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The hyena hooked her scarred paw around her boyfriend's bicep and he hauled her up up from the bench. Her face was pretty but a split lip seeped blood into her brown fur. Her tongue, often slurping her chops, smeared it around until it looked like sloppy clown makeup. Bruises covered her body like splatters of paint, showing through thin fur in grotesque splendor. Her tank top, badly ripped so that a brown nipple showed on her left breast, had the words I fucked your dad written on in charcoal.

"You gonna be all right? How about a quick toot to perk you up, baby?"

She swatted away her boyfriend's star-shaped locket. "Nuh-uh, don't need any to finish this bitch off." Her yellow eyes snapped onto his. "Wanna fuck when we're done."

"You're eighty percent bruises right now. I bet I can't grab you anywhere without making you flinch."

The hyena laughed. The sound was sharp and chattering, more the sound of a demon than a hyena. "We're gonna fuck!" She slugged him in the balls and he dropped to one knee on the bench. As he cried out in pain she grabbed his long, black hair and pulled him into a kiss, then bit his lip after their tongues swirled together. She pushed him away and bounced off the bench. He scrutinized her fine ass as she strutted out of the room. His balls ached, but he was thirsty for her.

Roughly fifty spectators talked and murmured around the caged pit. Fifty was a good draw, the kind of crowd Ashleigh usually drew when she was laying down the law. Challengers were welcome and encouraged. A sign nailed onto the wall proudly declared 0 days since last face bitten off.

A small furor erupted as Ash made her appearance. Distorted thrash metal warbled out of the speakers hung up around the ring. She waved at the spectators, resplendent in their worship. Here was something she was good at and people paid good money to see it. She was almost like her famous boyfriend down here.

It was Ash's third fight of the night. Two challengers had come into the ring and two challengers had left bloodied and stomped, one with ribs broken so badly that internal injuries were declared likely by the fox who stood in as the medic.

Ash climbed down into the pit and the chain link door was lashed shut with steel wire. Gravel crunched under her open-toed sneakers and she thought about how many times she had bounced against it. Gravel was a bitch to scrape out of a wound.

Another girl climbed down into the pit, holding onto the chain link until the last second. She landed hard but stood up fast. Ash was delighted to see another hyena. She laughed a yippy-yappy laugh and it was almost lost under the din of the crowd and her theme music. "Another yeen!" she said, speaking in the same giddy tone of voice as someone with a mental handicap spotting an ice cream van. "This'll be awesome!"

The emcee's voice cut off the music. He said in a baritone much too grand for his meth-addict cheetah body, "Our third and final challenger to Ash, our reigning Yeen Queen, our Hemlock with the Huge Cock, comes to meet the floor of the Pit! Say goodbye to her now, her name is A-a-anna-a-a!"

Anna was smaller than Ashleigh by a head, her muscles more compact and her beauty much more traditionally feminine. Long brown hair made her a liability and it was tied back in a ponytail which Ash already had plans to yank on. Boxing tape on her knuckles, sneer on her face, Anna proved unperturbed by the crowd and the emcee's favoritism. She said over the last echoes of the emcee's voice, "I'm gonna rip your tits off for hurting my Desmond!"

Although the barbaric look never left Ash's eyes, remembrance turned the gears in her head. Like an old dog recognizing some half-forgotten command, the name made her think - and thinking was very difficult for Ash, whose brain worked primarily on instinct. But then it came to her like an epiphany, and a wide grin full of skull-cracking teeth showed in slimy rows. "Desmond!" she said in triumph. "Squeezed his neck and he peed! Gonna squeeze yours!"

The brute lunged on the athlete before the emcee started the fight. Nobody cared. Everybody was thrilled with the onset of violence. Ash landed on top of Anna, taking the smaller hyena down to the gravel. Anna's shoulder crashed inches from a shard of a moldy beer bottle. The back of her tank top shredded in a dozen spots and the rocks rubbed into her flesh, sending jolts of pain through her back and galvanizing her out of her surprised paralysis.

The crowd screamed in a stupor of blood lust and inebriation. Ash brought up a knee into Anna's groin - her favorite spot to hit anybody. The smaller hyena shrieked, her face becoming a scrunch of pain and embarrassment. Ash cackled in her face, spittle flying from her teeth. "Dick bitch too, awesome! Busted your balls, bitch!"

Anna's legs pursed and she thrust out her forearm. Her green eyes were watery and her vision awash with colorful bursts, but her ears were keen even with the audience exploding around her. Her arm hit Ash's throat, shrinking the brute's laughter into a satisfying yelp. She stared at Anna, momentarily stunned. This little hyena was actually fighting back even with her balls stuffed up somewhere around her guts. It made no sense to Ashleigh.

Like a spoiled child denied a want for the first time, Ash started to snap and snarl, pushing against Anna's bracing arm. Her clapping jaws inched closer and closer to Anna's snout, missing once only because the smaller hyena turned her head to the side in reflex. Anna's penis was throbbing in her shorts. She groped through the gravel at her side and came up with a length of thick, rusted chain. She swung it hard, not aiming, and the clattering links stopped against the side of Ashleigh's head, ripping open an ear and a deep, filthy gash on the side of her head. The bigger hyena flopped off of Anna, appearing bested, even dead as she stared at the star of lights arranged around the ceiling. Anna pulled herself up and wrapped the chain around her fist, pulling it taut.

The crowd was thrilled with this development. Fatalities were rare, but they happened, and it was cause for celebration when a fighter was beaten to death or to its door. But Ashleigh stirred, first making a droning, snoring sound then rolling onto her side. Anna stared, stupefied by the durability of this hyena. Then the trance broke and she closed in, throwing her leg for a kick in Ash's ribs. The bigger hyena was a plodding beast, but she was quicker than anybody gave her credit for. Anna's foot connected but the pain spurred Ash and she grabbed Anna by the foot, yanking it up with such force that the smaller hyena's balance tipped and she landed on her ass.

Ash pounced Anna for a reprisal of the earlier pin. Her paws shot out in either direction and groped for the smaller hyena's wrists. Anna kept the chain out of reach but let her left wrist be caught, and Ash gave up on having its twin. Straddling Anna, one paw occupied, she drilled her fist into the portion of abdomen just below Anna's breasts over and over. The more athletic hyena yowled, and now her erection was as hard as it could get. Ugly bruises formed under her spotty coat and the wind was pushed out of her lungs.

She swung the chain, but there was no strength in the movement. Ashleigh caught it so casually that the movement seemed unconscious, and then she flopped onto Anna, pinning both wrists in the gravel. Snout to snout with her challenger while the crowd chanted her name, Ash hissed to Anna so lowly that the words were almost better felt than heard, "Gonna rape you like I raped your faggy boy."

"Fucking cunt," Anna squealed, hatred rolling off the words like steam off of boiling water. "I'm gonna follow you home and kill you."

"Follow me home!" Ash parroted. She snickered and kissed Anna, not a gentle kiss but a big and slobbery smooth. It stymied Anna so much that she didn't think to bite, only stared stupidly at Ashleigh's vapid eyes until the brute pulled back her tongue. Anna tasted whiskey and rotten teeth. "You follow me home, only thing you get is dead. Got it? But try it!"

Even pinned under the crowd favorite, Anna was fiery. She hawked and spat on Ash's cheek. Ash was unfazed but moved further up so that when it dribbled off, it rolled onto Anna's snout. Then she said with a giggle in her voice, "I'm gonna fuck you. Your boyfriend here? He gonna see it?"

"The fuck-?" Anna bleated. Ash moved a paw down to push down her shorts and Anna lashed at the brute's face, driving short but sharp claws into Ash's gouged ear. "I'll be damned if you're gonna get your filthy fucking dick inside me!"

The pain of Anna clawing her wounded ear was nothing to Ash. It may as well have been a mosquito bite to somebody so used to casual violence. She pushed the button of her fly through its wallowed-out hole and yanked the zipper down. Fat, brown hyena meat flopped into the sweltering air of the pit. A glob of precum dribbled from its tip and made a dark stain on Anna's gym shorts.

"Didn't get to fuck your boyfriend's ass, gonna fuck yours," Ashleigh said in her plodding cadence. "Then you fuck his!"

Ash swatted away Anna's clawing paw and then punched her in the face with vicious strength but a casual motion. It dropped the little hyena and left her looking as dead as Ash herself had after her kiss from the chain. The audience started up a chant, a pair of words: rape her, rape her, rape her!

The vicious hyena needed no prodding and this was not for the benefit of the crowd. She rolled Anna onto her belly and grabbed the smaller hyena's shorts. Her claws plunged into the fabric and she tore them wide open, tearing the garment off in a pair of shreds. The taut curves of her upturned ass were Ashleigh's prize.

Anna came to with Ash's cock wedged between her buttocks. The hot glans of Ash's meat kissed against her anus. She pushed herself up, grimacing and yelping, thinking for one stupid moment I need the police. She remembered where she was and how alone that made her. The fear put some fight back into her.

"Get the fuck off me, mouthbreather!" Anna clawed her way forward through the gravel, earning only a foot of space before Ashleigh got a two-handed grip on her tail. Ash yanked Anna back and Anna let loose a savage yowl, tears spilling from her eyes. "Get-, get off! Fuck off, dumbass!"

Ash cackled like the moronic beast she was as she pulled her prey back into place. She gripped Anna's ass cheeks, claws sinking in. Then she pushed her cock against the smaller hyena's anus again and gouged her open in a quick and careless shove. Anna's scream cut into the busy air like a gunshot and the crowd was exulted with vicious joy.

Ash's ass bobbed and balls bounced as she raped Anna. Only a smear of precum on the head of her shaft provided lubrication and it had already rubbed off on Anna's anal walls. Dry, agonizing sex kept her eyes wet and the burn of hatred and humiliation in her gut. She pawed through the gravel as if sifting for gold or coins, floundering uselessly under Ashleigh's dominating weight and strength. Then the brute grabbed her ponytail and yanked it back.

Anna shrieked like she was a young girl again. Pulled into a vague bow shape, she reached back and swatted at Ash, whimpering and considering begging for mercy. She envied Ash having such short hair and hated how vain she was about keeping hers long.

The brute latched her dominant paw around Anna's neck, and then any chance Anna had of turning the fight around dissolved like sugar into water. Ash squeezed just like she had squeezed Desmond's neck. Blood rushed into Anna's head and she wheezed out a strangled breath. Her paws shot to Ash's grip and futilely clawed and pulled at the fingers. She was like a small child trying to overpower an adult. Ashleigh was a brute, a creature better suited to living in a cave and clubbing her meals than functioning in a civilized society. Even Ash's boyfriend watched with some revulsion - but excitement too.

"What a horrible thing to do!" the announcer said, unable to keep the laughter out of his voice. "Looks like Anna's learning the hard way what it's like to lose to our mean Yeen Queen!"

The crowd belonged to Ash. They called her name in dizzy excitement, some of them imploring her to fuck the newcomer even harder, others begging her to stop and fuck them instead. The dumb hyena with the penchant for squeezing necks lapped up the praise like a predator licking up blood. She pulled Anna closer, bending her body painfully taut. Jaws parted to show gigantic teeth made for more primitive times when hyenas needed to crush skulls and shred carcasses. Ash still had the instincts to prey on those unfortunate enough to be subdued near her. She chomped down on Anna's shoulder and pain lanced through the broken hyena's body, pain she was unable to express with her neck held so tightly. The pain was so exquisite that Anna pissed herself through her raging erection, and then passed out.

Ash barely tempered her bite. Her teeth dug holes in soft tissue, stopped short of bone. The blood was tasty, driving her into a frenzy of sexual activity. She let go of Anna's neck and dropped her in the gravel, putting scuffs and cuts on the smaller hyena's pretty face. Wanting only to bust a nut now, Ash pounded Anna with repetitious thrusts. Sweat glistened in her fur, rolling off of her balls and making swamps in her armpits. She smelled as repulsive as she looked while she raped the unconscious hyena.

Anna came to only seconds later. Her movements were uncoordinated, like those of a stroke victim. She pawed through gravel and her eyes remained closed to not aggravate the headache throbbing in her forehead. Her entire body felt like one big bruise, but her asshole was the exclamation point on the rest of her agony. Ashleigh's hot, foul breath beat on the back of her neck. The stench of body odor and musk surrounded her. She silently cried and let Ash have her prize.

"Good, good, damn good," Ash panted, the words sloppy as if she were drunk. Her tongue dangled out of her mouth and was pinched in her teeth when she grinned, which was often. Punk hair bobbed from one side to the other, balls and tits bounced in senseless arcs and jerks, and her cock throbbed indulgently in the grip of Anna's raw ass. She was never happier than when she raped something, and it was only icing on the cake if her victim was someone she had beaten to a pulp first.

The brute didn't care about the crowd or the announcer or that her fight was spilling over into the next scheduled bout because of her victory lap. All that mattered was the point her pleasure was building to. She groped around Anna's body and squeezed a titty. She didn't favor the nipple, just squeezed the whole mound so savagely that it compressed and bruised. Anna squealed and Ash said, giddy with sadism, "You're awake! Cool!"

Ash smashed her paws into Anna's shoulders like she was trying to crush her against the gravel. She kept her mitts there as she rode out the last few thrusts of the brutal sex. The brown meatstick of her cock had already done its work of gouging Anna, leaving a once tight and pink bud of an anus plump and red. Now came the reward when Ash's body tingled with fine pleasure. She shuddered and a yapping, shaky laugh shook out of her. Her penis slotted into Anna as deep as it could go and the stillness was promptly followed by her climax. Hot semen gushed into the anal cavity of Ash's opponent. Anna clenched shut her eyes and her fists, both in impotent hatred.

Ash pulled free of Anna before her climax had even finished. Dribbles of cum were still rolling from her pulsating dick and she smeared the mess on the fluff of Anna's short tail. Satisfied, she stood up to a posture which was hunched and bestial. She put a shoe against Anna's side and rolled her onto her back, then grabbed her semi-hard cock. The audience started to laugh and cheer. They knew what was coming.

Anna opened her eyes and regretted it for the pain it caused her. Her eyelids fluttered down and she forced them to open again, forcing her gaze onto Ash. She stared, beaten and helpless, as a hot yellow stream rushed her way. All she did to defend herself was flinch her eyes and mouth shut.

Wretched piss doused Anna. Ash aimed for her face and hit it, but Anna started to roll the other way. The brute gladly aimed lower, dousing Anna's tank top until she looked like she had entered the world's most disgusting wet t-shirt contest. Even then, Ash had piss to spare. She drenched the smaller hyena from face to crotch, marking her down with the same foul urine that Desmond had come home stinking of one night weeks prior. Eventually Anna gave up on trying to squirm out of the way and simply lay fetal until the stream tapered off. When Ash shook her cock off and slung droplets across Anna, the smaller hyena hardly reacted. All she wanted was to go home to her boyfriend.

The crowd was delirious with sick joy over Anna's humiliation. Ash squatted above her, balls hanging on Anna's stomach. She said with a toothy grin almost as wide as her head, "Tell your boyfriend I said hi!" Ash hawked and spat a plump wad of slobber on Anna's cheek. She was a little annoyed that Anna didn't react. It was okay. She had won. "Let's fight again sometime. Your butt is fun to fuck."

"Shut up, knuckledragger," Anna said, her petty voice masked by the crowd. Ash was already walking away, ready for some celebratory sex and coke with her boyfriend. Anna was dragged out by the pit's goons and tended to by the medic. She never did get revenge for her boyfriend.