I believe this is what you're looking for. I have two stories, Lin is in the second.
"queen" vs marisol
Posted by anon on April 13, 2001 at 15:48:29:
I had found her--when I did, she had been in the midst of some sort of gang-related fight and I knew she would love the arena--I was sure she would lose but she would be a great draw. She went by the name "Queen" and wouldn't tell me anything else about herself, even once we were in bed together. It didn't matter though, she was perfect for the backroom fights I was involved in. Queen was a light-skinned latina, about 5-10 with a sinewy body like an aerobics instructor. She had rock hard abs and muscular but thin arms and legs. She had dark eyes and her dark hair had blond streaks in it. She was not big chested, like Marisol but she had nice sized breasts--a big B cup would have been my guess. She was an animal when I met her and an animal in the bedroom. I was sure she would do well in the ring. She was an addict and she knew the stipulations on the fight, she was in it for the money. She admitted she had killed girls before and that her life was on the line every day as the "Queen" of a gang of girls people were out for her all the time. She figured the least she could do is earn some money while doing what she did daily anyway. The only difference was that this would be done naked. She had no problem with that. Her body was decorated with several tatoos: barb wire on her arm, a knife on her left breast, a cobra on her right shoulder and the words feed me above her shaved *****. I brought her to the warehouse the night of the fight. The room was sweltering and she sweat right through the light t-shirt she had on. Marisol was waiting for her in the middle of the room, already naked, stretching, waiting for her opponent.
"That's who I am fighting??" Queen asked, incredulously.
"Don't be deceived, Queen, she's very tough." I replied.
"Yeah, yeah, okay." she said in her arrogance, removing her stick t-shirt and shimmying out of her tight shorts as the crowd parted for her. She removed her shoes and now stood across the "ring" (actually a circle made loosely of some scrap plywood) from her foe. There was no official start in this place, it just began when the fighters were ready. The two women circled the ring and Marisol began to close the distance. Queen readied herself as Marisol reared back and fired a punch at the tall girl's head. Queen dodged it and swung back, but Marisol was ready, in fact almost seemed to have planned it this way, grabbing Queen's arm and using her momentum to swing her into the wall behind her. Queen grunted as she went face-first into the plywood board, falling to the floor and Marisol spun with her, not letting go of her arm. She attacked viciously, sending several kicks into queens chest and abdomen. Queen's body shook violently as Marisol converted to stomping and limited her challenger's movements by continuing to hold her arm. Queen swung a leg around, sweeping Marisol's feet out from under her and forcing the shorter girl to her back. Both girls rolled away and got to their feet. Queen was breathing hard already. Marisol's big breasts swung gently as she moved towards queen and both girls held up their fists. When they got in close they began swinging wildly,like a street fight. Marisol's breasts swung wildly too. Both girls landed several punches with each girl's head snapping back violently in response to being struck on several occasions when Marisol suddenly closed the gap and tackled queen. the taller girl let out a loud rush of air as she hit the ground with Marisol on top of her. Marisol quickly straddled Queen with her arms pinned beneath her and began pummelling Queen's face. Queen squirmed and struggled beneath the big chested fighter. The damage to Queen's face was not clear yet but the crowd was certain it was going to be considerable. marisol had suffered a bloody nose from the initial "streetfighting" exchange but otherwise had not suffered significant damage. Despite being pounded, Queen finally got an arm free, and was able to grab Marisol's black ponytail and to haul the girl back, out of position. This forced Marisol to stop her onslaught and all of us could see the battering that Queen's face had suffered. She was determined though and her strong arms hauled Marisol back and off of her, leading the two fighters to roll on the floor until for a moment Queen was on top and punching Marisol although she could not get a firm enough position and they rolled again until they hit the plywood. Queen was pinned on her side with her back to the wood and Marisol was on her side facing her. Marisol began kneeing Queen in the stomach and occasionally in the crotch when she could position herself properly, all the while battling Queen's hands with her own. Marisol landed a solid knee into Queen's crotch and her body convulsed just as an ear splitting scream was heard throughout the warehouse.
We were certain it was Queen, an appropriate reaction from the kick to the groin, but as we watched, we realized that it was Marisol's face that had gone pale with horror and her eyes that had gone wide. She clutched her large right breast and blood seeped through her fingers. Much as she had done to Tiffany in their fight, Queen had done to her here. Marisol's big breasts had gotten too close to Queen's sharp teeth and the gang fighter had ripped a piece of her ****** and breast off. Queen, *******d and bloody stumbled to her feet and approached her foe who had rolled to the middle of the arena, writhing in pain. She wiped the sweat and blood from her forehead and her mouth and she clearly had evil in her eyes...
She looked to me and I had a suspicion that the tide of the fight was about to change...
Queen moved like a cat on her strong legs, the scars of battle decorating her body. Her muscular body carried her swiftly to Marisol, who remained writhing in pain in the center of the ring, and now the entire crowd was certain that the tide of the battle was to turn. Queen closed the distance and prepared to strike when suddenly, Marisol thrust out with a mule-kick into Queen's unprotected ****. The tall latina gasped and her face went pale as she stumbled. It appeared suddenly that the turn of events might not take place. Marisol used all of her strength to fire a second kick, this one directly into Queen's face as she bent over from the first blow. Blood sprayed from Queen's mouth as she tumbled to the floor.
Marisol leaped onto queen like a cornered rat and the two women rolled around struggling with one another, scratching and clawing. Slowly both women found their hands wrapped around each other's throats, gagging. Marisol was on top, and she shook queen's head by her neck, each shake emitting a strangled gag from her foe. Queen, however, appeared to have the advantage, despite being on the bottom, as Marisol's face was already flushed and plethoric. Marisol's eyes began to tear even as she continued to shake her foe. Both women's veins in their necks were swollen, and Queen's muscular arms strained to crush her foe's neck. Queen tried to roll Marisol off of her but the big chested champion would have none of that and she bounced up and down on Queen's belly twice, causing the challenger's legs to flail weakly. Marisol suddenly released Queen, and first grabbed desperately at the strangle-hold around her neck. Realizing quickly that this was futile, Marisol took her fingernails and pressed them deep into Queen's eyeballs. Queen squealed in agony and thrust Marisol from upon her. The two women rolled away from one another and gasped for breath. Queen was momentarily blinded and as she stood Marisol took advantage. The big chested swung violent uppercuts into Queen's stomach and chest and Queen's body shuddered with the blows. Her legs weakened for a moment and she swung blindly at Marisol, missing wildly. Marisol, with vicious precision began a series of blows to Queen's head, knocking her challenger backwards and spraying blood from side to side as she attacked with first a right and then a left... Queen was stumbling backwards, her knees weakening, barely able to see, and clearly unable to protect herself...
As she hit the boards she collapsed to her knees and Marisol began to unload with knees to her face and chest.
Queen, unable to keep her body up, fell into Marisol's lower body... gripping her legs and actually tackling her. None of us could tell if it was intentional or not... Marisol quickly tried to scramble from beneath her foe....
Queen's strong sinewy body lay face down on the arena floor as Marisol scrambled away and to her feet. Marisol quickly moved behind her foe as Queen shook the cobwebs clear and pushed herself up to all fours. Once again, Marisol struck, leaping onto Queen's back and collapsing her to the ground. Queen let out a loud moan and Marisol grabbed her long black and blonde ponytail and hauled back on it, pulling her head and upper body off the floor. Queen winced and groaned in agony. Sweat and blood drenched both fighters bodies, as Marisol's body strained to haul up on Queen and the pinned fighter struggled to regain her composure and survive the battle. Marisol reached over Queen's shoulder and dug her long dark nails into Queen's upper chest--not her breasts, but the high flat part of the girl's chest, gouging deep red welts into her foe's body. With her free arm, she slid her forearm around Queen's neck and began to choke the life from her. Queen's face was red, and her eyes were closed tightly as tears leaked from them. Her legs kicked and her hands clawed desperately at the death grip Marisol had on her. She flailed enough so the that the two fighters toppled onto their sides, but rather than helping queen, this set her back as Marisol was able to wrap her thick legs around Queen's midsection in a scissor and intermittently crush her abdomen, squeezing even more air out of her.
Queen was being destroyed by her opponent and as she gradually succumbed to this most recent onslaught, she opened her eyes and caught mine, her eyes filled with the fear of her own death as her air ran out. I realized that despite my warnings her arrogance had consumed her and she had never considered the possibility of meeting a better fighter in this arena. She had never considered that she might not win. Our reverie was abruptly interrupted as Queen suddenly spasmed in agony, the result of one of Marisol's crushing leg scissors. Queen's eyes began to take on the look of a lost soul as the life slowly left them and she clawed even more frantically. Drool began to drip from her mouth even as her washboard stomach battled her foe's powerful thighs. Marisol groaned with exertion as she pulled back even harder on Queen's throat and neck, stretching her foe tighter still. The crowd thundered its support for Marisol as her victory neared...
...Suddenly, Queen's eyes shot open, as if possessed, and her hands shot back to Marisol's head. Despite Marisol's attempts to avoid such an attack, somehow Queen, in her desperation was able to reach Marisol and pull her close--using whatever handholds she could get. By closing the space, Marisol was unable to maintain the same pressure on Queen's neck and the gangfighter was able to momentarily gasp a small amount of badly needed air. As she pulled Marisol in she jammed her thick thumb with it's long nail deep into Marisol's nostril and yanked, eliciting a yelp from the champion. With her other hand she reached behind and slammed the champion's face into the back of her own head, causing herself some considerable pain but in the process, dazing the champion. Marisol released Queen from her deathgrip and the challenger rolled away, her naked dark body gasping for air. Her chest heaved in the air it was just so recently deprived of. Marisol shook her head to clear the cobwebs and rubbed her violated nose.
Queen had bought herself only seconds and it was not clear if she could recover to fight worth any significance. The crowd, however, loved it. Queen stumbled to her feet as Marisol came after her and the tall, sinewy streetfighter ran from her attacker. Marisol began to chase Queen around the arena, her large breasts swaying back and forth as the two latinas moved around the ring. The crowd began to jeer as Queen tried to buy herself some much need recuperation time. She didn't have much time as Marisol quickly had her cornered. The champion sneered through a bloody face as she closed the distance.
Queen suddenly surprised everyone. Like a cornered rat she leapt at Marisol, catching the crowd and most importantly the champion, completely off guard. Her tight powerful legs wrapped around the champion's upper body as she perched herself high on Marisol's chest. Holding herself there with her legs, Queen began an onslaught onto Marisol's face while using a powerful legscissors to crush Marisol's chest. Marisol tumbled backwards as blood sprayed from her face and Queen's momentum carried her to the floor. When they hit the ground, the weight of Queen's body forced the air from the champion and she lay beneath Queen stunned. Queen was desperate and knew that at the very least she had to severely injure Marisol now. Her punches had very little of their normal strength but she knew that given her position and the damage Marisol had already sustained that she had a chance of hurting her. She swung fiercely and repeatedly, bludgeoning Marisol's face with her fists. The crunch of bones could occasionally be heard when there was a momentary lull in the crowd noise and it was unclear as to whether it was Queen's hands breaking or Marisol's face. After what seemed like an eternity but was really only seconds, Marisol recovered from having the wind knocked out of her and realized that she had to do something about the wild wolverine on top of her. She bucked and flailed without success, and she was rapidly losing ground. Her face had begun to swell like a side of beef. Her left eye was completely swollen shut again, much like it had been against Tiffany, difference was that this time, her right eye was swelling too. As Queen looked down on Marisol, the pinned fighter slammed the heel of her hand up into her opponent's mouth snapping Queen's head backwards. She followed the move by bucking Queen off of her and following with a fist to the groin. Queen moaned and the two weary fighters forced themselves to their feet.
Although Queen had been brutalized worse in this fight, Marisol could only partially see out of one eye, and this was a distinct disadvantage. She moved to attack Queen, but given her sight and height advantage, Queen was able to avoid her and get her in a reverse side headlock. She unloaded some feeble uppercuts into Marisol's chest and then, realizing the futile nature of the powerless punches, unleashed a damaging knee to Marisol's chest, causing the champion to collapse to the ground. Queen was unable to hold her up. Marisol lay face down in the arena, barely moving as Queen stumbled to the boards and leaned on them, gathering some strength. Marisol began to stir and Queen then struggled over to her and stomped on her, hitting her repeatedly in the flanks. Marisol rolled onto her back and the crowd almost gasped at the horror that was her face. She valiantly swung at her foe, as Queen stomped on her chest again. Queen quickly moved to between the Champion's legs where she unleashed a series of heel-kicks to Marisol's ****. Each kick produced a gut-wrenching convulsion from Marisol's body despite the weakened nature of Queen's legs. Queen stood over Marisol's *******d body and straddled her torso. She sat down on her stomach. Marisol weakly tried to reach up and grab Queen's breasts, so the gangfighter bent all of her fingers back until they snapped. Marisol could only whimper. Queen hissed, "You wanna still try and attack my ****?? Fine this won't be so quick after all." She took Marisol's left breast in her hand and twisted it until the skin tore. Marisol sobbed, begging for mercy. Queen cackled through blood and sweat and then repeated the process with the right breast. The crowd began to chant for her to finish off the champion. Queen pushed Marisol's chin up and reared back with her right hand. With a scream of victory, she slammed her fist into Marisol windpipe, crushing her voice box and her windpipe--killing her foe. The crowd roared, shocked by the outcome, but thrilled with the fight.
Queen got up and stumbled to the ground twice in her effort to get to me. When she reached where I was, she held herself up on the boards and grabbed me by my tie. She smiled wildly and said "You owe me a LOT of money, you ****. I gave you the fight of your life."
I smiled and replied... "Yes, you---" and suddenly there was a scream from over my shoulder. A beautiful asian woman with big fake breasts and a gold loop nose ring pushed past me and grabbed Queen by the throat with one hand. "Listen you LOSER!!" she yelled "Your MINE, next, and I am gonna kick your BALD ***** ALL OVER THIS RING!!!" Queen gagged as the girl squeezed her throat.
"****....you" was what queen was able to gasp out while her throat was squeezed. People from the crowd suddenly grabbed the asian girl and held her back. She continued to jaw at Queen as the latina rubbed her sore neck, still caked in blood.
"Listen *****, " queen said leaning into the crowd, in this girl's face. "I'll be ready and waiting and if you win, you can have this back!!" and with that she reached over and tore the gold loop from the girl's nostril. She turned as the girl screamed in pain and anger and leaped for her but was restrained and Queen strode across the arena, stepped over Marisol's dead body and went to the dressing area. The crowd roared and ate it up and I went back to nurse my prizefighter back to health and to give her her money. I had a feeling this asian chick was going to be another tough fight.
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Queen vs. Lin
Posted by anon on April 26, 2001 at 00:33:29:
It had been almost a month of recovery. The last fight had really taken a toll on Queen's strong, young body, but finally she was ready. We went to the warehouse again and tonight it seemed even hotter. Queen, now in "her" arena, walked in wearing a white tank top which she had hosed down and made see through, camouflage hot pants and black army boots. The crowd roared as she flipped them all the bird and stripped naked, her hard, sinewy body glistening with sweat. She had dyed her hair blonde for this fight, except for the roots so she took on an even sluttier appearance. Unlike her last fight, she had feelings for this next fighter--she HATED her. She wanted to punish her in every way possible. The crowd roared again and Queen looked across the arena as her next foe entered.
She called herself "Lin" and she was about 5'6", 115 lbs and was strikingly attractive. She had typical asian features, high cheek bones and dark eyes, with big red pouty lips. She had allowed some surgical enhancements to be performed though--her breasts were the largest on any asian queen had ever seen and they stood at attention. Lin was clearly a double DD cup and very proud of it as she entered the ring wearing only a thong. Lin's nose bore a scar of significance--her right nostril was torn where Queen had forcibly removed a nose ring at the end of her last fight. Lin's pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a perfect triangle and she displayed two formidable dangers for queen: thick, powerful legs and long, razor sharp fingernails painted a deep black. She teased the crowd and jeered at Queen as she taunted her. I am going to rip your ******s off and eat them while you whimper, you *****-*****, she called out. Queen simply smiled and grabbed her crotch at her.
Suddenly the fight was on and the two women raced at one another like uncaged tigers waiting to tear at each other. They collided with a smack of flesh and a flurry of fists and hair when suddenly one of the women shrieked and Queen stepped back holding her face and Lin stood across from her smirking, blood dripping from the fingernails of her right hand. Queen pulled her hand away and along her left cheek and down her neck were four deep red gashes from Lin's razor-sharp nails. Lin lashed out with two powerful kick's two Queen's midsection and the air could be heard rushing out of the latina as Lin's kicks hit their target. Queen stumbled slightly back and Lin moved in. As the Asian got closer, Queen steadied herself and retaliated with a powerful right hook that slammed into the Asian's jaw. Lin stopped dead in her tracks as her head snapped back and she was stood bolt upright. Queen followed with an overhand looping left which connecting squarely with Lin's nose. Bone crunched and blood sprayed out from the Asian's face as she stumbled backwards, too stunned even to squeal. Queen followed with a combination of punches right then left, alternating as she pummelled Lin's head, sneering the entire way until Lin's body was backed up against the edge of the arena. Lin was nearly out, but for Queen the fight was just beginning. She paused for a moment.
..."You there, sugar ****?" Queen jeered.
"Please...." Lin whispered, her eyes glassy.
"Good." and then Queen began to pound punches into Lin's stomach. The sound of fists hitting unprotecting flesh and muscle like that fired the crowd up. Lin's body shuddered with each punch as she began to slump over from the body beating, but not being allowed to pass out by her attacker. Her head rested on Queen's shoulder for support as her arms hung lifelessly at her sides.
"Pleeease...." she whispered into her attacker's ear. Queen stepped back and the *******d fighter fell to the floor of the arena, prone. Queen grabbed her head by her dark hair and slapped her cheeks until she awakened, glassy-eyed. Queen leaned over her foe and hissed at her. "What was it that you promised me? You were going to rip my ******s off and eat them while I watched? No, no, while I whimpered, I think it was..."
"...No...no...oh, no... please" again Lin begged. Suddenly a white towel flew in from the crowd. Queen saw it. She looked up to where it came from and yelled "**** you, you chicken-**** ****. You sent your ***** into the lion's den and both of you knew the risk. Your little two-bit ***** may have been able to beat a few street urchins in her day, but she certainly met more than her match in me!!!" and with that, Queen leaned down and kissed Lin full on the mouth. Suddenly Lin began to jerk and shake frantically, kicking with her feet and trying to pry Queen's head off of her face while shaking her head violently. Queen continued to press her kiss and straddle her foe until suddenly she thrust upwards standing over Lin, her dark mouth covered in blood and she smiled evilly into the crowd. Lin shrieked, in a strange tone, her mouth also covered in blood. Suddenly, Queen stomped on Lin's chest and then again on her stomach, knocking the wind from her and continuing her brutalization. Then she spat something from her mouth into the middle of the arena. Slowly the crowd gasped as they realized what it was and then they began to roar. Queen had bitten off a piece of the girl's tongue--and she had spit it then into the middle of the arena. The crowd roared intensely as Queen continued her attack, grabbing the Asian girl by the hair, straddling her shoulders and pounding her face ruthlessy with her free hand repeatedly before dropping her back to the ground. Lin's face was no longer recognizable. Garbled sounds came from her mouth.
"Are you whimpering??" Queen asked, falsely curious...
"Oh then, I guess it's time..." Lin's eyes opened, barely slits due to the swelling from the beating she had taken. Queen took her foe's hand, Lin was too weak to resist and took her razor sharp index fingernail, and began tracing a line around Lin's big brown ******. Sadistically, Queen then used Lin's own fingernails to slice off her ******s, as the Asian fighter writhed on the ground grunting, whining and gurgling at the pain. Someone, the same person who had thrown in the towel on Lin's behalf, had to be restrained from the arena as Queen continued her sadistic abuse of the young asian fighter. Blood oozed from the former sites of Lin's ******s and Queen then pried open one of Lin's swollen eyes with one free hand. With Lin watching, Queen then swallowed both of Lin's ******s whole. Lin's body shuddered as Queen grimaced as the tissue passed into her stomach. Lin needed to be aroused again, which Queen did as she slipped her arm under the defeated Asian's throat. She whispered in her foe's ear. Say night-night sugar pie, I hope you enjoyed the shoe. And with that she snapped Lin's neck and dropped her to the ground. The crowd roared and Queen bowed. WHO'S NEXT???!!! she yelled. And she walked out of the arena.
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