GANGLAND CHALLENGE
By Arteaus

My name is Sonya and I ride with a cycle gang. Although I am very physically desirable with good legs, nicely rounded ass, strong thighs, and firmly packed 38 size tits, I am hard as nails. I am not known has the Scandinavian Slammer for nothing. I have had many brutal fights in my time and have always come out on top. Our gang has its own hierarchy for both guys and dolls. My place with the dolls is number one. And although I hold that place now does not mean that it is not open to challenge – and challenge I was now. Whenever this occurs there is a fight to the finish – no holds barred, no time limit, no interference, till one is beaten into submission or cannot continue. The fights are always conducted the same way – in a sand pit or similar spot – stripped naked. The reason for this last bit is to make it a primitive fight with no weapons, no protective garments – just naked bodies and bare hands – and it is always brutal.

This time I had been challenged by a Latino bombshell that stacked up well against me in the physical department and was also as hard as nails – but not as hard as me. She was new to our gang and had never seen me fight so she had no way of knowing that I fought tooth and nail, gave no quarter, and used all the dirty tricks in the book to win. As she challenged me I warned her that she would regret it, but she sneered at me and spit in my face. That was a fucking mistake for now I had to not only win but give her a brutal beating. We went to the sand pit and stripped. The rest of the gang – guys and dolls – formed a large ring around the pit as we prepared to start. Her name was Spanish Bitch and she proved right off the bat why she had that name. Before I had completely shed my jeans she charged into me. I sidestepped her and she stumbled passed me and almost fell. But she quickly recouped and came at me again with the intention of getting me in a front bear hug. As she went to wrap her arms around my upper torso I brought my knee up between her legs and slammed it into her crotch. Her hands dropped to he sides and she bent over in agony. As she did so I brought my joined hands down against the back of her neck in a rabbit punch that felled her into the sand. I waited a few seconds until she started to get up and then kicked her full in the face. She went down again, this time on her back and lay there with a little trickle of blood coming from her nose.

I’ll give her credit, though, because she was game. But she would have been better off crying uncle right then and there rather than absorb the brutal punishment that I was going to dish out. But either she was too she-macho or too stupid – I don’t know which – and she struggled to her feet. I moved in quickly and grabbed her head and monkey flipped her into the sand with such force that she arched her back up in agony. I let her thrash about for a moment or two before I reached down to yank her up by the hair to a standing position. I then thrust my arm between her legs and grabbed her head with the other and body slammed her into the sand again. This time she arched her back even higher in agony and a cry of pain emanated from her lips. But she didn’t have much time to ease the pain before I reached down to take her ankles and lift them up to trap them under my armpits. Then I flipped her over and sat on her bent torso. Her body curved like a strung bow and her face was mashed into the smothering sand. I continued to press down until her back was at the snapping point.

I dropped the crab hold and reversed my position. I now straddled the middle of her back and locked my hands around her chin. I pulled back with brutal force and her body arched up almost to a right angle. I held this for a good minute while she clawed at the hands on her chin. So intent, however, was I in bending her back that I was careless in where my head was going. She dropped her hands from trying to dislodge my hands from her chin to reach back and grab my hair. With a yank that nearly tore my hair from my scalp she flipped me over so that I landed on the sand with such force that it momentarily stunned me. That was all it took for her to scramble to her feet and fall on my stomach with an elbow smash that almost knocked all the wind out of me. As I rolled over onto my stomach to protect it from another assault like that she sat in the small of my back and grabbed my hair with both hands. She then proceeded to slam my face repeatedly into the hard sand which covered my whole face and started to get into my mouth. She was hurting me and I knew I had to get free or she would smother me into unconsciousness.

But then she made the same mistake that I had made when she was under my control – she got her head too close to my hands as she yelled at me to submit. I took advantage of this by reaching up and grabbing her head and twisting it so that she was forced off my back. I quickly scrambled over her and went to work on her 40 size tits. My steel fingers and sharp nails sank into her flesh. With a vicious pull I raked my nails across those mounds and saw streaks of blood. I followed this up by bending down and closing my teeth onto her big stiff nipple. I could have made her submit by biting down but this would not physically punish her the way I wanted. After making her squirm and thrash about, kicking sand in every direction I released her and got to my feet to wait for her to try to get up. I waited as long is it took for her to get to her hands and knees and then went behind her and yanked her up to a standing position by her hair. I immediately clamped her in a full nelson. She tried to resist but I had the nelson placed high on the back of her head and she was powerless to do anything about it. I pressed down relentlessly on the hold and at the same time slammed by hard knee into her ass. The hold forced her down to her knees and then down to her stomach. I rolled over, carrying her with me, and then added a thigh bulging scissors to her midsection. She writhed, bucked, arched up, thrashed, and went into wild contortions, but I just kept turning on the pressure on her neck and the constriction on her middle. Finally her body went limp.

But I wasn’t finished. I released the hold and grabbed her ankles and pulled them apart. I then thrust a foot between them and ground it into her crotch. Her hands flew down to where my foot was grinding into her and screamed. I lifted my foot and brought the heel down hard just above her cunt and she screamed again. I then replaced my foot against it and ground down some more. She started to scream and sob over and over that she submitted but this did not satisfy me. I meant to punish and brutalize her so t hat she would never think of challenging me again. My next move was to remove my foot and reach down and lift her body up so that I could drape her over my bended knee in a backbreaker. As her body arched over my knee I sand a finger into her cunt and clamped my mouth down onto one of her tits. She was now arched over my knee with a tit and cunt lock combo. At this point I decided to make her a rag doll before putting her out with a lethal sleeper hold, draining all of her resistance from her, humiliating her before the gang, and then finishing her off with for good with a smothering cunt kiss.
I release her and let her drop off my knee. For a few minutes she didn’t move, but finally wobbled to her feet. I moved in and landed a punch just under her eye. Her head rocked back and she sank to her knees. I then send a hard knee to her chin that sent her crashing back into the sand. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that some in the crowd wanted to step in and end the fight – but they knew the rules – a challenge fight went on until the finish or when victor decided to end it – and I was not about to do so. She struggled to her feet and I gave her two jabs to the face followed by a wallop to the gut, and then a haymaker that sent her sprawling to the sand once more. There now were murmurs from the gang and although I wanted to physically punish her more I didn’t want any recriminations later so I went for my lethal ending hold – one that would shown absolute dominance.

It was a few minutes before she stirred and got groggily to her feet. I then stepped up behind her and locked her in my lethal sleeper hold. As I held her thus and tightened the constriction she got weaker and weaker. Her first resistance quickly lessened to feeble arm waving, then hand groping at my encircling arms, and then finally limp flopping. I let her collapse to her back on the sand and then straddled her shoulders with my knees. From this position I moved so that my cunt was directly over her mouth. My thighs closed around her head to keep her firmly in place and then started to pump up and down with ever increasing tempo until the action triggered my climax. That was the end. I got up and retrieved my clothes. The ring parted for me to leave. When I looked back over my shoulder I saw her battered and humiliated body with my climax all over her face. So once again I had fought off a challenger to my number one rank among the gang’s dolls. As far as Spanish Bitch was concerned she would never fuck with me again.

The End