Catfighter
Usual warnings about sex, and violence etc.
Maggie teased the curls of her dyed red auburn hair into place with her steel comb, flicked a tress of shoulder length hair behind her ear and examined herself critically in the none to clean mirror of the XP bars ladies room. Her bright red lips and smokey eye shadow set off her deep brown eyes, and her olive skin glowed with a slight sheen of sweat as she had been dancing enthusiastically for the last two hours. Red was her colour tonight, dress, top and shoes, set off with back stockings with a golden dragon motif winding its way up to her thigh stitched into them, matching her jewellery and metal panted talons. She had been invited onto the base by a girl friend who was going out with one of the airmen, but having been an army brat the noise stench and overall ?who gives a damn? air of the enlisted men?s club was not strange to her. She had been born in Hawaii when her Polish American father had used some out of date condoms on her Vietnamese mother, and then in a Catholic guilt trip had married the bar slut .
Mom had stayed with dad for fourteen years and six different postings, while Maggie had fought her way through schools where it was OK to be a Polack, Chink, Gook or Niger, but if you didn?t have your own tribe to fall back on you were in trouble. She had grown up quick and lethal, and having avoided various attempts at disfigurements from her nastier enemies developed into a hot Eurasian beauty, with a hair trigger temper who would fuck any man or girl she desired, wiling or unwilling. She had packed a lot into the fifteen years since her Mom had run off with a travelling salesmen and Dad had tried to pimp her. Prostitution had been her first stop, but she had quickly moved on to stripping, pole dancing, lap dancing and back to prostitution as she had moved across the continent, always one step in front of the law due to her violent temper and sharper claws.
She pulled up the hem of her bright red leather mini skirt and tugged up the sheer patterned black hold-ups, leaving only a couple of inches between the elasticized top and the thin string of her scarlet knickers. Her smile twisted for a second as she could still see the scar where her thighbone had been pinned after some black cunt had smashed a chair across her leg some six months earlier in a brawl in Baton Rouge. Running a slender gold tipped claw round the string of her panties she eased the material out if her crack by twanging at the back t-bar. In the mirror she coolly assessed the reactions of the other six women in the room, two Latinos smiled to each other knowingly (bitches), a black women glared at her open display of cunt, legs and ass, but looked away when she smiled back at her in the glass (cowardly shit), while the three giggly teenagers in the corner by the doorway to the stools were too preoccupied with their own world to even notice what real women were about (kittens who would have to learn fast or be drowned in a sack with the rest of the young sluts).
As she replaced the comb in her small clutch bag and turned to go back into the groping jungle of the bar the door swung open and a tanned blonde women in her late thirties sauntered in, well preserved and handsome rather than pretty she had a hard face that had seen a lot. She was a big buxom female wearing or more precisely poured into the smallest tightest hugging white t-shirt and faded blue jeans imaginable, so that even though she was near ten years older than Maggie, it would always be the blonde that all the eyes would follow.
?Fuck!? exclaimed the ?five eight?, blue-eyed forty inch lunged mature bitch.
?Shit!? shrieked Maggie as the browned eyed cat?s lightening fast reactions shot her into action. She launched her whole five foot four, 36-24-36 frame across the room and nailed the bigger bitch in her left eye with a right hand loaded with a set of four heavy rings. The mature bitch crashed back against the door wailing her hands reaching up to her face where blood was now oozing out from a busted eye brow, but even as Maggie tried to pump in another fist a black booted denim sheathed leg swung up and gutted her, the point of the cowboy boot luckily missed her barley covered waxed and hairless cunt, but buried itself low into her bowels so that the Eurasian cat tottered back moaning, holding herself as she retched.
?Piece of God-damn shit? hissed the older Lioness, as ignoring the cascade of crimson from the left side of her swelling and bloody face she snatched hold of Maggie?s long hair and twirled the smaller women face first into the tiled wall by the hand dryer. The russet haired female wailed as her nose was crushed and blood flowed down her face into her mouth. Five red talons swiped at Maggie?s face and she had to dodge backwards to save her eyes from being gouge. However the long arms of the bigger women gave her a reach advantage over her smaller foe, and even though the claws missed their primary target the razors cut a small crimson line across the top of the pert up-thrust right breast of the Tigress. Curling into the lacy top of her red top they ripped the Versace bodice open, spilling the bouncy contents of the twenty something females breasts and leaving the scarlet material in tatters, hanging open to her gold and diamond studded dangling belly ring.
A dazed Maggie walked into a swinging slapping left mit, leaving the right side of her face glowing with the hand print, and then with another yell of fury the bigger female again snatched hold of the now bedraggled curly tresses of the Eurasian. The six other women in the small room were transfixed by this display of violence. The three teens looked shocked, the black women slipped to one side and then exited quickly out of the room, but the two Latinos were gleefully watching, obviously no strangers to the art of the real brutal bitchfight. Still holding onto the smaller cats hair the blonde again moved to smash her noggin face first into the white wall tiles again, but the smaller Tigress managed to raise her arms up in time to save her face from further destruction, and then stamping back sent a red stiletto heel through the black leather of the big women?s boot, smashing two toes so that the blonde screamed and hobbled away.
Maggie, gasping in air through her mouth as her swollen nose wept blood, slumped against the wall, but she knew she had no time to rest, this was going to be one ?no mercy loser put out with the trash? catfight. She forced herself to turn quickly, using the wall as support to face the mature bitch, spitting curses at the older women.
?You fucking bitch, I?m going to split open your ass with a pool cue, just like I did last time. There?s no cheating boyfriend here to blind-side me with a bottle this time, you old cow,? spat the Oriental lovely.
The Lioness had recovered quickly and ignoring her broken foot advanced swinging a hefty right fist, a row of cutting diamonds at every knuckle, at the face of the Eurasian, but Maggie was too quick for her. Jumping forward she moved inside the clubbing arm, grabbed hold of the waived locks of the blonde either side of the golden tanned woman?s head, and before she had time to defend herself, smashed a head butt into the Lionesses face. The blonde staggered and her nose now flat and broken gushed blood down her small white cut-off t-shirt and splashed it across the smaller Tigresses swinging naked breasts.
Maggie curled her claws and snatched at the now damp with blood once white top, and ripped it with glee off of the older women?s torso leaving her breast in full view, cupped by a lilac uplift bra that was struggling to contain her jostling mammeries as her fists swung up in retaliation. However the smaller swarthy Eurasian was a quick as a rattler, and without further thought and screaming in rage and fury Maggie repeated the head butt four more times until she herself was so dizzy and woozy from the blows that she had to let the KOed bigger bitch fall at her feet, as the Tigress swayed and fell back against the wall for support.






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