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The Trojan Wars
by
Ronin
c 2001

    It had been a little more than a month since Robin and Carlotta had
had their little tussle in Greg Ashton's mansion.  The blonde Robin had
beaten and humiliated her red headed  rival.  Carlotta had literally
been thrown naked out of the house.  The memory of the fight stung the
Cuban beauty sorely.  She swore she would have her revenge on the blonde
bombshell.
    Robin boasted to Greg about what she had done to Carlotta as they
were lying in bed together.  A few days later, at the offices of Trojan
Magazine for Men, he heard another version from Carlotta.  The big
redhead claimed to have been drunk at the time, and in no shape to fight.
    "If I ever get the chance again," she said, "I'll beat that blonde
whore to a bloody pulp!"
    Ashton thought about this, off and on, for a time.  Then, one day he
invited the two adversaries to his place for the weekend.
    They were dumbfounded to see each other there, and immediately began
to verbally snipe at each other.  They quickly turned to insulting each
other in rather loud voices.  Their acrimony grew shrill.  They were
about to physically attack each other when Ashton interrupted.
    "Ladies, ladies." he used the term loosely, "I have to go on a
business trip to Europe.  I'll be in London, Paris, Rome, Milan, and
Copenhagen.  The trip will take about a month. I was wondering if either
of you would like to accompany me."
    Of course, both woman volunteered.  They resumed shouting at each
other.  Ashton smiled, asking them to follow him.  All three went out
into the backyard.  There, the two rivals were surprised to see a boxing
ring set up besides the pool.
    "I had this put up yesterday." Ashton told the girls, "I knew there
would be conflict about my proposition, and Carlotta did mention
something about a rematch."
    "You expect us to fight for you?' Robin asked.
    "You've done it before." Ashton said with a shrug.
    "Yeah," Carlotta confirmed, "and I still want a crack at you."
    "This is crazy." Robin said.
    "What's the matter?" the redhead needled, "Afraid you'd get hurt?"
    "You hurt me?" the blonde snorted, "That's a laugh!  The last time
we tangled, I mopped the floor with you."
    "So, are you up for it?" the Cuban girl inquired.
    "You bet." the blonde affirmed.
    "Why don't you two get into your bathing suits?" Ashton suggested,
"You don't want to ruin your dresses like last time, do you?"
    Both young women agreed.  They went into separate bathrooms to
change.  Half an hour later, they entered the ring.
    Carlotta wore a bright orange bikini.  It set off her scarlet hair
nicely.  Robin's bikini was an icy cerulean blue .  She appeared cool
and collected.  Ashton made the two woman slip on a pair of calf skin
gloves.  They were as black as coal.
    "These are to keep your lovely faces from getting scratched." he
told them.
    The two women stared daggers at each other under the hot California
sun.  Ashton banged a bell, and the combatants advanced on each other.
The big blonde got in the first blow, punching her red headed  opponent
in the left breast.  Carlotta retaliated by smacking Robin right between
the eyes with a straight left hand.  The American girl went cross-eyed,
staggering back a step.  The Cuban beauty followed up with a right hook
to the jaw.  Robin's legs buckled slightly.  She jabbbed Carlotta in the
midriff.  The redhead came back with a vicious one-two to the yankee's
splendid tits.  The big blonde grimaced in pain.  Carlotta took Robin by
her ashen locks, throwing her to the mat. 
    Carlotta threw herself onto her golden haired rival, but at the last
moment, Robin was able to roll out of the way.  Carlotta landed on her
tits and face with a resounding splat.  
    The  big blonde  got slowly to her knees.  She crawled over to where
Carlotta lay motionless.  Robin rolled the ravishing redhead  over on to
her back.  The  American girl straddled her opponent's stomach, ripping
the orange top off the supine girl's luscious body.  The blonde drove
her gloved fists deep into the Cuban beauty's impressive orbs.  Carlotta
bellowed in pain and outrage.  Gathering her feet under her, the red
headed  vixen was able to buck her tormentress off of her.  Both
fightresses got to their feet.  They lunged towards each other.  The air
was filled with a loud smack as they collided.  They were locked
together in an intimate clinch, each trying to overpower the other. 
Carlotta put the heel of her hand under Robin's chin.  The blonde went
over backwards, with the redhead on top of her.  They continued to
grapple, rolling over and over in an intimate embrace.
    Somehow, Carlotta was able to untie Robin's top, leaving the blonde
beauty bare breasted as she was.   They grunted and sweated as the sun
beat merclessly down their magnificent bodies.   Robin sunk her teeth
into the Latina's breast.  Carlotta screamed in outrage, punching the 
American girl in the jaw.  Robin unclenched her bite, and the two women
rolled away from each other.   They got to their feet.  Carlotta
clutched her wounded boob.  Robin smiled.  Ashton rang the bell, ending
the round.  He thought both girls looked tired.
    The big blonde retired to her corner.  She was satisfied that she
was winning the fight.  She had hurt her rival, and would hurt her more
next round.  The Cuban girl was angry that the brawl had been
interrupted.  Her thirst for vengeance burned hotter than ever.
    When Ashton rang the gong for the second round, Robin strode out
confidently.  She walked straight into a right into her face.  Carlotta
felt cartilage break as blood exploded from the blonde's nose.  The 
American girl reeled.  Her hands went instinctively to her face.  She
let out a loud whimper.
    Carlotta chuckled.  "Aw, did I break your pretty nose?" she asked
facetiously.
    The impassioned redhead started punch Robin's body unmercifully. 
Like a boxer in training, she turned the blonde into a heavy punching
bag.  The  American girl was helpless.  She staggered back into the
ropes as her rival continued to batter her breasts and belly.  Every
blow elicited a groan of pain from the stymied blonde.  An uppercut put
Robin on her knees.  The big blonde, confused and groggy, could not
comprehend what was happening.  She should be winning this fight.
    Carlotta reached down, and hauled her rival to her feet. Turning her
back on the dazed blonde, Carlotta flipped Robin over her shoulder.  The
platinum bombshell lay on her back in the middle of the ring.  Carlotta
dove on top of her, driving her elbow into one of the blonde's bruised
tits.  Robin wailed in agony.
    The Cuban vixen wrapped her gorgeous gams around her stricken
rival.  Robin did not resist as her life's breath was squeezed out of
her.  She could only make a croaking noise as hir ribs were being
crushed.  Carlotta was working her way up the  American girl's body. 
Robin's breasts were now being mashed between Carlotta muscular thighs. 
The blonde's screams became louder.
    The Cuban beauty decided to release her victim.  She stood up, and
looked down at Robin.  The blonde belle writhed feebly as she lay flat
on her back in the middle of the ring.  Her bare body was covered in
blood.  She was was a complete wreck.
    Ashton rang the bell to end the second round.  Carlotta picked the
blonde off the mat, carrying Robin to her corner.  She stripped the
blonde of her thong, leaving her completely naked.  The redhead left the
beaten, battered big blonde slumped in her corner.  Robin's arms hung
over the top ropes.  Her head lolled back.  Her eyes were blank and
glazed over.
    Ashton poured water over the golden haired girl's body.  He then
gave her a drink.  This only partially revived the poor  American girl. 
After giving Carlotta some water, Ashton rang the bell.
    Robin saw Carlotta close in on her.  She staggered out to meet the
gorgeous senorita in the middle of the ring.  Her arms were open to
grapple with the tempestuous redhead.  Carlotta kneed the blonde in the
stomach.  Robin doubled over in pain.  The Latina goddess put the
shattered blonde in a headlock, and ran her head first into the
turnbuckles.  Robin"s legs turned to water.  She went to her knees. 
Carlotta clamped her perfect legs around the kneeling girl's head. 
Robin felt as if her skull were about to implode.  She tried desperately
to pry Carlotta's thighs apart, but it was futile.  The hot blooded
redhead took the beaten blonde by her chin and hair, yanking her to her
feet.  Robin was propped up in the corner.  She offered no resistance as
her body was batter by a hail of punches.  She started to slide down the
ring post, only to have Carlotta pick her up and hang her over the ropes.
    The vindictive redhead proceeded to maul the  American girl's once
perfect body.  She mangled the big blonde's boobs.   She pumped punch
after punch in Robin's tender tummy.  She rammed her knee repeatedly
into the fair haired beauty's crotch.  Even when Ashton shouted
encouragement to fight back, the hapless blonde could do nothing to stop
the onslaught.
    Robin threw her arms around Carlotta's exquisite shoulders,
desperate to stay on her feet.  She knew if she went down, she would be
finished.  Carlotta chortled, feeling her rival's weakness.
    "It looks like I'm going to Europe." the red headed  siren said, 
"Don't worry about your boyfriend.  I'll take good care of him."
    The blonde beauty's eyes brimmed with tears.  She knew she had
lost.  She had entered the ring with confidence, only to find herself
facing a wildcat bent on her complete destruction.
    Carlotta put one arm around her rival's slim waist.  With her other
hand, she kept on punching the bosomy blonde's body.  Ashton ended the
round.
    Carlotta half-dragged, half-carried Robin to the blonde's corner.
She dumped the  American girl on her butt.  As she walked to her own
corner the redhead said, "You're through next round."
    When the bell rang for the fourth round, the  blonde did not even
have the strength to stand upright.
    "No, no." she begged, "I don't want to fight anymore.  Please don't
hurt me!"
    Her pleas fell on deaf ears.  Carlotta came on, a cruel smile on her
lovely face.  She grabbed Robin by the tits, pulling her to the center
of the ring.  There, she enfolded the blue eyed blonde in her powerful
arms, and crushed her to her bosom.  Robin struggled feebly, then passed
out.  Carlotta released her victim.  Robin fell in a swaeaty heap of
arms, legs, hair, and boobs.
    Carlotta placed a foot on her vanquished rival's bust.  "After we
make love," she told Greg, "I'll go home and pack."