Brutal fight

NOTE: This is a particulalry violent story. Not for the weak-kneed or faint of heart. It's a little out of character for me.

It was a new world. The old world had just gradually transformed, no apocalypse, no nuclear disaster or the sun hitting the earth. The world and society had just evolved. Or maybe devolved was a better word. Organized society had broken down into little "fiefdoms." Men and women were generally separated, and each group kept a few of the opposite sex for reproduction and sport. There were far more women than men, the result of older wars, and greater deadly violence between men during the late 21st century.
The world was much warmer and attire had drastically changed. Puritanical attitudes so rampant in the United States in the 21st century had long been abandoned and in a world where the average daily temp was 100 and the average night time temp not much cooler, the attire of choice was essentially nothing. Fights between clans were common, but they weren't all out wars, but mostly moderate hand-to-hand combat which were ultimately settled when the heads or champions of the two warring factions settled the dispute in a one on one contest to the death. That's not to imply that these contests weren't violent, in fact they were brutal and routinely deadly, but at least only one person died as opposed to thousands.

Kara was in the process of showering after an afternoon of sex with one of her kept men when there was an urgent knock at the door to her suite. She had been the "Queen" (her choice of title) of this part of the world--it amounted to an area previously including the 21st century city of Charlotte, NC, for seven years, since she was 18 and had defeated the previous occupier. She lived in the "palace" which was an old converted hotel adjacent to an old school near the defunct airport, which was rarely used but still a vital commodity.
She was still sweaty and this made her annoyed, but she allowed the worried individual to enter.
A magnificent, platinum blonde woman entered, her skin taut, covered with several tattoos, her eyes thick with makeup and her well-defined but not overly muscled body sweaty from what was likely a run from her post. Her large breasts heaved as she gulped in deep breaths.
"My queen, " nodded Colby, one of Kara's scouts and one of her best fighters. "A scouting team has been murdered by an attack squad from Melissa Bainbridge's lands. This is the second time in as many days. "
"Are they attacking us?" Kara asked calmly, toweling off. She allowed a brief smile as she watched Colby eyeball her and then subtly rub herself between her legs. Kara knew that she was beautiful and enjoyed it when her subjects couldn't help but notice it too. With blonde wavy hair, crystal blue eyes and full red lips, Kara had always been attractive. When she was young, she was somewhat awkward, because she was very tall (5' 9") but as she reached full-blown puberty, she filled out, with big 38DD breasts, thick thighs and powerful arms and she had learned to use her seductive nature to enhance her natural beauty.
"No. Not yet, but I suspect soon." Colby replied, looking down after realizing that her queen had caught her pleasuring herself a bit.
"Good," Kara replied. " I want you to take Andrea and Tanya and sneak into their land. I want you to find either Shannon Thomas or Marguerite Sinclair and bring their tits to me. "
Colby nodded. "As you wish my mistress, may I ask, why Sinclair? I mean I know that she is beautiful, but she is not the champion that Shannon is or a warrior even."

"Because SInclair is Bainbridge's lover. It will hurt. Now, before you go, let's satisfy that urge in your pussy." The queen pressed her body to the young scout's and probed her mouth deeply with her tongue as her fingers slid deeply into the warm, wet space between the young woman's legs...

It was 3 days later when Colby and her team returned with the breasts from Shannon Thomas, the (now) former champion of Bainbridge's land. Colby had been injured in the battle but not too severely, and the queen was pleased. She now selected a different person ( a woman whom she cared little for ) to bring the breasts back to Melissa Bainbridge with the message that either she should issue a formal challenge or "stop fucking with my women."

It was two days later when Colby found the messenger almost lifeless, her breasts cut off and a huge phallus sticking out of her vagina. The tube contained the message, as was always the case. It simply said, "You've killed my champion, so it is you that I challenge. I will arrive in 4 days time. Be prepared for battle."

Colby slit the messenger's throat, putting her out of her misery and delivered the message to her Queen. The Queen seemed unaffected and certainly not surprised.

It was not a long 4 days. Bainbridge arrived with a large contingent, knowing that although respect and rules would imply that she would be safe, protection in another woman's land would still be prudent.

Melissa Bainbridge was not someone to be toyed with, Kara knew. Kara also knew that this day was coming at some point in the future regardless and because she felt that she was at her strongest, now would be as good of a time as any. Melissa's concubine had died in the throws of intercourse with Melissa, an accident which occurred frequently between rough women and their sperm donors. That was not the only reason why Bainbridge was here, to claim Kara's concubines. Kara watched as Melissa and her contingent entered the courtyard. Melissa was tall like Kara, maybe an inch taller though it was hard to tell since she was wearing battle boots--thigh high, six inch stiletto boots with a toe as pointed as the heel. She also carried a thick hard rubber dildo which was frequently used as a weapon in hand to hand combat. Her thick blonde hair was slicked back into a tight bun. She was completely naked other than the fingerless gloves that fighters wore, with the weighted, small metal studs on the knuckles. Kara was impressed by her body, big breasts that rivaled hers, the skin taut as if containing implants but Kara knew that they were real, and her body was covered in tattoos, as was Kara's. This was the tradition of the region. The second reason why Melissa was here was evident in the woman's physical appearance. Melissa had a large scar across her lower back and upper buttocks, the result of wound she had suffered gaining control of her lands from Kara's older sister. This was the other reason why Kara had expected this challenge some day and knew that today would be as good as any. Melissa's eyeliner was thick, as with all battle-ready women, accentuating her own blue eyes. Her lipstick was bright blue, matching the polish on her long nails and the color of her boots.
As Kara walked into the arena, essentially a mirror image of her foe, she breathed deeply. She knew that this was going to be a challenging battle win or lose. She walked over to Colby and Brittany Lewis. She whispered, "If I win, but am severely weakened, kill the bitch Sinclair and Donna Patterson--otherwise they will kill me."
"You will win, my lady." said Colby, faithfully.

The crowds were roaring with a frenzy as the two women met face to face on the battlefield. They were impressive opponents and appeared very evenly matched in size. The sole difference between the two was the specifics of their tattoos and their colors. Melissa was blue and Kara was silver.
The fight was instantaneous. The two women exchanged brutal blows immediately, with neither trying to block the other. Faces and breasts were punished until they locked up in a powerful upper body clinch, using their powerful legs and buttocks to strain against one another. They stumbled about the arena grunting and trying to gain an upper hand on their opponent. The high stiletto heels of the battle boots made their balance uneasy, but accentuated the musculature of their powerful legs as they struggled against one another. As they grappled for supremacy, Kara pulled her right arm free and unleashed powerful punches to Melissa's ribs and left breast, producing loud grunts from her foe. Melissa was strong, and battle hardened though, and using her upper body, "threw" Kara to the side, causing the big blonde to stumble as she stepped away from her foe. Melissa, cradled her left breast, which was showing signs of bruising but was quick and nimble, lashing out with her boot as Kara stumbled, the sharp stiletto heel puncturing deeply into Kara's lower left buttock/upper thigh and leaving a deep, bleeding wound. Kara shrieked, reacting instinctively by straightening up and reaching back.
As she did, Melissa grabbed her arm and the opposite shoulder from behind and drove a series of brutal knees into her lower back and buttocks, raking her thick claws across the front of her foe's chest and upper neck as she completed the assault and spinning Kara around. Kara was hurting as her powerful buttocks had been punished and the deep stiletto wound was continuing to bleed, the raking across her chest and neck also hurt. Despite this, she regained her battle stance as Melissa's powerful fist crashed perfectly into the middle of her chest, between her big breasts and sent her stumbling back two steps. She regained her composure in time to black a dangerous kick from the battle boot but was caught by a looping swing from the hard rubber dildo which crashed into the side of her head and sent her reeling to the ground. Her subjects screamed words of encouragement as she scrambled quickly to regain her footing, but Melissa was also quick and a powerful kick, without the sharp edges of the boot, landing squarely in her ribs on the right, flipping the queen over onto her back. On her back, scrambling crab-style, Kara tried to escape the onslaught of her foe but Bainbridge caught up to her and raised a foot to stomp another deep stiletto wound, this time into Kara's big, firm breast. The queen however, caught her enemy's foot and deflected it, the imbalance of the high heels working to her advantage. Bainbridge was now in a very vulnerable position, standing straddling her opponent, and Kara acted quickly two brutal punches shot up perfectly into her enemy's unprotected crotch, eliciting a groan from the woman and she brought her leg up in a right angled kick right at Melissa's belly. Bainbridge caught that leg and twisted viciously despite the pain in her crotch. Kara shrieked as her knee was torqued in a way it wasn't meant to go, but quickly brought her other leg to her chest and pressed out like one would on a leg press machine, driving her own stiletto deep into the inside of Melissa's left thigh, missing her intended target by only a few inches but still doing damage.
"Arrrrrghhhh!" Melissa wailed, stumbling away as blood rushed from the puncture wound. Kara got clumsily to her feet as Melissa turned to face her. The crowds were in an utter frenzy now as the two fighters, bathed in blood and sweat faced each other again. The bleeding in Kara's buttock had slowed a bit but now her knee was challenging her mobility even further. She moved cautiously but quickly towards Melissa who was a little hesitant as well, with the damage between her thighs. They crashed into one another though, despite the hesitance with a force that was audible. Their big breasts, sweaty and tender, slammed together and the flesh oozed from between them. Neither woman's big orbs yielded to the other as their nipples drove fiercely into the soft flesh of their opponent's breasts. They wrapped one another up at first in a mutual bear hug, but they quickly crashed to the ground, with Kara on top, demonstrating her advantage for the moment.

Kara sank her teeth into Melissa's shoulder, again producing an agonized wail from her foe as the two struggled to gain stability on top. Their legs were intertwined and spread wide, the two rubber dildos had been cast aside and their bodies ground into one another. Despite severe pain because it required her to flex her powerful buttocks which had been punctured and battered, Kara continuously pounded her pubic bone into Melissa's wounded pussy, receiving a satisfying grunt from her foe with each thrust. Melissa, trying to maneuver to gain control and to stop Kara's assault, sunk her teeth into Kara's left breast, which somehow found its way right in front of her mouth. She also brought her arms from behind Kara's back, over her shoulders and ripped her claws into Kara's face, using the leverage to pry her opponent's head and upper body away from her own.

Kara shrieked as she struggled against the brutality of her foe, her beautiful face being clawed violently. She retaliated by digging her own nails into Melissa's face, doing her own damage. In this position, she could no longer thrust at Melissa with her pelvis, instead having to settle on grinding, which did its own type of damage, but was hard on her own pussy at the same time.
Kara gradually felt herself losing ground to Melissa, despite being on top, either because of leverage or because her foe was simply stronger, her body was being pushed off of Melissa's. She could hear the words of encouragement being shouted to her as she lost ground, but no matter how hard she willed her body, she could not overcome Melissa's powerful arms. Finally, she yielded, rolling away and quickly gaining her feet. Melissa was equally quick to her feet. Both women were breathing extremely hard now though, their big breasts rising and falling in a rapid rhythm, sweat drenching their bodies mixed with fresh and dried blood all over. Kara saw Melissa's shredded face and knew that hers couldn't look any better. The only redemption was how swollen and tender Melissa's labia looked from the attack she had delivered. Kara knew that would have to be a target for her during the rest of the fight.

The two women circled one another warily. Each looked for an opportunity as their supporters screamed their encouragement. As they regained their composure and their stamina, they moved in towards one another. They smacked and clawed at each other, testing and setting their opponent. Occasionally one would do damage, nails tearing flesh in one spot or another. Suddenly, Melissa lunged for Kara, the big blonde queen though was prepared, and caught her foe's as they swung forward for an assault. Instead, due to Kara's defensive maneuver, their bodies once again crashed together, tumbling to the ground in a scramble for dominance nails tore at soft flesh, blood sprayed out from Kara's breast as her claws ripped deep welts in Melissa's scarred back. The two hellcats rolled over and over on top of each other, neither one able to gain the upper position and hold it. As they rolled though, somehow they got tangled and then separated, with the force slingshotting Melissa away from Kara. Melissa tumbled and gained her feet easily and Kara quickly moved to get to her feet, but unfortunately slipped. "Shit" she hissed as the crowd gasped, all knowing that a fall like that could be fatal in a fight of equals as the battle had been so far.
In this case, Kara was about to pay dearly for her stumble. As she tried to rise from her hands and knees, Melissa's body crashed into hers, knocking her again. The cat-like response of her nimble foe had allowed Melissa to capitalize on the unsteady ground on which the queen had fallen. It wasn't a pretty attack, but it knocked Kara to the ground and even more off balance allowing her big blonde enemy the chance to gain a better advantage. Melissa's big breasts shook as she moved deftly towards Kara's sprawled out body. Kara did not have a chance to defend herself as the kick from the sharpened boot drove deeply into her flank, leaving a jagged wound. Kara moaned and desperately tried to protect herself as Melissa drove her spiked heels into Kara's thighs and buttocks, leaving her almost unable to move, at least for the moment. The crowd wailed and screeched encouragement as their queen was brutally assaulted. Kara struggled and wailed her face a mask of agony as she was brutally damaged by her vicious foe. Through sheer will, Kara forced herself to her hands and knees, a desperate attempt to get into a position where she could fight back. Melissa though, was handily in control of the fight and grabbed Kara's tightly wound hair, yanking her head back with her left hand as she unloaded with the weighted glove of her right, repeatedly pounding Kara's face until bones crunched and masses of blood escaped from her nose and mouth. Kara's hands did little to protect her from the brutal pummeling. Many in the crowd, including Colby, began to weep openly as they witnessed the destruction of their beloved Queen. Melissa let go of her opponent's head and Kara collapsed to the ground, prostrate, unable to rise. Melissa walked over and grabbed one of the thick dildos, as the proud Queen struggled to her hands and knees, slipping in a pool of her own blood and then rising again to her hands and knees, desperately trying to move away from her dominant opponent. She wept, frustrated and desperate, perhaps even scared. Every inch required a will and an effort one thousand times what it produced and even as she moved, out of the corner of her eye, she saw her opponent approaching again, an evil sneer on her bloodied face.
If Kara had been able to generate the force, she likely would have begged for mercy, but her lungs could not produce the air and instead her dry, swollen and bloodied lips only moved silently. Fear was in her eyes as Melissa moved behind her. The kick was driven perfectly between Kara's legs, lifting her hips and knees off the ground. The pain was so severe that the women in the crowd wailed, drowning out Kara's own scream. Sobbing, Kara still refused to quit, and maintained herself on her hands and knees. Melissa, relishing in her complete victory and utter humiliation of the neighboring queen, punctured Kara's buttocks and thighs several more times with her battle boots. Kara's body now shook violently from the pain and anguish. Colby tried to run out to save her queen but was held back by her friends, who knew she would be swarmed and killed instantly if she interfered in the battle.

Kara looked over her shoulder as Melissa drove the thick, hard rubber cock straight into her damaged vagina. Her eyes went wide and she gasped involuntarily. She bucked as she was driven forward by the force of the penetration. Kara though, had some of the strongest vaginal muscles in all of the land and instinctively, she began to force the cock out of her body. Melissa took that as a further sign of Kara's continued defiance and refusal to submit and maneuvered to drive the cock deeper into her foe as a final show of her dominance. Kara whimpered, wishing that the bitch would just kill her. Unfortunately for her that was not what Melissa had in mind though. The big blonde gathered her strength and moved in to press the cock into Kara as hard as she could. As she did, Kara summoned all of her strength and delivered the most powerful double mule kick she had ever delivered--or at least she thought. The kick was actually very weak, but timed perfectly and took advantage of the force of Melissa's move towards Kara's bottom. Although she didn't aim there, she was actually aiming for Melissa's crotch, both of Kara's stilettos punctured Melissa's lower abdomen, driving deep into her belly.
The gut shot was devastating. Melissa shrieked and her eyes went wide. Instantly, the color drained from her face as she stumbled backwards, clutching the two deep punctures. Bright red blood gushed forth from one as the big blonde collapsed to the ground. In seconds, her body was lifeless.

The crowd was stunned. In fact an instant silence swept over the entire crowd until a pained wail pierced it. Colby and her team moved instantly as if awakened by the wail. It was effortless as they intercepted Donna Patterson moving to kill their Queen. Patterson was dead in seconds and the wailing Marguerite SInclair, despite being crippled by grief, was dead moments afterward. The remainder of Bainbridge's contingent grabbed their dead and left swiftly without issue. Colby moved quickly to find her queen, who was barely alive.



As she cradled her head, Colby was fairly sure she noted a smile...

Bravo.

BRUTAL IS BEAUTIFUL
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Great work!

Amazingly brutal, but exciting! :-)

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Originally Posted by Shindy

NOTE: This is a particulalry violent story. Not for the weak-kneed or faint of heart. It's a little out of character for me.

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If you feel the urge again to show us what a brilliant future lies ahead at the end of this century, please do it again. While the women involved have a fair chance of fighting back and are not mere punching-bags of gang assaults, you can throw any ammount of violence at me.

The writing of this is pretty good.

Un fin de semana estaba aburrido porque cancelaron un viaje que tenía planeado y me quedé en casa sin mucho que hacer. Empecé a navegar por internet buscando alguna página donde pasar el rato. Así fue como terminé leyendo sobre sweetyspin en un pequeño foro. Después de entrar noté que la página tiene varias promociones para quienes se registran y algunas ofertas interesantes que aparecen mientras usas el sitio. Además indican que el proyecto viene de España, algo que no esperaba pero me pareció buena señal. La web funciona bastante rápido y no se siente complicada de usar.