Hana hadn’t had any notoriety in her life. A week had gone by since beating up Darlene and 3 weeks till the tag tournament. When she was young she was one of 3 fighting triplets. She met and fell in love with Kari and became Kari’s wife. Kari wanted to get back into fighting and lost weight. Hana being heavy did too. They had a small gym set up in their basement with a mat. After bedding their 7-year old daughter Shannon, they would “wrestle”, shower and go to bed. Hana weighed less now than in the old days. She had apologized to Melissa for beating her up and stripping her. They both agreed that emotions had run high. She really apologized to Grace for attacking her and while pissed, Grace appreciated Hana’s efforts in beating up Darlene, which kept her from licking Darlene’s ass. Hana was a housewife for Kari and was happy. While she disagreed in Kari’s decision in getting back into fighting, she had Kari’s back and now SHE was fighting. She was stronger and nastier. She heard the knock and opened the screen. The baseball bat hit her in the stomach driving the air from her. The second hit, hit her in the throat. She felt someone grab her by the hair and pull her in and over the couch. “Hiya Hana. If you want to be awake by the time your daughter gets home we better get started.” It was Darlene.
Darlene was dressed for the moment in black silky sweats. She unzippered the top and pulled it off, leaving her in a red bra. Her breasts seemed to explode out of it. She pulled down the pants revealing a red thong that clung to her like a second skin. She turned and Hana had gotten to her knees. A punch catapulted her into the closed door. Hana was dressed in her usual daytime attire. T-shirt, no bra and grey sweats. Darlene picked her up and threw her into the door. Darlene stepped in and threw a dozen punches to her stomach. Darlene held her up or Hana would have collapsed. Darlene grabbed her and threw her over the couch. Darlene grabbed the sweats and pulled them off revealing no panties either. Darlene drove an elbow to Hana’s pussy. Hana cried and whispered, “Pussy. Gutless pussy.”, to Darlene. Darlene laughed and shredded the t-shirt leaving Hana nude. Darlene picked Hana up by the hair and drove her face first into the door. Hana crumbled. Darlene picked her up, Hana was now begging, and delivered kidney punches. “This beating was for you getting involved in something you shouldn’t have. Protect your lesbo girlfriend but not the 2 young girls.” Darlene picked her up and stood her up against the door and delivered overhand slaps to the breasts. Hana was down on her knees. Darlene worked on her breasts. Soon they were red and had welts. Darlene picked her up by the hair and led her downstairs.
She flung her on the mats and Darlene pumped some iron. Hana again got to her knees. “Give me chance and I’ll fight you. You’ve beaten the crap out of me and weakened me but give me a few minutes and we’ll go again. Let’s see what you got?” “Sure” and Darlene kicked her between the legs. Hana’s eyes almost popped out. Darlene took Hana and began the humiliation. Darlene face-sat her and rubbed her shaved area all over Hana’s face. “You know you’re going to eat and lick my ass.” Hana shook her head. “Oh yeah but I’m putting you out.” Hana ate and went out. Hana woke and her eyes bulged and a smile came across her face. Kari was stripped to the waist. Hana always smiled at the sight of Kari’s tits. Kari was pounding Darlene’s face. Hana sat up. Hana became concerned. “Shanny isn’t home is she?” “Nah I didn’t feel good and came home. Found a baseball bat at the door and well I remember sneak attacks. So I snuck downstairs and found this bitch doing herself. So I hit her with the bat and put her out.” Hana stood and came over to Darlene. “Let her go.” Kari stood. Hana got down at her side and slapped her face. Darlene roused. “OK bitch. You have 5 minutes and you and I go at it one on one. May the best beaten up woman win.” Darlene nodded. By the end of 5 minutes Kari was nude and tingly. Hana stood nude on the mat and Darlene stood still in the red panty/bra set. Hana felt rejuvenated. She had made Kari feel tingly and was feeling tingly herself. She really wanted to fight Darlene and then beat her and humiliate her. Hana took a step back and wondered if this was her talking. She had fought when she was young and honestly didn’t enjoy it. Her sisters were the fighters and together they had lost more than they won. But now since losing the weight because of Kari she had all these feelings built up. As long as they didn’t interfere with her relationship with Kari and her mothering of Shannon, who cares? Hana smiled and slapped Darlene across the face. Darlene went down to her knee and cried uncontrollably. Kari laughed and Hana pulled her up. “Get her dressed and kick her out.” Kari was stunned. “She would have beat you all over this basement and then tied you to a pole so Shanny could find you.” Darlene nodded no. “Kari this isn’t right. Darlene do you know where Beverly Road Park is?” Darlene nodded yes. “Well I’m going to be there all the way in the back in the trees tomorrow at 10am. Be there OR I’ll come looking. Understand?” Darlene nodded again and thanked Hana. “Don’t thank me or bring anyone. Just you and I, and the best woman wins. Alright?” Darlene dressed in a flash. “Think she’ll show? And show alone?” “Yes she’ll show. No she won’t come alone. That’s why you my love are going to take a personal day tomorrow. Wanna be in a fight?” Kari smiled.
The following day came and Kari called in sick. Hana loved having Kari home with her in the morning. They got Shannon off for school. Hana knew Shannon knew something was up. Smart kid. Kari helped Hana “make” the bed and they both showered together and were at the park by 9:30. Kari thought Hana parked in another county but it worked. At 9:30 a car parked and TWO women got out. Hana and Kari got out and walked over. Darlene and the other women walked inside the tree line. Darlene had the same sweats on with the zipper open and her boobs flowing freely. The other woman was finishing a butt. Hana and Kari walked up. “Thought we were meeting alone?” Darlene laughed and pointed to Kari. “Yeah I thought so, too.” “Ok they stay out of it and I just kick your ass.” “Whatever.” Darlene stripped off her top and came out to Hana topless with her sweats. Hana stripped off her tight muscle shirt letting her large bosom free. She pulled off her jeans and looker around. She smiled and pulled off her panties, standing before Darlene nude with her hands on her hips. “Modest, asshole?” Darlene’s face reddened and she pulled her bottoms and whatever panties she had on, too.
Darlene ran at Hana and punched her to the dirt. When she had Hana down she kicked her. Hana latched on to a leg and pulled Darlene down on her. Darlene kept punching but Hana grabbed her wrists and muscled her over and pinned her. Hana brought her hands over Darlene’s head and attempted to breasts smother her and Darlene bit her tit and smiled. “Later I’ll put you out with these, you fuck.” So far it had been even between the 155 lb. Darlene and the 190 lb. Hana. They were the same height but Hana was much larger, all over. They rolled over and over each trying to dominate the other. Suddenly Darlene planted her thumb in Hana’s eye. Hana screamed and Darlene moved in. Darlene pulled Hana to her knees and punched her twice. Hana slumped and moaned. Kari yelled to Hana and the other woman yelled for Darlene to “fuck the fat bitch up.” Darlene sensed a victory. She hauled Hana to her feet and threw into a tree. Darlene beat Hana unmercifully. Darlene had to hold Hana up. Finally Darlene turned Hana toward the tree and grabbed her by the hair and rubbed Hana’s face up and down on the bark. Kari went crazy. She called Darlene every vile name she could think of. Darlene kept grinding Hana’s face. Hana cried and her arms slumped. Darlene smiled and turned around and winked at the other woman. The other woman flicked her butt away and came up behind a screaming Kari and drove her fist up between her legs into her crotch. Kari went down and no sound came from her lips. Darlene smiled. She had two for the price of one. “My name is Carrie Miller and I’m going to beat you and you’re going to do ANYTHING I want.” Kari held her crotch. Hana looked back and saw Kari on the ground. Darlene changed holds and grabbed Hana in a full nelson and began to grind Hana’s ampleness on the tree bark. Hana screamed. Darlene did it more. Hana looked down and thought she saw blood on her boob. Oh shit.
Carrie Miller pulled off her sweatshirt revealing a bra with her juggs exploding out. She used the sweatshirt and cinched it around Kari’s neck. Kari turned blue. Carrie stuck her hand inside Kari’s muscle shirt and grabbed at her boobs. Kari choked and squirmed. Kari went limp and Carrie stripped her. Carrie then stripped. Carrie sat on Kari’s face and rubbed it all over till she roused. She pinched her nipples and grabbed the lips of her pussy. Hana saw Kari being abused. Unfortunately she was sobbing from being abused herself. “Why Kari? The fight was between you and I.” “No reason other than she was here.” Darlene laughed and punched Hana between the shoulder blades. Hana dropped and Darlene struggled to hold her up. Darlene moved closer and Hana hit her with an elbow to the throat. Darlene gagged. Hana held herself up by the tree to regain her strength. Finally Hana turned and hit Darlene with an elbow in the cheek. Darlene went down to a knee. Hana leaned again and kneed Darlene right in the nose. This laid Darlene out. Hana was still leaning against the tree. Carrie stood and came towards Hana. “Carrie Miller, you madcap.” Carrie turned and saw Missy standing at the treeline in shorts and a cutoff tee. “You girls started this dance early.” Hana nodded and then fell with her knee in Darlene’s lower torso. Darlene convulsed. She sat on Darlene’s stomach and looked at her breasts. She had welts and bruises all over them. Bitch thought Hana and picked Darlene up and turned her over, grabbing her ankles she dragged Darlene around the treed area. Darlene was screaming bloody murder. Meanwhile Missy suggested that Carrie help Kari up. “Fuck off.” Missy took a step towards Carrie and Carrie went for her legs but Missy sprawled back and hit Carrie in the face with her bicep. Missy then kneed Carrie in the face. Missy turned Carrie over and molested Carrie’s tits. Carrie screamed and bit Missy. Missy stood and pummeled Carrie’s face. “Hold it right there.” Missy and Hana turned and saw a blue uniform. Missy did the math. She was only one with any clothes on. “Oh my God Missy Ettinger. Still fighting?” Missy focused her eyes and saw Lisa Moretti. Oh my God is right, her old girlfriend. Missy stood and raced and hugged Lisa. They chatted. Lisa and Missy hadn’t seen each other in almost 8 years. Lisa had been Missy’s main bud after Carley left. Then as in a lot of situations they drifted apart and Lisa became a cop. Lisa still looked good. She was a big woman. She was 5’9 and now about 200 lbs. But now she was muscular and appeared poured into her blues. She had a short sleeve shirt and her biceps were straining against the material. “Fortunately my patrol car is in the corner and no one should notice. Mind if I help?” Lisa smiled and Missy smiled back and waved her hand towards Carrie. Lisa was “blonde” with short hair. She had pale, soft skin but a very pretty oval face. She removed her Sam Browne belt and removed the pistol and took out the clip and the one in the chamber. She removed her shirt revealing a large black bra holding in a substantial chest. She had big arms and a thick neck but was still very feminine. She looked around and untied her shoes and pulled down her pants. She had lovely black panties on. She handed Missy her clothes and belt. She stretched and faced Carrie. Carrie attacked and punched Lisa in the stomach. Lisa arched her back and threw Carrie. Carrie thudded. Lisa walked over to Carrie and pulled her up and bodily picked her up and drove her into a tree. Carrie moaned and then Lisa body slammed her. The nude beaten up Carrie appealed for mercy and put her arm out. Lisa bent down and picked her up. Carrie the tough broad grabbed Lisa’s wrist and pulled her in kneeing her in the crotch. “Fucking pig. I’d fucking beat the piss out of you for nothing.” Lisa got wide eyed. Lisa was down on her knees and Carrie got her second wind and beat her unmercifully. Lisa had been use to ticketing speeders and dealing with teens in the small town. She banged her weights and did whatever cops do to get those big arms. But her adversary was willing to beat her for no other reason than her blue suit. And beat her Carrie did. Missy had helped Kari and gotten her partially dressed. Carrie was short and well-built but she was kicking the much larger, stronger Lisa’s ass. Carrie being smart never or hardly ever touched Lisa’s face. If she gave Lisa two black eyes Lisa would have to explain and probably lose her job but would have to implicate Carrie and she didn’t want that. So Carrie stood the big blonde and wailed her body while leaning her against a tree. Lisa was tough and was excepting the beating. Lisa even tried to keep her arms up to ward off the blows, except when she kept her arms up Carrie would beat her in the stomach or lower. When she would block lower Carrie would hit her in the chest or higher. Finally Lisa fell forward and Carrie ripped her bra off. Carrie grabbed her chin and pinned against the tree. Carrie brought the bra up and around Lisa’s throat and fastened it around the other side of the tree. Then the beating really started. Carrie worked her boobs over. Finally Lisa placed her arms across her chest and mumbled, “Give.” Carrie laughed. “Chickenshit cop. Tough when they have a gun. Not so much now.” Carrie ripped off the panties and attacked Lisa’s pussy. “Enough.” Missy was five feet away. “This ends now. Get dressed and leave. When do you want to fight? You and I or you and her IF she wants a rematch?” “You want a tag team? I’ll kick both your asses. You little shit and her, the big muscle bound shit. And the other muscle bound pussy behind you. I’ll take all 3 of you and kick your asses and you’ll eat me out one at a time.” “When?” “OK next Friday. Two weeks before the tourney so you can recuperate. It’ll be at 9. Three against one. OK?” Kari and Lisa were both dazed. Missy said, “ They’ll be there but I’ll fight you. Now get lost.” Carrie lit another butt, got dressed, flicked some ashes at Lisa and took off. Missy had forgotten about Hana.
Hana had witnessed the whole thing. When Missy had hugged the cop Hana had stomped Darlene. She had pulled Darlene up and used her fists on her. Hana thought I’ll use my fists till she begs and she can do me. Hana had beaten Darlene with fists all over the entire enclosed area. Hana threw rights, lefts, uppercutts and overhand shots. Darlene would go down and she would keep hauling her up. Darlene kept putting her hand up to stop but Hana wouldn’t. Fucking woman hit me with a baseball bat and would have done, if Kari didn’t come home. Finally Hana was all hit out. Darlene was a mass of bruises and welts. Hana leaned against a tree and beckoned Darlene to come over. “If you try ANYTHING and don’t comply at once, I’ll beat you again. Understand.” Darlene didn’t respond but crawled over and stuck her tongue right up Hana’s pussy. She reached down and grabbed Darlene’s wrists and put her hands on her big juggs. Now that was better. Hana came and then came again. Darlene didn’t stop eating or playing with her breasts. After the second time Hana turned and didn’t say a word and Darlene took her tongue and explored Hana’s ass. Darlene even began to finger her from underneath. Hana came a third and forth time. She turned and placed her foot against Darlene’s chest and pushed. Hana flexed and got dressed leaving Darlene with her juices all over her face, chest heaving, nude in the middle of the trees. It was a beautiful day.