The first of these stories is an old one of mine, loosely based on a cyber fight. The second one (the post below) is the same fight told by the loser. Some friends have asked me to write more stories featuing Becca. Watch this space.
JENN'S STORY
"You're a dumbass lunatic bitch" I muttered to myself as I stamped along the beach for the first time since that day that that blonde slut destroyed me there on the same beach. I hadn’t been game to go to the beach for months. I had been too scared, yeah me Jennifer Yvonne Peccavi scared! Scared of what people might say, scared of what might happen, scared of ..hell! my own reactions. I stubbed my foot in the sand and kicked up some sand as I remembered that horrid day. IT had started well, I had impressed my friends and some guys when I saved the ball for some kids, I had flirted with their dad, I had scared off their mom- even in my foul mood I couldn't help but smile at that memory, how I had chased her off to the Car park , cornered her there and scared her shitless- so scared she wet her pants.
But after that it had all turned to shit. The lil wimpy mom had bettered me in getting her husband to leave , in using the kids as a kinda shield so that I would look a creep if I tried to get my hands on her. My friends had left cuz I guess I was shitty company for them and I'd gone for a swim and then that foul blonde had set me up for a fight. I had been so sure I could take her but she cheated by biting me and I lost. But that was only the start of the horror. She got some guys to dump me in the lake then she took to me with a sandel. She made me –yeah me Jenn Peccavi all hot wet and subbie and then she whored me off to some guys who fucked me senseless. I couldn't walk right for days I was so sore.
And it got worse. A few days later I had a huge row with Will cuz the blonde bitch and some of the guys who took me got this page on the net. Will said it made me look like a has been porn star. He said all his bikie friends were laughing at him for having a bitch who got whored out. I left in tears and went to Mom and Dad's. And they weren't all that pleased to see me either. I guess Mom was right I only did head to them when I was in bad trouble. At least it wasn't with the law this that time.
A few days later Will and I kinda made up, he came round and I went back to the apartment. But I was tense and he was worse. Hell he knew I fought, that's how we had met, he knew I wouldn't win all the time and he didn't just know I fucked around a bit he had seen me, hell he had cheered me on, he had set it up. I guess the difference was those times he was in control. I was his bitch- yeah that's what the bikers called the women they were with. And his bitch did what he said. Well it wasn't my fault I lost that fight on the beach. Like I said the bitch cheated –she bit me.
And it was cuz I was upset and tense I went out with my girls. I needed them to tell me they looked up to me, that they needed my guidance that they respected me that they feared me that they were hot for me. Yeah I know that Domme bitches are supposed to be self contained self sufficient but I wasn't. And of course that made me feel worse still. I kicked the sand again as I muttered " Shit, of course I'm a pretend domme, I only do that cuz it covers all my insecurities I try to hide all my fears"
And all my fears had come out that night. I lost big time, I fought and lost to a currymuching Indian bitch. She picked the fight, she She spilt a drink on me and it was my drink. I'd been watching the Hawks in the playoffs till the bitch interrupted, she bought me a drink but it was just so she could spill it. Damn that Indian cxnt. Shit, i had just bought the shirt. I mean I had paid good money for it at WalMart and now it was ruined. She said she'd clean it up in the bathroom but once there she just totally ruined it. Then she insulted me, provoked me till I lashed out. And she fought dirty, she kneed me in the cxnt twice. The bloody Indian whore dommed me, yeah me, in the bathrooms, she fucked me, she used a frigging coke bottle to make me cum hard, she made me eat her out and left me naked tied up to the toilet bowl by my coat, the only piece of clothing she left me.
Just before she left me, she rammed an empty Coke bottle up my bum. I howled in pain and humiliation. But the worst part was when she said, "Thanks for the fuck, whore, and dont forget to turn it in for you refund."
and she left the coke bottle stuck in my ass.
She said "That's right, they don’t give refunds in Illinios. But I know that you, being such a cheap whore, will willingly drive to Michigan for the dime refund
And that was only beginning the night’s disasters. Judy freed me but ripped the zip on my coat so I was just about naked. And things got worse from there, I tired to blot them from my memory. While I was brooding over what these bitches had done I wasn't looking where I was going and all but crashed into a black boy with an ice cream. "Watch where you’re going kid" I snapped.
A woman –probably his mother –retorted "you should be watching where you are going, you gotta expect kids on the beach." I turned to glare at her, early 30s I guessed, short frizzy hair, modest one piece swimsuit, wedding band on her finger, a trim figure, with a pile of kids stuff round her. Yeah mom and family out for the day. She continued "and my boy was standing there, eating his ice."
I glared at her again "So!" I snapped, "he shouldn't be where people are gonna walk, this beach is crowded enough now." I put my bag down and stood ready to take it to the bitch.
The woman looked at me then away, she seemed scared. As she should be, I thought as I looked round. But it wasn't the spot where I could have some fun, too many families to run screaming to the lifeguards if I tried. "All the more reason why a woman like yourself should be careful." I turned to look at the speaker, another mom type.
I shrugged my shoulders picked up my bag and trekked down the beach again, even gloomier, I would have enjoyed putting the mom in her place if there hadn't been too many people around. Damn it, it was so unfair. And then I said that again. A few paces forward there was this couple. I'd seen them a few minutes before when the guy- dark haired, tanned, lean and probably if he stood up, tall- was rubbing suntan oil onto the woman- a slim topless blonde. He had squirted the oil onto the woman just above her breasts as he knelt behind her. Now he was cupping his hands over her breasts and rubbing the cream in. The blonde slut closed her eyes, her breath was shallow, she ground her ass against the guy. They were all but having sex right there in front of the moms and children.
And what was so unfair was that it was such a turnon. They were even wilder then I'd ever be.
I boiled inside. I wanted to scream, and I fought back tears too. Here they were pleasuring each other, in love with another, and somehow- despite what I said about them almost fucking- it was kinda innocent too. Cuz they were loving. Not like- but I didn’t want to go there. I told myself I was going to blot out that memory
It's so damn unfair." I muttered. I stubbed my foot, again kicking sand in the air but this time being careful to aim it on the blonde. She baulked, her pleasure broken and I turned "oh I'm so sorry. Did I make a mess." Butter wouldn’t have melted in my mouth.
But they made me even angrier for the guy said, "hon, let me clean it off" and then getting some damp towel he stroked the bitch's tits and belly. She was getting hotter and more horny; she panted and moaned as the guy flicked at her tits.
And it all came flooding back. I’d been in this bar after work a fortnight of so before this day, lonely, and yeah feeling sorry for myself. I started talking to this guy; he seemed sympathetic and before I knew it I was pouring out my troubles to him- about Will, about work, about fighting even. I was so stupid, so naive. Soon he had his arm around me. It felt good, I felt warm, wanted, as if someone cared, I kissed the guy and cuddled him A few more moments and we were kissing real hard, he had his hand inside my top. Yeah it felt good. I’d not had anything since Will threw me out and there was this guy, doing all the right things, making me feel like a woman should. And I just got hotter and all horny so when he asked me back to his place I agreed like a flash. We got outside and I thought I’d give him a hug in the alleyway leading to the car park. Stupid slut I was. He stood me against the wall and pulled down my panties. And I just let him! Hell how fucking stupid. Cuz this guy just took me there and then. In the alleyway against the wall, any passer by could have seen. And then he walked off. Talk about ‘wham bam thank you ma’am’ except he didn’t even say thanks.
Full of bile, anger and self disgust and as horny as hell after watching that blonde bitch and her guy just about fuck in public I stomped down the beach, kicking sand and mumbling to myself, jerking my head up from time to time to glare at some of the women in their bikinis- bitches all of them, so much better bodies than mine. All flaunting themselves, most with guys, those without guys looking around to see what guys were free- the place was a meat market. And I knew that I just didn't rate in that market, plump and cuz I burned so easily- in my yellow tshirt and shorts –yeah I'd pull the shorts off when I went swimming. IT was just unfair.
And there was this slim brunette woman in a white singlet and pink bikini pants sunning her legs, her boyfriend smearing sun lotion on her. "Another bitch about to fuck in public' I muttered to myself glaring at the couple "bitches, opening their legs for every guy that they can see." This woman glanced up and then kept looking at me. I focused on her, seeing her properly now, - probably my height if she stood up , her hair back in a pony tail, she was lean rather then slim, probably about 20 lbs less then my 155 pounds she looked like she worked out. And she looked as if she was about to make some sassy remark probably telling me not to glare at her. "Don't look at me girl. Didn't your mother tell you its rude to stare?" I snapped, after all attack is always the best defence.
And I was right, she was a mouthy sassy bitch. "Girl," she raised her eyebrows, " 'Girl' huh? And just how old are you?"
"You talking to me?" I retorted, I hadn't expected that as a comeback, I needed time to think of a good retort.
"Yes" she replied smirking.
"What did you say?"
"You know exactly what I said and you cant answer a simple question" she shook her head and smirked.
Heads were turning to see what the commotion was, I couldn't have this slut beat me in a verbal duel. I stepped up to stand just a few feet from her "I'm 27 and I told you its rude to stare at others."
She stayed down indeed she stretched as if to show contempt for me, then looking up smiled "Well I have 3 years on you so don’t call me girl."
Its not often, I thought that a woman will admit to being older. Bbut as I watched her stretch, showing her slim body, her shapely but muscular arms and legs, I knew why she was- she was just comparing herself to me- her body was so much better then mine even if she was older. I snapped back "well then don't act like a rude girl. Act your age not your brain capacity." It was a weak reply but it would have to do.
"You know very well, that I wasn't the one staring someone down'. The bitch looked me up and down, I knew she was sizing me up for a fight after all I'd done it myself often enough and had others do it to me. This bitch was going all the way. "I'd watch who you pick!" She was challenging me. She looked behind her towards a shallow channel, where a stream entered the lake. Further away from the lake it was reedy and bushy, just the place for kids to go tadpoling and play but here it was as sandy as the beach itself.
"And what did you mean by that girl?" I couldn't let this bitch get away with her challenge. "Did you think I was staring at you? Perhaps you have bad sight as well as bad manners."
"Why don’t you just go away and leave us in peace." Then to make sure I wouldn't do that she added more quietly so that I could hear but the onlookers probably couldn't, "fatty."
I was furious, being insulted was bad enough but using one of my favourite tricks against me was worse, it was me who had got so much mileage out of the snide whisper and now this cow was turning it on me, it was almost as if she had seen me before., I racked my brains to think of where I might have crossed this bitch and snapped back "It wasn’t me who opened their mouth to begin with. And swearing, see I told you you were bad mannered. Stuff you bitch! " The girl's boyfriend seemed to smile knowingly, and I just knew he was expecting a fight. I smiled straight back at him.
That must have pushed the bitch right over the edge for she leapt to her feet and tried to stand over me. "He'd have nothing to do with a fat foul mouthed skank like you" she hissed as she jabbed a finger into my chest. She turned, walking over to the channel.
"We'll see wont we girlie" I walked behind her and smiled at her guy. I stepped down the bank and felt the cool water up to my knees.
She turned snapping at me "What are you doing, go away". She looked me up and down.
She was clueless if she thought I'd leave her after she challenged me . You poked me" I snapped. "Girl now apologise before I tan your butt"
"Fuck off " she shouted grabbing my wrists, her arms bulged as she tried to twist me down, to overpower me into the water.
"Bitch" I sat growling at her as I felt her force, she was a strong cxnt. I raised my knee, trying to hit her tummy, trying to make her back off. I spat at her. I was still upright but only just, the bitch had surprised me.. She glanced over my shoulder, I am sure she was looking at her boyfriend, sure she was hoping she would win to impress him.
She twisted her leg behind me and shoved hard. The bitch was trying one of my oldest tricks! And it almost worked for her too, my hands were pinned by hers, I stumbled backward gasping and trying hard to keep upright. "bitch bitch bitch" I muttered.
I heard a guy call out "when she goes she will make a big splash" He or some other guy sxxxxxxxed as I was forced backwards, against the bank. She pushed again and I fell backwards with her on top. "Timber" the same guy yelled, I guess he thought he was funny. The slut took her hands off mine and slammed my head hard into the sand under the water. I twisted my head away – I was lucky she lost her grip as my head hit the sand, I don't think she realized there was so little water. I broke water and gulped some air in my lungs. I shoved at her as I fought for purchase on the sand and twisted my body rolling on the slope of the sand to escape the bitch's grip.
I managed to get free but the bitch was still after me, she moved with me, I found her on top of me almost as she was before. I dug my nails into her back tearing at her flimsy singlet. It ripped . Such a good sound, she squealed as my nails dug in to her flesh. An even better sound. I swung my head trying to head butt the bitch as she grabbed my arms trying to pull them away from her back. Then she let one arm go and swung her fist hard into my cheek. My head snapped back, I groaned in pain but I was free. I got up on my knees and threw her a punch aiming for her tummy and a second aiming for her right tit.
Both hit , when the first did she let out an ‘ooof’ sound, when the second hit, she screamed. I managed to get her off balance, she dropped back on her haunches, at least I had slowed her attack for the moment.. She braced herself with her arms behind her on the sand then rolled away onto her tummy, she rolled further and got up on her knees.
Her boyfriend encouraged her "come on Becca". I glanced up he looked concerned. So at least I knew the bitch's name. She got to her feet.
Her guy's comments made me madder than ever, someone was cheering for her, no one was cheering for me. I tried to tackle her, yeah a dive on the sand is a risky move, but if it worked I could knock her back hard. Instead she dodged, sure I got her ankle but l landed hard. And heard a guy "That musta hurt the fat tart"
But some other man called out "get up don't let her get you now"
So perhaps I wasn't as alone as I thought. But I was in a hell of a position. The bitch lifted her free leg and tried to stamp on my shoulder. She had the advantage, the crowd could see she was winning. Many were cheering for her.
I squealed in pain as her foot struck, l let go of her ankle and rolled away, getting to my knees then to my feet and backing away. Some guy sneered "hey the big one's had enough.". I turned and glared at my foe.
"Ah you had enough?" the slut egged me on "Come on woman you started this let me finish you". She laughed aloud.
"Shut it bitch" Moving in slowly I held my arms up ready as if to punch her. But instead I lashed out with a kick to her tummy. She had been too confident, she hadn't expected my move, she gasped and groaned and doubled up. She stumbled back still bent over, still holding her tummy. I must have done some real damage then. That gave me some renewed confidence and I moved in a little more confidently, letting a punch fly to her body aimed just above where her hands still clutched her belly. She squealed in pain again.
"Get her get her good" some guy encouraged me- well i think he was encouraging me. He was like most guys they get hot when they see girls fight, as i did when I fought, especially when I thumped the other bitch into submission. And I began to think that I might do just that to this pretty brunette in her hot pink bikini.
I heard her guy scream again "get up Becc!" Yeah, he knew, he knew his girl was suffering.
She stepped back, slowly, she seemed worn. But then as I attacked she captured my wrists and held them, twisting my hands away from her. It was both defence for her and a sign of her superior strength, she smiled at me. It was only a matter of time before she got one of my arms behind my back again. She was just that much stronger. I tried to break free. I failed. She smiled again.
But if she was stronger I was heavier. I shoved hard, putting my weight into it. I so wanted to push this bitch over, like she had done to me earlier. Despite being wet from when she dunked me, I was sweating heavily, my face was flushed and I was starting to pant. I was tiring. She stepped back, no – I told myself that she was forced back. And that the tide was turning, that the oh so pretty brunette was going down. But the crowd was still on her side. They booed. They clearly wanted her to win. Damn them! I slipped my leg behind hers, and pushed again trying to trip her. Some guy yelled guy 'go girl she’s had it! Look at her! She s running on empty, stand up to the fat cow!" That just made me even more angry. I shoved her again.
She fell back into the water with me on top of her. It was deeper here and she struggled splashing around trying to get me off her. I almost smiled for now the roles were reversed.
She yanked my hair with one hand, as she kicked futilely in the water, all she did there was splash –she didn't touch me. But her tug on my hair jerked my head back. I squealed and rolled off her trying to get to my knees. I was nearly spent and sucked air in. I should have pushed her head under water and kept it there till she gave but I couldn't – I didn't have the strength.
I heard her guy yell out come on "Becca get up, don’t let her beat you your older, you’re tougher, you're more experienced come on!!
She got to her knees, she looked almost as tired as I was, she just knelt there facing me off in the water. Perhaps she hoped I'd just run away. Silly bitch, as if I would do that! Instead I moved in slowly shuffling forward. "Bitch give in bitch ...go away and just forget you ever saw me!"
She looked at me then up to her boyfriend and back to me again. "I don't think so" she snapped "I cant let Andrew see me walk away from you, I'm going to finish you." She looked up at her boyfriend again, Looking back I wonder if she needed to fight as much as I did, if she needed to prove herself as to her guy, or maybe her guy was like Will- just wanting to see his girl fight and fight hard. I could almost feel sorry for her, I might buy her a drink and talk to her now. But not then, then I had to destroy her in front of that crowd, then I had to prove I was the better woman. And I was about to.
But she moved first, lunging at me, tackling me back into the water with her arm wrapped round my waist. I squawked with surprise and anger as I rolled back into the water. I managed to get my arm round her neck and pulled her with me. For a moment we rolled around half in the water, half on the bank before I succeeded in rolling her under me and under the water. She panicked, if she had just gone with the roll I'd probably have been carried by my own momentum under her in turn and we'd have ended up apart but instead she pushed with her legs against the sand.. That stopped the roll but left her under me. She was trapped her head under the water and under my me her legs out to the side. She kicked and splashed with her legs.
I pinned her, her flailing arms hit hard, every move I made hurt me, every breath was laboured but I was going to squash this bitch. Desperate now, she pushed her head above water, it was hard to keep her pinned beneath when I was so tired, but I recaptured her and pushed her head back under again.. All she had done was steal a breath of air, she was still in the deeper water, only maybe 2 foot deep but that was enough to destroy her. [
She slipped away. Her desperation told and she got up to her knees but I knew she was done for. she had that look that tells she has no fight left. I moved to her, "fuck you bitch," she hissed.
I
I reached down for my foe pushing her back in the water, my hands on her shoulders, "oh no bitch, I'll fuck you." I dunked her. She didn't resist. Yeah she was finished. But I needed to make sure. I dragged her over to the edge of the water and straddled her. Then using that trick that bitch Kelly had destroyed me with I bounced up and down on her tummy. She gasped with each bounce as I squashed the air from her lungs. By now the pretty brunette who had challenged me was a wreck, she was fighting back tears, yeah I knew how she felt, hurt, humiliated and shocked. But I was wrong she still had a bit of fight back, she tried to knee me in the back. That did it, I lost my cool. She didn't break my hold, she might have if she had more force in her kick. But it angered me. I looked up at her guy as I pulled at her top. "Do you want it?" I asked him.
He stood there, I smirked landed a punch on his girl’s chin as she lay on the sand. She groaned and I pulled her top off and threw it on the sand a foot or so away. She covered her tits with her hands, even more humiliated as the now fading crowd cheered at her predicament. "Give in bitch?" I demanded
The girl blanched and shook. Then I had a better idea. I reached over for her bikini top and then rolled the beaten trash onto her tummy. I seized her arms, pinning them together and tied them with her own top. I rolled her over onto her back again. I smiled at her boy again "Hi there"
“Hi” he replied a bit hesitantly. Perhaps he was afraid of me- some guys are. But I don’t know, and I didn’t care. I wanted to take his girl apart and I had.
And now I wanted to humiliate her So, I replied, “Do you like your girl all tied up like a parcel?”
He looked down at his girl, “No I don’t, I thought she would smash you, you deserved it.” He looked at me quickly as if working out whether he had said too much. I glared back, he had. He sighed, he shrugged, “You smashed her but” he shrugged again, “she knew what the consequences would be if she lost. She’s been where you are now before today”
Well that cinched it for me I knew then and there that I could do whatever I wanted to this bitch. I was going to make her sorry she had ever been on the beach. "Stand up bitch" I ordered. She stopped lying on the sand, refusing to obey me. I kicked her in the thigh; she squealed but didn’t move so I kicked her again. "Get up bitch"
"No"
I jerked her bikini top tying her arms. She squealed in pain as I dragged her to her knees. She got up, red faced angry but helpless.
"Its walkies time" I giggled dragging her over to her guy. I kissed him and said "here’s the slut, if you want her."
Then the bitch bent her head, I thought in submission but she rushed at me butting me in the belly. I fell backwards in surprise I got up and punched her hard on the chin and then one at her gut. She crumpled to her knees. I kicked her in the belly and she fell back onto her back. I found the white singlet she had worn at the start and tied her legs with it. Now she was trussed. There was one thing more to do.
I looked up at the crowd "Finish her” one guy commanded as my foe lay screaming wriggling and helpless.
I hit her chin hard, it snapped back. I hit it again. And then a third time and the bitch’s head flopped back onto the sand her body limp. She was out to it. I stood up and walked off, the day had got better.
