Vicious vs cruel

[Janine_G]

The two women had grown up on their island, one in "St. Maarten" and one in "Saint-Marten".  Attached but separate, their upbringing had been similar and their paths remarkably so as well.  They had worked to not cross paths, but the government had relegated their chosen profession to such small parts of their respective "nations" that they had always been only less than 1 kilometer apart. 

They ran their brothels similarly, with a small but dedicated group of women who were beautiful, sexy and very mature about the business.  They both were very lucrative, but they also ran things very efficiently and with iron fists.  They also squashed all other competition.  Both occasionally "worked" as well, but only for particular clientele and only for top dollar.

Brittany was striking, with red hair and a tight body.  She had taken control of her brothel after the madam who owned it had decided to retire.  She had planned on leaving it to her daughter, but her daughter was spoiled and Brittany really wanted to the business.  Once she had decided to leave it to Brittany, the daughter had gotten upset and she and Brittany had come to blows over it, with Brittany leaving the woman beaten in her own home. 

Kara had simply taken control of her business the old-fashioned way: she had been the top earner and the original founder had decided it was hers.  She too, like Brittany, had to fight off many other women who felt that they were more deserving, but in the end, the had proven that she was not a woman to be taken lightly.

The two had avoided one another with deliberate intent.  They had many fights in their lives, but did not feel a need to challenge the other.

That all changed when one man, and one woman, made a grievous, but minor mistake.

Terrence Mangee was a deck hand on a charter yacht.  He liked to visit a young woman in Kara's brothel regularly, but one weekend when she was away, he chose to spend a night with another woman, named Noelle, who worked in Brittany's house.  She liked Terrence and he enjoyed her, in fact, even more than he enjoyed the other woman, which meant his regular visits to Kara's brothel ceased.  When Kara's girl learned of this, she complained to Kara, who didn't like the way things had gone down.  In the past, it had been an unspoken courtesy that if this happened, the "substitute" always referred the client back to the original escort which Noelle would have normally done, but she really enjoyed Terence's company. Kara reached out to Brittany, who defended Noelle, but in her heart, knew Noelle had made the mistake. 

Kara decided to take matters into her own hands.  She didn't like being taken advantage of and in her heart, she was vicious.  She sent her enforcer to "remind Noelle of the way things should work."  Her enforcer was a nasty girl named Sasha, and Sasha cornered Noelle, who was not a willowing wallflower herself, outside of a bar a few nights later.  Sasha and Noelle fought, and as tough and mean as Noelle was, Sasha fucked her up badly.  She left Noelle unable to work for several weeks.

Brittany was furious.  Two weeks later, she found Sasha late one night and put her in a world of hurt.  Things were coming to a head.

Kara was vicious, Brittany was cruel.  They were on a collision course and before things escalated, both agreed to settle this feud one on one.

They agreed to fight in an old school yard that no one visited any more.  It sat between the two brothels about half way between them.

The two women walked towards each other in the light of the full moon, the warm tropical breeze blowing across the big field.  Neither was dressed for a fight, but neither expected to be wearing clothes by the end anyway.  They both had sharpened their nails and each had a small blade tucked in their waistband.  As they walked towards each other, Kara spoke first.  "Why don't we get rid of the weapons and the clothes.  We can always go back for them once we've won..."

Brittany nodded.  "Yes, that seems reasonable, bitch.  And just so you know, when I'm done, I'm gonna go to your house and fuck your boyfriend."

"Oh Brittany, two can play at that game.  When I leave you in a puddle of your own piss, I'll go show Lisa what it's like to be with a real woman."

They were both naked at this point.  They were breathing fast.  They never liked each other and this was finally a reason to settle those differences.

"I'll do you one better.  Whomever wins, gets the other's business too.  We can stop this rivalry.  The loser can stay on, but no longer in charge."

"Deal." Kara said with confidence.

And suddenly, with no further dialogue, they sprang at each other. 

When vicious meets cruel, it's never low-key, especially when it's two naked women fighting for their lovers, their businesses, and their pride.

What was more, there was a history between Brittany and Kara.  Kara and Brittany's older sister had gotten into a fight outside a club about ten years earlier and Kara had beaten the other woman up so badly that she needed surgery to fix her face and she had required new implants.  It had been a fight that the towns had talked about for years.  The only reason Brittany hadn't gotten involved was that it was her sister who had started the fight.

Now though, so much more than just revenge was fueling her.  She slashed Kara's face and grabbed her pussy. Kara yelped and her body jerked as Brittany squeezed her nails deep into her labia and yanked up hard.  Kara punched Brittany in the face several times and then bit her shoulder, Brittany shoved her off, head butted her in the face and kneed her several times in the crotch.  Kara was hurt but didn't go down, that is until Brittany smashed her in the side of the head with both fists in an axe handle.  Kara crashed down onto her hands and knees and kicked her once in the face and then stomped her head over and over until she fell flat on her tits. 

Brittany sat down on her back, grabbed her ankles, and bent her body back under her arms.  She leaned forward and bit Kara's labia.  Kara screamed--no one can power through that kind of pain, but Brittany's center of gravity was off, and so Kara pushed up and launched the redhead forward onto the field, face down.  As she landed, Kara had already spun, grabbed her ankle, and pulled her towards her.  She jammed her hand into Brittany's pussy and jabbed her repeatedly with her fingernails before grabbing her clit and twisting it until Brittany screamed and pried her hand off, the two struggled with one another and rolled about, neither gaining an advantage. 

They regained their feet and charged at one another.  Brittany was stronger and carried Kara backwards and crashing to the ground.  She tried to mount the brunette, but was not that dominant and Kara unseated her only to get kicked in the gut and punched in the face.  Another kick to the pussy and a face claw followed.  Brittany gritted her teeth as she dug her nails as deeply as she could into Kara's face.  Her claws left deep welts and trails of blood as Kara lashed out and grabbed Brittany's pussy again. 

Suddenly, a glint of metal caught Brittany's eye and she realized the Kara's right nipple was pierced.  Too late, Kara realized she had never removed the ornament, and in seconds, blood was splattered across her chest and the fire in her tit was like nothing she had experienced.  She rolled away, choking back sobs as Brittany tossed the bar aside and stalked after her victim.  She kicked her repeatedly, anywhere she could connect: her chest, her ribs, her head, her ass.  Kara went down.  Brittany intensified the assault.  She pounded Kara relentlessly.  She yanked her head back and clawed her face.  She forced her hand between her legs and into her vagina.  Kara sobbed out in pain.  The brunette clawed at Brittany's tits, digging her nails in deep.  Brittany twisted her face in pain as she once again pried Kara's hands from her body.

She hauled Kara to her hands and knees and yanked her head back and slammed her fist into her face.  Kara lurched forward and tackled Brittany by her knees.  She scrambled on top of the redhead and began punching her repeatedly in the face and tits as Brittany flailed and fought back from beneath her.  Kara dug her nails into Brittany's face and left deep welts in the redhead's face, retaliating for the assault she had suffered. 

Brittany smashed a small rock she had grabbed into Kara's temple and knocked her off her perch.  Kara tumbled away groaning.  Brittany grabbed Kara by her hips and hauled her backwards towards her.  She got to her feet and almost fell.  Kara was face down, ass up.  Brittany punted her between her legs and Kara let out a groan of pain...she rolled to the side, clutching her pussy.

Brittany stomped one of her tits, rupturing it with ease.  Kara groaned again, writing in pain.  Brittany kicked her a few more times and then spat, "You're done bitch, I won.  I'm going to fuck your man...and that'll teach you to fuck with me ever again." she went to walk away but she turned and came back.  She pressed her knee onto Kara's cheek pinning her head down and then grabbed her clit and twisted violently. 

Kara screeched in pain..."That's for my sister, bitch...."

Kara guffawed in agony, rocking back and forth as Brittany got to her feet and walked towards her clothes, unsteady and clearly damaged. 

As she bent down to pick up her clothes, she was driven forward face down.  With a scream, Kara tackled her and landed on top of her, grabbing her head and slamming her repeatedly into the grassy field.  She yanked back so hard that Brittany thought her neck was broken, but since she could move everything she thought maybe she was okay.  Kara punched her face over and over until her nose shattered and then the brunette, in a rage, rolled her over and began stomping her repeatedly.  Brittany was overwhelmed.  Kara stomped her head several times and then crushed one of her tits, rupturing that implant as she kept pounding her with her feet.  The world began to spin around Brittany.  She pissed herself.  She couldnt' control her body.  She slipped into unconsciousness. 

She awaked to her hands and feet hogtied behind her by what turned out to be Kara's bra.  Fire burned on her belly and she looked down to see that Kara had carved her name into her using the small knife she had brought to the fight. 

Kara looked horrible, but had pulled her clothes back on.  "We're done now, and I'm going to fuck Lisa now, despite looking like this, and I'll see you at work, tomorrow.  I think I'll put Sasha in charge of your brothel.  You can report to her."  she spun and stumbled off.

[Janine_G]