The red head lunged forward on her knees and grabbed Melissa?s ankles. A mighty jerk and the blonde fell on her ass in the corner. The redhead slammed into her crushing her tits flat. Then pulling back and ramming the top of the head into Melissa?s turned head loosening the teeth and stunning her again. Melissa grabbed the blood soaked red hair and twisted the head to the side forcing the redhead to place her left hand on the floor to keep from rolling off her knees. The red head slammed her loaded right fist into Melissa?s heaving belly again and again. Melissa spit blood and bile over the red head?s shoulder with each punch. A deep punch penetrated the last of her belly shield and she felt her womb convulse.

?Auugggggggggggggggg!? erupted from the Melissa?s mouth.

The red head pushed up with the left and pushed forward into Melissa?s right boob. Melissa screamed as the teeth sawed their way into her rubbery aureole. Melissa?s fists hammered the woman?s ears and neck. The red head had to release the bite and roll off to the side. Melissa could barely move her head she was so dizzy. She looked down and saw her right nipple was surrounded by deep bloody bite marks. The bitch had almost de-nippled her.

Melissa used the rail to climb back to her knees and then knee walk across the bloody floor to where the red head was on hands and knees waiting for her vision to return. Melissa raised her left fist and brought it down on the back of the red head?s neck. The red head went down face first onto the elevator floor. Melissa sat on her heels beside the bitch and pulled up her head by the hair to ram her face into the floor. She pulled up the head again and the bitch twisted and drove her left hand between the bloody legs to cunt the blonde again. This Melissa couldn?t stop screaming. Her head pitched back and she wobbled almost falling over.

The red head jerked her bloody hand out of the blonde?s ruined cunt and rolled on her hip. She couldn?t stand any more. She brought up her right knee to her side and then kicked out straight. The stiletto skidded up the blonde?s ribs under her left tit and ripped into the underside driving the orb up into the blonde?s hanging face. The blonde fell backwards onto her heels the left tit speared by the stiletto. The bloody cunt gaped before the gasping red head. She pulled out her stiletto heel the tit flesh sucking at the heel as it came out. Melissa moaned and reached for her misshapen implant.

The red head pulled back her right foot and changed targets. The bloody maul that had been the blonde?s cunt lay open. Her heel missed the slit, but gouged along the open inner thigh and splattered into the slit scoring deep and stopping only when the sole hit the slit. The blonde screamed and then shook while her hands flailed about. She cried out for someone, but the red head was past hearing.

She pulled out her heel and climbed on top the blonde?s helpless body. The blonde made feeble attempts to push the red head away, but her arms had no strength. Inch by inch the red head climbed up Melissa?s body to her nipples. The blonde screamed each time her thick rubbery nipple was pulled and twisted between the red head?s bloody teeth. She passed out as the right one came away. The red head took the left and frowned when the blonde didn?t scream. She squeezed her bloody trophies in her left hand and crawled to a handrail.

Slowly so slowly, she pulled herself to her feet and pushed the button to go back up to the top. As the elevator moved she slid along the wall to where she could dig her bloody stilettos into the holes she had left in the blonde?s ruined tit bags. Blood spattered with each penetrating stomp. She kept on and on turning the tits into red bags of shredded meat. The door finally opened to her floor and she staggered to bags. She made the call and passed out.

The guard greeted the black girl not knowing who she came for. The red head?s new lover had only two fights and two masks to her credit. She wasn?t prepared for the terrible sight of her lover. Then she realized that the red head had won the fight. She revived her enough to take instructions.

The black girl stripped the near dead blonde?s body and took the victory pictures. Then she inserted a challenge tag inside the blonde?s bloody cunt. The woman moaned and trembled as the red tag was shoved in tight as deep as her long fingers could reach. Let the doctors dig it out. Then the black girl went down to Melissa?s floor and went through her things finding her address. As instructed she copied down the woman?s name and address noting the pictures of two children and a man.

Going back upstairs with the blonde?s fight cell the black girl was faced with a decision. If she could have loaded her lover in a car and driven off she might have just made the taunting call to the blonde?s recovery team. But, there was no way the black girl could get her lover out of the building so she called the Cleaners. The crew arrived and both women were put on stretchers and taken away. As the black girl walked by the security guard he gave her the flash drive and carefully noted nothing had happened.

Sarah had begun to get worried when ten hours had passed without a call. The call came from the Cleaners. She rushed across town. Her mother was comatose in intensive care where there were club members in residence. The charts said she had been in a one car crash. Not all the injuries were described beyond words like ?massive trauma to body.?

One of the nurses whose face was covered with bruises of a recent fight, obviously a club member, walked over to Sarah and whispered, ?This was found inside your mother.?

Sarah opened her hand and found a washed off red tag with an open challenge. She sat with her mother most of the night. The doctor sat down with her and explained that until the extent of the concussions were known that they were only doing what was necessary to keep her mother alive. If she woke up they would discuss how to go about reconstruction and recovery. From the way he said it, waking up was a fifty-fifty proposition and recovery if possible was distant.

In the morning the disaster recovery cell phone rang and Sarah answered the phone uncertainly identifying her self breaking all the rules in her confusion. Only then did she remember that the phone should have been with her mother?s bags which were in the corner of the room.

A nasty sneering voice shouted, ?I just cunted and nippled your whore of a mother. She pissed her self and cried like a little bitch. She whimpered and begged to lick my ass when I took her nipples. You won?t be sucking on them again little cunt, nobody will. Anytime you or your brother or your faggot father want to fight one or one or two on two you answer my tag. I?ve got two nipples from your family under glass and I?d like to add cocks, balls, more nipples and your clit. So if you?re a fighter you know where to find a fight. Your father should have never fucked with me. Can you remember that message little cunt??

Sarah remembered ever word.