The Club- Rainy Day Surprise Fight (Part One)

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.

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Summer: Inside the Club, Summer is known for her boxing skills, introduced as the "Busty Brawler" in her frequent matches. Outside the Club she is perhaps less known (but more infamous) as a former underground fighting champ, having honed her boxing skills beating opponents to death in illegal matches. Still preferring the unpredictability of illegal deathmatches, Summer rarely kills in the ring, saving her murderous skills for private fights.
Fun Fact: Every couple months, Summer slips back to the illegal deathmatch circuit. She has to wear a full mask to preserve anonymity, many Club Members watch those matches and would turn her in before she was even done celebrating (everyone still knows it's her, but with no definitive proof the accusation would go nowhere, if not turn back on the accuser).

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Chanel: Lovable newcomer Chanel, having been with the Club for several months, the petite brunette has already endeared herself to the general membership. Aside from her initial fight (Killing a longtime blonde enemy in an otherwise uncharacteristic brutal cage match) Chanel has not entered into a single deathmatch. Her antiquated sense of fairness, and tendency to completely spare opponents that beg for mercy of knockout or slavery keeps her respected in the ring, and her notable talents in the bedroom (often consensually fucking her defeated opponents) give her few enemies to speak of. Unknown to most, she often takes part in vindictive and brutal private fights. Many a fighter has disappeared because of her, not even male members have witnessed this side of her though.
Fun Fact: Chanel trains to one day challenge a dangerous fighter named Brandi. She hopes to take the brunette's place in a threeway relationship. They have sparred together five times now, Chanel always purposefully loses, but learns much.

It had been raining for a straight week, as such, with everyone holed up inside, private fights had only gotten more common. Most venues stayed the same except for the Brothel and the Floating ring. The Brothel was filled to capacity every night while the Poolside ring had only seen two matches.

Longtime member Erik had been patron to at least one private match a day (Two of which saw only one fighter leaving alive). His fortieth floor apartment had always been a popular one-night stand venue, but with the weather he rarely even had to go to the bar to pick up sluts looking for cock. Living in a Club apartment complex meant they were almost always ready to fight for it too.

Erik had had his eye on Chanel for a while, seeing her in the main atrium he'd made his move. Just like he'd envisioned, the red hot brunette was excitedly going down on him in his main room within minutes. She slowly stripped herself without missing a beat. Expertly flicking her tongue down the entire length of his shaft.

Although he wasn't expecting it, Erik was in no way surprised when Summer burst through his unlocked door, but he wished he'd had a chance to finish in Chanel's hot little mouth. This wasn't the first time this week that the busty brunette, who lived just down the hall, had entered that way.

Five days before, Summer had burst in while he was fucking a redheaded fighter who'd just fought a private match over him. Easily knocking out the exhausted woman, Summer had used Erik all night long. Then, two days later, both women showed up at his door for a rematch. Summer stomped the unfortunate redhead to death before taking him once again as a trophy. Now she was back, looking for at a brand new opponent.

Chanel, naked except for her white silk panties and knee high socks, stood up ever so slowly, letting Erik's rock hard cock caress her cleavage and taut stomach. Showing no hint of fear or even surprise, the horny brunette turned to meet her surprise foe.

Summer had clearly come here expecting a fight. She was wearing a stretchy see-through top that Erik knew she would use as a noose if she got the chance, the material would stretch without snapping easily. She stood just inside the doorway, large chest heaving with excitement. She kicked the door closed and charged forward, no threats, introductions or combat agreements.

Erik barely managed to jump back before the two brunettes locked up, Summer stopping her charge to assume a more traditional boxers stance. Chanel calmly mimicked her, and even scored the first blow, a light jab to the bustier brunette's chin.

Summer's retaliation was a crushing blow right up into Chanel's ribs. The small brunette finally showed something other than minor amusement, gasping in pain as the air was blasted from her lungs.

Chanel's knee came up unexpectedly, catching the grinning Summer right in her already excited cunt. Her typical smile had vanished into a mask of cold fury Erik had never seen before.

When Summer pitched forward in pain Chanel roughly grabbed her by the shoulder and shoved her back to standing strait. The busty brunette was fully spun around by the strength of the right-hook Chanel delivered to the side of her jaw.

Chanel grabbed her opponent by the shoulders again, bringing her knee up as hard as she could right between the stunned brunette's ass cheeks. As Summer's legs buckled Chanel planted one more blow to the same spot, launching the woman forward onto her massive tits.

Erik had always been a fan of the more violent venues, seeing Chanel go at Summer like this only made him harder. When Chanel stabbed her heel directly into the intruders asshole he wondered if this was the first time she'd ever gotten so brutal.

Summer squealed in agony as she was anally penetrated. Thrashing around didn't seem to help and it wasn't till she reached back and grabbed the shoe that she realized it didn't have a foot in it any more. The now enraged brunette slowly got up, massaging her injured ass ith one hand as she turned to face her victimizer.

Chanel stood beside Erik, working his cock with one hand as she looked hungrily at Summer, sizing her up. When Summer tried to stand she rushed forward, driving her knee up under the surprised woman's chin.

As Erik watched Chanel lean down to pull Summer back up by the hair, he wondered if the normally merciful fighter was about to commit murder. The whimpering brunette being held up somehow maintained conciousness as her face and tits were repeatedly bludgeoned by Chanel's fist and knees.

Revelling in her victory, Chanel was fully prepared to finish Summer off, until Erik moved into her field of vision. While he'd never report her, there was no way he would watch her slaughter an opponent and not brag about it later. By next week every man in the Club would know about her vicious streak, the week after half the women would know too.

Chanel mentally promised herself that she'd torture Summer to death in private as soon as the other woman was released from hospital. For the meantime though she'd worked herself up to much to come down right away. Fanning her blushing cheeks she tried to come up with a fitting nonfatal punishment. "Hey lover, I think I need to cool down after all that excitement."

Erik was disappointed that Chanel seemed to be letting Summer off, but was still curious as she dragged the chesty brunette over to the patio door.

Chanel unlocked and opened the door, dragging the now fully unconscious Summer outside into the heavy rain. Like most Club suites, the patio railing had vertical white bars every few inches, stripping Summer of her bloody top she roughly shoved the beaten woman's bruised and swollen tits through. Using the stretchy top as a rope she lashed the boobs together on the other side, red marks were already appearing where the top dug into the normally impresive bust.

Erik followed onto the patio as Chanel finished tying Summer's hands behind her back with her own underwear. The victorious brunette then tore off her own undergarments and swung her leg over the kneeling woman's head. Slamming her juicy pussy down right on Summer's upturned nose. Erik received the best head he'd ever had while Chanel ground her love button on Summer's face, nearly drowning her.

While Chanel was turned on by what she was currently doing, it was thoughts of Summer strapped helpless to a wall that truly turned her on. She'd only have to wait a few days, then she could take the intruding bitch apart as painfully as possible. Cumming as Summer's nose dug against her clit, she gushed in competition with the rain.