“Nothing beats a rematch.” It was a refrain that Euji Oue has heard many times. He recalled the phrase as he was sitting down naked on a mattress, his back reclined against the headrest, a pair of chains spreading his arms out. His oiled cock was already hard in anticipation. The handsome Japanese man looked forwards, his gaze resting on the eager crowd. Last week he had sat among them as a spectator (Catfight at the Stands 1); but today he the main show, the prize to be fought over by two jealous women for the third time in a row. 

The last encounter between the ravishing sexual rivals was precisely one week ago, when Japanese girlfriend Fumiko Hayashi and feisty Slovakian fuckbuddy Katerina Polievka battled tooth and nail all over the spectator stands. The only break in the otherwise nonstop action was when one of them decided to assert possession of Euji’s erect manhood for the sake of an adoring crowd. Their savage showdown ended with a haughty victress elated to have bested her romantic antagonist in battle and a sore loser thirsting for revenge. There was a lot of bad blood between the beguiling sex kittens and the rematch promised to be more brutal than their last encounter.

Euji turned to the left the moment he heard the announcer introducing his girlfriend of two years and a half, Fumiko. Still seething from her loss last week, the jealous Asian goddess had promised him over the phone she’d avenge herself on the humiliation suffered. Being one win away from marriage, the oil-covered Fumiko was donning a semi-transparent bridal-themed negligee whose hem didn’t even cover half her ass, thus showing a white thong that was wedged into her ass. Completing the theme of the attire, Fumiko wore a bridal headdress, white leg tights, white high heels and gloves that left her hands -and lethal nails- uncovered. Fumiko’s neck was wrapped in a loose black choker attached to a chain, which itself extended all the way to the left side of the room.

Euji’s gaze followed his Japanese beau, covered head to toe in oil as she proudly sashayed around the room, the metal chain tying her to the left wall lengthening or shortening as she strutted around. The pale-skinned girlfriend was still unchastened by her recent loss, eager for payback against the Slovakian skank and willing to do whatever it took to claim her man back. 

The sight of Fumiko made Euji’s cock grow harder still: It’s been one week since he had last sated his manly desires. The feisty girlfriend had seen off two serious challenges (Duel Room Work Wife vs Girlfriend, Office Mayhem chapter 5 and 14) to her possession of his cock and winning this duel would make her his wife.

-“I’ve missed you”-cooed the Japanese succubus , the thirst for his cock oozing off her mouth. She dived straight into his lips in a passionate kiss while her already moist cunt devoured his engorged manhood. There was no foreplay, or tender words, just sheer lust as the Japanese couple engaged in desperate coitus to the approval of the crowd. Among them was Lily Chen, fresh from warding a sexual rival last week (Battling Girlfriends 4). The Chinese victress was jumping up and down, cheering loudly for her friend Fumiko. 

Brimming with jealousy, the sex-deprived Fumiko promised her young boyfriend that she’d tear the brazen Slavic skank apart, and then gift him a lock of Katerina’s hair as a memento of her eventual victory. This was the Fumiko that Euji had always know: haughty, self-assured of her superiority over her sexual competitors, and never hesitant to prove herself in vicious catfights over his cock.

Yet, even as Fumiko was wildly riding his throbbing manhood, the sound of the right door opening made Euji change his focus. From there he saw the beaming Slovakian Katerina making her glorious entrance, just back from the honeymoon side of the island. A prize she had justly won after trashing the Asian girlfriend in a drag out knock down catfight. She spent the last week fucking Euji’s brain out and boastfully telling him how she’d finally end Fumiko’s reign in his bedroom.

Clad in a sheer violent bikini and heels as she pranced around the arena, Katerina’s oil-lathered skin glistened as she basked on the adulation of the crowds. Peacocking around the arena, the Slavic goddess took off her already flimsy top and tossed it at Euji’s direction, much to the approval of the audience.

Euji’s eyes were irresistibly drawn to Katerina’s now exposed orbs, now jiggling defiantly for all to see. It was clear Katerina was the crowd’s favourite, having bonded with several of the spectators in her week at the winners’ side of the island.

The Japanese heartthrob took his eyes off Katerina’s hard nipples. Just like Fumiko, the Slovakian seductress sported a loose black choker, this time chained to the right side of the wall.

-“She’s coming”-noted Euji, seeing Katerina finishing her catwalk and making her way towards the fornicating couple. Fumiko hissed at the mention of her rival in love, reluctantly positioning herself to Euji’s left side, her head resting on his oiled chest.

-“A mediocre performance, as I suspected”-quipped the Slovakian challenger, nesting herself at Euji’s right side, staring contemptuously at the woman she sought to replace-“I’d have made him cum in an instant”

-“I have no doubt you would”-retorted the vexed Japanese girlfriend as she stroked Euji’s throbbing cock-“cheap women like you don’t understand the finer points of pleasing a man, opting instead for a quick score”

-“I’ll not take sex lessons from a woman who can’t please her man”-scoffed Katerina in a bitter tone as she too wrapped her hand around Euji’s cock -“We’re here because Euji thinks I’m woman enough to replace you.”

-“And yet, you’re the one challenging me, not the other way around”-taunted Fumiko, her hand now battling Katerina’s for control of Euji’s dick-“Whores like you should know your place. Mere summer flings, a secret too shameful to be shown around his arms in public, an occasional distraction that comes and goes, never really acknowledged as other than a fleeting adventure.”

 -“Funny thing”-riposted Katerina acidly-“Except for your bitch Chinese friend (Lily Chen-see Battling Girlfriends 4), everyone in this room already recognises me as his woman”

-“They are strangers, of little consequence in the long term, just like you”-came the venomous rejoinder-“They are here to witness your destruction.”

Katerina was about to fire back when the announcer interrupted them, laying down the conditions under which they would fight.

The rules were:

1. This was to be a claiming duel. That meant that it was not enough to just defeat the other woman, but also claim the man’s cum for herself before doing so. 
2. The chains, while seemingly of fixed length, would lengthen or shorten so that neither girl would stray too far from the middle of the arena. The wiggle room is half a meter in either direction. Due to the automatic changes in length made by the computer software, there was no risk the chains would end in a tangled mess that paralysed the catfight. Due to this setup, Fumiko would always be on the left side of the room and Katerina would always be on the right side.
3. That meant that the duellists would be forced fight right in front of the guy in dispute at all times, if not right on top of him. 
4. Should one woman manage to take possession of the cock with her pussy for 15 seconds, the chains will pull the other woman would back 1 meter to her side of the room for 75 seconds. During this time, the woman remaining on the field could please the man undisturbed while the other woman was forced to watch
5. Regardless, there was a minimum duration of 1 minute for each round. That meant that even if one combatant took and kept possession of the cock at the start of the fight, she’d have to wait at least 1 minute before the chains would pull her sexual rival back.
6. While the woman riding the man’s cock had 75 seconds to please the man, there was under no obligation to give up her hold on his cock when the next round started. She was free to fight from this position should she wish to do so. 

Euji looked forward to seeing the Asian and European harpies battle in these conditions. These rules were drawn with the express purpose of provoking a stalemate on top of him; something akin to vicious trench warfare. These rules encouraged the brawling eye candies to stay in range of her rival’s claws at all times, or run the risk of being relegated on the sidelines, helplessly watching her rival in love riding the cock she coveted. 

-“I’m cumming”-said Euji, climaxing no long after, his dick erupting like a volcano spewing hot white cum upwards. His orgasm started the countdown to the duel.

-“Let go your claim on his cock and I’ll let the whole matter drop”-hissed Fumiko venomously, the atmosphere growing increasingly tense-“Or else”

-“Or else?”-asked Katerina in a mocking tone, righting her back to stare at her lover rival at the other side-“Will you ‘teach me a lesson’ just like last time?”

-“Bitch!”-continued Katerina indignantly, not giving time to Fumiko to reply-“you tried and failed. Everyone saw you beaten, like a sorry bitch while I fucked your boyfriend. It’s you who should give him up before I embarrass you again in front of all these people”

-“You’ll be the first witness to my marriage”-jeered Fumiko-“You and all these people here will see Euji propose to me”

The Asian and European beauties came to the middle of the mattress on their knees, the chains tensing up as they approached each other. Their legs treaded on top of the lubricated Euji as if his body was a veritable no man’s land.  Euji regarded them, these magnificent specimens of the female sex in all their glory, about to put their delicate physiques on the line a second time for the right to ride his cock.

-“In your dreams you slant-eyed tramp!”-shrieked the Slavic girl as the counter reached zero. She raised her cum lathered hand to slap the insolent slant-eyed bimbo.

Charge 1

Fumiko raised her hand, blocking the incoming slap. She leaped on top of Euji’s oiled body as if going over a trench to no man’s land, closing the short distance between herself and Katerina. Then Asian girl launched a couple of kidney shots at the Slovakian whore.

Katerina whimpered, yet quickly brought her hands up and grabbed onto Fumiko’s brunette locks with a vengeance, tearing out the flimsy bridal headpiece in one fell swoop . The Japanese minx squealed, feeling her head being pulled to her left as she reciprocated the painful hairpull. The girls shifted ever so slightly, the already extended chains leaving them little room to manoeuvre.

Euji’s eyes rested on Katerina’s naked back as the Slavic goddess wrangled against the Asian succubus. His gaze then shifted towards Fumiko’s hands, which not long ago had so gently stroked his cock but now were dug deep into Katerina’s skin, leaving a nasty trail of red marks along Katerina’s back. The Slovakian beauty hollered, shouting invective in her native tongue.

The feisty hyenas fell, Katerina’s oiled back slumping on top of his cock while Fumiko stayed on top. Euji saw Fumiko raising her head and gritting her teeth, her hair being pulled back as the exotic Katerina tore into her brunette tresses. The girls rolled to the left one time. That’s as far as the Katerina’s chain would let her go. Katerina’s chain tensed and shook while the girls fought tooth and nail just by his left side. They were so close that their oiled skin brushed against him as they tore into each other like alley cats.

The battling girls rolled to the right, Katerina’s oiled upper back landing right on top of his cock again while her head rested on his stomach. Fumiko was on top, cursing in Japanese as Katerina’s cruel nails stabbed her back, tearing apart the delicate semi-transparent top covering her melons until it came undone, revealing Fumiko’s magnificent chest. The stalemate lasted some time until the Japanese girlfriend managed to sit on top of the Slavic siren and landed a flurry of slaps on Katerina’s cheeks.

Euji watched mesmerized as Fumiko’s now exposed tits bounced with each vicious whack she gave. Then suddenly Katerina’s hands came up, grabbing at the Fumiko’s dangling mammaries and sinking her red nails on her tit flesh. 

Fumiko let out a high-pitched shrill, her tits being twisted and mauled by the Caucasian barbarian. Euji could see Fumiko’s face contort in anguish for a few seconds before the Japanese hottie collapsed forward, sinking her teeth on Katerina’s exposed neck. The Slavic tigress howled yet kept on ramping up her assault on Fumiko’s delectable knockers.

Still biting, the oriental nymph grabbed the offending hands by the wrist, blunting the damage Katerina’s nails did to her swollen orbs. Now getting the worse of the exchange of violence, the Slovakian pretender bucked like a wild bronco trying to break free. In a supreme effort, Fumiko righted her back, pulling her romantic antagonist along. Now on her knees, the yellow menace let go Katerina’s wrist and sucker punched the Caucasian cocksucker with her left.

Euji saw Katerina’s torso turn as her head swayed to her right only to then wobble to her left as Fumiko’s right landed on her other cheek. A third punch finally brought the wailing Caucasian bombshell tumbling down to the right. 

Now the only woman standing on Euji’s body, the sultry Japanese girlfriend took possession of the cock she claimed as hers. Euji moaned with pleasure, the abundant oil helping his cock cut into his girlfriend’s moist cunt like hot knife to butter. The blissful moment was fleeting, for just as he started to bathe Fumiko’s warm juices the Asian bimbo cried in pain.

-“Let GO his cock!”-demanded the resurgent Katerina, pulling on Fumiko’s dishevelled hair. The Slovakian vixen had no intentions to give the slant-eyed airhead a respite-“He’s mine! Did you hear? MINE!”

-“Over my dead body”-came the furious retort as Fumiko jerked Katerina’s darker tresses-“He’s mine and you won’t have him!”

For 10 excruciating seconds the whole spectacle seemed to play in slow motion as Fumiko’s cunt slid up and down his cock, threatening to come out and restart the count until finally the timer hit 15.

The chain on Katerina’s side started to pull the belligerent Katerina back. Snarling in frustration, the Caucasian vixen did not let go the hairpull as she was dragged away, securing a helping of Fumiko’s brown locks as a consolation prize. 

-“A small advance on lock of hair I promised you…she’ll never ride your cock again”-cooed the panting Fumiko as she relaxed her hands, letting the clump of dark brunette hair fall on her boyfriend’s shoulder. The Japanese warrioress leaned forward, her tongue invading his mouth as her gripping cunt slid up and down his engorged cock.

Euji looked past his bouncing girlfriend, his eyes resting on the screen behind her, which showed a close-up of Fumiko’s ass as she mounted him. To his right the outraged Slovakian vixen let out a torrent of invective, extending her arms to reach the copulating couple yet failing short by about 30 centimetres. 

Charge 2

The frenetic pace of their copulation gradually ground to a halt as the timer reached zero. The Asian bombshell panted, sucking oxygen as her pussy let go his cum-covered cock. She turned around, staring at her seething Slavic opponent with a mixture of disdain and arrogance.

The angry Katerina pounced the moment the 75 second timer reached zero, tackling the Asian vixen. Fumiko welcomed her with open arms, wrapping her arms around Katerina’s slim figure. Katerina did likewise, her hardened nipples crashing into Lily’s cow tits like a battering ram, their knockers compressing and bulging sideways as they embraced in a bear hug.

-“I’ll end you”-muttered Katerina

-“Try me white monkey”-replied Fumiko defiantly.

Euji watched as the Japanese and Slovakian wildcats danced about awkwardly, the chains preventing them from straying too far to the left or the right, forcing them right on top of him. The battling lovers slowly made their way up towards the headrest, each inch of ground fought over ferociously.

Fumiko let go the vicious bear hug, instead digging her nails deep into Katerina’s luscious brunette mane and jerking the Caucasian usurper towards the wall. The sight of Katerina’s head being slammed against the wall barely two inches away from him startled the Japanese man. He saw Katerina close her eyes, her face grimacing as her head hit the wall.

Yet, such a hit didn’t immediately spell doom for the European minx. The material was no concrete, but something slightly softer than gypsum. A precaution used in duel rooms to discourage women from using an otherwise very effective tactic. Still, that didn’t mean the head bashing against the wall was painless. 

Katerina did not sit still like a defenceless doe while her Japanese tormentor pounded her against the wall. Letting go her own bear hug, the Slavic banshee fixed her nails on Fumiko’s already scratched breasts. 

Being literally sitting inches from the action, Euji’s ear was flooded with a torrent of foul language in Japanese, Slovakian and accented English. The high-pitched shrieks and anguished moans spoke of the heavy toll the unrelenting war of attrition was having on the warring girls. 

Slowly but surely, Fumiko’s uncompromising head bashing won out over Katerina’s merciless boob scratching. The Japanese sex kitten smashed Katerina’s head against the wall one last time and pushed Katerina to the right, sending the Slavic harlot to her side of the room. 

Fumiko then hopped on top of Euji, impaling herself on his cock in one swift motion. The crowd demanded that the Slovakian Valkyrie stand up and dislodge the Japanese girlfriend. They cheered when Katerina rallied forward to challenge Fumiko’s control of Euji’s cock.

The feisty Caucasian nymph crashed into the sultry Fumiko’s fixed position twice, like a battering ram crashing into a wall. Yet it was too little too late, the chains dragging an unwilling Katerina away the moment the timer hit 15 seconds. The Caucasian hyena managed to grab onto what remained of Fumiko’s bridal costume, creating a gaping hole was she was pulled away. There was little the Asian belle could do but to see her torn outfit fall on the mattress in pieces, leaving her only clad in a white thong, semi transparent white leg tights and high heels. What little still hung on her battered physique would no doubt fall in the process of fornicating with Euji. 

Having barely repelled Katerina’s furious assault, the shaken Fumiko rested her hands on Euji’s shoulder, using him for support as she heaved and sobbed: the cost of defending this prized position against the Slovakian shrew’s incessant attacks was starting to take a toll on the Japanese paramour. Fumiko’s chest was redder, more bruised than the first round, and it was clear that only the timer had prevented preventing Katerina from unseating her. 

Outside the drama in the arena, Katerina’s supporters murmured at the failure of the Slavic beauty to conquer the man’s cock a second time. Could it be that the Japanese girlfriend was stronger than her performance last week had showed? Could it be that a week of strenuous fucking had dulled Katerina’s hunger for his cock? Fun as it might be to speculate, everyone knew it was hard to predict which woman would eventually overcome her sexual rival.

Charge 3

As the timer reached zero, Fumiko’s frenetic cock riding started to wind down, her sloshing pussy still gripping Euji’s cock as she turned right to face the incoming Caucasian whore. Still sitting on his cock, the Japanese girlfriend raised her fists in boxing stance, daring the rival brunette to dislodge her.

The glistening Katerina accepted Fumiko’s challenge. The Slovakian beauty charged, resembling an invading barbarian as she came into Fumiko’s personal space. She landed a hammer blow on Fumiko’s kidney, forcing the Japanese wench to double over.

Still clinging stubbornly on Euji’s cock, the Japanese minx reciprocated with a counterpunch of her own, reaching Katerina’s sternum. Though shaken, Katerina persisted in her assault. Soon the sexual rivals were engaged in a terrible slugfest, their punches resembling wrecking balls that crashed into walls of scratched flesh.

It was not a terrible analogy, as the format of the match discouraged mobility. The frontline was fixed, a veritable no-man’s-land where each inch of ground was gained at great expense. The quarrelling fighters eschewed all thought of fancy evasive manoeuvres in favour of the sheer destruction of her antagonist’s physique.

The battle was furious. Euji, his cock wrapped inside Fumiko’s vaginal sheath, could feel the distant effects of Katerina’s furious hammer blows. Katerina tried to get closer still, only to be greeted by a terrible punch to her already abused tit. The Caucasian beauty howled, wincing before she avenged herself with a strike on Fumiko’s chest.

-“Let go my man’s cock”-grunted Katerina as she breached the gap and clinched the Japanese skank.

-“Over my dead body you white skank”-came the defiant reply as Fumiko refused to give up her hard won position. 

-“As you wish”-murmured the annoyed Katerina, pounding the shrieking Japanese whore even as she tried to withstand the terrible retaliation.

Suddenly Katerina sent an uppercut that caught Fumiko straight on the chin. Euji saw his girlfriend’s jaw cracking, her dishevelled hair floating on the air as she fell backwards. He heard an anguished groan as Fumiko’s back hit the mattress, her pussy finally surrendering his cock.

Euji watched Katerina raising her right fist. Even before it came down Euji knew it directed at Fumiko’s pussy. He knew enough to know this was the “most logical target” in this situation. Not only in terms of pain, but to send a message. The message being that the other woman wasn’t fit to sheath his cock with her pussy. 

Fumiko’s screech reverberated throughout the arena as her womanhood burned in agony. The harassed Asian lover covered her now hurt pussy, writhing in pain. 

At the stands, Lily Chen hugged her man, distressed at the pain her Japanese friend must be going through. She knew the power of such attacks, the withering pain, the savagery involved. Just a few minutes ago her mood had been ecstatic, cheering wildly for her Japanese friend as she still maintained possession of Li Song’s cock. Now the once haughty Japanese girlfriend laid on her back, at the mercy of an unstoppable Caucasian savage seemingly impervious to pain. 

A good portion of the arena cheered at Katerina’s imposition of her will, her supporters’ doubts allayed for the moment. No one could fail to notice the Japanese airhead was still quivering mess as she was pulled away from the fornicating couple in stark contrast to Katerina, who had kept on fighting even as she was dragged away in the previous rounds. The Slovakian goddess exuded sheer femineity. Her raw sexual nature was undeniable. 

Back at the arena, the proud Slavic beauty kissed Euji for the first time in the duel, riding his cock with relish as she let him massage her sore tits. The Slovakian vixen could not help but to look to her right(left side of the room), seeing the Japanese shrew watching her with hatred in her eyes, her mouth vowing a terrible vengeance once the 4^th round started.

Just as the clock marched towards zero, Katerina felt it. She had suspected it for some time but now she was certain: Euji would certainly erupt the next time, granting his seed to the woman who won the next round. 

She was not the only one who had picked on the incoming orgasm.

Charge 4

-“I’ll claim him”-declared Katerina as she let go the cock she had ridden with so much relish a moment ago and planted herself between Euji’s cock and the Japanese whore who wanted to deny it to her-“I won’t let you have a single drop of his cum”

-“You’ll claim nothing!”-roared the jealous Japanese girlfriend charging forward to meet her sexual rival in battle-“His cum is mine!”

Euji watched a heaving Katerina sending a slap that turned into a claw midway and grazed Fumiko’s bruised tits with great momentum, leaving a distinctive set of new red marks on his girlfriend mammaries. Fumiko groaned, her facial expression a combination of pain, outrage and disbelief.  

But the moment was brief. Euji blinked and the next thing he knew was that the Asian vixen was right at Katerina’s face as the girls wrapped their arms around each other.

-“Get out of my way so I can claim my man”-demanded Fumiko, trying to push the frontline back to the centre.

-“You don’t deserve him! I’ll never let you reach his cock”-grunted the Slovakian goddess pushing back. Yet despite Katerina’s declaration, the battlefront gradually moved back to the centre until Euji’s cock was in between the battling bimbos.

Euji naively thought this meant the Asian lioness was getting the better of the Slovakian tigress, but at second 45 of the round the truth revealed itself as Katerina made a big push forward, using her body to knock the Asian whore down and impaling herself on his dick. 

Already close to cumming, Euji purred with pleasure, feeling his cock surrounded once again by Katerina’s warm juices as she tried to keep possession of his cock long enough to force the yellow peril out.

Five seconds passed before Fumiko surged forward, slamming her battered physique against the Caucasian shrew. Katerina’s vaginal lips glided up, almost giving up their grip on Euji’s manhood only for gravity to push them back down again. Fumiko snarled, shoving her pelvis against Katerina’s crotch a second time, this time forcing the Caucasian shrew out. The timer clocked 14 seconds before it reset the count.

At first puzzled by the action at the arena, the audience started murmuring as it dawned on them that a claiming was close at hand. Lily Chen stopped stroking her man, waiting with bated breath for the outcome of this battle for control of Euji’s cock. She was not alone, most of the spectators stopping whatever they were doing to focus on the action at the arena.

Back at the arena, the Japanese girlfriend impaled herself into Euji’s dick.  The young heartthrob moaned with delight, his now throbbing cock now sensing Fumiko’s pulsating cunt lathering his manhood with her intimate juices.

Katerina lunged forward, her bruised physique crashing against the Asian whore, causing Fumiko’s cunt to slide out a few inches up yet the Japanese girlfriend maintained her grip on his cock and the counter kept on ticking. A second push finally dislodged Fumiko, leaving a cum soaked cock exposed, free to be claimed by whoever could wrap her pussy around his girth. Twelve seconds had passed. The timer went back to zero.

Fumiko growled in frustration as Katerina’s pussy pushed hers out and devoured Euji’s cock. The jealous Japanese seductress pulled her hips back then forward, her crotch connecting directly against Katerina’s and pushing her cunt out of Euji’s cock. Seven seconds.

The warring mounds clashed repeatedly, fighting tenaciously as each woman tried to maintain control of Euji’s manhood for 15 seconds or prevent her sexual rival from doing so.  The man in dispute moaned, the feeling of two moist pussies constantly sliding in and out of his cock driving him crazy. Outside the constrained confines of the arena, the crowd shouted and groaned each time one of the combatants seemed closed to maintaining control for 15 seconds only to be thwarted at the last second. 

Euji leaned in the battling girls, tilting his head towards Fumiko’s ear and whispering: “I can feel it Fumiko. Katerina’s pussy wants my cock…hungers for it…she wants it badly. Can you match her desire for my cock?”

As if to answer his question, Fumiko’s hips lurched forward, knocking Katerina’s womanhood out and taking control of his cock. Thirteen seconds.

-“Could it be that our week together has sated your thirst for my cock Katerina? Is it that your cunt has grown complacent?”-asked Euji, this time into Katerina’s ear-“Am I to assume Fumiko wants me more?”

-“NO!”-panted the Slovakian temptress said before her womanhood reasserted herself in his cock. Nine seconds.

-“I can forgive you if you’re too tired Fumiko. Maybe Katerina is simply the better woman. After all…we all know how the last two times ended…”-continued Euji. 

-“NEVER!”-panted the Japanese girlfriend at the humiliating suggestion. Ten seconds.

-“You can quit anytime, Katerina. You’d not be the first woman who loses to Fumiko. After all…she’s my girlfriend and you’re not”-egged Euji. Katerina squealed as her crotch collided head on against Fumiko’s but managed to unseat her sexual rival. Fourteen seconds.

-“Why is it that you’re having such a hard time fighting for me Fumiko? Is it that your passion for me has dulled? Is it now time for me to give Katerina your place in my bed”-goaded Euji. Thirteen seconds.

-“Is it that you finally met your match Katerina? Is it that her cunt is too much for you? If my cock is what you want, then fight for it! Show me the Katerina that I knew back in my travels!”-urged Euji, cognisant of the timer reaching 15. The Caucasian banshee ploughed forward a third time, pushing Fumiko’s entrenched pussy to the head of his cock…but no further. Fumiko’s womanhood glided downwards once again as the counter reached 15. 

Katerina yelped as the metal chain pulled the reluctant white vixen. Katerina tried to fight against the pull, understanding that to lose this round meant to let the Japanese wench claim him. But it was all in vain.

The was a collective sigh in the arena as the spectators dared to breathe once again. With Fumiko claiming the man, the odds of winning the duel swung decidedly in her favour. While being the crowd’s favourite so far, Katerina had a harder path ahead of her. The fact sent a frenzy of speculation at the spectator stands. Would the Slavic lover lose heart and hand the rest of the match to the Japanese girlfriend? Or would Katerina decide to go all out, knowing that she had to win the catfight to force a rematch in a few hours’ time? Could a partial claiming allow the Slovakian goddess to come from behind and win outright?

While the spectators theorised, outraged Katerina watched the slant-eyed shrew riding Euji in a desperate frenzy. Katerina seethed at the spectacle, her pulsating pussy demanding to know where was the cock it was promised, asking when was the next time it’d feast on Euji’s cum. 

-“Soon” Katerina promised her cock-starved womanhood, deciding to fight to the bitter end, to force a rematch and leave the island with Euji’s cock in hand.

For her part, Fumiko continued her frenetic exertions, slowing down only when her boyfriend groaned like a wild beast, his cock erupting like a volcano inside her and then slumping against the head rest. The Japanese girlfriend panted, relaxing her pace as she felt him wrapping his strong arms around her battered physique and bringing her to his chest. 

The Asian lover felt a warm glow as Euji trapped her in a loving embrace for the first time in a week. The claiming sound confirmed what Fumiko already knew. She collapsed to the left side, the first time since the start of the round she allowed herself a respite from the desperate pussy on pussy fighting. Naked, the heaving Fumiko looked past Euji’s chest, taunting the stewing Slavic whore with a smug smirk. Feeling his cum seeping from her warm cunt, Fumiko heard the crowd cheering for her as the screens displayed her triumphant womanhood for all to see. 

And yet, her work wasn’t done. A little under a meter and half away an unchastened Caucasian whore still regarded her with murderous eyes. Fumiko knew the look: The European barbarian was preparing for another all-out assault, to despoil Fumiko of what was rightfully hers, to usurp her place in Euji’s bed.  

The timer reached zero once again.

-“He’s mine”-said the haughty Asian girlfriend as she stood up to meet her mortal nemesis in battle-“You’ll not have him”

-“That’s what you said last week”-retorted the unrepentant Slavic brunette-“I’ll grace his bed tonight”

Charge 5

The sexual rivals surged forward, keen to continue the struggle despite the terrible costs. The nude Fumiko threw a right punch at the incoming Slavic skank, only for Katerina to catch Fumiko’s arm and then twist it the opposite way. The Japanese girlfriend  screeched, her whole body turning to avoid bending her arm. Fumiko fell on her back, tits facing up, her legs towards her side of the room and her head between Katerina’s legs. 

On her knees, the perspiring Katerina trapped Fumiko’s head between her thighs, then slammed Fumiko’s titflesh with her close fists. The Asian belle squealed, her mammaries soaking the punches like a boxing bag. Looking up, the Asian siren latched onto Katerina’s dangling tresses and brought the Caucasian brunette down, wrapping Katerina’s head around her arms.

Katerina flailed, using her sharp talons to slash Fumiko’s ruined skin. The girls rolled up and down Euji’s body in sort of a 69 position but with their heads around the other’s stomach and their legs pointed towards their respective sides of the wall. That is, Fumiko’s legs pointed towards the left side and Katerina’s towards the right side.

Fumiko winced, feeling Katerina’s nail lacerating her pale skin. She brought her head close enough to Katerina’s chest, chomping on the hanging tits with extreme prejudice.

Katerina squealed, wriggling her legs as an explosion of pain reverberated through her body before she followed suit with her own vicious tit biting. It was fight dirty or lose the man, and the Slavic belle was willing to fight very dirty indeed. Upping the ante, the exhausted Katerina extended her arm, blindly looking for her tormentor’s crotch.

Fumiko shuddered as she shifted her lower body, feeling Katerina’s lethal nails looking for her pussy slit. The Asian seductress extended her own arm in the search of Katerina’s vaginal opening. The crowd once again watched with bated breath as the camera’s focussed on the somewhat awkward groping, awing and owing when a finger seemed to be on the verge of reaching its target only for the intended victim to move her crotch out of the way in the nick of time.

Lily Chen twitched as the screen showed a set of fingers invading the enemy snatch and then execute a vicious cunt attack. Back in the arena, Fumiko let go the tit gnashing, letting blood curling scream as she rose up and then fell on her back, head pointing towards the left wall.

A shaky Katerina supported her weight with her arms, massaging her bitten orbs as she watched the Asian whore writhing in a fetal position. The Slovakian hyena crossed past Euji’s body, invading the left side of the room and pinned the Japanese girlfriend between her toned legs.

Speculation rose in the stands of the possibility of a contested outcome, and the likelihood of a rematch in a few hours time. Katerina’s supporters shouted loudly, cheering for exactly this outcome as the Slavic beauty punched the Japanese girl into submission.

Lily Chen stood up, frenetically yelling for Fumiko to get the European whore off and fight for her man. As if hearing her Chinese friend, Fumiko raised her right leg, sneaking it in front of her Slavic tormentor and then slamming Katerina against the floor. 

Katerina howled as her back bounced against the mattress, her head pointing towards her side of the wall, her pussy facing Fumiko’s mound just inches apart. She tried to get up, knowing she could not let the Asian wench recover. However, as she was in the process of doing so, Fumiko’s whole leg went up in a 90-degree angle then came down like a powerful hammer, hitting the Slavic temptress in the head and her left tit. A dizzy Katerina looked up, barely able to avoid a third kick coming down on her.

Locking legs with Fumiko, the tired Slavic goddess turned her attention towards her sexual rival, seeing Fumiko staring right back at her. Katerina could see it. The hatred, the ill will, the malice. Even now the Japanese girlfriend sought her destruction. This conflict would not end until was girl was lying unconscious, her romantic ambitions destroyed.

As if to highlight this stark fact, Euji’s hardened cock had somehow ended wrapped in between their scissoring pussies, almost kissed by both moist cunts, as if asking who was going claim possession of him. Legs still locked, the sexual rivals stood in a sitting position, their nails invading the other’s cunt while their free hands latched onto the other’s brunette locks for support.

The exhausted amazons wailed, shrieked, squealed; falling on Euji’s chest as they persisted in ruining the other woman’s womanhood. No quarter was given nor asked. Fumiko spat on the Slavic whore, but this failed to dissuade Katerina from ravaging Fumiko’s cunt. Katerina in turn bit the Asian skank’s cheek for a brief second, which made Fumiko shudder for a moment but didn’t deter the Asian whore from racking her nails inside Katerina’s suffering cunt.

At the spectator stands Lily Chen bit her lip, hugging her boyfriend as she saw a close-up of the jealous girls tearing into the other’s sexual organ. Then the obstinate Katerina fell on her back, seemingly defeated in this depraved duel of nails, her cunt probably ruined for the next couple of days. Japanese girlfriend pounced, falling on the vulnerable Slovakian prey and rained a torrent on punches until the speakers sounded the victory ring.

The now triumphant Japanese girlfriend fell sideways, falling on her boyfriend’s arms. The arena exploded in cheers as Fumiko’s and Euji’s chains fell away, allowing the couple free movement for the first time since the start of the duel. The Japanese stud wrapped his arms lovingly around his sobbing girlfriend, congratulating Fumiko for a match well fought. She had once again proved herself worthy of his bedroom.

Euji looked sideways discreetly, seeing the once proud Slovakian woman now reduced to a scratched lump as the chains pulled her to the right wall. She was now in her past, the road not taken. She had done her best, but her best wasn’t enough to overcome Fumiko’s love for him.

Seeing the Katerina regaining consciousness, the Japanese victress stood gingerly on her feet. She walked unimpeded towards the beaten European slut and fell on the writhing Slavic whore. Katerina let out a pained bellow as she felt the weight of the Japanese girlfriend on top of her. Grabbing Katerina’s wrists, Fumiko then stood on all four and wriggled her ass, making clear what she wanted Euji to do. At the stands, Lily Chen was now pinning Li Song against the benches and riding him while she watched the screens. She wasn’t the only one.

The Japanese man complied enthusiastically, caring little for what his former European lover would think of it. He massaged Fumiko’s scratched crotch, careful not to enter the still sore pussy until it was properly moist. He then entered her, at first slowly and lovingly, but then picked up the pace as Fumiko moaned in approval.

-“He’s mine, do you hear me bitch? MINE”-whispered the proud Asian sex kitten, her hands holding Katerina’s arms down. 

-“Noooo…”-Katerina whimpered, her futile attempts to resist overpowered by the weight of the couple fucking on top of battered physique. The once haughty Slavic beauty was reduced to weeping, each of Euji’s powerful thrusts pushing Fumiko’s tits into her body. There would be no romantic holiday for Katerina.  Instead, she’d be unceremoniously tossed on the first ship of the island and exiled from Hong Kong, her recently obtained residence permit cancelled while her Japanese tormentress married Euji.

After 8 minutes of furious pounding, the Asian vixen tightened her grip on Katerina’s wrists, crying loudly as a powerful orgasm overcame her. Fumiko quivered for 20 seconds, then collapsed on the protesting Slavic whore she’d been using as a mattress.

Panting, Fumiko then turned around, leaning against the right wall and looked at Euji with a satisfied smirk. She pulled Katerina’s tresses, forcing the beaten brunette to look at the man they had just fought for the last 30 minutes.

-“Be happy you white whore to be my first witness.”-gloated Fumiko.     

Katerina cried bitterly, forced to watch as Euji got on his knees and pulled a ring and asked Fumiko –“Will you marry me?”

Aftermath

Fumiko woke up on the honeymoon side of the island. The Japanese belle raised her hand, looking at the simple ring her now husband had given her, half disbelieving she was finally Euji’s wife. This was the crowning moment her three and a half years relationship. 

Manami Honjo. Naomi Yang. Katerina Potlievka. Fumiko had beaten them all. To say nothing of the women who at one point she had to “persuade” to stop sleeping with her man. Of attractive “friends” who might have pounced if they ever felt they had a good chance pf stealing him away. She had outlasted them all. 

So far…

Marriage would provide some much needed stability. The coveted title of wife would scare many a potential sexual competitors: because of several legal advantages, wives won 70% of duels.

And yet, Fumiko knew marriage was no guarantee: failing to please his physical needs or allowing other women to get emotionally close to him might force newly minted wife back to the duel room to defend her marriage.

Fumiko yelped, feeling her husband wrapping her comforting arms around her still sore figure. She panted, taking in his virile aroma as she felt his manhood growing hungry. The Japanese wife turned her head around, kissing him. 

Their honeymoon was just starting.

The End

Notes:

-“Nothing beats a rematch.” I’m pretty sure I got this phrase from author Sinclairfan.

-I’m incredibly happy how the story turned out. The visual of two women pretty much fixed in place, fighting right on top of the guy they covet, with very limited mobility, trying both to tear each other apart while making him cum was something that took a long time to work out. I had to mix and match rules and scenarios to force the girls to fight this way, and taking one rule out leads to a different kind of fight. 

-As I mentioned before, it’s something of a trend for women one win away from becoming wives to don a bridal motif in their duels. Sometimes it happens (Wedding Proposal) and it sometimes doesn’t (Battling Girlfriends 4). 

-“First witness” is an euphemism/taunt referring to the woman who loses a duel where marriage is a stake. This is due to the fact that many times the first person to know of the impeding marriage is the beaten woman.

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