The Arena
By Jonica

The two girls facing each other had never met even though they grew up in the same small town.  Although they shared a community, they were from separate worlds.  Paige grew up on the rough side of town.  Brittany was from the middle class.  Even though the two girls had different ideas of pleasure and achievement, a set of circumstances brought them together on this evening for a taste of a shared passion.  Tonight they were entering an arena to test each other in a contest of strength, wills, patience and endurance.  Tonight they would see which was the better woman.

The test they would face was set up a small group of businessmen who wanted to quench their thirst for adventure while satisfying a desire they all shared.  They loved to see women pitted against each other in physical combat.  Not just wrestling or boxing, but sometimes brutal catfights to the finish.  At the end of each fight, they wanted a clear winner.  The businessmen would discreetly recruit girls ranging in age from 18 to 50 for these fights.  They paid the girls well to perform, and they offered incredible incentives for the winners.  Some local women have made fairly good livings for themselves...and their families in some situations...while others have given it a shot to help pay bills, earn money for the Holidays or create a little extra income.  Some did it because they are athletic and enjoy physical toil along with the woman-against-woman competition. A few even like doing it because they enjoy hurting other girls.  The winner's purse always proved to be a great method of stimulating the fighting instincts of even the meekest women.  

The fights are held in the converted basement of one of the businessmen.  The basement sat under a house just outside of town on a large, gated estate.  It could not be seen from the road, therefore, events could be ensured of privacy.  Matches take place in a large, open room, called The Arena. The room was fitted with fixed padded floors.  The walls were white-washed drywall.  There was a large alcove where the spectators gathered to enjoy the fights.  There were four rooms off a small hallway behind the spectators.  These rooms was where the girls would prepare for battle.

The rules of each fight were simple....fight until one woman submits or can no longer continue.  A "referee" monitors each fight although he...or she...isn't there to enforce rules.  The referee's job is to listen for admissions of surrender, to determine if one girl can no longer defend herself or to keep a watchful eye for injuries.  Attire for the fights was left up to the individual fighter, but the businessmen encouraged as little as possible be worn.  The girls usually complied because the basement was kept fairly warm.  One strict rule was that the combatants had to fight on bare feet.  

The girls were picked for matches from a blind draw.  When the names were drawn, the girls were contacted via cell phone and given one day's notice to accept.  There was no penalty for not accepting...the businessmen understood other obligations (happy fighters were dedicated fighters). Another name was simply drawn.  The combatants never know who their opponent will be until they walk into the arena.  This led to some very interesting match-ups.  Sometimes 45 year old women would be fighting 19 year old girls.  Heavyweights could be paired against petite girls.  Beginners may go against other beginners, or they could have to fight wily veterans.  There have even been some instances where sister would fight sister or cousin would be pitted against cousin.  On one occasion a mother-daughter match took place.  But overall, the blind draw had a way of evening out the matches.  There was a system in place where one fighter could challenge another.  But an issued challenge had to be approved by the businessmen first, and the challenged party had to agree to the fight.

Tonight's fight was a blind draw.  The combatants arrived in discreet vehicles an hour prior to match-time and were quietly ushered into their dressing rooms.  Great care was taken to ensure the girls didn't see each other before they were set to square off.  When the time arrived, the first girl was led into room and introduced.

Brittany enters the arena first.  She is a beautiful 21 year old with long straight chestnut hair pulled back in a pony tail and striking emerald green eyes.  She stands approximately 5'6" and weighs around 125. She has perky c-cup breasts and the lithe, tight, tanned, athletic body of a cheerleader.  Her most prominent physical features are her taut belly and her long toned legs.  Brittany removes the t-shirt she wore into the arena and reveals that she will do battle in a pair of maroon colored bikini bottoms.  She has decided to fight topless, which comes as a little bit of a shock because this is her first match ever.  This pleasant little surprise only shows that Brittany feels comfortable with her body and she doesn't mind showing if off.

The second girl is then introduced and enters the combat area.  Paige is a smallish girl of 19 with two-toned platinum blond and midnight black hair.  She has big dark blue eyes.  She wears her curly hair down to her shoulders.  She only stands around 5'2" and she weighs about 105 lbs.  Paige has a very pale complexion and she almost appears sickly.  She has had a very rough life and many suspect she is a drug user.  She removes the t-shirt she wore into the room and reveals that she too will fight in bikini bottoms only.  The black bottoms contrast greatly with the pasty whiteness of her skin.  The paleness is offset by a brightly colored tattoo stretching across the small of her back.  Her small breasts protrude out from a smooth torso.  Her best attributes are her flat belly and a smirk...almost a defiant sneer on her lips (which she has worn on her face since she entered the arena and first saw her opponent).  Paige never takes her hard blue eyes from her adversary during the pre-match warm-ups.  Paige has fought in the arena before.  This will be her third contest.  Both of her previous matches were victories.  She is confident this will be her third.  In those first two fights, Paige has earned a little bit of a reputation for being vicious.  

After warm-ups the two girls are called to the middle of the arena.  Once there they size each other up and try to psyche each other out.  The signal is given to begin and Paige launches herself at her opponent with blazing speed!  She rams her body into Brittany and knocks the taller girl backward...butt first...to the ground with a near perfect football tackle!  The smaller girl then punches her right hand...fingers first...deep into the exposed navel of her enemy.  Brittany yelps in shocked pain and tries to push her tormentor away, but Paige punches her fingers into her foe's belly a second time.  As she does this, Paige thrusts her left shoulder into the shocked girl's chin and knocks her flat on her back.  

Paige senses an easy victory and moves in for the quick kill by straddling her adversary's midsection.  She slaps her fallen foe hard across the cheek with her right hand and grabs Brittany's ponytail with her left. She yanks her opponent up into a half sitting position and punches her in the right breast.  Paige then wraps her right arm around the back of Brittany's neck, forces her foe's chin to her chest, and pushes her head toward her belly in a reverse headlock.  

As Paige tightens her grip, Brittany feels her strength quickly ebbing.  She knows that if she doesn't retaliate...and fast...she will suffer a humiliating defeat.  Brittany is certain she is stronger than Paige, but she cannot believe how fast the smaller girl is!  She also is stunned by the sudden brutality of Paige's attacks!  While Paige cranks her neck forward, Brittany begins slowly pulling her feet up under her knees.  Paige seems to be content with punishing her foe in this hold for a while, and she doesn't notice Brittany bending her legs until the bigger girl already has her feet braced and is pushing upward.  Paige was certain the match was almost over, but she is a little shocked when the bucking Brittany pushes her off and wrestles away from her grip!

The two girls roll apart and rise to their knees facing each other.  Brittany appears winded and Paige has a bewildered look on her face.  Both girls' bodies are glistening with sweat in the warm room.  Both are flush from the skin-on-skin contact between their bodies.  Paige is the first to move.  She launches herself at her foe hoping for another surprise attack...much like how she opened the match.  But this time Brittany is ready....she rolls to her left and kicks out with her right leg just as Paige lunges.  The sole of Brittany's right foot connects with a solid blow to Paige's exposed midsection.  The impact is magnified because of Paige's forward momentum.  Paige lands on her side, clutching her aching tummy.  Brittany sees her opportunity to go on the offensive!

Brittany reaches out and grabs a big handfuls of Paige's hair and pulls her adversary to her feet.  Brittany then drives a knee into the small of Paige's back causing the smaller girl to bend backwards.  Brittany then yanks Paige down by her hair hard onto her back...knocking the wind from the smaller girl.  She releases her grip on Paige's hair and straddles her the fallen girl's chest.  Brittany starts choking the pale girl with both hands.  After a few moments, gasps and spit bubbles form around Paige's mouth as she is being throttled by the taller girl.  She can feel herself starting to fade out and she knows she will have to pull off a near miracle to win the match now.  She feels she has only one option left or the match will soon end.  She raises her hands and jabs the outstretched fingers of her right hand into Brittany's eyes and the fingers of her left hand into the brunette's windpipe.  

With one brutally efficient move, Paige has freed herself from Brittany's death-grip and most likely determined the outcome of the match.  When stricken with this devastating assault, Brittany releases her opponent's throat, flails to protect her own throat and eyes, and lets out a ghastly choking scream that will be long burned into the psyche of the audience.  She rolls to one side and balls up into the fetal position.  

Paige gets up slowly and looks down at her foe with total disdain.  She quickly recovers from Brittany's attack and prepares to finish her off.  Paige flashes a wicked smile as she watches her once proud...but now teary eyed...victim curl into the fetal position and gasp for air.  She prods Brittany in the stomach with her toes several times.  Brittany futilely slaps at Paige's foot, but to no avail.  Paige uses her foot to roll the chestnut haired beauty onto her back.  The aggressor raises her foot and viciously stomps Brittany hard in the belly with her right heel.  Brittany gasps in agony and Paige raises her foot again and cruelly drives her heel down on the beaten girl's crotch.  Brittany begins whimpering her surrender, but Paige isn't finished yet.  She kneels over her victim, rolls her onto her stomach, she then twists both hands deep in the hair on the back of Brittany's scalp near the base of her neck.  Paige then viciously pounds Brittany's forehead hard into the floor several times.  The match is finally over.

The victorious Paige rises and places one bare foot between her victim's shoulder blades.  She raises her hands high in the air in a classic victory pose while facing her audience.  With one last show of disdain for her beaten foe, she wipes her brow and flicks her sweat on the fallen girl.  She smiles radiantly as she strolls to her dressing room.  

For Paige, victory doesn't necessarily mean a bigger cash prize.  Victory means she got to hurt another girl.