Battle for Respect
By Aron
Faye vs. Cree


On the planet of Amazonia Terra, the search for a queen is decided by a
tournament of the planets best wrestler. Now with the recent death of Queen
Akari. Many warriors come to the capitol to battle for the right and honor to
be the next queen. This is an exhibition match between two sister for the
south tribe of Gohia. Cree believes her sister is to young to fight in such a
tournament, so in order to prove her worth Faye has challenged Cree to a one
on one, Battle for Respect until one of them is ko. The rules are simple,
there are no pinfalls or submission. Each fighter must fight for the fixed
amount of time or in this case tko. The setting chosen for this match is the
steel cage.

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The tribe raged and roared around the cage, each waiting for this fight to
begin. Maya, the chief of this tribe and the mother of the two fighters sat in
the center a balcony over looking the crowd and the ring. He eyes filled with
a mixture of worry and bloodlust. She loved both her daughters equally and
didn't wish to see them hurt. However, even the mother in her couldn't avoid
wanting to see the two wrestlers go at it.

"GONG!" the bell rang signaling the wrestlers were ready. First, to leave her
tent was Cree. The eldest and favorite in this match. She was 5'9" and 135
lbs. Her long-raven hair was put into and ponytail that flowed along her back.
She wore a black thong and calf high boots to match. Out of the two her breast
were the biggest and fullest. She bowed to her mother and looked toward the
other side of the cage. Towards the other tent, in her mind praying her sister
would give up this notion. "I do not wish to hurt you sister," she thought to
herself, "but in order to protect you, I must."

However, her prays went unanswered as her sister exited the tent. Faye looked
towards her sister with determined eyes. She reliantly turned to bow to her
mother. Faye was the youngest of the two. Her auburn hair, laid upon her
shoulders. She was one inch smaller then her sister at 5'8" but both girls
weighted the same. However, Faye had a little more muscles in her legs then
Cree. Though her breast, were small and humble, they were able to compete with
her sisters.

Both woman moves towards the ring, each with her own purpose in mind. Cree to
keep her sister out of a tournament she was not ready for. Then Faye, to prove
she wasn't a little girl anymore. "If you leave now," Cree told her sister as
they entered the cage, "you will not be hurt." "But," Faye answered back, "I
would not have proven my worth either. Either way, I cant afford to give up
and walk away. The door slammed shut behind them . Cree knew it was to late
and the crowd rose to their feet, screaming for blood.

Faye put her hands up challenging her sister to a test of strength. Cree
accepted and the two tried to push the other down. The stained as their bodies
were pushed together, it was Faye the gave first and Cree saw her chance to
attack. With lighting speed, she launched a power kick to her sisters crotch,
Faye let out a low cry as she covered up her cunt.

Not giving her sister time to recover, Cree moves behind her sister and puts
her head under Faye's arm lifting her up, and dropping her wounded private on
her knee for a powerful atomic drop. Faye could even scream, she just looked
at her sister as Cree lifted her legs up and pounded away at her pussy with
her boot. " I warned you sister, you are not ready, now I must beat it into
you." Cree said as she moved to her sister's face.

She lifted her sister by her hair and throw her into the cage, nearby. The
cage rattled as Faye's body crashed into it. She fell back into her sister's
waiting arms and into a full nelson. Cree held her sister there for a moment,
carrying her like that for the crowd to see. "You see sister, you are not
ready." she said into Faye's ear, "This is for your own good." while still
maintaining the hold, Cree lifts her sister into the air and drops to the
ground, driving Faye's lower spine to the ground.

She still had the hold on her sister, she could feel the moisture, building up
in her legs. This happened to Cree a lot when she fought, but it was always
strong when she fought her sister in private. Now, it was like a waterfall;
all the people around her screaming for blood, cheering her domination over
her weaker sister. The same sister who looked up to and love her more then
anyone in the world. Cree dropped the hold and let her sister fall to the
ground.

Cree then rolls Faye on her back and reaches under her arm to her head,
leaning back. Faye silently cried as the Carmel clutch, stretched her back.
The pain the was unbearable, she wished to quit, but she would let herself.
She knew their was a way out of this, there had to be, but her brain was to
focused on the pain. Finally her sister let up and stood, Faye laying on the
ground between her legs. Cree was breathing a little heavier, not cause of the
match, but the lust she had now. The complete carnal lust she had in the
match. She had never looked at her sister the way she did now. She wanted to
prolong the match, to enjoy the cheer of the crowd and the domination over her
sister. With one hand she dragged her sister by her hair to the corner of the
cage and raised her up.

Faye was always attractive, but with the sweat covering her body, the
submissive yet defining look on her face, Cree wanted that look to vanish.
Cree pounded and pounded at her sister's gut, taking whatever air her sister
had from her. "How dare she" Cree thought to herself, "How dare this weakling
enter the ring with me, I will show her pain, I will own her." This was no
longer a match to protect her sister, for Cree, but a match to own her.

Faye was on the verge of losing conciseness, but each punch, painfully brought
her back. Faye knew she would never beat her sister, but still enter this
fight anyway, hoping to at least earn her sister's respect. To earn the right
to been seen as a woman in her older sister's eyes. But even she could see
that it was hopeless, but she still refuse to give in. Faye slowly braced for
each attack, allowing her body to get use to the pain of the punches, and when
she was ready, she delivered a sharp knee to the cunt of a shocked Cree.

A shocked Cree fell to her knees as Faye to fell to the ground. Taking in as
much air as she could. Cree looked at her sister, supported by the cage.
"Where did that come from?" she asked herself. This attack only enraged Cree
as she rose to her feet, Faye was trying to do the same but wasn't going that
far. As Faye, had finally made it to her feet only to be knocked back down by
the heel of her sister's boot.

There was a new fire, in Cree's eyes, as she looked down at her sister trying
to get up, a fury burned within her. She didn't prove that she could totally
destroy her sister, she wanted to own her sister. There she was beaten and
battered and still trying to raise. Cree grabbed her sister by the hair and
spun her face first into the cage.

Before Faye could fall, Cree was behind her, grinding her face into the cage.
A smile of malice was on her face. The crowd loved it, as blood started to
pour from her sister's face and chest. Cree soon started launching punches to
her sister's gut, lower back, whatever she was aiming at. Faye grinded her
teeth thou the pain, she was not going to cry or scream, she was going prove
her womanhood.

As Cree went back for another punch, Faye pushed off the cage with all her
might, the back of her head rammed into Cree's nose and broke it. Both Faye
and Cree were on the ground. The crowd was stunned, not as much as Cree. No
one had ever made Cree bleed, she was the best in the tribe. This was a match
of first, cause no one had ever seen Cree fight like she was now. Still dazed
from the hit, Cree sat up and crawled to her sister, both women on their
knees. Cree shook away her daze only to be clocked by a right hook to the jaw.

Cree fell to the ground and Faye straddled her. Faye sent a barrage of fist
raining down on Cree. They started off weak but with grew stronger and
stronger. Suddenly, half of the crowd was screaming her name. The cheers and
roars of her tribe mates gave her the strength she needed. Faye slowly rose to
her feet. Her sister dazed and lost on the ground. Faye dragged Cree up by her
hair and picked her up as if se was going for a body slam; but first she
crashed her sister back in to the steel wall. She did this four times, before
slamming her to the ground.

Both women breathe heavily, Cree now cause of her bust nose, and Faye cause of
the abuse she had taken before. Faye saw that her sister was still out of it,
so she climbed up to her feet. She dragged her sister to the center of the
cage. There was no roof on the cage, and what she had planned was risky but
she had to do it. Faye started to climb the cage, till she was at the top.
Balancing herself she looked at her sister, still on the ground.

With no fear in her mind, she back flipped off the cage. However, realizing
what was going on, Cree moved and her sister landed hard on the floor of the
cage. The fall had taken whatever, Faye had left out of her. Her nose was
busted and she couldn't move her body, the pain was too grand. She tried not
to cry, but the tears just came out, Cree saw this.

Suddenly, the rage in her dead out, she remember why she was in this fight to
proven her sister wasn't ready. As Cree touched to tip of her nose, the pain
told her something different, Cree rose to her feet and moved towards Faye.
Faye just closed her eyes as her sister picked her up by her arm and put her
in the sitting position. Cree closed her eyes as she place her sister in a
sleeper hold. The member of the tribes scream, so for Faye and some for Cree.
But it was too late, Faye was losing it, yet , as she was going out, she heard
a the voice of her sister whisper in her ear, " You have won today, you have
proven you are not weak, but you are still not ready, in time you will be. In
time you will be better then me. Remember this day, Remember your victory. You
have earned it." Faye smiled as she went fell into a peaceful sleep.

The gates were opened and people crowded and awed, but all was hushed as Cree
refused to let anyone take her sister. She lifted her sister into her arms and
carried her out of the cage, herself. She carried Faye to her tent and laid
her down on the bed. Cree laid beside her sister and kissed her first on the
cheek, then reluctantly on the lips. She moved on top of Faye, not to rape her
sleeping sister, but to feel her body against hers again. This time not as
foes, or older sister and little sister, but as equals.

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It is now one week, away from the tournament to choose a new queen, Cree has a
lot of training to do. However, she is not the only wrestler hoping to win the
crown. However, before introduce the other wrestlers in the next story I need
a hand, I can't decide what kind of match it should be, so I decide to let the
readers make that choice for me, I cant help it I'm lazy.

Will the next match be

A).....Barbed wire's match

B)......I Quit match

C)......TLC (Tables, Ladders, and Chains) match

Or D).......Bullrope match

I let the readers decide and please send all votes To Atc291@aol.com , Voting
ends in four weeks and comment ands suggestions are welcomed.