“Why did you have to come back?” Sally-Mae asked the blonde goddess, “Tom and I are going to get married, soon. Everything was perfect til you showed up.”
Daisy smiled, “I came back to claim what’s mine. ”
Two gorgeous young women faced each other in a small paddock. The brunette was in a brassiere and a pair of Daisy-Mae shorts. They showed her zaftig figure to good effect. The blonde charmer was barely wearing a white bikini that covered almost nothing of her incredible physique. Both ladies wore black boxing gloves. Had their mothers seen this, they would have been shocked. Though, it was well known that these two girls hated one another, and had done so for a long time. It was an open secret in their little town.
“Don’t you mean you couldn’t make it in the big city and ran home with your tail between your legs?” Sally-Mae suggested snidely.
Daisy turned red. The truth was that she had been in a couple of B-movies and a soft porn flick. They were the kind of things you see on late night cable. Things hadn’t worked out as she had planned. She had returned to her hometown to take stock and to recharge her batteries. At least, that’s what she told herself. She had been surprised and hurt to learn that her high school rival was now engaged to her old beau.
“Tell me. ” she retorted, “How long did if take you after I left to latch onto Tom? A week? A month?”
Sally-Mae frowned.. It had taken Tom three months to get over Daisy’s departure. The hometown girl had done everything she could think of to make her lover forget the golden haired temptress. She had almost given up before the heart-broken fellow finally turned to her. When he did, it was the happiest day of her life. Ever since she could remember, Sally-Mae had had a crush on the boy. In high school, she had tried to get him to notice her. They had gone steady together during their sophomore year. However, Daisy had transferred into their class their junior year, and suddenly Tom seemed to forget that Sally-Mae even existed. Daisy’s beauty was so overpowering that Tom couldn’t help himself. He fell head over heels for the new girl. The next two years were painful for Sally-Mae, as she watched the guy she adored squire another woman to all the parties and events to which she dreamt of going. The very pretty dark haired
girl nursed a bitter hatred for the blonde bombshell.
Now, almost on the eve of her wedding day, Sally-Mae was confronted with the return of her fiancé’s old flame. It had only taken one look between Tom and Daisy to rekindle that flame to the size of a bonfire. Once again, Sally-Mae was a distant memory. Only this time, the brunette was not going to give up so easily. In one week, Tom was back in Daisy’s arms and in her bed.
He had broken off the engagement and had broken Sally-Mae’s heart as well. She was aching for pay-back. She swore a terrible vengeance on the woman who had ruined her life. Sally-Mae challenged the blonde bombshell to meet her in the paddock. They would settle this woman to woman. Daisy smiled at the idea. Although she felt no obligation to fight the other woman, she was sure she could beat her. The idea of hurting and humiliating her erstwhile rival yet again appealed to her. She agreed to face Sally-Mae.
Sally-Mae’s uncle managed a stable of prizefighters. He used the farm as a training camp. ~Tom was one of his most promising fighters. Sally-Mae invited Daisy to settle their differences there. The blonde bombshell was delighted. The thought of beating her rival to a pulp gave her an erotic thrill.
So, here they were. The bright sun was beating down on them, and the warm breeze was carressing their bare skin.
“I didn’t have to come here, you know. ” Daisy stated, “Tom is mine. He always was and always will be. ”
“When I’m done with you, “ Sally-Mae claimed, “He won’t be able to look at you. ”
Daisy let out a scornful laugh. “Why don’t you come over here and say that? “
The two young vixens advanced on one another. Daisy struck first, clocking Sally-Mae in the jaw. She followed up with a boob punch. The dark haired girl let out a small squeak of pain. The big blonde bombshell smirked.
Sally-Mae retaliated with a powerful blow to the flaxen haired beauty’s mid-section. Daisy let out an “Oof!”. That made Sally-Mae feel better. The feeling didn’t last long, though. Daisy launched a one-two combination to Sally-Mae’s tits that sent the dark haired beauty into the ropes. The golden haired temptress was relentless. She followed the pretty brunette, pumping punch after punch into Sally-Mae’s beauteous body. She worked Sally-Mae’s breasts as if they were double speed bags.
The dark haired girl’s legs turned to rubber. She slowly sank to the mat. This, however, did not fit in with Daisy’s plans. Putting her boxing gloves under the stricken girl’s arms, she hauled Sally-Mae to her feet and hung her over the top rope. With a right cross Sally-Mae’s brassiere was stripped from her generous jugs. Daisy stepped back for a moment to inspect her handiwork. She chuckled evilly. In the first few seconds of the fight, she had reduced her opponent to a play-thing.
As a groggy Sally-Mae hung topless on the ropes, she could feel the anger and frustration build in her. This wasn’t right. That blonde bitch had taken Tom and everything else that meant anything to her. She would pay. She had to pay. Digging deep within herself, the wronged woman planted her feet and stood up. Daisy could only smile and shake her head.
“You stupid slut!” she said, “Don’t you know when you’re-”
She was interrupted by an upper-cut that came from the bottom of Sally-Mae’s feet. The blonde goddess suddenly found herself flat on her back looking up at her most hateful foe. There was a look of satisfaction on the hometown girl.
Daisy managed to get to her feet, but was still woozy. Sally-Mae took advantage of this by driving her leather-clad fists deep into the blonde’s luscious body. She sent a wicked left hook crashing against the blonde beauty’s jaw. Daisy staggered like a drunken call girl. Sally-Mae began to strike her golden haired rival in the boobs. Again and again, she sent her gloves deep into the blonde bombshell’s massive mammaries.
Daisy back-pedaled, trying to get away from the beating. Her bikini top was hanging in shreds from her magnificent physique. Tears welled from her eyes because the pain was so great. She was backed into a corner as Sally-Mae continued to body-punch her to a humiliating defeat and oblivion.
There was no bell to ring , no round to end. Sally-Mae was relentless. She had the blonde beauty trapped on the ropes, and she began to pummel her rival’s tits with a relish that bordered on ectasy. Daisy tried desperately to cover up. When she did so, however, Sally-Mae punched the blonde’s arms until they were black and blue. Daisy’s gloves felt as heavy as lead. She somehow found the strength to throw her arms over the dark haired girl’s flawless shoulders. Sally-Mae did not even pause. She kept ramming her leather-clad fists into her rival’s soft body. Daisy layed her head on Sally-Mae’s left shoulder.. Every time that the brunette drove her fists into her midriff Daisy would whimper pitifully. Sally-Mae smirked as she heard her rival’s plaintive cries. She felt no pity for the big blonde beauty. Daisy opened her eyes slowly. She found herself looking up into the grinning face of her most despised foe. She
saw that Sally-Mae was holding something in her left glove. It was a white bikini top. In her right glove, Sally-Mae held bikini briefs. Daisy looked down the length of her own lovely body. She noted with alarm that, except for her boxing gloves and shoes, she was completely and utterly naked! The dark haired goddess let out a contemptuous laugh.
"I wish I had a camera. " she said, "I'd show Tom how pathetic you really are. "
Despite the pain in her body, despite the dizziness in her head, Daisy rose up to stand. She wobbled on her feet like a toddler just learning to walk. She was a helpless shell of the proud young woman who had entered the ring minutes before. Sally-Mae could have easily ended the fight then and there, but she was having too much fun destroying the woman she loathed. She rammed her full, unblemished breasts into Daisy's bruised and battered pair. Daisy whimpered in pain each time their jugs collided. Her face was wet with tears. She would have gone to her knees, if the cruel brunette had not been holding her up.
Finally, it all became too much for the blonde bimbo. She began to beg for mercy.
"No more! Please! No more! " she implored.
"Do you admit that I'm the better woman? " asked Sally-Mae.
"Yes, yes. You're the better woman. "
"And that Tom would be happier with me? "
Daisy shook her head. "'No! I'll never admit that. I won't give Tom up to you. "
Sally-Mae lifted her knee violently into the big blonde beauty's groin. Daisy screamed in pain, and collapsed to the floor. Her bodacious body was wracked with sobs. All resistance melted from her. She lay at her rival's feet in abject vanquishment. She knew she would not rise again. She also knew that the wedding was off.