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Once And For All
Christine stopped the Jeep at the end of the long dirt road that led to the beach house. As the engine died, she could feel the silence, broken only by the sound of the waves lapping the beach below. She knew this was perfect for what she had come here for.
Getting out, Christine reached behind and unclipped her spandex biking top, sliding it off her full breasts and placing it on the seat. Running her hands across her bared breasts, she sighed. Christine began slowly walking towards the cottage, her gorgeous ass covered in a pair of tight spandex biking shorts. Her booted feet followed the mental directions, leading her around the side and on out to the deck on the back of the beach house.
Stopping, the busty brunette saw her long-time rival Danielle was waiting. The gorgeous blonde was clad in a pair of cut off jean shorts and a front-tied bikini top. The white straps gave perfect accent to her jutting breasts and the tight black leather gloves encasing the blonde's clenched fists.
"Well slut, here I am", hissed Danielle, "Waiting just like I said I would be!"
Christine glared, "And here I am, bitch, so let's get started so I can finish you off once and for all!"
Danielle moved out towards the middle of the deck, untying her top, watching as Christine also moved with her. Both stopped and stared.
"Such a quaint term- 'finish you off once and for all'. What's the matter cxnt, can't bring yourself to say 'kill'?" spat Danielle. Smiling, the blonde casually dropped her bikini top behind her, and said, "Well I can. It's going to be a pleasure killing you, bitch!"
Christine, her anger growing, growled as she raised her black leather gloved fists, "You're nothing but a gutter-mouthed blonde bimbo, Danni. Killing you will be like putting a dumb animal out of it's misery!"
The women circled, fists raised.
- Past prologue
Christine and Danielle have been fighting each other for what seems to them to be forever. Childhood playground battles grew into high school wars behind the gym. Short-lived slapping and wrestling fights over boys and clothes escalated into longer fist fights and brutal knockouts over men and who was sexier. By the time Christine graduated college last year, their fights had become challenge matches in lonely out-of-the-way locations, with the winner coming closer and closer to beating the loser to death.
Six months previous to today's combat, a desert battle had the blonde finally pinning her brunette rival against the side of Christine's car with her arms in the windows. Danni thoroughly pummeled every delicious inch of Christine's body with her fists, elbows, knees, and boots. Danielle, herself battered, bruised, sweating and topless, beat the dark-haired woman senseless, stripped her, then beat Christine some more. The last thing Christine remembered was Danni holding her head up by her bangs, telling her the next time they fought the blonde would kill her. Danielle then punched Christine cold, and continued to pound her fists into the brunette until she orgasmed.
The challenge for today's battle came from Christine as the two women were in the bathroom at the office where they both worked. She had been training fiercely for months, and had honed her fighting skills to a lethal edge. Christine stated that she wanted to "end their rivalry once and for all". Danielle, also in peak condition awaiting just such a challenge, smiled and coyly reminded the saucy brunette of her knockout-punch promise from their last fight. Christine also smiled, and replied that this time the blonde was going to be begging for her life. Danielle accepted the challenge, and told the brunette to meet her after work at a beach house her uncle owned. He was out of the country for the summer and they would be able to have the privacy they both wanted.
Unbeknownst to Christine, Danielle had long planned to turn their final meeting from a fight into a beating. She knew that eventually Christine would come after her. The blonde knew this because, if the tables had been turned, she would have done exactly the same thing. Danni had no intention of letting training, fighting skills, or even a chance lucky punch deny her the pleasure of finally killing her hated rival, so she had prepared. Her black leather fighting gloves were specially modified with thin but dense metal strips on the knuckles. Her calf high boots had steel inserts hidden under the fine leather toes. No matter how good Christine thought she was, the advantage Danielle would gain from the start would allow her to later abandon her toys. Then the blonde could finally, slowly, and delightfully beat Christine first helpless, then unconscious, and finally, after Danni was thoroughly satisfied, dead.
- Present
The women circled, fists raised.
Christine swung the first blow, which her blonde adversary blocked easily. Danni's return punch was also stopped short of its intended target, and for the first few minutes, the two evenly matched females thrust and parried with their fists, knees and feet. The sounds of booted heels on the wooden deck mixed with grunts from the exertions of their attacks.
The brunette faked a cxnt attack, and was finally able to slam two quick right jabs in to Danni's lips. The blonde's head snapped back in quick succession, but she was able to block the left cross that Christine followed up with. The dark-haired woman was faster to the mark, however. Her knee slammed hard and straight into the junction of Danni's legs. The hard bone of Christine's kneecap cracked into her rival's pubic bone, and the brunette beauty wasted no time taking advantage of Danni as she froze in agony.
Right cross, left cross, right cross, left cross, followed by a tremendous right fist that drilled in to the blonde's navel. Danni bent over, and her opponent didn't fail to capitalize.
Christine's blistering right uppercut, propelled by all of her power and the years of hatred for the blonde, ripped into Danni's jaw like a rifle shot. The blonde was lifted off the ground by the blow. Christine watched as her right arm completed the follow through as her light-haired enemy's head was smashed skywards. That same head lead her voluptuous body to smash on her back on the deck with a loud "THWACK!"
The brunette dropped her arm and rubbed the knuckles on her right fist with her left hand. "That punch hurt," she thought to herself, "but it was fucking worth it to nail that blonde cxnt!"
Danni, head spinning from the savage punch that finished the series, groaned softly and looked up at her smiling rival standing over her. Christine taunted her, gesturing with her hands for the blonde to rise. "Get up Danni," she hissed, the hatred easily heard in her tone, "I haven't even begun fucking you up yet!"
The blonde smacked the deck in frustration, and as she slowly regained her feet, she could taste blood in her mouth. Danni raised her fists again and growled, "You want me Chris, come and get me you bitch!"
Danni had to grudgingly admit that Christime *had* gotten better. Her brunette rival didn't charge in, didn't take her opponent's condition for granted, even though she'd just belted the blonde with a good series of punches. Still, the blonde was more than ready for her rival's attack.
The blonde waited until she spied Christine's faked right cross, and then she started to close in with her immediately. True to form, the dark-haired woman's right leg had started in motion as well, and Danni's right fist was already in position.
The blonde's punch slammed straight in to Christine's crotch. Danni smiled as her head came close to her rival's. By the intake of air she could hear from Christine, she knew that her aim was true.
The blonde's knuckles, encased in dense metal, connected squarely with Christine's clit. The thin spandex biker shorts were no protection at all for the fleshy nub that was hard and full of fight from the brunette's opening salvo of blows.
Christine had felt pain many times at the hands of her hated blonde enemy, but nothing like this.
Her clit was destroyed, smashed to a bloody pulp against her pubic bone, which itself almost cracked from the force of the punch.
The brunette staggered for several seconds, her brain not able to comprehend the sheer level of pain emanating between her legs. Danni smiled, standing in front of her hated enemy, watching her hands slowly move to cup her finished clit. The blonde's right fist pulled back slowly, and with a trickle of blood dripping from the corner of her lips, Danni steadied her opponent with her left hand at her neck.
"Now," the blonde whispered, "take....THIS!"
The right crossing punch that impacted on Christine's jaw almost broke it. As it was, her head was smashed around to the side, the sheer force of the blow lifting the brunette off her feet and spinning her beautiful form one hundred and eighty degrees around, to finally land face first on the deck with a wicked "THUD!" She lay still after bouncing slightly, arms and legs akimbo, spread eagled on her stomach.
Danni smiled as she pulled her fist back from the punch. The blonde then bent down over her prone rival, and sank her gloved hands viciously into her hair. Still smiling, Danni roughly pulled the woozy brunette standing, whispering, "Oh no, bitch. We're just getting started."
Christine comprehended her back being slammed hard against the side of the house. She saw three Danni's floating in front of her. The brunette's brain was foggy, but she knew in her gut that something was very, very wrong. Then the pain returned.
Danni looped two savage uppercuts under each of her opponent's tits. The perfect 36C orbs were compressed and ripped upwards, then they fell back to their beautiful shape with a bruise beginning to form on each. Danni's metal-reinforced fists then skewered each of Christine's breasts, the blonde using the hard nipples and brown aereola as targets.
Her aim was true. She smiled as she watched her leather glove sink deep in to the brunette's titflesh. Danni felt her pussy spasm lightly, so she repeated the punches. The she repeated them again.
Christine finally groaned as the sheer agony from her chest cut through the fog in her brain. Her hands began to move up to cover her beaten melons, but her blonde punisher was already changing targets.
Danni dropped her arms and pulled her right fist back as far as she could. The brunette's belly button then took a blow that carried every bit of power the blonde had. Danni knew that she'd rearranged her rival's guts, and stepped back lightly as Christine first bent over, then fell slowly to her knees before her.
The brunette looked up at Danni, bloody spittle drooling from the corners of her lips. The blonde smiled again, braced herself, and then whipped her right leg upwards. The steel toe of her boot smashed across Christine's nose, almost breaking it. The heel of that boot crushed the brunette's lips as it crossed her mouth.
Danni watched as her kick smashed her rival's head up and to the side, a spray of blood leading it. The dark-haired beauty's head pulled the rest of her body over to finally land with a "THUD!" face first on the deck. Christine was hit so hard that her body rolled over, finally coming to rest on her back. The brunette shuddered lightly as she lay there. Then she saw, through a fog, Danni standing above her.
The blonde squatted down over her chest, her eyes never leaving Christine's. Danni slowly stripped the gloves off her hands, placing them in her back pockets. The blonde then grabbed Christine's left hand, and removed the tight leather covering that hand.
As she pulled the glove off Christine's right hand, she hissed, "You won't be needing these any more, you pathetic cxnt."
The brunette could barely comprehend her blonde enemy donning the gloves that only minutes before she'd used to lay that same blonde out on the deck. Danni pulled the leather tight, flexing her fists as she looked down at her prone and helpless rival.
"It's quite fitting that I kill you using your own gloves, bitch. By the time I've, how did you say it, 'finished you off', the knuckles will be worn off and these gloves will be soaked with your blood Chris," the blonde said.
Danni then stood, bent over and again roughly jerked her rival to her feet by her dark locks. As the smiling blonde pulled Christine along the deck to the stairs leading to the beach, she almost cooed in her ear, "I told you that I'd kill you the next time we crossed paths, bitch."
After dragging the brunette down the stairs, Danni slammed her back against a piling support for the deck. The blonde quickly secured Christine's arms at the wrists with rope hung from the nearest columns. The brunette could sag on her feet, but she could not fall.
Which was exactly where Danni wanted her.
The blonde pulled her gloves very tight over her fists as she said, "This time I'm not going to stop beating on you after I punch you cold honey. This time I'm not going to stop pounding on you after I cum so many times it starts to hurt." Smiling, Danni lifts the brunette's chin up with two fingers of her left hand, "This time, this time, I am going to keep punching you and punching you until I finally punch you dead, bitch."
Christine, the fog in her head beginning to clear a bit, trails of blood running down both sides of her chin from her nose and mouth, muttered, "Fuck you cxnt."
Danni smiled, and stepped back from her rival. She'd waited for this moment for so long, and she savored it deeply. The blonde balled her fists tight, then slowly went about her task.
She whipped a right backfist across Christine's chin. The "SMACK!" sound her gloved fist made as it impacted the brunette thrilled her. Danni paused for a few seconds, drinking in the moment and letting the hated female in front of her soak in the pain. She then ripped her left fist across Christine's mouth backfisted. The brunette grunted from the impact, her head slinging to her right from the wicked punch.
As the waves crested one by one on the beach behind her, Danni kept backfisting the brunette's head. Christine's cheeks, nose, mouth, eyes and jaw took leather-gloved fist after brutal leather-gloved fist. Slowly. Danni was in no hurry whatsoever to finish her enemy off. In fact, just the opposite was true. She wanted to draw out Christine's agony, and her own pleasure, for as long as possible. The hatred these two shared was that deep. If the situation was reversed, the blonde had no doubt at all that Christine would be doing the same to her.
After sending two dozen blows across Christine's head, the blonde stopped. The brunette, though slumped in her restraints, was still conscious. Her face was battered and bruised, but both eyes, though swollen, were open. Danni stepped in close and grabbed the brunette's biker shorts at her hips as she put her face directly in front of Christine's.
When the blonde's kneecap smashed into Christine's cxnt, the thin spandex of her shorts offered little if any cushioning of the blow. The brunette's jaw dropped as her rival's knee speared her womanhood. Danni smiled seeing the pain register in her eyes. The blonde then kneed her again. And again. And again. Each blow harder than the last. Each smashing knee bringing more pain to Christine. Each impact making Danni wetter.
At last the blonde released Christine, and again stepped back. Danni's next comment was dripping with the hatred she felt for the brunette.
"That hot cxnt of yours won't be fucking any of my boyfriends ever again bitch. Take this!"
The steel toed boot the blonde wore lifted Christine's feet off the ground as she kicked up into the junction of her rival's legs. The brunette could not evade her enemy's kicks as one by one they destroyed her beautiful pussy.
"POW!" "POW!" "POW!" "POW!" "POW!" The sounds of Danni's boots careening into Christine's cxnt filled the afternoon air.
Finally, an impact of those savage boots made a different sound.
"CRACK!"
For the first time during the fight, Christine screamed. Her body began to spasm uncontrollably from the unbearable pain emanating from between her legs. Danni smiled as she watched her hated rival writhe in total, all consuming agony. Then the brunette's throes slowed, and then finally stopped, as she hung there limply against the pillar.
The blonde walked up close and jerked Christine's head up by her bangs roughly. Smiling, she whispered in her face, "Take that in your hot little cxnt Chris!"
As her rock hard nipples brushed against the brunette's, Danni exploded in her shorts. Waves of cumming pleasure almost brought the blonde to her knees, as she moaned and gyrated her hips against the shattered remains of her rival's womanhood. Her juices sopped the crotch of both her lace thong panties and her cut off jean shorts. After a few minutes, her breathing settled back to normal, and Danni felt her strength returning. She then looked into the face of the still unconscious brunette in front of her.
"God I love beating you Chris," the blonde whispered huskily. She stood, backed away from the brunette, and slowly began massaging her now throbbing 36D breasts. Seeing her lifetime rival hanging helpless before her, beaten and bleeding, caused Danni to begin to climb the mountain of sexual excitement again. For as long as she could remember, she'd been battling this woman. And now, today, it was about to be finished.
Once and for all.
The blonde reached into the front left pocket of her jeans and extracted a small cylinder. She cracked it open under Christine's nose, waving it back and forth. The brunette began to stir as the ammonia in the caplet did its work. Once Christine began to struggle back to consciousness, the blonde tossed the capsule away and smiled.
"That's it, you fucking bitch. Wakey wakey baby. Wake up, so I can work you over some more," Danni growled in a low tone.
Christine awoke slowly and in searing pain. After several minutes, her head cleared and when her eyes focused she could see her blonde rival standing in front of her, cupping and slowly squeezing her tits and running her thumbs slowly across the rock hard nipples. The brunette, still defiant, growled, "You're such a fucking slut Danni. I fucking hate you."
Danni smiled as she replied, "I came so hard when I destroyed your cxnt Chris. I can't imagine how hard my pussy will explode when I hit you with that sweet, killing, punch."
The brunette struggled to stand and finally got her booted feet under her. She muttered, "Don't know what you did. But you've never been this good."
The blonde laughed aloud, and slapped Christine backhanded across the face with her left hand. As the brunette moaned, Danni hissed her reply, "We've had enough fights, bitch. We've been fighting for years now. Last time I wanted to kill you so bad. I had your head lifted by your bangs in my hands. I had the killing punch pulled back. I could have done it then. But I didn't. I wasn't ready."