Joanne Dover was a very attractive young woman. She had a charming
personality and a winning smile. Almost everyone who met her liked her
immediately. She was intelligent and ambitious, and worked hard to
achieve her goals. Which is why she was so disappointed when she met with
her superior.
"It's not fair!" Joanne protested, "I worked my butt off for this
promotion. Why should Amanda Remington get it?"
"I can understand your disappointment, Miss Dover. " the CEO said, "We
just feel that Ms. Remington would better represent the company. "
"But why?" asked Joanne, "I know just as much as she does about the
situation. I've worked on this project for nine months, now. I've
done all the scut work myself. "
"Please don't think your efforts have gone unnoticed or that they are
unappreciated. " Mr. Selsmun said, "It's only that Ms. Remington has a very
impressive résumé. "
"Just because she went to an Ivy League school and I didn't doesn't mean
she's smarter than me. " the attractive dark-haired woman said.
"Perhaps not," Mr. Selsmun said, "but it looks better in the corporate
brochure. "
"What if I threaten to quit?"
Selsmun sighed, "Then I'd regretfully accept your resignation. "
Joanne could think of nothing to say to that. She walked out of
Selsmun's office with all the dignity she could muster. She looked at her
watch. It was about 4:00. There was just enough time to shower and dress
for dinner. Her boyfriend, Joe, was taking her to the most exclusive
restaurant in town. It was the type of place that you had to make
reservations a month in advance to eat. The owner of the bistro was a
client of Joe's legal firm.
The very pretty young woman was excited. She could think of only one
reason that Joe would be taking her to such an expensive restaurant. He
was going to propose. As she showered, she imagined the wonderful life
they would have together. She selected her prettiest dress, and carefully
applied her make-up. She was almost ready when the door-bell rang.
Joe was handsome in his best suit. She told him how excited she was
about the evening. In her ecstatic state, she failed to notice the
apprehensive look upon his face. On the way to the restaurant, she told
him about her day.
"That bitch has always been in my way. " she said, "In high school, we
both went out for cheerleader captain. She won. I was first runner-up
in the local beauty pageant. She was Queen. I could never beat her at
tennis or volleyball. Oh well, at least I have you. "
Joe gave her an uncomfortable look. She didn't see it. She kissed his
cheek. "I love you so much. " she said.
The dinner was exquisite. The food was delicious. Joanne was having
the best night she ever had. Just before dessert, Joe took a deep breath.
"Joanne," he began, "I have something to say to you. "
Her face lit up. She was never more beautiful than she was at that
moment.
"You know that I care deeply for you. " he told her, "I think you're a
great girl, and-"
"Yes. " she said.
Joe looked confused. "Yes?" he parroted, "What do you mean?"
"Yes, I'll marry you, Silly!" she told him.
Joe put his face in his hands. "Oh God. " he said, "I am so sorry.
I wasn't going to propose. I was going to say that I can't see you
anymore. "
For a few seconds, Joanne's mind went completely blank. She couldn't
believe what she was hearing.
"What?" she said feebly.
"I've met someone." he tried to explain, "She's a wonderful person.
I think I fell in love with her the moment I saw her. It was like a brick
wall fell on top of me. She-"
"Take me home. " said Joanne in a small voice.
"Are you sure you don't want anything else to eat?" Joe asked rather
foolishly.
"Just take me home. " Joanne quietly repeated quietly.
Joe helped her on with her coat, payed the bill, tipped the waiter
and escorted her outside.
It was in the parking lot that she finally asked the question he had
been dreading.
"Who is she?" she queried.
"Does it really matter?" he responded.
"Yes, it does. " she told him.
Joe closed his eyes and said, "Her name is Amanda. "
"Amanda?" Joanne echoed, "Amanda Remington?"
Joe nodded. Joanne went ballistic.
"You're dumping me for that slut?" she began, "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO
ME!"
Joanne started to scream, calling Amanda every foul name she could think
of. She told every one in the parking lot how much she hated and despised
Ms. Remington. Joe tried to get her into the car as quickly as possible.
He was glad Joanne had not started her ranting and raving inside of the
restaurant. She was making enough of a scene in the parking lot. He
pleaded with her to get in the car. She finally did.
The drive to her apartment was not pleasant. After screaming some
more, Joanne sank into a stony silence. Joe could feel the icy loathing
emenating from the girl beside him. It came off in waves. They arrived at
her building, and he got out with her, walking her to the door.
"Please don't do this. " she said, "She'll hurt you. "
Joe shook his head. "No she won't. " he said, "She loves me. "
"Yes, she will. " Joanne insisted, "She hurts everyone who gets
close to her. "
Joe just ignored her, putting it down to jealousy. "Could I come
in?" he asked, "There are a few things of mine I'd like to collect. "
Joanne shook her head. "No, the only way you're getting in is if you
are going to make love to me. "
"I can't do that. " said Joe, "I promised Amanda I'd be over
tonight. "
"Then, you should go. " Joanne said, "You're not coming in here.
"She closed the door on his face. Then, she ran into her bedroom and
bawled her eyes out.

The next morning, Joanne did not want to get up. However, she
forced herself to rise. She decided to go to the gym. When she got
there, she worked on the heavy bag. All the frustration of the day before
came flooding out as she assaulted the bag. She imagined it was Amanda.
The fury of her blows was frightening. Her body glistened with perspiration
as she vented the anger and disappointment she suffered. Suddenly, a
vision of her rival lying at her feet, bleeding and broken came into her
head. She could see Joe looking adoringly at her. He would finally
understand that she was the better woman.
She found her cell phone in her gym bag, and dialed her ex-boyfriend.
She left a message; "If you still want your stuff from my apartment," she
said, "bring your whore tonight at 9:00. We can talk about it then. "
That night, Joe and Amanda were at Joanne's door at exactly 9:26.
Amanda was a gorgeous blonde. She had a face of an angel. Her body,
though, was inspired the most sinful thoughts in men. She was a
full-bodied, voluptuous woman. She had completely captivated Joe the
first time they met. Any thought of Joanne was completely washed out of
his mind.
Within a few seconds of Joe's knock, Joanne came to the door. She was
in a terry cloth robe. The dark-haired beauty smiled when she saw Joe.
She sneered at Amanda.
"Joe, darling. " she said, kissing the man's cheek, "You're right on
time, and I see that you brought your whore with you. "
Amanda bristled at this. "You have no right to call me that!" the
gorgeous blonde-haired bomb-shell retorted.
"I'll call you whatever I want. " Joanne replied, "You take my job and
my man. In my book, that makes you a whore and a bitch. "
"Now, there's no reason to be unpleasant about all this. " Joe said
calmly, "Just let me get my stuff, and we'll be out of here. "
Joanne let them in. Something was different about the living room.
All the furniture had been moved to the walls. Anything breakable had been
removed.
"Joanne, what have you been doing here?" Joe asked incredulously. He
turned to look at her, only to find that she had taken off her robe, and
now was wearing nothing but a thong. She was proudly displaying her lovely
body, uninhibited and unafraid. Joe's jaw dropped. For a moment,
he was speechless. Amanda, on the other hand, exploded. "What the hell
do you think you're doing?" she asked furiously. She saw the wantonness in
Joanne's eyes, and the effect it was having on her boyfriend. There was a
carnal intensity in the room.
"I'm taking a stand. " said Joanne, "You've taken everything that is
important to me. I want a chance to get it all back. " She posed
defiantly. In that moment, she resembled a warrior maiden, prepared for
battle.
"What do you mean by that?" demanded Amanda.
"I mean I want to fight you for Joe and the job. " Joanne explained,
"The loser leaves town, leaving Joe and quitting her job. "
Amanda laughed, "Why should I fight you? I already have everything.
Haven't you lost enough?"
"What?" asked Joanne, "Are you afraid to face me?"
Amanda just smiled and shook her head. "I think that you are so
desperate to keep any scrap of your self-respect, that you are willing to
risk physical injury. "
"And I think you're just a coward who's afraid to fight for her
man!" Joanne answered back.
"She doesn't have to fight for me. " Joe said, "I chose her. "
A look of hurt passed over Joanne's beautiful face. Amanda smiled
knowingly. She seemed to be calculating something in her head.
"Darling, you know that bar we passed on the way here?" she asked.
"You mean the one on the corner?" said Joe.
"We go there all the time. " Joanne boasted.
"Yes, I know it. " said Joe.
"Why don't you go there and have a drink or two," Amanda suggested,
"while this stupid bitch and I discuss our differences?"
Joe appeared uncertain, "Are you sure you want to do that?"
"Go ahead. " the blonde-haired goddess said, "I'll be fine. Come back
in an hour. I should be done with her by then. "
"Yes, Lover. " Joanne concurred, "When you return, I'll show you that
I'm the real woman here. "
Joe was uncomfortable with the whole thing. He was less than sanguine
about leaving the apartment, but his mistress had asked him to go. She
seemed confident that she could handle whatever would happen in his absence.
He walked out the door and down the street to the bar.
As soon as Joe was gone, Amanda turned to Joanne. "How do you want to
do this?" she asked her inhospitable hostess.
"Strip to your panties." Joanne commanded, "You don't want to go home
with your clothes ruined after I kick you out, do you?"
"I really don't think that will be a problem for me." Amanda rejoined.
The golden-haired goddess took her time stripping off her clothes.
Joanne waited impatiently as her rival prepared to face her in a primitive
battle. When Amanda had stripped down to herpanties, the dark-haired girl
felt a wave of apprehension pass over her. It was obvious that Amanda had
spent many hours in the gym. Her body was buff, and firm. Her skin glowed
with health. Amanda's hands ran down her lovely body.
"Look at us. " said the gorgeous blonde, "Is it any wonder Joe chose me
over you?"
Joanne tossed a pair of gauntlets to her enemy. "Put these on. " she
ordered, "I don't want to be scratched up when Joe comes back. "
The gorgeous blonde-haired bomb-shell smiled, "That will be the least of
your worries. "
The gloves were made of thick leather. Their palms were cut open.
They were used in ultimate fighting matches. Joanne had given a lot of
thought to what she wanted to do to her golden-haired rival. She was going
to out-wrestle and out-box Amanda. There would be no rules or rounds,
just a primitive combat between two females over a mate. The beautiful
dark-haired girl slipped her own gloves on. They glared at one another,
their hatred as naked as their bodies.
Joanne had waited for this moment for most of her life. She rushed at
her rival with the intention of battering Amanda to the floor. Nothing
could stop her from doing that now, except a hard kick to the stomach. As
soon as her dark-haired nemesis came into range, Amanda plunged her foot
deep into Joanne's abdomen. The result was immediate and devastating.
Suddenly, Joanne was on her knees, engulfed in pain.
"Oh my God. Oh my God!" was all Joanne could say as she rocked back
and forth.
Amanda then kicked the kneeling woman in the boobs. Joanne screamed.
The big beautiful blonde bomb-shell let out a contemptuous laugh.
"Oh come on, honey. " she sneered, "Weren't you going to kick my ass?"
Joanne quickly got to her feet. She wasn't going to let this blonde
bimbo take all her dreams away from her. The brunette took a pugilistic
stance and began to circle the big blonde beauty. Amanda chuckled
provocatively at this. She stopped laughing when Joanne landed a one-two
to her titties. Amanda had always been proud of her impressive bust-line,
but now it was proving a liability. Joanne nailed the big blonde
beauty's tits with every punch she threw. Amanda's jugs swayed right and
left with as Joanne continued to batter the big golden-haired goddess. The
zaftig blonde hugged her chest, trying to protect her assets. Joanne put
a right cross into Amanda's lovely face, followed by a left hook to the
blonde beauty's jaw. Amanda was sent sprawling on the carpet.
"Get up, Bitch!" Joanne taunted, "I haven't even started with you.
"Bitter hatred gleamed brightly from the dark-haired woman's eyes.
Amanda slowly got to her feet. She seemed groggy. The dark-haired
woman grinned evilly at the swaying blonde. This was going to be easy.
Amanda's eyes were unfocused. Her jaw was slack. Her long, lovely legs
looked as if they were made of rubber. Joanne taunted the blonde
bomb-shell.
"Not so tough, are you Skank?" she said gloatingly, "I'll show you
what I do to any whore who tries to steal from me!"
The bitter hatred gleamed brightly in Joanne's eyes. She stepped in
front of the woozy girl, drawing her fist back. She was going to deck
Amanda. The blonde beauty would be knocked into next week. Just as
Joanne was going to punch Amanda's lights out, the golden-haired valkyrie's
knee rammed between Joanne's silken thighs.
In an instant, Joanne's look of triumph turned into one of horror and
pain. She screamed in agony. Her hands went to her crotch. Her legs
gave out, and she collapsed to the floor. Now, it was Amanda who was
smiling as she looked down at a groveling Joanne.
"Faked you out. " the blonde-haired beauty boasted, "Did you really
think it would be so easy?"
She grasped Joanne by her dark tresses, pulling the stricken girl to her
feet. With her free hand, she began to slap her rival's face. Joanne
tried desperately to defend herself, but was too dazed to put up much of a
fight. Amanda used both hands to slap Joanne silly. The dark-haired
woman was too out of it to put up any real resistance. She staggered
around the room on wobbly legs, as her antagonist taunted and abused her.
The golden-haired goddess punched her helpless rival in the stomach, then
launched a left hook to Joanne's head. The poor girl was barely able to
keep on her feet.
Joanne had nothing left. She stood before her conqueress, dazed and
defeated.
Amanda took Joanne's chin in her glove, gently lifting the dark-haired
beauty's head to eye level. "Joanne, listen to me. " the blonde-haired
goddess said, "Are you listening to me?"
Joanne nodded dumbly.
Amanda spoke, "I have beaten you. I have always beaten you. You
are a loser. You have always been a loser, and you will always be a
loser. I am more talented, more beautiful, smarter, and sexier than
you. Tonight, we have seen that I am stronger than you. You never had
a chance. "
Tears welled in Joanne's eyes. Her boxing gloves hung uselessly at her
sides. They felt like lead weights.
"Joe is going to marry me. " Amanda told her crushed rival.
"He loves me. " Joanne cried.
"Yes, but he loves me more. " Amanda asserted, "Now, while we're
waiting for Joe to come back, why don't you kiss my tits and ass?"
Joanne shook her head. "No. " the defeated dark-haired beauty sobbed,
"Please don't make me do that. If Joe comes and sees me like that, I'll
die. "
Amanda smiled. "That's the idea. " she said, "I want Joe to see that I
am the superior woman. You are nothing to him. "
Joanne began a new crying jag. She begged her tormentress for mercy,
but Amanda offered none. She twisted her opponent's arm behind her back.
Joanne screamed in pain.
"Do as I say or I'll break it off. " Amanda ordered.
When Joe returned to Joanne's apartment, he found her kneeling before
his fiancée.
"Darling," Amanda said with a bright smile, "this slut and I have
settled everything. She'll be leaving town tomorrow. Won't you,
Joanne?"
The beaten woman nodded. Her face was wet with tears. Amanda buried
it in her snatch. Joanne sobbed pitifully.
When Joe returned from the bar, he found his fiancée straddling his
ex-girlfriend. Joanne looked up at him pleadingly.
"She hurt me. " said Joanne, "Please don't let her hurt me anymore. "
There were tears in her eyes. She had been thoroughly beaten and
humiliated.
Amanda smiled at Joe. "The little slut was easy. " she boasted, "Now,
come and give the winner a kiss. "