REVENGE of a BLOND DEVIL! A Horrific Catfight PT. 2
By: Supporturgoddess
Two beautiful women prepared for battle. On one end of the room stood 5’5”, 117 lb. Laurie. The light-blond-haired, blue-eyed, barely legal beauty in a tiny red teddy had come to avenge her fallen mother’s loss. Across from her stood Maureen, the 5’9”, 130 lb dirty blond who had beaten and humbled the girl’s mother more than a decade earlier. Wearing only a gold sports bra and light-blue shorts, the tan, Forty-ish dirty blonde’s tight, muscular body, size advantage, and experience gave her the advantage. She also knew some martial arts moves she felt sure would shock the youngster. Gagged and tied to a chair between the women sat the pawn both had played, Maureen’s husband. The sight of the two barely clad beauties preparing for battle aroused the middle-aged man, but he was also anxious, concerned for his eventual fate. He would, of course, be at the winner’s mercy.
Laurie stepped forward. “I’ve been waiting for this!”
Maureen circled her. “Ha! You come into MY house wearing only a tiny, red teddy, hoping to seduce MY husband, and you still have the nerve to claim the moral high ground?”
Laurie returned, “He disgusts me! I only used your husband to get to you! You killed my mother when I was just a little girl! Now, I’m going to make you pay!”
Seeing the fury building in the girl’s eyes, Maureen said, “Your mother was a teenage runaway and a falling-down alcoholic long before I ever met her! She died years after I fought her! You can’t blame me for what happened to her!”
“I can,” Laurie spat, “and I do! You were so jealous of your creepy husband’s obsession with my mother that you framed her for a crime she didn’t commit! You had her arrested! Because of what you did, the authorities took me away from her! You destroyed her! Now, I’ll destroy you!”
Laurie charged, throwing fists. Maureen caught them. Their fingers slipped together. Within seconds they stood nose-to-nose, palms pressing together, engaging in a schoolyard mercy contest. The muscles in Maureen’s arms flexed. Lauren’s hair thrashed as she shook her head wildly, slowly sinking to her knees.
Maureen taunted, “So, you came here for revenge, eh? You’re not very good at it, are you?”
Furious, Laurie lunged forward, exactly as Maureen had hoped. With nearly twenty years of experience as a fighter, Maureen knew how to set an opponent up. The moment Laurie lunged, Maureen dropped to her knees, wrapping her arm over the back of the young girl’s neck and pulling her into a guillotine choke hold. Laurie’s hands and feet flailed madly, but she reached a hand between Maureen’s legs and rolled her over. The women leapt up and traded brutal punches. Staggering, young Laurie bulled forward and wrapped her arms around Maureen’s waist, applying a bear hug. Maureen yelled, but she returned the favor. A Forty-ish powerhouse and a barely-legal beauty pit their bodies directly against each other, belly to belly, breasts to breasts. The latter category proved no contest. Maureen barely had breasts, while Laurie’s were undeniably among the best ever formed. A large vein bulged in Maureen’s forehead. She bared her teeth and cried out in pain. No amount of training can fully compensate for the passing of time. She could not possibly win a battle of endurance against the young girl. Instead, Maureen lifted the smaller woman off her feet and slammed her to the floor, slamming down on top her. The blondes rolled around on the carpet, sliding all over each other. Still tied and gagged, Maureen’s husband had never seen such a display. He could barely contain himself.
Maureen began to come out on top. She had goaded the smaller girl into the kind of body-to-body wrestling match the larger, more powerful woman excelled at. Maureen folded Laurie into a matchbox pin, sitting on Laurie’s face, pushing Laurie’s own bare feet down over Laurie’s head. Laurie’s hands flailed, as Maureen’s hips smothered her.
It took all of Laurie’s strength to power free. They rose. Laurie lunged. Maureen grabbed Laurie’s wrists, put her foot up on Laurie’s waist, fell, and flipped Laurie threw the air. Laurie crashed onto her back. By the time Laurie could roll over and look up, Maureen spun, pivoting on her hips, swinging her leg around and smacking her foot into Laurie’s face with bone-breaking force! Laurie fell to her back, body writhing.
Maureen gloated, “Give up, little girl. I have decades more experience than you. I know judo, karate, and tae kwon do! You don’t stand a chance!”
Maureen began to rise over Laurie, but Laurie pulled her down body-to-body, as if insisting the fight continue. Maureen wrapped her thighs around Laurie’s head and squeezed. Laurie kicked frantically but uselessly in pain. Maureen’s warm, tan thighs were so powerful! Face turning purple from the pressure, Laurie did the only thing she could do. She bit Maureen’s thigh. Maureen screamed.
“Like mother, like daughter, eh, bitch?” Maureen pulled Laurie’s head up and savagely bit the young girl’s face. Laurie screamed, but then she pulled Maureen down over her again. Maureen lifted Laurie to her feet, jabbed twice to her chin, and followed up with a devastating spinning kick to Laurie’s head. When Laurie staggered forward, Maureen used a judo hip toss to send Laurie’s back crashing down over a coffee table. Sprawled over the coffee table, Laurie looked up in time to see Maureen leap up and sit down, driving her heel into Laurie’s throat in the process.
Maureen’s body screamed at her to beg for mercy, but her heart drove her to continue. Laurie tried to back off, hoping to pull herself together. Maureen had other plans. The experienced fighter had prepared the battlefield. As young Laurie staggered away, Maureen reached under the couch and pulled out a baseball bat. Even Maureen’s husband winced, as Maureen slammed the bat against Laurie’s upper back across her shoulder blades. Laurie screamed in agony, falling to her front. Laurie managed to kick the bat away, but the damage was done. Maureen lifted her smaller opponent and slammed her head through a glass cabinet. Laurie fell, limp as a rag doll. Maureen covered Laurie’s neck with her foot. Gloating over the young girl, Maureen suddenly looked around and laughed. She kicked Laurie over, took her back, wrapped her arms around Laurie’s neck, and began choking her out with a classic sleeper hold.
Maureen sadistically whispered into Laurie’s ear. “Do you want to know why I laughed? Before you go out, look around. This is the exact spot where I finished off your worthless mother! Ironic, huh? You came to avenge her, but I end up finishing the daughter in the same spot I took out her pathetic mother!” Maureen squeezed harder and harder around Laurie’s neck.
Something snapped. Laurie’s eyes flashed wide open. She let out a banshee cry, brought her feet under her, and then leapt up with such force she sent Maureen flying up and crashing into the low ceiling! Maureen hit the floor, looking up in absolute shock!
Breasts heaving, the blood-covered young blonde rising over her hissed, “My mother….”
Maureen called upon her greater skills. She spun, using her legs to sweep Laurie’s legs out from under her, tripping the smaller fighter down. As they rose, Maureen threw two lightning fast jabs into Laurie’s forehead and followed by slamming her foot flat into Laurie’s face, but although Laurie’s head snapped back, she barely took a backward step. Maureen saw sheer madness in the young woman’s eyes!
Face distorted with unholy rage, Laurie hissed, “My mother…. You killed my mother…..”
Maureen threw her best kick, but Laurie merely caught her by the ankle, spun her around, and threw her ten feet through the air. She crashed down, toppling a table over her. A horrific, almost demonic cry shook the room. Laurie pounced on Maureen, clawing and biting her like a wild animal! Maureen managed to pin back Laurie’s wrists just long enough to look directly into her eyes. Those eyes! Maureen’s blood ran cold. The thought of her mother defeated, humbled, and humiliated on the spot where she stood proved to much for the already mentally unstable girl to bear. Laurie had gone mad! Maureen’s evil ways had unleashed some hellish demon from the darkest places of the young woman’s tortured soul. The pretty young girl was gone. The devil in her place wanted blood!
Terrified, Maureen kicked the she-beast off. Maureen trembled at the sight of Laurie standing over her, face covered in blood, her soulless eyes burning with the fires of Hell! At that moment, Maureen wondered what in Hell, or what FROM Hell, she had unleashed! Maureen threw a thrust kick and then a round kick to Laurie’s face. Each blow could have felled a professional male fighter, yet Laurie barely moved. Maureen stared at her enemy in absolute disbelief! Maureen grabbed a chair and broke it over Laurie’s head. Laurie fell, but then, like a demon rising from the grave, Laurie stood again, hissing, “My mother…. You killed my mother….”
Laurie leapt on Maureen, tackling her down. The blond devil bit, scratched, and tore into her screaming enemy. Maureen begged for mercy, but none came.
Mr. Rose tried to save his wife by jolting forward, sending his body and the heavy chair he was tied to crashing on top Laurie. Maureen beat on Laurie, but she kept rising.
Crying in sheer terror, Maureen cried, “What in Hell are you?”
With a voice that seemed to include several voices, Laurie hissed, “I’m a devil, come for what’s due….”
Laurie caught Maureen’s fists, forcing another test of strength, but this time, driven stark-raving mad, Laurie seemed to call upon superhuman, even supernatural strength. She forced Maureen’s powerful hands back over her wrists until they snapped. Maureen screamed and fell on her knees. Maureen’s screams became hysterical, as one arm snapped, and then the other.
Desperate to save his wife from the blond devil’s unholy wrath, Mr. Rose rolled his chair against the back of Laurie’s legs, toppling her over him. Crying and hyperventilating in terror, Maureen ran upstairs.
Laurie snarled at Mr. Rose. “Stay out of this!” A single backhand sent the 200 lb. man and his chair airborne before man and chair crashed down in a shattered pile.
Hyperventilating so badly she could barely breathe, Maureen locked herself in the bathroom. Laurie climbed the stairs. Maureen’s blood ran cold, as she heard her…or it…draw near.
“My mother….You killed my mother….”
At the brink of a heart attack brought on by sheer terror, Maureen cried, “I didn’t! Stop saying that!”
Laurie threw herself against the heavy, locked door again and again. Acting with the fury of a wild animal, she felt no pain and gave no thought to her own injuries. She had become a demon of vengeance. She would have walked barefoot over broken glass or through a wall of fire to reach her prey. Nothing would stop her.
The heavy door splintered. Mr. Rose heard Maureen screaming. A moment later, Maureen toppled down the stairs, end over end. The hellcat once known as Laurie followed. Beaten and broken, Maureen cried like a baby and begged for mercy. Laurie stood over her, pressing her foot down over Maureen’s throat. A huge vein bulged in Maureen’s forehead. She could not breathe!
Laurie hissed, “You killed my mommy! I should….I should….”
The light of lost reason suddenly filled Laurie’s eyes. Her soul seemed to return. The devil vanished. Laurie was back. “No!” Laurie took her foot off Maureen’s neck, letting her breathe again. “I want you alive so you can suffer, just like I’ll suffer every day of my life without my mother.”
Laurie stood victoriously over the broken, bloody, utterly defeated older woman. “Did you really think you stood a chance against me? Did you really think training and skill could match the unholy rage I carry inside me? I can counter any martial arts move you can come up with. I’m young. You’re not. Like it or not, I’m just now entering my prime, while you’re past yours. When you’re out of steam, I can still go another ten rounds!”
Maureen sobbed. “N-no one could take the beating I gave you without even flinching! What in Hell are you?”
Laurie looked down with a frightening, sneering smile. “I’m your worst nightmare. You know, this was my first fight. I learned a lot today. From this day forward, I’ll never step into a fight without knowing all my opponents weaknesses and without knowing I have all the advantages. Still, it’s not like I came here without a plan. I worked on your pathetic husband here from the moment we met. I had him so under my spell that he actually wanted me to run away with him and marry him! It’s true! Of course to do that, he had to get you out of the way. He wasn’t about to let you have half of everything. I helped him devise a plan that would have put you in prison for a long, long time. You two work at the same bank. He was going to make it appear you had embezzled tons of money! To make sure no one thought he had helped you, we decided to make it appear you wanted the money to hire an assassin to kill him! I was supposed to call some gangsters I know, pretending to be you. We’d arrange to meet with the hit men, but of course, I wouldn’t show up. Then we’d call the cops and tip them off. When they arrested the gangsters, the bad boys would turn around and implicate you as the person who hired them!
Laurie grinned, wickedly. “Of course, I’ve been known to pull a double cross. I made an anonymous call to the gangsters, warning them that a certain couple was helping the police to set up a sting operation to entrap them. I made sure the gangsters wouldn’t show, so they couldn’t be arrested. Still, their informants saw the police there, proving the sting had been tried. See, your hubby didn’t know I warned the gangsters. He went ahead with our plan and called the police. I used my camera phone to record the call Mr. Rose made to the police. I now have proof he tried to set those bad boys up! In the call, Mr. Rose tells the cops his wife was going to call the assassins and planned to meet them. That implicates you both. I never made the call to set up the hit. I never pretended to be you. For now, the gangsters don’t know who either of you are, but if either of you ever gives me any trouble again, that recording will find its way to the gangsters. If they learn who tried to frame them, your lives won’t be worth spit! You’ll spend the rest of your lives in fear, wondering if this is the night they come after you! Oh, and if I were you, I’d worry about how to get the money Mr. Rose took from the bank back, before someone realizes it’s gone! Oh, in case you’re wondering what happened to the money he embezzled, well, a funny thing happened. I noticed my cash flow recently increased by the exact amount Mr. Rose embezzled!”
Laurie turned to leave, but she looked down at her humbled opponent and said, “Get this straight, Bitch! When you took me from my mommy, you created a monster. I find I enjoy this sort of thing. From now own, whenever I find some snooty, uppity bitch who thinks she’s better than other people, she’ll became my prey. I’ll tear her apart and take everything she has!” As the victorious young woman left, she uttered the words she would become famous for. “Just remember, when you mess with a hot little devil like me, you get burned!”
FROM THE AUTHOR:
I plan for “Blond Devil” Laurie, featured in this story, to soon battle the other undefeated woman I’ve written of, Jackie. After carefully considering their strengths, weaknesses, and what they’re capable of, who do you think would really win that fight? I’d REALLY like your opinion on this. You can post your opinions here. I MAY also run a poll. Look for it, if you like.
