The Tavern - Monica V Randee
I’m Dan. I am a bartender at The Tavern, the finest drinking establishment in town. I know it’s a stupid name but I changed it to protect the guilty. I live in a college town with a few big plants - nothing huge but not tiny either.
Big Jake owns the place. He was a marine years back and retired to open his bar. Jake is a huge man with hands the size of bear paws. Beers look tiny when he holds them. Big Jake is the toughest man I have ever known. And like a lot of really tough men, he is quiet about it. The bar has a bouncer for small problems. Jake’s bar doesn’t have big problems. People get the idea real quick that the Tavern is not a place to fuck around. The only time I saw him get ‘involved’, three bikers were on the floor looking for their teeth. One had a broken arm. That took about 3 minutes. They didn’t come back.
It was Friday night at 10 and the place was packed. My half of the bar was humming and I was helping Randee with hers. It was her first weekend night shift and she was working her hot little ass off - she was still learning then and needed the help. Big Jake had a habit of bringing strays to the bar. Randee had been a stripper that Jake was helping to get off the pole.
And who wouldn’t like Randee? She was 23, blonde, 5’8”, had 34Ds that looked huge on her thin frame and had legs to die for. She had the tightest body I had ever seen, with a defined belly and lean, strong arms. She was smoking hot but she had an attitude for days and would never hesitate go give someone shit or drive them crazy with a look of her eyes. Once, I made a comment about a girl’s ass that she shouldn’t have heard. She walked right up to me, turned around and flipped her skirt up to show an ass that would make men sell their car. I tried to play it off and told her sure, it was ok. She punched me in the face and knocked me on my ass with that one punch. I had a black eye but I have never laughed so hard after getting punched in the face.
This night, Randee was in a cheerleader skirt with knee socks and tennis shoes. Her short top was open at the top and showed her tight belly and cleavage for days. She was off the pole but not far from it. One of the reasons she was running behind is that every man she served tried to buy her shots, hit on her or straight propose marriage. She was very, very good for the tip jar.
The girls at the bar were not too happy with Randee - they were used to getting a lot more of attention and free drinks. I thought the guys were stupid - with everyone paying attention to Randee it should be easier to pick up other girls. But they stared like deer in headlights at Randee.
Three barflies at Randee’s side of the bar were especially pissed. Monica and the Mexitwins were not happy. Monica was a fairly attractive, black haired, Hispanic girl. She was 28, about 5’6” and had a nice ass and round 38ds. She had a mean streak too. I’d seen her rip into men who couldn’t take no for an answer until they retreated, withered. The Mexitwins were too overweight Hispanic girls known for sucking down drinks and cock. They were Monica’s sidekicks and I couldn’t tell you what their real names were. They followed Monica around and drank for a living as far as I knew.
About 11, the girls started to get really catty. They kept complaining that Randee had fucked up their drinks, which is hard to do with vodka and red bull. Then they complained that the drinks were weak. Randee held her tongue for a while but I could see her getting pissed. It was hard to watch her - the bar was packed. But every time I looked over she was getting angrier and angrier. I kept looking at Jake, who was leaning on the end of the bar nursing a beer and talking to a few regulars. He nodded at me, meaning he was watching. I guessed he wanted to see how Randee handled it.
I had almost forgotten all that at midnight when I heard a bottle smash on the floor. One of the girls had thrown it down but I don’t know which. Randee was leaning nose to nose with Monica over the bar. All the action at the bar had stopped - everyone was looking at these two creatures screaming at each other inches away. The Mexitwins were on either side of Monica screaming at her Randee too. The crowd was making noise with a few chants of “fight, fight”. I never saw Jake move toward them but suddenly he was in between all of the girls and the yelling stopped. He walked Randee to his office. She was nuclear. He came back and bought the 3 girls a shot and I covered the bar.
Ten minutes later, Jake walked Randee over to the girls. Randee looked like she had lead weights attached to her arms and legs the way she moved slowly toward the girls. With Jake’s big paw on the back of her neck, she walked over, said the words Jake had obviously told her to say and she stuck her arm out to shake Monica’s hand. Monica called her a cunt and spat in her face. Jake caught Randee in mid air as she jumped over the bar at the Hispanic girl. I never saw the big man move so fast. It was pretty funny but I wondered what would happen next.
He whispered something to Randee and then to Monica. Both girls nodded and Randee walked back to the office. As she left the fatter Mexitwin yelled “That’s right you white trash bitch”. Randee smiled at the girl but kept walking. It was not a nice smile.
Jake gave the girls more shots and they sat at the bar. Three guys joined them and the group drank shots and beers. There was something up - they were leaning in and talking for a long time. Every so often they would laugh and high five each other. The group was still there at closing time.
At closing, there were about 10 regulars in the back room, where Jake had a couple of pool tables and a couch in the corner. I asked Jake what the deal was and he told me to shut down the front lights and come on back. “It’s gonna happen. I’d rather it happen here than on the street, where she’ll just get jumped.” I got the picture.
Big Jake brought Monica and her friends into the back. They were on one side of a pool table and the regulars were on the other. He put Monica in the back of the pool table near the couch, where it was more open. Then he brought Randee in. Randee was red faced and really, really angry. Jake told the girls that this was their last chance to back out but if anything happened outside of this room, they would all be banned from the bar. Randee nodded - she loved Jake and needed the job. Monica and the Twins nodded too - this was the best bar in town and they were not about to be shut out. Jake handed the girls 4 ounce gloves and Vaseline. It was 2 days later that I thought to wonder how he had those at the bar.
Jake made the girls take off their rings, earrings and shoes and made Monica empty her pockets. Monica took off her flannel shirt and was in a wife beater and jeans. Her hair was pulled back and she looked mean. Her tits were huge - I hoped we would see them before the night was over. The smaller Mexitwin put Vaseline on Monica’s face and she put on the gloves.
Randee was still in her open tank top and skirt. Her hair was loose. Jake told her to put on the gloves and Vasaline and but ignored him. She said “I am going to knock this bitch out. I don’t need that stuff.”
Monica yelled “Fuck you you white trash stripper fucking whore”, and made a move toward Randee.
Big Jake held their shoulders to keep them apart. “Randee, cocky is not a strategy” he said. She looked like she didn’t even hear him. She just stared at Monica, who stared back with blood in her eyes.
Jake spoke to each girl. I guessed rules but I couldn’t hear it over the crowd laying bets. It was even money and I put $100 on Randee - figured she was an easy pick since she hit like a mule.
When he was done, Big Jake spoke to the crowd. “Ok, this is Monica and this is Randee. If anyone gets involved I will crack their head. This fight goes until one girl gives up or I say its over. Do you understand?” The crowd was quiet but excited. The girls sort of nodded but never stopped looking at each other. Jake moved away and somebody yelled “why are you fighting?”
Monica had her hands on her hips and said, “This bitch fucked my man. After tonight she isn’t going to fuck anybody for a long time.”
Randee laughed and said “Cunt, where is he? Where is your man? He wasn’t yours or he would be here. He was an asshole. You are just a skank bitch and you need your ass kicked.” And then it was on.
Monica launched herself at Randee, who calmly threw a front kick into the Monica’s belly. Monica hunched over, holding her belly. Randee hit her with a knee to the side of the head that staggered her back. I was surprised that it didn’t put her down. Monica shook her head but Randee didn’t press her advantage. She said “give up now before I really hurt you.”
The next few minutes, Monica was cautious. She kept her guard while Randee bounced on the balls of her feet. Randee’s tits looked so good bouncing up and down and the crowd hollered pretty loud. Her legs were tight and well muscled and she was a sight. I doubled my bet.
The girls moved around each other. Monica caught Randee with a glancing left on the side of her head but it had little effect - Randee partially blocked the blow and fired two fast right hands into Monica’s left tit. Monica screeched and grabbed her tit. Randee moved closer, grabbed the brunette’s shoulders and pulled her down. The blonde fired 3 knees deep into Monica’s belly and tits. You could see the air rushing out of the Hispanic girl and her friends screamed for her to get out of that clinch.
The hot bartender grabbed Monica’s pony tail, pulled her into a headlock and turned her around to show her off to the crowd. Monica tried throwing punches into Randee’s side but they had little effect on her rock hard body. Randee turned Monica again and slammed her head into the rail of the pool table. The crowd responded with an ooh and Monica went down for the first time in the fight. Randee followed up with a few stomps to the belly. I couldn’t see Monica real well but she stayed down. Randee stopped after the third stomp and raised her arms and played to the crowd again. Dumb bitch, I thought. Then she grabbed Monica’s ankles and sent a stomp to the crotch. Not so dumb, I thought. The crowd was screaming for more. The Mexitwins were yelling for Monica to get up and fight.
Monica made it to her knees and Randee threw a few more kicks to her belly and side. The brunette was getting her ass kicked and Randee was in charge. She looked so sexy with her long legs, kicking the hot brunette. Randee grabbed Monica and pushed her so her ass rested on the pool table and went to work. She slapped the brunette hard across the face and then backhanded her with the same hand. She slapped her 10 or 12 times slowly. Each time she measured her and hit her with all of her power, the crowd responded and we heard Monica’s groans.
Monica was bleeding from the side of her face, where she had hit the table. Her lip was split and her face was red from those hard slaps. Randee switched to punching her in the belly over and over - she threw wicked lefts and rights into the Hispanic girl’s body for a few more minutes. Monica was doing nothing to stop this or fight back - I wondered if Big Jake was going to stop this fight but he just stood there silently watching the action.
Randee asked the crowd, “Want me to strip this bitch?” We all did and let her know. Randee grabbed Monica’s tank top and split it open. She turned her around facing the crowd and put her in a hammerlock with one hand and a held her hair from behind with the other. She walked her around the room as everyone screamed encouragement. Randee had a huge smile on her face. Monica was a mess - red faced, with a small trickle of blood coming from her lip and eye. She was sweating and her huge tits were popping out of her bra and showing through what was left of her tank top. She screamed in pain from the hair pull and from having her arm twisted so high behind her. The Mexitwins were beside themselves screaming for Monica to fight.
Randee pulled her up into another standing headlock - I think she was going to slam her head into the pool table again. But Monica knew what was coming and had enough sense to avoid it. The brunette stomped hard on the blonde’s foot. Randee screamed and backed off, limping gingerly on her foot. Monica moved toward her and stomped her heel a second time on the top of the injured girl’s foot. It was Randee’s turn to yell out in pain.
Monica looked like she wanted to kill Randee. She grabbed the blonde’s head and twirled her around and threw her at the wall. Randee plowed into the wall, off balance and head first. She sort of stuck there with her face, tits and arms pressed against the old drywall. Monica wasted no time and grabbed Randee by the hair again. Randee’s forehead was bleeding and she couldn’t put any real weight on her foot. The Hispanic girl held her by the hair so she was bent over and off balance. Her neck was turned in a painful, unnatural position. Then Monica repeated the move that had turned things around and spun Randee into the pool table. This time, Randee lost her balance, fell and her side hit the corner of the table. She yelled in pain and the crowd responded with a collective “ooooh”.
Monica stood there and tried to breathe. She was mostly topless with her tits glistening with sweat. She and looked hot in her jeans, her bare feet dirty from the bar floor and a mix of blood and sweat covering her face. She wiped her eyes with her forearm and leaned on her knees for a moment. Randee hadn’t moved and I wondered if she was done. But then I saw that Randee was trying to get to her hands and knees. Monica moved toward her. She screamed as she launched a massive kick into the blonde’s wounded side. If Randee didn’t have bruised or broken ribs, she did now. Monica followed up with a kick to the mouth that got another huge reaction from the crowd and put Randee on her back. The Mexitwins were beside themselves, yelling for Monica to fuck Randee up.
Monica sat down on Randee’s belly and launched furious punches into her face and tits. She threw without aiming. It was a blind rage and she screamed obscenities at the girl as she did it. She was an animal. It went on for a few minutes until she punched herself out and sat there panting. I couldn’t see too well because they were on the floor by the pool table but Randee clearly wasn’t moving.
After a bit, Monica stood and grabbed Randee by the hair and pulled, trying to get the blonde to stand. She finally managed to pull and push Randee onto the pool table and I could see better. The blonde’s nose was pouring blood and she was dazed if not totally out of it. Monica ripped at Randee’s top and pulled it apart. She shredded it and then tore at her bra. She threw the top and then the bra into the crowd and we all got a look at the best rack I have ever seen. Her breasts were covered in sweat but they stood firm and high and her nipples pointed at the ceiling.
Randee partially recovered and put her hand on Monica’s face, trying to push her away. Monica slapped her hand away and punched her hard in the right tit. Then she did it again and again. She went to work on Monica’s tits with her nails. She dug in with each hand and kept a death grip on those amazing breasts. The blonde had nothing to fight back with - she just moaned from the punishment and had to take it. Monica pulled back and launched haymakers into Randee’s tits - pounding her nipples and the places she had scratched. Finally, Monica stopped. She was gassed and was barely able to keep her breath. Monica said, “Had...enough...puta...bitch?”
Randee’s head rolled around on the pool table and she looked at Monica. She motioned for Monica to come closer - I figured she was done. Instead she smiled and spat blood into Monica’s face. Monica staggered back and wiped her eyes in shock. The cunt was beat but wouldn’t admit it. Monica stared at blonde in disbelief.
Jake stepped between them and asked Randee if she wanted to quit. Randee said weakly “Fuck no!” Jake backed Monica up and told Randee if she wanted to keep fighting, she had to stand up.
We all waited for Randee. It took a long time and every inch looked excruciating. First she rolled toward the center of the table and had to turn the other way. She rolled to the edge of the table, still sitting on her side. The crowd was telling her to stay down - either because they liked her or because they hated her. But she finally rolled to her feet, or her foot. All of her weight was on her right foot and she turned toward Monica. Her left hand was stuck to her side where her ribs were hurt. Her tits were red and purple from the fight and blood from her face was running down her chin.
Monica walked right up to her and laughed. She knew Randee had nothing left. She stuck her chin out and dared Randee to hit her. Randee moved like she was going to hit her but instead punched Monica as hard as she could in the pussy. Monica made no sound as she hunched over and fell back into the couch. The crowd loved it and let Randee know. That bitch had spirit, we all had to admit.
It took Randee almost a minute to hop/limp move over to the couch and by the time she had, Monica was ready. The truth was, Randee didn’t have enough left to follow up and Monica returned the last blow by kicking Randee square in the pussy. Randee landed on her knees on the ground with her arms between her legs. Monica got up and punched Randee in the head and kicked her in the stomach and then the tits. Monica rained down blows for a minute until her air left her again. Randee sat on her knees and absorbed the blows but she made no moves to stop them. Still, she looked so sexy on her knees, topless and holding her bruised pussy and tits.
Big Jake stepped in again. He told Randee to quit, that she had had enough. She spat at the ground but didn’t speak. I couldn’t see her well but knew she was a mess. Jake told her again if she wanted to fight, she had to stand up.
We all waited for her. Monica screamed at Jake to let her finish the bitch but Jake had his huge arm in between her and the downed blonde. Randee was on her hands and knees, trying to stand on her damaged foot and with bruised or broken ribs. Once again, Monica’s people told her to stay down. Her friends told her to stay down. Even those of us with money on her told her to quit. Everyone but Randee knew the fight was over.
Randee actually stood. What a stubborn bitch! She gave the brunette the finger and dared Monica to come at her. Jake moved his arm and Monica hit her in the face with a huge right hand. She wilted more than she fell. Randee stared up at Monica with a bewildered look on her face.
Finally, Big Jake grabbed Monica and pulled her back. He told her she had won and that the fight was over. Later, Jake told me that he saw the glassy look in Randee’s eyes and that she was done. No shit, I told him.
Monica hugged her girls and wiped her face with a towel. She cleaned up and left with her friends. They left with most of our money as the regulars had bet on Randee with me. We were sorry that she lost but had our respect. One by one, the regulars filed out and went home.
Jake had me take Randee upstairs to my apartment to clean her up and watch over her - I had some medical training that came in handy. I slept in a chair by the bed, watching one of the toughest girls I had ever seen sleep off a brutal fight. Every time she woke up, she told me what she would do Monica when she got the chance.
I took her to the hospital in the morning and described the hit and run from the minivan that had fucked her up so bad.
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