Sister's Keeper - Chapter 4
by Damon

Julie stared ahead incredulously at her sister, even as she kept squeezing her own hands about Kathleen's breasts from behind. Julie and Jennifer had again trapped Kathleen between them in what had again become a two-on-one catfight, with the two sisters having joined forces to punish the invading brunette.
Julie was on Kathleen's back, hands reaching around in front to crush the other brunette's breasts, while even now Julie was sliding her long legs about Kathleen's trim waist from the rear, further entrapping her helpless opponent.
Kneeling in front of the two struggling brunettes was Jennifer, Kathleen's long-time redheaded rival, who was busily clamping her bare hands down over her enemy's nose and mouth to suffocate her, which didn't seem to please or impress her sibling in the least.
"What are you doing, Jenn?" Jules finally mouthed at her sister's latest tactics. "Just choke the stupid bitch already!"
Jennifer looked across and eyed Jules warily, the redhead never softening her twin holds on her victim's face. The redhead pressed her right palm tighter over the brunette's mouth, while the fingers of Jennifer's left hand squeezed Kathleen's nostrils completely shut, killing off any hope the brunette had of breathing.
Kathleen's hands, which had been gripping Julie's wrists in an awkward fashion mere moments before as she tried to remove the other's brunette's hands from her tortured breasts, had now adhered to Jenn's wrists and were squeezing them as hard as she could, as Kathleen tried desperately to loosen those hands from about her breathing passages. Jennifer grimaced slightly at the pain in her wrists, but she kept on smothering her foe even as she glared icily at her sister.
"Don't tell me what to do, Jules!" snapped the redhead at the brunette in back. "I've been fighting and torturing this stupid slut a lot longer than you have, so I think I know what I'm doing!"
Jules looked back at her sister and frowned.
"I'm just saying she should suffer some," hissed Jules.
"Don't worry, sis," snarled Jennifer, as she looked back at her victim and pressed down harder with both hands. "She's suffering plenty, aren't you, sweetie?!"
Jennifer cackled as she shook Kathleen's head up and down slightly in a mocking “yes” fashion.
Kathleen stifled an urge to whimper even as she herself was stifled by Jenn's hands, the brunette not wanting to use up any remaining oxygen she might have had; but inwardly she cursed herself for getting trapped between the sadistic sisters - again. She should have just elbowed Julie in the side of the head when the other brunette attacked her vulnerable breasts, but they were still so sore after being previously assaulted by Jennifer that all she wanted to do was get those crushing hands off of her chest. Now she was paying the price for her folly, unable to breathe because of one sister, while her already-damaged breasts were again being cruelly savaged by the other sibling.
"Fine," growled Jules, who was still squeezing Kath's breasts mercilessly from behind as Jennifer continued to smother Kath’s face with her bare hands. "I guess I'll just do it myself, then."
Jules then suddenly released Kath's mounds, reddened and bruised and sore as they were, and reached up higher to clamp her powerful hands about Kath's neck from behind, fingers interlacing in front and pressing hard into the other brunette's throat as Jules squeezed with all her strength. Kathleen gagged, but her gagging was stifled by Jenn’s suffocating hands, the only part of Kath’s pretty face visible being her beautiful brown eyes opened wide in total anguish as her sisterly antagonists robbed her of any and all possible air.
Jennifer scowled slightly as she saw her sister Jules overstepping her bounds and strangling her old personal foe, but the redhead didn’t mouth any objection. She simply gritted her teeth and continued to press her right palm over Kath’s mouth, continued to pinch Kath’s nostrils closed with her left thumb and first two fingers, completely and totally suffocating her. Kathleen groped at Jenn’s smothering hand, and clawed at Jules’ strangling fingers sinking into her throat, but still she was trapped. She leaned back even as Jules pulled her backwards, her fingers now absolutely crushing Kath’s neck and squeezing the very life from her.
Kathleen felt the life leaving her shapely naked form, a pair of delicate yet strong feminine hands covering her nose and mouth from in front, while two more strangled her neck from behind, and she knew now that she had to break free or else she would undoubtedly expire here in this foreign basement. She leaned back against her rear tormentor, Jules also pulling Kathleen back by the throat, and away from Jennifer, who was kneeling in front of her, the redhead's hands still smothering Kath's face. If Jennifer had been straddling Kathleen's long legs, it would have been all over; but that wasn't the case, giving Kathleen her best, last and only opening to escape.
Drawing her right leg up and in, Kathleen brought her knee up to her chest and between Jenn's arms. Before the redhead could react, Kathleen lashed out and kicked Jenn right in her fabulous breasts. Jennifer cried out at the blow, then at two others that followed in rapid succession as Kathleen began kicking away for dear life, four hands still smothering and strangling her, until a fourth kick and a bony heel crashed off of Jenn's chin and sent the redhead sprawling backwards, and where she crashed to the carpet and lay prone with her slender limbs spread out, her full chest jiggling up and down upon impact.
Kathleen sucked in what little air she could as Jenn's palms peeled off of her face, only to gag as Jules continued choking her from behind. Clawing desperately at Jules' fingers with her left hand, Kathleen then raised her right arm upwards, extending her elbow to the side, before whipping that long slender limb back down and slamming the elbow hard into Jules' unprotected ribcage. The other brunette cried out, much like her sister had just screamed, and then Jules absorbed three more elbows to her increasingly sore ribs before the pain became too much for her to bear.
Jules then softened her stranglehold, enabling Kathleen to use her own hands to wrench Jules' powerful fingers free of her neck, even as Kathleen inhaled deeply, oxygen and color now returning to her tortured, tormented frame. Furious now, Kathleen spun 180 degrees to face her attacker almost nose to nose, before belting Jules straight in the mouth with a short but hard right jab. Jules groaned and slumped flat to the floor as Kathleen reached out angrily to clutch Jules' vulnerable throat in her strong hands and squeeze murderously as she had done to Jules earlier in the fight, only to see the other brunette saved by the last-minute intervention of her redheaded sister.
“F-cking whore,” snarled Kathleen as she pressed down with both thumbs into Jules’ unresisting throat. “I’ll squeeze the f-cking life from you – and then I’ll do the same to that slut sister of yours!”
END CHAPTER FOUR