Fyre's Fight Journal, Chapter 24: A Family Affair
I'm feeling pretty great after my dominant win over the much bigger Danielle and am pretty excited getting a shot to to take Jolene's title in the near future, but all of that can wait for a while. We are visiting Jake's family on their farm several hours north of our home. It's a nice relaxing time, the kids are all playing, and everybody is getting along for the most part. There are several of us that are around the same age, including Jake's step sisters, Jaymie and Allie. Naturally, given my hobby, I wonder how I'd fare against either one of them, especially Jaymie. Even though Allie and I are nearly the same size and age, and would make a more natural match up.
Jaymie is the oldest a few months older than Jake. She's always been considered the smart one- and she is, but it has led to her being an arrogant know-it-all. What's more, even though she's nice enough, we don't agree on much. So, obviously she is the one that I imagine testing myself against just because she needs to be humbled.
I've gone over it in my head a hundred times since we got here. She is close to Danielle's size, a little taller at five foot nine and I'd guess she's close to the same weight. Maybe a little lighter around one hundred fifty-five pounds or so. Though, she is much fitter. That does give her a significant size advantage against my five foot five and a half, one hundred and thirty pound frame. She isn't as big as Danielle was and I took care of business that night, didn't I? She was an athlete in high school and is still in decent shape, looking softer than me but stronger. I can just see her light brown hair gripped in my hands and her hazel eyes glaring up at me in defeat as I sit atop of her naturally tan C cup chest.
My mind stops fantasizing for a bit and I go to check on the kids. As I'm coming back, Jaymie stops me in the hallway of the large farmhouse. "Having a good time, Kelli?" She asks. I smile and answer "Sure, I always do when I visit". Her demeanor changes a bit, "Look, I'll cut to the chase. I saw your 'pin' in your room...I have one too, consider yourself challenged. Follow me. We'll take the 'gator down to the far end of the pasture. Allie will meet us there in the truck, be the witness and film it." She's almost icy by the time she finishes. Then she walks off.
My competitive nature compels me to follow her out to the barn. We don't speak as she drives us out to the our field of battle. Jaymie stops at a clearing in the woods near a creek far enough from the house that we can fight all out and nobody will be able to hear or see us. Allie is there already, leaning against the
pickup while holding a camera. She asks us what rules do we want. "Domination rules.... fight until she surrenders" Jaymie says authoritatively.
Allie looks at me, "You good with that, Kelli?"
"Sure...sounds good to me" I reply.
I look over at Jaymie. She has pulled off her coat, shirt and shoes and is placing them on the gator. Now she's dressed in black leggings and a sports bra. With her wearing less, I get a better view of her. She is both stronger and thicker around the middle than I originally thought. Most noticeably her thighs, even through her leggings, I can see that they are powerful. She seems almost bored- I think this arrogant bitch thinks she isn't even going to break a sweat.
I strip down to my jeans and tank top. Even though the sun is strong today and it's still pretty chilly this time of year especially in the early evening, it's early spring and the cool air has me wishing I'd worn a bra and my nipples can't help but look like targets right now as they prominently push against the thin material of the white tank top. Allie helps me put my stuff in the truck. She pulls me aside and whispers "Be careful...and I hope you beat her ass, good luck". From the look on her face, I can tell the cute brunette has lost to her sister- probably more than once.
We take our places, standing about 10 feet apart, both of us are bare footed. Allie sets up the camera, then walks between Jaymie and I. "Kelli are you ready?" I nod affirmatively. "Jaymie...are you ready?" Allie asks.
Jaymie, with her eyes fixed on me, says "yes...start this thing". Allie backs out of the way before giving the "fight!" command.
I begin to circle, ready to feel out my opponent, but Jaymie doesn't waste any time and just comes straight at me. As soon as she closes the distance, my sister in law starts throwing punches. I'm able to dodge most but she lands a combo to my ribs that sends me backwards. I trip and fall to the ground on my back, landing with a thud in the soft,sandy mud at the edge of the creek Jaymie is on me immediately. I was able to get a knee in between us and keep her off of me. I manage to push her off and follow up by sinking my heel into her soft belly. She groans and backs off, motioning me to get up. "Alright bitch, you want to do this the hard way..." she says, still looking confident, even while rubbing her stomach.
I scramble back to my feet. I can feel the cool wind blowing against my back and right side as the air cools my skin, wet from the damp ground. Again, we are standing in front of each other. This time we both start circling each other. Wanting to seize the advantage, I charge in and grab her light brown hair. Yanking violently to try to get her to the ground. She responds in kind and we dance around the area. Splashing in the cold water and through grass and mud as we grunt and groan from our hair being pulled and the strain of trying to overpower the other woman.
It begins to become apparent, as she starts driving me backwards, that she is the stronger woman. Using her strength, she pushes me into a good sized oak tree, slamming my back into the rough bark several times, before sinking her knee into my stomach. The air is driven from lungs and she pins me to the tree.
I'm gasping, trying to catch my breath, but Jaymie is relentless, punching my belly over and over again. Fortunately for me, as big and strong as she is, she isn't a great puncher. While she is administering quite a beating to me, it could be much worse and I am somewhat able to weather the storm. Finally, I'm able to catch my breath enough to defend myself.
One of my hands goes into my sister in law's hair, the other to her throat. I try to push Jaymie backwards and get my back off of this tree. I hear the bigger woman groan as I strain against her. She retaliates by unleashing her claws on my breasts. As she claws my girls, she also is grinding my back against the bark of the tree. The thin material of my tank top does nothing to protect me, I can feel her nails digging into my chest and the tree scratching deeply into my back. I know she is the only one of us doing any damage and I can't figure out how to escape.
Finally, I can't take anymore and I have to let go of Jaymie's throat and hair. My hands go to my chest and try to wrench her claws from my increasingly mauled tits. I try to throw a knee to her crotch, but I can't get anything behind it and it lands with little more than a soft 'thud' against her inner thigh. "Dumb move, skank" she shrieks in anger. She grabs my hair and pushes my head into the tree. She drops her leg back and before I can even think to block it, her knee buries itself deep in to my belly. I let out a loud breathy grunt as the air rushes out of me. Then her knee slams into my gut again... and again.
Unable to breath, I fall to the ground on all fours. I can hear myself moaning and coughing, fighting to force some oxygen into my lungs. she releases my hair and grabs my tank top, violently slinging me around by it until it rips off and I land on the grass with a thud.
I might be topless and still in trouble, but at least I'm free of Jaymie's grip. I roll to my back and prepare for her to continue her attack on the ground, but she is still walking calmly, laughing as she approaches me, almost like she wants me to get up instead of jumping on me to finish it. I know she is bigger and the last thing I want is for her to get on top of me, I get back to my feet as fast as possible. I feel the scratches from being slammed into the tree starting to sting as the sweat runs into them.
Jaymie smiles sadistically, "You really aren't too bright are you, Kelli? You should have stayed down" She cracks her knuckles before she starts stalking me again. "I like it when a bitch has some fight in her...lets see how much you can take, shall we?"
With my top ripped off, my jeans ripped, my back scratched up, mud smeared all over, my bare chest heaving, hair disheveled, I probably look about how I feel- like I'm getting my ass kicked. Other than a sheen of sweat, a little mud on her knees and breathing heavier, Jaymie still looks like she did when the fight started.
This time, I think I'll try to out box my sister in law. Once we get with in range, I start throwing punches. I first land a jab, then a couple hooks to the body. Finally, I feel like I'm doing some damage. Jaymie throws a few sloppy, looping haymakers that I dodge and punish her for with body blows. Hearing the groans with each impact is building my confidence. Even though I'm hurting and exhausted, I know that I've found something that I can beat her with if I can last long enough. "What's the matter, Jaymie?.....it's been a while since you've had someone shut you up, hun?"
Jaymie sneers at me "Alright bitch, playtime's over..". She charges me, I land a couple punches as she closes the distance and ties me up in a clinch. She slips from the clinch into a bear hug. I let out a loud grunt as my lungs are crushed. I try to reciprocate with my own bear hug, but she has the leverage and I'm pretty well spent, so it's a pretty pathetic attempt. Even though I knew she was strong, I'm still pretty surprised at her strength. Then the larger woman picks me up and slams me to the grass. The impact hurts and stuns me momentarily.
I regain my bearings, and realize that I'm underneath my opponent. I feel her trying to pin my arms down and fight desperately to keep her from doing it. I claw and scratch her back. I grab her bra and try to use it as leverage to get her off of me. I feel her bra rip. "You bitch, you'll pay for that!" Jaymie snarls as she slams my hands above my head and plants her ass squarely on my chest.
I try to buck her off, but I can't get any traction on the wet grass. The larger woman stares down at me, with that same sadistic smile, as she sees that I'm trapped. Methodically, she moves my hands to where she can pin them underneath her shins. Once she has me completely mounted in a full schoolgirl pin, she reaches up and removes her destroyed sports bra. She covers my mouth and nose, using it to smother me. She plays with me by letting me get just enough air. I try to get her off of me, but between her sitting on my chest and smothering me with her bra, I have nothing left.
Once she senses me stop struggling, the bigger woman pulls my face into her womanhood, forcing my eyes to meet hers. "Awww Kelli, how's it feel?....knowing I'm better than you?" Jaymie says arrogantly. At this point, I know I should just give up, but that's not in my nature.
"Fuck.... you.....Jaymie!" I snap back. I make one last attempt to fight out. Using all of my strength I try to buck and kick, but my body doesn't respond. The hazel eyed amazon chuckles, she knows this fight is over. She pulls my face into her pussy again, this time tighter, smothering me. I can smell that besting me has aroused her. I feel humiliated to be beaten by a crotch smother from my sister in law, but I relent and tap out.
"What's that, Kelli? Do you have something to say, little weakling?" She says with contempt dripping from every word. As she pulls my face from her crotch and sliding her pussy under my chin, painfully tilting my head. I struggle to breath, but at least I can now.
"You win... I give up..." I respond, fighting for air and fighting back tears.
I lay there motionless as Jaymie roughly gets up, pushing off of me as she gets to her feet. She stomps down on my chest for her victory pose, reaffirming her dominance with authority as I lay sprawled out beneath her.
Next, she stands over me, straddling my body. She glares down at me "You're pathetic..." she spits out before dropping back down on my belly. I groan from the pain as she mounts me. Before I can react, she is slapping the hell out of me. She is screaming, in a rage "fucking... dumbass... bitch... you...need...to learn... your.. place...stupid...slut..." I start trying to fight back out of self preservation. My punches aren't that effective from on bottom, but it's enough to get her to stop slapping me.
I can hear Allie yelling "Stop it Jaymie, you won....she quit... stop!"
Jaymie hops up and snaps at Allie "Shut up, Allie- or do you want me to beat your ass- again". Allie backs down and Jaymie turns her focus back to me.
I've managed to make it back onto my hands and knees. The older woman marches back towards me, her blood lust evidently not quenched yet. I feel her foot connect with my pussy from behind. I cry out in pain, my upper body collapsing as my hands instinctively go to soothe my aching crotch. I'm whimpering, with my ass in the air and my face resting on the soft dirt. "Poor baby, are you crying now?" Jaymie says mockingly.
She walks around to my side, placing her foot on my hip, she nonchalantly kicks me onto my back again. I'm barely able to even writhe on the ground at this point, but I ready one more punch. Hoping that if she continues this that I'll have an opening to land a lucky shot. "I guess you know how I have really felt about you for all of these years....I have to admit, it feels damn good to teach you this lesson... It was so overdue" she says with that cold arrogance again as she walks around to my head.
'Just get a little closer, bitch. I have one more good punch left' I think to myself. I never get the chance as she quickly hops down and quickly places my head in between those two powerful thighs. I claw and scratch at her legs as she begins to squeeze. "I told you I give.... stop.... please.... you win" I plead as I feel my face turning red. "God, please...stop... please... Jaymie... please" I see the edges of my site turning black. Knowing she isn't going to stop and in a last act of defiance, I cry out once more "Fuck... you!" before everything goes black.
I come to with Allie sitting next to me. Jaymie is long gone. Allie checks on me asking if I'm okay before helping me to her pick up. She helps me get dressed and cleaned up as much as we can. I realize that my entire body is sore and the confidence I had after winning my last three matches is shattered. I look at Allie "What was that about?" I ask.
She looks at the ground when she answers "She usually goes a little overboard, but that was worse....worse than I've ever seen it- even worse than she did to me".
"So, she did something similar to you? Any idea why mine was worse?" I ask her.
Allie exhales deeply before answering "Well, back before Jake's dad married our mom, Jake and Jaymie dated- they were each other's 'first.' I think that she's still a bit territorial or something".
"Oh..." I say before falling silent. An anger builds in me for the entire ride back to the house. I know that I have to get better at this because I have to take that bitch down. The list of women that I feel like I absolutely must beat is getting longer and longer. Although the soreness over my entire body after my complete defeat reminds me that is will be a long while before that will happen.
Once we get back to the house, we explain away my injuries by saying that Jaymie and I had a wreck. I can tell that Jake knows what happened. Later on the drive home after the kid has fallen asleep, he and I talk about it. I tell him how I have to beat her and he says he'll train me. I know it might be a while before I stand a chance against her- hell, I know it will probably be a while before I even feel like fighting again.
