Feral Mistresses Fight!

Mistress Kylie smiled as she plunged the strap on dildo one more time into the clients asshole, making sure she was getting the full length all the way in (and then some). He squawked once more and Mistress Dannii bitch slapped his face harshly.


"I told you to shut up bitch!" she reprimanded him before spitting on his anguished face.


He may have been anguished but he was enjoying this more than anything he had done in his perverted life. This was a "Double Domme Session", costing a lot more than a session with just one professional Dominatrix but worth every penny to be dominated and humiliated by these two sadistic women. Mistress Kylie was the elder of the two, in her mid forties with short, red hair and a nice figure on her tall frame. Mistress Dannii was in her mid thirties and had long, dark hair, was a bit overweight and had a killer bust. They had worked together quite a few times now and though wary of working with another Domme so far it had been a good way to get extra business. It was however, to be the last day that they would work together and indeed the last that they would be friends.


The session continued for a further fifteen minutes to the allotted finish time, by the end of the hour the poor (happy) guy had been slapped, spat on, kicked in the balls, fucked in the ass and made to drink Mistress Kylie's piss direct from source. He walked awkwardly from Dannii's flat and the two Mistresses started chatting amongst themselves.


"Well that was fun, here's your split honey. Anything else on today?" asked Kylie as she handed over a bundle of notes.


The younger woman accepted the fan of notes and checked them with an increasingly puzzled and annoyed look on her face.


"This is short! Fifty fifty is meant to be the split. He paid two hundred for that and you've only given me seventy!"


Mistress Kylie looked at her colleague harshly.


"Who had to fuck his fat ass? Me! Who had to piss in his disgusting mouth? Me. Not you. You won't do those things, beneath you apparently, so when a client wants the type of things that you aren't happy doing it's only fair I get more, isn't it?"


That was the end of their business relationship right there, in that short conversation. Although there was merit in what Kylie was arguing it had not been agreed beforehand so Dannii thought until it had been the split of cash should be even.


Both women had massive egos and couldn't really believe the nerve of the other, and both were vindictive and petty enough that they couldn't let the fall out go. So within weeks they were sniping at each other online in the BDSM website both frequented and had a lot of contacts on. It started off with snide remarks and digs but before long they were full on insulting each other. This rivalry built further when they attended the local Munch. At first they pointedly ignored each other but eventually they came into contact and could not stop themselves sniping at the other. Things just escalated from there and at the next munch, a month later things turned physical.


Both women had had a drink and were not in the best of humour anyway. A new, younger, prettier Mistress had joined the Club that night and all the attention had been on her putting both Kylie and Dannii's nose well out of joint. They clashed at the bar, both were trying to gain the barman's attention and it was Dannii that got served first much to Kylie's annoyance. As her drink was handed to her Kylie grabbed her rival's elbow and had a real go at her.


"What the fuck?! What are you serving this fat bitch first for? Didn't you see me or was Mrs Blobby here blocking your view?!"


It garnered the desired reaction from Dannii who flew up in a rage.


"Shut it granny! She…"


Dannii got no further as Kylie had grabbed a handful of long dark hair and started hauling at it.


Dannii shrieked at the shock of it and instinctively swung her right hand which held her glass of gin and tonic. It hit Kylie's skull with a thud then a smash of glass. The red head let go of her foes hair and fell, almost comically on her ass. But the there was nothing funny when she rose up, a cut on the side of her face spilling blood freely over the lower half of her face and onto her expensive latex outfit. Dannii was stunned momentarily by the sight of blood but Kylie did not mind it and launched a crushing punch at her foes face, planting her hard punch on Dannii's nose, sending her staggering back and she only stayed up because the other patrons at the bar held her up.


They were out of control now and pounced at each other even though both were hurting. Only the timely intervention of the others at the Munch managed to tear the two wildcats apart. The look in both their faces was one of unadulterated hatred for the other and many of the others were really intimidated as they used their own bodies to keep them from tearing at each other. Amidst a tumult of screeching, swearing and threats both are properly separated and eventually asked to leave the gathering and told in no uncertain terms by the event's organiser to not bother returning. Which was just one more good reason to hate the other.


That night Kylie got stitches in her cut but that didn't stop her phoning her rival at three in the morning with a challenge and a threat. Dannii had hardly slept anyway and knew before she picked up the phone who would be at the other end.


"What is it?"


"It's me bitch, just back from A & E, got stitches in my face because of you."


"Might improve your looks dog face. What the fuck to do want, bit late to be apologising to me?"


"No apologies bitch, this is personal now but lets not get anybody else involved, let's settle this in private."


"What are you suggesting?"


"Simple, I come round there right now and we fight it out. No one to stop us, no one to intervene, just me versus you until its over and one of has beaten the other."


Dannii was an aggressive, dominant woman who held weight and age advantage in any prospective fight with her foe so yes she was interested, but she also held Kylie's toughness in some regard.


"What do you mean beaten, what lengths are we speaking about here? I don't want to have to bury your saggy ass bitch!"


"Any lengths you want fatso, it'll just be me and you there so the winner can do whatever they fuck they want to the loser. Now stop stalling, are we on or are you a big, fat chickenshit?"


The insults worked instantly.


"Fine, get over here as fast as you can old timer if you're in such a hurry to get your ass kicked!"


"That's Ok bitch, I'm right outside your door, open up and let's get going!" was the slightly surprising, snarled response before Mistress Kylie hung up.


With the receiver still in hand a harsh, urgent knocking came on Dannii's front door. Kylie was determined not to give her rival a chance to perhaps hide a weapon or prepare herself. Not willing to lose any face Dannii stormed towards her door and unlocked it, leaving the two Dommes face to face. Despite her rage Kylie did not strike immediately instead she stepped in and watched as Dannii locked and bolted the door behind her - it was woman on woman here, no one would disturb them.


"Two things bitch, we'll do this in my playrooms, there’s plenty of space in there and two as I'm just in my nightie why don't I take it off and you take off your clothes and we'll settle this in the nude, agreed?"


Dannii had her reasons, she was still buying a bit of time to get her mind set for this fight, everything had happened so swiftly so far, less than five minutes ago she had been in bed. Also she didn't want to break any furniture or anything and everything in her dungeon play rooms was pretty robust. Finally Mistress Kylie had a heavy leather coat, boots and belt on all of which could be used to her advantage in a fight. Kylie grunted and nodded and quickly stripped off her clothing as Dannii pulled her nightgown off.


Their bodies were polar opposites, Kylie was taller and wiry, thin, angular and hard. Dannii was shorter and fatter, her breasts magnificent as was her fat ass. Without a word or taking her eye off her foe Dannii led the way into her spacious play room and once Kylie was in behind her turned to face her. There were no words now, no threats, no insults just two hard women staring daggers at each other and preparing for the fight of their life. They came towards each other slowly until their outstretched hands met and after the briefest of grapples the hands went further and latched into each others hair and began tearing and ripping.


"Oooow you bitch!" squealed Dannii, she had the long hair so it was easier for Kylie to get a mean grip and wrench at it. She hauled at it, taking a think clump out, relishing the tearing noise from her enemy's scalp. But then Dannii's hand swung up and her long nails found Kylie's stitches perfectly, scratching them and almost immediately ripping them out and busting Kylie open again. The red head instinctively released her death grip on Dannii's hair, tossing down the thick clump of long hair as she held her hand to the side of her face. Her hand came away crimson again, the wound leaking blood copiously. She stared at the blood stained hand for a moment too long as Dannii marched forward and drove her knee up between Kylie's legs and winded her, forcing her back against wooden bench in the dungeon. Dannii's hands zoned in and tightened on Kylie's exposed throat, choking her immediately. Kylie was dazed and winded but reacted pretty quickly and viciously, reaching her hand up and gouging her thumb at Dannii's right eye. It barely found it's target but was enough to make Dannii stagger back holding her face. If there had been any doubt that this was going to be dirty and nasty and violent then they were long since forgotten.


"Dirty cunt! Aaaargh!" snarled Dannii as she regained her vision in her right eye just in time to see Kylie's fist zoom right in on her nose once again.


This punch was even better than the one at the bar in the Club. It smashed into Dannii's nose perfectly and with a crack and a small explosion of blood it was broken. And this time with nobody behind her when the brunette staggered and reeled she landed flat on her back, momentarily seeing stars.


Kylie did not hesitate, dropping her knees across Dannii's shoulders and straddling her to deliver a series of stinging slaps. Each one delivered with a new insult.


"Cunt! Bitch! Pig! Whore! Slut! Cow!"


Ignoring the pain in the centre of her face Dannii bucked her torso and managed to dislodge the older redhead but all that happened was Kylie moved further down the brunettes body so she was sitting atop her belly and that gave her a brand new couple of targets.


"Aaaaarghhhhh!!"


Dannii let out her cry as each of the fingernails of Mistress Kylie's hands sunk into her tits and started to maul and scratch them. She was vicious in her assault, her nails deep in the soft flesh and gouging angry red furrows instantly. Dannii howled as the pain and thrashed her arms and legs, her right hand hit something and she grabbed it. She knew what it was instantly a ball weight. A heavy metal ball that she liked to attach to some of her slaves balls or nipple rings. She gripped it and swung her hand smashing it into the side of Kylie's head. Knocking her over and off Dannii's body.


The assisted punch had nearly knocked Kylie out and she slumped on the floor dully holding her head as her brain seemed to bounce around her skull. Dannii pushed herself up, felt her bleeding nose and her scratched tits and saw red. She raised the metal ball and thumped it down on the back of her enemy's neck. Mistress Kylie gave a groan and toppled over, out of it for the moment. Dannii was not finished though, no way this ginger bitch wasn't going to suffer for what she had done so far and the brunette knew just what she needed. She moved to a drawer in the room and took out a choke chain collar she enjoyed using on some of the kinkier clients. With Kylie down on her face it was easy for Dannii to straddle her back and use her hair to lift her head and slip the choke chain around Kylie's neck and snap it in place. She was just considering restraining her further when Kylie came around, shaking her head.


"What the fuckkkkkkkk…."


Kylie's query was cut off as Dannii pulled sharply on the leash, tightening the hard fabric right around Kylie's throat. Dannii was kneeling over Kylie's back and had perfect leverage to choke her. After twenty seconds or so during which Kylie's face started turning bright red and the wound from earlier started bleeding heavily, Dannii relented and hissed in her foes ear.


"You are going to regret this bitch, when I'm done with you you'll be begging me and you'll tell me who the most dominant Mistress is!"


Kylie gargled out a "Fuck you" but it was lost as Dannii stood up and yanked on the leash hauling Kylie up by the neck before pulling her over to a the bench in the room and forcing Kylie's body over it. The leash was long enough that it could be pulled over one end and the run under and pulled again, pulling Kylie's head tightly to the soft surface of the high bench. Neatly within reach of Dannii was her favourite bamboo cane.


Although she could not take the time she normally would to lash a slave and make sure each stroke was perfect she made up for that with power and speed, firing off twenty rapid fire strokes with her cane to Kylie's expose, unprotected ass with as much violence as she could. The thick can snapped on the twentieth lash and Dannii took the moment to view the carnage she had wrought on her enemies ass. Kylie's ass cheeks were both cut open and bleeding and she had ugly big welts criss crossing her pale skin. Re-entering her violent frenzy Dannii released her hold on the leash and turned Kylie over then holding one end of the halved cane she drove the other, sharply splintered end, into Kylie's forehead. The jagged shards of cane stabbed into the red head's skin and created several nasty cuts that quickly started leaking, Kylie's face was a bloody mess now, a spiderweb of crimson dripping down her features. Dannii laughed and prepared to jerk the choke leash once more to squeeze more out of her rival when Kylie realised her feet were between Dannii's and she summoned up the strength to kick upwards, connecting neatly with the brunette's cunt.


Mistress Kylie blinked blood from her eyes and wincing at the tightness she managed to loosen the accursed leash from around her throat and throw it off. She went to step forward but was unsteady on her feet and collapsed to her knees the lack of oxygen, the pain from her ass and the blood loss all taking their toll. She began to crawl from the room, realising she needed some moments to get her strength back, as she crawled from the dungeon play room Dannii made it back to her feet and grimacing at her sore pussy she followed her, determined not to let her advantage slip. By the time she had caught up with her Kylie was in the bathroom and pulling herself up with the help of the sink to stare at her bloodied reflection in the mirror above the sink. Through the blood she saw Dannii standing behind her and instant before Dannii grabbed the back of her head and rammed it forward smashing into the glass.


Dannii held Kylie by her short hair and ground her face into the shattered glass while she hissed at her again.


"Look at you old timer, busted wide open, bleeding like a stuck pig. And I'm gonna make it worse, unless you beg me now, beg me to spare you this beating. Go on beg me!"


She twisted Kylie's head around but all she got was a faceful of blood laced spit, which enraged the younger Domme no end.


"You cunt!" she delivered a short rabbit punch into Kylie's kidneys.


"You filty, old cunt!" This shouted as she thumped Kylie's face into the shattered mirror one more time.


Still in a rage as she wiped the disgusting phlegm from her face she pulled her foe from the mirror and over to the toilet bowl and thrust her face into the ice cold water.


"Let's wash that filthy mouth of yours out bitch!" she screamed as she held her there, watched the water turn pink then flushed the handle.


She held her rival in there for the full length of the flush, only allowing her coughing, spluttering head up after the flush had subsided. Holding Kylie's head she bitch slapped her a couple of times, enjoying the glazed expression on her face as she addressed her.


"Listen up you dumb old whore, I am going to finish you now, I'll sit my fat ass (as you like to call it) right over your face and smother you unconscious and when you wake up, guess what? You'll be tied to my cross through there and then I'm really going to punish you! You know how I like my whips and crops? I'll flay you alive!"


So manic was Dannii's voice that it was all too easy for Mistress Kylie to believe her. But she felt weak and tired and as Dannii dropped her on her back there was seemingly nothing she could do to stop that happening. The red head looked up as Dannii's thunder thighs descended the thought of being smothered under her ass just the worst possible to her at that moment. But as Dannii came down, her sweaty thighs encircling Kylie's head a spark of light came to the older Mistress. Specifically it was the reflection of the bathroom light on Mistress Dannii’s clit piercing, a metal bar. Acting on desperate instinct as Dannii’s pussy passed over Kylie's face before her ass took it's place Kylie opened her mouth, grabbed the bar in her teeth and bit down for all she was worth!


In an instant chaos erupted. Dannii felt the sharp teeth on her sensitive, wet clit (she was aroused at thrashing her hated rival) and she screamed and stupidly stood up in the hope of relieving the pain. Mistress Kylie had bitten down hard on the bar and it was her mouth that won the tug of war, ripping the bar from Dannii's clit as she stood. Her scream intensified and a splash of blood spilled down on Kylie's own bloody face. The few moments of respite were all Kylie needed, she knew how close she had been to losing this was and she now saw her chance. Spitting the bar and a bit of clit on the bathroom floor she regarded her foe who was now standing by the bath holding her hands to her pussy and half in shock, half in pain whimpering. Kylie got half way up and lunged into Dannii from behind sending her sprawling into the bath tub with an almighty clatter. Leaving her for a moment Kylie disappeared into the hall only to return seconds later to turn the hot tap on full over Dannii's stunned face. The hot water hit the brunette full on the face and made her move but as she tried to get her feet in the slippery tub it was easy for Kylie to measure a punch into her foes gut then a hard uppercut to her chin sending her back into the filling tub.


The hot water burned at her now and Dannii had to get out so she forced herself up and almost slithered on her belly from the tub but that left her head unprotected as it came down and Kylie was waiting. She had went to the hall to put on her boots and with such an inviting target what damage she did. She swung her leg back and kicked a field goal with Dannii’s head and the fat brunette lost a several teeth from the blow before she had slithered fully out of the bath and onto the blood stained floor.


Kylie stood over her foe and surveyed the wreckage of Dannii's face, nose broken, mouth bleeding and missing teeth a huge bruise already showing on her chin and smiled. She grabbed her ankles and turned her slightly so she stood between them then carefully stamped the heel of her boot down on Dannii's bleeding pussy and held it there grinding it in. Dannii howled like an animal and there were tears now. Kylie just ground her heel harder and smiled as blood coursed down her own face.


"Come on fatso, back to your dungeon I think!"


And with that Kylie took a grip of Dannii's long, wet hair and began to drag her back towards the room they had started fighting in. At the door to the dungeon Dannii had got enough wits about her to grab the doorframe to prevent her being dragged in, there were things in there (the choke leash, handcuffs, other restraints) that could finish this fight for her, she knew that. However, her stopping had left her head in a bad position and Kylie saw her chance immediately and slammed the door shut catching Dannii's skull between door and frame. It was a heavy door and the force of it smashing into the brunette stunned her again and before she could get a hand up the door slammed on her again and again. Dannii slumped her head to the floor and offered no further resistance and Kylie dragged her into the dungeon.


Kylie kicked her in the ribs twice, the second hard enough to force Dannii over onto her back. Her eyes were glazed over and Mistress Kylie knew this fight was all but won.


Kylie considered, for a moment, doing what her opponent had tried to do to her - sit on her face and smother her unconscious. But the possibility of her doing what she had done (even though Kylie had no piercings like Dannii had had) dissuaded her. She gave Dannii another kick, this time right between her legs driving the point of her boot right in there but Dannii barely reacted before rifling through the drawers in the dungeon room for a couple of pairs of handcuffs. She stuck her hands inside them so she was wearing them like knuckle dusters before straddling Dannii's chest and sneering at her.


"No looking at your best today Blobby, are you? Such a shame when your looks start to go."


Then Mistress Kylie started to pepper her downed opponent with a series of punches with both hands, each blow handcuff assisted. She battered Dannii's tits mercilessly, right after left sinking into them turned them black and blue before her eyes. Then Dannii's wrecked face got the treatment, her bleeding mouth hammered with more blows until her eyes flickered and were about to close.


"Sweet dreams bitch when you wake up you'll be tied to that bench over there and your punishment will really begin!"


With that threat planted Kylie pulled back her fist and smashed another fist into her foe's nose, breaking it again and knocking her spark out.


*


Dannii was unconscious for nearly and hour. Her body and mind shutting down from the heavy beating she had taken. Mistress Kylie had lugged her rival over to the bench and draped her body over it, hand cuffing each wrist to the end of the bench and tying her ankles to the other corners. Both women were experts with knots so they each knew there was no escape for Dannii unless Kylie allowed it. After restraining Dannii Kylie had had a rest herself. Washing her own cuts and bruises, having a drink and tending to her wounds. She was tired but happy that it was not her that had lost. Also she searched the house for a few things…


As consciousness slowly returned to Dannii so too did the pain. And it wasn't localised it was her whole body. Her pussy hurt both from the kicks and stamps and from being bitten, her tits and stomach were bruised and battered but it was her face, just a few hours ago a lovely thirty something smiling face that hurt the most. Her teeth were destroyed, her nose a smashed mess, her jaw ached like all hell and her head throbbed terribly. The events of the fight came back to her in a rush and she groaned miserably.


"Back with us are you fatty? You're looking a bit rough, had a bad day? Well it's only going to get worse cunt!"


And with this Mistress Kylie unleashed a barrage of hard shots from a leather belt she had taken from the dungeon.


"Not so fucking smug now are you?"


Dannii was a tough woman, a hard woman who would not break easily but after the fight her spirit was broken and she had nothing left so she wailed and cried as Kylie lashed her ass hard. When she eventually relented though it was only to goad her rival further.


"You are finished bitch, understand, finished. When we are done here you will sell up and leave town as soon as your fat ass can. If you don't I will not stop next time, I will kill you!"


One look into Dannii's puffed up, bruised eyes saw that she believed her.


"And to make sure you believe me I'll give you a couple of things to remind you of my absolute dominance over you. Recognise this?"


At this Kylie held a strap on dildo up to Dannii's face. It was no ordinary one though, it had been covered with sandpaper and Kylie had used it on only the most masochistic of her clients. And oh, did Dannii recognised the instrument of torture. She wailed and struggled and did everything she could to free herself but in effect the knots just got tighter but she suddenly froze as she felt the tip press against her asshole.


"You ever think of fucking with me again bitch just remember this next five minutes!"


And with that warning Kylie thrust forward and impaled Dannii on that obscene sandpaper covered weapon. Dannii screamed as it entered her and continued to do so for the next five minutes as Mistress Kylie ass raped her with that vile phallus. When she finally stopped Dannii could not even feel her ass any more.


Kylie was tiring now, she had had enough of what had been a long, hard day but she had one last task. She took the electric shaver that Dannii had used on men's pubic hair normally and with Dannii still wailing miserably she started hack off the long, dark hair with scissors then finished the job with the shaver. After fifteen minutes or so Dannii lay there with a buzz cut, her hair lying in a pile around her beaten body. There could be no doubt who was the dominant Domme now