Both girls knew it would come to this. This was the last round in the selection process and they were the two finalists. They had survived the other obstacles and persevered, but now they had to survive each other. The club is the most exclusive in town. If one is admitted, she will have an easy path to success and she will be accepted by the “in-crowd” and she will be one of the community’s elite. The other will have a much harder path to acceptance. Life is much easier for members. That’s why each woman will do whatever necessary to be accepted.
Life has been relatively easy for Alyssa. She was born with the proverbial silver spoon in her mouth. She had little trouble making friends and she has always been accepted in most circles. Doors that couldn’t be opened by her social status were opened by her looks. Alyssa is a rare beauty. She is blessed with near perfection. She stands around 5’6” and weighs an athletic 125 lbs. Her curly blonde locks cascade over her shoulders and frame the face of an angel. Her eyes are ice blue, and their coldness matches her personality. Her alluring sexuality mixes with a cold aloofness that makes most people shy away from her, until they learn that the coldness masks a warmness not often found in such a rare beauty. Her eyes rest in an alabaster face that would make a Nordic goddess envious. Her smooth, pale skin is tanned but casts a healthy glow. In high school, Alyssa was the perfect cheerleader. She was popular and dated the quarterback. She never had trouble being popular, that is until her family changed addresses. Alyssa moved to this town a couple years prior. She graduated from nursing school, and now works at a local hospital. She knows which crowd she wants to run with. The perks are right in front of her. She knows that her final hurdle to acceptance has to be cleared. She is prepared to do what she has to do.
Nina’s life hasn’t been nearly so easy. She is bright, intelligent, and graced with a common sense that has gotten her this far. Appearance wise, she is the exact opposite of Alyssa…except in height and weight. They are equal in that regard. Nina is the product of a Vietnamese mother and a Chinese father. Her family migrated to this town from Hong Kong when she was a child. When she was in grade school, other children would make fun of her. She constantly came home crying because of being called “slant eyes,” “Viet Cong,” or “gook.” For an escape Nina would bury herself in schoolwork. Soon she was winning awards for her intelligence. Nina thought life would become much easier when this started happening, but it actually got harder. She would tell herself that the other kids were cruel only because they were ignorant and simply jealous of her. By the time she reached high school, however, other’s perception of Nina began to change. That usually happens when a girl develops looks that would fit on the cover of Cosmopolitan and a body of an athlete. The boys took notice because she became arguably one of the best looking girls in school. The girls noticed because she was better looking than they were. The boys desired Nina. The girls hated her even more. By this time, however, Nina was an athlete. She took up golf and volleyball. She excelled at both. She started letting her dark hair down. She began wearing contacts instead of glasses to show off her rich, brown eyes. Her smooth coffee colored skin never had the blemishes other girls suffered. Scoring a date with Nina became the dream of many of the boys in school. Throwing Nina off a cliff became what most of the girls wanted to do. Now high school is over and Nina is looking toward being someone in this town. She is in medical school, and this is where she wants to practice. She wants to show those who made fun of her what she has become. She wants to prove she is better than they are in every aspect.
Butterflies swim in Alyssa’s stomach as she steps out of her car and walks toward the house. A large gym bag slung over her shoulder. She is wearing all the items she will need, but she brought some other things…just in case. Her cowboy boots fall with an ominous thump on the brick sidewalk as she follows directions and approaches the side door next to the garage. She walks into a narrow, dimly lit hallway and is met by an a stocky, attractive woman of about 42 years. The older woman smiles and asks in an accented voice, “Are you ready?” Alyssa thinks to herself for a moment, the woman’s Eastern Tennessee hillbilly accent reminding her of home, then she replies, “I believe so.” The woman smiles and walks down the hall turning slightly to make sure Alyssa is following. “You better be sure, sweetie,” the woman says with a smile, but the grin certainly has no warmth. Of course that will change if Alyssa is successful and makes it into the club. The other woman…her name is Marnie, if Alyssa remembers correctly…continues walking until she comes to a door. She turns a looks at Alyssa for a long moment. Her eyes take in every inch of the 22-year-old blonde. Her smile turns to a Cheshire cat grin as she says, “Last chance to walk away, sweetie.” Her eyes contain a playful mirth, as if she is ready to burst into peals of laughter if Alyssa turns to run. Running is something Alyssa is certainly considering by this point, but she knows this will be her only chance to be accepted into the circles she wants to be part of in this town. Running isn’t an option. Alyssa steels herself and takes a deep breath, “I’m ready. Let’s do it.” Marnie stares with the Cheshire grin still on her lips for a good moment, but then she turns without a word, opens the door, and steps aside to allow the blonde to enter the dark room with a strange orange glow before her.
Nina arrived at the assigned time…shortly before the other girl. Lightning flashing off in a distance illuminating gathering thunderheads on the horizon, Nina thinks to herself, storm’s coming. Seems typical for this time of year in Southern Louisiana. Her high heels click off the same bricks Alyssa would later walk down. As she approaches the same door, an older, taller blonde meets her, Nina thinks her name is Lauren. The blonde doesn’t say a word as she opens the door for Nina. She just nods and watches the Asian girl cross the threshold. Once inside, Lauren closes the door and rudely shoulders her way in front of Nina. “Follow me,” she grunts at the younger girl. “How fucking rude!” Nina thinks but doesn’t say. A misspoken word her could cause her to become an unacceptable candidate, and…well…frankly that is unacceptable. Nina grits her teeth and follows the rude bitch. Maybe someday she can repay Lauren for her impertinence. Nina is nervous, but it doesn’t really show. She learned a long time ago to control her emotions…first with kids in grade school, and then as a successful golfer. Butterflies may be swimming in her stomach, but she hides it well. The blonde leads them to a door down the dimly lit hallway and stops before opening it. She turns to face Nina and says, “ You can turn and leave now if you want. I personally think you should. I only wish it were me waiting for you on the other side of that door you smelly little skank.” Nina is completely taken aback by Lauren’s attitude, but, once again, she bites her tongue. Payback may soon come to Lauren. “I just have to be patient,” she thinks to herself. At least now Nina knows it won’t be Lauren she will face for her final test. Her rival must be in this room waiting for her. Lauren opens the door and steps aside for the 23-year-old Nina. She stares at the Asian girl as she walks toward the door, but then whispers, “My father was murdered in the Hanoi Hilton. I hope your opponent breaks your neck.” The comments so fluster Nina that she can barely breathe as she enters the dark room. A large, flaming fireplace on one wall produces the only light in the room. The floors are covered with thick shag carpet of an undecipherable color. Except for her, the room is totally empty. It is devoid of furniture, no paintings hang on the walls, and there is no other life in the room. But Nina feels like she is being watched. As a matter of fact, it feels as if there are several sets of eyes on her. She looks around the room, but the only light is that cast by the flames. It is a strange room. Not a small space, but not huge either. Nina looks up at the ceiling, but all she sees are shadows. One thing she does notice it that the walls seem taller than normal. She can’t see the top of the room. This vastness makes her even more nervous. “You remember what you were told to do once you entered the room? You remember the instructions, right?” Lauren asks, not even trying to hide her impatience. Nina replies with a curt, “Yes.” Lauren eyes the shorter woman for a moment, the says, “Good. Get ready.” On this command, Nina nervously begins removing her clothes. Soon she is standing in the room nearly naked. The only article covering her is a black silk thong. The heat from the fire makes her even more nervous and strangely self aware of her nakedness. Her skin crawls as if hundreds of eyes are looking at her body. She looks around the room again, but her eyes still haven’t adjusted enough to see into the darker recesses. Her stomach is nearly in knots. Maybe this isn’t such a good idea, she tells herself, but before she can question why she is here, the door opens. Outside she can hear voices, but she can’t make out what they are saying. After a couple of moments, however, a striking blonde wearing a green summer dress and cowboy boots walks in. The newcomer looks at the nearly naked Nina with a mixture of surprise, nervousness, and curiosity.
Alyssa has never seen the Asian girl before. She’s sure of that, but what she can’t figure out is why they are there. The blonde looks around the dark room and seems as bewildered as the other girl. Alyssa wonders if the other woman is as nervous as she is? So this is the last step in the selection process. Alyssa’s nervousness grows, but she knows she can’t leave. This is her one chance to be accepted in the circles she wants to run in. She can’t stop now. Marnie’s voice behind her drags her attention back to the scene in front of her. “It’s time to get ready, sweetie.” For a second, Alyssa isn’t sure what she means, but when she glances at the other girl, she knows exactly what to do. She slips off her cowboy boots and removes her dress. She is now clad exactly the same as the Asian, except Alyssa is wearing white bikini panties with blue and red floral designs. The blonde is immediately self-conscious of body when compared to the Asian’s. Although she cheered in high school, she isn’t nearly as athletic looking as the dark skinned woman before her. But if this is a beauty contest, how could she not win? She is tall, blonde, lithe, powerful, and gorgeous. The Asian girl is a skank. Surely, they wouldn’t choose that whore over her? This is still the South, isn’t it? As Alyssa ponders what this is about, she hears the door open and close softly behind her. She looks around and sees that Marnie has left the room, so has the tall blonde who was obviously the Asian’s escort. The only occupants of the room are she and the dark haired girl. What is going on? She and the other girl stare at each other; both lost in their own thoughts. After a moment, a female voice thunders from above them. The voice is soft but it sounds it’s coming from a loudspeaker, although it is obviously in the same room. Both women look around, but neither can see the speaker. “Welcome, ladies. You are probably wondering what is going on tonight.” That’s an understatement, Alyssa thinks to herself. “Well, congratulations, you are the two finalists for our open membership. One of you will join our club, and the other will not. If I had to choose between you, it would be extremely hard. Both of you have performed admirably. None of the other members would have an easy time choosing between you. So years ago, the founding members decided a fair way to choose who is acceptable and who isn’t. They developed a contest of which only one of you can possible win. It is so easy, there can be no draws.” Alyssa looks at the Asian girl. Both of them now look completely dumbfounded. What are they going to do? “Now it is time determine which one of you will join us, and which one of you isn’t worthy. As I said, this contest must have a winner. I’ll let you look at your opponent and decide a course of action. Which one of you wants it more? You can begin whenever you are ready.” Begin what? Alyssa says to herself, but the longer she looks at the Asian girl, the answer becomes clearer. But what are the rules? Are these people insane?
Nina looks over the blonde before her. The woman is very beautiful. She may be a year or two younger than she is, but she looks to be in good shape. The look on the blonde’s face tells her she figured out what the “contest” is around the same time Nina figured it out. Nina has been around sports long enough to know what she must do. One last glimpse around the room tells her this place is perfect for this type of activity. The only question is how far will one of them have to go to be victorious? Nina is determined to make sure that she will be the one willing to push the limits for the win. She steps toward the blonde with a grin on her face. The smile belies the nervousness eating away at her. She begins walking in a tight circle to the blonde’s right. The white girl’s eyes never leave hers and she turns as the Asian girl walks. Nina is an athlete. She knows how important it is to score first. She has to set the pace. She has to dictate the action. Since she doesn’t know the blonde’s background, she must be swift and decisive. Her first move has to be quick, and it has to be devastating. The Asian girl circles until her back is to the fire. Position can work to her advantage, as well. The light from the fire is now in the blonde’s eyes. Nina strikes so swiftly the blonde has to be shocked. Nina knows her move works just by looking at the white girl’s face. Her eyes were tracking her, but they suddenly open wide with a mixture of shock and pain as the dark skinned girl’s left knee slams into her unprotected crotch. The blonde gasps in horror as her eyes widen, but then she drops to her knees. A murmur of voices and gasps echo throughout the room. The noise is a sound of approval from the crowd Nina now knows is watching. She steadies herself and launches her right knee at the kneeling blonde’s left cheek. Better to end the fight now than risk injury.
Alyssa is totally shocked by the Asian girl’s first move. She suspected the girl would rush at her, but she never anticipated a knee to the crotch….a lunge for her head or a diving tackle, but never a knee to the crotch. This is for real, and she better get with the program or it is going to be a long night. Alyssa rubs her aching crotch as she tries to catch her breath. She senses Nina will launch another attack, and she had better anticipate the right move or she will be in trouble. She suddenly drops to her stomach just as Nina’s knee glances off the back of her head. The blow hurts, but not as bad as her opponent had anticipated. When she hits her belly on the thick rug, she rolls, luckily, into Nina’s legs. The Asian girl is still off balance from her second kick, and she staggers backwards to keep from falling. Alyssa scrambles to her feet, rushes at the dark skinned girl, and tackles her around the waist. Nina stumbles backwards and falls on her butt. Alyssa senses her sudden advantage and she slams a short punch her opponent’s chest. A second punch catches the Asian girl on the ear. The blonde tangles her left hand in dark hair and slams another punch into the stunned girl’s cheek. Alyssa hasn’t been in a fight since high school, but she never lost the ones she was in. She doesn’t intend to lose this one. She viciously wrenches the struggling girl’s head back and forth as if trying to yank it loose. Alyssa senses she is in control of the fight until the Asian girl’s fists slam over and over into her sides.
Nina’s scalp is on fire as the blonde jerks her head back and forth. She is still stunned from the blonde’s punches but she is far from finished. Anger surges in her and she starts banging her fists into the white girl’s sides while kicking at the blonde’s back with her knees. If she can just get a little glimmer of freedom, she knows she is stronger than the blonde. She senses she is also in better shape. After a few punches, she hears the blonde starting to grunt in pain and she moves back on her stomach to try and get away. As Alyssa moves, Nina suddenly braces her hands on the blonde’s belly and shoves while rolling. The move forces her opponent off balance and she rolls onto her side enough to shove the blonde off of her, freeing her body. But Alyssa still has her hand tangled in Nina’s hair. Nina reaches out and grasps both hands full of blonde hair and yanks. The two women now fall onto their sides yanking and tugging at each other’s hair….their bodies now perspiring from the fire raging at their backs. Nina grits her teeth and tries to wrench her opponent’s head off her shoulders. Maybe if the bitch’s head pops off the fight will end.
Alyssa squeals in pain as her head is pulled back and forth…her neck muscles and tendons being stretched as far as they can. She thinks to herself, the cunt is trying to pull my fucking head off! She grits her teeth, fights through the pain, and yanks as hard as she can with both hands. Soon, she works her way to her knees and Nina does the same. They stare into each other’s faces as they violently yank the other’s head back and forth. They lunge against each other. Their sweaty bodies slam together with a wet “smack.” Their breasts mash against each other. Alyssa’s face is now so close to her foe’s that she can feel her breath on her cheek. They have stopped wrenching each other’s hair as they catch their breath. But then Alyssa suddenly releases Nina’s hair and lunges forward catching the Asian girl in a headlock and twisting her body.
Nina releases her grip on the blonde’s hair and tumbles onto her side. At first she’s shocked, but then she realizes she underestimated her foe. She wiggles her body trying to escape but the blonde has the hold locked in tight. Her hands push against Alyssa’s back, but the blonde arches her back forces Nina onto her back. Alyssa lifts her hips off the ground and pulls the Asian’s head up at an awkward angle. Her opponent gasps in pain and her bare feet slap the carpeted floor in frustration. Alyssa curls her toes and arches her back even more. The muscles in her arm flex as it tightens around the Asian’s head. Her teeth grit as she tries to focus every ounce of energy I her body on the headlock. Alyssa can feel Nina’s body shudder beneath her and she senses victory could be close. She can’t help but smile through her gritted teeth.
Nina has never felt so helpless in her life. She can’t believe this ugly white bitch is overpowering her! If this keeps up, she will be forced to submit. How can this be happening to her? She thinks to herself that she had better do something or she will be humiliated in front of the very group she most wants to impress! She has to do something…something decisive…something to get the advantage back. Then she barks a short scream as the blonde tugs her neck even farther. Nina raises her hands, bends her fingers, and rakes at the blonde’s face. Her nails dig deeply into Alyssa’s beautiful blue eyes. She pushes them in deeper and drags them down the screaming blonde’s cheeks, leaving angry, deep scarlet gashes in her victim’s flesh. The move was vicious, it was decisive, it was cruel, but it Nina is now free of the terrible headlock.
Alyssa’s hands fly to her injured face and she scrambles across the carpet as far as she can get from the Asian girl. Sweat and tears seep from between her fingers, and maybe a little blood. She sits back on her feet and removes her hands. Looking at them, she sees no blood, thankfully. Across the carpet, Nina has worked her way to her knees and is gingerly rocking her head back and forth trying to ease the pain in her aching neck. Anger flairs in Alyssa’s eyes and she pushes off her knees and rushes at the Asian girl. They collide with another wet, fleshy slap and topple to the carpet. Alyssa throws wild punches at the dark skinned girl’s head as punches slam into her chest and face. Soon, the two are growling like wild animals and rolling across the floor throwing punches at each other.
Nina grunts as a punch lands on her chin. It actually staggers her a bit, but she continues to punch at the blonde’s face and upper body. The end is near and both know it. The warm room, and the pace of the back and forth battle, taking its toll on both women. Their sweaty bodies slam together and their hot skin sticks to each other’s flesh. Nina’s hair is a wild mess and it clumps to her face from the sweat. The blonde…who has longer hair…is having a more difficult time with hers. Nina forces her knees between her and the blonde and shoves her away. The blonde makes a grab at her hair, but she misses as she falls away. Now, with space between them, Nina tries to pick a part of her opponent to focus an attack. It worked earlier, so maybe it will work again. She drops onto her butt and lashes out with her foot trying to drive it into Alyssa’s crotch. However, the blonde successfully predicts this move and falls backwards and scoots across the floor on her butt. The blonde’s cute face catches the firelight, and Nina audibly gasps when she sees the frightening scratches running down her foe’s cheeks. “Did I do that to another human being?” Nina asks herself. Oh my God! How did I get into this?
Alyssa stops scooting across the floor and rises up on her knees. Sweat seeps into the scratches on her face and she grimaces in pain. Hatred is palpable as she stares at the Asian girl. This has to end soon. She is on the verge of exhaustion. She takes a deep breath and stands erect. Her entire body aching as she looks around the room. She has heard gasps and squeals from the crowd, but nothing in the last few minutes. Maybe she is just focused on the task at hand. Maybe the roaring in her ears belie serious damage. All she knows is this has to end. And she has to come out on top. She has wanted to be part of this group for a long time. The only thing standing between her and her goal is a girl she only met a short while ago, but she now hates worse than anyone she has ever known. Alyssa watches the Asian climb painfully to her feet and sway as they face each other. As if on an unspoken signal the two women walk slowly toward one another. When they reach arms length, the two combatants hands go up to each other’s shoulders. They stand bare toe to bare toe trying to gain the upper hand.
Nina is still shocked by the damage she has done to the blonde’s face, but she is starting to accept it as a part of what she is trying to achieve. The white girl is in her way, and she will destroy her to get what she wants. They push each other across the carpet. Their bare feet struggle to gain purchase on the carpet, but neither can gain the upper hand. A stalemate has been reached in the center of the room. Nina knows that if the blonde takes control at this point the contest is over. She has to act quickly, before Alyssa moves first. The impasse must end. Nina suddenly drops to one knee and drives her fist deep into the blonde’s bare belly. When Nina stopped pushing and dropped, Alyssa’s momentum carried her forward and she slammed into the dark haired girl’s fist with all of her weight working against her. The blonde lets out a choked cry and drops to her knees in front of Nina. The Asian girl stands up, grabs the blonde’s long damp hair, and pulls her face first into her rising knee. The blonde’s head snaps back, but Nina keeps her grip on her hair. Instead of letting her fall backwards, Nina pulls her head forward and drives a forearm down on the back of Alyssa’s neck with all her weight. The blonde sags forward, but Nina still refuses to let her fall. She traps Alyssa’s head under her armpit, wraps her forearm under her neck and pulls upward with her arm while pushing downward with her body weight on top of her foe.
One second she is gasping for air and then the next minute she can’t breathe at all. The Asian’s forearm feels like a steel bar on her throat. She tries to push away, but with Nina’s weight on her back; all she manages to do is have the hold locked in tighter. She squeals in frustration and despair, but that just wastes more energy too. The Asian girl starts scooting backwards on her knees and putting more body weight in Alyssa’s back. The choke locks on even tighter. Her knees won’t move and she feels herself being lowered facedown on the floor. She can feel the plush carpet on her bare breasts, belly and thighs. Her feet kick in desperation. Her toes flex and dig into the carpet, but she cannot budge the Asian girl. Her blue eyes become heavy, and the carpet becomes blurry. Her fingers curl into fists as she tries to clutch the carpet to hang on just a little longer. She can see the fire across the room, but she can no longer feel heat coming from it. The roaring in her ears is growing fainter by the second. Soon Alyssa relaxes and drifts into a peaceful darkness and the carpet and dying fire fade from her sight.
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