Veterans- Kitten Killers and Grandmas

[johnsmith2007]

Veterans- Kitten Killers and Grandmas

Hamburg Couple Ep 20

Usual warnings about violence and sex,
but please also add young people and death to the list.

Karl sat the squirming Gin on his lap, his hard tool stuck firmly into her hot tight pussy as they watched the opening evening?s fights together on the hotel room?s close circuit web linked TV channel. Having briefly surfed the various feeds to see which of the dozen or so opening fights looked the best they had chosen, after a small tussle for the ?changer? to watch a South America Vs The Caribbean match up. A Latino and a Black family would be facing off, nether wishing to be one of the first to exit the competition proper at the first hurdle. The female Ref had had stepped in with warnings about ?roughness? quite quickly in the fight. It was obvious that these first round contests would need to be strictly controlled or no one would be fit to fight in the next round, let alone the quarter finals, semis or the NHB final in two weeks time. However from word go it was obvious the two women hated each other with a passion, and it was there ?history? which made this particular fight so vicious and extreme, and why Ms Gin had wanted to watch it.

The fight had quickly developed into a milking contest between the African heritage Stephenson?s and the Latino Montoya?s. The darker ebony Jamaicans Vs the creamy milk chocolate golden skinned Colombians, with each couples tits and cock on the line. The older Caribbean couple were in their late fifties and tough muscled fighters. Derrick was particularly impressive at over six foot of veteran bull, but he had gone down to defeat at the hands of the shorter Mr Montoya. Though putting down Manuel twice he had been milked and raped by the South American stag four times before his eventual retirement from the contest at the hands of the Latino wife and her red sandpaper dildoe. Now Estelle, the small but more muscled Kingston wife, with her cornrow hair and plush African butt, faced the two Columbian fighters alone. However to Adrianna Montoya this was a matter of honour and, even though her husband had come out to face the weakened West Indian gladiatrix, she had forced him to step back and tag her in. The taller Columbian grandmother with her long curly burgundy hair had smiled and taunted the Jamaican, promising her what she would do to her later, as she stalked the other mature female.

The enmity between the two experienced battlers dated back many decades and unfortunately had spilled over into the rest of their families as well. The two women had been teenage cage fighters in the early seventies, sponsored by different drugs cartels. A nasty fight in the early seventies had involved them in a ?five vs. five, one comes out alive? death fight in a disused sports arena in Mexico City. One of the five who didn?t come out alive had been Adrianna?s brother, and she herself had been badly beaten and left for dead by the victorious ?Yardie? gang led by Estelle. Mrs Montoya, having had intensive surgery, had recovered, and then married Manuel before putting herself through law school. She had paid her way and earned extra cash as a catfighter, which is when she had murdered Estelle?s sister in a pit fight in Marrakech. Meanwhile Estelle had eventually been defeated and left for dead in a Thai goal by a vicious Polish teen who had removed both her nipples and her clit. She had been lucky that a UN medical official had arrived to save her and, after extensive surgery, she had then married him. It had been many years before both now respectable women knew the identity of the killer of their respective family member, but time had only deepened their need for revenge.

The two felines would have liked nothing better than to take their vengeance to some shack in Bangkok, but both husbands valued their own skins and that of their wives too highly to allow this. Instead the two families had met twice in vicious extreme RapeFight matches; special intercontinental fights sponsored by rich members who loved to see grudge fights. The Columbians had won the first and left the ebony family in a Rumanian brothel for two weeks, but the Jamaicans had come back and destroyed the milk chocolate grandparents and sold the South Americans into a month?s slavery to an S and M club in Calcutta. Fixing internal injuries had involved lots of expense and much pain, as well as sterilising both mothers. However this was the first time they had attended the same RapeFight Championship, and Karl thought it unlikely that both women would be flying home.

The combat recommenced as Adriana ended her cursing at the other mature bitch with a massive swinging slap across the beautiful ebony face of the older women that sent Estelle staggering back holding her bruising and reddening cheek. Then with a scream of rage the Columbian launched herself at her enemy with both hands flying, striking repeatedly at the swinging sweating mammeries of the other mother. Recovering from her temporary shock at the assault on her face - and the Ref?s totally ignoring the blow ? the Jamaican retaliated in kind so that for the next five minutes all that was heard was the odd ?fuck, shit, cow, bitch? above the smack and crack of heavy hands on soft plump milkers. Both tearful grandmothers would not defend, but concentrated completely on out slapping the other female to her knees. And to Karl?s surprise it was the already exhausted Jamaican who had the tougher tits.

Two under hand swipes literally lifted Adrianna?s left breast up so hard it smacked her in the face and as she staggered back wailing in pain another salvo of blows landed across the rich black aerioal of the Latin American Amazon engorged left tit causing the teat to burst and blood and lymph squirt out from the ruptured breast. The bruised brown Columbian sank to her knees sobbing only for the triumphant West Indian to finish her off with a soccer punt that had the swelling and brutalized beach ball tit smashed over her shoulder by the power of the kick. Adrianna gave out a warbled scream and then fainted from the pain, and thus missed the belated intervention of the Ref, who called a five minute double teaming with ?implements? penalty against the African heritage gladiatrix. With a bellow of rage the big Latino bull raced into the room wielding his wife?s ?black mamba? snaked ribbed dildoe as a club.

As Estelle turned to face the yelling male, Manuel whipped the hard rubber sex toy down across both already brutalised black milkers of the ebony vixen, sending off a spray of sweat from the glowing bruised orbs and twin squirts of red tinged milk out of the teats as the over sized mammeries deformed under the stress. The Kingston bitch screamed in agony and fell back against the wall, but her battle honed instincts enabled her to duck three more vicious swipes from the hard rubber weapon, but a fourth took her across the face sending her to the floor with blood seeping from her mouth and a nasty bruise developing on her left cheek to match the one she had received earlier from his wife on her right one. Two warnings from the Ref and a double team penalty to the Stephenson?s meanwhile had fallen on the deaf ears of the maddened Columbian, still enraged at the destruction of his lover. However just as she was about to threaten disqualification the big bull was stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes staring and his jaw fixed open in a silent scream.

Taking advantage of the Ref?s allowance to ?double team? the big Colombian the crippled black male had dragged himself to the rescue of his spouse and taken along one of Estelle?s longest two handled ?night stick? cocks for his weapon. As the web cam scanned back Karl moaned for the ruined stag, and Gin could not resist a giggle, as only the handle of the fourteen inch implement was now visible between the bloody butt cheeks of the muscled male. From where he had crawled Derrick now blasted repeated blows into the hanging and full sack of the other paralyzed cock fighter. The overlarge ?ripe fruit? were swollen and full of blood and even as the Ref declared the Jamaicans the winners by a technical knock out, and ordered the fights seconds in to rescue the Colombians, the Kingston bull lifted one last punch into the pods of his enemy and sent a spray of blood jetting out of Manuel?s meat. At this Ms Gin expertly swivelled on the rock hard tool of the German and Karl lost the end of the fight as he was far too busy enjoying the wild young oriental to care about the fate of the two ruined South Americans. He heard later, to no ones surprise, that the Latino?s had had an unfortunate boating accident, and been chopped to pieces by a Ferry?s propellers.

When things had calmed down Karl flicked through his private access information.
So now the official RapeFight score was two to one favouring the Jamaicans, but the two grandmothers had hid a darker secret. As part of his Ref?s special access Karl clicked on the further information section on his menu as Gin again sucked life back into his member and with a slurp remounted the blonde?s meat. The notes gave details of two other fights. As a proxy for their mothers the two eldest daughters of the families had met in a padded cell in Moscow last year, and neither had returned alive. However the other fight was far worse and the notes included a slide show of snapped pictures. A particularly sick RapeFight web member had got the grandmothers to agree to compete in a winner take all $500,000 prize fight. She had tempted both older bitches to stake their own lives and that of their young granddaughters in an arena style ?kitten? death fight in a disused Manila playground.

As Ref?s background Karl had the slide show of pictures taken on a digital camera of that fight and to coaxing from Gin he played her the set. The web cam film of this fight he guessed would be too exclusive to be available to anyone but a real connoisseur. The first shot was of the dirty derelict children?s playground, swings slides etc, surrounded by a high fence, and then of two young boyish looking girls who were both tying their best to look fierce and menacing for the camera. Poppy, the darker ebony kitten, with hair done up in braids with incongruous pink ribbons and wearing black school sandals and white socks, brandished two handed an oversize machete which she was waiving menacingly at the other screaming child. Madia, the lighter milk chocolate bronze skinned kitten was sockless, wearing designer trainers with white rabbit motifs, and her straight dark brown hair was wound into two pigtails with red ribbon. The Colombian child was swinging a large shining aluminium baseball bat around her head as she shouted and screamed at the Jamaican school girl. Both girls had been told that their opponent?s mother had murdered their own loving mom, and so with only a slight coaxing from fightdrugs and stimulants they were screaming spitting lion cubs waiting to dismember their enemy.

The slide show clicked on showing the two small vixens running across the mud, concrete and grass of the playground to meet with a clang of metal as they both swung their oversize weapons at each other. Both small mouths were twisted and showed bared teeth as they cut and thrust at each other shouting abuse in Spanish, Jamaican and English. Twice red grooves were cut across the boyish naked torso of the golden skinned Columbian and her pretty face welled into tears and screams of pain, but each time she hit back catching the slightly taller ebony school girl hard with her baseball bat. A hard lick to the black girl?s ribs made Poppy stagger and then with a yell she slipped and fell into the playgrounds dirty disused and urine filled paddling pool. However, as the black girl scrabbled up in the knee high filth, Madia unloaded with a powerful home run at her head. Instinct made the Jamaican duck back and ward off the blow with her left arm but the next picture showed Poppy?s tears filled face as she screamed in agony, bone showing through her fore arm where it had been shattered.

Then the next snap showed the two nude grandmothers trust up to what must be the frames of the playground swings. Their hands were above their heads and their feet splayed out on the frame of the swing, and they both obviously could see what was happening in the fight between their granddaughters. A close up of Estelle?s face showed pure fear for her young family member as she was pictured in a yell of warning. The Colombian grandmother?s face then filled the screen, captured in pure triumph. Karl needed no training to read her lips as she screamed ?Kill the little Puta? to the child wielding the now bloody bat. Crying uncontrollably the little Jamaican scrabbled out of the pool fleeing for her life from the Colombian kitten, her machete discarded in the pool.

The Kingston schoolgirl staggered away towards where the older females were bound up, spreads eagled on the swing frames. The gleeful copper skinned Columbian kitten immediately gave chase flourishing her shinning aluminium bat. The slide show clearly showed the older South American female laughing and mocking the black schoolgirl as she ducked behind the metal frame to avoid the crushing baseball bat. She cheered on her little granddaughter to murder her foe, but then to Karl?s surprise the next shot showed the face of the screaming Columbian child erupting into a mass of bruises and broken teeth as she reeled back away from the swings. Her crippled young foe had craftily lured the other confident kitten into the middle of the swings and flung one of the heavy metal swing seats full into the other schoolgirls face.

Madia stumbled away screaming as teeth fell from her bloody face, and then a hard school sandaled foot took her flush on her hairless crotch and she collapsed to the concrete. Poppy?s school shoe shod feet now stomped, kicked and stamped on the naked body of the other schoolgirl till the black patent leather was slick with blood and the boyish brown skinned Latino lay unmoving on the hard ground. Then at the encouragement of her mother the young girl, still nursing her shattered arm, but too high from drugs and adrenaline to care, set about kicking the older Columbian female as the ebony grandmother mocked and jeered at her enemy. After a while, with Adrianna hanging sobbing and bloody in her chains, it was obvious from the slide show the older bitch had told her cub to retrieve her ?cutlass? from the pool and finish this fight once and for all.

The enhanced digital pictures showed Poppy?s face stained with tears as she paddled back into the knee high ooze of the paddling pool and bent to retrieve her weapon. However the next picture showed the battered and bloody Columbian child kicking and punching at the screaming and wailing Jamaican grandmother. Then leaving the older West Indian semi-comatose and bleeding the young vixen hobbled towards where her preoccupied foe was entering the dank liquid of the pool. A close up picture showed Madia?s face was puffy and blood dripped from her smashed mouth and her body showed bruises and marks from the kicking the other kitten had given her. But she had weathered the storm and tricked her enemy into believing she was finished, and now she was ready to take revenge having crept up behind her assailant. As the Jamaican girl turned, with a smile for the unseen photographer, waiving her machete in victory with her one good arm, the red stained aluminium bat smashed down across her head. Karl was shocked; it actually seemed to be bent by the impact.

The ebony girl sank to her knees and the close up picture of her face showed blood dripping from her ears as well as both eyes turning blood shot. The next blow sent her flying back into the water as the little Columbian swung her metal weapon and smashed Poppy?s jaw to add to her already fractured skull. Madia had paddled into the pool to administer her finisher, and as the Black started to convulse, blood and brain jelly seeping into the discoloured green liquid, she spitefully placed the end of the bat onto the other young kitten?s chest and pushed the Jamaican under. However being dunked in the pungent filth somehow gave the white socked schoolgirl one last dying effort. Karl jumped, sending Gin into a frenzy of passion as his tool thrust even deeper into her pulsing cunt as she sat playing with her self on his lap watching the carnage.

Somehow Poppy had summoned up all her strength for one last effort. The ebony kittens machete emerged unexpectedly out of the piss and sliced upwards, its sharp point first cutting out the still blossoming clit of the other schoolgirl before ploughing on to disembowel the other child, ending its bloody trail embedded in her stomach. The slide show pictured Madia falling back wailing in agony, threshing about in the urine for what must have been many minutes, dying slowly as she tried to somehow hold back her spilling guts into her sliced belly. The next pictures were of the bruised and bloody black face of the Caribbean schoolgirl as she floated up to the surface. Karl was sure Poppy had a smile on her face; the last things she had heard were Madia?s screams of agony and shrieks for her dead mother to stop the pain, and then the Jamaican child?s eyes rolled back into her head and she was dead.

However the last shots on the slide show were pictures of the two crying older vixens as they hung weeping in their chains, and the very last one was of the paddling pool, being slowly covered by a film of deep red as two small female bodies floated face down in the liquid ooze.


John

OK, back to the nasty stuff again!!
I did this as a ?Special? for Ted as a ?thank you? for his recent re-postings. I love the old FFF stuff!!!

Next time I will be doing a more prolonged Veteran?s fight.
I have not yet chosen the couples so am open to suggestions.

[Ted Mark]

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Man, some days just start out right. Another wonderful story from one of the top 5 writers here.

A question.

Is there a market for this ... Could you or Sega or Mr Cage or C actually do a paper-back if linked tale s and find a publisher?

We are not a few...

...but we are dispized! [img]cool.gif[/img]

[Steve03]

Thanks Ted I have seriously thought about it

C

[MikeJV]

Sorry about the last week, but my comp was blotto, but I'm back now, YAY!!!!!

GREATT story to return to, lOVED it!

MikeJV

[johnsmith2007]

Thanks Ted, I too like C have thought about it, but I really write for my own enjoyment and the entertainment of you guys and gals.

And Mike is a much more supportive 'publisher' than any one else out there!!!

John