Maria's first fight

[Magicman]

Halloween destruction: My Wife Maria's first fight.
by magicman

Hi guys this my first ever new author story featuring my lovely wife Maria's fight adventures. I had great fun writing it and plan to write lots more. I've nearly finished a sequel 'Rematch at Home' inviting the blonde and her friend back to ours for a rematch, power slapping and some apartment wrestling (spoiler alert - it might end 2:0 against my wife!) and possibly even a third instalment for the present story, can my wife finally turn the tables and win, or will the manageress and her friend finish her off completely??"
If you like this story please send feedback, and let me know what you'd like to see happen to Maria next!!
Hope you enjoy...

MY BEAUTIFUL wife Maria is 31 years old, 5'4" tall with a natural and shapely 36 double DD cup bust, long toned legs, an amazing bum and a curvy uk dress size 14-16 figure. She has soft silky blonde hair to below her shoulders, well conditioned and looked after, which she loves to wear loose especially when we're out and toss so it falls seductively across her face, which she knows always turns me on.
I should also say she likes to dress seductively too, clingy short sex shop skirts showing off her, i think perfect model girl figure, with heels and fishnets when we're out, and that we both love to fantasise about her getting involved in fighting with other girls. These were usually, if not always, excessively one sided fights with another girl or girls, at least two against one, with my wife battered bruised and beaten, her outfit stripped off her or torn to pieces and always getting very much the worst of it!
We talked endlessly about what we used to think were just our sexy submissive bedroom fantasies both of us inventing ever more extreme fight scenarios for her to endure, but never thought for a moment it would ever happen for real, until Halloween night at our local gastro pub last October, which started off the whole amazing real fight time ....

WE had decided to go crazy and both dress fully up for Halloween. We'd bought a very revealing new sex shop micro mini dress in black wet look stretchy pu, cut away with cross ties at the front showing off my wife's breasts and so short and clingy it showed every inch of her gorgeous legs and figure, riding up her thighs and bottom exposing an easy glimpse of pale butt cheeks and underwear walking in her 3inch heels or boots, to anyone who wanted to look. It was an outfit really sold for bedroom play only, but we thought we could to just about dare to get away with it for a meal out at our local where they knew us well, and Halloween night seemed the perfect dressing up tartily excuse!

We'd booked a table for 7.30 to allow plenty of time for early evening drinks at the bar and spent most of the afternoon getting ready. Maria washed her hair at lunchtime with Oleplex No 4 shampoo and conditioner letting it dry naturally, straightening it with heat protection oil for extra shine, then brushed it out soft and silky, almost halfway down her back. Sleek black open mesh fishnet tights over her long legs and curvy bum and a lacy string back thong from the Ann summers sex shop chain. No bra just adhesive diamanté nipple covers under her dress covering both nipples, the outline of the covers and her nipples showing deliberately 'trashily' through the clingy wet look pu material.
She did her face last of all, foundation, mascara, Yves st laurent black opium perfume and high gloss lipstick. We joked about our fight fantasies as I helped her into her barely decent sex dress, would they throw her out for dressing like a total slut on Halloween, like they always did in our bedroom fantasy stories! Maybe she would have to fight the manageress and barmaids for real this time!
Then it was time for those bright red dressing up devil horns and tail, more lip gloss, perfume spray between her barely decent breasts and into the car.

A lovely meal as usual, lots of wine, beer and cocktails too. We made our way slowly back to the car, arms round each other kissing and cuddling. My wife laughing her belly hurt she had eaten so much, garlic bread and cheesecake too and that she wanted a proper bedroom 'stuffing' as soon as we got home.
I had seen the blonde manageress with one of the barmaids looking in our direction when we arrived, my wife pretending to pull her dress down walking to our table, but looking over her shoulder, wriggling her hips and deliberately sluttily showing a good 2 or 3 inches of pale pink bum cheeks through her fishnets to most of the other diners, with more than just a glimpse of her knickers to the waiters and anyone else who wanted to see sitting with our meal, her tiny dress then riding right up her thighs to almost around her waist. Now both pub women had followed us out to the car park.
There's a tap on the passenger window as we're getting ready to leave. Maria has her dress pulled fully up, legs splayed apart against the centre console casually showing everything, still holding her belly and joking for us to "get home quickly babes" and into the bedroom!

Maria opened her passanger door at the sound of the tap. The blonde manageress and the same brunette barmaid are standing outside, both looking angry. The manageress half leans into the car
"don't fucking come to my pub dressed like a fucking tart, you fucking slut, get out so we can teach you a fucking lesson..."
My wife laughed, "who are you calling a tart bitch" her legs still spread casually and invitingly open,
"get out of the car slut" the manageress again, adding "just you" not him, nodding in my direction.
Maria smiled, you actually want me to get out and fight you, "both of you" looking up at the second girl and giving me a secret little smile. "who wants to go first bitch?"
She leans across the centre console squeezes my hand and whispers,
"ooh babes it is both of them..."
"now don't you dare interfere" then with a kiss and a hug "promise me babes, whatever happens!"  ..."and film it for us!"
I knew both of us were excited at the prospect of a real girl fight, our fantasies coming true, even though Maria was outnumbered right from the start, but neither of us expected what actually happened next, and for the next 20 or 30 minutes...

The manageress probably late twenties and I thought a dress size 10-12 with blonde hair tied back for work, strong and muscular looking and an inch or so taller than Maria reaches inside the car and grabs a handful of my wife's gorgeous blonde hair in her fist.
"Fucking tart" she pulls my wife back by her hair then slams her facedown hard into the edge of the car dashboard. Maria gasps in shock and pain blonde hair cascading loose across her face. She does it again straightaway, jerking my wife back by her roots then slamming her down again hard, then a third, and fourth time. My wife is grunting helplessly her hair is everywhere as she's slammed back and forwards. She must be being hurt as the dashboard has a hard shiny edge, but I can't see her face. Finally she stops and holds my wife up against the seat back by her hair, I can see Maria is dazed the skin across her forehead bruised and almost broken, one eye starting to close, she puts one hand up to her roots but the blonde still has both hands in my wife's hair, twists them hard making Maria gasp, then starts to pull her backwards and fully out of the seat just by her hair.
Maria is screaming holding onto her roots taking her full body weight with both hands, her legs splayed apart trying to stay in her seat. I can see she must have taken her knickers off completely using the ladies in the pub to save time when we got home as she's showing everything, but she can't stop herself being dragged outside. She lands heavily on her bottom ripping her tights, both women shouting "tart" and "slut", and still being dragged helplessly by her hair. I find the camera setting on my phone, open the drivers door and start to run round.
There are two or three heavy thumps against the side of the car rocking the suspension, and the unmistakable sound of my wife's groans before I get to the other side.
Maria is on her hands and knees. Her pu dress is rolled right up around her waist, showing her now fully naked bum cheeks. Both of her shoulder straps pulled off so her bra-less DD breasts are swaying underneath her one of the nipple covers already pulled off, the other held barely on by a scrap of remaining adhesive,
"the slut's got hard tits" both women are laughing to each other, as I appear around the side of the car.

The manageress still has both hands twisted in Maria's hair, I can see blood on the side of my wife's face and a handful of torn blonde hair on the ground. She swings my wife against the car by the hair for the third or fourth time, I'm thinking there can be nothing left of my wife's roots, they're going to give way.
Another helpless grunt and my wife is dragged half forward, stumbling up to her knees skinning them bloody through her tights, then slammed against the side of a Discovery off roader parked a few yards away, we later discovered belonged to the manageress.
Both women are at Maria now, swinging their fists. My wife has somehow struggled to her feet but is forced back against the side of the offroader fighting to keep herself upright. She's topless and almost fully naked. Her sex shop dress pulled completely off her and thrown away, the bright car park floodlights illuminating every inch of her curvy size 16 figure. Only her tights are left, torn around her crotch and knees and hanging off her. One eye half closed and the other puffy and already blackening up. She looks desperate.
"proper fuck the slut up Stacey...." the blonde is shouting to her friend

Maria manages to get one leg up offering a glimpse of her private parts to push the first girl, the manageress, back away from her just a few steps but the barmaid is too quick for her, has something silver wrapped around her hand maybe a length of keychain from the pub drinks cabinet, and swings a full force punch straight into my wife's unprotected face..."uuh..."
I'm thinking, oh fuck, don't break her nose!"
Maria is dazed and staggers back against the side of the offroader blood streaming from her nose, she groans but doesn't fall and tries to swing punches back,
I'm shouting to myself,  "thats it baby fight back please. .."
then out loud
"one at a time please, its not fair"
trying to stop the blonde from joining in, though it looked as if the barmaid could already take my wife on her own without any help, Maria already dazed, hurt, and very obviously loosing
The barmaid laughs, maybe just a little over confidently and swings a leg out to kick at my wife's now naked belly and private parts, trying to finish her off. That was maybe a mistake.
Maria manages to twist sideways to block the kick with her thigh then connects with a punch of her own to the side of the barmaids face. The girl staggers back though looking more surprised than hurt. My wife hits her again using her full body weight and this time the brunette almost falls and now its her turn to be pushed back, Maria forcing her up against the side of the offroader.
I move closer to get a better view, my wife's thong pulled halfway down her bottom as she leans across the other girl. I'm worried the manageress will join in again but she seems happy to stand to one side and watch me filming. I soon understand why. They've both done this before.
Maria grunts and the barmaid has brought her knee up hard between my wife's legs, she pushes Maria back slightly then uses her forehead headbutting hard into my wife's face. Maria staggers back then raises her hands in a fist to protect herself but i know she's not a boxer and the barmaid is tougher and quicker,
"Fucking punch her out babe" the manageress is shouting. Maybe they both belong to a fight club
The barmaid lands punch after punch on my now increasingly desperate wife, her tits, her head and her face....Maria is trying to punch back but the brunette is blocking most and my wife's punching is increasingly wild and ragged looking. Maria's legs start to sag and she starts to drop her hands away from protecting her face. The barmaid, sees her advantage steps in closer and hits Maria again using her chained up fist aiming straight for my wife's nose.
This time its my wife who has to take an unprotected full face hit. The punch connects fully. My wife is twisted sideways by the force, blood spraying from both sides of her nose. She clutches the offroader for support but can't escape.
The barmaid is now fully in control, my wife looks finished and the barmaid hits her again and again punching her from side to side. This time Maria goes down full length moaning, she must be almost completely out.
I want to say 'ok enough enough she's finished' 'you've broke her nose' but the words don't come out... I just want to carry on watching, all our bedroom fantasies coming true.
My phone's on video and I carry on filming.
Now its the blonde's turn again. My wife is lying on the tarmac face down, trying to lift herself up just using one leg, her curved and naked butt cheeks shiny under the lights despite her spray on tan. The manageress reaches down and twists both her hands in my wife's hair, now dark with sweat. I'm thinking
"not her hair again please..."
She jerks my wife to her knees, tearing at another handful of dark blonde roots, Maria's arms hanging limply at her sides, her nose streaming red down over her belly, she's too weak to even moan.
The blonde half drags her a few steps to the side of the offroader slamming her face down into the hard metal surface.
She kicks my wife's legs apart, pulls her back by the hair then slams her head first into the raised metal stud cover over the Defender's front wing.
There's blood on the metalwork, I promised Maria not to intervene but now it looks like they're deliberately trying to ruin my wife's looks and I'll have to do something. Finally the blonde stops, I've lost count how many times she's slammed my wife down, she let's Maria slide to her knees then holds her up again by her roots fully naked kneeling helplessly in the defenders bright halogen lights.
I can see my wife is now badly marked, both eyes puffy and almost completely closed, blood still running across her breasts and belly from her nose and her mouth, her forehead skinned and black with bruises. The blonde jerks Maria back violently and twists her head towards me.
Maria starts to moan "babes.." but can only mumble and I can't tell if she can even see me her eyes are so badly swollen, and I pretend not to hear...
"surr...surrender... babes, surrend'...uuh"..
she can't finish as the blonde jerks her head back even harder, shouting in my wife's face
"fuck off bitch", then looking across at me
"we ain't finished with your slut of a missus yet"

She pushes my wife down onto the tarmac in front of her. Maria tries to crawl away on her hands and knees but can barely drag herself and simply collapses after a few feet lying face down on both knees, her bottom in the air. The barmaid pulls Maria's thong completely off and throws it away into the dark.
Both girls are filming and taking pictures of my wife's naked rear.
The blonde manageress is shouting "fucking get up you slut..." Maria is mumbling something.. but I can't make out her words as the women are shouting so much, so just stand there.
Maria somehow gets to her knees, moaning and swaying, both eyes closed now. She looks almost unconscious. Her face is a total mess. The blonde grabs a fistful of my wife's now ruined hair hanging in shreds, jerks her head back again by the roots and i can see the second girl retightening the chain around one hand. I know they're just going to carry on. I know I really should try to stop them now, or maybe someone from the pub will just hear the noise and come out so i wont have to decide and then it will have to stop.

My wife is a total wreck but we had both fantasised about this so much, and I promised not to intervene as long as there are no broken bones, so I just stand there filming.
It's the barmaid again first, more punches with her closed fists, twisting my wife from side to side, battering her face, the blonde shouting "proper fuck up her looks babes"
then the manageress more punches again although Maria is now just a rag doll and barely conscious her arms hanging limply at her sides, only being kept up by the manageress and her friend taking turns to pass her between them by handfulls of hair. Finally its all too much and my wife goes over onto her back with a final helpless grunt, legs apart and doesn't move.
"Fuck, have we killed the tart.."
its the manageress laughing
"nah she's fucking faking it"
She stands over my wife, pulls her legs apart with both hands and kicks hard between Maria's legs with her heavy work shoes. The kick is full in my wife's gaping private parts and her body jerks but there's still no sound. The blonde kicks again, then again driving in between my wife's legs with her mental toecaps, flattening my wife's private parts but there's still no response from my now comatose wife, just the dull thump of her boots.
"this will wake the bitch up" the manageress is shouting now,
She grabs an arm, pulls Maria onto her side, then stamps down hard on my wife's left breast nearest the ground crushing the remains of the adhesive nipple shield and then my wife's nipple itself into the tarmac surface. She stamps, this time deliberately crushing the end of my wife's naked tit under her heel, puts her full weight down and twists my wife's nipple into the car park floor, Maria can't open her eyes but her body jerks and she groans almost unconsciously as her nipple is flattened The manageress is on her again at the sound, pulling my wife up by the hair
"come to my pub like that again you tart and you won't have no face or tits"
She throws Maria down hard into the tarmac then punches her again sitting across her and using both her fists.
Finally she stops and stands up.
There's no sound at all from my wife, lying on her back, one leg slightly bent under her and completely naked, just the remains of her dressy fishnet tights trailing pathetically round one ankle. Her Halloween going out dress is nowhere to be seen, thrown away and probably now unwearable even if we washed it.
Her face is covered in cuts and bruises, dried blood caked around her nose which has thankfully now stopped bleeding but looks badly swollen and possibly broken. Both eyes blackened and half closed....I'm not sure how I'm going to get her home or whether I should just take her to hospital. I'm still in shock about what has happened and that my wife has been so badly beaten up.

Both women have their phones out now and are posing Maria, shamelessly, spreading her legs naked and laughing about posting intimate pictures on line and on the staff message board in the pub.
The blonde is talking
"your slut missus got what she deserves tonight" then laughs, "if you want a rematch anytime...that tart better get in training" and she presses a card in my hand with phone numbers written on the back. "call me, I'd like to beat the shit out of her again"
Both girls then get in the offroader, reverse out and drive away.
The car park is suddenly very quiet. No one has come out from the pub. I stand there for a long time thinking about the numbers the blonde had given me when I hear Maria cough and start to moan. She's barely conscious and I realise I still have to get us home.
I bend down and take a handful of my wife's hair lifting her head then one arm under her shoulders, Maria grunts again.....keeping one hand in her hair to hold her head up, I half drag half carry her naked and groaning slowly back across the car park to the car. I manage to get her inside laid across the back seat still naked. She faints again.
I throw a travel blanket over her to drive us home and get us in through the back door out of sight of the neighbours. My wife is still slipping in and out of consciousness her head on my shoulder moaning and dragging her feet as i get her down the hall into our bedroom, push open the bedroom door and finally into bed where she collapses again.
I clean up Maria's cuts and bruises, as best I can. Her nose is swollen but thankfully not broken after all so we dont need the hospital. Her trampled left breast blackened and bruised, the nipple slightly flattened on one side, but only noticeable in the bedroom and not split.
We talk about a rematch as I manage to bathe her eyes to open and gently dab her wounds with antiseptic and cottonwool my wife wincing at every touch,
"ooh, one at a time next time babes....and another little gasp...." both together were too much for me" then with a little smile "bet you filmed it all though..."
"I've got to get myself fitter".... "cant take both of them again not for a few weeks at least" I gently move the cotton wool to my wife's face, working it gently around her blakened eyes,
I say I've got their phone number for next time as soon as she feels up to it and that 'yes I did film of course' and we can watch the video of everything tomorrow in bed,
"that will be good baby, seeing your missus being trashed up bet you loved that"...good you filmed it though, i can't remember much, was all so fast... getting that bitch back next time, but i just need to sleep now babe. ..I'm just so totally fucked everywhere" then
squeezing her fingers around my hand and  giving a low moan
"can't even feel my tits...or anything down there" moving her hand over her belly to between her legs then giving a little gasp in pain "..."she just kept on kicking me, don't think we'll be able to fuck till Christmas at least babes"
Maria tries to laugh but is obviously hurting at the slightest touch. I don't even dare look at her private parts though I know there's a large area of bruising all around her vagina and down the inside of both her legs.
I start to say something about it just being a bit of bruising babes, but my wife's fingers slip out of my hand and I can tell by her breathing that she's thankfully fallen fast asleep....
I pick up my phone still sitting beside her on the bed and start to skim through looking for the blonde and her friends number....I get up, go to the next room and start to dial, already feeling strangely excited.
THE END
Magicman
Halloween destruction
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