PRIMEVAL DESIRES

By

Scott Rascone

Women have the same urges and desires that men possess. Many men make the mistake that women use more wit and charm to settle issues. However, there is a deep primeval urge in their psyche that dates back to the dawn of man that drives their most basic instincts. Women like to dominate other women, especially when it comes to love, sex, power, wealth, and fame. This domination takes the form of sheer brute force, feminine intimidation, implied threats, and use of men and other women to do their bidding. This has been an inherent force throughout history as well as in modern life.

Cassie and Rebecca were sharing a two bedroom apartment in an upscale neighborhood in Houston. Cassie worked as a personnel consultant and Rebecca was an accountant for an oil and gas concern. They had shared the apartment for about one year. Both led their own life.

Cassie was a 29 year old redhead who was 5 ft 9 in tall. She had a voluptuous build on a 140 lb frame. She loved the club scene and usually had no problem with getting dates. She was a 38D cup and with her red hair seemed to attract men at will. She had the appearance like Tina Louise (Ginger on Gilligan’s Island). She had been married twice before but felt her men were inadequate supporters in both the world of life and in the bedroom. She had met Rebecca at a company function one Christmas after her second divorce and the two seemed to get along well. Rebecca asked her to be a roommate in a new apartment she was moving into near the swank Galleria area. Rebecca and Cassie went their own ways and got along well. Rebecca did have to put up with the guys staying over Saturday nights with Cassie but then again Cassie didn’t mind the occasional guy Rebecca had over.

After about a year, Rebecca brought in a girlfriend from work named Beverly. Beverly was recently divorced. She was 5ft 7” tall with dark black hair that ran down to the nape of her neck. She weighed about 130 lbs. She was a 36C cup. She had the appearance of a young Elizabeth Taylor. She was a recent transfer to the oil firm where Rebecca worked. Beverly recently lost her husband to a sexy blonde in Virginia. From this, she appeared to have a chip on her shoulder when it came to men and her relationships with people.

To keep the lease intact, Rebecca asked Beverly is she would take over part of the lease with Cassie. At first, Rebecca sensed that the two potential future roommates didn’t like each other but they both agreed to share what was left of Rebecca’s lease contract for the apartment. Rebecca’s intuition would prove to be right.

Things appeared to go well the first week of the new arrangement. Cassie and Beverly agreed to split up cleaning duties. Cooking arrangements were on their own as each had varying schedules they kept and being single women, they didn’t lack for dinner dates.

After several dates arriving at their apartment, both Cassie and Beverly were developing tinges of paranoia as each would make up things in their mind about the other’s pretentious flirtations with their dates. The coy smile as the other greeted their boyfriend at the door, the ever so graciousness in responding to the males request if they wanted a drink or something else and the always effervescent smiles that soon followed. The situation came to a head when Beverly met a new guy named Steve at a local club. They appeared to hit it off that evening like a bolt of lightning. Steve was 28, never married, and kept himself in pretty good shape. One evening when Beverly brought him over to the apartment for a dinner date, Cassie answered the door, much to the consternation of Beverly who was busy cooking up a meal. Cassie was wearing some tight short shorts and a blouse with shoulder less spaghetti strap that provocatively illustrated her ample bosom’s cleavage. Beverly was fit to be ties as she knew Cassie was aware Steve was coming over and felt Cassie was doing everything she could to flirt with her new found beau. Beverly ran over and planted a big kiss on Steve’s lip. Out of the corner of his eye, Steve could see Cassie was waving goodbye in a rather flirtatious way.

Steve and Beverly were dating for about two months when Steve bought tickets to the Houston Pops Orchestra about three weeks ahead of time. He called the grits apartment about three days ahead of time to spring the news on Beverly but Cassie answered. Cassie told him Beverly was called to the Dallas office for the week for an accounting conference. Steve didn’t know what to do with the tickets and asked Cassie if she was busy that night. Cassie hesitated, thought about it, and said no, she wasn’t busy. Steve picked up Cassie, who was dressed to kill. She definitely knew Steve was a catch and dressed to impress him. Primary in her strategy was an evening gown that amply accentuated her bosom. She had been to the hairdressers that day and had curls in her red hair. Makeup and perfume were no issue. As she met Steve at the door, she said hello and planted a small kiss on his lips. She wrapped her arm around his waist immediately and Steve escorted her to his car. During the concert, Cassie would stroke her hand up and down Steve’s arm. When it was over, she thanked Steve and as they drove him she had coyly put her hand on his leg when he was driving while she was laughing at one of his witty jokes. Steve was getting a hard on as they got closer to the apartment. He reached over after he had parked the car and gave Cassie a kiss. A big gamble with someone he had just met. The gamble appeared to pay off big as Cassie responded to Steve’s advance with a very passionate kiss. She invited Steve up to the apartment for a drink and it wasn’t long before Steve was caressing Cassie’s luscious tits while she was slyly extending her hand gently down towards his manhood. Things soon ended up in the bedroom. Both participants enjoyed their embrace of sexual passions. This was a night of nights neither was soon to forget.

Beverly came back to town and soon ended up on a weekend jaunt with Steve. Her smile and glowing sensuous eyes had an appeal that Steve liked. That night in a bed and breakfast they were staying at led to a sensuous sexual meeting. Beverly knew Steve liked black and pulled out all the stops that night to please. She wore a topless black teddy with fishnet stockings. Protruding her feminine charms and her pushed up tits in his face, she reached back to gently stroked his manhood whispering sweet nothings in his ear about his sexual prowess. Steve got hard and stroked her jet black hair and kissed her passionately. Beverly whispered that he was hers and that she would do anything to keep him as her man. She gently slid out his manhood and slid over it with her tender mound of delight. Moaning his name and moving just in the right manner, Beverly had Steve in the palm of her hand. She was the woman tonight. No one was going to get her man now. The rest of the evening was sheer passion. The bed session ended with the two in a hot shower embracing each other passionately in the throes of ecstasy. Steve was enjoying the services and desires of two very sensual women and he was enjoying every minute of it.

Beverly was called out of town one night and knowing an opportunity when she saw one, Cassie gave Steve a call. After dinner, Steve and Cassie went back to the Cassie’s apartment complex and decided to share a bottle of wine in the hot tub at the complex. It was around 10 o’clock when Steve got a cell call. It was Beverly. Cassie could see the name on the cell phone. While Steve chatted with Beverly, Cassie started to kiss his nipples and began stroking his manhood. Steve giggled and Beverly asked him what was so funny. He said he had just gotten into a hot tub and the water temperature was a bit hot for him. Cassie kept up her sexual foreplay by nibbling in Steve’s ear that she was a better “lay” than anybody he had known and she would prove it again tonight. Her hands caressed his chest and hair as she tongued his ear tickling Steve. Soon someone shouted in the distance “Hey Cassie, behave yourself now” Beverly thought she heard it and wanted to know what was going on. Steve said it was the neighbors shouting to somebody named Charlie and said he was looking forward to seeing Beverly when she got back. Cassie pinched him and he said ‘ouch!” “It was a bee sting” said Steve. I need to get some ointment, call me when you get back.” Beverly’s suspicions grew that something was up. Could it be…?

When Beverly got back to Houston, she was curious about that strange night Steve had when she was out of town. She woke up Friday morning while Cassie was in the shower and got her cell phone. She checked her call addresses and any recent calls to and from her phone. Viola...her suspicions were right as she saw two calls last Tuesday to Steve’s number. That lousy bitch was the one someone was yelling to. I thought that’s what I heard she mumbled to herself. What the hell was she doing with Steve’s number? Lousy two timing bitch.

Beverly was wearing black bikini underwear. She also had a matching black push up bra to enhance her breasts for the male members in her office and the married women to make them jealous of her taut figure. Cassie’s shower ended and as Cassie toweled off in her bathroom, Beverly stewed about what she had just discovered. Her first husband had cheated behind her back with a blonde family friend and she “took it” hoping her first husband would soon tire of her. Never happened and Beverly decided it wasn’t going to happen to her again. She went into Cassie's room where Cassie had just put on a lavender bikini bottom and matching lavender top. Cassie was applying lip moisturizer to her lips when she felt a shove in the back. It was a hot blooded brunette named Beverly. “What’s the big idea!” said a startled Cassie.

“Where the hell were you last Wednesday night?” demanded Beverly. “None of your damn business” replied Cassie. “I think it is...bitch” You know what I’m talking about too!” shouted Beverly. “What do you mean?” asked Cassie defiantly. ‘What the hell is Steve’s phone number doing in your cell phone log...bitch!” screamed Beverly. Indignant that Beverly would spy on her coming and goings as well as go into her personal cell phone, Cassie shouted back...”It’s none of your damn business, keep your god damn hands off my personal stuff or I’m going to kick your stuck up ass the next time you even touch anything of mine” Beverly wasn’t cowed by the threat. “Don’t threaten me bitch…I want the fucking truth” demanded Beverly. “Fuck off...Beverly” was Cassie’s short but terse reply. Beverly was enraged as she knew Cassie was hiding something. As Cassie was leaving to get dressed, Beverly grabbed her arm and spun her around and slapped her in the face. “Tell me the truth you lying piece of shit, you seeing Steve?” Indignant at being slapped, Cassie swung her arm around and hit Beverly in the side of the head. “Owww.” moaned Beverly. “Don’t you ever put your hands on me again...bitch or more of the same will follow” shouted Cassie. Enraged, Beverly ran at Cassie and tackled her to the floor of Cassie’s bedroom.

Beverly was on top of Cassie who was face down on the floor. Beverly was tugging at Cassie’s red locks with both hands trying to get a grip to slam Cassie’s face into the rug. Cassie was struggling to get out of the disadvantageous position. “I want the fucking truth...Cassie” screamed Beverly. “Fuck you bitch” was Cassie’s defiant reply. Beverly tugged harder at Cassie’s hair. Cassie then leveraged her legs to manage to throw Beverly off her back. Beverly shot quickly back wrapping her arms around Cassie and again gaining an upper advantage position over the rival red head. Beverly was in a straddle position over Cassie. This time she managed to get her hands around Cassie’s throat and was choking her. Cassie was kicking violently and trying to get her own hands to release Beverly’s choke grip on her throat. Beverly’s grip tightened around Cassie’s throat. Cassie knew she was in trouble if it continued for very long and arched her back and kicked with her legs again managing to throw Beverly off her again. Cassie rolled away to prevent the crazed brunette from jumping on her again. Cassie got to her knees when Beverly charged her again. Cassie ran out to the living room area but Beverly tackled her from behind. Cassie turned around and got to her knees. Both women locked hands and were kneeling facing one another. Bothe women were locked into a test of strength and were face to face, nipple to nipple. Their hot breaths interacting with each others as they vied for feminine dominance and supremacy for Steve. This test continued for almost a minute with neither contestant really gaining an advantage, however, Beverly the brunette, felt she was slowly losing her initial surprise attack advantage. She heaved her entire body to the right to swing Cassie onto the rug again. Cassie reached up and tore mightily at Beverly’s bra, ripping it off and exposing a set of well sculpted boobs. Beverly got pissed off and started pummeling Cassie’s face with her fists. Cassie had to defend her face and was trying to get a grip on Beverly’s hands to restrain her. Cassie managed to roll Beverly off her and this time she got up and grabbed a pillow off the sofa and threw it at Beverly, hitting her in the head. Beverly got up and was then met with a series of blows from another pillow Cassie grabbed off the sofa. Cassie was swing wildly at her sexual rival with the pillow. Beverly was trying to retreat to get a defensive weapon or another weapon in the apartment. Cassie continued her pillow attack when Beverly grabbed a painting off the wall and used it as a shield. Beverly pushed into an attack mode managing to trip up Cassie over the sofa. Cassie fell over backwards over the sofa and ended up on the floor. Beverly flung the picture at Cassie, but missed her. This enraged the hot tempered redhead who felt that last item thrown at her could have caused serious bodily injury. She got up and got into the middle of the room. Both women were breathing heavily and stalking each other at this point of the fight. Advantage at this point: Beverly

Both women were in a standoff position in the middle of the living room now. A boxing match ensued. Cassie taunted Beverly. “Yeah…I fucked Steve and he really liked it. That’s why he came back to me the other night when you called.” Cassie added insult to injury by saying…”Looks like Steve wasn’t getting enough so he came to my bedroom” This enraged Beverly who shot back...”I always knew you were a sleazy whore”. Cassie flipped Beverly the middle digit. Beverly took a swing at Cassie but missed. Cassie countered with a hit to the back of Beverly’s head. Beverly then attacked violently at Cassie, swinging wildly but managing to several hits to Cassie’s face. Cassie swung back also managing several blows to Beverly’s head. Beverly clenched in close to her redhead nemesis and got Cassie into a headlock. Beverly then started punching into Cassie face. Cassie had one arm around Beverly’s waist and another trying to block Beverly’s blows to her face. You god damn cunt…I’m going to kill you” shouted Cassie. Cassie tried using her arm around Beverly’s waist to fling Beverly away. Beverly’s was surprised but managed to hold onto Cassie’s red locks and repeated the headlock maneuver. Punching violently into Cassie’s face once again, Cassie had to resort to another escape maneuver to get out of the predicament she was in. Obviously Beverly was very jealous and was taking it out on her, but Cassie knew Steve was a good catch and not too bad in bed either. She had her rights and wasn’t going to stand by and take any more of Beverly’s crap. Beverly the brunette on the other hand was going to punish the rival red head severely thinking she could just steal her find. Cassie managed to get an arm between Beverly’s grips and was slowly managing to rise up and force Beverly’s headlock grip loose. Beverly was trying to maintain her advantage but Cassie was breaking her grip. Beverly then resorted to ripping off Cassie’s lavender bra, exposing Cassie’s ample 38D’s. Beverly then swung around and gut punched Cassie. Beverly countered with a quick left hand to Cassie’s right boob. “Owww” moaned Cassie as Beverly’s fist crunched into the soft tissue of Cassie’s right boob. Beverly followed with a right into Cassie’s face. Cassie stumbled back against the wall and Beverly started attacking her redheaded rival with a series of blows to Cassie’s boobs and face. Cassie was trying to block the blows as much as possible. Cassie knew it was time to mount an offensive and she ran into Beverly, tackling her to the floor. The struggle for the top position switched between the two several time as hands grabbed tender boob flesh and fist slammed into the beautiful facial features. Cassie managed to reach out and get her lavender bra top that Beverly tore off earlier. She wrapped it around Beverly’s neck to try and choke her. The bra didn’t have enough elasticity to be an effective garrote. Beverly shrugged off the attempted choke and wrapped her lithe luscious thighs around Cassie’s mid section into an effective scissors. She squeezed hard as Cassie shrieked in pain at Beverly’s vise like scissor grip. Cassie countered by wrapping her bra around Beverly’s head and was using the bra as a sling to violently swing Beverly’s head back and forth, weakening her concentration on her scissors. Cassie then managed to get a good grip on Beverly’s dark locks and tugged furiously at them. Beverly screamed and loosened up on her scissors. Cassie got up and caught her breath. Beverly retreated back to assess her next move. Advantage at this point: Slightly favoring Beverly.

Both female combatants circled each other eagerly awaiting an opening. Hate seething from their facial features. An almost primeval instinct for female dominance and superiority dating back to their ancestors in caves taking control of their emotions and libido. Both women charged into each other grappling for position. This time Cassie managed to get Beverly against the wall and pinned her two arms up against the wall. Bothe females faced each other as Cassie’s 38D boobs scrunched into Beverly’s tender 36C’s. “Breathing heavily, Cassie told Beverly that Steve was hers, she wasn’t giving up. Beverly spit in her face and this distracted Cassie for a moment. Beverly felt Cassie’s grip loosen and pounded her fist into Cassie’s face. Cassie retreated back. Beverly grabbed a book off a shelf nearby and threw it at Cassie, hitting her in the side. As she reached for more, Cassie retreated to another wall for a poster that was hanging to use it as a shield. Beverly tossed two more books but they only broke the glass of the poster Cassie was using as a shield. Cassie charged into Beverly knocking her down to the floor. Beverly landed on her well sculpted ass with no effect. Cassie then raised the poster above her head and smashed it over Beverly’s head. A resounding smash was heard as Beverly was stunned by the stunning weapons attack employed by Cassie. Cassie wasted no time in yanking Beverly up by the hair and slapped hard in the face that sent her raven haired opponent back to floor. Beverly moaned as he got to her knees and removed the poster frame from around her neck. She had some scratches from the glass and was furious. She picked up the poster to frame to use it as a weapon but a book thrown by Cassie found its mark on Beverly’s chest and she dropped the frame in pain. Cassie charged into Beverly and pushed her up to a wall again pinning her arms. This time, however, the redhead delivered a knee into Beverly’s tender mound of delight. “No cock for you this weekend…bitch” sneered Cassie as Beverly doubled over in pain moaning the hurt put there by Cassie on her womanhood. Cassie followed up with a right uppercut to Beverly’s chin that sent the voluptuous brunette sagging to the floor with her back against the wall. Dazed, Beverly felt Cassie’s foot against her neck as Cassie tried choking her with her right foot rammed against her throat. Gasping for air, the brunette dug her nails deep into Cassie’s calf to get her to release the foot choke. “Ouch…you fucking bitch!” screamed Cassie as Beverly’s nails dug deep. The grip loosened enough for Beverly to grab onto the red heads leg and put a big bite into the big toe of the read head. “Aiyeee” screamed the bosomy red head as she shook her foot violently and finally got the bite released. She was limping though. Beverly had to have some time to get back up to her feat and gain some rest/composure time to think about an offensive move. Cassie on the other hand wanted blood and pounced on the lithe brunette while she attempted to get up. Pounding at her head profusely with her fists, Cassie managed to force Beverly onto her stomach to shield her pretty face from the red heads fists. Cassie then straddled Beverly’s back and grabbed her dark raven hair with both hands arching the brunettes head and back upwards in a manner that the human body wasn’t designed for. Cassie then threw her brunette rival’s arms over her knees and wrapped her hands under Beverly’s chin in a camel clutch maneuver. Advantage at this point: Cassie

Cassie kept up the punishing maneuver with glee. Beverly was pretty much trapped and was suffering with her neck and back being arched back in a way they were not meant to be. After three minutes, the pain became numb and Beverly’s moaning became less noticeable. Cassie then grasped her sexual rival’s dark locks and pulled back as hard as she could. Beverly screamed as she felt that her hair was being torn out by the roots. Cassie released her left hand and reached down to grasp Beverly’s left boob and grabbed tightly onto her nipple and the surrounding tender flesh. Beverly screamed in pain as new nerves felt attacked on her body. Cassie liked her offensive move and taunted her opponent by mocking her predicament. “Like this sweetheart?” taunted Cassie in a mocking tone. “Arrghh..Fuck you bitch” was Beverly’s response as she writhed in pain. Cassie grew more determined to punish her rival and released the hold. Beverly was on the floor crawling to get away. Cassie started to kick her. “I’m going to kick your fucking loser ass…bitch” mocked Cassie. “Oohh” moaned Beverly. Cassie grabbed both of Beverly’s legs and flipped her over onto her back. Cassie then stomped her right foot into Beverly’s stomach. She then shifted her foot into Beverly’s tender mound of delight causing Beverly to shriek in pain loudly. Another stomp into her stomach satisfied Cassie that Beverly was wilting fast under her offensive. Beverly was moaning and groaning on the floor while Cassie dropped an elbow into Beverly’s boobs. Beverly lost her wind as a result. Cassie rose to her knees and she delivered two axe handle blows with her fists into Beverly’s stomach. She then assaulted Beverly’s boobs by grabbing them and digging into them with her nails. Cassie warned Beverly …”You stay the fuck away from me and Steve you fucking bitch or I’ll rip your tits off...understand!! Beverly meekly tried to push Cassie’s hands away from her boobs but was very weak and disoriented. Cassie then delivered two more solid stomach fist shots into the prone and beaten brunette. “Please...no…no” moaned Beverly. Cassie then again grabbed onto Beverly’s tits and grabbed tightly into them with her hails while Beverly’s nipples just shook around. “No…no... please Cassie...I give...I give” pleaded the brunette. “That’s not good enough...bitch” screamed Cassie as she yanked up Beverly by her hair and delivered a solid knee lift into the brunette’s chin sending her sprawling back onto the floor. Cassie then kicked Beverly in the side three time causing Beverly to roll over to avoid the same spot from being hit again and again. Cassie then walked onto the back of Beverly and jumped once causing the brunette to scream in agony. Cassie reached down and yanked Beverly’s dark locks with both hands until Beverly was in a kneeling supplicant position to Cassie. Beverly swung erratically at Cassie’s midsection but the blows by this time were ineffectual. Cassie bent over and got face to face with Beverly. “You’re going to get your ass out of her and leave Steve and me alone. Steve belongs to me…you find another man” warned Cassie as she proceeded to slap Beverly in the face several times. “Ouch...no...Please...ouch...stop...please…I give...I give…please no more sobbed Beverly as tears rolled down her face due to pain and shame. “You fucking pathetic loser, that isn’t good enough!” warned Cassie as Cassie stood back and kicked Beverly in the face. Beverly was sent sprawling back onto the floor. Cassie delivered another foot stomp into Beverly’s tender mound of delight. Enjoying seeing her sexual rival writhe in pain, Cassie smiled as she plotted her “money shot”. Reaching down, she picked up Beverly by the hair again and yanked up into a standing position. Beverly tried to punch her way out but Cassie twirled her around and slapped on a finishing sleeper hold she had learned in a self defense class a few years earlier. Beverly gasped for air as Cassie cinched in the deadly hold that cut off oxygen from the brain as well as blood to the brain from the vital carotid artery. Like an anaconda wrapping itself around its helpless prey, Cassie tightened her hold at each breath Beverly took. Beverly was gasping and pleading….”No...No..please..I give...p...l...ea...Se as her body began to sag as she was losing her consciousness. Cassie whispered taunts into Beverly’s ears about how she was going to fuck Steve’s brains out and what a lousy fuck Beverly was in losing her men to other women. Beverly sagged into a seated position as she was losing consciousness. Her feeble attempts at trying to get her hands to force open Cassie’s grip was failing as both arms soon dangled to her side. Cassie got into a seated position behind Beverly and she wrapped her luscious thighs around Beverly in a scissors/sleeper hold maneuver. Literally crushing the life out of her opponent like a great snake, she continued taunting Beverly. “Your love is weak...you don’t’ deserve Steve...I’m the better woman” taunted Cassie as Beverly moaned softly “No...No. you win Please.” One final breath from the brunette and Cassie felt Beverly’s body go limp as she completely passed out. Not wanting a murder charge on her, Cassie kept the hold clamped on for 15 more seconds to insure Beverly wasn’t faking and she released her grip. As she did so, she got up and flung Beverly’s limp body to the floor like a rag doll. Beverly was laying on her back unconscious literally “tits up”. Advantage at this point: Decisive win by the red head Cassie.

Cassie was exuberant over her victory. Like a primeval instinct, she pinched her opponent’s nipples to make sure she wasn’t playing possum on her. Several good tugs and no response. Excellent she thought. Next she reached down and slid her hand into Beverly’s bikini bottoms and stroked her rival’s beaten, exhausted tender muff. A few tugs on her muff and strokes elicited little or no response from the brunette except for a small moan from her lips as Cassie’s hand stroked her “sweet spot”. Cassie then took both of her hands and peeled off Beverly’s bikini bottoms. These black bikini bottoms and her black bra would be her trophies as well as some locks of Beverly’s hair which Cassie soon cut with a pair of shears. She placed the hair into a baggie for safe keeping along with the black underwear. To add insult to injury she went back to her bedroom and got her digital camera and a large permanent magic marker. She rolled Beverly over and wrote with the permanent market a large C on Beverly’s smooth firm ass. Cassie taunted her beaten foe by saying “I own your limp tit ass now , honey” She then proceeded to set the timer of the digital camera to take pictures of her victory pose over Beverly by having one shot with her foot on Beverly’s ass and her in a victory pose. She made sure Beverly’s face was in the shot. Another shot was taken with Beverly rolled over on her back and Cassie in another victory pose with her foot grinding into her tits and her arms extended with Beverly’s clothes in one hand. She then did a personal shot with her smiling and holding up Beverly’s head much like a huntress over her prey. Cassie then went over to a drawer in the kitchen and got a roll of duct tape. She bound her opponent up by wrapping her arms behind her back and then proceeded to wrap her legs together at the ankles. She then placed a piece of tape over her mouth. She rolled her opponent over on her stomach and tied together her arms and legs much like a hunter would do prey. She then smiled and went over to the refrigerator to get a beet to quench her thirst and savor a major win in one of life’s battles... The rights to a man after defeating the advances or desires of another woman rival for a man’s affections. After several swigs of the cold brew, she spit one out onto Beverly’s face in a taunting and derisive manner. “Suck on that…bitch!” She then grabbed Beverly by the legs and dragged her beaten carcass into Beverly’s bedroom. Beverly was slowly gaining consciousness. As she opened her eyes she was aware she couldn’t move. She moaned but her cries were muffled. Cassie heard her and got down on her knees. She turned her head towards her. She wanted Beverly to hear what was coming next. Cassie got her cell phone and called Steve. She told him that Beverly would be all “tied up” this weekend and that she was available. “Dinner at eight…at Maxim’s!!!” sounds great to me smiled Cassie. “Oh, by the way, I have a big surprise for you when we return from our date tonight...no no...” I’m not telling, you’ll have to find out yourself.” Bye” As he hung up, she could see tears rolling down Beverly’s cheeks. Cassie took Beverly’s head and sat it in her lap and taunted her. “Steve is all mine now. He’s going to hold me and caress me and tell me how much he loves me” Beverly began sobbing as Cassie was stroking her hand through Beverly’s dark locks and the other was toying with one of her nipples. “You’ll just have to find a new man, one that will hold you, make passionate love to you, tell you how good you are, and moan your name in ecstasy as he plants his seed in your body”. “Too bad it won’t be Steve...he’s mine now”. “Yes, looks like we know who the ‘better woman’ is now don’t we” taunted Cassie to a tearful Beverly. Cassie then called Beverly’s place of work and told them she was not going to be today. Beverly tried to scream, but the tape over her mouth could only elicit a muffled moan inaudible to the other party on the line. “I’m going to make you listen tonight when Steve gets here and we make love. You might actually learn something.” Cassie also added another threat. “You’re going out sweetie. Don’t take me seriously and I’ll make you my sleeper slave”. Cassie then applied a sleeper to her incapacitated rival. Further taunting her by singing a lullaby with nitey night and sweet dreams in it. It was all the more easier as Cassie just pinched Beverly’s nose to cut off any oxygen inflow and Beverly wiggled and cried but soon once again succumbed to a peaceful slumber at the hands of the red head victor. Cassie bent over and kissed her defeated rival on the cheek with the parting words…”Sweet dreams…loser”

That night Beverly had to suffer through hearing Cassie giving Steve a sensuous blow job outside her bedroom door and Steve moaning her name instead of hers as he succumbed to the sexual tactics employed by Cassie for maximum effect on making a man putty in a woman’s hands. Later that day, Cassie came in and told Beverly she wanted her out of the apartment in 3 hours. She cut a slit into the tape that Beverly could wriggle herself out of in about an hour. She then yanked her hair hard and told her she was to be banished forever from her life and not to disturb any of her personal belongings. Cassie then scrunched her foot into Beverly’s womanhood as one last sign of dominance and a reminder of who the better and stronger woman was. “You understand me bitch!” shouted Cassie as Beverly writhed in pain and reluctantly nodded her head in a yes fashion. “Oh by the way, I’ve got these pictures of our little encounter yesterday. You want them all over your office and the web, just try sticking your face in my business…so get lost if you know what’s best for you” sneered Cassie. The last words heard by the brunette Beverly from the red head Cassie as she walked out of the bedroom were “I’m the woman who’s going to nurture and grow Steve’s seed, not you. Get over it loser, you’re love is weak and mine is stronger. Don’t forget it...asshole!”