The Club- The Cursed Matches

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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.

A Mistress's Revenge


Alexis: Two weeks after avenging her dead husband by executing his accidental killer, Alexis is ready to break her cursed status. Knowing that sooner or later her living grudges will try to bump her off, she is taking the fight to them. Challenging one of her oldest rivals to a private match, where she'll break the curse or die trying (not that she thinks she can lose to a woman she's beaten so many times).
Fun Fact: Not that she'll ever know it, but the night her husband died, Alexis's man was bring Erica home to challenge her. She would have lost to the younger woman, being first out-grappled then beaten to death by the upstart brunette.


Sephine: A blonde with a big grudge to settle. Sephine had been trying to take Alexis's husband non-lethally for over a year. Always challenging the brunette to public matches, she lost seventeen of eighteen fights, twice being slaved for three month stretches. Secretly afraid of fighting a deathmatch, he trusts less in the curse than she does in all her recent training and the rage she feels at having been cheated of the man she wanted more than anything. Her only big regret right now is not killing Erica herself.
Fun Fact: The last of three combat-prone sisters, ephine is happy her siblings didn't live to see her fail to win the man she wanted so many times. Either one would have long ago easily murdered Alexis and taken what they wanted if they were in her place.

Alexis waited on the large bed she shared with Davin ever single night. On her knees, she pulled her lacy top down to just below her nipples, eyes intent on the door as she waited for the rival blonde to show up. She had always taken Sephine's grudge as a joke, but that didn't mean she was going to go easy on her opponent when she finally arrived.

As the brunette once again adjusted her top for maximum titillation, the door blasted open and Sephine quickly strode in right ahead of Davin. The blonde was already topless, having once been strangled by her own bikini top by this very opponent. Wearing a pair of bikini briefs she'd inherited from her mother (a famous Club killer in her own day), she took quick stock of the room and charged immediately.

Davin entered the room right as the pugilistas collided on his bed. Already having spent his first load directly onto Sephine's bare chest (the blonde wanted to make Alexis jealous, he knew she didn't want him at all), he was suddenly hard again as the screaming women rolled back and forth on the covers.

Neither fighter could gain the upper hand as they rolled across the massive mattress. Hands grabbing, nails dragging and fists attempting to punch. Sephine almost instantly got one hand around Alexis's throat while punching the brunette right below the right tit. In retaliatio, Alexis grabbed a handful of blonde hair and yanked Sephine's head back, raking her nails down the side of the screaming blonde's face.

Momentarily on top, Sephine smacked away the hand dragging across her jaw and drove her fist down as hard as she could. Pounding Alexis's head into the soft mattress with extreme force. She laughed prematurely though as Alexis delivered a solid knee to her spine.

As Sephine fell to the side, Alexis tried to flip with her, ending up on top of the thrashing blonde she went to stabilize herself by gripping a large soft tit as she wound up with her free hand. Alexis gasped in surprise as her hand found no purchase, cum-slicked boobs sliding between her fingers as she continued rolling over.

Davin had to move out of the way as his lover pitched over the edge of the bed, landing on her shoulder on the hardwood floor. It had been her own idea to not use the carpeted living room for the fight.

Sephine was on top of her foe in an instant, both hands clasped over the struggling brunette's neck as she excitedly laughed and pushed down with all her weight. Smashing Alexis's head into the floor a few times, Sephine was oblivious to the pain in her back and the nails of the brunette as the choking woman tried to fight her off. Grinning down at the brunette's purpling face, she barely noticed as her bikini bottoms were undone by an excited Davin.

As Alexis passed out, Sephine finally relented, letting go slowly to make sure it wasn't a trap. Looking down at the unconscious brunette she spoke with heaving breathes, "I've seen how your sisters died, you fucking whore. I've been waiting a long time for it to be your turn!" Pressing hands against her sticky tits, Sephine fell forward, mashing her boobs over Alexis's shallowly breathing face.

Davin gripped the blonde champion by the thighs and rammed into her soaked hot box. Her frantic gyrations had him holding on tight as she worked as she worked her pussy harder than she'd ever done before.

Sephine imagined her would-be lover inside her as she finally murdered his wife, cumming constantly as she smothered the limp brunette. Moaning out "He's mine!" over and over again and she felt Alexis spasm and lie still, she detonated with an orgasm that made her black out for a few minutes.

When she finally came to, Sephine had her victory photo taken. A super close-up of her tits pressing down on the limp Alexis. She then left, having no further need of Davin or his cursed cock.

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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.

No Escape From Fate


Sephine: Having left Davin behind two months ago, Sephine has not forgotten about her "cursed" status (or the orgasmic manner in which she earned it). Not having any real enemies apart from the now dead Alexis, it hasn't really been a problem though. Nonetheless, with her would-be lover also dead, it is time for her to move on, as such she's tracked down another Club male she's always had her eye on. A Club celebrity named Paul, Sephine had little trouble following him to his new girlfriend's place and barging in on the two mid-fuck.
Fun Fact: Mildly superstitious, Sephine has made sure that in the event of her confirmed death the photo of her murdering Alexis will conveniently surface soon after. She wants everyone to know it was she who finally triumphed in their ongoing (and usually one-sided) feud.

Sephine's panties lay torn on the floor as she excitedly rode her new man. She'd kicked down the door expected to possibly be killed by her supposed curse, instead, when Paul's petite blonde lover had charged her she'd deftly sidestepped and sent the woman slamming into the wall. One solid crunch later and the small woman (who's name Sephine never actually tried to learn) had an instantly broken neck. She still lay quivering on the floor where she had fallen as Sephine rewarded herself.

Paul was used to both ambushes and quick deathmatches in his honour, but this was something above the usual. Sephine's incomparably tight cunt squeezed him close to cumming in seconds as his former lover lay broken on the ground. Gripping the murderous blonde's sides he tried to press her down the full length of his cock as she moaned and started whispering to him about her having beat Davin's curse.

Lost in lust, neither heard the already damaged door swing shut as another Member showed up.


Eve: Neighbour to Paul's petite lover, Eve was planning on ambushing the annoyingly loud blonde herself when she saw Sephine literally kick in the door from her door's peephole. Waiting a few minutes for the two to hopefully wear each other out a bit, she now entered to finish both off. A complete sociopath (even more so than most Members) due to a prebirth injury, Eve only does whatever makes her feel good, unfortunately for many women, she gets off on killing and occasionally fucking. Every time Eve wants to get laid, she aims for men with girlfriend's (or wives) so she can sate both thirsts at once.
Fun Fact: Easily the Club's most prolific serial killer, Eve's almost nightly hunting of women in and around the Membership is mostly mistaken for the regular private matches that go on around town. Although in the years since her Club arrival, the death toll has shown an obvious spike.

This would be Eve's sixth time fighting over Paul (he assumes she favours him), and so like the last three times, she wore a white robe she took from one of his lovers. She moved silently as she padded across the apartment's carpeted floor. Stopping in front of her neighbour, she quietly pressed down on the undefended neck as Sephine loudly fucked Paul on the couch. With the man completely absorbed by the blonde's see-through bra covered tits bouncing up and down, Eve had no problem executing the nearly dead woman on the floor without being noticed. The limp blonde gurgled slightly as Eve's heel crushed her already broken neck.

Sephine leaned back, letting out an orgasmic moan as she flooded her new lover's crotch. Feeling hands on her pigtails she assumed they were Paul's, before realizing his were still busy on her hips trying to shove her down the impressive length of his cock. With a scream of surprise and pain her head was ripped backwards, she got one quick look at Eve's impassive face upside down before the brunette slammed her knee upwards.

Paul let loose into Sephine's fear-tightened pussy as the blonde was kneed in the back of the head and tugged off his spurting member. This was hardly the first time Eve had suddenly shown up and interrupted his fucking. She even wore the robe she'd taken off a black warrior he'd dated for three months (the woman was a real dangerous combatant, but Eve had still beaten and killed her in under five minutes).

Eve launched the surprised blonde across the room, twisting her head painfully to the side by the pigtails as she flung her away. While she got little real thrill from combat, the brunette took a certain satisfaction as Sephine's face rolled right into her own victim's crotch. Raising her fists Eve waited for Sephine to recover, calmly stating, "Get up, bitch," to the downed woman.

Sephine screamed in rage and charged from the ground, she only knew Eve by reputation as a deathmatch specialist, but was too angry to care. Rushing forward she couldn't dodge as Eve neatly pivoted and spin-kicked the blonde right above the tits. Heel crushing into Sephine's collarbone with enough force to smash her flat. Rug-burn on her knees, Sephine's top rolled up over her breasts as she skidded face down on the rough carpet.

Eve stepped down hard on the blonde's neck, grabbing a pigtail in one hand and pink bra in the other she yanked on both, finally starting to get a rush as Sephine jerked and struggled beneath her. Pulling hard for several seconds she then took her foot off, dragging the woozy blonde to her knees. She drove her knee up into Sephine's chin several times, till the blonde spat blood over her nice white robe, then hauled her to her feet.

Paul watched intently as Eve tore his new lover apart. A flurry of punches and kicks that backed the blonde across the length of the room, every time Sephine started to fall she was grabbed by the bra and held up just long enough for another devastating blow. Eve aimed her destructive assault mostly at those wonderful tits Paul had been enjoying a minute ago.

Countless punches to the bruised chest, knees to the stomach and pussy, blows to the head and shoulders, Sephine was on her feet but practically unconscious when a final powerful diaphragm-kick smashed her against the wall. She senselessly slumped down to her ass, blood drooling from her mouth.

Once again grabbing Sephine by the pigtails, Eve dragged the limp and broken blonde across the room. Dropping her face-up on the floor between Paul's legs she slammed her now-wet pussy down over Sephine's face. The vicious brunette took the entirety of the cock Sephine couldn't, right between her eager lips. As always it would take a lot to make Eve orgasm, but intensely feeling the beaten blonde's last gasps brought her close. An hour later, an exhausted Paul finally made her gush, bent over the couch above Sephine's limp form as he gave his best doggy-style fucking to his brunette champion.

By the next night. Sephine's body had been found, along with the body of her suspected killer, who died from her injuries. With the release of Sephine's defeat of Alexis, the curse was now considered open. The next match of Davin would be anybodies fight.