Christina gets played

Becky looks on, afraid for her lover’s life.

“I hope you can stand a taste of this.” Dani trash talks.

Christina grins.

“Give me your best shot.”

Christina dances around Dani as she moves in, eager to score the first blow. The cheerleader edges closer towards her, but not before Christina snaps back, punching her in the cheek. Dani disregards the bruise as her cheek stings. She keeps her eyes on the prize.

“Seems you’re not as good at this boxing thing as I thought.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“Is that a threat or a suggestion?”

“Maybe both.”

Dani strikes, retaliating for the mark on her face. Christina is just as hardened, betraying little emotion as she hits back. The cheerleader growls at the resulting bruise on the her right cheek. She moves in to strike a low blow at Christina, only to be checked by a blow of Christina’s own.

Dani doubles over, grasping her stomach. Two more blows above her waist send her falling towards the concrete. For a moment it appears she’ll crap out and take her bruised ego with her. Alas, she pulls herself up, madder than ever.

“Bitch! Just for that I’ll fix you good!”

She strikes a few blows at her enemy, who laughs off the attacks on her stomach as if they didn’t exist. The Latina dances around her once more, daring Dani to make another move. The cheerleader guards herself as it dawns on her what she’s gotten into.

“You can do it, Dani!” Becky shouts.

Her lover doesn’t hear the encouragement, however. Beads of sweat rolls off her face. She grows increasingly frustrated at her inability to knock out her opponent.

“Come and face me, you coward!”

“I could say the same about you.”

The trash talk is enough to goad Dani into moving in. Her efforts are reward by a combo of punches to her stomach and chest. Her knees buckle as she crumples to the floor, dazed and wishing Evie never started the spat to begin with.

“That’s right, puta.” Christina taunts her. “Stay on the floor like a good girl, just like your sugar mama over there.”

Dani glances at her knocked out lover, still **** from the tackling she received earlier. Dehydration is taking it’s toll. She lolls her head, exhausted from the ****.

“Maybe next time you’ll pick your friends more carefully, right puta?”

“Ughhh…”

Christina cries out as something jumps on her back. She tries to shake it off, but it’s no use.

“I got her, Dani!” Becky shouts. “Don’t give up now!”

Becky tightens her thighs around the soccer player in a vise-like grip, gripping her by her hair. Dani’s spirits lift as she catches a glimpse of the struggle. With her strength sapping by the minute, she fights to conserve her energy.

“Punch her!” Becky screams. “Knock her out while there’s still time.”

Dani crawls toward her. She punches Christina repeatedly in the gut, wailing on her even as her strength fades. A final uppercut finishes the job. Becky rolls off
Christina as she collapses in a heap, winded from Dani’s ****.

“Looks like you’re our bitch now.” Dani whispers in her ear.

Christina’s vision fades to black. Dani conks out shortly thereafter, leaving Becky to assess the scene by herself. A peal of sirens startles her. She flees, abandoning the three girls.

“My God!” A portly officer gasps as the squad car pulls up.

“Not anything I haven’t seen.” His younger partner observes.

“You’ve seen this shit before?”

“On the Internet, yeah.”

“What kind of pervert are you?”

“It’s everywhere these days, Sergeant. Three to one odds this’ll end up on YouTube within an hour.”

“Where’s the perp, then? We could haul ‘em up for disturbing the peace or somethin’.”

“Doubt there’s much we can do at this point. Right now, though, these girls need to get checked out and processed. God only knows the concussions they’ve suffered.”

“Looks like the Asian was the first to go down.” The older cop points at Evelyn. “The other two were slugging it out like two boxers in the ring. Judging by the bruises on ‘em, it looks like it was fairly recent.”

“You bet.”

The two cops wait patiently as their request for assistance is processed. Within minutes EMTs arrive, ferrying the combatants to the local hospital for treatment. After two days of observation they’re released into the custody of the local P.D. barely awake from the fracas.

As Christina comes to in her holding cell, she spies Evelyn and Dani nursing their wounds in the corner.

“What the fuck?” She groans.

“See you’re back to the land of the living.” Dani teases.

“Not for lack of trying.”

“You could say that again.” Evelyn moans. “I’m sore all over thanks to you, and not in a good way.”

“That what happens when you miss with hot tamales.”

“I’m afraid things have changed.” Dani grins.

Christina furrows her brow.

“What are you talking about?”

“You lost, chica.”

Evelyn shoots a glance at her lover.

“You mean we beat her? Where’s Becky?”

“Probably laying low at her house.” Dani studies her nails. “Little Miss Arrogant over here, not so much.”

Christina is ashen.

“You’re telling me I…”

“What do you think? You remember our little deal right?”

The Latina nods.

“So she’s our bitch?” Evelyn asks for clarification.

“She’s our bitch.” Dani kisses her on the cheek.

“This is going to be fun…”

“Too bad we’re all bent out of shape.” Dani examines her bruises.

“This isn’t fair!” Christina shouts.

“Life isn’t fair!” Evelyn retorts.

A tear rolls down Christina’s cheek. She recoils at the thought of eating out her opponents. The rules feel so arbitrary. Why couldn’t she just do their homework for a month or something? It just feels so…so…

Unnatural.

“Don’t look so glum, chum.” Evelyn’s Cheshire grin sends chills through the soccer player’s spine. “Look at this as a learning experience.”

“Yeah.” Dani chimes in. “A lesson not to mess with us in the future.”

Christina crawls toward them as she whimpers.

“Not right now, dahling.” Evelyn shoos her away.

The Latina breathes a sigh of relief.

“When’s practice?” Dani looks at her partner.

“You’re talking about us, right?”

“No, the basketball team. Of course I’m talking about us!”

“I think its two Fridays from now.”

“Hmmm.” Evelyn rubs her chin. “Suppose we schedule a little…impromptu fun for the girls?”

“Before or after we hit the showers?”

The Cheshire grin appears once more.

“Leave the details to me.”

“You know some of them have boyfriends, right?”

“Well Becky has Jimmy, and that doesn’t stop her from…”

“Right.” Dani crosses her arms. "Remind me not to get in an argument with a bisexual Asian."

'Well I am smart." Evelyn giggles.

Christina trembles.

“Do you have a boyfriend, sweetie?”

The Latina dares not say a word.