WHUMP!! "FUCK!!!" screamed Pam as the blow to her jaw sent her reeling into one of the cheering crowd, who promptly hurled her back into the ring to face her opponent again. Pam glimpsed Deanna's face, twisted with hatred, for an instant, before the vicious 6`2 brunette smashed her in the mouth again, sending her to the concrete floor for the fifth time in as many minutes. Before she passed out, Deanna rolled the naked blonde onto her back and dug her specially sharpened nails into the blonde's tender pussy, tearing at the soft lips and smashing her fist into the pubic mound itself, all to rapturous and bloodthirsty cheers from the crowd. As Pam tried to rouse herself, delirious with pain and the fear of permanent injury, Deanna, without breaking a sweat, grabbed the blonde by the hair and smashed her face into the concrete floor, again and again until the blonde was out for the count.

Dusting herself down, Deanna stood up. "Where's the new one that wants a kicking then, Sharon?"

Sharon, a pretty redhead, checked her list. "Some stupid bitch called Debbie. Dangerous Daring Debbie, she calls herself. She's in for assault, got four years after she had a fight with a stripper and put her in hospital"

Deanna spat on the floor contemptuously. "Oh, and now she thinks she's fucking hot stuff. Bring her on in, I'll rip her twat out."

"She'll be in in a minute. Are you sure you're okay, you don't want a break? You put Sleeping Beauty here- " she kicked Pam's inert form- "away pretty quick."

"I'm fine, babe, see for yourself". Deanna drew herself up to her full height and let her friend inspect her magnificent nude body. Though by no means fat, she was full breasted (still high on her chest, even now in her mid 30's) and hipped, but well muscled, big boned and powerful to boot- a lioness ready to take on anything the jungle (or in this case D Wing of the State Penitentiary) had to offer.

"Oh yeah," muttered Sharon, feeling herself go moist between her legs, "You look just fine… ohhhh" she gasped as she felt Deanna's hand slip inside her prison overall trousers, "ohhh yes".

Uncaring of the crowd of excited jail babes, Deanna drew the little redhead toward her and their lips met, kissing passionately as Sharon's hands caressed Deanna's gloriously full breasts, her pubic mound, her-

"Oh, I'll come back later if you're busy" said a voice.

All heads turned to see the new arrival. "Dangerous Daring Debbie" as she liked to be known, was a 5`11 blonde beauty with a gorgeous ass and magnificent pert DD cup breasts. Though slender of build, she was lithe and well muscled, a cheetah to Deanna's lioness.

Deanna turned to face her rival. "You ready to go, bitch? I ain't got all fuckin` day, plenty more asses to kick after yours."

"Ready and willing" sneered the blonde.

"You know the rules. Strip."

Warily the blonde did so, peeling the orange prison overalls off her naked body. Just as Deanna calculated she was most distracted, as Debbie pulled the coveralls over her ankles to step out of them, Deanna charged her, slamming the blonde in the stomach, knocking her to the ground and knocking the wind out of her.

Leaping on her like a wild animal, Deanna laid into the blonde, pummelling her with a vicious flurry of punches. Debbie was hit in the face, in the throat in the chest. She couldn't see, she couldn't get her breath- by a sheer act of willpower and adrenaline, she struck out wildly, by luck smashing Deanna on the bridge of her nose and throwing the crazed brunette for a moment.

Choking and gasping her breath back, Debbie dug her sharp claws into Deanna's breasts that hung invitingly over her. Screaming with rage she dug her nails into the nipples and areolas, drawing blood and a bellow of agony from her opponent, who again began to batter the blonde's head with a frenzied barrage of punches. Debbie hung on desperately, scratching, pinching and twisting Deanna's nipples as hard as she could trying to ride out the storm, but a right from the brunette smashed her nose with such force it brought tears to her eyes and she instinctively pulled her hands away from mauling Deanna's breasts to cover her nose.

Stepping up, Deanna yanked the blonde to her feet and hurled her across the room into the concrete wall. Both girls took a moment to take stock of their injuries- Debbie's face was black and blue and blood was pouring from her nose, whilst Deanna`s breasts and nipples were in an awful state, bloodied and scratched. She felt as if her lungs were on fire, but knew she couldn't acknowledge the pain she was feeling.

Shaking her head to clear it, Debbie stepped out of her overalls, which had been dangling off her ankle, and moved in warily toward her opponent. Both girls were moving more cautiously now, both realising this fight was going to take everything they had to win.

This time Debbie was first to move, feinting a left on her opponent, and then as Deanna moved to block, the blonde challenger grabbed her in a headlock and ran full force toward the concrete wall. The pain and impact made Deanna momentarily pass out, and the next few seconds were blurry as Debbie smashed the brunettes face into the wall another three times before hurling her to the ground.

"This is for busting my nose, you fucking whore" she hissed before cocking her fist back and smashing a brutal left into Deanna's nose, hearing a crack as she broke the bone.

The searing pain brought Deanna back to life with a vengeance. This wasn't some bimbo she was going to be able to put away in five minutes, this was going to take everything she head. Reaching up, she grabbed Debbie's hair and pulled her face in close. Letting the blonde see the madness and bloodlust in her eyes, she spat a big gob of bloody phlegm into her opponent's face and followed it up with a brutal headbutt straight into her already damaged nose.

Debbie simply fell off the brunette clutching her nose and swearing, blinking back the tears of pain that leapt involuntarily to her eyes. Deanna kicked her onto her back.

"And this is what you get for fucking up my tits, cunt" she hissed. Debbie shrieked in pain and terror as the brunette brutally rammed her claws up inside her anus and vagina, tearing at the lips and walls, whilst simultaneously biting down on the blonde's left nipple with everything she had.

Assaulted by waves of agony like she'd never known, Debbie screamed and thrashed, clawing at the brunette to get her off, but in her current state she lacked the co-ordination to hurt her effectively. Trying to fight through the pain and her own rising panic, she realised an opportunity - Deanna had her luscious ass up in the air, just within reach, so Debbie stabbed her fingers into Deanna's anus with all her might.

Deanna recoiled, leaping up and screaming. Debbie was incapable of moving, simply lying on the concrete ground gasping and sobbing as blood began to trickle down her legs.

Catching her breath, the brunette champion decided to end this fight now- she might not get another chance, even after the damage she had inflicted on Debbie. Walking round to her opponents feet, Deanna lifted them in the air, and stomped down hard, once - twice - three times, each time eliciting a grunt of pain from the now semi-conscious blonde.

"Sit on her face!" roared the crowd "Smother the bitch!"

Walking over, a little unsteady now but still aware of the necessity of maintaining face, Deanna planted her naked crotch over the blonde's face and began cutting off her air supply.
Debbie became dimly aware of a new source of pain and quickly realised what was going on. Acting purely on instinct, she bit down, hard, on the first thing that came within reach.

"Jesus!" shrieked Deanna, feeling the sharp teeth clamp down on her pussy lips. Frantically she tried to move, but the blonde held on. The pain was becoming unbearable, she had to do something. Thankfully, she had the blonde's arms pinned, so was able to grasp her head without resistance and smash it off the cold concrete floor, moving with it in an effort to minimise the pain she was in, until the blonde lapsed into unconsciousness again.

Gasping with agony, the champion got up and began methodically to smash her opponent's head into the unyielding concrete floor until she was sure this one was out for the count.

With her face and breasts covered in blood, as well as a little trickle seeping down her leg, she turned to Sharon.

"Okay Sharon. Who's next on the list?2