by T. Trolley

I had always dreamed of seeing Angela fight another woman. To me, Angela was
the perfect woman -- sweet and cute with a wonderful temperment, yet
physically strong and not afraid to stand up for herself. I always wondered how Angela
would react if she got into a fight with another woman. Would she dominate her
-- or would she be dominated? Would she be the aggressor or be forced on the
defensive? Would she rise to the physical challenge of the moment or crumble
in fear as her opponent came after her to do her in?

Now I was getting the chance to see the answers to many of those questions as
my beautiful, sweet Angela was physically fighting and battling with the
tough Brenda in the basement of her office!

Brenda never did like Angela and the two got into a huge argument in the
basement of their workplace during a pool party. Brenda had gone into the basement
to take off her swim suit and had removed the top part. Angela -- not knowing
Brenda was there -- took off her top as soon as she got into the basement.
The two then confronted each other -- topless! They were the only two there --
except me, of course -- and pretty soon the catty words turned into an actual
catfight!

Angela was the taller of the two at 5-6 and about 145 lbs. with blonde, curly
hair and a very nice shape. I had always thought her arms and legs were
perfect -- not too skinny, not too fat. Brenda, also a blonde with long, curly
hair, was shorter than Angela at 5-4, but she probably weighed at least 10 pounds
more than my Angela. Her legs and arms weren't quite as long as Angela's, but
they were bigger.

Angela was a sweet thing with a spark of fire in her. And that's what I saw
when the two women initially began to fight. But it was obvious that Brenda
wanted Angela a lot more than Angela did. Brenda seemed very determined to fight
and win while it looked like Angela was a bit clueless.

Brenda quickly put her left arm around Angela's neck and grabbed her left arm
that was pushing into Brenda's breast with her right hand to pull it out.
Brenda was the aggressive one and already Angela was frightened and beginning to
cry, recognizing that Brenda wanted to beat her up and had the power to do so.

I watched closely to see which woman was the stronger. I had always admired
Angela's quiet beauty mixed in with well-proportioned size and natural upper
body strength. Now I would see just how strong Angela was!

But unfortunately for Angela, it was Brenda who was the aggressor in this
fight. My frightened, sobbing Angela was struggling with her seemingly stronger,
more compact adversary and it didn't look good for my girl. Angela seemed to
be more on the defense than offense, trying to push Brenda away with that
forearm to the chest, while Brenda was trying to get Angela down on the floor!

Though Brenda was strong, Angela was hard to get on the floor. Despite the
slowly overwhelming force and power of Brenda, Angela was able to not only stand
her ground but also keep from getting floored by Brenda. And neither Angela
nor I wanted that because I think we both knew that once Brenda got that kind
of advantage on Angela, it would be over for my girl.

Yet, that scenario seemed to be inevitable. Brenda continued to come forward
offensively, pulling Angela by the hair with one hand while the frightened,
softly sobbing Angela tried her best to defend herself from the heavier girls
efforts to gain the advantage over her. Angela just wasn't mustering a good
enough offense to win this fight. She was just too intimidated by the bigger,
more powerful, strong Brenda and just a little too meek to counterattack.

Still, Brenda couldn't get my Angela off her feet. I had to give it to my
Angela -- she wasn't going to completely crumble to Brenda. But finally, after a
few minutes of jostling and moving around, Brenda was finally able to back
Angela into the wall and get her in a headlock to whip her down!

Once Brenda got my Angela down, Angela's superior height meant nothing.
Brenda now went for the kill, quickly mounting Angela and then wrapping her big
arms around Angela's head -- forcing her face into Brenda's chest! Brenda was
trying to smother Angela out!

I watched as Angela futilely struggled beneath the weight of Brenda as Brenda
held her around the head firmly with both arms, forcing her face into her
chest and smothering her! But Angela managed to roll on top of Brenda -- though
Brenda kept her trapped in the smother hold! Angela then desperately tried to
pull Brenda's arms from around her head! I could hear Angela squeal and gasp
for air as she pulled at Brenda's arms!

But then Brenda rolled Angela back over onto her back and pinned her with a
full body press, planting Angela's wrists on the mat with her hands and laying
atop Angela's face and entire body! She held Angela there until Angela stopped
struggling and finally sobbed, "I give up!"

Brenda then got off of the motionless Angela and walked away, muttering,
"That lousy sack of garbage! I taught her a lesson fer shure!"

I raced over to my beautiful, sobbing Angela. She lay flat on her back with
one knee up as I looked down at her with eyes closed as she sobbed softly.

Maybe I should have done more to help Angela. Maybe if I would have stepped
in and kept the two from fighting, then maybe Angela would have never gone
through what she did. It wasn't easy watching Angela getting humiliated when
Brenda smothered her out and then smothered her again with that full body pin. But
it all happened so fast. One second, there was Angela -- actually doing a
fairly decent job of at least fending Brenda's offense off. But then, all of a
sudden, there was Brenda on top of her and smothering her out as well as pinning
her!

But I have to admit that I was also held back from helping her because I was
excited about watching Angela lose. To me, watching her lose to Brenda was
just as erotic and just as much of a turn-on as seeing her win -- if not more. I
was transfixed and mesmerized by the fight to the point that I was simply
soaking it all in, oblivious to my duty of breaking the two up and protecting
Angela. Besides, it was up to Angela to protect herself in this instance and --
because Brenda was simply too much woman for Angela to handle -- Angela was
incapable of defending herself when it came time to doing the job.

Angela had a fair fight against another woman and she lost. That was all
there was to it. She had been given just as much of a chance to win as Brenda had,
but Brenda was simply better than Angela and beat her up. Yes, I could have
done more to protect my Angela, but hey -- I wanted to see what would happen! I
thought Angela might actually win and I wanted to see how she'd do in a
fight, but by the time the outcome was certain I had become so hypnotized that I
didn't even think about my obvious duties to help out Angela until Brenda had
long since taken her out.

I slowly helped the softly sobbing Angela sit up. She was still very upset
from the whipping Brenda gave her -- a whipping that will live forever in my
memory as well as hers.