Emily: My teeth just get a bit of a glimpse of your boob, more fabric though than skin, your top covering enough of it to make it more or less a hard pinch than an actual bite. And you strategically fall back, the teeth and claws gripping the fabric, you just sacrifice the top that tears and shreds, revealing your tighter, sluttier top underneath. And I pull back shaking my fingers free from the other top.
"OH YEAH I WANNA FUCKING PLA---OH GAWD NOOOO!!!!"
My eyes squinting, feeling your nails shoving into my own cleavage, that is showing WAY more than yours did, the left strap town, the right one stretched badly, you almost have full access, your feet kicking my shins from under me and I fall to my right side facing you.
"AAAWWWW!!! FUCK YOUUU!! YOURS WONT BE THERE ANYMORE!!" And I reach up for your own boobs, but instead of the cleavage, I got low, under the black top and I pull it up, the fabric so tight, almost a sports bra, so I just slide it up halfway across your chest, our legs kicking, scratching, tangling before locking and once again, we start rolling around, but this time, much slower and way more sluggish, going for the other boobs wildly.
Blonde hair flinging around, slapping faces, I can feel the burns in my cleavage, your nails gouging, clawing, twisting, my top pretty much torn down below my boobies, but I have yours up to your nipples, before leaving it there, letting the tight under strap band press and 'squish' your boobs, to let the lower half of them just bulge out, the flesh so condensed and bulgy, I just curl my fingers and push them into it, and clench hard, shaking wildly.
“I WILL SHOW YOU HOW AN AUSSIE FIGHTS, CUM BREATH!"
Alexis: We writhe around on the tent floor, rocking back and forth, struggling in close, tearing into each other's cleavage in different but similarly cruel ways... hissing and snarling, hair flying panting as we savage each other's tender chests. Our screams fill the tent, and as we thrash back and forth one corner post is kicked out... the other's take up the slack, but a quarter of the tent leans in on itself. Claws rake, fingers squeeze, and arms strain as we violently and cruelly attach each other's chests...
I extend my arms and roll you onto your back as we writhe back and forth, pushing you down as I drive my claws into your cleavage. You moan and gasp in pain on your back, even as your fingers continue to claw the underside of my chest. "I know how an Aussie fights, on her back with her legs spread like every whore across the world" I snarl down at you. I pull my hands from your cleavage and swing my arms down, trying to slam my forearms into yours to know your hands and claws from my chest, before I pull my right back in a backhanded blow aimed at your pretty lips
"BITCH!" I snarl as I twist my body into the backhanded slap, blonde hair flying as I kneel over you.
Emily: Rolling and fighting again, like two blonde wildcats, I can feel our tangles legs locking and tensing, our now bare abs slapping and rubbing, my piercing pinching ur scratched tummy a bit, but fuck that, this bitch is trying to rip my boobs right off! I cry as you once again, end up atop of me, winning the rolling water in the quarter demolished tent, before blowing my hands off your chest, and the last thing i see is your bare stiff pink nipples, then the backhand...
"ooooooooopppphhhhhhhhh!!!!"
My head snaps to the side, your body half collapsing on me from the intensity of the smack, our bare boobs press together, and I gasp, my ears ringing, literally. With the last words you screamed out at me. On your back, with your legs spread......
Well... thanks for the tip, bitch-face!!
And as we lay there, I pull my legs out wide, and throw them up in the air, my long limbs sticking up, almost touching the fabric ceiling of the tent, and I wrap them around your waist, just under your ribs, and I lock my ankles TIGHT, squeezing hard, my arms going up and around you, hugging you to me, and I just.. hold on hard... Rocking on my back, grinding our sweaty, practically naked upper bodies together, your hair in my face, mine in yours, and I just use all four limbs to crush the air out of your lungs.
Alexis: Panting and heaving as we struggle, my hands sinking back into your hair... I feel your long, long legs wrap around my body... then locking your legs and SQUEEZING. My body arches back as you crush my midsection between your legs. "AGGGGGGGGGGH!" I cry out, gasping, my head swinging back, gasping as you crush me. "FUCK!" I cry out. Who would have known your legs were so strong... well I should have... strippers must have strong legs, and you sure look like you were one!
AAAAAAAGHHHHHHHH! My chest arches out, thrusting forward as I gaps in pain... your legs slamming into one of the other poles, knocking it loose as the tent continues to fall down, but still only partially. My face squeezes up in pain as I feel the pressure on my body, crushing my lungs and torso. I gasp, sweat covering my chest, my top mangled and hanging on roughly, but only partially, my bare tits heaving.
I snarl and THRUST my clawed fingers into your belly, digging into your ab muscles as I claw and scratch, twisting my fingers viciously as I try to scratch and mangle, snarling in anger and pain as I try to make you pay for that hold... if you want me here, trapped between your thighs, then you are going to pay the fucking price!
"BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Emily: The tent becomes our world. That's it, nothing else remains or matters. And as I lay on my back under you, I know that its just you or I. I don't even seem to remember why we are fighting, but I know that I hate you. My head swimming with pain and the ferocity, our lungs expanding and collapsing rapidly, as we burn through the very limited oxygen in the tent fast, and end up breathing the recycled air in it. Perspiration building up. Everywhere!!
And then suddenly, our world starts collapsing, the sky seems to be falling, but stops few feet shy from us, and I gasp, my blue eyes widen, staring in amazement, almost lost, my half euphoric state leaving me almost drunk and not realizing what is truly happening, but then, it, my world, is lit on fire. Sharp pointy pain digging into my abs, daggers piercing and scratching and I screech out.
"AAAAAAWWWHWHHAHWHWHWHWHWHWHHWHWHWHWHWHW!!"
My legs instinctively unlocking off you, my hands releasing the bearhug, and I reach down to your shoulders, pushing up, but you seem intent on gutting me with your claws, screaming and hissing, my legs curling until I barely wedge my feet just at your hips, and I thrust with all I have. Sending you flying off me to crash into the main center pole of the tent...
WHOOOOOOOSSHHH!!!
The sky falls....
Alexis: My body flies off of you as your feet press into my hips and belly, and then your long, tapered legs extend, hurling me off you. I crash back, feeling a hollow aluminum pole smack into my back... it isn't that much pain, but as it twists and dents, the tent finally gives up its pointless, hopeless battle to remain intact while two intense, hate filled wildcats are struggling within it.
The material falls down, across us.. I feel a sense of claustrophobia as the material falls down across us. I pant, my chest and body on fire from exertion and a million little scratches and claw marks. I pant, brushing my cheek and seeing some blood from your initial cheap shot with your ring. I try to look around for you, but all I see is tent material everywhere. I can hear you and I throw myself in that direction, crashing and writhing through the fallen tent in the direction of the man-stealing Aussie whore who has caused me so much pain. My eyes burn with hate and my claws reach out, seeking you as they push through and around the material... feeling flesh, not even sure what, but it is flesh, and I sink my claws in.
"FUCK YOU, EMILY!" I scream enraged as I blindly claw at my rival, screaming and struggling, my legs thrashing against the tent material as we struggle in the fallen structure.
Emily: You fly off me, crashing into the pole and everything goes darker, the fabric is light, but the overall weight and tightness makes it nearly impossible to move, I kick wildly and roll to all fours. FUCK I need to get out. I don't want to run away from you, but. I need to.. get out.. Breathing is so hard here. And I start crawling wildly on all fours, hearing you screaming at me, your cries coming from behind, then ahead, then to the side. FUCK. Am I moving in a circle??
And just as I come to realize that I truly am, I feel burns in my left thigh, your nails clamping on it and I cry out in pain, rearing back and twisting in the blindness, trying to swing my palm to where your head would be, but my hand clears just air, I can't see you and I just pull my leg forwards, hearing you 'flop' behind me, turning, enraged, my tears rolling down my face, I just... close my eyes, and listen... I can hear it.. My pounding heart...
The heavy breathing... Mine... but also.. Yours.. And I screech lunging forwards, my left hand going up, trying to shove into your chest, but once again, flies through thigh air, while something hits my naked boobs, something solid... and ribbed... Your left side, and grunting I wrap my arms around your body, tilting my head, feeling the denim of your shoulders on my cheek and I slide my head down and BITE just where your slutty shorts end, practically where your buttocks and left thigh meet.
Alexis: "AAAAAAAAAAAGIHH!! I feel your vicious teeth clamp down on me, near the base of my ass on the back of my thigh. I scream in pain, thrashing...twisting as I try to roll away from you, my body tangled in the material of the tent as I fight on sense and tough alone, vision not doing me much fucking good. I squirm and twist, feeling your teeth digging into my toned thigh. The material isn't that heavy, but as it drapes over EVERYTHING I feel the humid oppression of the air, sweat covering me as our bodies struggle and generate heat
From the outside, it looks like a pile of limbs and screams, but from the inside it feels like a violent, closeted, claustrophobic hell. I snarl and thrash, trying to pull my leg free, but your arms are wrapped around me to hold me in place. I squirm, trying to work my right foot up against some part of you... side, hip, leg, whatever, and then KICK off, trying to shove you off me as I struggle to get free, while we clumsily yet angrily thrash around in the fallen tent.
"YOU FUCKING WORTHLESS TRAMP!" "ILL KILLYOU!" "PIECE OF SHIT MANSTEALING WHORE!" the screams rage as we spew hate at each other.
Emily: My teeth clench on your tith butt cheek, my lower teeth pushing into the denim, my upper teeth clutching the skin. The fabric wrapping around us, I can hear you cry, I want to scream at you, say terrible, terrible, TERRILBBBLLEE things to that asshole douchebag that made my life hell the last weeks. And for what? A worthless cum-dumpster of a friend??
Your legs kick, and you slide down a bit, forcing my body even more, almost laying flat on our tummies now, I toss my leg over your head, or try to, but in doing so, your flailing legs finally slide and your thigh smacks me right in the nose!!
"UUuuuugghhh!!!" My hands shooting up, covering my swelling nose, if breathing was harder, now its almost impossible, and I roll frantically, gasping, feeling like I'm choking, but then suddenly... A sswwoooosshh of air hits my churning skin, and I feel the pointy ends of the lawn against my flesh, gasping I realize that in a pure stroke of luck, I rolled out of that hell. Panting, I stop and rising up to my knees, my hands reaching up pulling my tattered top off, only in my daisy dukes, I stare at the tent wearily, my eyes moving around, trying to find something to grab or to, to bash that mass of limbs inside before she can crawl out!
Alexis: I feel a sense of relief as my thrashing seems to have finally knocked you off. I groan and gasp, feeling like there is tent material covering every square inch of my body. The mass of the fallen tent shifts and twists as you writhe free of it, and I hear your gasp of relief as you pull free. I can't see or know what is going on, but I hear you... the sound of tearing cloth... the sound of feet shifting in the dirt of the hilltop we're camped on. My fingers search out the edge of the tent as I struggle in it... my arms tangled as the top you pushed upward makes moving my arms difficult, though not impossible...
I snarl, shaking in frustration as my arms whip around, finally pulling the top that is clinging now around my shoulders apart, hearing the clasp at the back rip as I feel my arms become slightly less confined, though still trapped in the tent. Finally, my fingers find the edge of the tent and I pull on it, shoving it down towards the ground as I push up to my knees... light filling my eyes, blinding me momentarily, as I see the shadow of you looming over me... bringing up my arms defensively on instinct.
Emily: A fucking stoke of luck, allowing me to find my way out first. And FUCK. Everything around here is either useless, or too heavy or would risk fucking bashing your skull. So I just stand there, my hands on my bruised thighs, lips parted, thin line of blood sliding down the cut on them, my left nostril bleeding slightly too from your thigh shot. drip drip dripping to the lawn. But I don’t care, I can take that. I just catch my breath, waiting, patiently.
And then I see it, your fucking claw emerging out first, grabbing the edge, and pulling, I almost rush and stomp on your hand, that fucking nasty claw that has my skin wedged under the bed of its nails, but I resist it, waiting, waiting, waiting until you are out, and as you start to rise up I move madly, screaming and bending my body, flinging myself, aiming my right shoulder into your left ribs and I leap, letting it fly, trying to spear you before you get the chance to catch your breath!
Alexis: I bring my arms up to guard my head as I see the vague outline of your form... but then you charge into me, slamming your shoulder into my tits and ribs as you tackle into me with a spear, knocking me onto my back on the mass of material that used to be the tent. UGGGGH! My arms reach around your body, grabbing for your hair. I grab two handfuls of your gorgeous blonde locks, and I yank hard to my right....
We roll on the ruined tent, crashing and twisting over it... feeling fallen tent-poles beneath us poking into us occasionally as we thrash across it, rolling and struggling... trying to get you under me, you for some reason having the idea to clearly keep me from doing so. We roll across the tent, hissing and snarling.
As you end up atop me, I let go of your hair and palm your face with my left hand, shoving your head back into the air over me... trying to work my left leg up to your hip to extend and throw you off me, trying to create some space for me to roll free and get to my feet, as sweat drips off my body.
Emily: Spearing you hard, we fly and crash on the bed of fabric and aluminum, me on top, at first at least, but with you bridging and kicking up, my hands fly for your hair, and we start rolling again, furiously. FUCK that bitch can get her breath fast! But this time, I am determined to not lose this fight. Our bodies grinding, sliding, slapping. Knees thudding into thighs, toes locking with their rivals, twisting and bending. Each time you get on me, I just jump hoops to get you off, a hairpull, a slap, a backhand, even snapping my teeth a couple of times on your bare chest.
And finally, I end up winning this rolling war, getting atop of you, straddling you, but you release my hair and shove my head back and your legs curls, pushing and shoving me off and I slide off, landing on my back, your left leg stretched over my chest, and I grunt, reaching and grabbing your ankle madly, my legs going up and around your left leg, in a tight grapevine, I push my nails into the ankle wildly, and I start twisting, right, left, right left.
"You fucking spoilt shit! I hate you! I hate the day I ever met you, bitch!" Both rolling over now, on our tummies, still twisting your ankle, I tilt my head and bite your bit fat stubby toe angrily!
Alexis: I manage to hurl you off me... but you clamp down around my leg, grabbing hold with your hands, sharp nasty nails digging into my ankle, your own legs twisting around mine. I snarl and as I am about to try to counter you, you roll us over onto our bellies. I groan, throwing my head back as you pull and twist on my leg. I feel the sharp jolt of pain as your vicious teeth sink into my toes. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHIEEEEEEEEEEE!" I scream
I try to twist to roll us back onto our backs, but your legs are locked around my thigh and your knees are positioned just enough to make that really, really hard. I throw my head back and howl as I feel the pain in my toe... you fucking BITCH! I ball my hands into fists and pound at the ground, shaking my head side to side as I try to ignore the pain...but you are just an animal, as your teeth sink in.
Panting, I reach down... since your legs are wrapped around mine, to trap my ankle to you, that leaves yours within reach of my claws. I sink both of my hands into your ankle, digging my claws in and then RAKING my nails towards me, down the length of your ankle towards your foot, leaving long red lines on your body... gasping and snarling as I try to deal some pain back to you desperately.
Emily: Writhing, our naked torsos and tummies rubbing and smearing the grass with our sweat, the needle-like tips of the plantation poking and pinching us, but I just keep biting and twisting your ankle, then
"OH MY GAWD FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKK YOUUUU!!!"
My eyes just gush with tears, feeling the immense pain, that... bitch.. She is an animal.. who.. RAKES like that... But the way my clawed and mauled boobs feel now as they rub into the lawn reminds me exactly what you can do. And as I lost my bite on your ankle, I am forced to open my grapevine on your leg, but I keep my hold on the ankle and I just push it into the ground, grinding your joint in to the ground after twisting it so much.
Pushing my body up and trying to 'lift', almost doing a push-up on your hurting ankle, and trying to pull my legs smoothly from under you, so I can slide my ass over yours, and 'sit' on your back, my mind moving fast, thinking maybe I can then get your leg in one of those twisty leg thingies I see on TV on that stupid wrestling show Andy likes so much!
Alexis: I pant in relief as your vicious teeth pull away from me... gasping in pain but also the sweet, sweet sensation of not being FUCKING BITTEN! My chest heaves in the campground grass as I prop myself up on my elbows, but then you are rolling onto my back, falling/twisting backwards as you move yourself to straddle my lower spine, sitting atop me. I hiss, furious at the idea of you sitting on me, snarling at the humiliation of it...
I feel you grab for my legs, and I reach both hands over my shoulders, abandoning propping myself up on my elbows, as I blindly reach back, my greedy fingers searching out two handfuls of blonde hair as I try to get a solid grip and then PULLLLLLLLLLLLLL as hard as I can, trying to yank you off you perch atop my back, to flop down atop me... if I get you off balance, I plan on letting go to then roll out to the side... I am SICK AND TIRED of you being in control and I want to change that RIGHT NOW!
I snarl angrily as I pull and twist, trying to get out from beneath this whore of an Aussie bitch!!
Emily: I get on top of you, sliding up a bit, sitting on your spine, your ass moving too much for me to get a good straddle on it, no doubt you have a LOT of practice wiggling it doing lap dances in whatever hole you worked before. Seriously, who else can get a body like that without doing some seriously questionable thing in her life. The term 'body made for sin' is not to be overlooked here. But as I finally find my spot and start bending your leg back, I realize how bendy you truly are!
I lean back more, more, and more, and then...
"AAAIIIEEE!!"
I cry sharply, your hands finding my hair and ripping me off you, sending me crashing on my shoulders on the lawn. FUCK! I twist and roll few feet away, stopping on all fours, turning and looking at you, my body heaving, shaking. The sun much higher in the sky now, we are past that whole dawn vibe, FUCK, how long have we been going at it. I'm so tired and spent, I just way to lay down and pass out, but the adrenaline alone is making me shake, glaring at you, wondering what you will do next... Praying you give up...
But my big mouth.. of COURSE, destroys that hope, when I suddenly snarl;
"You... BITCH.... I demand RESPECT!!!"
Alexis: Finally getting free from under this bitch....panting, relieved. The sensation of being trapped in the ruins of the tent followed by being trapped under your disgusting self, has me furious but frustrated. Rolling free of you, to all fours, I toss my blonde hair back out of my face and see you dong the same. My face bleeds, my body is covered in bruises and scratches, even my toe is bleeding from your cruel bite. My chest heaves, as I suck air into my body, which is desperate for fuel and energy...
I pant, sweat matting my hair to my face. I hope maybe, just maybe, you've had enough, as I see your own body shaking from exhaustion from the struggle. But those hopes are stupid: why would I think a classless whore like yourself could ever be reasonable? And you prove that with your ridiculous demand for respect.
"Respect?.... *gasp, gasp* You fucking want respect? *pant, pant*... you sure didn't show Lisa any!" I snarl. I push off the ground, forcing my weary body to my feet, as I snarl at you, bare chest heaving as I rise to my feet... fingers curling into claws as I circle. "
"The only respect I'll give you is to lie to Andy as to why you ran away" I hiss, baring my teeth.
Emily: My eyes nearly gush with a new wave of tears, SERIOUSLY how much tears are there in these ducts, hearing your harsh, horrible words again. Bringing that crack-whore friend of yours in the formula again, and I just paw at the grass, my nails digging and raking it up with the dirt, hissing back at you;
"Fine bitch... ~~huff huff~~ You want it this way... ~~ breathes rapidly~~ Fair enough... Loser, is ~~gasps~~ GONE...." And I groan feeling the sharp pain in my left shin, glancing down seeing the five red rakes you left there, bleeding slowly and quietly down my ankle, and I glare up at you, bringing my paws up, circling you slowly
"Come... on.... then..."
And I lunge at you, my left hand going you for your head, my fingers grabbing your left ear, and I give it a tight PINCH and TWIST, pulling your head down, my right palm going up in the air and I Swoooosshhh it down in a wild bitchslap at your left cheek!
Alexis: I lunge at you at almost the same moment you lunge at me, baring my teeth as I throw my body forward. I feel your fingers twist my ear, wrenching my head as your bitchslap my face... my own claws thrusting forward, my right sinking into your left tit, my left reaching around to your back, to rake... as my claws find home, your blow crashes into my cheek. I stagger, but my nails rake into you at the same time. I twist to the side, panting, knocked sideways from the blow a little. My fingers fall from your body, but not before leaving red lines in their wake...
Groaning, wobbly from the bitchslap but still on my feet, I hiss and throw myself forward, ducking low as I try to drive my shoulder into your ribcage as I hurl myself into you, angrily and recklessly driving into you with all my might as I try to send you backwards towards the nearest tree, hoping to crush you against it...
"SCREW YOU BITCH!" I SNARL!
Emily: Fire erupts in my back, even the nails pushing into my left boob are not as bad as the wild swipe downwards, that leaves me pretty much open, paralyzed, body arched, completely open for your spear, that crashes into me and sends me reeling back to slam into the tree!!
"Huuunnnngghhhhhh!!!'
I grunt, glancing down and seeing your body bent over, and I grimace, reaching down and pushing all ten nails into your lower back, five to each side of your spine, I just burrow my nails, and scream;
"YOU WISH YOU FUCKING SKANK! SCRRRIIIIIIPPPP!!!"
My nails, all then of them drag up along your sweaty back all the way from your hip bone and to your shoulder blades, the only reason they dont go any further, is how your hair covers the upper part, and I reach for your hair with both hands, pulling on it wildly, but not away from me, actually, I just twist my body and push my nails into your scalp and I push your oh-so-pretty-pretty face into the bark of the tree you have me pinned against, grinding and rubbing your cheek against the roughened wood.
"EAT BARK, BITCH!"
Alexis: ARRRRRRRGHHHHHH!
I can taste the bark in my mouth as you grind my face into it, the dirty taste in my lips as I try to spit it out. The harsh surface scrapes my cheek and lips, as you grind me into it, doubled over in front of you. My exposed back is covered in long red lines from your nasty scratches, that sting all the worse from the sweat seeping into them. ARRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!!!
I growl and twist in your grip, feeling helpless as you rub my face viciously into the tree. I stagger my hips and legs out to the side, trying to create a little room... then ball my right hand into a fist and try to bury it in your flat belly, right at the bellybutton.
"LET GO YOU FUCKING WHORE!" I scream as I snap my arm forward at your gut, hoping to double you over or at least make you think twice, my pretty cheek being rubbed raw by your nasty shove.
Emily: I can not help but grin, hearing you scream and cry, loud cries as I rub your pretty face into the bark, like I would do to a STINKY STINKY block of chees through a grater. I con't really give a FUCK now what happens, yes, I will mark you, and I will do so bad. And I keep taunting while doing it;
"YOU BITCH GOOD LUCK FINDING A POLE TO STRIP ON WITH WHAT I WILL LEAVE OF YOUR FA---oommppppphhhhhhhh!!!"
Your fist coming out of nowhere, so singular, perfectly aimed and just brilliant, to strike me into my belly button, and I jolt, your tight fist feeling like it almost touched my spine, as my back slams again into the tree trunk, and involuntarily, my grip on your hair loosens.
You stagger back few steps, and I keep being doubled, gasping, my abs trembling, but as I am bent down, I know the next hit will come, and most certainly, it will be a punch, a kick, or a knee. Now that you have seen how effective they are. I just push my body forwards, my shoulder just brushing into your chest, and I reach down, my hands sliding around your legs and wrapping around the knees, I pinch the flesh there and pull hard, trying to tackle you and take you down to the lawn.
Alexis: I see you come at me, lunging towards me... hands dropping down to try to tackle me to the ground. My hands shoot into your hair, arms extended, and I yank hard to the side, to knock you off balance and break up the move... I hear you cry out in frustration as my hairpull drags you to the side, bent over. I let go with my right hand, and swing a slap at your face, then another, smacking this shit out of your pretty man-stealing face with a couple of sharp blows.
Panting, hearing you groan in pain, I grab at you again, this time at your arm, and I swing you around in a wide arch... one hand in your hair, the other grabbing your arm and pinching it... seeing a nearby tree, I swing you around in a wide arch, to drive your side into the tree with a shaking THUD
I growl, and shift my hand lower, grabbing your arm as I twist it behind your back... straightening you up by the hair as I grind your face into the bark like you did mine moments ago... not noticing until just now that your face is just at the level of the "ANDY <3 LISA" carving... a smile breaking out across my face as I notice that!
Emily: My hands slip, my head whipped to the side by the hair, screaming, then WHAP! WHAM! SMACK! SMACK! Your right palm rains so hard and fast on my left cheek, it leaves me stunned and stumbling, bent over, still rocked from your punch to my core... Gasping, I watch a thin line of drool seeping from my lips to the lawn, my knees almost giving. The blows to my head just wrecking me.
But it only gets worse, SWOOOOOOSSHHH! I can hear the wind in my ears, did a tornado just erupt?? Oh hell no... it's you creating one with my body, spiraling me around and sending me crashing to my kneed, my arms pushing at the tree trunk desperately, eyes squinting as I see the smooth bark inches from my face... Wait? what?? why is it smooth??? My eyes widen, then stare in horror at it.... The small Andy <3 Lisa engraving... Fuck.. NOOOO!!
"No no no no no PLEASEE NOOOOO!!!!" I scream pleading, but you just don't give a fuck... do you??
You SHOVE my face into it, and I cry out, my forehead pressing into the engraved wood, feeling you pushing and applying the pressure, crying in pain feeling the grooves just biting into my skin, almost cutting it, as you leave a fucking imprint of the damn thing on my face!!!
My arms swinging wildly and helplessly, slapping at the tree back, your wrists, any fucking thing!!!
"STOP!! PLEASE!! STOPP!!"
Alexis: Fingers dug into your hair, I grind your face into the carving. "Lisa, see it? LISA! Not Emily. Not fucking cum-sucking-whore Emily! LISA!" I scream as I press your face into the smooth wood, the carving fully in your vision. I press in hard, my arm flexing as I shove your cheek into it... feeling no mercy as you just rubbed my own cheek raw on much rougher bark...
I feel your arms flailing, but I don't care... slaps strike at my wrist, at my side, but I don't care. "LISA! You want me to stop? Say her name... say her name and say she belongs with ANDY!" I shout as I twist my wrist in your hair, nails near your scalp digging into your golden mane and using it as a leash to shove you against the carving. My belly heaves and my chest rises and falls, bare and glistening in the morning sun, covered in sweat but not caring as I scream my best friends name at this obnoxious man-stealing whore.
"SAY IT!" I shout defiantly.
Emily: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhiiiiieeee!!!"
"FFFuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucckkkk!!"
"I--woonnnn'ttt!!!!"
I cry in pain feeling my forehead and cheek grinding into the wood, trying HARD to at least keep it angled that the part with Andy's name is the one that pushes hardest into my skin, not the one with the whore's name... But you see adamant at making it.. how.. why would anyone fight THIS hard for their friend... Part of me furious and angry.. Part just... admiring it... wishing I had a friend like that.... Who would fight this hard for her....
You keep screaming for me to say her name.... But I just bark out stubbornly;
"COCK-SUCKER!"
But it only warrants me more pressure on my fore head.... My tears streaming down.... Grimacing... I just reach up with my right hand, clutching your dangling hair from over head.... My left holding to the tree hard to balance myself and wrapping my fingers like your silky strands are a rope of a giant bell, I PULL hard forwards, yanking your head towards the tree trunk above me, trying to smack you into it and stun you!
Alexis: I keep torturing you, grinding your face into the carving, and asking... no, obviously I am not asking. ORDERING you to say her name. Am I a good friend for going to these lengths for her? Sure. But after all the pain and agony that has passed between us, at this point it is as much about control, about dominance, about power... power of me over you... than about any friendship between me and Lisa, 100s of miles away. Its the primal struggle of you and I... and you saying those words is victory for me, at this point, more than anything else...
"COCKSUCKER!" "NO! I said say her name, not yours, Emily!" I scream back. I lean in, putting my weight into your body as I grind you into the tree trunk. I smile, hearing you cry and moan, tears running down your cheeks. Your hand gropes upward, but I ignore it, wanting to finish you off. "I'm gonna make you scream it before we are done!" I hiss, then suddenly
*BLAM!*
My forehead smacks against the tree as you use my hair like a rope and drive my head forward. My grip on your arm and hair goes limp as I stagger off to the side, clutching my forehead as I moan and pant. I blink, my eyes watering, as my vision blurs and swims, my body quivering in pain...
I gasp as I stumble into a nearby tree, clutching it to hold me up as I shake my head, trying to clear my head and straighten my vision.... drool from my lips smearing the bark as I try to get my eyes to focus properly.
Emily: I hear the ~~thunk~~ above my head and the pressure just eases off, you fucking off somewhere, stumbling away... And I just breathe hard, gasping, strangely enough, I just stay there, kneeling against the tree... Breathing hard... Sobbing even.... Before slowly pushing off.... gasping in shock, seeing the words... 'Andy <3 Lisa' stained in some red... FUCK.....
I reach up, feeling my forehead, and its moist... and when I pull my fingers off, I see the red on them... She.. she fucking BRANDED ME WITH THE WHORE'S NAME!!!
My eyes blaze up, turning, staring at you, slowly pushing up, looking at your body leaning against the tree, not believing the fucking cold hearted cunning and cruelty encompassed in this bitch... Anyone looking at her would think she is an angel... but.. this.. is just.. too much... I rush at you, no stalking, no bullshit, nothing... And you turn to me just in time for our bodies to go SPLATTT and we crash on the grass once more!
Our bodies too tired, spent, and exhausted, the sun is way higher now, almost noon, and we just writhe, but this time I'm not going for your hair, or even your breasts, I shoot my fingers for your face, pushing my right nails into your cheek and above your left eye, pinching the skin hard, while my right goes to the right side of your neck and I swipe my nails across it, leaving you a little 'collar' of scratches around one quarter of your neck, in a place that not even turtlenecks would hide!
Alexis: My hands shoot up to your hair as we fall to the grass, yanking... I roll you over, but you keep rolling me, and end up back on top. You sink your claws in, scratching viciously down my neck to my collar, leaving a long line of vicious red trails in their wake. I scream in pain as you mar my previously flawless skin, my chest arching into yours as I howl in pain...
My hands jerk hard to the right, rolling us over again, putting you beneath me... your claws dig in, and we roll in the campground... me on top, then you, then me, then you... dirt, grass, leaves, sticking to our sweaty bodies as we howl and snarl at each other painfully. I feel you end up on top as we near the edge of the campground, and I hiss up into your pretty if marred face. My eyes burn with unending hate as you stare down into them. I scream and rake my nails down your cheeks as I release your hair. I want you marked and scratched worse than you have done to me... I don't know if I will succeed, but I WANT IT!
Our bodies writhe, legs twisting and thrashing as we claw and savage each other. I reach back for your hair again, and yank, trying to roll you off me... when suddenly we start falling more than I expected... not realizing we came near the edge of the hill that leads down towards the lake, we start tumbling down it, out of control.
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Emily: Why?? How?? Why would anyone hate another THAT much... I was never a threat to you?? Was I?? We were not even in that stage to be competing over two their daddy likes more... The one with cutest children... The one who gets to bake the best cookies, or biscuits as we Aussies call them.... No.. we were far from that point.. And yet... we just could not co-exist... And as we roll and writhe, wrestling frantically, I can tell you really want me destroyed.... But.. so do I...
Every moment I spent atop of you, I try to focus on your face, ruining it, part of me almost... knowing... that neither of us is winning this... We are beyond the point of keeping this undercover, we are beyond the point of hoping no one would notice... Half the camp is wrecked... Our bodies bruised, scratched, bitten and mauled... My face... fucked up... with Andy's and Lisa's name engraved on it in reverse... but why would it matter, I will always see it right in the mirror....
No, I need to destroy you... And as you rake down my cheeks, wanting to fuck up the one part of my face that is left intact, I scream and tilt my head, biting on your fingers, but they slip out as you grab my hair tugging my head left, before clamping and pulling right, sending us off, and.. we barrel down the hill, screaming we grab the other and HUG tightly, self-preservation coming first, and I do the STUPID mistake of pushing my left arm out trying to slow us down...
"AAAAHHHHH!!" Sharp, horrible pain erupting in my left shoulder, as my arm jerks back and I scream horribly, rolling over a dozen times, each time my shoulder touching the grass, I end up jolting in pain, and we just stop at the bottom, just by the edge of the lake... me atop of you, you groaning in pain.. but I just tilt my head band and WAIL out, sobbing, and falling off you, clutching my left shoulder, and writhing in pain....
"I----waaaa---I----I need an ambulanceeeee... I think--- aaahhh--- I think it’s dislocated--aaawwwiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhh!!"
Alexis: I lay there, on my back, groaning as I hear you sobbing out and clutching your shoulder. My bare chest rises and falls as I suck in air. I blink, dizzy and disoriented from the long roll down the hillside. Your moans and cries jerking me out of my disorientation. I push up to my elbows.... glancing over at you as you clutch yourself, kneeling over me. My mouth hangs open as my eyes waver, wander, then finally focus on your...
I groan... sitting up... shoving you roughly off me. I crawl to my knees then feet... covered in grass, leaves and pine needles from the long struggle and roll down the hill... sweat dripping off me. I get to my feet... seeing you clutching your shoulder. I grab you by the hair... and pull your head back. "Say... you're sorry for what you ... did ... to.... Lisa..." I gasp, as I jerk your head back, kneeling before me. "Say... It!" I shout, as I gulp for air... part of me, as much as I hate you, even now wavering as you are in such obvious pain from your shoulder.
Emily: You don't relent... You see me there, wounded, on my knees clutching my shoulder, telling you its dislocated, and you just... SHOVE me to the ground, and I fall on it, erupting into more tears, and sobs... My right arm crossed in front of my chest, covering my nipples and whatever I can of my scratched chest, holding my shoulder, hearing you talking again, pulling my hair, asking me to tell you all this stuff about Lisa....
My tears just roll down my cheek, unable to even remain on my knees from the shooting pain, clutching my shoulders... I want to scream out.. That I'm not sorry for something I did not do... That I had NOTHING to do about it.. That I didn't even KNOW that she existed... But... would it matter?? Would it make this crazy, psychotic bitch stop?? Or just kick me in my hurting shoulder???
I just bow my head, swallow what is LEFT of my dignity...... and I just gasp, whispering; "I.... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... for what I did to Lisa.... "
Alexis: I pull your head back... forcing you to look me in the eyes. I can see the look of pain in your eyes. I grip your hair tighter, your blonde strands wrapped around my fingers. I twist, pulling roughly. "You should be... I'm glad you finally realize that!" I hiss. I give your hair a jerk, twisting your head back painfully. "Now... “I say and I drop down to my knees... getting my face into yours. Nose to nose. Scratched, mauled face to scratched, mauled face. I can feel your ragged breath on my lips, and you can likely do the same...
"Now... you will never. EVER. Cross me again. Will you?" I hiss, and to make my point, I give your shoulder the briefest of shoves. Not enough to cause any damage, but enough to drive a wave of pain through your body. I see you shudder in agony from the move. "Will you... you'll do exactly what I say, when I say it. Won't you?" I hiss, our noses almost touching as my blue eyes mercilessly stare into yours. "Lisa... gets... Andy." "You... get... jack shit." "
"GET IS?" I snarl as I lunge forward, my body quivering with anger and radiating rage as I feel you wilt under my hate. "Say it, and I'll call you your fucking ambulance." I say, not knowing or caring how long it would take them to get up here. All I care about is you knowing and acknowledging who is in charge and who is not...
Emily: Sobs is all that come out of me... I keep trying to bow my head down, to bury it in the soft sand beneath us, not only out of shame, but out of pure pain, my body closing up, the agony in my shoulder is blinding. I can feel it throbbing with each twist of your hair, but when you shove it, even the slight one it causes me to shudder and cry loud, flopping to my side, but you don't stop, you yank me up again, cruelly hissing your words.
And I just sob, trying to talk, but it's too hard... I can't formulate words....
"Lllliiii-uuhhhh awwwww... puh-leeassee...."
But you don't stop, you shake harder... and I just look at you, pleading.. but there is nothing in those eyes but the cruelty telling me you would do this for as long as it takes....
"Liiiisaa... ~~sobs~~ gets... uuughhhhh.... Andyyyiiiehhhh....."
But you shake harder!!
"Awwww!!"
"iiiiii get... jacckkk---jackkk shiiittt....."
Alexis: I pull you by the hair, making sure there is no more defiance in your eyes... but I can see nothing but defeat, submission, and lots and lots and LOTS of agony. I briefly consider knocking you out... just to complete my humiliation of you, but I decide that you consciously knowing you are broken is better than you slipping into sleep... so instead I give you a shove, pushing you to your ass at the lake shore. "You're fucking right that is how things are." I hiss. "Now... think about how you are going to dump Andy in the cruelest way, the way most likely to get him to run back into the arms of Lisa, while I go place that call for you." I turn, and slowly, painfully, crawl up the hillside to the campsite, wincing at each agony, feeling each cut on my body.. each scratch...
Nearly dropping to my knees and crying myself, but my pride alone driving me on, as I crawl upward... knowing that you will never... EVER... challenge me again.. and that feeling of superiority feels like it is worth all the pain and agony in the world... though my mind whirls at ideas on how to explain the marks on my body to Jeff... but that is a problem for later. Right now, all I care about is the sound of you sobbing on your knees near the lake as I crawl up the hill to get you the help you can't get for yourself...
The End.
