[CA Sleeper]

Thank you for this trilogy!  These battles with Kim are outstanding.  I absolutely LOVED Kim getting choked out and left spread out on the bed.  Amazing imagery!   Please write more in the series! 

[ThumperAlpha]

Can't wait to read the tie breaker

[FyreCracka]

Thank you for this trilogy!  These battles with Kim are outstanding.  I absolutely LOVED Kim getting choked out and left spread out on the bed.  Amazing imagery!   Please write more in the series! 

We have another chapter ready to go, but I am working on a way to post it without all of the wonky formatting stuff. Any assistance would be appreciated  .

Can't wait to read the tie breaker

That was the tiebreaker....but it?s not over!

[FyreCracka]

The Nemesis
Chapter 4: There Goes The Neighborhood

The last time I saw Kim, she was stripped naked and sprawled out, laying unconscious on a bed in the Ritz. In time my hair grew back, most of the scratches healed- though I do have a few tiny scars from that night, but my life went back to normal. I got pregnant not long after and spent the next few years balancing being a mom, a career woman, and a wife- quite successfully, I might add.

We were living in an upper middle class suburban neighborhood, in a nice house, driving nice cars, we were living the American dream for the most part, with busy and fulfilling lives. I thought I had left Kim and that violent part of my life in the past.

Then, one day the house next door went on the market. A few days later, an 'under contract' sign replaced the for sale one.

I see an expensive car pull up as I'm returning from dropping the little one at daycare. The windows are tinted and all I can tell is that a woman is diving. Being naturally nosy...er, I mean curious, I linger in the driveway to see who my new neighbor is.

When the car door opens, I see an expensive high heeled shoe hit the driveway. The next sight my eyes observe is a well muscled calf, followed by a view of strong legs sticking out of a beige pair of shorts. As my eyes make their way up the woman exiting the car, I see strong arms coming out of the black tank top and long black hair hanging to the middle of an obvious Asian woman?s back.

My mind wanders back to the memories of my battles with Kim as I see the resemblance. Then the woman turns towards me and I see her face. "No..." I blurt out inside my car- it is Kimiko. This can?t be happening, surely it's not her.

I get out of my Jeep and walk towards the woman. She looks around and sees me. The woman's demeanor obviously changes when she sees me. That reaction tells me that it?s not just a similar looking woman but it is Kim.

She tosses her bag into her car and begins to walk in my direction. We meet right on the property line. Standing only a couple of feet apart. "You can?t be serious!?!....of all of the houses, I pick this one..unbelievable..." Kim says, in surprised and somewhat confused tone.

"Don?t pretend you you didn't know, Kim .... I don?t know what your plan is, but just give it up...." I say back, my posture stiffening.

"Honestly, Kelli, I didn't know....or I would have probably paid even more..." Kim says with sneer forming, telling me that the same animosity is still present in her five years after I conquered her last.

"You know that I can?t let you live there, right?" I say rhetorically.

"I don?t think it matters what you want....bitch" she answers back. Subconsciously, we have been edging closer to one another and are almost nose to nose. Fortunately, there is no one else out at this time to see this obvious confrontation.

"I guess we need to settle this, cxnt....come inside." I say commandingly.

"Lead the way, whore... I can?t wait to beat your ass." Kim says angrily as she follows me to my side door.

I let out a mocking laugh "just like you did the last two times?" I taunt as we walk into my kitchen.

"Sure... you kicked my ass last time, I?ll give you that, but... look at you now Kelli...you?re not the same woman.... you?ve let yourself go a bit.... how old is the kid?" she says with contempt.

I gather that she?s noticed the pictures and other obvious signs I am a mom now. "She?s four now....you have any?" I say trying to get a better feel for what my opponent has been up to in the last five years.

"Mine is 4 as well.... I just divorced her father...." she snarls back. After our last encounter, I know this bitch won?t hesitate to steal a man. I have to make sure she never moves in.

"We?ll make this one easy..... you win you can move into that house, I win you sell it as fast as you can.... the market here is hot, it shouldn?t take long." I say, staring into her eyes the whole time. 

"You?ve got a deal, bitch" she snaps back. "How do you want to do this?"

"The kid is at daycare and Jake is at work for the next few hours....we can settle it right here, right now" I say icily.

"Ok then....we'll do it here" Kim says, taking off her heels and sunglasses. I pull off my Uggs and begin to get ready. A few moments later, we are in the standing across from each other yet again. I?m in a light green sports bra, with my bare feet sticking out of black yoga pants. My blonde hair up in a ponytail. Kim is still her beige shorts with a black tank top, but is barefoot as well.

We try to stare each other down as we size the other woman up. Kim is right to a point, I've been slacking off hitting the gym and there is around 140 pounds on my 5'6" frame. My six pack is gone, replaced by the beginning of a mombod "pooch". My hips have gotten a little bit bigger after childbirth, giving me a more hourglass figure, complete with a slightly bigger chest. I still have about the same amount of muscle as in our last fight, just not quite as tightly packaged as it was in our last fight. I also know that she hasn?t beaten me in over a decade, I'm still better than her.

Kim, still looks like she has been working out, but age and motherhood have her weighing an equal 140 pounds. Her compact 5'2" definitely has more muscle on it and she does have a slight muffin top forming, but her arms and legs look even stronger than last time. She has pulled her jet black hair into a ponytail as well. I can tell she has been tanning and keeping up her appearance since she is back in the singles scene. This just reinforces how much I need to beat this bitch today. She's looked at my husband before and I don?t need her hanging around getting any ideas.

"Get ready to lose...again, bitch.... at least all your stuff is still boxed up" I taunt, still confident after my decade of dominance.

"Dumb cxnt, I'm not going anywhere.... you?re so soft now....you don?t stand a chance" Kim snaps back. As we begin to circle one another in my large open kitchen.

Both of us move much more comfortably now, we?ve been here before. Knowing this is where my advantage is, I swing first. My jab narrowly misses a sidestepping Kimiko. Her hook to the body doesn't miss, however, as the first sound of fist to skin contact reverberates off my kitchen's walls. The pain is familiar, I almost smile, knowing that I?ve missed this part of my life for last several years.

We stand toe to toe and trade punches. This is usually where I take control, but right now we are fighting to a stalemate. Hair is pulled, punches smack bellies and ribs. The sounds of each impact only drowned out by the yelps, cries and curses that we shriek at each other.

With every punch that lands, I can feel myself fading. She feels so strong. Before this turns into a beat down, I try to grab and wrap my arms around Kim. We engage in a mutual bear hug. We struggle against each other for a few moments, driving each other a few steps back and forth as we try to impose our will on the other woman.

Kim still has the strength advantage and drives me into granite counter. I let out a loud groan as my back slams into the hard surface. My lungs are burning and it becomes clear for the first time in our rivalry, Kim has the stamina advantage as well.

As my rival realizes that she is winning, she begins to ramp up her attacks. "You... are ... already.... washed.... up ... at 34...Kelli?" Kim taunts as she begins to land punches at will. "Bitch.... you?re.... so... weak.."

Knowing I️ have no chance against her in a straight up fight, I️ go the more more desperate and dirty route. I slam my knee into her womanhood. Kim howls and her knees buckle. I?m in no condition to hold us both up and we tumble to the tile floor.

There's a brief pause in the action as my Asian rival tries to recover from the impact of my knee and I try to get my breath back. The shorter woman is the first to lunge. I can see a rage in her eyes as her claws find my sports bra. She rips and pulls at it as well as my chest as she climbs on top.

I try to fight back by doing the same to her tank top. The thin cotton shirt offers no resistance and I shred it quickly as I try to destroy her large tits, but she is giving me a brutal mauling as well and it only gets worse when she hears her shirt rip.

"You....fucking.... bitch!" Kimiko shrieks, forgetting my chest and turning her attention to my hair. She sinks her talons into my scalp wrecking my ponytail before slamming my skull into the floor several times.

I can hear myself moaning and everything is hazy. My arms fall to the floor limply. Kim must have felt the fight leave my body because she shoved my head to the floor dismissively. "Fucking.... weak...ass... bitch....how... the ... fuck ... did... you ... beat... me?" she snaps as she gets to her feet.

Desperately, I try to move. Knowing if I can just buy myself some time, I might be able to mount a comeback like in our last fight. Before, I can even think about rolling over and getting vertical, her heel slams down on my belly. With a loud "Oooomph!!" I curl into the fetal position and begin to whimper.

Kim kneels down, grabs the back of my hair and wrenches my face towards hers. "You dumb cxnt, did you really think I?d make the same mistake again?"  Next, she strips what?s left of my sports bra off and tosses it to the floor before burying her fist deep into my belly. As I lay gasping for breath on the floor of my own kitchen, my leggings are pulled off, leaving me completely nude.

"Get up, bitch...." she growls as she pulls me too my knees by my hair. All I can do is hold her hands, trying to minimize the pain- and not daring to fight back.

"Please....please...no more.....you win....please .... stop" I tearfully cry out as yanks my hair down forcing my eyes towards the ceiling.

"You?re not getting out of this...that easily" Kim sneers with contempt as she grabs and twists my bare breast." I've waited far too long for this, Kelli... I?m going to get my moneys worth".

My lip begins to quiver with fear, I'm terrified at this moment. I should have known that we'd eventually take it too far.

The large chested women continues her assault of my chest with a slap thrown to my face every now and then for good measure, but just as she seems to get started, our heads turn towards the counter and my ringing phone.

Kim's face lights up and she drops me to the ground. "Well...well... who could be calling you?.... maybe....your husband... hmmmm... that gives me an idea."

Fortunately, the phone stops ringing before she can answer it. Kim turns her attention back to me. Without saying a word, she gathers what's left of my clothes. I don't know if it's because I'm just too beaten to resist or if Kimiko has conquered me to the point that I'm afraid to do anything, but I lay there as she hogties me, hoping this will just end.

She then disappeared from the kitchen and returns a moment later wearing one of Jake's shirts, almost as she is claiming it like a trophy. "Well, I can't wear mine anymore because of you, slut...so, I'll just take this one....my, my, he is such a big man..." she taunts.

She grabs my phone from the counter and then sticks my thumb on it to unlock it. I feel completely humiliated as she walks around snapping pictures of me. "Let me just text these to myself.... besides, you'll need my number, won't you, neighbor?" She says laughing cruelly.

I next see her scrolling through my phone...let's see...recent calls...there he is...? she say as she taps the screen.

"No... no.... please don't.... " I sob.

"Hi, Jake...it's me, Kimiko......... yes, this is Kelli?s phone but she's a little... ummm... tied up at the moment ...... wow, you are a smart one..... yes, of course, I won.... yes... she's ok....as soon as I hang up, I'll send you a pic. But you might want to come home and untie your weak, little bride....I'll see you around, Jake" she says in a calm, flirtatious way that completely contrasts with the violence and cruelty she subjected me to earlier.

Kim gathers her stuff and begins to leave. She looks back at me before she opens the door. "And don?t think this is over, bitch....the way I see it, it's 2 to 2 now..... and I plan one making sure everyone one here knows who the top bitch is in the neighborhood.... you better be ready next time, Kelli....because I'm taking something from you next time and this whole thing here.... it'll seem like pleasant memory after I destroy you next time.." and with that, she shut the door, leaving me to cry until my husband came home to free me.

[Lookout!]

Excellent series and I love these kind of ongoing rivalries in different scenarios.    It's always fun to see the twists and turns, along with how they escalate.     You've done a really great job with these so far and I'll definitely look forward to seeing more in the future!

[Dude64]

The only problem with your stories is there is not enough! I could read two a day! Excellent job!

[FyreCracka]

The best revenge Kelli could take next would be to find out the conditions of Kimiko's alimony settlement and report her violating them to Kimiko's ex.

You're a devious one. 

Excellent series and I love these kind of ongoing rivalries in different scenarios.    It's always fun to see the twists and turns, along with how they escalate.     You've done a really great job with these so far and I'll definitely look forward to seeing more in the future!

Thanks for the kind words. We have a few more chapters before this series is wrapped up. I hope you like the direction we take it.

The only problem with your stories is there is not enough! I could read two a day! Excellent job!

Thanks. 
I do wish we had more time work on these, but it shouldn't be too much longer before we finish the next chapter.

[Jessi the Country Cougar]

Can't wait to see how you make Kimiko suffer next time you bump into her.

[FyreCracka]

The Nemesis
Chapter 5: Breaking Point


After Kim humiliated me in my own house, she moved in next door and began to make good on her promise to make sure the neighborhood knew who the real alpha was between us. Whenever we were around our neighbors.... or Jake, she would treat me dismissively, make a passive aggressive dig, or even giving me a slight nudge to remind me of her strength. It was subtle at first, becoming more obvious as she realized that I wasn’t going to do anything about it.

I hated myself for letting it happen, but after what she did to me, I was too scared to stand up to her again. While we had split our four previous fights, the last one was so one sided that it crushed my confidence, making me feel inferior to her.

Between my new lack of confidence and Kim’s over abundance of it, I’m also starting to notice Jake paying less attention to me and catching him more and more stealing looks at her. They seemed to have too many lingering conversations over the fence, in the driveway, or when the kids were playing for me to be comfortable with. She had also gotten out of the dating scene, I was not so blind that I couldn't see that she had decided on my husband. Looking back, the worst part was that I couldn't really blame him, I wasn't myself and she was acting like I used to. Slowly, my self hate turned towards hatred of Kimiko.

Eventually, my anger overcame my malaise and I decided that I wanted... no, I had to get my life back. I started going to the gym- religiously. It took several months, but I got myself into better shape than I had ever been in. My new obsession with the gym had not gone unnoticed by her as her obsession with my husband has not gone unnoticed by me, and by early summer, we both knew our fifth fight was about to happen.

It was early summer and we were each lounging by our pools the kids splashing about, when I see Kim prancing around in, a much too revealing for her age, white bikini. I catch Jake staring at her as she is bending over, intentionally giving him a full view of her chest. After a little over two years, this was the straw that broke the camel's back.

I hop out of the chair I was tanning in and marched to the fence in my, slightly more conservative, black bikini. I motion her over, my intentions clear to all three adults around.

As she meets me at the fence, I'm filled with nervousness and excitement. From the way her nipples are showing through the bikini top, so is Kim. I can see the same hate that I have for her being reflected back from Kim's eyes. I can feel that there is only one thing in the world that can keep us from going at it, right here, right now- our daughters.

So we lean in, angrily whispering in each other's ears. "Are you fucking him?" I growl accusingly.

"No, I am not..... not yet anyway" the Asian woman snarls back. "I can see the way he looks at me.... he is only staying with you out of obligation, I'm sure.  A man like that needs a dominant woman- like me."

"Bitch, I'll rip you apart..... I let myself go and paid the price... I'm not the same woman.... I'm the one who beat your ass twice before" I whisper, the rage dripping from every syllable.

"Alright, cxnt, put up or shut up....find someone to watch your kid, then me and you settle it..... I kick your ass again and- I think you know what I want....I get him and you have to watch" she proposes confidently.

The thought of watching her fuck my husband in front of me has me seething. I look back at Jake. He obviously senses the tension and his swim trunks can’t hide his excitement. I lock eyes with Kim again, before I answer "Ok, whore, you're on. But when I win, you leave...I mean pack up and move."

“I can agree to that, but since you upped the stakes, so will I. When I make you beg for mercy.... I don't just get him for the night, I get him whenever I want. Deal?” She answers in a low growl.

“Deal...I’ll have the kid picked up in 10 minutes. Where do you want to do this?” I ask, every fiber of my body tingling with anticipation.

"Meet me in my den, I'll leave the door unlocked....I want to make sure you see where your husband will be spending his free time...weak bitch" she snaps back, almost loud enough for others to hear.

"I'll be there.... I can't wait for Jake to watch me beat your fat ass in front of him...hell, I'll fuck him in your bed just so you know what you’re missing, you wannabe homewrecking skank” I hiss.

I don’t know if it’s the 7 year itch or if he really is into Kimiko, but Jake doesn’t even feign an objection to the arrangement when I explain it to him. My parents arrive within a few minutes and pick up our daughter. As Jake and I walk to Kim’s, I see her mother pulling away with her kid. I glance at my phone, it’s been 8 minutes since we agreed to this and we are only moments away from what feels like will be our most intense fight yet. I haven’t had time for my anger to subside any, it feels like, if anything, it’s burning even hotter now as I march through her front door.

Jake shuts the door behind us and we walk into her large open den. Kim is standing in the middle of the room in her white bikini, her long jet black hair hangs halfway down her back. Her golden skin, shiny with tanning lotion. At 36, she looks virtually the same as the last time we fought 2 years ago. Standing 5’2” and weighing 140 pounds, she still has a much more muscular physique than me, but she also is much softer than I am. Her large breasts heave with each breath as stand across from each other.

My gym regimen has transformed my body since the last time we fought. My 5’6” frame has trimmed down to just under 130 pounds. I don’t have the six pack that I had in my 20’s, but I’m much stronger. I can see myself in a large mirror in the room, I’m not quite as tan as I’d like, but the definition in my muscles is still easy to see. Like her, my skin is glistening from the sweat and tanning lotion.

We each take Jake by a hand and walk him to the couch. I grab a couple sets of his handcuffs from a bag he brought over with him. We strip him naked. I’m shocked at how Kim shows no hesitation in getting my man undressed. Her brazenness is just feeding the fire inside me that I’m ready to unleash on her soon.

Not surprisingly, he is as hard as steel right now and Kim’s eyes linger over him for far too long before she looks at him says “soon....soon, baby...” in a seductive voice.  As the cuffs click shut.

“Soon, you’ll be moving, bitch...” I snap back. We glare at each other and for a moment I think we are going to start fighting on top of my husband. Somehow, we compose ourselves and walk to the middle of the room. I toss the bag with Jake’s handcuffs and keys to the foot of the stairs.

Kimiko pulls off her top. “Nothing you haven’t seen before and nothing you’re husband won’t be seeing soon enough- besides, I don’t need you using any weapons again” she barks, as she then pulls off her bikini bottoms.

I almost smile as I remember choking her unconscious with a bra in the hotel room that night. I pull my bottoms off first “fine..” I grumble before I pull off my top. I, then, upstage my rival by walking over to my husband and draping the bottoms over his erect member. Then I whisper into his ear “I’ll make you forget all about her......soon”. Earning myself a nasty glance from her as I walk back to the center of the carpet in the room and prepare to lock talons with her again.

“You ready, bitch?”

“Ready to make you cry, slut”

“You’ll be the one crying when I’m fucking your husband”

“Fuck you, whore!”

“Cxnt!”

We rush together, like so many times before. This time it's like we are two rookies again as our emotions overtake any strategy either of us might have had going in to this fight. All I want to do is to hurt her, make her pay for the last couple of years and as I look into her I eyes, I can see a burning passion as well. Though, I'm thinking hers is more about taking out a woman who has stood in her way professionally and romantically...she wants to crush me, take what is most important to me, I can see it in her eyes.

We meet in the center of the room, our hands immediately going for each other's hair. I try to yank Kim's head off, slinging her skull back and forth. She does the same. We shriek obscenities in low growls between screams and cries from the pain.

Our initial frenzy is intense, years of hate and frustration boiling over. We dance all over the large room in a stalemate. My hate-filled haze subsides enough for me to remember how to fight. I release a hand from her dark hair and bury it into her belly...only a fraction of a second before her fist crashes into my ribs.

My focus returning, I return to my brawling roots- left hand yanking Kimiko's hair, while my right fist finds her belly, tits and jaw. My Asian opponent does her best to trade punches in this "bitch clench" with me, but I won't be stopped...not today...I have to win.

We continue to go at it like two wildcats, but like in my earlier wins, Kim can't keep up when it comes to fisticuffs. She begins punching less and clawing more, trying to wrap me up and stop my assault before I really start hurting her.

Even when she gets us into a clench, I keep pounding her ribs. I can feel her fading. After all of this build up, could this be over faster than our last fight? With her arms around my ribs I feel Kim start to sink. Then I feel her squeeze and and lift me off the ground.

As soon as I feel my toes come off the floor, I wrap my legs around Kim. No sooner do lock my ankles behind her then she lets out a grunt and slams me back first onto the tile floor. I let out a groan as I hit the ground. The pain from the impact is intense but I manage to keep my legs wrapped around my nemesis, keeping her from getting on top of me.

"You're still a weak bitch.." Kimiko growls as she attacks my chest with her claws, clearly frustrated that she wasn't able to crawl on top of me. A scream escapes my lips as I feel her fingernails dig into the flesh around my nipples.

My legs flex and constrict around the Asian woman's waist and my back arches as I try to inflict some pain in a counterattack. Kim grunts as her core tries to resist my leg scissors and even though she is squeezing my tits even harder, I am emboldened by the sight of sweat beginning to trickle down her temple. I know I'm hurting her.

"I'm gonna ... break you.... in half... you ....homewrecking... whore!" I grunt out as I pulse my legs, working the scissor hold.

With her face reddening, Kim abandons the attack of my breasts and begins to try to escape my vice like legs. Her hands pressing and scratching against my thighs, trying to pry them apart. She plants on foot on the ground as she tries to get back to her feet. I'm not sure if she is trying to escape or slam me back to the ground, but I don't intend to allow her to do either. As she begins to stand, I take advantage of her being off balance and twist my body, sending her tumbling sideways. I quickly roll on top of her, straddling her belly.

Kim and I exchange slaps and punches, but mine are more effective from the top. She bucks and writhes, trying to escape. "Stay put...bitch!" I snarl, clamping my left hand around her throat, pinning her to the expensive floor.

Immediately her hands focus on wrenching her neck from my grip. I mercilessly punish her ribs and chest with my right hand. I feel the sting of the deep scratches on my chest as sweat begins to pour into them.

Infuriated, I shift my attacks to her prized possessions for some retribution. Slapping her larger tits until they are red before my finely manicured talons begin to rip at her golden skin.

Tears are beginning to flow from Kimiko's dark brown eyes and she wails in pain from my attack, her arms flail at my left arm as she desperately tries to free herself. "Give it up....slut.... I am better.... give up... before I ... rip your tits off!" I shriek.

"Never.... cxnt!" she moans back. I can feel her fading as her attempts to free herself get weaker. I continue the assault on the prized chest, mauling them until they are tracked with deep red scratches. I ask her half a dozen more times if she submits. Answered each time by increasingly feeble defiance.

At this point, I am basically trying to torture my foe into submission, she has almost stopped fighting, only focusing on not giving up. It becomes clear to me that I'm going to have to hurt more than her massive mammories to make this bitch break.

I release Kim's neck and slap her face until she tries to roll onto her belly. I immediately, begin to work my way into a half nelson and roll onto my back. I have her stretched out and on full display as begin to resume attack on her tits with my free hand.

I maul her prized assets shrieking obscenities and demanding Kim's submission. "No!....no..... no.." she sobs.

While reaching across her body to torture the breast farthest from me, I feel my desperate rival's teeth sink into my arm. I shriek in pain and release my hold, recoiling away from Kim. I roll a few feet away from her and look back. My nemesis is laying in her belly, struggling to get up.

"You weak ass bitch!.... You ..... will .... pay ....for .... that." I scream, the rage overtaking me. I get to my feet and rush in to finish Kim, who is still clearly in trouble. I rip the Asian woman to her knees by her black hair. As I prepare to further punish this insolent homewrecking bitch, a wave of pain flashes throughout my body when her fist collided with my womanhood.

I'm stunned for a moment and catch another punch to the same spot. I take a couple of steps backwards. Trying to regain the advantage, I charge Kim, who has made it back to her feet. I draw back a fist to hit my unsteady opponent, but my punch never connects as Kimiko's foot plants itself firmly into my stomach.

I am doubled over, the wind driven from my lungs. Before I can recover, Kim grabs my hair and I'm struck with a knee to the side of my head. I fall to my knees, gasping for air and clinging to consciousness. My rival isn't finished yet. The next attack is a soccer style kick that catches me in the ribs, sending me on to my back.

Writhing in pain, I see Kim standing above me massaging her mauled chest. Before I can move, she drops onto my belly. "I'll rip.... those ... pathetic... excuses ...for ... tits...off" she snarls as she sinks her talons into my breasts.

I wail as Kim begins to repay me for the damage I did to her precious chest. My nails dig into her wrists trying desperately to end the suffering of my tits, but she is possessed- clawing, twisting and ripping my breasts and nipples until tears flow from eyes.

I know I'm in trouble after the kicks and mauling. I can barely focus on anything other than the pain racking my body. After a few moments of Kim's attacks, she starts screaming at me to give up. While hurting, I'm nowhere near ready to give up and remain defiant.

For some reason, frustration maybe, Kimiko gets off of me. My relief is short lived, as I am pulled to my feet by my blonde hair. "Alright.... bitch.... I'll.... just... knock ... your .... dumb ... ass ... out" Kim growls through her heavy breathing.

By this point, both of of us are in pretty bad shape having endured quite a bit of punishment. We are each covered in sweat, our makeup smeared, scratches mark our bodies- especially our breasts. Our hair is damp and lies limp, and bruises are becoming visible on our skin.

Holding me up by my hair, Kimiko measures me for a knockout punch. Summoning everything I have left, I block the big punch with my forearm. With a grunt, I throw my own retaliatory punch to her belly. I hear Kim groan when my fist sinks into her toned tummy and feel rejuvenated somewhat.

Kim and I begin trading slow, sloppy punches. Neither of us are even trying to put up any defense. Both of us just digging deep to answer every punch with one of our own. The strikes hit our flanks, breasts, bellies and faces. If they had anything on them neither of us would be standing, but as it is now, it is more a show of sheer willpower.

Finally, we wrap each other in a clinch. I'm sure the only thing keeping us vertical is the other woman. As we cling to the other woman we try to squeeze, punch, pull hair, or whatever we can do to hurt the other woman, but neither of us have any strength left.

"He... is ... mine.." I whisper into her ear as I strain to find some way to hurt her.

"Not... for ... much ... longer... " she whispers back, her grip on my hair tightening.

"I ....fucking ... hate... you..." I growl.

"Fuck.... you.... whore..." she grunts back.

"I ... will... break ...you..."

"I'm... going... to ... take... everything.... from ...you..."

"Over... my ... dead ... body....slut"

"You'll ... wish ... you ...were ... dead .... cxnt"

We collapse in a heap onto the floor and begin rolling in the world's slowest catball. Every fiber of muscle in body is on fire, as try to hold Kim down. Time after time I power her on to her back only for her to muscle her way into a reversal, but every time she has me planted on my back, I am able to struggle my way back and flip position.

Back and forth we go, slipping and sliding over each other, neither able to hold the advantage for long. Then it happens, Kim is on top when I feel her knee smash into my crotch. The pain is intense and my scream is virtually silent. Instinctively I reach to soothe the pain, only to feel the Asian woman's fist connect with my jaw.

For a moment it feels like I'm having an out of body experience. I can see and feel Kim moving further on top of me, but my body won't respond and I am powerless to stop her.

I feel her fingers clamp around my jaw. Kim forces me to look at her. "Last... fucking.... chance... bitch.... SUBMIT! ... give... me... what ..... I ... WANT!" Kim shrieks only mere inches from my face.

I fight to snap out of it and glare back defiantly. Rage flashes across her dark almond shaped eyes. Without a word, she tightens the grip on my jaw and covers my face with her tits.

I struggle underneath Kimiko, twisting and bucking to create any space for me to breathe. Despite my efforts, she has my face pulled in tightly against her tits and every time I think I can steal a breath, her flesh denies it to me. In desperation, I try to bite Kim, but her grip on my jaw won't let my mouth open. I pull her hair and claw her arms in a panic, as I try to get free. I’m completely spent and everything begins to go dark. The last thing I hear is the backs of my hands slapping against the floor as they slide off her arms and I slip into unconsciousness.

My eyes flicker open and start to focus. Kim is sitting on my chest, pinning my hands above my head, her naked pussy resting against my chin. She is still covered in sweat and breathing heavily, so I know I was only out for a few seconds at most.

"No...... Kelli..... it's not ..... going.... to.... be .... that ....easy...... you ... have ... to ...give ... up" Kim snarls as uses her pussy to push my chin up until it feels like my neck is about to break. "Say!... It! " she shrieks. "Give... him... to.... me!!"

"No....no.... No! He... is ....mine!!" I scream back, focusing on Jake for every bit of inspiration I can find as I try to buck Kimiko off.

With a primal scream, she grabs my hair with both hands and slams my head onto the hard floor. I'm barely aware of what is going on, but I see Kim draw her fist back.

I can't move, but I can't make myself give up. "Kelli... give ... up. I don't ... want ... to hurt.. you ... anymore .... just ... give... me ... what.. is ... mine! Say it!" Kim says, almost pleading.

I can feel the tears streaming down the sides of my face, but I manage lock eyes with her as I whisper "no". Her fist immediately slams into my cheek, sending my eyes rolling as I barely cling to consciousness.

"Say... Jake .... is ...mine... please...I really don't .... want ... to ...keep... hurting...you" the Asian woman says, drawing her hand back again.

Again, I whisper "no". I can hear the smack of the slap echo off the walls

"Give him to me"

"Never..."

A backhand slap whips my head the other direction.

"Say it, Kelli!"

"...no...."

I taste her hand again.

"He's mine...tell me!"

"Fuck yo-" another backhand cuts me off.
My face is stinging but I still can't bring myself to utter the words that Kim needs to hear. Kimiko continues to answer every one of my refusals with another slap to my face. All of the adrenaline from the fight is gone as this torture wears on and my entire body aches like nothing I've ever felt before.

The slaps get progressively harder as the my rival frustratedly tries to break me after every defiant "no". Finally, she draws back and lands another punch to my face, I taste the familiar coppery flavor of my own blood in my mouth and I can feel my eyes swelling from the beating. As she draws back again, I weakly gasp "Stop!....he's yours.....I give up.... no more...." I sob as the words leave my lips, but she has broken me, I can take no more.

As the cobwebs clear and I become aware of where I am, And the reality that Kim has won set in. Through my tear blurred eyes I can see Kim’s face. The pride in it is unmistakable. I understand that, we just fought for well over an hour and now she will claim a prize that she has been dreaming of for years. What I don’t understand is the look of concern and compassion she has as she stares down at me. Her looks says that she understands what she has just done to me, something more painful than all of physical torture that we have endured during our five fights.

It seems like an eternity that we just stay in this position looking at one another. Finally, she begins to speak with almost a hint of sorrow “Kelli....he’s still yours.... I’m going to take what I’ve won- what I've earned ... but we both know that none of us will break our word... so he’ll stay with you... and I’ll take what I can get.....whenever I want”. For the first time, it dawns on me, Kim didn’t fight me to hurt me this time. She fought me because she is in love with my husband.

The Asian woman crawls off of me. I don’t even move, I just lie on my back. I’m afraid to look towards the couch where Jake is cuffed, I don’t know how I’ll react to seeing him. Is he excited that he is about make love to the new alpha woman- one that has now beaten his wife in front of him?.... Is worried about me and our marriage? Before I can think too much about it, I feel the cold steel of a handcuff slap around my wrist, then I hear the other side lock onto one of the iron posts connected to the bannister.

I watch Kim’s naked form, now exuding the power of a woman who just conquered her rival, saunter over to my naked husband. Jake’s face seems to be a confused mix of concern over me and our future, and a raw primal lust towards Kim.

I can’t look away as she mounts him, teasing his lips with the massive tits that smothered his wife unconscious. She begins to kiss him and starts releasing his restraints. I’m fully aware of what I’m about to witness and I lie there in stunned silence or shock, numb to the whole ordeal. Then, just as she is about take him inside her, she stops. She whispers something to him and they disappear into her bedroom.

I don’t know if she decided that I had suffered enough or that she was afraid Jake might not perform if I was there- or if she had decided that she owed me that after all of our fights but I was thankful for Kim’s act of mercy even if she did make sure that I could hear every moan, groan, and sound as they made love and fucked for the next hour or so.

When they finally take a break, Kim staggers out, still smelling of my husband and sex. Standing over me, she tosses me the key to the handcuffs. “Go on...get out of here....it’s going to be a long night.... besides, I think you’ve suffered enough tonight.....there’s beach towels hanging near the door for you to cover up with” she says with a confidence that I once possessed.

Part of me wants to lash out and start another fight, but we had an agreement and we’ve always honored those, no matter how much we’ve hated each other. I manage to say “thanks” with as much dignity as I can as I make my way to the door.

Walking- or more accurately, limping home, I reflect on what has just happened. In some strange way, I’m at peace with it. The two people with whom I’ve had my most emotional moments are now completely interwoven into my life. Kim and I now have our ultimate prize, I know this arrangement will work for a while, but it isn’t settled just yet.

[Dude64]

You are just amazing! You have one of the most creative minds ever. Your writing is superb!

[catlover123456]

a full and great story...a series from student to wife...please please write the next part...plzzzz

[muarijun]

i love it. Is rude, nasty and hot!

[FyreCracka]

i love it. Is rude, nasty and hot!

Glad you like it that way 

Fucking excellent 

I thoroughly enjoyed the erotic overtones of the most recent entry in the series. This tale needs a sequel... 

a full and great story...a series from student to wife...please please write the next part...plzzzz

Good news. We are getting close to finishing the next chapter (life is busy  )

Actually we have been working on the next two chapters. We might be asking for some suggestions for the last one. Hopefully, you guys can give us some extra inspiration.

[FyreCracka]

The Nemesis
Chapter 6: Be The Storm

  It's been three years since the fateful battle at Kim's house... the one where she won the right to take my husband whenever she wanted. Things have settled in to a kind of 'Cold War' between my old rival and I. Both of us have gotten brazen with our insults. Bickering openly in the neighborhood in front of everyone.

There is no way to mask the tension between us and most of the women in the neighborhood have chosen sides... Team Kimiko or Team Kelli. It's kind of the neighborhood drama that suburban women need to keep their minds entertained. Of course, they don't know about the 'arrangement' Kim and I have regarding Jake, but I would be willing to bet that a few might have their suspicions. Regardless, it has come to a point, whether through the general boredom of domestic life or the constant, catty build up, they all want to watch her and I to fight it out.

For his part, Jake has been balancing the whole ordeal better than I could have imagined. Kim and him rarely have any of their escapades when I am around even though they sleep together at least once a week...though on occasion, she does prod me with blatant requests or veiled comments in front of our friends just to get a rise out of me.

I can tell by his facial expressions and other hints that he's confused. He's not sure what he is supposed to do, he is caught up in the middle of this war just as much Kim and I. All of this has been cumulative to me and I can feel it all building to a head. I don't know what the final straw will be, but I know it is coming.

I am at home doing some spring cleaning while Jake is at work and our daughter is at school. I am not a huge fan of cleaning in the first place so my mood isn't the greatest and when I look out the window I see Kim getting into her car. "Bitch...I can't wait to kick your ass.." I think to myself as I watch her. She exudes a confidence that I used to have and it just pisses me off further.

With my already deteriorating mood, I go back to my task. After storing some stuff in the attic, I see some of our old photo albums and begin to flip through them. I look at the smiles that we both wore and remember how happy we were. I hate Kimiko for torturing me like this, but I hate myself even more for letting her continue. At this moment I know what I have to do... I either need to get my life back or start over. This needs to end- one way or another.

I'm not sure when I will get the opportunity but I decide that it has to happen soon. I've had enough of this purgatory. I never quit going to the gym so my body is ready and I know that Kim has been doing the same. After all, we are still both competing for Jake- it's just for his eyes and attention now. I put the albums away, decide I need some fresh air and someone to talk to. I head outside to take a walk and hopefully find a friend or two to get my mind off my current situation.

I see one of my friends, Dana, and begin talking with her in my yard. It doesn't take long for the subject to turn to 'that bitch, Kimiko'. Soon after, Kim pulls up in her Lexus with Shannon, one of her friends. From her glare, I'm pretty sure they've been discussing the same topic. I pull off my sunglasses and glare right back. She parks abruptly and hops out, slamming her door.

My heart begins to race... I can feel it, we are about to settle it, right here, right now- in front of several of the neighborhood's most upstanding housewives. It feels almost like there is some natural force, like gravity, pulling us together. Making us finish this. We meet at our property line and a brief stare down ensues as thunder cracks on the muggy, spring afternoon.

"What's gotten into you, Kelli? .....do you want your next ass kicking to be public?" Kimiko taunts arrogantly and loud enough for the other women to hear.

"Enough of the talking....I've had enough of your mouth, Kim....let's not waste any more time, we know what is about to happen...so, let's just do this.....settle it once and for all....." I snap back, seething, as the inquisitive ladies of the neighborhood begin to form a circle around us.

"Fine, bitch..... I think you know what I want, don't you?" She snarls her brown eyes drilling into me as they fill with rage.

"I do..... you win, I divorce him.... I win, you don't ever so much as talk to him without my permission" I bark back. I can hear the gasps and murmurs of the women around us as they hear the stakes of this fight.

"Deal." Kim nods as she kicks off her shoes and begins to tie her hair up. I do the same.

The whole scene must look surreal. Two almost forty year old accomplished lawyers....successful career women...mothers.... neighbors, circling each other, about to do battle like two trailer park skanks in front of several pillars of the community, gossipy housewives, friends...all of which are almost drunk with a sort of bloodlust to watch Kim and I rip each other to shreds over my husband.

As Kim and I start circling each other, a light rain starts falling. Combined with the already humid air, we are all instantly drenched. Kim is in a tight white tank top, through the wet material I can see a black sports bra underneath. Her small black, gym shorts show off her powerful leg muscles.

I am in an oversized black tank top with my teal sports bra clearly visible, my toned and tanned legs are sticking out of a short pair of tight teal gym shorts with black accents. I can feel my blonde hair is damp enough that it is already hanging limply from my hastily tied ponytail.

I gather she still has about 10 pounds on me and the strength advantage. While I, most likely, am faster and in slightly better shape. Of course, after this many fights against Kim, I know physical advantages don't mean much. We each know what the other woman is capable of.

We start moving closer to each other, getting within range of a punch or slap. Our hands up ready to fight. She lunges with a jab that glances off my arm. I fire a return punch and her head snaps back as my fist connects with her mouth. She staggers backwards a couple of steps. "There's more where that came from, bitch" I snap at my rival as we go back to circling each other on the wet grass.

We wade in close again. We each throw some jabs, trying to gauge distance and feel each other out. Suddenly, my head whips around as I feel Kim's right fist connect violently with my left cheek. I slip and stagger backwards, lucky to keep my footing on the slippery ground. "Open that big mouth again, cxnt!" Kimiko growls with a smirk.

I steady myself and we resume our circular dance. The group of women watching has grown to around 10. I'm barely aware of them, but can hear them encouraging us- these ladies want to this almost as much as Kim and I. We lock eyes and all I can see is hate and determination. I am sure that I am reflecting it right back at her.

It's almost like we just can't stand to even look at one another anymore, and we hurl ourselves towards each other with a growl. Our wet bodies collide. With the increasingly muddy earth beneath us, we slip and slide. Fingernails ripping at clothing and hair, simultaneously trying to inflict pain as well as keep our balance.

I yank her jet black hair while flailing away at anything I can hit. Kim does the same. I hear myself moaning as Kim rips at my blonde mane and feel her nails dig into my flesh. The crowd of women are almost silent as they watch. I can practically feel the intensity with which they take in this forbidden spectacle.

Slipping on the wet grass while trying to hurt each other is considerably harder than either of us initially thought and before long it becomes about trying to toss the other woman to the ground as much as it is trying to inflict pain. The sound of fabric stretching and seams ripping is added to the cacophony of grunts, groans and knuckles smacking flesh.

Kimiko almost gets me to the ground when my tank top can't take anymore and rips nearly in half, sending both of us staggering for balance. We stand across from each other again, glaring at the other woman. Kim's shirt is stretched to the point it is clearly ruined and mine is ripped and barely hanging in one piece.

"Fucking homewrecking whore!" I growl as I rip what's left of the soaking wet oversized black tank top off and flinging her face. She nearly dodges it but it catches her in the left cheek and face.

"Bitch!" Kim shrieks back as my shirt drops to the wet grass below. She pulls off her mangled shirt and tosses it to the ground before screaming "I'll kill you, cxnt!"

We rush together again. This time into a clench, yanking hair and raking our nails across each other's skin. I attack furiously trying to destroy the woman that plans on taking my world away from me. There is no way I am going to let that happen. I know I am hurting, both from the fast pace of the fight and Kim's punches and claws. Fortunately, I can feel her slowing down as well and we settle into a much slower and deliberate pace, choosing our shots as we cling to each other to stay upright, both of us breathing heavily.

With the action slowing, the women watching begin to encourage us. As much as they are getting into it, I half expect them to start fighting each other like in our sorority. Not even the light rain turning into a steady shower can dissuade them from wanting to see if Kim or I will be victorious.

We struggle to a stalemate. Neither of us giving the other an inch of breathing room to exploit, even as we each begin to reach a point of exhaustion. With a flash of lightening and another earth shaking clap of thunder, the rain turns into a downpour, I can see the women surrounding us as we fight, but everything beyond that is completely obscured.

Locked together we finally tumble to the wet ground with a splash. We begin to roll around on the grass between our houses trying to gain control. The turf is holding together almost like a mat of sorts, I am surprised how little mud there is. Every time that I think I have her, she is able to turn the tables and I am the one fighting for my life. Both of us are gasping for air and my muscles are burning from fatigue. As I power Kim onto her back once again, I am guessing hers are, too.

Again I fight to pin my nemesis to the earth and try to finish her. Slowly, cautiously working my way up her body, my fists finding targets of opportunity along the way until I am sitting on her chest. A few quick moves later her head is trapped between my thighs. I can see the hatred in her eyes as she feels my taking control. "Say.... it..... you..... fucking....... whore...... say.... it!" I scream as I pin the backs of her hands to the soggy ground.

"Never..... you.... will .....never.... beat.... me.... cxnt...... he..... is..... mine!" Kimiko shrieks back before she bites my inner thigh. I scream in pain and roll away purely out of instinct. I get to my knees just in time to catch a knee to the ribs from a lunging Kim.

I collapse onto my belly with the wind knocked out of my lungs and my rival on my back. I cry out in pain as she yanks my head backwards by the hair. I flail about as she tries to get a hand under my chin for camel clutch. Her fingers end up just in front of my mouth and I am able to clamp down on one. Kim howls in pain. I buck wildly and fling her from her perch.

Again, we lunge at one another but neither of us has much left so we end up in a slow catball. During I become aware of the other women once more. They are shouting advice for their chosen champion. Not only because they want to see their friend win, but they want the pace to pick up. At this point, an exhausted draw would not be acceptable. Their bloodlust won't be sated until either Kim or I is beaten and broken.

Spurred on, Kim and I begin to fight harder and faster. Every punch, scratch or hairpull earns an increasingly desperate sounding whimper as neither of us can take much more.

As I feel Kim's nails digging into my chest as she mounts me and realize that my top has ripped off and I am topless in front of my neighbors. I scream in pain, as my mind becomes cognizant of losing what little armor I had. Even though neither of us has the luxury of having enough air in our lungs to talk trash, I can almost see her taunting me. Like her eyes are saying "Now the whole neighborhood can see your pathetic excuses for tits....no wonder your husband is fucking me!" Imagined or not, I lose it. Something inside me snaps and I rally enraged.

I buck like a woman possessed and the pain intensifies as Kim's grip on my chest tightens while she tries to maintain her position on top. Finally, I am able to get her to fall forward and escape. Still in a rage, I scramble towards her. She is able to turn and face me before our bodies collide one again just as another crack of thunder shakes the neighborhood. My momentum carries us over and I land on top of her with her legs wrapped around my waist as the heavy downpour continues.

Instantly, she applies vice like pressure. I groan but all I can see is my world hanging in the balance and continue my assault. I pummel her belly and rip at her bra. She tries to slap and claw at my face and tits, but she is overwhelmed. With every punch I land, I feel her leg's grip loosening. I hear her bra rip and I immediately try to rip it all the way off. I've strangled this bitch before with her ruined bra and I'll do it again.

Kim must remember our earlier fight and a struggle ensues as we each try to gain control of her bra. Both of us have one hand on it while the other wails away with punches. Each of her shots to my flanks feels like a hammer but her focus on our battle for the bra has caused her legs to relax. I sense this is my opportunity and use the extra space to ram my knee into her pussy. Kim gasps. I land another and she screams. The third causes her to forget about fighting for the bra. The fourth takes the fight out of her. I lose count after that, I just keep landing knee after knee to her womanhood until she is a moaning, whimpering wreck.

I am shaking with anger as I get back to my feet, but Kim can't rise to meet me. I latch on to her jet black hair and rip her to her knees. "You're.... done... bitch!" I scream inches from her face. Holding her hair, I unload a massive punch with all of my might that connects with her jaw. I can tell that I'm the only thing keeping her upright. I send a soccer style kick into her already destroyed crotch before unceremoniously allowing Kim to fall face first to the wet grass.

I slowly make my way down to my knees, placing one in the middle of her back. I sink my fingers into her hair and pull her face off the turf. "Have... you... had.... enough.... Kim..." I ask, venom dripping from every syllable. Even through her hazy eyes I can still see the hate she has for me as she glares back. "Say.... it..... Cxnt! Admit ... it .....to everyone!!!" I shriek.

Kim takes a deep, ragged breath, before opening her mouth, her eyes overflowing with tears now "I ..... I ...... " she starts to shake her head "no... Fuck you!!" She screams out.

Again I lose it, I ram her face into the soft soaked grass over and over, before holding her down in the newly created mud puddle. I don't even know if I'm speaking English, just screaming out in pure emotion.

I roll the half drowned Asian woman onto her back, I am completely in control now and every woman watching knows it. Kimiko has stopped resisting at this point. I keep my assault on her tits and pussy up. I am out of my head, simply taking out years of pent up frustration and rage on my nearly helpless foe.

The rain begins to let up, but I do not. It is almost as if my assault specifically targets any part of her that might have enjoyed my husband's touch. With Kim's chest laid bare I attack her tits mercilessly. The Asian woman screams out. Next, I relentlessly slam knee after knee into her already brutalized pussy. Each time they land with a sickening thud. Kim is now unable to vocalize anything. It is like she is screaming silently.

I feel several hands latch on to my arms and shoulders as I am pulled off of Kimiko. "Stop, Kelli!....it's over, she gave up!....you're going to kill her!" I hear several of the women shout as I am dragged to my feet. Maybe she did give up, I've been in such a rage that I have no idea. As the women pull me away from my vanquished foe, I am still kicking at her.

With rain ending, I become aware that I am crying..... and shuddering. It is like every negative bit of emotion that has been pent up for these last few years is rushing out my body all at once, as it sinks in that I have won- completely and definitively- in front of most of women of the neighborhood.

Dana and a couple other members of 'Team Kelli' help get me inside my house. I look back and see Shannon and 'Team Kimiko' trying to cover my defeated rival up and almost carrying Kim towards her house. It feels so satisfying..... and so liberating.

With the women's assistance, I get out of what's left of my ripped and nearly shredded clothes. I get into the shower to rinse off while everyone but Dana leaves. The warm water stings and burns every scratch as it makes it's way down my body. Eventually, feels so soothing on my muscles and I linger longer than I should until there is no more hot water left.

After drying off, I stare at myself in the mirror. My left eye is swollen and turning purple. My breasts are aching and are already a deep shade of red from the abuse they received. There are red welts all over my ribs that I am sure will be bruises by tomorrow. I'm not nearly as covered in scratches and cuts as some of the previous fights have left me and fortunately, the nasty bite mark on my thigh is easily hidden by clothing. I can't help but smile as I slip my big comfy robe on, confident that their won't be much smiling going on next door for a good while.

I walk out to find Dana making a couple cups of warm tea. At first, she is simply making sure that I'm ok, but once I start telling her about my lifelong rivalry with Kimiko, she becomes mesmerized. She almost seems sad once I am finished describing every one of the fights. I manage to get her out of the house before Jake makes it home.

I am still sitting at the table in the kitchen when he walks in. I can see the concern in his face as he sees my swollen, blackening eye, but before he can say a word he sees my smile. He lets out a relaxed breath. I can tell by his demeanor that he knows I bested her again. "Is it over....for good?" He asks.

"I'm pretty sure it is.....Dana.... Shannon..... most of the women in the neighborhood saw it." I say proudly. Part of me wants to claim my prize before our daughter gets home, but after struggling to get to my feet for a kiss, I feel just how sore my body has become. Not to mention I catch a glimpse in the window of my reflection.....I am definitely not at my sexiest right now. Dammit, I have earned this, I think to myself. "Do you think 'grandma' can pick her up today....?" I ask trying my best to give him 'that look'.

Jake smiles coyly "Do you think you're up to it.... I mean, you look like you're in pain.... sexy as hell, but in pain.."

"After taking Kim down ....you'll be a pushover....get over here!" I say my voice playful but dripping with all of the sexy confidence of a woman who feels she has world on a string. I feel free again... I feel like "me" again.

[FyreCracka]

NOTHING tastes better than sweet vengeance victory! Lovely hot stories!

Thanks. I agree!

A-

Things which would have made it an A+:
> A Shannon/Dana fringe fight erupting before, during, or after.
> A little bit of mud.
> Flesh under the wet top, rather than a bra.
> A rainbow appearing right as the fight ends.

Still great, tho.

Thanks.

I thought about doing a Dana vs Shannon fight before...of course that might have taken me another 3 months lol. I may do it as a side project 

....ew, mud 

What can I say? I like to have the bras ripped off, lol.

...hmmm... the rainbow idea would have been perfect! I’m sorry I didn’t think of it.