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College Girl Domination (Fdom/F, nc, ws, v, catfight)
by Traci (queen_traci@yahoo.com)
***
A college girl and her girlfriend decide to try the new
underground "Female Fight" club she has heard about, to
make a little extra money, but gets a lesson in
domination and humiliation that follows her even after
the fight.
***
Brandy and her partner, Felicia, were primed. Since four
girls had created the quite secretive UV Girls Fighting
Club, only two bouts had been held, and this would be
their first time in the ring ever. It all started when
two girls from rival sororities got into a fight over an
alleged plaigirism on an essay in a language class. The
fight was broken up quickly, but two other girls
suggested that the girls "wrestle" to settle it. They
did, but the "wrestling" quickly grew into an all-out
slugfest.
The two who suggested the idea started blaming each other
for the vagueness or absence or rules, and now they
wanted a piece of each other. Hence, the birth of the
GFC. Boys in neighboring frat clubs were told about it on
a very secure basis, and they paid to come and see the
girls fight. The girls wore bikinis, or at the most,
shorts and sleeveless tops. One girl stripped down to
just a pair of panties one night, she was so anxious to
go after a rival of hers. The first night of fights had
been very successful, and now, more than nine girls had
signed up for upcoming fights, and the word was
spreading.
The rules had also solidified: No scratching to the face,
no punches to the face, only open-handed slaps.
EVERYTHING else was legal, including kicks, anywhere. In
the special, "winner-takes all" match at the end of the
night, the winning girl got to have three minutes to
humiliate her opponent. That, too, had been a big winner
with the audience. Tonight, the well-muscled Brandy, a
finance major, and Felicia, a dark haired and shapely
girl who majored in music and excelled at the clarinet,
were to take on two Business majors from the girls'
soccer team.
Luana, a dark-skinned Brazilian girl with strong legs and
a decent, though short body, and Noreen, a golden-haired
beauty from Texas who had once been a Dallas Cowboy
cheerleader, 5'9, rangy, with penetrating green eyes.
Both girls, from their soccer experience, had strong,
well-developed but still lovely legs. They filled out
their bathing suits admirably, Noreen in a French cut,
skinny little red number that accented her shoulder
length blonde locks and her green eyes, not to mention
her nearly perfect, curvaceous ass. Luana had on a maroon
one piece, low cut to reveal her ample cleavage. Both
girls looked great, though most of the guys in the crowd
were already licking their lips as they watched Noreen
stretch and warm up.
In the other corner, the men were admiring Felicia, her
fawn-like looks and slender curves looking fabulous under
the ring lights. She wore a light blue cotton bikini
bottom and a matching sleeveless top, cut high up on her
midriff just below her medium size breasts. Her
excitement was more than obvious as her nipples poked
prominently through the front of her top. She smiled at
the crowd while she stretched, and got many a smile back,
as her silky dark brown hair danced gently over her
shoulders while she moved. She knew she didn't look it,
but she felt like she could handle herself, her track
experience two years ago in high school had taught her to
stay in shape.
Brandy was a thick-boned, small breasted girl of twenty,
with light green eyes and auburn hair. She had that Irish
girl look, and a certain toughness in her face as she
smacked her fist into her open palm and jogged in place,
her body poured almost seamlessly into a backless black
one-piece swimsuit.
The ref announced the match--tag team, three rounds of
five minutes each, "winner-takes all" for the team. A
team could win by decision at the end of three rounds, or
by the submission of one girl. The bell rang and Brandy
came out first against Luana. The Brazilian, her hair up
in a loose bun, snapped her leg out and caught Brandy in
the stomach, causing her to retreat quickly. Luana moved
in fast, pummeling the shorter, auburn-haired girl with
some rapid fists to the stomach, and Brandy balled up in
the corner momentarily, then struck out fearlessly,
catching Luana in the tit with a solid punch.
The dark-skinned Luana covered her wounded tit and got a
slap to the face, Brandy then went low and tackled the
Brazilian, and both girls rolled in a tight clench,
trying to gain the upper hand. Brandy ended up on top and
delivered a flurry of slaps to the Brazilian, who
shrieked, then brought her knee up high into the small of
Brandy's lower back. Brandy let out a yell and rolled off
Luana to her side, arching her back in pain. Luana took a
moment to recover her senses after the rainstorm of face-
slaps, and then went to pounce on top of the now-wounded
Brandy.
The aching girl saw her coming and slid backwards
frantically, until she was in place to make a tag with
her partner. Felicia came bounding between the ropes,
fresh and ready to defend her friend. Brandy eased out of
the ring, holding her back, and Felicia came fast,
grabbing Luana by the hair. Luana got to her feet but got
two more hard slaps from the dark-haired Felicia, who
used a judo move she remembered--her foot placed in
between Luana's--to toss her to the mat. Luana went
flying, but rolled well, and didn't get hurt too badly,
only dazed, by Felicia's throw.
Felicia stalked her, and Luana was up quickly, and lashed
out with a fist, catching Felicia in the chest. The girl
winced, and gripped Luana, and both girls had each
other's forearms, trying push the other into a
disadvantage. Felicia got her feet moving before Luana
did, and drove the soccer player into the ropes, but it
was the wrong side of town, and Luana got a tag up with
Noreen. The sexy Noreen replaced Luana quickly and glared
at Felicia, who said simply, "Come and get it, girl," The
invitation was an unfortunate one.
Noreen advanced right into Felicia, blocking one of her
roundhouse slaps, and clutched the girl's right breast
with her strong fingers. Felicia cried out, tossing her
head back in pain, and tried to wrench Noreen's hand
free, and got a couple of wild slaps in with the other
hand that only seemed to annoy the determined blonde. At
the same time, the distracted Felicia, in an attempt to
keep her balance, left her legs spread wide. Noreen
brought her knee up like a piston between the dark-haired
lovely's thighs, once, twice, three times, thudding
Felicia's cotton-clad pussy savagely.
"Ohhhhfucckkkkkkk...." Felicia groaned, sinking instantly
to her knees. The wily and very quick Noreen grabbed
Felicia's hair and tilted her head back, then pumped her
fist twice into the agonized girl's soft tummy. Now the
kneeling beauty slumped forward, her face against
Noreen's thigh as she gasped for air.
"You know," Noreen hissed, yanking Felicia's head back
again, "I don't know why, but I don't like you, and I've
wanted to beat your ass since I first saw you last
weekend" With that, she slapped Felicia hard, then
backslapped her. Felicia's cute face snapped to and fro,
then her entire body went sprawling backward when Noreen
put her foot between her breasts and shoved backwards.
Felicia writhed on her back, clutching her wounded
privates and trying to push up with the other hand to
mount a defense. Noreen was on her like a hungry jungle
cat on bleeding prey. She straddled the reeling Felicia's
stomach and grabbed her top with both hands, then yanked
upward, grunting with effort to wrestle the skimpy,
sleeveless garment up until she had it covering her head,
and had the poor girl's arms locked up in it. Felicia was
blind, her face full of her baby blue cotton top, and she
flailed and tried to yank it all the way off. Noreen
stood quickly, and, reaching inside the top, grabbed
Felicia's hair, pulling her up painfully to her feet.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!" Felicia wailed, her voice muffled from
inside her cotton prison. She stumbled drunkenly, bent
over and unable to see, as Noreen, grinning to the crowd
as if to underscore Felicia's haplessness, spun her
around, pushed her into the corner, and bent her over
further. Then, she wound up her soccer-trained right leg
and kicked Felicia in the ass. Felicia bounced against
the turnbuckle, writhing, twisting, trying desperately to
get her top all the way off, and Noreen kicked her again,
and again, each time getting a wild cheer from the
sellout crowd. Felicia's well-rounded ass jiggled
appealingly with each powerful connection.
After a third kick, Felicia was actually able to use the
top of the turnbuckle to hook the garment and pull it
off, but at a terrible cost. Dazed and beaten, she spun
and fell into Noreen's waiting arms. The blonde, teeth
clenched, administered a wicked bear hug, at one point
picking Felicia up off the floor.
"Rrrrrrrkkkkkkkk" Felicia croaked as her ribs and lungs
crushed together under Noreen's vice, her now exposed
breasts flattening against Noreen's bikini top.
Noreen let her go, standing back, as Felicia fell to all
fours, her hair hanging around her face, panting. Noreen
grabbed her hair, pulled her to a kneeling position,
wound up, and gave Felicia the backslap of her life,
sending her sprawling again, into the corner. Mercifully
for Felicia, the bell to end round One sounded, and
Brandy rushed to Felicia and helped her to their corner,
while Noreen trotted back to high-five with Luana.
"Give her the top back!" Brandy yelled from across the
ring as Felicia knelt next to her, catching her breath
and wiping the tears from her face.
Noreen turned and scowled at Brandy. "Fuck her!" She
yelled. Then she dropped the top in the corner, and
pointed to it. "If she can come get it from me, then she
can have it back," she said with a smirk. Felicia just
glanced over at the proud Noreen, then looked down,
concentrating on getting her wind and her confidence back
to fight again.
The two-minute break ended, and Brandy went in against
Luana again, the two stout, tough girls grappling
instantly before they fell to the mat together in a
tangle of arms and legs in the center of the ring.
Felicia was back on her feet, mostly recovered, and
cheering her partner on now. Brandy indeed was getting
the best of the tough latina, her strong legs scissoring
the girl's waist as they writhed on the mat.
Luana grimaced, then with immense strength pushed herself
to the side, where she was able to wriggle her hand into
the back of Brandy's one piece. Brandy didn't know what
the nasty latina was doing until she felt two fingers
suddenly spear her asshole. Luana was finger-fucking her
ass painfully, and Brandy howled. Luana, her air being
squeezed by Brandy's powerful thighs, gritted her teeth
and determinedly kept working her fingers into Brandy's
ass under the swimsuit.
Finally, Brandy shreiked and let go of her, rolling off
and disloding herself from the latina, who panted and
smiled wickedly. Luana hurried to the ropes and tagged
Noreen, who came in rapidly to try and take advantage of
Brandy's pained and surprised state. She caught one of
Brandy's wrists and was able to spin her in such a way
that opened her up for a knee to the midsection.
Brandy groaned and doubled over, and Noreen got her in a
standing headlock. She worked Brandy into the corner and
then ran her, battering ram style, into the turnbuckle
headfirst. Brandy crumpled to the mat, rolling and
holding her head, and Noreen stomped her side and her
tummy while she was down. Brandy, in her pain, managed to
grab both of Noreen's ankles, hugging them as hard as she
could, and lunged, crying out loudly with effort.
The move resulted in Noreen being tackled to the mat, and
Brandy scrambled to her knees to try and gain some
advantage. She took one of Noreen's feet and twisted,
trying to injure her ankle, and Noreen yelled in pain.
But the athletic blonde beauty reared up with the other
foot and lashed out, catching Brandy's shoulder with the
kick hard enough to shake her loose and send her
backward. A stunned Brandy scurried backward and made the
tag with Felicia, who slipped through the ropes and got
to Noreen just as the beautiful blonde was getting to her
feet.
The bare-breasted Felicia's eyes were wide, as she
quickly eyed her top in the corner before setting her
sights on the ascending Noreen. She she lashed out with a
kick that caught Noreen in the tit and the ex-Dallas
sideline sweetie, tumbled to her side, face frowning in
pain as she clutched her bikinied breast.
Felicia advanced, but hesitated in trying to figure out
where to capitalize next, and Noreen quickly turned on
her back and kicked upward, catching Felicia directly in
the pussy. Felicia grabbed her womanhood and froze in
pain, and Noreen was on her feet instantly, seizing her
pretty foe by the throat. With a confident snarl on her
face, Noreen drove Felicia into the ropes, pinning her
there by the throat, and then hammered her tummy with
five rapid punches. Felicia's mouth went wide as she lost
her wind.
The sumptious blonde with the killer body, seeing the
desperate brunette trying to block the blows to her
stomach, quickly slapped Felicia's face, then sent a
vicious uppercut into Felicia's already wounded pussy.
Felicia dropped to her knees as if she had been shot, and
Noreen grabbed her throat again, pushing her against the
ropes.
Blinded with pain, Felicia gasped, bent backward, as
Noreen now straddled her and started choking, bouncing
the stricken girl against the ropes with her grip.
Noreen's thighs now scissored Felicia's ribcage, and she
squeezed as she tormented the poor brunette, while she
choked her.
Noreen, her beautiful shanks and ass clenching and
flexing as she squeezed her foe, looked down at Felicia,
her face full of triumph. Felicia, struggling feebly
against the other girl, filled with panic, as she started
to realize that no matter what she did, Noreen seemed
able to easily whip her and dominate her.
Brandy watched helplessly as Noreen savagely beat and
choked her topless partner. Standing on the ropes, she
yelled at the ref, "Ropes, ropes, ref! Get the bitch off
of her!"
The ref frowned and tapped Noreen on the back.
"You need to get off her, Noreen...ropes..."
Noreen glared at the ref and stood, her hands still
wrapped around the gasping Felicia's throat. Then she let
go and, before Felicia could even get her head out from
between the ropes, delivered a karate chop to the
helpless girl's neck, and a roundhouse kick to Felicia's
vulnerable tummy.
The ref took Noreen by the arms and cautioned her, moving
her away from Felicia, who fell to her side, looking like
a bird with two broken wings that had just crashed to
earth.
Noreen tried to push past the ref, her blazing eyes fixed
on the stricken brunette, but the ref held her off.
Noreen was clearly intoxicated by her dominance of the
slighter, dark-haired Felicia, and wanted nothing but to
hurt her more.
"Let me at the bitch! She's off the ropes now...she's
mine! Lemme have her!"
Felicia heard her and took the golden opportunity to
muster all the strength she had left, which wasn't much,
and scramble on all fours, falling twice on the way, to
her corner. Brandy leaned way over on the ropes and
tagged Felicia's limp, outstretched hand. Brandy went in
and traded lumps with Noreen, but held her own for the
remaining twenty seconds of the round, the bell ringing
with both women on the mat, rolling and grinding against
each other, pressing for advantage near Brandy's corner.
Noreen sprung to her feet upon hearing the bell, and
turned to face Felicia, who was on her knees on the ring
apron, wheezing, her hair matted in her face, her hands
massaging her groin. "I thought you were going to get
your top, sweetie! What happened, huh??" Noreen asked
with a sarcastic sneer.
Felicia just shuddered and looked down. Noreen grinned.
She had thrashed Felicia so badly both times they faced
each other, that the girl's confidence was shattered.
Felicia feared her, and both girls knew it.
The whole time during the break, Brandy talked to
Felicia, stroking her hair and encouraging her. Felicia
nodded, taking deep breaths, and glanced over at Noreen
several times while an attendant poured some water down
her front and her face to try and refresh her. When the
bell rang, Noreen entered the ring first, and Brandy
nodded to Felicia and went in.
"Awww...." Noreen crowed as she crouched and circled
Brandy, "I dont' want you, honey...I want my pretty
little punching bag!" Brandy said nothing, and instead
lashed out with two rapid slaps of the blonde's well-
sculpted face. Golden hair flew to and fro as Noreen
backed up, not expecting such speed from the shorter,
squatter redhead.
She crouched again, and this time when Brandy approached
her, Noreen's foot shot out like lightning and caught
Brandy's knee. The tough, small breasted collegiate
buckled and went to the canvas, and Noreen pounced her.
In seconds she had the grimacing Brandy stretched out and
was between her legs, pushing them apart with her own.
Brandy bridged, forcing Noreen to brace with her arms,
and she craftily punched the open areas Noreen had left
unprotected: her ribs.
Noreen tried to grab Brandy's arms to stop the punching,
and when she did, Brandy's strong legs bridged and shoved
again, tossing Noreen off in a lovely splay of finely
toned arms and legs. Noreen scrambled to all fours just
as Brandy went to hers, and the two young women, breasts
heaving with exertion, faced each other, evaluating and
planning. Noreen pounced, using her quickness to leap on
Brandy's back, and wrapped her legs around the other
girl's head.
Brandy rolled, but Noreen had her wrapped up tight, and
Brandy's face went red as Noreen squeezed, with the back
of Brandy's neck tight against Noreen's crotch. Noreen
bit her lip with effort as Brandy struggled, Noreen began
to pound the girl with her fists. She hit Brandy in the
legs, the ass, the sides, and, when she could get an open
shot, the breasts. Brandy moaned, rolling and trying to
cover up as Noreen smashed her with her speedy fists.
Finally, Brandy was able to twist her head just enough to
bite Noreen hard on the inner thigh. The blonde shrieked
and immediately let go of Brandy, who backslapped Noreen
and then retreated away from her and tried to shake the
dizziness and pain from the beating and squeezing. Noreen
touched her face, and then, straightening up on her
knees, rubbed a red spot high on the inside of her thighs
where Brandy had sunk her teeth into her flesh.
"Chica, tag up, tag up!" Luana was calling behind her.
Brandy at the same time, turned and tagged Felicia, and
Noreen was just about to tag up with Luana when she saw
the milky breasts of Felicia jiggle as she climbed
through the ropes.
Noreen's face creased into a sinister smile when she saw
Felicia and she shook her head at Luana.
"Sorry baby, I'm staying in now."
Felicia swallowed hard and trotted toward Noreen,
crouching, her hands up ready to defend.
Noreen stared at her, her eyes narrowing, and she
shadowed her carefully, until the brunette neared the
ropes of a neutral corner. Then, with amazing speed,
Noreen sprang forward into the air and onto Felicia, her
legs locking around the other girl's waist, her arms
around her head.
The stunned brunette went careening backwards into the
ropes, her face buried in the shapely blonde's cleavage,
the rest of Noreen wrapped around her like packing tape.
Noreen slipped her knees off of the brunette's sides and
anchored them on the ropes, straddling her, and let loose
a flurry of slaps to Felicia's head.
Felicia wailed and pushed at Noreen's hands feebly, but
most of Noreen's hard slaps connected, and again, Felicia
found herself in the familiar position of being battered
senseless by her blonde nemesis. As her hands went up,
Noreen reached down to pinch and twist Felicia's naked
nipples.
"AGHHHH!!!" Felicia screamed, her voice descending into a
ragged sob. Her screams went to panicked gulps and groans
suddenly, as Noreen clasped Felicia's lower lip in her
mouth, clenching it in her teeth like some cannabalistic
kiss, and pulled, threatening to bite it off. Felicia's
eyes went wide with fright and pain, as she Noreen held
her lip in her teeth, pulling backward.
The brunette's lip stretched out and Noreen swallowed
some of it, reeling her in, holding the soft flesh
between her teeth, staring coldly into Felicia's
frightened gaze. "Ropes!!" Brandy shrieked, trying to be
heard above a crowd that was starting to roar louder
every time Noreen and Felicia were in the ring together.
Noreen didn't wait for the ref to interfere this time.
She unlocked her jaws from Felicia's lip, slipped off the
stricken girl and grabbed her by the hair. In a second
she bent Felicia over, driving her knee up into Felicia's
midsection. Felicia moaned, and Noreen kneed her tender
belly again.
"UGHHHHHH..." Felicia groaned. She stood there bent over
in Noreen's grip, a long strand of saliva hanging from
her mouth, dangling like a silver rope as she reeled in
Noreen's grasp.
"Say nighty-nite, bitch," Noreen hissed. Then she cocked
her elbow up high and then brought it down hard, smashing
it into Felicia's back, and the dark-haired beauty
collapsed to the mat at Noreen's feet. Noreen looked down
at her with contempt, and then smashed her foot down onto
her back. Felicia's body shuddered, and she rolled onto
her side, trying to curl into a fetal position.
The crowd was shrieking and banging on their tables with
glee as Noreen demolished the hapless Felicia, and Noreen
smiled at them to acknowledge their appreciation. The
blonde was in no danger of Felicia doing anything at this
point, and everyone in the place, Felicia especially,
knew it. Noreen grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her
to a neutral corner, getting ready to prop her up for
more beating, when Brandy leapt into the ring.
The enraged and desperate redhead shoved the ref aside
and headed for Noreen, getting ready to blindside her and
hopefully save Felicia and possibly the match, but Luana
saw it coming. The ruggedly built Hispanic girl dashed
into the ring and met Brandy at in the center just before
she reached Noreen, and caught her with a clothesline to
the throat.
Noreen turned in time to see Brandy flip backwards and
crash onto her back, holding her throat and rolling
slowly. Luana stood over her and stomped her repeatedly,
her thick, dark feet hammering Brandy's tummy, tits, and
pussy. Brandy moaned and tried to cover up while Luana
kept up her assault, yammering a stream of insults in
Spanish the whole time she punished her with kicks and
stomps.
Felicia, thoroughly crushed, moved in super-slow motion,
trying to push herself up and twice falling back to the
mat, mouth open grotesquely, groaning with each breath.
Noreen turned back to her just as the bell rang to signal
the end of the match.
The ref had to pull Luana off of Brandy, who had been
kicked and stomped into submission.
"The winners," the ref announced into a mike, holding up
Luana and Noreen's hands. "LUANA...AND NOREEEEEN!"
The crowd of young men cheered and banged their beer
bottles on the table, delirious at seeing the sexy women
standing over their badly beaten rivals.
"Girls," the ref said, looking at Luana and Noreen, "take
your three minutes now."
Noreen looked down at Felicia, who had managed to get two
hands on the lowest rope. She was resting there,
breathing raggedly, her pert bottom upraised, barely
concealed by the cotton blue bottom, which was darkened
with her sweat around the edges.
"Stay right there, cutie. That's just where I want you,"
Noreen said, winking at Luana.
She went quickly to her corner and dug into a gym bag,
pulling out a thick strap-on dildo. A new wave of cheers
erupted as she walked up behind the trembling form of
Felicia. Noreen slid off her own bottoms to the hooting
and shouts of approval from the crowd, and strapped the
dildo on. Then she knelt behind Felicia, took the baby
blue bottoms in her fingers, and slowly slid them off her
round ass, then down her thighs, to her ankles, and
finally, off. She dropped the sweat-soaked bikini bottom
on the mat in front of Felicia's face, as a reminder that
the crowd could see all of her now.
Felicia whimpered pitifully, looking at her bikini
bottoms before closing her eyes in surrender. Noreen
pushed the girl's thighs apart, and wasted no time. She
grabbed Felicia's hips and plunged the dildo into her,
sinking it deep. "Oohhhgoddddddddddd," Felicia moaned,
her body arching and squirming slowly.
Noreen sneered at her, and started a steady, powerful
fucking of her pretty capture. More saliva oozed from
Felicia's wide open mouth as she laid there, eyes screwed
shut tightly, enduring her intense fucking with the
complete compliance of a freshly purchased slave.
Simultaneously, Luana pulled the crotch of her one-piece
aside, and sat down by Brandy's head.
"Come here, puta," Luana spat. She took a fistful of the
beaten girl's auburn hair, and flipped her over onto her
stomach, so that she was looking into the Hispanic girl's
dark, hairy bush. Brandy whimpered, knowing what was
coming next, and and Luana pulled her face into the
sweaty, aromatic folds.
"Eat good, puta, or I kick you some more."
Brandy licked and sucked obediently, humiliation seizing
her deeply as the crowd jeered and shouted, urging the
winners on. Noreen clutched Felicia's ass, spearing and
ramming her mercilessly, causing the brunette's pretty
body to shake and shudder, and Noreen's face told
everyone that she was having the time of her life.
Finally, Noreen pulled out of the savaged brunette, and
hurriedly unbuckled the device, dropping it to the floor.
Noreen's eyes were gleaming, and her breathing deep as
she returned to Felicia's naked bottom again. This time,
though, she straddled it and humped it wildly, grinding
and rubbing her clit against the soft flesh. She gripped
Felicia's dark locks with one hand and hunched, riding
her like a true triumphant warrior goddess, until her
head reared back and she shrieked towards the ceiling, a
tremendous orgasm rocking her and barely piercing the din
of the delirious crowd. Felicia laid there almost still
except for an occasional shudder, her upraised ass
shining with smears of Noreen's wetness. Her face lay
limply against the mat, still drooling, soft sobs
spilling from her throat.
Noreen stood and scooped up Felicia's tiny bikini bottoms
from in front of Felicia's face and held them above her
head. A sea of hands went up in the crowd, waving and
begging for them. Noreen stood directly over Felicia, her
feet on either side of her beaten prey, and with a smile
tossed the light blue bottoms into the crowd, where they
disappeared into a mob of grasping fingers.
She looked down at Felicia, who was just now getting up
the courage to lift her face from the mat. Felicia
turned, but couldn't bring herself to look at the
beautiful girl who had beaten and humiliated her so
terribly. The blonde sneered at her.
"You can have your top back now, bitch, but I'm afraid
it's all you get."
Noreen stepped away and grinned at Luana, who leaned
back, having just been brought to a sweaty climax by
Brandy's mouth and tongue. Brandy remained between her
thighs catching her breath, her face glistening with
Luana's juices.
Luana got up, and closed the front of her suit, and got a
hug from Noreen. The winning girls waved to the crowd,
and walked arm in arm to the ropes, where they climbed
through and left to more cheers. The naked and demolished
Felicia knelt, bent over, hugging herself and trembling
violently, and Brandy got up, wiping her face on the back
of her hand as she retrieved Felicia's top from their
opponent's corner. She helped Felicia up and wrapped the
top partially around the beaten girl's waist to cover her
privates, and slowly, agonizingly helped her out of the
ring.
Felicia hesitated before turning off the shower, the hot
water had felt so soothing on her battered and bruised
body. She toweled off softly, careful to avoid the sore
spots on her ribs, her bottom, her vulva, and the
numerous other areas where the blonde Noreen had pounded
and kicked her so mercilessly.
She walked to her locker, drying off as she went, rubbing
the towel into her soft hair, trying not to think of how
pitifully she had lost, how completely Noreen had
destroyed and then humiliated her in front of the crowd.
Her pussy would not let her forget though. It throbbed,
having been kicked, punched, and finally, fucked so
brutally by the other girl, just before she pulled it out
and rode her to orgasm in front of the jeering, ecstatic
crowd of her own college classmates.
She sighed, and opened her locker, then sat, breathing
slowly, realizing that each breath hurt, from where
Noreen had slugged her stomach and stomped her while she
lay writhing on the mat. She closed her eyes, trying to
push the sound of the screeching crowd away, trying to
erase the image of Noreen standing over her as she lay
there helplessly at her feet....
Brandy, her partner, walked to her, fully dressed, and
stroked her head softly.
"You ok, girl?"
Felicia nodded, draped the towel around her neck, and
tried to smile.
"I'll wait for you outside, and we'll go get a couple of
drinks, ok?"
"No, Brandy, but thanks. You go...I just need to be alone
for a while."
Brandy looked at her, then smiled. "Ok hon. I'll talk to
you later."
Felicia watched her leave, then stood up to towel off one
last time before putting on her terrycloth shorts and
top. Luckily, she had brought an extra pair of clean
panties to change into. Noreen had tossed the other pair
to the crowd after she had savaged her with the strap-on.
She toweled her hair vigorously for a few moments, then
took the towel from her head. When she did, she saw
Noreen standing in front of her, fully dressed.
Felicia gasped, taking in a deep breath, and
instinctively took a nervous step backward. Noreen stood
there, looking devestatingly beautiful in a short black
slipdress and heels, like she was ready for a cocktail
party. And here, Felicia, naked and red-welted, felt
ready for nothing else but a chiropractor.
"Hello, pretty girl," Noreen said calmly, her arms folded
under her ample cleavage.
Felicia only swallowed, and she hung the towel in front
of her. Noreen stepped forward.
"Aww...you shouldn't hide such a lovely body, Felicia,"
Noreen said in a sultry voice. Then the blonde swiftly
reached out and grabbed the towel from her and dropped it
on the bench next to her.
"P--please...." Felicia whimpered backing up again,
"don't h-h-hurt me...."
Noreen chuckled. "My my, you're shaking Felicia..." she
stepped forward, reached out and with the back of her
hand stroked the brunette's shoulder.
The naked brunette felt fear spreading through her like
locusts. She looked into the beautifully sinister face of
the tall blonde and could imagine nothing more than
another brutal beating, here, alone, without Brandy to
even try and back her up. She lost control of her bladder
then, and with a sob, sent a torrent of urine splashing
out from between her legs onto the tile floor. Noreen
stood there, looking at her gushing pussy, as Felicia
leaned back against the row of lockers and helplessly let
the hot pee leave her body. She stifled a sob, and looked
down at the floor in shame.
"You filthy little girl!" Noreen exclaimed. "You're not
even potty-trained?? Now you're going to have to take
another shower!"
Felicia didn't think she could suffer any more
humiliation this night, but here she was, naked and
peeing uncontrollably in front of the girl who had beaten
her repeatedly and fucked her silly in front of two
hundred people.
Noreen clucked and shook her head in mock disapproval,
her arms folded as she watched the last drops of pee
dribble from Felicia's pussy. "Don't worry, doll, I'm not
going to kick your ass anymore. I came for something
else. Come here." She beckoned Felicia closer with her
finger. Felicia didn't move, just looked at Noreen and
then closed her eyes.
"I said, come here. Do you want me to come get you?"
"n-No..." Felicia pushed herself away from the lockers
and stepped out of the puddle of pee around her feet, and
walked the three steps until she was directly in front of
Noreen. She looked at her feet, sniffling, her breasts
rising and falling with her ragged breathing.
Noreen cupped her chin like a child. "You know you have
to do what I say, don't you, girl?"
Felicia hesitated, then closed her eyes, and said, "Yes."
"Unless you want me to make you do it. Do you?"
Felicia swallowed hard. "n-No."
"Good. Get on your knees."
Felicia's eyes widened, and she looked up into Noreen's
cold green eyes. She opened her mouth, trying to say
something in protest, but nothing would come out.
"This shouldn't be too hard for you, Felicia. On your
knees is where you spent most of the fight tonight. So,
get on your knees, now."
Felicia sank to her knees, shivering. Noreen reached
under her tube dress, and slid down her black lace
panties, down her thighs, right past Felicia's face, and
then stepped out of them. With her high heeled shoes
positioned on either side of Felicia's thighs, Noreen
dropped the panties on the bench next to them, and she
hoisted up her tight dress, baring her lower body.
"Doing you in the ring like that with the strap-on was
sweet. But as I was taking a shower, I kept thinking of
how nice your mouth would feel on me. That's what I came
for."
Felicia looked up, and saw a golden bush just above her.
Noreen took a handful of Felicia's dark hair. "Now put
that pretty mouth to work, honey." Felicia felt her head
being pulled in between Noreen's spread thighs, and
suddenly the musky aroma of the blonde's cunt filled her
senses and warm pussy flesh pressed against her nose and
mouth.
"mmmmphhhh..." Felicia whimpered, as she put her hands on
Noreen's thighs for balance. Her mouth opened, and
Noreen's hooded clit was suddenly thrust into against her
upper gum. She shut her eyes. She had never touched
another woman's sex, and now this blonde bitch was
forcing her hot vagina into her mouth and demanding
pleasure.
"Lick, bitch!" she heard Noreen say above her.
Felicia's tongue slipped out in panic and began to lap
nervously at the warm pussy her face was now snuggled
tightly against. One side of her lower lip hurt from the
vicious slaps Noreen had given her earlier, but she knew
better than to complain. Noreen lifted one leg and
planted her foot on the bench, opening herself wide.
Felicia gasped for air as the blonde, gripping her hair,
directed her face just where she wanted it, humping her
crotch against her and grunting like a wild animal.
Felicia's face was drenched with the beauty's copious
juices. Naked and on her knees, her surrender was
complete, and she had accepted the fact that she was
going to have to bring Noreen to orgasm before having any
chance of ending this nightmare. She licked and sucked
dutifully, the immersed in the humiliation as if she were
drowning in a bath.
Noreen seized up, her body hot and fragrant, and she
moaned, her sounds of ecstasy echoing in the empty locker
room, as she climaxed with Felicia's face glued to her
pussy. Felicia squealed with effort, hanging on to
Noreen's bare hips as they bucked and shuddered, until
the blonde finally released her. Felicia dropped her
head, both hands on the floor by her knees as she
recovered her breath, strands of Noreen's fluid hanging
from her chin.
Suddenly, Noreen's fist was holding a bunch of her hair
again, and Felicia was brought back up to her kneeling
position. She opened her eyes, and saw that Noreen had
turned around, her smooth round ass open wide in front of
her.
"Lick," Noreen commanded again, and pulled her face
between her ass cheeks. Felicia moaned as she felt her
lips press against the puckered asshole of her tormentor.
"French kiss me there," Noreen went on.
Felicia gulped down her sobs as she licked, sucked, and
tongued Noreen's asshole like a long lost lover.
"Yeaaahhhhhh," she heard Noreen whisper as she lathered
the puckered opening with her mouth.
Noreen turned around again, looking down at her,
breathing hard. She said nothing, and Felicia looked up
at her, uncertain.
"Oh goddd," Noreen said, her eyes blazing, "Here it comes
again....." she pulled Felicia's face into her pussy
again, and swamped her in more of her gooey emanations as
she came yet again.
Finally, slowly, she lowered her foot from the bench and
let go of the brunette's semi-damp hair.
"Yes, that's what I came in here to get." She traced
Felicia's mouth with her finger, and a strand of her own
sticky sex fluids stuck to her fingernail as it rounded
Felicia's pink lips. "And when I want something from you,
you'll give it, isn't that right Felicia?"
The naked beauty knelt in front of her blonde victress
and nodded weakly. "Yes, Noreen," she said, her voice
thin with exhaustion and submission.
Noreen pointed to the towel. "Clean me. Get that slimy
saliva of yours out of my ass first," she said matter-of-
factly. She turned and bent over, and Felicia took the
towel from the bench and, like a slave, cleaned and dried
Noreen's ass with the towel. She did the same with her
pussy, toweling and patting it gently, and looked up at
Noreen for approval.
"Good girl." She pulled on her lacy underwear as Felicia
knelt there, panting. "Don't forget to clean up your
disgraceful mess in the corner, my little kitty."
Felicia shuddered from the humiliation of Noreen
reminding her of her peeing accident.
Noreen smiled at her, turned, and walked out, her heels
clicking on the floor.
Felicia, weak and totally unraveled emotionally, took a
long time to get up, sit in front of her locker, and
dress to leave.
She dressed as if in a zombie-state, so devestated she
was from the trauma of the evening. When she stepped
outside in her cute, terrycloth shorts and top, Noreen
had just finished signing an autograph for some fans and
had climbed into a friend's car to leave. Felicia saw the
crowd of fight fans, mostly freshmen and sophs, and
lowered her head, making a quick beeline for her car.
Hoots, catcalls, and humiliating comments rained down on
her, but she just kept walking.
"Aw who cares.." she heard a female voice said, "I got
her panties!"
Felicia slowed thinking that she just let them have them,
but then, she didn't want her panties becoming a trophy
on campus. She wanted this night to be over.
She lifted her eyes and saw a punky brunette of about
nineteen holding her panties up in the air, giggling with
a group of her friends, both male and female. She took a
few steps towards her.
"Let me have them, please," she said, holding out her
hand.
The punkster had short hair, and silver rings piercing
her lip, nose, and eyebrow. She wore a black sleeveless
top and a short midriff top and a black pleated
miniskirt.
"Fuck you, loser," the girl crowed, "the girl who beat
your ass tossed them in the crowd, and I caught them.
They're mine now." More laughter erupted from the circle
of friends, and Felicia smiled patiently.
"Look, stop playing and let me have them back."
The punky brunette took a step backward and stuffed the
panties in the waist of her skirt. "You want 'em, bitch?
Come get 'em!" She held up her hands, karate style.
Felicia rolled her eyes. After fighting Luana and Noreen,
this scrawny punk girl would be like squashing a bug. She
lunged forward, reaching for the panties, and the girl
rocketed her fist into Felicia's already sore stomach.
"Uhhhhhhh," Felicia groaned, not really expecting a fight
at all. She fought the urge to bend over, and backslapped
the punk girl, hoping there was enough zest behind her
swing to tear that silly silver ring out of her lip. The
girl's head snapped, but it didn't seem to faze her. She
grinned, wound up, and sent a fist crashing into
Felicia's mouth.
Felicia staggered back, and instantly got another punch
to the stomach, this time hitting her square in the solar
plexus. She moaned, and doubled over, sucking air. Her
body was already tortured and exhausted from her beating,
fucking, and then, Noreen's unannounced visit to her
locker. She couldn't take much more, and her mind fought
for a defensive move to make to try and even the score.
"No fuckin' rules out here, baby," the punk girl yelled,
and delivered an upper cut that slammed up into Felicia's
nose, sending her reeling backwards and crashing onto the
pavement.
"uuunnhhhhhhhhgodddddd....." Felicia moaned, holding her
face, just as the wild punk bitch stood over her by her
head, and grabbed her hair. Felicia tried feebly to reach
up and dislodge the girl's grip, but the short skirted
teenager stomped her breast with a black loafer,
punishing her sore nipples and making it even harder for
her to regain her breath.
Felicia fought the panic as she lay there, thinking,
omigod, here I am getting beat up for the second time
tonight! She realized that blood was leaking from nostril
into her mouth. A second stomp arrived just then, on her
opposite tit, and then a third, into her abdomen, just
above her mound. She wheezed, jacknifed, and then lay
there, listless and gasping, her arms out to her sides in
surrender.
The young punker leaned down and studied her face
suddenly, and Felicia said a silent thanks for the brief
break in her agony.
"Oh shit man!" The girl yelled, waving her friends over,
"look at this!" The girl plucked something from Felicia's
chin, and the dazed, beaten Felicia had no idea what was
going on, she only took the moment to suck air into her
starved lungs, her body pulsating with pain.
"Look at this shit!" The punker yelled, holding up
something in her fingers, "Blonde hairs!!" Then she knelt
down, put her face near Felicia's, and sniffed deeply.
"Goddamm! This bitch has been eating pussy!"
The crowd that had gathered hooted and howled with
delight, and several of the punk girl's friends gathered
around to look closely at the hair. One of them leaned
down to the wounded brunette and sniffed just as the
other girl had.
"Ohh, yep! She's been eating pussy all right!" Boys and
girls shrieked in laughter and high-fived each other over
Felicia's stricken frame, and the punk girl took a
fistful of Felicia's hair.
"I'll bet she ate Noreen!" the punkster--who everyone was
calling, "Donna," cried out. "There weren't any other
blondes in that ring tonight! Let's brand her for what
she is, then!"
She rolled Felicia over onto her tummy, receiving little
resistance, only a feeble kick and a groan, which her
triumphant foe ignored. The pierced cutie pulled
Felicia's shorts and panties down together, working them
down to her knees, imprisoning her legs should Felicia
get any thoughts about getting up. Then she took
Felicia's purse, opened it, and held it upside down. She
shook it and the ground next to the fallen brunette was
showered with all her personal belongings.
"Ah!" Donna exclaimed, "Just what I was looking for..."
she bent over and picked up a tube of red lipstick and
twisted it open. Then she sat on Felicia's legs, and
patted her round ass. With her friends circling in
delightful astonishment, Donna wrote, "pussy" on one ass
cheek, and "eater" on the other.
She got up, to the hoots and cheers of her friends, and
moved in front of a sobbing Felicia, who had no idea what
was on her ass.
"You want your stank-ass panties back, bitch, then you
can have 'em. Here--" Donna stuffed the panties into
Felicia's open mouth, and stood up, admiring her
handywork.
A flash, then another went off, and Felicia realized, as
she lay there beaten and humiliated again, that someone
had taken pictures of her.
"Ohhhh I want copies of those!" she heard Donna yell.
Then everyone split up, leaving Felicia splayed, bare-
assed, beaten and marked on the pavement.
Once she stopped hearing cars leave, she slowly pulled
the panties from her mouth. Blood from her split lip had
soaked into them.
A female security guard came by and saw her, and ran to
her.
"Here, honey I'll help you..."
Felicia looked at her and saw that the guard was looking
at her ass cheeks, and then back at her. The female guard
said nothing, and helped her up to a sitting position,
and slowly helped her pull her shorts and panties back
up.
"Heyyy," the guard said, "weren't you the girl fighting
tonight?"
Felicia's heart sank for at least the fifth time tonight.
She just nodded weakly. Here this youg woman saw her get
her ass kicked in the ring, and now sees her beaten and
left like dirty laundry in the parking lot.
The guard stared at her, then decided not to say any
more, except, "You shouldn't drive. I'll give you a ride
home."
Felicia mumbled through swollen lips. "Thanks, I'd
appreciate that."
"C'mon," the shapely officer said, putting her arm around
Felicia. She helped her to her car, and they left.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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