Veterans- Bali Battle pt2

[johnsmith2007]

Veterans- Bali Battle pt2

Hamburg Couple Episode 16

Warnings of sexual content, violence etc.


Emilio started off the next session against the tall powerful Anglo female with twenty minutes left of the second hours fighting. Normally Mattie feared no man but the women handling she had just received from Corizon had left her tits tender and sore, and her cunt bloody. She somehow lasted nearly to the end of the hour, sweating and panting as she dodged and blocked blows and escaped from bear hugs and cunt holds by her shear strength, twice muscling out of ass rapes from the heavy Filipino bull. The experienced Filipino managed to cut her off from a life saving tag from Kyle and kept the fight at his end of the room before eventually he forced a wailing submission from the American wife as he hoisted her up the hotel room wall by a combination throat choke and cunt claw. In the five minutes punishment period Corizon took great pleasure in using her two handed dildo on the screaming Yankee as she rattled her to a wailing bloody plastic raped climax while licking, kissing and nipping at her already damaged clit.

As Karl fast forwarded through the thirty minute rest period that punctuated each hours combat he noted the concern both women had for their bruised and abused breasts, now encased in ice bags, and draining fluids to return them to an approximation of there original size and shape. RapeFight's were not designed to maim or permanently damage a foe, but to cause them maximum pain and humiliation, and set the victims up for the long weekend of bondage that awaited them after the fight. Ideally, even after those two days of degradation, the losers should be able to fly home and limp into work the following day. However as this was a high stakes semi-final knock-out contest the Ref was allowing a lot more damage to be done before stepping in. Large quantities of pain killers were being consumed, but Karl still wondered how in less than a week?s time one of these couples would ever be fit enough to fight a Championship bout. He had also to smile at the cruel warped mind who had originated the rules for the RapeFights. The thirty minutes rest period after each sixty minutes of fighting was just long enough to prolong the contest into many hours of combat, and the five minutes punishment period for losers just long enough to inflict pain and degradation without prematurely ending a long night?s entertainment for the watching web customers.

At the restart for the third hour Kyle charged out to get revenge for his wife facing the muscled Corizon, who though lighter was at least an inch taller than the dark haired male. He however found him self facing an enraged female wanting her own revenge for his earlier mistreatment. She punted a painted toe nailed foot straight into his already busted balls and had him groaning and gasping, and then unloaded two slaps that gave him matching red cheeks similar to the slightly bruised and glowing left cheek she had received from his wife. He managed to get in a few good licks of his own, but was winded and agonised and easy prey to a weakening head scissors before the Filipino finished him off, forcing a screamed submission out of the White male as she fisted his ass. Kyle suffered further ass abuse from Emilio, using an abrasive cock sheath on his thick tool as he plugged his shitter, while Corizon sucked him off and then ball slapped him during the punishment period. The Filipino?s now led three falls to two, but Karl could not help noticing that the much older Corizon was continually blowing and panting and her face was drawn and pale under her golden tan and her long burgundy tinted dark brown hair had lost its healthy gloss.

With forty-five minutes left of the third hour Emilio stepped out confidently against Mattie only to receive a massive chest chop across his muscled torso from the tall muscled bitch that sent him off his feet, crashing into the satin and silk wallpapered wall. She had used all her strength to forearm smash the big male, and as Karl had expected she swiftly received a warning from the Ref. However the proud aristocratic husband had literally been out powered by a women and an enraged Emilio jumped to his feet rubbing his bruised ?pecs? and punched the pale Anglo full in the face. Mattie yelped and staggered back holding her face and Karl could see she already had a nasty black eye coming as her left eye swelled and closed. But she was quickly smiling and laughing with glee as Corizon screamed her protests. The Ref awarded a full five minutes double-teaming with ?tools? as punishment for the big bulls rule breaking. A full strength punch to a females face by a male was one of the big ?No No?s? of RapeFight, and Karl could only wonder at the stupidity of the veteran fighter.

Kyle charged in, angered at the treatment of his wife, and as Emilio tried to escape and even attempted to apologise, he snatched hold of the Filipino?s left arm and forced it up his back. Reaching through the taller males legs Kyle hoisted the copper skinned gladiator up in a screaming reverse ball crusher. The ash blonde meanwhile staggered to her area of the large hotel room to retrieve the ?equipment? she wanted to use, and also slapped on an ice pack to her battered face. Mattie broke the strong male?s spirit with the aid of a ball clamp and a red twelve inch plastic ass rape, while Kyle had him gagging and retching having shot a full load of cum deep down his throat. At the end of the punishment double-team session she tagged in the dark haired light tanned male who simply cock clawed a whimpering submission from the abused Filipino that set up another five minutes of hell for the now crippled husband.

With over thirty minutes left of the third hour Corizon came out to fight a pumped up Mattie knowing that Emilio was finished for now, if not for the evening, and she would have to fight against the two Whites alone. The quick American Amazon dodged and spared with the now worried older bitch until sensing her fear she suddenly flew at the muscled mature gladiatrix. Karl marvelled at the sheer stamina of the tall stocky pale skinned women and also at the resilience of the over sixty year old Corizon who did her best to keep out the flurry of punches and kicks the vicious vixen was raining on her while retuning powerful and better aimed blows of her own. However, eventually a nasty stomp kick from the younger gladiatrix landed perfectly in the pit of the older wife?s stomach, gutting her and leaving her croaking.

As Corizon gagged and bent over double holding her lower belly, gasping for air, Mattie snatched hold of her flowing burgundy hair and pulled her across the room towards a waiting Kyle. The tall fifty something cat swung her right leg over the doubled vixens back and snapped the other veteran bitch in a tight standing head scissors. Mattie had manoeuvred her enemy into the reaches of her waiting husband, and securing a firm hold on the sixty year old?s arms, stretching them out so she could not escape, she presented her for her coming torture. While his wife screamed her encouragement the American stud thudded his hard erect fourteen inch member straight into the tight ass of the bent and trapped Filipino vixen. The Ref called the time for a ?double-team? and the American couple continued their anal abuse of the now wailing Corizon until the Ref forced them to break after thirty seconds of vindictive ass reaming.

?Not so quick back to your feet now are you old cow?, mocked the ash blonde, who swiftly bent across the sweaty muscled back of her enemy to continue with a fist what her husband had started with his meat. The golden skinned sixty plus female scratched and pinched at the enclosing meaty thighs but was reduced to whimpers as blood started to seep down the insides of her legs, but then with a shout Mattie again manoeuvred her trapped foe across to her husband. Karl quickly checked the time, she had waited the prescribed five minutes between double-teaming as per the rules, before hauling the wailing older women across to again take it in the shitter from her fired up husband. Getting caught in the opposing team?s ?corner? was one of the biggest dangers in RapeFight and Corizon was paying dearly for her mistake. This time Kyle had stroked himself to near ejaculation and went in at top speed. At the last second of the double-team, and as the Ref warned him to ?break?, he pumped a creamy jet of cum into a screaming Corizon?s aristocratic ass.

However, if the Filipino thought that she was now free to collapse sobbing to the floor and be counted out, she was mistaken. The golden skinned veteran was yanked to the floor by her long dark hair to again have her round ass fisted by the pale fifty something female, but Mattie was still not finished. After another five minutes torture the White bitch again locked the older vixen into a standing head scissors and securing her arms into the torture hold she had used previously pushed the now crying sobbing Corizon towards Kyle to face another ass rape from the American male. This time the sixty plus veteran screamed her submission before the double-team started, but to shouts of protest from Emilio, that only allowed the vicious Americans to spend the whole five minute ?losers? punishment period filling the abused hole of the Filipino female with full strength Caucasian sperm while Mattie pulled and twisted her tits. As a finisher as she lay on her back groaning with ass pain, dripping blood and cum, the blonde filled her mouth with strong pungent Yankee piss.

The tall Filipino had at least seen out the third hour so Emilio had another thirty minutes before he had to come out against Kyle. Both couples were tired and exhausted and valued the rest at the end of the third hour but at the restart Emilio was still unable to really offer any fight, soon he was out for the count after a nasty body check and slam from Kyle, and he sobbed and wept during his losers punishment period as the American male whipped his ass with a leather belt while Mattie after squatting and straining on his face forced him to eat her shit. Then Corizon had again to go out against the big blonde Anglo, but this time the younger women?s speed stamina and sheer confidence meant she was quickly on top of the older female. The veteran dominatrix was brutalised for nearly thirty minutes by the fifty something White bitch, bringing her near to submission many times before releasing her various claw, gouge or milking holds to mock her victim. Eventually Emilio, even in his condition, started to call for his wife to tag out, and Corizon started to crawl across the thick carpet towards the beckoning hand of her man. Mattie allowed her foe a bit of hope before easily getting to her first. The excited victorious American was about to stomp on the downed bitch when the older female, seizing what may well be her last chance, snatched her supporting leg out from under her and landed Mattie hard flat on her back, stunning the big bitch.

Lunging across the taller women?s body the veteran Filipino buried her head in the trimmed curly pubes of the pale skinned female and expertly started to suck and pinch at the now gasping Mattie?s hot steaming clit. Trying to shake the cobwebs from her battered brain, and summoning all her resolve to fight on and not just lye back and enjoy it, the American wife heaved herself across and buried her own head into the clean shaved slit of the other mature cat. Whoever ?came? first would be the loser, and suffer a fearful retribution during the punishment period that would follow.

Karl watched the close ups on the web screen and could see the two very experienced bitches slurping and sucking at each other?s well-used cunts. Kissing and teasing clits and nipping at sex lips while they nuzzled in close. They blew their hot excited steaming breath full into each other?s now shuddering spasuming bodies. For added effect Corizon started to scratch at Mattie?s ass, but his was her big mistake. The big blonde returned the ass attack with interest on the already much abused hole of the older woman. Corizon was a real pain freak, and within seconds she was gasping and whinnying with pain and pleasure and within a minute was rolling on her back squirting her jizz in surrender to the superior tong and fingers of the American women.

A panting Mattie sat up, still fighting her own mounting orgasm, but quickly decided not to struggle up and take the count on the exhausted Filipino but to drain her completely instead, and finish this fight once and for all. Slumping across the bucking orgasming golden skinned female her tong again went to work between the sixty year old?s legs while she scratched and stroked at ass and clit. The hyperventilating Corizon was now breathless and completely in control of the big White cat, she could not even get out her submission, before with a high pitched scream she again jerked and bucked in another frenzied climax. This time Karl saw that the ash blonde did not even pause for breath but held on tightly to the twitching writhing torso of the muscled over sixty battler. She had got the veteran women?s G-spot and quickly forced another shuddering jizz, blood and piss squirting orgasm from the now frantic Filipino bitch as the Ref eventually stepped in and called TKO. Corizon?s eyes had rolled back into her head and she passed out from exhaustion and sexual overload

Laughing with glee and shouting abuse at the comatose women?s husband Mattie dragged Corizon across the carpet by her left leg while Kyle started to fit a studded sheath to his now recovered cock. His five minutes of punishment of the cow who had nearly castrated him earlier left the sixty year old curled in a foetal ball whimpering. The veteran who had dominated the circuit for over ten years now looked all of her six decades. Corizon was sexually destroyed and ruined, and her new husband had to meekly submit the fight. Karl realised he had just seen a bit of RapeFight history as Corizon, with her first American husband, had been a founder couple in LA of the original circuit. Now he watched her tear stained face with its shocked eyes, drooling as she gargled while drinking piss, and then Mattie attached clamps to her tits and dragged her over to an excrement filled dog kennel by a leash. Her sixty three year old body and tortured mind was never able to recover to fight again, the Kent?s had retired her for good.

Karl let out an involuntary whistle. If the standard of the fights were going to be that high during the two week tournament coming up he would be in for a treat. His plane tickets had arrived and a large wad of notes for spending money. Officially he would be attending as an advisor to the ?International Naturists Martial Arts and Fitness Convention for the Over Fifties?. This cover would arouse lots of interest but, as the hotel resort was very secluded and completely private, no one would interfere. Karl had looked up the billionaire who was footing the bill. He was called Ali Khan and had many links with organised crime and drug smuggling. He had been targeted by the DEA, but had found refuge in Turkey where money bought him freedom and a blind eye to his misdeeds.

On the list of attendee?s he spotted lots of old friends and enemies who would know of him as the big blonde German male, part of the infamous ?Hamburg Couple?. It was only at these types of special events that RapeFighters fraternised; if insulting, glaring, and mocking and teasing before jumping into a king-size bed for rough group sex could be called fraternisation. Due to the nature of the many long standing grudges and vendettas between families, each set of veteran fighters needed to have ?Seconds? to look after them, and hopefully stop the more public fights from occurring. So that as well as the fighting Vet?s an equally large number of younger RapeFighters would be present as well. As many of these would also have sworn enemies and hated foes Karl had to admire the organisation and security that kept peace at these events. However, if it was anything like the last one he attended in Hong Kong, an unfortunate coach crash would be needed to cover up the many fatalities at the end of the fortnights festivities, but luckily he and Helene had mostly avoided these bloody vendettas. Among the many ?delegates? would also be other anonymous Refs like himself, but no one would ever know who was in charge of their fight as all contact during a contest was, as per normal, via a web link. To make sure the fighters really did not know ?who was who?, the Refs and ?Seconds? were interchangeable.

It had been two years since Karl had last attended a similar convention, and that was as a fighter with Helene. The convention he realised would be an ideal place to put out feelers and see if anyone had any leads as to the whereabouts of his missing wife.

John,

OK folks, I?ve got hooked on doing background stuff and will probably do the ?final? of this ?tourney? next before going on to the new tournament.

[MikeJV]

Just.... WOW!

MikeJV