Extreme Catfight Tournament 2011
By my prot?g? Sara White Doe

06/12-19/2011

Cities: LA near the beach, Tijuana Mexico, Death Valley Nevada.

Number of women fighting: 30 filler matches, these are fights that are held between event matches of the actual tournament. The winners from these matches are used to fill any gaps in the main tournament. If a woman quits the tournament or if a winner is hurt to bad to continue. The winners from the filler matches are given the opportunity to join the actual tournament in a winners place to advance further in the rounds.

Number of tournament places in the Extreme Catfight Tournament: 64 women with different training and fighting styles. But all are agreed to the rules for the matches. 16 women separated per level for a total of 4 groups of 16 fighters. Group A fights their mini tournament. Then group B fights their mini tournament.

Ok now as the winners from each round in both groups A& B finish their fights at the end of each round. We fight the winners from the next group as they finish their rounds. It means you have to win each round twice to advance through the first three rounds. So for example if you make it to the 3 round you have already fought 6 matches.

At the end of the mini tournaments from groups A& B Groups; C& D do the same thing. Finally after the winners from Group's A & B finish their fights. We fight the winners from groups C& D. Now we?re down to rounds 4, 5, 6 the final three rounds each of these is death match. (In short this is how the rounds were set up)

Group A (my group of 16 women) of the first 6 fights 2 fights per round for the first 3 rounds. Winners from A in each round fight the Winners from B?s group from each round. The same was done with groups C & D.

Round one: K.O's for each of the first rounds how the K.O's were preformed was up to the fighters. I saw a wide variety of holds and moves used.

Round 2: Was split up into and KO Match and Maim Match. The first match in round 2A was a KO match. These first three rounds were held in LA near the beach at 10 P.M.

Round 2 B and both of Round 3 matches: Were maiming style match catfights. (The style of maim also depends on who is fighting. But the looser will be bodily scarred by the winner at the end the match: examples of this biting off nipples and biting off pussy lips or even the clit are just a few things for examples.) Again just like above the winner decides the loser's fate in the maiming end of the catfight. All three matches were held in the southernmost part of Tijuana Mexico.

The 4th, 5th and 6th matches were all catfights to the death. They were held in, and please forgive the Irony of the pun but Death Valley Nevada.

Ok Rules: both rounds of the matches for round 1 and the first match of round 2 were no submission, loss must be a K.O. (Knock Out) No weapons, No eye attacks other than punches. Other than that, there were no rules in the ring.

The second part of round 2, and both rounds of 3 were in a pit they were maiming matches. The same rules from rounds 1& 2 applied to round 3. But serious bodily harm was encouraged to end each of the 3rd round matches. Loss of some part of the female body was a required rule to end the rounds. Several women lost: nipples, ear lobes, parts of their labia and a few clits were bitten off. But all of this was light compared to a few of the matches I watched.

Rules for rounds 4, 5 & 6: No weapons, No rules, One woman must die to end the match. Only the judges may allow a save from death. Only a trainer may request the match to be stopped to save their woman from death. But if the judges say no and it is not agreed on by ALL of the judges then the trainer might share the fate of his or her fighter.

(In one case in Round 5 a French cunt was lying in the pit. Her uterus had been yanked down but not torn from her. She was a bloody mess and her trainer tossed in the towel. He thought if he begged the judges they would be spare her. They allowed the Russian woman to finish her off and two men drug him to the back room.)

Last but not least of many rules: Women in the tournament are only allowed to fight in matches that they are slotted for. If you participate in a match with a woman that is not authorized you are disqualified and no longer allowed to fight in the tournament.

That rule was put to the test during the tournament. A German woman who had lost to me in the second part of the first round started to shout obscenities and screamed at me in the ring. She said that Rachel was a worthless cunt and a coward to show up at the tournament. I started to move towards her but was stopped by mom. She was the only one of us who could challenge the German cunt to a fight.

Mom asked the panel of Judges to fight the bitch in a single match. Because of the manner of the accusations that the German girl screamed they agreed but only if mom was willing to fight to the death with this bitch. She agreed and they fought after my third match.

Ok now for Attire: All matches were to be nude. There were no exceptions to this rule. Even the trainers who were not fighting but with their fighter (s) they had to be nude also.

(On a gross note even for those women who were having PMS. Four of the women in matches lost their tampons during battle spreading blood everywhere. Or like one woman, she got her tampon knocked out of her when she was body slammed. No Kidding!)




All of the women weighed in and our measurements were taken. I weighed in at 148lbs, and measured height 5?11? my chest is 46FFF, my waist is 25?, my hips (Butt) 34 ??, my bicep?s 19 ??, my thighs 33? I?m very cut looking ready to compete just not in body building.

For the life of me I never would have imagined in all my years of fighting seeing as many fit and hard looking women at this tournament. But then again they have women every year compete in female body building tournaments some are big or bigger than me! So of course why not have a tournament that is geared to just women that look like me.

I got the shock of my life when I learned why there were so many hard body women fighting. It was because of me and Rachel competing in the last three years. We had actually caused this level, this type of women to be competing in this tournament.

Because of mom training us to be Sioux amazon warriors she honed us into fighters. Hard and lean our bodies made for war with other women. Strong, fast, hard for battle she made Rachel and I like this.

So because in the past three years Rachel and I swept the competition we tore through all of the fight promoters? women. Three quarters of the women at the tournament looked like body builders, like me. But the real question would be can they fight?

Would they go all the way? Would they give me their bodies like I would give them my body in combat? Did they lust for fighting another woman and battling her with every fiber of her being even if she lost? Was fighting a woman to them like having sex?

Being big and muscular and in shape was great but could they use their bodies? Or were all of them just eye candy for some ones money?

Ok well for my first two matches Round 1first match: I fought a woman from Florida Keys she was a sun kissed Blond from Sugarloaf Sound area. I never thought they would let press and pin Barbie?s in but she was 6?1?tall bushy blond she weighed 158lbs, 25? waist, 37hips, 15? biceps, 30? thighs. She was a pole dancer with huge knockers 40 DD?s and blood red nipples. She was very leggy and bendable.

I stood in my corner and waited, and she flexed on the ropes to show how bendable she was then the first and only bell rang to start the match. Barbie sprinted out at me as I came out of my corner. I side stepped her charge and let her pass me I ducked under her arms. As she passed me I grabbed her hair and yanked down. Her feet left the ring floor and she crashed to the floor.

She yelped and screamed as she slammed hard to the mat. Her hands found her hair line and she rolled to her knees. I gave her time to get to her feet. She walked up to me and took a wild hay maker punch then she started to do wind mill punching. I had to step back a few and she came forward. I jumped up and did a standing drop kick and caught her in the face.

She dropped down on her ass and looked up at me with a stunned expression. It was like she didn?t expect that to happen. Her nose was bleeding and she shook her bushy blond hair doo. She got up and came at me again. This time she started swinging kicks. I blocked a couple and took a couple in the knees and one in my ass. The she punched and I grabbed her wrist and yanked her arm over my shoulder.

She flipped over me and slammed down to the mat hard. I quickly spun around and put her in an arm bar as I yanked her to her knees. I kicked her in the face hard smashing her nose. Her head shot back quickly as I let go of her wrist. Her eyes close and she dropped down on the mat the ref checked her to see if she was out cold. They called in the doctor and put her on the stretcher. She started to cry and hold her face as they took her out of the ring.

Then an hour went by and my second fight came up. The Big German cunt they called her Pettera. She looked like she spent all of her time in the tanning bed. She smelled of (BO) bad but I?ve dealt with a lot worse. She was about my size but not as cut as me and small 36 C cup tits with dark brown nipples.

She flexed and pumped her arms and spread her lips for everyone to see. Then she started to dance around like a boxer and throw punches and shuffle her feet like a boxer. I waited and studied her very closely. The ref said ?FIGHT!? I walked out loose my arms ready to block. I shifted my foot and grounded my stance. She punched me with a drilling hit deep into my left breast she bulls eyed my nipple.

I punched her back hard and fast just like mom showed me and Rachel to do in training. Really fast just like a gunslinger drawing his gun and firing a shot. My fist was a blur I punched her square in the nose hard like I was trying to break a cinder block wall. I heard the crack and felt her teeth on my lower fingers as the top half of my fist broke her nose.

Her head shot back in a spray of blood and her ass hit the floor with a >>THUD<<. She bounced hard on her ass and then she staggered to her feet spinning around like a top. Her arms flailed about wildly trying to grab ropes. She shook her head and blood covered her chest and dripped off her left nipple.

She stepped through the ropes and off the apron. The ref blew the whistle as Pettera wobbled around on her legs and sat down hard on the stone floor. She kept shaking her head as blood ran down

Five minutes later she got up pissed off because she disqualified herself when she left the ring. That?s when the bitch started to cuss me. She glared at me and called me names and other things. The judges shrugged and rolled their eyes. Then she said I cheated and had a weapon in my hand when I hit her and she demanded that they check my crotch and under my tits and my ass. They rolled their eyes again and she became even more enraged.

They asked her to get dressed and leave. She hung around until my third match the next day. She showed up and snuck in; she had hid in the back waiting for my bout.

The third woman to step into the ring with me was from China her name was Mei Chou.

To my surprise she was well built. Long black hair down to her waist like me very strong and cut looking. Her breasts were big for her size body her 34 DD, she stood 5'7" tall, weighted 138 lbs, 22"waist, 34" hips, her biceps are 17 ??, and her thighs are 30? she is very cut and built stout and strong her skin was as dark as mine. When we were in the shower I commented to her about her build. Looking at her arms and legs and abs ?Nice and tone? I mentioned to her. She smiled and complimented me also.

When we were ready to fight the Ref motioned us to come to the center of the ring she bowed to me. I bowed to her also, which was hard for me because I was taller than her. The ref shouted for us to ?FIGHT!? she faced me and we circled each other. She took a martial arts guarding stance and so did I.

We circled each other looking at other over. Then as if on cue we started she punched and I countered with punches and kicks and blocks. We punched and kicked and some landed and others were blocked. Our punches and kicks were blurs as we blocked and hit faster and harder each time. She punched my right nipple with hard driving punches. I could feel my breast push against her fist. I punched her left breast and knocked her back a little.

Then twenty minutes into the match we were sweating and battering each other none stop. We breathed together punching and kicking. Savagely we battered each other?s bodies our punches and kicks slowed down a little. We wanted to really taste each other body to body.

Then from nowhere we heard Pettera shouting at me.
After two minutes of her shouting Mei rolled her eyes pissed off that she would interfere with our match. We were trying to enjoy each other?s fighting and Pettera started cussing Rachel.

Mei hit me twice in the breast and kneed my crotch and I punched her stomach and upper cut her left breast hard bring a groan from her.

Then Pettera shouted again more about Rachel being a coward and not fighting in the tournament. I turned to face her and Mei Chou grabbed me in a hug. ?No you must not! Please come back and fight me! Please!? she begged me.

Then Mom addressed the bitch point blank. She savagely kicked her foot deep into Petteras? open pussy. The German bitch folded up and fell to her knees. Mei smiled and pulled me back to the center of the ring ?We continue our fight, yes?? she said.

Then mom challenged Pettera to one single match. The judges agreed to the match without any hesitation but with one condition. The catfight was to be to the death. Mom agreed and so did Pettera because she thought mom would be a push over and easy to beat.


Mei and I continued to pound away on each other. I pushed her back to the ropes and she grabbed my hair and kneed my clit. I gasp for breath she smiled I gripped her breasts in both hands sinking my claws in deep and lifted her off the ring floor she wailed in agony. I slammed her in the corner with her arms over the ropes. Her crotch wept fluid I knew she was like me.

She kicked my breasts knocking me back. She tried to get off of the ropes I punched her cheekbone and kneed her clit. She screamed in pain as she hung there on the ropes. I spread her legs and wrapped her arms up in the corner. Then upper cut her breasts with several rapid punches she wailed in anguish. Then I punched her labia several times working my hand in her and she groaned grabbing my hair with both hands.

I hammered my fist inside her to the wrist. She punched me several times in the mouth trying to beat me down. I punched her cervix hard and she slumped over my shoulder passed out. Vaginal fluid ran down my right forearm as I lifted her on my shoulder.

I carried her to the center of the ring and laid her down on the floor pull my fist out of her and the ref checked her. She woke up as the ref counted her out ending the fight. She got up and gave me a hug. The ref raised my hand as the winner. Mei and I bowed to each other and I helped her out of the ring.

We watched the next four hours of matches that finished the day. We got cleaned up and she promised to fight just as hard the next time we fought. She gave herself to me and I gave myself to her for the next time we battle. Then the men called for a limo to drive her to LAX. I was told by the judges that she will be ranked in group A with me next year.

Day 3: We finish the first part of round 2A matches which I had already fought. Then Mom and Pettera fought.

The Judges decided that the first death match was to be mom and Pettera. They sent text messages out to everyone they knew could afford the ticket and wished to view the added video stream. One Ref entered to ring and announced to fight ?This match is a catfight to the death between Sue Red Fox of Montana. She is the second for her daughter Sara White Doe. She verses Pettera of Brussels Germany the challenge was accepted and slotted as an official Catfight to the death. This match will end when one woman dies.

Mom climbed into the ring and loosened up. The ref announced her stats Sioux Indian, 5?5? tall, 145lbs, 50J bust 26? waist, 36? hips, Biceps: 17 ??, Thighs: 33?. Long black hair to her waist like me, mom is built very strong and stout with tough muscle.

Pettera stood 6? tall; she weighed 150 lbs, 36C bust, 23? waist, 36? hips, 17? biceps, and 28? thighs. She had really curly short black hair. Dark brown nipples and nice tone body but her Nose was still smashed and her eyes had black bags under them.

The Ref called them to the center of the ring they looked at each other and he said, ?FIGHT!?

Pettera punched mom in the right breast and tried to hook her left arm around her neck. Mom ducked under the grab and grabbed Pettera by the hair and yanked her down savagely. The German bitches head slammed down on the mat. She screamed bloody murder and held her nose. Mom kicked her in the side of the neck hard. Pettera rolled over on her side and tried to get up to her hands and knees.

Mom grabbed Pettera by the ankles and yanked her legs up and out. The German girl walked on her hands as mom spread her legs wide then kicked her over and over. The German girl balled up and held her crotch.

Mom stopped kicking her long enough to let Pettera hold crotch and cry for a minute. Finally after she gathered herself for a few minutes the bitch got to her feet to face Mom. She raised her fist to guard her face. Mom took a boxing stance and waited for Pettera to attack she read her correct. The German girl kicked mom in the stomach full force she hit moms rock hard stomach muscles.

Mom had tensed her stomach muscles hard she had good four pack rock hard muscles for her stomach. Pettera?s kick didn?t get the effect she wanted. Mom caught her ankle and savagely kicked her foot up and drilled Pettera in her unprotected clit. Her labia spread wide and mom?s foot connected. The sound was a loud hollow >>POP<< and the curly hair bitch folded.

Mom bent down to grab her other ankle and Pettera stomp kicked her in the right breasts. Mom staggered back and held her breast for a second. Then miss curly top rolls over on her side and gets to her feet. Mom dropkicks her into the ring corner face first. Then she turned Pettera and lifted her by her breasts in the ring corner she slams her back hard into the corner post. Blood poured down Pettera?s face and she wailed in agony as Mom rammed her into the corner.

Mom lifted Pettera up and spread her wide in the corner. Pettera hung there trying to get her breath. Mom bit her left nipple hard as she held Pettera?s arm from becoming unwrapped from the ropes. Savagely she ploughed her knee deep into the Germans wide-open crotch. The group of fighters counted as Pettera wails of hellish agony stopped with a loud >>CRACK<< and blood poured down in the corner.

Mom chewed off the young bitch?s nipples with a bloody spray?s squirting her face and breasts. Pettera covered in blood never came to as mom rammed her fist up in her broken vagina parts and yanked the bitch out of the corner. By then time Mom had drug his to the center of the ring all of Pettera?s womanhood had been yanked out of her and was between her legs.

Mom positioned herself for a breast smother. Then she started to slam her 50J breasts down hard on the Germans face. Harder and harder mom?s huge breast hit her foes skull with her heavy tits. After five bloody minutes of mom?s heavy tits beating the younger bitches face with full force breast slams. Pettera?s face caved in with a crunch. The Ref raised mom?s hand and the fight was done.

We walked back and showered and prepared for the next day.

{Tijuana Mexico the southernmost tip.}

The finish of round 2B and Both Rounds of 3: Were going to be fought here. It didn?t look like much as far a building went. Men were unloading buckets of something outside the build and we learned they were chumming for sharks outside. When we walked in the front door the air-conditioning hit us like a punch. My nipple just like everyone else?s got stiff.

We were shown to the changing area and allowed to strip nude. Mom joined me nude just in case anyone else wished to badmouth our Family. We sat in our chairs and waited for them to set up the live stream video and 10 phoney proxy servers. Thirty minutes later they were ready for the first round from group A then B. Groups C&D were taken to the back room. For that days match up I just like everyone else was slotted for one match. Round 2B was the first Maim match of the tournament. Many of the knock out catfights could have been maim matches.

I was slotted for the third match. They place me against the topped ranked female in Mexico. Everything on her was tone and big. Her trainer had rattled on and on about how she was the best fighter in the tournament.

You could see the plastic surgery scars under her breasts. Back in the changing room her trainer gave her a series of 6 shots in hiding places on her body. He injected her under arms, under her breasts, in the ass and last but not least the finale shot in the arm near a freckle. Then he hides all the needles in the trash.

Before the first round was over with she was already jumping around and asking how soon before she fought. Mom and Me just looked at each other and shook our heads. One of the Refs asked her if she was ok. The trainer responded for her saying yes and that she was ready for her match. Before the second match was done she was starting to flip out and grabbed the ring apron and started screaming at the fighters.

By the time the third match started Maria had worked herself into a sweaty lather. She stormed into the ring grabbing ropes and stretching and flexing her muscles. The ref announced Maria. ?From Mexico City Mexico, standing 5?8? tall, weight 145 lbs, 40EEbreasts, 24? waist, 36? hips, 18? biceps, 30? thighs, Maria?

Maria?s body was already pouring sweat like she had run a ten mile marathon. The Judges called the ref to the side of the ring and asked him to check her. Her trainer about shit a brick, he insisted that she was fine and that nothing was wrong with her. Maria bounced and flexed her muscles in the ring. She was well past aggressive as she shouted and cussed me.

The ref started to try and check her as I climbed in the ring she grabbed him by the throat and kneed him several times in the balls and gripped him through his pants and forcibly threw him over the ropes. Her trainer realized what was wrong to late as she knocked him down to get at me.

She charged me full on. Her arms were in a whirlwind. She was throwing windmill punches swinging wildly at my face. I ducked and dodged and blocked for well over a minute. I had only ever seen type of fighting once with Dee when she had been stone. But Maria had a little more going at this point. Every time I touched her skin she was hot to the touch like she had a fever burning inside.

After two minutes of blocking her attacks I was tired of play defense. She backed up and came in again this time she was throwing kicks and punches both at the same time. I blocked two kicks and did a jump snap kick striking her between her breasts. She never even flinched. >>SMACK, SMACK<< she hit me twice as I savagely kneed her cunt.

She hit me three more times >>WHAP, SMACK, THUD<< Now I was pissed off. I caught both of her wrists and held her arms out to her side. I started to savagely drive alternating knees into her stomach and crotch. She responded in same as though in didn?t affect her. We started to battle with our knees.

I yanked her into a double half wing and flipped her over into the corner. She crashed with a thud and scrambled to her feet. She turned to face as I did a spin kick and caught her in the face. Maria spun around into the ropes. I dove on her and wrapped her up in the ropes. I wrapped her arms and legs spread wide in the ropes for all to see.

Her trainer screamed at her to get free as I pounded her face into a bloody pulp. She peed all over the ring apron between her feet as I beat her face. I spent ten minutes beating her breasts with upper cuts and full force chops. Then I used knees and kicks driving her entire body up with each hit. Her crotch started to drip blood then I decided to end the match.

Savagely I sunk my claws in under her breasts and squeezed hard in a death grip. She screamed in agony as I yanked her free of the ropes by her breasts. Maria knew she was a mess but still fought on as if she had not been hurt. I knew why so everyone in the room did too. Maria was so stoned out of her mind she didn?t care.

Her trainer had her so pumped up on cocaine and barbiturate she couldn?t feel anything. He had been shooting her up with human steroids to build her muscles. Her body size screamed steroid abuse but in this type of extreme catfighting it didn?t matter. No one cared that she was stoned out of her mind or that her trainer had been pumping her body up with steroids. They only cared that she put on a good show.

Her eyes had swollen shut and she was weeping pinkish fluid from them. I had severely ruptured something in her left tit. It had swelled to twice its current size and started to sag to her stomach already. Her chest was turning black and blue.

She started to do her windmill punching again blindly throwing fist everywhere. I snapped a kick into her right breast driving her back. Then I grabbed her left breast with both hand in a death grip and started to swing her around and around but her left tit. I built up enough speed swinging her around that her feet left the floor. Then I let go and she stumbled back into the ropes and bounced off.

Maria crashed face down on the floor tits first. Maria rolled over on her side. I locked my legs around her arms locking them behind her back and grabbed her left breast and pulled as hard as I could. Five minutes later I ripped out her implant shredding her left breast. The ref signalled that the match was over and raised my hand.

They carted Maria out of the ring with her trainer. I watch the rest of the matches after I took a shower. Kim Gaia was a muscle bound black girl with blond hair from Sydney, Australia. After her round 2B match she made a point of telling me hi and that she would be facing me tomorrow.

Day five: Round 3A the second of the maim matches: Of course Kim was telling me the truth. Sure enough she was right. Not only were we matched together but we were slotted for the first match. She smiled a big smile and flexed her pectoral muscles making her boobs bounce and dance. She asked me what body part I wanted removed with a sneer as she moved for the ring.

The ref climbed the apron and walked to the center of the ring to announce us both.

From near Libby Montana, standing 5?11? tall, weighing in at 148 lbs, 46FFF breasts, 25?waist, 32 ?? hips, 19 ??biceps and 32 ?? thighs. We present to you the Sioux Amazon, Sara White Doe. I climbed in to the ring and stretched and warmed up a little. The ref turned to the other corner and announced my opponent.

From Sydney Australia, standing 6?1? tall, weighing in at 155lbs, 38E breasts, 26? waist, 35 ?? hips, 18? biceps and 29? thighs the Kim Gaia the Killer Crock. Kim climbed in the ring and flexed her muscles as she faked twisting her dark chocolate nipples for everyone. She had rubbed a little bit of baby oil on her tits to make them shine in the light.

The Ref called us to the center of the ring and shouted for us to ?FIGHT!?

Kim and I circled each other we chatted in the ring briefly as we circled each other. ?You want to box, wrestle or catfight?? I asked.

?I?m kind of partial to bloody catfights.? She said. ?I hear tell your big sis, died from the big C this year... I?m sorry to hear that. I wanted to fight her this year. Don?t think I?ll take it easy on you bitch! I?m fighting you with all I have so let?s do this!? she said punching me in the face. I fired back two rapid punches hitting her in the mouth twice. They were a blur to her because her head rocked back twice.

Kim shook her head and blood started to run down from her nose and mouth. She savagely raked both hands nails first down my breasts from top to bottom. We traded attacks for several minutes see / sawing back and forth.

I was enjoying myself, but Kim I could tell wasn?t. She started to ramp up her hitting. She screamed each time she attacked me grunting. It was then that I realized she peaked. She was hitting me with everything she could strength wise and she knew she wasn?t hurting me.

Kim on the other hand wasn?t looking so good. For twenty minutes we beat and kicked each other?s tits and pussies in the dirtiest and nastiest way we could. I had left myself open for her attacks keeping my legs spread and taking the full hits and claw attacks. Kim tried to do the same thing as me. The ref and other women were freaking out as we didn?t guard. But after twenty minutes of us open fighting like we were Kim?s tits and pussy were bleeding badly.

Kim locked up with me body to body. She savagely latched on to my breasts with a death grip white knuckle hold. For the first time in this fight she actually hurt my breasts sinking her claws in. ?Fuck you! Cunt, you?re just like your sister, too tough for your own good bitch!? she spat at me through busted bloody lips.

I head butted her in the nose and heard the crunch. She let go and backed up against the ropes I wrapped her arms and upper torso in the ropes and spread her legs wide as I deeply rammed my fist deep in her labia. She screamed in hellish agony as I slammed my fist in deep up to my forearm. Kim wailed as blood gushed down and covered my arm and thighs. I punched her inside several times.

Kim was numb from her waist down her leg folded. She sobbed and cried because she knew she was done as I lifted her ass with my right arm in her up to the wrist. She begged the ref to end the match. He told her he couldn?t until I ended it. Several moments passed she rasped at me. ?Do it cunt finish me!? she shouted. I yanked my fist out of her pulling her uterus down to her labia folds Kim gave one hellish scream of agony and passed out. I left her hanging in the ropes by her arms and tits.

The Ref raises my arm to end the match. Medics climbed in the ring and undid Kim and her trainer came over to me. She was an aborigine with blond hair

?Thank you for not killing her. Your sister meant a lot to Kim. She wanted to prove herself to Rachel this year but we saw the sickness. Kim almost didn?t come when I told her about my vision. She took your sister death hard. For what it?s worth she knew you would win. I told her how you would defeat her. Your mom trained you well.

You fight for all of us who carry the Warriors Heart not like the others in this tournament. We are behind you Sara, your sister she smiles on us today.? Claire wiped her eye and kissed me on the cheek. Then turned and walked to the locker room.

Day 6: Round 3B last of the hesmaim matc. Mom and I walked into the building and they set up the new board. I was slotted to fight a woman from Egypt.

Jasmine Morta was a big 6?2?tall 158lbs Egyptian girl with shiny black hair and very dark olive tone skin. She was very pretty she was also heavy built but not too much muscle. Nice big 42DD breasts scars covered them but her left nipple and areola were missing. Jasmine had a slightly tone body. Some might say she had hidden muscle but her skin was soft to the touch. Her belly was soft but firm she smiled at me and her trainer spoke.

?We are very sorry your big sister was not here so you could watch Jasmine kill her in the final round of the tournament. Cancer is a very terrible thing to die from but your sister would rather die sick than face my Jasmine in the ring again.? He said with a smile and she smiled.

I asked a logical question ?How did you get that huge scar in your left breast where your areola used to be?? I knew the answer but wanted to hear her cry about it. Rachel had bitten it from her breast 2 years ago when I had been sick and couldn?t enter the tournament. ?Hey it healed up nicely. Maybe this year if you get to the final rounds you won?t have your trainer beg and plead for your life as your breasts are about to be tore from your chest by a Sioux Amazon Warrior.?

She spit in my face and I grabbed her hair and we drug each other to the ring. Fittingly enough we were the first match of the day and they were ready to start. I slid in under the ropes in the ring and the Ref blew the whistle as I slung her to the corner. The ref spoke loud and clear as he listened to the Judges from his ear wig.

?Jasmine Morta is a winner from group D for this round she is from the pit groups. She has violated a tournament rule. Sara White Doe responded to the violation because of the rules both should be disqualified from the tournament. But because they were both slotted for today?s first tournament match the violations are over looked and the match will continue. Both have won all their matches and have thus proven themselves to be worthy of this tournament. You may finish FIGHT!? he said and backed out of the ring.

Jasmine slid to the center of the ring like a belly dancer to meet me. She reached for my face and I caught her hands and wrists and savagely kicked with everything I had in her cunt. She twisted at the last second and my foot nailed her inner thigh. She turned it and drilled her knee into my clit. I gasp slightly for air because she caught me off mark. She tried to knee me again and I dropped back and kicked my right foot in her crotch and flipped her over me. She crashed with a loud smack her as thudded. Her trainer screamed at her to get up. I scrambled to my feet. Jasmine leaped to her feet and start doing spin kicks. I slapped one away and kicked her in the jaw. She backed up and lunged forward at me grabbing for my breasts.

As she latched on to my breasts I hooked my arm around her neck and savagely punched her over and over in the face she kept kneeing me in the ass and pulling my hair. She raked her nails down my arms and dug red welts. I kept pounding her face for a minute straight. I let go of her and she stumbled back and plopped on her ass.

I turned to face her. Jasmine?s nose was broken and plastered over her face her eyes were turning black and swelling up blood ran down her face. She got up and ran at me but at the last second she dove for the corner where her trainer was. I figured she was begging him to quit. She spun around and rushed me again.

I saw something in her hand. She swung her right fist at me I ducked. The ref stepped between us and asked to see her hands. She cut his throat and stabbed him in the eye with her dagger. I she eased in and slashed at me just missing me twice. She started spinning and swinging her knife hand. I dropped down in the splits at the last second and tripped her mid spin with my leg. She stumbled and rolled at me with the knife stabbing it in the floor.

She got up as I did and she made a fast lunge with the dagger I folded her arm at the elbow and shoved it back in her face. The dagger stabbed her left eye. I grabbed her hair and yanked her head down into my knee. >>Crunch<< her body flopped and peed and shit in the ring. Her trainer ran at me and I grabbed his wrists and kneed him in the balls. He grabbed my bush as he tried to stab me in the back with another knife.

I grabbed his knife hand and his left hand on my bush hair slipped. I grabbed his throat and squeezed with all my strength sinking my nails and fingers in and yanked. His windpipe tore free and he fell down with his dagger at his feet.

No one said anything the room was silent the judges motioned for the other men to clean the ring. I walked to the shower room and got cleaned up. A few of the 7 judges talked between themselves. The finale 8 winners of the first three rounds were loaded on the deluxe limo buses. We each had our own little cabins on the 4 buses to sleep in.

Day 7: Odd that this was supposed to be the first death match but women had already died in the tournament. The Deluxe limo bus stopped in the outer most edge of Death Valley Nevada. We were shuttled into a private air-conditioned building with a basement and a pit hole in the floor padded and white the pit was 15? round and 3? deep.

The final 8 women came in and sat down. A woman in a robe came in and addressed us.

?All of you have made it to the final three rounds. The matches from here on out are to the death ladies. To win the match you must kill your opponent. If a woman is to badly beaten but has killed her opponent she may quit one of two ways.

A: She may willingly quit before the next match this means she is disqualified and must resubmit paper work for next year.

B: Her trainer may make plea for her life assuming she has show good skill in the previous matches the judges will grant her a pass. She may then return to the tournament next year but must sacrifice half her standing rank to compete. Plus she will start in group C next year.

If for any reason the defeated woman?s trainer begs for your life ladies. The 7 Judges must be in agreement and will decide the fighter standing at the end of the tournament. If the judges are not in agreement the trainer will suffer the same fate as the defeated fighter.

Finally and last NO WEAPONS the family of Morta will be permanently banned from further tournaments unless her family can meet the new standards set by the tournament Judges. All of the new rules and standards will be addressed in your new packets which will be in given to survivors of this year?s tournament and will be posted for new fighter next year.? The woman turned and left the pit area.

A man came in and stood before the 8 of us and said ?Ladies you may take two hours to get yourself ready then the 4th round to this tournament will begin.? He turned and walked to the back.

I relaxed and watched the men put up the new leader board. I was slotted in the second pair against a woman name Freya she was a fiery redhead for Scotland. She was built exactly like Dee for a second I thought I was looking at her twin.

She was 5?7? tall, weighted 145 lbs she had perfectly shaped full 38EEE breasts, 26? waist, 35? hips. Scars covered her breast like mine. Scars also covered the rest of her body. Deep red ??nipples were stiff on her swollen 2? round areolas. She was very nicely tone to compliment her heavy muscled body like me. She flexed her 18 ?? biceps, and tightens her 30? thighs showing off her muscles as she flexed her abs.

She walked up to me nipple to nipple and looked in my eyes with her bright green eyes. She spoke in a thick Scottish accent that I had to listen hard to understand her.

?I may not get to do this ever again. I don?t hate you; I miss your sister something furious she was my friend and I loved her with all my heart. But we love to fight like no tomorrow was coming. I was born like this I bare the mark of the Warrior Heart.? She said then she wiped off the thick makeup covering her birthmark on her right breast.

?I give myself to you to do with as you wish in this fight. I?ll fight you with all of my heart and soul.? She said looking up in my eyes she kissed me. Then she grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to the bus that we travelled on.

For the next hour we made love like only female fighters can hard, rough, violent. She got washed up and kissed me deeply. ?Whatever happens I will not turn from you Rahsahia. I will fight to the end for you.? She smiled and left as I cleaned up. Five minutes later the woman in the robes summoned us to the pit area. The leader board had changed.

Freya was now slotted to fight Bina. She was a 6?6? bitch from Africa she was tall and weighed close to 153 lbs she was a medium build. Extremely well tone body 16? biceps, 28? thighs. Her head was shaved balled; she had 40 B cup breasts 27? waist, 38? hips.

Freya and Bina dropped into the pit. At that moment I wished that it was me fighting Bina but I hoped for Freya to win so we could fight in the later rounds. The lights went out and naked men and women in black hooded masks entered and stay down. The Lights turn back on showing just the fighting pit with Freya and Bina in it.

The crystal bell rang and the woman in the black robes said ?FIGHT!? Freya and Bina circled each other. I said nothing as I watched. Mom stood next to me as the first punches were thrown. Bina makes it clear she is a kicker as she started launching fast snap kicks at Freya?s head. The African bitch finally after two minutes of vicious lands one in the redhead?s stomach.

She never flinched but the tall black amazon wished she never landed it. The carrot top savagely kneed Bina in the cunt bulls eyeing her clit. Bina didn?t flinch.

Freya tangled her legs around Bina legs. Then she yanked her to the mats by the left arm. The redhead climbed on the black woman?s back and with legs locked up Freya placed her in a STF chin lock hold. She pulled back with everything she could locking her arms. Bina peed on the mats and shit herself. Freya pulled back harder. Bina dug her nails in to the redhead?s arms trying to break the hold. Then she tried to roll sideways to break the hold.

The muscle bound Scott held fast. The front row of men shot their loads as the African girl gurgled for air. Her trainer screamed at her to break the hold. She screamed at the judges to make the redhead stop. The crystal bell rung and men entered the pith to stop the fight.

Freya stop as the men pulled her back. Bina scrambled to her feet and crawled to the top of the pit cushions. The judges took a minute they called someone who was unknown. The room was silent and the air conditioners kicked on the room cooled down. Two minutes passed then the woman in the black robe.

?Bina you have one of two choices to make right now. One: continue to fight and take your chances. Or Two: you take the verdict of the 7judges and what has been decided. Either way the fate of your trainer has been decided.? The woman spoke in a cold mono tone voice.

Bina started to tear up she chose one. Men took her trainer to the back room kicking and screaming. The women in the black robe said, ?Fight!? Bina rushed forward and jumped into a drop kick. She missed and Freya pounced on her again. This time she locked her legs around under Binas? chin in a figure 4 leg lock. Freya flexed her leg muscles tight. Bina was fucked and she knew it. She was lying on her back and her tormentor was behind her in a death lock hold again.

The African woman beat and raked her nails on the redheads? thighs. The Scott flexed her thighs hard and the black amazon slapped and raked her nails down the redheads? thighs, then everyone heard the snap and crunch. Bina body shook and quivered as the Scott held her till she stopped moving.

The redhead climbed out of the pit as men removed the big African woman?s body. Freya walked to the shower room to get cleaned up. One hour passed they clean the fighting pit. The names for the next round were called, Robert step forward with his woman. Her name was Linda Gomez. She was from Louisville Ky. Robert glared at me then he smiles an evil smile. I had seen it once before when I and Rachel fought his four black cunts in Naples Utah.

The woman announcer in the black robes stepped into the light. She announced the sandy haired blond. Form Louisville KY standing 5?10? tall and weighing in at 145lbs, 36 C breasts, 26? waist and 35? hips, 15? biceps, 27? thighs Linda Gomez. The sandy blond jumped in the pit flexing her muscles. She had no tone my some muscle I wondered who she fought to get here.

The woman announcer called my name and stats as I climbed in to the pit. From Libby Montana standing 5?11? and weighing in at 148lbs, 46FFF breasts, 25? waist, 34?? hips 19?? biceps, 33? thighs Sara White Doe. I actually heard the audience cheer for me.

I worked my arms to warm up and stretch the woman in the black robes said, ?FIGHT!? I walked to the center of the pit as Robert shouted at his cunt non-stop. She rushed forward kicking at me. I blocked her first two kicks and punches then punched her back twice in the face full force. Both of my punches connected hitting her mouth and nose. She turned her face and started to throw windmill punches.

I ducked two and she hit my breasts a few times. Then she kicked up and I caught her ankle and stepped on her other foot. I yanked her foot up high and she screamed bloody murder. I heard something in her go >>POP<< and she wailed in terror as she held her hip and screaming in pain. I let go of her and she limped to the edge if the fight pit.

I grabbed her hair and yanked her back to me she clawed my breasts raking her nails down my tits she looked at the scars covering my breasts. She screamed in panic and looked at Robert. I jumped and rammed both my knees into her face. >>CRACK<< her head shot back and I dropped her as her hands shot to her face. I bent over and grabbed her right leg again by the ankle and pulled up. Linda screamed in hellish agony as her ass hit the floor. I gripped her ankle and jumped into a double spin with leg.

I heard and felt >>CRUNCH, POP, SNAP<< as I landed on my back near her head. She wailed in agony and passed out from the pain. I looked at her hip and it was black and purple and red. I mounted her stomach and trapped her arm under her back as I gripped her sandy hair and started to punch her face. I couldn?t stop thinking of how Robert treated Rachel and I saw red.

I pounded Linda?s face into a bloody pulp hitting her with everything I had. Five minutes later her face was bloody mush. She didn?t move but she had a pulse. I reached into her womanhood and worked my fist in deep grabbed then put my foot under her right tit on her chest and yanked as hard as I could. She couldn?t scream because her jaw was broken but she tried as I yanked. Five minutes of work and yanking I tore her uterus free.

Robert tore his ticket in half as I walked towards him. He sat on the side of the pit and said ?Fuck you and your dead worthless sister! She deserved to get dug up with your fucking dog father.? He said.

I lost it and grabbed his head and twisted it quick so fast her head looked at his back. Then I kicked him in the chest. His body fell over and his gun clattered on the floor. The Judges looked at me and the room fell silent again. The ref checked Linda?s cold body for a pulse and found none they raised my hand in victory as I walked back to the shower room to clean up.


I broke down and lost it. I cried and cried mom sat next to me and Freya hugged us both as she cried also. She tried to comfort me ?He deserved it I?m sure of it Sara he deserved it surely he did.? For a second I felt Rachel hold me I felt her arm around my shoulder and her breath in my cheek telling me it was ok. I let it out all my hate for everything it was gone I felt better.

We watched the rest of the fights and our positions on the boards never posted. So we walked back to the busses and got some sleep. Freya and me slept together we made love for a little bit and held each other, she slept between my breasts with hers crossed with mine enter locked. She smiled before we went to sleep and kissed me.

?In different place and time I would be yours for ever if you wanted me.? She held on to me. ?I know what happens tomorrow or the next day and we will fight to the death like our kind does. We will fight with everything we have, but before one of us die, I want you to know that a Warrior Heart from Scotland loved you we are all we have.? She snuggled into me.

?If thing were different we would yes.? I held her close. Morning came and they banged on the buses to wake us up. Day 8 the final 4 women met in the building we wanted to see the leader board. I was paired with Diana Haze from Dallas Texas. Freya was paired with Greta from Russia.

Diana Haze was a dead ringer for Julie Strain in the face. She stood 6?4? and weighed158lbs; she had 42DD breasts, 27? waist, 38?hips. She had curly long black hair.

Diana was medium muscled build and really cut and tone. She flexed her tits making them bounce and dance she pulled her cherry colored thick nipples. Turning around she played to the present crowd and flexed her body as she entered the Fighting pit. She stepped her foot up on the edge so everyone could see her open pussy lips and clit. She turned to face me and started to scream at me.

?You?re dead bitch I?ll kill you your dead tough big fat tits are mine!? she screamed. As I got into the fighting pit she bounced around showing off her breasts. I stretched and readied myself.

The woman in the black robes finished announcing me the she said, ?Fight!? the black haired amazon screamed at me. Her arms spread wide like a pro wrestler putting on a show for the WWF.

She reminded me of ((Chyna)) when I auditioned to be a wrestler for the WWF. That was back when they were looking for new wrestlers. I wrestled with her for two hours in the nude pinned her countless times. Vince McMahon walked through watching us go through the dam moves with Chyna in a sitting surf board, her legs spread wide for all to see. I guess after he shot his load in his pants, I was of no interest to him anymore.

They told me I wasn?t a good fit for their WWF and that I couldn?t wrestle with their company.

Diana and I circled each other her fighting style was unmistakable she was a pro wrestler. She faked a grab for my left breast and threw a punch at my face. I dropped down in the splits and rammed my fist up as hard as I could up in her cunt lips. She gasped for air as I swept her legs to get her on the ground.

She dove on top of me I raise my knees as she fell on them bouncing off. Diana held her stomach as she rolled off my knees. As she got to her hands and knees I heel stomped her face>>WHAM, THUD<< her head slammed against the pit wall. I got to my feet to face her. Diana got up and wiped the blood from her mouth. She growled at me like a big cat as she charged me again. Her body language said drop kick, I was right. I sidestepped her attack. As her feet slammed into the wall, she turned and landed on her knees.

I savagely kicked her in the stomach she grunted loudly. I jumped down on the center of her back with my knees bouncing off. I rolled to my feet and turned to face her as she got up holding her back. ?You fucking cunt!? she screamed. She stood side ways and came at me again she was going to do a combo punch and kick, left then right.

She punched with her left and hit me in the right breast then she kicked with her right leg. I grabbed her ankle and her knee. She thought I was going to do to her what I did to Linda in the last match. She jumped and I tossed her into the pit edge back first >>CRACK<< she screamed in pain. I kicked her in the face with the ball of my foot hitting her nose square. >>POP<< her head shot back she was dazed.

I grabbed her ankles and stomped her over and over as I drug her to the center of the pit. She screamed in hellish terror and agony as my heel crushed her clit. I start to savagely kick her open labia folds and vaginal opening with my toes in stabbing kicks. The front row of men shot their loads. Some cum shots made it as far as the pit. I dropped down with my right knee on her pubic bone. I couldn?t help but think about Robin and her fetish with grinding and banging clits and pussies until the bone was exposed then breaking it.

The truth behind that is pure fantasy! No woman, (UNLESS she is KO?d) would ever willingly allow another woman to grind together with her like that then break her bone in a fight. It wouldn't happen in a death match. (Sorry Robin) but not in a death match.

Diana tried to grab my foot to stop me from breaking her pubic bone. When she reached for my ankle I quickly placed her into a figure 4 leg lock hold. I flexed and she screamed in agony. Then she rolled to try and break the hold. I rolled with her and change holds to a cross-legged hair pull sitting on her ass starting to put her in a Boston crab. I change my mind and let go of her legs and grabbed her arms.

My pussy juices lathered her ass cheeks and lower back as I grabbed her wrist. She struggled against me in an ultimate battle of female arm strength. I struggled to get her arms back in to a surfboard position. She screamed at me as I worked my knees into her middle back and lower back.

Finally I pulled her arms back and drug her to her knees with my right foot between her shoulder blades. She kept screaming at me I held her in position with her tits out her nipples swollen and hard. I pushed my foot down on her spine and pulled her arms back harder.

>>CRUNCH, POP<< she wailed in agony as her left arm pulled free from its socket. I let her left arm go and yanked her around by her right wrist then kicked her in the face again. Her head rocked back as her nose exploded in a spray of blood.

Diana fell back on her ass holding her nose. I waited for her to get up she tried to pop her shoulder back in place but it hurt her too bad. She got up and raised her right fist to box me. I knew she expected me to attack her left side, wrong. She pounded two right punches into my breasts then I caught her left ankle as she kicked me.

I grabbed her knee and spun her down on the edge of the fighting pit catching her across the back below the shoulder blades. She gasped for air as I heard the breath get knocked out of her. I snapped a quick kick into her open pussy. She held her crotch and fell over on her side. Many of the crowd booed and chanted for her to fight back some wanted me to kill her.

She kicked at me and I grabbed her legs again and locked her in another figure 4 leg lock then turned over back putting her in a figure 4 Boston crab hold. She cried out as I bent back on her legs. She stiffened her legs trying to get out but I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back.

The crowd cheered for me as they booed her. She started to sob hysterically I jumped back slamming on her upper shoulders. I heard and felt a >>CRUNCH & POP<< from her knee dislocating in my thighs. Then a huge massive >>POP<< came from her hips.

She let out a hellish ear splitting scream. I let go of her legs and broke the hold I had her in. I rolled away from her and got to my feet. Her legs were lying straight out on the mat her lower back was discolored. She wailed in terror and begged for me to stop. I looked to the woman who announces the fights. I didn?t see her. Diana forced herself over on her back. She admitted defeat screaming it to the room. The crystal cup sounded.

The black robe woman stepped into the light. ?Finish her it is decided.? Then she stepped back into the dark. I mounted Diana?s stomach, she screamed in terror, I Put my hand under her chin and whispered in her ear ?I could tear you apart or end it quick, your choice choose now?? I let her chin go.

She spit in my face. (Why...why...I gave her a simple choice of fate in her hands most women in this situation would not offer it.) I pinned her good right arm and punched her in the face. She screamed for me to fuck off. I bit into her left nipple chewing it off and tearing it free of her chest with her wailing in agony as blood spurted everywhere. At that point I grabbed her head and yanked fast to the side with both hands. >>Crunch<< she spasms and flopped as I climbed out of the pit and spit her nipple on her.

The black robe woman raised my hand. Mom told me that in the other room Freya was fighting the Russian woman Greta. I ran to the other room as the crystal cup rang. Two men at the door blocked me from getting through I knee one in the balls and smashed the others head into the wall then kneed him in face. He was out cold as I opened the door another woman was raising Greta?s hand in victory.

The Russian was a bloody mess so was Freya. I dropped down in the pit and held her Greta smiled a bloody smile ?She Beg for her life!?

?I know better than that but you will beg for yours!? I said picking Freya up and carrying her to the back room where they kept the losers. The men told me I wasn?t supposed to be in there I told them if they thought they could take me they could stop me from giving her to our god.

I cleaned her up and placed her on the board she had fought hard. ?I want it to be us that fought to the death.? I kiss her busted lips and pushed her body slowly into the furnace. ?Rachel I?m sending you a hell of a fighter she?ll stay with you through everything sis.? I shut the doors and walked to the shower room with mom behind me. Everyone stayed out of my way.

Day 9: Greta and me: Greta was a big blond Russian bombshell and she knew it.
Greta was 6?1?tall with a thick muscular build nice tone and cut. She weighed 165 lbs, had 38E cup breasts, 26? waist, 36 hips, 20? biceps, 31? thighs. Her skin was dark tan with red nipples. She looked like me body wise, but not too many scars, which told me one of two things. Either she was really good and had not been injured that much fighting. Or she had just recently started to catfight like this.

Greta had too many things working against her at the moment. The first was that I fought her in April this year and our bodies had tasted each other in combat. (I won).

Two: her fighting style hadn?t changed she refuses to adapt to her match style. ((That?s how I knew Freya almost took this cunt out! Because Freya was of the Warrior?s Heart. We are taught as warrior?s everything there is about battle and war. Greta won the fight but only just barely)).

Three: I fought for my family and Rachel and lust of fighting. Only members of my family our little group of women understand that for me this is the truth. The proof, only women can fight this way, this is our way of making love to each other we fight.

Four: Greta had no honor she had a body but lacked the means to use her body to the fullest of a Vessels potential.

Five: she wasn?t nearly pissed enough to fight me.

Calmly I dropped into the pit as the woman in the robe said, ?Fight!? Greta lunged at me and I leaped at her. Our breasts smacked together as our thighs lock us pussy to pussy. She punched me in the face several times. I smashed my fist in her face hitting her left eye, nose and mouth over and over.

We rolled around punching and kneeing each other for five minutes non-stop. She bit my shoulder muscle, I bashed her in the face twice with my elbow across her jaw and nose both hits opened cuts. She stopped biting my shoulder, I head butted her face drilling her nose >>CRUNCH<< we broke apart my mouth and nose were bleeding and my eyebrow was swelling up.

She roared and lunged at me grabbing me around my waist. I sunk my claws in her anus and vaginal holes as I grabbed her right breasts in the under neither and sunk my nails in deep breaking skin. She yelped and I alternated my knees driving them up into her breasts.

Greta grunted and bit into my side. I raked bloody furrows deep in her ass and vagina as I yanked her breast up to the side cutting her deeply. She screamed and backed up to the pit wall. I walked up and gripped her bloody right tit in a death grip and she grabbed my left breasts.

I savagely drove my knee into her side and punched her face over and over. I switched out attacks fast kneeing her pussy then raking my nails down her breasts and punching her face. Not to be out done she tried to keep up she huge me around my arms and bit into the inside of my left breast blood poured around her mouth. I kept driving knees in her clit with thunderous bone jarring smacks.

I imagined in my mind?s eye that this was exactly how her fight with Freya went. Greta was gasping for air she finally had to breathe. She stopped biting my tit and raised her head. >>CRACK<< I head butted her in the face so hard that blood exploded all over both of us.

Her head wobbled from side to side. She backed up into the pit wall her as sat on the edge. But because her ass cheeks were bloody as she slid down and cracked the back of her head hard. I bent down and savagely stomped her pubic bone several times. Then >>SNAP<< I whispered under my breath thank you Freya.

Greta screamed an anguished hellish cry of pain. She tried to roll on her side to crawl away. I dropped both knees down on her into her crotch. The wet splotched >>CRUNCH<< blood spurted like a squirt gun. As I crawl up her body grabbing her wrist I bit and tore ragged holes in the underside of her massive jugs.

Letting her go I crawled on her back and reach over her shoulders and gripped her under sides and pulled up with everything I had. Adrenaline pumping through my body I tore her left breasts free of her chest. Tossing it to the side I sunk my nails into her neck and squeezed. She flailed her arms gurgling for air.

Greta peed over my thigh as she shit bloody stool between her legs. Shook and quivered, I let go and turned her over. As I stood up she rose up and bit me in the crotch biting my labia she sunk her claws in my ass and bit deep. I clamped my thighs around her head and squeeze until I heard a crack then I twisted my hips.



I twisted her head with a sharp snap. She flopped on the floor as I dropped her body my eye had swollen almost closed. Many of the men shot their loads and the women spurted their climax down their inner thighs. I climbed out of the pit and was lead to the shower area then brought before the judges.

They ranked me as number one for next year?s tournament then presented me with award case. That night we had a victory dinner and they shuttled us in a deluxe limo to the airport. The Japanese backers and the other Judges got on their jet and left for home. Mom and I drove home from Helena. I been healing ever since

Love you all
Sara


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