Barn Burner

**Shindy** · December 24th, 2011, 02:02 PM

This is a quick story for the holidays. (Although it has nothing to do with the holidays...)

I walked towards the barn. In general, I was the only person who ever went there at this time of the evening, and I liked that. It was quiet, I had time with the horses, and if I wanted to, I could free ride in the big ring. As I got close though, I noticed something was amiss. There was noise coming from within and the big wide doors were slightly ajar. The noise was somewhat muffled, and certainly not a crowd. I peeked in the door and was stunned by what I saw. In the center of the big ring were two young women--two women I knew well from the barn, but not beyond that. They were circling one another, clearly having been fighting--actually still fighting. I snuck in quietly to see what was going on and I wasn't surprised at what was going on. What shocked me was how vicious the battle seemed to be.

Rebecca was the 20 year old daughter of a very well-to-do family in the city. She was about 5' 7" and 115-120 lbs, with beautiful eyes and a perfect face with breasts that were about as large as should ever be put on her body and still look perfect. She was a great rider and very athletic. She was home from college for the winter break. Her brown hair was generally perfect, cascading over her shoulders. Right now, she was essentially topless, the tatters of her shirt and bra still hanging around her waist. Her face was swollen and puffy, her nose was bleeding, her back was clawed to shreds and her left breast was swollen and bruised to almost double its partner.

Carolina was the strikingly gorgeous 23 year old daughter of the Headmaster of one of the private schools in the city. It was well-known that she and Rebecca had always hated one another and so I wasn't completely shocked to find them fighting, but this was really seemingly brutal. She had jet black hair and perfect olive skin, she was about 5'9" and slightly heavier than Rebecca, a little fuller in the hips, with a more typically curvaceous body of someone from Italian descent. She too, had been stripped topless and was in bad shape. Her hair was a mess, her face barely recognizable and her breasts battered to unbelievable proportions.

Watching the two of them, I could see the pain in both of their faces. In fact I could see that both were anxious, almost fearful of the other. Nonetheless they were proud and competitive and neither would back down. I could hear them taunting one another as I moved closer in the shadows of the barn. They charged at one another, grabbing at flesh and hair, swinging wildly as the thuds of their punches on their flanks and backs were audible to me. Both girls stumbled at the pounding of their foe, occasionally crying out in pain, to the satisfaction of their enemy. They suddenly grabbed each others breasts, flesh oozing between their fingers as they clawed and kneaded the tender mounds of their opponent. Both whimpered, their heads thrown back in anguish. Like most riders, they had thick, poweful thighs and used their legs for leverage against one another. I could see Carolina gitting her teeth. Watching the battle I could also tell that the older girl was stronger and that she was slowly overwhelming the younger girl. She suddenly shoved Rebecca backwards, the younger girl stumbling. The dark haired woman struck quickly, punching Rebecca in the face several times as the younger woman fell to the floor on her hands and knees. Carolina struck again, viciously kicking Rebecca in her big chest, the young woman screaming in agony, clutching her wounded left breast. Carolina sensed her victory as she gloated over her fallen foe, when Rebecca lashed out with her heavy riding boot, slamming it into Carolina's knee.

The dark-haired woman screeched and stumbled backwards, obviously injured, wailing. Rebecca got to her feet; I could see tears running down her face from the pain and then I noticed that she had picked something up out of the dirt--a riding crop!

Carolina began to back up, limping severly, fear in her eyes. Rebecca moved in, then swung the crop, hitting Carolina in her back as she turned reflexively. Desperate, Carolina tried to charge towards Rebecca, but her injured leg didn't allow her to move fast enough and Rebecca assaulted her repeatedly with the crop, knocking her to the ground, where the assault continued. Welts quickly appeared on Carolina's back as she wailed, her body racked with sobs as she gave up, begging for mercy. Carolina was curled face down, back up, trying to protect herself at that point as, sneering, Rebecca grabbed the back waist of her riding pants and hauled them down. Carolina tried to get away as her bright pink thong was exposed but Rebecca kicked her, knocking her flat on her big tits. Rebecca took the crop to Carolina's heart shaped ass repeatedly at that point, punishing her now vanquished foe. Carolina wailed wildly at the beating, sobbing in defeat.

After a few minutes, Rebecca threw the crop at the beaten girl, hissed, "Bitch" and limped away.