A terrible loss by fightluvr

My fiancé, Marissa, had just arrived home from picking her best friend, Kristen, up from the airport to spend the weekend with her. Kristen came in town from time to time and it was always a lot of fun when the three of us would go out and party. My fiancé is about 5'4” and 130 pounds with some baby fat on her and 34 C breasts. Kristen is 5'4” and 140 pounds with much larger D cup breasts and a little more padding on the ass than Marissa. Both girls are gorgeous and have been best friends since high school. Marissa being the blonde and Kristen being a brunette makes them a good match with their looks.

Marissa called me when they were on their way to my house and asked me where I wanted to go out to tonight. I could hear Kristen in the back ground saying we should hang out at my new house since I have a pool and a hot tub. Marissa said she thought that would be fun and I thought it would be too. They arrived at my place around 8 in the evening and after chatting for a few minutes they went upstairs to change. I fixed a pitcher of margaritas while they were changing. Kristen came downstairs first. She had on a blue two piece that barely covered her at all. The top basically covered her nipples and that was it while the bottom was a string bikini and it had one little string going up the ass and it barely covered her pussy. Kristen looked great and I could feel myself starting to get turned on when she entered the room. I saw Marissa come down the stares in her conservative black bikini that made sure to cover everything that it could. Marissa's jaw about hit the floor when she saw what Kristen was wearing. She didn't say anything though,

We drank margaritas and swam for a couple of hours and all of us were starting to feel a little get a good buzz on by that point. We all decided to get in the hot tub and have another Margarita. We had all got comfortably seated when Kristen started the conversation. She said, “So can we have a threesome tonight?”

“What did you just say?” Marissa responded.

“I want the three of us to get in on together and sleep in the same bed tonight.”

“I don't think so Kristen. I am not sharing my man with anyone.”

“Come on Marissa. I saw how aroused your man was when he saw me come down the stairs tonight” Kristen commented.

“Well that's because you were dressed like a slut” retorted Marissa.

“A slut huh? Well maybe this slut will take your man for the night then!”

Marissa's face was turning bright red at this point. She replied, “I think you should call a cab and stay at a hotel tonight Kristen.”

Kristen smiled at Marissa then at me. “No I think I'll stay here tonight Marissa.”

With that, Marissa had just opened her mouth to say something when Kristen slapped her right across the face. Marissa was stunned and shaken by the slap and Kristen took advantage of that fact by grabbing Marissa by the hair and dunking her under the water. She held her under the water and Marissa's hands started the flail about. I was starting to get worried when Kristen brought her back into the air but still held onto her hair with both hands. “Are you sure you don't want to have that threesome?” Kristen asked Marissa.

“Fuck you!” Marissa responded.

And with that Kristen dunked Marissa back under the water again. Kristen looked at me and just smiled a wicked smile. God she was turning me on. Her smile almost made me forget that she was holding Marissa under the water. Kristen then let Marissa up so she could breathe again. Marissa was breathing heavily and kind of choking from swallowing some water. Kristen held Marissa by her hair still. I finally intervened and told Kristen that this wasn't fair and if she wanted to fight then they were going to have to go inside. She pushed Marissa away from her. Kristen stood up and walked towards the back door into the house. She turned around and looked at Marissa. Then she started to talk, “I'll be in the living room if you decide you are woman enough to fight me Marissa. If you don't want to fight me then I'll just fuck your man and you can stay in the guest bedroom. Your choice. I'll be inside.”

Kristen smirked and walked inside. I went over to Marissa to make sure she was ok. She was still breathing heavy and had the look of a woman who had just been embarrassed and beaten. “That bitch is not going to do this to me. I am going to kick her ass! I want you to watch when I do baby. She just humiliated me and I am going to get her back for this. This has been brewing between us for a long time. You have to promise me that not matter the outcome of this fight that you won't interfere in it. No matter what happens. Do you promise? “

I nodded my head and promised her that I would not interfere. Marissa kissed me and got out the hot tub. She turned to me and said, “Are you coming?” I got out of the pool and walked to her. Marissa reached down and pulled my swim suit off of me and started to stroke my cock. She walked to the door and lead me by my cock to the house and then into the living room. Kristen watched us walk into the living room and looked a little shocked when she saw Marissa leading me by my cock. Marissa pointed to my cock and spoke first, “I am putting my man's cock on the line tonight. If you beat me you can fuck him. But if I beat you then you have to leave and never come back.”

“Oh the fucking your man part sounds good to me but let's raise the stakes a little more. If I beat you I not only get your man for the night but you are also my personal slave for the rest of the weekend. If you beat me then you get to fuck him tonight and have me be your personal slave for the rest of the weekend. Oh, and by personal slave I mean there are no limits on what we can do to each other. Are you game? Or are you going to act like a pussy like you did in the hot tub when I got the best of you?”

Marissa looked at me then replied, “That's fine with me bitch. The only rules to the fight are no punching or scratching the face.”

“Those are fine with me. Enough talking bitch let's fight!”

With those words the two girls collided in the middle of the room and and both went straight for the hair. They were both pulling away on each others hair when Marissa slapped Kristen twice across the face then punched her in the stomach. Kristen let go Marissa's hair and clutched her stomach. Marissa grabbed Kristen's bikini top and pulled it from her body. “Not like this is covering much you stupid whore!”

Then Marissa wrapped the bikini top around Kristen's throat and started choking her. Kristen started flailing and Marissa pulled the bikini tighter around her wind pipes. Kristen was starting to get desperate and she dropped to her knees. Marissa had this smirk on her face. “Not so tough when you don't get in a cheap shot are you bitch? I am going to teach you a lesson not to ever fuck with me again…”

With that Kristen had had enough and slammed her elbow right into my Marissa's pussy. Marissa immediately let go of the bikini top and placed her hands over her pussy as she dropped to the ground. Kristen took the bikini away from her neck and threw it aside. She straddled Marissa, who was still clutching her womanhood, and started to slap her. She slapped Marissa five times before Marissa tried to bring her hands up to protect her face but when she did Kristen caught her arms and pinned them under her knees. Then Kristen grabbed Marissa by the hair and pulled her head off the ground. She then pulled her hand way back and held it there. She looked at Marissa and smiled an evil smile. Marissa knew what was coming but couldn't protect herself. Kristen slapped Marissa hard across the face. Marissa let out a load moan of pain when Kristen let go of her hair. “So what do you think Marissa? You like my big boobs? They are a lot bigger than your boobs and from the size of your man's cock right now I think he loves them too. As a matter of fact, I just can't wait to fuck your man tonight.”

Marissa's face was bright red with pain from Kristen slapping the shit out of her and realizing she was losing in front of her man. She didn't respond to Marissa's taunts though. She just laid there trying to catch her breath. That's when Kristen leaned forward and allowed her large breasts to engulf Marissa's face. Marissa started thrashing around because her air was being cut off. She continued to struggle for the next minute or so then she grew still. Kristen pulled away from Marissa's face and looked at her. She smiled then started kissing Marissa on her face. She did that for the next minute and I think she was just trying to tease me and make me harder…well it was working! Marissa was out cold and her former best friend was humiliating her for the second time in a night in front of me.

Kristen got on her knees next to Marissa and untied Marissa's bikini top and pulled it off of her body. She then moved down to Marissa's lower body and started to slide Marissa's bikini bottoms down her legs and off her body. Kristen chuckled when she saw the bush that Marissa had under her bottoms and ran her ringers through the bush. Watching Kristen strip my fiancé naked in front of me was seriously turning me on…it was driving me wild! Kristen then straddled Marissa again and pinned her arms down. She then slapped her across the face to bring her back to life again.

“Wake up little girl” Kristen taunted. “What should I do to you now? I have already kicked your ass twice tonight and it was not very hard. I never realized you were this much of a pussy or I would have done this a long time ago. I think your man is really enjoying this”

“Get off of me Kristen. Just go home and leave me alone.” Marissa said.

“Oh I don't think so bitch. Those were not the rules for tonight. But I might take it easy on you if you admit that I am the better woman. So am I the better woman?” Kristen asked.

“Fuck you bitch!”

“Wrong answer” with that Kristen pulled on the strings on each side of her bikini bottoms, pulled them away from her body and tossed them to me. She then moved up on Marissa's body until she got her pussy right over Marissa's face. Marissa let out a very loud no as Kristen lowered her pussy onto Marissa's face and started grinding. Kristen completely had Marissa's nose and mouth engorged in her pussy. Kristen was really enjoying herself. I could tell by the expression on her face. This went on and on for minutes until it was obvious that Marissa was out again. Kristen then got up and came over to the couch and sat next to me. We made out for several minutes and then went into the kitchen to fix ourselves another margarita and left Marissa laying naked and defeated on the living room floor.

While we were having a margarita Kristen started asking me what I wanted to see her do to Marissa. I told her to surprise me but that everything she was doing so far had been turning me on. Kristen went upstairs then came down with a bag she had brought with her. She set it down next to Marissa and pulled out some handcuffs and laid them on the ground. Kristen then started gently playing with Marissa's breasts. I could see she was making Marissa's nipples very hard. Marissa started to come to and brought her hands up to her head. I could tell Marissa's head was hurting from the beating Kristen had given her. Kristen was laying on the ground next to Marissa was right in Marissa's face and she could also look at me. Kristen kept playing with Marissa's breasts and Marissa was not trying to stop her. Kristen had a huge grin on her face and she was looking right at Marissa. She grabbed Marissa's face with her left hand and looked her right in the eyes and asked her, “Do you want to give up now?”

“Yes I give up” Marissa responded. I knew that it was killing Marissa to submit to Kristen and to know that Kristen had totally taken advantage of her in front of her man.

Kristen rolled on top of Marissa so that her breasts were right on top of Marissa's and she was face to face with Marissa. “So who's the better woman?”

“Y….Y….You are the better woman Kristen.”

“So who is the prettier woman?” Kristen asked.

“You are prettier than me” Marissa responded without even missing a beat. She was totally defeated and completely submissive to Kristen. Kristen started to stand up and grabbed Marissa by the hair on her way up. “Get on your hands and knees little bitch.”

Marissa was on her hands and knees in front of Kristen with Kristen holding her by the hair. Kristen started to walk around the room and she was pulling Marissa by the hair. Marissa was following behind her on all fours. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Kristen was walking Marissa around like she was her pet. Kristen slowly walked Marissa around the living room several times in a circle. She was taunting her the whole time and telling her what a good little doggie she was. Kristen came to a stop right in front of where I was seated on the couch. Kristen pulled Marissa up by the hair and had her stand in front of me while she fondled Marissa's breasts and started rubbing her pussy. Marissa's head dropped to the floor in shame. Kristen kept this act up for a few minutes and she was smiling while she was staring at my huge erection…I thought was going to blow my load right there. “I can't wait to have some fun with that big cock tonight” Kristen said.

“No…that's mine!” Marissa finally spoke up.

“What did you say bitch?” Kristen asked and turned Marissa around to face her. Marissa never saw it coming when Kristen hit her right across her breasts with a back hand, forearm smash. I heard the loud sound of Kristen's forearm impacting with Marissa's breasts. The impact of the blow knocked Marissa off her feet and left her laying on the ground clutching her breasts. Kristen grabbed Marissa's feet and spread her legs then started grinding the heel of her foot into Marissa's pussy. Marissa let out a howl from the pain. Her crotch was on fire and her breasts were still throbbing from what Kristen had just done to them. Kristen let Marissa's legs drop to the ground and leaned over and grabbed Marissa by the breasts. She started pulling hard on Marissa's breasts and pulled Marissa to her knees. Marissa was almost in tears as she was still holding on to her pussy and her aching breasts. Kristen reached down and grabbed Marissa's left hand and pulled it out in front of her. “You know what Marissa?”

“Wh…w….wh…what?” Marissa slowly mumbled.

“This ring would look better on me than you” Kristen said.

“NOOO…please don't Kristen! Please! Please!” Marissa was begging and looking directly up at Kristen. Kristen laughed, “My god you are pathetic Marissa.”

With that Kristen took Marissa's engagement ring off of her hand and placed it on her ring finger. Marissa started to cry. Kristen flashed the ring and showed it off in front of me. Then Kristen grabbed the hand cuffs off the ground and grabbed Marissa by her hair. She was walking Marissa around like a dog again but this time she was leading her upstairs. Kristen motioned for me to follow and I was up from the couch in an instant. Kristen lead Marissa all the way to my bedroom where we had made love and fucked for hours and hours. Kirsten pulled my computer chair right next to the side of the bed and made Marissa sit in it. She then put Marissa's hands behind her back and handcuffed them to the chair so that Marissa was stuck. She then went to one of her bags and pulled a tube of lipstick out and walked back to Marissa. She straddled Marissa in the chair. She opened the tube of lipstick and proceeded to write ‘whore' across Marissa's forehead. It was more than Marissa could take and she broke down crying. Kristen then drew and arrow to Marissa's pussy on her stomach and wrote ‘lame in bed' and ‘needs to shave'. Then Kristen gave Marissa a deep kiss. She let her tongue probe Marissa's mouth. Then Kristen got off from Marissa and gave her a few light, playful slaps across the face. Kristen guided me to the bed and laid me down. She took my cock in her mouth and started sucking on it. Oh my god I was so horny after what I had just watched Kristen do to Marissa. Kristen was very good with her mouth. I have to admit that she gave a much better blow job than Marissa did…it was no comparison. Kristen could make me cum at will. I came very hard, very quick and Kristen took all of my cum in her mouth. But instead of swallowing it she went back to Marissa, straddled her and kissed Marissa again. Then she pulled away from Marissa and spit the rest of the cum right on Marissa's face. “So who gives the better blowjob? Me or Marissa?” Kristen asked me.

“You do Kristen. You give a much better blowjob than Marissa does” I quickly responded. Marissa started to cry again when I said that.

Kristen came back to me on the bed and laid next to me. She started stroking my cock with her left hand and kissed me. I was hard again. She got on top of me and started riding me. We fucked hard for about 20 minutes before I came again but this time I came deep inside of Kristen. Kristen leaned over and kissed me then she rolled off of me and we started to cuddle. I looked over at Marissa and she was staring at us. She had just watched her former best friend fuck me while she had to watch. Not only that Kristen had fucked me while wearing the engagement ring I had given to Marissa.

The fucking and cuddling went on all night between Kristen and I, while Marissa stayed handcuffed to the chair with the writing all over her face and body. When we woke up in the morning Kristen took the handcuffs off from Marissa and led Marissa to the bathroom. I heard Kristen tell Marissa to get cleaned up because she was her slave for the rest of the weekend. I walked to the bathroom and I saw Kristen holding Marissa by the hair and making her look at herself in the mirror. Marissa looked terrible. She was the lipstick writing on her face and stomach and the dried cum on her face that Kristen had applied. Kristen started to speak again, “You agreed to be my slave for the rest of the weekend. You are going to start by getting yourself cleaned up then going downstairs and fixing breakfast for us. You will not put any clothes on unless I tell you to. Do you understand?”

“Yes I do Kristen.” Marissa responded. She was totally submissive to Kristen now.

“And you will also be referring to me as Mistress for the rest of the weekend because I own your ass. So what are you going to do now?”

“I am going to take a shower then fix breakfast for you, Mistress.”

Marissa's will was broken by Kristen.

That weekend was the best weekend of my life. Kristen enjoyed tormenting Marissa all weekend and Marissa took the punishment without ever trying to fight back. Kristen left after the weekend and went home but she kept the engagement ring. We spoke a lot over the next few weeks and Kristen came back to visit me that next weekend. I really had fallen for Kristen and we decided she should keep that ring on her finger and that we were going to get married. After Marissa left my house that weekend I did not hear from her again. She could not get over the shame of what Kristen had done to her so easily. She had been dominated by Kristen and the fight had been one sided with Kristen completely getting the best of her.

It's been several months since that weekend and Kristen has since moved in with me. I don't think we will ever see Marissa again but I don't know for sure. Kristen said she wanted to have Marissa over and play with her some more. The thought drove me wild again. Kristen promised me that she would have other catfights since I loved watching them so much…more importantly I loved watching Kristen catfight. I am sure this will not be the last story….