Akiko’s Challenge (HC Part 10)

By JS2007

With a gasp Helen suddenly realised she knew where Akiko had come from. She had secretly over heard her mother talking about a girl Fuso was sheltering, a very special woman, who had run afoul of the leaders of a rival Yakuza Clan, due to her taking the wrong woman into her bed. Her mother had been warning him about not having too much contact with the girl, as she would twist him around her little finger just with a smile. She insisted he just get her the training and surgery and then send her on her way, assuring her a safe place had been found for her. However this had been back in the early Spring, and Helen had at first thought her mother was worried the girl would be a threat to her place in Fuso’s heart, but when she had visited him in Japan it was obvious he cared for no one but her, and she was embarrassed to see how worried he was about her, and she had forgotten her jealousy of the unnamed teen, and had not even thought about whatever had happened to the anonymous girl.

Helen stifled a sob of grief, and looked worriedly at the sleeping beauty in the hospital bed, had she replaced her as her man’s lover, but if so then why had she come here to Shanghai? Akiko’s training in full contact wresting seemed inexplicable, but it must have been Fuso who had arranged it, as she would have had only minimal combat experience at College given her very special calling as a Siren. Then with a gasp Helen jumped up, until now she had not had the opportunity to calmly look the girl full in the face, close up, but now she did so while she slept, and she realised where she had seen her before. The eyes were very pronounced almonds, but her slight facial surgery had changed her eyebrows and nose, and importantly her ears had been remodelled, and while feeling her hands she had noticed the light extra ridging on her finger tips, of course, that was for finger print surgery. Helen wondered how long it had taken her lover to find a woman who fitted his exact requirements, and then arrange some problem in her life so she was desperate enough for his needs. Akiko had had minor surgery to modify her appearance and hide a secret identity, but in her case only enough for an experienced operative to want to look more closely, and Helen realised what and who they would find at the end of their search.

A girl who would match a particular profile, and whose fake identities and facial surgery meant she fitted the description on the head-price of a very high kill bounty nearly exactly. Helen realised where she recognised her face from, it was her own.

Two days later when Helen unlocked the Dojo at midnight for her highly illegal fight with the young bitch, she had been surprised to find Akiko already warming up in the ring. When questioned how she got in, the cheeky girl had just smiled and said the Dojo manager had let her in at lunch time, and indeed the big man was sitting at ring side wearing an embarrassed grin, and then with an even bigger smile Akiko had added that she had needed someone to exercise with, all afternoon and evening. She was nude, her oiled California tan emphasised by her knew hair colouring. At some time in the last day Akikp had had her spikey blue hair turned to a silver platinum blonde, and while Helen stood stock still, shocked as she looked at a near mirror image of her former self, the girl swayed across the ring to look down at the older woman.

‘Come on Teach. Come up and show me what you’ve got, and I hope you don’t mind fighting nude,’ and at this she provocatively rubbed and caressed her smooth shaved crotch.’ Oh Teacher,’ mocked the younger woman,’ do you like my cunt that much.’ Akiko smiled and provocatively thrust her hips at Helen, but it was the twin lightening flash tattoos, well below the bikini line, that arced towards the girls sex that was mesmerising Helen. The originals of those copycat inks were now concealed by the red, blue, and green of her slithering anaconda tattoo that flowed around the created Black Chinese’s neck, down her back, to wrap around Helen’s hips, and end with its scarlet tong licking at her slit. As her seconds Helen had brought along Chunhua and Jiang, and they had had to help the dazed woman into the ring, and worriedly asked what was wrong, while Helen just starred at the younger Japanese 18 year old as she played to the small select crowd who had all come along to see her beaten in this unauthorised brawl with her Chinese coach, but were in a minute being swayed to her side as she joked, teased and provoked them. Accepting the tall slim younger woman’s challenge Helen stripped off the frilly red one piece she had intended to wear, to leave herself similarly naked, with her small trimmed Brazilian emphasising the more powerful mature sex of the vastly more experienced and muscled female, and as the older of the two 5 foot 6 Asian’s flexed and stretched, her exotic snake tattoo writhed on her Afro Asian coffee brown milk chocolate body.

Helen’s body was not as fired up as it should be when facing a deadly foe, she could still feel that ounce of compassion and fear that a good ‘FightDrug’ would have eradicated, but here in China they liked their fighters to be as clean as possible, but across the ring Akiko’s eyes were blazing from what Helen knew was a very hyped up cocktail of illegal and dangerous boosters, but this time it looked like the girl had massively overdosed on the stimulant. The younger women seemed completely confident if not arrogant as she hoisted herself up in her corner and hooked her legs across the ropes on either side of the padded post. This was the ritual challenge to an opponent that commenced combat in the Yakuza College tournaments, and to Akiko’s obvious surprise Gin responded in kind, two legs spread at 90 degrees across the ring ropes while she sat on the top of the ring post. Helen was forgotten and Arimi pushed aside as the vicious fighter Gin took over the dark tanned Black Chinese’s body. Both women’s healthy firm clits shone in the arc lights of the small Dojo, scarlet slits of throbbing hot sex, pocking out from their shaved cunt lips, engorged and challenging their foe to do their worst to try to destroy them, and reduce one strong she muscle to nothing but a shred of torn flesh., baby smooth Akiko’s versus the shaved and trimmed Brazilian of Gin.

Jumping down to the canvas the two contrasting naked females bowed to each other from opposing corners of the small ring, the filling out female form of the 23 year old woman with her flowing russet locks versus the equally tall but younger, boyish platinum blonde, both nude except for their regulation wrestling boots, and a thin coating of baby oil. It started bad for the older female as Gin was taken completely by surprise by the drug enhanced speed of the younger girl, as even as she came up from her bow, assuming a defensive position, the blonde nymph had already sprinted across the mat and launched a kick at her slick shaved cunt lips, the overdose of FightDrug giving her extra energy to burn, and making up for lack of skills by sheer speed. But the yellow boot only scraped across Helen’s sex lips, just ruffling her dark black trimmed cunt hair, eliciting a yelp from the auburn haired Amazon as she skipped back in surprise, but the assistant wrestling coach was quickly ducking and covering as the exuberant youth bombarded her with kicks and punches. As Gin groaned at the power of the girl’s attacks, Akiko was screaming at the top of her voice as she beat at the dark body of the older Afro Asian female, her technique was basic and unskilled but with Helen still dazed at fighting ‘Herself’, she was scoring bigtime.

‘I’m going to fuck you up, you red haired bitch. Think you can teach me anything you looser. No American is a better wrestler than a Japanese.’ shouted the mocking, smiling teen, her tirade only punctuated by the slaps and pops of falling blows and her own gasped inhalations. However Gin had weathered many frenzied attacks in her long career, and the young vixen, though given the added strength of her drug induced rage, was nowhere near as strong as some of the big fighters, male and female, Gin had faced over the years. She bided her time and while the small group in the crowd that were the girls supporters cheered her on, she waited her chance, and due to the silver haired teens inexperience at fighting, a real pro like Helen did not have to wait long.

Snatching hold of the long auburn locks of the older women, Akiko flung her enemy into the ropes with the expectation of landing a breast chop across the filling mammeries of the 23 year old. However her arm swung only into air as Gin deftly ducked the blow and instead smashed a knee into the glistening red sex meat of the younger girl. The suntanned and smooth hairless lips were smashed aside as the hard knee found its target on the teen’s wet and dripping clit, crushing the meat up against her pubic bone, sending her staggering back across the ring. Gin swept her red hair back out of her eyes and took time to examine the array of bruises on her body while a cross legged Akiko, eye’s screwed tightly shut against the pain invading her body, stumbled back before sitting down abruptly in the opposite corner, two hands deep in her groin, trying to massage the agony away. Helen now took time to closely examine her opponent. The slim younger girl’s body still showed many marks from her previous fights, but looking at her pained expression as she held her sex, it was very obvious she had never really suffered a beat down or had to endure a real physical assault, and her pain and inexperience were showing through the FightDrug frenzy.

‘You have felt what one blow from a real fighter can do. You are just an amateur, and need to learn your trade before you can challenge me.’ Called across Gin to the now slowly rising platinum blonde. ‘Bow to me now, and I will accept your apology for your disrespect, and allow you to train with the University wrestling team.’ However the only response from the shorter teen was a snarl, as still rubbing her crotch she advanced on the older woman.

‘I am unbeatable’ snapped back the 19 year old, ‘I’m not going to train under you,’ and then the blonde broke into a near hysterical laugh. ‘You are just like all the rest, obeying the rules, telling me who I can and cannot sleep with, an old woman, who thinks she can tell me what to do,’ she hissed. ‘I’ll never bow to you’, and with that she took Gin completely by surprise by suddenly performing a standing drop kick, catching the more experienced older wrestling coach flat footed, and squashing her charcoal nipples, slamming them hard against her ribs, causing lymph to immediately start to swell the young woman’s milkers, as large purple bruises spread across both mammeries, and Gin fell to the canvas with a yell of excruciating pain. Gin had time to think as Akiko continued her crazed tirade, and she had seen this thing before, the FightDrug had been doctored, and the teen was undergoing a complete psychotic episode.

Quickly recovering the more experienced fighter picked herself up from the floor deftly sweeping the other girls legs out from under her, but even though she landed clumsily the shear speed of the drug crazed bitch enabled her to bury her right fist into the left swelling tit of the older women even as Gin was jumping up. Groaning the auburn haired 23 year old slumped back into the ropes only for the slim girl to snap kick her right booted foot up and under the damaged breast, spreading the swelling organ across Gin’s torso, as she dragged the rough sole of the shoe across the reddening and discolouring tit. This time she screamed and jumped away, nursing the wounded milker, as the little gang of Akiko’s supporters cheered on their new idol. Gin smiled across at the younger girl and bowed in recognition of her attack. She also tried not to wince and show the increasing agony she was feeling in the targeted left breast, which was now two sizes larger than it’s swollen neighbour.

Slowed by the need to nurse her injured breast Gin again became the target for a flurry of blows from the younger woman, but this time she was now also focusing in on the older fighter’s chest, but Gin knew two can play the milking game, and though big breasts hurt a lot, crushing and mauling small firm teats cannot only give great pleasure, but also cause agony to the recipient. Twice Gin had the small bitch wailing as she tit threw her across the ring leaving five red tracks on the cherry red 32 inch pointing stubs of her teats, and tears flowing down Akiko’s cheeks, but then the blonde replied in kind and switched from battering to mauling. After managing by sheer super-fast reflexes to avoid another tit throw Akiko ducked under Gin’s arms to fix her talons into the bloody ebony teats that pointed hard and firm from Helens bronze normally compact grape fruit sized left 34 inch, but now sagging and swollen mammaries. Using her speed the lighter fighter kept the older girl off balance as she whirled the longhaired twentysomething round by the tender swelling nubs. Ducking chops and blocking knees she kept up her gouging attack until Gin suddenly lost her cool due to the agony in her ravaged breasts, and with a scream sent an elbow into the younger girls face. Akiko staggered back holding a bruised and swelling eye as blood dripped from her nose. ‘Damn’, Gin thought, she had struck the little cow in the face, so now it would be hard to cover up this clandestine fight.

However with a renewed scream of rage the now blooded spitfire hurled herself at her foe only to find her target gone. Snatching a flailing arm the older woman sent the younger female into the ropes where she bounced back invitingly, a dishevelled disorientated target. As the auburn haired woman shot her right foot out to catch the rebounding platinum locked teen, Akiko somehow managed to snag a hold of the ropes, abruptly ending her catapulting form and transferring her motion into a vicious swinging double kick. Before Gin had time to react the young nymph’s hard yellow leather wrestling boots had both impacted onto her already brutalized left breast sending the red head flying off her feet with a hellish wail of pain. Rolling to break her fall, Gin was quickly back up, glaring at the young ,crazed, drug fuelled terror, as Akiko completed a hand stand on the ropes to alight seemingly without a care in the opposite ring corner as the crowed screamed their support. Gin’s teary red eye’s bore holes into Akiko’s tanned body as tears trickled down her face to drip on her now blue black left breast, which oozed blood, lymph and gore from the ruptured teat to drip onto the worn canvas of the old wrestling ring.

She lost it. A cool controlled rage filled her body and any thought of pulling her blows or limiting her attacks disappeared. She would use full power, the little minx would feel what it was like to face an opponent in a real full contact fight. It was the cheeky face of the younger girl splitting into a broad grin as she noticed the destroyed breast, that focused Helen’s resolve, and then the vicious kitten had given the older woman the finger, as her supporters encouraged her on to destroy the other swelling breast of their Coach. American’s were not popular, and as she had lived most of the last year with the hated Mahogany her own mixed identity did not counts, and the fight was uncovering a deep hatred for the ‘Black American’s Lover’. This only fuelled Gin’s revenge and a nasty vicious ten minutes of destruction followed that left the young girl’s supporters speechless as they for the first time saw what a real trained fighter could do if she was not limiting herself. It was the first time that they had seen a real fight up close, and the brutality that was administered to the trainee wrestler had them hiding their eyes towards the end, even though Akiko herself was so punched out and high with drugs, that she seemed hardly to realize how badly she was being beaten. After every knock down somehow the Japanese girl picked herself up, usually with a slurred sarcastic comment about the older woman’s flabby breasts, overused ass, or dry cunt, but it was when she got onto Helens mixed parentage, calling her a ‘Hong Kong Whores Little Sow’, that Gin had to fight hard to keep control, and that made the young woman laugh even louder, even through her own tears.

Gin used the youngster’s speed against her. As she had charged in to attack last second dodges had impaled the blonde teen’s sex onto the swinging hard red boots of the older fighter. As she croaked in protest Helen mocked her, prompting the teen to lung across at the experienced fighter who had simply used a novice judo throw to land her with a thud on her back. Jack-knifing up to recommence her attack Akiko had then been easily flung at the ring ropes. The younger teen’s superb reflexes had pirouetted her flying body in mid-air to land atop the ropes as she had done before. However repeating a move against a pro was near guaranteed suicide as Gin had flung herself hard at the wires causing the speeding girl to miss her footing and land with a scream, one leg either side of the top rope with her already sore clit resting on the nylon two inch diameter wire. A chop to her throat stopped short any immediate thought of escape and then the young girls legs were twisted together by the vengeful older woman. The ‘clit zipper’ was one of naked wrestling’s most vicious torture holds but Gin was now not going to spare the novice anything. The girl’s cuntlips and meat were repeatedly dragged up and down the rope, sawing her sex apart, leaving the teen whimpering as her whole groin was rubbed raw, and left red and blue, like butchers offal. Akiko had fainted after hyperventilating while screaming at her sex’s destruction. Discarding her legs Helen had flung her off the top rope so she landed in a dishevelled sweaty heap at her feet. Slowly the killing anger faded and it was Helen who walking across to where the other young woman’s new found followers were looking on in shock, watching the crushing of their new idol. She stopped, and stood arms folded looking down at them.

‘Bow now to me and admit your ignorance, and I will spare her, you all have much to learn, andI will be your teacher ’, but even as the stunned students bowed in respect to their victorious coach a croaking voice came from behind her.

‘Never surrender’, whimpered the silver haired teen as she struggled to get back on her feet. Somehow with blood trickling down her legs from her sandpapered love meat the younger fighter attempted to launch another attack on her more experienced foe. Gin clicked back into control of the dark destroyers toned naked body and easily out punched the now dizzy concussed kitten and then leaned in to snatch hold of the already gouged teats of the teen. Again Gin turned Akiko’s drug enhanced speed against her, as expecting another vicious teat throw she pre-empted the hold and moved with the throw. But veterans know how to turn such things to their advantage and instead of a throw Helen deftly turned her move into a tit lift claw, and Akiko’s own jump had insured Gin was helped to heft the lighter girl high off her feet. Her boots kicked in mid-air as she was left hanging her whole weight on her young buds by the auburn haired older woman’s talons firmly embedded into her boyish tits. Helen kept her whimpering aloft for nearly a minute before, with a bellow of ultimate agony from Akiko, her fingers slipped as blood gushed from the ripped and torn breasts and the red-haired Coach lost her grip on the gory remains of the teats. Akiko collapsed to the floor on all fours sobbing uncontrollably, but still shaking her head to Gin’s demands to kiss her boots and lick them clean in submission. As she wept, bent over, her forehead to the mat, she unfortunately presented a target even a novice like her would have been hard pressed to miss, and the 23 year old was no novice. With a loud grunt of exertion the red-haired victrix stabbed at her prey, two knife fingers stabbing deep into the proffered shitter of the younger female. Akiko wailed at this new intrusion and then begged for Gin to stop as the Afro Asian hooked her embedded claws inside the anus of the penetrated kitten and then ripped them slowly out of her, widening her hole as she excavated. At this point mercifully Akiko passed out again.

Helen poked the unmoving form with a scarlet lace-up boot and roughly rolled her onto her back. The young bitch slowly started to regain consciousness, whimpering in pain, but again refused Gin’s invitation to lick her boots in surrender. Taking advantage of the younger speedsters total disorientation the older women decided to finisher her once and for all and jumped for the ring ropes, catapulted herself off them to aim a crushing leg drop across the already busted, milked and destroyed teats of her younger opponent. Somehow the girl’s battered body seemed still able to function, refusing to accept defeat, and even as Gin’s boots descended on her brutalized body she attempted to jack-knife back to her feet from the canvas, seemingly ignoring the many bruises that cover her body and the blood pooling from every gouged orifice. There was a horrific crunching sound and Gin could not believe the speed of the tanned sprite, considering the damage she had inflicted on the 18 year old. Helen watched with horror as the silver blonde snapped into a defensive pose as she regained her feet but then paused. The older woman watched a frown slowly spread across Akiko’s bloody and now distorted, once pretty face, as she noted the concerned worried expression of her coach. Then with a characteristic attempt at a cheeky grin, Akiko open her smashed mouth to shout some abuse at her older foe.

Her voice came out as a distorted croak, her brain having not comprehended what had happened to her once beautiful face, and then Gin watched as her one still seeing eye widened and turned into a saucer of fear as she realized she could not breathe. The teen had recovered so fast from her stronger opponent’s battering that she had completely taken the redhead by surprise. As Gin’s boot had descended on its target the girl was already half way up and thus her crushing blow instead of smacking down on tenderized tit meat had cracked home across the teens face. The Black Asian gladiatrix had felt bones, teeth and cartilage crack from the impact, but the young girl’s reflexes boosted by her overdose of drugs and the will to fight, had jumped her back to her feet, regardless of the near fatal damage she had just suffered.

Then the blood started to flow in a red tide out of her half open mouth to drip across her chin onto her battered bruised and crushed tits to flow in rivulets down her six pack stomach to drip onto the mat from her hairless groin. Adrenalin still drove her forward, and she took a swaying step forward before she was consumed by a coughing fit that sprayed blood and lumps of gore across Helens naked glistening torso, and then with both hands clutching her ruined face she collapsed into the arms of her enemy, shaking and jerking as she fought for breath, giving out a terrifying low whooping noise from the damaged airway, causing the red haired woman to cry out herself, remembering her own near fatal injury so many years ago. Helen knew the teen’s very struggle could be causing more damage as she twisted and turned her head, eye wide in terror, so as the watching students gasped in horror, she pushed Akiko’s head to one side and chopped for the teen’s carotid. She pulled the otherwise killing blow, but with a sudden jerk the younger woman crumpled into oblivion.

‘You, run to the aid station,’ commanded a Cantonese accented voice to one of the stunned students, as the now blood covered wrestling coach cradled the stricken, shrunken form of the Japanese female close to her own brown naked body, ‘You, get in here and help me stabilize her, and you break in the door to the gym office, and get the first aid box off the wall. Look for a box marked Tracheotomy Kit and a scalpel’. All the wrestling students however were so shocked by what they had just seen it wasn’t till the woman screamed ‘Go’ at the top of her voice that they sprinted into action. The older women dressed in a doctors white coat and surgical mask barged her way through the crowed with two medics who appeared to have materialised out of nowhere, and she perfunctory felt the girls neck for a pulse and then glared at Helen.

‘It’s too late, she’s dead, and that chop to her neck killed her.’ And at that the small crowd who had been watching the illegal fight ran for the doors leaving Helen alone with the two men and the woman, and the still warm body of Akiko. Tearfully Helen looked across at the lady and started to cry.

‘I know you have come here to make sure I finished the girl, but I couldn’t, please save her Mother, please save her’, whimpered Helen, while Akiko’s eyes fluttered open, deep pools of terror, staring up at the two women who would decide her fate.

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