Very good story, loved it!
MikeJV
Conclusion...nasty stuff follows, but no deaths this time.
Part Two
Ichigo?s scream was deafening and she collapsed across the catwalk with one leg up and the other still dangling. The excruciating pain again licked round her and even cut into her slit. It was like an electric shook administered to her tenderest parts and unlike most girls Ichigo indeed had had an electric cattle prod scorch her clit so she had something to compare it with. She pulled her other leg up onto the catwalk nursing her now bleeding cunt and then rolled in agony over the cold surface and fell luckily for her the six foot onto the ring floor and not the ten foot onto the arena.
Mina, the experienced whip fighter that she was, knew all the tricks and unlike Ichigo did not view the main priority when hanging on by your finger tips as regaining the dubious safety of the catwalk. She knew an inexperienced girl would give her a tasty target to mutilate with her whip and had been given a chance to curl it into the open slit of the other teen. The shinning leather had caressed the pink meat of the other Japanese teen slicing a bloody furrow across her clit and ass leaving a red track down from her belly button. The second strike had taken time to target but had found a perfect mark. Curling a red stripe down Ichigo ass crack the tip of the leather thong had smacked the torn clit aside and slipped two inches into the other glistening Asians sopping teen cunt. It was only Ichigo's voluntary splitting of her legs that had allowed this. She had brought on the destruction of her own clit meat.
Ichigo fell flat on her back and knocked herself out. This enabled her corner to work quickly on her wounds only bringing her back to consciousness after the worst of the make shift repairs had been done and the blood flow from her cunting reduced to only a drip.
Ichigo was helped back up the steps to the catwalk. The pain was even penetrating the strong painkillers she had been given. She had been outclassed by a fighter who specialised in fighting on the platforms and it showed. She had known that Nagawi School was one of those that had specialised in training fighters for the catwalk fights, whip, chain, castes or bamboo stave fighting. Nagawi trained its fighters nearly exclusively in NHB with just introductory training on the catwalk weapons and then an intensive one week crash course in the eventuality they had to weapon fight on the platform. Part of Ichigo's training had been to watch experts in the art. Hitomi, who had no love for the cocky fighter, had given her films of the present whip, chain and bamboo fight champion at work. Her destruction of her opponents had been awesome and bloody, seeing Mina at work on film and now in person made her respect the other Asians courage, endurance and commitment. She would train just for these special fights knowing in a whole season she might only have four or five chances to show off her skill.
It was raw courage that kept Ichigo going and at the gong she charged across the plastic walkway skidding on her spiked heels in the blood that now liberally coated the catwalk. Mina moved around the edge of the platform but then stood to face Ichigo, sensing the other teen?s desperation. At only a distance of a few feet they exchanged whip cuts at a frantic pace that neither fighter could keep up for long. The cracks of the whips were punctuated by the scream, squeals and whimpers of the two teens as each sobbed and cried while fighting on. Then seeing Ichigo?s legs wobbling with fatigue the now stronger girl locked whips, a skilled manoeuvre that wrapped one whip around the other. Mina intended to pull the other Japanese teen clean off the catwalk with one jerk but Ichigo focused all her remaining strength and a deadlock tug-of-war resulted with each teen now squealing with exertion to pull her foe off of the platform and down to the concrete below. Then as the teens were staggering under the strain Mina slipped on a patch of blood and landing hard on her ass and before she could stop herself slid off the edge. With a scream of fear the desperate Japans girl grabbed hold of the platform. Ichigo however was sent sprawling by the unexpected end to the tug-of-war and in her weakened state also overbalanced and found she similarly dangling by one arm from the platform facing the other teen. This time Ichigo knew not to try to regain the catwalk but that she would have to fight it out with the other girl hanging here above the ten foot drop that would end the fight for the faller. Both girls were screaming with pain and exertion hanging on by one arm with their legs kicking in the thin air ten feet above the fall to the concrete arena floor. Mina swirled her whip around and struck repeatedly at the other girl only a few feet from her. She cut repeatedly causing further red stripes of tender flesh across Ichigo's left shoulder and upper arm hoping to force her to relinquish her grip on the side of the platform. Ichigo flailed mainly unaimed shots at Mina's bloody criss crossed body. It was then the more vicous girl won the fight. Inexperience counted for nothing if you were willing to do anything. Giving Mina free cuts at her with her whip and whimpering after a nasty slash across both teats Ichigo adjusted her grip on the thick black ribbed whip handle. Holding the handle at the whip end she swinging forward and sunk the rough grip of the bull whip a full twelve inches into the other teens cunt. Mina gurgled and stared in horror into Ichigo?s eyes seeking a reason for the indescribable agony that had penetrated right through her cunt to burst into her womb.
?Sorry? whispered the older girl into the expressionless white mask with the shocked staring eyes. ?I hope your lover stays faithful?. The other teen now hung motionless from her left arm, the whip on its thong unrolled straight down to the concrete below. Ichigo twisted the hard leather whip handle she had embedded into the other Asians sex and then wrenched it free. Blood gushed from her shattered cunt and with a low gasp Mina's eyes rolled back and she crashed already unconscious to the concrete. Her luck was to break only a few ribs and her right thigh, but her she gutting would take many months of surgery to repair and a long spell of counselling to overcome.
When Silver woke up in the school hospital the day after the match her body throbbed as the painkillers slowly gave way to the various hormone and steroid medications that would aid her recovery. Trying not to brood on what had happened, her first kill and her near betrayal of the school, she resolved to face Ichigo as soon as possible. Sooner or latter she would have to hear the hurtful mocking taunting tones of the girl she had once called her friend. Things over the last few months had gone too far, they needed to settle their dispute once and for all. Their rooms were together in the annex so it was easy to slip across and see the other fighter. Silver was shocked. Her nemeses seemed pale and defenceless as she slept, an IV dripping fluids into her arm. As she looked on Ichigo restlessly turned in her bed and then whimpered in pain. Drawn by morbid fascination Silver approached the bed and lifted the light sheet to see that Ichigo's body was covered in lotion and was one running purple and blue sore from her thighs to her neck. Suddenly Ichigo's dark almond eyes shot open.
?I would not blame you if you killed me too. I have made you suffer these last months?. The other Asian whispered in a voice slurred from a massive dose of sedatives. Tears started to flood from Ichigo?s eyes. ?Just remember me as someone who loved you so much that they hated you. I will not resist just please do it quickly? The Japanese girl then closed her eyes and lay back awaiting her fate.
Silver and Ichigo?s enmity had stated after she had tried to take her boyfriend from her, but with a gasp Silver now realized this was just the other teen?s desperate way of getting back her attention. When they had started school the smaller lighter Ichigo had idolising the famous platinum fighter and Silver had noticed her class mate following her around the school. She had persisted against some obvious snubs until Silver who was usually a natural loner had accepted her as a friend. Ichigo had copied her training and fitness regime and the two had become close companions as Ichigo?s muscles and skills had developed under the other girl?s encouragement. However when Silver had hooked up with Akira she had dropped Ichigo without a thought, spending all her time with her lover. Ichigo who Silver knew had no other real friends at the school must have felt alone and lost those months she had been besotted by Akira. Silver had not realized how much she had meant to the Japanese school girl and how much she had hurt her. She must have been her first crush though neither of them had realized it at the time. Ichigo felt a brush of lips on her cheek and when she opened her eyes she was alone in the room. She had been allowed to live and continue to dream of their two sweaty naked bodies entwined. Ichigo fantasised about their sex duel, smiling she remembered the agony of being fucked dry by the other Amazon. The best she could hope for was that they could be friends again. Boys were OK but girls are better.
Very good story, loved it!
MikeJV
I'm loven this!
<font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">As the Bible says: <font color="#FF00FF">"The fire next time."</font>Conclusion...nasty stuff follows, but no deaths this time.
Story Suggestion Hollywood Double Trouble
There is an exchange student program for the lower schools in a school district and what's more, each class has a young teacher assistant from the local upper school.
in 2 of these classes the teacher assistants have chosen an exchange student for a lesbian lover as often happens.
2 of these teacher assistants, a white red head and a spanish girl and their exchange student lovers, a Chinese and a French girl
have agreed to meet for a fight to the denouement.
the first 2 fights
student assist vs student assist
and exchange student vs exchange student
result in the surviving student assist seeing that her lover has been killed by the other exchange student.
Now they fight, older and younger girl.
Thanks guys for the support and encouragement,
John
ps I have also edited part 1 which had some errors.
Hi John,
what an exciting fight! I always thought: "Whip fights ... not much going on, just two women slashing against each other ..." But that story proved me completely wrong! How cruel these women are, destroying each other's young, sexy bodies!
May I ask: what's next? Another fight involving Silver?
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