Roommates Rumble

By Fired Fighter

Both women had known that there would be trouble between them. They could sense the tension from the first moment they had laid eyes on each other. They knew they should have gone their separate ways right then and there, but they had not. After all, the apartment was great and the rent ridiculously low; it was a deal neither woman could afford to walk away from – even if it meant sharing her space with someone not entirely to her liking.

So, the two had moved in together and it had been alright… for a little while. They had not become best of friends, but at least they had been getting along fine during the first couple of months of their coexistence. Bit by bit, though, the problems common for roommates everywhere had begun to appear – little things which, when added up, began to cause cracks to appear in their relationship. No attempt was made to mend the cracks and they soon widened to a serious rift – one that could no longer be mended even if they wanted to. Add to this the natural enmity every beautiful woman feels towards ever other beautiful woman and the scene was set for disaster. It came to a point where, if asked for an honest answer, each woman would have admitted that she simply couldn’t stand the other, and since both of them were as feisty and as independent as they come, this could only end up one way. The two Alpha personalities were headed for a showdown, and that showdown, when it came, would be nothing like the everyday minor verbal spats that they had had ever since moving in together – it would be a war. A devastating, all-out war where there could be only one victor and the consequences would be grave and lasting.

They couldn’t even remember what the original argument was about. Nor did they care much. The time for arguing had passed anyway. Now it was time to act and they knew exactly what they had to do. No other course was available and no other course was needed. They were having this out – right here and now. There was no room in the apartment for two Alpha females. One of them would have to bend to the other’s will. All that was left was to see which one.
Both girls appeared confident as they faced off in the middle of the living-room, ready to tear into each other. The two were of similar build – lithe and firm, with plenty of curves in the right places. One was a blonde, the other a brunette, and each one was very attractive in her own way.

The blonde, Alison, was 5’6” tall, weighed somewhere around 125 pounds. She had emerald green eyes, straight, shoulder-length, golden hair, deeply tanned skin and a superb body, most of which was clearly visible at the moment as she wore only a black lace bra and a matching pair of panties. At 26, the gorgeous California native was a partner in a small catering business, had no financial or health problems, her personal life was deeply satisfactory and she felt on top of the world. Or rather she felt she would be on top of the world as soon as she had dealt with the only blemish in an otherwise perfect picture: her roommate. Accustomed to getting what she wanted, she had no doubts that she could take her opponent. A large part of her confidence stemmed from the fact that she had won all the previous fights in her life – three altogether. She had enjoyed besting those girls – two in high school and one in college – and she believed she was going to enjoy coming out on top of this one even more. It was something she had wanted to do for a long time and she was really looking forward to teaching the bitch a lesson in manners.

“So, that’s how you want it, huh?” Alison said to the other woman, her green eyes watchful as she regarded her roommate scornfully. “Well, come on, bitch, let’s go! Let’s see what you got!”

“Oh, don’t worry, you’ll see!” the other woman answered coolly, bright blue eyes sparkling. “The problem is what I’ve got is a lot more than you can take!”

The 23-year-old Jessica was from Florida; a stunning, buxom brunette, currently clad in a pair of white lace panties and a white crop top that had trouble containing her massive breasts and left her taut midriff bare. She was as tanned and as tall as Alison, weighed as much and was just as beautiful. She was also as willing to fight and as confident in her own success as the blonde. She just KNEW she had what it takes to beat the hell out of her Alison; she couldn’t possibly be any more certain of it. Fresh out of college, she was working as an assistant in a big law firm and she knew it was only a matter of time before she had her own practice. Being bright and driven, she always took success for granted and this fight was no exception. She had fought before, twice, in college, and she had won on both occasions, which gave her all the confidence in the world as she literally threw herself headlong into this fight.

Lunging at her rival, Jessica rammed her shoulder into Alison’s solar plexus and at the same time wrapped her arms around the blonde’s thighs, looking to take her down Alison went over with Jessica on top of her, but as she did so, she grabbed two handfuls of her opponent’s long, dark tresses and yanked, at the same time wrapping her shapely legs around Jessica’s waist and squeezing. Suddenly finding herself in a more disadvantageous position, despite being on top, Jessica groaned and squirmed, trying to break loose.

“Let go, bitch! Let go!” The brunette snarled, aiming wild overhead lefts and rights. She missed more than she hit, and although she managed to hurt Alison, it was not enough to make the blonde let go.

Yanking Jessica’s head back and forth, Alison kept trying to roll over and get on top of the brunette. She probably would have made it too, had it not being for the sudden change of tactics by Jessica, who, abruptly and without warning, reached out with her right hand and drove her manicured fingernails in her opponent’s face. Screaming in pain, Alison grabbed hold of Jessica’s right wrist and pushed her hand away, at the same time trying to twist the arm. Jessica wouldn’t have it, though, and used her left hand to hit her rival in the face, making the blonde groan and squirm. The punches to her face both hurt and distracted Alison – enough for Jessica to wriggle free of the blonde’s encircling legs.
Staying on her opponent, Jessica now straddled Alison, pinning her to the floor. The blonde bucked and kicked wildly, but seemed unable to throw the brunette off and remained flat on her back.

“What now, bitch?” Jessica panted, expertly riding her foe’s struggles down. She was about to say something else, when Alison suddenly kicked up with both legs and hooked the brunette’s shoulders with her calves. One big push of the blonde’s legs and Jessica went over backwards with a squeal.

“I’ll beat the tits off of you, you lil’ worm!” Alison snarled as she tried to climb on top of her foe.

Picking her legs up, Jessica managed to get her feet against Alison’s body and pushed, sending the blonde flying backwards and falling to the floor.

The women rose up at the same time and came at each other, arms swinging. Jessica connected first with a solid right to her opponent’s head. Alison was staggered, but kept going nonetheless. Grabbing the front of Jessica’s top, the blonde spun the brunette around violently and tried to trip her. Jessica managed to stay on her feet, but her top failed to withstand the other woman’s fury and split right down the middle. Not satisfied with the result, Alison kept yanking on the torn top, eventually ripping it off Jessica’s body and throwing it in the brunette’s face.

“YOU FUCKIN’ BITCH!” Jessica shouted and charged at her foe, her massive bare breasts bouncing freely.

Alison tried to kick Jessica in the stomach, but the kick could not stop the brunette. Slamming into her opponent and taking her down, Jessica mounted Alison and began whaling away at her with angry screams. Alison wriggled and kicked, but failed to make any impression on Jessica, who continued her assault, hitting the blonde with both hands.

“Wanna tear clothes, bitch? Huh?” The brunette asked, getting hold of the blonde’s bra and tugging it furiously, eventually ripping it off.

As soon as Alison’s firm, juicy tits had sprung free of the bra, Jessica tore right into them, twisting and clawing the supple flesh. The blonde squealed in pain, but immediately returned the favor, sinking her manicured talons into the brunette’s big, quivering mounds and mauling them savagely. Jessica screamed and flinched, but maintained her grip on her rival’s breasts as well as her position on top.

Yelping and cursing, the two women kept brutalizing each other’s assets with wild abandon. Both were hurting, but neither was willing to give up, each one determined to outlast her foe. Ultimately, either Alison’s grip was stronger, or Jessica’s pain tolerance was lower as it was the brunette who suddenly let go of the other woman’s breasts and grabbed her wrists in an attempt to push the clawing hands away from her own orbs. Crowing triumphantly, Alison squeezed her opponent’s bust even harder and suddenly heaved up, throwing the brunette off of her.

The two topless beauties got up and squared off, panting and shaking. Wasting little time, they sprang forward simultaneously, colliding head-on. Alison seemed to have the better momentum and forced Jessica a few steps back. The brunette didn’t bother to try and regain the lost ground. Instead, she got a good hold of the blonde and whipped her around, sending her crashing back-first into the wall. A quick knee to the belly had Alison bending over with a low moan and gave Jessica the opportunity to strike at will. Pressing her advantage, the brunette wrestled the blonde to the ground, forcing her to lie face down and twisting one of her arms behind her back.

“AIIIIIIIEEEEE MY ARM, BITCH! LET GO!” Alison shrieked, writhing furiously.

“Make me, cunt!” Jessica growled as she now straddled Alison’s hips, pinning the blonde to the floor while continuing to twist her arm.

Alison shrieked even louder, which made Jessica tighten her grip even more: “Give!” The brunette demanded, pushing Alison’s trapped wrist further and further up her back.

“FUCK YOU, BITCH! GET OFFA ME!” The blonde yelled, squirming around.

“I said give, slut!” The Florida girl persisted, still twisting her California enemy’s arm and looking pretty smug about it too. Jessica was now finally feeling in control and that was just the way she liked it. She’d certainly show the bitch now!

Baring her teeth, the brunette applied more pressure on her foe’s captured limb, which resulted in the blonde screaming louder than ever and those screams were simply music to Jessica’s ears.

“Whassamatter, bitch? Had enough?” Jessica said conceitedly, sitting firmly atop her writhing opponent. “You ARE going to give up now, right? RIGHT, ALISON?” The brunette asked, raising her voice. At the same time she reached with her left hand while still maintaining the hammerlock with her right, grabbed Alison’s silky, golden tresses and yanked her head back.

Alison gave a loud, harsh-sounding moan and squirmed helplessly. She lashed blindly backwards with her free arm, but the blow landed somewhere on Jessica’s left shoulder and the brunette hardly even noticed it.

“Alright, you slut!” Jessica panted. “If that’s –”

Suddenly, Alison swung one of her long, sexy legs backwards, bending it at the knee and her heel struck Jessica between the shoulder-blades with considerable force. Jessica wasn’t expecting anything like this and the move took her by surprise. She groaned and leaned forward and had to prop herself on her hands to avoid falling over. In doing so, she released her opponent’s arm and
Alison immediately started heaving upwards in attempts to dislodge the brunette.

“Guess again, blondie!” Jessica growled and wrapped her arms around Alison’s upper body, dropping all of her weight on the blonde’s back.

Once again, Alison sprawled on the floor with Jessica on top of her.

“LET ME GO, YOU LIL’ BITCH!” Alison screamed, writhing furiously. She tried to twist in Jessica’s arms and roll over onto her back, where she thought she would have a chance to flip the brunette over, but the latter had other ideas.

“Stay down, cunt!” Jessica snarled and bent her head, drawing her lips back.

Alison had only managed to turn halfway and now Jessica’s white, even teeth sank into the side of the blonde’s glistening torso, just behind the left breast. Alison howled with pain and jerked her body sideways, once again ending up lying flat on her belly. Jessica quickly pushed herself up and straddled her prostrate opponent, sitting on the small of Alison’s back. Alison began to struggle, but could not break free. Jessica hit the blonde twice on the side of her neck with her right fist. Alison moaned and continued to squirm, but the blows had clearly softened her up some and Jessica was quick to take advantage as she reached with both hands and laced her fingers under Alison’s chin.

“Now we’ll see!” The brunette murmured and then began pulling, twisting Alison’s neck backwards.
Alison groaned and got hold of Jessica’s wrists, digging her fingernails into them. The brunette hissed and drew her hands back, then hit Alison in the neck a few more times. The blonde groaned and tried to protect herself by covering her head and neck with her hands and forearms. Still sitting on her opponent’s back, Jessica picked up her knees, placing her feet on the floor on either side of Alison. She then grabbed Alison’s wrists and pulled her arms backwards and sideways. The blonde struggled, but seemed helpless against her dark-haired opponent.

“Let’s see just how tough you are, bitch!” Jessica said menacingly, still holding on to the other woman’s wrists. She yanked Alison’s arms backwards and the blonde arched her back with a scream.
Now Jessica quickly pulled the arms sideways, spreading them wide, and draped them over her thighs, just behind her raised knees. Before Alison could do anything, Jessica once again laced her fingers under the blonde’s chin and twisted her head backwards. Alison groaned in pain, but the brunette paid no attention and, keeping the arms extended, leaned back, pulling even harder. At this point Alison’s entire upper body was lifted off the ground and she hung suspended in Jessica’s perfectly executed camel clutch.

“You like that, slut?” Jessica panted. “Huh? You like it?”

Alison didn’t like any of it. Her back was arched into and extremely painful position and, to make it worse, she had to keep it that way by supporting herself with her arms across Jessica’s thighs lest her entire upper body weight should fall on her already agonizingly twisted neck.

“Let… gho!” Alison said in a strained, harsh voice.

“Submit!” Was Jessica’s response. “Right now! I wanna hear you say that you give up; that I’m better than you! Say it! Now!”

“No!” The monosyllable sounded like something between a croak and a moan, but there was little doubt that Alison meant what she said.

“Alright,” Jessica said calmly, “I can wait! We got all day to do this!”

“F-fuck…you!” was all Alison had to say about it.

Jessica was getting angrier by the second. She had to admit reluctantly that the blonde bitch was tougher than she had thought initially, but despite that, the brunette had no respect of any kind for Alison; only hatred and desire to hurt her. And Jessica was in a good position to do it too. Still sitting on Alison, she now gave the latter’s neck a little extra tug and said:

“I can break you in half if I want to, bitch! And I’ll do it if you don’t submit to me! Now! Say it!”

Alison just groaned. It was obvious that she was not willing to submit, but it was equally obvious that she was hurting real bad: Her beautiful face was reddened and twisted in agony, her fists were tightly clenched and she was constantly swinging her legs from the knees down, thumping the floor with her feet. Still, she was trapped and her attempts to break free amounted to sideways jerks of her body, which was lifted clear off the floor by Jessica’s cruel hold.

“You’re done, bitch! Give it up! Admit I’m better!”

Alison gave a deep, throaty moan and continued to struggle, twisting her torso back and forth. Her large, naked breasts hung down freely just above the floor and were swinging from side to side like two ripe pears.

“Let… goooho!” The blonde croaked, her voice harsher than ever.

“Give up!” The brunette replied, still keeping her hold.

“Bitch!” Alison rasped and, taking her left arm from cross Jessica’s thigh, she put her palm on the floor to support herself. In the brief moment it took her to do so, almost her entire upper body weight fell on her twisted neck which caused her to cry out in agony, but she made it. Her hatred for Jessica was overwhelming. She didn’t care what it was going to take; she was beating the little bitch down. Propping herself on her extended left arm, Alison reached with her right hand and grabbed Jessica’s right wrist, digging in her fingernails on the inside. It was more luck than purpose, but Alison’s fingertips pressed a nerve in Jessica’s wrist and the sharp, searing pain shot through the brunette’s arm clear to her brain, making her squeal and jerk her arm, thus relinquishing her grip on her opponent’s chin.

Once her head was free, Alison twisted sharply underneath the other woman and managed to roll over onto her back. She then reached with her right hand towards Jessica’s face, but by that time the brunette had recovered her composure and managed to catch Alison’s wrist.

“Bitch!” Jessica said, breathing heavily as she began twisting the captured arm.

“Bitch!” Alison said at the exact same moment, breathing just as heavily. She shot her left hand up, got hold of Jessica’s hair and yanked sideways, dragging the brunette down to the floor, then pounced on her and the two began rolling around, pulling hair, slapping and screaming with anger and pain.

Fighting for all she’s worth, her lithe body twisting around like and eel’s, Alison managed to wrap her legs around her opponent’s midsection, then locked her ankles and began to squeeze.
That the blonde’s legs were not only long and sexy, but also very powerful became evident by the way Jessica’s pretty face contorted in agony. The trapped brunette had the terrible feeling that her body would collapse under the immense pressure of Alison’s scissors hold. She twisted and groaned, kicking wildly in the air, but could not free herself.

“Gotcha now, you lil’ bitch! I gotcha!” Alison panted, concentrating all of her efforts into her sculpted thighs, really putting on the pressure now.

“AAAAHAW! LET ME GO!” Jessica yelled, writhing violently between the shapely, glistening legs that held her captive.

“Make me!” Alison said, a big smirk on her face now as she worked the hold. Only moments ago, she had been all but hysterical, aware that she was losing the fight. Now her confidence was back, as she had gained the upper hand and was in control of the situation. Now she would show that little bitch just who she was messing with. “What’s wrong, slut?” she taunted, squeezing with her legs as hard as she could, determined to wring the fight out of her foe. “Too much woman for you?”
Jessica just screamed as she squirmed and twisted. The pain and her inability to break free of the vice-like grip of her foe, were virtually driving the brunette mad and she had no intentions of putting up with it.

“LET GO, YOU FUCKIN’ BITCH! I’LL RIP YOUR TITS OFF!” Jessica screamed and, reaching with her left hand, got hold of Alison’s left breast and began to squeeze, twist and pull.

Alison shrieked and caught Jessica’s left wrist with both hands, trying to put a stop to the clawing. The blonde’s sweat-slick breast popped out of the brunette’s grasp almost immediately, but the shock of the initial pain had caused Alison to unlock her ankles involuntarily, which
allowed Jessica to squirm free of the scissors.

Rising up on their knees, the women flew at each other like angry cats, teeth and claws bared. They collided, then went down – Alison on top, punching and slapping and clawing. Jessica groaned and tried to hit back and drive her assailant away, but failed.

Gathering steam, Alison now pounded Jessica at will, screaming and snarling viciously as she lashed out with both hands – sometimes with clenched fists, sometimes with open palms and sometimes simply clawing virtually every part of the brunette’s shapely, sweat-covered body. Jessica was moaning and twisting, trying to fight back, but after a while it became apparent that she had no response to the blonde’s furious onslaught. She hit Alison a few times, but the latter just ignored that and kept on coming.

Her attempts at fighting back having failed, Jessica simply tried to escape by rolling away from the blonde, but this did not work either; Alison was simply all over her, pummeling her from all sides.

“I’ll show you who you’re messin’ with, you slut!” Alison hissed wrathfully, grabbing Jessica’s hair with one hand and punching her in the face with the other. “Just wait till I’m done with you; you’ll be my bitch for life! You’ll be lickin’ my feet and beg me not to beat the fuck out of you! That is when you’re not busy cleanin’ the floor with your flabby tits!” The blonde was near slavering with rage as she dove on her foe and sank her teeth into Jessica’s right breast. Jessica screeched and grabbed Alison’s hair to pull her head back. The blonde growled angrily and her claws struck in the brunette’s face. Jessica cried out and let go of her rival’s hair, covering her face with her hands.

“Pull my hair, willya, bitch!” The dominant California woman snarled, punching her downed Florida opponent in the belly.

Suddenly Jessica’s hands shot up and grabbed Alison’s hair. Before the blonde could do anything, the brunette pulled her down with one big yank. Quickly, Jessica wrapped her arms around Alison’s head, which was about level with her chest.

“Want my tits, bitch? Here, have ‘em!”

With that, Jessica wrapped her arms around Alison’s head, pulling the blonde’s face right between her big, sweat-drenched breasts.

“MMMMPH! MMMMPH!” Was all Alison could utter as the brunette’s massive orbs engulfed her face completely, cutting off her air. Panicking, the blonde started twisting and jerking, desperately trying to extricate her head from the other woman’s opulent titflesh.
Jessica wasn’t about to let the blonde go, though. The Florida girl knew she had an opportunity to finish her foe right then and there and she was intent on making the most of that chance, clinging tight to the struggling Californian beauty, wrapping her legs around the latter’s waist and squeezing hard.

Having gone from completely dominating the fight to being in real danger of losing it in a matter of seconds, Alison battled with all her might, determined not to let herself get beaten by some little dark-haired slut. She was convinced she was better than Jessica and she intended to prove it. Sparing no effort, she twisted and heaved, her hands clawing and slapping Jessica’s curvy body. Still Jessica hung on, breathing heavily and at the same time denying her opponent the chance to do the same, both arms and legs gripping, squeezing, while the full, firm breasts smothered the trapped blonde.

Deprived of much-needed air, Alison was frantic now and started to hit randomly at Jessica’s heaving torso, but achieved nothing. In desperation, she stretched out her hands and drove her claws into the brunette’s face, going for the eyes. Jessica shrieked and almost immediately let go of Alison, then got hold of the blonde’s wrists to push the hands away from her face.

Once she was able to breathe again, Alison immediately got up to her knees and straddled her rival, looking to regain the upper hand.

“You fuckin’ cunt!” Growled the blonde, hitting the supine brunette in the face with both hands.

Jessica responded by shooting her right hand up and smashing her palm straight into Alison’s chin. Stunned by the blow, the blonde swayed unsteadily atop her rival, trying to blink away the stars she was seeing.

“Get offa me, you cow!” Jessica snarled and bucked violently, toppling the other woman.

Although still dazed, Alison quickly pushed herself up and tried to rise, but was not allowed to.

Lying on her back, Jessica picked up her long legs in a flash and snapped them shut around the blonde’s neck.

“Gotcha, bitch!” The brunette said and at the same time twisted her lower body, bringing Alison down to the floor.

Shifting her position, Jessica now got her left calf straight across her opponent’s throat and tucked her foot behind her right leg, trapping Alison in a figure four hold from behind.

Once again the blonde found herself in real trouble. Not only were the brunette’s shapely legs constricting her windpipe and depriving her of air, but they were also cutting off the blood circulation to her head causing her to feel increasingly dizzy.

“What now, slut? Huh? Whatcha gonna do now?” Jessica panted, tightening her grip more and more, determined to end the fight.

Equally determined to keep on fighting, Alison thrashed wildly, kicking and twisting, her hands tearing at the other woman’s legs. It was no good; she could not force a release and, even worse, she was weakening by the second. Her face was now crimson from the constricting grip of Jessica’s legs and she could feel herself growing more and more lightheaded.

“You’re mine, bitch! Your blonde ass belongs to me!” Jessica said through clenched teeth, still choking her foe mercilessly.

Gurgling, her eyes bulging out, Alison battled on, but she was doomed. No matter how much she squirmed and bucked, she just couldn’t escape the deadly trap of the Florida girl’s legs. Within seconds, the blonde beauty’s body slackened and her movements grew sluggish. She was really beginning to black out now and her struggles were purely a reflex and amounted to little more than pawing feebly at Jessica’s legs while pounding the floor with her feet. The uncoordinated jerking and twisting of her body caused her large breasts to roll and giggle all over her sweaty chest.

“Quit, you bitch! Quit, or I’ll choke you out!” Threatened Jessica, having now sat up and propped herself on her braced arms behind her without loosening her grip on her rival’s neck.

Suddenly, Alison’s body stretched out and her heels drummed on the floor while her hands frantically slapped at Jessica’s left shin and right thigh. She was on the verge of passing out.

Jessica released her opponent and quickly scrambled atop her, sitting on her chest and pinning her arms with her knees. She need not have hurried. Alison made no move to resist. All she did was breathe – loudly and raggedly.

“You give, cunt?” Jessica asked, firing a couple of quick slaps into her pinned opponent’s unprotected face.

The slaps were not necessary either. All the fight had gone from Alison now. Weakened and dazed, the blonde suddenly knew she was no match for the brunette. She was done. Beaten for the first time in her life, the proud California beauty nearly wept as she begged her younger rival for mercy.

“Who’s the best, bitch? Huh? Who’s the best?” Yelled the elated brunette, slapping her conquered foe’s face again.

“Ooww! You are! You’re the best!” Alison moaned, really having no other choice.

“Who’s the boss? Say it, slut! Who’s the boss?” Jessica persisted landing a fresh pair of slaps on the other woman’s reddened face.

“OK! OK! You are! You’re the boss, just stop it, please! No more! You’re the boss, you’re the best – whatever you say! Just don’t hit me any more!” The helpless, hapless blonde whimpered.

“You’d better believe I am, bitch!” Jessica said as she got up and stood astride her supine rival, virtually glowing in victory. “Brunettes will always rule and blondes will always suck!”
Emphasizing her point, the Florida woman placed a foot on her California rival’s heaving chest and looked down at her, smiling smugly.

“Well, that’s that, I guess!” Jessica said at last, still struggling to control her breathing.
“It’s all settled. I win – you lose! Which means I own your ass! From now on, you’ll do exactly what I tell you to do, got that?”

“Yes, yes, I got it!” Alison whined, prompted by a hard stomp on her left breast.

“Good!” Jessica said. “Now I’m gonna go and get a shower. When I come back, I expect to find the place nice and tidy. If it’s not, you’re getting’ another beatin’! Understand?”

“Yes.” Alison said, looking absolutely dejected. She just couldn’t believe this was happening to her. Used to achieving everything she set her mind to, she had never imagined that she could lose a fight, let alone to this little bitch. The psychological blow of her defeat was a heavy one and it left her positively decimated, without the strength or will to resist the younger woman, who she now knew was superior to her.

“Good!” Jessica nodded her approval. “Just make sure you do it right! And you better get used to it, ‘cause you’ll be doing a lot of from now on!”

With that, the triumphant brunette turned and walked towards the bathroom, leaving the vanquished blonde to her unenviable task.