Corporate Party Fight

Narrator portayed by Charisma Carpenter vs Kira portayed by Kelly Packard

It happened at the corporate party of the company. Kira was a senior manager. We have been sharpening our grudge against each other for a long time, but did not dare trying to sort things out. We hated each other. Such hatred could not last long, there is a limit to everything... sooner or later the cup had to boil over.

I am a brunette, 1.6m, with gorgeous size C breasts, good ass and slender legs. I was wearing a green dress that beautifully accentuated my body. My dress goes down to my knees and is held up with a strap. There is a small opening on the chest, but it is rather piquant.

Kira was taller than me, almost 1.78 m. She is in a dress similarly tailored like mine. It was dark green, and fit well on her. She had a gorgeous ass, and not a bad chest either. She had a short haircut, and is died to a bleach blonde. The men kept throwing their hungry glances after both of us.

We already drank a lot and had danced plenty, before I went to go to the bathroom. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed, Kira had followed me inside. I went into the booth, then after a couple of seconds, someone went into the next one. I was sure it was her. I went out to wash my hands in the sink. The bathroom was not big; there were three booths along one wall. Opposite them is a wall and two wash basins with a mirror at the entrance.

I almost finished washing my hands, when Kira left her booth and stood next to me. She turned on the tap allowing the water to flow. We were both silent. I was about to leave, but she stood in the way, closing the passage with her big ass, bent over at the washstand. I wanted to shove her in the side with my heel, but I restrained myself. "Where are you in a hurry to go?" Kira asked, while shaking her wet hands over the sink. Slowly she turns towards me. She was larger, and for a second I was scared that she would get me. I boxed in school, but that was a long time ago, and this bitch was in great shape. Even though she was older, I was still overcome by fear... now, everything will come to a head, and I will not hold back.

"Fuck off, bitch", I blurted out angrily.

Kira smiled and slowly walked up to me. Then by grabbing my dress by the collars in the neckline and pulled on it... I drew near, not flinching. She looked me in the eyes. She was ready to do it. I felt her heart pounded faster as her chest pressed her body against mine.

"On your knees, bitch."

I panicked at first, but then I pulled myself together. It has been my dream for several months to finish this arguement. "Jerk off, cow." I squeezed through my teeth. Kira twisted her face, pressing her body against me even tighter. I grabbed her hands, hoping that if she tried to throw me on the floor, I would be ready, but I was wrong. Kira hit me in the nose with a swinging punch. I flew off and hit the wall. Blood came from my nose, and the pain caused tears to run down my cheeks.

A blow to my gut brought me back to reality, and then another punch knocked all the air out of my lungs. I doubled over in pain. Her long legs were dangerous and then a knee flew into my face, throwing the back of my head against the wall again. I groaned. Kira grabbed me by the scruffs again, and pulled me close to her. I could hardly stand on my feet.

She pulled me away from the wall, and snatched me near. Her nose almost touched mine. She shouted in my face with anger. I couldn’t answer her. Her knee hit me in the stomach once more and made me bend over. I screamed in pain, but it was more like an orgasm. Kira grabbed my hair with both hands. I knew what would happen now, and with my last bit of strength, I hit her with a hand from below in the bikini bottom area. Kira gasped, while bending over in pain. Kira let go of my hair, then stumbled a step to the sink.

I straightened up, raised my hands, and clenched them into a fist, getting in a boxing stance. While Kira looked at me hunched over in bewilderment, I hit her in the face, then again and again. I aimed for her nose with a straight jab snapping it in her face. Then I hit her sharply in the gut. She bent over slightly. I took her by her dress straps, and slightly tilt her body towards me. Then with all my strength I planted her in the lower gut three more times. With each blow, Kira gave out shouts from her mouth something like a wounded animal. I perked up, and grab Kira by the collar of her dress in the chest area. Then I threw her against the wall without any resistance from her. Kira went limp. I busted her nose. Blood was dripping down from lips and chin. I raised my hands to a fighting position. I was ready to beat Kira further across her face.

I planned to ruin her impudent face, so she would remember this beating for a long time. I was winning, and the taste of victory clouded my eyes. I hit her on the right side of her face, then again on the left. I hit her with half-strength, then again, hitting her harder. I struck with the right slipping across her lips. Kira's lips cracked, and her blood appeared on my knuckles. She could hardly continue standing against the wall, with her head bowed. Saliva dripped from her mouth and mixed with blood. I prepared for the final combination, by taking her by the hair and slightly lifting her head, I blasted her in the gut.

She sobbed, and began losing her balance. It was such a great feeling that I held her by the hair to keep her from falling to my knees. I lifted her again with the back of her head against the wall, ready to give it to her in the throat again. But then from somewhere her knee crashed between my legs. Out of surprise and pain I bent over, and stepped back. Kira gained some revenge by me striking again. I could not stand up.

Kira slowly straightened up, raising her fists. “No, wha …” I didn’t have time to finish before her jab hit my nose, then another. I moved away slightly, raising my hands to protect my face from her fists. Another of Kira's jabs flew straight and nailed her target. I gasped and stepped back a little more.

Kira came forward. I caught her with a right hook and hit her in the chest. She croaked with pain, then I grabbed her shoulders and my hands held tight. I hit her with my knee in the pit of her stomach. Kira bent over in pain. I gave her more and more. Kira went limp, it was noticeable that she would no longer resist. I raised her by the collars, and holding her with one hand, I hit her in the face. Kira wheezed, I busted her nose.

I was preparing for the next blow, when her head hit mine again with force, right in the nose. I let go of my rival, and backed away, clasping my nose with my hands.

Kira straightened up, and with a full swing with her right hand nailed me in the teeth. I leaned against the sink so I would not to fall. A sweeping uppercut flew into my jaw. I threw my head back from the blow, blood splattered from my mouth, I passed out for a moment and began to slide to the floor.

“Bitch” I managed to think to myself. I came to my senses quickly. Kira managed to pick me up to my feet, and took me aside, holding the collar of my dress. I could not resist, although I really wanted to. I could not lose to this bitch. Kira threw me against the wall. After hitting it, I could hardly stand on my feet.

I raised my head and saw Kira in front of me... She had a sour nose and blood all over her face. She raised her fists and hit me hard with a right hook. I groaned, she had my jaw numb with pain. She hit hard and sweepingly. She still had more than enough strength left. I don’t remember how many blows I received... my mouth filled with blood, my cracked lips were numb with pain. She took my hair and lifted my head and hit me hard in the nose, then again and again. My eyes darkened, my nose was broken, I was sure. I remember crumbling to the floor. Her hands were holding me my hair. I was on my knees, weakened, and consciousness was leaving me. I remember seeing her knee as it flew into my face, and then darkness…

I woke up in the same bathroom, lying on the floor. Everything hurt... I could not breathe normally. My face was numb with pain, my lips were sticky with blood. I somehow got to my feet and went to the mirror. The corporate party was evidently still going on, but apparently no one had entered the bathroom. I looked at myself... my face was smeared with dried blood, the bridge of my nose was broken, the lips were swollen from blows, and it still hurts in my stomach. I got beat up really good.

As it turned out later, Kira left immediately after the fight and locked me in the bathroom. I was let out by the waiters before closing. I was broken, but in my soul I wanted revenge born out of anger, and I knew that I it would be very soon.