Powerplay

The brunette smiles, cruelly, icily as the blonde crawled to her feet. She patted the blonde’s hair. “Good bitch, glad you know your place.” The blonde thought she detected exhaustion in the brunette, she had seemed to gasp for breath between each word. But what, the blonde wonders, could she do about it and if she could, would she dare?
The brunette smiles again, she had won. She had surprised the blonde with speed and strength, and she had been lucky- that tackle had paid off so much better than even she thought it might. Her bluff had succeeded. And she knew it was a bluff, she knew she was stronger than the blonde, she knew she had been winning till the blonde bit her but from there it had all been failure. She knew the blonde had outlasted her, she knew –now- the blonde had more stamina, more endurance. And the brunette knew that most of her fights had been over in a few moments, she had just pounded her enemy into submission. This blonde was the only one who had lasted, and this blonde bitch had outlasted her.
The brunette had been scared, almost paralysed with the fear that the blonde would again turn the fight around, that the blonde would again fight back and again outlast her. But she hadn’t. Instead the blonde had been too surprised and then trapped by the tackle. Yes, the brunette smiles, her bluff had worked. She knows it was a bluff- that despite her recovery, despite what she had done with the guys, despite her tough talk, she had felt weak, powerless, humiliated by the blonde. She had dreaded the blonde’s reaction when she spat cum in her face. All it would have taken was the blonde to punch her in the belly and the blonde would have again been in control and the brunette would have been on her knees again. And she dreaded, even now, if the blonde showed some guts, that she would have the brunette back on her knees. But no, the brunette smiled, the blonde was cowed. Yes, the brunette admitted to herself-as she had many times before- she was a bully. And she got her kicks from bullying. And now she knows she is going to enjoy bullying the blonde, just as she had planned earlier.
The brunette looks around at the guys. She smiles again, more widely yet as some of the guys smile back. She sees so many of them have bulges in their shorts. She knows many of them wanted the hot blonde to win, but she knows they are guys who think with their cocks and that in the end they don’t care so long as they get a fuck. And she knows they will- she plans to whore out the blonde, just as the blonde had whored her out, nah she plans to whore the blonde out more. But first, she wants the money the blonde stashed. “Ok bitch pay up- how much did you get. $300 and how much more? Where is it? I want it and I want it now!”
The blonde trembles, she couldn’t believe how lucky she was-‘ the slut only wants the money!’ She was prepared for much worse. She looks up; the brunette meets her gaze and the blonde realizes that her humiliation was but beginning. Again the blonde remembers how she destroyed the brunette- ‘not half an hour ago I had this fat whore beneath me begging me to stop hurting her.” She looks round, seeking some encouragement from the men, she knows she is better looking than the brunette, she knows the men cheered her victory earlier. She buys time, “Let me get the money.”
The stocky guy smiles, these two bitches were in a competition –which was the bigger slut. His money was on the brunette, she had put out more, he was sure she had been gang banged before- often- she had enjoyed it too much, she had done too much for it to be her first time. He was pretty sure she had been gang banged for money before- he was almost certain she had put out for money before- maybe not often, but enough times to call her a whore. But she did it mainly not for the money but because she wanted to. The blonde, no he didnt think she put out for money, but she sure didnt mind a fuck either.

They were in another competition too. One he didn’t quite understand, one about power, about dominance, almost a contest of wills. And they were both wanting his support, and that of the other guys. Watching the two of them he wonders which bitch would he support?