Domestic Differences - Sue v Jo

A Ring Fight to Settle the Ultimate Dilemma – Who is the better Woman?

Words by Beaker, Illustrations by Tylor

Wine production in California had really taken off with world wide sales increasing hugely in the previous twelve months, Greg Tylor had made a fortune and with his wife Sue was now appearing at A-list events all over the country. They had been married for three years with both doing well professionally he having moved out of the computing business and setting up the wine business while she was a paediatrician with her own clinic in Los Angeles. They were taking a trip to San Francisco to a weekend wine convention it was Friday and there was a gala event wine tasting banquet and entertainment to begin the show.

Anybody who was anybody was there and friends and acquaintances greeted Greg and Sue as they circulated when from across the room a dashing blonde appears racing to embrace the man oblivious to his wife. “Greg, my god it must be four years you look fabulous!” exclaims the new arrival a statuesque blonde with a good looking tan. A muscle bound male follows her over looking slightly uncomfortable at her flirtatious behaviour with the other man; “Oh let me introduce Tony he is my business associate here in the city,” she announces. Suddenly realising a shorthaired brunette was eyeing her the blonde turns to face her, “Oh I’m sorry we go way back you are?” “His wife!” “Oh, wow you got married?” the blonde turning back to Greg eye brows raised. “Yeah this is Sue we’ve been married for three years, Sue this is Jo we were at college together.

The other man having said nothing suddenly blurted, “This is the guy eight years and all?” “Yes,” said Jo before turning back to Sue to add, “We were together for eight years but marriage never seemed his thing then!” “Well how are things? What are you doing now?” asked Greg eager to move the subject on. Jo smiled and explained that she now had many business ventures and the latest was to start up a chain of gyms in California all with pools, weight rooms, saunas and even a boxing/wrestling ring. She added that Tony was her partner he was a millionaire big into bodybuilding and he had financed the first gym chain in Texas and the success there had brought them west for a better climate. Jo had in fact heard all about Sue but was caught completely off guard by the meeting the woman was taller then she had imagined and almost stoic in her look and gate when she walked.

Equally Suzanne had heard all about the legendary Jo and her and her husband’s many exploits in their long relationship and now having met the other woman for the first time she realised exactly what the other was thinking, I’m better and I’m going to prove it. There was an awkward silence broken by Jo suggesting that the men get the group fresh drinks Greg feeling the most difficult of all readily agrees and he and Tony head for the bar neither expecting the women to get it on right then and there. Jo turned to Sue and flat out asks her, “Well I always thought that if Greg got married it would be the wrong woman and now that we've met... its obvious!” Sue snapped back, “Wrong bitch he’s better with me than some cheap steroid produced whore!”

Jo almost reacted by slapping the woman then and there but holding her temper challenges, “Let’s settle it woman to woman in my gym I have a place near here that’s not due to open until next week.” The short haired brunette clearly angry and clearly disliking the blonde agrees she wants to settle the big question as well but cautions that Greg would never let them do it adding, “Best we meet tomorrow alone,” she was square on to the woman now their bodies almost touching a gladiatorial confrontation so she did not see the men returning. Jo smiled and replied, “I think Greg would want to be there to see for himself who was the best so he catches the whole truth!” Greg was behind Sue at this point and was about to speak when Jo added, “Greg will want to see us fight I’m sure he will stay put till the bitter end and if he doesn’t I’ll have Tony on hand to make sure we can really sort it out!”

Greg suddenly stepped past his momentarily startled wife to ask, “Watch what the hell are you talking about?” he demanded, Jo quickly pitched in, “Oh nothing just a little challenge but if Sue’s not up to it it doesn’t matter!” Sue flashed, “Bitch I’ll rip your slut face off let’s go,” she stepped forward colliding with Greg and showering the champagne flute he was holding all over Jo’s dress as the two men then imposed themselves between the women expecting a catfight to start right there. Sue hissed, “Don’t worry I’m not fighting her here the precious wine crowd won’t be put off by the sight of me ripping those silicon balloons off her chest!” She stepped back and added calmly, “Now lose those drinks and let’s get to the dive she calls a gym and settle this,” and she took one of the glasses of fizz to take a sip before snapping the rest swiftly into Jo’s face.

The blonde slowly wipes her face and hisses, “Cheap shoot bitch lets go see if you can be so smart in the ring!” and turning sharply she leads the way to the door with Tony in her wake smiling broadly he had nothing to lose by the events unfolding and was clearly excited about the prospect of seeing the two women scrap it out. Greg grabbed Sue’s arm, “Let her go leave it,” he asked causing her to stop and turn to face him, “No chance I’m fed up of hearing about that bitch and now that I’ve met her I’m going to destroy her and the image that you keep of her always going on about when you did this when you did that always with that fake blonde whore well now it’s time to decide me or her!” and she turned to stalk after the blonde with her husband rushing to catch up. Jo was waiting outside, “Though you’d turned chicken all mouth and no action,” she goaded before pointing out the gym across the street.

The foursome made their way to the premises and Jo quickly let them in closing up behind them and leading the party into the main gym the centre piece of which was a full size ring with three taut cords red white and blue there was a red corner padded post opposite a blue one with two white corners all emblazoned with the brand name of the company the blonde owned “Jonasia” in gold letters on the corner padding. Jo started to undress stripping to her underwear knowing it would make things difficult for Greg and cause him to have mixed emotions about what he wanted to look at and what he did not. She stepped out of her stunning gown to reveal her well honed and tanned body in white bra and briefs a tiny g string that hugged her crotch she obviously waxed well and with the lacy bra struggling to contain her big breasts she looked magnificent Greg could not help but stare at the magnificent woman. Sue sneered as she slipped off her own equally wonderful evening gown to leave her in her knickers and bra a similar miniscule g-string and lace bra combination but in black. The two women moved to the coloured corners of the ring with the men outside the arena watching intently the tension clear as the two stunning women slowly squared up ready to fight.

Jo stepped forward goading, “I see he still likes “Victoria’s Secrets” obviously he sees me when you wear them!” a comment that caused the wife to charge across the ring hands extended claw like intent on ripping into the gym owner. Her charge stopped suddenly though as Jo twisted balletically to kick her right in the stomach driving her heel into the charging wife’s navel. Suzanne folded like a book her lungs emptying in protest at the invading blow and she wheezed dramatically for a moment until Jo smiling gleefully lifted her right knee smack into the wife’s chin sending Sue crashing to her back in the middle of the ring senses spinning. Instead of diving on top on the clearly struggling woman though Jo walks away goading, “Is that it bitch all you’ve got a wild charge come on get up and make a fight of it,” she tormented as Suzanne lay moaning on the mat and she clearly intended letting the woman get up before she attacked again. Jo wanted to totally humiliate the woman who had ruined her dress with the champagne, stolen her man and displayed such contempt earlier in the evening. Jo was well trained in boxing and martial arts this was going to be easy she thought the woman had no class why the hell had Greg married her she must be sensational in bed that was it she was a whore.

Suzanne slowly got to her feet feeling her jaw with one hand and rubbing her stomach with the other as Jo sneered, “Hurt does it you can give up now otherwise it will get a lot worse for you!” Sue looked at her and hissed, “Give up to you never you fat bitch I’m going to make you regret everything you’ve said you cheap plastic produced bimbo!” Jo laughed and stepped forward eager to hurt the woman again she pivoted on her right foot and aimed a left footed kick at the brunette’s head, Suzanne blocked the kick perfectly with her right arm as she stooped and stepped forward to thump the blonde hard across the upper chest with her forearm dropping Jo to the mat and struts away, “Not so cocky now are you big mouth!” she called having realised her earlier mistake and used her own fighting instincts having been trained in kick boxing and martial arts the two women were both trained in the fighting arts this was going to be some clash particularly if each was letting her rival get up both were intent to win and win in style.

Jo got to her feet more focused, “So you’re not just a cheap slut but that counts for nothing bitch you’re going to get the beating of your life!” and they clashed again this time more measured eyeing each other carefully thrusting blocking and parrying each other for a few moments until Jo dipped a shoulder faking a spin kick and as Suzanne turned to block Jo went the other way and swept the woman’s legs from beneath her. Sue stumbled and crashed to her knees and dropping her arms to break her fall she had nothing left to block the kick when it came as Jo lashed her right foot into the woman’s face sending her flying backwards to the canvas. This time she went after the woman and grabbing the wife’s hair she dragged her up into a vicious backhand across the face that sent her sprawling before stamping down on her stomach as Sue lay momentarily stunned on her back. The stomp caused the brunette to sit up with a groan again losing her vital oxygen supply as Jo moved in again to continue her assault dragging the wife up by the hair until she reached her feet before clenching her right fist to pound away on the stomach area again. Three ripping blows tore into the tummy of the wheezing woman and Sue slid miserably to her knees hands clutching her body.

Jo gloated, “Told you bitch” as she held the woman steady by grabbing her hair again before sending her sprawling with a knee full in the face that left the brunette groggy on her back in mid ring. Jo strutted to the corner and grabbed a water bottle from the bucket that hung from the back of the post and took a cooling drink she was beginning to sweat a little, she smiled at Tony, “Enjoying yourself?” she asked as he eyed her virtually naked body before she turned to strut across the ring towards her former lover, “Well Greg what do you think should I leave her alone now or do I have to destroy her completely for you?”

She stood over the battered woman gloating, “Well bitch have you had enough?” as she squirted some of the water at Suzanne’s head before tossing the plastic bottle over to Tony. Jo prodded Suzanne’s behind, “Come on bitch either make a fight of it or give up!” Suzanne rolled to her hands and knees as Jo stepped back a smile on her face, “Well bitch?” she called as the wife turned her head to look at her a little dribble of blood around her right nostril. Suzanne said simply, “Never you’ll have to kill me before I ever surrender anything to you!” “Good it’ll be my pleasure,” rapped back the blonde stepping forward to kick the woman in the side flipping her over to crash to her back by the ropes close to her husband. Greg stepped forward, “Stop it Sue get out lets go,” he said desperately but his wife grabbed the bottom rope and snarled, “Don’t you dare I’m not letting her get the better of me you bastard!”

She hauled herself to her feet as Jo wandered around the ring watching her goading, “When ever you think you can bitch I’m waiting!” before turning to Greg to add, “Darling surely you want to see her give it her best even though it will not be good enough!” That was it for Suzanne and she charged forward again only to find Jo using the ropes to explode forward herself and fly past the startled wife with her forearm out stretched to collect the brunette across the throat. Suzanne’s legs kept going forward as her head and shoulders were snapped back and she span around in mid air to crash face down on the canvas. Jo turned having rolled neatly to her feet to strut after the flattened female and grabbing the woman by the knickers and hair haul her upwards before throwing her into the corner of the ring, Sue slid across the ring to the corner struggling for breath and clearly struggling with her senses. Jo was really enjoying herself and she reached down to drag the wife up to her feet again and then she proceeded to slam the helpless brunette into the top turnbuckle half a dozen times.

Tiring of that dominance she span the now groggy woman around to pound on her stomach again with some brutal body blows using Sue’s guts like a punch bag as she hammered punch after punch into the slowly sagging body of the wife. Finally sending her sliding to the floor with a left and right that ripped into each breast as Suzanne slumped to the mat breathless and battered at her rival’s feet. “Boy am I enjoying this,” said Jo as she stepped back to admire her handiwork with Sue slumped against the bottom turnbuckle, Jo placed her foot against the woman’s face and pushed sending the wife completely to the carpet in a normal fight out for the count but this was no normal fight there was no referee and no rules it was a competition to completely conquer the loser and Jo strutted away waiting for Sue to get up.

Jo walked towards Greg flaunting her body now glistening; she even seemed to perspire with style, “Like what you see? Realise what you’re missing?” she goaded as he focused on her not even looking at his helpless wife stricken on the mat in the corner. Tony was watching with bemused interest he wondered what she was doing they were apparently a couple but it was based around their business ventures and each had certainly had other lovers over the last few years but to see her flaunting her body so brazenly with this guy was not exactly what he was expecting. Her next words chilled him even further, “Don’t worry about Tony we’re open about our affairs so if you want to leave her here and come with the winner you can!” It was quite an offer but galvanised him in a way she did not expect he suddenly looked at Suzanne and stepped around the ring grabbing the bucket with its water bottles and sponge.

Jo watched him and then slowly walked towards her stricken opponent calling, “So you’ve made your choice the wrong one again wake her up so I can show you who is the better woman!” before she turned towards the opposite corner for another drink of water and a wipe down with a soaked sponge. Having soaked the sponge Tony was delighted to see her wipe her body particularly the way she let the wet sponge soak her breasts leaving her bra almost transparent before she slid the sponge lower over her neat abs to have a similar translucent effect on her briefs as she cooled her body. She noted his reaction and purred, “Easy tiger I want to destroy the slut completely first then we can see how excited you can get!” Across the ring Greg was wiping his wife’s face and she was stirring and had propped herself up by one arm, “Come away you don’t need to do this,” he urged but she almost spat out her reply, “Never she’s not going to get to gloat over me support me here or I’ll leave you,” she was determined to beat the woman whatever the outcome it was pure hatred now and she started to struggle to her feet having silenced the man with her outburst.

She had not seen Jo step away from the corner and so had her back to the woman as she got to her feet and the blonde was on her just as Greg started to warn her, “Look out,” but it was too late. Jo drove her knee into the small of Suzanne’s back and as she arched back the blonde grabbed her hair and viciously slammed her forehead into the turnbuckle to stun her. Turning the woman around Jo shoved her into the corner draping her arms over the top rope before lifting each leg in turn over the centre cord to leave Suzanne helpless and spread eagled in the corner. Bracing herself with the top rope Jo lifted her right foot under the woman’s chin and pushed her head back goading, “Pathetic slut I’ve taken you twice already now admit I’m the better woman and I’ll let you go,” Suzanne said nothing at first prompting Jo to push harder with still no response. Jo released the semi choke she had achieved with her foot and stepped back, “Well do you give up?” she asked but Suzanne refused hissing, “Never to you!” “Fine it’s time to really hurt you now then,” gloated Jo before she delivered a face first to the vicious kick punting the helpless woman right between the thighs her toes stabbing Suzanne right in the soft centre of her sex. The scream was ear splitting and the convulsive reaction sent the brunette crashing face first to the canvas hands desperately dropping to clutch her throbbing crotch. “Now its war lady,” sneered Jo as she reached down to drag the woman up by the hair, “Time to forget about sex forget about ever pleasing a man again!” she warned as she pulled the woman upright.

Suzanne had waves of nauseating pain radiating from her groin she had never been kicked so hard in her life she realised the woman was going to make good her threat and knew that she had to act soon or she was going to succumb to the tart. For the first time she felt like she was going to lose it was not a nice feeling and it finally galvanised some offence as she was hauled up by the hair to face the demon that had haunted her last few years in the mind and the last few minutes in body. Suzanne lashed her right hand across the woman’s face her index finger scratching across the blonde’s cheek drawing a surprised yelp and causing Jo to turn her face away. Desperate for the break her action had secured Suzanne let fly with a text book left hook that met Jo right between the eyes and sent her staggering back before a right hand followed clipping the blonde above the left ear to send her stumbling to one knee and the brunette sent her sprawling with a kick to the face before she fell back into the ropes for a breather and an inspection between the legs.

Satisfied there was no permanent damage Sue focused on the sprawled blonde and started to contemplate some level of revenge for her earlier suffering and she stepped forward intent on hurting the bitch in kind. Jo had rolled face down and was starting to push herself up before Sue grabbed her ankles and dragged her back to the mat before she reached forward to yank her rival’s head back by her long blonde tresses before smiling at Greg she then kicked his ex girlfriend right in the crotch. Jo screamed as she received a knock out in the knickers, she screamed again as Sue repeatted the dose before she hauled the blonde’s head back peeling her up by the hair, “My turn now you cheap whore,” snapped Suznne as she pulled the woman to her knees while she remained behind the wailing woman.

Suddenly Sue bent forward to slam her right arm across the kneeling blonde’s upper chest knocking her to her back on the mat before she started to stomp all over the screeching woman’s body taking particular pleasure in jumping on the blonde’s breasts before crashing her heel down hard on the tiny “V” of lace covering Jo’s womanhood. The blonde sat up clearly hurt her hands trying to push the brunette away her lungs empty her scream had gurgled away but she was clearly in trouble and in pain, Suzanne obviously did not care and she dragged Jo to her feet before hurling her into the ropes. The blonde tripped and fell into the tight lines ending up on her knees facing away from the ring and more importantly her opponent although she soon discovered where she was as Sue raced after her driving her leg across the back of the blonde’s head forcing her over the middle rope and choking her on the taut cord.

Jo flopped and bounced as the wife tried to throttle her over the cords pushing with all the weight she could muster on the back of the woman’s head as the blonde tried to reach back to grab at her attacker. Sue suddenly stepped to one side to grab the rope and violently tug upwards an action that catapulted the blonde back into the ring on her back as the wife roared back into the fight. It was now Sue strutted around the ring over her opponent goading the woman to get up and fight as she prodded her with little kicks. Jo tried to regroup she had been in control now she was fighting for her life trying to stay in the match the bitch had taken a lot of punishment and come back could she now recover and take control again.

For the moment it was Suzanne who was dominant and she reinforced this by again stomping on the blonde’s body barely above the briefs sitting the woman up in reflex enabling the hair to fall in range for another scalp tearing pull upwards to her feet. Jo tried to ease that pain by grabbing the woman’s wrist but to little avail as the brunette ripped her upwards to her feet before Suzanne delivered a wicked backhand that knocked Jo to the floor in a heap. Jo almost rolled completely over backwards as she went down her legs flopping over her shoulders presenting her backside towards the rampant brunette offering a target it proved difficult to resist as Suzanne kicked her rival hated in the butt to send her sprawling. “Get up before I kick you in the butt again!” snapped the brunette relishing her control over the blonde and she stepped forward to pull the woman up again by the hair. Jo appeared quite limp as she was dragged upright had the brunette knocked the fight out of her?

Greg was starting to relax now his wife had turned it around she was proving herself to be the better brawler and he was realising she was the one he smiled as he watched her drag the apparently finished blonde to her feet again clearly intent on knocking her down again when suddenly the scene seemed to freeze. Suzanne was facing away from him so he clearly saw her buttocks flinch as Jo fought back landing a brutal uppercut right between his wife’s thighs. Sue seemed to freeze as a wave of nauseating pain shot out from her punched pudenda her crushed clit was crying for comfort as Jo hit her again and then a third time the blow that finally sent Sue staggering back the colour drained from her face her arms floundering towards her sensational socked sex.

Jo rose up before the woman appearing taller a picture of hate tattooed across her face the pummelling she had received had galvanised her fight back and she had struck back. She grabbed the woman’s hair pulling her head up the sight of tears on the pain wracked face filled her with cheer before she slammed her forearm across the woman’s face. “Hurt does it bitch well that’s just the beginning!” she goaded as she cracked a wonderful uppercut to the woman’s chin throwing her into the ropes Sue’s arms flying over the top rope left her hanging helpless head down and legs buckling. Jo measured her for a vicious slap and cracked her hard across the face with an open palm that snapped her head round with a crack like a rifle shot, “Wake up bitch we’re not finished yet,” snarled Jo as she backhanded Suzanne across the face a second time. The brunette’s head dropped again tears visible on her cheeks as Jo snarled, “I said wake up!” before she slapped the woman again.

Stepping forward she lifted her knee between the wife’s thighs thudding her knee cap against the wounded womanhood as she snarled, “That’s your fun palace finished whore face now how about these udders you call tits!” as she clenched her fists before launching a double fisted pugilistic assault on the helpless woman’s breasts driving her fists into the soft flesh with venom. That attack finally galvanised some resistance as Sue tried to cover her chest with her hands to block the blows. “No you don’t,” snarled Jo determined not to be denied and she grabbed the brunette lifting her knee into the woman’s stomach to fold her in half before turning her around and shoving her into the ropes face first on her knees Then pulling up on the middle cord up and down on the top strand she very effectively tied the brunette up with her arms held wide apart. Stepping through the ropes Jo then grabbed the top cord to steady herself before snapping kick after kick into the woman’s breasts and face. All the time Jo taunted the trapped wife with belittling comments and her intention to fuck Greg in just a few moments to celebrate her win! A kick to the face drew blood from Suzanne’s nose as Jo brutally beat her up.

Jo had triumphed she had clearly demonstrated that she was superior she had it all brains, beauty and brawn she had stolen the show dropping the wife numerous times and shown complete contempt by walking away letting her get up giving her every chance before finally trouncing her completely humiliating and humbling her in front of her man a man she now intended taking away. There had been no cries for mercy or mercy offered it had been a war between two stubborn and defiant women to the last blow and now one was about to walk away leaving the other beaten to a pulp hanging in the ropes. Jo stepped in front of the beaten and bleeding Suzanne and pulled her head back staring into her face, “You’ve lost bitch admit it!” But Suzanne despite the beating the rapidly closing left eye and bleeding nose refused to admit defeat. Jo screeched, “You bitch!” before crashing her fist into the woman’s jaw snapping her head round and leaving her out cold hanging in the ropes.

The blonde turned to Greg watching silently a few feet away and said, “It’s over I win now come here!” an he meekly complied as she dropped from the apron to push her body against his and they kissed hungry for the contact eagerly caressing each other’s bodies clearly Greg thought she was the better woman and their passion started to take over. Neither noticed Tony stepping into the ring or saw him untangling the ropes from around the beaten brunette before he gently lifted her and carried her towards the locker room her unconscious body marked with the signs of the fight but her breathing calm for now she was at peace but he suspected there would be repercussions for all of them as he called a doctor friend to come and check her over. Greg and Jo were oblivious of everything as they reaffirmed a once dead relationship in the gym for now the blonde was number one but what would happen in the cold light of day when their domestic differences were diagnosed.

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