It's in my blood

[Janine_G]

"Jackson," his stunning fiance said quietly as they lay in post-coital bliss.  "I need you to understand.  It's in my blood."

He rolled on to his side, "Elle, I hear you, but seriously, you can't do that in certain circles."

She kissed him, her swollen lip and cheek making it awkward.  "That is something I can't promise.  It is my way of handling things.  If needed." she added.

The opulence of the magnificent room, their master suite in Jackson's inherited ocean-front estate, spoke volumes to the discussion.  The night before, at a club, Elle and another woman had gotten into quite the brawl, and Elle had ultimately punished the woman for engaging in the conflict, though she had taken her share of punishment.

"I will respect the dignity of certain situations, but fighting will usually be the way I settle conflicts.  It is a release for me, and a definitive way to address complicated disagreements."

Jackson shrugged, knowing that her statement that it was "In her blood" was basically irrefutable. They married three months later in a wedding that was covered by the tabloids and papparazzi from across the globe and they began their lives together. 

Jackson's brother Reggie married about a year later, a stunning brazilian woman with a fiery temper similar to Elle's and it wasn't surprising as the boys had essentially married their mother, who was known for her striking good looks and fiery personality.

Jasmine and Elle spent more time together than either would have liked, and they maintained a facade of a good relationship, but they knew that at some point, their feral nature would require that they "sort things out" and establish a pecking order. 

And yet, both women respected the need to keep some level of decorum between them as they were married into the same family.  Reggie and Jasmine came to Jackson and Elle's beachfront estate one weekend as they had a fundraiser to attend in the neighborhood later that week and chose to spend some time at the beach.  Jackson and Elle were supposed to be out of town, but due to some changes in plans, ended up being in town and so the four were spending more time under the same roof than either Elle or Jasmine had anticipated.  And so it was that Saturday evening that Jackson was startled from his slumber to hear his wife's voice yelping in pain from the courtyard below.

He rushed downstairs to find Jasmine and Elle rolling around in the wet grass, fighting violently.  While they were both in the throes of active battle, it seemed like Jasmine may have been winning at that moment, but regardless, he quickly broke them up.  Neither was very clothed, having somehow crossed paths in little more than their bedclothes which was not much for either woman.  Elle had been left wearing just a g-string and one of Jasmine's tits was exposed as was most of her pussy, the fabric of her underwear having been stretched to an unusable length.

"I will fucking finish this." Hissed Elle.

"Agreed." said Jasmine. 

"ladies, it's two in the morning.  If you must, you can finish this tomorrow properly.  We all knew this was coming."

"Indeed" snorted Jasmine.

"First thing tomorrow, in the sun room."

Jasmine shrugged.  "I will ruin you and finally exert my dominance."

Elle laughed, "We shall see."

And Jackson stepped between them, pointing Jasmine towards her bedroom and taking Elle by the arm to theirs. 

Despite being scratched up and a little bruised, Elle was especially horny and fucked Jackson on the floor before they made it to the bed. 

In the morning, she simply pulled on a robe and had him follow behind her.  They waited in the sun room for Jasmine and Reggie.

The two women somehow both realized that they would be fighting naked, neither had worn clothes.  Jackson was a bit surprised by this, but Reggie seemed unfazed.  Reggie came to sit next to his brother.

"How do you think this ends?" Reggie asked his brother, 1 year older than he was.

"One of these two begging the other for mercy." Jackson snorted.

"Yeah, which one."

"Normally, I would say Elle wins," he whispered, "but Jasmine is very tough. This could go either way."  The two women now stood in the center of the enormous sun room, normally used for parties, completely naked. 

"Okay, why don't you start so that we can end this finally?" called Jackson. 

And that was all the two women needed. They leapt at each other, and began smacking and punching one another wildly.  Their hair spun around their heads and their breasts jiggling with the motion of their bodies.  The smack of flesh and the thud of the blows was easily audible in the otherwise quiet room.  Occasionally one of the fighters would grunt or yelp when a particularly painful blow connected or an especially strong punch was thrown.

The fight got on to about two minutes with neither woman yielding any ground when suddenly Elle's head snapped back and her offense halted.  Wasting no time, Jasmine launched another punch to Elle's face and snapped her head back again while slamming a knee into her crotch.  The brazilian then grabbed her hair and yanked her forward to her hands and knees and followed by stomping and kicking her repeatedly until she curled up into a defensive ball.  Jasmine knelt down to begin to work her hands between Elle's legs and under her arms to her tits but as she did so, Elle grabbed one of her tits and jammed her hand into her pussy and Jasmine squealed. Elle erupted from her defensive position and tackled Jasmine and the two became entangled in a catball as they rolled around on the floor clawing and attacking one another like the two feral animals that they were. 

They groaned with exertion and pain, each threatening the other with ruin and devastation as they left deep welts on exposed skin and dug furrows of torn flesh on and around their breasts and vaginas.  They broke the catball as Jasmine mounted Elle and began to punch her furiously in the face and tits.  Jasmine's breasts were badly damaged and her nose and mouth were bloody.  Elle appeared in worse shape as she fought back from beneath her sister-in-law.  The fight had definitely shifted in Jasmine's favor but after several moments, Elle was able to unseat Jasmine and counter the attack, mounting her and starting her own offensive.  After suffering a beating from Elle, Jasmine hip-thrust into the air and bridged, unseating Elle and leaping onto her face down, pinning her to the floor.  Elle looked up at Jackson as she struggled to escape but suddenly the color drained from her face and her eyes went wide as her lips contorted in a mask of agony.  Jasmine yanked her head back by her hair as violated Elle cruelly, digging into her labia, clit and anus.

A wail of anguish escaped Elle's throat as the other woman attacked her body in a vicious assault on her most sensitive area.

"Oooooooohhhhh gawd..." whimpered Elle as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Yield, slut..." instructed Jasmine.

"Noooo..." whimpered Elle.  Her body suddenly jerked as Jasmine thrust fingers inside of her sensitive pussy. "HOLY FUCK!" screamed Elle, "OH.....MY....HOLY, HOLY, OH MY...FUCK!" she struggled in vain to escape Jasmine.

"Give, Elle..." Instructed Jasmine, gasping for breath herself

Elle wailed, and then lurched forward, somehow breaking the hold Jasmine had on her and spun to face the other woman.

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On their knees, and with tremendous effort, the two women began to trade blows.  It was all right hooks.  Jasmine used her right fist and Elle used hers.  Punch after punch the two women slammed their fists into one another.  Mostly blows to the jaw, but several landed to the body, especially the breasts.  Their heads flew to the side, blood, sweat and spittle spraying out with each contact.  Their left breast, taking the brunt of the punishment, began to bruise and swell. 

Elle allowed the tears to stream down her face.  Jasmine pissed herself.  The fight was out of control, but neither brother would stop it.  "They need to get this out of their system" said Reggie.

"yeah," said Jackson, "Elle warned me it was in her blood."

The two women had slowed their punches to a snail's pace.  Finally, Elle lurched forward, wrapping her hands around Jasmine's neck and driving her backwards first onto her ass and then flat on her back.

Jasmine countered by digging her nails into Elle's face with one hand and grabbing Elle's pussy with the other.  Elle couldn't take the pain and let go of Jasmine's neck to pry her hand off her bruised and battered labia.  She yanked her face out of Jasmine's other hand and then leaned in and bit Jasmine's big fake tit.

Hard.

She immediately tasted the salty tang of blood as Jasmine screamed in agony.  In a fury, Jasmine rolled over and flipped Elle to her back, causing her to lose her grip on Jasmine's tit and Jasmine then retaliated by grabbing Elle's huge right tit in two hands, squeezing it into a balloon and then biting down on her swollen areolae and nipple.  Elle shrieked in agony flailing wildly in the pain of the moment.

She jammed her fingers into Jasmine's nose and yanked up, pulling the brunette off of her tit and bodily twisting off of her body.

The two women rolled all over the floor jerking about, clawing at their round buttocks and between their thighs, ripping at the sensitive flesh of their breasts any place they could, trying to overwhelm their foe with as much damage as they could inflict.

Jasmine broke free and slammed Elle's head into the floor, then struggled to her feet as Elle rocked side to side stunned.  As she got to her feet, she kicked Elle in the face, snapping her head back with the violent blow and then she stomped her several times in her back and flanks as she once again knelt down at Elle's hips.  The darker skinned woman struggled to move but was too wounded to do much.

Jasmine pushed her thighs apart with some effort, wincing in pain.  "Give up Elle...quit before I truly ruin you..."

Elle struggled to move, whimpering as she did so. She clenched her buttocks together protectively, but Jasmine forced her hand into her vagina, first one finger, then two and then ultimately her entire fist was inside of Elle's pussy, stretching it more than anything she had ever suffered.

ELle gagged as she was violated by her sister-in-law.  Her body jerked violently as Jasmine exerted her dominance.  "Give up Elle!" she gasped.

Desperate her face a mask of agony, Elle made eye contact with Jackson.  Her battered face was swollen and bruised.  "H-h-h-hel---hel---help me...." she pleaded to her husband as Elle demanded she submit or she would be so damaged that she would never bear children. 

Elle screamed in defeat as Jackson stared at her blankly, knowing he could not, in fairness, interfere.

"Oh god you bitch I yield!" she screamed, "I SUBMIT!!!" Elle mercifully pulled her hand free and raised her arms in victory.

She collapsed into Reggie's arms as he embraced his victorious wife.

Elle sobbed quietly as Jackson finally came to her side. 

It took Elle two days to recover to a point where she could get out of bed to do anything more than go to the bathroom.  On the second day, almost unrecognizable still, she walked into the kitchen while Jackson was eating his breakfast.

He looked up at her as she texted slowly on her phone.

"Who are you texting?" he asked her quietly.

"Jasmine" she answered, wincing as her face moved.

"About what?" Jackson asked, totally surprised.

"A rematch.  I told you, it's in my blood...."

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