Island Stories - Old Pros Team Battle Royal by Mr. Cage

[cage]

WARNING: This is a fantasy of extreme nature about violent, crazy, lusty people who are willing to personally suffer the consequences or reap the rewards of their actions with out regards to the norms of modern society or the qualms of conscious. Don?t read it if you are not interested in such topics or at all squeamish. Also, make sure you are mature enough to know the difference between illusion and reality. This is not a how to book.

ISLAND STORIES ? OLD PROS TEAM BATTLE ROYAL BY MR. CAGE ([email protected])

Welcome to the Island

Whether you come by private plane, chartered plane, private yacht or container cargo, on the Island you are a fighter. When you arrive you are shuttled to the Med Center where you benefit from a number of vaccines and cures for various so-called incurable diseases. The Med Center is also a private research hospital which caters to an exclusive worldwide cliental. It is supported by solid gold endowments of members past as well as extortion-like fees for miracle cures to the very powerful who do not know the true nature of this bloody paradise. They have perfected various forms of healing including some nerve regeneration, plastic surgery miracles, skin grafts and even eye replacements. Of course they had a lot of patients to experiment on, no shortage of replacement parts and no restrictions whatsoever on their research.

Once there, if you are a member you are free to do what you will. Other members are there to meet your sex and violence requirements. Or if you prefer you may engage some of the salaried employees. The Island Club goes to great expense to make sure there is a steady supply of playmates.

Highest on the playmates list are the Upstarts, middle class fighting families supplementing their income with one month or longer stays. Next down on the social ladder are the Street Trash, more desperate fighting families driven by their desperation to fight for a living. Then of course there are the Cellmates. These are women and girls taken from prisons around the world, usually third world hell holes. They fight for money like everyone else and if they accumulated enough points they are given their freedom. The quickest path to freedom is to take brutal fight after brutal fight. The Cellmates are purchased from their wardens and that is often the last the world hears from them. The smallest class of paid fighters is called the Professionals. Anyone with a significant professional fighting career or martial training is placed in this class. Some of the member families prefer skilled fighting and to put them into street fights and catfights would simply not be fair. So the Club hires professional fighters to visit and fight similarly trained members. The fighters are paid on a per fight basis and only get winners or losers consequences once after the fight. Men who want a tough mixed fight often end up fighting female boxers or martial artists in rules or no rules matches.

Upon arrival fighting members of the families are divided into broad classes. Obviously male and female, but the actual classes are based upon age. The Diehards are fighters over sixty. The Over the Hill fighters are for those between fifty and sixty. The largest class is the Open Class fighters for those over eighteen and under fifty. The older teens were called Tuffs. The younger teens were called Punks. Your class determines whether or not you who you can challenge or who you can refuse without a loss of points. For example, anyone can fight an Open Class fighter if they choose, but Open class fighters could not move up or down the age scale without the other party being agreeable.

For members it is all about points because that?s where prestige is derived, voting powers determined and membership status calculated. Fall too low and a member becomes a member slave, which means you serve the other members in a slave pen until you either fight your way out or quit. Pay is determined by points earned by the Upstarts and Street Trash. Freedom is determined by points earned by the Cellmates. Points are the currency on the Island and the way you earn points is by beating others senseless and providing entertainment for the other members. And the entertainment is simply sex and violence without end in all its many gloriously brutal variations.

Welcome to the Island. Enjoy your stay. May you leave alive.

For those who need a history here are the previous stories and stories of characters appearing in the ongoing saga

PREVIOUS STORIES:
1. AT THE BEGINNING ? Jim?s family gets into fighting
2. NEEDLEGLOVE FIGHT ? Jim is introduced to the Island
3. A DAY WITH THE SWENSONS ? Jim watches the Swenson Family in action
4. SPECIALTY BIGGUNS GRUDGE MATCH ? Jim watches two families with extraordinary physiques fight to the death
5. WORKING HARD FOR THE MONEY ? Jim watches a grudge slave or death match

Related Stories

Story of Renee:
- Chapters 1 through 15
Swenson Family:
- Devon Swenson?s Journals: A Moment of Revenge
- Devon Swenson?s Journals: First Family Fight


OLD PROS TEAM BATTLE ROYAL BY MR. CAGE

Working in the voluntary slave pits provided you some protection against torture or abuse unless you chose those to increase your payday. Tara of course chose the rough stuff and probably frustrated more than one sadist with her capacity to enjoy pain. I stayed with the more vanilla options and enjoyed several sessions with attractive women and survived many more sessions with others and of course made the most servicing the large number of gay and bi men. We were whores for now so you did what you did. I?ll blank those times out as I spend my money. Linda and our other injured members were healing fast due to the excellent acceleration cellular regeneration baths now considered standard for even severe bruising.

The Island was buzzing with the promise of brutal grudge settling, but the first major entertainment of August was to be provided by outsiders. Special events are organized monthly. Sometimes they match young starlets from the pages of the fan magazines, sometimes aging actresses with followings among the Members, sometimes sports figures pass their prime and sometimes nostalgia specials. August?s entertainment special was to be a nostalgia fest for many of the Members who first found their fascination with battle by watching professional wrestling. Forget the divas, they wanted fighters.

Apparently a few of the older members with fond memories of their youth argued which country?s pro women wrestlers were the toughest. In the end they decided to answer the question Island style. They found the necessary levers and enticements to bring some of their favorites out of retirement to the Island to fight it out, hardcore style.

I watched from my stall on the excellent viewer, there for the entertainment of my clients not us lowly fuck slaves. Hundreds of Members and fighting employees gathered around a special arena. The fight would be held in a pro-style ring surrounded by a huge chain link cell such that the exterior of the ring had a four foot wide padded walk way around the exterior. Metal steps at each corner led up from the floor to the ring. To the right of each corner was a door leading to a pen. Painful non-lethal pro-wrestling style weapons were hung from the sides of the cage at various heights just barely out of reach. Long thick chains, short bike chains, bamboo sticks, two by four?s wrapped in barbed wire, brass knuckles, cheese graters, whips, straps, ropes, trash can lids, brooms, rubber hoses, police batons, pliers, gouges, handcuffs, nooses, huge hand held dildos, bags full of tacks, florescent light bulbs, trash cans, and many more items of classic hardcore entertainment mayhem lined the walls. Another interesting feature was time lock cuffs interspaced around the cage walls in four rows: above the head, shoulder level, ass level and ankle level. Once closed the cuffs would remain closed for three minutes before releasing.

There were Four Teams: USA, Mexico, Japan and European. The teams were composed of over the age of forty female pro wrestlers with at least forty matches in the professional ring who could be fit either by birth or by reputation into any of the four groupings. This time the combatants? age, height, weight and figures were not announced. If you were a pro fan you knew these women, if not you probably weren?t there. It added a bit of mystery and excitement to the special event.

The USA team had two stars that even I recognized. As usual last names or full identities were hidden A tall rangy Texas looking woman named Sue and a sexy buxom, artificially enhanced, bleached blonde who I think went by several names but was called Medusa when she was at her most popular.

The Japanese team had a squat heavy weight woman called Dump. Then there was one thick medium height tough looking one that the Japanese contingent recognized with wild shouts of what sounded like Chingusa.

The Mexicans included an immensely fat short woman called Maria, and Lola a very buxom brown woman with a thick waist and big ass. They looked very capable and the south of the border contingent was very supportive. I understood that the entire argument had begun between a Mexican gentleman and a Japanese woman over the toughest of their country?s respective female stars. Personally I enjoyed the old tapes of female wrestling with all the punching over the plastic tit athletic dancers that filled the television screens back home, but I never really considered whether the old pros might actually be fighters.

The Euro team had one woman from England and one from Germany. The English woman was another short immensely fat bitch called Kate. The German woman was tall, thick and massively breasted with a big ass. I think she was called Best. She had an immense bouncy set of tits on her broad chest, real ones.

There were no restrictions on the fighting; the rules were all about entering and declaring victory. One woman from each team would enter at the beginning of the match selected by computer. After that one woman at a time would be randomly selected every five minutes and her door would open and she could enter. The fight was a last team standing match. Each team started wearing tight, tissue thin see through body stockings: flag style for the USA, flag style for the Mexicans, Rising Sun flag for the Japanese and solid blue for the Europeans with national flags over their tits. The victory would be judged when all members of the three downed teams were naked and at least one of the other team?s women was standing in the ring. At that time a horn would sound and fighting would stop. If no one on the three downed teams stood in five minutes the fight would be over and the winners could take out their frustrations and grudges on the downed losers for five minutes or leave the cage. If they left the cage they won. If they stayed and fought on another horn would sound at the end of five minutes and if any one of the three teams had a member who stood the fight would go on again, if not the fight was over. This was a winner take all quarter of a million a piece match, all the losers got was medical treatment and a ticket home if they could still use either.

The first four fighters were chosen by lottery and entered simultaneously and walked to the center of the ring. For the USA the older tall blonde called Sue. The Mexicans entry was Maria, the short immensely fat one. The Euros sent in their blonde German woman. The Japanese sent in the fat one called Dump. The four old pros obviously knew each other well and had battled many times before, perhaps not for real, but still roughly. I imagined that over the years several grudges had gone unresolved.

At the sound of the bell my doubts about the reality of the likely fight were answered. I was shocked as the older woman called Sue suddenly high kicked the immensely fat Mexican right in the face with a big right stocking covered foot. The Mexican was stunned and staggered back. Sue punched to her right and clocked the German woman with fast fist to her left eye. Then Dump, the Japanese squat heavy weight plowed into the American and drove her back into the corner.

The German woman recovered just in time to be leveled by the fat Mexican?s head and right shoulder to her stomach. They fell on the mat. The Mexican bounced on the blonde?s belly, grabbed the front of her blonde mop with the left hand and proceeded to punch straight down into the face with the right fist. The German woman covered her face after taking three hard shots and grabbed the Mexican?s right wrist. She reached up and clawed the Mexican?s face, down her neck and then onto her fat boobs, ripping the tissue thin body stocking and exposing a huge floppy brown tit.

Meanwhile, the squat Japanese bitch was using the ropes to keep the blonde American trapped in the corner. She rammed her torpedo like head into the tall blonde?s gut again and again as the blonde?s head snapped to and fro. In between groans the blonde hammered her right elbow down hard into the back of Dump?s shoulders and neck. The brutal battle continued until, the blonde?s elbow finally stunned the Japanese wrestler and dropped her on her knees. Sue gasped, raised her big right foot and stomped down hard on the Japanese woman?s back. The microphones picked up the solid stomp and the Japanese woman?s groan.

The Mexican still sit on the German?s middle, but now she struggled with the clawing hand. She made the mistake of leaning back and got caught by the blonde woman?s longer legs. The fat Mexican fell off backwards, luckily her short legs were able to unbend so she wasn?t trapped. Still she was on her back, blue covered feet on either shoulder, legs spread. The German sat up between the shorter woman?s split legs, ripped open her symbol covered crotch with a left hand and then drove a straight right into the meaty brown cunt lips below. The Mexican screamed bloody murder and tried to cover herself, but her arms were too short to get over her big shaking belly. Trapped like a whale on her back she suffered repeated thudding right fists into her up tilted cunt. I had not seen this move on television!

The American stepped over the downed Japanese woman, stepped through the ring ropes and climbed up the cage to where a long thick chain was hung from a hook. She unhooked it and let about six feet of the chain fall with a thud. She leapt down landing on the ring apron. The Japanese woman was on her hands and knees just beginning to recover. Sue reached through the ropes and wrapped the thick chain around the woman?s neck and jerked her back onto her knees. Dump moaned and grabbed for the chain, but long tall Sue, climbed through the ropes and placed her knee in the middle of Dump?s shoulder blades. The blonde pulled up on both ends of the chain and pushed down and forward with her knee. Dump?s fat, yellow brown face soon darkened as she clawed at the chain trying to get more air into her lungs.

Sue wrapped one end of the chain around her left hand and held it tight. She used her right hand to pick up the long loose end and grasp it. She rolled her arm around and wrapped the lose end around her right fist. Satisfied, she jerked back with her left exposing Dump?s face. The chain wrapped right hand smashed down into her forehead again and again rocking the old Japanese star, busting open her scarred forehead spreading blood all over her face and staining her bleached blonde spike hair. Dump blocked her face with her left arm and reached back to hook her right hand into the American?s flag colored crotch. The tissue thin stretch material gave way and Sue was penetrated by the Japanese woman?s right fingers. Sue groaned and drove her right fist down on Dump?s nose crunching it and sending two streams of blood spurting out of her nostrils. Dump?s arms dropped to her side.

The Mexican woman?s agony caused her to draw her legs up and then kick. Her legs were short enough so she had no problem driving her heels into the German?s massive boobs. The blonde woman groaned and grabbed the Mexican?s ankles. She put the legs under her arms and held the fat Mexican?s legs open. The blonde woman rocked on one hip and got her other leg inside the Mexican?s. The fat woman lay on her back begging for mercy. The German laughed and put her foot flush against the downed woman?s exposed cunt. The Euro star then started using her foot to grind and crush the brown cunt. The Mexican screamed in fury.

Just then the buzzer announced a new arrival. The Japanese door opened and Chingusa ran through it. She quickly climbed the cage and grabbed a wooden board wrapped in barbed wire. She jumped down into the ring with a thud and shouted. Sue had already been warned. She undid her chain from the unconscious woman and stood ready swinging the chain around her head. Dump slumped to the side onto the canvas bleeding badly out of the fight for the moment. It had been a savage five minutes.

Chingusa ran forward board at the ready. Sue backed into the center of the ring and whirled the chain in a circle over her head like a gladiator of old. It was a great move. Chingusa looked like she would run right into the chain, but as soon as she passed within range of the German and Mexican fighters she swung without warning. Smash! The board wrapped in barbed wire hit the German in her still near pretty but definitely handsome face. The German fell backwards bleeding from the forehead and nose. The Mexican started to crawl backwards on her elbows relieved to have the German?s big foot out of her exposed cunt. Chingusa screamed that high pitched scream the Japanese pros like and brought the board hard. The hard end of the board, crisscrossed with nailed down barbed wire, hit the Mexican?s hairy brown mound. The Mexican howled and flopped on her fat ass holding herself. The German rolled onto her hands and knees and crawled in the other direction. Chingusa put her foot on the bitch?s big ass and pushed her face into the mat. She razed the wicked board to bring it down on the German?s back when Sue attacked with her swinging chain.

The heavy links had been whirling faster and faster. Rather than wait for the Japanese board wielding bitch to finish off the German, Sue moved closer and the heavy links smashed into Chingusa?s tightly packed tits at full speed. Chingusa fell backwards, chain wrapped halfway around her. The board flipped out of her hands, cart wheeled and bounced on the mat. Chingusa was fast though. She grabbed the chain with both hands and jerked Sue off balance. The big American blonde stumbled forward into Chingusa?s raised feet and got flipped over the Japanese woman?s head to land ass first on the Mexican?s writhing belly.

Chingusa, despite being big, still moved like the lithe sweet girl of her youthful fame. She rolled over untangling herself from the chain, came up holding it and jerked it free from the stunned American?s hands. Sue raised her feet defensively. Chingusa struck fast, wrapping the chain around Sue?s ankles and jerking it tight. The over six foot tall American blonde was dragged across the mat on her back.

Chingusa lunged back toward the supine American using the chain to matchbook Sue. Suddenly the blonde was on her back and shoulders with her knees in her face and her feet on the mat above her head. Chingusa was standing on the chain keeping the American helpless. The tight American flag body stocking showed every inch of her thick lipped cunt bulging between her thighs. Chingusa licked her fingers dramatically showing she was still the show woman of old and then jammed four stiff fingers into Sue?s slit.

Sue screamed and her body went into spasms, but she was chained in place. Chingusa had her right foot on the chain just above Sue?s chained ankles and her left knee in the back of Sue?s knees. The Japanese star screamed in delight and jammed her hand through the stocking, into the American star?s cunt and then pulled out to do it again and again. Sue screamed and cursed unable to do anything but take the brutal fist fucking.

Dump rose up and started toward the American who had battered her bloody, but Maria the Mexican brawler had crawled to the barbed wire wrapped board. The Mexican, sitting on her fat ass, swung the board in an arc hitting Dump across the shins. The Japanese woman moaned and fell face forward bleeding from both shins. Maria rolled on her haunches to her knees, raised the weapon aboard her head and brought it down like a sledge across Dump?s back. The barbs dug into the body stocking. Maria ripped the board back and forth shredding the back and the stocking at the same time.

Dump took the agony rolled onto her side and kicked her short right leg out and an angle taking Maria full in her fat belly. The Mexican sat back on her heels one hand holding her belly and the other the board. Dump screamed that high pitched Japanese war scream and kicked again. This time the Japanese woman?s calloused foot smashed into Maria?s mouth. The Mexican?s head snapped back and she dropped the board. Dump pushed up to her knees and grabbed the ripped front of Maria?s body stocking tearing it from her shoulders to her thighs exposing her completely. Dump yelled in triumph grabbed Maria?s right breast, squeezed it like it was a balloon in two hands. The fat brown nipple pointed outward. Dump smiled at the roaring crowd, jerked the fat tit out straight and sank her teeth into it. Maria woke up from her short nap screaming. She grabbed Dump?s spiky hair and jerked and pulled out handfuls, but the Japanese bitch was enjoying chewing into the Mexican?s tit flesh.

The buzzer sounded. This time the door on Medusa?s cage opened. The huge plastically enhanced breasted old warrior woman rushed into the cage. She climbed the fence and grabbed a pair of brass knuckles. Then while she was up there she moved along the side of the cage to retrieve a police baton. Equipped she jumped to the floor and walked around the ring.

Sue was still being fist fucked by the grinning Chingusa. The Japanese had not been gentle; her hand was bloody as were Sue?s exposed cunt lips and thighs. The big blonde was still screaming and struggling to free herself, but she was truly tied down. Chingusa had her eyes on Medusa. She fully intended to torture the other American as long as she could. Unfortunately, she had forgotten the German woman she had so cruelly treated with the barbed wire wrapped board.

Best didn?t charge ahead. Instead she walked up behind Chingusa watched her torture the American for a moment. Then the German reached for Chingusa?s head from behind. She dug her thumbs into the side of the Japanese star?s face and raked both her eyes with curled fingers. Chingusa screamed and twisted backwards. Best rammed her head into Chingusa?s face as she turned and knocked the Japanese woman off the American.

Chingusa landed on her face. She rolled to the side. Blood squirted out of her crushed nose. She crawled forward looking for safety. Sue?s stressed legs whipped up and down leaving the moaning American flat on her back, her ankles still tied together. She started to sit up and reach for her ankles. Best grabbed the blonde?s hair, jerked her head back and drove a knee into the side of the Texan?s head, once, twice and three times. Best let the American fall to the mat, stepped across her and went for Chingusa.

Medusa circled around the mat. As soon as Best landed on Chingusa?s back, Medusa rolled under the bottom rope and rushed to Sue?s side. She un-wrapped her teammate?s bruised ankles. Keeping her eyes darting between The German and the Japanese and the Mexican and the Japanese, Medusa helped Sue to her feet and to the ropes to rest. In addition to her bloody cunt the taller American had a huge knot on her head now.

Dump had rolled Maria on her back. The two fat bitches looked like a couple of bowling balls fighting, but the Mexican was on her back and her fat brown tit was being chewed to pieces. Already her brown flesh and remnants of her Mexican flag body stocking were stained by red tit blood. The Mexican screamed and hammered at Dump?s head and neck, but nothing could get the Japanese tit biter to let go.

Best was sitting on Chingusa?s back smashing the Japanese woman?s bloody face into the mat again and again. The big German was oblivious to anything else going on around her. She was intent on scrubbing the Japanese woman?s face off on the rough mat. And, she was well on the way leaving a bloody foot long arch with Chingusa?s face in the center.

Medusa handed the baton to Sue and pointed at Best. Sue nodded and staggered for the German. Medusa cradled the brass knuckles in her right hand and moved toward Dump who was now fully astride Maria?s big belly still chewing on the Mexican?s floppy tits. Maria had passed out. Her hands covered by wads of hair pulled from Dump?s head were now limp on the mat.

Medusa drew back her fist and crashed it down hard on the back of Dump?s head. Maria stiffened and woke up screaming. Dump went limp. Blood poured from her broken scalp on the back of her head. Medusa methodically ripped of the unconscious woman?s Japanese flag body stocking leaving her totally nude. Dump was still unconscious, on her back now.

Maria was leaning against the ropes sitting on her ass cradling her shredded tits. The bloody meat was so mauled it was hard to tell whether she had any nipples left. She was soaked by her own tit blood. Then she screamed and actually found her right nipple lying on her belly. It had been bitten off when Medusa clocked Dump on the skull. Maria cried out and held up her hands like someone was going to help her.

Medusa grabbed the upper ring ropes and started stomping on the Mexican?s already abused fat bags. Blood squirted and flesh rolled. The rope sagged as Medusa?s now bloody stained stocking covered feet flattened Maria?s swollen bloody bags again and again. Maria was helpless to respond.

Sue repeated the skull cracking by whacking Best across the top of her head with the baton. One hit stunned her. Six more hits turned her blonde hair bloody and had her slumped face down on top of Chingusa. Sue put her knee in the middle of Best?s back and leaned down using her left hand for support. Then in retaliation for what had been done to her, she jammed the baton into Chingusa?s crotch. Two thrusts and she had the baton deep inside the Japanese cunt. Chingusa groaned and raised her bloody face from the mat and screamed. The weight of the German kept her down. She clawed at the mat. Then seeing the German?s cunt right above the Japanese girl?s the big American decided to share and share alike. Best had twelve inches of baton inside her before the pain woke her up.

Medusa wrestled the helpless Mexican from her body stocking leaving both brown skinned bloody women lying by the ropes. The buzzer sounded. The Mexican door opened and Lola rushed in screaming. She climbed the cage and snatched down several items throwing them on the floor. Medusa watched and then decided to go after her.

Lola dropped to the floor holding a bike chain in one hand and a florescent tube in the other. A set of pliers, a cheese grater, two whips, three straps, one rope noose, a trash can lid, a broom, a rubber hose, and a bag of tacks were on the floor outside the ring. The Mexican one time beauty tucked the bike chain between her big tits and wielded the florescent tube like it was a club. Medusa taunted her by pointing to Maria and then motioned for her to come into the ring. Lola gave her the finger and rubbed her crotch with her left hand while resting the long florescent bulb on her right shoulder.

Medusa cursed at her and raced toward the ropes like she was going to slide through. Lola changed her stance immediately ready to swing her weapon. The American blonde bounced off the ropes laughing and instead walked along the inside of the ropes to stand over Maria. The fat Mexican fighter had rolled onto her big belly and was trying to push up on her hands and knees. She had been fucked up by everybody so far. Medusa kicked the bleeding bitch right in the face. She rolled over bleeding. Medusa kicked her in the back. The fat bitch rolled under the bottom rope onto the apron. Medusa stepped through the ropes as if she was going to jump on the beaten woman. Lola moved to defend her teammate.

Meanwhile, Sue stood up leaving the German lying beside Chingusa. The tall Texan had stripped both women. Chingusa was face down and had the uncertain honor of having the baton left six inches up her ass. As she breathed and tried to move the handle of the baton made tiny circles above her yellow brown ass cheeks. Sue saw Medusa facing off the fresh Mexican. She ran for the side of the ring and slide through the ropes just behind where Lola stood with the florescent tube keeping Medusa and her brass knuckles at bay.

The Mexican?s surprising speed interrupted Sue?s ambush. Lola spun around and brought the florescent tube around like a bat. A foot of the length was behind Sue?s ear when it exploded against the side of her face. A shower of gas and glass followed as Sue fell against the side of the cage bleeding from the temple, ear and left side of her face. Lola rushed the wounded blonde, driving a foot deep into her belly. Sue fell backwards along the fence and hit the floor hard. The Mexican turned immediately and ducked under Medusa?s loaded right fist.

As Medusa?s powerful right arm passed over the Mexican star?s head Lola drove her left fist into the blonde?s crotch. Medusa moaned and amazingly responded with her left hand, grabbing Lola?s thick long hair and holding her head in place for a savage right knee to the face. The knee hit hard and the Mexican woman went to her knees already bleeding from the nose, but she wasn?t stunned. Years of rough choreographed fighting and the private shoot fights had prepared her. Lola again struck to the blonde?s prominent cunt. A ridge hand speared Medusa, ripping through her tissue thin body stocking and going up to the knuckles in her cunt. The blonde cried out stabbed in her sex. Instead of going down she brought her right fist down, brass knuckles and all, on the top of Lola?s head. Lola hit the mat face down her brown frosted hair matted with blood. Medusa pulled her agonized body away slowly letting the Mexican woman?s hand slip from her wounded cunt.

Sue stood up holding one of the whips and staggered to where Lola had just lifted her now blood soaked head off the mat. The brass knuckles had split open the top of her head. Sue held onto the apron with her left hand and brought down her right. The whip was a short wicked cat of nine tails with metal barbs on the end. Lola howled as her back was whipped. Sue brought the whip up and down again. Lola screamed and crawled on her belly through some of the weapons she had thrown down. The whip landed again. Lola?s body stocking was shredded and her brown skin underneath was crisscrossed with welts and oozing blood. Lola reached out for the bag of tacks. The whip landed again. Lola howled and rolled over. As she took another lash this time to the tits she opened the bag of tacks and threw them into Sue?s face.

The blonde closed her eyes, turned her head and ducked. It wasn?t necessary. It wasn?t like the tacks were going to do anything but fall off her. However, it was all that was necessary. Lola scooted on her ass and drove both feet into the tall blonde?s shins. Sue yelped and fell face first landing on the tacks. Now Sue had something to worry about. Her tits, belly, mound, thighs and arms were punctured. She put down her hands to push up and of course speared her own hands. She cried out, shook the tacks out of her hand and brushed the floor to clean an area. She put down her hands to push up. About that time Lola brought down another whip on the American?s broad back. Sue cried out and tried to move, digging tacks into her knees as she pressed up. Lola kicked the American in the face, whipped her again and again and then put a foot down in the middle of Sue?s back pressing her into the tacks.

Maria recovered from her terrible beating and saw Lola at work on Sue. Medusa was on her knees holding her pussy. The blonde star apparently wasn?t used to being cunt busted. Maria started to crawl from the ring, but Dump woke up. The bloody Japanese heel grabbed the Mexican?s ankle. Maria turned to see Dump?s wicked sneer. The Japanese monster heel had Maria?s tit blood outlining her teeth and covering her fat chin. Maria howled rolled over on her ass and stomped her free foot to Dump?s mouth. Dump grunted. Even though her own blood now mixed with the Mexican?s she grinned like a fiend and jerked Maria?s trapped foot to her mouth. She bite into the dirty sole of the Mexican?s calloused foot and twisted her ankle forcing the fat Mexican to roll over on her belly. Dump twisted the trapped foot up behind Maria?s bare fat ass, captured the other foot and did the same, crossing the legs over one another and pushing the heels into Maria?s jiggling, dimpled brown ass. Dump leaned on Maria?s feet smashing her tits against the Mexican?s trapped legs keeping the pressure on. Maria struggled to reach back with her relatively short arms coming no where close to even her own big ass. Dump smiled and started pounding Maria?s kidneys with her right fist like a hammer while twisting on the Mexican?s toes with her left hand. Maria groaned in between grunts. Dump was administering a body beating and torture combo.

In the bloody center of the ring Chingusa woke up with the German beside her her. Both women had been battered by the baton, but the Japanese one-time superstar was face down with six inches of baton up her ass. She moaned and reached behind her and started to pull the wood out of her ass. Best moaned and set up on her elbows. Her blonde hair was soaked by blood. She obviously hurt all over and the baton had been deep in both her holes. Best saw Chingusa pull the baton from her ass. Best rolled onto her side and slammed her right fist into the side of Chingusa?s face. The Japanese lost the baton and crumpled face first onto the mat again. Best rolled on top of her, pulled Chingusa?s face back by the hair and then sank her teeth into the yellow brown forehead. Chingusa screamed in agony as the blood dribbled down her face and into her eyes. Best was opening the bitch up for sure.

Medusa saw Sue being stripped lying face down in the tacks. Her back was bloody and Lola was just stripping off the bloody flag stocking from her feet. Now everyone but Lola and Medusa were nude. Medusa looked around and picked up a broom stick and charged just as Lola looked up from stripping Sue. Medusa ignored the tacks puncturing her feet and rammed the head of the broom stick straight into the Mexican?s navel area. The broom sank in and Lola folded over and fell backwards moaning. Medusa walked over Sue adding her weight to the downed blonde driving the tacks beneath deeper into the exposed flesh. Lola looked up and took the end of the broom like a spear in the center of her already busted open forehead. Thud! The Mexican star hit the mat and didn?t move.

Medusa grabbed Sue?s ankles and pulled her out of the thickest part of the tacks and rolled her over on her back. The blonde?s body was covered by the head of dozens of thumbtacks. She looked like a damned pin cushion. Medusa grabbed Sue by the bloody hair and pulled her up to a sitting position and slapped her face a couple of times until she came around. Sue moaned and woke up. Medusa pointed at Lola lying on her back, her big tits heaving as she breathed. Sue moaned and started brushing tacks off her nude body revealing dozens of bleeding punctures. Medusa shook her head and started for Lola, but the buzzer sounded and the last of the fighters, Kate, English woman built like a bowling ball with tits, came out of her cage storming and snorting.
Medusa headed for the ring to intercept the Englishwoman who was climbing into the ring at the far corner.

Lola started to move. Sue crawled to the woman, finished ripping open the Mexican?s top fully exposing her big brown tits as well as the chain she had tucked into her cleavage. Blood dripping from her punctured face and body, the Texas blonde grabbed the chain, wrapped it around her right fist, climbed on top the still dazed Mexican and started pounding the brown woman?s face. The bike chains made short work of Lola?s once famous features. Sue was taking some sweet revenge on the Mexican star. Once she got tired of splattering Lola?s blood and sweat with the chain wrapped fist she sat back on the Mexican?s belly, looked around and suddenly fixed her eyes on the time lock cuffs. She put her knee across Lola?s neck, then leaned over and hooked the Mexican?s right hand into an ankle high cuff. Happy with that the big Texan stood, grabbed Lola?s right ankle and hooked into a waist high cuff. Then she hooked the left ankle into the ankle high cuff leaving the Mexican with only one free limb.

Happy with her handy work the Texan quickly stripped the Mexican nude. During the process Lola moaned and opened her swollen blood caked eyes. She screamed for help from Maria when she found she was cuffed. Of course Maria was being given a body beating that was already beyond the pissing blood stage. Remembering her whipping and the feel of tacks in her body did nothing to bring about a surge of mercy in the old pro. Sue looked around and spotted something on the fence. She climbed up the side of the cage and grabbed a florescent bulb. Lola had opened up her head with one earlier, but I thought a chain beating was a better choice for revenge. I was wrong. The Texan knelt down and shoved the end of the tube into Lola?s cunt. Fitting it wasn?t easy, but she shoved and twisted on the tube until she had four inches inside. Lola was awake now for sure and screaming, alternating in Spanish between begging and cursing. Happy with her position the Texan stomped down on Lola?s hairy cunt, stood there and then to the roar of applause and involuntary moans of the assembled crowd jerked up on the florescent tube. The crack and shattering of the tube left four inches inside Lola. Sue still had about a foot of jagged tube in her hand so she jammed it into Lola?s heaving belly. The tube shattered before it gutted the Mexican but it cut her open just the same. Sue raised her hand, stomped on Lola?s lower belly and stood there with all her weight pressing down while looking around taking note of the rest of the action. Blood and piss pooled between Lola?s shaking thighs.

While Sue had taken terrible revenge on Lola, Dump methodically beat Maria and then began breaking her toes. The Mexican screamed and beat on the mat helpless to stop the slow, animalistic torture being meted out by the bloody mouthed grinning psycho Japanese star. Medusa slide into the ring and saw Dump was again destroying the Mexican. Not wasting a chance to reward good work, the American blonde raced along the ropes and repeated her brass knuckles attack to Dump?s head. This time the knuckles split Dump open over the right ear and the Japanese woman slumped onto Maria?s much tortured legs. The Mexican clawed at the mat and reached the edge. She slowly pulled her legs out from under the brutal Japanese woman and escaped by falling hard to the mat outside. Dump lay on her side in the corner of the ring suffering the second blindside attack of the American brass knuckle ambusher.

Kate was climbing through the ring and smiling. Unlike Medusa who was a bit of a beauty still, Sue was still the ugly pig faced bull dagger she had been when she wrestled in the English ring as the ultimate heel. She smiled and started circling. Medusa avoided the tangle of the German and Japanese bitches killing each other in a brutal clinch of teeth, claws, knees and fists. Medusa still had her loaded fist. The English bitch had an extra hundred pounds and the look of a psychotic bitch.

Kate made the rush. The taller American one-time beauty tried to dodge and throw her right at the same time. She connected to the top of Kate?s butch blonde hair cut. The big English woman?s ham hand encircled Medusa?s waist and even though Kate staggered as her head bled she took the American down with a hard tackle. On her back, Medusa hit Kate on the forehead with her brass knuckles. Kate grunted and started bleeding from her forehead, but she ripped open Medusa?s flag costume and exposed the huge 46E plastic packed tits that had grown from 36Cs when they had been natural. Medusa punched again and her loaded fist bounced off the side of Kate?s head rocking the bitch again, but the glare of the English dagger dyke?s eyes were fixed on Medusa?s huge pink nipples. Medusa drew back her fist again, but the English bitch had finally crawled to her goal.

Kate?s left hand grabbed Medusa?s right wrist and held the loaded fist short of its target. Kate opened her mouth and started to bite, but the American still hand one hand. Rather than put her palm under Kate?s chin, the one-time beauty who had done shoot fights in Japan and a few no rules prize fights in Europe, drove her stiff fingers into Kate?s right eye. The English brute howled and rolled off to the side holding her eyes. Medusa rolled under the ropes and to the floor. She wanted no part of the English bitch.

Best was straddling Chingusa choking the life out of her. Both women were bleeding from so many wounds it was impossible to say who was hurt the worst. Kate rolled into the battered women and knocked Best, her putative teammate, to the side. The three women lay there. Chingusa was gasping for oxygen while lying on her back. Best lay on her side trying to roll over to her hands and knees. Kate was sitting up on her big ass holding her wounded eye. Medusa was outside the ring her big tits swinging as she climbed the cage wall to grab one of the barbed wire wrapped two by four boards. I guessed she had decided that Kate might require some carpentry work before the fight was done. Dump was sitting up in the corner trying to clear her head. Maria was sitting against the fence straighten her toes so she could at least limp.

Sue was sitting on Lola?s belly. She had retrieved the pliers and had already ripped off one of Lola?s nipples. The one time Mexican beauty didn?t even jerk. The cuff on her arm snapped open. The arm flopped down limply over Lola?s head. Sue stood, put her foot in the center of Lola?s bloody chest, and clamped the pliers deep into the brown aureole crushing the remaining big brown nipple flat between the teeth of the pliers. Sue yelled and straightened up pulling the big brown boob into an oblong cone. The flesh stretched and stretched until it could stretch no more. The crowd was roaring and applauding the brutality. The slow motion camera did a close up on the tortured nipple showing the shredding, unraveling and eventually ripping tit flesh. Sue stood up straight holding the bloody pliers over head with a lump of tit flesh between the teeth. Lola was missing most of her aureole, all of her nipple and a good bite of tit meat. Blood spurted out of the gaping hole and Sue finished by standing on the ruined tit sack and pressing down causing gore, lymph and ruined flesh to explode out of the hole. It was voted the most devastated tit destruction of the week and as such would be replayed in slow motion over and over again.

Sue again looked around and saw Medusa moving toward her carrying a two by four and looking scared. The Texan dropped the pliers with Lola?s tit flesh carelessly. The metal cracked against Lola?s slack bloody teeth and ended sticking handles up out of her mouth. It was just one more humiliation for the destroyed Mexican star. Lola had yet to move and when her leg cuffs had unfastened, her legs fell without resistance. She was done. Sue moved toward Medusa?s side. Medusa handed her the two by four.

Dump pulled up in the corner. Her face and hair were red with gore. She could still see because she saw her old enemy and now teammate Chingusa lying helplessly on her back. The big English woman Kate had stood up and walked to the far corner still rubbing her left eye. Best had risen up on her hands and knees and had retrieved the discarded two by four from earlier in the bout. She was crawling forward toward Chingusa, obsessed by finishing off the woman she had been entangled with for most of the fight.

Dump let go of the ropes and moved in a staggering run to Best?s side. The old Japanese star?s short fat leg moved with some force and slammed up into Best?s big swinging natural tits. Smack! The badly injured German rolled onto her side dropping the two by four. Dump staggered forward and stomped the German in the belly. Best spit up and tried to curl up. Dump bent over, grabbed the two by four and drove it like a spear into the side of the German?s tit. Dump smiled that crazed bloody smile as she shredded the big natural orb and Best yelled. Chingusa finally rolled over to her belly and got up on her elbows. The entire center of the ring was wet with their sweat, blood and piss. Dump jerked the two by four back and raised it high over her head to bring it down on the German?s skull. If it had connected there might have been brain matter scattered about.

Instead, Kate, her damaged eye still shut, ran full speed into the side of Dump. It was British fat bitch against Japanese fat bitch. Kate was at least two inches taller, a decade younger, and fifty pounds heavier. The monster British heel slammed the Japanese heel to the side. They hit the mat hard with the English woman astride the Japanese woman?s side. Kate grabbed the back of Dump?s bloody hair with her left hand and started pounding away at Dump?s already ugly face with the right. Dump was tough and stubborn. She managed to roll onto her stomach even as her face was pounded and blood spurted out of a ruptured cheek. Kate bounced on the other fat woman?s back and used two hands to pull her head back. Dump shouted that high Japanese scream which could be pain or a curse, I couldn?t tell.

Back and back when the Japanese woman?s head. When Kate lost a grip due to ripped out hair, she hooked a hand under Dump?s chin and pulled back even harder. It was only a moment of time until Dump?s neck cracked. The way the fat English dyke was pulling the entire head might come free. Then I heard an answering Japanese scream. I shifted my view just in time to see the two by four, swung like a bat by Chingusa, crack across the back of Kate?s skull. The two by four actually split in two and only the barbed wire kept the two halves entangled with one another. Kate fell forward crushing Dump beneath her. Chingusa stood over her victim gasping and wobbling.

When she understood she had broken the board she didn?t bother to discard it. Instead she leaned down, pulled Kate?s bloody head back by the hair and actually whipped the broken two by four around her neck. Now holding both ends of the broken board, the Japanese star put her knee in Kate?s back and pulled the barbed wire deep into the fat folds of the bitch?s neck. Kate regained enough consciousness to claw at the wire already buried in her neck. Blood dripped from the barbs and covered her flag emblem.

Best intervened and cracked Chingusa across the skull with the baton. Chingusa fell forward covering Kate. Kate fell forward covering Dump. Best staggered forward and leaned on the mound of flesh. For some insane reason she had fixated on Chingusa. She drew back the already blood lubricated baton and again plunged it deep into the Japanese star?s asshole. Chingusa screamed waking up before Kate. Best cursed and worked the baton twisting it and jabbing in and out at different angles rupturing Chingusa again and again. The Japanese woman screamed and writhed on top of the mound.

At that time the forgotten Americans arrived. Best looked up in time to take Sue?s two by four across the face. The German fell backwards in an arc spew out teeth and blood. She hit and bounced. It looked like she had lost all of her front teeth and had her nose pushed back into her skull. She was out of the fight, maybe as far out as Lola who had yet to move and was no longer pumping blood out of her wounds.

With Best down, Medusa used one hand in the hair and the other on the baton to drag Chingusa off the pile. She let the Japanese star fall so her ass was down driving the baton ever deeper into whatever was left inside her. Chingusa went into spasms and writhed onto her side. The baton was pushed half way out of her ass and then she jerked once and stopped moving.

Sue was taller and stronger than Chingusa. She grabbed the discarded ends of the broken two by four, drove her knee into Kate?s back and jerked the barbed wire even deeper into Kate?s fat neck. She pulled so hard the big English woman was bent backwards riding Dump?s big ass like she was fucking her. Medusa ripped off the Englishwoman?s costume. Then as Kate?s big fat tits drooped on her belly, Medusa picked up Sue?s discarded two by four and used it to repeatedly bash the English woman?s pale tits. The board reddened them up fast and the barbs shredded the flesh. Kate was barely able to claw at her neck. Medusa was particularly brutal long after Kate had stopped resisting. She had seen that look in Kate?s eyes and knew her tits would have been ripped from her chest if Kate had won. Sue grew tired of choking the dead woman and dragged her off Dump.

Dump started to move. Medusa ended that with a brass knuckle shot to the back of the skull where she had tried to brain the woman twice before. Dump went still. Best and Kate were dead. Chingusa wasn?t moving. Dump wasn?t moving. Sue knew that Lola wouldn?t be moving. That left Maria. The Mexican was lying still on the floor. The cameras showed she was peeping and still conscious, but as she wasn?t moving and nude they started the count.

Medusa waited for the horn to sound. The five minutes were up. Medusa stripped off part of her costume and held it up like it was a flag and left the ring celebrating like she had won the gold or something. Sue followed her. They could have finished off Chingusa and Maria, but I think both Americans were so shit happy to have survived they wanted to collect their money and get in the hospital. Dump and Best died from brain damage. Kate had been choked to death before she could do much damage. Lola had bled out.
A lot of bets were collected and the American membership contingent was particularly obnoxious that evening. You could hear them cheering up and down the slave pit corridors.

Of course, the Island provides a bit of rough justice for the arrogance of pride. The next few days there were a lot of angry grudge fights as primarily the Japanese and Mexican members wanted to avenge their dishonor by taking on Americans. It always amazes me how seriously people take their teams, even when their teams really have nothing at all to do with them.

The bad blood from the Old Pros Team Battle Royal resulted in forty-six admissions into the hospital and six membership deaths. In the end the casualties and honors were about equally distributed so no point was made accept those of us watching were entertained.

The second consequence was that the Haitians reopened negotiations with my uncle. Our wounded were scheduled to be out of the hospital very soon as was two of the Haitian women who wanted desperately to fight them. The offer was one that my Uncle put to our women. Instead of a death match it would be team against team in a one hour trophy match; winners would be the ones to take the most trophies. We would get paid two hundred thousand for fighting and a million for winning. I think my Uncle would have still refused, but the women were for it, even my Mom.

The final deciding factor was the Membership Committee put up another one hundred thousand for our women should our side win. There was a huge family fight coming between two important families out of the mid-west: one white and one black. They saw our tiny conflict with the Haitians as a nice appetizer. The Island is there to prove that ?we all can?t just get along.? They encourage every kind of racial, religious, national, sexual, and personality antagonism. They do their best to make the worst out of a bad situation. August apparently was to be race war month. Our women were to be the opening act.

So suddenly I got to leave the slave pits and roam the Island again all because our women were going to put their clits and nipples on the line for a ton of money. It wasn?t a death fight, but damn I didn?t like the idea of either of my lover cousins or my Mother being ripped apart like that. To tell you the truth I didn?t give a shit if my sister got de-nippled. Still at least she was willing to put them to the test. I know for a fact I wouldn?t have the courage to compete in a similar even for men.

THE END OF ANOTHER ISLAND FIGHT


This was written for a fan of hard core pro action. I don?t do pro moves well so I decided to make it a no rules hard core street fight. Any names you think you recognize are merely a reflection of your own assumptions because there is no intent to represent any real person alive or dead.

Let me know if you want The Island series to continue. It is my most routinely brutal series and the body count is likely to be high. For you fans of Linda and Tara, if the sisters are going to fight they will have to survive the Haitian Trophy Match.

Feel free to comment here or in e-mail. By the way MrCageFight sometimes is on line of for yahoo chat.

[MikeJV]

Excellent work!!! A pity ya don't know much about wrestling moves, but if you'd like to I'l help teach ya some good ones, just email me. Loved the idea of the match tho, using former pro women wrestlers... cool!

MikeJV

[Catwacher]

Another winner of a tale by one of our brightest stars! Yes, please, more Island tales!


Cat

[Abbyfan]

Mr. Cage,

Always a pleasure to read your vivid, "non-stop action" tales......... I look forward to future installments...

Abbyfan

[xeloma]

Also in this second installment I miss the fighting men and boys. Mr Cage usually has not
limited himself to catfighting only. Hopefully
it will change later on....

[unkins]

So Awesome!! CHEERS!!!! [img]smile.gif[/img]

Cheers again,
Veronika

[Jessikafights]

Now why wasn't Casino Royale more like this? Tee hee! [img]biggrin.gif[/img]

Meaow
Jessie

[babalu]

Excellent as ever
Thanks for sharing

[erik72]

very good, please continue