THE FIGHT - GETTING DOWN TO BUSINESS
GRACE brutally kicks sexy newbie Japanese enforcer Aki three times in the gut, her pointed boot toe slamming into Aki's navel. Pain coursing through her abs, Aki could into a ball, desperate to protect her belly from the violent, surprise onslaught. Upon seeing this defensive maneuver, Grace changes strategy. She kicks Aki's back, causing her to reflexively arch it in pain, then as Aki arches back and exposes her tender stomach, Grace kicks her, thrusting the pointed toe of her boot into the booth babe's bellybutton. The Japanese enforcer again curls into a fetal position, then lays flat on her belly and moans in pain.
As Aki begins to writhe around on her belly in pain, Grace abruptly shifts her approach. She grabs Aki's silky hair, jerks her head up and then slams her knee into the small of Aki's back. Aki yelps in pain, then feels Grace grab under her chin with one hand and her right foot with the other. With a sudden violent jerk, Grace yanks the Japanese she devil's chin and her feet, all the while jamming her knee into the poor girl's back. Aki shrieks in agony as her body is contorted into a giant U-shape by the Korean's violent hold, her foot almost touching the back of her head as her entire body shudders and shakes.
Grace then rocks her knees up and down on Aki's back as tears of pain well in Aki's almond-shaped brown eyes. Grace laughs, "Weak Japanese slut. You ready to give?" She then violently grinds her knees, driving the Japanese girl's belly into the floor. Grace feels her nipples getting harder as she works over Aki, remembering how great it felt to dominate that Filipina slut recently.
"Nooooo! I will never submit you big titted Korean bimbo!" hisses Aki between gritted teeth.
"Stupid Japanese bitch. You will pay for your stubborn pride."
Grace lets go of Aki's foot and continues to jerk back her foe's chin. Then with a sudden thrust, Grace grabs the zipper and unzips Aki's tight, shiny shorts. With a violent tug, she strips the Japanese girl of her shorts, leaving her clad in her shiny zebra print string bikini. Aki's tight ass twitches as she tried to wiggle out from under the Korean's knee. Grace laughs vindictively as she rolls her entire body onto Aki's lower back, crushing the Japanese girl into the floor while ratcheting back on her chin so her rival's head is pulled backwards. With a giggle, Grace begins to spank Aki with all her might, turning the Japanese girl's perky, apple-shaped bottom a deep crimson. Aki's face has turned the same color red, a reaction triggered both by extreme physical exertion and Grace's successful attempt to humiliate her and wound her pride.
Each time her hand connects with Aki's firm ass the arena reverberates with the sound of flesh hitting tender flesh.
Grace tightens her grip on Aki's black, silky hair, jerking her head back violently as she teasingly slaps the prone Japanese beauty.
"Who's my naughty Japanese bitch who needs a spanking? Tell me it is you! Who's the better woman. Admit it is me you stubborn geisha slut!"
Aki is face down, weeping softly as the Korean slaps her tender ass and flanks while twisting her neck violently. Aki is fighting with every fiber of her being the desire to give up by screaming out her submission to the arrogant Korean booth babe. Fighting the almost primal need to sacrifice national pride and personal honor to try to avoid further pain and humiliation.
KAORI meanwhile launches a ruthless assault against Euna as Grace goes on the offensive against poor Aki. Yelling, "For Japan," Kaori runs headlong at Euna, crashing into the unexpecting Korean's toned belly at full speed. Euna barely manages to groan "Uuugggghhhh," as the wind is knocked out of her and she lands flat on her tight ass.
Kaori quickly straddles Euna, pinning the stunned Korean's thighs with her knees and forcing the Korean's wrists flat to the ground. Through pearly teeth clenched in anger, Kaori hisses, "This is for Suki, you vindictive Korean skank!"
Euna is furious that she is trapped, thrashing with all her might, but unable to free either her wrists or her thighs. Her face turns bright red, realizing how sensual this pose is for the audience and also that she is clearly the submissive of the pair. Euna bucks and strains, determined to flip the Japanese beauty off her body and assume the dominant position.
Kaori, her body pressed firmly against the lean, muscular Korean, feels her shifting and undulating underneath.
Suddenly Kaori releases her hold on Euna's right wrist. For a brief moment, Euna is filled with hope that somehow Kaori's strength has been sapped by this violent assault, forcing her to relent due to exhaustion. The arrogant Korean forgets that she is locked in battle with the best Japan has to offer, and pays dearly for this error.
Euna realizes a split second too late that Kaori has rocked back her fist. A brutal punch lands squarely on Euna's chin. The blow knocks the Korean out for a couple of seconds, pain shooting through her jaw. Dazed, she is then caught by a powerful left hook from the Japanese hellcat the minute her eyes flutter open. Kaori grabs Euna by the hair with both hands, peeling her head and neck off the floor and then slamming them back to the floor repeatedly with incredible force and fury.
Euna is dazed, her arms flailing helplessly as she is unable to formulate a plan to defend herself. Kaori slams her clenched fists into Euna's taut stomach repeatedly, then smiles as she notices the sexy lass's big tits quivering with each blow.
The Japanese enforcer abruptly halts her devastating belly punching session, moving her hands seductively up the Korean's torso. Kaori gives her rival's bouncy tits a playful squeeze and whispers seductively, "I love to dominate big titted sluts."
Euna, her addled brain still unfocused and foggy as a result of the blows from the Japanese enforcer, finds herself briefly lulled off guard and slightly aroused by the playful tickling and fondling by her rival.
Euna is jarred back to consciousness when Kaori coos, "Nice rack...for punching!"
With a shocking and sudden brutality, Kaori shifts the focus of her attack to the Korean's impressive orbs. Euna's once proud rack is assailed by Kaori. She lands punch after punch into the large breasts of the Korean, whose thighs remain pinned to the floor by the powerful Japanese girl. The poor girl nearly passes out as Kaori's hard, balled fists continue to slam into tender flesh with a vengeance arising in no small part from her envy of her Korean rival's magnificent rack.
Seeing that the Korean has almost passed out, Kaori inexplicably halts the onslaught. Rather than finish Euna, Kaori decides to taunt her, slapping her face, tender belly and throbbing breasts. Euna winces each time the sound of flesh smacking flesh cuts the hushed silence. She is unable to muster any meaningful resistance, and barely manages to weakly waive her arms in a feeble attempt to deflect Kaori's taunting blows.
"Are you ready to give up, bitch? Come on, save yourself more agony and admit I owned you."
"Never you Japanese whore. You will never get the pleasure," moans Euna. The battered girl is close to passing out and her words are slurred, yet she refuses to submit.
Kaori laughs sadistically, then lifts her knees off of Euna's thighs. Continuing to keep the weight of her lower body pressing down on barely conscious Euna, she slides along the Korean's belly and chest. She finally slithers all the way to Euna's large breasts, shifting suddenly so she is straddling the Korean's large rack while pinning her wrists to the floor with her knees.
Kaori stares down at her trapped rival, giving her an icy look. Euna is unable to give the pretext of returning Kaori's menacing stare. Her face flushes with shame as she finds herself in this humiliatingly submissive position.
Sensing that Euna is defeated, Kaori rises off of her foe's impressive chest, preparing to position herself for a final humiliating facesit that will send her Korean rival into dreamland. Kaori is perplexed to see a brief smile cross Euna's face as Kaori lifts her knees off of Euna's wrists so she can shift her weight forward and press her pubic region firmly over Euna's nose.
Suddenly a mind numbing pain pulses throughout Kaori's body. The Korean has managed to free her right arm and with lightening quickness landed a stealth low blow. Kaori collapses onto Euna's belly, blinded by the pain. The Japanese vixen then slowly rolls off her adversary and writhes violently on the floor, clutching her wounded crotch.
Euna weakly crawls over to Kaori and tugs off her booty shorts, determined to add insult, and further injury, to injury. The Japanese girl is now stripped down to her zebra print g-string, hands still covering herself to prevent further excruciating damage. Kaori's entire body shudders uncontrollably.
Euna uses her little remaining strength to pry the Japanese girl's hands back. She then pins Kaori's wrists to the floor and launches her knee directly into that tiny g-string. Kaori bellows like a wounded animal, nearly out cold from the pain. Despite a boost from this sneak attack,
Euna realizes that she is in dire shape and her rival will come at her with a vengeance once she recovers. Euna is confident that she has inflicted enough damage to hobble the Japanese. No one she has fought has recovered from such a shocking and painful reversal. But Euna has fought lesser women until today...
GRACE smiles evilly as she covers Aki's lower back with her full body weight and yanks on her hair. Sensing the gorgeous Japanese fighter is spent, Grace quickly scrambles onto her back and straddles her like she is riding a horse. She snakes her right hand under Aki's skimpy vinyl top and grabs her right nipple, rolling the warm, tender flesh between her cold fingers. Aki's eyes widen as her nipple reflexively gets harder as the poor girl dreads what is next.
"Get on all fours, trollop," she shouts at Aki. "I'll make an obedient Japanese bitch of you yet." Detecting hesitation, Grace gives the tender flesh a scratch and quick twist. Tears streaming down her face, Aki lifts off the ground and follows Grace's command, assuming the position. Aki realizes now just how cowed that Vietnamese girl felt, and is repulsed that she now has something in common with her victim.
Grace, having been far too enamored with life in the western US as a child, happily squeals, "Rise em cowgirl" as she slams her boots into Aki's flanks, forcing the embittered Japanese girl to support her weight. Grace maintains the tight grasp of Aki's nipple, giving it a threatening partial twist at the slightest sight of resistance
"Buck you silly slut. Why can't you be a fun ride like Suki?!," Grace giggles. She digs her heels into her flanks and slaps her tense ass. A wide grin crosses Grace's angelic face as Aki bucks higher, allowing the Korean to catch more air. Grace temporarily loses her hold in the tender nipple.
Aki smiles coldly, realizing that she has one chance. She lowers her body as far as possible, then propels the Korean as far into the air as she can. Grace lands awkwardly and shifts to regain her balance, then feels a sharp pain emanating from her own left nipple. Grace suddenly realizes to her horror that Aki used Grace's momentary loss of balance to reach back and grab her rival's perky breast, then squeeze with all her might. The move works. Aki drops her right shoulder and Grace topples to the floor, with Aki holding onto her tender nipple until the last possible moment. Grace shrieks as the tender flesh is pulled the opposite direction from her fall.
Aki is nearly exhausted, but forces herself to push on, sensing this is her window. She scuttles over to Grace, who is curled up and clutching her left breast, shrieking in agony. Aki snakes her hands under Grace's silver top and rips it off, exposing a red latex bra that barely covers her magnificent cleavage. Aki grabs both breasts and gives them a series of violent twists and tugs. "Bitches with glass tits best not twist nipples," she coos. Grace is squealing like a stuck pig, trying desperately to fend off Aki's attacks while nearly blinded with pain.
It is Aki's turn to smile as she quickly strips the stacked Korean down to her shiny red g-string. "Is this what I was supposed to kiss?" she questions in a sweet voice, maintaining her strong grip on Grace's battered left orb while draping the hard bodied Korean over her left knee. She gives a sadistic smile as she slams her open right hand down repeatedly on Grace's twitching and increasingly reddening tan ass. With each spank she twists the poor beauty's left nipple like she is trying to find a weak signaled station on an old radio. Tears are streaming down Grace's high cheekbones.
Aki is fading rapidly, and she decides to wear down her fresher rival. She tosses Grace off her knee, then wraps her in a tight body scissors. With her legs wrapped around the Korean lass, she resumes the torment of her her foe's perky left breast and tightens her right arm around her neck in a sleeper hold.
With tears gathering in her eyes and her mind addled by extreme pain and physical exhaustion, the sultry Korean is baffled at how to respond to the combination of pressure points being simultaneously applied by Aki. Her long, toned legs flail wildly and helplessly, serving no purpose other than to suck up precious energy and oxygen. Grace managed to get her right hand under Aki's arm, partially thwarting the choke hold's effectiveness, but her random clawing attempts with her left hand are far too feeble to provide relief, and are quickly abandoned with each sharper nipple twist. Aki grinds her thighs into Grace's tender flanks, squeezes her tender left nipple and ratchets up the pressure on the choke hold for a good five minutes.
"Get ready for the leash you Korean slut!"
This final insult enrages the Korean, stinging deeply. Grace musters her remaining strength and slams her elbows into Aki's ribs. Aki maintains the hold, using the fact that Grace disengaged her right hand to really press down on the Korean's windpipe.
"Give?"
Grace squeals out her painful submission with her last bit of strength before succumbing to either pain, oxygen depravation or a combination of the two.
"Give up...GIVE UP!!!!" Aki feels the Korean's stacked, sexy body go completely limp. A quick scratch of Grace's left nipple confirms Aki's dominance.
Aki squeals with joy, releasing her grip on the swollen tit. She rolls out from under the Korean who is now out cold, her eyes closed while spread eagled on the cold arena floor.
Aki struggles to her feet, then unzips the boots Grace stole from her friend Miko, one of the booth girls who ended up hogtied after attempting to assist Suki. She caresses the Asian hellcat's thigh and calf as she strips her of the right boot, then stands and yanks off the remaining boot.
Aki walks gingerly on wobbly legs, grabs some rope and calf ropes the Asian laying at her feet. Aki has also seen her share of Westerns. She looks down at Grace's lean body, admiring how she had tightly bound both of her wrists and both ankles together tightly.
She slaps Grace's tight ass, causing her bound victim to stir slightly. "I'll be back for you once I check on Kaori...don't go anywhere."
Aki smiles, admiring her helpless adversary, "Guess I made sure of that..."
The sultry Korean twitches and squirms weakly, then groans.
K
KAORI is flat on her belly, her body is throbbing with pain, and she is furious at herself for misjudging Euna. Euna crawls over to the prone Japanese enforcer and uses Kaori's silky hair to pull her head off the floor. She is then slams Kaori's face into the floor repeatedly, temporarily stunning her.
Euna grabs the Japanese vixen's powerful legs and places her in a Boston crab. Kaori's back is bent back at a sharp angle, and pain is shooting up her spine.
"Ready to give and join my little, obedient bitch Suki?"
"Never. I will never submit to you, you stupid Korean bimbo!"
Euna laughs, "Stubborn bitch. Oh well, my favorite part is breaking them." Kaori shrieks in pain as she is contorted into an excruciating position. Euna inquires five times if the Japanese will submit, and each time is rebuffed by Kaori.
Euna changes tactics, flipping Kaori onto her back. She then slams her foot onto Kaori's taut abs several times. Kaori gives her a cold stare, then suddenly sweeps Euna's legs. The two girls end up entwined on the ground, belly to belly, with Kaori's powerful legs wrapped around Euna's midsection.
"You miserable Japanese slut, let me go!"
Kaori sneers and tightens the hold, cinching in on the Korean's already sore belly. Euna is not concerned at first, but her complacence quickly turns to anxiety as the Japanese girl ratchets up the pressure. She has slso heard Grace's submission and expects it to soon be two on one.
She manages to get her hands under the Japanese girl's shiny bra and encircle her perky, but smaller, tits. Trying to get in Kaori's head, she comments through gritted teeth that the Japanese girl's breasts "MIGHT even be smallish c cups." Kaori responds by yanking off Euna's silver top so she is stripped down to a tiny latex bra made of crimson fabric that barely contains her d cups. Kaori strikes quickly, grabbing those larger breasts and giving them a brutal tug. "The bigger they are, the harder they cry..."
Euna is biting on her lower lip, wracked with pain from Kaori's legs and the punishment to her boobs. Finally the pain is too much for her and she releases her hold on Kaori's breasts, focusing on freeing her own tender orbs.
Kaori grins widely, sensing victory is near. Euna is desperate to escape, realizing her body cannot withstand much more punishment. Euna uses her free hands to roll on top of Kaori. Then she shoots her arms up and wraps her hands around Kaori's neck, choking her from her position atop the Japanese vixen. The move surprises the Japanese enforcer, whose eyes shoot wide open as her grip on Euna's breasts tightens frantically. Aki arrives ready to help, but Kaori waves off her offer of assistance.
"The bitch is mine!"
The ferocious she-cats release their holds and separate. Each is frustrated that she was not confident enough she would prevail. Euna, sensing she needs to create distance, runs to a nearby SUV and opens its back door. Kaori grabs her tight silver skirt, stripping the tight outfit from Euna and leaving her in her shiny red g-string. Euna kicks Kaori in the face, then scrambles into the back seat.
Kaori, enraged, follows the Korean booth girl and catches her leg, dragging her back towards the door. Euna clocks Kaori with on the forehead with her boot, but Kaori fights through the pain. The irony of Suki's boot being used against her mentor strikes Kaori.
Soon the girls are tussling in the tight quarters of the SUV's backseat. Kaori manages to roll on top of Euna and begins to pummel the Korean's face, chest and gut. Euna goes after Kaori's breasts, twisting them violently. She is making a joke about breast size when she feels a leather strap wrapping around her throat, beginning to tighten around it. The Korean beauty's eyes shoot open in terror. She slowly realizes that the Japanese girl has taken the seatbelt of the car and is choking out the Korean. Euna tightens her grip on Kaori's breasts, desperately squeezing and clawing at them as she kicks frantically with her legs.
"Give?" Kaori uses her free hand to twist Euna's tender and swollen nipple while choking her with the other.
Euna, realizing she is beaten, gurgles, "Give. Give up. Please stop!"
Kaori laughs, tightening the strap and squeezing even harder. "This is for Suki," hisses the enraged enforcer. Euna bucks and twitches, squirming to get free. Soon her eyes droop shut, her arms drop and Kaori feels her struggling body go completely limp. Kaori steps off Euna, slaps her massive rack, and sees no reaction. She shouts triumphantly, "Slut's out!" The employees in the Tokyo headquarters cheer wildly, congratulating Mr. Tanaka. The Japanese booth babes and their allies jump up and down and tell their support.
She then unzips the leather boots Euna is wearing and lovingly strips them off the defeated Asian girl. She whispers into the unconscious vixen's ear, "That's for Suki too."
Kaori then grabs Euna's long, sexy legs and yanks her out of the car and onto the hard floor. She jams her pointed boot toe into the Korean's sexy bellybutton and flexes. She then wraps a leash around her neck. Aki had dragged over Grace, who remains barely conscious and calf roped. She unties the still dazed and sobbing Korean and places a leash around her neck.
Suki suddenly emerges from the crowd. Kaori hands get back Suki's leather boots. "These are for you."
Kaori and Aki smile, each handing Suki a leash wrapped around the neck of a thoroughly broken Korean. "So are these," say Aki and Kaori simultaneously.
The three women bow respectfully.