ELEVATOR FIGHT CLUB V: Fearsome Foursome by Mr Cage

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WARNING: This is a fantasy of extreme nature about violent, brave, lusty people who are willing to personally suffer the consequences or reap the rewards of their actions with out regards to the norms of modern society or the qualms of conscious. Don?t read it if you are not interested in such topics or at all squeamish. Also, make sure you are mature enough to know the difference between illusion and reality. This is not a how to book.

Elevator Fight Club V ?Fearsome Foursome by Mr. Cage ? comments at [email protected]

With Timmy and Sarah recuperating Jason Green was free to look for a couples fight with Ivy, his hot new blonde gym rat. Ivy stood 5?8?? and weighed a very muscular and solid 160 pounds when not at her in body building contest shape where she shaved off 25 pounds to get down to skin and muscles. Of course fighting at that weight would be suicide so no posing contests. She was fine with that since she much preferred fighting to posing. Now at 160 her arms and haunches were big, fleshy but still solid. Her belly was tight and looked close to washboard. Her normal 40D cup implants were now 40E and looked almost natural. Her nipples were like thumbs set in baseball sized raised cupola aureole. She was tanned golden brown by machine. Her long blonde hair was braided most of the time but loose for fighting as required. Blue eyes, hard mouth, square face and too many steroids made her face barely attractive. And as a person she was a total bitch, which he accepted because she fucked like the steroid freak she was and her clit was the size of a small dick covered by a thick, wrinkled, sleeve toughened by compulsive masturbation.

He couldn?t plan an Elite Members Circle Match because his family had earned the C rating for requiring Cleaners at two matches within six months of each other. Sarah had a CK for clean kill. Timothy was just a C. And his wife Melissa was still in the hospital with her own C, a near vegetable after her revenge match with that brutal redhead. He still felt a little guilty about it since he was totally at fault for putting his wife under that bitch?s stilettos. Of course, guilt didn?t last long as he sucked on the wormy clit between Ivy?s fat cunt lips. She was taking him deep throat style while sticking her index finger up his ass jabbing his prostate again and again. The bitch was relentless and when she wasn?t working out, fucking, or fighting she was fingering her big clit.

He shot into her mouth and she rolled over now sitting on his face her asshole riding his nose as she grinded his face. Her hands milked his cock brutally. She was a savage fuck, a female rapist if there was such a thing. And of course he couldn?t help but wonder what would happen if Melissa ever woke up. His wife probably wouldn?t win a fight with Ivy, but once the elevator doors shut you had no idea what might happen.

He had six outstanding challenges and one champion ship tag waiting for challenges. He decided to make the rounds the next day after lunch. Some of the tags were in the old-fashioned areas where all the activity was by on-site examination. She detected his wandering mind and demanded he stick his tongue in her ass. She had his balls in her calloused hand and wasn?t giving him a choice.

Their combined weight fell into the 380- 340 classification since you had to give at least ten pounds as your top limit. He wanted a challenge from a lighter couple to guarantee at least one female, but they weren?t getting lighter weight challengers. So he had violated good manners in putting in some challenges to couples in the 350-310 range hoping some fool would accept.

As he made the rounds he found a scrawled agreement with a phone number. The deal was made. The answering voice was female, so at least one of the fighters was a female. He hoped they were another dyke fighting couple. Jason Green liked fighting, but he had no interest in taking on a hard challenge. He was more of a sadist than a thrill fighter. He liked winning and hurting more than he liked the adrenaline rush of fighting for your life and limb. The fight was scheduled for 2 a.m. Saturday morning at the parking structure near Korea Town. Safety might be an issue, but the club typically kept a watch for scammers and floating gangs. He decided to take the risk.

Ivy readied the equipment. She had chosen their masks and gloves. They wore golden masks with padded temples, cheeks and a leather forehead strap with metal bolts sown under the outer band for head butting. Ivy had chosen to stitch in white skulls in the center of the forehead just under the butting strips. She added a bloody cock on the right cheek and a bloody cunt on the left. A golden leather band covered their necks. The masks covered the face and sides of the head. The backs were laced so the hair was exposed. One of the club rules that if you had hair it had to be loose so the mask ties were often used to tie long hair flat to the head as firmly as possible.

Their golden fingertip exposed leather gloves covered their arms back to the mid forearm. Jason had added a three leather straps all with bolt heads sown in between the leather bands. This was not a Cleaner fight so exposed studs or metal edges were not allowed, but they had sowed metal bolts into the back of the hands, the fronts of the fingers and of course large bolt heads over each padded knuckle. The surfaces of the golden leather fighting gloves had be roughed up and then embedded with grating crystals to turn them into flesh rippers. And the palms were similarly roughed up.

Jason preferred wearing black heavy sole steel tipped combat boots. Ivy liked wearing pointed cowgirl boots with heavy square two inch heels. She had used those with stunning effectiveness crushing the boobs of a fat dyke against the metal floor of the freight elevator they had fought in the last time. His cock got hard as he thought of the woman?s screams as Ivy ruined her fat milkers.

They were the challengers, surprised that they had been accepted by a lighter weight couple. They stripped and got into the elevator starting it down the five floors where somewhere they would meet their opponents. Jason stood there six foot two maybe an inch more because of his boots. He was thick and muscular topping 210 now: Ivy?s muscle juice was ten times more effective on a male! His brown hair was cut short. Ivy looked down as his thick eight inch cock stiffened and stood up. Ivy looked at it like she wanted to stroke it, but not with those treated leather palms! He had gone body hairless just like her. No reason to give anyone something to hold onto other if they missed the main targets. There were no rules in these fights!

On the second floor the door opened. They had seconds to size up their opponents before the door closed and the stop button was pushed. The enemy stepped in.

The man was obvious Korean and about 5?10??, maybe 180 pounds and as old as Jason. His six inch cock was hard and uncut. He had gone hairless as well and his balls drooped low, too easy to snag. The woman looked to be far younger, perhaps a few years older than Sarah?s age. She was Korean as well but extremely muscular. At 5?7?? she weighed a hard body 140 pounds with more muscles showing through her thinner flesh than even Ivy had. She had maybe 36A boobs with tiny man-like nipples set in a dime size aureole. Her long black hair hung from between the ties of her mask down to her the curve of her rock hard ass. She was body hairless. Her clit and cunt lips showed the same enlargement as Ivy?s, steroid freak versus steroid freak.

They wore green gloves and boots with matching green masks and neck protectors. The gloves showed raised knuckles, probably backed by metal, and raised leather strips that looked notched like a ranger knife. They both wore black hiking boots with those huge cleat-like soles. Some Korean symbols had been stitched into the masks. They had failed to arm themselves with butting strips and they both noticed the strips on the white couple?s foreheads and forearms. And that was all the time anyone had.

The Korean woman screamed in her language and shot a kick straight up and into Ivy?s hard belly. The cleats left dark red blotches on Ivy?s belly and drove her hard into the back wall of the dirty stained eight by six fighting area. The man did his scream and kicked toward the side of Jason?s right knee. Jason was ready for a ball attack or a knee strike, typical opening moves in these battles. The toe of the man?s boot hit the side of Jason?s raised calf and still almost took him down.

Using the elevator wall for balance Jason replied with a right hook to the man?s mouth as he prepared to scream again. The leather covered bolts rocked the smaller man back into the metal door. Blood splattered from three splits in his lips. Jason moved in for a knee strike to the balls, but the smaller man somehow put the sole of his heavy boot up into Jason?s mouth. Jason staggered to the back wall bleeding already worried he had nearly lost a couple of teeth. Ivy was beside him enduring a barrage of fists, knees and kicks.

Ivy suffered a knee to her pussy and captured the muscular Korean woman in a bear hug. The woman?s heels wrapped around Ivy?s big thighs and dug into the white woman?s thick muscular calves threatening to bring her down. Ivy groaned and held the lighter woman off the floor. She turned and rammed the woman hard into the wall. Once stunned the head butt strap came down on the padded nose of the Korean fighter. After four brutal butts, blood squirted from the nose holes of the mask. Ivy prepared to butt a fifth time, but the Korean male side kicked into the small of her back. The two women went down.

Jason was being hit from every direction. He was in a maelstrom of fists, elbows, knees and feet. He struck back time and time again but could not gain an advantage. Then just as he was afraid he was overmatched the Korean had to intervene to save his partner. The sidekick took a second of time, but his head was turned and his balance had shifted. Jason?s right hand took the man in the temple and knocked him backwards to the door. Wanting some revenge for the kicks and knees, Jason put the toe of his steel combat boots up into the hanging balls. It was a solid ball busting strike. The Korean groaned and grabbed himself.

A right left to the face and head had the smaller man reeling along the metal door. Jason fired a hard kick up toward the man?s belly. The boot went in deep and the hard muscle shield must have failed. The Korean fighter stumbled head first into the corner gagging. Jason raised his boot and prepared to stomp on the man?s spine and flatten him. Instead a hiking boot flew backwards into Jason?s left shin knocking his leg out from under him and splitting the skin. Jason then fell down face first bouncing off the Korean?s yellow brown ass. The Korean straightened up on his knees and threw an elbow into Jason?s mouth just as Jason?s right hand seized the man?s balls and cock in the flesh sander palm. Jason lost his front tooth and got knocked backwards almost ripping off the man?s cock and balls. Both studs stayed where they fell moaning. Jason?s mouth poured blood and he could barely focus. The Korean curled up trying to cover his skinned cock and crushed balls.

Ivy was bigger and stronger. The Korean bitch was faster and more skilled in grappling. They wrestled on the knees throwing punches, elbows, grabbing and clawing. Ivy?s big tits and long nipples took a terrible beating. The Korean?s leather gloves with their serrated raised leather strips left bright abrasions everywhere they dragged, but the real horrors were the incredibly sharp and strong fingernails. Ivy?s long thumb-like pink nipples were bleeding, cracked, gashed and swollen. The Korean fighter?s thumbnail was like a knife. Ivy screamed again as the thumbnail gouged deep in her bloody aureole and tried to scoop out her nipple.

With blood covering both her tits, the blonde had to use her head. The butting strip crashed into the Korean?s mask again and again. You couldn?t see much damage, but the woman groaned and wobbled. Her eyes looked unfocused more than once and soon her blood seeped into her eyes from under the forehead of the mask. Ivy?s punching also had some good effects. After trying to go to the almost near boy-tits and skinning the tiny nipples, Ivy switched to the woman?s ribs and belly. The woman seemed to have nothing under her tiny nipples, but her ribs weren?t made of steel. Some savage hooks had her groaning, twisting in pain and dropping her arms to cover her ribs.

Ivy felt her nipple burning again. The bitch?s bloody mouth was twisted in a snarling smile as she watched the obvious agony in Ivy?s blue eyes. It felt like her right nipple had been cut off! Her forehead went into that snarling mouth and this time she almost knocked her self out. She rolled back on her boots trying to cover up the inevitable counterattack. When nothing came she looked and the Korean bitch was leaning against the wall her hands hanging down. Her mouth was a mess. A broken white tooth was sticking through her upper lip and pressing up into the mouth hole of the blood stained green mask.

Ivy looked over and saw Jason trying to sit up in the corner. His chest was covered in blood. It looked like his mouth had been replaced by a bloody hole. The Korean male was on his hands and knees just beginning to turn around. She looked at her Korean opponent. She wanted to bite off the woman?s tiny nipples, but the man was more dangerous. So she rewarded herself with a quick slashing downward punch to the woman?s fat clit, crushing the sleeve. The Korean pitched forward screaming. Well at least her clit had nerves thought Ivy as she chopped the woman across the back of the neck.

The scream had gotten the green masked man?s attention. The two fighters turned to each other. Ivy had fought men her size, winning and losing. The Korean was a bit bigger, but they were on their knees. Her right fist crashed into the left eye and rocked him back against the wall. She immediately went for his cock with her left hand. He blocked it and sank his left fist into her bloody right tit. It felt like her implant had exploded!

She sat backwards cupping her throbbing tit with her hand while her right smashed his already ruined mouth. He came back with a looping left than snapped her head around and almost sent her to the wall. His right came into her belly. She grunted and reached for his face with both hands driving his head back into the wall. She brought her bloody mouth to his left nipple wanting to bite at least one nipple in this fight. The Korean man was more sensitive than his bitch. He howled and ripped out two handfuls of her matted hair trying to get her teeth out of his chest.

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She let herself be pulled back because she wanted to have visual access to his cock which was raw and bloody. Her left hand grabbed the six inch prick and twisted. She imaged the grating particles digging into the sensitive flesh and ripping it. The man literally screamed like a cartoon character. She jerked up on the cock and rammed her head into his chin driving him back to the wall and nailing him in place. Her right hand reached down and grabbed his dangling balls. Crushing his package was worth the savage hammering her broad back took. She decided to ruin him for good, but then she felt something between her legs.

The Korean bitch shoved four of her hard knife-like fingernails into the blonde?s fat lipped cunt from behind. Ivy squealed and slammed forward into the helpless Korean male. Then the Korean woman completed the fabled bowling ball hold by jamming her thumb into Ivy?s well used asshole. The blonde muscle bitch was howling almost as shrilly as the Korean had as she turned his balls into jelly using her own pain to power her crushing grip.

She of course had to let go of the male?s package and rear back with an elbow to the Korean woman?s already broken teeth. The Korean bitch was ready. She ducked under the elbow and rammed her shoulder into Ivy?s armpit driving the blonde into the Korean male who had yet to stop moaning. Ivy tried to headlock the bitch, but it was too late, bloody jagged teeth sank into her fat swollen implant as one hand worked her ass and cunt from behind and the other grabbed her fleshy clit meat from the front.

Pain exploded from so many places that Ivy screamed and writhed trying to escape, fighting forgotten. The sandwiched blonde slid across the Korean man?s bloody chest and fell along the wall. The Korean bitch lost her bowling ball hold, but ended up straddling the bigger blonde?s hips. Green fists flew. Ivy?s face, head, back and of course her rapidly swelling tits were plummeted from every direction. Grunting and groaning the blonde knew she was in deep shit and with no shovel.

The blonde managed to keep from rolling to her belly, the most common mistake in a situation like this. She hooked the Korean?s left arm as it pounded her back and rolled backwards. The lighter woman was off balance her right hand raised ready to smash into the swollen pain bags on the blonde?s chest. The Korean flailed with her right hand and fell to the left hitting hard. She recovered quickly, but the blonde?s knee smashed into her big clit.

Ivy?s scrambled on top pounding the Korean?s bloody mask with both fists. The swollen bags on Ivy?s chest rolled back and forth dripping sweat and blood as slammed her loaded fist into the Korean?s head and face. Then a boot took Ivy in the ribs hard. Something gave way and she fell hard to the side. The bloody male had recovered enough to kick. He tried to sit up but slumped against the wall.

For a few moments the four fighters laid where they had fallen. Bloody masks barely moved as blood bubbled out of noses or dripped from bruised chins. Ivy?s big tits wobbled as she breathed. Jason finally spit out pieces of two teeth and opened his eyes amazed to find he wasn?t face down with six inches of Korean sausage in his ass. The elevator was splattered with blood and sweat and strewn with bodies.

He tested his legs and found they were working again. The Korean male was stirring. The Korean female was on her elbows and knees vomiting. Ivy was against back wall holding her ribs and moaning. He knew from experience she had broken ribs. The only question or not whether they had punctured anything important. He had to move and finish this before it was two on one.

The Korean male started to pull up in the corner. Jason did the same, but quicker. The Korean covered his head as Jason moved toward him and tried to run out of the corner. Jason?s big boot took him in the side of the knee. The man?s leg collapsed. Jason?s left fist crashed down onto the back of the slumped man?s mask. The man fell hard face first into the floor and laid still. A combat boot to stomp to kidneys got a flop from the fighter, but nothing else.

Jason turned to finish of the Korean woman and took a fist to his balls. He gasped and fell to his knees covering his crotch. The next fist hit his nose. She was a whirlwind. His balls were still exploding but she was head hunting trying to knock him out. His right eye was full of blood from a busted eyebrow, but he managed to hit her back sending a new cascade of blood from her nostrils across her already gore painted mask. He grabbed her and held her trying to use what was left of his weight and strength. She bit into his shoulder despite the pain in her mouth. She clawed his back and attempted to get a knee up into his balls but they were too close. He held on to the wildcat and watched as Ivy slowly staggered across the floor.

The blonde?s ribs were obviously broken and she couldn?t straighten up. She grimace and dropped behind the Korean girl. Jason held onto the bitch and let her claw him bloody. Ivy methodically reached up under the Korean haunches and got some revenge.

The Korean squealed and thrust against Jason as she was entered from behind. Ivy moaned in pain as every motion hurt her ribs, but she still mauled the bitch?s cunt and ass. The Korean screamed and writhed in Jason?s sweaty embrace. She ripped the flesh from his back and bit deep into his shoulder, but she couldn?t get under the neck band and he could take the pain. Ivy warmed to the task despite her ribs. She actually managed to smile savagely as she felt her hand get hot and sticky with the Korean?s cunt blood. She got full revenge for the bowling ball hold, sticking her thumb deep in the muscular Korean girl?s asshole and then pressing down creating a cruel pincher with her fingers inside the woman?s bloody cunt.

Ten minutes of mauling in Jason?s embrace and the Korean tigress finally passed out. Despite the blows to his balls and his exhaustion her writhing agony had given him a raging hard on. They stripped their victims and traveled up to get their cameras and implements. Ivy was pissed because there was no way she could use her strap on.

Jason?s hard on would have to do. The Korean woman might have been beautiful before the fight. He liked women with tits, but her pussy was wet and lubed with her blood. She woke up with her mask, gloves and boots off and her wrists tied behind her back. Ivy was stuffing a hand held in her mouth and Jason was ramming his eight inches in and out of her mauled cunt. A camera was in the corner recording it all. The lost of face was total. She cried, screamed and cursed. Then all she could do was grunt as she was brutally raped on the bloody floor, her feet bouncing in the air with each unmerciful thrust into the swollen sticky folds of her mauled sex.

Just before he came Jason pulled out his dripping cunt. He clamped down on the shaft and held back an explosion. Ivy took his place with a double dong twisted in the middle so she could stuff both the Korean?s bloody holes. The torture and humiliation for Korean woman continued.

As it turned out the fighting couple were father and daughter. They had quite a run of victories and almost added another. Almost didn?t stop the man from waking up as Jason used his thumbs to hold open the man?s puckered ass. The swollen head of Jason?s cock barely fit and once inside it took two hands on his rock hard shaft to get the eight inches of white snake inside the beaten man?s ass. Ivy used her hand to hold the man?s agonized face up for the camera to capture his respond to a Jason?s lunging thrusts. Jason pounded away leaving a load inside.

Ivy felt unsatisfied so she got to piss on the man?s face making sure the camera caught her crotch and his humiliated face. Jason did the honors for the Korean daughter filling her face and then when he got hard again he knelt down and fucked her pussy straight from her father?s ass. They made the calls to the Korean?s Disaster Recovery plan, a young male answered, probably the son. Jason happily told the boy where to find his father and sister and what he had done to them both.

Ivy had three broken ribs and was out of action for awhile. Jason?s teeth cost him $3500 to fix, but they sure did look nice and of course insurance paid for it since the injuries occurred in a one car crash caused by bad road conditions and an uninvolved driver who had left the scene. Jason was a professional man; falsifying forms and lying under oath were his business.

He added the Korean?s green masks to his growing collection of trophies and went back to looking through Melissa?s insurance and estate papers. He wasn?t paying for her care, but if she wasn?t going to wake up she was definitely worth more dead than in the vegetable garden.

Three more months and his Elite Membership Status would lose its C rating and he wouldn?t have to take these risky fights with unknowns to get his fix of sex and violence. Sarah was practically ready to fight and wondered if he could find another father daughter team to fight. Sarah and Ivy were not exactly happy with each other, too close in age and of course Sarah?s mother was a problem. That was another reason to hope that Melissa?s condition would resolve itself soon.