Toilet Block Destruction (JapHSch)

[johnsmith2007]

Toilet Block Destruction (JapHSch)

Japanese High School Naked Wrestling

Usual warning about nasty things happening, etc.
This story includes a lot of things happening in an old lavatory and is not for those with a weak stomach or cleanliness phobia!


Miki was waiting outside the main hospital doors when Arimi emerged. She smiled weakly at her friend who as usual on these occasions frowned back at her.
?You don?t need to meet me every time; they won?t kidnap me or anything like that.? However her expression did not show the confidence of her words as they walked away from the ?Special Projects? clinic. ?And don?t say ?Sorry? again either.? This time Arimi did smile. ?After all I really was trying to kill her, you only hit over the head.?

It was nearly four weeks since the climatic fight in the Shrine and the rumours that had spread about the dorms as to what had happened had by now become old news with the start of the new term. The deaths, defending their charges, of the two House Mothers, had caused a stir in all the fight schools, but who actually was fighting who etc had been veiled in semi-secrecy and innuendo. Yasei was seemingly making a perfect recovery, after many hours of surgery and many pints of blood. There was however one minor problem, she had lost all memory of her last six years at school. As a favour to ?Special Projects?, who had three years very intensive training locked up in the head of the eighteen year old assassin, Silver had been ?persuaded? to visit her regularly and try and help her recover her skills. They had made it very clear they were not particularly bothered about her memory or personality, just her ability to kill.

?She?s quite cute really,? giggled Arimi, ?and even though she is at least four inches taller than me and much more developed?, smiling she indicated her own pert breasts, ?she calls me ?Sempai?.? With a laugh Silver started to recount how she had been playing with Barbie dolls all afternoon with the hardened killer who had nearly butchered them both.
?Tonight Ichigo is fighting. It should be a good one as Shinji High is a top ranked school. I?ll make some Miso soup and we can watch it in my room.? She rubbed her leg as they walked back to the main student?s quarters, the stitches in the knife wound still causing her trouble. The two girls had watched the fight on Miki?s mother?s laptop. She was the only one that Silver had shared her secret about her and Ichigo?s friendship, and at the end of the fight Miki had had to hug and comfort her crying friend having witnessed the slaughter. The web cam of the fight had been particularly blurry but none of the brutality was missing from the coverage.

Three days latter Silver was sobbing again having had a text from Haya, Ichigo?s lover. The older girl had said it was all her fault that Ichigo had been crippled, and then cursed her and said she was going to sort out the mess Silver had caused. But her biggest shock came when a few weeks latter a whimpering and hysterical Ichigo had phoned, having just been released from hospital. As a welcome home present Haya?s cunt and breast?s had been left on the recovering young Amazon?s pillow, the rest of her lover was never found. The next day Silver received the details of the challenge and the location of the duel by registered post. It was written in Haya?s blood, and included the second year?s clit as a memento, and a promise to do the same to Miki if she failed to turn up.

Arimi had gone back to the Hokkaido High?s dojo to train as it had better facilities than her present school, and though she had run away in disgrace she now had their full support as all the students and teachers knew of her mission to avenge their girls. A bigger step was a visit to her old beauty saloon; her long straight jet black hair was re-cut and dyed to its previuos short metallic platinum pageboy, and a tanning machine buffed up her toned body back to its California golden sand tan. She was ready to kill again.

The address she had been given was in one of the roughest areas of Tokyo, a small hall hired out to wannabe punk and rock bands, built originally for Occupation GI?s. The music from the ?live house? blared through the walls into the old outside toilet block. It was hardly used and neglected as two better facilities were housed in the modernised main entrance. Its amenities were old and ?western? in style; four individual male urinals, and three small sit down cubicles with overhead water tanks and pull chain flushes that had not worked properly in decades. Mainly pimps and junkies used it when the hall was closed, but today, with the concert in full swing, they had abandoned the place for even dirtier surroundings. The JPop beat with the screaming male soloist echoed off the filthy porcelain and metal. The group was very popular locally, and the last few injecting ?patrons? had rushed out when the announcer started the introduction for the top act.

As Miki and Silver entered the furthest of the three stalls opened and out walked a masked girl. Like Silver the stranger was wearing a duelling mask, the reinforced white plastic face guard used for the more vicious school fights, similar to a Kabuki actors, but glued onto the face with a special resin. She did not appear to have a second, but without formalities immediately started to slip out of her floral mini dress. Silver in any case recognised the bitch from the web cam pictures of her fight with Ichigo. She was not unique but her dark tanned complexion and short curly golden blond hair when added to the Yakuza tattoos that she was revealing as she stripped made her instantly recognisable as Gyaru, the bitch that had tortured Ichigo. She was a bit taller and older than Silver but both had as yet underdeveloped chests on their slim ballet dancer/gymnast figures.

?Your meat is mine, cow,? said Silver in a threatening undretone. ?I?m giving your scalped cunt to Ichigo as a get well present. But first, who the fuck are you and why do want me so badly?? The other teen just laughed.
?You should have asked your lover who I am, but it?s too late for that now.? Silver could see the girl?s mouth widen into a broad grin under the mask. ?I believe in a life for a life and a lover for a lover. This is my revenge and I have waited three years to be able to take it.? Silver?s head swam, she was no ones ?lover? right now, and as for three years ago; she had slept around with so many seniors, boys and girls, when she had first started junior high she couldn?t even remember all the names, but she certainly had never killed or even fought with any of them. However none of this mattered now as she was here for revenge of her own.

Apart from scarlet hold-up fishnet stockings and red four-inch stiletto shoes the other teen was now naked having worn neither knickers nor bra under the party dress. Silver unbuttoned and unwrapped her denim micro mini dress and then pulled off her white belly top revealing her own tanned nude body to her foe in black nylon crotchless pantyhose and black high heels. Both girls were wearing ?razor heels? though as they walked neither appeared particularly confident of their balance in the unfamiliar footwear. Miki sighed and leaving, locked the door to stand guard outside, as the screams of combat now echoed out of the dirty toilet. The two schoolgirls had instantly charged at each other and in the confined space of the old lavatory were quickly spinning each other around kicking, biting and punching before clinching and staggering into the nearest of the three stalls. The two teen?s fell into the small toilet cubicle, pushing open the old door, hands locked into each others vital assets. They were not natural catfighters but trained bitch fighters. Who wants to pull and tug at hair when much more valuable targets are available for destruction?

The claws of each teen?s right hand was firmly tugging and scratching at the other feline?s crotch while the talons of their left fists were twisting and pulling at the sensitive teats on their young still growing breasts in the close confines of the cubicle. Both girls were yelling and swearing now as they had worked themselves into a stalemate where neither vixen could afford to let go on pain of circumcision or de-titting from the other cat. Their curses slowly subsided into slow tortured moans and whimpers as they leaned into each other?s tenderised body and increased the viciousness of their holds. Eventually blood was flowing from each mangled tit and slick crimson was cascading down the inner thighs of the two schoolgirls. Silver finally managed to get a good hold on Gyaru?s clit and force it out from its protective cunt lips. Gyaru wailed in anticipation of what was about to happen and then screeched as she was yanked up onto tip toes by the platinum haired vixen?s cunt claw.

Still wailing the older schoolgirl grabbed the cistern and pull chain on the old toilet and tried to relieve the intense pain in her sex by lifting herself up and scissoring Silver?s waist, but this only enabled the light tanned gladiatrix to add ass ripping to her cunt claw as she buried four fingers into Gyaru?s puckered brown shitter. As the older teen screamed in torment at the torure with a grinding and rumble of old brickwork the chain and cistern ripped out from the wall and both girls were flung hard to the floor as the toilet collapsed with a gush of water from the overhead tank that soaked both females. Luckily both teens had escaped the falling masonry, and while Silver sat up shaking her head to clear the cobwebs the glistening form of the near crippled Gyaru crawled away crying, one hand pressed firmly into her bloody crotch, her scarlet fishnets dyed a deeper red by her blood

Silver pulled herself up and shakily pursued her foe across the debris and dank stagnant water, but as she prepared to hammer a hard black patent leather toe into the juicy firm ass of the darker bitch the older girl flicked back her foot and spiked the platinum vixen just above her cuny. Silver gurgled, clutching her punctured gut, and received another stab from the red stiletto, lower down full in her crotch, eliciting a scream as she pitched down on her black pantyhosed knees, both hands nursing her wounded sex. Gyaru snatched hold of the other kneeling schoolgirls damp metallic locks and pulled her across the cracked tiled flooring, yanking her head over towards the nearest pisser, ripping to shreds the nylons. With a splash of green slime she plunged the platinum head of the other teen into the basin. The urinal trough was filed with stale excrement and old cigarettes and the fermenting liquid stung and oozed around her face as Silver tried not to gulp any of the noxious substance. As a reflex her right hand snaked back and found the already tenderised clit of her foe and latched on, twisting and gouging, but Gyaru held her head under ignoring the agony of the claw hold on her cunt and bellowed at the drowning teen.

?Drink piss you ugly shit, you can never replace me,? hissed the golden haired schoolgirl through her battered lips. Eventually forced to take a mouthful of the foul excrement Silver retched and spasmed and her writhing threw the taller girl off of her as she gulped for air and then was violently sick. Fortunately for Silver the projectile liquid hit Gyaru as she was rising to renew her attack on the platinum haired vixen, and she took a full mouthful of Silvers putrid spew. Now both teen was retching uncontrollably fighting their own bodies as their stomachs cramped and their throats burned with the expulsion of their minimal drug and booster loaded last meals. However revenge for her near drowning was Silvers main concern and fighting her own still retching body she grabbed hold of the golden locks of the other Asian and dunked her head into the next full urinal. To Silvers disgust, and to a wail from the disappearing head of the other teen, two used condoms were floating on the green discoloured piss. Gyaru bucked and jerked as the smaller vixen held her face under the effluent. Eventually in desperation having had no luck with clawing at Silver hands and arms and punching into her already tender stomach the slimmer Amazon managed an instinctive gouge at her adversaries eyes, through the slits in her white mask, forcing Silver to squeal in pain and jerk backwards to save her sight

As Silver sat back on her haunches rubbing at her sore eyes the other teen sprawled sobbing on the hard tilled floor, only a few feet away, coughing up the foul liquid. Gyaru seemed unable to continue but Silver was fully aware this fight would have to go on to a conclusive finish. Clambering up she shot out her right leg and spiked the older teen high in the thigh. Gyaru screamed and rolled away but as she did so Silver using the urinal for support smacked the pointed tip of her high heel patent leather pump straight into the hairless and already traumatised slit of the honey skinned teen. The golden-hared vixen gurgled and clutched herself and flopped down half way into one of the stalls. Rising Silver pursued spiking her twice more in her muscled left thighs causing howls from the other schoolgirl before in desperation Gyaru lashed out, and though missing with her spiked red stiletto caused Silver to stumble in her unfamiliar foot wear and with a surprised yell fall backwards with a crash onto the filthy slick toilet floor. Silver was stunned as she had hit her head hard on the unyielding surface, but luckily Gyaru was still whimpering in pain and found it difficult to rise having three bleeding wounds in her thigh. The older bitch eventual hauled herself up and staggered across towards the downed platinum blond gladiatrix and balancing precariously on her wounded leg sent her own spiked heel deep into the side of her enemies left knee and was satisfied not only with the deafening shriek but the unmistakeable crack of a displaced patella.
?Try dancing now cunt,? spat Gyaru.

However Silver, through her pain, shot out her good leg to sweep the feet out from under her taunting foe, sending the honey skinned teen down with a thud onto the floor beside her wounded enemy, but the other gladiatrix retaliated by kicking her spikes again into the younger teens injures leg, eliciting a scream of renewed agony from the younger schoolgirl. As Silver rolled about moaning, holding her swelling knee, the golden haired bitch slowly pulled herself up and gulped in lungfuls of the acrid ammonia smelling air. Stooping, she retrieved the toilet chain pull that had been yanked loose from the overhead cistern of the flush in the cubicle that they had wrecked earlier. Holding the two foot rusty chain by it?s worn wooden handle she started to flail at the cowering body of the downed California tanned teen.
?What does she see in you? You are nothing. You do not even have any clan markings. How can she ever love you?? She mocked and jeered at the tearful Silver as welts and strips of flesh were torn from off of the naked torso of the younger gladiatrix.

Silver had crawled as best she could into the end cubical and her relentless foe had wobbled in pursuit aiming to cut and lacerate very inch of the other nude schoolgirls body. Flailing red stripes across Silver?s back and legs as she crawled. Rolling onto her back the platinum haired vixen glared up at her panting enemy.
?Fuck you cow?, she hissed at the other Japanese teen, who was again lifting up her make shift toilet chain whip, as with her good leg Silver kicked the old hardwood toilet door closed. The force of the blow cracking the mask and broke Gyaru?s nose as the wood swung across hitting her full in the face. The door spring back wide open and Silver smiled up into the blood cover face of the older girl as she groaned and staggered back to perch on top of one of the messy urinals. Half the mask had fallen away and the other vixen had both hands up trying to staunch the gush of blood from her flattened features.
Silver hauled herself up by using the toilet stool and favouring her swelling knee she hobbled across to the dazed older vixen. Yanking up the darker tanned teen by her grimy blond hair she smacked a punch into the other females already bloody face.

Gyaru feel backwards with a crash through the doorway of the middle cubicle and smashed her head on the discolored porcelain bowel of the stool. Silver hobbled to the door and looked in, seeing her foe lying semi-conscious on her ass, splayed out on the floor, her head thrown back resting on the rim of the bowl with her short bedraggled golden hair hanging down into the discolored water of an overflowing crapper. Lurching forward the metal haired gladiatrix grabbed her prone enemy?s ankles. Ripping at the remains of the red fishnets she wound them about the dark tanned teen?s legs so they were secured, and then hoist the other schoolgirl up into the air, head downwards. Holding Gyaru around her thighs she balanced herself, favoring her good leg, across the shit, piss and cum filled bowel and dropped the other females face into the sickening mixture. For a second the stunned teen did not realize what was happening, and then suddenly Silver was fighting to keep her hold on the wet slithering glistening naked torso of her foe, as the other girl?s whole body was twitching and writhing, trying to free herself from the suffocating ooze. The platinum haired bitch was crying with exertion as the honey blond Japanese girl slowly drowned in the filth. The taller girls legs bucked and her body arched and spasmed in complete panic as she beat at Silver, desperate for release. Looking down Silver could see bubbles starting to erupt on the slimy surface, signaling the other Amazon was now taking in lungfuls of the effluent, slowly drowning in the piss and shit.

Gyaru however was lucky as suddenly with a piercing scream Silver lurched sideways as her left leg gave way completely. The taller bitch had in her frantic scrabbling for release chopped across Silver?s injured left knee and the shock and the pain had momentarily caused the California tanned vixen to falter. Both teens crashed to the floor, half in, half out, of the small cubicle. As the honey skinned vixen pucked and retched Silver, slumped across the muscular Lion Clan illustrated back of the taller girl, wondered what she had to do to finish this golden haired bitch. Gyaru was making inhuman guttural sounds as a tide of brown and green liquid cascaded from her mouth and nose, and her red rimmed eyes were set wide open in shocked horror. Then Silver noticed the rusty chain with its old wooden handle lying discarded on the excrement covered floor. The platinum teen crawled across to the improvised weapon, leaving the other schoolgirl still whimpering and wiping shit from her face. Picking up the handle she thrust the splintered wood deep into the open sopping sex of her enemy. Gyaru could only moan and feebly reach back to slap at Silver?s hands as her foe pushed the shaft of wood deep into her cunt, lacerating her sex-lips and clit. Gyaru started to weep making gurgling animal noises as her body shook and twitched in torment.

?Submit you monkey or I will gut you?, hissed Silver, leaning over the glistening bloody tattooed back of the other girl and grabbing her caked hair, pulled their faces close to glare into her victims tortured eyes. The older girl sobbed but defiantly shook her head and though only capable of moans did summon up enough strength to spit into the face of the other battered gladiatrix. Silver sent Gyaru once pretty face into the hard cracked tiled floor again, leaving her stunned, and crawled slowly to where the dark tanned bitch?s toned legs lay splayed out. Grabbing both ankles just above the now discoloured red shoes Silver positioned herself between the older schoolgirl?s legs and aimed her own pointed right heel into the bleeding cunt of her foe. With a scream of exertion she crashed her stiletto into the hole connecting with the already impacted splintered wood and sent the stake deep into the heart of Gyaru?s sex. Her shrieks echoed around the small room. Then to gain her full vengeance, and as a fitting ?finale?, Silver reached down and grabbed hold of the rusty chain in both hands, and with a tremendous jerk pulled out the embedded weapon. She was bathed in a spray of rich crimson as the defeated golden haired vixen gave out one terrified wail and then passed out. With a smile Silver collapsed across the prone body of her butchered foe.

Miki waited five minutes, listening for any sound of movement, before opening the door. She stifled at cry at the carnage and then ran across to the unconscious form of her friend. Quickly scooping her up she staggered to the old van they had arrived in and the senior boy who was their driver raced to the nearest ER. Luckily it had a contract with the school and therefore knew how to hush up any awkward questions.

The still form of Gyaru was left sprawled on the cold dirty floor in a growing pool of her own blood.

John,

Thanks for all the support folks. Just the one fight left in this particular ?mini series? to follow when I get it finished. So where do you guys want me to go from here?
I have a few ideas?
Option A? I have more of the High School Naked Wrestling fights plotted, including a school trip to the USA and a type of ?World Cup? event, including some ?lovers? tag team fights.
Option B? Continue with the Hamburg Couple. What Karl?s been doing, and a ?Veteran? RapeFight Convention. I have a series of Vet fights plotted but always like ideas for the combatants.
Option C? Continue with the Vegas Gladiatrix plots, but I have yet to develop these.
Option D? Not really an option as such but I have had suggestions to do other topics e.g. American ?Deep South? Slave fights, Sci Fi, Lawyers/Business Women catfights. I might try out a few of these when I have the time, but I always appreciate fresh ideas, and will think about anything from sexfights to fatal, and as long as it gets my interest be as sick as you like for the types of contestants and contests (!!!!)

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<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ January 12, 2008 04:53 AM: Message edited by: johnsmith2007 ]</font>

[MikeJV]

AWESOME fight... WOW!!! NOT a complaint, but I do wish as part of the finale the blonde had been de-clitted as threatened, so even if by some miracle she had been saved, she'd be finished as a sexual female and a fighter... which for her would be a far worse fate than death as nobody would want her for anything more important than a worthless slave. LOL! (pretty mean huh)

As to future options... I like "A" and "B" the same, I'll get back to ya, privately, if I have any specific ideas for either. Some of the "D" choices sound fun to.

MikeJV

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ January 11, 2008 09:21 AM: Message edited by: MikeJV ]</font>

[johnsmith2007]

Thanks Mike, I look forward to your suggestions.
As of right now it looks like the HamburgCouple is edging it (2 votes to 1)

John

[johnsmith2007]

Hi,

Looks like the Hamburg Couple Veterans stories are the ones you prefer, so I'll finish of this bit if the Japanese Fight School stuff and get writing up my 'veterans' fights. Any one with suggestions on couples just mail me,

John