KERI'S KORNER II: The Novice

It's a hot Friday night and Keri has been on pins and needles all day, anticipating her first fight in Ashlyn's “tiger league”. It's a time like this that she wishes she had someone to talk to about what she is about to get herself into; but she has no family to speak of, she's between boyfriends, and all her close friends she realizes aren't close enough that she'd share something like this with them. She suddenly realizes how truly alone she is. She decides to walk to the fight. She finds it strange that it's the same address as last time. Ashlyn had told her that she was going to be setting up a better, safer venue. Keri did not relish the idea of scrapping with girls on a hard concrete floor, as she had witnessed last week. When she arrives, one of the bouncers she recognizes from last time, escorts her downstairs to the basement and into a private locker room. Keri has on a long trench coat. Underneath is a sexy plaid mini-skirt and white half-top. She has on black knee high leather stiletto boots. After what she saw the fighters wearing last time and the fact that Ashlyn had said to wear something as if she were about to fuck rather than fight (for the crowd's obvious pleasure), this is the attire she chose.

After about a half hour, she really starts to become nervous. She can hear the crowd coming in and tries to have a peek. She realizes that her door is locked. She doesn't like this at all. After a bit longer, she hears Ashlyn address the crowd for the 1 st fight. She hears through her door the fight as it takes place. Many cheers abound. The fight lasts about seven minutes and then the cheers die down.

A very young and extremely cute brunette enters the room, wearing spandex shorts, sneakers and a tight t-shirt, too small for her large C cups. She carries a bloody towel and smiles at Keri. “You're the new girl, right?”

“Right,” Keri answers. “What's going on?”

“You're next is what's going on,” she replies. She can see that Keri is nervous. “I'm Jennifer.”

“Keri,” they shake hands. Jennifer's has blood on it. “Oh, sorry,” she says, “that one got a bit out of hand out there.”

“I can see,” Keri tries to remain calm. Jennifer sees through this.

“Look, all I can tell you is…don't hold back. Give before you get, cause these girls are vicious, and they fight really dirty.”

“But why?” asks Keri.

“It's these fans. They've got all the money in the world to blow and they're all pathetic, perverted fucks. The more cruelty you show in a fight, the more excited they get, the more money they bet.”

“What the hell have I gotten myself into?” asks Keri.

“I heard you took on 3 at a time the other day. If you're as good as they say you are, you should have no problem. A word to the wise, though. This crowd especially gets their rocks off seeing the girls go at each other below the belt. And they'll bet more for girls who will fight like that. The girls all see a piece of the action, so no one holds back and it all becomes one vicious circle…really vicious.”

She hears Ashlyn again begin to announce the 2 nd fight. Everything she hears is muffled through the locker room door. Suddenly, the door opens and the bouncer says, “You're up.” At first, she doesn't move. Jennifer says, “Come on, it's your fight.” She regains her composure and does her best catwalk for the crowd as she can hear Ashlyn begin to announce her.

“…so give a very warm welcome for her “tiger league” debut, Keri!” The crowd begins to applaud and cheers more loudly as they get a good look at her body. She walks through the cage door and sees that it is the same setup as last week.

Keri takes a second to focus on her surroundings a bit more clearly. The ring is the same as it was last week, only with a blue mat on the floor and two black ones against the concrete walls. Also, there is a ringpost and ring ropes, but only in the one corner of the caged fence section. Keri finds that odd, as the ropes are too close to the cage to be used to bounce off. Some over head lights go on and the stage is set. She sees her opponent already in the opposite corner. Her name is Angel. She is a 5'4”latin redhead with beautiful full lips and thighs that could melt butter. She is very young looking with an innocent looking face. Her hair is only shoulder length with bangs hanging down on her forehead. She is totally nude, save for a white g-string. She has perfect natural 34C breasts. Her nipples are hard, small and stick out about a half inch. She tries to look tough, but Keri can see that her opponent looks more nervous than her. She is immediately attracted to her and hates herself for that.

Keri immediately starts to put a show on for the crowd, while keeping her eyes on Angel. She bends over at the waist, keeping her legs straight and takes off her skirt. Underneath is a black g-string bikini. She undoes her white top, revealing a top that matches her g-string, which she slowly peels off revealing her massive natural tits. Keri keep s her boots on while Angel has nothing on her feet and looks on in fear.

A bell rings and they begin to circle one another. Keri definitely has the advantage on size, but Angel is lighter on her feet. Both girls are hesitant to initiate the scrap and before long, a few boos erupt from the unruly crowd. Keri has been in a few fights in her young life, but rarely in front of an audience with this amount of pressure. She begins to do what she's seen on wrestling TV shows and squares off with her hands high. Angel sees this and they clasp hands. For about thirty seconds they go back and forth. More boos emanate from the crowd. Keri finally releases her grip and throws her a few feet back. She takes a few breaths and realizes for the first time she's going to have to try and hurt this girl who she has absolutely nothing against.

Keri takes a few menacing steps towards Angel, who backs away. “Come on,” Keri yells. Angel points to her boots. “Fine,” says Keri. She begins to remove them, much to the chagrin of the crowd. Just as she gets the second one off, Angel sends a standing dropkick between Keri's tits, sending her flying into the back wall. On her way to the ground, Keri is blasted again with a roundhouse kick to her head. Now on her hands and knees, she leans against the wall. Angel comes up and starts kicking her ribs. Keri keeps bouncing off the wall after every kick. Keri has totally misjudged this girl and she knows it. Angel next grabs Keri by the ankle and pulls her away from the wall. Still lying on her side, Keri's left leg is lifted apart from the other, high in the air by Angel.

In a very soft and sexy voice, Angel says, “Welcome to the league…” then her voice gets downright deep and nasty “…bitch!” And with that she sends a kick between Keri's split legs. Her legs are powerful and the blow forces Keri's body to slide a few inches back. The pain of when she was first hit there a week and a half ago by Tara is revisited and she still is surprised how sensitively painful just one hit can be. She is further surprised in the most unpleasant way as she is kicked a 2 nd time. The pain is more intense and shoots through her whole body like electricity. Her body tenses up and she can't catch her breath, let alone scream. Angel can see this is having quite the effect on her, so she kicks her sweet spot again. This time, the kick is even harder and Keri's body convulses. She breaks her initial shock. Her eyes cross and she lets out a loud bellow. This makes Angel laugh with glee and the crowd cheers with approval. She throws Keri's leg down, slamming her knee hard on the mat and then pulls her to her knees hard by her brown roots. She slams her head down hard on the mat. Keri slowly slumps onto her side again.

Angel pulls her head up again, wraps her muscular thighs tight around her neck from behind, and falls to the ground, squeezing with all her might. Keri's tongue sticks out of her mouth and she can't breathe. She wraps her hands around Angel's thighs, trying to break the hold, but to no avail. Her whole body jumps up and down like a fish out of water. Angel is laughing and enjoying the power she has over the newbie. Keri manages to shift her head slightly to the side and bites Angel's inner thigh. Angel yelps and Keri is now able to release the scissor hold. She immediately shoots her head back hard, which smacks against Angel's pubic bone. “Oooooohhhh!” she yells.

Keri moves away from her hurt foe, coughing and trying to get her breath back. Angel is grimacing as she sits up on the floor, rubbing her crotch. She notices that Keri drew blood on her thigh. “You fucking cunt rag!” screams Angel. She hops up in one motion and tries to deliver a running drop kick on Keri, who moves out of the way and grabs Angel's body in mid air, tossing her into the side of the cage. Angel falls flat on her face and is stunned. Now it is Keri who begins delivering hard kicks to the ribs, slamming her against the cage over and over. Keri's kicks aren't any more powerful than Angel's had been, but Angel can't take the blows as well as Keri had. Keri, in a real street fight maneuver, begins stomping on Angel's head. After four hard blows, Angel is lying sideways leaning up against the cage, totally out of it. Keri backs up and sends her foot straight into her right tit, mashing it against her ribcage. This blow brings Angel back to life with an earth shattering scream.

Keri drags a screaming Angel away from the cage by the hair and then pulls her up onto her feet. Angel staggers. Keri waits for her to make eye contact. When she does, Keri says, “Thanks for the warm welcome, bitch!” Then, she winds up and sends a kick right between Angel's legs, lifting her off the ground and then flat on her ass. Angel begins crying. Keri has a stream of adrenaline flowing through her and she's going with it. Primal instincts are in high gear as she grabs Angel's ankles and spreads her legs wide apart.

“Don't…” Angel pleads through her tears. Keri has a split second of remorse, but is quickly overcome again by her animal side. She stomps hard on Angel's bikini bottom. Angel's upper body shoots up, then slumps over to the side. Keri addresses the crowd, yelling, “Is this what you want?” She stomps again. Angel screams again. The crowd is going crazy. “You want more?” she screams to the wild crowd, then stomps her heel down again hard onto Angel's crotch. “Had enough?” she yells again, before sending her hardest brutal crotch stomp. She doesn't even notice Angel's pleads for mercy. She is intoxicated by the crowd's energy, yet at the same time, repulsed by their enthusiasm.

“Watch this,” Keri yells to the crowd, as she jumps high in the air and performs a bush bursting knee drop onto Angel's cunt. Angel's cries echo throughout the basement. Keri doesn't hit a false move and it is as if she had been fighting like this for years. It both frightens and excites her to be causing so much pain to another woman's pussy.

A thousand thoughts are running through Keri's mind. Most of all how similar the looks of pain and pleasure are. She is extremely attracted to Angel and after she hits her crotch and sees Angel scream, she fantasizes for a moment that she is watching Angel have the most intense orgasm ever. She hates herself for thinking this, but can't help it and takes out her confused frustration more on the helpless redhead by lying on top of her, pinning her hands down next to her head, and pumping her knee repeatedly into Angel's pussy. Each thrust elicits a loud wail from Angel's full, pouty lips.

“Please sto---“ Angel is trying to signal her surrender, but Keri's knees are so fast and hard, she can't get the words out. She's really getting into a rhythm, using her hips and ramming her knee as if it were a dick pumping hard into her cunt. After the 8 th hit, Angel stops crying and starts losing consciousness. Her eyes roll up into her head.

Keri will have none of this. She is still a woman possessed with inflicting torturous pain. She stands over Angel's body and latches her claws onto her perfect breasts and pulls her off the floor by them. First Angel's back arches at a painful looking angle, and she quickly comes back to a painful reality. A screaming crescendo of great heights comes from Angel's lips as Keri lifts her higher and higher. Keri's arms begin to shake when she can't lift her any higher. Suddenly, she reverses the move and comes crashing down on top of Angel, slamming her knee home once again into her bruised twat. Angel's high pitched scream goes through Keri, who lifts both fists and pounds down onto her tits, cutting off her breath and scream simultaneously.

Keri isn't done however. She stands up again and grabs Angel's right leg and lifts it high in the air. She stands on her left leg, keeping that one flat on the ground, and in one quick move, she falls on top of Angel, bringing her right leg up next to her head. Angel roars in agony as her legs are split apart like a wishbone. Keri holds onto Angel's calf, which is now next to Angel's own face. Their lips are inches apart.

“Ohhh, I give!!! Please, I give!!!! Leggoooooooo!!!!!” pleads Angel. Keri shakes her leg, inflicting just a bit more pain before finally letting go. Angel writhes on the mat, weeping. Keri comes down off her cuntbusting high, grabs her clothes and leaves the ring to the cheering of an uproarious and sadistic crowd.