I don't like you...

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Kelly had been working in the company for two years now, when Pristine started to work there. From the very start they both knew, that they would collide in one way or another. Pristine was a gorgeous looking dark haired beauty in her end twenties. Kelly was as gorgeous as Pris, but blonde and seemed a few years younger. For some strange reason they simply didn't like each other at all. Especially for Pris this was rather strange, because normally she could get along well with all sorts of people. But this time it was different. Pris couldn't put her finger on it, but it was there. Fortunately their offices were on opposite ends of the hallway. At least they had been until one fine day, when the company decided to do some renovations on the offices at the upper hallway. Six offices there were supposed to become a new meeting room. In preparation to this, the employees from the upper hallway had to move. Nobody could explain why especially Kelly was placed in Pris' office. Ok, it was a rather big office for just one person anyway and even a second and so unsused desk has been there already. But moving together employees from different departments was a strange thing to happen.

On the first day of working in the same room, they didn't say a single word to each other and simply ignored each other. The second day went by as the first one. On the third day, in the afternoon, Pris looked up and over to Kelly. She waited patiently until Kelly might take notice of Pris looking over, which happened after a minute or so.

Kelly glared back "What's up?"

"Nothing really..." replied Pris. "I was just wonder..."

"About what?" Kelly harshly cut into Pris' words.

"Us..." Pris simply said then after a few seconds of silence.

A long minute crawled by, both women just looking into each other's eyes. Just as if they would try to stare each other down.

"I don't like you Pristine." Kelly bursts out finally, still glaring into Pris' eyes.

"Oh... How come? I mean, you don't even know me?" asked Pris, emphatically calm and still looking back.

"Dunno..." admitted Kelly. "You know, it's like you see someone for the very first time, and the only thing you wanna do is hit the person squarely across the face..." explained Kelly calmly as if she was talkling about the weather, and made a gesture as if hitting an imaginary person right in the face to emphasize her words. Pris' eyes widened a bit in surprise. She wasn't really sure whether it was because of the bluntness of Kelly's words or the fact that this explanation was about the longest speech she had ever heard from Kelly within two months. It almost seemed as if Kelly had just waited for this opportunity.

"I think I know what you mean..." started Pris.

"No you don't!" snapped Kelly, appearently upset now. "You think I don't know you? Wrong! I do know you. I've seen you in the gym where I'm working out. There's always this 'hey don't I look beautifull' attitude you show off there."

Pris grinned at these words. Well, she knew Kelly wasn't right with that, but she also knew that some people might mistake her gestures that way. After some weight lifting she had this habbit to brush her sweaty hair back with her fingers. Bending her curvous body back while doing this was surely an eyecatcher for all the men and maybe even the women there. And between her repetitions she liked to pose a bit to relax her body.

"... it seems as if you would only be there to show yourself off!" continued Kelly.

The grin on Pris' lips froze at those words. She was proud of her athletic, muscular body. She had put lots of effort and sweat into it to look the way she wanted to, and so if anybody presumed that she wouldn't work out correctly, but only to show off her looks... Whilst Pris thought about this, Kelly stood up from her chair and walked around the table. Pris did the same, and so they kinda met in front of the two desks, still glaring into each others eyes.

"I've never seen you in the gym." stated Pris.

"How would you? You're so self-centered there! So concentrated on looking good! When I look at you through the windows from the boxing room, I always have to pull myself together to not come over and give you a punch right into your so sweet face!"

Pris used the ring in the boxing room too. Every other week she did some sparring and wrestling training, but apparently she had a different time schedule than Kelly. Then Pris chuckled. It was somewhat funny that Kelly as a grown up woman was that jealous or whatever on her.

"What are you chuckling and grinning about? Am I that funny to you?" shouted a more and more upset Kelly and pushed Pris back...

"Hey! Don't, or..."

"Or what?" hissed Kelly. She closed her right to a fist and performed a direct punch to the bridge of Pris' nose, only that she didn't actually hit, but stopped an inch before impact. Pris didn't move a bit. She just looked calmy into Kelly's eyes. It appeared to Pris that this could only be settled with a fight. Not with words but with fists.

"Ok. Since we both know this gym, why don't we just meet there, and..."

"Uh-oh, now I'm scared..." snickered Kelly. "As if you actually would have a chance..." She pretended another blow into Pris' face, but her fist got caught in Pris' open hand. Kelly's eyes widened a bit in surprise. "Hmm... maybe the beauty queen does have a slight chance, ay?" Kelly said.

"I wouldn't bet on the opposite..." Pris replied calm but determind. "Tonight in the gym. The ring will be ours at 8pm, and then we'll see..."

"You sound very sure of yourself Pristine. Maybe I've the wrong impression of you, but then I don't tink so." Kelly pushed Pris back again and left the office. Pris watched her leaving and looked at the clock: 3pm. Well why not. She already had a few over hours this week and so she left the office as well and went home. A few hours to prepare for the fight. Tonight at 8pm would've been her normal training, so she knew that nobody would be there except for her sparring partner Judy. They had planned some wrestling for fun. Appearently Kelly didn't know whether or not Pris was having some experiences in fighting. Pris called Judy and told her, what would happen tonight. She understood, but said, she would be there just in case. She explained that she'd heard of a very ambitious, if not over ambitious fighter doing her workouts and training in the gym. If that would be Kelly, she surely would not be there alone either. Pris agreed and said she'd be there around 7pm.

Time flew by and Pris had to hurry to the gym. When she got there, Judy was already there. She told Pris that two others had arrived just now, and that they were in the locker room. Pris grinned, and went there with Judy following. When she opened the door she was welcomed with a harsh "You're early!" coming from Kelly. She and her partner were just dressing for the match. Pris knew the other woman from seeing, and was wondering whether Kelly was this over ambitious fighter Judy was talking about on the phone.

"This is my partner Tina. She's gonna assist me in my corner." Tina nodded.

"Alright, but you haven't been planning a set up, have you?" Pris asked. "Well anyway I've my partner as well. This is Judy, my sparring partner and friend."

"I see..." replied Kelly with a mischievous grin.

The four woman looked at each other. Kelly was wearing skintight black shorts and a black tank top. It accentuated her 5'7, 125lbs form. Her blonde shoulder length hair and her 36c-25-35 tanned curves along with that outfit gave a perfect match up. Her well toned muscles were flexing with every move she did. An impressive view Pris had to admit. Tina wasn't less impressive though. About Kelly's size and probably weight, she was wearing tight grey shorts and a blue cut off sweater. She was massaging Kelly's shoulders. Her reddish hair was short.

Judy was already in her pre training clothes. Shorts and a sweater. Both rather wide, so that only her strong legs gave an impression of what was hidden underneath. Pris knew though, that there was quite some power in that apearently small 5'4 figure. Actually 135lbs in weight Su's 36b-23-34 form was quite massive muscle, nevertheless very feminine. Her long brunette hair bound together to a ponytail, she always looked as if ready for anything. Pris herself found herself rather average comparatively. 5'6 in height, and about 125lbs, she was athletic and muscular, but not massive. Still she had all eyes on her, when she pulled of her sweater whilst working out, and her 35c-24-35 form came to view along with her rippled belly, which was something she was really proud of. She changed into her fight dress, which was a dark red tank top and an also dark red g-string. She left her shoulder length almost black hair open. After looking at Kelly she spared the shoes, and said "Ok, I'm ready...". She actually was, because she had jogged the way over to the gym for warming up.

Without another word the four woman left the locker room and climbed into the ring. Judy and Tina at opposite corners on the apron, and Kelly and Pris directly into the middle of the ring.

"Ok, let's see how tough you actually are..." said Kelly. "No gloves, anything goes, no holds barred, deal?"

After a few secs, wherein a broad grin was developing on Kelly's face, Pris eventually said "... ok, but no punches to the face. We would have to explain alot on Monday."

"Aaaahhh, poor baby doesn't want her face punched in ... but ok. No punches to the face then."

"But it's a deal between you and me only. Judy and Tina aren't involved and so have to stay out of the ring at any time... alright?" Pris added.

"Fine with me." agreed Kelly.

Judy sighed quietly at her corner and promised herself and Pris to have an eye on this Tina.

Kelly and Pris watched each other for some seconds, trying to guess the opponent's first move. "Ok..." Kelly announced then. "Methinks you're not that familiar with a ring and so I'll show you around then." With those words she charged at Pris, grabbed her arm and swung her around. Pris didn't have another choice then to run with the momentum. After a full turn, Kelly let go and Pris was forced to run into the ropes spinning. "These are the ropes..." Kelly explained grinning. Pris rebounced, got caught by a clothes line across her chest and hit the canvas with a thud, grimacing and arching her back. "... well and these are the ring mats for providing some comfort if you wanna take a rest. But it's not the time for that now..." having said that, Kelly took Pris by her hair and lifted her up to her feet again. Pris' hands closed around Kelly's wrists, but Kelly pulled her forcefully to her corner, took Pris' right arm in a hammer lock and drove her forehead into the cornerpost. "hmm... you surely have already guessed dear, this is one of four corner posts..." "YOU STUPID BITCH!" Pris shouted out. "Didn't we agree on no face blows?" Fortunately the posts weren't bare, otherwise she'd have been in big trouble now. So she was only slightly dazed. "Punches, dear. We talked about punches." Kelly explained laughing and stepped backwards to the middle of the ring. "I assume you know what punches are, or shall I show you?" Pris turned and glared at Kelly. "No, that's not necessary." she said slowly and emphazised calmly . Judy grinned broadly. She knew what this meant. Pris was angry now. She didn't show her anger tho and stepped slowly towards Kelly. For some reason she had expected this to be a box fight mainly, and since she'd found herself to be a better wrestler than boxer she had been a little bit worried about Kelly's skills. Now she found herself home again and smiled confidentially at Kelly.

Kelly grinned back brightly. "So, now what?" she asked teasingly and put her hands on her hips. Pris walked slowly closer, not showing any sign of the attack she was planning. Then as she was close enough, she fired a hard right into the unprotected stomach of Kelly. "How about that...?" asked Pris. Kelly doubled over with a deep moan and clutched her stomach with her arms. She actually hadn't expected anything like this after her early success. She had expected Pris to be an easy victim and had underestimated her big time. And Pris didn't let go. She grabbed her foe's hair and kept her upper body bent forward, just to slam her thigh against Kelly's chest, flattening her breasts. Kelly moaned again and got another thigh delivered to her chest. Finally Pris threw her face first to the canvas. Kelly got slowly to all fours, with an already waiting Pris. She grabbed Kelly's ankles, stretched her out again and flipped her over to her back. Then Pris performed a perfect body splash onto Kelly, who was grimacing and gasping for air now. Pris rolled aside and got to her knees, watching her opponent. "You know..." she started, "... I could've ended this by now ..." "SHUT UP BITCH!" Kelly shouted, and swiftly got to her knees as well, facing Pris. Pris was a bit surprised about the swiftness Kelly showed after two thighs to the chest and a body splash, but maybe it was her now, having underestimated her opponent. Kelly lunged at Pris and got her right arm. She forced Pris up to her feet and her arm into an armbar. Bent over as she was, Pris was moaning from the pain in her arm. She tried to reach Kelly's feet with her foot, but only got more pressure delivered to her arm. She had to think fast. She didn't want to give on a mere arm bar. She bent over furthermore until her head touched the canvas. Moving on she was now on her shoulders with her head titled to her chest. "What the hell..." Kelly started, but with these words Pris threw her legs up and slammed the mat with her back, having the arm bar successfully rendered useless. Kelly was totally surprised by that move. She still had a grip on Pris' wrist. "Let go stupid...", Pris ordered, and flailed one leg up, hitting the side of Kelly's head. She let go and staggered spinning through the ring. Pris got up to her feet slowly and massaged her shoulder. The move could've dislocated her shoulder, but she was lucky. Judy gave a bright smile and a thumb up. Suddenly her face grimmaced, but it was too late. Kelly was charging at Pris from behind, swiftly going down, sliding her head between Pris thighs. Before Pris could do anything, she felt the impact of Kelly's head on her sex. But there wasn't hardly time to let the pain come through, since she was lifted up, finding herself on Kelly's shoulders, and slamming the canvas hard as Kelly simply let herself fall back. Pris arched her back in pain, gasping for air. Kelly was determinded to use her advantage and got up to her feet, preparing for an elbow splash. But Pris wasn't as stunned as Kelly had expected. In the very moment when Kelly was airborne, Pris rolled aside, leaving Kelly driving her own elbows fullforce into the canvas. While Kelly was dealing with her aching limbs, Pris got slowly up and performed an elbow splash herself, directly on Kelly's lower back. Kelly cried out in pain for the first time in this match. The pain in her limbs was immediately forgotten as she instinctively rubbed her lower back to ease the pain. Pris flipped her over to her back by her legs, again undestimating the pain tolerance of her foe. The result was Kelly's heel connecting to Pris' forehead, driving her back. Stunned Pris landed on her butt with a dazed look on her face. Kelly got up slowly, grinning through gritted teeth. She still massaged her battered lower back as she steps towards Pris. Pris got her senses back pretty fast. That was something Judy was amazed of when they started being sparring partners a few years ago. Pris' pain threshold was remarkable and to really stun her for a while was something hard to achieve. Kelly didn't know that and stepped closer. Nobody will ever know what she was up to, because Pris heaved her hands into the canvas and kicked out, hitting Kelly right between her legs, smashing her sex between Pris' foot and Kelly's pubic bone. Kelly stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes wide open and her mouth forming a voiceless expression of agony as she slowly dropped to her knees, right in front of Pris, her hands clutching her womanhood. "YOU F*CKIN' BITCH!" Kelly sputtered breathlessly. "You're welcome..." was Pris' reply, along with her heels impacting on Kelly's breasts, flattening them down to the rib cage and driving her back violently. Kelly almost did a flip from the force of the blow, and laid in the center of the ring spread eagle, her hands still clutching her sex. She was moaning loudly and gasping for air. Tina had a very worried look on her face, and was almost in the ring when Kelly held her back saying "No... leave her to me. This f*ckin' cunt will pay for that..." "Oh really? And what are you gonna do now, hmm?" Pris said, kneeling aside of her assumed prey, bending over. Kelly took all her strength and raised her upper body. She grabbed Pris' mane and forced her into a front headlock. Letting herself falling back, she drove Pris face into the canvas. The impact wasn't that high, because Pris has been kneeling and Kelly just sitting, but it was enough for Kelly's next move. She kept holding Pris down and slammed her left fist hammer like into Pris kidneys and lower back several times. Pris's moans were mumbled by her face pressed into the canvas. She reached out with her hands to get a grip on something. Eventually she grabbed the front of Kelly's top and ripped at it. The material gave at the yanking and yerking and Kelly's breasts popped out. She got distracted and Pris had the chance to wriggle herself out of the headlock. Gasping for air she pushed Kelly back and straddled her, covering her face with slaps, then remembering that they had agreed on no face punches, she changed to Kelly's breasts covering them with punches over and over again. Kelly moaned louder with every punch and tried to protect herself, but to no avail. She tried to hit Pris' breasts, but didn't really get through. Then she reached for the front of Pris' g-string and pulled it up with all her might. The sheer material immediately cut into Pris' sex and made her cry out in pain. Instinctively Pris grabbed Kelly's wrists and held them down. It was an awkward test of strength, because Kelly didn't let go, which made it impossible for Pris, to draw back. Eventually Pris moved actually back, not caring for her g-string anymore and slammed her knee full force into Kelly's sex again. A gutural moan came from Kelly's mouth and her body jerked up involuntarily as she dropped back on the canvas stunned and curled up. She had her eyes closed, but still some tears mananged to get through her lids, running down her face. Pris drew fully back now, kneeling aside of Kelly. She noticed some dark red tissue still being in Kelly's hands. She looked down at herself and found her g-string ripped off. She blushed as Judy and Tina chuckled, tho for different reasons. Tina's chuckle was appearently a mean one. A tiny triumph after having her friend beaten up that severely. Judy on her behalf chuckled because she knew her friend Pris, and so she knew that Pris labias weren't glistening from sweat.

After a while Kelly opened her eyes. She still laid curled up infront of Pris, having a view between Pris' thighs. Seeing her half naked she looked at the dark red reminders of Pris g-string in her hands.

"Did this turn you on, bitch?"

"Don't you ever get enough?" Pris said sighing.

"That's not what I meant." Kelly said and slowly got to her knees.

Both women looked at each other. They were rather worn out, and it didn't really look as if they would charge at each other now. It was a strange view. Their skin glistening from sweat. Kelly's breasts hung out of her partly ripped off top and Pris had lost her bottoms. Both bodies showed quite some bruises from the fight.

"You could've easily make me submit. Why didn't you do it?"

"Dunno..." Pris answered honestly. "I can do now, if you want me to..." Pris raised her fist.

"No... but I'd like an answer to my question. Did our fight turn you on?"

Pris blushed again and nodded. Kelly smiled mischievously and grabbed Pris' hand, pulling it between her thighs. Judy giggled with her dark voice and walked over to Tina. "Let's go, dear. They're fine on their own now". Tina nodded hesitantly and followed Judy.

Kelly's hand was between Pris' thighs now, rubbing her gently. Pris closed her eyes and moaned with lust, as Kelly took a firm grip on Pris labias. She opened her eyes wide at this assumed attack, but Kelly just trailed her fingers across Pris lips. "You like it rough, don't you?" Saying this, Kelly stood up and stripped off her clothes. Pris stayed put and removed her top, watching Kelly. She stood there for a moment, then bent down to Pris and pushed her gently to her back. Kelly straddled her and squeezed Pris' firm breasts. Pris' hands found their way to Kelly's, but as she touched them, Kelly inhaled with a hissing sound. "Carefull dear, you've battered those babies pretty hard..." and grinned. Pris grinned back mischievously and grabbed Kelly's nipples instead, pulling her down to herself at them. Kelly grimaced but moaned with lust. Her hand again between Pris thighs, squeezing and pulling at Pris labias, making Pris' face grimace and moan.

They spend a few more hours in the ring, fighting in a different way now. Moans and little screams of further inflicted pain and pleasure echoing in the empty studio.

After the weekend, everybody in the office was dumb struck by Pris' and Kelly's appearance. First of all they moved like old ladies, carefully avoiding any impact. Someone running into Kelly got her grimacing as if she's hurt. But instead of shouting she just giggled. Those who found them at the coffee machine together, or by stepping into their office, shaked their heads in disbelieve. Nobody had ever seen them together and talking to each other smiling, especially not with all those mischievious grins and giggles.

-Mareenaya-

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