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Deadly Roses	By : Shinkansen Category: +M through R > Rumble Roses Views: 4849 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fight 7: Aigle vs. Candy Cane
"You kill my friend!" Aigle shouted, pointing at Candy Cane. "You make fish eat head. No honor. No respect. Just slaughter, like cow. Aigle make you sorry!"
"Honor?" Candy pointed to her shredded belly button, and a line of four staples running up to her ribcage. "You call this honorable? Your little girlfriend did this to me with her foot, bitch. I gave her payback, and I'll be happy to give you the same!"
Rushing towards each other, the two fighters exchanged a quick series of blows. Candy, taller and more powerful, drove Aigle back toward the ropes. She began laughing as she rained blows into Aigle's face and body, the little warrior doing her best to block them. Already her nose and lips were bleeding, and ugly bruises were forming along her midsection.
"You little punk!" Candy scoffed. "Fight back!"
"You ask for!" Aigle grunted as she saw an opening. Ducking down and reaching up, she grabbed Candy around the waist and, pistoning her legs, tossed the larger girl over the ropes and out of the ring! The redhead rocker sailed through the air, landing headfirst on the metal security railing that formed part of the barrier between the fans and the ring.
Aigle slid out onto the hard metal floor. Candy was still curled up below the railing. Blood trickled out of each of her ears, and her eyes swam. "Scornful bitch!" Aigle said contemptuously. "You no match for real fighter! Now you die!" Grabbing her by her pigtails, Aigle dragged Candy over to the steel ring steps and, putting her in a headlock, rammed her, face first, into the unforgiving metal, again and again.
Panting, Aigle finally let go and stood up. Candy slumped to the floor and rolled over on her back. Her cute, perky little face had been totally destroyed. Both cheekbones had shattered, giving her face a sagging, dull, cow-faced look. Her nose had been broken, her lips, lacerated in a dozen places. As Candy grimaced, Aigle saw several black gaps where teeth had been knocked out. Struggling, the punk rocker slowly got to her knees. Aigle involuntarily took a step back from the monstrous visage.
"What... are you?" she asked. Candy Cane roared and dove forward, catching Aigle's trunks with her hands and pulling them down, exposing the girl's white-laced underwear. With a short yelp, Aigle tried to turn and run, but her legs tangled and she went down to the floor. She felt the rocker climb onto her back, and her kidneys burst into flame as Candy rained punch after punch into her lower back area.
Candy undid the broad belt she wore around her waist and doubled it over. She pulled Aigle's panties into a powerful wedgie, watched as the white fabric disappeared into the crack between the girl's small ass cheeks. She brought the wide, studded leather strap down hard across those cheeks, the belt making a thick, meaty whack each time it connected. She brought it down again and again, drawing thin rivulets of blood, while Aigle squealed like a pig.
The belt worked its way up Aigle's exposed back, raising angry welts wherever it touched. Candy began rubbing her pussy, giving her clit a pinch with each whack of the belt. She kicked Aigle, who was writhing and screeching in pain, over onto her back. She whacked the girl's belly, whacked across her pussy, across her breasts, over and over. Suddenly Candy knew she was gong to cum, felt it growing inside of her, waiting to explode. Giving her clit one final flick, she brought the belt down as hard as she could across Aigle's face. Both women screamed, one in ecstasy, one in pain. The belt's studs had broken one of Aigle's teeth and torn her lips open. Both of the wrestler's faces were now covered in blood.
Candy grabbed Aigle by the throat and shoved her up against the side of the ring. "Die, you little bitch, die for me." Candy whispered. Aigle clawed feebly at the hands around her throat, but she couldn't break the larger woman's terrible hold. Gasping for breath, her arms flailing wildly, she saw the light glint off of something.
There, on the ring apron, was a bloody scalpel. She reached for it, reached like she remembered her friend Makoto reaching for the ropes as her head was lowered into the death-water. Closing her eyes, Aigle screamed, "Makoto!" and felt her fingers grip the cool metal handle. Turning, she saw Candy's eyes widen as the scalpel blade penetrated the soft flesh of her belly button. Grimacing, Aigle ripped the blade horizontally across the punk's soft belly, right below the cut Makoto had made.
Screaming horrifically, Candy Cane fell backwards as her belly ripped open and her guts spilled out. Thick, ropey intestines, stomach, liver, kidneys, all began to slide out onto the ground in front of her. Feebly, Candy began trying to push the organs back in, but the slippery meat kept squishing out between her hands and ended up sliding only farther away.
Aigle walked behind Candy's head. Bending down she whispered in her ear, "Now you die for me, little bitch." Candy sobbed and shook her head frantically. Aigle placed one foot on each of Candy Cane's shoulders, and clasped her hands beneath Candy's chin. She then started to straighten her body, muscles bunching with the effort.
Candy Cane felt her light going dim, felt the room grow cold. She stared dumbly down at her own guts, then rolled her eyes back in her head and saw Aigle struggling, pulling, as an intense pressure descended on her neck. She hurked and gurgled, tried to brush the warrior girl off her like a fly, wanted to beg her to stop what she was doing, but she could not. She felt a strange popping sensation in her neck, felt what could only be skin ripping apart. And then, horribly, the ground seemed to drop away beneath her...
Aigle pulled and pulled. With a rending, popping sound, it suddenly came easier as Candy's head and spine were pulled from her body. As Aigle raised the bloody trophy in the air, the crowd leapt to its feet and cheered louder than ever.
Holding the head in her hands, staring into Candy's now sightless eyes, Aigle whispered, in her own tongue, "Makoto dearest friend, you have been avenged. I will conquer all in remembrance of you!"
Casually tossing the head down, where it landed face-first in the pile of shit seeping from Candy's guts, Aigle bowed low before the crowd and walked triumphantly up the ramp.
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