Kathleen had long waited for another crack at Jennifer, ever since her humiliating winter defeat at the gym in Jennifer's midwestern hometown several months' back. The memory of being strangled unconscious by the redhead still made her see red. Now it was summer in New England, from where Kathleen hailed, and she was determined to return the favor when the redhead came to town this week. They both had mutual friends in the area, and Jennifer was sure to show her face sooner or later. Kathleen knew she would have no problem in getting Jennifer to fight her again - the redhead was always as eager to combat as the brunette was, especially if it was against each other. Kathleen hoped the redhead's victory last time would make Jennifer overconfident, easier to defeat as she sought to equal the score between them. 1-0, Jennifer.

Kathleen only had to wait two days for her wish. Seeing Jennifer come out of Sherry's house one morning, wearing a floral print dress, she followed the redhead for a block or two, and was just ten feet or so behind Jennifer before she decided to speak up.

"Hey, bitch."

Jennifer turned, saw who it was, and smirked. "Well, look who it is. Hi, Kathleen. How's your throat?"

Kathleen, clad in a white T-shirt and blue shorts, glared daggers at the redhead. "Fine. We've still got a score to settle."

"What score?" mocked Jennifer. "I choked you out last time, and I'd do it again if you were stupid enough to ever fight me again."

"Yeah, Jenni, I guess I am stupid - but I think you only won last time because I cracked my head on the floor, not because you physically beat me. But whatever, Jenni."

Now it was Jennifer's turn to glare at the brunette. She hated - absolutely hated - being called Jenni. And she hated Kathleen even more. How she wanted to feel that neck in her hands again ...

"Fine." The redhead folded her arms across her ample chest. "You've got yourself a rematch! Where and when?"

Kathleen mused for a second. "The old beach. Tonight at twilight. Come alone like last time. I want you all to myself."

"But can you handle me, honey?"

"Guess we'll find out, sweetheart."

They gave each other one last menacing stare and then turned and went off in opposite directions. It was just past noon.

The afternoon came and went, and by the time the sun began to set in the western sky, both women had made their way to the old abandoned beach, a small, rundown stretch of yellowed sand. No one had come here in years, having gone farther down the coast to the bigger beaches with full modern amenities. No houses around here for almost a mile, either - none occupied, anyway. The air had just a touch of chill to it - worse if you had little or nothing on.

Which is what Kathleen and Jennifer planned on wearing. They had both arrived at the same time, and without a word began to remove their shoes, shirts, and cut-off jeans to reveal a pair of solid-color bikinis - Kathleen in purple, Jennifer in pink. Seconds later, the bikinis were off as well - they would only fight nude.

"Ready?" inquired Jennifer with a smirk as loosened her fiery hair from its clip and let her locks fall across the back of her neck and her shoulders. "You can still back out - or just get choked out. Again. Your choice, slut."

Kathleen shifted her weight to one hip and smiled, her long brown curly hair cascading about her back and shoulders. "Go for it, bitch."

Jennifer grinned and licked her lips in anticipation, then settled into a wrestler's crouch.

"Not here," stated Kathleen. Then she pointed out to the surf, about twenty yards away. "There. It'll add some ... unpredictability."

"I like the way you think," added Jennifer. "Not that I like you. Just the way you think."

"I'll like you when you're out cold. It's payback time," replied Kathleen.

"Whatever."

They made their way into the water until they were ankle-deep, wet gray sand oozing up between their toes. They turned and faced each other, bending at the knees and stretching out their arms and hands. Kathleen counted down with the fingers of her right hand. Five ... four ... three ... two ... one...

The battle was joined. Screaming at the top of their lungs, Kathleen and Jennifer rushed one another, bare feet splashing through the surf, until they crashed together, arms wrapping about upper bodies as they had in their first fight. Kathleen wrapped her arms around Jennifer's waist and began constricting, while Jennifer coiled her own arms around Kathleen's, pinning them tightly against the brunette's body as she started to squeeze. Twirling and twisting around, both women lost their footing and went down into the water, still grabbing each other tightly. Hitting the sand, they released their holds and went for each other's faces, scrabbling and slashing as they clawed and mauled each other's soft cheeks, noses, and mouths with their short but sharp nails. Jennifer cried out, only to take in a mouthful of water. She began coughing hoarsely, trying to breathe air again. Kathleen went for the redhead's eyes with her thumbs, but Jennifer seized the brunette's wrists and held her off. The redhead aided her efforts by planting her right foot against Kathleen's jaw, toes gripping the brunette's chin and pushing away at it. They twisted about in this fashion, corkscrewing towards the right, until Kathleen managed to push Jennifer's foot away from her face to get fully atop the redhead and straddle Jennifer in the wet sand.

Pulling out of her enemy's twin-handed grasp, Kathleen clamped her left hand over Jennifer's mouth while her right hand pinched Jennifer's nostrils shut, suffocating the redhead. Undeterred, Jennifer reached up with her own hands and squeezed them about Kathleen's throat, choking the brunette, as she loved to do. Both women's eyes were shut tight as they struggled to breathe, the outcome of the match resting in two sets of greedy, relentless hands as the sun set further.

Both women on defense, both on the attack, both finding it harder and harder to concentrate on two fronts as they found themselves in one of the stalemate that had marked their initial match.

"Bitch!" though Jennifer to herself as she labored for air. " I can't let her beat me - I can't - but I can't breathe!"

Similar thoughts flashed through Kathleen's mind as she felt Jennifer's thumbs pressing harder against her throat. "Slut's got a grip like a vise! How can this skinny bitch be so strong - how can she squeeze so hard from that position?"

Both unwilling to submit to the other, they struggled in this fashion for a few more moments until Jennifer, who was getting the worst of it with both her nose and mouth sealed off, released her chokehold and slammed her left fist into Kathleen's jaw. The brunette was stunned and fell to the side as she lost her grip on the redhead's face. Jennifer then rolled to the right, more and more until she was atop Kathleen, then she fastened her hands about the brunette's neck and began choking her again, and trying to finish the fight in the same fashion she had finished the first one.

Kathleen was far from finished, though, and reached up to clamp her own hands about the redhead's neck to return the favor. Grunting and groaning, they rolled over and over in the surf, first one woman on top and then the other, four hands tightening about two throats until at last Kathleen was on top. They choked and throttled and strangled each other for the next minute or so, each woman intent on ending the bout right then and there. Whispered gasps and curses emanated from their pursed lips and agonized windpipes until the brunette suddenly let go and began raining down a flurry of punches and slaps into the redhead's face. Shocked by the sudden beating she was receiving, Jennifer relinquished her grip and began trying to cover up with her elbows and forearms, but too late. A right hook caught her flush on the temple, knocking her senseless. Kathleen took advantage of the moment to reach down and clutch Jennifer's breasts, one in each hand, before squeezing them without mercy, as if they were party balloons she intended to pop.

Jennifer wailed like a banshee before burying her hands in Kathleen's long dark wet hair and yanking hard, trying to rip it loose from the brunette's scalp. Kathleen cried out herself before deciding to give Jennifer something else to scream about. Lowering her head as best she could as the redhead tugged away at her hair, she opened her mouth and snapped her head forward until she closed her jaws on the redhead's left breast and bit down hard, ivory white teeth sinking into soft, salty flesh.

Jennifer's screams the first time were as nothing compared to her new expression of anguish, as she felt the brunette's teeth sinking deeper and deeper into her gem of womanhood.

"I'll kill you!" she managed to splutter before resuming her hair-pulling attack. She tugged ad pulled an yanked for what seemed like all time until finally she felt Kathleen's mouth moving off her breast, heard the brunette squeal in agony and began to claw at Jennifer's hands, trying to dislodge them from her dark brown locks. Grabbing two of Jennifer's fingers, Kathleen pulled them back as hard as she could until Jennifer yelped and released her foe's hair. Kathleen backed off and softly massaged her damaged scalp, her tears mixing with the ocean brine that glistened over both their naked bodies.

Jennifer's eyes were wet with tears as well, and she cringed as she looked down to see the red marks carved into her left breast by her enemy's fangs. She felt her anger rising as well, and lunged at the brunette from her knees, surprising Kathleen who was also on her knees.

"Want to really see my tits up close, whore? Try these on for size!"

Grabbing Kathleen by the back of her hair and pulling her down by the head, Jennifer pressed the brunette's face up against her naked chest and began to breast-smother the brown-haired girl. Her oxygen supply cut off, Kathleen shoved frantically at Jennifer's shoulders, trying to escape, but Jennifer held her fast. The brunette became wide-eyed at her lack of air, but couldn't break free. Making matters worse, Jennifer reared back until her back was flat against the wet sand, making it easier for the redhead to stretch out her long legs and wrap them about the brunette's waist, further entrapping her. She cackled at her foe's struggles, feeling it was only a matter of time before the other woman was finished.

Then she felt Kathleen's teeth going to work again on her chest, Jennifer squealed, and immediately let go. Kathleen reared back and then plunged down with both her hands, fingers grabbing the redhead's throat and squeezing. Jennifer squeezed back with her thighs, but knew she was getting the worst of the exchange as Kathleen straddled her and began to pound her foe's red head against the wet sand, small waves washing around and over the two females as they struggled fiercely.

"How does it feel now, bitch?" mocked Kathleen. "Who's getting choked out now, witch? Who, huh? Who?!"

Feeling herself losing consciousness, Jennifer rammed the heel of her hand up under Kathleen's chin, again and again, alternating hands, until Kathleen's fingers lost their hold and fell away from her throat. Jennifer then reached up to clamp her hands about Kathleen's hanging breasts, and the brunette reached down to respond in kind, prompting more wails from the two lovely combatants as they tried to twist each other's tits off.

Suddenly Kathleen began to rise up, lifting Jennifer off the ground by her tits as the brunette tried to stumble to her bare feet. The redhead's agony was excruciating, but the brunette just wasn't strong enough. Stumbling back down into the surf, she wrapped her arms about Jennifer's waist and lifted her to a perpendicular position before crushing her in a bear hug. The redhead's hands were still fastened on her breasts and her legs were still entwined about the brunette's waist, but none of that mattered to Kathleen as she began to pour on the pressure, trying to snap Jennifer's spine. Jennifer's moaned in anguish as the brunette squeezed the life from her, but she was also saving her strength for her next attack.

A moment later she was on the offensive again, rearing up in Kathleen's arms to better position herself for her counterattack. squeezing the other girl's midsection with her smooth thighs as she made her move to finish the fight. Releasing Kathleen's breasts, she wrapped her hands about Kathleen's throat and began to once more choke the life from the lovely brunette, hands squeezing like a vise around the dark-haired girl's neck. Kathleen gasped, eyes shut in agony, while Jennifer gritted her teeth as she poured on the pressure with both her hands and legs. Both women grunted and groaned as they struggled, woman to woman, one female trying to escape, the other intent on destroying her. Losing consciousness as the breath was squeezed from her body, Kathleen finally fought back fast with several slaps to the redhead's face, causing Jennifer to lose her chokehold.

But now they were both off balance, Jennifer sailing through the air as she lost her grip, and Kathleen stuttering forward in relief of escape, and they both plunged headfirst into the brine behind them. The water was only about two feet deep at this point, but more than enough for someone to be drowned, which is what both girls were intent on doing to each other as they came to grips again in the waves. Lost in their rage and hatred was the cold of the water which covered them head to toe and had soaked their hair completely. Locking hands, they struggled and pushed against one another, but neither could take charge. Rising to their feet, they continued their test of strength, straining and struggling, until Kathleen launched out with a kick that caught Jennifer square in the cunt. Jennifer yelped and kicked Kathleen in the stomach, evening the damage done. Their fingers still locked, they began to push out further into the ocean, the surface rising first to their knees, then to their thighs, then waists, until finally they were up to their chests, hands still joined.

Suddenly Kathleen pushed off the bottom, and both women were thrust back into the sea with no footing under them. Now it was fight to the finish, with survival the prize. The stalemate was broken as Kathleen placed her hands atop Jennifer's head and tried to pull her under the water. Jennifer responded by clamping her hands about either side of Kathleen's neck and trying to drag her under the waves. Their legs kicked furiously below as they fought at the surface, each trying to drown the other. Without warning Jennifer then surprised Kathleen by pushing forward, the redhead kicking her legs up and over to force them both below, her hands still around the brunette's neck.

They headed for the bottom, Jennifer kicking in rhythmic strokes as Kathleen pushed away at her foe's chin and face, trying to throw her off. This is bad, thought Kathleen to herself. She was at home in the water, having been a sailor since she was little girl; but Jennifer had been a competitive swimmer and diver in high school, and hers was the advantage beneath the surface. She began to throttle Kathleen, shaking the brunette's head back and forth as she tried to wrestle her opponent to the sea bed. Kathleen could feel the breath being choked from her body, but she couldn't throw the redheaded water witch off of her, even as she pinched Jennifer's nostrils shut and clamped one of her hands over her mouth again - a futile effort, since Jennifer was already holding her breath. To make matters worse for Kathleen, Jennifer was trying to wrap her legs about the brunette and pin her arms to her sides as she did at the very start of the bout.

No! thought Kathleen. If she pins my arms and straddles me at the bottom, I'm dead. Just as Jennifer powered her down to the bottom so that Kathleen was flat on her back, Kathleen made a last-ditch effort and did the only thing she could. Reaching beneath her enemy, she found Jennifer's pussy with her right hand and squeezed as hard as she could, even as she felt her life running out between Jennifer's fingers ...

It worked. The redhead grimaced in pain and let go, but the brunette did not. She continued her attack, squeezing as hard as she could, and brought her other hand to join the fray. Jennifer began to panic, trying to pull away, but Kathleen had her now. One final squeeze, and Kathleen was in complete control. Her advantage established, Kathleen began raking her foe's womanhood with her nails, harder and harder, until the redhead offered no resistance whatsoever. Kathleen then glided backwards in the water, placed the soles of her bare feet against Jennifer's breasts, and thrust her away, before heading for the surface and some much needed air, the redhead too agonized to try and pull her under again.

Returning to the world above, Kathleen sucked in a few lungfuls of sea air, her breasts heaving up and down, before seeing Jennifer surface a few feet away, still clutching her wounded crotch. Obviously in pain, the redhead tried to swim for the shore, but the brunette rushed over and caught her from behind. They were thigh-deep as Kathleen reached around in front and clutched her foe's breasts before squeezing them without pity. Jennifer moaned long and loud as the brunette had her way with her, sinking her nails deep into the delicate flesh, crushing the soft mounds like wet sponges, once in awhile even pulling mercilessly at the erect nipples with her fingertips.

"God, leave me alone ... " begged the redhead, on her last legs despite a valiant effort. She tugged at Kathleen's wrists, trying to pull those vicious hands off, but her attacker's grip was too strong.

"I will when I'm done with you, bitch," was Kathleen's sinister reply.

She squeezed even harder now, Jennifer's moans filling the air, Kathleen's mind heady with triumph: I'm going to win! I'm going to finally beat this bitch! I'm going to win! I'm going to ...

Fall. Before she realized what was happening, Kathleen was toppling backwards into the surf with Jennifer atop her. The sneaky redhead had placed her foot behind Kathleen's ankle and shoved backwards with her butt, knocking the brunette off balance.

Kathleen was the first to regain her knees, but before she could turn to face her foe, she felt a weight upon her back and pressure building under her chin. She then realized that Jennifer had jumped on her back and trapped her in a camel clutch, the redhead's hands interlaced beneath Kathleen's jaw and pulling upwards like crazy. Kathleen's hands flailed in front of her as sought escape, but now it was the redhead in control, rearing back, intent upon snapping her adversary in two.

"Gonna break you in two, bitch. Gonna snap your spine like a twig," taunted the redhead.

Growing desperate, Kathleen reached behind her and did the only thing she could, wrapping her arms around Jennifer's legs, which thankfully had not made their way under Kathleen's armpits, in which case escape would have been impossible. Summoning all her strength, Kathleen reared up and pitched forward, sending Jennifer tumbling ass-over-teakettle. Free gain, Kathleen decided she had better finish the bitch before Jennifer got lucky again.

Reaching down and in front of her, Kathleen secured her hands about the redhead's neck from behind and began throttling her. Jennifer went wide-eyed and tried to claw her way loose, but the brunette only squeezed harder. She shook the redhead back and forth, sapping her rival's strength, as the last vestiges of light flickered from the sun on the horizon. She held the cruel hold for a long, lingering few minutes, before releasing Jennifer and watching her fall face down in the wet sand, scant yards from the dry beach. Kathleen dropped down upon her foe and shoved her head deeper into the mud, before grabbing her by the back of the hair and sloshing her back and forth in the water to clean her up. Jennifer offered no resistance at this point, and Kathleen pulled her all the way up and tossed her bodily back into the ocean. Kathleen relaxed for a minute as the redhead gurgled and gasped as the waves washed over her face, before seizing Jennifer by the ankles and dragging her to shore on her back.

Kathleen lifted Jennifer to her feet by her hair again before seizing her about the waist in a fight-finishing bearhug. Jacking Jennifer upwards so that not so much as a toe touched the ground, Kathleen squeezed her enemy with all her remaining might, Jennifer's arms hanging uselessly at the sides. Kathleen held this way for long moments before steeling her self for one final backbreaking squeeze. The redhead cried out slightly as all the pressure in the world collected in her waist, and the next thing she knew was the feeling of being hoisted ever higher in the air and then bodyslammed heavily to the sand. She tried to rise, but Kathleen dropped down on her chest with both knees, knocking her flat. Kathleen then straddled her prey, pinning Jennifer's arms beneath her own thighs, yellowed sand sticking to both of their wet bodies.

Jennifer was trapped underneath her dark-haired opponent. Exhausted, he knew escape was impossible, but she would never admit defeat. She summoned all her flagging energy in a last-ditch show of strength,

She bucked up and down, trying to throw Kathleen off, but the brunette maintained her position, hands wrapped tightly around Jennifer's wrists. She sneered as she began to press down on the redhead with her full weight.

"Ready to call it quits?" inquired the dark-haired beauty. "There's no way you're gonna get out of this."

"Screw you, bitch!" shot back Jennifer, even as the air was slowly crushed from her chest. "If I wasn't stuck, I'd be kicking your fat ass!"

"Really," snickered Kathleen. "Well, slut, fact of the matter is, you are stuck, and you're gonna stay stuck." She gripped Jennifer's wrists even tighter as she began to bounce up and down on her prey, tight butt-cheeks squashing the other girl's ample breasts.

Jennifer groaned as Kathleen increased the pressure, but her strength was spent. It was all she could do to lay there and hurl insults up at her captor, even as she struggled to breathe.

"You got lucky, that's all!" she gasped in pain. "No way are you tougher than me! Next time I'll pound senseless!"

"Stuff a sock in it, bitch, there isn't going to be a next time," retorted Kathleen coolly, even as she poured on the pressure.

"Well, finish me, you stupid slut!" spat the fiery redhead with the last of her air, defiant until the end. "Come on!"

Kathleen just stared at her victim for a long moment in disbelief, astounded by her foe's arrogance and stupidity. An evil smile then began to crease the brunette's pouty lips.

"You look a little bit out of breath, bitch," she whispered. "Here, let me help ... "

Kathleen immediately released Jennifer's wrists, although the redhead's arms were still solidly pinned beneath the brunette's knees; then in one swift motion, she fastened her hands around Jennifer's neck and began squeezing. The redhead began to cough and sputter as the brunette began throttling her. Kathleen closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as stepped up her attack, shaking Jennifer's head up and down against the sand as she choked the life out of her adversary, finally paying her back in full for her shameful defeat in their first fight.

Jennifer was totally helpless, unable to defend herself with her arms and legs pinned, and could do nothing as Kathleen proceeded to finish her off. Tightening her hands like a vise about the redhead's throat, the brunette maintained her murderous stranglehold and choked the other girl mercilessly for the next minute or two until Jennifer was out cold. The redhead's tongue lolled out of her mouth and a thin line of spittle dripped from the corner of her lips as she lay there unconsciousness, the breath totally squeezed from her body.

Kathleen rose to her feet and stood over her unconscious foe, smiling all the while as she looked down at Jennifer. "Who got choked out this time, bitch?"

Tie game, she thought. 1-1.