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THE NEVER ENDING FIGHT
Dory and Belle (of course artistic names) were two of the dozen dancers and “waitresses” of the town saloon. They lived on the top floor and the saloon owner, Madame Sanders, took care of them and gave them a nice chunk of their benefits. Their main benefits were not precisely as waitresses. Certainly they served drinks to the customers, but their more important job was to “entertain” them, which could include or not bringing them to their top floor rooms.
Dory and Belle were the most beautiful and desired of the group. Their clients were always among the richest of the town, Madame Sanders was proud of them and favored them. But they had a problem: Their rivalry was patent to any who had eyes and ears. Dory was a splendid red head, green eyes, 5’8”, 135 lbs., 38d-26-38. Belle had incredible black hair and dark eyes, probably of Indian descent, 5’8”, 140 lbs, 40c-28.40.
Both were 24 years old. And both seemed intent in demonstrating they were better than the other. About dancing, about drinking, about flirting with the customers, and about being nice to Madame Sanders.
Madame Sanders, in her splendid 40’s, and mistress of the local sheriff, Chief Donovan, was fond of both, but she didn’t do much to stop the rivalry.
Until one day, when things started to get out of hand. It was a busy day, the show was over, Belle was with two customers at the bar, encouraging them to drink, when a furious Dory appeared and slammed her hand on Belle cheek hard. The brunette was astonished and was too slow to react and by then, after spitting her on the face, Dory left while the customers calmed a now frenetic Belle.
Nothing else happened that day, because Belle after a while went to her room with the two customers. But the following night, just before the show, in the dressing and make up room, Belle entered when Dory was dressing and sent a jab with full force to the redhead jaw which knocked out Dory cold on her back. Of course, she missed the show, while another waitress/dancer attended to her bruised jaw.
Madame Sanders called them to her office. “I don’t mind if you kill each other, I have many girls waiting for a job here. But any act when the customers are there, or any act which makes the show suffer for lack of two girls like today, it is you who will be looking for a job, and far from here. Is that clear?”.
It was clear, though as soon as they left the office, Belle pushed Dory to a wall. “Listen, bitch, I don’t want to lose my job, so this is it. But I want to know, why the slap the other day”, Belle hissed with her nose on Dory’s. “I don’t want to lose my job either, but then you stop playing with Sue”, hissed the red head back. Sue was another girl of the group, a busty and hot blonde who loved to sleep with other girls. “Oh, that! Then tell Sue not to slip into my bed at any opportunity. I don’t think you and I should fight for that bitch, she gets in bed with all that moves”, laughed Belle and they went their own ways.
Was that it? No way, Dory was too stubborn for letting it go. One week later, again in the dressing room, Dory entered when Belle was playfully helping Sue to wear her corset. They were almost naked as many other of the girls. Dory screamed: “You bitch, leave Sue alone!”. All the girls were astonished, especially when Belle, calmed as usual, said smiling: “I didn’t know you were her proprietor”. Sue was going to say something but was overcome by Dory who continued screaming while undressing herself being late. “Owner or not, don’t touch her again or else”. “Else what, bitch? I am getting tired of you. Sue has the right to be with whoever she wants!”, screamed Belle. “No!”, screamed Dory and her hand slapped Belle on her left check. It was her last slap for the morning. Belle grabbed her by the hair, punched her belly twice and the redhead fall on her back on the welcoming arms of two other girls.
“Listen, bitch”, said Belle with an accusing finger on her opponent nose. “This has been enough. This is not because of Sue. This is because you and me can’t be in the same place. I don’t care anymore if I lose the job. Tomorrow, I will wait for you at 9:00 in the old barn. The one who loses, abandon the town. Is that clear?”.
With so many girls as witnesses, it was not surprising that the next morning the old barn was full. Some of the girls, of course, many of the saloon customers, most of them having enjoyed the fighters attentions and bodies, even Madame Sanders with the Sheriff Donovan.
When Dory and Belle appeared, with two of the girls, they were overwhelmed by the attendance. What they thought it would be a private affair had become the show of the month. Nevertheless they entered the barn, looked around and as they started to get comfortable, meaning getting in corsets and bras, the Sheriff announced: “Ladies and gentlemen, in many years here I have seen many brawls and even serious fights, some with victims, among men. It is the first time I see a real fight with two beautiful young women as protagonists. I was tempted to prohibit it, but i remembered we are a free country and everyone has the same rights to settle their problems as they want. But I am in charge of the order in the town and I won’t permit this going out of hand. So, ladies, give me your knives that I can see under your tight corsets. Use your hands and bodies as best you can, but no damaging instruments other than what the nature has provided. Now you can start”.
“Yes, Sheriff. But you must know our agreement is that the loser had to leave the town. We hope you honor our agreement”, said Belle. Donovan simply nodded.
They went to each other like tigresses. Claws out, kicking, slapping, screaming and groaning when the slaps found flesh. In a few minutes, the hands were pulling hairs and scratching tits, barely covered by the corsets and soon totally our of their cups. It was clear that the most furious and violent was Dory, but her attacks were wild and mostly ineffective, while Belle’s punches, slaps and kicks got Dory’s body most times. In fact, Dory started to step back little by little, her almost naked body full of red and purple marks while Belle’s body was almost untouched.
They continued fighting outside of the barn, under the sun, on the sandy esplanade. Their corsets were in shreds, their breasts exposed, their panties ripped, with great joy of the men and some of the women, who could see their bushes. They rolled on the sand, stood up and continued kicking and punching, but it was clear that Belle had the upper hand. Punch after punch and kick after kick he knocked down Dory to the floor, then got her by her red mane and started walking on the main street to the saloon, followed by everybody else.
“Now you bitch, get up to your room and get your things ready to leave the town”, screamed Belle.
Then, Madame Sanders spoke. “Ok girls, you have demonstrated you are tough Western girls, but I want you two in my saloon. Dory, would you accept your defeat and apologize? If so, Belle, would you accept my decision?”. Dory was crying like a baby and got to her knees to apologize and thank Madame Sanders. Belle smiled genially and said: “Yes, Madame, as you decide, but I want her for me tonight”.
She had her ways with Dory that night and things appeared to calm down for a time. They seemed friendly enough…
Until a few months later, Dory started again with her jealousy, this time about a new girl of the group, a Sharon, redhead like her.
The battle in the barn and outside had the same result… as other fights during the following years… A great show for the town inhabitants that someone though it would be a tourist attraction.
Both girls are now in their forties. They have a lingerie business, they live together and if they fight must be in private.
THE END
