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Tell Me Your Secret

By Wolfboy

Beth and Bindi reveal the secret of their bedroom battle to two different audiences

A lazy morning spent lying in bed, and as Jemma traced her fingers across Beth’s naked body while she lay next to her, she asked ‘Beth honey, I know it’s painful for you, but can you tell me all about when Bindi beat you in her bedroom? Having asked the question, Jemma leaned in to kiss Beth lightly on her right breast now, enjoying the little moan it drew from her girlfriend as her tongue flicked over her nipple.

‘Baby, you know I’ll tell you anything you want to know about it, you know that. But why now?’ Beth asked as she played her hand across Jemma’s butt in return.

‘Well…...I’m going to kick her arse in a bedroom catfight. It’s time that bitch was taught a lesson for her actions. And she has your knickers, and mum’s too. I’m going to take them back’ Jemma explained confidently.

‘Well in that case Jem, I’d better tell you all about it’ Beth smiled, not knowing that across town, Bindi was being asked almost the exact same question by her friend and prospective tag partner, Gita, over a coffee in a local cafe.

‘You’ve beaten that geek Henderson twice now haven’t you Bindi?’ Gita had asked.

‘Three times actually Gita. I fought her in a private bedroom fight between the two matches you know about.’ she smiled.

‘Oh really?’ Gita asked ‘well why haven’t you told me all about it Bindi? Tell me more!’ she insisted.

‘I will’ Bindi smirked, ‘it was between the two matches you know about. I took her panties after that first match and I told her that if she wanted them back, then she know where to find me when we were back at university. She could come and take them from me. I didn’t really expect her to come and try to be perfectly honest; I’d handled her in the first fight after all’ Bindi smiled. ‘But she came. Knocked on my door and barged her way in like a big time bitch to tell me she’d come for her panties back.’

‘She told me I’d have to fight her to get them back’ Beth was telling Jemma now. ‘I mean I knew that I guess. I just hoped that she was all bluster in front of you all after the first fight and she’d just give them to me.’ Beth admitted, smiling wryly as she realised just how crazy that seemed as a notion now. ‘We will fight like real women just in panties’ Beth mimicked Bindi now, laughing as she pointed out ‘somehow she just always has to fight with her tits out doesn’t she?’

‘Loves her topless matches’ Jemma agreed. ‘She’s pretty proud of showing hers off I think. I’m going straight after them next time I fight her!’ she told Beth.

‘I found it a bit intimidating back then’ Beth admitted coyly. ‘I was shy about not having my clothes on around other girls back then’ she laughed, realising she was now stark naked around another girl right here. ‘I think she knew it too you know Jemma. She seems to have a way of realising your weaknesses somehow.’

‘She does, I agree babe’ Jemma admitted. ‘She was quick to try me out with her sex fighting tactics in our first match. She knew I was uneasy about it, especially in front of mum and dad’ Jemma said.

Putting her coffee cup down, Bindi told Gita ‘so I said to her we were fighting topless until she admitted I was better than her. Then I’d take her panties again.’ Now mocking Beth’s voice, Bindi continued ‘Ooohhh…...can’t we fight in clothes? She asked me! I ask you Gita, who fights fully clothed? What kind of girl does that?’ she laughed.

‘I know…...ridiculous!’ Gita mocked, hoping that she had been able to hide her own doubts about stripping down to face another girl for the first time.

‘Anyway, I told the little geek to get her clothes off and get ready to fight me or I’d rip them off her, so she finally started stripping down. I was ready of course. I just had to take off my dress and all I had on beneath it was a little white G-string. I’m going to sit on her face, so why would I want to be wearing anything too modest’ Bindi shrugged. ‘Of course, that geeky little bitch had on a pair of cutesy panties, black with little pink hearts on them. And then she’s stood there, kind of covering her tits, all self conscious, looking at me’ Bindi laughed, before lowering her voice to tell Gita a little conspiratorially ‘and right at that point, I decided that I’d make her eat me after I’d beaten her!’

Gita chuckled, as across town, Beth shuddered a little as she recalled it too. ‘The way that she looked at me Jem...it was like…...I don’t know, like she thought she owned me.’ Jemma felt that shudder as it ran through Beth, their bodies so intertwined as they were. ‘I know babe’ she told Beth, stroking her hair ‘she has to be taught a lesson. She could never ‘own’ a beauty like you!’ she told her girlfriend.

‘So that’s the point that we’re ready to fight’ Beth told Jemma, pausing for a fleeting moment to kiss her girlfriend before she continued, looking straight in to Jemma’s eyes. ‘And I just went for her! I knew she was better at wrestling than I was so I just tackled her onto the bed and started flailing at her with slaps. I hit her face. I dragged my nails on those tits she’s so proud of. I pulled on the G-string that she might as well not have been bothering with until it disappeared between her butt cheeks. I pulled her hair, tried to turn her over and push her face into the pillows to smother her’ Beth smiled, but then she shrugged again. ‘But what do I always tell you hun? Pace yourself! Well let me tell you that I forgot all about that here. So there’s the first thing to learn, don’t get yourself drawn in to flying at her, take your time!’ Beth said to Jemma.

‘You’re always right about that too’ Jemma smiled, kissing her back now, ‘but you also know how hard it can be when you’re in there too don’t you?’ she asked Beth, before she concluded ‘you did the right thing though I think. You needed to take her out quickly!’

‘I guess so, though I do wonder if I should have played it differently thinking about it now.’ Beth admitted. ‘I was knackered after two minuted Jem!’ she told her ‘and then that bitch caught me with an elbow back into the belly…’ she finished.

Across town, Bindi was telling Gita ‘she was wild! I’m telling you Gita, she started off like an absolute wildcat. A whirling dervish of slapping and scratching!’

‘The nasty cow!’ Gita remarked, surprised at the apparent savagery of Beth’s opening considering how Bindi had derided the blonde’s ability to her before.

‘I don’t mind telling you Gita, it surprised me. She was like a savage, and all because I’d beaten her and stolen her stupid panties.’ Bindi rolled her eyes, ‘So nasty...I’d done the bitch a favour taking those horrible flowery knickers off her anyway!’ she laughed.

‘How did you stop her?’ Gita asked, a little wide eyed in awe as her friend told her all about the action. ‘ I mean, she had you down and surprised Bindi! It must have been tough to get back at her?’ she questioned.

‘I mean, it would have been against a real fighter’ Bindi smiled. ‘I wouldn’t want to get trapped like that by a real fighter. If Jemma ever caught me like that, I know I’d be finished’ she grudgingly admitted. ‘Beth though, she’s not really a fighter’ Bindi said, ‘so I elbowed her in the belly, and that really stole the fight away from her quickly’ she told Gita.

‘So what did you do to her then?’ Gita asked.

‘The bitch said she was going to make me pay for it then Jem’ Beth remembered as Jemma propped her head up on her hand, taking in every work that Beth was saying with rapt attention. ‘Said she would hurt me if I didn’t agree to eat her pussy!’ she said, a look of outrage and disgust at the memory crossing her face.

‘That bitch!’ Jemma cried out, ‘I’m going to get her for you babe!’

‘Be careful though Jem. You know she’s a cunning little slag; give her anything to work on and she’s trouble’ Beth grimaced. ‘She just kind of shrugged me off after that elbow. I don’t exactly recall how, but I was sort of kneeling on her bed, my butt between my calves, trying to catch my breath and she punched me really hard in the belly. I was already struggling to catch my breath and that did me no favours’ Beth admitted.

‘Did you agree to punching?’ Jemma asked, ‘I mean, you didn’t in your other fights here with her?’

‘I was naive hun’ Beth had to admit. ‘I just thought I’d turn up, she’d give me my panties back, and that would be that! I guess I never even thought to talk about rules. Then again, who was going to enforce them?’ she shrugged, going on to tell Jemma ‘she made me scream then. She latched on for a double nipple twist’ Beth said, a distant look in her eyes as she remembered the pain.

‘Nasty cow!’ Jemma remarked before she leaned in to kiss and lick Beth’s nipples, smiling as she felt them stiffen to her altogether more sensual approach, Beth purring ‘Mmmmm, Jemma, I prefer your nipple work!’

‘Honestly Gita!’ Bindi chuckled now, ‘you should have heard that little geeky bitch squealed when I twisted her nipples! Of course, I’m good at it, but I knew that cow wanted me, she was practically dripping! I wanted to work her over thoroughly first though, so I twisted again’ she smiled as she added ‘then I had to slap her face to shut her up. She was whining so loud, I thought the neighbours would be round to see what on earth was happening!’

‘Honestly’ Gita tutted, rolling her eyes ‘she’s such a weak bitch’ she continued; she had no doubt though that Bindi was probably a cruel woman in a fight.

‘I know Gita! And that slap put her on her side on the bed’ Bindi said, thinking for a moment before she continued ‘you know, now that I think about it more, I reckon I could have finished her right there and then. I think she was totally done in at that point!’ Bindi opined.

‘You should have sat on her face right then Bindi!!’ Gita laughed, evidently quite excited by that prospect.

‘All in good time Gita’ Bindi replied. ‘You see, you’ll learn that sometimes it’s better not to take the quick, easy victory. Take your time and you’ll make a far more lasting impression on an opponent. Beth will never be able to fight me and think of herself as even with me as a fighter now; it’s ingrained in her psyche’ Bindi said.

‘She just has this kind of hold on me Jemma’ Beth told the redhead who was listening intently as her lips explored Beth’s soft, silky, skin. ‘It’s like at that point she knew I was beaten, and she was just going to have some fun at my expense, so she trapped me in a figure four head scissors Jem…...and she pinched my nose and covered my mouth, smothering me. She knew she was weakening me’ Beth shuddered. ‘And she kept reminding me over and over, it was only going to stop when I started eating her pussy….the bitch!’ she finished.

‘You fought her hard last time here’ Jemma remarked. ‘You took it right to her for quite a while babe?’ she said.

‘It gives me confidence to have you out there with me hun. Even then it did Jem’ Beth smiled, moving to meet Jemma’s lips for a moment before going on. ‘She had her legs wrapped so tight around me, her hand rough over my nose and mouth….I was kicking my feet and trying to escape…...I was fading Jem, I needed to get out of it somehow’ Beth told her girlfriend now.

‘SHE BIT ME!’ Bindi exclaimed, probably a little louder than Gita was really comfortable with sat there in the coffee shop, drawing a couple of glances.

‘NO WAY!’ Gita replied, almost as loudly. ‘Where? That vicious little cow!’ she tutted at the thought.

‘On my finger!’ Bindi told her ‘and it really hurt but I didn’t show it of course. I just slapped her hard in the face to make her stop’ she told Gita.

‘Jem’ Beth laughed now ‘I didn’t have much success in this fight, but you should have heard her. She was squealing like a stuck pig before she slapped me right in the nose. That made my eyes water!’ Beth admitted.

‘I bet she was whining Beth, she’s such a pussy!’ Jemma laughed as she agreed with Beth ‘a slap in the nose will do that. It’s a cruel move isn’t it? Exactly the kind of cheap shot I’d expect from a bitch like Bindi!’ she tutted.

‘She made me scream again babe when she raked my eyes’ Beth said quietly now, causing Jemma to cosy in close to her, providing her some support as she sensed this was becoming a tough story for Beth to tell. ‘Then she grabbed my finger and rubbed it in her pussy before she made me have my own finger in my mouth tasting of her Jem! She was making me taste her. Get used to it bitch she told me’ Beth trailed off.

‘I told her she’d be tasting it again, properly, when she’d had enough’ Bindi laughed as she recalled that move now. ‘She tried to look disgusted Gita…...but she wanted me, I know that!’ Bindi said.

‘So what did you do then?’ Gita asked. ‘I mean, you’ve basically got her beat haven’t you now?’ she said to her friend.

‘Like I said Gita, it’s all about making a lasting impression on her now. You’ll learn that when you have your first match, You have to dominate them physically and mentally if you can’ Bindi said to her prospective tag partner.

‘I understand’ Gita said, ‘You have to make sure they know you’re the alpha bitch don’t you Bindi?’

‘Believe me’ Bindi smiled ‘Beth knows that; the stomach claw I gave her made sure of that. Especially as I kept telling her she would be my little bitch soon enough’ she continued, enjoying her recanting of the story.

‘A double stomach claw?’ Jemma asked Beth, going on ‘how do you mean babe, I don’t quite get what she did.’

‘Like this!’ Beth laughed, pouncing for Jemma, her fingers pressing lightly on Jemma’s stomach to just below where her panty line would have been, were she wearing any, to demonstrate the hold.

‘Doesn’t hurt!’ Jemma laughed, knowing full well that Beth was being gentle with her.

‘Silly’ Beth laughed, swatting Jemma’s arm. ‘She used her nails you know, the last couple of fingers just inside the waistband of my panties. And then she starts…...I can tell you want me Beth’ she said, going back to mimicking Bindi’s voice. ‘Just admit it, she told me, make it easy on yourself…...over and over again.’ Beth shuddered again. ‘ She was trying to break my spirit, I know’ Beth admitted ‘and it was working, she was hurting me so much babe!’ the blonde told Jemma.

‘That stomach claw Gita; let me tell you, that really had her begging me to stop. She was practically demanding to eat me out then’ she said to her friend. ‘I think she likes a dominant type…’ she suggested.

‘It sounds like it; the kinky madam!’ Gita laughed.

‘I know, right!’ Bindi agreed, ‘but I knew she was about done then, you know how you can just sense it with some girls?’ she asked Gita.

‘I’ll have to take your word for it Bindi’ Gita said, realising that she was yet to taste that feeling in action yet.

‘Oh of course’ Bindi said, ‘I always forget you’ve only done training yet, but trust me, you’ve got nothing to worry about. You’re way superior to Beth already Gita. You absolutely have to start with her if we can arrange it. It won’t matter how many fights she’s had by then, you’ll beat her’ Bindi confidently asserted.

‘Oh, I’ll kick her geeky arse!’ Gita said, hoping she sounded confident enough to Bindi. ‘So, what did you do to her then Bindi?’ she asked.

‘What any self respecting Indian wrestler would do Gita’ she chuckled. ‘I took off my own G-string and gave her a face full of my bush!’

‘Oh Bindi!’ Gita clapped in delight.

‘The bitch took off that stupid G-string Jem, and she just went straight for it, sat on my face and she started rubbing her big hairy bush and her pussy on me, telling me to start eating her’ Beth said a little uneasily.

‘The cow!’ Jemma replied, indignant to hear of Bindi’s harsh treatment of Beth. She grabbed Beth’s hand now, and told her ‘I know it’s really hard for you to tell me all of this honey; you don’t have to carry on you know. I think I have enough now’ she told her girlfriend.

‘No, you need to know it all Jem. I’ll tell you’ Beth said as she continued ‘she grabbed my hair really roughly, and she pulled so hard, one hand in the top of it, nails sort of dragging my scalp you know, all to pull me into the right place. Then she starts to reach back and slap my tits babe. All the time, she’d be like….eat me and I’ll stop bitch!’ Beth said. ‘I tried so hard to resist……’

‘Honestly Gita, she was begging for it by then. I mean I pulled her hair a bit and slapped her tits because I could, but before you know it, her tongue was starting to work away’ she said, pausing momentarily as she recalled her total dominance at this stage. ‘I could feel her starting to lick my clit Gita! I have to admit, I did shudder quickly with a wave of pleasure. She was good at it!’ Bindi admitted. ‘And her tongue was all over my pussy lips too, so hungry…...such a kinky bitch’ the Indian girl said, realising that the whole memory of the fight had her pretty turned on now.

‘You must have been fit to explode on her face by then?’ Gita asked her friend, finding she too was turned on by the erotic quality of Bindi’s story telling.

‘Almost’ Bindi admitted ‘but its important to show some self control Gita, I wanted to make her lick me out for as long as possible’ she said. ‘But then the bitch literally started to tongue fuck me Gita! I’ve never felt anything quite like it; total domination over someone to the point that they’d do that! I couldn’t restrain myself for long at that point, Jesus Gita, I have to say that she was very enthusiastic!’ Bindi exclaimed.

‘She made me tongue fuck her Jem!’ Beth said quietly now. ‘She said that if I didn’t, she was going to hurt me again. I was tired…...she’d got me beaten. I didn’t want to though, I refused at first, but then she got some stockings off her bedside table, and started to tie them to my wrist babe. She was going to tie me up there until I did it!’ she said to Jemma. ‘And the way she kept clawing the underside of my tits too, her nails digging in…...so painful…...I had to do it’ she said, her voice tailing off as Jemma grabbed her hand.

‘I know what you mean with her tit clawing. Mine were sore for days both times when I fought her. She’s good at it. She likes being nasty’ Jemma said supportively. ‘You know you’re better than her hun, because you’re a nice person, not a sneaky bitch like she is!’

‘That’s why she’s so effective against me Jem’ Beth admitted. ‘She has that nasty edge to her in a fight that I just don’t have.’

‘You don’t have yet…’ Jemma corrected, ‘we’ll work on it babe, You can have that edge about you without actually being a nasty cow. We’ll get there!’ she said, resolve in her voice.

‘She came on my face’ Beth simply stated now, a flatness in her voice as she recalled it. ‘Bitch! She was so turned on that she hardly took any time at all before she squirted all over my face. I was so humiliated by her Jem’ she admitted.

‘We’ll get our own back on her babe, don’t you worry’ Jemma said, that resolve firm in her voice. ‘I’m going to kick her arse in her own bedroom. And then, I reckon you can do the same to Gita. She keeps telling us how Gita is her tag team partner, but I’ve never seen her fight, have you?’ she asked.

‘It’s a good point’ Beth laughed, ‘not much of a tag team partner is she?’ then she wavered a moment, ‘do you really think I can beat her Jem?’ she asked.

‘I know you can, I don’t think it, I know it babe. I believe in you. And whatever happens, you know that I love you!’ Jemma told her, leaning in to embrace and kiss her.

Across town, Bindi too was finishing up on the story of the match from her perspective, telling Gita ‘she practically begged me to tie her up Gita. She’s so kinky, I tell you. And when I got a stocking tied to her wrist, it must have really turned her on because she went into overdrive with her tongue. Kinky bitch!’ she laughed.

‘You must have turned her on by being so dominant to her Bindi!’ Gita remarked.

‘That’s got to be it’ Bindi agreed, as she thought for a moment. ‘I think we all know who the dominant one in that relationship is don’t we? Anyway, the kinky bitch had me ready to burst so I grabbed her hair with both hands; I wanted to make sure I was going to cum all over her face. It was the least I deserved having won so comfortably.’ she told Gita.

‘Oh totally Bindi. She knows not to mess with you now!’ Gita said to her friend.

‘Of course she does. She won’t forget it either. Of course, once I was satisfied I pulled her panties off to add to the collection. I didn’t want them in a way, but it’s important to keep track of your victories of course’ Bindi smirked. ‘Once I’d done that, I pretty much threw her out of the door, naked, then I made her agree to be my second when I took on her little fuck buddy before I threw her clothes after her’ Bindi laughed, recalling how she had manipulated Beth into being her corner girl.

‘You really own her Bindi. You have her number for sure!’ Gita said with glee.

‘That’s why we need to get you to fight her Gita! If I’m there with you, she just won’t have a chance against you!’ Bindi said.

‘I’ll kick her geeky ass!’ Gita laughed, carried along by Bindi’s enthusiasm.

‘Maybe I’ll fight Jemma again as well?’ Bindi wondered out loud. ‘ We might as well beat both members of the happy couple!’

‘I’d like that’ Gita said as the two girls finished off their drinks and left the coffee shop to go their separate ways, Bindi sure she’d soon be able to set up Gita’s first match against Beth to prove again how Indian girls just made better fighters.

Across town, in the bedroom though, the thought of Bindi that Jemma must be the dominant one in the relationship was being questioned somewhat as Beth was telling Jemma now ‘you know that bitch threw me out of her room naked after she’d taken my panties off me! She made me agree to second her against you. I think she knew you liked me, and maybe that it could be used against you’ Beth shrugged.

‘She’s such a nasty cow’ Jemma told Beth, and then she laughed ‘anyway…...who says I like you?!’

Quick as a flash, Beth moved to pin Jemma down, bouncing her butt lightly on Jemma’s big breasts. ‘What were you saying young lady?’ Beth smirked, looking down at Jemma now. ‘Think carefully how you answer, or I’ll make you eat me like that bitch did!’ she cautioned light heartedly.

Jemma mounted a fake struggle there on the bed, then she said to her blonde girlfriend, ‘I’m beat, I’m going to have to eat you’ her tongue just starting to lightly probe Beth’s womanhood. ‘If’ she paused ‘you’ll help me form a game-plan for beating that bitch in a bedroom catfight?’

‘We’ll see babe’ Beth teased. ‘If you do this right’ she smiled, letting out a little moan of pleasure as Jemma’s tongue started to work on her again. ‘I just might…...help you!’ she told Jemma as she rolled to her back now, her legs spread and Jemma’s head between them, starting to make the blonde purr with satisfaction. ‘I just might……’ she repeated absent mindedly now, Jemma’s attentions starting to work increasingly well on her. She had a plan for just how Jemma might get the job done…...and she tell her all about it…...later…...