Wednesday 11 July 2012

Gabe's fantasy come true..

Some men dream of seeing a fight like this, but one man did. read now about the night Gabe had his dreams come true..


Lia: Why dont you set the scene a little for us Gabe....
Gabe: Hm...give me a second to ignite my imagination
Meg: no prob  looks wise Lia and I are both pale brunettes btw..
Lia: Indeed.  My hair is a little longer.  I am 5'3 115 lbs green eyes, pale skin
Meg: and I am 5'6" 125 lbs brown eyes
Gabe: *smiles and nods* Warm summer evening, the sun is setting over the lake as I sit on my deck with a cool drink.  The back yard is wide open and the property is quite secluded, no neighbors for miles I have asked you both to come to my private lake home to prove to me once and for all, who is better and deserves me.
Lia: I have had strong mixed feelings about this from the outset.  My feelings for Gabe have always been strong.  I've cared for him more than perhaps any man.  But he's always been a cheater, and a bit of a power freak, and I hate to encourage him in these little habits.  I don't want to have to fight for my place in his life every few months.  That is just degrading and I have more pride than that On the other hand, I have always HATED Meg.  It's not just that she tries to usurp my place in his life.. it's a pure chemical distaste for her....I would fight for him.. but I call him, dialing his phone..
Gabe: The cell phone goes off as Mozart interrupts the silent evening, the music bringing a smile to my lips as I set down the drink and press the speaker button.  "Hello my lovely Lia.  How are you this evening?" I calmly answer as I take in the beautiful sun set before my very eyes.  
Lia: "How am I?  I'm pissed off.  What kind of ego do you have to invite me to your place to fight for you like some kind of fucking animal?  DO you think so little of me?"
Gabe: The lips curl into a smile as I lean back in the chair, looking down at the phone, "Actually, I think highly of you.  Of all the women who have been given the honor of being in my presence, you are only one of two that I truly care for."  The answer is very lacking of emotion.
Lia: "The other being Meg, right?  Fuck that whore.  If I do this I want a commitment.  I win, and you and I we fucking make a commitment, and if you see another girl, I won't fight her to keep you.  I will fucking murder you.  Am I clear?"
Gabe: "Making requests already?  Prove yourself first Lia and then we'll make deals, am I clear?"  I don't even wait for a response as I disconnect the call.  I know it will anger her in the end but it was all part of the delicious plot.
Lia: As he hangs up the phone I am torn.  I weigh a number of options.. from burning his house down and waiting outside with a gun to see if he comes out....but in the end, I realize that a) I do want him, creep or no.  b) I hate Meg anyway c) and the very least, I will steal something valuable.  I decide to dial Meg.  
Meg: As I sit in my car driving the scenic streets of Sylvan Lake, my cell rings. Looking down on the caller ID "Cunt'  'what the fuck does Lia want? I think as I answer. Lia is one of Gabe...friends...with dubious benefits.... with fake smile in mind "hello Lia...dear..."  
Lia: "Hello bitch.  Did you get an invite from Mr Luther?"
Meg: oh that is what she wants..."Well yes I did. Something about proving how great I am which you know is redundant and all, especially compared to his HORRID exes.....why do you ask? "
Lia: "I just wanted you to know that I'll be there.  And if you dare to show your face, it will be the last time anyone sees it." I smile as I say it, running a hand down between my breasts, purring  
Meg: "My eyebrow raises as I make the turn with a screech "Why Lia that sound s like a threat..or a treat, the treat being me ridding the world of you and the treat for Gabe...well seeing me of course! " I laugh the laugh that I know makes Lia's hair stand on end.... I lower my hands over my  body as I press the accelerator..."But you are welcome to try to put up a fight..I missed taebo today...toodles poodles...' as I hang up and race towards Gabe's place...
Lia: I throw my phone on the floor and grind my high heel into it, my eyes wide with rage.  I call a cab and have myself delivered to Gabe's  I don't dress up, because I know he'll have something he wants me to wear.  He ALWAYS does.
Gabe: The doors are left unlocked and just inside is a note addressed to each woman stating where they can find their evening attire, a drink and then to meet me out back by the lake.  My bare feet enjoy the feel of the grass as I watch the calm waters, my only attire being simple sweat pants.  (by the way, forgot to mention 6'0", 200lbs, athletic build, brown hair and eyes)
Meg: I screech to a stop in front of Gabe's property. hopping out of the car. "hmm no moped so no Lia. She is likely still hitchhiking here...' honestly having no idea what she drives nor caring. I enter the house without knocking because..well I am me!  Seeing the note to me telling me that my evening attire shall be in the north bedroom. With a smile I strut my way down the hall and enter the bedroom.
Lia: I tip the cab driver a twenty, and head into what will be my new home this time tomorrow.  I see a note for me, and I see that my "attire" is in the east bedroom.  I leave my Donna Karan glasses, and my Coach bag on the table as a signal I'm here, and head to the room, my heels clicking on the terrazzo as I make my way to the room. I wonder, frilly lingerie, thousand dollar evening gowns.. what little kink will it be... and imagine my surprise when I see an olive green tank top and panties.. simple cotton.. no hose.. no footwear....There is something about the simplicity that thrills me.  Nothing to distract from my beauty.. nothing to heighten anything.. just two women and our hate.... I remove my Chanel dress and lingerie, and dress like a tomboy high school girl at a sleepover. I sit on the bed for a moment and dig my toes in the carpet before I head out to the lawn overlooking the lake. Gabe is there and I come over to him, turned on by his dominance and his devilish smile. "Bastard," I say, my eyes flinty and I kiss him deep.  
Gabe: The sliding door sounds off as I hear the first set of steps on the soft grass.  I know it is Lia by the smell of her perfume and can't help but smile when I see her.  The comment is chuckled at as I hold her body close to mine for the kiss. 
Meg: Looking at the bed I see my gladiatorial armor....a purple tank top and panties...of course he remembered how could ANY man forget me or that night. I slide my bra off and into the panties and tank, knowing shaving my legs was a good idea today. Part of me is giddy at the thought of finally ending his bizarre obsession with Lia. I mean no woman can compete with me but her, of all things? I always wanted to punch her until her face vanished under my fists and now I have the chance. I open the door to the pool side, flipping my hair back and seeing...........................her! with HIM! I stride up behind HER and grab HER by the hair pulling HER away from him. "Like kissing your sister isn't it Now time to kiss your lover...." as I slide my mouth on his and kiss deep...
Lia: I grab your hair in return FURIOUS and pull you off of him and shove you back ,hands curling at my sides. Get off him you CUNT!  I turn to Gabe. "What are your terms you PRICK!?"
Gabe: One kiss is traded for another and leaves that all too familiar tingle in my pants as I take in every moment with a devious grin.  "The terms are simple.  I love you both but you hate each other.  Neither of you wanted me when I wanted you both so now one of you have to go.  As said before....simple." I answer as I cross my arms over my chest.  "The back yard is your arena...good luck ladies." My grin grows wider as I back away, eyes trained on both of you.  
Lia: "I'm going to actually fucking murder you Meg.  For real." I look at Gabe. " Don 't you dare fucking stop us!  Not even if she's killing ME!"
Meg: I make the talk flapping lips sign with my hands as Lia speaks. "Gabe don’t make dinner reservations with Lia  ever...she will need a coffin though, I will even toss in a few bucks to give it a nice lining..."  I turn to Lia "Time to die, HON" the last word icy and forced and angry at the same time as I make my way to the grass.
Lia: I drop to a crouch, my eyes locking on Meg's and my long pink nails curl "Bring it on, you fucking low class whore.  I'm going to bathe in your blood like Lady Bathory!"
Gabe: I move back to the nearby deck and sit down on the comfortable seat as I sip my drink.  This plan took some time to set but the fruition was going to be superb and it shows in my eyes, lips and pants...
Meg: I squint at you..."Rilly?  low class? compared to you? You are a cook or something right? "  I get into the crouch the same as you, my hands up red nails flashing "And I will eat your heart, the only good meal you could ever make for me! "
Lia: Looking at you, my skin crawls, and I realize that he's really done me a favour.  I hate this bitch more than words.  I'd HAPPILY die just to take her with me.  I smirk. "At least I have a skill other than spreading my legs, you fucking whore.  Now enough talk.  Let's get to evolution.  Survival of the fittest." I dart in and slash at your left arm  a quick nasty first strike.. a test, a tease.
Meg: As we circle you lash out  AHH GOD! I shriek as you slash me on the arm. My face reddens from a  mix of rage, pain and embarrassment, then swing my right hand out at your arm to even the score  ‘see how she likes it’! My hatred for you was mild  I thought but now I do want her to die and fuck the consequences  that's what money is for!
Lia: As your nails last across my forearm I wince and gasp and I see the blood trickle into the shallow cuts. My eyes narrow. I circle back out of reach, going moist between the legs and not for the first time, I am grateful to be fucking loaded.  I can kill her without consequence, without anything but passion and a kind of joy. I press the three claw marks to my face, leaving war paint marks on my cheek. "Ohhh. bitch I am wet for this.  You are going to bleed and bleed and fucking BLEEED"
Meg: Seeing you paint your face I feel...oddly excited. I always loved bullying the smaller girls at school and getting my way is as natural as breathing so the chance to PROVE my superiority is rare .I take my blood and taste it. I swear I can taste you as well from your fingers and I get wet.... "Come bleed with me then you slut! You will regret the day Gabe ever slapped your fat ass....the day you were BORN ! "  HISSSSS
Lia: I rush for you in a frenzy, my mouth open and eyes wide, one hand grabs the side of your tank top under your arm and the other grabs your short dark hair as we collide with a soft noise of skin on skin that is oddly sensual considering our intent is DEATH!
Meg: OMMPH!  Our bodies slap together as you rush me. I bare my teeth at you in involuntary warning. I grab your dark hair with my left and your tit in my right sinking nails into the material and skin, pulling back hard. My skin tingles touching yours oddly sensual in our hate lust.
Lia: I spend my life in a constant war with dark impulses to take what I want, slap and bite and scratch the bitches who stand in my way.  I put on a careful mask of humanity and civilization and I realize that Gabe may love me for the beast underneath, and I throw the mask away, and let her out. My face leans in and bites your nose, growling and whimpering as you maul my breasts, and I claw your soft armpit, ripping at the arm hole of your tank top as my hand winds in your hair. I have no more words in me to express my hate for this little bitch.. this cunt with a mouth and a sharp tongue.. this THING in the way between me and the cock I want to spawn with and I sell my feelings with my hands and teeth as he watches.
Meg: I whimper as your nails dig in which turns to a growl. and a yelp as you bite my nose. I bare my well whitened teeth and redden them by sinking into your chin. All I care about now is once on my life, REMOVING something that stand sin my way forever. Killing you would make my life complete. Gabe is a good reason to do it but to be honest, I would kill you if you cut in line to get a coffee now. I look at Gabe as well arching my back for him , fuck it. I do it for me. I will end this useless thing in front of me and claim him like a trophy. I almost want him to still fuck around if only for more Lias to put on my mantle.
Lia: I snarl as you bite me, and I shake my head, bloodying your nose and freeing my own bloody chin to SPIT in your face. CUNT! I rake my hand from your hair down the side of your face, wanting to ruin your pretty, vacant, hateful face and my sleek smooth thigh slides over yours. I’m high on the pure thrill, the joy of us doing this body to body.. no lies, no weapons, no politics. One animal and another animal resolving hate in the purest way. As I feel the skin curl under my nails I gasp partly in pain and partly from the lust and my eyes meet yours with infinite hate sparks drilling from one gaze to the next  as my wet pussy brushes your thigh...
Meg: I blink as your spittle and blood washes over me and I grin, a grin that should disturb most god fearing people. BITCH!  And I spit back in your face as you claw my face and I don't care I want all you got, I want to take all you got and still destroy you. No excuses no bullshit. Just me proving i am the better animal today and always. We lock eyes and in those eyes pure hate not seen since 1945. Our mounds brush and then I slam my body and pussy into yours as a primal challenge.
Lia: Our breasts press and flatten and slide, nipples rock hard under thin cotton as our legs hook and the fronts of our panties slide together.  I rip the side seam of your tank top nearly to the waist, leaving a shallow scratch and breaking a nail which brings a gasp of pain as we teeter on our feet.. tenuously upright.. but knowing that we will hit the grass in moments. And God knows what fresh hell comes when we do.
Meg: We grapple and I feel my top tear. Not wanting to be alone in having my bare breasts exposed I grab the front of your top and yank down ripping it almost in half perfectly. I grab close to you as we start to fall to the grass like a lover.
Lia: Our legs twine as we roll in the grass in a wild sprawl, screaming a wild keening scream as my small high breasts slap to yours and I BITE at your shoulder wishing I could free my legs to rabbit rake you. I want every part of me to make you HURT, to end your fucking LIFE. your hateful inconvenient LIFE.  HIS COCK IS MINE!
Meg: We roll and I howl not aware of the inhuman noise I now make. I feel your bite and lean into your ear and gnaw on it trying to tear it off! I move a hand under your chin and squeeze wanting to dig my nails in and tear your throat out, wanting to feel YOU DIE UNDER ME!
Lia: AIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE: I slam my head back as hard as I can releasing my bite, and hoping the nose drives into your fucking brain as you move to choke me.  I grab your wrist with both hands and bite the web between your thumb and index finger as I roll atop you for a moment, loving the feel of you SQUIRMING under me and the taste of your fucking FLESH  
Meg: AHHHHHUNHHHHHH My nose breaks under your forehead...normally a horrifying thought to me but now just part of the ritual of ridding the world of YOU! I grit my teeth as you bite my hand feeling you on me. My nipples harden as you mount me. I snarl like the trapped beast I am and move my legs trying to get you off me slamming my knee towards your thighs.
Lia: nngggg Our legs slide apart and you knock me to the side.  I lose my bite, and rake at your thighs and knees with my toenails grabbing at your hair again. OH YOU BITCH!  COME ON!  COME ON AND FUCKING KILL ME!  BIIIIIIITCH  HES MINE!
Meg: I roll with you and grab your hari sinking my nails into your scalp raking your head, my own feet swing up clawing you thighs as I smile. I …WILLL......HAVVVVVVVEEEEEE.....HIS HEART!.....AND YOURS! ....TO EAT!
Lia: OHH GAWWWD We fight like PURE ANIMALS with our talons, and I try to rip out hair as we stare at each other and SCREAM HATE and PAIN. DIIIEEEEEE YOU FUCKING WITCH!  DIIIIIEEEEEEEEE  I pull one hand free of your scalp with a clump of bloody dark hair and my thighs twitch in a mixture of pain and arousal.
Meg: AHHHH GAWD I feel my scalp tear as you rip my hair....and I laugh "gonna kill ya   and love it! " and I sink my nails into your ears and rip tearing your ears as I lean in and bite your nose   rawr!!!!
Lia: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA my ears are like a lance of fire and it's punctuated by your bite, cracking my nose in kind.  I chew at your chin, and both hands go for the eyes, my broken nail extra sharp and raking your eyelid. "I'll fucking come when you bleed out, bitch.  I'll eat your face!"
Meg: AIEEEEEEE my eye explodes in pain.....I see red literally out of my left eye....I hisss..."Drink your last heart beat of blood...." As I rake my claws under your chin going for your white pretty throat..
Gabe: I am amazed at the scene before my eyes as both ex lovers have taken a feral form.  My manhood stands at full attention as the intensity never dies down, my hopes that the tide will turn for someone soon.
Lia: I feel you claw blood from me and I bring a foot up awkwardly between your breasts and Kick out hard trying to get some space between us.. and roll away to my knees, panting.. my face bloody, blood and grass stains all over my bare chest and belly, hair tousled, and skin lashed with claw marks.. and though I know he's there.. and it MATTERS he is there.. Meg is my entire world.   It is her.. or it is me.. bitch on bitch.. now both of us in wet, bloodied panties.. and I want to torture her pussy.... I look at her.. eyes heavy lidded..... "Oh Meg. I've just got started you've no idea"
Meg: We roll apart and I rise panting like a dog. one eye gouged, face arms chest bleeding I glare at you. I want her dead, I want her to die then to fuck him on her twitching corpse. I tear my panties off feeling free to be naked a crimson vision of fury. "Dance with me then, until it becomes your death twitch....."t
Lia: I grab the side of my own panties and tear them my cookie sleek and smooth and, though I hate to show it.. Gabe's initials tattooed on my labia "OH yes you cunt.. lets!" I lunge, falling short of you and claw your belly, biting your thigh, belly on the grass face down.. half on one of your legs.
Meg: You fall in front of me biting and clawing at me.....I crouch lower and slash across your face and eyes  and snarl "Looks like I need to make some alterations to your cunt shame i don't have a match to BURN those letters off!
Lia: ANNGGhh my head whips to the side as you slash at it and I claw your belly and breasts win a strong downward slash as I get up to my knees near you again "TRY IT!"
Meg: AHHHHH IEEEEEE facing you knees to knees i slide my hand down and under your pussy .."OK then" I say through blood stained teeth as I sink my nails into your sex...
Lia: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I arch my whole body back as you rake at my sex, and then I go for yours with one hand, the other clawing at your neck...my head shaking back and forth like it's gone rogue.. my mouth open and the scream from it pure rage and agony. and we work as hard as we may to ensure the other never fucks again...
Meg: RRRRRRRRRRRRR I bite my lip as your nails sink in...and scream back in your face....and then in a primal rage  hand clawing your pussy I lunge in and bite your jaws challenging your jaws your hands, your pussy to outlast mine!
Lia: nnngggggg our jaws lock, teeth grinding together like glass on glass as my one hand rakes and slips into your, clawing your inner walls and my other hand grips your hair to hold fast.. blood streaming down our thighs.. eyes wet and streaming with tears as we duel bloody and intense...
Meg: I gnaw you blood streaming from our mouths and cunts, I dig into your labia and seize where i think you put the initials and TWIST  tearing your clit and labia seeking to remove anything that makes you a woman!
Lia: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I pull my face back and BITE the eye I 've clawed, CHEWING IT to muffle my screams as you pull and TEAR at my clit.. jelly and blood spattering my face.. and though the agony is incredible.. eve through my tears.. I make an exaggerated sound of LOVING the taste.. and THEN I feel the TEAR, and the agony of losing flesh LANCES through me, and I throw myself back, releasing your cunt.. spitting and kicking and bucking like an animal as you tear my clit off.
Meg: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I feel you EAT my fucking eye!  then I feel your clit tear in my hands...and i fall back from the sheer pain of my eye  blinded by the pain trying to fight through it as my eye fills with tears.
Lia: for a long moment we lie screaming.. not moving except to roll and clutch.. and gabe still does not come for us and I roll over.. I crawl for you. bleeding badly and I fall atop you,  burrowing my face for your throat.. exhausted.. cold.. hands gripping your hair weakly as I bite for your jugular.. growling.. snarling.. jaws aching
Meg: I feel you pull me up and barely see you come for me..I raise my hand not knowing what it is, screaming as your teeth sink into my hand...blinded.
Lia: NNnggggg with frustration I moan as you press me back from your throat and my hands releases your hair and wrap around your alabaster neck in a strangle.. my thumbs on your trachea, face a mask of pain as I use my weight to bear down.. bleeding pussy on yours
Meg: I gag as your thumbs sink into my throat ....I try to moan as you lean on my sex but nothing comes out...My tongue hangs out as my face reddens from the lack of oxygen...
Lia: Oh god diieee. PLEASE Diiiieeeeeeee.
Meg: head swirling I lash out feeling for your face    shaking now  as I turn purple....and drive my thumb into your eye...
Lia: EEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA: My hands come up to my face and I bounce on you jerkily.. as the shock sets in and then my hands RIP at your neck, my jagged broken nails TEARING skin.. and my mouth clamps in your neck as we start in another final sprawling roll.. slow and deliberate and desperate.. each of us knows that within seconds.. one will die.. one MUST DIE!
 Meg: we roll I can feel your nails but the choke has drained me. I feel your jaws clamp on my neck a gurgle comes out of my throat my hands weakly move to try to peel you off...my legs jerk..........
Lia: I HAVE YOU!  my heart pounds in my chest and I feel myself ready to COME.  I grab your hair and PULL my face back and A Chunk of flesh comes with, and your blood SPRAYS my chest with gore as I rear up atop you, coming hard.. rubbing it on my face and belly as I grind into you, and then I look into your good eye with mine...... "god.. you cunt.. he’s mine.   he’s mine.. I'm the better cat.  MINE.. Killed you.. BITCH"
Meg: my eye can’t see I barely hear you..imagining this to be a night mare.......which i will....wake up..but...no  I am.....dying.......... with my last breath I say bubble out what you think is " he hates...your lasagna......bitc......."
Lia: I don't make out what you choke at me.. but the defiance is key and I scream in rage and I rake at your face over and over.. and then BITE at it and dig nails in as I do.. and even though you have died beneath me. I keep slashing and BITING and clawing and screaming and sobbing, exhausted but unable to stop RUINING You, wanting them to need dental x-rays to id you.. wanting to CLAW you right out of the world until it is apparent I will not stop on my own
Gabe: The arterial spray forces me to stand and slowly move towards the victor and her defeated foe.  The same devious smile upon my lips as my hand grasps Lia's shoulder and pulls her back with little effort.  "How do you feel lovely?" I calmly ask.
Lia: I turn to him and collaps into his arms.. still past words.. bleeding badly from my torn eye and pussy.. weak and powerless in my triumph.. and seeking the simple comfort of skin as battle adrenaline fades.... "mine.. oh god say you're mine..."
Gabe: The smell of blood and sweat is intoxicating as my arms wrap around and pull her in close, eyes looking down at Meg's body.  "You've proven yourself Lia..." I whisper into her ear before tilting her head up to look at me, my lips gently kissing hers before deepening the kiss.
Lia: I kiss him, and pass out in his arms.. I will require medical attention.. or I will soon join Meg.. and I am at his questionable mercy THE END
Gabe: WOW!
Meg: so Gabe how do you feel about getting what those guys who pay hundreds of bucks for their own vids think they will get ? :)

Friday 13 April 2012

Highlander deathfight

Reposting an old deathfight story..



lia: Okay we're operating on the premise that there are these immortals, all women. And they can only die in fights with each other.. weapons are useless.

meg: thankfully not needing decapitations

lia: okay.. so I was a whore in London in the 1800's and I found out I couldn't die getting stabbed in a fight...since then I've wandered the world, gotten rich, and now produce movies in Hollywood.  It's been years since I felt the pull of another immortal, and years since I killed....

meg: hmmm I was a Russian Princess, my powers kicking in when the Bolsheviks executed my family, became a writer, changing names and styles every decade, wealthy and loved seeing the wall fall. And also been years since I felt the presence of another as I go to have one of my books optioned for a movie...

lia: I am scheduled to meet the author of a book my company is filming.. never read it, some Russian historical, and all day I've felt a strange itching tingle up and down my back... 

meg: I enter the studio, ready to meet to discuss my latest book based on my life (but they don't know that), when I feel an odd old feeling....I look around searching for women...

lia: I step over to you and shake your hand introducing myself, and there is an actual physical shock when we touch...

meg: ZAP!

lia: "Hello, I'm Lia.  So pleased to meet you."

meg: "I'm Meg.  Quite a grip you have...nice to meet you too." 

lia: I meet your eyes, and I know you for what you are, and instinct makes my heart race, hating you at once. "I'm sure." I sit down at the meeting table, looking like a million dollars in a black skirt suit with a white blouse, black stockings and very high heels..

meg: I lock eyes with you and smile, no warmth in it, like a wolf seeing another alpha.  I wondered if I was the last one.....and maybe I will be after today.

lia: "My staff tells me your book is quite good.  Are you working on another at the moment?" 

meg: "Well working on a sequel, have endless stories" I adjust my gold choker and smooth a wrinkle in my purple blouse...yt

lia: I smile with too many teeth. "It's a pity then you'll never publish them.

meg: I raise a finely plucked eyebrow, crossing my legs in my gold skirt, with dark leggings and heels. "And a shame you'll never make another movie either"

lia: I nod. "There can be only one, whore." 

meg: "if it were one whore, I would be worried that you had me beat there. But as it is, I'd say you are in trouble." I start to remove jewelry.

lia: I start to remove my own.. and makes sure the door to the boardroom is locked. "How many have you taken, hmmm?"

meg: my earrings and choker off now, setting my book off to somewhere safe. "Ten, none for several years...yourself?"

lia: "Ten.  I was starting to think I was the last... but I see that was a mistake.  Happily one I can fix." I set my earrings down, and step out of my heels... eyes locked with yours, hair on my arms standing up with the attraction between us

meg: All my jewelry off, toss my hair back and shake it out. I slide off my shoes and start to remove my leggings. My heart pounds sizing you up 'yes she looks like a good fight.' "Well at least you stayed in shape...fought one girl who barely made me break a sweat.  You'll b a good kill" 

lia: "Oh. I'll be more than you can handle, you cheap little Russian bitch...."
 I drop to a crouch and motion with my hands for you to come for me.. my desire to get on you overpowering..

meg: I toss my leggings down, the strip down interrupted by the overwhelming urge to clash, I move towards you and crouch as well, loosening my top buttons for air and grabbing a dollar from my purse. I toss it towards you "That should motivate you. Its your usual rate? "  HISSSSS...

lia: I toss my hair in reply and hiss back at you going animal.. "I haven’t whored in years... but I'll bet you still suck cocks for spare change considering the clothes you almost wear!"

meg: "Haven't whored in years?  You've never watched one of your movies then." I flash my red nails sharp and gleaming..."let's bleed together."

lia: I claw the air with my own blood red nails and move in closer..”Oh yes... let's dance, you bitch... try for me, if you have the nerve!"

meg: I come closer and then seem to stop..."um you are right....I am scared...." I back away for a moment enough to be almost believed then...my face turns dark "See better actress than you ever employed" as I kick hard towards your belly with a snarl...

lia: nnnggggg I clutch my belly as I stagger back, and look up at you
"That tactic was more interesting the first 3 times I saw it." I grab my coffee and hurl it at your eyes, it's harmless to you but distracts you long enough that I can garb your hair in both hands and press you to the wall...

meg: "You mean you fell for it three times already?"  How did you survive WWI? "  AIEEE Coffee in my eyes...I stagger back to the wall pressed by your charge , hit the wall hard and raise my own hands into your hair, digging into the scalp trying to wrench your head

lia: nnnggggg I twist my hands up in your hair, feeling real pain for the first time in years, and tears spring to my eyes, I spit in your face... "CUNT!" 

meg: your spittle washes over me. I shake my head and grin. Suddenly I pull your towards me doing almost a reverse head butt sending your skull towards my forehead. Slut!" 

lia: NNGGGG I pull my head back and drive a knee up into your belly, both of us testing each other before the bloody work starts...."If you submit I will finish you without pain, you skivvy little draggletail" Stress makes my accent come clear, and childhood slang coming forth

meg: OMPH!!! I gasp from your blow and stagger back breaking us free of each other. I curse in a language you know is Russian. "Get on your knees and I'll let you pray before you die.  English slattern" 

lia: I hiss and crouch low, my skirt hiking to show my garters... and I claw the air threateningly.."I'll never pray in front of you, bitch.  I hope hell is warm enough for you!"

meg: "nothing is warm enough for a Russian...except your hot blood!" I lunge at you and slash across your face with one hand , driving a fist towards your chest with the other.

lia: EEE!I feel your nails bite, and dance back from the blow to my chest, which aches with a dull warmth, and I grab your blouse in one hand, the other clawing your face in return... "Well, then I dare you to try and drink your fill!"

meg: AIEEE My face is warm with crimson as your talons rake. My blouse tears from your attack, exposing my ornate golden bra. I seize your skirt for leverage and drive my knee up hard into your torso to slow you down. "Little thing like you might not take long to drink..."

lia: NNNGGGGGG I am driven off my feet by your knee,, and my skirt comes away in your hands, revealing dark burgundy panties and garters.. I tear your blouse wide open as I fall, and claw hell out of your legs, snarling

meg: AHHHH SLUT!   I toss your skirt away and fall to one knee from the leg pain. Seeing you on the ground I lunge forward, trying to use my weight advantage to slam you into the floor with a body press.

lia: I welcome you on top of me, and rake your back, shredding the fabric as we start to roll over and over on the marble floor, snarling and hissing at each other like cats

meg: I cringe from the rakes on my back, my blouse shredded.  I trade claws with you as we roll, finally trying to stop the roll by swinging hard towards your jaw with my right hand, hand cupped to maximize the impact

lia: nnngggg my jaw aches from the blow as we rollover and over, and your skirt hikes up, my blouse starting to pull and tug, buttons popping as we go....I hook my legs in yours and snap my teeth on your jaw, growling

meg: AHHHH! GOD your teeth sink into my jaw...I heard you bite but not like this....But you are close now. With a snarl grab for your face and dig my nails deep towards your eyes squeezing...

lia: BITCH!!!! AAAOOWWW I twist my face to the side losing my bite and I claw your hands from my face, grinding my hips into yours to try and control your lower body....DIE!

meg: Feeling you take control of my lower half try to take control of the upper. I rake down your chest tearing blouse and bra away, sinking my nails into your tits with glee... Suffer then die!

lia: NNNNNNGAAAWWWW I rake your bar off as well, and snarl at the pain, squeezing nails into your soft breast flesh

meg: UNNNGH I feel my hands slicken wet as I dig in deeper, then pull your tits away from your body, stretching them and the muscles as we seem more obsessed with the pain on each other than the act of killing, twisting your tits like a pig tails...

lia: OOOOOOOOWWWWWWW I sink my nails in your wrists, and bite for your shoulder as we press into the wall, going rigid against you...Pig! The mauling is vicious and it is not enough to kill, we have to make the other beg! 

meg: GAHHH!  the pain in my shoulder..god it hurts.... I bend towards your exposed neck, teeth flashing as I bite at your neck  Cow!

lia: I see you coming in for a death bite and my eyes widen in terror, as I face for real the possibility of death. I claw your face double handed, releasing your wrists, pushing your snapping face away and hissssssssing

meg: AIIEEI  my eyes narrowly missed by your claws, but now my hands are free....I wrap them around your throat, nails digging in, slicing into your flesh.... "Beg for death!" 

lia: NEVER! I gasp for air, but don’t give in, raking at your face with both hands, my feet clawing your legs, feeling your skirt tearing as we roll... and finally I try to kick you off me

meg: We struggle grunting and groaning..and with a rip!  I fly off you, landing on my well conditioned ass...I stand up sweat covered, clad in my golden thong, chest heaving, bloody body aching and wanting your death more than anything...

lia: I am in just burgundy panties and stockings and I glare at you... "Not going to submit, then?"

meg: "Never!  Ready to beg for mercy? "

lia: To the DEATH!

meg: I would be disappointed otherwise...no mercy I start to circle you, feral going to all fours...

lia: I drop to all fours, my little ass shaking in the air almost as if I had a tail, and I crawl in closer....

meg: I pad towards you...we lock eyes salvia dripping from my lips..and then draw back and attack jaw snapping for your throat..

lia: I meet you head on and our laws lock on each others faces, striking heads wildly as we rear up breast to breast, belly to belly ,and I wrap my arms around you, clawing at your ass 

meg: hands rake up your body, blood covering us both now, jaws trying for an advantage, so evenly matched.  A bite here and nip there, no firm grip.....I sink my nails into your back...

lia: I grab your thong at the back like a handle and yank on it, wedging it up into you and snarling.. hoping to distract you and take the upper hand, my eyes wild now, as we fall into an all out catfight..

meg: I yowl in pain trying to keep focus you get another solid bite into my shoulder, dangerous now.   Desperate I slide my hand down forming a claw and slam it hard sinking nails into your sex, trying to a distraction of my own to regain an edge

lia: My eyes go wide as you rake my pussy and I hisssss in rage and press both thumbs to your eyes, knowing that if I don’t win, at least you'll be blind for a year growing them back... and its a total expression of hateful contempt

meg: AIIEEEEEE!!!!! I feel my eyes burst from your nails  the pain!   working by instinct I grab for your hands and the offending thumbs, trying to twist them and break them for some kind of payback, compressing my shoulders to protect my neck..

lia: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE you bend my thumbs painfully, but they are slick with blood and gore and slide free before breaking... I lunge back, your blindness a real advantage as I stalk around you in a circle looking for a chance to strike..

meg: I fall back, in a world of darkness knowing you have a real advantage.  I go back as far as I can, hitting a wall  at least my back is safe, I crouch listening , hands ready...

lia: I laugh softly, like chimes on velvet and I drop to my knees near you ,taunting you, as though you are no threat...

meg: I hear you...listening gauging...hands out like  well a blind woman....your laughter..where your mouth is....I listen more hoping your overconfidence will delay you..

lia: I lunge for you like a snake striking, teeth aiming right at your neck... electricity sparks between us quite literally as we near death, each of us knowing the winner will absorb the loser's life energy and heal instantly, it gives u no reason to do any less than fight all out!

meg: As you lunge the spark..a moments warning...I slam my forearm between your mouth and my throat, teeth  sinking into it.  My other hand flails toward where your throat might be based on the pain in my arm....trying to smash your voicebox...yt

lia: I bite your arm, and as I do I feel your hand smash into my neck.. tasting blood, and find breath coming in gasps.. something fucked up there... I lunge body to body with you, raking for your face and pussy as we tangle up in the last round of our savage encounter..

meg: my face in pain but your raking can't do much worse than my eyes....my pussy  AHHHIIIIII I heard your raspy breath and since we are body to body I feel your position to me. I grab for your hair and move forward in what would look like a kiss...searching for your mouth with mine...snapping jaw feeling your tongue in my teeth.

lia: nnnggggg One hand still at your sex, the other tangles up in your hair as we bite mouth to mouth, teeth working, mouths filling with blood as we roll and gnaw for advantage... arms and legs trembling as we fight it out.... BITCH!

meg: biting gnawing, blood everywhere..the focus is the mouth, your obsession fighting with biting.... and not my hands as they find your neck...I seize your neck and wrench it quickly, twisting your head.

lia: AOOWWWWWWW my neck bones creak and I nearly black out.. .that could have been the end of me. I rear back, blood streaming down my chin, and hissss

meg: still my hands on you so I know where you are .... the hiss  further proof..I lunge forward teeth gleaming red towards your exposed throat, hands covering your mouth digging nails in praying that I can lock my jaw around your throat...

lia: I let go a rattling hiss as your teeth sink deep and my eyes go wide with terror, nails rake and my whole body twists and writhes with you like gator in a death roll, both hands in your hair trying to get you off of me..

meg: I roll with you and start to shake my head like a dog trying to finish its prey, doing further damage to you, my hands move up to your temples and pres into them with all the pressure I can muster blood fills my mouth it overflows .

lia: EEEEEEEEEEEEE I feel my flesh tear and my blood suddenly jets, and with it, a pale yellow glow erupts, suffusing, you, your cuts vanishing, eyes refilling like fresh poured liquid..

meg: I can see blurry at first but now clearly...sitting up sweat covered but my cuts healed, seeing you turning pale as your lifeblood drains from you.. "Submit?"

lia: NEVER I spit the word at you, blood pouring from my lips...

meg: "very well...die in agony then!"  I roll you over and pull back on your neck, knee into your back...bleeding you out while putting you in a horrid chinlock.

lia: NNGGGAAHHHH my neck tears and death comes quickly, but not painlessly and you are left soon with nothing in your hands, and aside from you being naked and bloodied, no sign I ever existed.... electricity arcing over you like a huge orgasm...

meg: I feel it run through me.. my body spasming and tightening...god this is why I gave up sex for years.......I can breath again...a knock at the door  "Ah shit now I remember why these fights were a problem..."

Friday 23 March 2012

An XMen deathfight

A deathfight I did where we portrayed Jean Grey and Emma Frost of the XMen


Jean Grey female psychic of the X-Men, her  wedding day....the day even she could not have foreseen...as she stands at the altar...looking wonderful in her wedding dress...the voice in her head...says "I fucked him you know...., then images of her husband to be with...someone else...."

the voice in her head..."what the hell is wrong....with her. I better check"  With that her maid of honor and bridesmaids move to check on her ..one of them....did it, They touch her at once and visions of the night one of them spent with him fills your mind.  But who?

She sees her maid of honour Emma... dressed in lingerie riding him, laughing....tossing her blonde hair and laughing with pleasure.. and she pulls back sharply.  ‘I cant say anything... cant do anything not here.. not now’

the voice  ...."She's looking at me....why?   the echo.....she can hear!" Emma's eyes narrow "Yes I did...I saw that moment the first time I shook his hand...shame you finally developed your gifts more..." as the two delve deeper into each other’s minds..

Jean: I glare at you but keep on with the wedding.  I imagine the two of us together......and I am staring at you.....you bitch... ....so tell me, did you fuck with his mind to get him?  Did you?

Emma: Actually no...I fucked with yours...you know you two have never actually had sex.....I grin wide...but you felt ALL of my times....

Jean: well then.. ...in my head, for psychic combat.. dressed in my old Marvel girl costume.. with the skirt.... "You've gone too far, Emma"

Emma: Standing in my barely there white costume.... "that's your problem Jean never going far enough. Unless of course Mastermind or something else made you..." 

Jean: Shut up!  You just shut up Emma.  I'm not going to tolerate this anymore.  Scott is my HUSBAND!

Emma: And what's your furry Canadian?  Your pool boy? Poor Jean we are just waiting for you to die or go crazy...again...

Jean: slaps your face.....Don’t you start throwing accusations you murderous deceptive BITCH!

Emma: face stings from your slap..... No accusations my dear....I read your mind.  You want him so have him. I never liked short men but I'll take Scott until you rise up again and expect to be taken back....oh and I almost forgot...
slaps you back hard! 

Jean: I hold my cheek....."You have everyone either fooled or terrified but me, Emma.  I'm not even slightly worried about you.  I could crush you like a bug out there in the real world...and in here....we're even." I step back, turning my outfit into the black queen outfit I used to wear, and yours back to the White Queen.....

Emma: "well well well. Is this a challenge my dear Jean? Name your terms" I flap my cloak into one arm, sizing you up physically. ...

[in the wedding "Hmm some mental presence Magneto? Onslaught? Bendis? a bald man's brow furrows….

Jean : I say, here we are two women in love with the same man....and one of us has to go.  So let's fight, Emma.  Once and for all...in here....out in the real world, the loser will just die of a heart attack.

Emma: My eyes narrow..."Agreed. The setting.....something provincial like a bedroom? " 

Jean: Well... we are fighting for ownership of that very place aren’t we? I bring us to a red satin bed in the middle of a great empty void....

Emma: I undo my cape and start to work off my heels....

Jean: I will them away, and my own.... and I kneel on the bed....
Come on you bitch.. I've waited ten years to scratch your eyes out..

Emma: I kneel on the other side ...Time for me to see just what color your roots are...

Jean: Same colour as your blood, you cheap British fucking slag.I grab at your hair and yank you in close

Emma: gasping as we make contact skin to skin, but quickly recover to seize your hair by the back and pulling your head back... “You ginger harlot!" 

Jean: nnngggg oh god.... as we press bare skin to skin.. I glare in your eyes....”one of us dies, Emma... here and now..”

Emma: No mercy...ever..the loser spends eternity in this void...hope you like it here ...

Jean: Tell me the truth... before we lock into this little duel..... DO you really love Scott?

Emma: I pause...looking thoughtful...To destroy you, I would have made love to the Blob....

Jean: I laugh...."You're lying... you cant even admit your love him.. you pathetic whore.... I rake  your neck with one hand, red nails digging deep

Emma: AHHHH! I grasp my neck bleeding already...I swing hard into your belly trying to knock your wind out...

Jean: nnnggggg I double over and then straighten with a very wicked grin and push my long gorgeous red hair back.. and I raise my claws and hisssssss in challenge.. and we both suddenly feel this as real as possible.. no backing out now..

Emma: well didn't you turn into the right little fighter Jean?....I raise my claws to match your then slash low across your belly  diving into you with a snarl...

Jean: nnggg as you claw my belly I reach over your back and claw up the middle of it, snarling

Emma: AIIE! my back on fire...your chest open to attack I seize both breasts in my claws squeeze and slam them together crushing your tits like oranges...Public school darling...teaches you bitchery...

Jean: NNGGGGGGGGGG I grab yours as well... tears in my eyes..... At least mine are REAL!!!

Emma: GGGNHHHH I wince as mine are real enough to ache from your claws.....now pulling yours apart in opposite directions, sweat forming on my lip..

Jean: nnggggg god... our breasts now fully out of our corsets I glare at you, twisting your breasts in my claws tit for tat so to speak.....I'm going to make you beg me for life before I kill you.. I've been looking for an excuse to let my dark side out, you whore....you cheap..nnng.. manstealing... whore

Emma: our breasts slick with blood, we tear away at each other. This time I crush them back into your body, grinding my fingers into the wounds....pant...oh no Jean's dark side..its old news slut..just...like...you...

Jean: I sink my teeth in the juncture of your neck and shoulder, releasing your breasts to hold your head close by the hair...my breasrs slide over yours with a mixture of pleasure and pain.... you feel my pelvis against yours...hot and wet...

Emma: AIEEE! I crush my breasts into yours, releasing them so my hands can slash at your face to drive you from my neck...feeling your wetness close to me.. shocked but interested too...

Jean: I pull my face back, marked with your claws.... and I rake yours in return, not giving an inch.. and you see in my eyes that I’m not boasting.. I really mean to do it this time.  I'll kill you if I can.

Emma: I lock eyes with you..Frost may be my name but....something takes over in me....I growl and send my teeth towards your face, filled with hate that has finally been given a reason to be set free...

Jean: EEEEEEEEEEEEEE I feel your teeth sink in my face, and I grab your hair, and bite your cheek as well, our bodies pressed tight and we fall side to side on our knees...   our long legs entwine...stockings hiss and whisper

Emma: animal snarls from me I whisper hot into your ear "Going to make you beg me to kill...and fuck you!"... then I sink my pearly whites into your ear and tear back...

Jean: nngggggggggg bitch... you couldn’t handle me either way....I reach down and tear your panties off and bite your earlobe.

Emma: GHHNN oh you will be shocked what I can handle slut...I reach down tearing upward across your torso ripping off your panties along with some flesh...

Jean: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I roll over and over with you in a furious clawing tangle ripping at your corset.. trying to get you naked.. biting you again and again

Emma: I roll with you, my toenails raking your legs and backside like a bird. raking claws up your sides, panting hot and heavy, both nearly naked...

Jean: CUNT....I'll eat your fucking CLIT! I bite your breast and my toenails rake and rip at your ankles, snarling.. one hand goes for your eyes, the other grabs your neck

Emma: AIEEE..I'll suck your heart dry!I barely move aside  your claws raking my forehead instead of my eyes. Seizing your other hand as you reach for my neck. I bite down hard on your wrist, a trickle of blood from my head trailing down...

Jean: OHHHH GD! I throw one leg over your thigh and our pussies press tight.. burning as I grind into you and I sink my thumbs at your eyes, trying to press you off my wrist

Emma: DAMN YOU!!! My eyes sting as your thumb hits it. I pull back then slam my knee up into your hot pussy..

Jean: nnnnnnnngggggggggg We are knocked back from each other.. glaring with murder in our eyes from opposite ends of the dream bed...irl we are standing there smiling... tiny trickles of blood coming from our nostrils..

In the real world  :Sniff sniff 'I smell blood. Must be Sabretooth....No way you're wrecking this wedding bub...."  .....

Emma I gasp "had enough?" chest heaving covered in sweat and blood.. wanting you to scream for mercy...

Jean: Not even close.....you whore.  I could do this all day.. but if you want to end this we could just bite each others necks.....and duel...see who dies first....and who goes back out there....

Emma: My eyes gleam as I offer up my neck.." Done like you will be soon" perfect white teeth shining...

Jean: I inch in close.. and offer my neck in return, holding my hair back daintily... like a lady...

Emma: I move close, lock eyes with you for the last time....then lunge in at your throat.... while placing my hands up and over your mouth...sneak that i am...

Jean: I bite at your fingers and Claw at your eyes with both hands to get you off my neck... once i plus you back I drive my knee into your belly. WHORE!

Emma: I gnaw at your neck, drawing away some flesh and blood...OMPH.. roll back holding my belly and face.... SLUT!

Jean: I lunge in snapping my teeth at your pussy, shaking my head furiously... and clawing your thighs...

Emma: AIIIE I grab your head tearing to wrench at your neck we roll uncontrollably towards the edge of the bed...eyes filled with hate not realizing that the bed edge was the end of our existence here....

Jean: I shake you by the hair.. the two of us teeter on the edge of the bed,....eyes locked

Emma: we roll off the edge and at once we both think..."oh no..." as our minds were focused on the bed we could not hold our.....mental....existe...ce  bey...ond.....

Jean: We fall into the void and jerk alert in the real world.....I look at you across the aisle with pure loathing, restraining myself

Emma: I glare at you, blood running down my face....heart pounding...oh is this what a heart attack....

Jean: I feel my nose. and my arm shakes as I drop to my knees.. and with my last lunge  I grab at you with extended nails.... dying....

Emma: our nails touching as we lunge at each other and the last words we hear are......

Jean!  Emma! By the White Wolf! Gott in Himmel! Shinck! Mon Dieu!  To me my X-Men!

Jean: (I’m totally sending Jean's mind out in her death throes to possess Kitty Pryde.  :)