THE  DANCER part 2




Rebecca released her grip of April's hand and stood up. She was very confident
that she could beat this self-proclaimed tough woman. "What do you want to try
next? Or are you ready to concede that I am the toughest bitch here?" sniped
Rebecca as she pulled back her hair, flexing to make sure April got a good
look at her guns.

April was still at the table rubbing her arm. "It is just starting, hon."
April slowly strode over to her large bag and pulled out a towel and a bottle
of water. "Think you take these legs?" Rebecca chuckled, "I think we proved
that on the ride over." April stalked over to the smiling brunette. "Care to
try again?" Rebecca just turned and headed for the mat in the center of the
room. "Let's go red. Give me your best shot." Rebecca sat crossed leg on the
mat waiting for April to answer. Bob was off in a corner. He was enjoying the
spectacle but also worried that one of the ladies would get seriously injured
and was trying to figure out a way to explain it to his insurance company.

April joined Rebecca on the mat. "Okay, here is what we do. We use our right
legs first. Lifting them in the air. The first to have their leg hit the mat
loses. Then we do the left leg. Agreed?" Fine with me." The women took their
position, Rebecca on the right and April on the left. They each lifted their
powerful gams up to towards the ceiling.

As the reached the top both women locked their leg around the others thigh and
calf and the struggle was on. April gained the edge as she was able to get a
better position and after a few seconds Rebecca tasted defeat for the first
time this evening. "That's one baby. And wait until I lock them around your
head and put you to sleep." April chortled.

Rebecca was stone faced and determined. "Left Leg, let's go." Again they
locked up and again April won. "These legs are conditioned from years of
dancing baby. You don't stand a chance." Rebecca slowly stood up and headed
over to Bob. She whispered something in his ear. Bob walked over to April. He
took her hand and shook it. "I will see you later." With that he headed up the
stairs. April watched and then looked at Rebecca.

"Just us girls now." Rebecca confidently walked on the mat. "That's right, and
Bob will not be here to save either of us." April smiled. "Save you, you
mean."

Rebecca just gave April a cold stare. "This is it. One on One. Only one of us
gets back up those stairs." The redhead smiled. "My kind of fight. Let's do
it." The redhead launched a roundhouse kick that Rebecca blocked with her
arms. The blow still forced the brunette back, April followed up with a
shoulder block into the brunette's rippling stomach. Rebecca absorbed the hit
and slammed her doubled up hands into the kidney's of the dancer. April fell
to one knee. Rebecca slammed a hard left knee into April's jaw and knocked her
on her back on the mat. "Ohh," moaned the injured April. Rebecca stood over at
the fallen woman and waited for her to get up. She intended this to be very
painful for the arrogant redhead. April was rubbing her jaw and up on one
knee, head down. Suddenly with a quick thrust her head slammed under Rebecca's
chin and sent her flying across the mat. Now it was April's turn to stand and
watch her adversary lay on the mat hurt. April slowly stood up. As Rebecca was
getting back to her feet April was waiting, her arms and hands extended.
Rebecca recognized the challenge to a test of strength. She slowly locked her
left hand in April's right. Suddenly the redhead twisted and pulled Rebecca's
arm out and twisted. Rebecca was on her toes in agony. Rebecca was looking to
reverse the hold when she felt the sharp edge of April's elbow slam into her
shoulder. The blow knocked her to one knee. April kept putting pressure on the
arm and Rebecca thought it would break.

Rebecca was still on one knee when she decided to roll into the big redhead.
Much to her relief the unexpected move caused April to release the hold and
free the arm. But April was not done with the arm yet. She kicked at Rebecca's
back putting her face down on the mat. The she grabbed the left arm, pulled it
out flat, put her left foot on it to hold it in place, and started stomping on
it. "You Bitch." Screamed Rebecca. Her arm being beaten down and in agony.

Upstairs and just outside the door Bob could here the screams and cursing but
couldn't tell who the victim was. He just wanted both women to survive, he
didn't care who won just so that he didn't have to answer any questions from
anyone.

April laughed as she stomped at the arm. "Think you are tough, let's see what
you can do with only one arm." The kicking continued until Rebecca felt
April's foot slip a little and she was able to pull it away. The kick hitting
her in the chest and rolling her over. Holding her injured arm Rebecca tried
to crawl away and get some distance between them. April watched as the gallant
brunette slowly regained her feet.

April attacked again as Rebecca was on her knees. The two women now rolled on
the mat. With her left arm useless at the moment Rebecca started pounding on
the broad back of April with her right hand. April didn't even react to the
blows. As they rolled on the mats Rebecca was able to gain the top position
and slammed her right into the redhead's face. A yelp of pain escaped April's
throat as she quickly covered her face. Rebecca got into a straddle position
and started firing more rights into the face and large tits of the dancer.

April was screaming at the top of her lungs. Rebecca pushed herself off the
woman and as she stood up stomped her in her soft, compared to Rebecca's,
stomach. April went into a fetal position gasping for breath. Rebecca stood up
and was rubbing and shaking her injured left arm.

With April still curled up Rebecca started slamming her feet into her back and
sides. With each blow a low grunt or moan could be heard. Rebecca grabbed the
lush red hair and pulled April up to her feet. She then snapped her over her
right shoulder. The loud thud and the shaking of the floor signaled the power
of the move. Rebecca still had the hair and again tossed the dancer onto the
mat back first. Still holding the hair tight Rebecca pulled April up, grabbed
her right arm and ran her into the wall face first.

April was dazed. Her legs barely able to hold her up. A trickle of blood was
seen out of her nostrils. No one had ever given her this hard of a fight
before. Both women had a slight sheen of sweat covering their voluptuous and
sexy bodies. Their once well coifed hair now tangled and sweaty. Yet even in
the heat of battle they both looked beautiful. Rebecca held April up. She shot
a short hard right into the kidney's. April convulsed from the blow and moaned
loudly. Rebecca punched her again in the kidneys and April started to slide
down the wall.

Rebecca stepped back to allow April to fall. She was hoping April would get up
and continue the fight. She was having so much fun pounding her. April was
leaning against the wall. Rivulets of sweat running between her huge, heaving,
breasts and collecting on her stomach. Tiny drops of blood were on her face
and blood still trickled from nostrils. Rebecca could feel her left arm
regaining some feeling. Standing over the fallen woman Rebecca asked, "Want
some more red?" April looked up at Rebecca and didn't answer. She put her
hands behind her back and started pushing herself off the wall and to her
feet. Rebecca calmly walked over with her fists clenched. "Guess so." And
fired a right into the chin spinning the red head back against the wall.

April knew she was in trouble. As she felt Rebecca closing in again to attack
she turned and fired her right knee between the powerful thighs of the
brunette and hit her right in her pelvic bone. Rebecca stood straight up from
the shock of the blow. April then shoved her over onto her back and went to
the far side of the room. The surprise attack earned April some time to
recover and let Rebecca know that this was not over yet.

Both women were hurting. April brushed her hair back and wiped the sweat off
her face. Rebecca was still down holding her cunt when April walked over and
placed her feet on the brunettes hair and grabbed her arms and tugged her up.
The stretching of the arms along with her head being held down by her hair
caused Rebecca to scream. OWWWWWWW! April held on tight. Rebecca felt like her
arms were being pulled from their sockets. Suddenly April released the hold,
scissors her left arm and puts more pressure on the already injured limb.
Rebecca was moaning in pain. April wasn't trying to make Rebecca submit, just
trying to regain her strength from the beating she took earlier. Rebecca laid
on the mat, biting her lower lip. She wasn't going to let April know how much
her arm hurt.

April leaned back a little and applied more pressure. SHHHHHIT! Rebecca
screamed. "My arm, my arm, you're breaking it." "Ready to quit?" April asked
already knowing the answer. "No way you redheaded bitch." Was Rebecca's
answer. April leaned back a little further. "OH, OH, Oh," said Rebecca. She
was being stretched out to her limit. She then threw herself into a roll,
ignoring the pain, and grabbed April in a side headlock with both women on the
mat. Rebecca on top and April face down. The pain in her arm wouldn't allow
Rebecca to maintain a strong hold. She switched tactics and started slamming
April into the mat. The muffled moans were joy to Rebecca's ears. She slammed
again and again. April was now bleeding even heavier from her nose and her
cheeks were swelling from hitting the mat. Rebecca used her hair hold to left
April to her feet. She spun her around and punched her in the left tit.
Rebecca could feel her hand go deep into the soft flesh. April squealed like a
wild animal from the intense pain. She grabbed at her tit only to be hit
square in the mouth, her lip split open. April's head shot back from the
punch. Rebecca followed up with a weak left. April stumbled back. Rebecca kept
going forward. She had April pinned on the back wall. She shoved her muscular
chest into the dancer. "You may have the bigger ones but my are stronger."
April struggled to get the brunette off her. Rebecca fought to keep control.
April was able to break the hold of Rebecca's left hand and fired her right
into Rebecca's mouth. Rebecca took a step back from the punch. Though not full
force it was hard enough to sting. April was dazed and wobbly. She put her
fists up. "You'll have to knock me out because I am never admitting you are
tougher." Rebecca raised her fist, and closed in. April fired a jab, Rebecca
slipped it and slammed a right at April's head. April ducked and landed an
uppercut just under Rebecca's right tit. Rebecca fired a left into April's
left tit. April answered with a hook to the ribs, Rebecca ignored the searing
pain and hammered an overhand right to the bridge of April's already bloody
nose. April flinched and fired back with a straight right. It caught the
brunette on the cheek and spun her head, sweat sprayed off her hair around the
room and on both fighters. April let a left hook fly, Rebecca ducked. A wild
right missed as Rebecca came up and slammed her own right into the exposed
left side. April's side collapsed. Both women knew that who ever survived this
would win. A right to the jaw put April on the wall again. Her left side
burning, nose bleeding, she was a mess. Rebecca bore in. She started throwing
punches, kicks, knees, and elbows, whatever she could to make April suffer.
April had no defense. She was taking the punishment trapped on the wall. April
felt her knees buckle, her head fell to one side. Rebecca kept pounding. "Not
so tough now. If I ever," another punch to the stomach. "hear that you gave my
friend a hard time," A right to the mouth. "I'll beat you to death, you
tramp." A thunderous right slams April into the wall. Rebecca steps back.
April slowly slumps to the floor. Sitting upright, bleeding, and her hands at
her side, April is knocked out. Rebecca falls to her knees, she holds her
injured left arm and starts sobbing. She slowly rises, and stumbles to the
stairs. Bob hears someone climbing the stairs. He opens the door just as
Rebecca reaches the top step. She falls forward into his arms. He helps to the
sofa and lays her down. He then quickly runs down to see April, still on the
floor, bleeding and sobbing from the intense beating. He lifts her up and
places one arm over his shoulder and grabs her around her waist and helps her
to the stairs. He leads her to the spare bedroom and places her on the bed and
goes gets some washcloth's to clean her up. He then goes and checks on
Rebecca. She is laying on the couch on her side, sobbing holding her left arm.
He knew that this was a fight both women would remember. He just hoped they
would never want to try each other again.