The Club Historical- Barnyard Grudge Match

WARNING: This is an extreme fantasy with absolutely no founding in reality. If extremish violence and/or fatal-finish combat disturb you then do not read further, seriously.

***During Darcie's initiation match I wrote about Katty, the celebrity that got famous playing a Club Member, I decided to maybe write out some of that Member's matches, in lieu of any movies ever being made.***

Years before her life's events were made into a string of successful movies. Club Member Katie was just another busty blonde killer, making her way up the ranks.

While tonight's private fight would later be immortalized as the fifth movie about her life. To her it was a matter of life and death.

For the previous six months Katie has had an ongoing rivalry with a brunette fighter that began with Katie ambushing the woman and stealing her boyfriend. Over the next while they've met up again a dozen times, getting progressively more brutal with each fight.

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Katie: The blonde bombshell, Katie has made several upset victories in her short time as a Member, swiftly making her a Club favourite. Making a habit of stealing boyfriends, Katie is getting used to ending grudges the violent way. Having been almost murdered in a standard match only three nights ago, she is fully prepared to end another grudge tonight.
Fun Fact: While the first nine fights with her opponent were a back and forth, Katie has lost the last three matches. Only surviving the last due to the ref stopping the brunette from choking her to death with the ropes.

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Allison: A brunette fighter with murder on her mind. Allison's first meeting with Katie was when the blonde ambushed her not even an hour after she'd barely won a brutal boxing match. Winning a second, more fair, match, Allison was ready to issue a death challenge, only to be humiliated in another private match as soon as the blonde had recovered. Winning every second match, Allison was nervous about a deathmatch until now, having beaten Katie three times in a row (and only just being prevented from murdering the blonde in front of a full crowd). Not normally afraid of dying, Allison only fears being killed by Katie specifically, someone she hates among all others.
Fun Fact: Nearly choking Katie to death with the tallest ring rope was the greatest turn-on Allison has ever felt. She has watched a close-up of that moment several times a day for the past week.

Katie was still in the hospital when she got Allison's challenge. All it contained was a location and time, a week hence, and the number 50,000. The amount each woman agreed to bring, in cash, to the location. A standard set up, unable to be traced back to Allison if ever found. Even with the Club costs of her dental work, chest surgeries and friction burns, Katie could easily covered that amount (Killing veterans had given her sums she had yet to be able to spend).

Wearing the same black lingerie bottoms and leggings she'd worn when first assaulting Allison and stealing her man, Katie fearlessly approached the chosen "venue." A barn in an abandoned sector of town. Nobody would find a body hidden here for a long time.

Walking through the open barn door though, Katie's nerve was definitely tested. Finding an already topless Allison waiting at the far end with a bag full of money didn't surprise her. The cameras set up all around were expected, as was the tan fighting mat all across the floor. What bothered her was that, hanging from the rafters, was a thick roped noose.

Barely four feet off the ground, the noose had an fairly obvious hoist beside it. Katie had no doubt that Allison's plan was to savour every inch of dragging her into the air.

"What's wrong blondie? Afraid of getting choked again? It's not too late to run away you know." Allison had been waiting for this moment for a week now. The look of fear on the blonde's features as she saw the hanging rope. She planned on Katie still being fully conscious as she was lifted into the rafters.

Katie shook off the instinctive fear, if she didn't lose it wouldn't be a problem. Instead of fleeing, she slowly removed her jacket, knowing the cameras were already rolling. "Oh please, bitch. I've only been waiting for this fight for months. I wondered how many matches I'd have to let you win." It was a bluff, but Katie wanted to hear it said out loud, it washed away any doubts she had of tonight's outcome.

"Bullshit! You only wish you threw those matches, whore!" Without any further preamble, Allison charged (dodging past the noose as she went). She didn't believe for a moment that the weeping blonde she'd beaten, choked and stomped unconscious was faking.

Katie barely got five feet onto the tan fighting mat before Allison sprinted into her at full speed. The brunette's shoulder smashed directly between her tits as they both hurled to the ground. Katie smashed to her back as Allison rolled across the dirt floor, off mat.

The snarling brunette expertly rolled as she skidded across the uncovered floor, scratching her arm was worth it for the powerful blow to the hated blonde. Reversing almost instantly, she dove back at her rival, who was already on her knees.

Katie's tits hurt like hell, but she prepared herself quickly even so. Falling backwards as Allison charged fist first into her, she kicked out with a strong leg, catching the moving brunette in the mid section.

Rolling across the mat, Allison grabbed Katie by the hair, yanking the blonde's head backwards with a sharp tug. She took an additional punch to the belly in return for getting a good kick right to the busty bombshell's large right nipple.

Screaming, "Let go of my hair, slut!" Katie swung a fist right down on Allison's wrist, breaking her hold with a heavy thud. Getting back to her knees, protecting her injured breast, the blonde advanced on the brunette, who backed away snarling at her.

Allison managed to crawl away fast enough to get her knees under herself. Meeting Katie right under the noose she threw all her hatred into a flurry of blows aimed mostly at the already injured chest. While she'd hit wherever she could, knocking the wind from the blonde might give her a second to feed her head through the rope.

Katie retaliated in kind. The blonde was no newcomer to brawls and gave as good as she got if not better. Slamming her fists down into the already bruising gut or high into that dolled up face. A heavy slap across her own face took her by complete surprise, apparently Allison, the cheating bitch, wore a ring that was edged on the inside. It cut her right beside the eye.

Blinded momentarily by Allison's secret tactic, the blonde had no chance to block as the laughing brunette grabbed her by the shoulder and delivered a full power straight punch to her chin. Allison's panties got wet from the sound of the bombshell's teeth snapping together as her head rocked back.

Grabbing Katie by the hair, Allison shot straight up, grabbing the noose with one hand she looped it around the blonde's neck with well-practised ease. She reached for the tightening rope, one pull and the much celebrated bombshell would be trapped for good.

Katie, in fear induced adrenaline mode, brought her knee powering up into the unprepared woman's ribs. As Allison stepped backwards, trying to suck in air, the blonde frantically tried to get the half-tight noose off. Failing to get it around her chin, she watched in horror as Allison turned to run for the hoist.

Originally it had been Allison's plan to pull Katie into the air, hand over hand. But with the blonde having a chance at getting out (she couldn't slacken off the noose, it would take several minutes to reset) she made a break for the mechanical wheel that could lift the blonde up in a second. She'd retrofitted it from a hay-hauler for just this kind of emergency.

Allison's scream would be audible for miles as strong legs gripped her by the throat, not that there was anyone to hear it. Fully stretched out, Katie had her hands bracing her own neck as she nabbed the fleeing brunette.

Yanking backwards with strong legs, Katie twisted the brunette around completely by accident. Face to face, in any other situation the sight of Allison's terrified face between her thighs would be the ultimate view.

Taking one hand off the noose, Katie pounded it into the brunette's perfectly made-up eye. Excited by the gasped whimper Allison made, she hit her again and again, getting more turned on as the woman's face turned red, then purple.

Allison, forced to her knees, supported Katie's weight as the blonde brutalized her face. She punched and scratched ineffectively at the the black-clothed ass, peeling down a legging as she desperately flailed at the laughing blonde.

Spittle and blood filled Allison's mouth as she finally passed out. Allowing Katie the necessary time to remove herself from the noose. When she fell she landed directly on top of the unconscious rival.

Laughing uncontrollably, Katie stripped the panties from her unconscious foe. Throwing them to the side she grabbed an ankle in each hand and hauled the brunette upside down. With the noose half-tightened he'd have had trouble shoving another head through it, but a pair of feet went through just fine. Katie yanked on the tightening end with all her weight, maybe if Allison shattered her feet she could slip out.

Allison woke slowly, a pounding headache and vertigo keeping her from getting her bearings right away. When her eyes did focus it was only just in time to see the Katie's leg arcing toward's her stretched out stomach.

Katie treated the suspended woman as a punching bag, trying out her otherwise untrained kick-boxing techniques on those soft tits and purpled belly. Only getting more and more excited she started punching the exposed pussy as hard as she could. She wished Allison's legs could be spread for maximum damage, but this was good too.

After several minutes of punishment, Katie's chest was heaving with excitement, just beating the defeated woman wasn't enough. Gripping brown hair, Katie lifted the limp and weeping Allison up to look her in the eye. "It's too late to run away, bitch."

Katie's signature finish was the Club classic titsmother, she felt now was an appropriate time to use it. Pulling the barely conscious brunette into her cleavage, she moaned with pleasure. Holding Allison still with one hand, she snaked her other hand up to dig nails into the dying woman's bruised and bloody cunt.

Gushing in her panties as she felt Allison's body shudder it's last, she laughed as piss soaked down the brunette's hanging body. Casually walking over the the hoist she hauled the dead woman into the rafters, where she could see a camera pointed straight at it, a fitting final shot before she removed the video from a laptop off to the side.

Finding Allison's cell phone next to the computer she giggled at the fact that the brunette's display was one of the dead woman's victory photos from several months ago. She found that right before she'd gotten there, Allison had been texting her man about a "surprise photo" she'd be sending soon.

Picking up her bags of cash and trophy panties, Katie took a final picture of the dangling brunette above.

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Standing outside the apartment belonging to the man she'd warred so hard to get, Katie sent the photo of Allison from the brunette's own phone. Waiting thirty seconds, she opened the door and walked in, keeping her jacket open to expose her still blood covered chest. Walking up to her surprised lover, who had his phone in hand she pushed up against him purring, "Want to watch a video I just made?"