I hope the short bits are okay...I don't have a lot of time to write! Enjoy!
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For several minutes, they were no longer two women, two entities bent on destruction…they were one, linked.
Jennifer and Mistress rolled across the floor, grabbing and clawing, biting and snarling, kicking and punching at any target that presented itself. Hair was gripped and yanked, skin pummeled and scratched. Pain was ignored…overshadowed by feral rage. When their path was intercepted by wall or furniture, it was used to regain or establish whatever control available…heads were slammed and pressed against lightly-padded wood and metal, arms were entangled in furniture legs.
The myriad of restraints were what finally separated the combatants into separate beings again, allowing one or the other to attain temporary advantage by locking an ankle or wrist in place. However, neither woman was allowing the other opportunity to achieve complete superiority, even for the short time limit. The advantage might allow one woman to land several quick punches or to twist a limb into painful contortion, but it was always short-lived.
Eventually, having inflicted and suffered many agonizing attacks, both women managed to stand.
Jennifer had only one advantage over her gloved opponent…her bared fingernails. These she used constantly, flaying Mistress’s bare skin whenever she could, raising criss-crossing fiery streaks on her opponent’s flesh and digging them into any soft or vulnerable target. Eventually, Mistress could no longer ignore these assaults, becoming more and more distracted by them, focusing more and more on preventing them.
Both standing, Jennifer managed to press Mistress back against a wall. The brunette lunged low, attempting (it seemed) to latch her right claw between Mistress’s thighs. The hooded woman saw this and caught Jen’s wrist in both hands before it made contact, but in the next instant, Jennifer slammed her left hand under Mistress’s chin, clamping her fingers on the redhead’s throat.
As Jennifer’s nails began to dig into Mistress’s throat, it was clear the brunette was not intending to strangle Mistress. Searing pain assaulted the redhead’s mind as Jennifer’s nails bit into her skin. Jennifer focused all her energy into tightening her grip, causing Mistress to squeal through clenched teeth. Mistress couldn’t release Jen’s right wrist…nails clamped on her crotch right now would be devastating…but she could no longer stand the talon at her throat. She let go of Jen’s wrist with her right hand but seemed disoriented…she clawed at the wall, not Jen’s left arm.
The dominatrix quickly found what she sought.
Jen’s mind barely recognized the metallic ‘CLICK’ before explosive agony blasted through her body. Mistress had retrieved a spring-loaded nipple clamp from the rack beside them and had deftly clipped it onto Jen’s left breast.
Jen reacted as if she’d been electrocuted. Her muscles cramped and clenched, contorting her body to the left. As she screamed in unexpected white-hot pain, she pawed with both hands at her freshly-tortured breast. She barely managed to remain standing, stumbling back from Mistress shocked and unsteady.
Mistress paused only a second, free of Jennifer’s vice-grip on her neck. Growling through clenched teeth, the leather-clad woman sprang forward and grabbed Jennifer by her long hair. Even as Mistress began whipping Jennifer about by her hair, the brunette clutched at her stricken breast, howling and trying to release the stainless steel clamp. With a violent tug, Mistress yanked Jennifer off-balance and slammed her into the wall. Even dazed by the impact, Jennifer continued to squeal through clenched teeth as the clamp sent waves of fresh agony through her body. She tried desperately to grip the clamp, to release it, but before she could Mistress yanked her by her hair again and sent her tumbling to the floor over the padded bench. Jen sprawled on her back and again tried to get the infernal clamp off her throbbing nipple. At last, with her teeth clenched against the pain and tears flowing down her cheeks, she squeezed it properly and released her savaged breast, tossing the clamp away from her across the room.
Instantly, Mistress was upon her.
