School Girl Feud pt 1 (JapHSch)

[johnsmith2007]

School Girl Feud pt 1 (JapHSch)

Japanese High School Naked Wrestling League

Usual warning about nasty things happening.
To those who are worried about violence, sex and young people I maybe need to repeat these are pure fantasy stories, and don?t read if you?ll get offended.

Arimi could not bring herself to return to her alter ego. Miki and her new friends in the little high school she now attended urged her to dye her hair silver again but instead she let it grow and applied vigorous coats of skin cream to reduce the dark California tan that she had previously sported. She vowed her killing days were over and she would become a normal high school student. Well, as normal as you could get in a school that specialised in violence, but she had no real wish to return to the ring, especially as she felt that by doing so she would overshadow those she now called friends. Arimi had trained with her new friends and had settled into the role of ?sempai? with ease and was enjoying the coaching and counselling role she now had. As the weather grew colder and autumn shaded into winter and the typhoon season ended and gave way to November snow flurries she settled into her new school. Silvers celebrity status still made her a target for some students but as the school soon became aware of her close friendship with Miki and her mother, the schools top fight instructor, harassment dwindled and dried up. Miki represented the school in their next three fight fixtures and won one hard but nasty fight but then lost two consecutive bouts against much more experienced Amazons who had severely beaten the less skilled teen.
However in the interschool?s challenge cup Kitakyushu Tech was drawn against one of the top schools, Sendai High, and a call to the school managers office had ended any hope of Arimi slowly drifting into obscurity. As she walked down the long corridor towards the main office she tried to make her uniform look presentable, tugging at the yellow and blue sailor suit with the ultra mini hem line that enabled her sun glow silk knickers to show at every step, and straightened her over the knee white socks. She had not checked on the rankings recently but she guessed that Sendai?s first year gladiatrix must be Ai, the most beautiful bitch in all the fight schools. OK, she thought, someone worth coming out of retirement for. Involuntarily she touched her moistening crotch and her mind raced back over the months and years of their rivalry.

Two girls huddled for warmth and comfort in a dirty bed, rented by the hour by scum perverts who couldn?t get it up for a grown woman. A man enters and tell them one can escape but the other will be servicing twenty men tonight. A padded pit and two naked children. Both youngsters were battered and bloody, their thin emaciated bodies showing bite and scratch marks as well as bruises from fists, feet and knees. Their long black hair was matted and grimy and had been pulled out in clumps and lay strewn across the pit. They struggled bare footed on the shit and blood soaked matting and the crowd of fat ?saleryman? shouted abuse and waived their bets at the competitors. The slimmer she devil was fisting the other young female?s ass as blood oozed out and she whimpered and grovelled for her one time friend to stop. Her pleas fell on the deaf ears and the cold heart of the other girl and then with a howl she pissed herself and with another high pitched scream submitted before passing out. Arimi had won their first fight, leaving her companion to the hourly rapes of the sex hotel, and escaping with a scholarship to a top fight school. But Ai had sworn vengeance, and she had a very long memory. No one would ever make her submit again, ever.

First year of Middle School, the deciding fight in an inter-schools match. Arimi had not realised who the other girl was until the end. Full contact martial arts and Arimi swaying as the other long haired bitch methodically broke her jaw, crushed her nose and smashed out most of her teeth with repeated knee lifts to her head. A coach charging in at the last minute had saved her eyes as the already disqualified Ai had tried to blind her, but the gleeful smile on the face of her attacker had haunted Arimi for six months as her face and mouth were slowly reconstructed.

Twice again in middle school they had fought to bloody conclusions, Arimi knocking out her foe having shredded and nearly removed her left teat, Ai forcing a submission while choking her enemy on piss. Ai had become a master of torture and submission fighting while Silver had now become one of the best all round fighters in the schools league. Their persona?s also were complete opposites, ?Silver? had now adopted the ?California Girl? looks of tan and silver platinum curly hair KoGal, while Ai had capitalised on her pale flawless skin and striking looks (helped by intensive surgery) to become the Porcelain Idol, all a Japanese boy could ever wish for? including a quick death if he ever crossed her.

A series of bizarre accidents from which Silver had barely escaped with her life. The only common thread being a swift departure from the scene of a schoolgirl passers by could only describer as a flawless beauty.

Summer in Okinawa, the plan was to ambush the bitch while she was on holiday and stake her out for the seagulls to feast on. A Taser had knocked Ai out and then Arimi had put her coated in honey on a sand dune. The ants had got to her first and her screams and wails had finally forced the watching Arimi to relent and release her. A mistake, Ai had crept back to knock her out with a lump of driftwood. It was only luck that a lifeguard had dug the schoolgirl out of the sand before the incoming tide drowned her. At that stage their owning Ziabatsu?s had stepped in. They were both too young and too valuable to risk in a death duel, so under threat of a living dismemberment they must keep their fights to the ring? at least until they graduate, or of course until ordered to do otherwise.

Their only high school fight had ended in disaster for Silver. It had been one of the few times she had felt out classed. With a shudder her mind raced back to the present.

The Principle made it very clear that in the inter regional knock out cup he expected Arimi to represent the school. He had then gone on to reveal that the she would indeed be fighting the Prefecture Champion, Love Ai, or as she was known the ?Porcelain Idol?. This was a home match where the small school could look forward to making a lot of money fighting a top ranked side. The head teacher however also knew that the feud between Silver and the Idol would guarantee high viewing figures on the web. If she refused this would have consequences involving her friends and particularly Miki. Silver remembered what Ichigo had told her when they had become friends, ?hide your feeling, as attachments only meant weakness.? The yakuza babe had made sure that to all but a very few close associates they were still sworn blood enemies, even though both girls had now mingled very different bodily fluids than blood on many occasions.
Silver had found it hard to tell Miki what the Principle had told her and she had expected tears and a tantrum from the other proud teen, but her friend had surprised her. Giving Silver a big hug she had thanked her for the three months she had been allowed to be number one fighter for their year and bowed her apologies at not being more worthy of the trust that Silver had placed in her. She had always known this time would come and she revealed her mother was secretly hoping that she would change from the ?enforcer/bodyguard? stream at the school, the classes that specialised in the ?fights?, and change to the assassin or spy streams. Miki?s mother was the head fight coach at the small school and by changing streams the ?fights? would become optional and her mother would therefore not have to send her own daughter out to face possible death or worse on a regular basis.

A week latter Arimi was inspecting her nude still developing body in the changing room mirror. Plastic surgery and skin grafts had over the years covered up the scars and given her a handsome if boyish face. With her now shoulder length straight jet black hair and lighter skin she no longer stood out as she had when she was the platinum blond tanned ?Silver?. Her only tangible reminder of her days as Silver were her two small lightening tattoo?s, similar to a German SS symbol that snaked across the right side of her belly towards her shaved and creamed hairless slit. Miki and her new friends had insisted she highlight them with shinning silver paint for the fight and so the twin lightening flashes now sparkled as she went through her warm up pre-fight routine. Miss Hatchi, the head fight coach inspected her bright yellow soft kid regulation wrestling boots, insuring the criss-crossed non regulation orange laces (retrieved with an apology from her destroyed H High boots) were tight and the calf length boots fitted snug on the teens shapely toned long legs. The coach left with the first fighters on the bill, leaving her in the care of her friend and second Miki, and with a light application of oil, massaged lovingly in, Arimi was now prepared to face her first major challenge in months. An old TV in the small dirty room showed the ring where a soundless fight was in progress. Unfortunately the junior years male representative was facing a much more skilled adversary and the fight lasted under twenty minutes as the boy went down to a three knock down straight sets loss to the representative from the school from the top league. The next fight was a senior year mixed doubles combat. In an upset their school had edged a very close match with three fighters unconscious at the end and the one remaining gladiator unable to make it to his feet. He had claimed the victory by the age-old custom of raping the two comatose Sendia students as their supporters booed and heckled and the judges stopped the top schools teachers from interfering in this overt dishonouring of their students. From now on the senior schools fighters would not be going easy on their lower ranked opponents. The high level gantry was next erected for two cestus fights 15 foot above the hard hall floor. The brutal boxing matches were split, one victory to each school, but their schools second year girl had had to be rushed to hospital with a suspected broken neck from the fall.

Then the door opened and Miss Hatchi returned and Arimi was led with her friend as second out into the auditorium, naked under the long sun coloured silk kimono, her excitement tangible in her aroused pointing nipples and engorged thrusting clit. Cheers met the next two combatants as the MC announced the fighters and both young females were stripped and led into the ring. Arime pranced in her corner, lifting her legs high as she warmed up and allowed her clit to wink at the boys in the front row. She had become accustomed to the ogling of her classmates and immune to their ribald comments. They were in any case completely lost in the shouting and cheering of the four hundred high school children packed into the small concert hall Kitakyushu Tech had hired for the match against Sendai District High. While fighting for Hokkaido High Silver had become accustomed to her own changing room and the schools own stadium for fights, but now with her present school she shared a cold dressing room with all the girls fighting and an old ring hastily erected in the hired dirty hall that tomorrow would probably host a local disco or wedding. The cocktail of painkillers and stimulants she had been fed also did not match the peek of the high she was used to before a fight. Her body was not as fired up as it should be, she could still feel that ounce of compassion and fear that a good ?fight drug? would have eradicated, but across the ring the ?Porcelain Idol? seemed completely confident if not arrogant as she hoisted herself up in her corner and hooked her legs across the ropes on either side of the padded post. This was the ritual challenge and Arimi responded in kind, two legs spread at 90 degrees across the ring ropes while she sat on the top of the ring post. Both teens healthy firm clits shone in the arc lights of the auditorium, scarlet slits of throbbing hot sex, pocking out from their shaved cunt lips, engorged and challenging their foe to do their worst to try to destroy them and reduce one strong she muscle to nothing but a shred of torn flesh.

At the gong the already volatile crowd erupted and both raven haired teens sprang across the ring to combat, Ai?s hair down nearly to her ass in a pony tail while the home fighter had her shorter black locks free flowing to her shoulders. Arimi was a good three inches taller than Ai and nearly nine months older, but the smaller girl had a sculptured muscled body compared to Arimi?s toned ballerina build. Both teen bitches? chests were just becoming interesting, small but firm buds with pointing brown nipples on dark areoles, that showed promise of magnificent development, if given the chance. As they exchanging the opening volleys of punches and kicks the pale ivory skin of the Idol marked and showed every bruise and contusion while Arimi?s somewhat more olive complexion hid some of the effects of their combat.
It was Ai who managed to get the first advantage. As Arimi smacked a punch into the shorter girls left tit, burying her fist into its firm soft tissue, she over balanced allowing Ai, still cradling her abused teat, time to power up a cunt kick that smashed into Arimi?s moist excited sex. The point of the shocking pink Sendia School wrestling boot flattened Silvers clit up against her public bone and with a scream she crashed to the floor overcome by the cunting. But it was not the other teen vixen?s crotch that was to be the centre of Ai?s attention. In their sparing the Idol had scored repeatedly on Arimi?s chest and it was going to be on her developing assets, already showing bruises, that she was going to concentrate her efforts on.
Arimi was hauled up by her black hair and clinched tightly into a full nelson. The two naked teens squirmed and wriggled their nude bodies as the taller girl tied to avoid being forced towards the ropes by her smaller more powerful opponent. Silver knew what the Idol was aiming for and tried desperately to escape from the clinched tight arms of the Sendai High student, but inexorably she found herself pushed up against the ropes. With a scream of pleasure, Ai pulled the already bruised tits of the taller teen along the rough abrading ring rope, scraping her teats raw along the hard knurled cable. The lithe figure of the taller girl was out muscled by the stronger shorter teen and within a few paces was sobbing from the hot burning torture being inflicted on her proud stubby brown teats as they became fire engine red, weeping and sore. Silver had her chest dragged unceremoniously along the top rope first one way and then the other. As she yelled in protest and tried to force herself out of the hold she received knee lifts into her back and kidneys and when reaching the ring posts at either end of her torment Ai would smash her face into the barely padded steel tube, dazing the mixed blood Chinese/Japanese vixen. The shorter gladiatrix?s demands for her surrender were nearly lost in the cheers of her supporter as they bayed for her to increase the pace of the torture.
?Submit to me whore?, shouted Ai, but did not waiting for a reply she continued the torment dragging Armie stumbling in her bright yellow calf high boots back along the ropes for another taste of pain. She was now nearly delirious from the agony and could only shake her head in refusal as tears welled in her eyes and her proud stubs were sliced and diced

John


Apologies to those who were waiting for another instalment of the Hamburg Couple, I will be returning to the further adventures (?) of Helene et al at a latter date but felt I needed a break so picked up a thread from my previous set of stories. I originally wrote the first few stories on the ?Japanese High School Naked Wrestling League? some years back and I?m afraid I posted them here nearly unedited. At some point I will go back and edit and number the series so that anyone wishing to get the ?history? will be able to find them easily. As usual I always welcome any ideas or comments, polite ones anyway!!

[MikeJV]

Good story, looking forward to the rest of the action!

MikeJV

[agraf74]

I miss the Hamburg Couple further adventures, and remeber there is a large world out there, plenty of couples from different countries, sizes, colours to confront the basic pair... You've done plenty of good stories with them.

But you're excused to bring out this subject. It brings to my memory images of the 1975 series of maybe half a dozen Japanese films, not politically correct, in which the System (corrupt school officials, police, and politicians) were opposed by different yakuza groups, and the in-fighting between these. Some people appreciated the blunt sado-maso scenes in which the girls were the victims, but I was forever attracted to the scarce scenes in which ganggirl fought ganggirl. I certainly wish you'd repost all of your series, if possible after editing, and enlarging, your earlier version!

I enjoyed this story very much.

[krispin]

Great story. Thanks and please: go on!