08-04-2008, 02:55 PM
Trials and Tribulations (part 1) Written by Bill69
Our school is a girl’s only school run by nuns and a few lay people. It was “strict and focused on academics, and the grooming of the future ladies of America.” Old money and large portfolio of stocks supported it and investments that had been carefully handled by one of the nations leading investment firms over the years. But we are not here to discuss the finical well being of the school or it’s curriculum. I am here to tell you a true story, one of many that go untold about life behind the walls of an all girls’ school.
I am a senior as is my roommate Belinda Bochelli, BB as most of us call her, or Belly Button another nickname she inherited for her deep innie that sports a small gold ring and seems to be exposed allot.
My name is Patty Anderson, and this is a story about, as BB says, “the pen being mightier than the sword.” It’s a about how one person used her brains to settle a score with an overbearing, self-centered egotistical bitch that enjoyed picking on people small than her.
Nancy was a tall red head whose dad is a state senator and comes from a long line of politicians and old money. The type that can get almost anything they want, either through connections, money and if nothing else, blackmail and bribery. That is how Nancy ended up here at St. Catherine’s School for girls. Having been kicked out of other schools for fighting, drinking, smoking and seducing a male teacher or two. Her dad got the Bishop of their diocese to pull some strings to get her in here so she could graduate and go on to “one of the better universities.”
Nancy is almost five ten and one hundred and twenty pounds. She is very strong for a girl, especially at eighteen. She is attractive; I’ll have to give her that, with average intelligence and a strong pendulant for trouble and having to be the center of attention. She along with all the other things has had an abortion and a female lover or two along with many male suitors. Something that I though would keep here out of this school if nothing else would.
She wasn’t here a week before she had formed her little following of some of the more delinquent types, girls who like to sneak smokes, cheat on exams when and where possible, and bully the other girls who were more timid and shy. Slugging them in the belly and titties when there were not any instructors around and threatened to do worse if they said anything. Nancy is great a kneeing you in the crotch while playing soccer if you are not careful. She has gotten BB a few good ones while attacking. It’s the only way she can sore on her. BB is one of the best centers the school has ever had, even the kneeing and threats of getting her tits squashed by Nancy does not frighten her into allowing them to score.
Nancy and her gang of four like to use the weaker girls to make themselves feel big and make them be a part of their little sexual games that they hold on the weekends. Most of the girls here are not gay, fact is I don’t know of any that are, but we do like to, how shall I say it, explore and participate in some sorts of sexual activity amongst our selves. Lots of the girls are not virgins and have had some experiences with boys but limited. From what I know of the student body, about half are virgins.
Everyone was to afraid to say anything about Nancy and her friends and no one wanted to be a snitch. The whole thing went crazy when Nancy beat up Kameko. Kameko is a small built Asian girl who like a lot of us, are lifers. A lifer is a student who has been in Catholic school since day one. Every one knew she was going to do it to get back at BB and to get BB to fight her. BB and Kameko were very close friends and both girls spent a great deal of time together with Kameko teaching BB the piano.
Nancy set things into motion when on Friday she had one of her gang of four tell Kameko that she was wanted in the gym by one on the instructors. Not suspecting any thing Kameko went to the gym alone. Once in the gym Kameko quickly realized that she had been lied to. Trying to leave she found her way blocked. Seeing Nancy waiting for her in the middle of the gym standing on the tumbling mats in her bra and panties with a broad smirk on her face.
“Come her you little bitch, I am going to teach you a lesson or two about fighting your own battles.”
Kameko shook her head refusing, but to no avail. Three of Nancy’s little group grabbed Kameko and stripped her to her underpants and pushed her onto the mats with Nancy. Kameko stood there her hands covering her small breasts and said, “ I do not fight.”
Nancy smirked and said “ok.”
Then pulling down the front of her panties exposing her crotch and covered with bright red hair said, “kiss this, and I will let you go.”
The other girls snickered and again Kameko quietly answered “no.”
Kameko a very shy and timid student but brilliant was a budding concert pianist and the kind of girl who would not say shit if she had a mouth full.
And while she knew she was about to get punched and probably beat up she refused to submit to Nancy’s demands. The quiet and shy Kameko had the heart and courage of a lion, but was strictly anti violent. A long line of Buddhist monks had came from her family lineage and her older brother was studying to be one. She would not disgrace them by fighting even if it meant getting beaten to a pulp.
I don’t know if Nancy knew this or not and she probably wouldn’t have cared if she had. She was in my opinion, a bitch to the nth degree.
Walking over to Kameko and smiling at her, she punched her low in the belly. The punch landed with a loud smack of Nancy’s fist as it impacted on poor Kameko’s soft stomach. OOUuuuffff, Kameko grunted as the punch almost lifted the small Asian off the mat. Her soft belly absorbed the punch doubling over and dropping her to her knees. Holding her belly, Kameko grasped for air. Nancy stood smiling down at her victim. The reaching down grabbed Kameko by her long thick main of black hair and pulled her back onto her feet. Kameko came up with a loud grunt as she stopped holding her stomach and grabbed a hold of Nancy’s wrist to ease the pressure on her scalp. As soon as she straightened Kameko up, Nancy let go with a left straight into Kameko’s bellybutton, Ooooufffffff.
Nancy’s fist slammed into its target and sunk deep into Kamekos unprotected belly. With in seconds of the first punch Nancy slammed a second into the soft fleshy tummy of Kameko. The punch sent an explosion of pain and agony to the girls brain as the blow pushed deep into her battered stomach.
Unnngggg, she grunted, staggering but not falling because of Nancy’s firm grip on her hair. She stood wobbling around like a drunken sailor, her eyes glazed over narrow slits unable to focus on any thing. Once the semi conscious girl looked like she could stand on her own, Nancy released the grip on her hair. Kameko she stood there tottering to and fro.
Nancy, looking at the other four members of her group and the six or so other girls whom hearing about the fight had gathered to watch. Flashing them a wicked smile, she said, “I’m going to have some fun with this stupid Jap cunt”.
Kameko who stood defenseless with, her arms hanging limp at her sides, wobbling, trying to remain up right, not knowing what was going to happen to her next, was totally defenseless.
Nancy started slapping the girls small pear shaped breast. Kameko more out of instinct than anything else moved her hands up to cover them. When she did Nancy shot a short hard right into the gold soft skin of Kameko’s belly. Ooouuuffff Kameko grunted as the blow landed. The blow was meant to make Kameko drop her hands from her breasts and punish her but not knock her down.
It worked, Kameko’s hands went to her belly and her right knee came up in reaction to the punch. Nancy once again started slapping Kameko’s small breast, going back and froth from one to the other repeatedly.
The slaps echoed throughout the gym eliciting a grunt after grunt from Kameko with each hit. Slowly the golden colored flesh of Kameko’s breasts turned bright red. Each time Kameko tried to cover her breasts, Nancy’s fist found her belly. It was obvious that everyone was enjoying the game but Kameko, who after the third punch no longer tried to cover or protect any thing. She stood there absorbing the punishment to her body, half unconscious, grunting and groaning as her breasts were being repeatedly slapped and her stomach punched, refusing to cry or beg for mercy from her tormentor, until finally unable to take any more of the beating she collapsed at Nancy’s feet.
After the two of the girls held Kameko up for Nancy to punch and slap a few more times, they dropped her on to the mat and left her lying there as they started back toward the dorms laughing and joking with Nancy telling them all how the next time she was gona slap her Jap eyes straight.');
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Three of the girls who had been present at the beating managed to get Kameko back to her dorm un-noticed while one of the girls went in search of BB and me. By the time she found us and we made it back to the dorms Kameko had vomited a couple of times and was asleep and resting comfortably.
The other two girls, Gina and Renee, who had taken care of her after getting her back to the dorms were still in her room with her when we got there. BB was beside herself, she knew that the belly beating that Kameko had just received had been on count of her friendship with her. Nancy had called her out earlier and all she did was laugh at her and tell her to take her lesbian games elsewhere. That she was not going to risk expulsion by fighting her, all of which made Nancy furious
“That’s it BB hissed, I’m gonna rip that bitches tits off and shove them up her ass.”
“This is the way she does business,” Renee volunteered. “If she can’t get you then she goes after who ever is closest to you. That is what she did to Gina to get me to fight her.”
Renee looked at Gina with pain in her eyes. Gina smiled embarrassingly and lowered her head. “She told Gina that she was wanted in the gym by an instructor just as she had with Kameko then challenged her to a fight. Only unlike Kameks, Gina tried to fight back, she didn’t stand a chance and she knew it but she tried.”
“Why was Nancy after you?” I asked her.
“Do you remember last month when we rehearsed the play The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe?”
“Yes, what about it?”
“I got the part of the Witch?”
“Yes, I remember. Is that what this is all about? You got the part and she didn’t?”
“Yes, she said she would make me pay for it and first she belly punched Gina because I would not meet with her. And then when I did, well I gave it my best shot. I am not a fighter let alone a dirty one.”
She could see the questions on everyone’s face and said “the Bitch kneed me. I didn’t know being keened in the pussy could hurt so much. Not to mention have both of my boobs punched black and blue along with my stomach. She did a good job on me but I would do it again. Only this time I would go at it differently. I would gouge her eyes then give her some of her own treatment.”
“Well I will keep that in mind when I see her tomorrow night, BB said nonchalantly.”
Every one looked at BB with a what the hell? look on their face. None of us thought that BB would try and fight her let alone the fact that she had already agreed to meet her in the gym tomorrow night.
“You don’t have to do that,” I moaned. “She wants nothing more than to get you where she can try and hurt you.”
BB looked at the ceiling then back to Gina, then Renee and then me. ”She already has.” She said haltingly, as tears rolled freely down her cheeks. I have to try and do something about what she did to Kameko, it even if it means getting beaten up like she did. It’s obvious that she is not going let up until I meet her. I can’t let her hurt others to get to me. Besides she won’t hurt me too bad. She is just using body blows and nothing else, so I won’t get it any worse than you two or Kameko.”
“At least not yet! She may think differently if you get a couple of shots in on her. Then she could change the rules to suit her needs,” I said sarcastically.
“Look,” BB continued, “maybe I will get lucky and get a shot at her, who knows? Maybe I can even get her down on the mats. Once the bitch is on the mats she will alot easier to handle. Hell it might even turn the fight towards my favor.”
“She is as strong as any boy I know,” Gina said quietly.
“And I did get some good blows in, Renee said quietly, “mainly her titties and stomach. I know I was hurting her and that is why she kneed me. She is not as tough as she thinks she and I was starting to get the better of her. She can’t take like she wants everyone to think she can. My advice is to go for her eyes or her crotch first thing. Then you can give her what she has been giving everyone else, a good belly and titty beating.”
“A good black eye and a bloody nose would do the bitch good,” Gina spat out.
“No, stay away from punching in the face,” I said. We don’t want the sisters involved in this. This is something we need to take care ourselves and we start showing up in class with black eyes and split lips they are going to know something is up and we will never get a chance to pay the bitch back. Besides I have an idea.”
“What,” Gina asked with sound of doubt in voice and a questioning look in her eyes.
“You’ll see, I said. “You’ll see, I’m gonna set things straight and that bitch is gonna be history.”
The day flew by and I don’t remember a word said in one of my classes, all I could think of was BB was going to meet with Nancy at the gym in a few hours and once of them was going to walk out of the gym while the other would be carried out. Word had spread through out the school and a lot of the girls were going to be there; a lot of them, Nancy’s victims. Most if not all were hoping that tonight it would be Nancy’s turn to get some of her own medicine.
By the end of the day BB was a nervous wreck, she had never been in a fight before but had some wrestling experience and some boxing as weight training while attending public school; two things that Nancy did not know about BB. And if BB did it right and kept out of Nancy’s reach, she just might be able to take her. God wouldn’t that be a nice way to finish our junior year and start summer vacation.
As we walked across the campus I tried to advice BB as best I could. I had been in a couple of fights in public school over boys until I figured out that they were not worth it and was trying to give her some pointers. The best advice I ever received about fighting was from my brother. “Don’t. But if you don’t have a choice, then hit first, hit hard and as many times as you can before your opponent can cover up or retaliate and keep hitting.
In the world of sports men wear a cup to protect themselves in case they get hit in the crotch, so do women. But some sports, such as boxing, women wear three; crotch and breasts. I figured if BB went in and wearing a pair of gym shorts and the almost transparent and skimpy sports bra to fight in. Nancy would not suspect that she was wearing a cup. And that could work to her advantage because Not to fight dirty unless Nancy started it, but if it came to cunt busting as the boys call it, she would be protected and Nancy wouldn’t be. That she should walk right up to Nancy and start slugging her right in the tits, hit straight in like she had been taught. That Nancy freak and would probably go for her titties in return. If she did that would give her a shot at Nancy’s gut and solar plexus’s and Renee said that she was not all that tough so it might give her the only chance to beat Nancy at her own game, and who knows, even the score for Kameko and some of the other girls who Nancy had beaten up.
“Now remember, you want her to go for your tits so start right in by punching hers as hard and as many times as you can before she can try and hit you.”
“Jesus, she is gona pound them black and blue, Christ I hope she does not kill them or me.” BB said almost in a whisper. “This is going to hurt like hell.”
“It’s not to late to back out?”
“Yes it is. Besides you know I c
an’t even if I want too. I would become the laughing stock of this school. Hell I could never look any one here in the face again.”
“I know,” I said taking her by the shoulders and stopping her in the middle of soccer field we were crossing. “Look, if you start right in on her tits without giving her even chance to open her mouth, take my word for it, its gona hurt her. And I’m betting she will want revenge by punching yours. By this time you can get to her stomach, you get a few good shots in there and I’ll bet she will go down hard. If she gets up then mix it up. Your wearing a cup so if she knees you like she did Renee then you can return the favor. And being the arrogant Bitch she is I’ll bet my Sting tickets she is not wearing one. She is sure you are going to be as easy as the rest of the girls she had been bulling.”
“I hope your right about all of this,” BB said worriedly as she started across the rest of the dark and empty soccer field to the gym where victory or defeat waited her.
We stepped inside the brightly lit gym and the first thing we saw was that the bleachers had been pulled out so as all of the girls who were there had a place to sit. It looked like half of the student body had turned out. About half of them had been a victim of Nancy’s bulling and I am sure were hoping to see her get some of her own medicine.
I took Nancy’s hand and as we stood there looking at the crowd said, “you can do this and everyone is here to see you give Nancy some of her what she had been giving almost everyone here.”
“And if I can’t?”
“You can hold your head up and say you did your best. What more can be asked? Remember, ‘What though the field be lost? All is not lost; th’ unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate’,”
She smiled that shy smile of hers and her voice joined mine, “And courage never to submit or yield.”
“That’s a girl,” I said.
We started across the gym where Nancy stood in a pair of underpants and bra with her hands on her him and smirk on her freckled face.
“Well you came after all, the lamb to the slaughter. I am going to enjoy this”
Nancy apparently had showed up in her school uniform and stripped to her underwear just like she had all the other times.
“See, I whispered to her, she thinks this is just going to be another one of her bully sessions where she can just beat someone up and go back to the dorms. She expects nothing? You can get revenge for everyone here by beating her tits and belly black and blue for a change. You can win this and balance the books!”
BB looked at me and with a gleam in her eye coyly asked me, “and if I do.”
“You can have me, that’s what you want isn’t it?”
She said nothing just smiled her lovely dimpled smile, rubbed her hands together and said, “groovey.”
BB stepped on to the mats a few feet from Nancy who had not changed her posture one bit; she stood there flat footed smirking, filled with self-assurance. Susan, one of Nancy’s inner circle stood between them. Looking first at BB then smiling at Nancy she said, “no hitting above the shoulders.” And stepped back off the mats signaling it was time to fight. With out a second thought or signaling that she was ready BB turned and slammed her right fist into Nancy’s left breast with everything she had. The impact was so hard that it staggered Nancy backwards and caused her breast to spring out of the bottom of her bra.
The look of pain and fear crossed her face as a loud yelp met with the approval of the onlookers. Before she could react and try to cover up BB slugged her in the right breast with her left and again in the left as Nancy instinctively tried to cover up her and recover from BB’s onslaught grunting and groaning with pain.
“You fucking bitch,” she growled struggling to regain her composure and start a counter attack. She came at BB dropping her right and swing with her left. The blow landed square of BB’s left breast while at the same time BB threw an upper cut that landed with a soft smack as her fist dug into the lower stomach of Nancy, right below her navel on her panty line emitting a loud EEEOoooooffffff.
BB grimaced with pain from Nancy’s blow but kept pressing her attack knowing that if she was to defeat Nancy she would have to press her advantage, it was now or never. The punch to the belly brought Nancy to her tiptoes, her chin dropped as her mouth formed a nice round O and her eyes bulged with pain and shock to her tummy. Before she could protect her aching belly BB’s left landed right in the same spot as the first and the sweet sound of beeeooffff, unnnggggg filled the gym.
While the second blow to Nancy’s guts did not do as much damage as the first, she was suddenly in trouble and everyone knew it. Trying to protect her stomach with her right, Nancy threw a weak left into BB’s stomach, which stopped her for a second with the look of surprise and a soft unnnggg. If Nancy had been able to follow up with another good solid punch she might have been able to turn the tide of the fight. But the initial damage had been done and BB following our game plan went back to punching Nancy’s titties with a vengeance. BB’s blow’s had knocked them both free of the cotton bra that Nancy wore and now offered ripe lush targets which BB went after with a vengeance. She was landing blow after blow while Nancy tired to cover up and was swinging wildly. Her punches landing mostly on BB’s shoulders and arms. Tears of pain and frustration rolled down her cheeks as she gamely tried to defend her self. Her wild punching and futile effort all worked to BB’s advantage as she continued to work away on Nancy’s full firm boobs whose milky white skin was now almost as red as their strawberry nipples. Nancy’s breasts flew in all directions as BB reigned blow after blow on them as Nancy moaned and groaned with each blow that landed as the blows slipped past her feeble defenses. Nancy was obliviously weakening and was beginning to give ground, slowly stepping backwards trying to retreat from the headlong onslaught by BB.
Sensing victory by BB, Susan and Carla, Nancy’s two co-conspirators started to look nervously for a way out of the crowd towards the nearest exit. I could see them struggling to make the decision but apparently so could Renee and Gina. They both moved quickly to stop them with the assistance of a couple of the other girls who were there to observe the fight.
“Where do you two think you are going?” Renee asked as she grabbed Susan’s right arm and twisted it up behind her back. Carla just as quickly found herself in the grasp of Gina and another girl, preventing her retreat.
Both BB and Nancy were covered with perspiration from their exertion, their bodies glistening with sweat. BB wore the expression of determination while Nancy’s was a mask of fear and pain. It was easy to see Nancy was quickly weakening and BB being aware of it went back to Nancy’s belly.
The first blow again landed square on Nancy’s bellybutton again lifting her to her tip toes as a loud eeeooofffff escaped her lips followed by a loud uuunnnngggg as the second punch landed just like the first, square in the middle of Nancy’s reddening belly. Nancy dropped both hands to her stomach and attempted to cover her battered tummy. To her credit BB did not let up. Pulling one of Nancy’s hands away from her stomach, BB stepped up and planted another solid right straight into the Redheads stomach. With a loud ooofffff and bulging eyes Nancy staggered forward throwing her arms around BB’s neck. Using BB for support Nancy stepped up and shot a knee between BB’s legs. To everyone’s surprise but mine, Renee and Gina, BB stood her ground. It was just like Renee had said, Nancy turned to fighting dirty when the chips were down.
BB pushing off Nancy stepped back and while she wore a look of pain on her face there was a look of determination and fire in her eyes. She again started throwing punches at Nancy’s battered boobs, when Nancy tried to protect them BB punched away at Nancy’s stomach. In a matter of a few minutes Nancy was at BB’s mercy, crying and staggering around as BB now punched her at will. Taking her time and not ready to finish Nancy off just yet, BB took her time and taunted the Redhead as she punched her at will.
“Come on bitch, fight. I thought you were so damn tough.”
Ungggg, unnggg, ooofffff.
“Not so tough after all are you?”
Oooffff, OOOfffff, please, no more.
“What? You think I should stop? After all that you have done to the other girls here?”
Beeeoffff!
“Do you remember how much fun you had with Kameko? Well I am not a pacifist like she is so now it’s your turn you Redheaded slut.”
Unnnggg. Oooffffff.
Nancy slowly sank to her knees, arms hanging limply at her sides as BB took her time working Nancy’s beet red tittie’s and stomach. Once she was on her knees she stopped and turning to Renee and Gina said, “Bring those two over here”
Renee and Gina reluctantly allowed themselves to drug over to where BB stood holding the battered and beaten Nancy up with a fist full of her hair as she knelt there in a semi-comatose state drooling and moaning, waiting for what ever BB had in mind to do to her.
Motioning to two other girls who stood watching Nancy getting her come-upping, she said “get her on her feet,” and released the fist full of red hair that she had been using to make sure that Nancy never fell completely over.
Both of the girls stepped over and with big grins of delight grabbed Nancy under the arms and hoisted her to her feet and supported her. BB stood in front of her and slapping her face a few times said, ”wake up bitch, I want you to see this coming. Now its your turn.”
Nancy moaning and whimpering started pleading with BB to stop. When that did not work in a few seconds she began to cry. Ignoring all it BB turned to Nancy’s two accomplices and said, “start punching.”
Nancy made a feeble effort to pull away but in the end could only beg not to be hit any more, “please BB, pleeeease no more, I am sorry.”
“Not as sorry as your gonna be when these two friends of yours get done with you. All right you two sluts, you had better do a good job or I am going to let every one here beat the crap out of you two.
Neither girl need any more coxing and stepping up to Nancy started punching her belly and breasts with earnest.
“Please, unnngggg, no oooffffff, Iii, eeoofff, unngggg, oooofff. After about a half a dozen blows each Nancy was unconscious but being afraid that they were next did not stop until BB told them to. “That’s enough!” The constant sound of sound of their fist connecting with the soft battered flesh of Nancy’s skin stopped as the two girls stopped punching Nancy and they girls supporting her let her limp and bruised body drop to the mats.
Both frightened young women stood looking at the floor. Both knowing how discussing they must look to the others gathered there in the gym and the guilt remorse they felt for having been apart of the whole affair from the start.
“Now, what do you say we see who is the better between you two.”
Both girls looked at each other and knew that neither would be shown any mercy because of their previous involvement in the way Nancy had ignored the pleadings of her victims.
“And the looser will face me tomorrow night.” The delight of their fate was made oblivious by the whistles and catcalls from the other girls gathered around to watch paybacks. “Strip them to their underpants and lets see who will meet me tomorrow night.”
In a matter of a minute both girls were standing there in there in nothing but their panties. Their bodies were in stark contrast to each other’s. Susan was full bodied and well developed and about a 36C. Carla was thin and wiry with pale skin; a year younger and her breast had just begun to develop. Carla’s ribs were visible and her stomach was flat with a bellybutton that looked like a cinnamon roll. Her white cotton panties were covered with small blue flowers giving her the appearance of being a child instead of the young woman she was. Her long blond hair, deep blue eyes and the lack of any makeup helped complete the look of innocence.
While Susan was not heavy she was not thin either, there was certain robustness to her. She was healthy and young; but not yet rid of her baby fat around her middle. She had a deep innie for a navel and her skin had that healthy golden glow from playing sports in the sun yet she was not deeply tanned. There was the usual whiteness from the sports top she played in when Sister allowed the girls to play in something other than the school uniform; a white blouses and green plaid pleated skirts. Her large root beer colored eyes glowed with curiosity and her short black curly hair spoke of her Italian ancestry. She was most definitely one of the prettier girls in the school and very good at sports.
While it was obvious that Susan looked to be the better of the two opponents one could never tell what might happen in these sorts of matters. The tide of battle had been turned on a lot less than size.
“Ok you two, get it on. Only one of you is going to walk out of here tonight. And the looser gets to face me tomorrow night. So get to it.”
Carl and Susan came together and started to try and get each other in a headlock and when that would not work started pulling each other’s hair. At first it was kind of comical watching the two of them grunt, groan and pull each other around the mats with Susan clearly having the upper hand because of her size and weight. Finally they separated and started swinging wildly at each other. Neither making contact nor doing any damage until Susan by more by accident than anything else hit Carla in her left breast. Crying out in pain Carla looked at her friend in disbelief.
“Well looks like this is over,” I said to BB.
“You never can tell,” she answered.
“Do your really thing this is going to go any further?” I half joked.
“Probably not, but who knows.”
Carla started to tear up and grabbing her boob stepped back with the shock of the blow and glared at Susan. It was obvious that Susan, her roommate and best friend was shocked as she was at hurting her best friend. Letting down her guard if you could call it that she started to step forward and comfort her friend and demand this stop when Carla in anger charged Susan wanting to inflict some pain of her own. The result was Carla’s head connected with Susan’s nose giving her a nice bloody nose and almost knocked Susan to her knees.
Shocked and in pain, Susan stood bent over holding her bloody nose while yelling in pain, “my nose Carla! I think you might have broke it?” A loud murmur of approval went up from the onlookers.
While Susan remained bent over looking for some one to stop the fight and show her some sympathy for her bloody nose, the crowd urged Carla to press her advantage. At first she hesitated then someone reminded her that she might have to face BB and that proved the deciding factor. Stepping up to Susan, Carla slammed her knee up and into the soft rolls of flesh and penetrating deep into the pit of Susan’s stomach.
BBBeeeeoooffff the girl grunted as she rose to her tip toes then dropped to one knee gasping and sputtering for air while still trying to hold her bloody nose with her right hand and grabbing her battered belly with the left. Kneeling there on her left knee still half bent over and in shock from the knee to the gut made Susan’s left breast a nice target, hanging there and completely exposed.
Again with the coaxing from the crowd, Renee whispered into Carla’s ear then and an instant later Carla rammed her boney knee into Susan’s dangling and exposed breast.
While Carla was not strong her boney knee proved to have a devastating effect on the tender flesh of her opponent. Susan flew over on to her back with a muffled cry of pain. Still winded and in tremendous pain she was too stunned to react quickly if she could even react at all to the punishment she was taking. She lay stretched out on her back trying to catch her breath, still holding her nose and now a sore tit. Sobbing and moaning, her heaving stomach and luscious young body made an inviting target for her opponent.
Carla found strength and courage from the approving crowd of girls gathered around cheering her on, something completely alien to her before this fight. Most of it of course came from the power and control she now held over her opponent.
Carla kneeling down grabbed Susan by the hair and pulled her part of the way up into the sitting position by the hair, then slugged her in the other breast. Susan again cried out in pain.
“Stop, please Carla I give up,” Susan cried as she tried to cover her battered and sore breasts. “ My titties hurt bad, please don’t hit them no more,” she sobbed. “I give up. Some one stop her from hitting me any more please, I give up.”
As she lay pleading to those gathered around watching, Carla dropped down planting the point of her elbow in the deep belly button of her long time friend and roommate.
“EEEEEOOOFFfff ,” Susan grunted and rolling to her side gagging and sputtering. Carla got up and stood looking at Susan with a surprised look on her face and a slight grin. Not sure of what she had just done but knowing she had just won her first fight and thus victory.
“Nice way to show mercy to your friend and roommate,” BB said as she started out of the gym.
Carla had been so caught up in trying to win the fight she never thought of the pain she was inflicting on her roommate and the damage she had done, not so much to Susan’s body; it would heal, but their friendship from here on out probably never would. Realizing this as the gym started to empty, Carla dropped down next to the moaning Susan and started crying, in a few moments deep racking sobs shook her thin frame as she turned and lay across the body of her half conscious friend hugging her.
Our school is a girl’s only school run by nuns and a few lay people. It was “strict and focused on academics, and the grooming of the future ladies of America.” Old money and large portfolio of stocks supported it and investments that had been carefully handled by one of the nations leading investment firms over the years. But we are not here to discuss the finical well being of the school or it’s curriculum. I am here to tell you a true story, one of many that go untold about life behind the walls of an all girls’ school.
I am a senior as is my roommate Belinda Bochelli, BB as most of us call her, or Belly Button another nickname she inherited for her deep innie that sports a small gold ring and seems to be exposed allot.
My name is Patty Anderson, and this is a story about, as BB says, “the pen being mightier than the sword.” It’s a about how one person used her brains to settle a score with an overbearing, self-centered egotistical bitch that enjoyed picking on people small than her.
Nancy was a tall red head whose dad is a state senator and comes from a long line of politicians and old money. The type that can get almost anything they want, either through connections, money and if nothing else, blackmail and bribery. That is how Nancy ended up here at St. Catherine’s School for girls. Having been kicked out of other schools for fighting, drinking, smoking and seducing a male teacher or two. Her dad got the Bishop of their diocese to pull some strings to get her in here so she could graduate and go on to “one of the better universities.”
Nancy is almost five ten and one hundred and twenty pounds. She is very strong for a girl, especially at eighteen. She is attractive; I’ll have to give her that, with average intelligence and a strong pendulant for trouble and having to be the center of attention. She along with all the other things has had an abortion and a female lover or two along with many male suitors. Something that I though would keep here out of this school if nothing else would.
She wasn’t here a week before she had formed her little following of some of the more delinquent types, girls who like to sneak smokes, cheat on exams when and where possible, and bully the other girls who were more timid and shy. Slugging them in the belly and titties when there were not any instructors around and threatened to do worse if they said anything. Nancy is great a kneeing you in the crotch while playing soccer if you are not careful. She has gotten BB a few good ones while attacking. It’s the only way she can sore on her. BB is one of the best centers the school has ever had, even the kneeing and threats of getting her tits squashed by Nancy does not frighten her into allowing them to score.
Nancy and her gang of four like to use the weaker girls to make themselves feel big and make them be a part of their little sexual games that they hold on the weekends. Most of the girls here are not gay, fact is I don’t know of any that are, but we do like to, how shall I say it, explore and participate in some sorts of sexual activity amongst our selves. Lots of the girls are not virgins and have had some experiences with boys but limited. From what I know of the student body, about half are virgins.
Everyone was to afraid to say anything about Nancy and her friends and no one wanted to be a snitch. The whole thing went crazy when Nancy beat up Kameko. Kameko is a small built Asian girl who like a lot of us, are lifers. A lifer is a student who has been in Catholic school since day one. Every one knew she was going to do it to get back at BB and to get BB to fight her. BB and Kameko were very close friends and both girls spent a great deal of time together with Kameko teaching BB the piano.
Nancy set things into motion when on Friday she had one of her gang of four tell Kameko that she was wanted in the gym by one on the instructors. Not suspecting any thing Kameko went to the gym alone. Once in the gym Kameko quickly realized that she had been lied to. Trying to leave she found her way blocked. Seeing Nancy waiting for her in the middle of the gym standing on the tumbling mats in her bra and panties with a broad smirk on her face.
“Come her you little bitch, I am going to teach you a lesson or two about fighting your own battles.”
Kameko shook her head refusing, but to no avail. Three of Nancy’s little group grabbed Kameko and stripped her to her underpants and pushed her onto the mats with Nancy. Kameko stood there her hands covering her small breasts and said, “ I do not fight.”
Nancy smirked and said “ok.”
Then pulling down the front of her panties exposing her crotch and covered with bright red hair said, “kiss this, and I will let you go.”
The other girls snickered and again Kameko quietly answered “no.”
Kameko a very shy and timid student but brilliant was a budding concert pianist and the kind of girl who would not say shit if she had a mouth full.
And while she knew she was about to get punched and probably beat up she refused to submit to Nancy’s demands. The quiet and shy Kameko had the heart and courage of a lion, but was strictly anti violent. A long line of Buddhist monks had came from her family lineage and her older brother was studying to be one. She would not disgrace them by fighting even if it meant getting beaten to a pulp.
I don’t know if Nancy knew this or not and she probably wouldn’t have cared if she had. She was in my opinion, a bitch to the nth degree.
Walking over to Kameko and smiling at her, she punched her low in the belly. The punch landed with a loud smack of Nancy’s fist as it impacted on poor Kameko’s soft stomach. OOUuuuffff, Kameko grunted as the punch almost lifted the small Asian off the mat. Her soft belly absorbed the punch doubling over and dropping her to her knees. Holding her belly, Kameko grasped for air. Nancy stood smiling down at her victim. The reaching down grabbed Kameko by her long thick main of black hair and pulled her back onto her feet. Kameko came up with a loud grunt as she stopped holding her stomach and grabbed a hold of Nancy’s wrist to ease the pressure on her scalp. As soon as she straightened Kameko up, Nancy let go with a left straight into Kameko’s bellybutton, Ooooufffffff.
Nancy’s fist slammed into its target and sunk deep into Kamekos unprotected belly. With in seconds of the first punch Nancy slammed a second into the soft fleshy tummy of Kameko. The punch sent an explosion of pain and agony to the girls brain as the blow pushed deep into her battered stomach.
Unnngggg, she grunted, staggering but not falling because of Nancy’s firm grip on her hair. She stood wobbling around like a drunken sailor, her eyes glazed over narrow slits unable to focus on any thing. Once the semi conscious girl looked like she could stand on her own, Nancy released the grip on her hair. Kameko she stood there tottering to and fro.
Nancy, looking at the other four members of her group and the six or so other girls whom hearing about the fight had gathered to watch. Flashing them a wicked smile, she said, “I’m going to have some fun with this stupid Jap cunt”.
Kameko who stood defenseless with, her arms hanging limp at her sides, wobbling, trying to remain up right, not knowing what was going to happen to her next, was totally defenseless.
Nancy started slapping the girls small pear shaped breast. Kameko more out of instinct than anything else moved her hands up to cover them. When she did Nancy shot a short hard right into the gold soft skin of Kameko’s belly. Ooouuuffff Kameko grunted as the blow landed. The blow was meant to make Kameko drop her hands from her breasts and punish her but not knock her down.
It worked, Kameko’s hands went to her belly and her right knee came up in reaction to the punch. Nancy once again started slapping Kameko’s small breast, going back and froth from one to the other repeatedly.
The slaps echoed throughout the gym eliciting a grunt after grunt from Kameko with each hit. Slowly the golden colored flesh of Kameko’s breasts turned bright red. Each time Kameko tried to cover her breasts, Nancy’s fist found her belly. It was obvious that everyone was enjoying the game but Kameko, who after the third punch no longer tried to cover or protect any thing. She stood there absorbing the punishment to her body, half unconscious, grunting and groaning as her breasts were being repeatedly slapped and her stomach punched, refusing to cry or beg for mercy from her tormentor, until finally unable to take any more of the beating she collapsed at Nancy’s feet.
After the two of the girls held Kameko up for Nancy to punch and slap a few more times, they dropped her on to the mat and left her lying there as they started back toward the dorms laughing and joking with Nancy telling them all how the next time she was gona slap her Jap eyes straight.');
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Three of the girls who had been present at the beating managed to get Kameko back to her dorm un-noticed while one of the girls went in search of BB and me. By the time she found us and we made it back to the dorms Kameko had vomited a couple of times and was asleep and resting comfortably.
The other two girls, Gina and Renee, who had taken care of her after getting her back to the dorms were still in her room with her when we got there. BB was beside herself, she knew that the belly beating that Kameko had just received had been on count of her friendship with her. Nancy had called her out earlier and all she did was laugh at her and tell her to take her lesbian games elsewhere. That she was not going to risk expulsion by fighting her, all of which made Nancy furious
“That’s it BB hissed, I’m gonna rip that bitches tits off and shove them up her ass.”
“This is the way she does business,” Renee volunteered. “If she can’t get you then she goes after who ever is closest to you. That is what she did to Gina to get me to fight her.”
Renee looked at Gina with pain in her eyes. Gina smiled embarrassingly and lowered her head. “She told Gina that she was wanted in the gym by an instructor just as she had with Kameko then challenged her to a fight. Only unlike Kameks, Gina tried to fight back, she didn’t stand a chance and she knew it but she tried.”
“Why was Nancy after you?” I asked her.
“Do you remember last month when we rehearsed the play The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe?”
“Yes, what about it?”
“I got the part of the Witch?”
“Yes, I remember. Is that what this is all about? You got the part and she didn’t?”
“Yes, she said she would make me pay for it and first she belly punched Gina because I would not meet with her. And then when I did, well I gave it my best shot. I am not a fighter let alone a dirty one.”
She could see the questions on everyone’s face and said “the Bitch kneed me. I didn’t know being keened in the pussy could hurt so much. Not to mention have both of my boobs punched black and blue along with my stomach. She did a good job on me but I would do it again. Only this time I would go at it differently. I would gouge her eyes then give her some of her own treatment.”
“Well I will keep that in mind when I see her tomorrow night, BB said nonchalantly.”
Every one looked at BB with a what the hell? look on their face. None of us thought that BB would try and fight her let alone the fact that she had already agreed to meet her in the gym tomorrow night.
“You don’t have to do that,” I moaned. “She wants nothing more than to get you where she can try and hurt you.”
BB looked at the ceiling then back to Gina, then Renee and then me. ”She already has.” She said haltingly, as tears rolled freely down her cheeks. I have to try and do something about what she did to Kameko, it even if it means getting beaten up like she did. It’s obvious that she is not going let up until I meet her. I can’t let her hurt others to get to me. Besides she won’t hurt me too bad. She is just using body blows and nothing else, so I won’t get it any worse than you two or Kameko.”
“At least not yet! She may think differently if you get a couple of shots in on her. Then she could change the rules to suit her needs,” I said sarcastically.
“Look,” BB continued, “maybe I will get lucky and get a shot at her, who knows? Maybe I can even get her down on the mats. Once the bitch is on the mats she will alot easier to handle. Hell it might even turn the fight towards my favor.”
“She is as strong as any boy I know,” Gina said quietly.
“And I did get some good blows in, Renee said quietly, “mainly her titties and stomach. I know I was hurting her and that is why she kneed me. She is not as tough as she thinks she and I was starting to get the better of her. She can’t take like she wants everyone to think she can. My advice is to go for her eyes or her crotch first thing. Then you can give her what she has been giving everyone else, a good belly and titty beating.”
“A good black eye and a bloody nose would do the bitch good,” Gina spat out.
“No, stay away from punching in the face,” I said. We don’t want the sisters involved in this. This is something we need to take care ourselves and we start showing up in class with black eyes and split lips they are going to know something is up and we will never get a chance to pay the bitch back. Besides I have an idea.”
“What,” Gina asked with sound of doubt in voice and a questioning look in her eyes.
“You’ll see, I said. “You’ll see, I’m gonna set things straight and that bitch is gonna be history.”
The day flew by and I don’t remember a word said in one of my classes, all I could think of was BB was going to meet with Nancy at the gym in a few hours and once of them was going to walk out of the gym while the other would be carried out. Word had spread through out the school and a lot of the girls were going to be there; a lot of them, Nancy’s victims. Most if not all were hoping that tonight it would be Nancy’s turn to get some of her own medicine.
By the end of the day BB was a nervous wreck, she had never been in a fight before but had some wrestling experience and some boxing as weight training while attending public school; two things that Nancy did not know about BB. And if BB did it right and kept out of Nancy’s reach, she just might be able to take her. God wouldn’t that be a nice way to finish our junior year and start summer vacation.
As we walked across the campus I tried to advice BB as best I could. I had been in a couple of fights in public school over boys until I figured out that they were not worth it and was trying to give her some pointers. The best advice I ever received about fighting was from my brother. “Don’t. But if you don’t have a choice, then hit first, hit hard and as many times as you can before your opponent can cover up or retaliate and keep hitting.
In the world of sports men wear a cup to protect themselves in case they get hit in the crotch, so do women. But some sports, such as boxing, women wear three; crotch and breasts. I figured if BB went in and wearing a pair of gym shorts and the almost transparent and skimpy sports bra to fight in. Nancy would not suspect that she was wearing a cup. And that could work to her advantage because Not to fight dirty unless Nancy started it, but if it came to cunt busting as the boys call it, she would be protected and Nancy wouldn’t be. That she should walk right up to Nancy and start slugging her right in the tits, hit straight in like she had been taught. That Nancy freak and would probably go for her titties in return. If she did that would give her a shot at Nancy’s gut and solar plexus’s and Renee said that she was not all that tough so it might give her the only chance to beat Nancy at her own game, and who knows, even the score for Kameko and some of the other girls who Nancy had beaten up.
“Now remember, you want her to go for your tits so start right in by punching hers as hard and as many times as you can before she can try and hit you.”
“Jesus, she is gona pound them black and blue, Christ I hope she does not kill them or me.” BB said almost in a whisper. “This is going to hurt like hell.”
“It’s not to late to back out?”
“Yes it is. Besides you know I c
an’t even if I want too. I would become the laughing stock of this school. Hell I could never look any one here in the face again.”
“I know,” I said taking her by the shoulders and stopping her in the middle of soccer field we were crossing. “Look, if you start right in on her tits without giving her even chance to open her mouth, take my word for it, its gona hurt her. And I’m betting she will want revenge by punching yours. By this time you can get to her stomach, you get a few good shots in there and I’ll bet she will go down hard. If she gets up then mix it up. Your wearing a cup so if she knees you like she did Renee then you can return the favor. And being the arrogant Bitch she is I’ll bet my Sting tickets she is not wearing one. She is sure you are going to be as easy as the rest of the girls she had been bulling.”
“I hope your right about all of this,” BB said worriedly as she started across the rest of the dark and empty soccer field to the gym where victory or defeat waited her.
We stepped inside the brightly lit gym and the first thing we saw was that the bleachers had been pulled out so as all of the girls who were there had a place to sit. It looked like half of the student body had turned out. About half of them had been a victim of Nancy’s bulling and I am sure were hoping to see her get some of her own medicine.
I took Nancy’s hand and as we stood there looking at the crowd said, “you can do this and everyone is here to see you give Nancy some of her what she had been giving almost everyone here.”
“And if I can’t?”
“You can hold your head up and say you did your best. What more can be asked? Remember, ‘What though the field be lost? All is not lost; th’ unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate’,”
She smiled that shy smile of hers and her voice joined mine, “And courage never to submit or yield.”
“That’s a girl,” I said.
We started across the gym where Nancy stood in a pair of underpants and bra with her hands on her him and smirk on her freckled face.
“Well you came after all, the lamb to the slaughter. I am going to enjoy this”
Nancy apparently had showed up in her school uniform and stripped to her underwear just like she had all the other times.
“See, I whispered to her, she thinks this is just going to be another one of her bully sessions where she can just beat someone up and go back to the dorms. She expects nothing? You can get revenge for everyone here by beating her tits and belly black and blue for a change. You can win this and balance the books!”
BB looked at me and with a gleam in her eye coyly asked me, “and if I do.”
“You can have me, that’s what you want isn’t it?”
She said nothing just smiled her lovely dimpled smile, rubbed her hands together and said, “groovey.”
BB stepped on to the mats a few feet from Nancy who had not changed her posture one bit; she stood there flat footed smirking, filled with self-assurance. Susan, one of Nancy’s inner circle stood between them. Looking first at BB then smiling at Nancy she said, “no hitting above the shoulders.” And stepped back off the mats signaling it was time to fight. With out a second thought or signaling that she was ready BB turned and slammed her right fist into Nancy’s left breast with everything she had. The impact was so hard that it staggered Nancy backwards and caused her breast to spring out of the bottom of her bra.
The look of pain and fear crossed her face as a loud yelp met with the approval of the onlookers. Before she could react and try to cover up BB slugged her in the right breast with her left and again in the left as Nancy instinctively tried to cover up her and recover from BB’s onslaught grunting and groaning with pain.
“You fucking bitch,” she growled struggling to regain her composure and start a counter attack. She came at BB dropping her right and swing with her left. The blow landed square of BB’s left breast while at the same time BB threw an upper cut that landed with a soft smack as her fist dug into the lower stomach of Nancy, right below her navel on her panty line emitting a loud EEEOoooooffffff.
BB grimaced with pain from Nancy’s blow but kept pressing her attack knowing that if she was to defeat Nancy she would have to press her advantage, it was now or never. The punch to the belly brought Nancy to her tiptoes, her chin dropped as her mouth formed a nice round O and her eyes bulged with pain and shock to her tummy. Before she could protect her aching belly BB’s left landed right in the same spot as the first and the sweet sound of beeeooffff, unnnggggg filled the gym.
While the second blow to Nancy’s guts did not do as much damage as the first, she was suddenly in trouble and everyone knew it. Trying to protect her stomach with her right, Nancy threw a weak left into BB’s stomach, which stopped her for a second with the look of surprise and a soft unnnggg. If Nancy had been able to follow up with another good solid punch she might have been able to turn the tide of the fight. But the initial damage had been done and BB following our game plan went back to punching Nancy’s titties with a vengeance. BB’s blow’s had knocked them both free of the cotton bra that Nancy wore and now offered ripe lush targets which BB went after with a vengeance. She was landing blow after blow while Nancy tired to cover up and was swinging wildly. Her punches landing mostly on BB’s shoulders and arms. Tears of pain and frustration rolled down her cheeks as she gamely tried to defend her self. Her wild punching and futile effort all worked to BB’s advantage as she continued to work away on Nancy’s full firm boobs whose milky white skin was now almost as red as their strawberry nipples. Nancy’s breasts flew in all directions as BB reigned blow after blow on them as Nancy moaned and groaned with each blow that landed as the blows slipped past her feeble defenses. Nancy was obliviously weakening and was beginning to give ground, slowly stepping backwards trying to retreat from the headlong onslaught by BB.
Sensing victory by BB, Susan and Carla, Nancy’s two co-conspirators started to look nervously for a way out of the crowd towards the nearest exit. I could see them struggling to make the decision but apparently so could Renee and Gina. They both moved quickly to stop them with the assistance of a couple of the other girls who were there to observe the fight.
“Where do you two think you are going?” Renee asked as she grabbed Susan’s right arm and twisted it up behind her back. Carla just as quickly found herself in the grasp of Gina and another girl, preventing her retreat.
Both BB and Nancy were covered with perspiration from their exertion, their bodies glistening with sweat. BB wore the expression of determination while Nancy’s was a mask of fear and pain. It was easy to see Nancy was quickly weakening and BB being aware of it went back to Nancy’s belly.
The first blow again landed square on Nancy’s bellybutton again lifting her to her tip toes as a loud eeeooofffff escaped her lips followed by a loud uuunnnngggg as the second punch landed just like the first, square in the middle of Nancy’s reddening belly. Nancy dropped both hands to her stomach and attempted to cover her battered tummy. To her credit BB did not let up. Pulling one of Nancy’s hands away from her stomach, BB stepped up and planted another solid right straight into the Redheads stomach. With a loud ooofffff and bulging eyes Nancy staggered forward throwing her arms around BB’s neck. Using BB for support Nancy stepped up and shot a knee between BB’s legs. To everyone’s surprise but mine, Renee and Gina, BB stood her ground. It was just like Renee had said, Nancy turned to fighting dirty when the chips were down.
BB pushing off Nancy stepped back and while she wore a look of pain on her face there was a look of determination and fire in her eyes. She again started throwing punches at Nancy’s battered boobs, when Nancy tried to protect them BB punched away at Nancy’s stomach. In a matter of a few minutes Nancy was at BB’s mercy, crying and staggering around as BB now punched her at will. Taking her time and not ready to finish Nancy off just yet, BB took her time and taunted the Redhead as she punched her at will.
“Come on bitch, fight. I thought you were so damn tough.”
Ungggg, unnggg, ooofffff.
“Not so tough after all are you?”
Oooffff, OOOfffff, please, no more.
“What? You think I should stop? After all that you have done to the other girls here?”
Beeeoffff!
“Do you remember how much fun you had with Kameko? Well I am not a pacifist like she is so now it’s your turn you Redheaded slut.”
Unnnggg. Oooffffff.
Nancy slowly sank to her knees, arms hanging limply at her sides as BB took her time working Nancy’s beet red tittie’s and stomach. Once she was on her knees she stopped and turning to Renee and Gina said, “Bring those two over here”
Renee and Gina reluctantly allowed themselves to drug over to where BB stood holding the battered and beaten Nancy up with a fist full of her hair as she knelt there in a semi-comatose state drooling and moaning, waiting for what ever BB had in mind to do to her.
Motioning to two other girls who stood watching Nancy getting her come-upping, she said “get her on her feet,” and released the fist full of red hair that she had been using to make sure that Nancy never fell completely over.
Both of the girls stepped over and with big grins of delight grabbed Nancy under the arms and hoisted her to her feet and supported her. BB stood in front of her and slapping her face a few times said, ”wake up bitch, I want you to see this coming. Now its your turn.”
Nancy moaning and whimpering started pleading with BB to stop. When that did not work in a few seconds she began to cry. Ignoring all it BB turned to Nancy’s two accomplices and said, “start punching.”
Nancy made a feeble effort to pull away but in the end could only beg not to be hit any more, “please BB, pleeeease no more, I am sorry.”
“Not as sorry as your gonna be when these two friends of yours get done with you. All right you two sluts, you had better do a good job or I am going to let every one here beat the crap out of you two.
Neither girl need any more coxing and stepping up to Nancy started punching her belly and breasts with earnest.
“Please, unnngggg, no oooffffff, Iii, eeoofff, unngggg, oooofff. After about a half a dozen blows each Nancy was unconscious but being afraid that they were next did not stop until BB told them to. “That’s enough!” The constant sound of sound of their fist connecting with the soft battered flesh of Nancy’s skin stopped as the two girls stopped punching Nancy and they girls supporting her let her limp and bruised body drop to the mats.
Both frightened young women stood looking at the floor. Both knowing how discussing they must look to the others gathered there in the gym and the guilt remorse they felt for having been apart of the whole affair from the start.
“Now, what do you say we see who is the better between you two.”
Both girls looked at each other and knew that neither would be shown any mercy because of their previous involvement in the way Nancy had ignored the pleadings of her victims.
“And the looser will face me tomorrow night.” The delight of their fate was made oblivious by the whistles and catcalls from the other girls gathered around to watch paybacks. “Strip them to their underpants and lets see who will meet me tomorrow night.”
In a matter of a minute both girls were standing there in there in nothing but their panties. Their bodies were in stark contrast to each other’s. Susan was full bodied and well developed and about a 36C. Carla was thin and wiry with pale skin; a year younger and her breast had just begun to develop. Carla’s ribs were visible and her stomach was flat with a bellybutton that looked like a cinnamon roll. Her white cotton panties were covered with small blue flowers giving her the appearance of being a child instead of the young woman she was. Her long blond hair, deep blue eyes and the lack of any makeup helped complete the look of innocence.
While Susan was not heavy she was not thin either, there was certain robustness to her. She was healthy and young; but not yet rid of her baby fat around her middle. She had a deep innie for a navel and her skin had that healthy golden glow from playing sports in the sun yet she was not deeply tanned. There was the usual whiteness from the sports top she played in when Sister allowed the girls to play in something other than the school uniform; a white blouses and green plaid pleated skirts. Her large root beer colored eyes glowed with curiosity and her short black curly hair spoke of her Italian ancestry. She was most definitely one of the prettier girls in the school and very good at sports.
While it was obvious that Susan looked to be the better of the two opponents one could never tell what might happen in these sorts of matters. The tide of battle had been turned on a lot less than size.
“Ok you two, get it on. Only one of you is going to walk out of here tonight. And the looser gets to face me tomorrow night. So get to it.”
Carl and Susan came together and started to try and get each other in a headlock and when that would not work started pulling each other’s hair. At first it was kind of comical watching the two of them grunt, groan and pull each other around the mats with Susan clearly having the upper hand because of her size and weight. Finally they separated and started swinging wildly at each other. Neither making contact nor doing any damage until Susan by more by accident than anything else hit Carla in her left breast. Crying out in pain Carla looked at her friend in disbelief.
“Well looks like this is over,” I said to BB.
“You never can tell,” she answered.
“Do your really thing this is going to go any further?” I half joked.
“Probably not, but who knows.”
Carla started to tear up and grabbing her boob stepped back with the shock of the blow and glared at Susan. It was obvious that Susan, her roommate and best friend was shocked as she was at hurting her best friend. Letting down her guard if you could call it that she started to step forward and comfort her friend and demand this stop when Carla in anger charged Susan wanting to inflict some pain of her own. The result was Carla’s head connected with Susan’s nose giving her a nice bloody nose and almost knocked Susan to her knees.
Shocked and in pain, Susan stood bent over holding her bloody nose while yelling in pain, “my nose Carla! I think you might have broke it?” A loud murmur of approval went up from the onlookers.
While Susan remained bent over looking for some one to stop the fight and show her some sympathy for her bloody nose, the crowd urged Carla to press her advantage. At first she hesitated then someone reminded her that she might have to face BB and that proved the deciding factor. Stepping up to Susan, Carla slammed her knee up and into the soft rolls of flesh and penetrating deep into the pit of Susan’s stomach.
BBBeeeeoooffff the girl grunted as she rose to her tip toes then dropped to one knee gasping and sputtering for air while still trying to hold her bloody nose with her right hand and grabbing her battered belly with the left. Kneeling there on her left knee still half bent over and in shock from the knee to the gut made Susan’s left breast a nice target, hanging there and completely exposed.
Again with the coaxing from the crowd, Renee whispered into Carla’s ear then and an instant later Carla rammed her boney knee into Susan’s dangling and exposed breast.
While Carla was not strong her boney knee proved to have a devastating effect on the tender flesh of her opponent. Susan flew over on to her back with a muffled cry of pain. Still winded and in tremendous pain she was too stunned to react quickly if she could even react at all to the punishment she was taking. She lay stretched out on her back trying to catch her breath, still holding her nose and now a sore tit. Sobbing and moaning, her heaving stomach and luscious young body made an inviting target for her opponent.
Carla found strength and courage from the approving crowd of girls gathered around cheering her on, something completely alien to her before this fight. Most of it of course came from the power and control she now held over her opponent.
Carla kneeling down grabbed Susan by the hair and pulled her part of the way up into the sitting position by the hair, then slugged her in the other breast. Susan again cried out in pain.
“Stop, please Carla I give up,” Susan cried as she tried to cover her battered and sore breasts. “ My titties hurt bad, please don’t hit them no more,” she sobbed. “I give up. Some one stop her from hitting me any more please, I give up.”
As she lay pleading to those gathered around watching, Carla dropped down planting the point of her elbow in the deep belly button of her long time friend and roommate.
“EEEEEOOOFFfff ,” Susan grunted and rolling to her side gagging and sputtering. Carla got up and stood looking at Susan with a surprised look on her face and a slight grin. Not sure of what she had just done but knowing she had just won her first fight and thus victory.
“Nice way to show mercy to your friend and roommate,” BB said as she started out of the gym.
Carla had been so caught up in trying to win the fight she never thought of the pain she was inflicting on her roommate and the damage she had done, not so much to Susan’s body; it would heal, but their friendship from here on out probably never would. Realizing this as the gym started to empty, Carla dropped down next to the moaning Susan and started crying, in a few moments deep racking sobs shook her thin frame as she turned and lay across the body of her half conscious friend hugging her.