As far as I can tell this is the original story, written after, and followed by a long hiatus. 2014ish? There is also a sequel "Tara Again."
Road Rage by Countrymouse 11
There was a crash and Tara lurched forward slightly. She put her lipstick down cursing. She'd just rear-ended an old VW bug.
Tara got out of the car and adjusted her cheerleading outfit, typical short, short skirt with a long sleeve top that bared a little belly. She was on her way to the game tonight. Now she was going to be late.
The tanned, bleach blonde cursed again when she saw the driver. It was Allison, a girl from her college math class, and she looked pissed as she examined the back of her car. If she were luckier it would be a guy and she could just charm him. Now she had to be political.
Allison walked up to Tara who threw her hands up and shrugged innocently. "Look I'm sorry Allison but I have to get going... UHHHHH!"
Tara was cut off mid-sentence as Allison buried her right fist into her belly. Air exploded from her lungs, her body folded forward, and her eyes opened wide.
"You *****! You were putting on makeup I saw you!" Allison spat, she let Tara drop to her knees and hold her belly. Allison grabbed Tara's wrists and pulled off the girls top, ripping it slightly. She lifted the blonde by her dark roots and slammed her back into the car.
"I'm sorry... OOF!" Tara was cut off again as Allison hammered another fist into her guts. Her assailant was a slender light skinned brunette, not as athletic as Tara was, but Allison got the drop on her, and she hadn't had the chance to defend herself.
Allison wasn't about to give it to her either.
The brunette slammed another sharp jab up into Tara's stomach "OOHH!" The girls hands were on the trunk behind her, trying to keep standing.
Allison was talking again, "Those cars are so old they can't be insured anymore!" Tara would have argued against that but instead took another hammer-fist in the stomach. "Auph!"
Allison had two more punches special delivery. "OOf! OOF!"
Postage due "HOOF!"
The enraged brunette unclipped and pulled away her victims bra. Tara, a little on the short side tanned curvy body, stood ******* by the road side. The appreciative horns and cat calls from passing cars were nearly as bad as the punches.
Tara tried to pull herself up on her car behind her, lifting her bare legs to protect her belly. Allison merely yanked her back down by the ankles and dug her fist in deep. "OOH!"
"I hate you ******* cheerleader sluts!" Allison barked. Tara thought "Oh one of those girls! I'm in trouble..."
Not that she could do anything about it, she was hanging onto her attacker loosely gasping for air. She felt salty tears getting into her mouth, and knew her makeup was running.
Allison seemed bent on beating out years of rage on this girl. She propped her up a little higher and started to slam her knee up into her stomach. "OOF!"
The girls had moved out into the street a bit stopping traffic. Allison sent another hard knee into Tara's bare torso. "OOF!" The cheerleaders shapely legs flailed as each brutal knee took her feet off the ground. "OOH!"
Tara was in another place, beyond feeling pain, she was just a body that went "oof!" whenever you punched it. Her big blue eyes blinked at the people in the cars watching. If she could speak she would have pleaded for someone to stop this.
A dozen gut-wrenching knees brought them back to Tara's car. Allison drove home an old 1-2 "Oof! Ooh!" and pushed the ******* ******* to the hood of the car. The bombshell lay beaten and spread eagle for anyone to see.
Allison cautiously put Tara's car in park, grabbed the girls purse and keys, pulled the cash out of her victims wallet. She threw the rest into Tara's car trunk. Tara had a digital camera in the passenger seat, Allison wanted one so she took it.
Tara finally caught just enough breath to moan violently. "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!"
Allison snapped a few photos of her latest work, prime material for her 'Zine website. She took Tara's bra and top, got into her VW bug, and drove off, it was only a fender bender after all...