THE BATTLE OF THE BARN - THE NEXT SUMMER pt 1 by Mr. Cage

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THE BATTLE OF THE BARN ? The Next Summer by Mr. Cage

WARNING: This is a fantasy of extreme nature about violent, brave, lusty people who are willing to personally suffer the consequences or reap the rewards of their actions with out regards to the norms of modern society or the qualms of conscious. Don?t read it if you are not interested in such topics or at all squeamish. Also, make sure you are mature enough to know the difference between illusion and reality. This is not a how to book.
This is an extremely violent story involving a brutal fight between two family groups. Do not read this if you are underage or disturbed by such extreme fantasy themes.

The Battle of the Barn ? The Next Summer by Mr. Cage

After the previous summer's destruction of the Johnson Family (SEE BATTLE OF THE BARN) I was ready to participate. I was finally officially a teenager and figured I would be allowed to fight with the family. The previous year I had watched the annual fight between my family and the neighboring Johnson Clan from the hayloft of my grandparent?s barn. After a brutal anything goes fight the Johnson?s had been put down, whipped raw, fucked, brutalized and pissed on. The victory had been even sweeter since a young Johnson girl had climbed up into the loft to watch and challenged me to a private fight, which I had won decisively and claimed her as my prize.

Now that I was going to be a full member I participated in the pre-fight planning and learned some of the lore. The fights had started between Grandma and the Johnson Matriarch I called Big Mama. They had fought all their youth and then fought after they both started having children, bringing their husbands into it and then their children and grandchildren. Apparently we had beaten them a lot more than they had beaten us, particularly in the last few years. In fact, we had now won five years in a row. This year might be the final fight. Grandpa had bought their mortgage from the local bank. Before the fight they would sign a quick claim deed and Grandpa would sign the mortgage paid-in-full. Whoever walked out of the barn with the appropriate document would own the land free and clear. Grandpa intended to send the Johnson?s packing.

This year my Dad would join us. Also another girl cousin had come of age. Cousin JR had married and would bring his new wife, 18 year old Melinda along as well. She apparently shared JR?s private fighting as a couple so she wouldn?t be dead weight. So with me on board there would be four more of us to go and the Johnson?s always had another relative handy.

Dad liked the tape I had shot from the loft the previous year and lamented that no one had ever thought to record the fight. He went out and got half a dozen cameras and recorders, wired the barn up and made sure the entire arena was covered by one camera or another, sometimes both. It was a good thing, otherwise I would have never seen any of the fight or even remembered most of what I did and what happened to me.

Once again at high noon, the front doors of the barn opened and in we walked. The barn hadn?t been used for anything but a couple of riding horses in years. They were led outside and tied under trees where they could drink and eat. Several water coolers were stacked between two rows of empty stalls. With that done the main area of the barn was empty accept for several stacks of hay and bags of grain, three boxes along the back wall and two boxes in the center of the open space. Last year six foot leather straps were in the center boxes. This year the Johnson?s wanted to fight with studded leather straps since they intended to go all out and fight to the finish for their farm. Grandma finally convinced Grandpa to agree but she got the Johnson?s to throw in everything they owned including their cars and the contents of their shacks. If they lost they would be homeless and helpless. Again, as in the last year, the boxes along the back walls contained various kinds of dildos, plugs and sexual devices. Excitement was high. We are already sweaty from the heat and the anxiety.

I heard the sound of badly running engines outside. That was the sound of the white trash Johnson Family arriving. Then the visitors came in. The Johnson?s, the dirt poor one time sharecroppers that now owned a small piece of land two drives further out of town. This year Grandpa had the mortgage on their land and the land of the Williams Family and the Moore Family.

My grandpa and grandma lined up our family. Starting in the center with them selves and moving outward on both sides with the adults on either side and the kids on the wings. They lined up the same way. Then my grandma and the oldest woman on the other side came out to the center and started arranging things.

I still didn?t know the Johnson?s names and there were no weigh-in or measurements but I?ll summarize the initial match-ups and give my approximate statistics. I had grown three inches and gained a lot of weight in one year. Everybody was a year older and some of my weight and figure estimates changed but only when it was obvious:

Grandpa 6?1??, 210#, 61 years, short red hair
Porky 5?10 ??, 250#, pop belly old man, bald on top with black mullet

Grandma 5?4??, 165#, 59 years, short-blonde hair, 42DD 30 42
Big Mama 5?6??, 200#, old woman, long graying black hair, 44DD 34 50

On the right-
Dad 6?1??, 210#, 43 years old short light brown hair
Ferret 6?0??, 190# 40+ years old long black hair slightly balding on top

Mom 5?7?, 140#, 41 years, medium blonde hair, 36D 27 37
Nasty 5?5??, 150#, 40+ years, long black hair, 34C 27 38

Aunt Irene 5?6??, 130#, 39 years, long blonde hair, 36C 25 36
Dirty 5?6??, 122#, late 30s, long black hair, 34B 24 34

Cousin Rob 6?2??, 185#, 19 years, short brown hair
Big Dick 6?0??, 175#, late teens, long black hair

Sister Ann 5?8??, 130#, 19 years, long blonde hair, 36C 24 34
Sleazy 5?5??, 130#, late teens, long black hair

Cousin Bill 6?1??, 185#, 17 years, short brown hair
Little Joe 5?8??, 165#, middle teens, long black hair

Sister Cindy 5?7??, 145#, 17 years old, long blonde hair, 36D 27 36
Fat Bitch 5?4?, 160#, middle tens, long black hair, 40DD 30 40

Cousin Tina 5?6??, 125#, 16 years, medium brown hair, 34B 24 34
Skinny 5?5??, 115#, young teens, long black hair, 33A 23 33

Me 5?7??, 140#, 13 years, short blonde hair
Cleft 5?6??, 135#, early teens, long black hair

On the left-
Uncle Dan 6?2??, 200#, 45 years, short blonde hair
Big Nose 5?11??, 200#, forties, short black hair

Aunt Geri 5?9??, 150#, 45 years, long black hair, 38DD 26 36
Big Tits 5?6??, 160#, thirties, long black hair, 44EEE 28 38

Cousin JR 6?1??, 180#, 21 years old, short black hair
Gap 5?10??, 170#, twenties, long black hair

Melinda 5?8?? 145#, 18 years, light brown hair, 36DD 26 36
Hairy 5?6?? 160#, late teens, long black hair, 40DD 30 40, bush up to her navel

Cousin Beth 5?9??, 155#, 19 years, short black hair, 38C 26 36
Claws 5?6??, 140#, late teens, long black hair, 36B 26 38

Cousin Lisa 5?8??, 145#, 17 years, short black hair, 36C 26 36
Nipples 5?6??, 140#, mid teens, long black hair, 36B 26 36

Cousin Jason 5?9??, 150#, 15 years, short black hair
Tiny 5?5??, 145#, early teens, long black hair

Cousin Susie 5?4??, 120#, 13 years, short blonde hair
Moaner 5?4?, 120#, early teens, long black hair (girl I had beaten last year)

We stripped on opposite sides of the barn. You could see the different reactions. Most of the women?s nipples hardened and raised in anticipation. A few of them rubbed their bushes and their skinned started to flush. Among the men a third was already erect, a third was partially erect and the remainder was flaccid. We walked one by one to the boxes and pulled out the wicked leather straps.

The straps were uniform black leather strips about three inches wide and four feet long. This year the entire length of the straps had been studded about every inch with dull pyramidal studs. The raised metal was no more than quarter of an inch, but they were going to hurt. That and the desperate state of the Johnson Family finances made this likely to be even a more brutal and savage fight. The look in my opponent?s eye was cold and determined. I felt a surge of fear and excitement, which hardened me the rest of the way.

Everyone took practice swings with their straps. I considered how best to employ it, but word came down from my father to wrap it around my right fist three times and leave the rest free to strike with. We had already had the strategy session where it was made clear that as soon as you had your opponent disabled to move and aid any of your family that was in trouble. The key was to take an overwhelming advantage quickly and then savagely beat the Johnson?s until they had no more fight in them. Then and only then were we to begin to take our pleasure on their broken bodies.

Having reference to the tapes is the only way I could write this account. I will move about hitting high points and try to do my best to stay within a time line. I?ll be breaking descriptions into three minute intervals, although I?m sure I?ll be bleeding over the boundaries in some situations.

Zero to Three Minutes:

Then Grandpa yelled fight.

We rushed toward each other. The sudden sounds of leather on flesh, groans and grunts of exertion, cries of pain and the slap of skin on skin are all that I can remember without aid of the tapes of much of the other action.

Cleft, so named because of his ugly looking upper lip, rushed forward at me and swung his belt in a mad roundhouse. I stopped short and let the strap whistle past me. Cleft staggered off balance. I snagged his greasy long black hair with my left hand and jerked him the rest of the way off balance. He staggered forward and I jerked back on his hair. He cursed and fell to the side landing on his knees. Before he could react I stepped behind him, pulled back on his hair and drove my belt wrapped fist down toward his face. He yelped and jerked his head. My studded strap hit him hard on the forehead rather than on the eye and cheek where I intended. He grunted under the blow, but didn?t wilt away. Instead he twisted on his knees and tried to hit me in the balls. I jumped to the side and kicked at his crotch with my already dirty foot. I hit his cock, but missed his balls. He grabbed for my leg. I jerked away. He swung his belt again and wrapped it around my other ankle and jerked. I went down on my ass. He started to climb on top, but I kicked him in the face. That put him on his side moaning. I jerked my leg and the strap came out of his hand. I rolled onto my knees, and whipped the little prick across his back as he pushed up on his hands and knees. He yelped and rolled away getting to his feet and turning to me as I collected myself. His forehead was already nicely bruised and his face showed my footprint. I had won our first encounter.

To the center of the fight Grandpa and his old enemy Porky had again locked up in their slow motion old man versus fat old man battle. Grandpa won the initial punching contest, hurting Porky?s mouth and sending him staggering, but the fat bellied bastard lowered his shoulder and charged taking Grandpa of his feet. Once on the ground the bigger man rolled this way and that staying on top. They punched and clawed at one another. Grandpa?s strap opened up the side of Porky?s face, but Grandpa?s lips were split and it looked like the punch that had done it might have chipped a tooth.

Next to the two old men were the Matriarchs of the two clans. They hated one another more than anyone else. Big Mama had at least 35 pounds on Grandma. They slugged and whipped one another for about a minute, and then they tied up in a clawing, biting old fashion bitch fight. Grandma liked working on the other woman?s huge fat nipples and she soon had deep claw marks all over the pale white fat bags. Big Mama retaliated with the same tactics, but she also used her weight. Grandma was forced back out of the line of fighters. The two old enemies stayed close together, their fat bodies slapping against each other as their gnarled hands tried to wring the spirit out of the other. In the tangle, Big Mama finally managed to hook her right leg behind Grandma and down they went, with Big Mama splashing Grandma hard into the dirt.

To the right but toward the other side of the barn Dad had beaten Ferret, an ugly pointed, beady eyed piece of white trash, back with a two fisted assault. Ferret kept trying to kick or knee Dad in the balls, but Dad was fisting him again and again. The bastard?s face was already showing some nasty looking red spots. Then the black haired Johnson man came in again with an attempted tackle. Dad drove a nasty right hand, complete with studded belt wrapped knuckles, straight up into Ferret?s ugly face. The black haired greaser?s head snapped back and he dropped to his knees, his nose spurting blood out of both nostrils. Dad immediately kicked the man straight in the balls. Ferret groaned and fell forward. Dad dropped on him from behind and wrapped the belt around Ferret?s neck and started choking him. Then Dad looked up and saw he was badly needed elsewhere. Dad choked Ferret for a few seconds, stood and kicked the man in the man in the side of the face before rushing to Mom?s aid.

Mom and Nasty met in a savage all out rush. They strapped each other?s backs, twisted together in a mutual hair pull. Nasty?s knee got Mom in her fleshy cunt twice and then they both went down with Nasty coming out on top. They fought in the dirt of the barn floor, wrestling and hitting. Nasty stayed on top and got in some extra damage on Mom. Mom ripped long furrows in Nasty?s white back and jiggling ass, but Nasty had Mom?s beautiful face marred with deep scratches. Mom bucked up to get the bitch off her. Nasty rode the buck and ended up in a school girl pin sitting on Mom?s 36D tits. Mom tried to bite Nasty?s thigh, but the Johnson whore grabbed the front of Mom?s blonde hair with her left hand. Then she started punching down with her right hand. Nasty used the belt just right. The studs took Mom over the eye again and again as my Mom groaned and writhed under the bitch. The rest of Mom?s face was relatively well protected by the angle and the Johnson cunt?s legs, but her forehead was wide open to punch after punch after punch. Mom kicked her legs and clawed bloody streaks in Nasty?s pasty thigh and pale white ass, but the bitch just kept punching. Mom?s forehead was split open in four places. Once the blood started, Nasty pressed the studs into the wound and then ground the studs into the bloody ruptures. Mom screamed bloody murder. Just then Dad came to her assistance. Nasty saw him coming ready to kick. She ducked under his foot and scrambled off Mom in the opposite direction. Mom?s face was a mask of blood, but she was still moving. Dad helped her up. At the same time Ferret and Nasty joined up.

Aunt Irene and the Johnson slut I called Dirty met just o the right of Mom. Dirty?s opening strap swing connected perfectly across Aunt Irene?s face. Aunt Irene screamed and turned away, her long blonde hair flying. Dirty jumped on her and took her down immediately. The Johnson woman sank her teeth into Aunt Irene?s shoulder and grabbed the back of the long blonde hair to scrub my Aunt?s face into the dirt. They lay like that for a long time as Aunt Irene clawed at the dirt trying to get the Johnson woman off her back. Dirty chewed my Aunt?s shoulder bloody then rose up on her and started ramming her face into the dirt again and again. Things had started badly for the center right of the battle line.

Cousin Rob was fighting against his last year?s rival Big Dick, again named for an obvious reason. Rob?s fist fighting had improved and the two were slugging each other with abandon. They were out of the line in their own area behind the Johnson Family line both with red faces. Rob?s lip was busted, but Big Dick had a badly swollen left eyebrow.

My sister Anne and her old enemy Sleazy came next. Once again they went to the ground and ripped away at each other?s long hair. Soon long black hair and long blonde hair lay in the dirt and matted to each other?s sweaty skin. They clawed each bloody and then the biting began. They exchanged top positions, but then Anne locked her legs around Sleazy?s waist and started crushing her ribs. Sleazy gasped and cried out as her ribs were stressed. She clawed Anne?s legs, leaving her nipples open to Anne?s claws. Sleazy was soon screaming for help and Anne had her enemy in real trouble.

To the right of Ann, Cousin Bill and Little Joe repeated the prior year battle. Little Joe was younger, five inches shorter and twenty pounds lighter. Bill was beating him to the punch and had the little shit backed up and bloody.

My youngest sister Cindy tied up with the girl I called Fat Bitch. Just like last year Fat Bitch had taken Cindy down and was sprawled on top. Cindy had wrapped her legs tight around the Johnson girl?s big fat ass and her legs around the girl?s neck. So they lay their struggling in a hateful impress. Cindy was unable to get the pig off her, but Fat Bitch was unable to do anything more than claw at Cindy?s sides and upper arms.

Then Cousin Tina and the Johnson girl I called Skinny fought directly on my left. I had replaced Tina on this end of the line. Tina and the Johnson girl punched and kicked until they were behind me and Cleft on my family?s side of the line. Tina got in some nasty strap attacks and had Skinny backing up toward the wall of the barn.

On the left of the line, Uncle Dan and Big Nose fought it out again. Dan tried to bust Big Nose?s namesake again, but the other man was protecting his face. They both missed ball kicks. They exchanged strap welts across the shoulders and back. Dan connected with a hard right to Big Nose?s left eye and staggered him. Big Nose ducked and rammed into Dan?s belly and tackled him. They came down hard. Dan clamped his legs around Big Nose?s waist and rolled him to the side and clamped down. They struggled in the dirt, exchanging short punches and elbows while Dan held onto the scissors.

Aunt Geri, Dan?s wife, fought a more even battle with Big Tits. Last year Big Tits had choked her out quickly. This time Geri had Big Tit?s nose bleeding and her huge 44EEE tits bloody with scratches. Big Tits had marked up Geri?s 38DD tits and bruised her lower belly with a nasty knee. Aunt Geri was three inches taller and ten pounds lighter. She kept away from Big Tit?s attempts at taking them to the ground. They shuffled in a circle just to the Johnson side of the battle line.

Cousin JR fought between his mother and his new wife. Last year his opponent, called Gap because of his white trash dental care, had beaten JR with his fists. This year they both hammered one another. JR was holding his own and staying close to his wife, so he didn?t take any advantage of Gap?s bloody nose and swollen eye. They circled nearby where they started punching and occasionally kicking.

JR?s new eighteen year old beauty queen wife fought for the first time. Her opponent was a Johnson girl of similar age that I called Hairy because of the tangled black thatch that spread out from her furry crotch up to her belly button and around the back between her big fat ass cheeks. She had at least fifteen pounds on Melinda. Melinda was more than holding her own. She had the girl hurt on the first pass. Hairy responded by grabbing hair and clawing at the beauty queen?s perfect face. Melinda stunned me by ignoring the slashes on her cheeks and driving her fist into Hairy?s chin. Hairy was staggered. She turned away to cover-up, a classic mistake in a fight, particularly among girls. Melinda grabbed the back of the Johnson girl?s dirty black hair and jerked her head back at the same time as Melinda drove her right knee into the small of Hairy?s back. The 40DD tits jiggled and Hairy sank to her knees groaning. Melinda jumped on the down woman from behind, wrapped her arm around the neck and then forced Hairy into the dirt for a rear choke out. Our new addition was doing well.

Next to Melinda was Cousin Beth and Claws. Claws had again brought the longest nails of the Johnson women to the fight. Beth and Claws were equally matched in terms of weapons. They slashed at one another from the very beginning. Beth was not backing down at all. Claw?s face was furrowed. Her tits were bloody and even her arms were streaked with long scratches. Beth took the same, maybe more. They were slowly backing into Cousin Lisa and the girl I called Nipples.

Lisa had those big long thumb like nipples firmly grasped in her fists and she was twisting and jerking them. Nipples was dragged along by her namesakes, screaming in agony and trying to do the same to Lisa?s 36C tits. Nipples own tits were only 36B, but her nipples were enormous. Just as Nipples gave up on tearing Lisa?s nipples off, Lisa stunned the Johnson girl with a hard knee in the groin. Nipples cried out and dropped down to her knees. Lisa leaned forwards and started walking backwards, her feet digging into the soft dirt. My cousin was trying to nipple drag the Johnson girl!

Cousin Jason and Tiny fought their school yard style fight. They were tangled up on the ground in mutual headlocks trying to punch each other?s face with their free hands.

Now on the far end my young cousin Susie and the girl I had beaten and taken so brutally the year before fought it out. Susie?s only advantage was her blonde hair was shorter than Moaner?s long black hair. The two young girls fought like hellcats. Moaner had gone for the strap strike early and missed. Susie had hammered her back with a studded fist. Moaner had back fisted Susie and staggered her. They exchanged straps across the back and shoulder. Susie connected with a snapping kick to Moaner?s left calf and Moaner missed with a cunt kick. Susie leapt forward and grabbed Moaner?s long hair and drove a little knee up into the girl?s sex. Moaner squealed, but grabbed the side of Susie?s hair and pushed her dirty thumbs into my cousin?s eyes. Susie screamed and jerked backwards, falling and pulling Moaner down on top. Susie?s upward pointing knee gutted Moaner and they rolled apart. Moaner was holding her stomach and gasping; Susie was trying to wipe out her eyes.

To be continued should I have time and you desire.

[MikeJV]

I DESIRE I DESIRE, PLEASE CONTINUE!!!!!

MikeJV

[drumguy8]

great start!!!