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..."