On The Island - Specialty "Bigguns" Grudge Fight by Mr. Cage

**cage** · June 16th, 2004, 07:38 PM

WARNING: This is a fantasy of extreme nature about violent, brave, 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.

As characters and actions are in part written to specifics of a readers request they may not be for everybody. The characters are extreme and so is the ending.

ON THE ISLAND ? SPECIALTY ?BIGGUNS? GRUDGE FIGHT by Mr. Cage

Linda and I had just finished working over the losers of a gang fight between two Member Families. I had really begun to enjoy just walking into the slave area and ramming my cock into some busted up stranger. That was one of the most attractive features of the Island. When Linda and I tag teamed a man or a women we kicked pleasure into a whole other realm. My sixteen year old cousin and I also saw a great deal of one another during our free time. We all continued to earn money in fights and the girls did their part whoring. Negotiations with the Haitian family continued on and on. New arrivals came. Some others departed, walking or in body bags. We had extended our stay by a week and if the Haitian fight didn?t firm up all of us would be taking on more extreme matches to ring up points.

That afternoon, the computer boards were buzzing. A new Member Family was arriving for the first time and their first fight was likely to be a death fight against another family imported for the purpose. The history was fascinating as were the outrageous specifics of the combatants. This was the type of specialty fight that the membership loved to watch and bet on. Jaded because of their extreme lifestyle, the club membership found the freakish and the outlandish very exciting. When physical extremities could be properly matched a full crowd was guaranteed. When those characters could fight and when a genuine family versus family grudge existed it was a high attendance high betting volume attraction, the lifeblood of the Island?s lifestyle. Linda and I rushed to get early seats and were lucky enough to get into the arena area?s second best section for non-members.

The new Member Family had chosen to go by the name the Bigguns, for all to apparent reasons. Apparently, they were newly rich, but long-term experienced fighters. The alpha male, Mike, was a huge blonde haired block of muscle 6? 2?? tall and 305 pounds of beef. He was a young 24 years old and sported an incredible weapon between his legs. Linda shoved four fingers inside herself while she examined his computer biography complete with a scene where he was shoving his thick twelve inch long cock in and out of some older woman?s stretched sex, his big balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. He had won a two hundred million dollar lottery prize some five years ago and had just purchased a family membership for himself and his mother, Jen, and their long-term friend and slave Bev. As abnormal family arrangements were normal on the Island I had no doubt that these people?s story would be just one more brick in the wall.

Jen was a 44 year old phenomenon with the most incredible jugs I had ever seen. Her thick blonde hair hung to her waist. She stood 5?11? and weighed 187 pounds, at least forty of it in her massive heavy jugs. I blinked as I read her figure statistics and Linda gasped. Jen?s figure was measured at 86T 24 38. Her huge hanging heavy globes stretching when unfettered by a bra down to the thick blonde bush covered mound. The globes were decorated by nine inch pink aureoles which were topped by thick rubbery two inch long nipples which carried to tiny gold rings. As she displayed herself for the computer stored video I could see she shaved below her mound exposing huge cunt lips and a three inch hanging inner labia. Her breasts, belly and cunt showed the scars of a heavy amount of fighting. She was rumored to have incredible endurance to pain and exertion. She was supposed to be good with her fists and a great sex fighter.

Bev was Mike?s 42 year old slave from an earlier friendship fight and, in away, responsible for this upcoming grudge fight. Bev was a black haired woman with mid back length hair. Jen was strong and fleshy, but Bev looked even stronger and a bit firmer. Still, she had an immense set of jugs and wider muscular hips. At 5?10?? and 185 pounds she was a powerful woman. Her outlandish figure was made only plausible by standing next to Jen. Bev?s official measurements were 78R 26 40. Her heavy tits also hung to her waist and were tipped by 8 inch red brown areola with thumb like 1.5 inch nipples. She had a massive, thick black bush that started just above her navel. The hair was long wiry and wild. Again she had shaved her crotch revealing huge rubbery labia and a massively thick and long clit. She rolled back its thick sheath and it looked like a tiny pink cock.

Apparently, this fight grew out of a terrible fight that Bev and her late son, Tom, had fought with a mother daughter dyke team. Before making that unadvised no rules no limits on the aftermath fight, Bev and Tom had fought a lot, winning more than losing. They had fought and lost a hard match with Mike and Jen and had several hard sex fights as well. Unfortunately for Bev and Tom they ended up taking on this brutal black mother daughter team who had a real hatred for whites, especially white men. They beat Bev and Tom badly and then destroyed Tom?s sex and smothered him to death while beating Bev bloody. After several months of abuse they let Bev go. Bev found her way to Jen and became Mike?s willing slave. Ever since then she had wanted to take revenge on the black women. Using Mike?s growing fortune they traced the black women down and had them invited to the island for a revenge match: Mike, Jen and Bev against the mother, daughter and son. This would be a fight to the finish and one family would, in all likelihood, not be leaving. Death fights with a Member Family, a first time Member Family at that, was a big deal on the Island.

The black family was headed by the forty year mother, Shanra. Shanra was a 6? tall and 330 pounds of fat and muscle. Her big belly and ass were only overwhelmed by her huge hanging tits. She measured 70H 38 50. Ten inch bumpy black aureole tipped each massive globe. A two inch thick three inch long nipple jutted out of each aureole. You could have suspended fifty pound weights from either nipple. In addition to a thick unruly tangle of black hair that stood out in a rough oblong sphere, Shanra had two tuffs of kinky black hair under each arm and an amazing growth of black pubic hair starting just below her belly and filling her crotch and ass crack. She had huge hands and feet and a monster clit that poked its pink head out of its huge sheath. She was a beast. The only question I had was about her endurance.

Shanda was the 22 year old daughter. She was 6?2?? and weighed a very strong and young fat but firm 282 pounds outside of her huge drooping bags of black tit flesh. Her jugs hung down to her waist and maybe lower. Her official measurements were 80X 30 44. She had her mother?s aureole and nipples, and her firmly spongy, round sagging breasts were freakishly heavy. She was as hairy as her mother. Her hands and feet were even bigger and her clit was enormous, almost cock-like. In her display she pulled back the dark black sheath and the pink clit was hard and erect and almost manlike. She was a scary bitch. I believed she could kill men in one on one fights and I feared her reputation as a ball buster and cock biter. She was a monster just like her dear old mom.

Completing the mother daughter team was the son, Sedrik. Linda?s eyes popped when she saw him. She informed me that if he lived she would have to try and take his 14 inch cock in every hole just to say she had. I felt my own cock curl up in shame and forced out a chuckle. I had no favorites in this fight, but now I was rooting for somebody to crush Sedrik?s balls and deprive Linda of his 14 inches of black snake. Sedrik was more than a match for Mike. At 24 years old he stood 6?7?? and weighed 315. He was a block of sweaty muscle, hairy and powerful. His huge balls hung low and he was shown proudly working his big cock in and out of a large white man?s ass. After he came he completed beating the man to death with his fists. Like his mother and sister he was affirmatively homosexual, but delighted in dominating either sex sexually.

This was going to be a lengthy grudge fight designed to stretch out the punishment and inflict the maximum damage to the losers, but only after a maximum amount of humiliation and pain. The end result was that one family or the other would be put in unrestrained bondage to the other, which meant they could be tortured to death with impunity. They were to fight each other in pairs simultaneously side by side in a chain link circle which had been trisected by prison bars rather than linked fence. The bars could be reached between so anyone could interfere in the other?s fights, but they had to be close enough to grab, punch, or kick through the bars. The bars could be raised individually upward by suspension chains so any two or three sections could be combined for after round festivities. Four refs with stun sticks were assigned to each portion of the ring to insure they could enforce the rules while there were rules.

The first match would be a hard sex fight match composed of three rounds with one member of one family would be subjected to three of the other team. This wasn?t going to be a first cum sex fight, but a grind off and fuck to hurt battle. Wrestling for control was permitted, but the actual fight was to be conducted with the sexual organs alone. Each session would last twenty minutes with no submissions. The men would take the appropriate drugs to maintain erections no matter how many times they rammed it home. The point was to exhaust and hurt so the effects would be telling in later rounds. The fighters would be nude for this match. The dominant family would be chosen by dice roll and they would also pick the victim.

The second match would be three simple strict rules smother matches that allowed no striking, no biting, no choking or no bone breaking. The battle was to continue until one member of the fighting pair was unconscious from smothering. After that the winner could have his or her way with the loser until the other fights were decided plus twenty minutes for the last winner?s pleasure time. The fighters were nude accept for gags to prevent biting when the face was covered by the opponent?s flesh. This fight would be man versus man, mom versus mom and Bev versus Shanda.

The third match would be an unlimited number of five minute rounds of body fighting with spikes and gouges. No blows or holds above the shoulders were supposed to be struck, but protection would be provided just the same. They wore leather cutouts to protect the neck, arms and hands and legs up to the mid thigh. The protective leather armor was white for Sedrik?s family and light gray Mike?s. Strips of short brass spikes were fitted to the back of the hands and the front of the fingers. Shiny pointed pyramids were strapped across the knuckles. The fore arms were shielded with a thin spike studded brass guards that included a wicked two inch gouge built off the back that fit over the elbow and could be used as a weapon. Similarly their shins were fitted with spiked brass shields and knee caps that contained three inch metal knobs. Finally heavy boots with spiked soles and steel tipped toes were pulled on over their feet. The final piece of armor was a helmet that covered their faces in a protective cage and guarded their skulls. A stiff collar provided some protection against neck blows and choking. Even if someone mistaken hit to the head the blow would be blunted. The fighting would continue until one member of a pair could not pull themselves up to fight another round after the five minute break. When that happened both fighters would be stripped and the winner would be allowed to sexually dominate the loser until the other fights were completed plus twenty minutes for the last winner?s pleasure. The pairings would be the same as above.

The final fight to the finish would be three on three with no time limit until the winners were happy with the result. Even if one or more of the fighters were unable to stand they would be in the fight. There were no restrictions in this fight and no clothing. This was the fight to the finish and it would be ended when the family standing unchallenged in the unblocked circle said it was over. Then the losers would be taken without medical aid to a special slave area where there was no restraint on the treatment of losers. This was clearly a death match one way or another, in the ring or later.

The first round of the sex fight was selected by dice roll. All six combatants rolled a single dice, three white and three red. The totals came out 16 for the white dice and 14 for the red dice. Mike won the decision and decided they would go three on one with Sedrik as their first victim. The referees knelt down out of view and watched the action carefully to make sure nobody forgot this was a sex fight and not just a fight.

Everyone started on their knees. Mike lunged forward and slammed into the big black stud and immediately began wrestling. Jen and Bev came in from the sides and grab the man?s huge arms. Soon the three whites had the muscleman on his back. Mike was belly to belly with him for awhile while they got his arms under control. It took five minutes before the big man was pinned down with knees across his forearms. Mike sat up and pushed dragged his cock and balls up Sedrik?s sweat slicked body and pushed his cock into Sedrik?s mouth. Jen moved around facing her son, holding onto Sedrik?s biceps and dropped her huge tits over Sedrik?s face blinding the bastard. Mike forced his huge cock into Sedrik?s mouth and let his mother massage it with her dangling globes. Sedrik struggled, but stopped moving when Bev?s right hand cupped his heavy balls. She didn?t crush them, that would come later she hoped. Instead she pulled them out straight and taunt to insure he stayed put. Then Bev took the black sausage waving in the air in her left hand and began to jerk him off furiously.

After six minutes of stroking he squirted a load of cum up into the air. Bev got a hand full of it and tapped Mike on the shoulder. Mike pulled his cock out of Sedrik?s mouth and slid down the length of his body. Bev climbed onto Sedrik?s chest and pushed her hand in between Jen?s huge tits so she could rub Sedrik?s cum into his sweaty tit covered face. Then she dropped her own heavy tits onto the Sedrik?s face, covering him completely in white tit flesh. He struggled but their weight and his weakness from climax and restricted oxygen kept him down. Mike lifted Sedrik?s legs up onto his shoulders and leaned forward lifting Sedrik?s ass up off the floor. Spitting on his cock, Mike lubricated his massive head and pushed it into Sedrik?s exposed asshole. Sedrik groaned and tried to force his legs down, but it was to no avail. Inch by inch, Mike forced his cock into Sedrik?s ass. The huge twelve inch tool opened the black man up and slowly so slowly Mike began to pound away at his enemy?s ass.

Mike obviously shot his wad inside Sedrik a minute or so before the end of the twenty minutes. He paused for just a second and went back to hammering away. The slap of his balls on mat as he rammed home punctuated Sedrik?s agonized groans. Finally the round came to an end and the whites rolled off the huge black man. Sedrik was covered in sweat from the being smothered by the heavy white tits. He slowly rolled over and got to his hands and knees. He had really been worked over.

The next dice roll came out 15 to 14 white over red again. Mike chose Shanda for the next victim. This time the women went to work while he rested up his cock. Mike held Shanda on her back. His mother Jen road the girl?s face brutally, pulling on her hair whenever her tongue tired of eating white pussy. At the same time, Bev took revenge on the girl who had killed her son so horribly. Bev worked three then four fingers into Shanda?s slit. Then the white woman got her thumb inside and made a fist. She pumped her right arm in and out of the black pussy while she used her left to torment the huge clit. Once she got the sheath pulled back and the wet pink woman cock exposed, Bev dropped her tongue to the clit and sucked it into her mouth. Shanda?s screams were muffled by Jen?s sopping wet cunt, but the black woman?s pleasure agony was obvious as sweat erupted from her skin and her big belly convulsed to the pumping white fist inside her cunt. Her body jerked and convulsed again and again. Her tender clit must have been burning fire by the time Bev released it from her hot tongue?s embrace.

With both Sedrik and Shanda still groggy from the masterful fucking, the two teams rolled the dice again. Would the whites when three out of three? The white dice totaled 10 and the red dice totaled 13. Shanra picked Bev. They had used her hard before and knew everything about her. The three blacks took her down quickly and began to savagely use her body. Shanra rode Bev?s face. Shanda worked on the white woman?s nipples with her figures and mouth. Sedrik rammed his huge 14 inch weapon in and out of the white woman?s cunt. He too used the heels on shoulder hold and bent her body up into the air so he could pile drive her cunt. After ten brutal minutes, they rolled her over on her boobs. Shanra stuck her pussy back in Bev?s face and had her eat. Shanda sat on Bev?s back crushing her big boobs against he floor and humped. Sedrik took aim on Bev?s asshole, penetrated it and started ramming as much of his cock as he could into the woman. He had to use both his hands to guide his tool in. But he was finally deep enough to start moving his hips. Soon he was pushing four or five inches back and forth and bouncing his swinging balls off her white ass. When they were done, Bev could barely stand. Their hard fucking of her had brought back bad memories for sure and she wept. I wondered if they had taken her out of the fight by plan. Would she recover for the next round?

The trisecting walls were lowered and fastened into the floor. Now the circle was divided into three arcs: Mike and Sedrik in one, Jen and Shanra in one, and Bev and Shanda in the third. At the sound of the bell the three pairs all displayed a different style. Mike and Sedrik moved forward in grappling style. Jen and Shanra circled each other like the catfighters they were. Bev and Shanda cursed and rushed one another anxious to carry on their long-term feud. The crowd went wild immediately.

Jen got out muscled hard back into the bars separating her from Mike. Shanra?s big tits and belly splatter against Jen?s. The big black woman?s ass shook as her feet dug into the mat and she bulled Jen into the bars. No hitting was allowed, but nobody said anything about crushing your opponent against the bars. Jen twisted Shanra?s head to the side by her tangled hair and tried to force the big bitch back. Shanra groaned as her head was twisted. Suddenly the black woman hooked her big right arm around Jen?s head and pulled the blonde into a standing headlock. Jen groaned under the pressure and found her body being slowly pulled over Shanra?s big right hip. The black woman started to twist in order to bring Mike?s mom down. There was no hitting, but gouging was okay. Jen?s right hand snaked under Shanra?s shaking belly and grabbed a handful of Shanra?s big black bush. Jen jerked and Shanra screamed. The pain had a different effect than Jen had hoped. Shanra leaned and twisted and suddenly Jen?s feet were off the mat and she flew over the black woman?s big hip and landed hard on her back. Shanra fell with her shoulders and ribs down on the top of Jen?s flopping knockers. The force of the 330 pounds drove the air out of Jen and hurt her.

Mike and Sedrik fenced while Jen was being punished. Mike saw his mother go down. Sedrik took that moment to shoot in and take Mike down with a tackle. The two blocks of muscle hit the mat and rolled over and over fighting for a controlling hold. Mike slipped away and scrambled to the bars. He reached through the bars, grabbed Shanra?s left ankle and dragged her toward the bars. Shanra screamed in fury as she was dragged away from her weakened victim. Unfortunately for Mike, Sedrik landed hard on his back and drove the white man into the bars face first. Mike was hurt and he let go of Shanra?s ankle. Sedrik put him in a full nelson and dragged him backwards into a rear scissors hold. As Mike suffered his mother pushed herself up on her hands and knees, her huge tits resting on the mat.

Bev had rammed into her 282 pound enemy at full speed and paid the price. As big and strong as Bev was she was outweighed by a hundred pounds. Shanda drove her backwards with her big body and tried to replicate her mother?s bar banging move. Bev didn?t wait to make a move. She slipped around the big bitch and grabbed to handfuls of kinky hair dragging Shanda off balance and stumbling in a circle. Bev kept moving and jerking and Shanda screeched and fell over her own staggering feet. Bev dived on top tit to tit. The impact of the two sets of huge tit sounded like lightning followed by thunder, crack and rumble. Shanda grunted under the impact as the two sets of tits weighed her chest down. Bev quickly straddled her son?s killer?s fat belly and grabbed her arms by the back of the elbows. Shanda moaned as Bev worked her fingers into the pressure points and then pushed the black woman?s muscular arms out over her head. Sweat dropped off of Bev?s face onto her mortal enemy?s. Bev spit directly in Shanda?s eyes. Shanda bucked and almost managed to get the 185 pound white woman off her. Bev managed to ride the bucking belly and quickly slide upward; sliding her massive squashed tits along Shanda?s squashed tits. Tit to tit the black and white tit flesh squeezed out between the two bodies under their armpits. Shanda?s tits deformed against the floor as Bev?s flowed along the top surfaces. The sweaty skin slid nicely. Suddenly Shanda?s face was confronted by Bev?s 78Rs. The black woman moaned and reflexively bit at the ball inside her mouth and the leather covering completing the ball gag. The top of Bev?s tits soon were folding over Shanda?s face and then squashing her head. Shanda?s feet kicked frantically as she tried to find some air in between the two elongated fat bags of tit flesh.

Jen tried to rise up, but Shanra grabbed her from behind in a bear hug. The big black woman?s arms crushed the big white tits midway down their length. The heavy pendulums swelled out even more as the flesh above had no where to go but down and up folding around the black arms, almost engulfing them. Jen moaned and reached back over her head ripping at Shanra?s black hair, pulling out handful after handful. The black woman suffered, but she kept the devastating breast bear hug. She even managed to shift it up and down, torturing the middle part of Jen?s 86Ts. The tit torture continued even as wads of kinky black hair started to dot the mat. Seeing Mike?s strong mom being dominated so early didn?t bode well for the white family.

Worse for the whites, Mike was in real trouble. Sedrik worked his double hold; his muscle?s rippling under his sweaty skin. Mike?s body was strong and solid, but it was facing an even stronger body with a highly advantageous position. Mike?s cock waved back and forth in the air as he tried to escape by rolling one way or another. Sedrik kept Mike looking upward on his back. As they moved Mike?s balls hung down and folded over Sedrik?s fourteen inch cock. Mike tried to bridge up, but Sedrik?s legs cut deep into Mike?s side. Mike groaned and moaned, sweat pouring off him. He was being weakened and set up for an eventual smother.

Bev rode the Shanda?s bucking body. The slap of belly on tit was loud and wet as the black woman pushed her ass up and down. But slowly, very slowly the amplitude of her bucking decreased. Finally she lay flat on the mat. Bev pressed her advantage bringing her massive tits up to totally obscure the black woman?s face. When even Shanda?s hands stopped pinching and pulling at the flesh on top of her the referees moved in to pull Bev of her victim. Shanda was out. Bev had won her contest. The referees slapped Shanda awake and then let Bev start in on her. Shanda moaned in agony as she was brutally fisted from behind, her big tits slopping back and forth on the mat as her enemy fucked her cunt like a piston.

As Bev enjoyed herself, Jen was finally released from the brutal tit bear hug. Unfortunately for her, Shanra did it by slinging the weakened white woman onto the mat. Jen tried to roll away but she was covered by 330 pounds of black woman. Unable to strike or kick, she was quickly overwhelmed. Shanra didn?t use her tits immediately. Instead she hammered her mound down again and again on Jen?s. The mound pounding further weakened the white woman. Then Shanra slide up Jen?s belly pushing Jen?s huge tits upward until they were covering Jen?s own face. Then Shanra added the weight of her own massive mammary glands and put her hands on top of it all. Jen kicked and pushed, but it was only a matter of time before the white woman succumbed to the four breast smother move. Shanra went for a mound to mound grind as the first of her victory celebrations. As she rubbed her hairy cunt across Jen?s she pinched and tweaked Jen?s big nipples hurting and pleasuring the defeated woman at the same time. Sweat and flesh flew as the big black woman ground her dominance in cunt to cunt.

Mike was suffering terribly. He was almost out when Sedrik rolled him off to the side. Mike tried to recover, but he his face was quickly covered by Sedrik?s ass. The black man went for a reverse face sit pinning Mike?s arms under his shins. Then as Mike?s legs came up reflexively, Sedrik grabbed them and folded them under his arms putting Mike into a folding matchbox. Sedrik wiggled his ass about until his huge flopping ball sack was covering Mike?s nose and mouth. Mike?s helpless struggle soon ended and the twenty minute victory period began.

The walls between Mike and Jen?s fighting area were raised so the black mother and son could enjoy their mutual victories. In the other arc Bev did her best to humiliate and torment Shanda for everything she had done to her son. Unfortunately the rules only allowed her to hard fuck the bitch and not kill her. Still Shanra?s cunt and ass suffered terrible abuse. While she cried and moaned through her gag, her mother and brother reduced the white mother and daughter to agony. Mike got to experience what having over a foot of black cock in his ass felt like. It must have not been entirely pleasant because he was screaming and groaning with each ball slapping thrust. At the same time Shanra had switched to fisting Jen. The brutality finally ended leaving two white and one black victims groaning on the mat.

Now the battle went to the next level. I had seen the needle glove match and this was sure to be even nastier. There were essentially no rules, save the targets were unprotected and the out of bound areas were protected. The gloves prevented the use of hands, but arm holds and leg holds were permissible. Stomping and hitting while a fighter was done was permitted. During the five minutes they could beat an unconscious fighter to death. The opponents would be the same.

Again the two muscular men fought carefully. Both knew something about boxing because their jabs were defensive for the most part. They adjusted their aim to impact on the chest, but the face cages took some hard shots. Mike made the first serious move. Sedrik had been stalking him around the mat area trying to pin the white man against the bars or the outside cage. Sedrik had gotten used to the Mike?s motions and moved to cut him off from another side step. This time Mike didn?t sidestep; he stepped forward on his right foot and drove his right fist hard into Sedrik?s lower left belly just inside the hip. Sedrik grunted as his rock hard abs gave and his skin was abused by the metal knuckles. Mike followed up with a hard left to the other side of Sedrik?s belly. Sedrik was just beginning to react when Mike drove his knee gouge up into Sedrik?s balls. Sedrik cursed and took the shot. The metal knee gouge must have missed the swinging balls but it drove the sack up into Sedrik?s crotch. The black man gasped and grabbed Mike around the shoulders and butted caged heads with him. They struggled upright and Mike ended up flat against the bars dividing his arena from his mother?s.

Jen and Shanra met in the center of their arena and went to work immediately on each other?s tits. This was a designed to allow the women to batter each other?s assets and they had much more in the way of soft targets than their son?s. Jen?s metal studs worked on Shanra?s fat tits. The black woman was a strong but slow puncher and Jen was fast with her hands. She had the black tits bouncing and swaying with four or five shots to three for the black woman. Seeing those huge, stretched out globes being crushed and penetrated by hard cruel metal hurt me and I didn?t have tits. Blood soon started dribbling from the deep scratches and abrasions the spikes and pyramid knuckles made. Jen?s twisting striking fists were digging her spikes and knuckles in deep and then dragging them in short turns through the black meat.

Shanra moaned with each strike and then resorted to firing nasty low uppercuts into the swelling globular ends of Jen?s 86Ts. These punches soon had Jen backing up, firing back desperately. Shanra?s spikes opened up both of Jen?s aureoles and ripped her big nipples so she was dribbling blood and lymph rather quickly. The white woman?s ass hit the bars between her area and Bev?s. She could see her son struggling against the other side of her cage. Blood from nasty shots to his kidney area covered his back. They were hugging and striking at each other?s backs. Sedrik was working on the kidneys and Mike was tearing up the back of Sedrik?s shoulder blades. Knees were at work, but neither could score to the crotch. She needed to get over there.

Shanra moved in for the kill and Jen braced her ass against the bars and drove her cleats straight out into the black woman?s hairy crotch. The blow struck home hard and drove the black woman back staggering and holding her self as best she could with the brutal fists. Jen jumped forward and kicked her right toe straight up into the black woman?s dangling left tit. The steel toe and half the boot disappeared into the bag of heavy tit flesh sending the 70H globe deforming like jello around the hard steel edged invader. The tit then seemed to rebound and fly upward almost hitting Shanra in the face. Then the huge globe paused and fell down under the pull of gravity making a snapping sound on the connecting tissues. Shanra screamed and twisted away holding trying to cover her pulsating tit. Jen drove the cleats of her right boot into the back of Shanra?s big ass and sent the woman sprawling tits first on the canvas.

Jen looked over at Bev and saw she was on her knees against the bars with Shanda driving knee after knee into her tits. Jen spun away from Shanra and kicked her deadly foot in between the bars and into the top of Shanda?s tits. The stunned young black girl fell backwards. Jen spun around again and raced back to Shanra. The black woman was still on her hands and knees struggling to get up. Jen?s drop kick exploded into the woman?s already abused tit driving it around to the other side of her body and causing the black woman to fall on her side. Jen drove boot after boot into Shanra?s lower back causing the woman to writhe and twist in agony. Shanra twisted around to try and kick back but Jen landed hard on her belly with both knees crushing one tit and gutting the woman at the same time.

Shanra tried to jackknife up, but Jen?s knees held her down. Jen slide a knee up the trapped left breast crushing it as she went and pushing the wounded right tit up along the side of her right thigh. Jen?s left knee slide down across the woman?s lower belly and bush to sink into the tops of her huge fat thighs. The spikes on the shin guards and the gouges on the knees left a nasty trail of bruises and cuts on the black skin. Shanra whimpered and tried to punch, but her arms were effectively blocked by her own tit. She was like a turtle on its back.

Jen went to work punching straight down with her right fist while she used her left on the mat for balance. Jen?s right fist battered the head of Shanra?s left tit and the black woman?s soft belly again and again. Sweat and then blood and sweat flew with each strike. The end of Shanra?s 70H tit started squirting blood and lymph with each shot. I stopped watching the other fights and watched as the white woman methodically destroyed the black woman?s left globe. When the bell rang I quickly looked around at the other two fights.

Mike and Sedrik were on the ground with Sedrik on top. Both of their bodies were badly marked and bloody. They had fought almost even, with maybe Sedrik slightly in the lead do to his immense strength. Bev had taken a battering for sure, but Shanda had not come out of it unscathed. Bev?s tits were black and blue from the top to the bottom and covered in scraps, cuts and gashes. Shanda?s tits didn?t show the bruising but she was cut up and her left nipple seemed to be bleeding badly. Linda informed me that after Jen had kicked Shanda off her feet that Bev had dropped her knee on the tit and pinned it to the mat while she used her elbows and fists on the black woman. Both the women were in seriously bad shape.

Shanra lay on the mat bleeding badly and trying to ease the pain in her left tit and belly. Her son and daughter yelled at her through the bars to get up and kill the honky cunt, but all she could muster was an attempt to roll over and even that failed at first. At the four minute mark she made it to her hands and knees and pulled herself up at four minutes and forty seconds by using the outside cage as a brace. At the end of the five minute rest period she was still leaning against the outside fence her ass dimpling through the metal chain link circle fence. The bell rang and Jen moved forward. I decided to watch this fight again. Hopefully Linda would be able to update me on Bev and the daughter.

Jen drove her right boot into the back of Shanra?s right knee and put the black woman on her knees still leaning against the chain link portion of the cage. Jen put both fists on the chain links above Shanra?s head and started nailing the woman in the middle of the belly and her hanging tits with the right knee. The gouge dug in and thudded. Shanra moaned and cried out as she was demolished. Tired of driving the knee into the helpless woman, Jen hammered her under the right arm with her wicked knee. Shanra was driven to her side still helpless. Jen took aim and knee dropped across Shanra?s upper right side. The white woman?s right knee rested on the mat, but her left knee and the spikes and gouge and rough metal on her shins rested on Shanra?s flopping great tits. Jen hammered her fists down on Shanra?s shoulders while riding her side. The big blonde was cunt riding Shanra?s side while cruelly using her knee and shin to punish the already mangled 70H black tits. Blood soon covered the floor and Jen?s shin guard.

Linda nudged me and pointed to Bev and Shanda. They were matching each other in a tit punching duel. Blood and sweat flew from both women as their spiked finger plates and pyramidal knuckles hit the swinging tit flesh from every angle. Shanda?s size was the telling issue. Bev was slowly hammered back against the bars between her and Jen?s battle areas. The white woman?s tits were black and blue their entire length, covered in blood, scratches, and abrasions. They were leaking from both sliced and gashed nipples. Shanda?s big black globes were not that much better. The right one was swelling to gigantic portion as fluid pumped into the bruised and battered head of the organ.

I looked back to Jen and Shanra. Shanra was rolling away now with Jen following her putting the boot to the black woman again and again. Shanra took steel toes to the ass, ribs, kidneys, belly, and off course to the two flopping great tits that bounced and flew with each roll. Her agonized screams for mercy and help went unanswered as the blonde methodically exploited her advantage. Shanra came to rest against the bars separating her fighting area from her son?s. She screamed for help.

Mike and Sedrik had battered each other bloody in a stand-up body punching affair. Their hard sculpted chests, bellies, ribs and kidneys were crisscrossed by gashes, cuts and abrasions. Marks on Mike?s upper thighs showed that Sedrik had tried to use his knee gouge on Mike?s crotch again and again. I assumed there were similar bruises under Sedrik?s sweaty black skin. Sedrik heard his mother?s yell. He rammed Mike hard against the bars separating their area from Bev?s and then turned to run to his mother?s defense. Mike recovered slowly enough to give Sedrik a good start.

Jen was standing over Shanra?s body kicking her again and again in the kidneys with the right boot while the big fat bitch grunted and groaned with her arms crossed and cuddling her huge tits. Jen was going to get killed! Sedrik took careful aim and lifted his right boot so it would pass through the bars and gut the white woman killing his mother. Half the crowd shouted a warning, but I knew from experience you didn?t hear that stuff when you were in their fighting for your life. Sedrik?s big spiked soled boot came through the bars on the fly and missed! Jen stepped out of the way at the last moment and the powerful forward thrust of Sedrik?s kick carried his right leg through the bars. He rammed into the bars so hard that his leg went all the way up to his thigh was in Jen?s arena and his balls and cock slapped into the bars.

Mike?s mom reacted perfectly. She slammed her body into the outside of his leg and rotated him on his left foot until his right leg was trapped between her belly and tits and the hard bars. She grunted from the impact, but held his leg trapped against the steel, putting tremendous pressure on his leg and hip, especially where the bars were grinding into his inner thigh. Sedrik tried to punch between the bars but Jen was out of range. He should have worried about the blur of white muscle headed his way.

Mike streaked toward Sedrik. At the last moment he raised his right knee and dug it into the outside of Sedrik?s heavily muscled left thigh. The gouge disappeared into the thigh causing who knows what damage to the deep muscles. Sedrik moaned and fell in slow motion to one knee with his right leg further stressed angling upward. Jen had to let the right leg drop and suffered some stomach wounds as the shin guard scraped her belly, but that didn?t stop her from stomping on his right shin with her left boot. She held his leg in place and started savagely kicking the outside of his right thigh with her right steel toe while hugging the bars for balance. Sedrik?s thighs were being destroyed and with that his chance to fight back.

Mike stomp kicked Sedrik on his chest driving the bigger black man backwards doubling his upper leg back over his lower leg and stretching out his body. Mike dropped his left knee down brutally on Sedrik?s upper chest and let the knee slide until it came to rest under Sedrik?s helmet. The neck guard kept the pressure from crushing Sedrik?s neck but it did nothing to prevent the cruel knee from pinning the black man flat on his shoulders with his belly stretched out all the way back to his folded over thigh. Linda?s eyes fixated on his fourteen inch cock that stood straight up wobbling like a flag pole on a windy day. Mike?s right fist swung downward in a wicked arc. His pyramidal knuckles connected with Sedrik flat on his balls. Sedrik?s wail had everyman in the place crossing his legs. The first blow sent a stream of fluid out of Sedrik?s cock. I couldn?t say what it was because it was red tinged. Mike slammed ten more shots into Sedrik?s balls. By the ninth shot Sedrik?s cock had flopped weakly back on his belly.

Shanra recovered enough to kick up and slam Jen in her hip knocking the white woman off Sedrik?s pinned leg. Sedrik was not able to respond to his knee freedom. Besides, his right thigh was split open from the constant kicks and bleeding badly. Shanra managed to sit up and try and punch Mike through the bars. Mike?s bloody abs took the punch. As she drew the fist back, the bloody toe of Jen?s boot hammered into the black woman?s left tit which had fallen off her legs and was hanging over her hip. Shanra moaned and fell back on her ass again. The left tit flopped to the side hanging off her side and resting on the bloody mat. Jen stomped down hard on the globe and then began to twist back and forth on her boot. Shanra screamed wildly and tried to punch at Jen?s leg, but the black woman?s own tits thwarted her aim so all she could do is hit at the armored shin.

When the bell finally rang, Shanra and Sedrik were down in their areas? side by side at the bar. Bev was down in a heap in her area. At the end of the five minutes none of the downed fighters were able to stand and fight. The twenty minutes of brutal domination were essentially unsurprising. Mike rammed his big cock deep into Sedrik abusing him for the entire twenty minutes aided by drugs to keep him hard way after he filled Sedrik?s ass with cum. The black man barely responded to the ass splitting. Instead he cupped the bloody sacks of busted balls and moaned. Shanra cried for her son and cursed as Jen fisted her savagely and cruelly sucked on her bloody, engorged nipples. Bev barely responded as Shanda took her brutal pleasure on the mother of the man she had already killed. At the end of the twenty minutes none of the victims were any better for the experience. There was no mercy in anyone?s eyes.

A lot of debts would be settled in the final round. The fighters were separated and the walls were raised. This would be a no rules three-on-three fight to the finish. When it was over would be determined by the winners and even if the losers lived the following domination was also no rules. This was a death fight pure and simple. In fact dying quickly was probably preferable to surviving the fight and then being tortured afterward.

Once the walls were raised the victors of the previous fights went to the vanquished members of their teams and helped them to rise. Bev was a bloody wreck. She cried and sobbed. Her huge tits were bloody bags and her crotch was red too. One of her dangling cunt lips had been ripped open. Her belly was black and blue and covered in wounds. Mike and Jen were battered as well, but nothing like Bev. The bloody white trio, despite their battle wounds, looked better off than the black family. Shanra?s and Sedrik?s brutal defeats might have turned the tide in this fight. Only Shanda looked capable of fighting much longer. So maybe it was really more of a two-on-one battle.

At the sound of the bell the two teams went for each other despite their wounds and injuries. Mike and Sedrik continued their battle. Jen switched off onto Shanda leaving Bev and Shanra to fight. The crowd was screaming for blood. They were not to be disappointed. Whoever lost this battle would lose everything, and probably suffer terribly while doing so.

Mike and Sedrik clashed with bare fists. Sedrik was having difficulty moving. As the white man circled throwing hard left jabs Sedrik was always a step behind. His battered ball sack drooped low between his legs and his huge cock was at half mast. Soon Sedrik?s lips were bloody. Mike didn?t escape fully. Sedrik?s big right hand blasted Mike in the left cheek and sent him staggering. But the wounded black man couldn?t take advantage and Mike came back punching and jabbing. They hammered one another in a tight circle. The rare kick or knee was readily blocked, but the fists slammed home slowly swelling faces and sending blood and sweat flying. The winner of this fight, if he was still standing would probably dictate the winner of the match. Neither man could afford to be careless and expect rescue.

Bev and Shanra slammed into each other. Both women were so badly hurt that they just leaned against each. Soon they had fastened their fingers into each other?s swollen bloody tit bags and began to maul methodically. As they moaned and cried, Bev sank her teeth in Shanra?s left shoulder. After a curse, Shanra did the same to Bev?s right shoulder. Leaning against each other biting and mauling, they soon had puddles of blood and sweat at their feet. Shanra?s weight slowly pushed the white woman back toward the edge of the cage. Bev had suffered terribly at this woman?s hands and now she was endanger of losing again.

Mike?s mom, Jen, was having a rough time with young Shanda. The young black woman was punching her to the face again and again. Jen was good with her fists too, but she was giving away a hundred pounds and a couple of decades. Still Jen possessed phenomenal endurance and she staggered the bigger woman more than once. Shanda missed with a right and spun halfway around. Jen grabbed the black girl?s hair, dragged her head into a head lock and started firing short rights up into the trapped face. Unfortunately the blonde?s big tits were hanging there and providing some protection for Shanda?s face as well as a target for her bloody mouth. Shanda?s hand dragged the heavy orb toward her teeth. Jen was soon screaming as the inside stretched outside portion of her dangling left tit was chewed. The blonde twisted at the hip and suddenly the huge black girl was flying over Jen?s hip. They hit with an earthshaking thud. Shanda was on her back still in the headlock with Jen across the big girl?s heavy tits.

I turned my eyes back to Bev?s desperate battle at the sound of a terrible scream. Much to my surprise it was Shanra?s scream. Bev had gotten her right thumb into a wound on Shanra?s left aureole and stopped her retreat. Shanra?s head came up as she screamed and stepped back trying to escape the probing thumb. Bev suddenly removed her teeth from Shanra?s bloody shoulder and rammed the top of her head into Shanra?s chin. The black woman?s teeth cracked together and she bit her own tongue. The big woman stumbled and fell on her back. Bev bent forward still holding the mauled tit bags. She managed to hold up the forty pound orbs stretching them up and out from Shanra?s chest wall. Bev stepped between the woman?s legs and put a foot in the center of Shanra?s chest. Then Bev leaned back and used Shanra?s tits like long ropes putting her in what Linda called a tit surfboard hold. Shanra screamed and kicked, but her feet only hit Bev?s big ass. The white woman had turned the tables.

Sedrik heard his mother?s screams and started trying to get to her. His brutal fist fight with Mike had turned his face into a swollen mask of blood. Mike?s quick fists peppered him again and again. Finally Sedrik could take no more. He suddenly grabbed Mike by the shoulders and rammed forward pushing Mike backward into the fence. He drove his knees up into Mike?s balls getting blocked by Mike?s thighs. Sedrik hammered a right left into Mike?s face sending blood flying. Then the black man turned and rushed to save his mother from Bev?s brutal tit torture. Bev was so intent on ripping off the busted bags that she would never see Sedrik?s approach. If Mike failed to catch Sedrik, the battle would be turned again.
Luckily for Mike, Sedrik?s damaged groin slowed his dash. Mike shook his head clear and bounded after the black man. Several steps before Sedrik could clothesline Bev, Mike landed on his back. Mike whipped his legs around Sedrik?s waist, the left arm around Sedrik?s neck and the right hand clawed at Sedrik?s face hooking his mouth and pulling his head to the side. Sedrik stumbled. Sedrik struggled to continue forward arms flailing outward toward Bev and his screaming mother. But, Mike?s hold and weight was impossible to overcome. Sedrik went down hard onto his hands and knees with Mike on his back, choking and clawing.

Shanra?s screams and struggles grew wilder and wilder as her huge tits were twisted and jerked pried outward from her chest by Bev?s two handed pull. Sedrik struggled forward on his hands and knees, his huge muscular body carrying Mike along. Mike?s fish hooked until the right corner of black man?s mouth ripped open. Blood spurted from the horrible grinning wound and Sedrik could not keep from screaming himself. Mike continued to work on the wound.

Hearing her brother?s agony, Shanda struggled to get free of Jen. The black girl ripped and clawed at Jen?s face and hair, ripping out huge knots of hair and leaving deep red scratches on the white woman?s swollen cheeks. Jen took the pain and continued to grind on the head lock and slowly position herself so she could slide into a straddle on top the young black girl. Shanda kicked and squirmed, but did nothing to prevent the slow move that would soon put her in even deeper peril.

Sedrik lunged up on his knees and threw himself backwards trying to knock Mike off by ramming him into the mat. Mike took the slam and held on. Worst for Sedrik, Mike hooked his feet into Sedrik?s damaged groin and started grinding his heels into Sedrik?s busted ball sack. Groaning in agony, Sedrik reached back over his head and tried to go for Mike?s head, but the white man twisted his face into the back of Sedrik?s head. Sedrik was in no position to head butt because his head was already forced forward hard against Mike?s strangling arm trying to keep it from crushing his neck. Mike?s own free right hand ripped at Sedrik?s eyes forcing the black man to grab for Mike?s wrist. Mike pulled back on his left arm and down with his legs stretching Sedrik out. Sedrik groaned as his body was brutally stretched, but his real problem was Mike?s left arm that was slowly finding its way into his throat.

Jen slide into the straddle and switched her headlock into a left forearm choke and pushed up with her right hand. Shanda bucked and forced her flat down again. Jen bite into Shanda?s chin. Shanda screamed and forced the head back with her hands. Jen allowed Shanda to force her half up. Her huge tits rested on Shanda?s tits and belly. Jen started firing rights and left into Shanda?s face. Shanda bucked and rolled forcing Jen onto her side, but the white woman locked her ankles behind Shanda?s back and started crushing Shanda?s waist. The in fighting became focused on their tits. Mauling and clawing at the wounds previously inflicted by the knuckles and spikes got the blood going quickly. Jen?s leg lock was the great equalizer for the moment.

Bev grew weary of trying to tear off Shanra?s ruined tits. She loosened the hold for a second by lifting her left foot and then stomping it down hard into Shanra?s heaving belly. The big black woman groaned. Her muscles were totally relaxed and Bev?s foot sank deep into her lower belly. All the contents of her belly and bladder suddenly erupted from either end. Shanra gasped and struggled to get her lungs to work. Bev, looking exhausted and near collapse herself, dropped the stretched out fluid filled black tit bags. They hit the mat on either side of Shanra?s waist. Then Bev dropped both knees down hard crushing the upper portion of the long distended globes. Suddenly Shanra?s swollen beyond measuring tits bulged in two directions. The cracked and bloody nipples poked outward from the pressure of all the lymph and flesh forced to the head by Bev?s knees. Shanra?s previous screams were eclipsed by the shrill volume of these tit screams.

Driven frantic by his mother?s screams, Sedrik managed to roll to his side, but Mike kept the choke and rear scissors on him. Mike returned his heels to Sedrik?s crotch and ground on the puffy ball sack. Sedrik was forced to bring his hands down to try and remove Mike?s heels. Mike was waiting for that and switched his right arm behind Sedrik?s head and forced the black man?s head forward against the strangling left arm completing a perfect choke. Sedrik?s arms came back up reflexively. He kicked and writhed, but he was being choked out now and there was no stopping it. Sedrik jerked spasmodically and pissed himself. Then the amplitudes of his struggles decreased. Mike held the choke and kicked back into Sedrik?s balls until the black man stopped moving.

Jen was still trying to finish off Shanda, but the younger woman was fighting well and was just one move from freeing herself. Shanra on the other hand was practically finished. She clawed bloody furrows in Bev?s tits, but Bev hardly noticed the new pain. The white woman was riding Shanra?s busted tits with her knees and choking out Shanra with both hands. Shanra?s feet were kicking, but she didn?t have the strength to even lift her ass off the ground. At least her terrible screams had been silenced.

Mike released Sedrik. The black man rolled onto his face and lay still. Mike stood up and savagely kicked Sedrik in the head several times. Sedrik moved with each kick and then flopped still. If he wasn?t dead he was knocked out. Mike moved toward Jen, but she waved him off to Bev. Mike moved to Bev. He put his foot on Shanra?s face and forced her head down and to the side. Shanra struggled a bit so Mike stomped on her face shattering her nose and breaking in her front teeth. She vomited blood and teeth and lay still. Bev instructed Mike to stand where her knees were and she slide down on Shanra?s thighs.

Shanda rolled on top of Jen off, but Jen held the scissors and slowly rolled Shanda back onto her side. They fought with teeth, fist and claws, but Shanda?s legs were out of the fight and Jen was wearing her down. Shanda opened up Jen?s right nipple and a fresh spray of blood colored them. Jen groaned and stuck her thumb in Shanda?s eye forcing her mouth back from the bloody ruined nipple. Jen took the momentary advantage and rolled Shanda back on her side and clamped her white thighs deeper into the black girl?s body. Shanda groaned and beat at the thighs. Jen?s hands raked across Shanda?s swollen face opening up knew wounds and forcing the black girl to defend her eyes.

Once Bev was sitting on Shanra?s knees she leaned forward and used both hands to savage Shanra?s cunt. Shanra woke up and screamed in agony as her sex was clawed, punched and gouged. Bev secured a good hold on Shanra?s cunt lips and used her thumbs to trap the huge clit into place. Bev leaned over slowly and put her mouth to the woman?s pink clit. I thought for a second she was going to give her head and then I remembered what she had been forced to watch happen to her son. Bev closed her teeth on the wet bruised clit. Shanra?s head twisted and banged on the mat as she screamed for mercy. Bev chewed and sawed with her teeth for several moments. Then Shanra?s screams escalated even louder and Bev came away with a mouth full of clit, sheath and surrounding tissues. Blood spurted out of the wound like a fountain covering Bev?s ruined tits. Not satisfied, Bev rammed her right fist inside Shanra and clawed her insides. The black woman finally passed out from the pain. Bev continued to work until the pool of blood spread out from between Shanra?s outward pointing feet. The vengeance driven white woman ripped away the cunt lips. Then with her mouth still dripping with cunt blood she went to Shanra?s nipples and took both of them as well. Shanra did not react. Her heaving belly slowed and then stopped. Mike helped Bev to stand. She squatted over the woman?s face and pissed on her.

Shanda screamed with fury as she heard her mother go quiet. She rolled back on top of Jen and managed to get to her knees. She rammed her hand into Jen?s crotch and broke the scissors hold. Jen retaliated with two feet to Shanda?s dangling tits and knocked the black girl backwards. Shanda rolled over and scrambled to her feet only to be me by Mike?s right fist to the face. Shanda staggered back bleeding from a broken nose. She raised her fists and swung back. She was good sized and unafraid to fight, but Mike was stronger and fitter right now. They pounded each other. She cracked Mike?s already swollen nose and sent to streams of blood spurting from his nostrils. She tried for a ball kick and he blocked it. His hard fist flattened her already battered right boob and knocked her off balance. Before she could recover he had nailed her left and right boob again and driven a knee up into her crotch. She groaned and grabbed hold of him.

Bev ignored Shanda and crawled to Sedrik?s body. The man had rolled onto his back and was trying to sit up. Bev dropped down on his belly facing his cock. Her already bloody mouth was open and going for his cock. She was fixated on taking revenge. Sedrik stirred as his wounded member was lifted with two hands and inserted into her mouth. He screamed and woke up as she bit into his cock. His hands grabbed her big ass and pushed her downward. He moaned in agony as her teeth skinned him, but he got her off. Bev rolled onto her back and started to sit up, but he kicked her hard in the tits and knocked her on her back. Sedrik rolled onto one side and started to push up, but Jen?s foot caught him in the face and down he went. Jen started kicking and stomping him while Bev recovered. Sedrik?s face was treated to the sole of Jen?s foot again and again and of course the heel and toe. He finally grabbed her foot and stopped the bloody stomping. He jerked at her ankles and sent her falling backwards onto her ass. Just then Bev landed hard with her knee on his ball sack. Sedrik screamed and sat straight up. He punched Bev in the mouth and knocked her off. Then he fell back holding his balls.

Shanda wrestled with Mike trying to crotch him. He used his big muscles to force her into the fence and hammered her face and tits with his big fists. She blocked and fought back, but he was stronger, faster and fitter at the moment. She tried another crotch attack. He had been waiting for it. He caught her thigh with his thighs and drove a savage right into her nose. Her already bloody nose spread across her face. Her swollen eyes closed almost immediately and she slid down the cage wall. Mike grabbed the fence for balance and started stomp kicking down on her swollen tits and belly. She suffered horribly before rolling onto her side against the side of the circular fence trying to avoid Mike?s body kicking. Once she was there Mike knee dropped onto her ribs. His three hundred pounds must have cracked something because her whole body trembled and stiffened. He proceeded to kneel on her and pound her face with his already swollen bloody fists.

Jen dropped down on Sedrik, putting one knee on his left arm, one knee on his neck and grabbing his right arm with two hands. She held him there and strangled him with her knee while Bev crawled on top of his legs. He couldn?t dislodge both women in his battered condition. Bev?s mouth was missing parts of three front teeth. Sedrik watched her ruined mouth open in a bloody mockery of a grin. He pleaded for mercy, but Bev finally had her revenge. She gnawed at his groin with her broken teeth until blood squirted between her lips, first from the removal of his ball sack and then as he passed out, six inches of his cock. The stream of bright red blood from the new end of his cock was so quick that his agonized writhing ended in just a minute or two.

Jen helped Bev up. She held up the severed cock and staggered to Shanda. Mike stopped beating the nearly faceless bitch. He held up her head by the hair and slapped her awake. Her eyes were so swollen than only the left one had any sight. Her right cheek looked caved in, like the orbital bone had been shattered. She gasped and breathed erratically. Bev showed her the cock and then pushed it into Shanda?s slack mouth. Mike pinned Shanda down and Jen covered her mouth. Shanda struggled feebly and soon was treated to the same savage biting that had killed her mother. Bev took three more trophies and prolonged Shanda?s agony long enough for her to know what she had lost. When Shanda stopped squirming, Bev climbed onto her ruined tits and began beating the formless face until she was exhausted. No prisoners were taken that day. Mike helped Bev up and Jen gathered up the bloody trophies.

When the fight ended everyone filed out quietly. For once the lust for violence had been thoroughly sated.

Whew. Well that was different and extreme. I offer it as a belated birthday present to the victor. Next story will be back to a somewhat more standard size individuals I think. As always characters, fights, and suggestions appreciated.