Fight night part 1
by
Hamish1024

Raven was at the end of a long and happy night. Still buoyed by the satisfaction of defeating her long-time rival in the wrestling ring, the buxom brunette had headed into town, ending up at a cheap but fun alternative nightclub and enjoying herself immensely. She’d dressed to kill and looked fantastic - her curvy latin body was clad in a tight black dress, accentuating her broad, sexy figure. The provocative, low-cut outfit drew attention to her big, barely-contained cleavage, and it hugged her luscious round ass, leaving her thick strong thighs on full display. Her feet were adorned with stiletto heels, making her 5’10’’ frame seem even taller, and adding to her aura of feminine power. The olive-skinned babe had completed the look with some subtle lipstick and dark mascara, her beautifully made-up face framed by well-brushed brown hair. At her gorgeous, full-figured best, radiant Raven had delighted in turning heads all evening.

Come closing time, Raven was pleasantly drunk, and seemed to have found herself a fan. A skinny girl with frizzy blonde hair had recognised her as a wrestler, and they fell into easy conversation. The slender-bodied blonde even bought her a bottle from the bar, enthused by Raven’s exploits in the ring. The smaller girl was younger than Raven, looking barely out of her twenties, and was chattering excitedly to her.
“…great fight earlier, really great. But why did you drag that other girl backstage? We wanted to see more torture!”
Raven smiled and took a swig from her bottle. “Why does it always have to be about the violence? Don’t you people ever appreciate the wrestling?!”
“Hey, I appreciate the wrestling!” frowned the blonde. “In fact, I’ve done some amateur wrestling myself!”
Swallowing her drink, Raven smirked so hard at this she had to cover her mouth to avoid spraying the other girl with booze. It hardly mattered - the insult was inescapable.
“What!? What’s so fucking funny about me wrestling!?”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” Raven spluttered, trying to recover her lost composure. “It’s just… you don’t really look like you’re built for it, that’s all.” She patted the girl on her pale, slender arm, in what she hoped was an affectionate gesture. The skinny blonde, though, angrily shrugged her off.
“Arrogant bitch!” she exclaimed. Her pretty features darkened as her temper rose. “I wrestle here all the time! This club runs female fight nights, I’m one of the best! Don’t you believe me?”
Raven looked down at the other girl - she was a couple of inches shorter than her, at least; lean-looking and without any curves to speak of. “Yeah, I’m sure you can hold your own” Raven shrugged.
The blonde chewed her lip angrily at the bigger girl’s indifference. “I could take you on! You and me, right now!”
“I’m not scared” smiled Raven. “If you want a wrestling lesson, so be it.”
“Fine!” the smaller girl spat, defiantly. “Let’s have ourselves an unscheduled fight night!”

Two minutes later, the girls were facing off, ready to wrestle. Raven’s tipsy brain couldn’t quite believe how she had gotten into a fight so quickly, though she was more bemused than anything. The blonde had marched off and said something to the DJ, then the stewards had pulled a metal partition across the emptying dance floor. The temporary six foot steel grid sealed the two female fighters off from the crowd, placing them in a kind of makeshift cage match, with the club walls on three sides and metal grating on the fourth. ‘They have done this sort of thing before’ Raven thought to herself. She’d never realised the city hosted amateur female fighting, and was interested to find out the calibre of the participants. She was pleased to note the fight area was fairly large, allowing for some proper moves, as opposed to a hormone-driven catfight - she’d be able to make full use of her strength and skill advantage. As both girls tossed their
handbags into the corner and prepared to fight, Raven wondered if she should just flatten the blonde in the first thirty seconds, or spin out the match for the benefit of the crowd. Either way, the young hothead was surely headed for a chastening experience.

“Okay ladies and gentlemen!” The DJ’s voice reverberated through the club. “Before we close for the night we have some final entertainment for you - an extra instalment of our female fight nights. I am pleased to announce we have a special guest this evening… one of the deadliest ladies in the professional league… she’s strong, sexy, and all but unstoppable… Raven!”
The latin girl grinned as the club-goers cheered her name. She felt the familiar thrill of adrenaline as anticipation rose, and her pulse quickened.
“Facing Raven tonight, it’s one of our own fearsome fighters. She’s dangerous, determined, and delightfully dark, and you know her as… Electra!”

‘Electra - So that’s what you call yourself. Cute’ mused Raven. The full-figured girl examined her opponent closely for the first time. She had bright blonde hair in tightly-curled tresses that fell past her slender shoulders. The roots though, were showing through as dark as her eyebrows - her hair had been dyed, and not very subtly either. She was in her early 20s, but her fresh round face, soft features and cute button nose made her seem even younger. This girlishness was offset by narrow, scowling eyes and a small, cruel mouth, hinting at a rather mean temperament. Her eyes were cold and blue, and her pouting lips were painted a deep red, picking them out against the background of her pale pink skin. Her halter top was also a darkened red, as were her painted nails, though her boots, miniskirt and belt were all black leather. Between her skirt and top, her pale, slender midriff was on full display - showing there was almost no fat on her body
at all. Electra did seem slight for a wrestler - at 5’8’’, she wasn’t especially short, though stood a couple of inches below Raven. However, the blonde girl’s figure was strikingly thin - there was no width to her shoulders or hips, and her long thin limbs were incredibly lean, giving her the angular frame of a magazine model. There wasn’t much flesh on her ass or chest, and this skinny, wiry figure made her seem almost tomboyish. Undoubtedly pretty, though stopping short of seeming delicate, Raven guessed that the slender-bodied Electra would rely on her vicious temper to carry her through most fights.

“What are you staring at, bitch!?” Electra spat, psyching herself up for the impending battle.
“Oh, just wondering how badly I should humiliate you…” smiled Raven.
The DJ sounded a bell and the fight began - a rather formal start for what was going to be an un-officiated, no-holds barred cage fight, but it encouraged the girls to stop trading insults and start advancing on each other. The beautiful babes closed in and Raven raised her arms, offering a grapple - which Electra accepted. ‘Stupid amateur’ thought Raven as their arms locked. Immediately, the bigger girl felt her size and strength advantage become apparent, as she pushed against Electra and began to dominate her slender body. The blonde struggled to no effect, clearly alarmed at how powerless she was against her larger foe.

Grunting, Electra tried a different approach, shuffling to the side, attempting to shift her position. Raven stepped round to maintain the grapple on her twisting foe, but as she did so, her stiletto heel slipped, and her ankle jarred painfully. Raven swore as she stumbled to regain her footing, and Electra slipped free of the grapple. The blonde counterattacked with lightning speed, grabbing Raven in a side headlock before she had a chance to recover. Tightly gripping the larger girl’s head beneath her arm, Electra bent Raven forwards and fired a snap punch into her trapped face. The latina cried out as the stinging blow hit home. Two more heavy punches followed in quick succession, and Raven’s skull started to ache. She couldn’t believe she’d lost the advantage so quickly - she cursed herself for forgetting to remove her heels. Several more face-punches from Electra added to her woes, and she could feel pain and disorientation beginning to bite
into her senses.

As the buxom brunette suffered in the side headlock, Electra could feel her opponent beginning to weaken. She was able to bend Raven further forwards, pushing her ass higher into the air, treating the crowd to a view of her lovely round butt cheeks straining against her tight black dress. The amateur smiling as she dominated the professional, Electra dragged Raven forwards, marching her towards the wall with the intention of driving her face straight into it. The two girls got within a few feet of the bricks and Electra prepared to smash her opponent’s head in, when Raven used her strength to finally break free of the smaller girl’s grip. Surging upwards, the brunette angrily pushed her foe away from her, sending the startled Electra staggering backwards into the centre of the caged area. Now thoroughly riled, Raven marched on the off-balance blonde, intent on revenge. Electra, though, met the advance with a surprisingly agile high kick, drilling her
right boot into Raven’s chin (and flashing the white panties beneath her leather skirt in the process). Stunned by the unexpected blow, Raven was knocked backwards, and yet again she lost her footing on those spindly stiletto heels. The big girl fell ass-first onto the hard, grimy floor, bruising her backside and jarring her spine. Dazed and stuck in the seated position, Raven had definitely lost the opening exchange.

Electra stepped up to her fallen foe, feeling nothing but hatred. She gathered Raven’s hair in her left hand and yanked the long dark tresses upwards. Raven yelped as her hair was stretched out, Electra even pulling her a few inches off the floor. The brunette’s scalp burned fiercely and she continued to whimper in pain. As she was held there, the smaller girl raised her right hand and, in a show of mastery, delivered a huge bitch-slap across the suffering face of Raven. The latina’s cheek immediately glowed red from the vicious blow.
“Still think I’m too small to fight!?” Electra screeched. “Well it looks like you’re too fat!”

Electra grinned with pleasure, her self-confidence skyrocketing as she controlled the larger, more experienced wrestler. She released Raven’s locks and let her bump back down onto the floor. Before the seated girl could do anything to respond, Electra swiftly drove her leg upwards, smashing her bony knee into the centre of Raven’s face. The force of the blow sent the olive-skinned fighter sprawling onto her back, clutching her nose and groaning in pain.

Electra knelt down beside her fallen foe, eyes shining wickedly.
“Hey slut, why don’t we take a closer look at those fat tits of yours!”
The slender blonde grabbed the top of Raven’s black dress and angrily clawed at it. With the harsh sound of ripping fabric, a deep tear appeared across the bigger girl’s front. The material split to reveal a lot more of Raven’s olive-skinned chest, her large round breasts now covered only by a lacy black bra.
“Bitch!” exclaimed Raven, her big tits hanging down over the remains of her ruined dress. Those full, fleshy orbs were a tempting target for her opponent, and Electra’s hands shot towards them in a greedy lunge. The ringlet-haired blonde fastened her hands onto Raven’s upturned chest, her painted nails sinking into the latina’s ample cleavage. The floored girl shrieked as her big sexy breasts began to be scratched and mauled.

Electra smiled as she tortured her victim’s voluptuous assets, her fingers cruelly working the soft, sensitive flesh, delighting in the suffering she was causing. However, by latching onto Raven’s breasts so enthusiastically, Electra had left herself open to counterattack. The unbearable pain forced Raven to marshal her strength; the brunette’s arms shot upwards, taking a firm hold of Electra’s upper body. With one hand on the blonde’s shoulder, and the other wrapped around her throat, Raven lifted the smaller girl away from her, then roughly flung her to the side. Electra grunted angrily as she was tossed to the floor, and the breast maul was brought to a premature end. Slightly shaken by how much strength remained in her rival, Electra slowly clambered to her feet. Raven did likewise, using the break in hostilities to discard her stiletto heels. Going barefoot on the hard club floor, Raven now meant business, determined to get back into the
match and put this challenger down for good.

The fighters faced off yet again, eying each other warily. Without her shoes, Raven no longer towered over the other girl to quite the same extent, though she was still a good inch or so taller.
“You’re gonna pay for tearing my dress, bitch.”
Electra remained defiant. “It looked shit on you anyway, you fat slut!”
Raven scowled and shook her head. Any thought of showing leniency on this amateur brawler was now lost; the buxom brunette vowed to take her skinny foe apart. Raven suddenly broke her cautious stance and charged at the smaller girl, lifting her thick thigh up into the centre of Electra’s body. Taken unawares by Raven’s sudden strike, the younger fighter suffered the full force of the heavy knee lift. Electra gave a low groan as the blow slammed into her bare midriff, smashing some of the air from her lungs and sending her staggering backwards. It looked as though the knee to the gut would upend the blonde, but Electra kept her balance by grabbing hold of Raven’s body. The contrasting figures of the two girls were now tightly clutched together in a standing grapple.

This, though, was a rather one-sided affair. Having both the initiative in the fight and a hefty physical advantage, Raven quickly overpowered the struggling blonde. The big latina slipped her arm around Electra’s hip and hoisted the slender-bodied girl into the air, spinning her 90 degrees and clutching her to her chest. Electra was now in a precarious position, held tightly across her opponent’s body and dangling helplessly. She winced, bracing herself for the inevitable, devastating slam.
Raven, though, had more than that in store for Electra. Easily holding her skinny adversary across her chest, the busty brunette marched forwards, carrying the smaller girl towards the back wall of the club. She broke into a jog, then forcefully slammed the trapped body of Electra spine-first into the solid, unyielding brick. The bottle blonde grunted in pain as her slender frame was rocked by the impact, brutally crushed between the solid wall, and the thick, powerful body of Raven. The worst part of this move, though, was yet to come. Raven kept hold of Electra as she rebounded off the bricks, and used the momentum of the slam to turn around, carrying the blonde away from the wall. Then, with the combined force of gravity and Raven’s muscles, Electra was driven towards the ground, crashing into the floor in a brutal chest-slam. The petite girl’s back and shoulders were consumed with pain as they took the full force of the blow, smashed into the
hard club floor and crushed beneath the weight of Raven’s falling body.

“Unghh!!” Electra cried, utterly overwhelmed by the jarring impact. She was shocked at the agony the brutal double-slam had caused, as she sampled the full force of Raven’s punishing power moves. The frizzy-haired fighter was left sprawled on her back, looking up at her big, olive-skinned adversary. Worryingly helpless, and badly dazed, Electra tried to stagger to her feet, but her aching body refused.

“Here, let me help you!” teased Raven. She grabbed Electra’s platinum hair and dragged her painfully upwards. The younger fighter could do nothing but whimper as she was brought to her feet, then placed in another heavy grapple hold. Raven wrapped her arms around the battered blonde’s body, then hoisted her up off the ground, spinning Electra so she was upside down and set up in the pile-driver position. Raven held her prey dangling there for several long moments, hopelessly trapped between her thighs, curly hair trailing down towards the floor. Her inverted face was full of fear, dreading what was to come as she was humiliatingly left hanging by the bigger, stronger girl. Electra’s degradation was completed as her leather mini-skirt fell down around her hips, flashing her skimpy white panties to the whole club. The crowd were in awe - instead of the usual cat fighting the club normally offered, they were being treated to some impressive
pro-wrestling moves, thanks to the appearance of Raven. Stuck upside-down, Electra winced, helplessly anticipating what would surely be the killer blow.

Having milked her dominance long enough, Raven finally struck. The voluptuous girl plunged downwards, driving her inverted opponent head-first into the floor. Electra gave a hellish shriek as her skull smashed into the ground, and her brain was engulfed in dizzying, sickening agony. As the pile-driver finished, her petite body crumpled awkwardly to the floor, all sense of co-ordination gone. Her long limbs lay in a haphazard heap, the once-proud fighter now a pitiful sight. It seemed to many that Raven had scored a brutal KO.

The luscious latin peered down, curious to check the condition of her defeated enemy. As she did so, Electra gave an animal groan of pain, slowly straightening her sprawling figure, and clutching at her throbbing skull. Somehow, she had survived.
“Credit where it’s due, hun,” smiled Raven, “you’re a lot tougher than you look. I’m impressed that you’re still conscious… but we’ll soon put a stop to that…”
The buxom brunette raised her foot and placed it squarely atop Electra’s upturned face. She pressed her sole firmly into the blonde’s cute features, squashing them beneath her toes. Poor Electra was powerless to resist, offering only a muffled cry of protest. This show of domination confirmed the smaller girl’s defeat, powerless and humiliated beneath the heel of her triumphant opponent.

Raven intended to show no mercy. The voluptuous girl continued to press down, grinding her foot across Electra’s face. An energetic evening had left Raven’s soles rather sticky, and the barefoot fighting had coated them in a thin layer of black grime. This nasty mixture of sweat and dirt was now being forced into blonde’s nose and mouth, as Raven mashed her bare foot all over her victim’s face. Flat on her back and totally helpless, Electra was utterly distraught as she endured the foul abuse. Grinning wickedly at the other girl’s suffering, Raven deftly used her toes to clamp Electra’s nostrils shut. The floored fighter found herself unable to breathe, her airways closed off beneath Raven’s sole. Electra was now doomed to an inglorious end, finished by a degrading barefoot smother. The club-goers cheered as the contest reached its conclusion…