Bridal Suite Battles (Part 3)

[mcgoll]

Part two can be found here!

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.

Shyla massaged her aching jaw as she lay collapsed on a couch in the movie den. A splitting headache every time she moved, she groaned and tried to lay still till the healing drugs kicked in enough.

Flicking on the massive television present, the droopy-eyed blonde flicked through the long list of movies available. Settling on her favourite, "The Stripfighter" she dropped the remote and relaxed entirely.

The Stripfighter revolved around the top fighter in an underground fight club under a popular strip joint. A hot little brunette that gets her ass kicked by a newcomer blonde that then takes everything from her, her job, man and even the life of her best friend.

Shyla very rarely actually finished watching the movie. Typically losing interest after the blonde antagonist (her favourite character) murdered the protagonists redheaded friend in the stripclub's washroom.

Despite her injuries, Shyla still forced herself to masturbate when the bathroom fight came about. Giggling at watching the redhead's heels fail to find purchase on tiled floor, Shyla came as her favourite scene came to a close. The blonde villainess drowning the cute friend by keeping one foot pressing her face down in a toilet bowl.

It wasn't the most practical way to kill an enemy in a washroom, and Shyla would know.

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Milo had to grip the top edges of the men's room stall to avoid losing his footing. This brunette that had found him was the best oral expert he had ever encountered.


Shay had been all over town looking for Milo, knowing he frequented various strip clubs, it had only been a matter of time before she found him. Now, slowly stripping off her clothing, she proved to him why he should bring her home tonight with her mouth.

Milo's knuckles were white, Shay had been sucking him off for just over a minute and it was taking everything he had not to blow his load already. Aside from her blowjob skill, he knew Shay to be a confident and able fighter, and had no problem with the idea of her maybe being his next girlfriend.

With the stall door closed, neither Milo nor Shay took any notice of the main door opening. Although if he'd thought about it, Milo might have been suspicious as the club hadn't had any men in it a few minutes ago.

Milo was gasping for breath when the stall door suddenly flew open, kicked from the outside. Shay screamed out, "What the fu-" before a blonde Milo only vaguely recognised ducked into the cramped area and slugged the brunette across the mouth.


Shyla, having locked the main door, stripped of everything but her pink panties and kicked in the stall, hauled Shay out by the hair, growling, "Get out here you little slut."

Milo almost laughed out loud as he recognised Shyla. The jobber was one of the most pathetic fighters in the city. The fact that she was ambushing Shay was hilarious. Shay hadn't lost a fight in three months, and even killed an opponent cleanly with a throatpunch two weeks ago. Once Shay got over her surprise, he'd be impressed if Shyla left this men's room alive.

Screaming in rage (thumping base out in the club kept anyone from hearing anything), Shay got a foot under her and rose while throwing a fist at her attacker.

Both Milo and Shay were taken by surprise when Shyla let go of the brunette's hair and expertly caught Shay's arm in a lock. Raising her knee, the blonde caught Shay right in the diaphragm, doubling her over.

Shay folded over, letting out one drawn out breath as she crumpled to the cold tile. This time when Shyla grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up, Shay didn't fight her off.

Milo winced as Shyla smashed her elbow into the side of Shay's head. Not letting the brunette collapse, the blonde gripped her by the hips and swung her knee up into Shay's uncovered crotch.

Shay rolled across the floor, grunting as her head struck an open stall. As Shyla tried to grab her by the garter suspenders, the brunette lashed out with a sharpened heel, digging it across the blonde's thigh before snapping a toe right under Shyla's chin.

Shyla bounced on her ass as she fell backwards, bracing herself against the wall. She snarled and rubbed at her bruised neck as she glared at the struggling brunette.

One of Shay's heels had broken as she rolled across the floor. Slipping as she tried to stand, Shay fell against the swinging door of an empty stall.

Charging in screaming, Shyla mashed her bared tits against Shay's as she tackled her into the stall. Walls shuddering, the two women awkwardly stumbled into the cubby.

Shay, gripping blonde hair with both hands, managed to turn things around and bashed Shyla's head against the wall. Slipping again on her broken heel, the brunette slumped against the opposite wall, her good heel scraping at clean tiles.

Milo looked into the stall as the two fighters slid apart from one another. The veteran Shay and the complete jobber Shyla. With identical shouts of rage, the two slammed into one another again.

Shay held her blonde attacker by the wrists. Her good heel sunk into a glory hole drilled into the wall behind her, using the traction, she shoved forward, slamming her shoulder up under the blonde's bruised chin.

Shyla gagged as her injured throat was pressed on by the raging brunette. Letting her arms be pushed out to each side, she swung both knees up at once.

The blonde's sudden dead weight made Shay collapse just as much as the sudden blow to her stomach by both legs. Falling in a tangle of limbs, Shay cried out as her foot twisted on the wall. A wet crunch from her ankle made the brunette shriek in sudden agony.

Shyla backhanded the brunette across the eye, laughing as Shay blubbered and spastically tried to get away. Digging fingers under Shay's right breast, Shyla pushed her up and blasted a straight-shot right in to the screaming woman's open mouth.

Watching with great interest, Milo didn't step in as Shyla slowly manoeuvred the dazed Shay around the small area. With her ankle broken and all the fight knocked out of her, most refs would label the brunette the loser and call the match, but Milo was no referee.

Shyla slammed Shay down on the toilet seat and gave her several good punches to the face to quiet her down. She was chuckling under her breath as she watched Shay's head loll about when the brunette reached out and dug her fingers into Shyla's crotch.

Shay dug her thumb in and tried to stand up, giving one last push of strength to overpower Shyla, or at least get by her. She was stopped though by a heavy blow to her forehead though as the screaming blonde bashed her with a wildly flung elbow.

As Shay collapsed back to the seat, Shyla howled with rage and drove a fist down into her over and over again. Blood flecking over her heaving breasts with each withdrawn fist, the blonde didn't stop when Shay went limp and slumped back defenceless.

Grabbing the ceramic cover off the back of the toilet, Shyla raised it high over her head as Shay's fell back into the open tank. Screaming, "You're fucking finished!" the blonde smashed the lid's corner down on the unsupported throat with a crunch.

As Shay's legs spasmed uncontrollably, the brunette gagged and sputtered. Then Shyla brought the tank lid down hard enough to shatter the blood-slicked white ceramic on the dying woman's skull.

Stumbling out of the stall, Shyla laughingly fell into Milo's arms. Pointing back at the battered body of her enemy, Shyla giggled evilly as she pointed out the brunette had pissed herself in fear right at the end.

After that night, Shyla had been Milo's secret lover. Occasionally pushing him to begin a relationship with a veteran fighter, Shyla enjoyed killing women fighting for something they cared about.

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Shyla woke up just for the ending of the Stripfighter, her bare feet laying in Milo's lap. She hadn't even woken when he came in.

On screen the brunette protagonist was having her climatic final battle with the blonde antagonist on the strip club's roof. While it was well choreographed, Shyla had always hated that the blonde didn't put up as much of a fight as she did in earlier fights.

Stroking Milo's cock with her feet, Shyla still very much enjoyed it as the protagonist caught her enemy by the foot and flipped her straight off the roof. Both watchers laughed as the screaming blonde plunged off the roof and caved in the top of her own expensive car. While it was a little silly that the car then burst in to flames as the villain howled in dying agony, Shyla loved it.

As the movie closed, with the protagonist walking in on her man who was waiting for the dead blonde in the lap-dance parlour, Shyla realised how much better she was feeling.

Crawling over to Milo, Shyla started describing all the things she'd be doing to his wife just as soon as he let her at him. Jacking him off she reminded him of their first night together, Shay's last night ever.

Her wounds healed, Shyla was ready to put Sheri down for good. She promised that by the end of it, Shay's death would look merciful compared to what would happen to Milo's new bride.

[Enjoyed the Story? Part four is Here!]

[mcgoll]

The Stripfighter

Based On A True Story!

Casting:

Emily- The protagonist. Introduced as the setting's foremost dancer and at the top of the stripclub's underground catfight listings, Emily begins the movie as a cocksure fighter that hasn't met a real challenge in months. This all changes when she is directly challenged by a blonde from out of town named Sophie that wants her job and man. Losing badly, Emily sets out to train herself back up for an eventual face off with the blonde that took everything from her. Losing her best friend as well, the brunette eventually outright murders the blonde in a private duel. Along her road to revenge she has many minor fights that quickly hone her formidable combat effectiveness. Played by a complete unknown in the acting world, the leading lady became famous overnight, appearing fterwards in multiple (less "based on a true story" events) sequels and similar films.


Tessa- A beloved porn and catfight actress, Tessa gave the film it's star power, appearing as Emily's best friend, a fellow dancer. Catching the blonde antagonist giving under-the-table (instead of giving the house a percentage of the cost) blowjobs to stripclub clientele, Tessa is killed by Sophie to protect her secret. Being beaten bloody and eventually drowned in a toilet bowl, the actress won multiple awards for "Best death scene," "Best supporting actress" and "Most convincing loser."


Sophie- The antagonistic blonde that sets off the whole plot by beating and sexually abusing Emily in the first twenty minutes of the film. Depicted as a completely self-centred psychopath, Sophie ends the film with the highest body count of three; killing Tessa as well as another stripper that witnesses her disposing of the body, before killing the club's leading dancer (originally second best before Emily loses her job) during a threesome. The actress, who had learned quite a bit of actual fighting techniques from the film, later tried to embark on a pro-fighting career. After limited success (she won just over half her fights, and won one legal deathmatch via strangulation with a bra), she was ambushed and killed by a group of fighters that were fans of Emily's character.

Considered a hallmark of the Catfight genre films, The Stripfighter received accolades for:
-Keeping the bodycount low (five on screen deaths), unlike it's sequels, each of which made Emily more and more brutal, despite her first appearance making only one kill.
-Having the leading ladies be a Brunette, a Blonde, and a Redhead, the trifecta.
-Actually following the true story quite accurately, even if it did sensationalise the deaths.
-Having actual dialogue beyond women screaming obscenities at one another.

Truly, a timeless classic.

[zero1400]

The description of the movie was a nice add on to the saga.

Anyways, I love how you're taking time to develop the characters and giving the more detailed back stories before they go at it again.

[mcgoll]

Originally the plan was for a one-shot story where I planned on Shyla killing Sheri after a fairly even fight. Once I actually began writing it out I felt that they were a little too even though and began to like Sheri's confident then surprised character a bit too much to quickly kill her off. At this point I still haven't decided on who is going to win eventually, I think I'll put up a poll with the next segment, and maybe even use the crowd chosen decision!

And yeah, I have always liked world-building these insane settings where women routinely fight to the death for nothing more than sex and money. So the idea of them watching movies that both sensationalise and normalise their bloodsports is kind of funny to me. Shyla, someone who gleefully murders combat trained women hand-to-hand, still gets off on watching some actress pretend to do the same