WARNING: This is an extreme fantasy with absolutely no founding in reality. If extremish violence and/or fatal-finish combat disturb you then do not read further, seriously.
The Club brothel has always been a popular place for fights to occur. Until recently though, it was not known for hosting many official deathmatches (The high number of unofficial deaths was more of an open secret). Due to the brothel owner's tendency to help her favourite fighter cheat.
Nowadays though, the brothel madam has taken less of a direct role in fatal fights. With the mercurial and sadistic ref rarely interfering, Club members have begun ending grudges in the crowd favourite venue. Almost every fight being over a man (less often over a female lover), crowd attendance was always high. Everyone wanting to watch the triumphant pugilista's victory fuck while celebrating the kill.
Tonight is like many recent nights. Two women, both fucking the same man, are looking to end one another before a crowd. Letting him choose the manner of combat, and the outfits.
He went with a timeless classic, topless boxing.
Brandi: Looking to destroy her boyfriend's other lover, Brandi has staved off fighting for the past three weeks in preparation. Like most Club members, she doesn't mind her man sleeping around randomly, but his only sleeping with one other woman has enraged her. Proud of her fit body and perky tits, Brandi is overjoyed at the idea of topless boxing.
Fun Fact: Unlike her mother, who kills primarily in private matches, Brandi has had a public career. Fighting and killing three times in grudge matches before large crowds.
Venus: Older and more experienced than Brandi, Venus wants to kill the younger brunette purely to challenge her mother. A fan of the grudge fight, it's the only time she's seen in the ring, taking her opponents men for a few weeks after. Recently seducing Brandi's lover, she plans to kill Brandi before moving on to Blake.
Fun Fact: This is Venus's first real boxing match, while she enjoys viciously beating her enemies, she's always done so without gloves on.
The Fight
Damian, the man to be fought over, entered first. Despite having omen willing to kill over them, men rarely received even the most scattered of applause. He was considered more of a trophy than a participant. He wore nothing but simple black briefs, after seeing Brandi's other brothel fights, the crowd expected those briefs to be removed before the end.
Brandi entered next, to great applause. People were used to seeing her grapple opponents and were excited to see her box. Her sheer pink panties helped to warm up the crowd, her perky tits helping even more.
Unbeknownst to the crowd, Damian or anybody but her and the Brothel Madam (who had given her the gift), Brandi's gloves had an incredibly expensive kevlar reinforcement. They'd feel fine under normal conditions, but add enough force and the kevlar fibers hardened. Brandi felt no shame about cheating, she was here to punish and kill, not fight.
While it was hard to judge exactly, Venus's applause was probably the greatest. The stacked brunette was a brothel favourite. Member's loved anyone who made her career purely on deathmatches, more so if they were as purposefully brutal as Venus. Betting was heavily in the older fighter's favour, seeing as everyone knew her punches were dangerous, if not deadly.
Damian stepped on the bottom rope while yanking up on the top ropes, allowing his lovers to step through fairly easily. Brandi flew through the ropes, raising her fists in premature victory as she strutted around the ring.
Venus came through the ropes a minute later, unlike the younger brunette she merely headed for her corner. Taking her place, back to the turn-buckle, gloves on the top ropes.
Since the fighters didn't seem about to start shittalking one another, Madam Taylor decided to ring the start bell.
At the bell, both women quickly advanced, gloves raised. Brandi practically running forward in her eagerness. Venus stalking forward more cautiously.
When they met up near the center of the ring, Brandi was all offence. Throwing punches almost wildly at the bigger brunette.
Venus easily blocked the first few blows with her gloves, but the first one to get through hit her in the face. Blood sprayed out her nose as she stumbled back from the unimaginably powerful blow. It felt like Brandi was wearing metal gloves. Venus has seen the young woman fight before, and had never suspected her of such strength.
Brandi pushed the offensive, stepping up as Venus back-pedalled, throwing blow after blow. Venus protected her face against further assault, but this left her belly and tits wide open for Brandi to punish.
Venus's retaliation took Brandi by complete surprise. An uppercut that clacked Brandi's jaw closed, followed by a wicked fast series of blows head, knocking the young woman back and forth as now she stumbled backwards across the ring.
A final uppercut knocked Brandi off her feet. She slammed to the mat shoulders first. Expecting Venus to try and finish her off she thrashed out blindly with her dangerous gloves but hit nothing.
When Brandi finally came around enough to look at her surroundings it was to find Venus had retreated entirely after her minor victory. The busty brawler was over by Damian, who briefs lay on the mat.
Venus was taunting her downed opponent, she'd slipped Damian's rock hard member between her thighs. Gently sliding back and forth as she watched Brandi reorient herself.
As Brandi got to her knees, Venus rushed forward. Gleefully smashing a fist into the young woman's head as she tried to rise. Her smile vanished though when Brandi's own fist came up in a devastating uppercut to Venus's already sensitive crotch.
Both women slammed to the ground, Brandi on her back, Venus face down. The crowd cheered on their preferred fighters, yelling at them to "Get up" and to "Finish her off."
Many of Brandi's fans stood up and cheered harder when she moved first. She only half stood in her attempt to get at the senseless Venus.
Brandi dug her knee into Venus's spine, crushing her to the mat. She brought her fists down on Venus's head, furiously pounding the older woman's face into the floor.
Venus no longer had any fans in the crowd, those who'd been cheering for her now cheered for her execution.
When Brandi finally stopped pounding on her unconscious opponent's head there was a spreading pool of blood beneath her. She called Damian over to help her move the defeated woman.
Brandi slammed Venus against the turn-buckle, standing the bloodied woman against it. Damian, not wearing gloves, was able to act as Brandi's hands. Tying Venus's wrists in place on the top ropes, using her own stripped off panties.
Venus was knocked back into conciousness to find Brandi looming over her, standing on the middle ropes. The next few blows took away what little fight she may have had.
Brandi stopped a face blows, her hardened gloves might snap Venus's neck and she didn't want the fight to be over yet. Instead she hopped down and laid into the crucified woman's body. Even with the inner padding, her hands were throbbing from the constant punching.
Leaving Venus a bleeding mess, hanging off the ropes by her wrists. Brandi looked over her shoulder at Damian, who needed no prompting. Yanking her pink panties down he pushed on her shoulders as she spread her legs wide.
Brandi clutched onto Venus to steady herself as her boyfriend finally got to sate his extreme arousal. Jack-hammering her pussy as they both worked their way to an explosive orgasm. She arched her back in ecstasy as their juices mixed in a combined orgasm. Grabbing a top rope for stability she started throwing her strongest blows yet into Venus's face.
An uppercut knocked Venus's head back, glossed over eyes staring up at the lights. The following blows were all to the jaw, forcing her neck at an awkward angle till the crowd heard a loud crunch. The death buzzer sounded a second later and the "ref" stepped into the ring.
Brandi didn't even pay attention for her victory photo. It showed the brothel madam holding up Venus's bloody face for the camera, a broken mess over a bruised and broken body (Even Taylor hadn't expected the gloves to be so devastating, shattered ribs and split tits showed why they were so expensive). The victorious brunette though was off to the side, kneeling in front of Damian who was pressed up against the ropes. Brandi was tearing at her gloves as she sucked her way to his second cum load.
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