Liberty Vs Kia - Beating Of Your Life

Kia was glad to of broken away from liberty. Her strength was so much more compared to Kia's. Kia let out a small yelp when she was shoved into the wall of the pit. Kia was cornered and she knew it.

The only way out now for Kia was fighting out. Kia would charge forward and try to slam her shoulder into the taller girls chest, hoping to push her back and wind her. However Kia also knew that Liberty was more than likely heavier than her too, so it could end up being embarrassing for Kia if she slammed into Liberty only to not push her.

As Liberty stared at her cornered foe, hand pressed against her ribs, she was a little taken aback as Kia suddenly charged at her.

She didnâ€t have time to react as the lowered shoulder hit into her chest. However, the limited space meant Kia had not been able to build much momentum, and whilst the shoulder blow did hurt Liberty, she kept her footing and held firm. The counterattack had clearly failed.

“Hah, nice try,” Liberty laughed mockingly. She would then reach up and try to grab Kiaâ€s head before the smaller girl could pull away again. Liberty wanted to add to her opponentâ€s humiliation by pulling her face right into her big breasts, trapping her in her sweaty cleavage, smothering and degrading her in equal measure.

Kia's eye grew wide as her counterattack failed miserably, the smaller girl just pressing as hard as she could against the taller one. Kia was about to try a new tactic but before she could break away she suddenly felt Liberty grab her head, causing a small grunt to escape from Kia's mouth.

The move Liberty pulled off next was a move Kia was familar with, however this time it just seemed wrong. She was usually ok with smothers but this felt wrong. Kia let out a small groan of disgust as she was held there. Kia started to frail her arms around trying to land any sort of hit on the girl that would cause her to let go.

The crowd jeered as Liberty compounded Kiaâ€s humiliation by rubbing her tits in her face, the smaller girlâ€s groans of disgust making the grubby punk smile. “Aww, donâ€t you like it?” she teased.

It was less funny as Kia began to lash out more desperately, getting a couple of mildly painful blows in on Libertyâ€s body. She grunted unhappily and decided to change her attack.

Liberty pulled Kia out of her cleavage, sliding her hands round so that they held the smaller girl by the throat, rather than the back of her head. “This better?” she grinned.

She would try to lift Kia up off the floor, as if she was going to choke slam the smaller girl, but instead of the floor she moved to slam her against the pit wall, where she could hold her in a raised choke.

Kia was gald to be out of that sweaty disgusting cleavage. She did her best to draw in as much breath as she could but quickly she was grabbed at the throat and lifted off the ground. Kia left out a gasp and then a loud scream of pain as she was slammed against the wall

"Stupid fucking bitch!" She growled through the gritted teeth as she tried to endure the choke hold. Once she had enough Kia would lift her legs up and try to slam them into Liberty's gut, hoping it would force her to drop Kia.

It took some effort on Libertyâ€s part to hold Kia up against the wall in a raised choke, but it was worth it to see the smaller girl splutter.

“Not so cocky now, are ya?” she gloated. The punk was confident and in control…

…until Kiaâ€s flailing boots caught her straight in her unprotected belly.

“Ungh!” Liberty gasped. She unceremoniously dropped Kia and staggered backwards, clutching at her bruised abdomen. It hadnâ€t been a brutal blow, but it had surprised her as well as forcing her back, and she would need a few seconds to catch her breath.

Kia let out a hard gasp as she fell back and hit the floor from being dropped. She slowly got up and brushed her clothes down. She quickly ran at Kia and threw a kick towards the woman's chest

"I can't wait to smack you around here like a punching bag"

Liberty was still a bit complacent here, not really seeing the smaller girl as much of a threat, and took too long in recovering her breath. This gave Kia an opening to run forwards and kick her in the chest.

“Angh!” she grunted at the running attack smacking into her. Liberty lost her footing and fell back onto the hard pit floor, hands splayed behind her to break her painful fall a little.

“Punching bags are fixed objects, you fucking idiot, you can‘t smack them around the place,” she snarled angrily, unnecessarily getting into semantics as she tried to get up off her ass.

Kia laughed out almost manically as she managed to kick Liberty in the chest. "I does not matter, it means the same thing!" With that Kia raised her foot and stomped down on Liberty's stomach as she was getting up, hopefully forcing the woman to stay on the pit floor.

Liberty was still thinking in terms of pure agression, and all the nasty things she could do to Kia, as she started to clamber up off the floor. This meant her defences were down, and her pale belly totally exposed to the smaller girlâ€s brutal stamp.

“UNGHH!!” Liberty groaned as her stomach was thumped. Her eyes widened at the sickening pain, and she collapsed back onto the floor, clutching her midsection. She was spluttering and hissing angrily, pissed that things werenâ€t going her way, but was too winded from the blow to do or say anything right now.