Suite War Part 1
By Joebur68

It had been several weeks since Suzi had had her first experience of catfighting and, much to her surprise, she found herself wanting more. This had led to her exploring several online forums and videos as well as trying to develop an arsenal of moves. When thinking back to her initial combat, she had felt uncomfortable about the deceitful nature of the match ( she’d been financially incentivised to turn a playful catfight session into a more violent, one-sided affair) and had resolved that, if she were to find herself in another bout, it would be a contest where both participants were fully aware of the nature of their match.
Living and working in Las Vegas – THE sin city – had the advantage of opportunities for such particular indulgences to be regularly catered for and, after posting online that she was interested in competition, she was soon contacted with an offer to fight privately. Details were quickly ironed out and she now found herself in yet another hotel suite bedroom, preparing for a match with Reena, who had met Suzi at the door. Reena was of a similar height and, although wearing a robe, seemed of a similar build to Suzi. Her long, black hair had been swept away from her face into a high pony tail which further defined her soft jawline and high cheekbones. Despite her cherry- glossed lips being curved in a smile of greeting, Reena’s dark eyes had seemed rather cold, hard. She’d ushered Suzi into the room to change while she was clearing the space for their bout in the lounge area. While waiting for Reena to call her, Suzi took time to check herself out in the mirror. She had decided to try a new look – her shoulder length brown hair had been cut short into a kind of spiky, punky look and peroxided. This emphasised her full, cherubic mouth and sapphire blue eyes. Tonight, she had chosen a pure white bikini, a size smaller than she would usually wear but ideal for showing off her curves. And what curves they were! Weight training at the gym had helped to further tone up her arms plus more carbs and protein in her diet had seen her pack on a couple of extra pounds in all the right places: her bikini top could barely contain her bulging breasts and her tummy had a slight overhang and love handles .But it was her ass that she was proudest of. Suzi turned and glanced over her shoulder in the mirror to admire it. Big, round but no dimples or the orange peel skin of cellulite, perfectly framed by her daringly small thong. How many other women pushing forty could say the same? Turning back around, she ran her hands over the top of her thighs; the soft pliant skin concealing squat-toughened quadriceps and abductors – strengthened to squeeze and crush! Her hand strayed to the top of her leg, where the narrow bikini bottom barely covered her modesty: the sheen of her recent waxing clearly visible. Suzi’s appreciation of herself was rudely interrupted by a knock at the door. Evidently, Reena was ready.
Stepping out into the lamp-lit lounge, Suzi stood facing Reena across an empty expanse of thick carpet. Reena was clearly enjoying the view and nodded her approval of Suzi’s physique before shrugging her own robe off to the floor. If anything, she was more statuesque than Suzi – a bountiful bust encased inside a silver bikini top, an hourglass waist and huge, rounded hips that were as wide as her shoulders. A tattoo of a strand of barbed wire decorated with red roses wound its way from under her matching thong across the top of her well-defined, tanned thigh, wrapping itself around and around the length of the leg to the ankle. Reena lifted her heel and flexed her leg. The muscle definition was indeed impressive and screamed power, as did her arms. If Reena wrapped those around her, Suzi knew she’d be in trouble- like being caught by a boa constrictor. In the lamp light, Reena’s skin had a copper tinge, hinting at a Latino heritage, and, where she’d clearly applied a body cream beforehand, gleamed in the soft glow. The rules for the bout had been decided online prior to their first face-to-face. Twenty minute time limit, submission only, no punching, gouging or knee strikes. Reena looked Suzi up and down once more. “You ready, honey?” she smiled, holding her phone up to show the countdown clock was set. Suzi’s response was an abrupt nod. She was all focus. Her seriousness amused Reena, who shook her head ruefully as she pressed go on the clock and set it down. Both women dropped to a semi-crouch and began to circle each other, taking turns in flicking out an arm, testing the water. Suzi decided to chance it and lunged forward, arms outstretched with the intention of bear hugging Reena. It was a rookie mistake. Reena turned into the lunge, grabbing Suzi’s outstretched left arm and pulling it behind the blonde. Off balance, Suzi staggered before being forced to one knee as Reena bent the arm into a half nelson hold. Sucking in air through gritted teeth, Suzi tried to twist out of the pain but Reena had moved in close, not only holding on with her right arm but pinioning Suzi’s with her body. At such close quarters, she started to snake her left arm towards the blonde’s neck, to try and lock in a choke hold. Despite her relative inexperience, Suzi saw this coming, tucking her head to her chest to reduce the target while still squirming. Feinting with her right hand to grab at Reena’s hair, Suzi was able to force her left hand down, break the hold and twist to face the beautiful Latino. However, Reena was already on the move, wrapping her arms around Suzi’s midriff and pulling her down to the floor, twisting at the last moment to ensure that Suzi was flat on her back. As soon as Suzi’s back hit the carpet, Reena released her grip, swiftly grabbing her wrists and slowly began to push her arms above the struggling newcomers head. As she stretched Suzi’s arms, Reena straddled her taut belly, her huge breasts now parallel with the blonde’s face. Again, Suzi tried to avoid what she knew must be coming- a breast smother-, planting her right foot firmly into the carpet and pushing upwards. The sudden shift sent Reena sliding to the floor and Suzi followed, reversing the hold. As Suzi struggled to push Reena’s hands higher, she again paid for her inexperience, shifting her body weight slightly too high. Executing a quick bridging movement, Reena was able to push Suzi over her onto the floor behind her head. The move wasn’t without consequences for her, though. The move, coupled with Suzi’s trailing foot, pulled her bikini top up, Reena’s huge boobs erupting from beneath the lycra. Instinctively, she tried to cover up and this pause gave Suzi the opportunity she needed. Scrambling back to all fours, she leaped forward from above Reena’s prone head, grasped her opponent’s wrists and forced them flat the floor, her knees pinning her opponent’s upper arms while facing down her body. Desperately, Reena tried to bridge again but Suzi was prepared, her left hand pushing hard against the perspiration-slicked stomach, keeping it down. It was the moment Suzi had been waiting for- a chance to use her ass! She dropped her large, glistening butt towards Reena’s face. At the last second, Reena turned away, avoiding getting the humiliation of being fully enveloped by the flesh but not enough to escape having her left cheek and temple ground into the carpet. Suzi now took her chance. While her left arm kept Reena flat to the floor, her right hand sneaked back up Reena’s torso, latching onto her exposed, massive right breast. With malicious intent, Suzi dug her nails into the soft, pliant brown flesh and began to twist, pull and stretch the skin. From beneath her butt, a string of expletives erupted. This only added fuel to the fire as Suzi increased her grip, twisting even harder which produced another stream of profanities from below. Time to strike the decisive blow. Stretching her hand wide, Suzi grasped as much of Reena’s tit as possible and squeezed. Her crimson painted nails sank into the flesh, threatening to pierce and, when satisfied her grip was strong enough, Suzi began to pull upward. Red track lines marked the passage of her nails as they were dragged over the malleable, heaving breast before coming to a point at the dark, erect nipples. Each nail dug in for purchase and carried on lifting, distorting the beautiful, supple dome into a stretched pyramid of skin. Face pressed against the floor, Reena screwed her eyes up against the intense pain. She had a choice – tap out now and still have plenty of time to equalise the match or continue to resist and maybe risk an injury which would hamper any recovery. Common sense won out. “ Ok…..i give .. I give!” she yelled. Immediately, the pressure on her nipple was released and the weight on her head and neck removed as Suzi slid off. However, as she dismounted, Suzi grabbed the bikini top that had ridden up under Reena’s chin and pulled it up over her arms, throwing it into a corner of the room. “You won’t be needing that anymore, babe!” she smiled, her skin now glowing with the blush of exertion.
Basking in the exhilaration of her advantage, Suzi knelt down , taking up a four point stance, her eyes never leaving Reena. Nursing her red, tender breast, Reena adopted a similar stance but looked noticeably nervous, almost unwilling to re-engage for fear of further punishment. Sensing an opportunity for a second fall, Suzi began to stalk her, padding forward, closing the gap between them. Again, inexperience, this time mixed with over-confidence, betrayed her. Although hurt, Reena had no intention of shying away from the fight. Darting forward, she grabbed Suzi’s outstretched left arm and pulled. Falling forwards, Suzi splayed onto the carpet while Reena slithered onto her prone opponent, sitting heavily onto the small of the blonde’s back. Suzi gasped as the wind was knocked out of her but this was just the tip of the iceberg. Secure in her seat, Reena lent forward to the back of Suzi’s right knee and spitefully pinched at the flesh. Instinctively, the lower leg kicked up, as Reena knew it would, into her waiting hand. Grasping the ankle, Reena slammed it down onto the back of Suzi’s left knee, causing that to fold backwards. Both hands grabbed Suzi’s left foot and pulled it towards her ass, trapping her right foot and forming a knotted figure four shape. Trying to push her chest off the carpet, Suzi yelped as her hamstrings protested at the punishment but a swift, short butt drop from her vengeance fuelled opponent dropped her flat again. Reena now really cranked on the hurt, continuing to pull the left foot towards her, her sweat slick breasts pushed together by her tensed biceps, bending Suzi’s back mercilessly as her pelvis was involuntarily raised from the floor. The yelp became a series of distressed pants as Suzi’s stretched tendons screamed at this torture and her vertebrae shifted into unnatural alignment. “You ready to give?” hissed Reena over her shoulder, punctuating each word with a pulse of pressure. Suzi ripped at the carpet, fighting back the urge to acquiesce, her vision blurring from the sweat of agony that masked her face. “No? Ok. I’d better try this!” laughed Reena. Hooking her left arm around Suzi’s left knee, she tucked the foot under her left armpit and freed up her right hand. Stretching between the blonde’s thighs, she clasped the strip of thong that emerged from the bottom of Suzi’s ass and pulled. The thin fabric stretched even thinner, slipping in between the soft folds of Suzi’s pussy. The pain was excruciating! Tears mingling with the streaks of sweat, she threw her head back. ” Aaaaaaarrrrgggghhhhhh ! Fuck – stop…stop….. please – I give, I give!!!!” “Ah, ah ,ah, “ cooed Reena, not relinquishing her grip on the fabric. “ Not till you say ‘I submit, ma’am’.” To further emphasise her point, Reena pulled even harder, smiling as Suzi’s labia bulged on either side of the material. “ I …. Submit… ma’am,” howled Suzi, the need to end the agony far outweighing the humiliation of the submissive statement. Throwing the blonde’s legs to the floor, Reena stood up and strode over to one of the sofas, where she had draped a towel earlier. Wincing slightly as she wiped the sweat from her chest, she glanced at the timer. “ Hey, blondie,” she chuckled, as Suzi struggled to her knees, gingerly holding her back with one hand while pulling her thong back into position with the other. “We’ve still got ten minutes to go. Ready for some more?”
To be continued