A beautiful German bodybuilder on holiday in Cuba clashes with a tough local woman.

(All characters are fictitious and any similarities to any persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental)

Karen had to admit that she had enjoyed her Cuban holiday more than she had expected to. She had quickly proved to be a hit with a number of the male guests at the resort and she had fallen quite quickly into a relationship with Dave, a great enthusiast for female muscle, on the second day of the holiday. The last ten days had therefore been a generally pleasant experience for the retired bodybuilder, yet Karen missed the type of raw, edgy excitement that she was used to, both in her business career and the gym life she had enjoyed so much since she was in her teens.
The 32 year old German’s one big annoyance was that some of the staff at the hotel did not come up to the high standards of efficiency that she had set for herself throughout her adult life. That was something that always irked Karen. She had always trained and worked hard, both as a bodybuilder and now in business. She expected similar standards from others.
As she re-entered her room after a morning swim she found that one of the maids, Maria, was still at work making a pretty feeble pretence of cleaning her room. In fact Karen strongly suspected that Maria had been sat in the chair by the window looking through one of Karen’s body building magazines judging by the way in which one lay open on the floor. Karen had already come to the conclusion that Maria was the laziest and least effective of the various chamber maids in the hotel. On a couple of occasions already Karen had made comments to the effect that Maria should get her act together.
It never did any good, nor had a word with one of the managers. Instead Maria just appeared to become more surly and incompetent. This morning, however, Karen had reached the limits of her patience, not difficult for a perfectionist like Karen with someone like Maria around.
“So, late yet again,” said Karen, glowering at the maid as she looked around her room, “I thought you had been told to get my room sorted much faster and a little cleaner.”
“So what,” replied Maria, an insolent sneer playing on her lips, “I’ve got plenty to do here for other folks, I’m not here just for you.”
“Yes but I’m the one who always seems to find you skulking around and my room not tidied,” replied Karen, “in fact I wonder if you ever do any work at all?”
“Well you know what you can do,“ said Maria, with a sneer, “just like all you other rich assholes.”
“Mmmm, I think that you need to be taught a lesson in manners, young lady,” said Karen, a smile slowly forming on her beautiful face, “I don’t let anyone talk to me like that, especially the hired help. I reckon that your sort only understand one type of treatment and I reckon that I’m well equipped to provide that.” With that Karen removed her top and tossed it aside then stood facing Maria with her muscular arms folded across her massive chest.
“Now,” said Karen, “are we going to do this the hard way or the easy way.”
Maria was thoroughly pissed by now and suddenly the young girl’s temper snapped. The wild-eyed maid lunged at Karen fully intent on scratching the larger woman’s eyes out. Karen neatly stepped aside from Maria’s charge and then threw the maid across the bed.
“OK,” muttered Karen, “now you really have asked for it. I think that you need a little discipline madam.” With that the enormous body builder launched herself on top of Maria. The maid had no time to roll out of Karen’s way and the furious fraulein’s 170 pounds of solid muscle landed solidly on top of her.
“Oooof,” gasped Maria as the air was forced from her lungs. Suddenly the maid felt her right wrist being grabbed in a grip of steel as Karen caught hold of it and proceeded to twist Maria’s arm behind her back and up towards her shoulder blades.
Karen grinned to herself as Maria began to whimper in pain as the big German steadily increased the pressure on the arm lock.
“Now I think it’s time to see you do some real cleaning,” said Karen, with a laugh, “come with me.” With that Karen jerked Maria off the bed and dragged her to the bathroom.
“Now let’s see, this basin doesn’t look too clean does it,” said Karen, looking around, “I think we’ll see how much you can clean off with your tongue.” With that Karen forced Maria’s face down against the side of the basis.
“OK, Miss Dirty Mouth,” said Karen, “get to work.”
Sobbing with frustration and humiliation, Maria had no option. Unable to break free of Karen’s iron grip the maid was forced to begin licking the basin.
After a couple of minutes Karen jerked Maria’s head up and spun the maid around to face her.
“OK,” snarled Karen, “let that be a lesson to you, if I catch you slacking again I’ll make you clean the toilet like that, OK.”
Maria could only nod in agreement, her mouth was full of soapy water and tasted foul, tears were welling up in her eyes, she had never been treated like this in her life.
“Right,” said Karen, “get out.” The big body builder grinned to herself as Maria fled the room sobbing like a child. Well, thought Karen, I hope that she learns something from that, then she turned her mind over to what she had planned for the rest of the morning.

Rosario sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. The Cuban girl was an attractive looking 26 year old, around 5 foot 7 tall, and well built, sturdy even, but certainly carrying no excess fat. Her work in the sugar cane fields over the last ten years had seen to that, hardening both Rosario’s muscles and her mind. She had taken time off today to visit the hotel bar because she was on a mission, a matter of family honour.
Yesterday her little sister had returned home from this very hotel in tears. She would say nothing to her parents about why she was crying, but she was prepared to speak to her big sister. With a trembling voice she had told Rosario of her humiliating experience with a big muscled German tourist lady and Rosario had decided instantly that the big German was going to pay a big price for her arrogant behaviour.
Sipping at her drink, Rosario certainly hoped that the German woman would show up soon, at the prices this bar charged the tourists she couldn’t afford to stay for long. As she waited the Cuban girl studied the other guests. Most were young and obviously had too much money, she decided, too much money and not enough respect for those people who had none like her and Maria.
Rosario felt herself begin to flush with anger at the thought of what the big German had done to Maria. Sure, her younger sister wasn’t the best of time keepers, and she had too much lip at times, but what teenager didn’t. There was still no excuse for what the big German had done. Rosario took another sip of her drink and waited.
Her wait was not long. About ten minutes after Rosario had arrived a tall, muscular, blonde entered the bar accompanied by two other male tourists. Rosario knew instantly that this was the German woman who had humiliated Maria. The blonde was very good looking and around 5’ 9” tall. But Rosario was more interested in the German’s incredible muscles that were obvious to all as she was wearing a skimpy, armless top and brief shorts, an ensemble guaranteed to display her incredible muscularity. In fact Rosario had to admit that the German’s muscles were mighty impressive but that didn’t deter the Cuban girl at all. If anything it only made Rosario all the more determined to teach Karen a lesson. Rosario continued to watch the German closely. Karen and her two companions were laughing a lot at some private joke. Rosario, who was in an evil temper already, wouldn't have been surprised if the object of their humour was some other poor Cuban of a type who couldn’t fight back just like Maria.
Rosario continued to sip at her drink whilst she waited to confront the blonde. The Cuban girl was not exactly unattractive herself and on a couple of occasions men attempted to strike up a conversation with her but one icy look from Rosario quelled their enthusiasm instantly. The Cuban had no time for small talk with strangers, no matter how wealthy, she was here to defend the family honour and nothing could have deflected her from her task.
At last Rosario had her opportunity. Karen got up from her table and made for the powder room leaving her friend Dave chatting to a guest they had met that morning. Rosario waited until she was inside then walked over to he entrance. A couple of minutes later Karen emerged to be greeted by Rosario with a request to have a word with her. A bemused Karen looked the other woman up and down wondering what she could want.
“I’ll get straight to the point,” said Rosario, “yesterday morning you cruelly mistreated my younger sister, that means that I have a debt of honour to settle with you.”
“Does it really,” replied Karen, with a smile, amused by Rosario’s quaint terminology, “I really don’t see why. Your sister got what she deserved, nothing more, nothing less.”
“There are other more conventional ways of dealing with complaints as you well know,” said Rosario, “and I think that calls for an equally unconventional response from me.”
“OK,” replied Karen, speaking softly, “so what are you going to do about it.”
“Well I think that’s pretty obvious, Honey,” said Rosario, “I intend to show you that you can’t come over here and just push people around like you did my little sister.”
“And how’s a little girl like you going to do that, may I ask,” responded Karen with a grin.
“Why, by beating the shit out of you, that’s how,” said Rosario, “well that is if you’d dare to fight me, which I doubt. Your sort might pick on someone like Maria, but I reckon you’d think twice about tackling me.”
Karen smiled to herself and studied the Cuban girl with an experienced eye. Rosario stood around 5’ 6” tall, a couple of inches shorter than Karen, but with her solid, stocky build the Cuban was probably as heavy as or even slightly heavier than the German. An interesting prospect, mused Karen, who, unknown to Rosario, was certainly no stranger to serious, hardcore female combat. In fact if Rosario had known of Karen’s unbeaten fight record the Cuban girl might have been a little less eager about challenging her like this. The muscular German woman smiled to herself. Karen had taken great pride in learning how to handle herself and Rosario didn’t know that she had taken on a number of big, tough girls over the last few years and had beaten all of them.
Karen licked her lips, her mouth suddenly felt quite dry, for here at last was a real chance of a piece of action that her holiday had been lacking so far. Why, this could prove to be the bit of excitement that she had been missing over the past fortnight, thought Karen as she continued to study Rosario. The Cuban girl seemed big enough to pack a punch, and she was an unknown quantity as a fighter at that, she also seemed to be extremely pissed with Karen. Oh yes, thought the German, this girl looks a worthy adversary.
“So you don’t think that I would want to fight you,” said Karen, her mind already made up to accept the challenge.
“I doubt it,” replied Rosario, “I know that you rich people lead soft lives. Not like me, I’ve cut cane in the fields since I was 14, I have to be tough.”
“And you think you can take me,” said Karen.
“Sure, I can take you,” said Rosario, “meet me tonight in the basement gym and I’ll be pleased to show you. Just you and me, naked just like nature intended. How does that sound?”
“That sounds just great to me, you’re on,” replied Karen, with a patronising sneer, “you know it’s going to be a real pleasure to cream your cunt, you stupid bitch. In fact the highlight of my holiday.” Karen meant every word she had said, she couldn’t have planned things better herself, she thought as she looked down at Rosario.
“Fine, let’s say around eight, then it should be nice and quiet,” said Rosario, “do you know where to go?”
“I think I can find my way there,” Karen replied, “after all I do use the gym every day just in case you hadn’t noticed.” The muscular blonde laughed at the possibility, with her bulging muscles she was, after all, a walking advertisement for gyms everywhere.
“OK,” said Rosario, “be there at eight, if you dare. then I can show you who the top woman is around here.”
“Oh, don’t you worry, I’ll be there,” replied Karen, “I can hardly wait to put you in your place. Tonight you're going to eat pussy bitch.” With that the German girl turned on her heel and headed back to the bar, a satisfied smirk upon her face.

After a light lunch Karen made her way back to her room arm-in-arm with Dave, the same self-assured smirk playing on her lips like the cat that had got the cream. After all, Karen thought, she couldn’t have planned things better if she had tried. Already the big muscular blonde could feel the familiar feeling of excitement beginning to build within her. She checked her expensive Omega watch and groaned quietly to herself, there was still over six hours to go before the fight but she was sure that she and Dave would find some way to pass the time.
As they walked, Karen broke the news to Dave about the fight. Dave’s eyes opened wide as Karen told him about her encounter with the Cuban girl, Rosario, before lunch.
“So you really intend to fight her, you’re serious,” he asked all agog at the thought.
“Sure I am,” Karen replied, “I’m going to give that bitch a real whipping.”
“I didn’t realise that you got into fights,” said Dave, “I mean, I know that you’ve got a hell of a body and you’re fantastically strong, but fighting for real, why that’s just so fantastic.”
“It’s not the first time either,” replied Karen, with a smirk, “there have been quite a few others.”
They had reached Karen’s room and, quickly closing the door behind them, Karen quickly stripped off her clothes and studied herself in the mirror. The massively muscled German girl smiled in approval at what she saw.
“Do you think that I’ve got what it takes to whip her,” Karen asked Dave.
Dave smiled broadly at the sight of Karen wearing just a thong, he simply adored muscular women like Karen and the German girl was absolutely magnificent. They had played games of muscle worship before but today, with the news of the fight, their games had taken on a greater edge. Reaching out he began to run his hands lightly over Karen’s impressive body caressing her huge arms, her muscular abs and her tremendous thighs, all the while complimenting her on her great muscles and good looks. Karen hadn’t competed in any body building competitions for a couple of years, a highly successful new business career had made it impractical, yet she was still in superb shape with simply massive biceps, rock solid abs and power-packed thighs.
Automatically she began to flex and pose her mighty muscles for both her own narcissistic benefit and Dave’s earnest appreciation. At the same time her mind ran back over a few of the previous occasions when women had been stupid enough to challenge her to a fight. She began to tell Dave about those fights, about how those women had all learnt the hard way that Karen wasn’t only immensely strong, the muscular blonde also knew how to use her great strength to pitiless effect in a fight. In fact, she admitted, fighting had become the most exciting way that Karen had yet discovered in which to put her stupendous body to the ultimate test. Fighting involved that delicious thrill of danger, the chance that she might eventually come up against someone stronger and better than herself and suffer the painful and humiliating consequences. For Karen fighting was the peak of excitement and tonight she fully intended to teach that lippy Cuban girl a big lesson.
By now Dave was in raptures as he listened as Karen related her adventures, indeed his balls had begun to feel as though they might explode at any moment. He had taken the opportunity to slip out of his own clothes, then he slipped Karen’s thong down over the big German’s thighs. Karen pressed Dave down onto the bed then the big blonde straddled him, taking him inside her with a gasp of pleasure. With Dave moving within her, Karen continued to visualise herself using her superior strength to hammer Rosario into abject and humiliating submission. Locked together, they moved as one until finally they both came, Karen collapsing on top of Dave. She lay still for a moment, her passion spent, then Karen looked at her watch yet again, eight o’clock couldn’t come soon enough.

Dead on eight o’clock an excited Karen entered the basement gym. The room was very warm and stuffy and smelt of stale sweat. It was also deserted and for a brief moment Karen worried if Rosario had had second thoughts about the fight. Then she noticed that some of the equipment had been moved from the centre and a large wrestling mat lay on the floor, obviously she need not worried, Rosario had been down to the gym already. Indeed a couple of minutes later the Cuban girl walked through the door holding a key ring in her hand. She held up the keys and looked Karen in the eye.
“A piece of luck,” Rosario exclaimed, “I managed to get hold of a set of keys to the whole basement area. With your agreement we can lock ourselves in so it’s just you and me, with no possibility of interruptions, OK? ”
“That’s just fine with me,” replied Karen, “but I’m worried about you, how will you be able to shout for help.”
“It’s not me that’ll want help, Honey” retorted Rosario confidently, “when I’ve finished with you it’ll be you that’s howling for mercy, I promise. This way you don’t disturb any of the precious guests with your screams, a shame really as I would have liked the chance to humiliate you publicly.”
“Ha, you can dream,” sneered Karen, “but you’re the one who’s going to eat pussy tonight, right. Now come on, I’m here to cream your cunt not talk so let’s get our clothes off and get with it.”

Both women rapidly stripped off their clothes, then turned to face each other across the mat. Karen flexed her terrific arm muscles, displaying her magnificent biceps to their full extent.
“Come on bitch,” she sneered, “take me if you can.”
Rosario needed no encouragement. The Cuban girl’s anger had been simmering all day long and now the moment of truth had arrived. With a yell, she flung herself at Karen, her fists swinging wildly. The German coolly stood her ground blocking Rosario’s fists with her arms and elbows. Suddenly Karen side-stepped Rosario and allowed the Cuban girl’s momentum to cause her to stumble forwards. Quick as a flash the blonde grabbed Rosario’s head in a side head lock that threatened to wrench the Cubans head from her shoulders. Rosario gurgled in surprise as Karen dragged her opponent round in a circle then neatly threw Rosario over her hip. Karen stood back and allowed Rosario to regain her feet. The two women circled again, each watching the other.
Suddenly Rosario lunged forward and attempted to grab Karen around the waist but the bigger woman, moving with a speed that belied her size, stepped aside and planted her right fist in Rosario’s belly.
“Oooof,” gasped the Cuban girl, bending forwards at the precise moment that Karen unleashed an upper cut to Rosario’s jaw that momentarily had the Cuban seeing stars as she staggered backwards closely pursued by the big German.
“EEEEyat,” cried Karen as she produced a spinning-round kick that took Rosario full in the chest. The Cuban crashed back onto the mat wondering what had hit her as, once again, Karen had struck with an awesome combination of speed and power. The Cuban struggled to get to her feet whilst shaking her head from side to side as she strived to get her bearings. She looked up just in time to see Karen’s airborne body heading towards her in a perfectly executed flying drop-kick that jerked Rosario’s head back and sent her slamming back down to the canvas once more.
In contrast to Rosario, Karen made a smooth landing then sprang lightly to her feet, all the while watching the Cuban who lay groaning on the mat with her arms outstretched. Karen grinned to herself at the site of a dazed Rosario struggling to pull herself upright into a sitting position. The German was tempted to throw herself on top of Rosario and finish her off but by now Karen’s blood was well and truly up.The big blonde wanted to destroy Rosario, she had thought of nothing else all afternoon, but she didn’t want to do it quickly. Rather the big blonde wanted to make the hapless Rosario suffer for her insolence, let the Cuban feel her power and beg for mercy.
Stooping down over her prey, Karen grabbed a handful of Rosario’s long, thick dark hair and dragged the Cuban girl into a sitting position. Then the big German pulled Rosario upright and slipped her arms around the Cuban’s waist. Grunting with effort, Karen jerked her off the ground and began to turn on the power with a bear-hug that cut into Rosario like a giant vice. Twice Karen jolted Rosario up into the air whilst simultaneously using her massive arms to force the from Rosario’s lungs. The Cuban girl felt herself beginning to black out under the pressure of those strong arms, desperately she thrashed about in an attempt to unbalance Karen. The big blonde attempted to subdue Rosario with another terrific squeeze of the Cuban girl’s ribs but momentarily Rosario’s feet touched the ground and she was able to jerk Karen back off balance. Both women fell to the mat with a crash, Rosario on top. Karen was momentarily winded as Rosario rolled off her and the Cuban girl immediately went onto the attack grabbing Karen around the neck in a side head lock and attempting to drag the bigger girl to her feet. But Karen rapidly recovered her wits and powered out of the hold then spun around and kicked Rosario off her feet yet again.
Once again Karen didn’t follow up immediately. Confident that she could take Rosario at any time she allowed the Cuban girl to regain her feet before again coming into the attack landing a series of swift jabs to Rosario’s middle. The Cuban’s only answer was to back away whilst attempting to block Karen’s blows.
For the next few minutes Rosario bobbed and weaved as she had never done before whilst Karen lunged after her slippery opponent knowing that just one of her hammer like blows would knock Rosario senseless.
Finally Karen caught Rosario with a solid right to the body. The Cuban girl staggered backwards and Karen threw herself at her opponent. Both girls crashed to the canvas together with Karen trying to grip Rosario between her thighs. Rosario, recognising the danger struggled hard to avoid that fate. Suddenly she got lucky, lashing out and hitting Karen’s left breast. The big blonde gasped out loud in pain and rolled away from Rosario and got to her feet fully intending to smash Rosario into a pulp for her impertinence. Again both women began to circle with Karen eager now to finish the fight. If the gym hard seemed warm when Karen had arrived it now seemed to her to be positively boiling. The big German gasped for her breath as she circled with Rosario. By now both women were bathed in sweat, the humid heat in the gym seeming to increase with their exertions.
As they continued to circle Rosario suddenly noticed that Karen was beginning to gasp for her breath. At last the Cuban girl glimpsed a ray of hope, Rosario was used to working in the terrific heat and humidity of the cane fields, whereas Karen, for all her arduous training was completely unused to such steamy conditions. Rosario remembered that it had been Maria’s idea to switch off the gym’s air conditioning earlier in the evening allowing the heat to build up. Now the bruised and battered Rosario silently mouthed her thanks to her little sister.

Karen wiped the sweat away from her eyes with the back of her hand as she circled her opponent. The tall German girl was beginning to feel frustrated.
She had never experienced such stifling heat before whilst her opponent, unskilled as she was, seemed able to soak up any amount of punishment and also appeared to be less affected by the muggy heat.
Karen knew that she had to do something quickly, the heat was sapping her strength. Stepping forwards, she suddenly swung at Rosario’s head with as much power as she had left. If the blow had connected it would have taken the Cuban girl’s head off but Rosario had pulled her head backwards and Karen’s fist flew past into thin air. Rosario reacted quickly with a right, then a left into Karen’s abs which caused the big blonde to grunt with pain. Growling with anger, Karen flung herself at Rosario. The Cuban could not avoid the impact and the two women crashed to the ground with Karen attempting to get her arms fully around Rosario’s waist. The big blonde almost succeeded but Rosario was able to power out of the hold whilst throwing Karen aside onto her back. Both woman began to get to their feet once again but this time Rosario seized her chance and immediately took the initiative by launching herself forwards at Karen from a kneeling position. The big German was caught completely unawares by Rosario’s speed. The Cuban’s shoulder, with all her weight behind it, smashed into Karen’s face. The big blonde was thrown onto her back, her arms and legs splayed apart with Rosario on top of her.
“Yes,” gasped Rosario as she scrambled to her knees. Karen lay beneath her, dazed and totally defenceless. Rosario acted instinctively, twisting around and raising her arm above her head at the same time. With one fluid movement her arm flashed down, her fist bunched, straight into Karen’s cunt with a satisfying sounding ‘thwack’.
“Bull’s eye,” gasped Rosario in triumph as the big blonde’s body jerked as though she had been electrocuted. Karen’s eyes and mouth both popped wide open in shock, then Karen lay still, momentarily paralysed by the cruel blow.
Rosario paused for a moment to draw breath. The big blonde was completely finished, her huge muscles useless. Rosario grinned to herself, then the young Cuban girl straddled her humiliated opponent in a schoolboy pin. She looked down into Karen’s bewildered eyes and grinned.
“You don’t seem so cocky now, do you,” Rosario said, a grin of triumph on her face.
“Fuck you,” gasped Karen as she desperately tried to make sense out of what had just happened to her.
CRACK, Rosario’s fist smashed into Karen’s jaw and suddenly the big blonde could see stars for a second time that evening.
“That’s enough lip from you, Honey,” responded Rosario sharply, “now don’t I recall you saying you’d cream my cunt tonight. But I guess I creamed yours first. Now there’s that other thing you mentioned, eating pussy, right. Well now you have to do that too, that is unless you want me to beat that pretty face of yours to a pulp which, quite frankly, wouldn’t be a problem for me, Honey. Now what is it to be?” Rosario ran her fingers gently along Karen’s cheek where a bruise was beginning to form then jabbed the blonde painfully right where her fist had connected just moments ago.
“Alright,” gasped Karen as the fresh pain shot through her, “alright, please no more, you win, you’ve proved you’re the better woman. I’ll do whatever you say.”
“That’s better,” said Rosario, purring like a kitten who’d finally got the cream, “and one other thing.”
“What’s that,” asked Karen nervously.
“When you leave, which thankfully is the day after tomorrow, you give my little sister a great reference,” said Rosario, “otherwise I might have to let a few people know about all this, OK.”
“Sure, fine, I’ll do it,” said Karen, relieved nothing worse was involved.
“Good,” murmured Rosario, “now show me who’s the top woman around here.” The Cuban girl shifted forwards until her pussy hung just above Karen’s face. Dutifully, the defeated Karen stuck out her tongue and began to lick Rosario. At long last the mighty blonde was forced to experience the bitter taste of defeat.