Casino Royale

by Diane

Terri placed her bet and watched the dice roll at the craps table. Across the table she caught the dark haired girl watching her. She wasn’t going to let the conference or the dinner ruin the rest of her night. The company’s 4th quarter retreat weekend at the Borgata in Atlantic City was coming to an end. She knew she had made a few off color remarks at the conference and the dinner but it wasn’t intentional. She sipped her drink and placed another bet. The dark haired girl was till watching her.
Terri was 37 yrs old. A fair skinned Irish lass with fiery red hair. 5”6” slender and a 36C bust. Her dark low cut gown revealed a lot of cleavage.

The dark haired girl who glared across the table at Terri was Rashee. Another employee of the company. Rashee , from Pakistan, was 25 yrs old. She had long black hair feathered at the sides that came down past the middle of her back. Two inches shorter then the red head at 5’4” and giving up about 10 lbs, her low cut gown revealed less cleavage of her 34B chest, but the dark red color accented her dark features.

Rashee had taken offense at the red heads comments earlier in the night and had mentioned it to her. At this time Terri didn’t remember what she had said to the younger girl but apparently it didn’t set well with her. She sipped her drink again and saw that Rashee was still glaring at her. Terri gave her a “what are you looking at stare” picked up her chips and turned from the table.
A short time later while standing and observing a poker table Terri was bumped. She turned and came face to face with the Pakistan girl.

“I might have to say you did that on purpose” Terri said.
“That would be the only thing you said tonight that was correct>” Rashee replied.
Terri was taken aback that the girl was so forward.
“Why don’t you go peddle your as some where else” Terri told her.
“Is that how you got your position” the younger girl replied.
Terri clamped her teeth tight together, but before she could reply Rashee’s hand clamped on her forearm. Terri grimaced but twisted her hand over and clamped onto Rashee’s forearm.
A slight tug of war began, each woman holding the others arm tight and pulling.

“Listen you little tramp” Terri began, “For 2 cents I’d slap the shit out of you.”
“Let go of me and I’ll get the 2 cents for you to try” Rashee said.
“Oh you will” Terri smiled. “Why don’t you come up to my room and I’ll take that 2 cents from you”
“Just tell me the number” Rashee smiled back.
“537”
“I’ll be there”

The two let go of each other giving a shove as they released their grips on one another. Terri gave a disgusted toss of her red hair and turned away from the dark haired girl. Rashee watched as the red head strolled away.

A half hour later Rashee knocked on the door of room 537. A voice form inside called, “it’s open”
She stepped into the foyer of the suite closing the door behind her and slipping the lock. Terri heard the click of the lock and got up off the bed. The dark haired girl walked up to the red head and held out her hand. Opening it she dropped two pennies on the floor.
Again the red head’s lips pressed firmly together. Her hand swung out and slapped the girl across the face with a resounding smack.
Rashee’s head jerked to the side, the red hand print of Terri’s hand beginning to glow. When she turned back her balled up fist caught the redhead on the jaw. Terri’s head jerked and she stumbled back wards onto the bed. Rashee let out a yell holding her fist and hopped from foot to foot. until she saw the redhead sprawled on the bed. With a dive she was on top of her. Terri caught the younger woman by the upper arms and flipped her over on her back on the bed. Rashee grabbed at the red heads arms gripping tight. They struggled wriggling off the bed to their feet. Holding one another’s arms tight they spun around pulling and pushing. Into the tiny entrance foyer they went. Terri slammed Rashee against the wall. A large picture tilted askew. Rashee forced Terri backwards across the foyer and into a small table. The vase with flowers on it teetered then fell over rolled to the floor and shattered. A large mirror on the wall reflected the two women’s fight. Back into the room they struggled.

“Oh you bitch you” Terri growled.
“You slut, you slut” Rashee countered.

First Terri’s one hand then the other slipped form their arm grasp into the long feathered black hair of her opponent. Getting good handfuls of the thick hair she yanked hard. Rashee , caught off guard, stumbled where the red head pulled her until her hands too, found the thick luscious red hair. Pulling and yanking back she spun the redhead around and against the armoire rocking the TV inside it.

“Ohhhhh…..”Terri moaned

Her knee came up aiming for the Pakistan woman’s crotch but her long gown prevented her knee form finding its mark. She forced Rashee backwards and onto the bed coming down on top of her. Rashee wrestled the redhead over on her back climbing on top of her. The sound of fabric ripping filled the room as their legs struggled to free themselves form the confines of their gowns.
Terri wrestled the dark haired girl off her and they rolled off the bed to the floor. Over and over they rolled across the rug, screeching and cursing like truck drivers.

“Fucking bitch. I’ll tear you apart”
“ In your dreams you cunt, I’m going to rip you to shreds”

Both were starting to sweat and breath hard the exertion taking its toll. Rashee had hardly ever argued with another woman let alone physically fight with her. Terri on the other hand had been in several cat fights during her life. She knew the power of a good hair pulling.

Back across the floor they wrestled their gowns ripping more and more but neither gave any thought to the garments, their focus on beating up the other. Hitting up against the bed again the two hair yanking combatants pulled one another to their feet by the hair. Both had lost their high heels at the beginning of the fight making the footing better. They both pulled each others hair in the same direction and stumbled into a stuffed chair. The chair over turned sending them both to the floor. Losing their hair holds to break their fall Rashee wound up on top of Terri. Her legs semi free, her gown ripped up both sides to her waist she straddled the redhead. Her hands grabbed two good handfuls of red hair and pulled. Terri grimaced under the Pakistan beauty. She arched her back until just the soles of her feet and the back of her head were on the floor and flipped the younger girl off her. Quickly climbing on top of Rashee , Terri’s hand closed on the girl’s throat. Terri fought to free her legs from her torn gown to straddle the dark girl. Rashee let go of the red hair and grabbed at Terri’s arms digging her nails in the freckled lighter skin. A light colored fine coating of hair covered Terri’s arms in stark contrast to the dark hair on Rashee’s arms. Terri bore down on the girl choking her. Rashee let go of the red heads arms dragging grooves with her nails tearing out the fine hairs. Her hands slapped at the red heads face back and forth till she realized she was using too much energy. Becoming frantic she suddenly noticed an opportunity of attack. Terri’s huge 36C breasts swung free form the top of her gown hanging almost in Rashee’s face. Her hands latched onto the massive mounds and twisted.
Terri gritted her teeth against the pain and pressed her thumbs harder into the girl’s windpipe.
Becoming more frantic the Pakistan girl twisted the mounds of flesh like she was trying to open a combination safe lock. Her hands moved to one elongated nipple grasping it between thumb and forefinger and attempted to unscrew it form the breast.
Pain shooting thru her breasts Terri pushed her self up keeping her hands on Rashee’s throat trying to pull her up. The dark hair girl pulled her legs up and planted them on the redhead’s stomach and shoved.
Terri flew backwards and almost landed on the bed but fell short. The small of her back hit the edge and she thudded to the floor on her butt. She grabbed the small of her back as pain ran thru it.
Rashee rolled to her side holding her throat and gagging. She struggled to her feet. One 34B breast exposed form the torn top of her gown. Terri, thru squinted eyes saw the girl getting up. Using the bed to aid her she got up too. Facing one another they let out a yell and flew into each other fists swinging. Any man would be have been proud of the fist fight that ensued. Bare knuckles landed loud smacks as they struck jaws, cheeks, breasts and shoulders. In the swing fest Terri’s more ruined gown dropped from her landing around her feet. Feeling her feet tangling in the gown she threw her arms around the Pakistan girl in an embrace. Her hands grabbed on the back on the long black hair. She felt Rashee’s hands go into her red hair and start pulling. Leaving a good hand full of hair she grabbed the back of Rashee’s gown and started ripping it.
This didn’t deter Rashee from her embrace of the red head. The gown was only hindering the fight any way. When it fell down to her feet she nimble stepped out of it while tugging away at the redhead’s mane.
Both women now naked except for brief underwear concentrated on their hair pulling. Heads went back and forth and side to side.

“Aggggghhhhh…….”
“Ohhhhh…shit”
“Dammmm you…bitch…..”
“Ohhhh…God”

Eyes squinted shut form the hair yanking pain the two stumbled about blindly. They finally landed against the huge wall of floor to ceiling windows. Rolling each other along the window pulling hair, the in bound Borgota traffic passing floors below them and the Trump Marina Casino in the distance, anyone with good eyesight or binoculars would have had a wonderful sight.

Grunting and groaning sweat rolling down their naked bodies the two women discarded handfuls of each others hair only to grab new holds. The floor was littered with clumps of red and black hair. Neither one knew enough of fighting to put a quick end to their battle, their only thought, to outlast the other.
Their hair pulling frenzy pulled them away from the window leaving sweaty marks resembling their bodies on the glass.
Slow circles they turned groaning, grunting and moaning. Bumping against the back of the sofa they fell over it bouncing off the seats and to the floor. Exhausted as they were the fall and banging of heads stopped their hair pulling.

Terri sat up holding her head. The Pakistan girl lay next to her unmoving. Her legs bent and one hand under her. The tangled knotted mane of black hair lay across her chest. Teri gripped the bed and got unsteadily to her feet. Her head pounded form the relentless hair pulling she received. Her face felt puffy form the fists blows. Red streaks ran down over her breasts from scratches as well as her arms and neck.

Rashee opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. At first she didn’t know where she was. She started to sit up and pain shot thru her whole body. She glanced around still not grasping what or where she was. Grabbing the bed and pulling hers elf up slowly she sat on it. The room was total disarray. Over turned furniture heels and torn gowns lay about the floor. Broken lamps and askew pictures.
“Fight” she thought. “I was in a fight” It came back to her then. Now the sound of running water came to her. She stood up unsteady and moved across the room. The bathroom double doorway stood open. The huge marbled bathroom. To the left double sinks and a wall mirror. Beyond that the water closet door. The back wall a huge soaking tub took up the entire back wall. To the right a vanity seat and mirror. Between the vanity and the tub a large glass and marble shower. The redhead stood in the shower her long red hair now dark red from wet hung down her back. Her hands and fingers went thru it. Rashee’s eyes narrowed watching her. She started across the marbled floor picking up her pace. As she opened the glass shower door and stepped inside the red head turned.

Terri suddenly felt like someone was watching her. She turned just in time to catch Rashee;s out stretched hands.
“Ohhhhhhhh…..” she cried as she was slammed back against the marble shower wall. Rashee grabbed a handful of wet red hair and banged the head against the wall. Lights flashed in front of Terri’s eyes. She blinded reached and found a handful of dark hair and yanked. Rashee let out a groan as her head was yanked to the side. Pushing off the wall the red head forced her antagonist back into the corner. Pressing against her Terri’s eyes caught sight of a plastic bottle of Caress Body Oil on the built in shelf. She grabbed it. Rashee saw her move and grabbed at the red heads wrist. The bottle went up over their heads. Terri squeezed it and a stream of pink lotion squirted out and down over the back of Rashee’s hair. The Pakistan girl twisted the older woman around and against the wall. Again Terri squeezed the plastic bottle and a stream of lotion squirted down the front of Rashee’s chest.
Back around they turned struggling. One hand full of each others hair they other hands gripping the bottle. Against the wall they went. Rashee angled the bottle and the next stream of lotion went down the front of the red heads huge breasts.
Terri let go of the dark hair and grabbed the hot valve and twisted it to full. Hot water began to stream from the nozzle. The shower began to fill with steam as the water turned scalding. Her hand going back to resume the hair pulling the two women struggled in the shower. Trying to force each other into the scalding spray and dosing one another with the pink body lotion. As they fought they found it harder and harder to grip each other due to the lotion. The shower was almost filled with steam. Rashee forced the redhead thru the scalding water. Both let out a yell as the hot water rained over their bodies. They tripped over the shower lip and plunged thru the open door to the bathroom marble floor.
The team out here was not as bad yet but the floor was soaked form the shower door open while they fought.
Wrestling on the floor, Terri naked and Rashee only in cotton white undies, they rolled over and over. Clenched hands held the bottle and lotion squirted from it covering hands and arms, breasts and hair.
When the bottle finally appeared to empty they discarded it. Bodies covered in a pink slippery lotion the two wrestled back and forth. Steam now covering half the bath room and the shower water splaying on the marble floor along with the body lotion made trying to get up a strenuous task so they remained wrestling on the floor. Wet slippery hair was pulled. Hands sought out slippery breasts to try and twist. Slaps and punches slipped off their intended marks. Breasts mashed together in a slippery battle of erect nipples. They rolled one way then rolled back the other. Legs looked for locks but they too became as slippery as eels. The struggle to beat the other was taking its toll.
Rashee being the younger finally gained an on top advantage. Both women panted in each others face. Her hands holding the red heads wet lotioned hair. She got two good grips and being on top banged the redheads head on the marbled floor. Feeling the older woman’s frantic squirming under her she again banged the red hair into the marble. The squirming lessened. Once more she rammed the handfuls of red hair on the marble and the woman under her stopped squirming.
Rashee rolled off her opponent onto her back gasping for air. Glancing over the red heads chest rose and fell with breathing so she was not dead.

Terri opened her eyes and the light sent sharp pains thru her head. Steam filled the ceiling above her. She sat up to fast and dizziness over whelmed her. Holding her head her hair hurt.
“Rashee” she thought.
Glancing around she knew the younger woman was gone. The shower still ran but other then that the room was quiet. She rolled over to her hands and knees head hanging down her long wet tangled red hair dragging on the marbled floor. Rising up to her knees her hand going to her hips she thought…”That’s alright. There will be another time.”

Diane