Jess vs Marta: Semi-Final

Today I found this JUICY story of my semi-final poll fight before my humiliating loss to that bitch Tammy in the final at the defunct Yahoo site, and which I seem to have forgotten to post earlier.

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Meaow!
Jessie

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JESS VS MARTA: SEMI-FINAL: Catfight Championships
by Carl at [email protected]

As usual, the arena was standing room only as the overflowing crowd awaited the first of the semi-final matches, Jess versus Marta. Jess, AKA Big Bad Jess, was the odds on favorite to move on to the championship match. She was, after all, the reigning Mature Champion, having defeated Ginny for the title, and turning the hapless old blonde into her personal bitch slave for a week. Just a week earlier Jess had destroyed the beautiful, sexy, Sammi Spade, out-fighting, and out-fucking the black beauty and turning her into her bitch slave as well. For two weeks this time. Jess had been thirty years older than Sammi, four inches taller and forty pounds heavier, and had demolished the ebony beauty. Tonight's difference was even more striking, four years older, not to mention eleven inches taller and 30 pounds heavier, it was little wonder she was favored to win tonight and to win it all.
But tonight she was not fighting an fat, boozy blonde like Ginny, or a tough, cocky, but overmatched black girl like Sammi. No, tonight she would be facing Marta. You don't get this far in a tournament by being a pushover, and Marta was far from being a pushover. Quite the opposite, actually. Jessika was not the only one walking over the competition. So was Marta, and not just walking over, but knocking down, stomping on, and thoroughly humiliating anyone who dared face her. Her first match of the tournament had been with Tina, whom she trounced in the mud pit. Thirteen years younger, Tina had been tossed and twisted all over that slime filled pit, force fed handfuls of mud, her big tits beat without mercy and aftere they were hosed off Marta pulled the beaten woman over her lap for ten long, painful, humiliating minutes of one of the fiercest spankings I have ever seen.
Tina got off easy. Earlier Olga had faced Marta, whom she thoroughly dominated in battle. Dominated and destroyed! Poor Olga was a sobbing wreck and Marta showed no mercy, covering the beaten brunette from head to toe with tar and feathers. Olga is still probably plucking feathers out of every crack and crevice. Marta has proven herself, her and around town, as a tough, fierce catfighter, afraid of no woman.......... At 44 years old, the redheaded beauty stands 5'3" tall and 135 pounds. Make that 135 fit pounds. She obviously spends much time at the gym, keeping herself in shape, and while she may not have matched Jess in size or stature, or bust size, her round, sweet ass and well toned arms showed she was up for the task.
This was to be a catfight/sexfight semi-final to see who would advance to the finals against either Tammy or Beth. A nude catfight/sexfight, and seeing Marta standing there wearing nothing but her bush and a "don't fuck with me" scowl on her face I could not help but admire her. That mean, bitchy smile did not do justice to her pretty face, and I had to admire her pride, her courage and determination. That didn't make my wife Marj any too happy, but then again she wasn't the one who faced the near-impossible task of defeating the reigning Mature Champion Jess. She had tried and been destroyed. I wondered how Marta would fare? I had heard that she readily accepted the challenge, but drew the line at a slave match, settling instead for the condition that the loser would be forced into a dog collar and leash and taken for a walk through town. I really can't blame her for not being willing to wager a week or two of slavery. Seeing what Jess had done to Ginny and Sammi was enough to make any woman think twice about that.
The familiar tones of "Rule Britannnia" filled the arena as the reigning champiom, wearing a gold, jewel encrusted crown, made her usual grand entrance, this time sitting crossed-legged as she rode her champion mare, Sammi, side-saddle into the arena. Sammi was straining under the weight, the bit clamped between her teeth, but any time she slowed Jess used the riding crop she was weilding. From the look of Sammi's ass I would say she used it quite a bit, since Sammi's sweet buns were covered with big, red welts, and I cold see the marks left on the black girl's haunches from the spurs Jess used during her prize-winning ride. I don't believe that Jess normally rides side-saddle, since it takes away from the erotic, stimulating mothins of her pony on her pussy, but today she rode in in the posture of the reigning Queen.
All in all, it appeared that Jess was treating her new slave much nicer than Ginny, the last one. She led Sammi to the front row and actually allowed her slave to sit in her seat in the front row. Of course, Sammi still bit down on the bit in her mouth, but at least she was allowed to sit in a chair, not kneel on the floor, drooling like a dog. Jess pulled the bit from her slave's mouth, yanked back on her hair and when Sammi's mouth opened Jess pressed her lips against Sammi's lips, probing her mouth with a long, deep, soulful kiss. Jess slid her other hand down her slave's tummy, through her short, kinky curls and slid two fingers into the black girl's wet pussy. Sammi went weak in the knees as her Mistress brought her off, and as Jess pushed her down into the seat Sammi offered no resistance and sat there glassy eyed as Jess shoved the bit back into her mouth, then stuck the two pussy probing fingers into her own mouth. Sammi pulled hte fingers from her mouth, smacking her lips.
"You Yank girls sure are 'finger licking good'," she laughed, then bounded into the ring, leaping over the top rope.
Marta seemed annoyed at the big woman's showing off, and the grimace on her face became even more rigid. She watched, hands on her hips, as Jess removed her robe and placed the large bag she wore on her shoulder, along with her champion's belt and her crown, in her corner. Jess turned to face her opponent and the contrast was simply striking.
Jessika, AKA Jess, Jessie, really lived up to her nom de plume of Big Bad Jess. Six feet tall, 165 pounds, with large, 36C breasts, a plump, round ass and a neatly trimmed twat, wrinkling the toes of her size nine feet, stretching her mile high legs, she was nothing short of awesome. Her arms and legs looked so strong and powerful, not only looked it but were so strong and powerful. More than one woman had learned that the hard way, starting with my own beautiful wife Marj, who had been beaten, broken and bitch-fucked by the big beauty, left bound and gagged and hanging from the ceiling of a jail cell with a dildo stuffed up her ass. Martha, no slouch herself, unlike my wimpy wife, had been utterly destroyed in her semi-final, as had Ginny. Ginny had not only been beaten and broken, but bitch-fucked in front of the entire club membership before being turned into a slut slave for a week. Then young, tough Sammi jhad learened what it meant to face Jess, out-fought and out-fucked by the amazing Amazon and turned into a bitch slave for two weeks. Little wonder Marta had drawn the line at that challenge.
Looking at the two women the contrast between Big Bad Jess and Marta was nothing short of incredible. They didn't stand eye to eye as much as they stood eye to nipple. If it weren't for the fact that Marta obviously had the face, not to mention boobs and buns, of a woman they would have looked like a mother and daughter. Put them in clothes and it could be mother Jess taking her little girl Marta to her first day at school.
Of course, Marta did not see it this way, because when the bell rang she ran straight at the big girl, determined to show her who was boss.
That was probably not a good idea, because Jess wrapped her arms around the smaller woman, lifting her right off her feet, crushing her with her big, powerful arms. The pain was evident on Marta's face as Jess tightened her bear hug. Each subsequent jerk of her arms and the breath was being crushed out of little Marta. With every jerk of the big woman's arms Marta's back arched, legs, which were several inches off the mat, kicking weakly, her ams pinned to her sides. With a grunt of exertion from the big girl, which was almost drowned out by the groan of pain from Marta, and a very loud 'crack" sound, Jess clamped her bear hug even tighter before releasing it completely.
Marta dropped to the mat, falling to her hands and knees, gasping for air. Jess stepped foward and clamped her legs around the smaller woman's head, wrapped her arms around her body and lifted Marta into the air. I had seen this move before, Jess had used it on my own wife. Marta's neck was being stretched, her head was being crushed by those thick, powerful thighs, and Jess was squeezing what lillte air she had out of her belly with her strong arms. She had really humiliated Marj when she had her in this position, but Jess obviously had more respect for Marta as an opponent than she had my wife. Instead of probing her victim's pussy and making jokes Jess dropped to her knees, pile-driving Marta into the mat.
The sight of it was incredible. I know that the mat absorbed some of the impact, but the way Marta's body flopped to the mat, limp and lifeless, was shocking. She just laid there, limp and unmoving, as Jess rose to her feet and began strutting around the ring. Jess danced around all four sides of the ring, and Marta didn't move a muscle the entire time. This looked to be the shortest fight in league history.
The crowd was cheering Jess, and booing Marta, as the big girl rolled the limp, unmoving redhead over onto her back and straddled her face, facing Marta's feet with her ass hovering above the beaten woman's head. Jess was savoring the taste of victory when Marta proved herself to be anything but limp and unmoving as she threw her legs up and wrapped them around the big woman's head. The move caught the crowd by surprise and a loud roar went up. It caught the crowd by surprise, but no one more than Jess, whose arms went flying as Marta used her own strong, powerful legs to bring the big girl sprawling down on top of her. Marta quickly wrapped her arms around Jess's thighs, closing them tight before the big woman could have an opportunity to put the same hold on her.
Jess was on top, in the "superior" position, but was anything but in control. She tried using her arms to push her body up, but Marta used her legs to bring her down each time, and each time she managed to get her legs an inch or two apart Marta pulled them shut with her arms. Marta may have been on the bottom, but she was in control. Sort of. Jess could not get loose, and was trapped in this position, but Marta was equally trapped, because if she loosened the grip with either her arms or legs Jess would be able to break free. Both women were trapped.
They rolled back and forth several times, but Jess could not break free and Marta struggled to hold this larger woman. Marta was spending a tremendous amount of energy in trying to hold onto the big woman, and Jess tried everyting she could think of. Marta's strong thighs muscles bulged from the strain and were clamped so tightly around Jess's head that the larger woman could not get her fingers in to pry her head loose. She also could not get her arms back to try and get her legs loose and could never get her thighs more than an inch or two apart before Marta pulled them shut again.
"Give up, bitch!" Marta demanded, her words slightly muffled as she spoke through clenched teeth, and the fact that Jess's body was pressed tightly against her own body.
Jess punched Marta in the ribs, then in the thighs, and each smack of her flesh brought a grunt from the smaller woman, and a loosening of her grip, but not enough for Jess to break free. Marta managed to get on top and stay there, grunting from the exertion of holding the big woman in her clutches. Jess began clawing at Marta's ass, digging the nails of her left hand deep in her ass cheek, spreading it and gouging her asshole with the fingers of her right hand.
That did the trick.
Marta screamed, her thighs loosening and Jess, still gouging the redhead's asshole wit her right hand, began scratching at her pussy with her left. Marta had no choice but to break th hold to save her nether regions. Jess rolled to her knees, rubbing her neck, an angry scowl on her face.
"You'll pay for that, cunt," Jess sneered, rising to her feet.
Marta was breathing heavy and tried to get to her feet, but her legs were a little weak from squeezing and she fell to one knee. Jess moved foward and began to drag her to her feet by the hair. Marta punched the big woman in the belly, left, right, and Jess let out a grunt with each punch, but didn't stop. She lifted Marta to her feet and Marta reached up and began clawing at Jess's big tits. Jess didn't seem to notice and wrapped her hands around Marta's neck and lifted the redhead off her feet. Marta's eyes bulged and her tongue was hanging out and she tried to pry Jess's hands from around her throat. There was at least eighteen inches of air between her feet and the floor and her legs kicked wildly.
Holding her opponent's 135 pound body high in the air, choking her, appeared to be effortless to Jess. Marta slapped at her arms and tried to claw her opponent's face and tits, but Jess's arms were so much longer all Marta could grasp was air. Jess was laughing as she threw Marta across the ring, seemingly without any exertion at all, flinging her opponent into the ropes.
Marta hit the ropes sideways, stretching them out before she was flung back into the ring. She collapsed to the mat, both hands around her throat, gasping and choking. Jess grabbed the weakened, smaller woman by the hair with her left hand and held her up by it and began slapping Marta's face back and forth with her right. Still holding her up by the hair Jess punched Marta in the face several times, raked her claws across her tit, then shoved her hand between Marta's legs, sticking two fingers in her pussy. Jess grabbed Marta around the throat with her left hand and using that, and her pussy claw, lifted the tiny woman off her feet and high above her head.
Marta's squirming body was helpless, her arms and legs flailing wildly as Jess paraded her around the ring like that. Jess showed her opponent off to each side of the corwd, then slammed the smaller woman to the mat. Marta slammed down hard, flat on her back, spread eagle, and had not even finished bouncing when Jess brought her ass, and all 165 pounds, crashing down onto Marta's belly. Marta's eyes and tongue damn near popped out of her head, and she was helpless as Jess easily pinned her arms to her sides as she bounced up and down on Marta's belly. Jess reached down and began clawing Marta's tits. Marta kicked her legs, but she was weak from the previous exertion, and the beating she was taking, and Jess easily caught each leg and tucked them neatly under her arms before going back to mauling Marta's tits.
Marta was screaming like a banshee, and when she wasn't screaming her head off she was crying like a baby. Marta was pinned beneath the older, larger woman, arms glued to her sides, legs high in the air, her body painfully bent in two. There was absolutely nothing Marta could do but scream, squirm and take it.
Jess stopped mangling her tits, which were now quite red and swollen and covered with scratches, and began slapping and clawing Marta's face. Marta was sweating buckets, her hair was flying every which way from being pulled, her mouth and nose were bloody, and a large, dark bruise was forming under her rapidly swelling left eye. Jess began punching Marta's tits and face and I couldn't help but pity little Marta.
I didn't think she could take much more of this. Apparently, neither did Jess. She stopped her attack and took Marta's hands and pinned them under her knees as she moved foward, Marta's legs still trapped under her knees. Marta was bent even more painfully in a ball as Jess moved foward and straddled her face, hovering her dripping wet pussy inches above her opponent's bruised, battered and teary eyed face.
Weak, helpless and totally trapped, and completely unable to do anything about it, Marta obviously sensed the helplessness of her position.
"No more..please..I gi..." she whimpered.
Jess cut her off by plopping her sopping wet pussy down on her face. Any protest or surrender was now lost under that sopping, soaking, dripping wet pussy that Jess rubbed all over her face. I watched poor Marta's nose disappear into Jess's hot box, and she squirmed furiously, but she was completely trapped. Marta's squirms and struggles grew weaker and weaker as Big Bad Jess used the poor woman's face as her personal fuck toy and brought herself off. Trapped, smothered and now drowning in the Champion's copious love juice Marta was limp as a rag doll by the time Jess's orgasm subsided.
Jess lifted her pussy from the beaten bitch's face and released her legs, which crashed heavily to the mat and lay there, twitching as the blood rushed back into her muscles. Marta was conscious, but too weak and helpless to do anything but moan as Jess reversed position, straddling her face again, only now she was facing her feet. Jess slowly lowered herself down, rubbing her cunt and ass in Marta's face, lifting it up, then doing it again.
Marta was spread eagle and she I could see her arms and legs struggling to move, but she was too weak to even do that. Her sobs and screams, muffled under Jess's ass, could clearly be hear, but other than that there was nothing that she could do. Jess sat up and laughed at her helpless opponent.
"Marta, I think you're such an asshole for daring to challenge me," she laughed, grabbing hold of the smaller woman's nipples and stretching her tits out. "I think you are going to have to pay for that. And pay dearly!"
Marta was too weak to even scream. All she could do was sob and whimper.
"well, Asshole, meet my asshole," Jess laughed as she reached back, spread her ass cheeks and sat back full on Marta's sobbing face. She wiggled her hips, rubbing her ass in Marta's face, until Marta's nose disappeared up her butthole. She began slapping Marta's tits, then slamming punches into Marta's belly, obviously enjoying the hot breath that was slammed out of Marta, and sent up her own cunt and ass. After working over her tits and belly for a while, and continuing to sit on the beaten bitch's face, Jess began tugging on Marta's curly cunt hairs, puling and tugging, stretching out her the skin of Marta's crotch before finally yanking her pussy hair out by the handful. Jess was clearly having a ball, yanking out Marta's cunt hair, and soon the floor of the ring was littered with short, kinky cunt hair, joing the longer strands from Marta's head that already been ripped out.
Finally Jess rose, leaving her sweaty, battered fow laying there in the middle of the ring. She went over to her corner, and her bag, and reached inside it. By the time she returned MArt had garnered enough strength to curl into a ball, holding her face in her hands, weeping pitifully. Jess walked over to her already beaten opponet carrying a double-headed pink dildo, slapping it against her thigh as she walked. She kicked Marta over onto her back, pulled her into a sitting position and Marta's eyes opened wide and she began bawling and blubbering as she stared at the eighteen inch monstrosity Jess was brandishing.
"Please," Marta wailed,"you beat me. I give up. You win."
Jess responded by whacking her across the face with the dildo, then reached between her own legs with her left hand to spread her pussy and began inserting the dildo in her pussy with her right. She had a good six inches up her pussy, the rest hanging down like a cock, as she pulled Marta up to her knees by the hair and pushed the other end of the dildo into her open mouth.
"I kicked your ass in the catfight," Jess laughed, pushing the rubber cock in and out of Marta's mouth using just her hips,"but now we're gonna sexfight!"
Jess was undefeated in catfights, and she was undefeated in sexfights as well. She is big and powerful, and not just in her arms and legs. Marj confessed ro me that when Jess beat her up and made my wife eat her pussy that she had felt the power of her pussy muscles. Jess had full control of them and when Marj had her tongue buried deep in her snatch Jess had tightened her cunt muscles and Marj said she thought she was going to rip her tongue from her mouth. I believed her, especially after seeing the way Jess's pussy held that dildo in place better than any harness could.
Jess pulled the dildo out of Marta's mouth, then sat between the redhead's spread legs and pushed the other end into Marta's pussy. Marta gasped, then cried, but was too weak to do anything else. Once Jess had an equal amount of the two-headed dildo in Marta's pussy she leaned back. There was six inches of thick rubber shaft between the two women, now it was up to their pussies to battle it out, forcing the most up her opponent's snatch and making her cum.
Marta tried, but every time she tried to push more into Jess' twat Jess forced more of it into the redhead's snatch. Jess had a wicked, evil smile on her face the entire time, but Marta could only grunt and gasp as Jess dominatedher in the sexfight, just as she had in the catfight. Gasping, groaning and crying Marta fell back, her back arched, as Jess used the powerful muscles of her pussy to hold the dildo in place and fuck her helpless opponent. Of course, arching her back only gave Jess better access to her pussy. Jess was in complete control and it was not long before Marta was gasping and grunting and screaming as Jess fucked her to orgasm.
Marta went limp, laying there spread eagle as Jess continued to fuck her helpless cunt. Marta was conscious, but unable to move, and could only lay there as Jess continued to humiliate her. Jess finally stopped, and as she pulled her hips back she released her pussy muscles, leaving the dildo stuffed up Marta's snatch. She grabbed Marta by the ankles and pulled her legs into the air, the dildo sticking straight up, and impaled herself on it.
"You came, now it's my turn!" Jess cooed, bouncing herself up and down on the thick rubber cock. Thus bouncing up and down Jess rode that rubber cock until she had an orgasm of her own. I'm sure each time she dropped down the dilso went deeper into Marta's pussy, but there was absolutely nothing the beaten, exhausted, and humiliated Marta could do about it. When she finally came Jess dropped Marta's legs to the mat, then straddled the whipped woman's face, grabbing her hair and pulling Marta's face up into her pussy. She made Marta lick her pussy clean.
Marta, as so many had before her, meekly slid her tongue out and beagn to lick the pussy of the victorious Jessika. She had no choice. Jess did not make any threats. She didn't have to. Jess had destroyed Marta in battle, then fucked her red and raw. Marta did not need any more prodding to make her obey. Jess forced her to lick her to orgasm, then lick her clean, then spun around so Marta could go to work on her asshole. Once again Marta meekly obeyed, running her tongue uup and down the crack of Jess's ass before pressing her lips against her conqueror's dirty backdoor and licking her clean there as well. Jess had another orgasm, then made Martas lick her pussy clean before finally rising off the thoroughly beaten and humiliated Marta.
Jess accepted the studded dog collar and leash handed to her as prize for her lastest victory while Marta laid there, softly sobbing, that big pink dildo still sticking out of her pussy. Jess walked over to her and dragged the wimpering bitch up to her knees by the hair and attached the dog collar around her neck. Marta offered no resistance and sat there beaten and exhausted. Jess loooked down at her and had a curious expression on her face.
"Hmm, you pant like a puppy, you whimper like a puppy, but something's missing," Jess said, walking around her humiliated victim. "U know what it is. You have a collar like a dog, but you need a tail to wag."
Jess dropped to her knees behind Marta and pulled the dildo from her pussy, then shoved it up her ass. Twisting and pushing Jess worked it in, inch by inch, while Marta sobbed and screamed for mercy. Jess stuffed a good twelve inches up the loser's butt then stood up, laughing.
"There, now you have a tail to wag while we go for a walk," The victorious Jess beamed.
She then attached the leach to the collar around Marta's neck and led her from the ring for her long walk downtown. Jess made no bones about the fact that she wanted to go to the TKO club and check out her competition.
"Let's go see this big-titted bitch Tammy everyone keeps talking about," she said.
My God! That had to be twenty-five or thirty blocks downtown to the TKO club, right down Main Street. Thirty blocks on her hands and knees, which was just as well because I doubt Marta could have walked that distance after what Jess had done to her. With every step she took her "tail" wiggled back and forth and up and down.
I have to say, it was quite a sight, seeing Jess lead that procession downtown. Preceeded by her "bitch", the defeated and humiliated Marta, and closely followed by her bitch-in-training, for another week at least, Sammi. At least Sammi got to make the trip on her feet, led along by the reins of her bridle. The rest of the members followed, laughing at poor Marta. Once again a member of the club was forced to make that long walk down Main Street, naked, and suffer the laughs and taunts of the poeple on the streets. I'm sure more than one person on the street recognized poor Marta, but not until a second or third glance. It took more than one look for the sight of Marta trodding down the street, not proud and fearless, as they were used to seeing, but down on her hands and knees, a helpless, humiliated and very beaten bitch.
More than one member gasped and commented on the treatment Marta was suffering. But no one dared interfere. She had accepted the wager and lost, but, more than that, no one wanted to cross Big Bad Jess.
After watching her destroy the latest in a long line of victims I could understand why.