L.A. Women, Ch. 9

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L.A. Women, Ch. 9

This is a work of the human imagination.



Rain was thumping hard against the windshield and roof of her car as Daniella sat parked on the street in front of Gwendolyn's house. It didn't rain very often in L.A., but when it did it could come down like this, where she'd barely been able to make the drive. Dani had acquired solid information that Gwen's creepy husband had a regular poker game, and Gwen always stayed home alone when he played. It had been a few weeks since her boxing match against Gwen, where she had had the upper hand and then the bitch had cheap-shot her and stolen it away. As a result, Dani had lost the right to arrange bouts for her girls in Southern California. Her bruises had healed, but her pride had not, and every time she thought of their match, the feeling of the two of them pounding away at each other, she thought of the humiliation, the visit from Steven Turnbull in her locker room afterward confirming that she was essentially not welcome in proper society anymore--nor was Sarah, he had added, Dani's most attractive and most capable fighter. It turned out that after the boxing match, Gwen had pressured him to cut Sarah off professionally and personally, and Dani could only guess at how she'd managed that. Sarah had driven Dani back to L.A. as she had been too badly beaten to drive herself, and had even stayed with her that first night, drawing her a bath and cooking for her. The next day, Dani slept off the beating she'd taken, and then she was back at work. She wore sunglasses all day, and a lot of makeup, but she was the lead of her own creative team now and it wasn't that different from the male executives who were hungover half the day. The first thing she did that morning was offer Sarah an entry-level creative job at her agency, and by the end of the week they were working together, two gorgeous young women, fighting their way through life in sunny Los Angeles.

But over the following week, her thoughts kept returning to her fight, and now Dani was sitting in her car, staring at the outline of Gwendolyn's house. She could barely see the house for the storm, but what she was picturing in her mind was very nice, stylish and oversized and showy, just like Gwendolyn. This woman who had it all and had bullied her relentlessly. It was as if the very idea of Dani, her presence, just enraged Gwen and drove her to try to ruin Dani's life. She sat there in the car and thought about Gwen's insulting her over and over, and then beating her in Borrego Springs when Dani had been so close to winning. And she thought of those last moments, when Gwen had kicked her in the crotch and then in the breasts and then sat on her and hit her in the face, knocking her out. Her hands curled up into fists and she slapped the steering wheel, threw the door open and slammed it shut, and marched through the pouring rain to the front door. She stood there, breathing hard, hair and clothes soaked from the brief walk up the drive. She was wearing a t-shirt and cutoff jean shorts. The shorts were very short and tight and they framed the curves of her excellent figure perfectly, and her t-shirt clung to her torso and made her great jutting breasts even more imposing. Her shoes felt slick on the pavement and she slid them off, followed by her socks, and she stood barefoot, glaring at the impassive, solid front door. One, two, three deep breaths, and then she banged with her fist on the door.

After only a few beats, Gwen threw the door open. She too was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, and like Dani, she was the kind of woman who looked amazing even when she wasn't dressed to go out. Gwen was a few years older than Dani, but she was not close to being old yet, and both women were quite beautiful, even on a rainy night with their faces twisted with feminine rage--especially on a rainy night when they were squaring off, their faces twisted with feminine rage. Dani was a classic beauty of South America, Gwendolyn a mixture of central Europe and South Asia. Dani's hair was longer, brown rather than nearly black, and frizzy where Gwen's was straight and thick. Usually, Dani's eyes were open and welcoming, but tonight they were as spiteful and focused as Gwen's had ever been. Both women were strong and curvy, Dani's chest and hips a little better developed, Gwen's thighs with more a classically athletic sweep to them. The rivals stared at each other for an instant, and then Dani launched herself into the other woman. The two women went spinning and tumbling down the entryway, already pulling hair and grappling with each other. Dani hit hard against the wall but she pushed off of it with her foot and slammed Gwen into the opposite wall. Gripping her by the hair, Dani slammed her head back into the wall once, twice, and then she found herself being tripped. She was going down to the floor but she held onto the hairpull and brought Gwen down with her. The houses' entryway was hardwood, and they crashed to the floor together and lay in a tangled heap for a second. Dani felt her wet hair being pulled again and she turned herself and got face to face with her villainess. They were side by side on the floor, breasts and bare thighs and faces pressed in close. Dani was pulling hair and hitting Gwen in the side and she felt her own hair being pulled. Then Gwen clamped onto Dani's huge left breast, digging her fingers in deep and squeezing, crushing her, and Dani yelped in pain. She reached for Gwen's big boob to return the favor but she couldn't get to it. The pressure in her bosom was growing and Dani started thrashing and bucking, trying to roll Gwen onto her back. The raven-haired beauty was strong, though, and she rolled Dani all the way over so that they were on their other sides. Gwen's hand slipped off Dani's boob and they did, freeing her from the pressure, but now Dani's back was against the wall and she felt herself getting trapped. Writing and writhing, feeling the other woman trying to get her on her back and get on top of her, Dani got her knee up between them and made some space and then she rolled free.

Bracing herself against the wall, the Latin beauty got up to her feet, but the other bitch was right with her. They were still pressed in close to each other. Dani got her left arm around Gwen's back and started pulling her hair with her right hand, but then she found herself slammed back into the wall, and Gwen stayed on her. She slammed a punch home into Dani's stomach and it landed with a sickening thump. Another left fist, sinking deep into the pit of her stomach, and another. Dani grunted with pain with each one. Desperate, she grabbed hold of the fist with her right hand, and the two women struggled like that. With a violent twist of her arm, Gwen wrenched her arm free, and she immediately latched onto Dani's right breast. Again, she mauled Dani's chest, kneading the firm mound like dough. Dani pulled on Gwen's hair, but it got her no relief, and she tried to slip away from the wall but she was stuck there. So she bit down into Gwen's shoulder. The Filipino-German woman shrieked in pain and Dani immediately came off the wall. She held onto the other woman and slammed her into the wall on the other side of the hallway. Gwen was stunned briefly and her grip on Dani's breast went loose. Taking advantage, Dani rammed her left shoulder into Gwen's jaw and, turning herself just a bit, she repaid Gwen for the tit mauling she'd been giving her, squeezing the female mound through her t-shirt and her bra. Gwen's right arm was pinned against the wall, and, snarling in anger, she snaked her left hand up around Dani's arm and latched onto her boob again. They mauled breasts like that for a few seconds. Dani had the better position and she started twisting and pinching at the big boob in her grip, focusing on the feeling of the flesh under her fingers and trying to ignore the pain in her own chest. Suddenly, though, Gwen let go of her tit and hit her in the side of the head with her left fist. The blow wasn't too hard, with the awkward position, but a second and third followed and then she just shoved Dani away.

The women separated a few feet, Dani with her back to the living room. She could feel the open space behind and she backed up into it and beckoned for the bitch to follow her. The lights in the living room itself weren't on, and it was mostly shadows. There was a large open space in the center of the living room, framed by two stuffed recliners on opposite sides and lounge chairs on the others. The hellcats stepped carefully into the opening, Dani backing up and Gwen following her. Both were bent forward slightly at the waist, hands extended and low, at the ready, eyeing each other warily, bare feet stepping carefully through the thick carpet. They threw themselves at each other. They collided with a heavy thud. Arms wrapped around torsos, buxom chests pressed together, feet stamping, muscles straining, they struggled against each other. The other woman was just a bit shorter than her and Dani felt her cheek bumping against her shoulder. Dani felt Gwen slide to her left just a bit and, quickly, she got her right foot around and, seizing her bodily now, popped her feet and got the smaller woman up into the air. They landed together on the couch, Dani on her back with Gwen on top of her, facing up toward the ceiling. Right away, Dani clamped her legs around the bitch's waist and squeezed even as she yanked hard on her hair, pulling her head back as far as she could. Gwen moaned in pain and frustration. She pulled and pried at Dani's legs, but the Latina had her legs locked tight. Next, Gwen slapped and pinched Dani's thighs, but Dani took it easily enough and in response, she took one hand from Gwen's hair and started smacking her in the face. To avoid the smacks, Gwen put one hand over her face and started turning her body toward Dani, pressing her face into Dani's cheek and shoulder as she did. Slowly, slowly, she maneuvered herself until her hips were perpendicular to Dani's, relieving some of the pressure on her waist. Dani kept smacking her face and pulling her hair and squeezing with her thighs. And then Gwen got her face turned all the way and her mouth against Dani's voluptuous breast. Dani realized what was coming just as the teeth sunk viciously into her flesh. She howled in pain and yanked with both hands on the bitch's black hair, but her only reward was to pull on her own boob. And now Gwen started hitting her in the side and her stomach with as much force as she could muster. Finally, Dani got her hand against a bit of Gwen's face and, probing, she jammed her finger into the other woman's eye.

Immediately, Gwen released her bite, screaming in rage and pain. The two women rolled apart and came up to their feet on opposite sides of the open space between the couches. Dani was rubbing her boob, Gwen was holding one hand over her eye and the other across her waist, and each was snarling and glaring at the other.

"You fucking slut," Gwen said, breathing hard. She took her hand off of her eye and blinked hard, repeatedly. Her eye was a dark red and the eyelid seemed to be puffy. "You gouged my eye."

"Fight me, bitch," Dani replied.

"You're going to regret coming here. After I beat your ass again, I'm shaving your head and chewing on your udders until they're raw."

Dani just snarled at her, and the two women started circling. The far wall of the living room was nearly all glass, with a very nice view over the city, and as they circled, a flash of lighting highlighted their womanly forms, followed immediately by the boom of thunder. It was like a gong clanging, and they went for each other. Dani threw a left fist at the right side of her face, but the other woman was already changing levels. She dove forward, putting her shoulder into Dani's big tits, and ploughed her over. One of the recliners was behind Dani, and she was slammed hard into it, and then the two of them went tumbling over it and crashing to the floor. Dani had taken the worse of the impact, and she was lying on her side, hurting, and then she found herself being turned over. Despite the pain running through her body, she started fighting back. The two women struggled on the floor, behind the wrecked chair. Gwen was getting on top of her, and Dani reached up and pulled her hair, holding her head down low so that she couldn't lean back and unload with punches to Dani's face. Gwen yelped with pain and punched Dani in the side of her boob and the side of her head and then Dani torqued her hips and rolled the woman off of her. Wrestling with each other, rolling back and forth, neither could get an advantage. At one point, Daniella was on top and she got herself free of Gwendolyn's hairpulling, but as she reared up to start punching down into that face, the other woman punched up. She got Dani across the chin, knocking her off of her perch. Dani hit on her side and rolled clear and came up to her feet. She was facing away from her rival, leaning with one hand against the couch, and just as she was getting her bearings Gwen slammed into her from behind. She seized Dani by the hair with one hand and by the shirt with the other and drove her headfirst into the wall. Dani hit hard and slumped down. Gwen still had hold of her shirt, and as she went down the shirt came up and over her head. She ended up sitting on her ass, back against the wall, in her bra and jean shorts, her bare legs and feet splayed out in front of her, her heaving breasts swelling up over the cups of the bra as she sucked in air, looking up at her rival.

"You dumb slut," Gwen said, tossing Dani's shirt aside. "Coming here like this. I'm going to ruin that pretty face and your tits."

So saying, she reached down and seized Dani by the hair. Dani was hoisted up to her feet, moaning in pain, but she got Gwen by the hair too. But she was still weak from her collision with the wall, and soon enough Gwen had her hair free of Dani's grip, and then she had the beautiful Latina bent over at the waist, her hair gathered together in one hand, and she was hitting her on the back with the other. Then she switched up and threw a punch up into Dani's face. It hurt her and Dani stumbled and tried to get away. They maneuvered around and back into the center of the living room like that. Another flash of lighting and Dani could see her silhouette on the floor as she was being controlled by Gwen. The sight of it sparked something in her, and she threw herself down and forward into Gwen's legs. They were on the floor again. They wrestled and struggled against each other and then Gwen took Dani's back. Panicked, Dani tried to crawl away from her but she ended up face down on the carpet with the raven-haired beauty perched on top of her. Gwen reached around and squeezed Dani's tit and she pulled her hair and Dani, reaching back, got hold of a bit of her hair but it slipped out of her grasp immediately. Gwen settled back and, with both hands, she yanked back on Dani's long brown hair, pulling her head back and cranking on her neck.

"Teach you a lesson, bitch," Gwen muttered.

And she pulled back harder, and harder, until Dani's chest was lifted up off the carpet. God, it hurt so bad, like her entire head was being pulled off. Dani wailed and slapped the floor and smacked at the hands in her hair, but it was no good. The bitch on her back pulled harder and harder. Finally, Dani twisted her hips and bucked up and rolled onto her side. Gwen still had her hair but Dani was able to get turned halfway around to face her. She yanked on Gwen's black hair and shoved against her, but Gwen got the better position and rolled her onto her back. She sat across Dani's bare stomach and, using her hair, banged her head on the floor. Once, twice, a third time. After the third time of getting her head bounced on the floor, Dani let go of her own hairpull and latched onto the big breasts hovering over her. Gwen groaned in pain and banged her head again, but Dani clamped on tighter, squeezing those firm mounds through the t-shirt. Gwen howled in pain and smacked Dani across the face but then she went to defend her herself and pulled Dani's hands off her assets. They struggled like that and then Dani bucked her off and rolled free.

The two women slowly came to their feet. Tired, hurting, but still full of feminine rage, they glared at each other. Gwen was leaning forward, one hand on the couch for support, her black hair dangling over her face, and Dani had her back against the wall. The front of her bra had gotten rolled down in the fracas, and her big breasts were spilled out, her big brown areolae and large nipples free and vulnerable. Gwen's eyes shifted down toward her chest for a second, prompting Dani to ask, "Jealous?" In response, Gwen pushed herself away from the couch and came forward with her fists up. Dani came off the wall in the same fashion and they met in the center of the living room. Dani slammed a right fist into the side of Gwen's head and took a right to her breast and a left to her stomach in return. They circled each other warily, and Gwen jabbed her in the mouth with a left, and another. Dani threw a right at her, but the other woman got under it and, coming back up, nailed her in the chest with an uppercut. Dani moaned and grabbed for her, but again she slid away. Dani ate another punch to the mouth but this time she nailed Gwen in the nose as she tried to slip back. Another exchange of punches to the face and both of them were bleeding freely from the nose and mouth. They circled some more and then Gwen nailed Dani in her exposed breasts with a quick right and left, sending them wobbling and bouncing. Dani didn't counterpunch, just took the shots, and then Gwen came right back in and nailed her with a straight left into her chest and a right across the front of her imposing bosom. Dani sagged back and groaned but she still didn't try to counter. Gwen was smiling now and she surged forward, throwing another left at Dani's chest, and the Latina smashed her across the jaw with a vicious right fist. Gwen stumbled to the side, and Dani slugged her in the stomach with a left fist and then got her across the cheek with another right. Gwen was sinking now and Dani tackled her, driving her into the couch.

They hit the couch hard, Gwen on the bottom, and the force tipped the whole thing over, sending both women tumbling all the way into the wall behind the couch. They landed side by side, but Gwen was the worse off from the punches to her face, and Dani took advantage. She rolled the other woman onto her back and, planting one knee across her thighs and the other on one arm, she rolled her shirt up over her face, blinding her and restricting her arms. Her stomach and her full breasts, which were welling up against the cups of her bra, were ready, and Dani went to work. Holding the shirt over Gwen's face with her left hand, she balled her right into a hard fist and pounded away. One punch after another she drove down into those flat abs, and then she shifted her attention up. She ripped her bra open and punched, slapped, and squeezed her tits. Gwen was moaning and cursing and writhing under her. Her right arm was trapped under Dani's ass. She tried to catch Dani's fist with her left, but blinded by the shirt and the hand across her face, she couldn't. At last, she changed tactics and, snaking her arm up, she latched onto Dani's equally vulnerable and slightly larger breast. Gwen squeezed hard, clamping onto her with a vicelike grip so that Dani's flesh oozed out around the sides. Dani called her a bitch and pinched her nipple and pulled upward with all her strength. The breast stretched out grotesquely. Gwen screamed and started bucking her hips, but Dani held on. Gwen clamped on even tighter somehow. Both women were now screaming so loudly it seemed to fill the entire house. On and on it went, Dani driving her nails into the areola as she pulled on it, twisting, and Gwen digging deep into Dani's breast with her fingers. At last, Gwen changed up and released her breast. Instead, she drove her left hand into Dani's crotch and pinched her there.

Without even thinking about it, Dani let go and slid away. She was burning between her legs and she rubbed herself there briefly as she came up to her feet. There was blood on her nose and mouth, and her face and breasts felt like they'd been scrubbed down with sandpaper. Her breasts were still hanging over the cups of her bra and they swung back and forth as she caught her breath, leaning against the wall, a reminder of the damage she'd taken. But Gwen was worse off. As the Colombian beauty readied herself to resume fighting, the Filipino-German was only then starting to get up. The other woman's bra was ruined, and she was struggling to get out of her shirt, which was still pulled up over her head and caught up in her arms. It was like she was torn between pulling it over her head completely and trying to pull it down again. So, Dani went to help her. Gwen was up on her knees, trying to get hold of the shirt, facing away from her, and Dani kicked her in the small of her back, knocking her forward on her face. She landed hard, with no chance to protect her face, and made a whimpering sound, but she started wriggling to get up again. Dani made sure she wouldn't resist too much by stamping her foot down in the middle of the bitch's back, and then she kicked her hard in the side, twice, and then she ripped her shirt off and tossed it aside. Then she tore off what was left of her bra, too, and dragged her up to her feet. Gwen was barely resisting and Dani seized her by the hair and, suddenly and violently twisting herself, flung her across the room. Gwen went stumbling and struck the corner of the wall, hard, and fell to the ground again. Dani stayed on her. She pulled her up again and slapped on a side headlock, her right arm hugging her head in close and her left with a good grip on the hair on top of her head. Gwen slapped Dani on the back ineffectually and Dani dashed forward and drove her into another corner. Gwen grunted in pain and Dani cranked tighter on the bitch's head. She was looking for something else to run Gwen into, something that would really hurt her, when the teeth sank into the side of her tit.

Dani shrieked anew and Gwen slid out of the headlock. Immediately, the two women squared up. Gwen reached for Dani's hair but the Latina slapped her across the face. It was a vicious smack and it sent Gwen reeling away. She was facing away from Dani and she went to the far wall, near the doorway into the kitchen, and she just stopped there, leaning against it. She was gasping for air and feeling around in her mouth with one hand and Dani could see her entire frame trembling, could see the big orbs on her chest peeking out from around her ribs and under her arms, wobbling with each shallow breath. And Dani saw her opportunity. First, she crashed into Gwen from behind, putting her shoulder into the middle of her back, driving her into the wall. Gwen slid down the wall, tits and face dragged sickly as she went, and collapsed on her knees, forehead leaning against the wall. Dani snatched up her t-shirt and, standing behind her, wrapped it around her neck. She seized the shirt up tight and choked her. Gwen began gagging right away, and after a few seconds of pawing weakly at the air, she started trying to rise up. Which was what the Latina had been waiting for. She let her get most of the way up. Then Dani rolled onto her back, pulling her down with her. Before she could react, Dani locked her bare legs around Gwen's waist, squeezing with all she had. She leaned back, pulling tight as she could on the shirt around her neck, pulling Gwen back as well. Right away, Gwen was moaning in pain and gasping for hair. Dani could see her voluptuous breasts rising and falling, shaking, topped by her huge, nearly black areolae. And Gwen suffered and choked. She pulled at the shirt around her neck and she slapped the thighs locked around her waist. And then she smacked her palms on the floor in frustration and she rocked back and forth. But she was too tired and too beaten to get free. Dani kept the pressure on until she thought she heard Gwen's sobbing and she went past that until her own arms and legs were shaking with exhaustion. Only at that point did she let go of the hold and kick Gwen away from her.

Gwen was done. She was lying face down, breathing in shallow gasps. Dani glared at her, herself exhausted as well. When her own breathing had slowed down, she rolled the other woman onto her back. As she was turned, Gwen's head rolled and her arms flopped and she coughed and gasped. Her eyes opened and closed at random. Dani continued glaring at her. Gwen's face and breasts and stomach were red and raw from the beating Dani had given her. She thought of sitting astride her and punishing her further. Then Dani realized that the front door was still open. Outside, it was still pouring rain. With great effort, she pulled the beaten woman up and half-dragged, half-ushered her down the hallway and out the door and to the front yard. At this point, the loser of the fight had regained some semblance of awareness of her situation, and she was glaring at Daniella, even though she clearly had no ability to defend herself. They stood like that, two catfighters in the pouring rain, and Dani measured her one last name and slammed a punch home across her beautiful face. The blow struck her down and Gwen landed flat on her back. Dani stared down at her, wanting to be certain she was truly done, and when Gwen moaned and tried to get up, Dani stamped her foot down into her crotch and in the chest. Then, she went back inside the house. When she came back out, she was carrying armfuls of Gwen's clothes, her very expensive and very tasteful clothes, and she tossed them into the yard with their owner. There had been a lot of clothes in the closet, and Dani went back and got another load, just to make sure, and scattered it in the rain as well. Then she stood by the door, under the entryway, leaning against the wall and admiring her work as Gwen lay coughing and spluttering, topless, on her back as the rain fell hard on her and on her wardrobe. Then Dani found her shirt and staggered to her car and drove home, leaving the woman she'd thrashed lying on her front lawn in the right neighborhood, exposed for who she really was.

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