Cowgirl vs. Ninjette

”Crazy!”

Knee to the gut.

”Fucking!”

And another.

”Bitch!”

One more for the road.

Laying into Belle like this was immensely satisfying, a balm for the soul. Kozue wasn’t quite sure why. Maybe it was the sounds she made with each hit, or the way her body folded with the impacts, or even the bounce that came from her tits after every strike. All of it made the experience worthwhile.

But it was not to last.

Kozue’s ponytail practically begged to grabbed, so she was surprised it had taken this long for someone to do it. She yelped as the pain shot through her scalp, with another yelp as she was hauled off the ground, landing hard with Belle on top.

Kozue didn’t go easy, though. She threw a bunch of quick punches at Belle’s face, trying to smack her as much as possible to keep her from doing whatever crazy-ass thing she had in mind.

Belle wasn't simply content to just drop like a tree on top of Kozue. Once they tumbled, she let go of Kiozue and when they fell to the ground, began slinging her own fists at Kozue's face. Grunting as their bodies jostled together while their fists flew, there was still a gleam in Belle's eye, the one that was open while the other closed to avoid direct punches to the eye. Between winces there was still a grin on her face.

She was sure she had the advantage right now, but trading blows like this wasn't going to earn anyone any respite. After a particularly harsh smack against her cheek, Belle pulled her head back and snapped it forward, hoping to still Kozue with a rather mean headbutt.

Kozue was going down. That was a fact. She could accept that, for the moment, Belle had the advantage on her.

But that didn’t mean she had to go down quietly. There were precious few things in life that she did quietly, and fighting would never be one of them.

Kozue kept punching and punching as Belle wrestled her to the ground, knowing full well this was where some problems would come in. Kozue did her best work in a ring, a wrestling ring, where they were currently very far from. Belle was bigger. Belle was stronger. Her punches hit harder, and while Kozue could throw them fast, she wasn’t doing it fast enough to make up the difference. Her determination to knock the smile off Belle’s face could get her far, but only so far, until…

”Guh!” The headbutt was enough to sufficiently rock Kozue’s world, and she wound up flat on her back underneath Belle, scrunching her face up hard as the pain coursed through it. Should’ve seen it coming. This was a woman who liked to hit you with her thick skull.

"Uuuhhh...."

The headbutt hadn't exactly been the best thing for Belle to do. Her own head throbbed as her face hovered close to Kozue's. A hot groaning sigh escaped her lips as she pushed her hand forward to try and pin Kozue's head tot he ground. She lifted her own head up and balled her free hand into a fist.

"Lookit us." Belle huffed, a bit of a hum to her growl, a gleam still in her eye. "Coupla gals havin some fun." Belle then aimed her fist down at Kozue's head as hard as she could.

Shit, this was going bad in a hurry. Kozue was putting up as much of a fight as she reasonably could, but from this position her options were limited. She needed to squirm out from under Belle, get back to her feet, use her speed to stay ahead.

If that rapidly incoming haymaker was any indication, though, it would be far easier said than done.

Belle’s blow cracked Kozue across the jaw, jerking her head to the side and busting her lip, right on the spot. It wasn’t enough to knock her out or anything close to that - she’d taken worse and kept going - but it was pushing the tide in the cowgirl’s favor, and it would be tough catching up from this point.

Not that this fact would stop Kozue from talking shit. Nothing could do that. ”That as hard as you can throw, bitch?” She growled, struggling to push the hand on her face away. ”Go harder, come on!”

Belle grinned at Kozue's defiance. "C'mon, now. I don't wanna hurt that purdy face a yers too badly." Belle chirped. She pressed harder against Kozue's face and leaned forward, putting weight on the ninja girl. She kissed Kozue's cheek. "MMmwah!" Belle then pulled her fist back, pushing with the hand that pinned Kozue's head down so she could get room to throw another hard punch down at Kozue's face again.

Kozue shivered when Belle’s lips touched her skin. She wasn’t quite sure why she had that exact response. Probably some deep psychological reason. Femie could pick her apart later.

For now, though, it served a clear purpose: it lit a fire under Kozue’s ass, woke her right up, and she used that regained energy to its full effect.

As Belle reared back for the punch, Kozue gripped the arm against her face with one hand, getting a tight grip on the wrist. She put her other arm to good use as well, by throwing a quick punch to the inside of the cowgirl’s elbow with one hand, then swinging it upwards to chop her right in the neck. Not a devastating offensive maneuver by any stretch, but she was just hoping it could give her some much needed breathing room.

Belle wasn't going to stop punching just because Kozue had her arm. However, the sharp punch to her elbow was enough to off set her and make her take a moment to regain her balance and straighten out her arm. It also left her open for the strike to the throat and when it drove into her, Belle's eyes bulged, widening as she sucked in a hoarse, coughing breath.

"Huuuuuuuhhh!"

Belle drooped to the side of Kozue. One hand pressed against her throat while the other dug her fingers into the grass to hold her up. She was still straddling Kozue but was far more preoccupied at the moment as she tried to swallow and breath.

First step was getting Belle distracted.

Kozue’d made some good progress on that. The cowgirl was reeling from her blows, trying to get some air properly flowing through her throat again, maintaining her balance. That meant her arms weren’t being use to hold her down anymore. Freedom.

Second step was escaping.

Kozue pushed her way out of the larger woman, squeezing free and pushing Belle farther to her side. The wet grass made it easy. And muddier. Getting wet all over her back, now.

Third step was making Belle hurt.

With Belle on her side, Kozue tried to crawl over her, laying perpendicular on top of the cowgirl. From there, it was just a simple matter of ramming her knee in Belle’s stomach.

Again. Again. Again.

Belle grunted as she rolled to the side, still holding onto her throat it starting to stir. She wheezed as Kozue pushed on top of her. At the weight of Kozue's lithe body across her bigger form, Belle heaved an arm over her. When the knees came, however, Belle's eyes widened and sharp, painful breaths came from her open mouth.

"Baaah!"

"Hnnnnnngh!"

"Hnnngh!"

Belle turned her body to try and dampen the impact of the hard knees to her stomach, her back getting slopped with mud. Her free hand, fingers grimy from just a few moments before, brought it up and pushed against Kozue's face. "Git... off..." Belle huffed underneath the Ninjette.