Retired?? Part 3

[Shindy]

Rachel was impressed with Heather's strength. The blonde controlled the groundfighting, and what was even worse for the brown-haired champion, her punches were doing some damage. Ultimately, Rachel found herself pinned underneath the blonde, her large breasts pressed flat against her by the blonde's own endowments, her arms locked up with her opponent. Heather's strong legs were wrapped around Rachel's their powerful thighs struggling to contain the legs of their opponent. Heather's hot breath danced across Rachel's face as they struggled with one another. Occasionally, electricity would shoot through Rachel's body as Heather's clit would rub against hers or the blonde's small tuft of pubic hair would grind against her own narrow strip.

The struggle went on, chirps and grunts escaping as each fighter tried to maneuver into a stronger position. Heather maintained control though, dominating Rachel for this part of the fight, in much the same manner as she had for the first part. The women began to fatigue of it thought, and gradually Heather allowed her head to lean into the crook of Rachel's shoulder, turning her mouth towards the brunette's ear. "You know that I'm stronger than you..." she said panting, her steamy breath tickling Rachel's neck. "Even my breasts are crushing yours..."

To those words, Rachel closed her eyes in knowing submission. One thing that she had been very cognizant of was the fact that her tits--normally proud and resistant to compression, had been easily and utterly flattened by the blonde's bigger, firmer chest. It wasn't even a contest, the blonde's big chest had engulfed her big D cups with effortless dominance.

"Breasts are nothing..." Rachel hissed, trying to remain defiant..."This fight is just beginning, and you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into..."

"Ohhh, but I do..." the blonde sneered. And with that, fire raged through Rachel's left shoulder and she yelped uncontrollably.

"You CUNT" she shrieked as she realized that the blonde had sunk her teeth into her shoulder. She retaliated instantly, eliciting a roar of pain from the blonde when she sunk her own teeth into Heather's shoulder. The biting war raged as the two rolled onto their sides, hooked at the mouths and at the hips, they now freed their arms, wrapping them around one another, their sharp, painted claws tearing at the flesh of the other's back.

Deep red welts began to appear, followed by bleeding track marks as they tore at each other's backs with fingernails, simultaneously trying to tear the flesh of their foe with their teeth. Rachel began to pump her hips into Heather's and the blonde drilled back, their pubic bones pounding into one another. Rachel noticed herself getting wet and quickly realized that her thigh was covered with fluid from between the blonde's legs as well. She also noticed that the pain in her shoulder and from the clawing of her back was getting to be too much to bear. She broke her arm free and ripped her sharp claws down the side of Heather's face, breaking their stalemate and rolling away.

The two hellcats ended up on all fours facing each other, their eyes spitting venom. Blood dripped from deep bite marks on each of their left shoulders, their big breasts swaying as the hung down below them. The two seemed to mutual agree to stay on all fours as they circled one another on hands and knees. Then, in a scene reminscent of a National Geographic special or an episode of Wild Kingdom, the two cats sprang at one another and forced each other up onto their knees. The exchange was rapid fire and violent as they crashed together, biting and clawing again, their breasts pressed in a battle all their own. The two crashed together, brought themselves up onto all fours and again Heather won the battle, driving Rachel back over, her knees still pinned beneath her in a very vulnerable position. Heather's left hand tore at the brunette's face as her teeth sunk deeply into her big left breast and nipple, tearing into the soft flesh and wouding her big foe, her right hand found it's target between Rachel's legs, tearing at her labia and diving deep into the moist inside of her vagina, ripping at the exquisitely sensitive area deep within her opponent.

Rachel wailed and shrieked wildly, her panicked voice revealing her anguish as the blonde assaulted her successfully. Desperate, Rachel's right hand snaked its way between Heather's legs, the blonde having been distracted by bloodlust, and grabbed violently at her labia, twisting viciously and tearing at it with her nails. Heather jerked up, her eyes wide, and rolled away, clutching her wounded pussy and curling into a ball momentarily, giving Rachel a desperately needed respite from the offensive.

Wounded, and unsteady on her feet, Rachel wobbled to a wall, catching her breath and taking an inventory. She watched as the blonde also regrouped, clearly in better shape than she was. All she could think was "Holy Shit, I'm getting my ass kicked by this big bitch and I may lose if I don't do something now..." Unfortunately, as much as she willed her body back into action, she knew that she would never be back at full strength. Rachel had learned so far that her opponent was as quick as she was, and certainly was stronger. Ground fighting, catfighting and wrestling were clearly poor choices.

She decided to box. The two women closed the distance and Rachel began to throw punches at Heather. Initially, Heather was caught off guard, and Rachel got in several really good tags. After a few seconds though and a half-dozed or so jabs, Heather was in boxing mode and she was giving almost as good as she got. Thankfully for Rachel though, the brunette was definitely the better boxer and she knew it. After a few minutes though, Heather knew it too, and began to try to shift the fight. Her left eye was beginning to swell and her right breast had swollen to almost twice the size of the left. Rachel was now grinning, finally back in control. Heather swung a combination which Rachel just barely dodged, tagging Heather on the recovery with a quick jab to the ribs. Heather, now frustrated, swung wildly this time, overextending herself. Rachel was fairly sure she heard Rick scream something through the door as she saw how the blonde had exposed herself.

A right hook to the face stood the blonde up. Two devastating body blows stunned her and an overhand left then dropped her to her knees. Instantly, Rachel grabbed her hair and drove her knee into the blonde's face several times spraying blood everywhere. Heather protected herself around the third kick and retaliated right after the fourth kick was blocked by her hands. Her right hand shot forward towards Rachel's groin, but the brunette was expecting it and grabbed it, sneering, "You've got to be better than that, Barbie..."

"I am..." retorted Heather, driving a thick, sharp thumbail from her left hand straight up into Rachel's clit...

Rachel's eyes went wide and the blood drained from her face. She stumbled back, her mouth making an "O" as she fell to the ground, tears in her eyes. Heather fell over, battered and exhausted. Frantically, Rachel tried to rub the pain away, but with little benefit. The pain was so severe that she couldn't catch her breath. Heather got to her feet, standing unsteady, legs wide as she tried to maintain her balance in her battered state. She stumbled over to her wounded foe, her own face bruised and swollen from the knee pounding. Standing over Rachel, she stomped on her face several times causing blood to explode from the brunette's mouth and nose and slamming her head repeatedly into the floor. Rachel tried to reach up to claw at the blonde, but the big girl grabbed her wrist and held her arm up, exposing her breast. She then stood on Rachel's right breast, grinding it into the floor viciously as the brunette sobbed wildly at the brutality.

"Fuck you, you skanky whore..." Heather chided thickly, her mouth swollen from the beating. "I'm gonna give you a beating so hard your mother's gonna feel it, and then I'm gonna walk out of her vioctorious."

Heather kicked Rachel in the gut and thighs, followed it with a kick to her chest. The brunette curled into a ball to try to block the blows. Heather was once again in control of the fight...

[BFan10]

Awesome story so far! Can't wait for the next part!