Second Attempt
By A.J. Brown
A sequel to Wanna Wrestle?


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After being beaten-up, humiliated, and sexually assaulted by Dawn, Abby had
sworn that she never was going to try to hook up with a woman ever again. But
as much as she felt upset and disgusted by what Dawn had done to her, she
found herself craving a sexual experience with a woman more than ever. Dawn's
huge boobs and just the way her feminine body felt rubbing against her gave
her a sexual rush that she just couldn't get from a man. She couldn't resist
but to get online again and try and find another woman - just definitely not
Dawn.

Getting on the website and looking around was already giving her bad feelings
back to when she had done this the last time. She remembered how exciting that
it felt and she felt that excitement again. But she knew that excitement could
lead to very bad things - that took away from her excitement and make her
consider if she even wanted to keep doing this.

But she kept it up although it didn't take much for an ad to turn her off. If
there wasn't a picture with the profile she would close it out immediately
just in case it was Dawn. And going through some of the other profiles and
seeing just how unattractive some of the women looking for other women were
made her wonder if this was worth her time.

She ultimately found a woman named Kathleen who had a picture that she decided
to meet up with. Kathleen was even a couple of years older than Dawn was at
45. It wasn't so much that Abby was attracted to older women but for some
reason they always had the most appealing profiles and they were easier to
talk to as well. Abby agreed to meet Kathleen at a bar this time. The last
time she had not wanted to meet a woman out in public but after what happened
with Dawn she had learned her lesson about going to a stranger's house without
meeting her first.

"So are you going to buy me a drink?" Kathleen said to Abby with her soft,
feminine voice when the two of them were sitting at the bar. "You're the one
that is trying to court me after all."

Kathleen had long reddish-brown hair that had a bit of a curl to it. It was
definitely well taken care of. Her face definitely looked like that of a
45-year-old woman but it was still an attractive face nonetheless. She looked
confident and a bit arrogant with her serious expression. She was a petite
woman looking like she couldn't have weighed 110 pounds and she was probably
about 5'3. Her boobs weren't big but they weren't small either and they looked
good for her size. They were still bigger than Abby's completely flat chest.
Kathleen's hands looked soft and she had long fingernails that were freshly
painted red. She wore shoes that showed off her feet. Her feet looked soft and
feminine for an older woman and they looked like they had recently gotten a
pedicure. Abby found it interesting how these older women always seemed to
take such good care of their feet. It was a part of her body that Abby didn't
worry about at all.

One important thing that Abby observed about Kathleen was that she was certain
that she could beat her up. Even though she had initially thought that she
could beat up Dawn, she had been intimidated by her size when she first saw
her. Kathleen looked like someone that Abby could break right in half. She
wouldn't be the least bit afraid about being alone in an apartment with her.
And she was very attracted to the woman so she liked the idea of getting her
into bed. In addition to having a sexy looking body, Kathleen spoke very
softly and smoothly and even her voice turned Abby on.

Abby thought it was a little arrogant of Kathleen to suggest she buy her a
drink because Abby was trying to 'court' her when she thought this was just
two people trying to get to know each other. But she went ahead and did it
anyway. Kathleen asked Abby to tell her about herself and her history with
both men and women. Abby talked about her ex-boyfriend who had cheated on her
and how she hadn't really been in any other serious relationships. She
mentioned how she had one experience with a woman that just didn't work out
for her but she wanted to try it again. She left out that it was just a
one-time deal where the woman beat her up and sexually abused her. Just
remembering it in her head, the way Dawn forced her to eat her out and forced
her feet in her mouth was making Abby feel panic so there was no way she could
talk about it. It wasn't something she wanted Kathleen to know either.

"So let me tell you about myself," Kathleen said with her soft and very gentle
sounding voice and Abby looked at the bright red lipstick she had on as she
spoke. "I've been with many men and many women. While I like men, I think most
of them are emotionally weak and they just don't have the kind of bodies that
women do to sexually satisfy me. I am very picky. I am looking for a woman
that is intelligent and sexually adventurous. I prefer the body of a younger
woman but the intelligence of an older woman. If a young fit, woman like
yourself can impress me with their intelligence then I would be very
interested in having a relationship like that. I'd also like a strong woman
that can protect me."

"Well I am a college graduate!" Abby said excitedly and she found herself
already wanting to impress this woman although Kathleen didn't look the least
bit impressed by what she said. "So I got the smarts thing down. And I am very
fit. I'm also strong. I've taken down a lot of guys before. So I could
definitely protect you."

"Be assured that the woman I do pick to date me will be extremely fortunate,"
Kathleen said like she wasn't interested in what Abby had said. "Do you find
me attractive?"

"I do!" Abby said as she looked at Kathleen and realized that she sounded way
too eager.

"I have great breasts, don't I?" Kathleen said. "I have a really good butt
too. What about my feet - do you like them?" Kathleen kicked out her leg and
showed off her well-pedicured foot.

"I'm not really a feet person," Abby said. "The rest of you looks great,
though."

"Wow, I'm surprised," Kathleen said, sounding like she was almost holding it
against her. "Most people like my feet. I take great care of them and they are
very sexy. Everyone has their own tastes though, I guess. I won't count that
against you."

Kathleen took a sip from the glass of wine that Abby had bought for her. While
Kathleen didn't intimidate her physically at all, Abby did find herself
intimidated by her mentally. She was smart and she seemed like she was a lot
more sexually experienced than Abby was.

"Once I start dating a woman I know how to take care of her," Kathleen said.
"I can work my tongue around in a woman's pussy better than anyone can. I know
how to move it and all of the right spots to hit. I'll hit you in spots you
didn't know you had. And I'm even better with a strap-on. After I'm done with
you you'll have no desire to ever have a man's cock inside of you because he
just won't be able to satisfy you anywhere near the way I can. I'm hard to win
over but I am well worth it."

Kathleen hadn't even touched Abby and Abby felt as wet as she ever had been,
her legs actually moving a bit, trying to imagine would it would feel like
having Kathleen inside of her like that. She just wanted to rip her clothes
off right at the bar right there she felt so horny.

"We've spoken enough for now," Kathleen said and she took the last sip of her
wine then pushed the glass aside. "The next step if you want to win me over is
I want you to take me out to dinner. If you can impress me with that, you'll
most likely find yourself at my apartment."

The older woman gave Abby one last sexy look in her eyes before standing up
and walking off. Abby had never desired a human being the way she desired
Kathleen right then. Abby looked at Kathleen's ass in the tight pants that she
was wearing as she walked away and it looked as good as Kathleen said it did,
probably even better.

Abby knew that she had to do this right. She found a nice Italian restaurant
to take Kathleen to and she was going to spend well. She didn't invite her the
next night as she didn't want to seem overly desperate but she invited her the
next night after that as she was too afraid someone else would swoop in if she
didn't.

So they sat across from each other at dinner and Kathleen was looking quite
sexy. She was wearing a button-up long-sleeved shirt that wasn't buttoned up
all of the way and Abby could see down her shirt a little bit. Her boobs
looked great for a middle-aged woman and Abby found herself really wanting to
get her hands on them.

Abby felt like she was on her game, making the conversation flow, and she
thought she made a couple of good jokes even though they didn't get a laugh
out of Kathleen. But Kathleen seemed interested in the conversation and Abby
felt like she was doing a good job giving herself the chance to be invited to
her apartment.

Abby then noticed a nerdy looking girl walking towards their table who looked
like she was maybe 18 or 19 years old. The girl had curly blond hair, she wore
thick glasses, she was fairly short, and extremely skinny. It looked like she
was carrying flowers in her hand. Abby didn't expect this nerdy looking girl
to approach their table but she walked right up to Kathleen and held the
flowers in front of her. They were two white flowers that looked like they
were picked out of the grass and not even bought anywhere. Kathleen didn't
look surprised to see the nerdy girl.

"For you!" the nerdy girl said to her. Kathleen looked annoyed but she took
the flowers and set them on the table.

"Emily, what did I tell you when you called me earlier?" Kathleen said to the
nerdy girl. "I was coming here on a date with somebody else. I said you can
call me tomorrow and if I'm interested I'll arrange another time to meet up
with you."

"I know," Emily said. "But I couldn't wait to see you again. So I at least
wanted to give you these flowers so you knew I was thinking about you. I
picked them out myself."

"Well thank you very much," Kathleen said like she didn't really mean the
thank you but Emily smiled like she appreciated it anyway. "Now go home now,
OK? You can call me tomorrow."

"OK bye!" Emily said awkwardly and she walked away. Abby noticed when the girl
walked away that she had a big butt despite the rest of her being very skinny.

"Who was that?" Abby said, once Emily was gone.

"That's Emily," Kathleen said. "She's another girl that is courting me right
now. 19-year-old college student. She's definitely very bi-curious for a girl
her age. You don't see that too often. Cute kid." It didn't sound like a
ringing endorsement for her or anything but Abby still didn't like hearing
Kathleen call her cute. She wanted Kathleen to herself and not to have any
other girls in the way.

"Well she doesn't look very fit," Abby said, trying to quickly put down her
newfound competition. "And she definitely doesn't look like someone that would
be able to protect you."

"What do you think that you are going to order?" Kathleen responded, ignoring
the question, and making Abby feel dumb about asking it.

But it didn't ruin the dinner or anything and Abby felt like things went
fairly well after that. It was smooth conversation for the most part and
Kathleen seemed to be interested in the different things that Abby had to say
which was good. Kathleen talked a bit about past partners that she had as well
as talking a bit about sex which was turning Abby on. Abby felt a little
anxious when she was paying the bill as she realized the time had come for
Kathleen to determine if Abby would be coming to her apartment or not.

"So," Abby said a bit nervously as they were getting up to leave. "Did I
impress you enough for you to want to see me again?"

"I'll tell you the same thing that I told Emily," Kathleen said softly without
any emotion in her voice which Abby took as a bad sign. "You can call me
tomorrow and if I am interested, I'll arrange another time to meet with you.
We've seen each other twice now and I know you want to have sex with me so if
we meet again then you should feel good about the chance of that happening.
Thank you for the dinner."

Kathleen then turned around and left without as much as a hug. Abby didn't
know exactly how to interpret how things went but she decided to focus on the
positives. Although it wasn't good that someone else was after Kathleen as
well, at least Emily was a nerdy, weak, desperate looking girl who wasn't much
in the way of competition. Abby had gotten her second date to take Kathleen
out to dinner and all seemed to go well so she didn't see a reason why
Kathleen wouldn't want to see her again after that. Emily had probably made
herself look foolish by showing up uninvited with flowers she picked out of
the ground, further making Abby look better. Although Kathleen didn't seem
overly excited about seeing Abby again, perhaps she was just not wanting to
seem too eager. Abby knew she seemed overly eager at a couple of points and
she felt stupid about it.

The next day came and now Abby was really nervous. How was she going to make
her follow-up call to Kathleen? How long should she wait? What was she even
going to say? She really didn't want to blow this. It took her a while to get
the courage just to do it but she ended up calling Kathleen up mid-afternoon.

"So why don't you come by my apartment tonight?" Kathleen said after they had
small-talked for a bit. "I have a couple of bottles of wine here already. I
think that we can have a really good time."

Abby was so excited when she hung up her phone. Just her and Kathleen at
Kathleen's apartment. Kathleen had already told her that she lived alone so
she knew that no one else was going to be there. The invitation wasn't to go
over and wrestle, it was just to go have some fun which Abby was all about.
She was so glad that she hadn't given up on searching for women online.

"Come in," Abby heard Kathleen's voice say through the door when Abby showed
up that early evening and knocked on it.

Abby walked in the door and her pussy immediately got wet. She saw Kathleen
sitting on her couch, drinking a glass of wine, with her legs stretched out
and bare feet resting on the coffee table. Abby wasn't excited or anything
about seeing Kathleen's bare soles looking right at her but she liked the rest
of what she saw.

Kathleen wore nothing but a slip. So much of her skin was exposed and her skin
looked so soft and feminine, especially for a woman her age. She had on fresh,
shiny red lipstick and Abby just wanted to walk over and kiss her on the lips.
Her boobs looked great, hanging out of the slip a bit, looking quite perky.
She also had great looking legs.

"Come have a seat, dear," Kathleen said and Abby noticed that there was
another glass of wine sitting on the coffee table. "I poured a glass of wine
for you. Come cuddle with me, Abby."

Abby wanted to do more than cuddle - she wanted to rip that slip right off of
Kathleen and ravage her naked, beautiful body. The cuddling would be a good
start, though. She kept her composure as she slowly walked over, had a seat
next to Kathleen, picked up the glass of wine, and put her arm around her. It
felt so right. This was exactly what she was looking for. Looking at
Kathleen's body in that slip turned her on so much.

"Do you like how I look tonight?" Kathleen asked her.

"You look amazing," Abby said.

"I freshly painted my toenails," Kathleen said as she lifted one of her feet
off of the table and held it up for Abby to see. Abby had to admit that it was
sexy when she did that. "Do you like them?"

"I told you, I'm not into feet," Abby said, feeling a bit strange that she was
getting turned on by them.

"That's OK," Kathleen said. "There's plenty more of me that I know you are
going to like."

Kathleen then took a hold of Abby's wrist, the one that had her arm around
her, and moved it down to touch Kathleen's pussy through the slip. Abby loved
feeling her there. She started to rub Kathleen's crotch. It felt so right. She
was about ready to stick her hand up the slip and feel her pussy directly when
there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" Kathleen said.

Abby couldn't believe that she just called for the person to come in like that
when they were in the middle of what they were doing. Abby quickly moved her
hand away as the door started to open and put it on her own thigh. She really
hoped that whoever it was would be gone very quickly. Abby was not the least
bit pleased when she saw Emily standing in the doorway.

Emily stood there with her curly blond hair and those nerdy looking thick
glasses of hers on. She wore a pink long-sleeved thin shirt that had four
buttons on the top half. Two of those buttons were undone and she looked like
she was trying to show off her cleavage. Abby thought how pathetic that was
since Emily had such small boobs - but they were a bit bigger than Abby's
were.

Emily wore a pair of khaki pants that were fairly baggy on her skinny legs
that Abby thought looked ridiculous with the pink shirt she was wearing that
definitely would have gone better with jeans. Emily also wore sandals, not
flip flops, but sandals which made Abby think this girl just had no fashion
sense at all. Emily had pale, little, bony feet and her toenails weren't
painted at all.

Abby could feel the rage in her body as she saw Emily standing there looking
so awkward. It was bad enough that she showed up when she was out to dinner
with Kathleen but to do so when she was at her house about to get it on. Abby
looked at how small, skinny, and weak, Emily looked. Her whole body was so
small, all the way to her tiny little hands. She thought about how she could
completely just break the pale girl into pieces if she wanted to. After Dawn
had beaten her up, Abby had felt this desire to beat up another female, to
take out what Dawn had done to her on someone else, since she knew she
couldn't do anything to Dawn. Emily would be perfect for that. She couldn't do
it in front of Kathleen and blow her chances with her. But if she got just
once chance to be alone with her ...

"What are you doing here?" Kathleen said to Emily and Abby liked hearing that.
It might be worth the interruption just to see the girl have to go through the
humiliation of being kicked out. Maybe that would get rid of her for good. "I
thought you were supposed to come over tomorrow?"

"No, I called you yesterday when you got back from dinner, remember?" Emily
said. "And you said 'come tomorrow night' which is tonight."

"Oh OK," Kathleen said and Abby just wanted it to quickly get to the point
where Emily was sent away. "It's tough for me to keep track with the both of
you."

"Alright, well you obviously made a mistake," Abby said to Emily as she was
quickly losing her patience. "So why don't you get going?"

"I didn't make any mistake," Emily said and Abby couldn't believe the scrawny
little bitch actually dared to talk back to her. "Kathleen told me to come
tonight. So I'm here like I should be." Abby looked at Kathleen and gave her a
look of disbelief like she wanted Kathleen to get Emily out of there
immediately. Kathleen didn't see the look because she wasn't looking at Abby.

"I don't know," Kathleen said with a tone of voice like she was frustrated
with the two of them as she stood up. "I'm going to go in my bedroom and let
the two of you work this out. You can come find me once you've decided. I'm
sure the two of you will be able to work it out maturely."

Kathleen then walked away, walked into her bedroom that was off of the living
room, and she closed the door. Abby looked right at Emily and gave her a dirty
look. Emily had closed the door to the apartment and also had kicked off her
sandals so she was now standing there barefoot. Abby looked at the girl. She
hated how she looked and she hated that she existed. She wasn't going to let
her get in the way of her hooking up with Kathleen. No way.

"So how do you want to figure this out?" Emily said and she actually spoke
with a tone of voice like the two of them were friends.

There was no way Abby was going to be friendly with this girl. Dawn had had
her way with her because she was bigger and stronger than Abby was. Abby was
bigger and stronger than Emily so she was going to make sure she left her and
Kathleen alone. Abby stood to her feet so show off that she was bigger than
Emily was. She had to be five inches taller. She stuck her chest out and
walked closer to Emily. Emily didn't look afraid.

"Get out of here," Abby said to her with a quiet by threatening tone. "Walk
out that door and leave - now!" Emily looked up at her through those nerdy
looking glasses of hers and still didn't look afraid.

"No," Emily said. "You leave." Abby couldn't believe it. She was going to put
Emily through the wall. Kathleen wanted to be protected, Abby would start off
easily protecting her from this little bitch.

"Do you really want to get your ass kicked?" Abby said.

"I'll kick your ass," Emily said and smiled with a nerdy looking smile like
the whole thing was amusing to her. She then actually took her glasses off and
set them down on the coffee table looking like she was ready to fight.

Abby was going to wipe that smile right off of her face. She walked up to
Emily and shoved her hard. She thought the push would be hard enough to knock
her over but Emily remained on her feet. Emily didn't even look shaken up by
it and she reacted quickly. Before Abby even knew what was happening, Emily
punched her right in the mouth.

Abby had wrestled many guys and many girls in her day but she had never been
in a fist fight before. Even with Emily's hands being small the punch really
hurt. She felt the stinging pain in her mouth, her eyes watered up, and it
made her feel a bit afraid. Before she could even react, Emily punched her
again right in her jaw.

Abby put her fists up to defend her face but Emily was too quick and she
punched her in the cheek. Her punches were really hurting and that being
combined with the frustration that she was losing to this girl she had felt
certain she could beat had her on the verge of crying.

Abby wound her arm back trying to hit Emily with a devastating punch. She
threw the punch and she just felt awkward throwing it as she had never thrown
a real punch before. Emily just easily ducked and Abby felt the air as she
completely missed. When Emily stood back up, Abby threw another punch at her
face. Emily simply moved her head back and although Abby was closer this time,
she missed again.

Now her face was wide open and Emily took advantage. She punched Abby right in
the bridge of the nose. To Abby it felt like her nose cracked and she never
felt so much physical pain before. She instinctively put her hands up to her
face just trying to soothe the pain.

Abby had her hands in front of her own eyes and now she had plenty of her face
wide open for Emily to have a field day on. Emily punched her multiple times
in the face wherever she could find an opening. That caused Abby to bend down
a bit. Emily pulled on the collar of Abby's shirt and pulled her down so her
head was down about even with Emily's chest.

Emily now grabbed Abby's hair with her left hand tightly and started punching
Abby on the back of the head with her right hand. Abby was not in any position
to free herself so she just had to eat all of those punches. She couldn't
punch back the way she was positioned so she reached her hands up trying to
grab at Emily's face. She felt her thumb poke Emily's face and then she
grabbed a hold of Emily's hair.

"Ah, let go of me!" Emily yelled, not seeming to care if Kathleen heard they
were fighting out there.

Abby wouldn't let go. Holding onto Emily's hair was her only way of possibly
feeling like she had some power. But it made Emily angry as Abby could tell by
the way Emily was punching her faster and harder. She couldn't take the
punches and she finally let go of Emily's hair to try and defend her own head
and hope that Emily may go easier on her if she wasn't grabbing her hair.

At one point Abby was able to get her face up a bit and when she did it was
met by Emily's fist punching her right on the side of her nose up by her eye.
She got some blackness in her vision after the hit and she felt dizzy. She was
no longer able to stay on her feet and she fell down.

Emily was quick to force Abby on her back, sit on her chest, and straddle her.
Abby looked up at the girl that was beating her up. Even without the glasses
on, Emily's face looked extremely nerdy and she had a stupid looking smile on
her face. She looked at Emily's skinny body, her small boobs that were bigger
than Abby's, and she could feel Emily's big butt pushing into her chest and
keeping her down.

Abby gasped as she tried her best to get up but she couldn't. Emily then
started to unload on her face, punching her repeatedly. This onslaught of
punches was far too much for Abby to be able to take. She was trying to
protect her face but she was in an awful position and Emily was easily able to
keep finding openings to connect. The pain, frustration, and humiliation of it
all became too much for her to take. She started loudly bawling.

"Get off of me!" Abby pleaded as Emily kept punching her. "Please get off of
me!"

Emily kept punching her and Abby just kept loudly crying. She heard the
bedroom door open and Kathleen start to walk out of it. She cried more now
knowing that Kathleen was going to see this. Emily finally stopped punching
but she looked down at Abby with a half-smile and half threatening look.

"You done now?" Emily said and she put her fist back like she would
immediately strike again if Abby didn't answer exactly how she wanted her to.
"Kathleen's mine, right?"

Abby knew that later on she was going to regret going along with that - giving
up the woman that she was extremely sexually attracted to because some college
geek threatened her. But she was so afraid of Emily that she couldn't stick up
for herself. She had always had her own insecurities but had never felt like
this much of a coward.

"Yes!" Abby said just wanting to say whatever she needed to, to avoid getting
beaten up any more. "She's yours."

Abby watched Emily get off of her. Emily just looked like such a loser and
Abby couldn't believe that Kathleen was going to be choosing her over Abby.
Abby looked up at Kathleen who was now standing above her very close to her.
She looked so sexy in that slip but Abby would never get to enjoy that body of
hers.

"Well it looks like the two of you were able to work it out who comes to bed
with me," Kathleen said with her soft voice. "You fought for me and Emily won.
Whatever works. Let's go Emily."

Too ashamed to even get up right away, Abby stayed lying on the ground. She'd
wait until they were in the bedroom with the door closed and then quickly make
an exit. Kathleen got close to the bedroom and as Emily started to walk by
Abby she kicked her right in the ribs.

Abby was thin and didn't have much cushion around her ribs so the kick was
beyond painful, far worse than all of the punches. She felt the pain shoot
throughout her body and could really feel it on her insides. She tried to
scream but realized that she could barely breathe so barely any noise came
out. She was crying again but making very little noise as she was just trying
to get her breath.

Abby heard the door close to the bedroom as both women went in there and Abby
clearly wasn't going to get any sympathy for being kicked. She just wanted to
get out of there. She never would have guessed that she would have had to deal
with all of this abuse entering the lesbian world and now she was certain that
she didn't anything to do with it ever again.

She really thought that she may need an ambulance because of the kick. The
pain was worse than she had ever felt and it wasn't getting any better. Every
time she tried to move she felt the sharp pain in her ribs and she wanted to
scream. Breathing was still very difficult which was scaring her a lot.

The only things that stopped her from trying to call an ambulance was the fact
that she didn't want anyone else to know why she was there and what had
happened to her and she feared what Emily may do if she heard her trying to
call 911. Every quite a bit of time lying there, she finally started to get
up, the pain still awful, nut at least not bad enough to prevent her from
moving.

As she started to get up she saw the bedroom door open and was terrified that
Emily was going to walk out of the room. She couldn't believe how much she
feared the nerdy girl. But instead, it was Kathleen walking out of the room,
still wearing her slip. She closed the door once she got out and Emily didn't
follow. Perhaps Abby was going to get some sympathy. She felt she could really
use it. Kathleen walked over and had a seat on the couch, sitting right above
where Abby was lying. Abby started to sit up more.

"Stay down," Kathleen said to her. "I like having my feet rubbed before I have
sex and Emily doesn't want to do it. So you are going to rub my feet for me
before I have sex with Emily." Abby looked at Kathleen's bare feet. There was
no way.

"No," Abby said, still trying her best to sound nice even though it was hard
for her to even get a word out as it was still hard for her to breathe. "I
told you, I don't like feet."

"It doesn't matter what you want," Kathleen said and she was still speaking
calmly and softly to Abby despite the fact that she was now being quite mean
to her. "You don't matter at all. Now rub my feet."

"No!" Abby said and she suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline that made it easier
for her to breathe and made the pain quickly start to go away. But Kathleen
put her foot in the way of Abby's chest so she couldn't get up.

"Stay down and rub my feet or I am going to call Emily in here and beat you up
again," Kathleen said.

Kathleen turned her head like she was going to call Emily in the room and the
fear Abby had of Emily immediately overshadowed anything else. She took a hold
of Kathleen's foot and started to rub it for her. It felt so soft. Kathleen
looked down at Abby with a 'yeah, you better' look.

"That's a good little girl," Kathleen said to her, speaking so softly, yet so
threatening now. "Rub them and make them feel nice and good before I go in and
have sex with Emily."

Kathleen had always come off as cocky to Abby but now she was coming off as a
downright bitch. The more Abby looked at and felt Kathleen's foot the more she
couldn't believe she was doing this. Kathleen pulled her foot away and then
held the other one above her so Abby could rub that one. Once Abby was done
rubbing her feet and Kathleen went back in her room to have sex with the nerd,
Abby was going to sprint out of there no matter how badly her ribs hurt and
never look back.

"Now smell them," Kathleen said softly as she held her other foot above Abby
as well. "Put your face right into my feet and take a big whiff."

"Come on," Abby said, now pleading, knowing that she'd do pretty much anything
Kathleen told her to do rather than get beat up by Emily again. Her only hope
was that she could get some sympathy from Kathleen so she'd let her stop.
"Please, I'll just get up and leave and give you two your privacy." Kathleen
turned her head back to face the bedroom.

"Em ... !" she started to say.

"No!" Abby snapped back. "OK."

Kathleen looked down at Abby with a threatening look. Abby grabbed Kathleen's
ankles and then pulled her face right into the soles of her bare feet. She
breathed in hard and took in the full smell of Kathleen's feet. They actually
smelled fresh and Abby couldn't believe that there wasn't any kind of bad odor
to her feet at all. She knew she wouldn't have been able to smell her own feet
without gagging.

"Very good," Kathleen said to her, looking like she was waiting for Abby to
make any kind of mistake so she could call Emily back in to beat her up. "Now
kiss my feet." Abby opened her mouth like she was going to object but Kathleen
spoke before she got the chance. "No, don't even. Go ahead and kiss my feet.
All over the bottoms of both of my feet on my soles. Keep kissing until I tell
you that you can stop."

Abby looked up at Kathleen looking down at her with that confident, demanding
look on her face. There was nothing Abby could do because this still wasn't as
bad as getting beaten up by Emily. She touched her lips to Kathleen's soft
soles and start to kiss all around the bottom of them. She could taste the
foot taste and she did not like it. She had to finish this up, get out of
there, and never have any kind of contact with Kathleen or Emily again. She
would never, ever go on a female-for-female website like that again and risk
crossing paths with the, somehow. And if she ever ran into them somewhere she
would just run. That was how much she feared them. She kept kissing Kathleen's
feet all over, even the tops of them when Kathleen bent her feet to make her
do that. Abby was trying to hard not to cry. It was so demeaning.

"Now stick your tongue out and lick the bottoms of my feet," Kathleen said,
never losing her composure or that soft tone in her voice when she spoke.
"Lick them until I tell you to stop."

Abby had to bite her own tongue this time. She could taste Kathleen's feet a
little bit when she was kissing them but there was no way she was going to be
able to do this. She couldn't just lie there and lick another women's feet.
She wanted to object, wanted to yell at Kathleen for what a bitch she was
being, wanted to get up and punch the woman in the face, wanted to scream.

But she didn't do any of those things. Just like the complete and utter coward
she was, she stuck out her tongue and licked the bottom of Kathleen's foot.
This time she did gag and her whole body shook with chills. The look on
Kathleen's face didn't change as she looked down at Abby like she expected her
to keep going.

"Keep going," she said to her. "I didn't say you could stop. You are just
getting started."

Abby closed her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and licked Kathleen's foot again.
Closing her eyes just made it worse as without being able to see it just
heightened the taste so she opened her eyes. She looked at the sole of that
bare foot looking right down at her and thought about the fact that she was
going to have to keep licking it for a while, how she didn't know how she was
going to take that.

Frustrated with the whole thing, she gave the bottom of Kathleen's foot
another big lick. It wasn't the worst taste in the world but it wasn't a
pleasant one either and it just being a very strong reminder of what she was
lying on the ground doing was what made it so bad. But she knew that she had
absolutely no choice in this matter so she was just going to have to embrace
it. She gave her foot another big lick. She did it another few times, licking
both of Kathleen's feet, and after doing it a few times she actually began
getting used to it. She still hated it but it was at least becoming tolerable.

"Look at you licking my feet like that," Kathleen said softly. "You look so
fucking pathetic right now. Lying there, tongue out, licking my feet. You look
as pathetic as you did when Emily just kicked your ass. You saw Emily as your
competition and thought that because she was smaller than you that you'd be
able to beat her up - that you'd be able to protect me.

"Instead, you ended up on the ground crying like a bitch because Emily is
stronger than you and a better fighter than you are. She doesn't even work
out, do you know that? All of that hard work you put in trying to be strong
and trying to look good. And Emily can easily beat you up and is much sexier
than you are.

"I was never interested in you at all. I knew I wanted to fuck Emily because
she is so much better than you in every aspect. But I thought it would be fun
to toy with you too. Watch you pursue me. Laugh at how you actually thought
that I might choose you over her. Never.

"No one ever would want to be with or have sex with a flat-chested loser like
you. You have not tits at all. Pull of your shirt and just see nothing but a
flat chest. Emily's got those perfect looking boobs that I can't wait to get
into when I'm done with you. Maybe I'll call her out here and the two of you
can stand next to each other so you can see just how much better her boobs
look than yours. Pathetic, flat-chested, loser.

"It's not just me that would prefer Emily over you. It's any other woman or
any other man. Trust me on that. You've only had a couple of relationships but
Emily has guys chasing her all of the time and his had sex with more men the
last couple of months than you ever have. It's because she is very desirable
and you are not. You know even if you leave here and end up finding another
guy to start dating that Emily could just come along and take him any time?
Because any guy will prefer how sexy and experienced she is to you and once
Emily beats you up again in front of him the same way she did in front of me,
the guy will want her even more the way I want her more. You'll always be
inferior to her in every possible way."

Abby was trying her best not to give Kathleen the satisfaction of crying in
front of her but it was difficult. Her tongue was drying out the more that she
licked Kathleen's feet and as her tongue got dry she could feel and taste
Kathleen's feet that much more powerfully. But what was upsetting her much
more was everything Kathleen was saying. After getting her ass kicked by Emily
and now licking Kathleen's feet, it all made sense. It was why Abby was single
and she had friends that were getting married and why she hadn't had a man in
a while or been with many. She had this thought in her head that she was a
better catch than Emily because she thought she looked good and because she
was in better shape. But that was a distorted reality and the truth was that
the real loser was her.

"Suck on my toes," Kathleen said to Abby as she pulled her foot a bit away
from Abby and Abby did what she was told, feeling Kathleen's tiny little toes
in her mouth as she did. "Suck on them quick and then Emily is going to come
out here and fuck you in the ass." Abby immediately took her mouth off of
Kathleen's toes.

"What??"

"After your done sucking on my toes, Emily is going to come out here and fuck
you in the ass," Kathleen said to her softly and matter-of-factly. "And I am
going to watch. You know what, fuck it. I don't want your mouth on my feet
anymore. Emily, come on out, dear!"

Abby quickly sat up and watched as the door to Kathleen's bedroom opened.
Standing there with a smile on her nerdy face was Emily who was wearing
nothing other than a pair of white panties and a large strap-on. Abby looked
at Emily's boobs. They weren't great but Abby couldn't deny that they were
better than her flat chest. She looked at how skinny Emily's body looked when
she was wearing next to nothing. So skinny, but still stronger than Abby. The
strap-on looked huge on her. Abby thought about the fact that these women
wanted that to go up her ass. She was terrified and couldn't let that happen.

Abby jumped to her feet and tried to run for the door but the coffee table was
in her way and the apartment was too small for her just to sprint. She could
hear Emily chasing her and she turned to look to see her coming at her with a
stupid smirk on her face and the dildo bouncing up and down.

There was no way Abby could get away from her and out of the apartment on time
so she had to endure this mostly naked, skinny girl, wearing a strap-on grab
her from behind. Abby tried to pull away from her but after getting beaten up
by Emily already she lacked the confidence to put up much of a fight and Emily
took her to the floor.

Abby was on her knees and Emily was on top of her from behind. Emily tried
pulling Abby's shirt off but Abby was at least able to put up enough of a
fight to stop her. And impatient looking Kathleen now got down on her knees to
assist. Emily had her arms wrapped around Abby's torso from behind and
Kathleen worked on pulling Abby's shirt off while Abby whined.

"Come on," Kathleen said with an annoyed tone in her voice. "We're going to
get your clothes off either way so you may as well not fight it."

That did make sense to Abby and she felt it would be even worse the more she
fought not to get stripped. She weakened her resistance as Kathleen pulled her
shirt off up over her head while Emily stripped her below the waist. Emily was
able to pull off Abby's shoes, socks, pants, and underwear until she was
completely naked. Abby felt so violated. She put her hands right over her
pussy and lay flat down to try and prevent the women from seeing her pussy or
boobs. She was crying a little bit just wishing they would go away.

"Stand up," Kathleen said to Abby. "I want to compare the two of your bodies."

"No," Abby whined and then she buried her face into the carpet.

"Do it!" Kathleen said impatiently which made Abby whine more. "Get up!"

Abby continued to bury her face in the carpet until she felt Emily start to
punch her in the back of the head repeatedly. Abby couldn't take the pain and
had no choice but to start to stand up. She felt so upset once the naked front
of her was revealed. She stood up next to Emily and still had her hands over
her pussy but it didn't matter. She was still standing there completely naked.

She looked at herself next to Emily and although she had always thought for
sure that she was much better looking than Emily, now she didn't feel that
way. Emily's boobs were bigger and just a lot better than her flat chest.
Although she was bigger and taller than Emily, Abby knew that guys tended to
prefer a more petite girl and Emily was definitely that. Emily also just stood
there looking so much more confident than Abby did. Abby felt so
self-conscious about her flat chest that she crossed her arms at her chest to
cover, making her feel weird with her pussy being exposed.

"Oh my God, Emily looks so much sexier than you do," Kathleen said to Abby as
Emily stood there proudly. "She's got such bigger boobs than you do. Emily
hurry up and fuck her in the ass. I can't wait to get my hands all over you."

Abby felt another wave of panic and she did not want to get raped by this
nerdy girl. Just because Emily was stronger than her and could beat her up did
not mean that she could do this to her. She was going to get out of there and
she'd run out naked if she had to just to get to safety.

She made another move for the door but Emily quickly grabbed a hold of her to
put a stop to that. Abby could feel how much stronger than her Emily was as
she wrestled her down on her knees again. Abby knew she wasn't going to be
able to get Emily off of her again so she got very desperate.

"HELP!" Abby screamed as loudly as she could hoping someone nearby would hear
her. "HEL ... "

Emily was quick to put her left hand over Abby's mouth to cover it up and Abby
feared that one scream probably wouldn't have been enough to get anyone's
attention. Kathleen actually left the room as Abby pulled on Emily's forearm
trying her best to hand off of her mouth at least long enough so she could get
maybe get a couple of more loud screams out and hope for the best.

But even though Emily's hand was little, she still had a very firm grip on
Abby's mouth, and Abby could not pull her hand away when she grabbed at her
hand or her forearm. To make matters worse, Emily wrapped her right arm around
Abby's throat in a chokehold. Emily's skinny arm felt so strong as she choked
Abby out. Now Abby knew she wasn't going to get any screams out and she had a
much bigger fear that Emily was going to knock her out and fuck her in the ass
when she was knocked out. She pulled at Emily's arm with all of the strength
and energy she could muster but it was not enough to pull it away. Kathleen
then bent down in front of Abby's line of vision.

"These will shut you up," Kathleen said with her soft voice as she showed Abby
a pair of her black socks. "Pulled right out of my dirty laundry with all of
my other socks and underwear that need to be washed. I'm sure you'll love the
taste."

Emily took her hand off of Abby's mouth and Kathleen shoved the socks right in
her mouth. While Kathleen's feet had tasted fairly clean, her dirty socks did
not and Abby gagged from the taste of the socks and the fact that they were
shoved so back in her throat.

And while Abby was still adjusting to the feeling and taste of Kathleen's
socks in her mouth, she felt Emily force the strap-on right up her ass. It was
pain like she never could have imagined as she felt the object making her
butthole expand and digging deep into it as well.

The pain that started in her butt paralyzed her and made her feel numb as it
was just too much for her to take. Her eyes felt like they were going to pop
out of her head and they were wide-open as she could see Kathleen looking at
her with just a calm look on her face like this was all normal.

Abby felt the dildo penetrate in her ass, feeling like it was ripping it
apart. Her teeth were clenched and her ears were ringing. This was so painful
and awful that it was messing up her entire body. She could feel Emily's
little hands holding onto her naked hips as she fucked her.

"You like that?" Kathleen said to her, Abby feeling so upset that she was the
one that had to endure this and not Kathleen, even though Abby knew that Emily
could have physically dominated Kathleen as well. "What do you think, are you
going to cum? Emily, make sure you fuck her nice and hard so she can cum."

Abby made a muffled sound through the socks in her mouth as she didn't want
Emily to fuck her any harder. But she did and the pain was even worse than
Abby imagined it would be. She felt like she was going to pass out. She was
crying through the socks and wished that they weren't in her mouth so she
could beg both women to stop. She would have done anything not to have to
endure it any longer. But Emily just kept fucking her hard and it wasn't
getting any easier.

"Listen to you moan like the little bitch you are," Kathleen said to her.
"It's because you like it, don't you? Did you cum?"

"Mmmm, hmmm," Abby said affirmatively through the socks. She hadn't, but she
hoped saying so would get them to stop.

"I knew you'd like that, you little bitch," Kathleen said to her. "I hope you
enjoyed it. You'll never get fucked by anyone as good as Emily again. Come on,
Emily. Pull out so you can come fuck me in my pussy."

Emily pulled out and she pushed Abby flat on her face. Her body shaking as the
two women went back into Kathleen's bedroom, Abby picked up her clothes and
walked towards the door to leave, naked, so frazzled that she barely knew what
she was doing. When she was about to walk outside, she realized she needed to
dress. She did but left her socks and underwear off, just wanting to get out
of there as soon as she could. She walked out the door and was stumbling
through the apartment building hall like she was drunk. No more meeting people
online. No more trying to hook up with women. She couldn't take anything like
this ever again.

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