Untamed Rivalry - Scenes from a Female Fight ..., Alexis Diletti

Untamed Rivalry - Scenes from a Female Fight Club by Alexis Diletti / Ellis Kent

Untamed Rivalry: Scenes from a Female Fight Club - is a set in a private women-only fight club. This darkly erotic book brings to life a secret, ritualistic world, where women test themselves against each other sexually and in vicious naked combat. The story’s central thread is the rivalry between the author Alexis and Karen, both newly admitted members.
At 96,000 words this is the most substantial novel in its category.
 

Content: Catfight, Face sitting, lesbian, fetish, erotic, erotic literature, erotic story, Sexfight, Sexfighting,catfighting, female combat, gladiatrix, amazon, femfight

Extract:

Karen looked sideways at her sponsor, “When I send this fuck-fight-film bitch into a sexual coma, I will make a gift of her behind to my wonderful sponsor JW. I promise Alexis an expert double-fuck, me in her pussy and Jayne in her backside, here on this stage!  I want to watch her to lose control in front of the admissions committee, and I want my victory-fuck made available on The Club intranet, so the members can see her defeat. I intend to show Alexis that her reputation as a sexfighter means nothing to me. I want that silk handkerchief to be totally sodden with her juices.” Here Karen paused for effect, “and also a little bloody…”
Suki’s mouth went dry on hearing these sexually graphic threats, anticipating the ferocity of the fight to come. The atmosphere was tense as the women anticipated the clash. Beatrice held both hands high to indicate she was about to speak. “Our novices have chosen to sexfight but I think they want total war.” 
She guided Alexis so she stood squarely in front of Karen about two feet away. Then turning to Karen, she said in a low firm voice, “Show Alexis how much you want to hurt her.” 
After the slightest hesitation, Karen brought the flat of her right hand squarely into contact with Alexis’ left cheek. The blonde’s brain filled with pain. Years of catfighting and wrestling made her stoic and she was determined not to show her rival any weakness. Indeed, she was already thrilling at the prospect that she would be given right of reply.
Then turning to Alexis she slightly rephrased the request, “Alexis, let Karen know how much you want her to feel pain.”  Karen took the blow magnificently, wanting to show the audience that she was Alexis’ equal. Beneath the control, the rage fomented further.
The audience was impressed and aroused at these displays of aggression and was now waiting for Beatrice to tell the women to lock up pussy to pussy for the sexfight. She waited and then turned to Karen and, clearly struggling to contain the excitement said, “Karen, go again.” Karen’s eyes flashed with enthusiasm at the idea she would be able to strike Alexis a second time. She didn’t care about the response that she knew would come. The second blow was left hand to right cheek and again Alexis absorbed it, her lip curling slightly with the pain. She knew she didn’t need to be told she had right of replay and rapidly launched a stinging slap to Karen’s left cheek.
Beatrice backed away. “My dears, you have shown the true control of accomplished fighters. Let us see how restrained you can be when your cunts lock-up!  You may start the fuck-fight on your own terms.”   She returned to the leather recliner to watch the fight start, shedding her cloak on the way. Mature and now clad only in black boots, she prepared to watch the fight, her dark nipples hardening.