new story:Pit fight

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Ilana stepped into the fighting pit of the Red Sands slave market thru the iron portal, looking up to the audience and enjoying it's frantic applause and bloodlust but also hoping that she would leave this pit on her own feet not hooked on iron hooks as it happened to losers.
Her oppoent was already waiting at the other side of the round pit.
Kescra was as ugly as all orcen beings were in Ilana's eyes. Broad lips, lower canines protruding from them, mean yellow eyes and black hair in along braid. Coarse, massive built, large breasts and massive arms but strong shapely legs.
She was wearing the same dirty loincloth as Ilana, as all the pitfighters down here.
Ilana had a last look at her fists, just to be sure everything was right. It was a matter of life or death afterall. The leather cestii with their copper spikes still set right, wrapped around her hands corectly.
A few meters away from Kescra she stopped, shaking a strand of red hair out of her view and looked at the orcen woman with disgust.
The sturdy, slightly chubby human girl from the North-Lands hated Kescra as well because she was an orc as well for the way this green-skinned bitch looked at her.
Kescra looked at her like she was prey!
A horn sounded thru the hall and the pit loudly, shaking the walls abit and starting the fight.
"I'll e'at yourrr heart" kescra gnarrled at Ilana in hardly understandable Common.
The human didn't say anything, she charged at her orcish foe with her fists clenched this firmly that her knucklkes stood out palish white.
She ran to gain momentum, winding up for a blow to start this deadly dance.
Kescra was caught off-guard and flat-fooded by such a furious assault by a 'dali', a weak human woman.
Her green skinned head rocked back as the haymaker took her right below her massive chin.
Kescra grunted and started to wind up for a blow herself.
It hit Ilana like a sledge hammer or a Mocra head-slam, right above her left breast. It drove the human girl around in a half-circle, only to see Kescra's other fist closing in.
It smashed right into Ilana's face, letting her stumble backward like a drunken satyre.
For Ilana the lights of the many torches illumanating the arena seemed to be dancing even faster and wilder for some moments.
The slave-girl forces her world to stop spinning around just in time to block Kescra's next blow with her right arm.
Kescra's other hand came down on her to but Ilana sidestepped it, grabbing the fist rushing by an inch beside her face.
Kescra put too much power in this blow, thinking it would end this fight anyway. she made another serious mistake for any fist-fight, she stetched her arm thru fully.
With a grim smile Ilana pushed the caught arm aside and threw her own, still aching, shoulder agaisnst it.
Ilana fell to the ground, just as Kescra did.
Ilana felt a shudder of excitment running down her spine and her nipples harden as she heard the pain-filled grunt of the green-skinned bitch and the sound of breaking bones.
Ilana slipped aside a bit and saw Kescra close by the orc's left lower arm hung from it's ellbow in a nasty, unnatural angle.
But Kescra gave proof of her bloods given toughness, rage and grudge-born furry, simply by fighting on.
She dropped back a bit and slammed her boots into Ilanas stomach as she screamed in agony and rage.
Ilana fell back on her back again as the wind was knocked out of her lungs and she almost lost the lunch she didn't have.
Kescra was on her in an instant, pushing down Ilana with her clawed hand closing around the human girl's throat.
Ilana needed some momemts to pull that mercy-less claw from her neck, seconds that semeed like a cruelsome eternity.
Each further breath she took gave her the feeling of swallowing white-hot bits of iron.
Kescra used this seconds to lower her head and bite.
Ilana felt like a bolt of fire would shoot thru her chest in hellish waves right up to her brain as orcish teeth grinded into her left tit tearing thru skin, flesh and fat.
Kescra lifted her head again and punched down on the young human with her healthy arm, right into Ilana's face again, shattring her nose.
Tears blurred Ilana's vision but anger and fear cleared it again almost in the same moment.
She had to break free. She flung both her legs up high and slung them around the orc's head and chin.
"Whore" uttered Ilana as she pulled with all her might, sweat stinging in her eyes and burning in her smashed left eyebrow.
Kescra simply grunted and tried to stay upright, but failed.
Now it was Kescra who fell back, her left temple slamming down into the sands.
Ilana hoisted herself up a bit and slipped upon her prone foe, slamming a knee into the smelly orcen groin on her way. The left knee first, the right knee second.
Panting for breath she sat down on Kescra's broad chest starting to throw a barrage of punches down on the beast.
She threw one cruching blow after another down on this animal, down on the ugly face and the massive breasts.
Suddenly there was a strange sound and her left hand started to hurt a bit.
Ilana looked down in awe thru her right eyes that wasn't swollen shut yet, unlike the left one.
she had smashed in both lower fangs of Kescra and cut her self doing so.
The two teeth where laying close beside in a small pound of blood, slime and saliva.
Blood flowed from both of Kescra's nostrils and she did nothing more but gasping for air.
Ilana slammed down on her again, producing a giant spray of blood and saliva, knocking out three small pointed teeth, and stood up slowly.
She limped back a bit and reached down for Kescras ankles, lifting them up. She spread the orcen's legs and kicked down on the green-skin cunt again and again.
Ten, maybe even a dozen times her feet homed in into Kescra's groin.
Kescra moaned, some of the peoples up there heard an orc begging and moaning for the first and last time in their whole lives.
The massive body rocked and spassmed, she spit out blood and vomit, finallly pissing her self, her loincloth. already sporting red stains, turning yellow.
This was Ilana's most favorite sight to end a fight.
Ilana let the legs go and kneeled right beside Kescras head.
She grabbed the longest and most pointed of both fangs with shaking hands and trembling finger-tips.
She rasised it right above the green throat and pushed down with all her might left....

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ October 14, 2007 07:31 AM: Message edited by: MikeJV ]</font>

[Ted Mark]

Thank you! You made my day with this hot little girl fight to the death!



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[MikeJV]

A great fight, and in a setting I so rarely get to see, the fantasy realm originally known as Dungeons and Dragons, tho it has others names now i can't think of them at the moment.

MikeJV