BAR BRAWL

By DARK CLOUD

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“Night Ladies, see you tomorrow.”

Tina called out as she slipped through the double doors of the pub, leaving just Sunita to clear up alongside landlady Stella.

Both wished the busty brunette a good night and Stella bolted the doors after her. There wasn’t much work left but you didn’t want any punters trying to get back in for one last night cap. Certainly Stella didn’t, not tonight at any rate.

Stella moved behind the bar and dried off some glasses while Sunita tidied up the tables in the booths. The blonde in her mid forties could barely concentrate on what she was doing and could not stop herself staring at her Asian barmaid and wondering just what is was that her husband, Karl, saw in Sunita to make him cheat on her. Maybe it was that Sunita was younger, she was ten years Stella’s junior. Maybe it was Sunita’s big tits and big ass, she certainly contrasted with the wiry blonde. Maybe Sunita had seduced him or maybe it was that Karl just fancied a bit of Indian meat!

Stella had to force herself to stop squeezing the glass she was holding in case she broke it. Her eyes were boring into Sunita’s back and suddenly it was all too much for her. Karl was out in his taxi and wouldn’t be back for hours.

“Just got these left and then I’m finished Stella.”

Called out Sunita over her shoulder as she wiped the last table and popped some bottles onto her large tray.

“Oh you’re finished alright bitch! You’re fucking fired!”

The voice was literally a snarl and for a moment Sunita thought she had misheard it. She turned around with a surprised look on the face as Stella stood right there, her face screwed up with hatred. In that moment she knew that Stella knew but as she opened her mouth nothing came out because Stella pulled her arm back and nailed Sunita with a full blooded punch right into the younger woman’s chin. Stella had grown up in rough, tough pubs and knew how to take care of herself this wasn’t her first punch thrown but it was certainly her hardest. Too hard as it happens as she hurt her own fingers in her fist. Sunita, meantime fell backwards on the table she had the tray on and glasses and bottles fell every way as Sunita fall to the floor amongst them.

A stunned Sunita lay amid the debris and chaos looking up at her employer while trying to regain her focus. Stella shook her sore fist and let rip verbally at the downed barmaid.

“You filthy man stealing, Paki slut! How dare you fuck my husband! I give you a job here and this is how you fucking repay me?! You dirty, cheating, cunt!”

Stella was ranting as Sunita tried to pull herself out of the mess that surrounded her and as Stella leaned over her and aggressively shouted Sunita decided she was going to attack her again and took action against it. As the older blonde leaned down to continue her tirade Sunita grabbed at whatever came to hand (it was a broken wine glass) and swung it up and smacked it against the side of Stella’s head. It was hardly a hard blow, glancing as it did off Stella, but as the blonde reeled back her hand lifted to where it had hit and came away coated in her own blood. The shattered edge of the glass had cut Stella nastily from her hair to the corner of her eye brow and blood was already dripping from it at an alarming rate.

Stella did a double take as she saw the crimson on her hand, Sunita didn’t she got her foot up and drove it up right into Stella’s gut and forced her flying back onto her back on the pub floor. Sunita scrambled to the feet and moved towards the door, aware things had the potential to get well out of hand. Her hand nervously fiddled with the bolt and that lost time cost her an escape. Stella reached up and slashed her long nails on Sunita’s brown calves and as the Asian beauty felt her leg the blonde pulled herself behind Sunita and grabbed her long, dark hair and began to smack it forwards into said bolt on the door. Stella was in a blind fury, literally as the blood from her cut was coursing down her face and making sight from her left eye difficult. But by feel alone she battered Sunita’s pretty face into the bolt seven times until Sunita slipped from her grasp and slid to her knees, dazed.

Stella’s assault had borne fruit, Sunita was bleeding from her nose and moaning as the blonde stepped back her fury abated for the moment. But as she turned she saw her reflection in the mirror and all she saw was a bloody mess. Raging, the blonde landlady reached down to grab the glass she had been cut by, picked it up then stood behind Sunita, pulled back her hair and jabbed the cut glass into her rival’s forehead and callously dragged the glass the length of Sunita’s exposed forehead.

Sunita’s head opened in a thin cut that immediately turned red and her head slumped forward as Stella released it and she began to drip blood on the tiled floor.

So far Sunita’s only thought had been of escape, to get out of there, flee from the problems that her infidelity had caused. But now, kneeling there and feeling herself being vindictively disfigured by this crazed bitch Sunita’s anger suddenly surfaced and erupted. She found the strength to power herself to her feet and turn and slap the hell out of her blonde attacker. Stella was so surprised she dropped her broken glass, leaving both women busted wide open but now unarmed.

Sunita rammed her knee forward into Stella’s gut and winded her then grabbed her blood soaked blonde locks and ripped at them as she shrieked.

“You want to know the truth Stella? The truth is Karl went with me because you’re too fucking old and ugly for him!”

The blonde landlady heard those words and they definitely stung her though not quite as much as the clubbing slaps Sunita was smacking into her face. She finished by grabbing Stella by her hair and forcibly throwing her to the side, sending her sprawling into the side of the juke box. Stella lay there panting and bleeding and looked up at Sunita with hatred in her eyes and snarled.

“Fucking Paki! You can fucking have him! I wouldn’t touch him with a barge pole after he’s been with the likes of youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!”

Her extended howl caused by Sunita reacting to Stella’s racist abuse by stamping her high heels down onto Stella’s hand and grinding her heel into it.

Sunita had had enough, busted open, fired and being racially abused had tipped her over the edge of sanity and she actually grinned as Stella howled in pain from her hand getting crushed. That grin was swiftly wiped out though as Stella reached up with her free left hand, grabbed Sunita’s skirt and pulled her forward, over balancing her and sending her crashing into the glass front of the juke box. It didn’t break but Sunita was banged in the face and disorientated long enough for Stella to pull her hand free and claw her way up to her feet. As Sunita turned round she got a face full of fingernails as Stella desperately plunged them into the Asian’s face and scratched for all she was worth!

Sunita cried out and tried to fend off the blows but was too late as Stella’s sharp nails cut gouges into her face and burned with agony already. As Sunita finally got her hands up to block this attack Stella balled her uninjured fist up and slammed it into Sunita’s soft gut, then again, hearing the air knocked out of her as she pulled back and hammered it in again. Sunita was now almost bent over and Stella reached over her to pull her jumper up over her back so that it was tangled in her head and arms but rather than pull it all the way off Stella left it there, turned around picked up a wooden pub stool and with Sunita floundering to free herself from her own jumper Stella measured a hard blow to her with the stool, cracking it off where Sunita’s skull would be. Her arms caught some of the shot but her face caught most and Sunita fell back almost unconscious from the blow, hard onto her back.

The stool shattered into three pieces from the blow and Stella picked up one legs that had broken and given a ragged wooden edge on it’s broken end. Stella jumped on Sunita’s chest and finished pulling off her jumper, then tossed it away before she unclipped her front loading bra and tossed it aside too. Sunita was still dazed as Stella held up the broken table leg and stabbed it into Sunita’s already bloody forehead and scrapped it along it again making the blood flow hard again.

As blood ran over Sunita’s pretty features again she squealed and cried and tried to get her arms free to try and prevent this destruction but Stella had her legs positioned to pin Sunita’s arms to the floor and she couldn’t dislodge her easily. Stella grinned evilly as she scraped more skin away and then changed her attack to lower. She took the broken table leg and stabbed it into the soft under side of Sunita’s soft, brown tits while she hissed.

“I’ll fucking wreck these you bitch! I bet that’s what Karl saw in you, these big, fat tits, well I’m going to destroy them!”

And the older blonde set about doing just that, ripping the jagged edge of the wood into Sunita’s tit flesh with gusto while Sunita shrieked and writhed in agony under her. Finally, Sunita’s struggles bore some fruit, lifting Stella up enough to push her off to the side and off Sunita. The blonde landing in a heap beside a table in the pub. Sunita was a mess, her face coated in her own blood, her tits ripped open and bleeding but from somewhere she had found some fire in her belly and was furious as she turned and faced her boss.

“You fucking racist old cunt!”

Sunita’s strong words were matched by her actions. She grabbed Stella by her head and banged her face into the metal foot rest that circled the bar, once, twice, three times then a final fourth time that left blood on the metal bar. Somehow Sunita pulled herself to her feet and stamped her foot down on Stella’s throat and pressed down with all her weight, Stella’s neck stuck between Sunita’s shoe and the metal bar. Sunita kept up the pressure while Stella swung her legs wildly in a desperate attempt to escape this horrible situation. Eventually Stella got lucky and she managed to kick Sunita in the thigh and force the Asian to move back and allow a coughing, gasping Stella to get a badly needed breath.

As soon as she had her breath she gasped out another insult.

“You Paki home wrecker, what’s the matter? Need some white action for a thrill?”

Sunita growled and crawled over to Stella and the two went at each other with their claws, scratching at their faces and pulling at their hair. They were both on their knees growling and spitting at each other, down and dirty and up close. Both their faces were blood splattered and bruised and twice Stella went to attack Sunita’s bleeding boobs but twice she moved her arm down to protect them. The third time was a fake out though and as Sunita dropped her arms to guard her bleeding tits Stella lunged forward and drove her forehead right into the Asian beauties face, connecting perfectly with her headbutt on Sunita’s perfect little nose!

The crack echoed through the empty pub and Sunita squealed and reeled back on her haunches holding her hands up to her face. Stella allowed herself a laugh as she wondered what her husband would think of his girlfriend having a broken , crooked nose before she dragged herself up to her feet. She looked at her clearly distracted opponent and took advantage, stepping up and driving a hard kick with her pointed shoes right between Sunita’s thighs and into her pussy. Sunita had no clue the blow was coming and when the cunt punt hit she shrieked and dropped to her side and clutched t her crotch revealing her messed up nose for the first time. The Asian was a real fucking mess now and Stella grinned at the prospect before she lifted a half drunk glass of gin from off the bar and downed it in one.

“Sounds like that one hurt bitch! Good! Maybe you won’t be so keen to let Karl stick his maggot dick in there from now on?”

Oh Stella was loving this now. She wiped some blood from her brow and proceeded to physically pull Sunita’s jeans off her. She especially had liked the pained noises her opponent had made from that kick to the cunt and the older blonde wanted to repeat that punishment. Stella had on shoes with a three inch heel and she carefully positioned them over Sunita’s sex as she pulled her ankles and held her foot there. A still distraught Sunita finally looked up and when she saw the heel poised to drop she pleaded.

“No! Please Stella! No Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!”

Stella had no mercy for her now ex-employee and gleefully stamped her heel down into the softness of Sunita’s unprotected pussy. The younger woman’s howls of pain were music to Stella’s ears, where this adulterer was concerned she had developed a real sadistic, cruel antipathy. So much so that she raised her heel again and stamped it down again and this time held her heel there and pushed down to grind the point of her heel into Sunita’s pussy. Sunita’s pitiful mewling delighted Stella and as she held her heel in place she couldn’t resist leaning forward to goad her rival further.

“Fucking dirty Paki, you think thi sis pain? Just you wait and see what….”

She never got to explain any further as Sunita’s hand had grasped a bottle of beer that had fallen from the upturned table and as the blonde landlady leaned in Sunita used all her energy to bring the bottle up and smash it on the side of her head. It broke on impact into thousands of pieces and Stella gave a groan and slumped over onto her side immediately relieving the pain and pressure on Sunita’s sex.

Stella was out and another cut had been opened over her ear and was bleeding copiously as she lay slumped against the bar. Sunita lay in the foetal position moaning and feeling at her injured pussy while bleeding from her head, her nose and her tits. She was aware that Stella was down and knew that she had to try and get up because she was badly injured and could not let the blonde beat on her any further. In just her black lacy panties Sunita dragged herself to her feet just as Stella stirred. Jumping at the other woman’s movement Sunita lashed out and stamped on Stella’s head slamming it into the hard wood of the bar and cracking her teeth on it, knocking out one of her front ones and severely loosening the other. Sunita was going to make a run for it but staring at the mess she was in as she saw her reflection in the large, printed mirror on the bar wall she was enraged. She reached down and grabbed a groaning Stella up by her blood soaked blonde hair and once she had her on her feet used that grip to slam Stella’s head forward and onto the bar top.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

Sunita just kept slamming Stella’s face into the bar. That second loose tooth went flying. She kept slamming until her arm hurt and by that time Stella was unconscious and slumped on the bar held up only by Sunita’s hold on her hair. Both women were wrecked but Sunita had got the best of it and she spun Stella around and pushed her on top of one of the small tables in the middle of the room. Bending her over the round table Sunita busied herself by stripping off first Stella’s skirt then her pants and then she collected a pool cue from the other side of the bar. It had a screw in the middle and the Asian woman unscrewed it until she held both bits in her hands then brutally rammed one into Stella’s cunt from behind and the other into her dry asshole. She spent a minute or so pushing and driving the cue deeper and deeper before leaning back and admiring her handiwork.

Leaning down beside Stella’s unconscious face Sunita gasped her final retort.

“I guess that’s the last time you’ll be getting fucked for a while you old, washed up whore!”

And then she staggered out of the pub leaving a scene of bloody carnage in her wake.

EPILOGUE

It was Stella’s 21 year old daughter Eva that discovered her mother less than half an hour later. Stella was still balanced on the table impaled on the pool cue’s and barely conscious. Eva was a large breasted young blonde and thought her mum had been attacked but Stella somehow managed to stop her phoning the police.

“No love” she gasped, “No police, I started it, I’ll be in as much bother.”

“OK mum but no way is that filthy Paki whore getting away with this.”

And with that Eva aided her mum into the back to clean her up a bit before taking her to hospital, all the while Eva’s brain burned with thoughts of how and when she would exact her revenge….