Fight for Supremacy (Conclusion, part II)

**Shindy** · June 30th, 2007, 04:43 AM

Nicole was grimacing as she caught her breath from the kick. Kristi moved quickly and swung, connecting soundly with Nicole?s cheek. Nicole almost fell to her knees, as the punch was one of the most powerful she had ever felt. She was a fighter though, and stood her ground, grabbing her opponent by her halter, hauling her forward and bringing a knee into her crotch. Kristi moaned, clutched her gut, and stumbled back. Nicole hit her twice, knocking her onto her ass. Quick to act, Nicole grabbed Kristi?s top and hauled her up, but unfortunately for both girls, the top tore off completely, Kristi was left topless (and braless, as she had none on to begin with) and Nicole was left holding just some fabric, rather than her opponent.

Kristi kicked out with her leg, slamming it into Nicole?s thigh. The tall blonde collapsed from the ensuing charley-horse and Kristi pushed away, getting to her feet. Both fighters were back on their feet as the crowd cheered them on. Both women were sweating in the hot summer heat already as well. Kristi had thick nipples and big areolae. Nicole quickly used them for target practice, pounding them like speed bags. Kristi stumbled and tried to protect herself at first, unaccustomed to fighting without a top on.

?You cunt!? hissed Kristi as her big tits took some brutal punishment. She had only ended up topless once before in a fight and it was before she had reached puberty. Her tits were big and they shook as she moved, throwing her balance off a bit. She was clearly at a disadvantage, not to mention that they were serving as prime targets for her opponent. A sharp pain shot through her chest as Nicole?s most recent punch plunged deeply into her firm titflesh. Nicole however, left herself open and Kristi knew that her strong point in fighting was her powerful punching. She slammed an overhand right hook into Nicole?s hand and followed with a brutal left uppercut. Nicole?s head snapped back as blood sprayed out from her nose and her eyes rolled back for a moment and she went down. Kristi took a second to rub her left tit, then grabbed Nicole?s t-shirt and hauled it up around her arms, trapping her in it. Nicole?s friends screamed for her to get up, by the big blonde was too dazed. By the time she was reactive, her arms were trapped. Kristi pounded her back and gut with heavy punches and then popped open her front-clasp padded bra and ripped into her tits with more punches before backing away to catch her breath for a moment.

Nicole freed herself from the t-shirt binding?having to take it off. She also knew that her bra was going to be in the way. She tossed that off too. Now both women were topless. Nicole knew that she was in trouble, but she also knew that unlike Kristi, her ?strong point? in fighting was her ability to take a punch and keep going. She was going to need that to get her through this fight as she was hurting pretty badly at this point. She had one other advantage too. Although her tits were a bit bigger than Kristi?s she had had two fights where she had lost her top (actually once she had taken it off) and had become a bit more comfortable than Kristi at fighting without clothes on. Nicole didn?t know that Kristi had no experience and didn?t really think about this though. Nicole, like Kristi, had big, thick nipples and large areolae.

The two fighters came together again. Punches flew wildly, this time, with tits flailing up and down and left and right. Kristi grimaced even though Nicole wasn?t connecting very well, because it hurt her as her tits flew wildly with her body. Nicole?s body didn?t move as much, a lesson she learned in her first topless fight after nearly getting her ass kicked. Nicole unfortunately for her however, was weakened by Kristi?s earlier assault and her punches weren?t as effective as Kristi?s. Nicole was doing damage but just not as much as Kristi, who continued to connect with Nicole?s pretty face.

Nicole?s left eye had started to swell and the blood now flowed from her nose and mouth. It started to pool on the floor in spots. She grappled with Kristi now and the two pressed into each other, their sweaty tits riding over each other as their nails dug into each other?s backs. They pushed each other back and forth trying to gain an advantage, but to no avail. They struggled with each other and suddenly separated, each grabbing the other?s tits. Both dug in viciously and twisted violent, pulling, pushing and tugging. Each girl?s friends screamed instructions, which were uniformly ignored as each fighter tried to inflict the most damage to her opponent?s big guns. It was Kristi who was ultimately forced to her knees by the stronger, bigger blonde. Nicole could only bask in the small victory momentarily though as Kristi switched quickly back to conventional tactics after losing the tit-skirmish. Her punch landed right in Nicole?s pierced belly button. The air rushed from Nicole?s lungs and the blood drained from her face.

Kristi got to her feet, rubbing her brutalized tits. Her friends yelled for her to ?get the bitch!? and ?kick her face in? and to ?rip her tits apart and feed them to her!? Kristi was buoyed by this encouragement and chased after Nicole. This fight had to end and it had to end soon, Kristi was getting tired and she was going to be the leader of this gang. Now was her chance. She prepared to unload on her opponent. Kristi moved in quickly. Her friends screamed caution at her, but she was a fighter and she knew what to do. As she approached, Nicole coiled like a snake and sprang at her. Surprised, Kristi reacted instinctively, she caught Nicole full on and stumbled back, but as a result of her experience was able to deflect Nicole away. She turned to Nicole and began a brutal series of jack-hammer style punches that punished Nicole?s face and chest. Blood gushed from Nicole?s mouth and nose and got all over the floor. Nicole covered up but took an unbelievable pounding. The fight was clearly in Kristi?s hands. Kristi slammed a punch into the side of Nicole?s head, sending Nicole down to the floor, unmoving. Krisit grimaced as the punch hurt her hand badly. She saw that Nicole wasn?t moving and she took a break of her own, gasping, walking over to her friends for a breather and a drink.

?You?re kicking her cunt in!? congratulated one of her friends.

?I knew you were it, bitch!? called another.

?It?s over Kristi, you?ve got her where you want her, now just finish her off!? encouraged yet another person.

?She?s not done yet,? Kristi warned, ?And she?s hurt me pretty badly, I mean, look at my fucking tits!? Kristi was slowly catching her breath.

?Should I take my heels off?? she asked her closest friend, ?It?s getting slick out there with that cow?s blood??

?No, ? her friend answered, you want to use your heels to really kick the shit out of her now. ?You want her to be afraid of you so that she never comes back.?

?Fuck,? Kristi said, ?If she ever comes back, I?ll let her have the gang, I can?t fight this bitch again, she?s taking a beating and keeps on coming, I can?t keep this up. This is all I?ve got.?

?Well then finish her now, K-bitch. Finish her now.? With that, Kristi turned to resume her fight.

On Nicole?s side of the hangar, the conversation was a bit different.

?Holy FUCK Nicole, what?s going on?? her best friend asked.

Nicole was wiping her face to clear the blood. Her cheek was swollen and her left eye she could barely see out of.

?I?m getting my tits kicked in.? Nicole mumbled.

?Jeez, Nicole, should we give this one up?? another friend asked, ?Your getting hurt badly, I mean, I knew Kristi was tough but she?s kicking the shit out of you??

?Thanks for the encouragement girls?? Nicole replied. ?Look, I know I?m getting my cunt kicked in, but I haven?t quit yet, things can turn around. I?m willing to keep going if you?re willing to stand by me.?

?Yeah, girl, we?re in. You hang tough.? Said her friends.

?Holy fuck, ? Nicole said, ?This girl?s brutal though, I don?t know how much I have left in me.?

?You?ll do it, babe.? Nicole did her best to smile through a battered mouth. It was the voice of her ex-boyfriend, a constant supporter. ?Thanks.? She lisped, and turned back to see Kristi walking towards her full of energy.

Nicole did her best to meet Kristi half way. She put her arms up.

?You?re one tough bitch,? Kristi taunted, ?I?m gonna really respect you in the morning, when I?m done fucking you.?

?The only fucking that?s gonna happen today, K-bitch, is me taking my strap on and reaming you from here to there and back again.?

As she finished the sentence, Kristi?s right hand slammed into her face. If a dozen punches connected, thirty punches connected. Kristi punished Nicole. The big blonde?s once firm tits shook like bags of jelly. Blood poured out from her face as her friends yelled for her to quit. She stumbled backwards. She was practically out on her feet.

Kristi took a step forward and swung the kill punch. It sailed through the air as Nicole slipped and stumbled. As a result of the stumble, Kristi missed and her momentum carried her forward and to the left. She planted her left foot in a pool of blood and slid. Her body upended and she landed flat on her back, slamming her head onto the concrete floor of the hangar. She was dazed, with the wind knocked out of her.

Despite agonizing pain and blurred vision, amongst many other problems, Nicole realized her opportunity and like all good fighters, seized it. She slammed her big workboot into Kristi?s face, and blood sprayed out. She kicked repeatedly at Kristi?s head, barely having enough energy to swing her leg, but with a heavy-toed workboot, each blow was brutalizing.

Kristi?s friends screamed for her to get away but that wasn?t happening as yet.

Nicole stomped viciously on Kristi?s big tit as it lay on the floor, crushing it. Kristi?s entire body convulsed as she wailed in agony. Nicole did it again, and the titflesh splayed out on the floor and a huge bruise developed as the tit swelled massively from the damage. Kristi tried to roll away and cover up but to no avail. Nicole was pounding her with multiple kicks, grunting with the exertion. Kristi?s friends thought about jumping in to salvage her, but Nicole?s friends wouldn?t allow it. For a moment, Kristi struggled to her hands and knees, only to be repeatedly stomped by a re-energized, if barely conscious, Nicole. Nicole wouldn?t stop. At one point, Kristi got her ass in the air, and Nicole slammed the boot squarely into her crotch. When Kristi was finally prone and unmoving for several seconds, Nicole knelt down beside her. She grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head off the floor.

?We?re done now, K-bitch. This is OVER. I outfought you, I outlasted you and I am now in charge. We?ve learned who the dominant bitch is here, haven?t we??

Blood bubbled out of Kristi?s mouth as she tried to say something. Nicole rolled her onto her back.

?Now there?s one thing left to do ?Miss I?m gonna-respect-you-in-the-morning? She struggled to unbutton the skin tight pants and then unzip them.?

The crowd tittered. Some of Kristi?s friends protested. Krisit, fearing the ?strap-on? tried to squirm away. Nicole sat on her belly as she adjusted Kristi?s pants to exposed her shaved pussy. Rather than getting the strap-on though, Nicole took her long sharp nail, and carved an ?N? into the flesh right above her pussy, within Kristi?s pubic line. Kristi squealed in pain as Nicole did it, and then as she realized what she was scratching, flailed wildly to try and escape the branding.

The fight was over. Nicole had won the fight for supremacy.

The end.