She Can Take It
By DG

My girlfriend and I pull up to the secluded beach house, and we can see that Alexandra and her husband Mike have already arrived. From across the dunes we hear the sound of surf gently caressing the beach in a soothing, rhythmic pattern. I know from past experience though that nothing can soothe Kristin right now. She didn’t talk for the last half hour or so of the car ride; my girl always gets quiet and pensive before a big catfight, probably from a combination of nervousness, anticipation, and focus.

Kris is 5’5” with shoulder length blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a cute smile accentuated by pink lipstick. Right now she is wearing jeans and a white halter top, and she slings her bag over her shoulder as we gather our stuff and walk up to the front door. Mike lets us in and I shake his hand, finally meeting in person after e-mailing for weeks. I can see dark haired Alexandra in the background, and there is immediately an icy, palpable tension between her and Kris. The two beautiful adversaries give each other a cold, angry stare across the foyer of the beach house. I know that the two ladies have been e-mailing and texting back and forth but I have no idea what they’ve been saying – all I know is that they hate each other’s guts.

Kris and I like to find catfight opponents for her on-line, and she has a few fights per year. She loses most of the time, but that’s kind of the point because my girl is submissive and gets off on being beaten up and then crying about it in my arms while recovering. Even on the rare occasion when Kris wins she always takes lots of punishment. Despite her demure persona Kris is really tough and has a very high tolerance for pain. I know her fantasies better than she knows them herself, and what really makes her tight pussy wet is fantasizing about being bound, beaten up, and humiliated – preferably in front of an audience. We have our best, most animalistic sex when her pussy finally recovers after one of her catfights.

I met Mike several weeks ago and we arranged for our girls to fight at this rented beach house. His brown eyed, exotic looking wife Alexandra looks like a perfect opponent for Kris – dominant and sinister with an obvious mean streak, and she is bigger and stronger than Kris as well. Alex is in phenomenal shape and looks slightly muscular while still being feminine. She has slightly darker features as she is half White and half Japanese, and right now she is wearing a sports bra, black athletic stretch pants that go down to her calves, and sneakers. An outfit that shows off her athleticism. About a week ago, one day when I was bored at work and feeling discretely horny, I decided to e-mail Alexandra with some special requests:

“Dear Alexandra.

I’m really looking forward to your fight with Kris next weekend. One of the reasons why I picked you as my girl’s opponent is because you seem pretty tough, and I wouldn’t tell Kris this but I’m hoping that she loses because nothing makes my dick harder than watching my girl lose and take punishment. She is my submissive pain slut and I know she loves it just as much as I do.

I should let you know that Kris’s weak spot is her belly, her lower belly in particular. For some reason she is really sensitive to punishment down there. I didn’t tell this to her last opponent but she figured it out during the fight because she noticed that Kris would squeal more intensely whenever she hit her over her uterus or ovaries. She targeted that area and really did a number on my girl. She beat her up real, real bad. After stripping Kris naked and slowly pinning her with her tits stuffed into her face, the mean bitch picked my girl up by the hair and handcuffed her to a post in the living room of the ski house that we rented. It was winter and there was a fire in the fireplace, so as Kris was helplessly cuffed naked to the post with her beaten up face slumped down and her belly completely covered in deep (and I mean DEEP) bruises from her crotch all the way up to the bottom of her rib cage. Her victorious opponent was putting a poker in the fire and getting it nice and hot. She pulled the hot poker out of the fireplace, slowly and menacingly approached my whimpering, defeated girlfriend, and then jabbed the searing hot poker right into the lower belly flesh over Kris’s uterus while my girl screamed. It’s the only time I’ve seriously considered stepping in and stopping something during one of Kris’s catfights, and she now has a scar over her uterus to show for it.

The other thing I’ll tell you is that my favorite thing when it comes to my girl is pussy punishment - especially when her clit gets hurt. Nothing in the world turns me on more than clit torture, and nothing makes me hornier than seeing it happen to Kris. I know she can take it, and likes it in fact, because I torture her clit in the bedroom all the time and it makes her wet as hell. On my birthday last year we were doing my favorite scenario so she was bound by the wrists to our bedroom door in her Supergirl outfit. I took down her red skirt, ripped open her pantyhose, and then pinched her clit as hard as I could between my fingers while she squirmed. I then took out a green clothespin and snagged it onto her clit, leaving it on until she couldn’t stand it anymore, waiting a few more seconds to really torment her, and then removing it. I eventually snagged the clothespin onto the tip of her raw, pinched, sore clit and left it on for over a full minute while wailing her in the belly. I eventually untied her wrists, making her drop to her knees with tears running down her cheeks, and then I led her around on all fours by the hair while whipping her ass. I finally tossed her onto the bed and fucked her until shooting a HUGE load of come all over the “S” on her chest.

So during or after the fight if you strip my girl naked, spread her legs, and really go after her clit with your finger nails (and I mean REALLY go after it – do NOT hold back) then I will give you an extra $100 for each day that my girl’s pussy is sore after the fight. So if her pussy is sore for a week and a half then you’ll make over a thousand dollars. But you’ll have to really earn that money – I want you to dig your fingernails into her clitoris and scratch it up real bad, stretch it out and twist it and yank on it, and bring tools like clamps and clothespins or even a pair of pliers to snag onto her clit. And I want your husband to get close-up pictures of your fingernails digging into her clitoris, and I want close-up, detailed pictures of my girl’s pretty face contorted in an orgasm of pure agony with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open.

In her past catfights I have seen her opponents do downright hellacious things to her pussy and she has been able to take whatever they can dish out. So when you fight my girl, I want you to go after her clit and go after it real good. I want you to HURT my girl’s clit. Do EVERYTHING to her sensitive little nub of womanhood. I cannot wait to watch you earn that money, and it will be worth every penny. So we are looking forward to the upcoming fight – let me know if anything comes up between now and then but if not I’ll see you in a few days.

PS: Remember what I said about going after my girl’s pussy. I don’t want you to hold back – do EVERYTHING to her vagina, pussy lips, and especially her clit. I know she can take it.”

Alex wrote me back a day later and simply said:

“You’re on. I’m looking forward to fucking up your pathetic slut’s pussy.

Xoxo,

Alex.”

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Kris and Alexandra go off to get changed while Mike and I prepare the fighting area in the basement of the beach house. It’s a large, wide area with plush, cream colored carpet and some furniture that Mike and I push to the perimeters, including the large couch that he and I will watch the fight from. We set up some dangling wrist shackles around the room to add some spice to the fight, or the aftermath. There is a locked door on the far end of the fighting area, and when I ask Mike about it he simply says that it’s a celebration room for after the fight. The rules for the fight will be simple – anything goes, and the first girl to give up or be pinned is the winner. A submission will only be allowed if the loser screams it out, preferably if she is in tears. I will be in charge of counting for a pin because Mike will be filming the fight. The videos of Kris’s past fights are some of my prized possessions, and I get off to them frequently. One of my favorites was when poor Kris fought this trashy brunette named Misty and the bitch just pounded the hell out of my girl in a lopsided slaughter. God it was so humiliating… Misty really rubbed in her dominance and taunted my girl mercilessly all night while dishing out a massive, inhuman amount of punishment (she beat my Kris up real bad for a long, long time); Misty mauled her pussy until Kris was in tears, made her kiss her ass and feet, and then she forced a soundly beaten Kris to crawl around on all fours with a leash around her neck until she ended up kneeling in front of Misty’s man, forced to suck his dick until he shot a huge load of come all over her pretty face before Misty dragged her back for more punishment. I’ve watched the video of that fight more than a hundred times and it makes me come HARD every time.

The girls return from their respective bedrooms, Alex in a black bathrobe and Kris in a cute pink bathrobe. I can see that Alex has black stocking feet beneath the bottom of her robe while Kris has white stocking feet. Kris walks up to me, we kiss, and I give her a big hug while whispering, “I love you” into her ear. Kris then walks back over into the fighting area and Alex gives her a dagger-filled look of disdain. The two beauties start to slowly untie their bathrobes, and then they let them slip down to the floor to reveal their fighting attire – and the psychological part of the war between these two ladies has begun. Alexandra is wearing a black lace bra, black lace panties, and black thigh high stockings while Kris has on a pink silk bra and panties with white thigh high stockings. She looks more beautiful than ever when she fights. Kris has white tape wrapped around her fists while Alex has black fingerless gloves, indicating that these lovely ladies mean business tonight.

Mike strikes a bell with a small hammer and Kris and Alex start to circle each other with their fists raised. Kristin has a look of complete concentration and focus on her face, with a slight hint of nervousness, while Alex has a confident, bitchy smirk. This feeling out process goes on for about thirty seconds, until my beautiful girl breaks the tension by swinging a blow at Alexandra’s face with her right fist. Alex easily parries the blow with her left forearm, and then delivers a quick strike to Kris’s left tit followed by an underhanded dagger thrust to the throat. Kris backpedals toward the wall with her hands around her throat, gasping for air with a stunned look on her face, and it’s obvious right away that Alexandra is the better, stronger, and more experienced fighter. My God, Kris is probably going to get her ass kicked real bad… and she is going to look SO good in the process. My mouth is dry from anticipation and my hard-on is beyond a bar of lead to a substance so hard that it has yet to be discovered. I’ve waited months for this moment.

Alex steps up, slugs Kris in the gut, shoves her against the wall, and then steps up again and PLANTS her right fist as hard as she can directly into Kris’s lower belly. She doesn’t waste any time going after my girl’s weakness. Kris’s mouth opens and her face contorts in a look of utter disbelief at how much the blow hurt, and then Alex grabs my girl’s hair, pulls her head forward to bend her over a little bit, and then delivers an uppercut to the tummy so hard that it lifts Kris’s stocking feet off of the lush carpet. From the animalistic way that Kris shrieks and the look of pure horror on her face after the blow it’s obvious that Alex’s gloves are loaded. Oh no. Two years ago Kris fought a Black girl who had loaded gloves and it proved to be the most brutal, lopsided beating of Kris’s life – even worse than that Misty fight. The mean Black bitch pounded my poor girl to an absolute pulp and beyond for over twenty five minutes with nothing but feeble, feminine slaps in return. At one point the Black girl tied Kris up and delivered seventy three unanswered blows to her belly (I kept count) – slow, methodical loaded glove blows over the course of several minutes. After the fight I had to rush Kris to the hospital with internal bleeding while she lay in the back seat of my car wrapped in a blanket covered in bruises, clutching her belly, and softly crying from her swollen shut eyes and softly and submissively saying “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” about getting her ass kicked so bad. Alex smiles at Kris’s reaction after the huge loaded glove uppercut to the tummy, and then she grabs Kris’s shoulders, presses them firmly against the wall behind her, and then brings her black nylon covered knee up into Kris’s white panties. Hard. Kris lifts off the floor again and moans from the cunt crushing blow. Alex follows this up with another punch to the gut and then three more slow, deliberate knee smashes to the pussy while looking Kris right in the eyes in dominant fashion as Kris gives her a frightened, pained look in return. Alex steps back to survey her handiwork as Kris slowly drops to her knees with her hands on her crotch.

Alex then gets a more serious, almost frightening look on her face before leaping into the air and clubbing Kris across the back with her left arm – knocking her face first into the carpet. The dark haired bitch then grabs Kris’s blonde hair and starts dragging her across the carpet, before dropping down to her knees and slowly, methodically, and forcefully rubbing Kris’s face into the floor by the hair. Alex then simply says, “Bitch…” through clenched teeth as she slowly lifts a gasping Kris off the floor and up to her feet, slugs her in the belly again, and then bends Kris over and delivers 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6 consecutive knee smashes to Kris’s mid-section. Kris bends over clutching her tummy and gagging, and Alex takes the opportunity to scoop her up… extend her right knee while facing me… and then SLAM Kris’s back across her knee to deliver a huge, devastating backbreaker. Kris’s eyes close and her mouth opens slightly as she is arched across her rival’s knee, and Alex takes the opportunity to dig her sharp fingernails into Kris’s belly and rake them back and forth for a painful belly claw that makes my girl squirm. After doing this for a while Alexandra looks me right in the eyes, smirks, and then slips her right hand into Kris’s pink panties to start mauling my girl’s pussy – as if to say “I want that money”. I have essentially put a bounty on my girlfriend’s pussy in this fight, and Alex damn sure as hell wants to claim it. Alex pinches Kris’s clit with those sharp fingernails and I can see the bulge of her hand within Kris’s panties while my beautiful girlfriend gasps in shock. Alex finally ends this barrage with a huge double fisted blow to the belly before shoving Kris off so that she plops face down onto the carpet.

Alex stands up, patiently waiting for Kris to struggle up to her knees, and then when she does Alex runs in and PUNTS my girl in the belly so hard that she flips onto her back, with the slapping sound of Alex’s foot hitting against Kris’s belly flesh reverberating throughout the room. Kris lies on her back clutching her belly and grimacing in pain, and a relentless Alexandra kicks her hands away and then stomps down into her belly… and then a second time… and then a third stomp to the gut. Alex drops down and goes for the first cover of the fight, pinning Kris beneath her, so I go over, drop down to my knees, and slap the carpet for a pin but Kris kicks out at “1”. I go back over to the couch while Alex grabs Kris by the hair, lifts her up to her feet, and shoves her against the nearest wall before tagging her in the gut with another huge punch from that loaded glove. Alex mockingly plays with Kris’s hair, and then reaches behind, undoes Kris’s pink bra, and then slips it off before tossing it aside and then unloading a barrage of uppercuts to Kris’s scrumptious white tits. The poor good girl moans after each blow. Once Kris’s boobs are nice and bruised up, Alex whispers something into Kris’s ear that makes Kris look upset, even causing some tears to well up in her eyes – I don’t know what she said but it looks like it really hurt my girl’s feelings. This mean bitch likes to dish out psychological pain as well. The bad girl then grabs Kris’s panties and strips them down to the floor to leave her in just her white stockings – revealing that my girl likes to be clean shaven down there. Alexandra rubs the scar over Kris’s uterus where she was burned with the hot poker, and then she SLUGS her there with her right knuckle as hard as she can – using the scar as a target. Alex then walks over to me, twirls the panties, and then tosses them at me before blowing a kiss to rub in her dominance. However, when Alex turns around a furious, tearful, and now practically naked Kristin rushes up to her and kicks her right between the legs! A surprised Alex drops down and Kris goes nuts just wailing away on her with wild abandon, until knocking her onto her back, straddling her, and just pounding away with her taped fists. A ferocious Kris manages to rip off Alex’s bra and then starts to hammer Alex’s bare boobs while the dark haired beauty squirms beneath her and tries to buck her off and slap her blows away.

Kris keeps the upper hand like this for a few minutes, and she pounds Alex pretty good until the dark haired bad girl’s tits are bruised up just like Kris’s. Eventually Kris grabs Alex by the dark hair and smashes her face into the wall a few times before unceremoniously dumping her down to the floor like tossing a bag of trash into a landfill. I can tell that Kris legitimately wants to win this fight – there is something about Alex that stirs up primal hatred and anger in my girl. Kristin jumps into the air and splashes down on top of a topless Alex, and then she hooks her right leg. I’m mesmerized by the fight so I forget my duty for a few seconds, and Kris gives me an annoyed look and says, “Count!” while slapping the floor. I go over, and slap the carpet with my right palm once, and then twice … and then Alex manages to kick out and shove Kris off of her. A frustrated Kris looks over at me with a pouty expression as if to say, “I had her… why didn’t you count faster?” but then when Kris turns around to dish out more punishment Alex socks her right between the legs, making Kris drop down clutching her crotch with her mouth formed in an “o”. A sneering Alex then pulls herself up to her knees, brushes hair out of her face, and then the two sexy warriors go toe to toe on their knees in a hate filled slugfest. Kris is so mad (what did Alex fucking say to her to make her that mad?) that she actually holds her own quite well despite being hammered with loaded gloves by a bigger, stronger girl, and eventually Kris clocks Alex so hard across the left side of her cheek that she draws blood and busts her lip open. Alex scowls at Kris while slowly rubbing the blood from her mouth with her left hand, and the look of hatred from those sadistic, exotic brown eyes makes Kris hesitate for just a split second. Kris goes to throw another blow, but Alex blocks it, grabs Kris’s right wrist, and then delivers one… two… three… four unanswered blows to Kris’s belly and then bashes her right in the face, making blood spurt up into the air as Kris topples back, devastated. Alex crawls over and throttles Kris all over, including a few double fisted axe handle blows to the belly, and then she picks her up by the hair, walks her across the room like a dog, and then shoves her back against the wall right beneath the shackles before crushing her with an enormous kick to the cunt.

Alex then presses her body against Kris’s and their sweaty tits rub together; Alex grabs Kris’s wrists and Kris knows what she plans to do so she fights her as much as she can. Alex is just too strong though and she eventually locks Kris’s wrists in the shackles, trapping her against the wall. It’s now open season as Alex lifts up her loaded gloves and pummels Kris across the left side of her face – causing a mark to form on her cheek. Alex takes a break from the punishment to lean in, say, “Awwww does it hurt?” and then she leans in and sensually kisses the boo boo on Kris’s left cheek. Alex then stands back and hammers the left side of Kris’s face until it is swollen and unrecognizable, with her left eye practically closed. The mean bitch then kisses the right side of Kris’s face before pounding her there with her left fist like a slow, methodical jackhammer. Damn, Kris is going to have to wear sunglasses and lots of makeup for weeks to cover up those bruises. Next, Alex kneels down and sends several uppercuts right to Kris’s cunt that rattle her body, and then stands up and slowly tags my girl all over the belly with punch after punch from those loaded gloves. Alex takes her time and hits my girl as hard as she can with those loaded gloves, making Kris lift up her knee after a few particularly brutal hits. Alex starts aiming for the increasingly large welts and bruises. The dark haired seductress then looks over at me, smirks, rubs her right thumb and middle finger together in the “money” sign, and then she leans close to Kris’s ear and says, “I’m sure your boyfriend will enjoy this as much as me, you fucking loser” before moving her right hand down Kris’s battered body to her mid-section, walking her fingers down to her crotch, and then getting a real good pinch on her clit and squeezing as hard as she can. Kris’s legs start to shake and she moans out from the brutal clit pinch, as her wrists are bound helplessly above her head. Alex then digs her right thumbnail and fingernail into each side of Kris’s sensitive bundle of nerves and then rakes her nails down several times, slowly and forcefully. Poor Kris’s face is contorted in agony with her mouth gasping open and closed like a guppy on a dock. Alex finishes this barrage of pain with a crushing uppercut to the pussy and then a running kick to the cunt that reverberates throughout the beach house with the delicious sound of Alex’s black stocking foot rocking against Kris’s wet and sore vagina. Alex undoes my girl’s wrist shackles and lets her sink to the ground, still opening and closing her mouth like a guppy with a look of shocking pain on her face.

As Kris sits on the floor Alex grabs her hair and then SOCKS her hard in the right eye – noticeably making her eye swell up even more. A majority of Kris’s flesh from her waist to the top of her head is covered in bruises, welts, or other marks including almost all of her face and belly. The mean brunette then grabs my girl by the tits and drags her by the tits away from the wall. Alex decides to take down each of Kris’s white stockings one at a time to make her fully naked, and she uses one of them to bind Kris’s wrists above her head. Alex then lifts up Kris’s bare ankles and stomps her in the cunt several times – making the hurting blonde cutie moan with each forceful thrust of her heel. Alex then jumps up and drives her right knee into Kris’s crotch, and now it’s time for what I’ve really been waiting for. I can tell that Alex really wants to earn her money now. The brunette bad girl scratches up, pinches, and yanks on Kris’s labia, socks her in the vagina a few times, and then she snags her fingernails into her clit like a hungry predator with a fresh kill. Oh my God it must hurt so much; Kris just softly gasps with her eyes open wide. Alex rakes her fingernails across her clit, digs her sharp nails in, mashes her clit between her fingers, yanks on it, and everything else. At one point she even pulls her entire body a few inches by yanking back hard on her clit. Alex then takes the sharp nails on the index and middle fingers of her right hand, and slips them into Kris’s vagina. Alexandra subsequently curls her fingers inside, rakes her nails along the inside of Kris’s vaginal walls, and then scrapes her fingers back. A few times. And then she goes over to get her goodies.

Alex takes out a simple wooden clothespin, spreads my girl’s pussy lips open to expose her clit as much as possible, and then firmly snags it on. She then gets her pliers ready and waits patiently while Kris squirms for over a full minute. Alex finally removes the clothespin (causing a moan of both relief and a new kind of pain from blood rushing back in) and then clamps the pliers onto Kristin’s clitoris to work it like a loose part in an engine. Kris suffers terribly while Alex methodically uses the pliers for a few minutes, twisting her clit among other things. Next, Alexandra gets up… and walks over to a lamp. She removes the lampshade, and then she ominously walks over to my whimpering girlfriend. Alex drops to her knees, holding the still plugged in lamp like a warrior with a club, and she slowly lowers the hot lightbulb down toward Kris’s vagina. Oh my God. She finally places the light bulb against Kris’s clit for just a split second, making my girl yelp, and then she leaves the hot bulb against her clit and then the opening of vagina for increasingly long periods of time. At the end of this torture session Alex leaves the bulb against Kris’s vagina for over 9 full, slow seconds and I can actually hear the faint sizzle of her pussy flesh while Kris screams. Alex then smashes the light bulb against the floor, dimming the room a little and turning the bulb into a sharp, electrified weapon, and she presses the jagged lamp socket right against Kris’s left ovary… then her right ovary… and then right over the scar on her uterus while my poor girl jiggles and shrieks.

Finally, Alex puts the lamp aside, and then she curls around Kris’s body while whispering something into her ear with a cruel smile on her face. Whatever she says makes Kris start to sob softly in response. She then grabs Kris by the hair and says, “Up you go…” She pulls my blonde, battered beauty up to her feet on wobbly legs, socks her in the gut one more time (really, really hard), and then puts her in a bear hug, lifts her up into the air, extends her knee, and DRIVES my girl’s cunt right across her knee for a huge, cunt crushing reverse atomic drop. Kristin just sits on Alexandra’s knee facing the ceiling with her eyes shut and her mouth slightly open in an expression of utter defeat. Alex mockingly and sensually kisses Kris on her swollen eyes before letting my girl just slowly slump off of her knee and down to the floor like a beaten sack of flour. Alex seductively straddles my girl, pressing her wrists into the floor, and then slowly lowers her boobs into Kris’s face like a candle wick being dipped into wax. Alex presses Kris’s wrists into the floor even more firmly and then nods at me to come over and count. I’m so horny that I can barely make it over there, but I kneel down and slap my palm against the floor. And damned if Kris doesn’t struggle a little in a feeble attempt to kick out, even after all she’s been through. I’ve never seen her so determined to beat a woman so clearly superior to her. I slap my palm against the floor a second time, and then after a lengthy pause I slap my palm into the floor for the third and final time. My girl has been pinned. Mike dings the bell a few times, and Alex gets up, stomps Kris in the belly, and I raise her hand in obvious, dominant victory.

I know that it’s not over, of course. Alex grabs a softly sobbing, completely helpless Kris by the blonde hair and drags her over to that mystery door. Mike, with his video camera in hand, opens the door to the room and I can clearly see that Alex turned it into a makeshift torture chamber. Oh no. Alexandra lifts Kris up to her feet by the hair, dumps her onto the table, and binds her wrists and ankles nice and tight with her legs spread and slightly elevated. Alex reaches into her purse and takes out a metal speculum, which she inserts into my girl’s vagina and then spreads it open nice and wide. Alex then looks at her grisly assortment of implements and picks up an orange violet wand torture dildo, which she turns on – making a crackling sound. She shoves the violet wand deep back into Kris’s pussy, all the way back to her cervix, and roughly fucks her with it like she’s churning butter while my girl moans in agony.

After quite some time Alex puts the violet wand away (for now, at least) and she looks at me and says, “I brought something special just for you and your girl’s sensitive clit – although this will probably cost you a lot of money. She won’t be able to wear panties for weeks.” Alexandra reaches into her expensive purse and pulls out a harsh looking, coarse emery board. She goes over to my girl’s clit, places the emery board against it, and then starts to slowly scrape it back and forth across her clit while my girl shivers in anguish. Over the next ninety minutes or so my poor Kris and her sensitive pussy suffer horribly in many different ways just like this while I watch, transfixed with my beyond hard dick pulsating with each scrape of the emery board, each droplet of hot wax, each slap with the stick, each rub of the spiky wheel...

But after all, I know she can take it.