2 girls, one job opening, no other options...
Davinasatingirl: The best time it seems to settle our differences is after work, vying for a promotion we stay later often, so there's less chance we'll be bothered on our way out.. and going to the elevator, an emergency stop won't cause suspicion either if we are the last to use it. Dressed in my red satin blouse over a black camisole with short heels and red stockings, they lead up to my knee length pleated black satin skirt.. my hair back in a slightly wild pony tail, since I don't always keep my raven hair straight. 5'9" without a few more inches in heels, 136 lbs and 36B, pushed up a bit more thanks to my bra, I step into the elevator and use my brief case to keep the doors open if need be, the only nicety in store for you.
RuroniHS: I make my way through the empty office to our agreed upon elevator. With my formal business blouse and just-a-bit-too-short-for-business skirt, I certainly didn't appear to be dressed for war. However, once I see you standing there, waiting for me, my lip curls into a sadistic grin. At 134 lbs, I slightly smaller, but I don't think those two pounds will make a difference. I calmly walk into the elevator and take off my heels, hanging them on the railing that ran along the elevator. "You can still go before you get hurt," I taunt. I know you won't back down, though, and don't want you to. YT
Davinasatingirl: I smirk a bit, no you don't seem quite ready for war.. unless your formal blouse is black or some other dark shade. Sliding my brief case back in, I set it and my purse in the corner by the panel I stand beside. "I won't be the one getting so hurt, Ruroni." Confident as expected, and thinking I have your name right.. seeing you slip off your heels I hit the button for the lobby, and by the time my heels are also off and hanging by the control panel, I hit the stop button between floors a couple of floors along our descent. Tilting my head to the side I set my hands on my hips. The weight difference seems to lay in our similar size, namely you do seem to be bustier. Yt
RuroniHS: I put my hands on my hips as well and move towards you. I don't have to go very far in this cramped elevator. There is nowhere to run in this fight. My chest presses against yours, a larger D-cup, and I glare at you, my chest rising up and down with every breath. My heart races, my body tenses, and then the violence commences. I whip my left hand up to yank on your hair, pulling your head sideways, and batter the side of your face with my other fist. "Bitch! You don't belong in this office! I swear I'll kill you!" YT
Davinasatingirl: In the pose before you, my blouse is knotted low along my belly.. and soon we approach, glaring at one another. My slimmer chest presses into yours as I keep my chin up, hands raise though in our collision course.. as you pull my hair and go for a quicker cheap shot to my face I groan from the blow but respond my hefting my right knee up to drive right into your midsection, hands snapping up to at least your hips to pull you into it if need be.. and be ready to push you away but I'm just as sure to keep swinging if you do. I'll save my words for later, since I don't need to be socked while yapping. My glares say plenty... Yt
RuroniHS: "Huurgh!" You knee slams into my gut and my body shudders. I'm suddenly grateful for all the days I spent at the gym, and you can feel how solid my abs are, even through my blouse. It will take a bit more punishment than one knee to fold me. I tighten my grip in your hair and then grab your shoulder, digging my nails into it. I scream and push you with all my strength, trying to slam you into the wall of the elevator. I'm sure that the hand rail will not be pleasant on your lower back... YT
Davinasatingirl: I feel your strong abs take it with stride.. and your claws grip my shoulder with some bite of their own. The sudden pushing after you groan off the hit draws me to keep in some step but I raise one foot back, planting my heel.. I've taken such a railing to my back before and it isn't fun outside of pure masochism. Bracing my foot on the elevator wall I try to, hope you, run into my knee as it gets bent into place.. if not then I will be eating the railing fully otherwise. Maybe the second knee will wind you some, the jarring motions keep me from slugging at you out right but I will see, how these things pan out as the moments grow very intense in a hurry. Yt
RuroniHS: I feel your strength as you resist my shove. I know I won't be able to take you down easy. By bracing yourself against the wall, it makes you very hard to push you, and saves you from slamming into the railing. Then, I feel your knee ram into my gut yet again. I cringe and groan in pain. You were really trying to work my body! However, I notice that now you only have one foot on the floor with the other on the wall. I take this chance and sweep at your grounded leg with my foot. Hopefully, I could knock you on your ass and really start beating on you. YT
Davinasatingirl: Tough in your own right, I managed a good counter and you exploit my precarious sense of balance at the moment. Sweeping out my other leg I keep my hands on you, trying to twist you as I fall.. keep my knee into you even as I push off the elevator wall with my heel and toes. If all goes well I can drop with you.. knee'ing you into the floor, but if not I'll be tossed and tumbled, not quite sure where I end up as I lose any other control over my position. "Ughn!" Rough patches in any landing, you'll be a tough nut to crack but where there's a will there's a way.. Yt
RuroniHS: I feel you grabbing me, trying to drag me down with you, and I don't want to let that happen. I know it will be a much tougher fight once we're all knotted up. As I start to tip over, I reach out and grab the railing. I'm bent over with you pulling on me, but I'm still standing. I grip the railing firmly, then wind back and kick you in the side like as soccer player. "Fucking bitch!" I scream, and then go to kick you again. YT
Davinasatingirl: Groaning as I hit the floor I see I still have a hold on you, though it isn't much of a useful one especially as you lean and swing a kick while gripping the rail. I get an idea in the rush of adrenaline as you send pain up and down my thigh with your kick that echoes in the confined space, "Aahh!" I yelp from it, but shoot my other leg up, trying to kick you in the side from below.. and drill your other side or belly, or back for all I care, into the railing.. releasing you before I do of course, I don't like being in half a knot already and try to roll away. A second kick is sure to send me rolling faster, pain in my own midriff, unless I disrupt your kick of course. YT
RuroniHS: I feel the satisfying thud of my foot against your body and relish in the sound of your yelp, but only briefly. Your own kick slams into my side, sending me staggering back. "Uhhh..." I groan as I wince in pain, and you get your reprieve to roll away. I likely would have been knocked on my ass if I wasn't holding onto the railing. I take a moment to breathe, one hand on the rail, the other rubbing my aching side. I worked up a bit of a sweat from the first clash, and catch my breath as you get up. YT
Davinasatingirl: Less of a real reprieve, it does help me get back to my feet since ground and pound isn't where I'd like things to go so soon, and not with me on the receiving end. Panting a little, it is off to a heated start, and I groan some from residual aches.. but I am quick to fire off another knee to clap at your nearest calf. I'd have tried for a sweep before myself, but your grip wouldn't let you fall anyway.. so I'm glad to hear more of your groans and taut muscles softening maybe even. My hands up.. I shuffle in relative place, seeing how you'll intend to clash again. YT
RuroniHS: I'm on to your constant knee attacks now and I'm able to shift my leg out of the way to avoid the brunt of your attack. You are certainly correct about my muscles becoming tender after your knees and I won't be eager to take many more. I see you bring your hands up, ready for more, but you seem reluctant to attack right away. I decide to take the initiative instead. I bring my hands up as well, clenching my fists, and throw a crisp right cross at your jaw. My toned arms have spend many days in the gym preparing for this strike. YT
Davinasatingirl: I am a bit wary to charge you, but I'm not as reckless as I used to be either. Braced for you, it is time to change things up.. I keep my arms up in a guard and use my left forearm to deflect and block your punch sending it to the side. Leaning ina bit to the side my own right swings up, aiming for a chin checking upper cut since you seem so intent on us having obvious signs of our struggle to stir gossip around the office.. but I feel a sting in my arm more than usual. While I focus on my leg strength, you seem to be pumping your arms up in anticipation of our disputes to settle. "Agh.." YT
RuroniHS: "Unnh!" Your fist rocks my chin pretty good and my legs wobble. I lean back, holding myself up with both hands on the railing, but before you can take advantage of my complete lack of a guard, I bring my leg up and launch a strong front kick at your stomach. The muscles in my thigh tense and I use the wall to brace myself, maximizing the strength of the kick. You're not the only one who can punish the body. YT
Davinasatingirl: You aren't the only one with some boxing skill ither.. but I don't let this thought linger for long as you launch your own harsh kick, burying your heel in my belly.. knot dug in making me cough and gag out a sputter. Staggering back some I curl up a little, my belly is belly-dancer tough but with max power I reel back and groan, "Aauuwwwnn!" Sucking in air again as best I can.. trying to keep my arms raised though even with my eyes bulging slightly. Yt
RuroniHS: I grin in satisfaction when I see the effect of my kick. "You're mine now, bitch!" I growl, as I push off the wall and bring my fists back up. I can see in your face that you're hurt and want to take advantage of it. I throw a couple of quick jabs at your head, expecting you to block it, but then loop and uppercut towards your chin. I hope to split the gap in your guard and put you on your ass again. YT
Davinasatingirl: Groaning, I pull my back straight as you assert you think you can drop me with the next assault. Taking your seriously for it I do keep my guard up, not so content to throw jabs myself.. the blocking aches my arm but my other arm snaps in, trying to elbow you in the side of your jaw before, but it seems like you are gunning fast for me and I'll take one on the chin.. though some hope I'll weaken your resolve a bit. Staggering back into the wall and arching my back for the hit on the railing either way, I hiss and groan, trying to keep aware in case you need a good knee or kick to keep you at bay. Yt
RuroniHS: I feel my fist connect cleanly with your jaw, but surprisingly you don't drop. "Damn, this chick is tough," I think, as I chase after you. But, I eat a hard elbow that splits my lip. I taste blood in my mouth and go to touch my lip. I'm infuriated that you made me bleed, and rush at you. I feel your knee slam me in the gut as I approach. God it hurts so much now. But I stumble towards you rather than away, and swing hooks wildly at your face. My body presses close to yours to minimize the impact of your knees, but keep on striking. I want to bust up your pretty face for the cut you left me with. YT
Davinasatingirl: I'm pretty stunned but I do try to hold out, I don't go down with just a couple of punches.. even if you hit harder than most do. Groaning, I spout back at you, "I'm not weak like Danielle is bitch, and I do hope you crushed her eggs you bitch." I manage between our many, increasing strikes, your wilder swings catching me in the side of the head and clipping my nose.. but not issuing blood. "Aauuggh!" I groan and growl, glad my elbow hurt you good.. my next knee is with the other leg, aiming for your inner thigh. I swing less wildly, aiming low.. trying to hook into your belly, a wilder punch of my own straying for your breast as I abandon defense, your wild strikes going at angles I can't block without a more kung fu mind set. YT
RuroniHS: It's an all-out brawl now and I need to focus on my sheer hatred of you to push through the pain. My face is flushed and I'm sure my abs are bruising, but I still land many good hits to your face. Each smack is satisfying, my legs start to weaken from your low knee. "Uuuurgh," I groan, your hooks to my body thumping painfully into my abs. I grab onto your shoulder and sink my nails into you, leaning against you to remain standing. I cant take many more body blows. I take a deep breath, wind back with my right hand, and slam a focused blow at your temple as hard as I can. Maybe if I can win in the wild swings, I'll have better luck focusing it all into one strong blow. YT
Davinasatingirl: Brawling, I'm apparently doing a number to your lower body but you are making my head ache and vision blur. I can't take many more shots to the skull without shielding myself, and my heart races knowing you are dead-set on doing just that. "Aaaggghhh..." Feeling you clawing into my shoulder once more, as if to keep me in place to hit the nail for the last time, I am tired of having my back against this painful railing and wall.. desperately I grab your arm at my shoulder with both hands and twist in place. Trying to drive you into the wall beside me.. or where I was standing as I twist in place. My face is likely starting to bruise as badly as your abs, and might delay your devastating punch by throwing you into the wall and getting away from you as best I can.. finding a way to channel my anger and skills being saved for after I see how that goes, if I can see at all still. Yt
RuroniHS: Leaning on your for support, there is little I can do to stop your maneuver. I stumble to the side and my lower back slams into the railing. "Gaaahhh!" My face contorts in pain and my knees buckle. However, I know you have to be hurting having spent so much time against the railing yourself. I'm sweating profusely now and gasping for air. Several of the buttons on my blouse have come undone in the skirmish, revealing a bit of my bra. But I still didn't get to nail you with that punch. My saving grace is the size of the elevator. Were it a larger room, I might have tumbled several feet away, but there was nowhere to run in this cramped chamber. I grit my teeth and lunge at you. You bought yourself a few seconds, but my punch still flies at you, sailing towards your temple. I'm wobbly and off balance, but there is still plenty of power left in it. YT
Davinasatingirl: I bought myself some time, and with the beating, I'm not as quick to hit you while your knees are buckling. Backed up a bit I try to keep my guard up, not that it will help a lot. Your hard punch is thrown straight away, catching my hand that resides near my temple, while I pant and sweat just as badly as you do.. being clobbered a fair bit I sail to the other side, which is the doors of unforgiving flat metal. Dazed, my hand hurts as badly as my temple, back to you for a few seconds I twist to my better side and pitch my leg up hoping to nail you with a side kick to keep you at bay and hurting on a increasingly serious level like I am. If my face is beading blood its from the welts, feeling some head-spin but I can't let it get to me.. not with how determined you are to beat me beyond senseless. Yt
RuroniHS: The momentum from my own punch sends me stumbling forward, and I catch myself on the wall next to you "Just... give up... bitch..." I pant. I'm hurt and exhausted, but I just landed a hell of a blow, and I know I can still win. I see your leg come up and twist my body, shielding my abs, but taking the hit to the thigh. I cringe, and limp a bit as I a move in for the next swing. You've been guarding yourself well, and I count on that as I wind up for another big right. However, that is a feint. Instead I sweep a left uppercut to the underside of your tit, then follow up with a right straight, this one flying to meet the tit head on. YT
Davinasatingirl: I pant and gasp.. I see you are also suffering but I can't tell how much. I should hit you in the head more and I wouldn't be left guessing. Trying to keep my guard up, hands protecting my head with my elbows pointed forward.. unfortunately you start to aim lower after the feint which I fall for some. Trying to weave away from it you catch me in the tit! Upper cut no less, I yell out and gasp hard, "AAUUGH!" I have you limping at least, but the straight right.. I try to block by lowering my hips and have you punch my elbow but I may simply be too slow and too stunned to react in time, as you throw a fast combo. One that leaves my entire bosom aching fierce and staggering back.. but I can try to kick at your thigh from the outside again as you keep on the attack with my defense weakening, trying to chop your busty body down like a tree.. "Maybe.. you should.." I gasp out, hard to talk with a sore jaw and lungs currently reeling from the titty punches! Yt
RuroniHS: My punches are landing, and that encourages me to keep going. However, your kick smacks right into my thigh before I can deliver more punishment. "Ahh!" I yelp, and I drop down to one knee. This is bad. I'm so close to beating you, yet I'm the one on the ground. I try to get up, but the charlie horse you left me with keeps me on one knee. So, I resort to swinging a pair of punches deep into your lower belly. "RAAAA!" I scream as I throw everything I have into those punches. YT
Davinasatingirl: I smile a little through a sore lip as I see you are down and can't really get up. Win or lose, you aren't going to forget that fearful feeling I'm very sure, as I lean forward to grab you by your gorgeous hair. Rearing back my other leg for a knee I intend to devastate your pretty face now when you swing, drumming into my lower belly hard.. making my blouse knot bounce off my abs whether or not you also dig them into me. "AAUUW! UUHHHNN!" I freeze up in place some, my foot lowering, I get ready to try to just throw my knee forward into your face but I can't be sure how many times you'll keep hitting as it slows my attack, sending shudders through me. YT
RuroniHS: I feel your hands grip my hair, and I know all too well how bad this situation is. I've done this to so many bitches before and I know that one good knee could end this fight. I scream and desperately pump four more fists into your gut, and then launch an uppercut right between your legs. If this doesn't work... I don't know what will happen. YT
Davinasatincourt: "Aauuuggghhh!!" Oooh fuck those series of punches really starts to hurt and digs deep, making me cough and sputter.. you manage to keep my knee from doing more than jerking half way to your face as the assault prevails enough. I close my eyes some trying to push past it when you low blow me as hard as you can.. the upper cut up my skirt is pretty devastating. A fresh target, but a sensitive one... my knees start to buckle almost instantly. As my hands slip from your hair I muster what strength I can, and albeit on the weak side, try my best to clock you on top of the head with my elbow as I sink to my own knees with a from there trembling, gasp riddled shudder and coughing, panting fit... I'd curse but I can barely breathe straight and hope I put a pause to your frenzy for it. YT
RuroniHS: "Gahhhh!" My ears ring and my eyes water when your elbow crashes down on my head. However, my face wasn't mashed to a pulp, and when I look up, I see you at eye-level with me. I've got you! I don't give you even a second to breathe. With tears streaming down my cheeks, my hands whip up to your hair, and I repeatedly bang your head into the metal doors. My head is spinning, and my vision is blurred, but I just keep slamming, hoping you'll finally give out. YT
Davinasatingirl: I feel real alarm as you grab my hair, and instead of go for any punches, go for the door! I do keep my arms up as best I can, making the first go of it less devastating.. but holy hell does my whole arm AND hand hurt now. My other arm desperately swings, trying to pulp your face a bit with a stiff fore-arm.. and to drive you into the doors with me on the second slam, as my arm has given out on that side. I whine as I gasp out.. but kind of hope that deters you from more easily brutalizing me to a finish. Right about now I might even consider that give up proposal, but we've gone so far now.. and you may be just as distressed but I use what sparks of fight I have left in me. "Aauuwwgggnnn.." My body is giving out on me, though with such blurred vision, I have no clue what signs you're expecting.. this has been rather rough, even by my usual standard. YT
RuroniHS: I can barely even process what's happening anymore. I'm exhausted and hurting everywhere, and you just keep hitting me. My face explodes with pain from your forearm as blood trickles down from my lip. My head spins and everything goes fuzzy when my head slams into the doors. I don't have the strength to to slam your head anymore. I lean against you, gasping and crying. One hand locks up in your hair, and I blindly hammerfist you in the head and face with the other. I can't go on much longer, though. The strength in my arms is draining, and I don't think I have much more fight in me. YT
Davinasatingirl: I know I don't have any more fight left in me, hardly, one can always surprise themself.. like you hammer fisting me n the head and face as you grip my hair. I slump mutually into you as I breath hard and shudder, trying to shield my face more, I'd even consider trying to bear hug you into submission but my one arm is messed up. Not really messed up but the metal door hitting my 'funny bone' is never so funny. Damn nerve, makes it pretty useless, and I rabbit punch at your belly side with my good arm as I sink into you.. coughing and groaning near your ear. Probably bleeding where you punched my already welted face/head, at least I try to bury my face in your neck and shoulder, but you are holding my hair.. and I shake my head a bit, I might quit but you keep hitting me and I try my best to hit you back but it is all very draining.. and unless we do stop we might find ourselves unable to even leave this building until strangely late at night. YT
RuroniHS: My side flares with pain again, and my punches get weaker and weaker. Eventually, I just can't hit you anymore, and both my hands knock up in your hair. One more sharp pain to the side, and I keel over to that side, dragging you down with me. "Just... fucking... quit..." I gasp. I don't have the strength to hit or hurt you anymore. If you can keep fighting after all of this... you can have the job. YT
Davinasatingirl: I can't muster the strength any more either. It's not like we can tie for the job, or our pride either.. but I squirm as you drag me down and I just lay there, cringing as you pull my hair. I slap my good hand on your belly side and breathe a little easier, slowly working my legs to assure myself I can even move them. "You're.. lucky.. I can't.. knee you back.. for that low blow..." I huff out, trying to claw your belly but there's no strength there, not like how you grip my scalp. "Fine.. slut.. but this... THIS isn't over.. I.. haven't.. draw in.. a long time." I wheeze out a little, hurt all around pretty good but my face feels it the most, where as I think I turned your toned body to mush effectively. Yt
RuroniHS: I let go of you and roll onto my back, chest heaving. A stalemate. Neither of us had the strength to finish the other off. This is how it had to be for now. However, I agree with you about one thing. This was NOT over. "Next time... you're... dead... cxnt..." I pant. The two of us lay there in the elevator for some time, before finally mustering the strength to go home.
