Erin Vs Kate: Episode One - A Moving Encounter

[Erin Lee]

Two Queens right here  ^ 

What a lovely thing to say, thank you Bridge. Bit of a Queen yourself babe and one hell of a good fighter as is Katie. I may or may not beat her but it's certainly worth trying to see what devious and nasty thing she comes up with next.

[Erin Lee]

Sitting on the edge of the pool with my tootsies splashing around in the water. Truth be told i'm gasping for breath. This fight has been going on for hours...what's that you say? 10 minutes at the most? well it seems longer and let's face it, 10 mins is still a long time for a scrap.

My chest heaves which is sure to catch the attention of those guys. I'm not the biggest chest wise but what i do have stays firm and perky on my chest not bouncing off my knees like some ladies i've seen hanging around the seedier parts of town.

I keep an eye, well two if we are keeping count, on the bitch as she scrambles out of the pool spraying water in every direction. She's mad, actually she's nuts but that's not what i meant. She is clearly furious. Even from across the pool i can clearly see her flushed face and her clenched fists.

"C'mon then bitch" i yell "Bring it"

You grab a folding deck chair and folding it you take hold of it by it's legs. You storm around the decking and i jump to my feet and crouch, ready to face your onslaught. Before you can try and brain me with said chair your man Ben gets in your way and swipes the chair from your hands, then he lifts you and slings you over his shoulder. He tells you he is taking you back to your apartment. You don't seem keen on this judging my all the swearing, shouting and threats heading in my direction.

It occurs to me that you are pretty helpless right now so i start towards you intent on getting in a few good shots to your face. That plan is quickly halted however when that hunk...i really need to find out his name...grabs hold of me from behind. He probably thinks i didn't notice one of his hands as it fondles my right breast but i sure as hell did notice his other hand slide down over my tummy and head towards my kitty.

"Hey, you can't afford these goods mister" i hiss as i squirm round to face him. A swift knee to his plums soon puts an end to whatever he was thinking as he sinks down onto his knees. Crap, one fight at a time. I look round but my face falls as i realise Ben has you safely back in your apartment, so i make my way back to mine to tend my wounds and bruises.

You can be certain though, there is more to come, this fight is FAR from over.

[Erin Lee]

Ben, bless him, returned my box of *Precious Memories* I have not the slightest doubt that if it had been left to Katie i would never have seen them again.

While we never actively avoided each other our paths didn't cross for the next few days, but don't think for a single second that the bad feeling was over between us. We are both enthusiastic fighters and both have been involved in quite a few scraps. It was pure fate that threw us together in this apartment block. We both took a lil time to recover from our encounter in the pool but bruises heal unlike the bad feeling that no doubt has invaded your mind as it has mine.

Then the day came around as it had to where we bumped into each other once again. You leaving your apartment and me leaving mine. I look you over and i'm afraid there is no way i can keep the sneer off my face. You appear to be power dressing, it's all fake of course, there is nothing powerful about you.

Me, well i'm in my usual scruffs, no doubt give you another reason to look down your nose at me. I don't change into my scrubs till i reach the hospital though. Think i'll book you in while i'm at work.

We stride down the hallway together and both enter the lift at the same time. You pressed the button for the ground floor but i reached across in front of you and pressed the emergency stop button. Then i look you in the face, "Shall we bitch?" It's a question that hardly needs an answer.

You drop your shoulder bag and slip out of your jacket. "Let's go slut" you snarl.

I'm in your hair before the t of slut leaves your lips. Pressing in hard against you, trying to pin you back against the wall of the lift. I look to shake your head left and right. I feel the warmth coming from your body as my breasts mash against yours through your shirt and my t-shirt. "No Ben here to save you now bitch" i hiss as i go to press my right hip into your crotch, trying to make things as uncomfortable for you as i possibly can.

[Lauren (Tatt Cat)]

OMG talk about Epic! Badass! But honestly we can't expect anything less than a masterpiece and master class in creating magic from Erin and Kate! Thank you both for sharing this classic with us!   

[Lauren (Tatt Cat)]

OMG talk about Epic! Badass! But honestly we can't expect anything less than a masterpiece and master class in creating magic from Erin and Kate! Thank you both for sharing this classic with us!   

Thanks Lauren

But I have to admit that it's an ambition of mine to spend some quality time alone with you; as we give each other a tooth and nail style make over

Oh, Kate ... I think that can most def be arranged. My peeps will touch base with your peeps. Then you and I can ... "do lunch".   

[Erin Lee]

WHAT?!?! the bitch has been reading my Facebook log, how very dare she the lowlife piece of gutter trash.

The fight, although only just started and not yet much more than a skirmish, is hotting up. I have you pinned to the lift wall with my hip pressed hard against your crotch and i'm ragdolling your head with all the enthusiasm of a lioness trying to decapitate a gazelle.

Seems you aren't a fan of this, or maybe you are cos your hands take hold of my hair and you start to return the punishment. It's then you announce about my lil escapade behind the co-op. There goes my lesbian credentials right there. But its true. My "friend" made a play for my then girlfriend so i got revenge by blowing her boyfriend.

(Always amazes me how we can speak whilst having our heads nearly ripped off...but c'mon, a bit of poetic licence here please)

You then stamp down hard on the instep of my left foot, my eyes widen, i hate showing pain in fights but holy hell that hurt. "You evil whore" i gasp as i look to get my foot away from you.

You haven't finished there, far from it. Your leg lifts, you have stilettos adorning your not so dainty feet and you aim one of them at my left ankle. I'm well aware that if this hits as intended i'm gonna be on the customer side of the hospital having my broken ankle reset in plaster...and that bitch just ain't gonna happen.

As you lift your leg i'm alive to the possibilities but in a way you did me a favour by stamping on my instep, see my foot isn't on the floor taking any of my weight so its easy to avoid the stamp. I hook your thigh and blow you a kiss in return, "You think i'm that dumb i'll fall for that kind of attack?" With your thigh hooked i ram my right hand into your crotch and start to claw at your labia through your panties and not in a nice way either. I look to try and dig my nails in, wanting to hurt you in a very primal way.

"Oh and just so you know, slut....i took a look at your Facebook page and saw you are friends with Benny boy. So i went to his page, seems you n him have been dogging and not only have you been doing that but he had you on the bonnet (hood to you American types) of his car. Quite the spectacle apparently. There are even photos of you with your panties around your ankles flat on ya back with Ben happily humping away on top of you. Gotta love Facebooks admin.

I continue clawing at your kitty, hoping to make sure Ben isn't gonna be enjoying your fruits again for quite sometime.

[Erin Lee]

Holding up your thigh while i claw at your kitty is so satisfying even more so are your screams of pain, i'm really getting to this bitch now.

I start to crush your labia through your panties not to mention my nails digging in through that thin shiny fabric, i'm astonished at your resistance to pain, this attack would have most girls down on their knees pleading for mercy. But of course you know that is pointless, there will be no mercy on your knees or not. You are one tough bitch as you prove yet again when you drag your nails across my cheeks.
Seemingly not as immune to pain as you, although as we found out earlier, we are both partial to it, i have to reluctantly let go of your labia and grab hold of both your wrists. "You evil whore" i snarl, feeling lil trickles of blood slide down my cheeks from the tramlines you've gouged there.

With my hands, and yours fully occupied i aim to drive my right knee into your left thigh as i look to give you a deadleg. I'm looking to even the score for the injury you inflicted on my left foot, which i might add is still freakin hurting.

Then your gums start to flap once again, seems you have found some more of my back story. Yes, it's undeniably true, i moonlight as Party Trix. Now no doubt you would like to imagine me servicing all the guys and gals at the convention, but you got it wrong, very wrong. I simply reprise the role of a superhero from a well known film. So you see, you were mislead, maybe you wanted to think the worst, but bitch, you failed...again!!

As we are on the subject of trashy pasts...just pausing to administer a hard slap to your face and another knee to your thigh...i found a bit more about your murky past.

" It's true, is it not that you were arrested for stealing money from guys when they took you back to theres thinking you were a hooker. I mean it's an understandable mistake to make, but to duck out and steal the money while he's otherwise engaged is just plain low. Offering to blow the cop that arrested you is even lower, what amazes me  is he accepted. He did record it for prosperity though and i hacked into his PC, but don't you worry princess precious, your secret is safe with me.

It's just then there is a banging on the doors.."Are you alright in there?" is the cry, if only they knew. We quickly seperate and tidy ourselves up as best we can, though i don't think you are gonna be having your meeting afterall. " We'll be meeting again real soon bitch" i hiss as the lift starts to travel down to the ground floor

[ChristinaS]

It must be eating Kate, Erin seems to have her measure

[Erin Lee]

I've been stewing over what you did to my face for a few days now. I had to pretend that i was attacked by a cat when i got to work, and let's be honest here, that wasn't far from the truth.

Sat in my apartment a few days later, it's Friday evening and i'm not back in work till Monday. I'm restless though, i have an itch that needs scratching and that itch has a name. Katie!!
You notice i said itch not bitch, but the bitch also needs scratching and mauling and having her hair ripped out and...and...and.

I'm dressed to go out, but this rage is boiling inside me, it has ever since we scrapped in the lift. We need to settle this feud and not by a handshake and a mug of coffee either. I'm wearing my short black dress, a style well displayed by Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffanys. I would have liked one designed by Hubert de Givenchy but with a limited budget i have to settle for a copy by PrettyLittleThing.
Black suspenders and stockings and a pair of black strappy open toes heels complete the ensemble. My black jacket is draped over the back of the chair.

I start to pace the room, i kick a shoe in annoyance, do i go out or do i go and fight that bitch in room 111B? I slide my mothers gold bracelet onto my left wrist then add a couple of Grannies rings, yes, i'm a sentimental bitch at heart, the rings are chunky, could be useful in a fight.

Fu@k it, i think as i ease my arms into my jacket, let's go see if that horrid bitch is at home.

I open my door and carefully lock it behind me, then i knock on your door, tapping my right foot as i wait for you to answer.

[Erin Lee]

Very shortly after i knock on your door, you open it and invite me in. I kinda keep a bit of a side eye on you, i'm not about to start trusting you, not now, not ever.
You ask me to take a seat as you vanish into your kitchen and you shortly reappear with two glasses brimming with red wine. We sit, side by side on your sofa, it's an uneasy truce at best, truth be told it isn't a truce at all, just the calm before the storm. You hand me a glass of the wine and take a sip of yours.

"If you don't mind" i say as i reach across you and relieve you of your glass, handing you mine in return, "Never can be too careful" i whisper somewhat breathlessly. Now i take a sip of the wine which is actually not bad, a nice playful Beaujolais nouveau is my palate doesn't deceive me. Then we cross our legs, my short black skirt rides right up my thigh exposing a decent quantity of leg. Our heels slap together as we settle and we half turn to face each other.

It would be apparent to anyone who saw us sitting here that this isn't going to be some cozy chat and i reinforce that impression when i reply to you,

"We should and will talk about settling our differences once and for all Bitch. I've no intention of fighting you each and everytime we run into each other and although i do enjoy beating on you we are both grown women, we both have jobs and we both could do without getting sacked because we are in a bad way from a fight. So what have you got to say to that...bitch?"

I take another sip of the wine while i wait for your answer, i can see you are deep in thought, likely something that has never happened to you before. I swear i can see dust coming out of your ears.

"Well bitch?" i hiss

[mossibabe]

mmmmm really hot fight

[Erin Lee]

I can't help but smirk, you seriously think your pathetic attempts at insults is going to bother me? And this stroking my thigh right up to my stocking tops? Perlease bitch, i'm a gold star lesbian, you think maybe a good feel will weaken my resolve to beat you to a pulp? Maybe you do at that, for a business woman you don't come over as particularly smart.
One thing you said did make sense however, the idea we fight for a set number of minutes here and the same number at mine.

"Yeah, i'm down with that bitch" i reply, licking my rouge coated lips at the thought of getting to really hurt you and finish this lil feud of ours.

So, after listening to the trash spewing from your mouth i brush your hand off my leg and stand up. "Gonna sit there all day or are ya gonna try and cash the cheque ya mouth seems to want you too?" and with that said i toss the remains of my red wine in your face and stroll across the room.

Now, in case anyone is wondering, of course i'm nervous, this bitch is  tough and fights equally well as me if not better, but anyone who fights knows that anything is possible. I've fought bigger girls and won and smaller girls and lost but the buzz i get is from the fight not the outcome. That said, this is personal and i really really wanna finish this bitch off.

I kick off my heels then ease my lithe body out of my lil black dress, i debate if i should keep my rings on, they would really mess this bitches face up, but i decide, no, if i beat her it will be by fair means so that she knows she was beaten by the better woman.

Friday nights alright for fightin....Gotta love Elton John, he was right, got till Monday to recover.

So, there i stand, my left hip raised matching my raised left eyebrow and doing the double teapot, black bra, black suspenders, black thong and black stockings. "Don't keep me waiting bitch, i'm more than ready for ya"

[Erin Lee]

I smile a bit as you complain about the red wine that now stains your dress and i know you'll reply in kind which is why i got my dress off rather quickly.

What i didn't bargain for was you pouring your wine over my discarded dress. I nod my head, very clever and fair enough, i'll just hurt you even more for that.

Then you strip down to your red lace bra. You look pretty hot, i don't even like to think it so i shake my head and banish that thought. We aren't here to admire each other, we are here to finally settle our differences.

Then you start flapping your gums again, good lord you can yap, you come up with a weird idea of attaching our suspenders together. I frown at this quite odd suggestion and shake my head. "They will tear apart very easily when the fight starts, surely you know that? But ok, if that is what you want, let's do it"

So, suspenders quickly attached i move quickly. My hands go right to your hair and wrapping quite a few strands around my fingers i start to yank your head up and down and side to side. I push into you, looking to use my body to force you backwards. I look over your right shoulder and see the sofa behind you, my plan is to take you down onto that sofa.

[Erin Lee]

It's like you read my mind, maybe you really are a witch. I had every intention of backing you up till we reached the sofa, then, dropping you onto your back i intended to mount you and do all sorts of unspeakable things to your body until you cried out that you couldn't carry on. So, damn you bitch!!

That i am hurting you is beyond question, your screams as i drag your head around by the hair bear testament to that, but hurting you and making you quit are two entirely different things as i soon find out. Your hands immerse themselves in my rather dishevelled hair and you, like me, start to drag my head around and around till i start to feel somewhat dizzy. We are however still heading towards the sofa so i'll take the pain to get the gain. Only i don't, get the gain i mean. You are also well aware of where the sofa is and as we near it you slip one of your long shapely legs around the back of my left leg.

We trip, the sofa, under our combined weight and not inconsiderable momentum, tips over and we go with it. Now this doesn't hurt me and i'm equally sure it didn't hurt you. We keep a good hold on each others hair and our legs thrash around and as i suspected our previously fastened together suspenders tear our stockings and separate.

I'm not sorry this has happened as i look to now use one of my main weapons against you. As we thrash and kick out i give a real hard yank on your hair as i look to drag you towards me. We are on our sides and my left leg is now under you. I'm quick to slide my right leg up your body till my ankles connect and cross, locking my thighs tightly around your admittedly toned abs.

I start to squeeeeze, my glutes are so hard you could bounce a penny off them, my thighs strain as they dig into your sides.."What ya gotta say now, bitch?" i hiss as i grit my teeth and apply as much pressure as i can on your body.

[Erin Lee]

I'm really enjoying squeezing you with my thighs. Legs have always been my go to when i want to weaken an adversary and as i increase the pressure on your tummy i know that it has to be taking a toll on you. I look up at the timer to see how long is left, plenty of time to work you over and finish you off. Bitch, you are going down.

We continue to lay on our sides with you squirming around and occasionally letting out weak whimpers. I slap my thigh and smirk at you "What's it like to get owned bitch?"

I haul on your hair, looking to hurt you in any way possible when, you lurch towards me and take hold of my left arm, annoying but not gonna alter your predicament. Your nails dig into my flesh, i screw up my eyes and grit my teeth, determined not to let you distract me from my goal. It's then that you pull my arm towards you and you sink your teeth into my left bicep.

This changes things, i yelp in pain.."Biting...really? that's low even for you bitch" i squeal as i release you from my scissors and look to kick you away with both feet to your chest.

I look down at my arm and the teeth marks in my flesh, fu@k that stings. I shake my arm, trying to shake away the pain. Whilst doing this i also keep an careful watch on what you are up to I dunno how much i weakened you but you are a tough bitch and i 'spect it will take more than a scissors to force you outta this fight.

I rise to my feet and drop into a slight crouch, lifting my arms i beckon to you with both hands.."C'mon then bitch, let's get back to it"

[Erin Lee]