The Pain of Success Part 2

[Janine_G]

Greg called Lindsey's office a few weeks later.  Her phone buzzed.  "Ms. Success?" her reception asked, as always, despite Lindsey constantly trying to get Trudy to call her by her first name.

"Yes, Ms. Clark?" which is the way Lindsey teased her for not calling her by her first name, for despite being a stern boss, she had great respect for the people who worked for.

"Mr. Gregory Tempest from Conner-Tell is on the line for you."

"Put him through," she said with a smile.

"Well, hello..." she purred.

"Well, hello," he mimed back.

"What's up?" she asked.

"Can you fly to Albuquerque this weekend?" he asked.

She opened her phone and looked at her calendar.  "I can't leave until Saturday morning, but I can.  Did you find someone?"

"Yes, but she won't fly out here, so we have to go to her."

"Let's do it." she replied.  "We'll take my plane.  I don't want anyone to know we're going."

"Yes ma'am." he said.

And on Saturday night, Greg drove Lindsey to an old storefront he had rented.  It had a huge room and bright lights and above it was an airbnb with a one bedroom apartment that he had also rented in addition to their hotel room at Hotel Chaco.  He had rented the car so that no one else would be involved.  He had arranged an Uber for their guest. 

Greg had explained that Lindsey's opponent was a bit different than her last foe.  She was a fetish performer, dominatrix and had done some arranged fighting, but what had convinced him she was the right person was when he came out to visit her, they had arranged to meet in a bar near where she lived and she had had a black eye.  When the bartender had come up to serve them, she had teased Alana about the fight she had been in that had given her the black eye.  She had won the fight, despite being jumped by a woman who was apparently about fifty pounds heavier than her, or so the story went.

Lindsey was optimistic, but when Alana walked in, she was disappointed.  The woman looked like a barbie doll and while Lindsey knew better than to underestimate anyone based on appearance, it wasn't what she was expecting.  The woman was hot though, and Lindsey found her sexy.  She walked over to Greg after he greeted Alana and whispered that if the other woman was up for a threesome afterwards, she would be down for it.

Alana spoke up, "Hey, listen." she said gruffly. "I can't promise I can follow any rules--to me a fight is a fight and I will definitely lose my temper.  Can we just fight?"

Lindsey almost climaxed right then.  "Oh gosh, yes." She grabbed her phone and sent a note to Trudy, 'may not be in this week, clear my calendar' and scheduled it to send Monday at 7 am.

The woman was wearing a black t-shirt, black shorts and thigh-high latex platform stiletto heels.

"If it's okay with you, I'll fight in these" she gestured to her heels as she stripped.

"Okay." Lindsey said.

She turned to Greg, "I'm gonna break your bitch, here, buddy.  And when she's done, I get the extra 10k, right?"

Greg smiled and nodded.  Lindsey smiled too.


The woman's make up was nicely applied and her nails were long and clearly weapons of opportunity. 

Both women removed their clothes.  Greg looked at both.  "Okay, begin."

Alana didn't waste any time, she walked briskly up to Lindsey and the two started trading blows.  No hair pulling, no scratching, just punches as if they hated each other.

Alana was deflecting or blocking most of Lindsey's punches but connecting with her own.  Lindsey took a blow to her left tit and then another to her cheek.  She stumbled.  A left hook to the face, a right cross to the jaw and a left hook to the mouth dropped her to her knees.  The heavy platform shoe crashed into her ribs and she groaned.  A second kick crashed into her left tit again.  She tried to get to her feet, but Alana's boot crashed down onto her back and flattened her to the floor.  Greg's cock was throbbing as he sat silently and watched the blonde thrash Lindsey.  "I've done well." He thought to himself.

Alana grabbed Lindsey's red hair and yanked her up.  Lindsey swung a punch a slammed it into Alana's gut. The blonde winced and smirked as she drove the redhead backwards into the wall. The two women pounded each other with punches and Lindsey clawed Alana's face.  The blonde pulled her hand away with one hand, pressed her forearm against Lindsey's face and pinned it against the wall with her other and then launched a series of knees to Lindsey's crotch, thighs, and lower body.  The thuds were punctuated by grunts from Lindsey who Alana pounded with her legs until she felt the redhead's lower body give out and then she stepped back and let her fall to the floor.   

Lindsey was breathing hard, her head was down and her hair fell about her face.

"You ain't much." huffed the blonde, who was sweaty and breathing hard, but didn't look bad at all.  Other than taking a few punches, she was very in control.  She launched a brutal kick to Lindsey's ribs again, causing the redhead to squawk in pain.  A second kick crashed into Lindsey's face, snapping her head back. Blood gushed onto the floor and Greg almost jumped up from his seat.

"Oh look man, your tough bitch is leaking..." 

She stepped back as she allowed Lindsey to struggle to her feet.  Lindsey's face was a macabre vision to Greg, blood was covering her mouth after gushing from her nose.  Her makeup was smeared.  Her left tit was bruised, swollen and misshapen and she was unsteady on her feet.

She smiled at Alana and Greg.  "C'mon bitch..." she said, "Is that the best you got?"

Alana came at her fast. She threw a dozen punches if she threw one.  To Greg's surprise, Lindsey countered with several punches of her own, and clearly tagged Alana despite backpedaling and twisting to protect herself.  The redhead grabbed one of Alana's tits and her pussy and spun her into a wall.  Alana countered with the same grip and the two stumbled about mauling one another's pussies and Lindsey's less-damaged tit.

Alana was clearly not liking this part of the fight, her face a  mask of pain as she switched hands and grabbed Lindsey's pussy with her left hand and used her right to grab Lindsey's severely damaged tit.  As she twisted, Lindsey screamed.  That breast was clearly sensitive.

Lindsey released her grip on Alana, and tried to pry the blonde's hand free.  Alana took advantage.  Knee to the crotch, left hook to the liver, left hook to the ovary, left hook to the body, again a knee to the crotch, and all the while, not letting go of the tit.  Lindsey was getting her ass kicked.  She changed tactics and wrapped up with Alana, who struggled back with her.  They stumbled about and fell ot the floor with a groan from both.  They rolled around, struggling with one another, clawing and scratching and Lindsey got on top.  She pounded Alana.  It was brutal.  Greg winced and his heart sank, yet another win for his girl, he thought. She was pounding Alana but the blonde, to her credit, was bucking wildly and thrashing back.  Suddenly, Lindsey lurched forward and was unseated.  Greg could see Alana's face and tits, they were pretty banged up, her left eye was swelling and she had a fat lip and her tits were red and starting to bruise. 

Because of her damage, Lindsey couldn't scramble to her feet quickly enough and so Alana was able to scramble onto her back and use her weight to pin her down.  As she did, she jammed her hand between Lindsey's legs and whatever she did to Lindsey's pussy, the redhead screamed in a way Greg had never heard her scream.

Alana seemed to smile, despite an intense look on her face.

Lindsey strained against the weight and strength of the blonde.  She suddenly screamed, "That's my fucking clit you cxnt! If you don't beat me in to submission now, I'm gonna fucking destroy you!"

Alana jammed her hand again further between Lindsey's legs, "AIEEEEE!!!" screeched Lindsey and Alana grabbed her hair with her free hand and pulled her head back harshly.  The veins in her neck bulged as Lindsey struggled against her.  Lindsey lurched forward and somehow changed the balance.  Alana lost her grip.  Lindsey scrambled free, twisted, and kicked Alana in the face.  They got to their feet.  Lindsey was in a frenzy.  She pounded Alana.  The blonde struggled to fight back but was overwhelmed.  She fell to the defensive position.  Lindsey rained kicks and punches down on her until the blonde fell to her hands and knees.   Lindsey grabbed her hair and kneed her in the face several times and then stepped back. Alana lurched forward, ass up.  Lindsey moved behind her and grabbed her exposed pussy.

It was Alana's turn to wail.  She trembled.  Lindsey leaned forward and forced her hand inside of her, stretching her pussy beyond what she could take.  She grabbed her hair with her free hand and forced her to her feet.  Greg could see Alana's face contorted in agony.  Her entire body trembled and her legs were spread wide to ease the pressure, she tried to reach between her legs to pull Lindsey's hand out, but Lindsey was coming from behind her.  Lindsey drove her forward and she fell to her face again.  The redhead cruelly thrust her arm forward and the blonde's body convulsed with each thrust.

After several thrusts the blonde sobbed out, "Oh god you sadistic fuck! You fucking whore, you win, you win, I quit you psycho, I quit!"

Lindsey yelled in victory, "Yes you BITCH!  I own you!" and she rolled off onto her back and moaned with pleasure.

They let Alana leave and gave her money for medical care and the extra money despite not winning. 

Despite being battered, to Greg's surprise, Lindsey took him right up to the airbnb and fucked his brains out, over and over.  She was hot.

At the end, she said,  "We're getting closer..." and she smiled to herself.

to be continued...

[Janine_G]