last remaining enemy.
Knowing that just on the other side of the Room 4 door, was her man Josh's mistress, Katie worked her head back and forth over his cock. It was fate that her new rival had chosen room 4, for that would be her new kill score (at least unofficially) once she murdered the woman.
Modern Gladiatrix Entertainment obviously frowned upon it's fully-legal fighters ending grudges in private, where no money could be made off them. Public executions were the only thing that stopped their rosters from devolving into all-out war and bloodbath. That didn't entirely stop women like Katie, enraged beyond patience, from occasionally settling matters far from prying eyes. No rules or mercy. Men like Josh merely went along with the idea, not wanting to see their own lovers executed without a fight, the greatest of indignities.
Katie moaned with desire as she worked Josh's hardened member with her tongue. Wanting to get her passions flowing but not tire herself out, she wasn't going to let him fuck her just yet, no matter how badly she wanted it.
"I can see... Why you needed... A Mistress... Baby!" The busty blonde gasped out the words as she repeatedly tried her hardest to engulf the entire cock without success. "That Nina... Bitch could never satisfy you... On her own!"
Josh was panting, holding off his orgasm as best he could. While he'd expected the coming fight in one way or another for a while now (He'd always imagined it being Nina who would face off against his current mistress), he was very excited that the women were willing to go to such dangerous lengths over him.
Katie knew very little about her imminent opponent. The woman was rarely seen in official venues. But Katie almost found it romantic that Josh had chosen another blonde while shacking up with the black bitch Nina. She had to admit that if he'd started seeing her behind Nina's back, she'd probably be dead now. While she'd eventually beaten the intruder, a year ago Nina would have buried her in a straight fight. But clearly, Josh hadn't been happy without a blonde in his bed.
As her man finally came, Katie let it flow over her lips, spattering to her tits. Her dress didn't cover much, and she wanted her opponent to see just who Josh favoured.
Her heavy breasts heaving with excitement as she jumped to her feet, Katie turned and kicked open the hotel room door, which had been left unlocked for her.
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Shyla
Winning Percentage
93%
Outfit
Black panties with matching thigh-highs. Thigh-high black boots over top.
Last Match
Three Weeks Previous, Strap-on Boxing Match, Win, Humiliation Finish
Kills
10
Descendant of a long-line of Gladiatrix champions, and daughter to a respected veteran, Josh's mistress Shyla is a woman not to be underestimated. Not often seen in the official venues, the blonde prefers private matches and barfighting. Only occasionally taking to Gladiatrix fights in order to humiliate or kill another pro fighter.
Unknown to Katie, Nina was fully aware of Shyla, and was just out of shot in many of the photos Shyla sent to Josh's returned lover to enrage her.
Originally, Shyla had planned on ambushing Nina and murdering her, purely because she wanted to try out Josh's massive cock. Finding Nina being badly beaten in an apartment fight though, the blonde stepped in and saved the woman, going so far as to kill Nina's opponent (despite it not even being a fight to the death in the first place). Since then, the two had frequently teamed up on women for Josh's amusement, Nina baiting them with her man, and then Shyla showing up a few minutes later for some truly one-sided beatdowns.
Now, the already topless blonde stood by the hotel room's small bar. She swirled her blood-red drink in one hand while watching her phone with the other. On it was video being taken by her hidden camera out in the hall. She laughed at Katie's attempts to pleasure Josh, the blonde was clearly more passionate than Nina had ever been, she'd enjoy crushing the lovestruck fighter immensely.
As Josh finally erupted all over his girlfriend, the whore letting it fall wherever, Shyla put down her phone and readied herself. Downing the drink, a hearty mix of stimulants, liqueur and cherry flavouring, she limbered up by easily touching her toes several times in rapid succession.
As Katie kicked open the door, Shyla walked calmly to the middle of the room. "Took your time out there slut. I was just about to come out and get ya."
The buxom blonde didn't hesitate at seeing Shyla so nonchalant. Snarling, "So eager to die cunt? You should have snuck out the back window while you had the fucking chance!"
Shyla rolled her eyes, "You think you're scary, did Josh actually tell you how many bitches I killed for him already?"
When Katie hesitated and glanced back at her man, just now closing the door, Shyla charged.
Shyla's boots made absolutely no sound on the lightly carpeted floor as she surged forward, letting her get just within arms reach of Katie as the woman turned back to face her. The busty blonde shouted in surprise as Shyla's fist slammed into her side, her yell cut off as the oncoming woman slammed right into her at full speed, shoulder burying into her belly.
Before she'd even fully registered that the fight was on, Katie found herself smashing to the floor with the dangerous Shyla on top of her. She didn't know much about Shyla, having spent the day since being challenged fucking Josh rather than researching her opponent. But she did know that like her famous mother, Shyla was adept at killing her enemies.
Screaming, Katie thrashed in anger and a little bit of fear. Battering Shyla back and forth as she tried to stop the younger woman from solidifying a pin. Nails digging into the side of her tit, the buxom blonde managed to keep her arms free as Shyla loomed above her.
Digging her knees into Katie's sides and gripping a huge breast with one hand, Shyla raised her other hand in a fist. Driving her punches down on Katie's face, Shyla laughed as the woman wildly fought back. Precariously situated, she was eventually knocked off by a strong blow right beneath her boob, but not until after she'd given her enemy a nice headache.
As Shyla rolled away cackling, Katie cried out in pain and rolled the other way. Blood dripped down her breasts from where Shyla had left deep claw marks, she must have sharpened her nails beyond GME rules. Getting to her knees, Katie snarled, working her pain into fury as she watched the grinning Shyla get up opposite her.
Screaming, "I'm going to fucking murder you, whore!" Katie stepped up as Josh's mistress advanced. Considered a talented boxer, she threw up her fists and waded into the smaller woman with everything she had.
Shyla didn't dodge out of the way, meeting Katie blow for blow as they circled around the room. The couches pushed to the walls, they were free to move around as they battled.
Katie's professional stance was in stark contrast to Shyla's completely unhinged brawling. The bustier Katie winced in obvious agony though as the lesser skilled woman hammered her in the tits over and over again. Her dress soaking with her own blood, Katie was hampered by the black fabric sliding from her shoulders.
Spitting blood out after having taken one too many punches to the mouth, Shyla backed away from her enemy, surprised that Katie was still up and fighting. Scowling, she paced warily but let her busty opponent recover a bit and strip off some of her dress.
When Shyla had imagined finally finishing off Josh's girlfriend, she had thought it would be when she and Nina eventually had a falling out. Eventually, the black woman would have seen having Shyla around as a liability, at which point Shyla would beat her down, have Josh fuck her in the ass (she'd enjoyed Nina's story of how she won the man a great deal) and killed her. Now, she was going to take an even greater pleasure in slaughtering the bloodied Katie.
Her slashed up and swollen breast aflame with pain, Katie charged right back in, hoping to take Shyla down quickly. Both blondes were getting pretty banged up, but she was bleeding far more than her rival.
This time, when Katie came at her fists swinging, Shyla threw herself backwards and raised her foot, kicking a heel into the oncoming woman's knee and nearly toppling her right there. Seeing her chance, Shyla stepped up to continue the fistfight, as Katie tried desperately to recover.
Katie instinctively batted Shyla's first punch out wide, letting out a loud laugh as she uppercut her enemy and found her feet. Her eyes immediately crossed though at three rapid shots smashed in between them.
Catching Katie's wild and terrified swings at bay with sudden skill, the sadistic blonde was grinning widely now. She had taken Katie's measure, and found herself far superior. Expertly hammering her fists into the busty blonde's bloody tits, Shyla casually backhanded Katie across the face and stunned her with a straightshot to the mouth.
Smirking even as blood dripped from her own mouth, Shyla stepped up close as Katie stumbled drunkenly at the surprising punches. "You like pro moves huh, slut?" Swinging an arm up between Katie's legs, her nails dug into the thin panties and drew blood immediately.
Katie wailed as she was lifted off her feet and smashed to the ground with Shyla on top of her.
Spitting blood in the moaning Katie's eyes, Shyla pulled herself on top of the limp blonde. While she didn't usually go in for pro moves, crushing Katie with a suplex had been fun.
Once again stuck underneath Shyla, Katie groaned as her arms were pinned to her sides by strong thighs. She screamed as her rival gleefully gripped a large tit in each hand and really dug her nails in.
Raking her claws down the shrieking Katie's tits, Shyla grinned at the thought that there might be people just on the other side of the soundproof walls. Her sharpened nails tore away at Josh's girlfriend as she locked eyes with the man.
Katie's feet impotently slapped against the ground as Shyla tortured her ceaselessly. She cried out in horror as her boyfriend walked over, beckoned by her tormentor. She was then subjected to much the same view she had given Nina the night before. Lying pinned and helpless as Josh's cock was swallowed right above her eyes.
Shyla, as always, managed to take the entire member into her mouth without difficulty. Using one blood-dripping hand to work her lover's cock as it pulled out, she loved the taste of Katie's blood as she once again deepthroated Katie's man.
When Josh once again blew his load, Shyla didn't let a drop escape. Licking sticky lips, she pushed him away and then immediately went to work on the defeated Katie.
Josh winced as blood sprayed across the floor. Shyla smashed her fists across the defenceless Katie's face, back and forth with sadistic zeal. As Katie was reduced to a weeping mess, her tormentor eventually stood up off her, without fear that the woman would get up under her own power.
Katie, beaten half-to death, one eye swollen shut, and pissing herself in fear, was hauled up by her hair. Shyla's nails digging across her scalp, Katie gasped in pain as she was roughly manhandled.
Shyla fearlessly crouched over her enemy, unworried that Katie would fight back. "You've got one chance to live tonight, bitch." Shyla smirked at the look of hope she got from the ravaged woman. "Just admit that Josh is mine, and I'll let you go."
Crying, Katie shook her head emphatically, having fought for her man, she was unwilling to give him up. A few more punches to her aching eye and sharp nails slashing across her nipple did a lot to change her mind though.
"Stop!" Katie screamed out, with great wracking breaths she looked up at Josh and agreed to let Shyla have him. "He's-"
Before the defeated Katie could finish, Shyla gripped her by the chin, and with one smooth movement (practiced thousands of times on realistic dummies) rammed her jaw back with a sharp crack. Dropping the bloodied Katie as she thrashed spastically, Shyla stood proudly over her with a wild gleam in her eyes. "What's that slut? I didn't catch that last part!" Kicking the twitching woman in the ribs, Shyla laughed cruelly as she watched the light leave Katie?s eyes.
As Shyla eyed up the surprised Josh, she ground her heel into the dying Katie's crushed throat. Launching herself at the man, Shyla giggled as she took him to the ground, tearing off her own panties with excitement. Nothing got her as hot as murdering a woman in front of her man.
Now, with Josh's two lovers dead, Shyla was already losing interest in the man. With Katie cooling on the floor, he was single, and she was not interested in a boyfriend.
She was however happy to have "avenged" the death of Nina. Fighting alongside and sharing a man with the black woman had been enjoyable. Never knowing when Nina would turn on her, the blonde felt cheated that Katie had finished off Nina first. She had always thought there was nothing better than killing a fighter in front of her man, now she wanted more danger.
If Josh couldn't find another girlfriend willing to share (if only for a while), then Shyla would find another man who already had one.
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