Cathy's little brother, Rob, started dating Karen his junior year of college. They met in the country and western bar where she worked as a waitress. Cathy took an immediate dislike to the brassy redhead, but other than an occasional remark she didn't say anything to Rob. It was obvious he was head-over-heels in love with the coarse waitress and his parents were too excited that 'their baby' was getting married for Cathy's opinion to matter.

Cathy had maintained her silence when Karen invited several of her loud, low-class friends to be in the wedding party. She shuddered stoically when they ran up a big bar bill at the motel during the rehearsal dinner. A bar bill, by the way, that Cathy and her parents had paid. To keep peace in the family, and assure her little brother's happiness, Cathy kept her temper in check for several months afterwards, despite Karen's constantly aggravating her. She reached her boiling point, however, about five months after the wedding when her friends told her they had seen Karen dancing at a western bar with another man.

At first Cathy was reluctant to believe them, hoping it was a simple case of mistaken identity. But when other people, people who knew Karen, also passed information to her about the incident, it was no longer possible for her to ignore the truth - her new sister-in-law was cheating on her brother! Cathy thought about all the times growing up that she had fought Rob's battles for him, in grade school, secondary school, even in high school. He had been sickly as a child and even now as an adult he was thin and frail. In fact, he was barely heavier than his trim young wife.

Earlier that week, at her parents, the family had all been sitting around drinking after dinner. Karen wondered aloud why '... poor Cathy seems to be having so much trouble getting a man ... .' Cathy's expression had been so crestfallen, Karen hadn't resisted the opportunity to get in several other digs during the evening.

Whenever Karen visited Rob's parents, Cathy was always there and she had learned to sit between Cathy and her parents so that she could turn her back on Cathy when she talked to them. She would watch Cathy's face in a mirror as she teased her. When she made a remark that hurt Cathy, her reaction was visible in her reflection.

Later that evening, Cathy followed Karen outside, almost in tears in her frustration. 'Why are you so cruel?' she asked, her voice breaking. For the first time since she had met her, Karen almost felt sorry for her sister-in-law. 'I ... ' Karen began, realizing that fueled by the drinks she had finally gone too far. Before she finished her sentence, however, Cathy's open hand exploded against the side of her face. 'You bitch,' she yelled, 'You think you're so great, just because you fooled my brother. I ought to...' Cathy swung at her again, but this time Karen caught her wrist in a tight grip.

Cathy was obviously drunk, for she staggered as they fought for position on the porch. Finally, the blonde fell to her knees in front of the redhead. Karen released her wrist and bent as if to help her up. But instead of helping Cathy, Karen whispered in her ear, 'Maybe your trouble with men is that you like girls better.' Cathy's face went white at the insult, but before she could utter a sound, Karen continued, 'If you ever swing at me like that again, I'll twist your tits off.' She pushed Cathy on her ass, turned on her heel and walked inside. When Rob asked her what had happened on the porch, Karen merely said that Cathy had 'slipped.'

Karen hoped that when Cathy sobered up she'd forget about what happened, but she didn't. In fact, the stinging remark by Karen made Cathy even more angry and resentful. Now that Karen's cheating gave her an excuse, Cathy planned to run Karen out of town and out of her brothers life forever.

Cathy made up her mind that the redheaded bitch wasn't going to ruin Rob's happiness if she could help it, and she made plans to visit her on the weekend when Rob was going on a two day fishing trip with friends. She would give her sister-in-law an ultimatum, either give up her cheating or give Rob a divorce and get out of town. Either way, Cathy felt, her brother would be better off in the long run.

On Saturday morning, Rob and his friends left early for a weekend trip to their favorite fishing spot. Cathy knew that she would have two full days to 'convince' Karen to see the error of her ways. Cathy hadn't given much thought to what she wore and she left for Karen's wearing a denim mini-skirt that came to mid-thigh and a flannel shirt tied below her breasts. Her medium length blonde hair was in a ponytail, her favorite style. At a quarter past nine she arrived at Rob's house to settle with Karen, once and for all.

After Rob's departure, Karen had returned to bed, looking forward to a relaxing weekend at home. With Rob gone, she hoped to catch up on her washing and ironing which she regularly neglected during the week as she and Rob spent every available minute in bed. She lay on her back and thought about how lucky she had been to meet Rob. He was good-looking, intelligent and already made enough money to keep them comfortable. The redhead was fondling her breasts and thinking about him when the doorbell rang, disturbing her thoughts. 'Shit,' she muttered and threw on a robe to cover her nudity as she went to the door.

Her heart beat faster when she saw Cathy. Opening the door, Karen greeted her with an insincere smile. 'I was hoping it might be some Mormon missionaries,' she said sarcastically, 'at least they'd be some fun. What the hell do you want this early?' Given the animosity between them and Cathy's ill feelings toward her, Karen was surprised that Cathy had come on what she assumed was a social call. She quickly found out that it was not going to be 'social' at all. Cathy pushed past Karen and into the living room, where she turned to confront the redhead. Karen had been raised in a household where genteel southern manners were respected and she was astonished at the young woman brusquely forcing her way into her house.

Hands on hips, Karen faced Cathy. 'Well, blondie,' she said coldly, 'what's got you so worked up this morning? Not a man, I assume.' A look of cold fury clouded Cathy's face and made Karen grin. Her casually tossed barb had struck home. Cathy hadn't liked her since Rob first introduced them more than a year ago and Karen didn't know why. But one thing had been clear, Cathy felt she and Rob were both too good for Karen who was the daughter of a poor farmer. At first, she thought it was because they had gone to college while she worked to earn money to pay her mothers medical bills.

Later, Karen realized Cathy's hatred was more personal, not just a matter of social class. She had given up trying to smooth over her differences with Cathy and now took every opportunity that came her way to tease and annoy the older woman. After all, she reasoned, I married Rob, not his sister. She was happy to find that teasing the blonde seemed to aggravate her even more, so she did it every opportunity she got.

Certainly now that Cathy was in the middle of her living room, ignoring her seemed to be impractical. Self-consciously, Karen pulled the front of her robe together and moved toward her blonde sister-in-law. 'Do you want to sit down?' she asked, hoping that Cathy didn't plan to stay long enough to do so. 'I won't be staying that long,' the blonde responded to Karen's relief. 'I just have one thing to say to you, you redheaded whore. Either you stop cheating on Rob this instant, or give him a divorce and haul your ass out of his life forever. Which will it be?'

Cathy struck a pose with her hands, now curled into fists, on her hips and her feet wide apart. Clearly, she intended to back up the words with her fists if Karen gave her an excuse. Karen was apparently surprised by the turn of events. 'What are you talking about?' she gasped, 'I've never been unfaithful to Rob. Not since I first met him, let alone since we've been married.'

Karen backed away as Cathy looked like she might be getting ready to swing. If so, Karen wanted plenty of room to maneuver in the tiny apartment. 'Don't lie to me, you cunt,' Cathy spit, 'I know all about you and your truck driver boyfriend. There must have been a half dozen of our friends that saw you two dancing together last week. Now, which one are you going to give up, him or Rob?' Karen looked at Cathy and weighed her options. She was taller and heavier than her sister-in-law, but more importantly she had worked all her adult life lifting heavy trays of food and dishes. Cathy, on the other hand, had been a student and worked in an office. Karen felt she could whip Cathy if it came to a fight.

Karen's back straightened and her eyes narrowed as she faced her blonde adversary. 'What I do with my life is none of your business. Rob and I are adults, and it's time for his big sister to let him live his own life the way he wants to. If you don't keep your nose out of our business, you could get it busted. I think you'd better leave.' Karen turned toward the door, intending to show Cathy out. As she turned, however, the blonde lunged at her.

Cathy's fingers caught Karen's shoulder-length red hair and pulled her head backward. At the same time, Cathy's other hand clasped the collar of the robe and she yanked, hard. As Karen stumbled off balance, Cathy pulled the robe down over her shoulders, trapping her arms at her sides. Karen fell hard on her back, the air rushing from her lungs on impact. Like a blonde cat, Cathy leapt astride her redheaded prey, her skirt hiked to her waist. With Karen's arms tangled in the robe, Cathy easily pinned her hands to the floor with her knees. For a moment, she sat there, enjoying feeling the heat rising from Karen's firm, naked body between her thighs.

As Karen tried to free herself, Cathy could feel the muscles of the redheaded girl's flat stomach moving beneath her. Looking down, she watched Karen's huge breasts, now exposed to her view by the open robe, rise and fall as her breath came in deep gasps as she struggled against the weight of the blonde seated atop her.

Cathy reached down and traced the outline of the dark aureoles of Karen's nipples, sending a shiver through the redhead. 'Didn't you say something the other day about twisting my tits off?' she asked as she pinched the sensitive flesh between her thumb and forefinger. Karen groaned involuntarily, bringing a smile to Cathy's cruel face. 'It looks like you're the one whose tits are getting twisted.' To emphasize her complete control over the redhead, Cathy took Karen's full breasts in both hands and squeezed them as hard as she could, sinking her fingernails into the thick flesh at the base of the mounds.

Karen whimpered in pain as tears of pain and frustration formed in the corners of her green eyes. 'Please,...' she gasped softly, but Cathy was not going to be merciful. She continued to pinch and twist Karen's breasts for several minutes, causing the young woman to sob in pain. Karen shook her head from side to side, trying not to let the waves of pain in her breasts overwhelm her. Cathy seemed to be enjoying herself as she alternately stroked, pinched and squeezed Karen's huge breasts. Then she stopped tormenting the redhead and sat up straight, her hands on her hips.

She stared at Karen's face, thinking how lovely the redhead looked laying flat on her back with her auburn hair fanned out on the wood floor. She reached behind her and worked her hand between Karen's thighs, her fingers insinuating themselves into the red headed girl's pussy. Karen vainly tried to hold her legs together to prevent the intrusion. As Cathy wiggled her fingers against the opening of her cunt, Karen's lips moved silently as Cathy grinned down at her. 'What's the matter Karen,' she asked, 'isn't your truck driver satisfying you?'

Karen suddenly opened her legs wide, allowing Cathy's fingers to slip easily into her pussy. Surprised by her surrender, Cathy put a second finger into the vulnerable, moist opening. But Karen hadn't given up. With her legs apart, she slid her feet upwards until she could suddenly push her hips up from the floor. The violent upward motion threw Cathy off balance and she pitched forward. More importantly, Karen was able to free her hands from beneath Cathy's knees. The redhead reached up, grabbed Cathy's shirt and pulled her to the floor.

Karen rolled free and shook her hands, trying to restore the circulation that had been restricted by Cathy's knees bearing down on her wrists. Cathy knelt and watched as Karen shrugged out of her robe. 'All right, bitch,' Karen hissed, 'you wanted a fight, now you've got it. I'm going to make you sorry you got out of bed this morning.' Cathy grinned and stood slowly, 'When I get through with you,' she sneered, 'neither Rob nor that truck driver will want to have anything to do with you.'

Karen looked at Cathy coldly without speaking further. Suddenly, Cathy charged her sister-in-law, hands reaching out, grasping at the redhead's exposed breasts. Karen had no intention of allowing Cathy to get her hands on her breasts a second time. As Cathy reached her, Karen side stepped to avoid the rush. The blonde's charge carried her past Karen, who hooked her fingers in the girl's flannel shirt as she passed. Karen pulled on the shirt and Cathy fell heavily against the coffee table. Her shoulder struck the edge of the table and her arm went numb. She struggled to her feet, her arm dangling uselessly at her side.

As she rose, however, Karen leaped on her from behind, forcing her to the floor on her stomach, her good arm trapped beneath her body. The combined weight of both women made it impossible for Cathy to pull her arm free and she was unable to defend herself as Karen held her ponytail in both hands and banged her forehead against the wooden floor. It only took a few blows for Cathy to lose consciousness. Karen felt Cathy's body, clamped between her thighs, go limp.

The redhead stood and rolled Cathy onto her back. The girl's legs parted, revealing the black panties she wore beneath. Bending over her comatose sister-in-law, Karen hiked Cathy's skirt to her waist and stripped the panties from the blonde. She pulled them up own her legs and struggled into them. If they had been regular panties, she probably couldn't have worn them, but their t-back style allowed Karen's generous ass cheeks to spill free. Karen breathed a sigh of relief, she felt less vulnerable now that her pussy was covered.

Looking down at Cathy, who had started to stir, Karen yanked her blonde opponent into a sitting position by the front of her shirt and used both hands to rip the shirt open, scattering buttons across the floor and exposing Cathy's bare breasts. Karen pulled the shirt over the older girl's head, leaving her naked to the waist. As Cathy sagged back on the floor, Karen threw the shirt aside. She took the blonde's arms by the wrists and laid them across Cathy's stomach.

Karen then seated herself on the blonde's chest, facing toward her stomach. Her thighs pinned the blonde's arms, allowing her to use both of her hands to hold Cathy's wrists. It was only a matter of moments before Cathy moaned and started to stir. As her eyelids fluttered open, she realized that Karen was sitting on her chest. 'Hey, what's the big idea?' she grunted, 'Get off, you big ox.' Karen giggled, because getting off was precisely what she had in mind, but not in the way Cathy wanted.

Looking over her shoulder, Karen smiled sweetly at her bitchy sister-in-law, 'Do you recognize these panties Cathy?' she asked sweetly. 'Maybe you've never seen them from this angle. Here, take a closer look.' As she spoke, Karen slid her hips backward until her ass was right above Cathy's face. As Karen sat down, Cathy realized what was about to happen and she let out a yelp that was partly muffled by Karen's full cheeks as they covered her mouth and nose. With her hands pinned, Cathy was unable to prevent Karen from sitting on her face and rubbing her ass all over it.

The blonde was having trouble getting her breath with Karen's ass covering her face and she was beginning to get light- headed from lack of oxygen. Suddenly, the opportunity presented itself and Cathy sunk her teeth into Karen's fleshy ass cheek, bringing a howl of pain from the redhead. Karen leaped to her feet clutching her ass and Cathy took the opportunity to suck fresh air into her lungs. She was grateful for a brief respite from the abuse her nostrils had taken from Karen's backside.

The tall redhead spun around clutching her injured ass with one hand. 'You cunt,' she said, 'I'll probably get blood poisoning.' Cathy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and then spit on Karen's rug as she rose to her feet. The two women closed slowly, neither wanting to risk an all-out charge. They approached to within two feet of one another before their hands met. They clasped each other's hands and for more than a minute engaged in a silent test of strength, each trying to get the other off balance. Their bare feet slid and slapped against the wood until one girl finally achieved the advantage she sought.

Cathy forced Karen's hands lower and she was leaning on them trying to push the redhead to her knees. Suddenly, Karen sat down on the floor and pulled Cathy after her. As Cathy fell forward, Karen raised her feet and planted them firmly into Cathy's stomach. The blonde grunted as Karen's heels knocked the wind out of her and the redhead flipped the blonde over her head onto the floor. Unable to use her hands to break her fall, Cathy landed heavily on her back.

As she writhed in agony, Karen released her hands and stood up. She once again straddled the blonde, who lay on her side clutching her stomach, and Karen's full weight was on Cathy's chest. Karen had knocked what little breath remained right out of her lungs. She flopped around, gasping for breath, her eyes wide in shock and her mouth moving soundlessly. If Karen had any mercy in her, it would have showed at this time, but she had none. The redhead sat on the back of Cathy's thighs, trapping them between her own thighs. Before the blonde recovered, Karen unbuttoned the denim skirt and ripped it from her body.

Now that Karen had stripped Cathy, she intended to finish her off for good. She moved upwards to the middle of Cathy's back and turned to face her ass. Then, she began to spank the haughty blonde. As Cathy struggled to regain her breath, Karen was setting her ass afire with strong, open-handed slaps to the tender flesh. By the time Cathy could cry out, both cheeks of her ass were flaming red from the strong hands of her redheaded sister-in-law. As she spanked Cathy, Karen was talking to her, 'This ... will teach you ... to stick your ... nose ... in our business. If we want ... your advice ..., we'll ... ask ... for ... it! Each pause was emphasized by a spank. The strong blows echoed like gunshots.

When she had finished, Karen dug her fingernails into both of the girl's ass cheeks and raked the flesh. Karen felt a rush of exhilaration at the sound of Cathy's screams. She did it a second time and the blonde's body exploded in motion as she writhed, kicked and flopped about trying to free herself from the torment, but to no avail. Karen reached back with one hand and grabbed the blonde's ponytail. She used it to lift Cathy's torso off of the floor. When Cathy freed one hand and reached back to relieve the pain in her head, Karen released her hold and the blonde's chest flopped, tits-first, on the floor. Cathy emitted a grunt as her breasts slapped against the bare wood.

Karen slapped Cathy's ass twice more before trying to pull her hair again. This time, however, Cathy felt her weight shift as she turned and when Karen reached for her hair, Cathy grabbed the redhead's wrist and pulled her off of her back. Before Cathy could get to her feet, Karen dove on her chest and the two wildcats rolled across the floor punching and slapping each other. They came to rest against the far wall with Cathy on top.

The irate blonde wasted no time, raking Karen's large breasts with her fingernails, bringing an agonized yowl from the redhead. When Karen tried to grab her breasts in retaliation, however, Cathy punched her in the stomach, causing the redhead to lower her hands to protect her stomach. Using the opening this created, Cathy raked her breasts a second time and Karen's green eyes teared.

Both girls were breathing heavily and Karen was barely able to push Cathy off of her. They separated and glared at each other warily as they tried to catch their breath. Karen's big breasts were throbbing from the abuse that Cathy had twice delivered and the blonde's ass was smarting from the spanking and scratching that Karen inflicted on her. It dawned on both of them that her opponent was not going to allow an easy, or early, victory. They were both resolved to fight as long and as hard as necessary to dominate their rival.

Karen realized that she could end the fight anytime she wanted merely by telling Cathy the truth about what had happened. But she refused to take the easy way out. Cathy was a snotty bitch and Karen was intent on teaching her a lesson. She would not explain anything to Cathy until she had her groveling at her feet. Only when Cathy apologized, she vowed, would she explain, not before. Both girls recovered their breath and charged at each other once more.

Cathy ducked a wild punch thrown by Karen as she closed the distance between them and drove her shoulder into the redhead's mid-section. Cathy's momentum carried both women to the wall and Karen slammed against it with a loud thump. Cathy stepped back and drove a short, hard, right hand punch low into Karen's stomach just above the thick thatch of coppery pubic hair. The power of the punch lifted Karen's feet off of the floor.

When she came down, Karen fell against Cathy, her hands grabbing the blonde's sweat-slick skin. Karen slipped slowly down the blonde's body until she was on her knees in front of her with her hands on Cathy's legs. Cathy took a deep breath and basked in the feeling of power that seeing Karen at her feet produced. She reached down and lifted Karen's head by the hair, bending it back until she could look into the redhead's green eyes. Karen's eyes rolled back in her head and Cathy thought she was only semi-conscious.

As Cathy thought about her next move, however, Karen was recovering from the blow to her stomach. Karen tightened her grip on Cathy's legs and pulled them out from under the blonde, dumping her on her back. The sudden move caught Cathy unprepared and her head hit the floor hard. She rolled away just in time as Karen tried to stomp on her chest, intending to repay the blonde for the abuse her own breasts had endured.

Cathy avoided the attack and rose to one knee before Karen lunged and she wrapped her arms about her, trapping the blonde's hands between them. Karen slammed her into the wall, striking her head against the plaster surface. This time it was Cathy who slumped to her knees. She squatted in front of Karen, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs as Karen used the break in the fighting to recover from the blow to her stomach.

Cathy reached upwards with both hands and grabbed the panties which Karen was now wearing, by the waistband. She pulled them down to Karen's knees before the redhead could react. When Karen bent to grab them, Cathy raised her head, striking the redhead between the breasts. With her legs tangled by the panties, Karen fell onto her back on the hardwood floor. Karen was unable to recover before Cathy dove on top of her, hitting her in the breasts with a forearm as she landed. Karen grabbed Cathy's hair with one hand and tried to roll her off, but the blonde spread her legs wide and prevented the maneuver.

Cathy lay on top of the redhead for several moments looking into her green eyes as Karen pulled and tugged futilely at her. Cathy realized that the look she saw in Karen's eyes was not the fear she had expected, but hatred. Karen was a long way from being beaten, and that was what Cathy wanted more than anything, to beat the redheaded bitch that had stolen her brother's love. Karen got one hand free and punched Cathy in the side several times. When this failed to knock her off, Karen resorted to her previous tactic of attacking the blonde's ass. She reached around and raked the tender flesh with her fingernails. The first one brought a yelp of pain from Cathy that told Karen that she had gotten the blonde's attention.

When she repeated it, Cathy tried to pull free from Karen's grip on her hair, but the redhead wasn't letting go now that she could reach Cathy's ass with her fingernails. Cathy drew back her fist and began to pummel Karen's sensitive breasts. In moments, both girls had released her hold and rolled free. They knelt less than a foot apart, beads of sweat dripping from the tips of their hard nipples as they glared at one another. By now each sensed the other would not submit to her; she would either have to be beaten into submission or conquered in some other way. Karen was the first to realize this, but she couldn't figure how to implement the plan that was forming in her mind.

'It appears we're pretty evenly matched,' she gasped, holding a bruised breast in one hand. Cathy nodded silently as she rubbed her ass where Karen's nails had scraped the skin raw. She stood upright and gestured with her hands for Karen to do likewise. Karen stood and faced the intruder in her home suddenly extending her hand. 'I'm willing to forget about this if you are,' she said, 'How about it?' Cathy took Karen's sudden gesture as a sign of surrender. Eagerly she grabbed the girl's hand, planning to throw Karen to the floor and punch her senseless before dragging her naked body into the front yard.

But Karen wasn't surrendering. Instead, she had devised a plan that was even more devious than Cathy's. As the blonde grasped her hand, Karen pulled her forward, getting her off balance. Cathy had been slow to execute her own plan and was now going to pay for it. As she stumbled forward, Karen tripped her, sending Cathy forward onto her stomach. Karen, still holding Cathy's hand, twisted the blonde's arm behind her back into a hammerlock. She dropped to the floor, driving her knees between Cathy's thighs before the girl could recover.

Karen held Cathy's arm behind her back with one hand and used the other on her blonde ponytail to pull her head backward. Whenever Cathy reached behind with her other hand, Karen would either increase the pressure on her hammerlock, or slide Cathy's body forward along the floor. Soon, Karen had shoved the blonde into a corner of the room where she couldn't turn her shoulders in either direction. At this point, Karen put phase two of her plan into operation.

Releasing Cathy's ponytail, Karen reached between Cathy's thighs with her free hand, found her pussy and jammed a finger into the blonde's bush. The reaction from Cathy was as if an electric wire had been inserted. Her body stiffened and then she began to kick and thrash about. The wisdom of forcing Cathy into the corner became obvious at this point. The angle of the walls restricted her movement and prevented her from turning to either side. There was no escaping Karen's probing finger. With Karen kneeling between her thighs, Cathy couldn't even close her legs. Karen quickly found Cathy's clitoris and ran the finger across the tip of it. Cathy cried out, 'Oh, God,' in what Karen thought was ecstasy.

Inserting a second finger, Karen stroked and teased Cathy's clitoris, quickly rousing the young woman to a sexual frenzy. After several minutes, Cathy's hips were moving involuntarily in rhythm with Karen's fingering motion. When Karen released her grip on Cathy's arm, the blonde made no attempt to escape, but continued to lay on the floor with her arm over her back as Karen masturbated her to a climax. Afterwards, Cathy lay on her stomach sobbing quietly as Karen probed the young woman's 'love canal' with her fingers.

'My God,' she exclaimed, 'You're still a virgin, aren't you?' 'What of it, you whore?' Cathy gasped as she regained her breath. 'Just because you'll sleep with anyone doesn't mean that everyone else does to.' Karen laughed silently to herself as she returned her fingers to Cathy's clitoris and began to masturbate her anew. Cathy made a single feeble attempt to rise, but when Karen put her free hand in the small of the blonde's back and firmly pushed down, Cathy abandoned her efforts to escape and allowed Karen to continue to pleasure her.

Once more, blonde's hips began to buck against the invading fingers, but this time Karen ceased her manipulation just short of Cathy's climax, bringing a groan from the blonde. 'Don't stop,' she pleaded, her voice sounding like that of a small child. 'No wonder you got excited when I suggested you liked girls,' Karen teased, 'You've never been with a guy. Tell me,' she said as she patted Cathy's ass playfully, 'how many other girls have you been with?' The blush Karen's question caused covered Cathy's entire body, creating on her upturned ass a lovely pink color which complemented the red blotches from Karen's spanking and the scarlet stripes from the redhead's fingernails.

'You filthy bitch,' Cathy muttered as she again struggled in vain to free herself from the corner; but her position made escape impossible as long as Karen knelt between her thighs. Karen's only response to this insult was to resume stroking Cathy's clitoris. Despite her loathing for Karen, Cathy climaxed for a second time on the fingers of her bitter enemy. Karen enjoyed the feeling as Cathy's cunt walls constricted against her fingers. She knew what a powerful sensation it was creating in the twenty-four year old virgin and how draining it was physically. This was exactly the reason she had done it, or at least that's what she told herself.

Cathy lay still as Karen removed her fingers and wiped them on her ass. The pressure on her battered cheeks made Cathy shift her hips uncomfortably. Karen slid backwards until she could grab Cathy by the ankles and drag her on her stomach to the center of the room. Cathy tried to kick free, but Karen released her feet and let them drop.

As soon as Cathy rolled over and sat up, Karen stepped forward, straddled her waist and sat down on her stomach. The 128 pound woman dropping onto her stomach knocked the wind out of Cathy and she fell back on the floor like a limp rag. It was an easy matter for Karen to grab her hands and force her arms above her head. The redhead then placed her knees on either side of Cathy's head, pinning her arms beneath them.

Karen sat on Cathy's chest and stroked her face as the blonde caught her breath. 'What ...,' Cathy started, but Karen gently placed a finger over the blonde's lips and shook her head slowly. 'Hush, darlin',' she said, 'A whole new world is about to open up to you.' Saying that, Karen slowly slid forward until her pussy covered the blonde's mouth. She tilted her pelvis and her cunt opened like the pedals of a flower, the smell nearly overwhelmed Cathy with it's pungent aroma. For the next fifteen minutes, Karen forced Cathy to lick her pussy, all the time giving her instructions to improve her technique.

When Karen climaxed, she came on Cathy's tear-stained face. The young blonde had been rendered helpless and then virtually raped, first by Karen's fingers and then by her pussy. Cathy felt humiliated and debased. The victory that Karen had been unable to win by physical force had been won easily when she attacked Cathy's self esteem. Karen felt all resistance drain from the blonde's body as surely as the fluid drained her own cunt. She slid her hips along Cathy's body until she lay full length atop her blonde sister-in-law.

Karen kissed Cathy gently on the neck and felt the woman's body respond beneath her. She kissed Cathy's neck again and the young woman groaned and wrapped her arms around Karen's waist. Slipping her knee between Cathy's limp legs, she pressed her thigh against the blonde's pussy. When she increased the pressure, she heard Cathy suck in her breath, as if she were once more becoming excited. Karen kissed her blonde sister-in-law on the lips and then trailed her lips the full length of Cathy's torso, stopping at her pussy.

As she inserted her tongue into the blonde's cunt, Karen felt Cathy's hands in her hair and she wrapped her legs around Karen's neck. Karen used her tongue to bring Cathy to her fourth orgasm of the day. Afterwards, they lay on the floor in each others arms as Cathy cried at the humiliation Karen had caused her. She had come here to defeat Karen and run her out of town and instead, she herself had been defeated and degraded by the redhead.

For the first time, Karen and Cathy really talked to one another. Karen began to realize why Cathy felt so protective of her younger brother, whom she had sheltered throughout his life. Now that he was grown and had moved away from her, her life no longer had a purpose. In addition, Karen had correctly identified Cathy's own lack of a sexual identity. She hadn't dated throughout high school and college to devote her entire life to taking care of Rob. She saw Karen as a threat to her only reason for existence.

Karen finally told Cathy the truth about the truck driver that she had been seen dancing with. The young man was a cousin of hers she hadn't seen since before he went into the service. The meeting, which Cathy had interpreted as a threat to Rob's happiness, was not only known to Rob, but in fact he had encouraged her to go. When she realized how wrong she had been, Cathy held Karen in her arms and cried again, this time with relief that her brother's wife wasn't cheating on him.

When Cathy had cried herself out, Karen kissed her gently and stroked her blonde hair. She reached behind the blonde's head and unfastened her ponytail, fanning the silky blonde hair out on the floor. 'What am I going to do with you?' she whispered. Cathy didn't answer, but Karen could feel the blonde's slender arms draw tighter around her waist. She lowered her head and pressed her lips to Cathy's, inserting her tongue between the blonde's lips. Cathy returned the kiss, her lips pressing urgently against Karen's. Their tongues entwined in Cathy's mouth.

Karen ran her hand between their bodies, her fingers finding once more the opening between Cathy's legs. As Karen's fingers invaded her, Cathy's hips rose to meet them. The strength of her climax nearly blew the top off Cathy's head and she collapsed beneath her redheaded sister-in-law. The women lay that way for several minutes as each caught her breath.

'I'm frightened,' Cathy whispered. 'Don't be, I'll be right here for you, all the time,' said Karen as she stood and extended her hand to the blonde. Taking her hand, Cathy allowed Karen to lift her to her feet. 'Was it really that easy to beat me?' she said softly, as if the magnitude of her defeat were only now being realized. 'No,' laughed Karen. 'If I had played fair, I doubt I could have beaten you at all. You're very tough.'

Karen led Cathy by the hand to the upstairs bedroom she shared with Rob. The women fell into bed and for the remainder of that day, through the night and into the next morning, Karen showed Cathy the intimate wonders of lesbian love. Cathy, for the first time in her life, seemed to be enjoying her own sexuality. It was only when Karen told her that she had to leave because Rob would be home soon, that Cathy began to realize that she herself had become a threat to Rob's marital happiness even greater than that she had set out to eliminate.

Karen assured her, however, that she could never come between she and Rob. 'I've loved him since the day I met him,' she assured Cathy. 'It's just that when I realized that your animosity toward me was a result of your love and concern for him, I couldn't let you go away unfulfilled.' Tears of relief and joy filled Cathy's eyes and they kissed.

'Will I ever see you again? You know, like this?' Cathy asked, her trembling voice betraying her emotional state. 'Anytime you want,' Karen assured her. 'After all, Rob loves to go fishin' with his buddies. Whenever he's away, I can always use some company from my big sister-in-law. Keep it in the family, right?'

Cathy had just finished tying her tattered shirt below her breasts when they heard Rob's car in the driveway. As he walked in, Karen and Cathy had just broken their final clinch and the blonde turned to greet her brother as he entered.

'I'm glad to see that you two are finally beginning to get along. I hope you can become friends.' Cathy looked at Karen and giggled. 'Little brother,' she gushed, 'I think Karen and I are going to be close for a long time.' She kissed his cheek and walked out, the denim skirt barely covering the bruises and scratches on her bare ass.

Rob kicked the door closed behind his sister and swept his young bride up in his arms. 'God I missed you,' he said. 'Let's go upstairs, you can tell me all about your weekend. I want to see the scratches. I know she went after those big tits of yours. She's a tiger when she thinks she's protecting me. Remember what I told you she did to the cheerleader that made fun of me in class?'

Rob carried Karen upstairs in his arms. As he set her down at the top of the stairs, she turned toward him and spoke for the first time since his return. 'I didn't believe you when you said how tough she is. She's a real handful alright. I don't think I could have beaten her if I hadn't resorted to the sex thing. But you were right, she loved it. After that, she was putty in my hands. Now, we plan to get together whenever you go fishing, so I guess you're going fishing a lot the next few months.'

They laughed as he removed his clothes. Karen modeled her new t-back, black panties for Rob before they tumbled into bed. Before they made love, Rob ran his fingers over the scratches on his wife's breasts. Once, he playfully squeezed her breast and she let out a pained groan, testimony to the rugged battle she and the blonde had put up before they made peace.

Rob had never been happier than he was that night. He had finally repaid his older sister for the years she had denied herself happiness and pleasure while looking after him. Now he and his bisexual bride could give Cathy the happiness she missed while, at the same time, Karen could indulge her own sexual appetites alternately with both Rob and his sister.

In the following months, Karen and Cathy met regularly to wrestle, sometimes they let Rob watch, but they both felt more comfortable when he wasn't present. Cathy would usually be winning their matches and have an advantage when Karen would resort to a 'dirty trick' such as fingering her pussy or kissing her passionately during a clinch. The intimate attacks would so unsettle Cathy that Karen could usually turn the match around and gain a rapid pin or even a submission. Then, Karen would force Cathy to make love to her. Rob and Karen talked about it once, and Karen told him that she was certain Cathy enjoyed being forced to do something that she secretly wanted to do, but felt was socially unacceptable to engage in willingly.

After a while, Karen talked Cathy into inviting a few of her girlfriends to join them and then Karen brought two or three of her friends into the group. Within a short time, there were eight to ten women meeting every month to wrestle. Some of them, like Karen, would force a defeated opponents to engage in lesbian sex. A few of the women dropped out because of this, but they were quickly and easily replaced by others to whom inflicting, or having inflicted upon them, such degrading humiliation was either acceptable or at least less objectionable.

Despite having success against most of the other women, Cathy rarely beat Karen and on the few occasions that she did, she never forced the redhead to have sex with her. But, whenever Karen beat her, she would drag the beaten girl to a bedroom and keep her with her the entire night. A couple of her friends asked Cathy why she didn't just quit the group as others had, since it was obvious she didn't enjoy the lesbian sex when she lost, but she got a dreamy expression on her face and muttered something about 'family duty.'

This pattern continued for almost two years before Cathy shocked everyone by announcing she was leaving town to marry a young man she'd recently met. Despite Karen's pleas, she moved across the country to join her new husband in Boston. Karen kept the group together for a time, but without Cathy to inspire her, she lost her 'spark.' Soon, another woman replaced Karen as the leader and she dropped out entirely. Sadly, she and Rob only stayed together another six months before she filed for divorce. The last time anyone saw her, Karen was packing her car for a trip to Boston.

THE END