Cage Fighter II
By A.J. Brown
In this sequel to "Cage Fighter", Heather from "Break" challenges Rita Rose


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"Why don't you bring Heather with us?" Bernie said to Mike.

It was tempting. Mike was fine spending as much time with Heather as possible.
She was the girl he had recently started dating and he was really into her.
She was 27-years-old and he was 28. She was hot and she was really into having
sex. And she had quite the serving mentality when it came to sex. She also
always called him names like 'babe', 'sweetie', and 'honey' which he always
liked a lot.

"Not sure if she'd be into cage fighting" Mike said.

"Just ask her," Bernie said and he was always in to helping his friend out
with girls. "Chicks like to be included even if they don't like what you're
doing. Trust me."

Mike had learned over the years that Bernie was worth trusting.

"Yeah, that sounds awesome, babe," Heather said when they were on the phone
and Mike asked her if she wanted to go. "I love cage fighting."

She was so cool and the more Mike got to know her the cooler she seemed. She
was very girly as her hair was always done nicely, she was always dressed very
well, and her feet were always very well taken care of even. She liked it when
Mike sucked on her feet during sex and he did not mind doing it for her. But
she was really cool too. She liked going out drinking, watching sports even
though she didn't know anything about the players, and she even liked going to
see the kind of movies he liked as opposed to chick flicks.

Heather sat next to Mike inside the stadium and the first cage fight was about
to start. Bernie sat on the other side of Mike and their other buddy Rick sat
on the other end of Bernie. She had a stylish black jacket on with a white
t-shirt underneath it. The t-shirt had a picture of a tiger or leopard on it
or something. She wore a tight pair of black jeans that showed how good her
legs and ass looked and a pair of black heels with no socks.

"You can tell these guys aren't as good as the ones you see on TV" she said as
she was watching the first fight, not looking too interested in it.

"They'll get better in the later matches" Mike said.

"And now for tonight's Main Event," the announcer said when it was time for
the final night of the night which everyone was excited for. "First entering
the ring is tonight's challenger. Weighing in at 160 pounds - Tamary
Stepnowski!"

"What?" Heather said as the strong Tamary made her way to the cage. "She's a
chick."

"You're observant" Mike said trying to tease her. She didn't laugh but she
looked like most of her attention was being given to looking at Tamary.

"And now entering the ring," the announcer said and everyone in there started
to get excited. "The reigning champion. Weighing 135 pounds - Rita Rose!"

Rita entered the cage and everyone in the audience was going wild. She was a
hot 23-year-old chick with long blond hair, an extremely pretty face, she
stood at 5'4, and had an amazingly athletic body. But when she was in the cage
she always had a mean look on her face that many admitted they found
frightening. She was very tough, did not mess around, and she had no problem
inflicting pain on her opponents. She was undefeated.

"25 pound weight difference?" Heather said like she was being critical.

"Only so many girls out there that do local cage fighting," Mike said and he
chuckled as he said it. "For the girls they don't even bother trying to match
up their weight. They figure if they're tough enough to get in the ring?"

"I just can't believe The Main Event is two girls," Heather said. "I was
hoping to see a good fight."

"Ha-ha-ha, trust me," Mike said and he rubbed her back a bit which he
sometimes did when he felt like he was about to get argumentative. "Rita Rose
is the best fighter you'll see tonight. She's undefeated and has never even
come close to losing. She's a tough chick."

Heather just kept looking at the girls in the ring like she wasn't impressed.
Mike chuckled. He knew how women were. They could never admit that another
girl was good at anything. Wanted all of the attention on them and not any
other females. Rita danced around in the ring a bit as they got prepared to
start. She looked so mean and bad-ass.

The bell rang and the match began. Right from the first second, Rita looked as
confident as anything but Tamary didn't look so of herself. Rita went right at
Tamary with no hesitation whatsoever. She punched her in the face couple of
times and then got her in a headlock.

She pushed Tamary right up against the cage and punched her in the face a
couple of more times. Tamary pushed her away from her and looked like she just
needed some breathing room. She stepped at Rita and swung at her but didn't
even come close to hitting her.

Tamary swung at Rita again and this time Rita blocked it. Rita countered with
two quick and powerful punches, the second one coming very close to knocking
Tamary over. Rita then got Tamary in a headlock with one arm and grabbed her
leg with the other. She took Tamary down so her back hit the mat hard.

Rita was on top of Tamary who tried to push her off of her but didn't have any
luck. Rita pinned down Tamary's shoulders with her knees and got to work. She
started punching Tamary in the face multiple times showing absolutely no mercy
as she did it. Tamary tried to defend herself but Rita was just too much for
her.

Rita punched her opponent in the face mercilessly with a look on her face like
she was totally trying to knock her out. Tamary was bigger than her and
probably stronger than her but like every other woman that got in the cage
with Rita, Tamary's skills didn't match hers. Knowing that the fight was over
and Tamary was in trouble the ref quickly pushed Rita off of her to stop the
fight.

"See how tough she is?" Mike said to Heather and he put his hand on her thigh.

"I could take her," Heather said and now Mike was getting a little bit annoyed
with her. "I take kickboxing and I've been doing it for a few years. She's not
that good."

"Um, OK," Mike said with an annoyed laugh and he looked at Bernie and Rick
like he wanted them to back him up but they just looked like they didn't want
to get involved. "Then why aren't you in the ring fighting."

"Because I do it for my own good, not for everyone else's entertainment" she
said without any hesitation.

"The winner," the announcer said as Rita stood in the center of the cage on
one side of the ref while Tamary stood on the other side of him looking like
she wasn't exactly sure where she was. "And still champion - Rita Rose!"

The mean look that was on Rita's face was totally gone and now she just had a
big smile on her face. Her smile was so beautiful and one would never have
thought of her as being as tough as she was just from looking at a casual
picture of her. Heather still looked very unimpressed.

"You see the way she beat the shit out of Stepnowski?" Mike said to Heather
deciding he wanted to continue making his case. "Come on, you gotta admit that
she is super tough."

"The girl she beat has no idea how to fight," Heather said and Mike kept
wishing his two buddies would jump in and help him make Heather realize how
wrong she was but they seemed to want to stay out of it. "And she doesn't
either. I'd kick her ass."

"Please" Mike said.

"I'll prove it to you" Heather said and then she started to stand up.

"Oh come on," Mike said. "What are you going to go down there and fight her
right now?"

"Nope," Heather said. "Admit that you believe I could take her or I'm going to
follow her out of the building and show you so you can see for yourself."

"She's a tough girl," Mike said and even though he thought this was getting
ridiculous he wasn't going to lie to her and tell her that she would win just
to appease her. "Hell, she could probably take me."

"I can take you too," Heather said and he couldn't believe she said that.
"That doesn't mean anything."

5'10, 190 pounds. That was Mike's height and weight. It was hard to tell how
tall Heather was because she wore heels a lot but he guessed without the heels
that she was probably 5'5 without the heels. She wasn't a totally small girl
but she couldn't have weight more than 130 or 135. And there right in front of
his friends she was telling him that she could take him in a fight. He briefly
turned to look at Bernie and Rick who both had smirks on their faces because
of Heather's comment. Mike wasn't going to bother arguing on whether he could
take her or not. He figured that debate might get him a little angry.

"You can't take her" he said.

"Alright, let's go then" she said and she started to walk away from her seat
while Mike saw that Rita had already left the ring. He could tell Heather was
getting annoyed because she normally called him 'babe' or 'sweetie' every
other sentence and now she wasn't doing it.

"Go where?" he said as he stood up and she seemed like she was barely even
waiting for him.

"We're going to go find her in the parking lot so I can go kick her ass" she
said and Mike would have liked to think that she was joking by this point but
he knew her well enough where it didn't seem like she was.

"How are you even going to find her?" he said as he followed and now Bernie
and Rick followed too.

"Don't worry, I'll find her" she said.

They walked up the stairs out into the main area and Mike just figured he'd go
along with it. If she actually thought she was going to meet the toughest
chick in the area in a parking lot and go fight her then she was much crazier
than he realized. Luckily he was sure that there was no way she'd actually
find out where she was. He was fairly certain they made sure the fighters
didn't have fans bothering them after the fights whether if it was for
autographs or stubborn chicks that wanted to fight them for stupid reasons.

"Hey baby," Heather said with a flirting tone to a security guard they walked
by and she grabbed his bicep. "Damn, you have nice arms."

It definitely made Mike feel jealous to hear her talking to another guy like
that because that was normally how she talked to him. Only now she was saying
it to a guy that had at least forty more pounds of muscle than he did. Mike
had a feeling, though, that girls probably hit on him a lot with the intention
of getting something out of it and this guy wasn't to fall for it.

"Thanks" he said and by the way he said it Mike could tell that he was going
to fall for it.

"You look natural too," she said as she squeezed his bicep again. "Rare to see
in guys these days."

"All natural" he said with a proud smirk and he flexed his bicep a little.

"You like the fights?" she said.

"Great fights," he said back. "Rita Rose looks unstoppable."

"Yeah, tell me about it," Heather said and Mike realized what a good liar she
could be. "I think she's awesome. So good to see a woman doing so well at a
sport that a lot of people think only men are good at. I'd love to get her
autograph. Any idea where I can find her?" Her lying was starting to sicken
Mike a bit. She was good at it, though.

"Heh-heh," the guy chuckled and Mike figured this was the part where he denied
her. "Sure. There's an alley on the west side of the building. Kind of dark so
most people stay away from there. So Rita likes to sneak out there just to
avoid everyone. Can't tell you how long you'll be waiting either. Sometimes
she leaves immediately after the fight and sometimes she hangs out for over an
hour. Can't promise you'll sign the autograph for you either. She thinks she's
better than everyone."

"Well I have a way with people, sweetie," she said and then she reached in and
gave the guy a kiss on a cheek which Mike didn't like at all. "I bet you I'll
get that autograph. Thanks. Come on guys. Let's go."

She grabbed Mike by the hand and started to lead him in the direction the
guard told them to go to. Realizing that this was becoming real he started to
get worried. It didn't make things any better when he turned around to see
Bernie and Rick weren't following them. They didn't look so amused anymore.

"Come on guys" he said to them rather nervously.

"We're good," Bernie said. "We gotta get going. Good luck getting that
autograph."

"Come on," Heather said to Mike and she squeezed his hand harder. "Don't worry
about them."

Mike felt himself getting nervous as they walked. He just thought about
Heather meeting up with Rita in some alley and fighting her. Rita was going to
destroy her and then what was Mike supposed to do? Heather was his date. Was
he going to have to try and pull Rita off of her or something? He didn't want
to be fighting Rita. He was very afraid of that idea.

Mike and Heather stood in the alley near the only door to the building that
Rita could have been coming out of. It wasn't as narrow as Mike pictured it
being and not as dark either. But there was still no one around and it was not
a place he wanted to be hanging out with his date especially knowing who was
going to be coming out. He tried not to look nervous. Heather was leaning
against a wall smoking a cigarette that she had bummed off some other guy
after they talked to the security guard. The last time he saw her smoke was on
their first date. Even though she didn't look nervous on their first date or
just then, he got the feeling that smoking might be something she did when she
was nervous. He thought she definitely should be nervous right then. She
flicked the cigarette and Mike was about to suggest they leave. But then the
door opened.

"Yeah you know that asshole will try to fuck somebody over," Rita said to this
guy she was walking with that was even bigger than the security guard that
told them where to go. "That's why I'm not dealing with him."

Heather and Mike looked right at Rita and the guy as they walked out of the
building. Rita had to know that people were there but she was sure to not look
at them at all like they weren't there. The huge smile on her face looked so
arrogant. She looked like one of those women that went out thinking she was
better than everyone. He was sure that the fact that she could beat most
people up just made her head even bigger. Mike was extremely glad that she had
a guard with her, though. That should make sure this fight didn't happen.

"Hey wimp" Heather said. Rita just kept on walking not paying any attention to
her. Rita and the guy now had their backs to Heather and Mike and were walking
away. Mike wanted them to just keep on walking. It was perfect.

"That guy stunk so bad too," Rita said to the guy she was with and she was
speaking very loudly which made Mike able to hear her clearly. "I don't know
why I didn't tell him that he stunk. I would have been doing him a favor." She
had on a tan long sleeved shirt and a tight pair of dark jeans.

"What are you going to walk away from me, wimp?" Heather said loudly. "You're
going to let me talk to you like that and not do anything about it? You really
are a wuss."

Heather was making a complete fool of herself and Mike was glad that Bernie
and Rick decided not to join them. He figured Rita and the big guy would just
keep on walking but Rita then stopped in her tracks. Mike felt himself start
to get nervous. He hoped that Rita would keep walking but she turned around
and looked at Heather with an annoyed smile.

"What did you just call me?" Rita said and she took a step towards Heather.

"Come on, what the hell are you doing?" the big guy said and he grabbed Rita's
arm. "It's just another jealous fan trying to get attention. Keep on walking."
Rita looked at Heather like she was considering keeping it going but then she
turned around and started to walk away again.

"Wow, the tough cage fighter needs her bodyguard to walk her to her car,"
Heather said and Mike wished she would shut-up. "You only fight with the
safety of a referee in a ring and you walk around with a bodyguard that rest
of the time. You really are a phony."

Rita stopped in her tracks again but this time she turned around and started
walking towards Heather like she was ready to fight. When Rita was walking
into the ring with her angry, frightening look on her face she looked kind of
scary but it almost looked like the look was for show. The look on her face
now didn't look quite as frightening but she looked more genuinely pissed off.

"What the fuck did you just call me?" Rita said and the big guy followed after
her.

"Are you deaf, I called you a phony" Heather said not backing off at all.
"Acting like you're so tough and you're walking around with a fucking
bodyguard. It's pathetic."

"Just ignore her," the big guy said and he tried to grab Rita's arm but she
pulled it away before he could get his hand on it. "Forget about her."

"Kyle, back off!" Rita said as she walked closer to Heather. "This so-called
bodyguard is here in case I have a dozen horny guys waiting out here for me.
Certainly not for some jealous bitch like you, I can tell you that much.
Doesn't look like you're alone either."

"You think he's protecting me from anything?" Heather said and Mike didn't
really appreciate that comment. "He's just here to watch me kick your ass if
you have the guts."

"You're fucking nuts," Rita said and she rolled up her sleeves then put her in
a ponytail behind her head. "You want to get fucked up?"

"Rita, don't waste your time with her" Kyle said and Mike just wished she
listen.

"Kyle, I told you to back off!" Rita said to him sternly and it looked like it
wasn't the first time she had reprimanded him.

"Fine," he said looking embarrassed that he was talked to like that by a girl
so he quickly looked at Heather. "You're about to make the biggest mistake of
your life."

"Well maybe she's not," Rita said with a bullying look on her face and then
she shoved Heather. "Maybe she's tough. You tough, huh?"

Rita shoved Heather again and almost knocked her on the ground. She just
looked so much tougher than Heather did. Heather then threw a punch that was
quicker and stronger than any punch Mike had seen a female throw in the cage.
The reason he was so sure it was a better punch than any one he'd seen from a
woman in the cage was because it hit Rita in the jaw and then something
happened that Mike had never seen in the cage before - the punch hit knocked
Rita to the ground.

Mike watched as Rita dropped and her face landed on the pavement. He looked
shocked and even Kyle looked shocked. Heather kicked off the heels she was
wearing so she was barefoot and she looked like she was just getting going.
Kyle looked at Heather and Mike didn't see this fight lasting any longer.

"Alright enough," Kyle said to Heather as he moved towards her and Heather did
look a bit afraid of the big, muscular guy. "Get the fuck out of here before I
realize how fucking pissed off I am." Rita was now on her feet and she looked
angry and scary as she walked towards Heather and Kyle.

"Kyle, back off!" Rita said sternly and she was giving Heather a death stare.
"Back off, I'll take care of her."

"Enough of this," he said and he grabbed her arm again. "Don't waste your time
with her, just?"

"Kyle, shut the fuck up!" Rita said loudly and sternly and she roughly pulled
her arm away from him. "Back off and watch me kick this bitch's ass. I don't
care what happens, if you get involved in this again I'm going to send you
home and you're never going to work for me again. Now back off!"

Kyle took a deep breath but then backed off just like she said. Mike didn't
think any of them doubted that Kyle could break her in half but she was his
boss. Mike found it funny who the person with the money always ended up being
the one with the most control. But none of that mattered with Rita and
Heather. They were just two arrogant women both out to prove that they were
better than the other.

Rita put up her hands and she looked like she was taking Heather a lot more
seriously than she was initially. Heather raised her fists and both of the
girls looked like they were waiting for the right shot to open up. But just
like she normally did in the cage, Rita started out as the aggressor.

Rita lifted her leg to throw a kick at Heather's leg but Heather checked
Rita's shin with her foot before she could get the kick off. Rita then threw a
punch at Heather's face which Heather blocked. Rita threw to more punches at
Heather's head that Heather also blocked.

Heather punched Rita in the face and this time it didn't knock her down but it
definitely looked like it hurt her. Rita threw three more quick punches at
Heather's head. Heather backed away from the first punch which just grazed her
face and then she blocked the next two. Heather punched Rita in the stomach,
threw another punch at Rita's face that Rita blocked, and then connected on
her next punch to the face. Rita got a look on her face like she was reluctant
to throw another punch. It was at that point that Mike realized that Heather
was the better fighter of the two.

Heather then grabbed Rita and started pushing her backwards. Rita tried to
plant her feet but Heather pushed aggressively and Rita could barely keep her
balance. Kyle watched like he wasn't sure if he should jump in despite Rita
sternly warning him not to. Heather pushed Rita right up against the wall.

She punched Rita in the stomach again and Rita immediately grabbed her stomach
in pain while letting out a bit of a groan. Heather punched Rita in the face.
Heather threw another punch at Rita's face that she tried to block but at that
point she was weakened enough where Heather punched right through the block
and connected anyway.

Heather then took two steps back like she was giving Rita once last chance and
she actually motioned with her hands for Rita to step to her. Rita took a few
deep breaths through her nose and looked like she was trying her best to stay
confident. She stepped towards Heather and Mike noticed blood on Rita's face.

Rita went at Heather and threw a punch at her head which Heather ducked out of
the way of. Rita tried to kick Heather in the thigh but Heather kicked Rita in
the shin before she could get close. Rita hopped on one leg a couple of times
clearly in pain from the kick. That was when Heather unloaded.

Heather punched Rita in the face twice and with Rita's shin in pain and her
having trouble keeping her balance she couldn't even come close to blocking
them. She looked weakened and like she wasn't in a position to defend herself
anymore. Heather then kicked her right in the stomach.

Rita dropped right to her knees and the noises that she made as she attempted
to breathe were disturbing. She held her stomach with one hand and had her
other hand on the ground. She was looking right at the ground and she spit.
Her whole body was wide open for whatever Heather wanted to do. Heather bent
down and punched her in the forehead a couple of times. Kyle looked like he
was ready to jump in the second Rita said the word.

"Alright, enough!" Rita said when she finally got enough breath where she
could talk. "I'm done."

"You give up?" Heather said and even though he had just witnessed the beating
he still couldn't believe that he was watching Rita Rose give up. She had
pummeled so many women in the ring and now she was on her knees submitting to
the girl he was dating.

"I just fucking said I did!" Rita said and Mike could tell that the arrogant
fighter couldn't stand that she was giving up to another woman.

"Lick my feet" Heather said and then she lifted her leg and put her bare foot
right in front of Rita's face.

"Fuck you, I'm not a fucking dog!" Rita said and it sounded like just saying
that look a lot of her energy.

"Lick them or I'm going to beat you up some more" Heather said.

"OK, enough!" Kyle said and he walked over to step in. "She said she gives up
so get lost."

He grabbed Heather by the shoulders and now Mike was worried. This guy was way
bigger than Heather and Mike knew he couldn't protect Heather from him. Kyle
started pushing Heather backwards and she couldn't stop him. He pushed her
right up against a wall. Heather grabbed his shoulders back then brought her
knee right into his nuts.

He let go immediately and looked like he was about ready to fall. Heather
kneed him in the nuts again and the large man dropped hard. He held his nuts
lying on his side with a look on his face like he didn't know what was going
on. Heather now stood above two tough people who she had both hurt very badly.
Mike just wanted to run away but he was afraid to even do that. He couldn't
just leave Heather there. What if she chased him and caught him? Even if she
got away she knew where he lived. Why did he ever take her to his house? Why
didn't he spend more time getting to know her before he let his horniness lead
him to make a very bad decision?

"Come on, lick my feet," Heather then said as she yanked Rita's hair and put
her bare foot back in front of her face. "Lick!"

"Fine I'll lick them, you fucking psycho!" Rita said and she sounded like she
was about to cry.

Mike watched as Rita actually started to do it. He could not believe he was
witnessing that. He had sucked on Heather's feet when they were having sex
before but he could not imagine what it would be like to get beaten up by
someone and then have to lick their feet that were probably dirty from the
ground just to avoid more of a beating. It was beyond degrading and he felt
extremely disturbed that he was witnessing it. He didn't want to watch it any
longer but he was too afraid to tell Heather to stop and he found that as much
as he wanted to, he could not look away.

"Lick the other one now," Heather said as she put her other foot in front of
Rita's face and she licked it like she was told. "Get between my toes this
time too. Mike, this feels pretty good, babe. Will you do this for me later?"

He didn't answer and it didn't seem like Heather was really expected an answer
anyway. She just looked down at Rita looking proud of what she had done. Kyle
still lay on the ground holding his nuts and the guy was definitely hurting.
Rita licked her feet some more and she Mike noticed she was crying. It just
made it that much more disturbing for him to watch.

"I can't fucking do this anymore!" Rita said and she stopped on her own. "You
fucking won, OK? Will you just leave me alone?" Heather bent down, grabbed
Rita's hair, and forced her to look her in the eyes.

"Are you a wuss?" Heather said to her and she gave her a look like she better
agree.

"Whatever you say!" Rita said, and the champion cage fighter started crying
more.

"Not whatever I say," Heather said impatiently and she yanked her hair harder.
"Are you a wuss?"

"Yes, I'm a wuss!" Rita said.

"Are you a phony?" Heather said.

"Yes, I'm a fucking phony!" Rita said and Mike wasn't sure he ever saw someone
so upset. "You're right about everything, I'm a fucking phony."

"That's right you are," Heather said and she pushed her head away. "Remember
that next time you're fighting in the cage and you have all of those eyes on
you of people like my man over here that actually think you're tough."

Heather walked away from Rita then brought her foot down on Kyle's hip with a
good kick to make sure he didn't get up. She then brushed her hair out of her
face and put her shoes back on. She walked over towards Mike and he was
afraid. He had doubted her and teased her about how she had no chance against
Rita. Now what she proved how wrong he was, was she going to punish him for
it.

"Come on, sweetie," she said and she took his hand then gave him a kiss. "Time
to drive me home."

She held his hand and they started to walk away. He looked back at Rita and
Kyle who were both down in the same positions they were and didn't look like
they were getting up any time soon. He didn't look too long because he didn't
want to piss Heather off. He was afraid about doing anything to piss her off
ever again. Now he had to drive her home. He didn't want to get in the car
with her. But he had no choice but to get in the car with her.

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