Apartment Fight in Manhattan
By CS Custom

Donna and Vanessa shared a nice two bedroom apartment in lower Manhattan. They were roommates out of necessity. Though they shared the apartment you wouldn’t really call them friends though they often did often go out clubbing together on weekends. Both girls were in their mid-twenties

Vanessa was the cute girl, not a stunning figure but she got her share of looks. Vanessa was 5’7” tall and had beautiful blue eyes. She had shoulder length dirty blonde hair and weighed about 130 pounds. She had a soft delicate body with 36C breasts that topped a nice figure, not the model type but still a pretty girl to look at. Most of her friends would describe her as the nice girl, the kind your mother would want you to bring home.

Donna was a stunning dark skinned Italian that kept herself in magnificent shape. She was a polar opposite of Vanessa in terms of attitude and the way she handled herself. Often mean and downright bitchy at times, she was always determined to get her way. Donna was 5’9” tall and also weighed 130 pounds. While Vanessa was soft, Donna was a real hard body. She worked out often and kept herself in excellent shape. She loved to flaunt her body in revealing clothes, especially those that showed off her 36D breasts. Donna had long dark brown hair and an almost olive color to her skin.

The two women went out one Friday night and were quickly engaged in a lively conversation with a very good looking man. After more than an hour spent together, it was becoming apparent to Donna that the man was actually more interested in Vanessa. Donna was not very happy about the situation that was developing. She became more flirty with the man, and as she played with the buttons of her already low cut loose blouse she opened it even further. Several times she caught the man sneaking a peek at her cleavage. She even began to lean farther forward giving him more opportunities to stare at her impressive chest. But his attention always seemed to go back to Vanessa and now Donna was just becoming pissed. A few negative comments directed at Vanessa about her past relationships seemed to sour the man’s attention and he excused himself. Fifteen minutes passed and the two women still had not spoken to each other. Vanessa realized Donna had caused the man to leave. Most of the time, Vanessa being the good girl she was, would have let it pass. Not tonight though, she let Donna know how unhappy she was with her and then she got up to leave. Donna had to follow her as they had ridden together.

Once they got into the car a heated argument took place. Back and forth the two women went with their verbal barbs. As they got out of the car and into the elevator on the way up to their apartment, Donna’s Italian temper began to flare even more. Vanessa turned away from her and Donna grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. “Take your hands off me bitch!”

“Who are you calling a bitch?” Donna delivered a hard slap across Vanessa’s face just as the elevator doors opened. Vanessa slipped in the elevator and fell into the corner. Donna stepped out and walked to their apartment door, opened it and quickly slammed it behind her. Vanessa crawled to stop the elevator door from closing, stood up and walked to the apartment door. Donna had locked it behind her so Vanessa had to dig in her purse for her key. Finally she found the key and opened the door and stormed inside. Donna had hidden behind the door knowing Vanessa was coming after her for the slap. Donna had a broom in her hand and whacked Vanessa in the back of the head with the thick wooden handle. Vanessa dropped to the carpeted floor just inside the door. Donna slammed the door shut and locked it quickly. Vanessa was on her hands and knees and Donna drew back with the broom again and lashed down with it across Vanessa’s back with a loud crack. The thick wooden handle snapped in half and Donna tossed the broken stick to the side.

Vanessa was flat on her stomach now, her hand reaching behind her to her hurt back. Donna jumped on top of her and grabbed the hand and pushed it high up into the center of Vanessa’s back causing intense pain in her shoulder. “OOOOOOOOOOOO GET OFF ME BITCH!”

“Fuck you Vanessa! Your little sweet innocent ass is going to pay for trying to steal that man away from me.”

“Steal…..steal…..he wasn’t interested in you dumbass! Even when you tried to show off your cow tits he didn’t want you.”

Donna pushed up on the arm even further using her knee for extra leverage. Vanessa was kicking her feet into the carpet, the pain was so intense. Vanessa was rocking from side to side trying to buck Donna off of her but she didn’t move. Donna kept her hold on the arm but lifted her lower body off the floor and slammed back down into Vanessa with her knee into the small of Vanessa’s back. “OOOOOOOOO SHITTTTTTTTTTT! GET OFF ME DAMN IT!”

Donna let go of Vanessa’s arm and stood up. “Get up bitch! Get up and fight!” As Vanessa got to her knees, Donna charged at her and delivered a hard kick that caught Vanessa in the chin snapping her head up. Vanessa was knocked over and again Donna pounced on top of her. Donna jumped up and dropped her knees down into Vanessa’s soft stomach knocking the wind from her. Vanessa was dazed and Donna took advantage to rip Vanessa’s blouse open. Donna grabbed the front of Vanessa’s bra and lifted her off the floor with it and let her slam back into the carpet. Donna stood over Vanessa slapping her head from left to right. She put her finger in Vanessa’s face as she began yelling at her. Out of desperation, Vanessa kicked up with her foot. The point of her high heel shoe caught Donna flush on the pubic bone. A loud yell came out of Donna’s mouth and her hands quickly went to her crotch as she fell to the side. Both women were lying on the carpet in pain.

Vanessa sat up and pulled off her ripped blouse. She wrapped it around Donna’s throat and began choking her with it. Donna’s hands went to her neck as she tried to pull the torn blouse from her throat. Vanessa began kicking Donna in the back while they struggled. Donna managed to get to her feet for a brief second but quickly fell back down to her knees. Her body started to go limp a minute later and she slumped to the floor. Vanessa let go and took a seat on their sofa. She could see Donna’s breathing was very labored as Donna began coughing. Vanessa kicked off her high heel shoes and stood back up. She unzipped her skirt and pulled it off and tossed it into the corner of the room knowing the two weren’t done fighting yet.

Now able to move more freely in only her bra and panties, Vanessa went back on the attack before Donna could recover. She grabbed Donna by the ankles and turned her over. Then she split Donna’s legs apart and dropped a knee down into Donna’s pussy. Donna sat up at impact, her hands again clutching her crotch. Vanessa tossed her legs to the side and grabbed a handful of Donna’s long brown hair and pulled her to her feet. She slammed Donna down into their large solid wood coffee table face first. Donna was groaning as she rolled over. Vanessa reached down and ripped Donna’s blouse open next. Donna had a black front clasp bra on and Vanessa unhooked it and peeled the cups off Donna’s D breasts. Vanessa ran and picked up one of her shoes and came back to Donna and drove the spiked heel into Donna’s left breast. Donna’s body sprang back to life kicking and bucking wildly as her tit was under attack. Her right hand slapped up at Vanessa and her fingernail scraped Vanessa across her eye. Vanessa dropped the shoe instantly and her hands went to her injured eye as she spun away from Donna.

Donna sat up on the table and looked at the large mark on her breast left by the heel of Vanessa’s shoe. Her large dark areola had a deep scratch in it and her nipple was swollen. She became enraged even more that her magnificent breast was now marked. Vanessa was walking almost blindly through the apartment as she held her hands over her eye. Donna got up from the table and followed her into the small kitchen. She reached out grabbing the back of Vanessa’s bra. The clasp popped open as she pulled Vanessa back towards her. Vanessa was facing her with her hands still over her eye. Donna drove her right fist deep into Vanessa’s soft stomach dropping her to her knees. Vanessa was next to the counter and Donna reached over and grabbed a drawer handle. She pulled a drawer out hard and drove it hard Vanessa’ face right next to the scraped eye. Forks, spoons and knives popped out of the drawer all over the floor. Vanessa was now lying on the floor at Donna’s feet. Donna picked up one of the forks from the floor and sat down on Vanessa’s stomach. She jabbed the fork into Vanessa’s right breast and raked it across her nipple. “OOOOOOOOO SHIT! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FREAK!” Vanessa’s chest was on fire now as the tips of the fork ripped across her flesh leaving small streaks of blood on her breast.

Donna stood up and tossed the fork away. She reached down and pulled Vanessa to her feet and walked her back into the open den area and threw her flat on her back across the coffee table. Vanessa just lay there moaning as Donna hooked her fingers inside Vanessa’s panties and slipped them off. “Oh Vanessa……looks like we need to do a little weeding in the garden baby!” Donna pinched a patch of the blonde pubic hair and snatched it from Vanessa’s body. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOO YOU FUCKING BITCH!”

Donna tossed the hairs into the air and ripped away again. Vanessa sat up grasping Donna’s wrist to stop her from ripping a third time. Donna used her free hand to throw a hard fist at Vanessa’s already swelling face. Her eye was so swollen she did not see the fist coming at her and when it landed, Vanessa was knocked back down onto the table. Donna stood up and dropped back down with her elbow into Vanessa’s breast that had been ripped by the fork. The coffee table collapsed and slammed to the floor. The legs had broken off and splintered. Donna stood up and grabbed one of the broken table legs and jammed it into Vanessa’s other breast. She began twisting and pushing it into the underside of the breast. Vanessa was wearing down and had little energy left to fend off the attack but still she screamed loudly as the splintered wood tore into her tit flesh.

Donna pulled off several minutes later. Vanessa was sprawled across the remnants of the coffee table moaning, both breasts severely scratched with small trails of blood on them. Donna walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and grabbed herself a cold bottle of water and took several gulps. She came back into the den looking at her roommate still lying in the wreck of their table.

Donna picked up the broken broom stick and smacked it against Vanessa’s pubic bone. Over and over she smashed the thick wooden handle into Vanessa. Vanessa’s cries filled the room as she begged her roommate to stop. Donna was insane as she attacked Vanessa with the thick broken handle. She drew back and delivered a hard shot to Vanessa’s head. Vanessa was motionless for over a minute and Donna tossed the handle away.

Doona picked up a lighter on the end table and started lighting candles around the room. Once she had them all lit, she went back to the longest candle in the room and kneeled down over Vanessa. Vanessa was so out of it she didn’t realize Donna had come back to her side. Donna lowered the candle just above Vanessa’s scratched breasts and tilted it, dripping the hot wax into the scrapes and small cuts. Vanessa moaned as the hot wax covered her breasts. Donna stopped when both breasts were coated in the vanilla colored wax.

Donna stood back up and slipped off her panties and tossed them onto the couch. She dragged Vanessa out of the destroyed pieces of their table and then told her. “I need to cum bitch! Beating your ass has me all hot! Lick my pussy!”

Donna lowered herself onto Vanessa’s face. “Now……eat me bitch!” Donna grabbed Vanessa’s hair with both hands and pulled her face up into her pussy. “I SAID EAT ME!” Donna began grinding on Vanessa’s face but Vanessa still held her mouth closed. Donna picked up the broken broom handle again and drove the broken end into Vanessa’s belly button. The jagged wood ripped away at Vanessa’s soft mid-section. Donna then raked the jagged edge across both of Vanessa’s already tender breasts before finally pushing hard into both swollen nipples. “This is your last chance Vanessa, lick my pussy or I will rip your pretty little tits off. Do you understand?”

Vanessa’s tongue darted out and flicked across Donna’s clit. “That’s a good girl…..I see you have learned your lesson…..ummmmmm yeah………that’s it baby…….yeah…..I knew you could eat pussy baby……..your little sweet and innocent act didn’t fool me.”
Donna was grinding hard on Vanessa’s face, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples as Vanessa’s tongue worked on her clit. Donna experienced a very intense orgasm and then rolled off Vanessa. Donna relaxed for over a minute and then stood and left the room. First she went into her bedroom and found her video camera. She sat it up on a tripod and aimed it at the sofa. A couple of quick cables connected to the big screen television and powering up showed the empty sofa on the screen. Donna left the room again, this time going into Vanessa’s bedroom. A minute later Donna returned to the den. Vanessa was trying to get up when she looked up and saw Donna with her long silver vibrator in her hand.

Donna smiled at her. “You thought I didn’t know about your little friend didn’t you? Get your ass over on the couch!” Vanessa weakly shook her head no. “Donna….you win…..I give up……I can’t take anymore…..I’ll move out…..whatever it is you want…
…just please no more.”

“Oh baby…..I just want to have a little more fun with you.” Donna grabbed her by the hair and dragged her over to the sofa. Vanessa saw her figure appear on the big screen television. Donna walked back over and hit the record button. “No Donna….please don’t do this!”

“I’ve heard you late at night when I come in. I know how much you enjoy this. I want to see you cum now!” Donna turned the vibrator on and sat down across Vanessa’s chest. She pulled one leg high onto the back of the sofa and pushed the other off spreading Vanessa’s legs wide open. She rubbed the now humming vibrator on Vanessa’s pussy and shifted her ass slightly and leaned forward so that her pussy was now right above Vanessa’s face.

Vanessa was sobbing, begging Donna to stop the humiliation not knowing what Donna had in store for the video she was now making. Donna finally dipped the tip of the vibrator inside Vanessa’s pussy. Donna could feel the heat coming from Vanessa’s heavy breathing on her own pussy now and could sense Vanessa’s body starting to give in to the pulsing vibrator now buried deep inside her. Donna was spreading Vanessa wide open with her fingers as she slowly worked the vibrator in and out. The speed of Vanessa’s breathing was beginning to increase. “No…….no……please stop Donna….
….no…..oh my god no……please…..please……oh…….oh…..oh….oh my god….yes…
…..oh my god…..yes……yes….yes……oh shit………Donna……oh my god…..oh god..
…no……no……oh shit, I’m going to cum….please……oh please…….yes….yes…oh shit yes………OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO….
….GOD………….YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS…..I’M CUMMING…..
OH DONNA……..I’M CUMMING……..YES……YES…..YES…..OOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Vanessa’s hips were bucking wildly as the slender silver vibrator continued humming inside her. Donna shoved it in deep and let go. She sat on top of Vanessa staring at the large screen, watching as Vanessa’s body shook uncontrollably and listening to the loud screams as the incredible orgasm rocked her roommate. Donna stood up and grabbed Vanessa’s hands pulling them above her head. The vibrator was still buried inside her. Donna held Vanessa in place until the batteries finally began to wear down. Vanessa experienced multiple orgasms before Donna finally released her. Her body was totally spent and beaten to several differing shades of black, blue, purple and red. Donna walked to the recorder and popped out the small tape.

“I’ll hang on to this little video Vanessa. You will be my slave now. If I need to cum, you will eat my pussy on demand. We will go out again…………together, and if I see men that need to be fucked……you will fuck them! If I see another woman that looks like she needs to have her pussy licked……you will lick it! If you ever disobey me, cross me or try to steal another man that I want, everyone you know will see this tape. Have I made myself perfectly clear?”

Vanessa was beaten and accepted her new role. “Yes Donna……..you made yourself clear. I’ll do whatever I have to do to keep the tape secret, just please keep your word.”

Donna smiled knowing Vanessa was now her personal slave. Donna went to her bedroom and changed clothes. As she was about to leave she turned looking at Vanessa still nude lying on the sofa. “I’ll be back in about an hour. I need to put this tape in a safe place. When I return make sure you have showered and fixed yourself up and make sure you put some fresh batteries in your vibrator. It’s going to be a long night.”