Part 1 is under my 2007 stories ...

Sister's Keeper - Part 2
by Damon

Jennifer scowled as she looked over her basement, two battered, naked brunettes trying to cover up their respective pain in front of the redheaded newcomer.

“Who would have thought it? No sooner do I come home than I hear the sounds of two women fighting in my own basement,” spat Jennifer as she stared forward hatefully at Kathleen, who was massaging her stomach and the side of her head following two kicks from her redheaded rival.

“And when I get downstairs, not only do I find the bitch I hate I most in the world, but my own beloved sister as her opponent!”

Jennifer turned to glare coldly at her sibling, Julie, who was busy rubbing her throat with both hands after Kathleen had been squeezing her own hands around Julie’s neck.

“Well, sorry about that,” gasped Julie, not sounding completely sincere.

“Just keep quiet, Jules,” snapped Jennifer at her sister without even looking at her. “When I want your opinion, I’ll ask you for it.”

Jules growled softly at her older sister, but offered no other resistance to her older sibling.

“You should have gotten here a little later, tramp,” wheezed Kathleen, still in pain, from across the floor. "Your little slut of a sis just might be lifeless now.”

She smiled, weakly but defiantly, up at her longtime rival.

Jennifer wasn’t intimidated or amused. She turned towards her mortal enemy, and took several quick strides towards Kathleen before stopping just in front of the brunette. Her eyes blazing and her mouth tight-lipped, Jennifer bent over at the waist even as she reached down with both of her strong hands and wrapped them tight about Kathleen’s vulnerable neck.

Groaning slightly with effort, she pulled Kathleen up to her knees, muscles visibly knotting and tensing in Jennifer’s arms as she strained against the brunette’s weight. With a supreme effort, the redhead dragged Kathleen to her feet and then slammed her back into the near wall before tightening her hands about Kathleen’s throat.

Kathleen gasped and squeezed her own hands helplessly about Jennifer’s wrists as the redhead started squeezing with her own considerable strength and began strangling her hated enemy. Bony thumbs pressed deep into the brunette’s windpipe as Jennifer slammed Kathleen against the wall again, harder this time. Julie looked up from where she lay across the basement, watching her sister’s shapely, solid ass cheeks jiggle with each squeeze of her strong hands about Kathleen’s slender neck, watched Kathleen struggle in vain and gasp for precious air that wasn’t coming into her tortured lungs.

And Julie smiled, a cruel, evil grin she punctuated with a lick of her lips as she reveled in her sister’s physical punishment of their mutual adversary. Kathleen had begun struggling harder now, one hand pushing against Jennifer’s lower jaw and forcing the redhead’s skull back slightly, even as Jenn’s powerful hands continued to crush the brunette’s neck, Kathleen’s face now reddening from oxygen deprivation. Julie wondered how long anyone could hold out in such a terrible grip, and surmised that at this rate of constriction, that Kathleen probably only had a few minutes of life left in her...

“I should have snuffed you years ago, slut,” the redhead snapped hatefully at the dark-haired woman directly in front of her, her sister Julie all but forgotten by the two long-time combatants.

Kathleen cried out in agony, her voice gurgling horribly as Jenn’s thumbs stabbed as far as they could into the brunette’s windpipe, just before Kathleen lashed out with a bony fist and smashed the redhead straight in the face. Jennifer shook her head from side-to-side, momentarily stunned, as Kathleen lashed out once, twice, three more times, the succession of bony-fisted blows making the room swim about the strangling redhead, until finally Kathleen managed to get her right leg up just enough to place her bare foot against Jenn’s smooth stomach and thrust her away her would-be slayer.

Jennifer crashed down on her back almost right next to Jules, who momentarily thought of covering her sister’s mouth with both hands and suffocating her, or fastening those strong hands about her sister’s throat and choking her for her earlier attitude towards her; but she decided that the real enemy right now, at least, was Kathleen.

The other brunette stood slumped against the wall, one hand massaging her anguished throat as she breathed in deeply after the frightening assault she had just endured. Jennifer herself inhaled and exhaled as she managed to sit up with some effort, gingerly rubbing her face where Kathleen’s knuckles had intruded upon her cheeks.

The three women reconnoitered for long minutes, assessing their own injuries as well as their enemy’s strengths, before finally the redhead was able to regain her feet, albeit somewhat shakily, with her longtime brunette rival managing to do the same in almost as precarious a manner. Jules simply lay there on her side on the floor, gathering even more strength while waiting to see what happened next between tee two hateful enemies.

Jennifer and Kathleen began to amble towards one another in the small confines of the basement, hands upraised as each women sought a potential avenue of attack upon her adversary. Bare feet padded lightly on the soft carpet until the two women stood perpendicular to Julie, about a half-dozen feet away, Kathleen on Jules’ left and Jennifer on the right as the two long-time foes prepared to engage one another once again.

Snarling like two female jungle cats, both willowy beauties lunged forward and fastened their hands about each other’s jugular before starting to squeeze mercilessly, thumbs pressing hard into soft throats even as sinewy fingers coiled in tight on the backs of slender necks. That prompted more evil grinning from Julie, and a welling of desire in her shapely naked form. She hadn’t seen such an erotic sight in a long, long time …

Jennifer and Kathleen began to choke another mercilessly in their basement bout, both women gasping for breath, with Jenn's sister, Julie, the only witness to their naked woman-to-woman combat. Julie licked her lips eagerly as she sat up on her cheeks and watched the fight festivities, her sister and her sibling's long-time rival standing just several feet away from where she herself sat, with Jennifer and Kathleen mutually tightening their hands about each other's throat and trying to strangle each other lifeless.

Kathleen was fighting back fiercely now after being attacked twice already today, first by Julie and then by Jennifer, beating both attacks back with her bare hands after both sisterly beauties had attempted to barehandedly strangle their brunette guest lifeless. Now Kathleen was stalemated in a mutual stranglehold with her mortal enemy, Jennifer, and Kathleen knew she couldn't win the fight as long as both women kept throttling one another equally.

Drawing her right leg back, the brunette then suddenly shot it forward and kicked her redheaded rival dead in her crotch, as naked as the rest of the redhead. Jenn gasped in pain, then gasped again as Kathleen lashed out once more and buried her foot into Jenn's smooth stomach, and finally the redhead let out a short yelp as Kathleen hammered her enemy with a right hook, knuckles crashing hard off of Jenn's cheekbone, breaking the redhead's already-weakening chokehold and sending her sprawling to the floor.

Julie watched in semi-shock as her sister crashed to the carpet, the same sister who had almost wrung the life out of Kathleen scant minutes before as her powerful hands nearly crushed her would-be victim’s neck. Now it was Kathleen who was dominating the fight, the brunette standing over the redhead and scowling as she rubbed her throat with one hand, kneading away her newest pain. She shot Julie a hateful glance, looked down to see Jennifer writhing weakly beneath her, and smiled as she dropped down hard on Jenn's stomach with both knees.

Jennifer cried out, almost howling; and then she was gasping for air again as Kathleen reached down and squeezed her strong hands savagely about the redhead's vulnerable throat. The brunette's luscious breasts shook up and down with each squeeze of her powerful hands, Jennifer coughing horribly as she gripped Kathleen's wrists and tried in vain to break her hated enemy's grip, thumbs creasing her windpipe and cutting off her air.

Kathleen sneered at her foe's futile efforts and kept right on throttling the redhead, shaking her up and down as Julie watched in abject horror, seeing her sister so completely strangled. She tensed herself to interfere on Jennifer's behalf, until suddenly Kathleen was screaming out loud, as Jennifer reached up to fasten her hands upon Kathleen’s hanging breasts and squeeze with all her flagging strength. Steely fingers sank hideously into soft, yielding white skin as Jennifer began to absolutely crush Kathleen’s ample mounds, fingers marking white-edged canals in the reddening flesh.

Kathleen twisted from side to side, trying to dislodge Jennifer's greedy hands from her chest; but Jennifer was digging in with her short, sharp nails now and showed absolutely no signs of ever letting go. Julie leered wickedly as she watched Kathleen break off her chokehold and seize Jennifer by the wrists, the roles now reversed as Kathleen tried to undo Jenn's terrible grasp, but to no avail.

Jennifer then freed up one hand and reached higher, getting a good handful of Kathleen's long wavy dark brown hair before pulling those strands down like mad. Kathleen screamed and squeezed Jenn's wrists even harder, but still she was unable to escape as Jenn began to wrench her enemy's neck terribly, pulling Kathleen down with her right hand, fingers enmeshed in the brunette's silky locks and putting an awful strain on her hated adversary.

Finally Jennifer pulled her foe down as low as she could, Kathleen wailing all the while, before Jennifer lashed out and buried her left fist hard in the brunette's waiting mouth. Kathleen was stunned by the sudden blow, and offered no resistance as Jennifer followed up with two more hard punches to Kath's face, Kathleen absorbing both blows subserviently, before the redhead tossed the other woman away, with Kathleen landing face down near Julie's feet.

Kathleen lay there for a moment before propping herself up on her hands and knees and looking up to see if Jennifer was advancing on her, which the redhead was, albeit slowly, on her own hands and knees. Kathleen began to rise, ready to defend herself; when suddenly she felt a great weight mounting her naked back, and then two soft hands roughly gripping her chin from either side.

She managed to peer up and over her right shoulder to see that Julie had attacked her again, trapping her new foe in a modified form of camel-clutch hold and leaving Kathleen virtually no avenue to defend herself.

"Bitch!" cried Kathleen as best she could through her constrained lower jaw. "Get ... the f-ck ... off of me!"

"F-ck you, bitch!" snapped Julie as she wrenched Kathleen's head and neck back, eliciting a squeal from the other nude brunette.

She then looked to her redheaded sister, Jennifer still crouched on all fours and now holding her position, not quite believing what she was seeing.

“What the hell are you doing, Jules?” queried Jennifer, half-bewildered, half angry.

Julie smiled, as if she had been holding back a secret she now wished to finally share with her sister.

"Come on, Jenn!" she squealed with murderous delight. "Let's squeeze the life out of this little slut
together, sister to sister !"

And to her surprise, Jennifer suddenly found herself smiling ...

TO BE CONTINUED