Fight Junkies by GaltMal

A little over a month had passed since California met Washington in one of the best battles that I have been able to witness. Tami proved to be an excellent lover as well as a talented fighter, and she really wore me out after her match with Lacey. Although her breasts were badly bruised and swollen, it excited her beyond words to have me work them over roughly during our lovemaking, but that was now just a happy memory and she had long returned back to California. It goes without saying that my actions inside the ring that night was reprehensible and just cause for preventing me from hosting the AFF girls at my venue or receiving an invite to event. As I sit here and dwell on it today, this really bums me out. I'd have really liked to watch all that young talent and possibly provide the same opportunity to a couple of them as I had for Lacey and Tami. Since their epic evening of action, bouts had been non-existent and the arena has been dark seventy-five percent of the time. Nadia and Amanda both hadn't fought since their latest encounter and several other fighters were out tending to injuries. No fight cards meant that there were no revenues and with the cost incurred on putting on that last production, I was in need of a good payday to maintain my preferred lifestyle. The dilemma I was faced with was coming up with a marquee match up, one that would force the patrons to want to spend some of their hard-earned money. Trouble was Nadia and Amanda were my superstars and rehashing that feud too soon would damage that rivalry. My stable was on the decline once again due to the vicious nature of the business and mounting injuries taking a toll on the fighters. They were lobbying hard for me to go to a more professional-like format, with very limited catfight maneuvers permitted. I thought that it would really take away from what had been crafted and hurt them and the federation in the long run from the business perspective. While all of this was simply speculation and in the early discussion stages, the one thing that I was sure of was is that I felt like a junkie in need of a fix, a real bad fix, a female fighting fix.

In order to satiate my lust for money and fighting women, I went to the wealthiest money sources, trying to drum up some cash for a bout as well as putting out some feelers as to what fight everyone would most like to see. I quickly learned that the money wouldn't be a problem, but the catch was to be getting Jenny and Yuki back together to renew their vicious rivalry. It was almost a unanimous request to see these two add to their legendary poolside battle. I didn't think it would take too much to convince Jenny to get back inside the ring. I believe she was ready to fight Yuki anytime and anywhere. She was steamed at the conclusion of that bloody battle would be ripe for a rematch. Matter of fact, she'd gotten beat the last two times they fought so I knew she'd be geared up for some revenge. Yuki might take a bit more convincing as her bouts with Jenny really took a toll on her body. Although she fared very well in these fights and harbored a real hatred for her American adversary, she would be a bit more reluctant and be a harder sell. I let everyone know that I would try and arrange a match between those two young beauties and prepared them that it would probably cost them a hundred and thirty five grand to do so, minimum. They thought it was a bit steep, but they'd see what kind of package they could put together. In the meantime, I had to go to work at trying to bring these two sexy hellcats together to stoke the fires. If my contacts couldn't come up with the money, I figured a face-to-face meeting with the two just might instigate a freebie for myself. I contacted both and set up a meeting at my place.

Jen was the first to show and she was certainly growing into a fine looking young woman. Jen was a seventeen-year old beauty with an auburn tint to her shoulder length hair. She had green, bedroom eyes that sparkled and a well-developed, sexy, curvy body. She was a stone fox as she entered into my office, taking a seat in the chair across from my desk. She wore a black, two-pieced suit, no hose and a pair of four-inch, strap on black heels. The hemline of her skirt was cut probably four to five inches above her knees and her top was opened just enough that when she was seated, it slightly revealed her firm, well-tanned breasts. She was one beautiful, young hottie. Noticing that I couldn't take my eyes off of her chest, she casually leaned forward and removed her jacket, displaying a sheer, pink chiffon top. I thought I'd be ready to bust it right there and then as her top did little to conceal her young, firm breasts. The top was long sleeved, but it was tied shut just beneath her breasts, leaving her entire mid-section fully exposed. The soft material clung to her soft, tender flesh revealing the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra and really blossomed since her summer match. She had a knowing grin on her face as she took a seat and crossed her legs, the hemline riding up high while exposing much of her long, sexy legs. “What is it that has you so amused?” I asked as I tried to stay calm and remain in control. She responded with an air of confidence, “I know why I'm here and I also know that you're liking what you see way too much. Let me put you out of your misery real quick, you can't have it!” I could only smile while thinking, damn, what a bitch. “So where's the slant-eyed cunt?” she asked without much emotion. Almost as if it were on cue, the office door opened and in the doorway stood Yuki, looking sexy and blonder than ever. Yuki was an eighteen-year-old beauty wearing a black mini skirt and a sleeveless, light blue knit top. Her hair hung down just below her shoulders and she looked tall and lean in her four inch black heels.

Jen stood as soon as she saw Yuki and much to my surprise, Yuki wasted no time as she rushed forward attacking her half sister. Yuki drove her shoulder into Jen's chest driving her over backward onto my desk. Jen reached around with her right hand, going up the backside of the Yuki's short skirt and began clawing fiercely upon the back of her left upper thigh and buttocks. Yuki reached out grabbing hold of the sides of the Jen's hair and began shaking her head violently, pounding the back of her head against the desk. I was already stiff from the sight of Jen and her sexy outfit, but now I felt as though I was ready to explode as they two sexy hellcats began to tear into one another. As much as I would have liked to let these two continue to rip into each other, I knew this wasn't going to give any of us our desired payday, so I moved around behind Yuki placing my arm around her throat and yanked upward, pulling her away from her hated enemy. Jen started to rise upward with her, but finally fought her way loose while planting a hard heel into the Asian beauty's belly. Jen stood and straightened herself up, readjusting her skirt and running her hands through her hair. “When and where?” is all she asked, as I stood there firmly holding onto Yuki. I quickly replied, “Out on a farm in two days if agreed upon. Fifty thousand for the winner while the loser gets thirty.” Jen calmly and confidently said, “Call me with the details and I'll be there,” and then exited out through the door. I turned loose of Yuki and stared hard into her dark eyes and asked, “Are you in?” She stared back with her cold, dark eyes and responded, “Yeah, I'm in. I like getting paid lots of money for kicking that bitch's ass.” She too turned and left and all I could do for the moment was stand there and grin, a special tingle taking over my body. Delighted by the outcome and psyched for the pending rematch, I knew I had to go to work and make the necessary phone calls to finalize the financing of the battle. Of course, there were other arrangements that would need to be worked out also, but that had become so instinctive in nature that it was merely a tawdry detail. The hard part was the financial package and speaking of hard, I had a severe, achy feeling down within my pants while imagining these two vicious hellcats fighting once again.

I worked the phones hard for the next thirty minutes or so, garnering as much financial support as possible and due to the prospect of having these two renew their rivalry, the venture turned out to be very successful, exceeding my target amount. I was quite pleased with myself as I sat there calculating the expenses and the profitable windfall I was to experience. Fat and content while working my numbers, I hadn't noticed that Jenny had been close by observing me in my habitat. She purposely cleared her throat alerting me to her presence. I looked up quite startled as she strode over near my desk, as I remained seated. “How long have you been here?” I inquired as I looked up into her green eyes. She moved around my desk quite seductively, easing her way near the left armrest of my chair and leaned back, sliding her shapely backside onto my desktop. Without a word, she looked down at me while crossing her left leg over her right, knowing that she was providing a sexy leg shot as her skirt rode up high upon her tanned thigh. She was seventeen but she was well beyond her years in looks and street smarts. “You get off watching women fight, plus, you seem to be making a decent living while satisfying your little fetish,” she said as I was zoned in on her sexy leg. Before I could respond, she continued, “I like watching men beg, do you like to beg?” she asked. I sort of laughed and sighed at the same time, curious and anxious as to what her angle was. “I don't beg.” I responded with confidence. She hopped down off the desk and started to walk away while saying “Oh, then you won't mind if I make a call or two and tell your good customers that they can watch me fight that slant-eyed whore for a lot less money than two-hundred thousand dollars, will you?” I jumped up like I'd been shot from a catapult. I hadn't moved that quickly in quite a while and instinctively went into damage control mode. “HEY, HEY, HEY, come back here! What is it exactly that you're wanting me to do?” I asked. Without hesitation she turned and responded, “I get one-hundred grand win or lose and thirty seconds to do whatever I'd like with you.” “You've got to be kidding!” I blurted out nervously as I began to work my mind feverishly, trying to figure out how to work this problem. To show that I wasn't letting her get to me, I jokingly threw back at her, “Only thirty seconds, it will take a whole hell of a lot longer than thirty seconds with me babe.” Like a seasoned negotiator, she shot back, “Those are my demands, take it or leave it. But if you choose to leave it, you're only going to have one fighter show up in two days.” I was experiencing a moment of deja vu, as I felt my heart sink deep into the pit of my stomach. I knew that she had me over a barrel once again. “Fine” I said with resignation, “Anything else?” “I'll take my thirty seconds right now if you don't mind” she said as she moved in front of me and began unhooking my belt and lowering the zipper to my pants. As she did so, she continued to talk, “You know, it might be more beneficial to you if I win this fight you know. Think about it, if the cunt wins, you have to pay her fifty-thousand whereas she loses, you only have to pay her thirty.” As those words kept ringing in my ears, I felt my pants slip down and fall beneath my knees. She then focused her attention on loosening my tie and unbuttoning my shirt. As beautiful as this young vixen was, I was frightened beyond belief because she was so cunning at such a tender, young age. I kept thinking thirty seconds, what in the hell could she do that she only demanded thirty seconds. She removed the tie from around my neck and began brushing the back of her hand against the front of my boxers, making sure she kept solid contact with the goods within. She had my full attention as she moved around behind me, taking my right hand, then my left hand and started to bind them together with the tie. “What are you doing?” I chuckled nervously. “I want my thirty seconds uninterrupted and without distraction” she said as she pulled tightly on the ends of the tie, fully securing my hands behind by back. She then reached around grabbing a handful of my stiff cock through the front of my shorts. “Oh my!” she exclaimed, are we getting a little excited. She worked her hand inside the opening of my shorts and ran her nails along the tip of my fully extended penis. I could feel the goose bumps forming as her tender touch took my full, hardened balls into her hand. She kneaded them gently while beginning to count, “Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty eight…” Twenty-eight was the last words I remember hearing as she put on a powerful squeeze, crushing my testicles tightly within her strong, firm claw. I remembered screaming in painful anguish as I felt my sack being crushed while she simultaneously tried to rip it from my body as she stretched them down towards my knees. The pain was excruciating and forced me to pass out. I awoke twenty minutes later, really hurting and feeling swollen. She had kindly untied my hands and left a note lying next to me. It read, “Twenty grand, think about it.” I knew its meaning.

The setting was a good thirty minutes from what I considered civilization, located out on sprawling piece of property that partially fronted the interstate. You could see the traffic pass by in the distance, so this venue was perfectly secluded. The ring was set up in a stable that had been erected back in the 50's. It usually housed a few horses, but the owner temporarily moved them to another section of the stable. The enormity of this place was mind boggling, quite capable of housing a decent sized flea market. He painstakingly had the place cleaned up to make things comfortable for the other guests. It seemed like the perfect setting. The ring was set up in a section of the enclosure that left about three feet of clearance on the east and west sides of the ring. The ground outside the ring was dry and hard and provided plenty of room outside the ring on the north and south ends. These I thought would be the perfect areas for the guests to view the bout. Two sides of the ring face out towards wooden posts with swinging gates that were used to secure horses. Twenty other junkies just like me paid fifteen thousand each to get their fix of a Yuki/Jenny rematch. That price may sound a bit high but I was not about to be outsmarted by a teenager. I double-crossed the young bitch by going back and securing an additional five from each of my select clients. The additional funds would make the pay off to Jen while allowing me to keep some integrity by assuring that it would be a legitimate, hard fought contest without interference. I figured I'd surprise Jen with that little tidbit just prior to the bout. I could be a son of a bitch too when pushed. Counting Gerald and me, there would be twenty-two of us in attendance to witness what we hoped would be another classic encounter in this heated rivalry. I rented generators to supply the additional power necessary to provide the needed lighting as well as operate all of my equipment, which I had positioned everywhere. By the time I was done, I had fifteen cameras set up to catch this bout on film, assuring that I'd catch every spot and angle throughout the barn. I also hired a professional from one of the local TV stations to carry a handheld around, following the action both inside and outside the ring. For the kind of money these folks were paying for this fight, they deserved to have a quality copy of the event. Everything was set and the clock was ticking down to fight time.

Everyone had filed in and the place was electric as they waited for this encounter to begin. No chairs were present for tonight's battle as everyone would stand and move about freely to get the best view possible. I pointed out the camera locations in hopes that they would remain conscious of them and do their best to leave an unobstructed view in order to film the action. I then went about explaining the particulars of the bout to my attentive listeners. “This is an extreme catfight without rules other than gouging or digging into one another's eyes. That would not be tolerated. There is no time limit and the girls will fight until one of them is rendered unconscious and can no longer continue. There will be no submissions, no count outs and certainly, no disqualifications. Due to our wonderful setting for this fight, their attire will be tailored to and quite appropriate for the surroundings. They will wear tight fitting denim cutoffs, Daisy Dukes if you will and a bra. There will be no footwear and they've been instructed to tie their hair up in pigtails.” “Are there any questions?” I inquired, but everyone just shook their heads from side to side, anxious for the match to begin. “Without further adieu, let me introduce our two fighters for this evening's match. First, hailing from the big island of Japan, she is eighteen years old and is sporting blonde hair for tonight's fight. She stands five foot six inches tall and weighs in for this contest at one hundred and thirty three pounds. She is the Asian Pearl, YUUUUKEEEEEE!” Yuki moved out from a gated stall on the east side of the barn, carefully securing the old wooden gate behind her before making her way to the ring. Yuki is a bottle treated blonde with an orange like tint and sporting a 33C-24-36 inch body. She has brown eyes and a beautiful, slightly rounded face. She climbed up into the ring beneath the imported, bright lighting that illuminated the area around the old, wooden structure. Yuki's eyes looked dark and mysterious due to the heavy makeup that surrounded them. She outlined them heavily with dark eyeliner and wore a darkish eye shadow, highlighting them with small glittered specks. Her cheeks were toned with a dark blush, accenting the look of her eyes and her lips were full and red, a coating of fresh, thick lipstick recently applied. Her hair was appropriately done, her pigtails tied up on the sides of her head while hanging downward near her shoulders. Her 33C breasts were snuggly encased within a satin and laced bra, black and shiny as the bright lights beamed down upon it. Her tanned, dark body looked all so sexy as her curves gave way to her waistline, which was being hugged by her short, faded cutoffs. Her jeans were as specified, very tight and short, revealing much of her smoothly shaven legs. She left the front of her shorts unbuttoned with the zipper about halfway, giving it that ultra sexy look. Her tight, rounded ass appeared to have been wedged into the shorts as they caressed her shapely buttocks. The frayed edges of the shorts gave way to her sexy, tanned legs. The girls were to fight barefooted, so she wore no footwear. As she moved towards her corner, I noticed the scratch marks that had been left upon the back of her upper leg in my office from the other day.

“Introducing next, her opponent for tonight's fight, right here from the good old United States of America, she is a seventeen year old, auburn haired beauty. She stands five foot eight inches tall and weighs one hundred and thirty seven pounds, JENNNNEEEEEEEEE!” Jen made her way out from a stall on the west side of the barn as she strutted her way towards the ring. She was a beautiful young woman with a certain sparkle that put a glint in her green eyes. She climbed up through the ropes, her added poundage looking sexy on her five foot eight inch frame. Jen entered the ring with a blossoming 33C-24-36 inch body. Her hair in pigtails gave her that innocent schoolgirl look with the tips hanging just above her shoulders, but I knew there was nothing innocent about this young sexy vixen. A light blue eye shadow filled the area around her eyes while dark eyeliner shaped them giving them a sluttish but sexy look. She didn't need to wear any makeup on her cheeks as she was sporting a wonderful looking tan that provided a natural color to her face, but she was wearing a heavy dose of a hot pink lipstick upon her full, luscious lips. Her firm young rack was tightly confined within a snug fitting pink satin and lace bra. It also glistened as it reflected the bright lights from above while highlighting the great tan that was displayed upon her exposed breast flesh. Her mid-section was perfect, not too thin, just the right amount of meat letting you know that she wasn't one of those that strived to be anorexic, and she had one of those sexy, inny belly buttons. Moving down to the better half of her body, she wore a pair of white denim cutoffs. They oozed sexiness as they appeared as though she was the body model used when they were created. The button was left unbuttoned and the zipper down slightly, allowing for a look at the upper section of her matching pink panty that she wore beneath. The white denim was painted upon her shapely curves, clinging to her hips and perfectly proportioned ass. The shorts gave way to her long, sexy legs. They were long and tanned, they too glistening as they reflected the bright lights from above. I believe her added poundage all went into her legs, especially her thighs, and that was a good thing as far as I was concerned. They were even more luscious than Nadia's and that was something to behold. Even the tops of her feet were tanned and she had her toenails painted pink to fully compliment her fighting attire. I could feel a long, dull ache down inside my pants as I gazed upon this seventeen-year-old beauty. She was simply stunning.

Both women moved towards me in the center of the ring, as this high priced bout was only a minute or two from beginning. I looked at both of these young sexy babes as I began to give them their final instructions. “Ladies, you two are familiar with the rules of this bout. There will be no eye gouging of any kind, only slaps and punches permitted to the area around or near the eyes. Everything else is legal both inside and outside the ring and I will only intervene in the event of imminent serious injury or harm. Do you have any questions?” Both women shook their heads from side to side. “Ladies, go to your corners and when I give the signal, come out fighting. I wish the best of luck to the both of you.” Both young women returned to their corners without a bit of trouble as you could see the focus and concentration on their determined faces. There was a real hatred between these two young rivals and a real purpose of hurting one another when they fight. I think they enjoy fighting against one another and the fact that they can make a huge amount of money for doing so is just an added bonus. I think Yuki has always managed to get the best of her American opponent in the past and it would be of interest to see if she could still manage that dominance tonight. They each stood in their corner with their backs against the turnbuckle. Their arms were extended along the top rope with their hands holding loosely to them. If looks could kill they both would be dead as they coldly stared across the ring at one another, waiting for the signal to begin this latest edition of their war. The high paying crowd moved up along the edge of the ring, their faces filled with anticipation of another vicious fight between these two teen beauties. I walked over to Yuki and asked her if she was ready and she nodded that she was. I then moved over to Jen's corner to inform her that this fight would be on the level and she needn't count on me for any assistance. The look on her face was priceless and I quickly retreated so she would not be able to respond or question me. I moved backwards, positioning myself into a neutral corner and as I hit the turnbuckle, I started the match in a loud and commanding voice, “Fight!”

I gave the word for the girls to fight and they immediately rushed forward and went on the attack. Both young women came out with their arms flailing wildly, each girl slapping and punching at one another. Yuki landed the first serious blow as her right fist caught Jen near the left eye and sent her staggering backward. As she advanced forward, Jen reached out slashing with her nails bared, grazing Yuki's left cheek and leaving a reddened mark upon her beautiful face. Knowing that she would be in for the catfight of her life, Yuki ignored the burn and sting and lunged toward her American foe, seizing hold of the pigtail that hung from the right side of her opponent's head and drove the palm of her right hand upward into the underside of Jen's left breast. The force of the hand thrust compressed Jen's tit hard against her chest, flattening the breast and causing Jen to shriek and wince painfully. The force of the thrust had her backpedaling while she reached up with both hands and planted her nails onto the cheeks of the Asian beauty. Twenty seconds into the bout and I already sensed that this would be a wild one. Yuki screamed out as she felt the tips of Jen's nails cut into the skin of her face while she pushed her foe back against the turnbuckle. Jen hit the corner with a thud as the top turnbuckle hit her between the shoulder blades. Yuki turned loose of the hair and placed her left hand on the chin of the beautiful American, forcing her head backward across the turnbuckle while honing in with her right hand, digging her nails into the exposed tanned area of the brunette's tit flesh while working her thumb up hard into the shiny and smooth pink material of the bra. Jen grunted as her head was bent uncomfortably backward, using her legs like pistons as she rammed her right knee forward, striking Yuki just above the knee on the lower thigh. Yuki grunted painfully as she felt Jen's knee land hard and solid as it crushed against her thighbone. Jen turned her attention to the backside of her Asian foe, placing both hands upon the butt cheeks of Asian Pearl. Jen burrowed her nails upward, working them inside the short and digging into the soft flesh of Yuki's prime ass. Yuki winced, reflecting the pain she was experiencing as it flashed across her face, her eyes making a painful statement. Being the fierce competitor she is, she fought through the painful feelings and released Jen's tit from her sharp claw. She opened her mouth flashing her teeth and lowered it down towards Jenny's chest. Jen felt the hot breath from the Asian princess and twisted her upper torso from side to side, doing her best to keep her breast from becoming the target of a most painful torture. In doing so, she couldn't keep her fingers buried in the backside of the Asian and she placed her hands upon Yuki's hips, trying to push her away. Frustrated by her attempts to bite down upon the American's tit flesh, Yuki shifted her left hand, placing her forearm across the stretched throat of her American counterpart while using her right hand to cup and squeeze at the womanly mound concealed beneath the white denim shorts. Jen let out a small groan as she felt the claw of her Asian foe squeeze hard upward into her crotch. The crotch claw also proved to be a deterrent preventing Jen from using her knee against the leg. Jen went back to work forcing her fingers inside the tight fitting shorts and clawing at the flesh of the Pearl's buttocks. Yuki lowered her head once again, trying like hell to chomp into the tender tit meat of her American opponent. Jen bucked forward, throwing her bodyweight against Yuki and forced her backward. Jen placed and locked her left leg behind the Asian, tangling them up and they both went tumbling over, landing hard upon the canvassed surface. Yuki crashed down upon her back with Jen landing atop her. Jen again lost her grip upon the buttocks and they immediately started to kick and scramble around on the mat, trying to gain the advantage. Yuki wrapped her arms around Jen's back, locking her hands together in the small of the brunette's back. She squeezed and Jen let out a grunting sound as she started rolling towards her left, pulling the Asian Pearl over with her. Jen wrapped her left arm around the blonde Asian and maneuvered her right down near the crotch of her foe, trying to put the squeeze on the Asian beauty. Yuki kept the rolling motion going as they rolled across the mat, each taking a brief moment atop of one another. Yuki spread her legs wide stopping the crocodile death roll and landed upon her back. Jen shifted her position, trying to improve it in order to get a better grasp upon the blonde's crotch, but before she could react, Yuki lifted her legs and threw them around the brunette, locking them together at the ankles and began crushing them against the sides of the American beauty. Jen threw her head back and moaned deeply as she felt the painful burn searing through her sexy midriff as her Japanese foe grinded her knees hard into the area just above the brunette's hips. Jen placed her hands flat upon the canvassed surface on either side of the Japanese girl's upper torso, pushing down hard while trying to lift herself upward away from her opponent. Yuki's legs were tight and defined as she exerted the muscles in her legs, trying to crush the life out of her American rival. Yuki took the opening left by Jen and swung her right hand around hard, landing a hard open-handed roundhouse cracking against the left side of the green-eyed beauty's face. Jen howled out painfully as her head was knocked to side from the powerful blow. Yuki reached up with the left hand grabbing hold of Jen's pigtail and jerked her head back to the left and hammered her across the face with a hard, solid smack across the cheek. Jen howled out again while quickly moving her hands off the mat and attacking her hated enemy. Jen went for the face with the left hand, attacking and using her nails on the cheek near the right ear. She also attacked with her right, grabbing and squeezing hard upon the firm, shapely left breast, digging her nails deep into the tender tit meat. Yuki wailed out loudly as she felt Jen's talons begin to inflict some damage to her dark, lovely skin. Opening minute or so to the bout and the mood was electric. This was certainly going to live up to their previously established tradition of being an extremely vicious fight between these two, young rivals.

Yuki's eyes were clenched tightly shut and her mouth hanging open echoing her pain as she screamed out from the attack upon her tit and face. Yuki quickly grabbed hold of Jen's other pigtail as it dangled downward and secured a two handed hold upon the hair and rocked her over toward the side, sending Jen tumbling over to the left and onto the mat. Jen landed on her side and lost her grip on both areas of her opponent. Yuki moved with catlike quickness as she shifted her body, rearranging her legs and clamping them together once again, this time clamping Jen into a breast scissors. Jen bridged up onto the balls of her feet while grunting loudly from the pressure being placed upon her chest. Making it look all the more painful was that Yuki still had a firm hold of the brunette's hair, forcing her head to be twisted and pulled as it was forced down upon her left shoulder. What a great hold by the young Japanese girl as she not only had her head and breasts, but also trapped Jen's left arm where it too was caught within the scissors and rendered helpless. She was left with the use of her right arm only and was trying to reach across her body to attack her blonde opponent. Yuki tightened the muscles in her legs, increasing the power being placed upon the Jen's chest, causing her to groan loudly while lifting her lower torso by rising up high onto her toes. She slapped and clawed harmlessly at the leg of her opponent who in turn used the hold on the ponytails to wrench the head of the brunette in a direction that didn't look natural. Jen screamed out in agony while slapping her right hand down hard against the canvassed surface. Although the scissor hold is effective in pinning the left arm of her American opponent, it is also preventing her from applying the type of pressure she'd like to the brunette's chest. Her head being twisted around towards the mat, Jen reached out with her right hand, extending it down toward Yuki's feet and grabbed hold of the toes on Yuki's right foot. Yuki began uttering something in her native tongue right before screaming and unlocking her ankles, trying to kick free with her left foot. Jen used the break to roll towards her right; easing the painful pressure she had to be experiencing with her head twisted around so uncomfortably. She came to rest on her belly but still between the legs of the Pearl who quickly locked her legs together around the brunette's mid-section. Jen grunted from the force of the scissors but was also free to reach over with both hands and latch onto the breast and face of the Asian beauty. Jen had tit with her right hand and raked the nails of the left hand along the right cheek and neck of the Japanese beauty. Yuki squealed as she felt Jen's nails again inflicting damage to her beautiful flesh. Yuki squealed as she arched her back away, trying to put some distance between her upper torso and Jen's dangerous claws. Out of harms way, she again tightened her legs, using them to crush inward against the torso of the brunette, who quickly retaliated by raking her nails across the belly of her Asian foe. Yuki squealed once more as Jen's nails inflicted bodily harm upon her while also grabbing hold of her denim shorts and tugging at the front, trying to force the zipper to open even further, exposing Yuki's black panty. Jen attacked with the nails again forcing Yuki to unlock her legs and move backward upon her elbows, escaping from her clawing adversary. Jen crawled forward trying to stay with her, but Yuki began using her legs like pistons, pumping them and driving her foot into Jen's chest, knocking her away. Jen rolled over onto her side and deftly sprang upon all fours looking to continue her assault. Yuki had backpedaled away and as she tried to right herself, did so with her back to Jen. Jen pounced and attacked Yuki from the backside, knocking her forward onto the mat. Jen's hands were restless as she reached underneath and pinched into the underside of the black bra, squeezing and twisting at the tit flesh within. Yuki screamed and tried crawling forward away from her, but Jen was positioned atop her and not going to allow her to flee. Jen worked the tit with her left hand while working her right down around the upper thigh area of the crawling blonde. Yuki ceased with her arm movements upon the mat as she rested her face upon the mat while reaching with her left hand towards the wrist of the brunette, trying to free her breast from the vicious tit wrenching. Yuki's leg movement made her vulnerable to a lower extremity attack and Jen was all over it as she pinched her fingers into the denim material, pinching hard at the tender, fleshy area near the Asian girl's pussy. Yuki hunched her ass upward allowing her space to move her right hand down in an attempt to remove the groping hand of her hated rival. Yuki was a vision of beauty as the right side of her face was pressed against the canvassed surface, squealing and squirming as her tit and pussy were being attacked. Jen too was a goddess of beauty, mounting her attack with viciousness and fire. Yuki pushed her lower torso upward as she rose up onto her right knee, lifting Jen up with her. With one quick turn, she tossed Jen to the right, both fighters hitting the mat and landing on their right sides. Jen lost her grip upon the tit and moved her left arm up and wrapped it around Yuki's throat and used it to force Yuki to roll over and land upon her, both young beauties now looking up at the barn's roofing up above. Jen maneuvered her legs around the waist of the Pearl, wrapping them just above the hips and locked her ankles together as they were extended towards the roof. Yuki grunted painfully as she felt the power of Jen's legs tighten round her like a python. Jen continued to roll her and now both fighters rested on their sides. Jen released the hold around the neck of the blonde and shifted her hands around to the front and zeroed in on both of Yuki's tits. Yuki reacted by reaching up and grabbing hold of Jen's wrists, but Jen put the squeeze on with her legs and Yuki turned loose as she grunted loudly and pounded the palm of her right hand hard upon the mat. Jen grabbed hold of the sexy lace bra and pulled downward, allowing both of Yuki's firm, shapely breasts to pop out from beneath the black bra. Yuki's shapely orbs were exposed and Jen planted the nails of her left hand into the tender meat and squeezed hard on the left breast while pinching on and stretching at the pert, hard nipple of the right tit, curling it across her fingers while trying to rip it from her chest. Yuki was squealing and grunting as she again reached for Jen's wrists, digging in her nails and cutting at the skin in an attempt to free her aching breasts. What an impressive and surprising start by the American beauty.

Yuki screamed in pain as the abuse of her breasts continued, Jen raking her nails hard across the firm meat, leaving fresh, reddened claw marks upon the flesh. Yuki reached out and began attacking the legs of her hated opponent, knowing her only means of escape were to unlock the legs of the brunette and roll to safety. Yuki used her long talons to claw at the shins of the brunette, raking them upward towards the knee, leaving a reddened trail upon the closely shaven skin. Over and over, Yuki clawed desperately at the tanned flesh while Jen sorely tested the elasticity of the right breast as she curled it hard within her fingers. Yuki was fighting back tears as the tit mauling was proving to be painful, but she managed to bend her body over at the waist and grab at the toes of Jen's left foot, pulling the big toe one way while forcing the second toe to the side. Jen howled and bucked around wildly as the surging pain that shot through her foot was excruciating. She released her ankles while clutching and clawing at both of Yuki's exposed breasts, squeezing and crushing the tit meat tightly in her hands. Yuki cried out loudly from the pain inflicted upon her chest but maintained the pressure of the toe hold until Jen's legs were completely opened allowing her some space to try and wriggle free. Jen rolled, throwing both fighters over near the ropes and forcing Yuki onto her belly, but she was still attached to the foot of the brunette. With her leg contorted painfully beneath the lower torso of the Asian beauty, Jen grabbed hold of both the pigtails of the blonde and used them to begin pounding the face of the Pearl against the mat. Repeatedly, Jen banged the right side of Yuki's face against the tightly strung blue canvass until she had to turn loose of the toes and place her hands and arms in front of her to cushion the pounding. Pain was etched upon the brunette's face as the toe torture proved to be quite effective but determination was a factor also and she was relentless as she continued to press forward on the offensive. Six and half minutes into the fight and both young women's upper torso's shined from the sweat that had formed upon their bodies. Yuki's face and breasts were covered with blood streaked scratch marks while Jen a few on her chest and several on her shins. Jen freed her foot and straddled the back of her Asian foe, still trying to force the face of the blonde haired beauty towards the mat. Yuki started pumping her legs forward, trying to crawl out from beneath the sexy brunette. Jen rose up and thumped downward upon her rump, dropping it upon Yuki's back and forcing her hard against the mat. Jen shifted onto her knees and reached up, cupping both hands beneath the chin of her rival and lifted upward, raising the upper torso of the Japanese beauty slightly above the blue surface. Jen eased her backside down upon the lower back of her opponent and pulled backward, forcing Yuki's body to bend back painfully. Yuki hollered out painfully while pushing against the mat with her left hand, trying to ease the pressure while pounding the mat with her right. One of the guys at ringside began pounding the palm of his hand on the outside ring apron and encouraging Jen to apply the camel-clutch. Jen pulled back with all of her might, then eased up a bit to garner some momentum to pull backward again. Jen jerked back hard again causing Yuki to cry out in painful agony. Yuki pounded the mat with her right hand while kicking at the mat with the tops of her feet. Jen eased up the pressure and removed her left hand from Yuki's chin, grabbing for the arm and pulling it back, hooking it across her left knee and thigh. Jen turned loose of the chin with her right hand, allowing Yuki's head to fall forward and hang down towards the mat. Jen began reaching down for the right arm but Yuki saw an opportunity and used her right hand to grab onto the big toe of the right foot and pull back on it hard. Jen screamed out agonizingly while jumping hard towards her left, throwing herself off Yuki's back and landing on her left side down upon the mat. The motion forced Yuki to lose grasp of the toe but it did free her from the American and she quickly scrambled beneath the bottom rope and moved down to the dirt surface outside the ring. Jen rolled away and bounded up onto her left knee while reaching for the right foot, trying to massage the cramping feeling from her toes. Yuki was bent over at the waist, her hands resting upon the rings apron while breathing hard and looking down at the earth beneath her. Her denim shorts still clung tightly to her shapely buttocks, her legs covered with a glaze of sweat. Jen went to stand up, but as soon as she put pressure upon the ball of her foot, she immediately gave in to the painful feeling and collapsed back down onto the mat. Yuki needed a breather and her attack on the foot of the brunette bought her some much needed time to regain her breath and get her act together. Jen rolled over until she rested on her sexy backside and sat cross-legged, tending to her badly aching toes. The lights shined down brightly upon her reflecting the sweat that glistened upon her tanned, sexy body. Beads of sweat rolled down from the sides of her forehead, running down onto her cheeks. Yuki sighed deeply and then stood erect, staring at her opponent as she sat inside the ring. Yuki grimaced as she reached down, gingerly tucking both her badly scratched up breasts back inside the snug fitting confines of her sexy black bra. Deep, red scratch marks were embedded upon her soft, tender flesh and her right nipple had been bruised and was rock hard. She had not gotten off to the quick start that marked her earlier bouts against the sexy brunette.

Yuki couldn't help but notice the way Jen struggled to try and get to her feet and grabbed hold of the center rope, using it to help pull herself up onto the apron of the ring. Jen moved towards her right and rose up onto her knees, her left hand still rested upon the canvas. Yuki crawled between the ropes and re-entered the ring, sensing an opening as she quickly approached her still kneeling foe. The Asian beauty prepared to pounce but the brunette shot her right fist forward, crushing it hard against the lower front area of the denim shorts, forcing the blonde to stop dead in her tracks, grabbing two handed for her crotch, her mouth hanging wide open while sucking in deeply for air and gasping in pain. Jen rose up fully onto her knees and drew her right arm back and sent a short, forceful blow that landed across the jaw of the blonde, sending her staggering backward before dropping down onto the seat of her sexy shorts. Jen moved quickly upon her knees, pouncing upon the dazed blonde, knocking her over onto her back. Jen maneuvered around her while grabbing hold of her color-treated locks, working quickly and locking her up into a tightly held figure four headlock. Jen applied it perfectly, grabbing hold of her right foot and pulling, forcing her calf hard against the chin and neck of her hated rival. Yuki reached up for Jen's calf, pulling and using her nails to try and pry the leg away from her head while kicking and bucking her lower torso around wildly. Jen continued to pull, tightening the hold upon the head of the Japanese beauty as she leaned back far upon the canvassed surface. Yuki thrashed around wildly, bucking up and down while feverishly clawing at the calf of her American opponent. Although the hold was good and the pressure extreme, there was no denying that the scratch marks being left upon the brunette's leg were having an effect. Jen leaned upward into an erect position, turning loose of her foot but reaching down and raking her nails across the cheek of her Japanese foe, causing Yuki to shriek loudly while bucking and twisting wildly. Jen's leg hold had lost its effect and Yuki twisted just enough to allow her to utilize her teeth as she bit down hard into the fleshy inner thigh of the sexy American teen. Jen screamed out in agony as her legs flew apart while she attempted to move backward across the canvas upon the seat of her sexy shorts. Yuki crawled forward; trying to maintain her fierce bite but also threw her right hand upon the front of the shorts and pressed her fist hard upon the American girl's crotch. Jen was screaming and moaning as she struggled wildly to break away from the Japanese beauty, scooting backward while reaching up and grabbing hold of the center rope. Yuki was unable to maintain the bite but she quickly rose up onto her knees while continuing to put pressure upon the crotch of the brunette. Jen pulled upon the ropes, trying to rise up off the canvas while Yuki drove her left shoulder into the chest area of the brunette, all the while continuing to put extreme pressure upon Jen's crotch. Jen reached up grabbing hold of the top rope with her left hand while using her right to pound away at the back of the sexy Asian. Yuki thrust her body forward and both young women went across the center rope and landed upon the rings apron, just outside the ring. Yuki landed atop the brunette, but Jen used the falling motion to throw Yuki over, sending her flying downward onto the dusty, hard earth down below. Yuki hit the ground with a thud and grunt, but she quickly scrambled to her feet, the dirt clinging to her sexy, sweaty body. Jen attempted to roll over to right herself, but Yuki was on her quickly and wrapped her arms around her throat and dragged her down from the rings apron. Both women were now outside the ring, Jen kicking and flailing while Yuki applied a vicious chokehold onto the brunette. Jen flung her right elbow back, driving it hard against Yuki's rib cage. Yuki's mouth fell open as she grimaced painfully from the blow, but she retaliated by driving her fist into the kidney area of the brunette. A painful look flashed across Jen's face as she let out a gasping moan and felt her legs weaken just a bit. Yuki tightened her left arm around Jen's throat and delivered another hard right fist, driving it forcefully into the lower back, causing Jen's knees to buckle and causing her to sag down towards the ground. Yuki eased her downward, allowing her to drop to her knees while releasing her hold with the arm and grasping hold of the brunette's throat and squeezing tightly. Jen gasped and gagged as she felt Yuki's fingers crush inward against her throat. Jen bent over forward until her hands were flat upon the dusty ground, choking and gagging as a long stream of saliva fell from her opened mouth down onto the ground. She kept trying to lower herself, attempting to move out of Yuki's reach, but the Asian beauty kept moving downward with her, until she forced the right side of Jen's face down into the dirt. Yuki moved upon her knees, losing her chokehold but keeping pressure upon Jen's neck, holding her down and forcing Jen's head down between her legs. Yuki crushed her legs inward, using them to apply some tightened pressure upon the sides of Jen's head while measuring the brunette and delivering roundhouse blows against the left side of the American beauty's body.

Two hard right fists hammered the brunette near her left ribs and had her grunting painfully down upon the ground. Showing some athletic prowess, she awkwardly pushed upward onto her feet and attempted to throw her lower torso upward, but Yuki held her ground and forced her back down to the ground. Jen moved her arms around, placing them around the Japanese girl, positioning her hands on the backs of her upper thighs and began clawing fiercely at Yuki's legs. Yuki yelped as she felt Jen's nails cutting into her skin, but maintained her attack as she pounded her fist into Jen's side, just above her left hip. Jen pushed upward onto her right foot and hoisted herself upward, this time moving into a headstand, her backside rested against Yuki's chest, her legs falling forward and draped across Yuki's shoulders. Jen latched her legs together at the ankles, trapping the blonde's head with her lower thighs and knees. Yuki wrapped her arms around Jen, trying to figure out what to do with her, but she could feel the crushing pressure of Jen's legs and leaned towards her left, the momentum carrying both girls over and down onto the ground. Jen held her legs tightly together as she hit the ground, but with her back positioned against Yuki's front, she didn't have a great amount of leverage. Yuki pushed free from Jen's legs and scrambled atop the brunette, throwing her body on top of Jen's while reaching beneath her and groping around for her right breast. She grasped hold and squeezed on hard causing Jen to shriek out loudly and thrash around, bucking and kicking, knocking Yuki over onto her side. Both young women were scrambling around down on the ground, their legs kicking and stirring up a dusty cloud. Yuki got to her knees first and came out firing, driving a fist into the back of the brunette's head. Jen fell forward a little bit quickly rose up grabbing for Yuki's left arm while swinging wildly with her right, landing an open-handed blow against Yuki's left side. Yuki grabbed for hair with the left and sent an uppercut flying into Jen's chest, the fist landing hard into the underside of Jen's left breast. Jen grunted from the impact of the blow against her tit and flashed her nails, using them viciously as she raked them across Yuki's heaving belly. Yuki balled up her fist and drove it hard against Jen's face, landing it solidly on the upper left cheekbone. Jen's head was jolted to the side as spit went spraying from her opened mouth. Jen righted herself and then lowered her shoulder, thrusting herself forward, driving it into Yuki's chest and bowling her over backward, back down onto the dusty ground. Yuki held onto the hair and continued to try and throw punches with her left hand while Jen landed on top and began reaching down between the Asian girl's legs. Jen clamped on her right hand and squeezed, pinching at the Asian girl's pussy beneath the protective denim material. Yuki held onto the hair with the left hand and wrapped her arm around the brunette's neck, pulling her downward and holding her in close. Both fighters were breathing heavily as the fight had been non-stop thus far and had to be wearing on them both. Yuki held her there momentarily, looking upward into the rafters above as she tried to catch her breath for just a moment. Jen continued to squeeze upon the Japanese girl's pussy and claw at the inner flesh of the thigh. Yuki groaned as she felt the pressure from Jen's hand, then promptly began pounding her right fist into the back and side of the brunette. Yuki landed four jolting blows hurting the brunette, and then suddenly screamed out in agony as Jen began biting into the shoulder of her hated foe. Yuki was now the one bucking and kicking like a wild woman as she felt Jen's teeth chomp hard into her flesh, causing her extreme pain. Yuki turned loose of the hair and was pounding away at the back of Jen's head with both fists, trying to pound her way to freedom. Yuki's bucking and twisting started them rolling which temporarily gave her a reprieve from the jaws of her opponent. First one and then the other, they threw one another over as they rolled over near the gate of one of the stalls. Jen ended up on the bottom but reached up with both claws bared and attacked the face of her foe, digging her nails into the already badly scratched cheeks of the Asian beauty. Yuki hollered out painfully while swinging her right hand wildly, striking the brunette hard upon the face as it landed with a hard, cracking sound. Jen raked her fingers downward, dragging them down towards Yuki's jawbone, leaving more deep scratches upon her face. Yuki felt the nails cutting into her face and dove off of her towards the right, landing hard and causing a dust cloud to rise up from the ground. Jen got to her knees quickly and pursued her opponent, grabbing hold of one of the blonde pigtails and lifted upward, pulling her face up out of the dirt. Jen held her head aloft and drove her right knee forward, driving it hard into the Asian beauty's jaw. The knee hit her with a thud and caused her dark eyes to water up quickly. Jen thrust her knee forward and hammered the dazed blonde again, this time looking like she might have broken the girl's jaw. Jen turned loose of the hair allowing Yuki to fall face first down into the dirt. Jen rose to her feet, her tummy heaving in and out with each deep breath she took as she steadied herself by grabbing hold of the top of wooden gate. The dust and dirt clung to every inch of her sexy, sweat-soaked body, covering her with a moistened layer of dirt. Her denim shorts were filthy and her hair was a mess as the tugging and pulling motion caused the pigtails to start coming undone. Yuki too was covered with the sweaty muck of moistened dirt, leaving a light film upon her sexy, young body. Jen bent over grabbing hold of one of the pigtails on the blonde and was prepared to go back to work.

Jen reached down grabbing hold of a banded wad of hair and pulled the Japanese beauty up onto her feet. Yuki looked a bit wobbled as she stood upon a pair of shaky legs but that didn't last long as Jen grabbed hold of her wrist and swung her around, sending her flying forward and crashing hard into the old but sturdy gate. The front of Yuki's body smashed against the solid wood unit and she immediately crumpled downward into a heap upon the dusty ground. Jen towered over her crumpled body and raised her right foot into the air and brought it down hard on her downed foe, driving the heel of her foot into the fleshy area of her right side, just above the hip. Yuki groaned in painful agony as she arched her back while rolling over onto it, grasping and clinging onto her side. Jen raised her foot again, taking aim and dropping the heel down onto the front of the groaning girl's denim shorts, targeting the blonde haired beauty's crotch. Yuki immediately reached with both hands covering her most private and sensitive area while rolling back onto her side. Jen bent back down and grabbed hold of the hair with the left hand and an arm with the right, pulling the Asian back onto her feet only to send her flying, crashing back into the solidly built gate. Yuki smacked hard against it and once again went crumpling back down onto the ground. Yuki hit the ground and moved slowly down amongst the cloud of dust that stirred as she kicked around painfully. Jen didn't let up as she grabbed a handful of hair and brought her back onto her feet, this time shoving her backward against the gate. Holding her filth covered body up; she forced Yuki's arms up across the top of gate, the bends of her elbows helping while keeping her propped up. Jen pressed her left forearm across the upper chest of the blonde, pressing her back against the gate and unloaded a heavy right fist, slamming it hard and burying it into the heaving belly flesh just above the waistband of the denim shorts. Yuki looked so sexy as the zipper had come completely undone, the shorts hanging upon her hips while providing a great shot of her black panties. Yuki let out a hard, gasping moan as Jen's fist sank deep into the flesh while forcing the air out from her lungs. The pain could be seen deep within her eyes as she hung defenselessly from the gate. Jen took a brief moment to catch her own breath and then unloaded another hard right punch that dug deep into the softened flesh of the Japanese beauty's belly. Yuki wheezed and gagged as she groaned from the brunette's knuckles boring deep into her dirt covered belly flesh. She sagged downward heavily, trying to fall to the ground, but Jen kept her propped upward, rearranging her arms again to help secure the blonde in an upright position. Jen stepped back a bit, just to gain some added momentum and pounded her hard into the lower belly, this time forcing her to fall from the gate and hit the ground, crumpled and balled up into a fetal position. Jen went right back down grabbing a fistful of hair and yanked the Asian girl back to her feet and hung her across the top of the gate once again. Yuki was hurting and in a bad way but Jen was proving to be relentless as she buried her fist back into the heaving and sagging belly flesh of the blonde. Yuki again crumpled downward onto the ground, silently gasping for air while cradling the fire that burned within her belly. Jen bent back over grabbing a handful of hair and pulled the hurting blonde back to her feet. Yuki came up with a large handful of dirt and threw it into Jen's eyes, causing her to shriek and curse as she stumbled away blindly while covering her face and rubbing at her eyes. Yuki fell back down to the ground, obviously still hurting from the beating she had absorbed thus far. Jen staggered around, cursing and verbally assaulting her foe, wasting valuable time, as her opponent gained some much needed time to try and recover some of her wind. Jen staggered around rubbing and wiping, but the more she rubbed, the more damage it seemed to do. As she moved around blindly, she stepped upon Yuki's upper leg and tripped, falling down across the Asian beauty. Jen fell down upon her hands and knees, still blinded by the dirt in her eyes. Yuki reached up grabbing onto both of Jen's breasts from underneath and started crushing them tightly within her grasp. Jen let out a painful howl as she rose up onto her knees, attempting to remove her breasts from the vulnerable position she had fallen into. Yuki held onto the material of the bra freeing Jen's breasts from the sexy pink harness. Yuki used her left hand to scoop up some more dirt and toss it into the brunette's face. Jen fell forward again, her right hand extended to keep her from going all the way down to the ground while she grabbed hold of her face with the left, trying to wipe away the fresh layer of dirt that again infected her eyes. Yuki again reached up grabbing at the breasts, this time clamping on and pulling down fiercely on the nipples of the brunette beauty's breasts. Jen screamed out painfully as the Asian princess stretched the tips of her perfectly shaped tits unmercifully, the breast meat stretching downward like a couple of full water balloons. Jen tried to rise back upward, but that only increased the intense pressure being placed upon her nipples and immediately bent back down, placing both hands firmly down upon the ground. Yuki began to curl the nipples across her fingers causing the American teen to howl out in agony. Jen had no alternative other than to lunge towards Yuki, throwing her body atop the young women who was fiercely attacking her tits. The weight of Jen's body knocked Yuki over backward causing her to lose her hold upon Jen's tender tit meat.

Both sexy teens tumbled over onto the ground, Jen landing atop the Asian beauty and both facing skyward towards the rafters of the barn. Yuki reached around grabbing for Jen's tits and sank her nails deep into the tender flesh of her breasts. Jen tried to react but before she could ready herself, Yuki had already begun raking her fingers hard across the soft, smooth meat, emblazoning a reddened trail across the dirty flesh. Jen wailed in agony as she felt the long, sharp talons of her foe tear into her sensitive tit flesh. Jen reached up securing the wrists of her hated rival, pulling her hands away from her tits and began bucking like a wild mule, slamming the backside of her body down upon her savage attacker. Jen bucked upward and managed to twist her body over, landing upon her belly and was once again face to face with the battling blonde. Yuki reached up trying to get at Jen's breasts while Jen launched an attack of open-handed blows raining down upon the Asian teen's face. Yuki quickly realized that she was on the worse end of the exchange and positioned her hands to deflect the blows away from her eyes and cheeks. Yuki effectively covered up, but Jen was determined to regain her composure and the momentum that she had carried throughout most of this match. Jen wrapped her hands around the throat the Japanese fighter and pressed hard into the throat with both thumbs, giving her all to choke the life out of the girl. Yuki grabbed hold of Jen's forearms, trying to pull them away from her throat as she began to cough and gag. Jen used the opportunity to slide her lower body atop the choking blonde, situating her sexy rump upon Yuki's belly and really began to work the choke hold, literally lifting Yuki's head and neck up off the ground and pounding the back of her head down into the dirt. Yuki was getting the life choked out of her and reached the point of desperation again, so she released the forearms of her brunette rival and began swinging her arms wildly, slapping and landing several blows with both hands on the ears and cheeks of young American. Jen tried to shake off the blows as she felt that she could render the Asian girl unconscious, but several of the rights landed by Yuki were struck quite forcefully and had the brunette dazed and beginning to see stars. Two more blows rang loudly around Jen's ear and she quickly turned loose and scrambled towards her right, moving away from the blonde, crawling upon her hands and knees, seeking a safe distance away from the danger of Yuki's hands. Yuki rolled over onto her side, keeping a wary eye on Jen while coughing and hacking heavily, trying to regain her air. Jen was a short distance away as she knelt upon all fours, her head hanging down and slowly shaking it from side to side, trying to shake free the effects of the stinging blows. Both sweat and dirt covered the teens giving an appearance that they were partially involved in a mud-wrestling exhibition as the dirt clung to different parts of their bodies. Jen's bare breasts hung down below her, reflecting the deep, reddened marks left upon them by Yuki's sharp talons. Both sexy babes were sucking in air as quickly as they could, the length and ferocity of the battle taking a physical toll upon them both. Yuki placed her right hand onto the dusty ground and pushed herself up into a seated position. As she did, Jen lunged towards her, swinging her right hand and delivering a cracking blow across the left side of the Japanese girl's face and knocking her over sideways. Jen righted herself up onto her knees and grabbed Yuki by the hair and pulled Yuki upward onto her knees. Yuki swung her arms around wildly, but hit only air as tried to fend off the brunette. Jen used what was left of the left side pigtail and drove Yuki's face against the wooden slats on the stall gate. Yuki's head was banged against the rough, wooden surface before she could place her hands upon her forehead to cover up her face. Jen tried to pound her face forward again, but the backs of Yuki's hands provided protection, temporarily preventing her from suffering any further harm. Jenny seemed pissed as she grabbed hold of the gate with the left hand and used it to get up onto her feet. Still clutching to the strands of blonde hair with the right, she pulled Yuki upward onto her feet and forced her to bend over at the waist. Jen held her there and took aim as she drove her right knee upward, pounding it up into the exposed belly flesh of the Japanese beauty. Yuki gasped loudly as she expelled air from the deepest regions of her lungs while sagging downward onto her left knee. Yuki was nearly doubled over as she caressed her aching belly while breathing in and out heavily, trying to replenish her air. Jen yanked upward on the hair, this time fully yanking the hair free from the elastic band allowing her to get a thick, full handful of hair. Holding tightly to the hair, she grabbed an arm and swung the Asian beauty around, slamming her backward into the boards of the wooden gate and sent her collapsing back down onto the dust ridden ground. The American teen had regained control as she towered over her hated rival.

Jen was totally up for this fight as she came out prepared and had really taken it to her Japanese adversary. Yuki was down on all fours, her head hanging down towards the ground as Jen bent over grabbing hold of the blondish locks and pulled the pained fighter back onto her feet. Jen bent her back over at the waist and held her there while driving her right knee upward, hammering it into the face of the Asian, and the blow dropping her down hard to the ground. Yuki was bloody around the mouth, the blow with the knee drawing blood from the corner of her mouth. Jen grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her back onto her feet. Jen shoved her backwards against the gate and draped the tired arms of her foe across the top slat and held her there, placing her right hand upon Yuki's right shoulder. Jen stepped into it as she positioned her left foot as a plant foot and lifted her right knee upward, driving it hard into the lower belly of the badly hurting blonde, driving the air out from her lungs. Jen hesitated for a second or two, and then moved forward ramming her knee into the upper portion of the denim shorts, driving it forcefully into her lower abdomen. Yuki brought her left arm down off the gate and used it to grasp hold of her aching belly. She remained upright as her right arm was still hung across the top of the gate and that was only because Jen helped her hold it there. The lower belly protected, Jen held Yuki in place with the left hand and sent her right fist pounding into the unprotected upper belly, hitting the Asian beauty around the sternum. Yuki moaned out loudly as she looked as if she were going to barf up a lung. When Yuki clutched at her sternum, Jen lowered her aim and plunged her fist into the area just north of the opened zipper, driving a crushing blow into Yuki's ovaries. Jen was unable to hold her steady as the Japanese beauty collapsed down off the gate and hit the dirt with a thud. Yuki was moaning and wallowing around down in the dirt as she pumped her legs slowly, weakly attempting to crawl upon the ground while on her side and in a fetal position. Jen bent over grabbing a handful of hair with the left hand and grabbing hold of the belt loop area on the back of the shorts with her right, lifting Yuki up slightly off the ground and heaving her forward, ramming the top of the blonde girl's head against the wooden gate. Yuki's head thumped against the wooden slat of the gate and dropped immediately down into the dirt while she reached forward and tried to crawl beneath the gate, attempting to escape from the American aggressor. Yuki reached far beneath the gate, inside the stall but Jen grabbed hold of her ankles and dragged her back inside the opened area of the stable. Jen leaned down to grab back onto the blonde when Yuki rolled over and swung her arms toward the brunette, swinging a wooden board she had apparently pulled from inside the stall, using it to whack Jen across the side of the head. The blow caught Jen off guard and dropped her down onto the ground, the brunette rolling over onto her back while grasping at the area on the side of her face. Yuki just lay there for the moment, a lot of pain still etched upon her face and deep within her dark, water filled eyes. The fans began yelling at their chosen fighter, urging them to get to their feet. After the beating she had absorbed thus far, the majority of the crowd was pro Yuki, but Jen still had a loud supporting crew and they cheered her on intently. Jen rolled over onto her side and used the ground to rise up into a seated position, shaking her head and looking a bit groggy. Yuki was sucking wind, trying to catch her breath as she too shook her head, trying to clear away the cobwebs. Jen got to her knees first and crawled over towards Yuki, seeing and reaching for the wooden weapon. Yuki rolled to her left, facing away from her opponent to protect her new found fighting tool and swung her right arm around hard, driving her elbow into the chin of her brunette opponent. Jen was stunned and staggered by the sharp blow delivered against her by her the Japanese beauty, the force knocking her over toward the side, sending her falling face first down into the dirt. Yuki sat up quickly, realizing that this could be her opportunity to turn this match around. She turned her head to locate her hated American rival and leaned over towards her, trying to lift herself up to her knees. Jen crawled forward and reached out grabbing hold of the lower slat of the gate, using it to try and help her rise up to her feet. Yuki made it to her knees and readjusted her hold upon the board and lifted it above her head, bringing it crashing down on the back of Jen's head. The blow landed with an audible thwacking sound as Jen collapsed forward against the gate, the right side of Jen's face banging against the wooden structure. Yuki extended the board out to her right and swung it around, landing it solidly against the right side of Jen's head, sending her crashing over onto her side, and landing back down in the dirt. The fortunes of this bout had taken a quick and sudden turn.

Jen struggled down on the ground, holding the right side of her head with one hand while groping at the ground with the other, trying to push herself back up to her knees. Yuki held the board with one hand while using her other to grab onto the gate, using it to rise up onto her feet. Examining the weapon, Yuki apparently found and was wielding a two and a half, three-foot long piece of lumber. It looked to be about an inch thick and six inches wide. Yuki stood erect although her legs were still unsteady, but she took aim and raised the board above her head and brought it down hard, landing it on top of Jen's skull. Jen collapsed back down to the ground in a heap, laying face first while covering up the top of her head with both hands. Yuki seemed to be gaining strength as the momentum shifted over to her favor. She dropped the board and bent down grabbing hold of Jen's pigtails and lifted her up and turned her around, placing her down, seated with her back against the gate. Yuki picked up the wooden board and raised it high before sending it crashing down atop the brunette's skull. Jen slumped over to her right, leaning over onto her side severely dazed and groaning. Yuki tossed the board aside and bent over grabbing hold of the pigtail on the left side of Jen's head and pulled, using it to hoist Jen up onto her feet. A trickle of blood ran down from Jen's hairline, running down the left side of her face as she was lifted to her feet. Yuki grabbed her and moved behind her, locking her arms within Jen's and placing her into a full nelson. Jen's eyes appeared to be severely glazed over and her mouth hung open as Yuki steadied her upon a set of rubbery legs. Yuki walked her forward, forcing her naked, bare breasts forward, crushing them against the rough surface of the wooden gate. Holding her firmly, Yuki began shifting her weight towards the right, the movement grinding Jen's breasts roughly against the coarse wooden surface. Jen wailed in agony as the soft flesh of her young, firm tits were raked roughly against the top slat of the gate. Yuki quickly reversed direction and moved her towards the left, again grinding the flesh of Jen's naked flesh across the rough, wood surface. Jen screamed out in agony as she felt the hellish pain that ripped through the tips of her tender flesh, the wood cutting and splintering into her soft skin. Just as quickly, she altered her direction again, forcing the soft flesh of Jen's tits hard against the wooden slat of the gate, grinding the scratched flesh across the aged wood. Jen screamed in painful agony, trying to use her knee against the gate to push herself away from this painful torture, but she couldn't get enough leverage and Yuki forced her back to the left, the hard wood biting into her aching chest. The audience went nuts, screaming and yelling their approval as the Asian girl was literally rubbing the American girl's tits raw. Although this fight had been vicious and intense from the very beginning, this was no doubt the most erotic and best part of the battle thus far. Spurred on by the cheers and encouragement, Yuki paused for a few seconds to reinforce her hold and then lifted her up slightly, forcing the brunette up onto the tips of her toes. She lifted her high enough that she was able to place Jen's tits fully atop the gate, the bottoms of her breasts forced to rest heavily upon the top. Yuki shifted towards the right, forcing the bottoms of her deeply reddened tits along the top edge of the gate . Tears were welled up in the brunette's eyes as she wailed in painful agony. Yuki forced her back to the left, the rough surfaced gate horribly tearing at the American's tender skin. Yuki dropped her arms, freeing her from the full nelson, but immediately reached around for Jen's front, latching onto and pinching hard onto the raw, reddened tips of her breasts. Jen hollered out making a screeching sounding howl as she buckled a bit in her knees from the Japanese beauty crushing the tips of both breasts, pulling and stretching the American's tits away from her chest. Jen reached up digging her nails into the backs of hands of her Asian tormentor, trying to force Yuki to turn loose of her breasts. The screaming and clawing from her American foe only intensified the Asian girl's resolve as she pulled downward on the nipples, stretching the tits like she were trying to attach the nipples to her belly button. Jen screamed and kicked furiously, her breasts set ablaze due to the ferocious attack levied against them. Jen shifted her hip towards the left and fired her right elbow back, digging the pointed tip into the soft, belly of the blonde. Yuki gasped as the blow drove some of the air out of her lungs. Jen hammered away again, driving the elbow back hard and deep into the heaving belly flesh. Yuki turned loose of Jen's tit with her right hand and reached up towards Jen's face, using her nails to claw at the brunette's jawbone and rake it downward upon her neck. Jen reached over her shoulder with the left hand, grabbing hold of Yuki's blonde mane and tugging while pounding her elbow backward, again smashing the Japanese beauty hard in her softened mid-section. The three blows combined finally had an effect on the Asian beauty as she turned loose of the American teen and turned toward the right, doubling over and caressing her aching belly. Jen stumbled away, staggering and falling down onto her knees while caressing her shapely breasts, which were now severely scraped, scratched and swollen. She briefly pulled her hands away to examine them and you could see that Yuki had literally grinded the tips of the brunette's tits raw. The crowd was at a fever pitch as they screamed and yelled at the fighters, encouraging them to finish one another off.

Jen's eyes were filled with tears as her Asian opponent really worked over her beautiful tits. Yuki was bent over gasping and gagging as her American counterpart did some more damage to her mid-section. Jen turned and looked at her rival, hurting and gasping for air and slowly rose up to her feet. Moving towards her with a purpose, she bent forward reaching around the Japanese beauty, locking her hands on the backs of the upper thighs, just below the buttocks and lifted Yuki into the air. Yuki, quite startled straightened up and placed her arms across Jen's shoulders, holding on for dear life. Jen lowered her right shoulder and drove forward, driving the Asian beauty backwards, driving her hard against the gate. Yuki moaned out agonizingly as the gate didn't give an inch and Jen's shoulder plowed hard into her upper belly. Jen backed away a bit, pulling her gasping foe with her and then thrust herself forward again, driving the Asian girl back into the gate. Yuki gasped out painfully while her eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Jen turned loose of the blonde and backed away, allowing Yuki to collapse downward onto all fours. Yuki knelt in the dirt, her belly heaving as she desperately fought to get some air back into her lungs. Jen stood above her glaring down while reaching back up to caress her sore, badly abused breasts. Jen moved around her opponent, taking up position just off to Yuki's left and punted her right foot upward, driving the top of her foot up into the exposed belly of the blonde. The blow lifted the Japanese girl off the ground and flipped her over onto her back, landing hard and kicking up a cloud of dust. Yuki lay upon her back, moaning and holding her belly with both hands while her legs were elevated above the ground, her knees tucked up near her belly. Jen moved around near those legs and grabbed hold of Yuki's right leg, tying it up and forcing it out towards the side. Before Jen was able to go for the left leg, Yuki shot her foot forward, driving the heel of her foot hard into the crotch of the dust-covered denims that hit Jen like a ton of bricks. Jen's mouth fell open as she spun away reaching for the area between her legs while dropping down onto her knees, and finally bending over forward placing her forehead upon the ground. Both fighters were hurt once again and neither was moving too quickly as they struggled down in the dusty cloud. Yuki rolled over onto her left side, spotting the board and crawled over to it and took it in her hands. Jen rose back up onto her knees but sat upon the backs of her heels, holding her crotch while groaning lightly. The cheers of the crowd had reached a fever pitch, as they strongly wanted their girl to rise up to the occasion and get the other while they were struggling. Yuki rose up onto her knees and began moving forward, holding the board with both hands. Jen started to push up, trying to rise up to her feet but Yuki came up behind her and clocked her upside the head with the board, sending the brunette flying sideways and sprawled down upon the dirt. Jen rolled over onto her back and lay there a bit dazed, rolling her head towards the side groaning, her legs slightly spread and her arms out to her sides. Yuki moved forward on her knees towards her downed foe and raised the board high above her head and then drove it down, crashing it atop the right tit of the American teen. The board hit the breast with a mighty crack, flattening the tit meat below and causing Jen to holler out like I've never heard her scream before. Now she was the one lying in the dirt in the cockroach position, tears streaming from her eyes as she clutched tightly to her breast that burned like an inferno. Yuki tossed the board aside again and moved over to the sorely groaning fighter and went to work on the brunette's hair, yanking and pulling it around, trying to set it loose from its elastic binds. Jen reached up from her back, grabbing and squeezing at Yuki's right breast, but Yuki removed her right hand from Jen's hair and sent her fist down hard, crushing it into the lower belly of the American teen. Jen woofed and coughed heavily as the blow forced her to expel a great amount of air from her lungs. She reached for her belly while coughing and turning her head towards the side. Yuki went back to work on the hair, tugging until she freed the hair on the right side of the brunette's head and then to work on the left pigtail. Jen again reached up grabbing and clawing at Yuki's right breast, but Yuki decided to force a challenge upon her and grabbed hold of the fiery right breast of the brunette, digging her fingers into the blazing flesh and squeezed, crushing the red meat tightly with her fingers. Jen let out a yelping moan as she tried rolling over onto her side, trying to shield her breast from the sharp claws of her Asian foe. Yuki turned loose of the tit, allowing Jen to roll over onto her belly but she quickly mounted the brunette's back, straddling her and once again tugging and pulling at her hair. Jen's aching and tattered breasts were pressing downward into the dusty filth beneath while Yuki went about freeing the remainder of the hair and then secured a two handed hold upon the sides. Yuki used the hair and began pounding Jen face first down into the dirt, ramming the right side of her face against the hard, dry ground. Jen moved her left arm down in front of her, using it to pad the blows from the ground while trying to reach around behind her with the right hand, trying to grasp hold of any part of the Asian beauty's body. Yuki grabbed hold of Jen's arm, forcing it high upon her back, tucking it beneath her body while pinning it behind her. Jen screamed out from the pain as it looked as if the arm would be dislocated from her shoulder. Yuki's fans hollered out instructions, pleading for her to take it to the American teen.

Yuki grabbed back onto the brunette tresses of Jen and pulled, lifting her head upward while displaying the painful stress upon the brunette's face. Yuki adjusted her grip with the left hand, tightly securing the hair while swinging her right hand around, cracking her opened hand hard across the right cheekbone and eye of her sexy foe. Jen cried out as she felt the burn of the stinging blow as it exploded against her face. Yuki loaded up and cracked her across the face again, her hand cracking loudly upon Jen's dirt covered cheek. This fight was brutal and both girls had been hurt during this vicious encounter. Yuki exploded another hard right upon the cheek of the brunette, and then quickly lowered her hand down around the throat, clasping hold and pulling backward. She turned loose of the hair and applied a two handed hold upon the throat of the whimpering teen, forcing the tips of her fingers hard against the throat, attempting to choke the life of out her. Jen gasped and gagged as she reached up with her only usable hand, the left to claw and scratch at the mitts tightly crushing inward against her neck. Yuki shook her hands vigorously, one in order to disrupt Jen's hand that was digging into the flesh of her hand, secondly, trying to throttle the brunette into unconsciousness. The clawing of her hands was getting to her and Yuki rolled to her right, spinning over onto her back while maneuvering her legs around the waist of the brunette and reaching out and grabbing hold of Jen's right breast with the right hand, mangling the breast meat with her fingers and nails. Jen hollered out painfully as she felt her ravaged breast being attacked once again and then grunted out loudly as she felt the pressure of Yuki's legs crush inwards just beneath her ribs. She grunted even louder once Yuki locked them together at the ankles, really putting the hurt on the American teen. Jen grimaced and groaned as Yuki rolled them both towards the left, placing them both on their left side and clamped tightly to the badly abused nipple of the tit and began tugging on it fiercely. Jen was hollering in agony as the Asian Pearl stretched the tit out far from her chest while digging and plunging her thumbnail hard and deep into the teen's areola. The tit torture was brutal but erotic at the same time, seeing such a desirable and sexy part of the female anatomy being savagely abused. The tip of the young girls tit was ripened from the abuse, but it was now showing a small amount of blood as the Japanese girl was tearing deep into the abused flesh. As Jen would focus on the abuse to her tit, Yuki would change the tactic and crush her legs together as tightly as she could, causing Jen to gasp heavily as the air was being squeezed out of her lungs. Jen's groans seemed to be sounding a bit more stressful as the Japanese girl was really applying the hurt to her. Jen threw her head backwards, her tightly clenched eyes facing the rafters of the barn as she gritted her teeth trying to exert some type of added pressure to her claws while digging into the hands of the blonde. Yuki turned loose of the brunette's tit and placed both hands on the ground slightly behind her, elevating her bottom as she crushed her legs together powerfully, driving a deep, hard moan from the American teen. Jen had the tears reform in her eyes as she hurt so badly from the crushing pain being inflicted just beneath her ribs. As soon as she tried to defend herself, Yuki lowered her backside back down upon the ground and grabbed hold of Jen's hair with the left hand while pounding her fist against the right side of Jen's face, targeting the cheek and eye. Two quick blows pounded against the American's face and she quickly covered up with both hands, trying to protect her swollen and bruised face. Yuki immediately went back after the tit, clamping hold of the nipple and pulling hard, stretching the tit while trying to relocate it around to the brunette's back. Jen screamed in painful agony, the Japanese blonde really taking it to her now. Yuki gave the tit one final yank before turning it loose and unlocking her legs, pushing the brunette off her left leg, face first down in the dirt.

Jen was one badly hurting beauty as she tearfully struggled down on the ground, clutching and caressing her badly battered breast. Yuki calmly got up onto her feet and looked around briefly, locating the wooden board and bent over picking it up. Holding it securely with both hands, she moved over to the downed brunette and raised it high into the air before bringing it back down forcefully, pounding it upon the back of Jen's head. Jen flopped around momentarily, reaching for the back of her head before flipping over onto her back, her legs elevated with her knees tucked in near her belly. Yuki bent over grabbing a handful of hair and yanked upward, pulling the brunette onto her feet and led her by the hair over to the ring. Yuki used the hair to direct Jen's face down onto the rings apron hard, then lifted her up and tossed her onto the edge just outside the ring. Yuki used her hands to roll Jen over, pushing her beneath the bottom rope, back inside the ring. Yuki made a quick trip over to pick up the board and then strode back over tossing it inside the ring and then grabbing hold of the center and top rope, using them to pull herself back up to the rings apron. Both muck-covered beauties were now back inside the ring but only one was completely in control of the other and was preparing to continue with the domination. Yuki grabbed Jen by the hair and pulled her upward onto her feet. Jen was quite wobbled as she struggled to remain there on her own. Yuki guided her over to the ropes, pushing her forward while tossing her arms across the top rope, Jen's aching, and beaten body hanging upon it limply. Yuki went and retrieved the board and secured it with both hands once again. She approached her dangling target and swung the board around from the side, cracking it hard upon the back of Jen's left thigh. Jen let out a mighty cry as the board cracked hard upon her smooth, tanned skin. Her body bounded upon the ropes, but she appeared to be too weakened to lift herself up off of them. Her body sagged further downward, her right knee coming to rest upon the canvas. Yuki loaded up with and board and again swung around hard, paddling the bare flesh on the back of the American girl's upper thigh. The wood cracked hard across the flesh, knocking free some of the dirt that had clung to her dampened skin. Yuki dropped the wooden slat and knelt down behind the tearful, whimpering brunette, reaching around her waist, trying to force the denim shorts down across her shapely hips. As she worked upon the shorts, she couldn't resist the urge to clamp onto the front of the shorts, squeezing at the brunette's pussy that was tightly encased beneath. Jen's mouth fell open as she moaned lightly from the probing fingers pressing upward into the vulnerable area between her legs. Yuki quickly went back to work on the shorts, working them slowly as they fit so snuggly to her body. Yuki worked them downward so that the top of Jen's butt crack was visible to the naked eye. She then paused and reached up snagging hold of Jen's right tit, clamping hold of the swollen and bloodied nipple and began tugging and tearing at it unmercifully. Jen hollered out painfully as the fire that burned within her beautiful breast was again set ablaze. Yuki pulled the tit stretching it down towards the belly, using her fingers to curl the nipple across her fingers. She turned loose of the tit and slid her hand down across Jen's belly, working her fingers down the front of the denim shorts, working their way towards Jen's pussy. The fit was still too tight and Yuki couldn't get at her target, but the folks at ringside were getting a good look at the top portion of the brunette's sexy, pink satin panty. Everyone down outside the ring was pressed hard against the rings edge, getting birds eye view of what was happening only a foot or two in front of them. Yuki reached down baring her nails and raked them hard across the back of Jen's left thigh. Jen screamed in anguish as she felt Yuki's talons rips across the blazing red flesh of her upper thigh. Again the ropes were shaking heavily as the brunette was feeling the fierce burn from her opponent's attack. She raked her nails upward, clawing them across the flesh until she reached the fringed area on the back of the shorts and worked her fingers inside, grabbing hold and working the shorts a little further down the leg. Yuki took hold of the short on the right leg and pulled, alternating her tugs from right to left, struggling to pull the shorts down over the hips of the American teen. Further and further, she tugged on the shorts until she finally succeeded and pulled them down, leaving them hanging down around the brunette's knees, leaving Jen's bottom exposed wearing a pink, satiny thong. Jen truly was blossoming into one fine young woman, her curves finer than those of her mother. Yuki climbed to her feet and moved over to the ropes, placing her feet upon the bottom rope while reaching over the top and grabbing hold of the center rope. She pulled upward on the center rope, stretching it up and over, placing it across the back of Jen's head and neck, effectively trapping her within the ropes. The beautiful brunette had absorbed a terrible beating thus far and it looked as though it were about to get even worse.

The sexy American teen dangled within the ropes while the Japanese beauty wandered around behind her, bending over and securing the board again and kneeling just off to the left side of her hurting opponent. Yuki, holding the board with both hands swung it around hard, targeting and smashing it against the smooth, soft flesh of Jen's left buttocks. Jen threw her head up in anguish, her brunette hair flying around wildly while her horrid, shrill-like scream was reflected off the walls and ceiling of the barn. The meat on the young girl's butt cheek shook like crazy from the fierce, forceful blow. The burning flesh barely had time to settle before Yuki delivered another cracking blow searing across the tender, sun starved flesh. Jen screamed agonizingly as she bounded upward, trying to escape her bonds and evade the powerful strokes being delivered by her hated rival. Trapped within the ropes, the brunette could only drop back down to the canvas, both knees planted firmly upon the surface while her arms were outstretched to the side, held crucifixion style. Her head sagged down towards the mat, her tangled, matted hair dangling down below. Yuki smirked a bit as she brought her arms back slowly, focusing as she took careful aim upon the target and then let loose with another mighty swing, the wood landing and cracking hard against the reddening flesh of the American teen's ass. Jen cried out painfully, her battered chest heaving up and down as she began sobbing from the intense pain the Asian Pearl has put her in. Jen's left butt cheek was red as red could be. Yuki held the board in her left hand while freeing her right and zeroing in on the reddened flesh of the brunette, grabbing hold of the butt cheek and digging her nails hard and deep into the burning flesh. Yuki squeezed upon the flesh like she had earlier on Jen's tit, crushing it and working her nails into the flesh, painfully digging hard into the skin. She then removed her thumbnail and raked the nails of her fingers hard across the flesh, leaving a trail of deep, reddened scratch marks on the blazing red skin. Yuki walked upon her knees a bit, repositioning herself and took the board firmly in both hands again and went to work on the right butt cheek. A resounding cracking sound filled the barn as the wood and flesh met with a violent impact. The sobbing teen wailed out painfully as her ass flesh jiggled sexily to everyone's delight. Yuki wailed on her again, quickly followed by a third time sending the crowd at ringside into a cock tugging frenzy. I had a fleeting thought about stepping in and stopping the beating, but with the kind of money Jen was going to pull down from this match, I figured I'd let the ass beating continue to a final, decisive conclusion. Yuki tossed aside the wooden weapon and reached around the brunette with the left hand, seizing hold of the thickened, swollen nipple of her battered right breast and crushed it hard between her thumb and forefinger. Jen groaned as she felt a sharp, piercing pain return to the tip of her tit while Yuki lowered her right hand down upon the buttocks, and dug in deep into the flesh of the right butt cheek. Like a crazed woman, Yuki ripped and tore at the flesh of the American's buttocks, clawing and scratching hard and deep. Over and over, she'd start at the base of the buttocks and upper thigh, plunge her nails inward against the flesh and rake them upward, hard across the flesh. She was so into a zone as she worked over the brunette teen; she clawed at the flesh leaving it covered with bloody furrows ripped into the skin. Jen was still sobbing and whimpering, but still conscious, so I let the fight continue. Yuki pulled downward on the tit, trying to yank it off the American girl's chest, but turned loose allowing the aching tit to snap back in painful agony. Yuki placed her hands upon Jen's shoulders, using them to propel her back onto her feet, towering over her horribly beaten enemy. Yuki moved directly against her back and reached down grabbing two hands full of hair and began shaking the brunette's head around vigorously, yelling and screaming at her foe in her native tongue. The high-pitched tone of her verbal assault was enough to pierce the eardrums of those nearest her. She continued to shake her head around for a few more seconds and then turned loose and locked her hands together, raising them high above her head before driving them down hard upon her opponent. Yuki delivered an axe-handled blow across the base of the brunette's neck, forcing her head to bounce around limply. Yuki stepped forward, stepping atop the bottom rope and went to work on the upper ropes, lifting the center one off the brunette and grabbing her by the back of the hair, yanking backward and throwing her down onto the mat. Jen landed upon the canvassed surface, her arms spread out to the side as she lay upon her back. Jen's knees were bound together by the denim shorts that hung around them, her legs bent at the knees and leaning over towards her right side. Jen's eyes were bloodshot from the tears that continued to fill her eyes. They were glazed over and dazed, the deer in the headlights syndrome. The area around her right eye was badly bruised and swollen from the pounding she had received. Both her breasts were covered with scratches, but her right seemed to be the worse of the two with the nipple swollen and bloodied. Yuki didn't look like a spring chicken as Jen had worked her over pretty good also, but this bout was just a matter of how much more the brunette could absorb before she passed out from this brutal beating.

Yuki moved around the American, looking downward and finally stopping near the brunette's head. Yuki bent over grabbing a fistful of hair and lifted Jen off her back and forced her back onto her wobbly legs. Yuki held her there with the left hand while using her right to tug on the pink bra, pulling it downward ripping the straps off her shoulders and allowing it to fall on the mat down by their feet. She shoved Jen backwards against the ropes, tossing her arms across the top and went back to work, using the center rope to interlock with the arms with the top rope, again tying the brunette up helplessly. Jen was unable to remain on her own two feet as she sagged downward and was seated upon the bottom rope, her arms tangled and outstretched to her sides. Yuki stood just off to Jen's right and grabbed hold of the ropes in front of her and used it to propel herself forward. Yuki lifted her right leg and drove the knee hard into the right breast, crushing it excruciatingly against the brunette's chest. Jen tried to fall over forward but her arms held her prisoner in the ropes. Yuki moved in and worked on Jen's lower body, rearranging her and positioning her so Jen was now dangled in front of her on her knees. Yuki dropped to her knees also, leveling herself with her opponent and balled up her right hand into a fist and pounded it hard into the brunette's lower belly. Jen gasped as the fist pounded deep into her softened belly, the fist sinking into the flesh. Yuki pulled her fist away and then lowered it down onto Jen's crotch, grabbing hold and working her fingers upward, digging them into the silky material of the panty. Jen groaned as she felt the talons of the Japanese beauty dig their way up into her sex organ. Yuki worked her fingers furious, digging up into the brunette's pussy while lowering her head and planting her mouth upon Jen's battered right tit. Yuki bared her teeth, biting into the severely scratched flesh on the upper section of the tit, biting her savagely hard. Jen threw her head backwards while letting out a bloodcurdling scream, the ferocity of the attack clearly evident from Jen's vocal response. Yuki raised her head quickly while staring intently at the breast, then lowered her mouth again, this time targeting the bloodied nipple and clamped her teeth onto it tightly. Jen screamed out terribly as Yuki bit and shook her head around vigorously, her teeth clamped tightly to the nipple, tugging and pulling the tit around painfully. She removed her mouth from Jen's tit and some of the brunette's blood was visible upon the Asian Pearl's face. Jen's body leaned forward as far as it could, her arms in the ropes appearing to be the only thing holding her up. Her head was hanging forward loosely and her hair was limply dangling downward. She was no longer groaning or making the soft, whimpering sounds from only moments ago. Yuki grabbed Jen by the hair and raised her head upward, but Jen's eyes were closed and she appeared to be out. I moved in a bit closer to examine the situation myself, but Yuki dropped her head allowing for it to bob up and down as if fell limply downward. Yuki reached for and grabbed the board and gripped as best she could with the right hand while again grabbing hold of the hair and lifting Jen's head upward. She swung her arm around and although it didn't quite have the same pop on it as it did when she could swing it with both hands, she did manage to hit the target and crack it against Jen's battered right tit. The board hit slightly from the bottom, uplifting the tit as it was driven upward into her chest. The tit recoiled and bounded around a bit but the brunette didn't make a sound as it did so. I moved swiftly as I reached out grabbing hold of Yuki's right arm preventing her from swinging it forward once more. Yuki looked at me with her steely, determined eyes, but she knew that it was over and slumped down onto the backs of her heels briefly and then continued over onto her back, looking skyward as she threw her arms out to her side spent and exhausted. The crowd erupted with utter gratitude for what turned out to be another classic battle from these two young teens. While Yuki lay on her back in the ring, I moved in to free the beaten American fighter from the ropes and signaled for Gerald to climb inside the ring. There would be no words to describe my appreciation to these two young women for the spectacular battle they had waged against one another. Although Yuki was the winner of the bout, her body was beaten and ravaged by the valiant loser. I truly believe she was on a course to win the battle if Yuki hadn't found a weapon to take away the brunette's momentum. As I untangled the ropes, Jen slumped over forward landing face first down on the canvas, her limp body motionless. Gerald knelt down beside her and immediately went to work as I stared down upon these two, courageous fighters, wondering if there were to be any more battles between these two. I knelt down between the two of them staring, wondering what could possibly be next. Both these fighters were desperately in need of Gerald's medical attention and I felt that my fighting empire was headed for life support. How many more times could I milk these two for such vicious encounters. Judging by the wild excitement of the crowd outside the ring, there was no doubt I would be pushing for a hot summer's day rematch.

To Be Continued…………