Hotel Teen Queen by Mr. Cage - part 1

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HOTEL ROOM TEEN QUEENS by Mr. Cage ? Part I


This work of fiction involves extreme violence and sexual activities between a male and female who for different reasons have agreed to participate in a savage battle for sexual dominance. As always, this is not for the squeamish, the sensitive, the empathic or the immature. Please do not read on if the written word is likely to harm or disturb you.

The web and his day job allowed Mr. X to organize the little event. His costs were small, three adjoining rooms on the ground floor of a roadside hotel, plus brand new sports car from his car dealership for the overall winner. He collected a thousand dollars a head for fifteen men and two women to watch. They were also there to back their favorites, in fact before each match they would bid to win their favorite?s victory lap. That money would go to the winner of each match. In the first room he kept the eight competitors and their fathers or mothers. The third room was used to store the furniture from the second room, leaving only one bed open for the victory laps. The second room was emptied down to its dirty carpet. The seventeen guests stood around the wall, sweaty and anxious not to be noticed by their fellow fetish fellows.

I knew Mr. X from the old days when we both attended underground fist fights in the back alleys of our east coast metropolis. Other than our fetish for female fighting we shared damn little else, but it was the basis of a long term association. Since those days he had kept his secret, kept his wife in the dark, had a good business, and a nice family. I on the other hand fucked up three marriages and two careers all because of my honesty. Each of my wives had agreed to fight once for me. They all seemed to be into it, but once they had done it the relationships went down hill fast. Fucking bitches. So I couldn?t afford the thousand dollar entry. There was only one way to get on board.

I contacted my eldest daughter, Mandy, for the first time in four months. She was a rising senior in a public high school, a cheerleader, a basketball player, a soccer player and a softball player. Despite the sports she also found time to be in trouble all the time. Her mother had been a great fuck, but now she was a born again prude, something about eating pussy after losing her first fight must have made her see god. Mandy?s mom and new husband tried to rein her end, but there was too much of the old man in the little bitch. For example, our contact four months ago had been for me to bail her out of a city jail for fighting in an over twenty one club with a black girl over a football jock. I got her out of jail and found out that she was knocked up and needed a quick trip to the clinic behind her mom?s back. Well, being the bitter asshole I was I didn?t know which was better, sticking her mom with a bastard baby or helping my little girl get out of trouble. I did a mental coin flip and decided that Mandy was the one who should make the decision and not me. So I played the supportive father for once and helped her out.

Four months later I stopped by her school after her practice was over and told her I had a way for her to get a new car and that I would support her in court if she wanted to escape her mom and live wild and free in my second bedroom. All she had to do was spend a day fighting other chicks, winner gets the car the losers get fucked. Mandy blinked her blue eyes and shook her blonde hair and smiled.

Mandy was a beauty with smooth tanned skin, shoulder length blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, luscious lips, high cheek bones and a figure that I?m sure had been in many back seat wrestling matches. She had inherited her mother?s big breasts, my body type and height. At 5?9?? and 132 firm pounds she looked to be a 36D 24 34 model type. She was probably the best thing I had ever had a hand in making, so why shouldn?t I fuck that up too. She listened to my proposal.

Mandy asked, ?What kind of fights? Who am I fighting??

?You?ll be fighting other teenage girls. I understand there is a kind of weight limit and such, because the guy wants the girls to be attractive. The types of fights will very. It?s going to be a series of matches. You?ll fight several different times, different girls and different rules.?

Mandy?s beautiful little mouth betrayed her nasty attitude learned in public high school, ?I hope there?s going to be some niggers and spics. I would like to fuck some of those bitches up.?

?I understand there will be all types.?

?So when do I fight?? she asked.

I said, ?Let?s go talk to my buddy and you can see the car you?re fighting for.?

Well once she laid her greedy eyes on the car she was hooked. Mr. X told her the cold hard truth of what the fights were going to be like and what would happen after each round to the loser of the round. She took it all in and smiled. He looked at me like I was an even bigger asshole than he thought. I smiled. I knew what kind of bastard I was; besides if Mandy was tough enough to take it she would come out of it with a car. If she wasn?t well she?d get her ass kicked, fucked and maybe a few bucks for the trouble and I would have the time of my life for free. Can you say paternal instincts? So what the fuck, I was a pervert and bastard. It wasn?t like it was a surprise to me or anyone who knew me. So on with the games!

So that?s how we came to be in the first hotel room. Seven nervous girls checked out Mandy and she did the same right back. They were accompanied by four fathers, two older boyfriends and amazingly one mother and one older dyke. The mother and the older dyke seemed to be making a contact as they looked over each other?s daughters. So maybe I wasn?t the sickest asshole in the world.

Mandy?s name was written down and put into a plastic egg with the seven other girls. The eggs were put into a black drum and rolled. Two eggs rolled out. They were opened and the names were read. Mandy and a black girl named Zee were first out. They?re names were put back in their eggs and put off to the side.

Mr. X announced the results and then Zee, her boyfriend, Mandy and me went into the second room to face the paying guests. Mr. X shut the door and left the other contestants shut out to sweat out the results.

Mr. X announced, ?Our first round match will be a relatively unique event sponsored by a couple of our friends in attendance. Each of them has agreed to put up $250 a match win or lose on their own and the young ladies are still up for bid. So thank you boys for our first hotel over the head tit squeeze off.?

After applause Mr. X explained, ?The ladies will lie down on their backs, heads side by side, reach back over their heads and maul each other?s tits. For the first five minutes there is only squeezing the whole breast. There is no submission so just keep squeezing. After five minutes, pinching, twisting, nipple work and clawing are permitted and so is a submission. The winner will collect whatever the bidders put up and the loser will blow the winner?s bidder first and their partner second.?

There was applause again and Mr. X continued, ?All right, girls, show your stuff.?

They two teens stripped without regard for the audience. Mandy was bold and the black girl was not that ashamed either. The bidding for Mandy was high out of appreciation for her, sexy figure more so than her probability of winning. The bidding for the black girl was a mixture of attraction to her and the hope that she would be the winner. As it was Mandy went for $400 and Zee went for $800 to a black guy who I?m sure wanted to get his cock sucked by the blonde cheerleader. So the prize for the first fight was $1200 to the winner and two blow jobs for the loser.

I picked up Mandy?s clothes and put them in a plastic bag. She would be wearing a long t-shirt in between fights from now on. Looking down at my little girl?s plump, pussy and little blonde Mohawk strip I wondered if she was ready to spread her legs today cause I didn?t figure she would make it all the way through without losing. Zee had a full curly black bush. Zee was about 5?6?? and weighed 145 pounds. She was a sexy thick black girl with I guessed a 40DD 28 38 figure. Her hair was cut short, straightened and slicked back with some kind of styling cream.

The girls got into position on the dirty carpet, side by side, feet facing in the opposite direction. The crowd stood right on top of them. The comments were already beginning to get dirty. It was clear that they thought Mandy would lose this tit fight.

Zee pushed the side of her head close to Mandy?s so their cheeks rubbed and said, ?What the fuck are you doing, Barbie. I?m going to bust your tits, whore.?

Mandy snapped back, ?Fuck you nigger. I?m going to milk dry.?

That got the men roaring. Mr. X smiled big. This was exactly what he wanted to start his possible weekend of fights and debauchery. He carefully placed the girl?s hands inside identical white leather stretch gloves for the first five minutes and then placed their hands carefully on the other girl?s tits. Mandy spread her legs and bent her knees getting her feet flat on the floor getting ready to clamp down. Zee did the same and the guys who had the bottom of the feet position got perfect shots of the split beavers.

At his signal they clamped down hard. Their four fingers squeezed from below and their thumbs and palms crushed from above. Both grunted from the initial surge. Zee started to twist and Mr. X warned her to just squeeze. Mandy pumped her hands, shifting her fingers a little bit each time, trying to crush every part of the black girl?s big fleshy tit. After about thirty seconds both teens were covered in sweat. Zee groaned loudly as Mandy pumped her right breast. Mandy stopped moving her fingers and clamped down in that position causing the black girl to curse. Zee?s slick belly trembled and her ass bumped the floor as her legs gave way to the pain. Many taunted her about milking a cow and really clamped down. Zee cursed and pushed back up on her feet getting leverage to really wring on Mandy?s firm white 36Ds. Mandy moaned and kept pulse crushing gripping on Zee?s soft black 40DDs. Zee moaned and gasped as Mandy worked her big tits, sending globs of black flesh out between her long white leather covered fingers. Zee was really taking the worst of it now. Finally the five minutes were up and the girls dropped back down on their asses sucking in air. Five minutes of tit crushing had taken a lot out of both of them, but Dee was definitely on the losing end even if my daughter?s white tits were already showing red and dark red marks from bruising.

Now the gloves came off. Zee had long hard looking white painted nails. Mandy?s nails were perfectly manicured, long, sharp and bright red. Now it would get serious. The rules were basically anything goes until someone submitted. Zee promised to slice of Mandy?s brown nipples. Mandy asked Zee how she would like sucking my cock after her tits were flat. The audience was wild now, really getting into the black white trash talk. Most wanted to see Mandy lose and suck cock, but now they new my Barbie Doll Cheerleader was a tough little bitch.

At Mr. X?s signal they went at it. Zee went for Mandy?s thick, already erect pinkish nipples. Her white nails got Mandy squealing and twisting really fast. Mandy took it and clawed deep into the underside of Zee?s big tits. Her four long fingers ripped at the tender underside of both 40DD tits causing Zee to cry out and tremble. Mandy used her thumb nail to dig into the flat tip of Zee?s nipples. As her nail sank into the rubbery flesh, Mandy twisted the thumb back and forth. Zee gasped and cursed and redoubled her torture of Mandy?s nipples. The pink buds were pulled straight out, crushed and twisted in a half circle. Mandy screamed in agony and closed her eyes trying to hold back the tears, but the tears and sweat pooled in her eye sockets. She had to turn her head and let the water drain down her cheeks. Her face was red and she was in agony.

My girl?s sharp nails were teary Zee?s sensitive flesh to shreds. Blood was spotted by somebody who seemed to come in his pants just watching. Zee wailed out and tried to rip Mandy?s nipples from her chest, but her nails kept slipping. Pulling and twisting at that angle wasn?t the best tactics. Zee screamed as her nipple tips were scratched raw and her tit flesh was clawed and gouged. Zee dropped on her ass and moaned and switched to clawing at Mandy?s undersides. Mandy gasped at the new pain and suddenly gripped both black tits, squeezed them into cones, jerked out and twisted. Zee cried out almost immediately. Her feet kicked and she writhed on the floor. Squealing and screaming she suddenly grabbed for Mandy?s wrists.

Mr. X yelled, ?Mandy wins by involuntary submission.?

I yelled out and so did most of the others. Zee?s boyfriend looked pissed. Mandy was given the $1200 and she put it in the plastic bag with her clothes. They gave her a t-shirt and she was allowed to follow me and the guy who had bid for her into the third bedroom with Zee and her really sour looking boyfriend. The bidder got first choice and he stroked his short, fat cock hard and shoved it into Zee?s mouth. She sucked and licked him as he used her hair to fuck her face. He got rolling quickly and was really pounding against her. It took him ten minutes but he filled her mouth with his cum. The sounds of moans and cheers came from the other room.

Mandy looked around the corner and watched two other girls mauling tits. I stepped up and pushed my cock into her mouth even with the other guy?s cum dribbling out of her lips. I pulled her head back a little so I could look directly into her eyes. She was still crying and not happy to be sucking my cock. I used her hair and finally gave her a second course of cum. About that time the second match came to an end.

We left the victory prize room just as a sobbing black haired Goth looking teen and her pissed off father entered. Both her nipples were bleeding and she was scratched up pretty bad. Her pale white tits were bruised badly. She was followed by the victor, a short Asian girl with long black hair and her father. We returned to the holding room just as the third round of mauling was starting.

Zee shot daggers at Mandy and Mandy smiled. Tiny little blood stains showed on their white t-shirts. The two remaining girls looked scared. As the third and fourth fights were finished I could tell that a second black girl had defeated a red head and that the brown Mexican girl had beaten a brunette butch looking girl with the dyke girl friend.

The next round was announced as a face slapping contest. The names were drawn and Zee was up first against the Mexican girl, Rosa. The next match was between the Asian girl, Kitara I think, and the red head, Sandy. Zee won the face slapping contest, but both girls came back in with swollen faces. Kitara won her fight. The next round was the dyke, Jazz, and the other black girl, Annisa. Finally, Mandy was chosen to fight the Goth girl, Cassandra.

The two girls were to stand face to face less about eighteen inches from one another. Their feet had to stay in to small taped on the floor box areas. They wore the leather gloves again and were cautioned to slap and not punch. Punching would lose the match. The allowed target was the face and the face alone. They were to exchange slaps left, then right, then left and so on until one stepped out of the circle, fell to her knees, cheated or quit. No defense was allowed. The coin flip went to Cassandra. The Goth girl would get the first slap in. This time the bids were $400 on Cassandra and $600 on Mandy. Once again, I think the money on Cassandra was all about getting my daughter as a prize. The money on Mandy was more of a sure thing bet.

Smack! Her right glove hit my beautiful girl on the left cheek. An immediate red welt in the shape of the bitch?s gloved hand rose up on Mandy?s beautiful cheek. Mandy?s hair flew and she gasped. When her head straightened there were tears in her eyes, but there was fire there too. My daughter?s right hand hit Cassandra like a thunderclap. The Goth girl?s long stringy black hair flew and her head snapped. She almost lost her balance. Cassandra was 5?6?? and a skinny 120 pounds with a pale thin 34B 24 33 figure. She managed to right herself. Her left cheek looked like it had been burnt on a griddle shaped like my daughters open fingered slap. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She sucked in air and smacked my girl with her left hand. Mandy?s hair flew again and she moaned, but she held her position like a trooper. She hit with her left. Her hand flew and connected with a loud crack. Cassandra staggered to the side and just like that Mandy had taken the second round of the fight.

We collected the $1000 and went to the victory room. Jazz was just finishing taking it between the legs from by Annisa?s father. He finished up and then Cassandra had to spread her legs for Mandy?s supporter. He finished up in about ten minutes. I decided to forgo my turn, but Mandy asked for it, which was allowed. She used her fingers and fist to work over Cassandra for five minutes and then stuck her pussy in the girl?s face to get finished off. I was shocked watching my girl ride the beaten teen?s face. She was really into dominating the poor little bitch.

After that fight two girls left: Cassandra and the red head. I wondered what would have happened if an odd number of girls had been left. Mr. X explained that in that case the girl who didn?t get selected would be the first one picked for the next round.

The next round was a belly punching contest. Mandy was up first against the Asian girl, Kitara. Kitara was 5?2?? pale yellow with Japanese eyes and long black hair. Her tiny tits were marked and her face was badly swollen. She weighed no more than 110 pounds and was firmly muscled all over, especially in her tight flat belly. She had wispy black pubic hair and tight little lips. Both girls were undefeated as of now, but I?m sure it looked like Mandy would roll over the little tight assed bitch. The bidding ended up $800 on both girls.

The fight was the same as before in that the girls stood in the two taped on box areas, but no coin would be flipped. During the first five minutes they were to hold on to the back of each other?s hair with their left hands and punch up into the body with their right. If they both lasted they would switch hands every five minutes until some one quit, fell or stepped out of the box. The target area was from the mound up to just under the tits. I hoped Mandy was smart enough to go low and not waste time on the ribs. I wasn?t disappointed. Mandy sank a low right hard into the Japanese girl?s lower belly, just above her pubic bone. The Japanese girl did the same. Both girl?s groaned and fired again to the same area. The little hard Japanese girl?s fist seemed slightly faster.

Mandy?s hard belly was meatier and softer, with more of a pooch. Maybe that was a weakness, because Kitara?s little fist was sinking in deeper and deeper and my girl was obviously hurting. She gasped and grunted with each impact. Her hair was matted on her back and she was beginning to bounce on her feet with each brutal impact into her now bright red and softening gut. Kitara was taking a beating too. My daughter?s fist was lifting the little Japanese bitch almost off her feet. The rapid fire punching continued with the wet solid sound of hard fists on sweaty bellies. Groans and grunts punctuated each impact. Soon both girls were moaning. Finally the round ended and they were allowed to drop to their knees and hold themselves.

Both bellies were badly bruised and reddened. I had no idea who was winning, but Mandy had curled up holding herself crying. Kitara moaned and tried to stay on her hands and knees. Finally the warning came and they stood. This time they would hold the back of their hair with their right hands and punch away with their left fists.

The brutal belly beating continued with both girls going to the others lower belly immediately. The target was the same but the angle was different and even though they were using their weaker arms, the arms were fresh. Mandy gasped as the hard little fist penetrated her muscle shield and gutted her in the womb. She pissed herself and held on and punched back hurting the Japanese girl almost as bad. Kitara gasped and almost staggered out of the box as Mandy?s fist lifted her off her feet. Mandy got in three unanswered shots as Kitara gasped and groaned. The Japanese girl blocked a fourth with her left fist and got in a weak punch to Mandy?s black and blue belly. Mandy moaned in agony and sank her left into Kitara?s damaged belly. This time it looked like her fist sank into the wrist. Kitara?s face whitened, her mouth formed a big circle and she fell to her knees vomiting. Mandy fell backwards, holding herself and crying.

My baby had won a third time! This time I had my choice of blow job, cunt or ass. I looked at the tight little bitch and decided it was time to bury my eight inches deep into her ass. Mandy?s supporter decided to take the Japanese girl in the pussy doggie style and he pounded on her as she sobbed for ten minutes. Then she began to moan and groan with pleasure. He finally left his charge inside her and fell back gasping. I looked straight into her father?s eyes, smiled and pushed my newly hard cock into her ass. She gasped and pounded her fists on the bed. She was so tight that I never got more than half my cock inside her hole, but that was enough. I squirted a monster load into her and fell away knowing it was the first time she had been taken in the ass.

Mandy smiled and had another wad of money for her trouble. Though her tits, face and belly looked like they had taken a professional beating she was leading the pack with three straight wins. I knew the blonde Barbie was surprising everybody. She certainly had surprised the hell out of me.

As they slowly recovered in the holding room I followed the progress of the other two fights by checking out who was crying the hardest when they came back to the room, holding their bellies. Jazz, the dyke, had beaten the black girl, Annisa, in a revenge match from their slapping battle. Rosa got her revenge on Zee as well. So now Zee had won 1 and lost two. Rosa had won 2 and lost one. Annisa had won two and lost one. Jazz had won 1 and lost two. Mandy was undefeated with three wins. All six surviving girls decided to stay for the next round.

This was another standing match. Mandy had to face Rosa for the first time. They were up first. This fight was again a one handed fight. They grabbed the back of each other?s hair with their left hands and dropped their right hands to each other?s crotch. They wore gloves for the first two rounds of five minutes each. If they both survived that then the gloves would come off and the claws would be out.

Rosa stood 5?4?? and weighed 130 or so pounds, a lot of it in her ass. She had curly long black hair and dark brown skin with near Indian features. She was very hairy in the crotch. She had brought her mother with her, a mean looking bitch and obviously very interested in the dyke?s older girlfriend. I guessed Rosa had a 34C 27 38 figure. She had strong looking arms and hands. I wondered if my girl would be able to outlast the tough looking brown bitch. Rosa?s bidder stopped at $600 and Mandy?s stopped at $400.

They started working on each other with their right hands. Mandy gasped as the glove folded up into her three fingers inside her and a thumb crushing her lips against the fingers. Mandy didn?t immediately go for the pussy. Instead she grabbed a handful of thick black pubes and jerked. Rosa screamed and was pulled forward by her thick bush. She cursed and yelled at Mandy. Rosa retaliated by gouging my girl?s inner walls, but without her claws she could only bruise. Mandy moaned and closed her eyes, but her right hand jerked and twisted until she ripped out a full handful of black bush. Rosa screamed and tears rain down her cheeks. Mandy didn?t give her a break. My mean blonde baby girl grabbed another handful of curly black bush and ripped again. Rosa wailed and grabbed for Mandy?s wrist. Mr. X declared Mandy the winner and the place went wild at the quick victory. Mandy pocketed another $1000.

Rosa?s mother looked on angrily as Mandy?s bidder took her daughter hard from the rear. The bastard pulled out just before he came and sprayed his cum all over the sweaty brown ass. He looked at the mother and smiled, sticking out his tongue. Well it was my turn and I wasn?t interested. Mandy took my turn. She stood in front of Rosa, bent over and spread her ass cheeks and had Rosa give her a rim job. I couldn?t believe it when Mandy obviously climaxed after only four minutes.

The battle between Zee and Annisa was going on as we walked back to the holding room. Zee eventually won. Kitara and Jazz apparently fought for a long time before Kitara lost. Once again I was only judging the results by the look on the girl?s and their guardian?s face upon return to the room. Now everybody but Mandy was two and two.

The next round was to be a sex maul fight. Kitara and Zee fought first. Zee won and Kitara returning holding her crotch and sobbing. Then Rosa and Annisa fought and Annisa won after what seemed like a long time. It was Mandy against Jazz next.

Jazz stood a lean 5?9?? and weighed 129, but she had muscular arms and shoulders and a rock hard belly with a shaved crotch. She had a lot of body art, but no piercings other than her ears which had been removed. She was pale skinned, short brown hair and had a 35B 25 35 body. Mandy fetched a surprising $800 by somebody who wanted to do Jazz and Jazz got $800 from somebody who wanted to do the blonde for the first time. That was the biggest joint prize of the night.

The rules were simple and brutal for this one. There were no gloves so nails would be a factor, and Mandy?s were certainly longer. They stood shoulder to shoulder with one hand in each other?s crotch and the other posed to go at the breasts. They could move around this time, fall down, roll on top of each other, whatever, but they only thing they could do with their hands were mauling tits or pussy. It was a fight to submission or knock out. No wonder the other girls had looked so bad after the battle.

At the start the two nasty bitches clamped on to each other?s tits and pussy. Jazz groaned a second before my daughter, Mandy. The dyke worked Mandy?s pussy hard and had my girl squirming on her feet quickly. Mandy worked on Jazz?s right nipple which was already looking raw and surrounded by badly bruised tissue. The cries from Jazz brought my daughter?s left hand up. Jazz cried out as both her nipples were crushed, pulled and twisted back and forth. The dyke furiously worked on my little girl?s cunt causing her to close her eyes and tears to stream down her face. Jazz started screaming in pain and Mandy pushed her back into a wall, pinning the dyke against the wall while savaging both her nipples. Jazz still fought on.

Soon there was blood on Jazz?s ravaged tits, nipple blood smearing across her tits and my little girl?s fingers. Jazz cried out and looked down in horror at the blood. She moaned and continued to fight. Her dyke girlfriend yelled out that she had drawn cunt blood. I looked and sure enough there were red drops on the inside of my girl?s thighs. She had spread her legs and dug her toes into the carpet pressing against the dyke. That gave the jostling crowd a good look at her blonde pussy from behind. Jazz had three fingers curled inside my daughter?s pussy, a claw working one lip and obviously a thumb trying to find the clit.

Mandy cried and groaned, but she kept up the nipple work. Jazz gasped and called out for somebody to get the bitch of her tits. Her girlfriend started to move forward, but was quickly restrained. Blood begin to drip freely from Jazz?s hand as it worked inside Mandy?s cunt, but the dyke was in serious nipple agony. Jazz cried out and the savage sex maul was over. Mandy remained undefeated in pain and endurance tests.

I enjoyed taking Jazz in the ass while her girlfriend cursed. I didn?t even pull out. I drove and drove until I squirted my load inside the dyke?s ass. Mandy laughed and congratulated me on a job well done.

The next drawing was unfortunate for both Jazz and Mandy. They were against each other again without any rest. This time it was a taped fist fight, punching only. The fight was to go over an endless number of three minute rounds. Knockdowns would be counted as penalties for punishment to be delivered at the end of each five round break. The first knockdown would give you one free tit punch, the second and so on. Each full ten seconds a girl stayed down added another free tit punch. The fight was to continue until one girl submitted or couldn?t stand for the next round. A submission or unable to stand would cost a final ten punches.

So it was the blonde cheerleader beauty queen against the tough looking dyke bitch. Both girl?s were tall and athletically thin at 5?9?? Jazz had 129 pounds of hard female flesh with her saved crotch, hard belly and 35 B 25 35 figure. Mandy was heavier in the tits and thinner in the body at 132 pounds and 35D 24 34. Jazz?s nipples were still weeping blood and lymph and she looked in agony. Mandy?s bloody thighs showed she had been hurt, but it didn?t seem to slow her mobility. Both girls? faces, tits, and bellies showed dark discoloration and bruising from the previous brutal endurance matches. One guy who really wanted a piece of my daughter bet $1000 on Jazz even though by now everyone figured Mandy to win. Mandy still fetched a sure thing bet of $700 again sitting a new cash bounty high.

Mandy missed a jab and paid for it early with a hard taped fist to her beautiful mouth. My girl?s head snapped back and her lower lip ruptured immediately to the cheers of the entire crowd. Jazz hammered a left into Mandy?s right eye and staggered my daughter. Mandy ducked under a haymaker right and drove upward into the pit of Jazz?s hard belly. As the punch hit and Jazz grunted, Mandy drove her head up into the girl?s chin. Jazz?s teeth clashed together and she staggered backwards. Her girlfriend called foul, but the promoter waved her off and said fists, elbows and head butts were all part of a taped fist fight, but no knees or feet were allowed.

Jazz blinked her eyes and hammered wild rights and lefts at my daughter?s head. Mandy blocked most but the flurry tattooed her cheeks and confused her. She ended up back in a corner of the room with the dyke digging low blows into her belly and trying to head butt her in revenge. Mandy weathered the storm and Jazz punched herself out.

Mandy grabbed Jazz and they wrestled on their feet, their hands taped closed into hard little fists. Mandy rolled Jazz against the wall and stepped out of the corner. Jazz missed a hard right. Mandy connected with a left over the dyke?s extended right arm. Mandy?s fist took Jazz on the bridge of the nose. Jazz staggered forward and grabbed hold of Mandy for support. Jazz?s nose spurted onto Mandy?s tanned shoulder. My girl spun and pushed causing Jazz to stagger. The dyke tripped on her own feet and went down. The promoter called it a knockdown and started counting. Jazz scrambled up before the ten second penalty count and retreated. The round ended with them both punching hard to the face and shoulders.

The second round started with both girls still sucking air into their lungs. Mandy?s hard fists penetrated the dyke?s facial guard again and again slowly turning the slap damage into hard fist damage. Both cheeks were soon fire engine red and badly swollen. Mandy?s upper lip caught torn with a glazing blow. She returned the favor with a brutal uppercut that connected to the point of the dyke?s chin. Jazz?s legs turned to rubber and she fell hard to her knees. Her mouth opened and three bloody teeth fell out. She wavered on her knees with blood spilling down her chin onto her tits and the dirty carpet below. She was still on her knees at the count of thirty giving Mandy five penalty punches for the uppercut?s success.

Jazz started to get up, choked on her blood and started puking on all fours. Her dyke girlfriend had had enough. Jazz quit the fight, the whole fight and escaped taking the tit punishment. Since my dick was not ready, Mandy decided to let the dyke bitch eat the cunt that Jazz had bloodied. Talk about your not exactly save sexual activity.

The fist fight settled two other issues as well. Zee broke Rosa?s spirit in ten rounds and the Mexican girl had to be carried to her card still unconscious. I have no idea what happened to her after that. Annisa similarly put the smallest girl out of the fight in eight rounds leaving the Japanese girl unconscious. We were down to three fighters, two black girls and Mandy.

The promoter announced the next round would be a round robin all in fight with the fists still taped. There would be no rules or stopping due to knockdowns. Fighting on the ground would continue without interruption. Two girls first fight for five minutes with no stopping. After which one of the two girls would then be chosen to fight on against the fresh girl for another five minutes. After that the rested girl would fight the girl who had sat out the first fight. The fights would continue on and on until one of the girls refused or was unable to fight on in the next round. Then the championship would be settled by a no rules catfight to knockout. From here on out the bidding and sex was out. This was pure brutality until only one teen hotel queen was crowned.


two be continued if you want

[FemWrstlFan]

Wow. Great story! Lots of excitement, a great variety of different girls and match types. Fantastic stuff. Yes, please continue with it! Thanks for sharing this one with us.

[Catwacher]

So it was written...

"So what the fuck, I was a pervert and bastard."

The word enjoyment doesn't begin to explain how much I like your writings. Please continue to touch the pervert trapped inside *this* bastard with the next part of this wicked tale!

A fan always...


Cat

[Jessikafights]

Please ... please .... PLEASE ... CONTINUE! [img]wink.gif[/img]

TEE HEE! As you say in the story ... you're not the only "perverted" one! ... [img]graemlins/wonder.gif[/img]

From a "bitch" to a "bastard" ... (wink & smile wickedly!) ... would LUVE to read more & see who comes out ON TOP eventually!


Meaow!
Jessie
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<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ October 01, 2004 02:05 AM: Message edited by: Jessikafights ]</font>