[kevan]

      "Aieeeeee"
       "Take this you little blonde bitch!"
       Pow...Wham....
       "Noooo-Eeeeeeikkkk!"
       One gorgeous blonde beauty tried frantically to escape and get away from the older woman's wrath.
       "DUCK!" someone yelled as the beautiful but ragingly angry paused her hot pursuit of the blonde just long enough to pick up a crystal vase of flowers and hurl it towards the blonde.
       Charlize darted out of the way as the glass shattered where her lovely head would have been just a nanosecond before.
        The gorgeous blonde kicked her heels off; stupid things elegant and expensive as they were were slowing her down and cramping her style.
        She hazarded a quick look backwards; Alas, angry fingers grabbed her hair. She was yanked off balance. She felt the front of her tight lovely evening gown rip. Excited onlookers gasped in pleasure as a most lovely perky breast was instantly exposed. (No bra needed?)
        "I'm gonna kill you, blondie!"
         The two women began slapping each other, pulling hair and exchanging punches.
         Backing up just a few minutes before the two lovelies were enjoying the packed party. A bevy of celebs, their friends (and enemies) were enjoying the sumptuous party at one of the biggest plushest mansions in Hollywood. Little did they know their party was going to be "Crashed". Crashed or shall we say disrupted "in a catfight kind of way", by some of the most popular Fetish Catfighters around. The likes of Christine Dupree, Lisa Comshaw (Tori Sinclair), Diana Knight, JC Marie, Emily Addison, Cali Logan, Tanya Danielle, Kymberly Jane, etc....(etc meaning "every terrific catfighter.")
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        "Get her Charlize-fight back...teach her a lesson!" Most seemed to be for Charlize; she was younger, in most eyes, prettier, and reputed to be a fantastic catfighter. Yes the other woman was bigger, to some, just as pretty, definitely bustier....Many in the lucky audience wanted the older woman to get taken down....perhaps it was just her fury and rage that was winning the battle.
        Screams, shouts, threats, cussing-it was a good show.
        "C'mon get her Kathie Lee-take that blonde bimbo down!"
        Whack...Slap....Whack....Slap....the two exchanged slaps. Vicious blistering backhands; Kathie Lee put her size and weight and anger behind each blow; she even deflected a few of Charlize's strikes.
         The blonde screamed and turned to run....she made it quite aways, even into the next room.
        "Hmmmm, looks like fun," the beautiful legendary catfighter said as she moved like lightning to the unexpected half topless "blonde candy."
         "Hi sweetie, wanna have some fun?" Christine Dupree shouted. She looked dazzlingly sensual in her low-cut cleavage revealing gown. A long slit it in the sides of the gown revealed an occasional flash of her long perfectly muscled sexy legs.
          She grabbed the stunned blonde by her hair, yanked her off balance, spun her around, latched onto the back of the gown and with one good strong pull ripped the gown clean from Charlize's lovely body.
       "Oh my, who is that broad?""
       "Don't know but she can fight-or well strip."
       Charlize and Christine were now exchanging fast and furious slaps. Her embarrassment from being stripped to her panties turned quickly to wrath. She now had nothing to lose, well not much anyway?!
        Screams, shouts, the sounds of a "catfighting earthquake or tornado" erupted all over the once peaceful party scene.
        Two young beauites were going at it, all claws bared. Emily Addison was having it out with Nikki Cox.
Both lovelies were slapping and punching the daylights out of each other. Nikki (by accident?) ripped Emily's blouse; Emily returned the favor with interest. A punch to Nikki's jaw; she shredded her blouse and actually broke one shoulder strap of her bra. They were now wrestling, rolling around on the floor.
         "Oh my that party crasher is getting hers!"
         "Yeah, those two are gonna tear her apart."
         Two against one; three beautiful redheads.
          Lisa Comshaw had singled out the lovely Julianne Moore; insults, a tossed drink. Julianne's chest was soaked with icy cold liquor; her skimpy gown became Lisa's first and primary target.
         "Need some help girl?"
          Susan Sarandon didn't wait for an answer; she jumped into the melee; socked Lisa in the lower back, grabbed a handful of that lustrous silky hair....Lisa stomped her heel into the top of Susan's foot, giving her some temporary relief; the key word being "temporary."
         Now seems like both Susan and Julianne were intent on relieving Lisa of her sexy clothing. Thread by thread.
           Whammmmm.
           Thunk.
           "Uhhhhhh-
       

[kevan]

    Charlize landed a good punch to Christine Dupree's jaw; the seasoned catfighter who enjoys even a little kickboxing barely grunted; the grabbed a double handful of her rival's blonde hair, yanked her head towards her, treated her to a mind-numbing disorienting head butt. Charlize's beautiful eyes rolled as her head exploded in pain.
     "Such perky little tits, mind if I have a feel?" Christine sneered as she grabbed the blonde's perky breasts and gave them a slow painful but ultra erotic squeeze; her thumbs pressed against the sensitive erect nipples, rubbing, teasing them.
     "Uhhhhhh,oooooh, ummmmm," Charlize involuntarily cooed.
     "Aha, sensitive tittie, ultrasensitive nips, huh blondie?" Christine teased.
      After a few moments of teasing the blondes breasts, Christine looked around at the drooling bystanders, both men and women. She snickered. This was such a turnon.
      Suddenly she jerked the dazed blondes head down and pressed her face into her impressive chest. As Charlize let out a muffled protest she enjoyed the vibrations. She shifted Charlize's head so her face pressed directly into a luscious firm breast.
       "Too bad you didn't rip and strip me-at least up front....Feel my nipple? Kiss it honey," Christine snapped. She felt Charlize's mouth and lips at her nipple that strained against the fabric of her gown.
       "Ya know, I'd love to have more fun with you, but that old broad Kathie Lee just came in; I can't stand her....so I'l bid you nighty nite for now!"
         Christine jerked Charlize's face away from her chest, slapped her hard, then fired a punch to her chin than snapped the blondes head back. Two beautiful glazed eyes rolled, pretty eyelashes fluttered and the luscious blonde fell backwards into the arms of both a man and a woman.
       "Looking for somebody lady?" Christine snapped as one angry Kathie Lee barreled towards her.
       "Where is she? I'm gonna teach her some manners," Kathie Lee snapped.
       "She took a break-How about you teach me some manners you big boobed old bat/"
        Kathie Lee swung and swung hard.
        "Whoooaaa-
         Whumpp...
         "Uhhhhhhhh."
          Ripppppppppppp-

[kevan]

    Kathie Lee swung such a hard punch it would have probably knocked Christine Dupree out; but she ducked, countered with a tight fist that slammed into her rival's belly, just above the belly button. Kathie Lee sucked air, then shrieked as Christine's knee slammed into her groin.
    "You don't stand a chance against me lady," Christine snarled. Kathie Lee was bent over moaning; Christine grabbed a handful of her hair, jerked her fully upright, then grabbed both straps of her rather low-cut dress.
      One good rip and only the strapless bra remained up top and out front.
      "Hmmmmm, nice rack-don't be shy-show everybody whacha got!" Christine fairly shouted as she tore Kathie Lee's bra clean off.
       "See everybody-I told ya-nice rack!"
       Her face beet red, Kathie Lee was embarrassed and angry; (and yes proud of knockers).
       She raised her arms and fists ready to box.
       Big mistake.
       Christine did the same and danced around, knocked the older woman silly.
       She grabbed Kathie Lee by the hair; wrestled her onto a table. Glasses, cups, everything flew like a mini hurricane hit. Christine felt her own sexy gown rip; spaghetti straps were no match for her rivals feminine anger.
       "Hmmmm, your're fightin' dirty too huh sweetie? Fine with me." Christine of course didn't mind her gown falling to her waist; No bra---just two luscious big beautiful breasts. She banged Kathie Lee's head on the table several times till she saw stars. Yanking her up she yanked the topless celeb towards her; one sexy and highly effective bear hug. As four breasts smashed together it soon appeared that Christine was winning; Kathie Lee was gasping for air as the seasoned catfight legend squeezed the air out of her; also Kathie Lee's famous nipples didn't seem to be winning the erotic territorial struggle with Christine's.
       "Please, oh please let me go," Kathie Lee pleaded.
       "Why of course my dear," Christine laughed.
       She released her gasping topless rival.
       "But first, I'm gonna knock some knockers, okay?" Christine taunted.
       Slap. Whap. Whaack. Christine was all over Kathie Lee, slapping, swatting, whacking her big beautiful breasts. A bit of nasty nipple pinching and twisting too. Kathie Lee finally broke free and ran away whimpering. But not before Christine shot out her luscious long leg and kicked her in the ass.
       "Oh it's you again." Kathie Lee recognized the voice as she ran into another room.
        It was Charlize. She gave Kathie Lee another lesson.

[Sandman13]

Wow - this might just be your best one yet, Kevan. Was the the end of the fights or are we just getting started?

[rappin]

Good start.  Other celeb that I hope are there include Sarah M Geller, Gillian Anderson, JLH, Lucy Liu, and Katie Couric.

[Sandman13]

If I could put in a request I'd like to see Teri Hatcher get a serious butt-kicking.

[kevan]

   "Get her!"
   "You go girl!"
    Half a dozen women along with their men cheered the sexy Nikki Cox and Emily Addison on as they went after each other tooth and nail. It seemed even at first, though Emily stripped Nikki down to her pantyhose and heels rather quickly. Nikki landed a few solid blows causing Emily to wince in pain. Emily didn't seem to mind at all when the angry redhead shredded her blouse leaving her in a sexy see through bra. (Wonder why?)
    "Pay her back Emily, pay her back-rip her bra off!" one man shouted excitedly.
    "How the hell do you know HER name?" his wife angrily snapped. (Totally unaware of his catfight fetish?!)
    "Never mind honey, step back and enjoy the fight," he said almost choking on his own drool as he watched Emily snap a punch to Nikki's chin; as the redheads head snapped upwards, Emily tore Nikki's bra clean off exposing those big luscious breasts.
     "Argggggh. Uhhhh. Nooooo," Nikki shrieked as Emily grabbed her rivals boobs, sunk her nails in deep, squeezed and twisted them.
     "Let goooo, pleaseeeee," Nikki bawled trying weakly to pry the catfight porn stars' talons from her "pride and joys."
      "Yeah, get her, twist her tits good!" It was the previously mentioned wife who had now joined with her incredibly lucky hubby. Seeing a rather interesting "fast and impressive development" she got the
"gotcha" of catfight excitement.
     Whumpph.
     Emily's lovely face blanched as one hard and fast knee smashed hard into her pubic mound.
    "Uhhhhhhh," Emily moaned in agony as she released Nikki's breasts. A wicked backhand almost took her head off.
      "Your turn sweetie-now YOU lose the bra!" Nikki ripped Emily's bra clean off and fired a punch directly into her bouncing left breast; third knuckle smashed Emily's erect nipple.
      As Emily dropped to her knees holding her wounded breast and groin, Nikki stepped back and gingerly cupped her own breasts that were covered with scratches.
      "Take her down now. It's now or never!" Emily screamed to herself in her mind. She wasn't gonna lose to this babe.
       She started to stand up, suddenly shot a leg out-kind of a catfight kind of leg sweep (a karate move); as the topless redhead went down, Emily pounced. Her tight short skirt slid high as she wrapped her sexy strong legs around Nikkis waist.A seasoned catfighter was at her best.
      "Uhhhhh-Oohhhhh, Please.....I can't breathe."
       The gorgeous redhead's pleas and full body writhing, those big boobs bouncing struggled for a few erotic moments before Emily clamped her hand and fingers over her mouth and nose.
       "Sweet dreams you big-boobed Carrot top!"
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        "Taking bets anyone?"
        "My money's on the mystery lady," one inebriated, excited bystander said as he watched the exciting "threeway" action between the lovely redheads.
        "Those are pretty bad odds," another noted.
         Julianne was firing shots to Lisa's belly as Susan held her; her blouse was ripped open revealing Lisa's overstuffed black lace bra. The sizzling busty redhaired catfighter was now sporting ripped and torn pantyhose, only one heel, incredibly messed up hair and smeared makeup. Though Lisa had treated Julianne to a flurry of slaps, and a couple of good shots to her boobs and ribs as well as a cold tossed drink to the face and chest, Julianne had "big and naughty" plans for Lisa a gal she did not even know.
      Susan was holding Lisa's arms, barely keeping her from breaking free. She couldn't wait to teach this crazy broad some "manners."
      "When she's done, youre mine, all mine," Susan warned.
      "And I'm gonna strip you naked too."  (Naughty, naughty Susan!")
      Two more fights had broken out as well as a sexy arm wrestling contest was being enjoyed.
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     (to be continued)

[kevan]

    "Nice moves. And hot, so very, very hot!" Cali Logan had been a silent bystander watching amongst the excited onlookers as Emily had tangled with Nikki. The fight had made Cali so hot she could hardly stand it. A tall brunette-quite older stood next to her. The older beauty had on a strapless evening gown that revealed ample cleavage and a bare upper back and shoulders. Her jet black shiny hair, milky white skin and-
     Cali bit her lip hard; how she wanted to get in a catfight. She wanted to take that lovely sophisticated older woman down; how easy and fun it would be to grab her hair, spin her around and give the man that was with her a most fun unexpected treat. But then, what if?
     Cali smiled as Emily walked away from poor Nikk; totally unaware that her friend Cali was there. Cali looked down at the motionless redhead. Nikki had a funny grin on her face. She moaned a bit. Cali noticed Nikki's nipples begin to stiffen. She moaned slightly.
     "Must be a nice steamy dream," Cali mused. "Perhaps a catfight dream."
     "Perhaps I should wake her up, give her comfort, or maybe "cop a feel?" Cali wondered. She giggled.
      Suddenly movement to her side. An inadvertent push.
     "Hey watch where you're goin'," Cali snapped. She looked straight over at the short absolutely gorgeous petite brunette.
      "Well, EX-Cussssssse me," Vanessa Hudgenns said sarcastically, rudely.
       Cali smiled. She was happy-in more ways than one.
       She looked the lovely snippy brunette over from head to toe. Tight low-cut dress, heels, and a beautiful expensive necklace. No bra-or a skimpy one, Cali surmised as she noted Vanessa's erect nipples.
      "Don't walk away from me you little bitch-stop, turn around and apologize for that rude push."
      Vanessa stopped, slowly turned. She took a sip of the cold wet bubbly in her glass. She'd had just a bit much to drink; her temper flared.
      "What the hell? I WILL NOT apologize to you!"
       "Apologize now or I'll rip your hair out!"
       "Go ahead-I dare you!"
        SPLASH.
        Cali felt the cold sticky bubbly splatter her face and neck.
        POW!

[kevan]

     Cali's bitchier-than-bitch slap sent Vanessa's lovely face into full painful distortion mode and she staggered backwards; her hand and fingers went instantly weak and the glass dropped to the floor shattering.
     "Aieeeeeee!" the ear-splitting shriek from the stunned brunette and the shattering of glass brought the two battler's instant attention. Both lovelies had their own following....Cali wore equally sexy threads; her skirt was very short, her blouse tight....the cold uninvited bubbly brought her already stiff nipples to full attention. The silky blouse left little to the imagination...funny how sexy champagne can be, right?!
     Angry long sexy fingers attacked and sunk into that dark lustrous hair making Cali's threat real-all to real and painful for Vanessa. Cali pulled Vanessa's hair hard, yanking her petite lovely body every which way, contorting it into most erotic positions (Cali was an expert at this tactic).
    "Uhhhh, Ooohhh, Umppfhh," Vanessa's moans and groans added sexiness to the one sided tussle.
    "Hey sweetie, your boobs are showing, too bad you can't stop and cover up more," Cali teased as she positioned her rival into a bent over position.
      INDEED.....the brunette's full beautiful breasts were bulging against her skimpy neckline. Suddenly Cali released her squirming, screaming rival; watched her stand up, spin around and take off....well two steps worth; Cali lunged, grabbed her by the hair, spun her around, slapped her; she reached out and grabbed the dress at the neckline, hooked her fingers in side and ripped down hard...
     An audible..."Ahhhh and Oh My," echoed through the onlookers.
    "Nice, nice, really nice tits!" Cali shouted as Vanessa's face turned red. Another hair pull, a couple of slaps, a shot to the belly and ribs. Cali grabbed the necklace and ripped it off. She spotted Emily who had heard the commotion and came over to look. Emily of course was cheering her friend on. Emily would always take something from her rival when she won. Usually a bra or a heel; She taught Cali to the same thing. Cali was feeling generous.
      As the "throw of victory" happened, Vanessa made a break for it again; this time Cali had to chase her across the room. The brunette was taken down and wrestled onto a table. She kicked wildly as Cali pulled and stripped the torn shredded dress clean off.
       "Ohhhh, I shouldn't have been so mean....let me show you some sweet tenderness. Emily had slipped over to the table. She pinned Vanessa's arms down; Vanessa squirmed as Cali gave her a slow deep kiss, caressed her beautiful breasts, teased her erect nipples.
      "That's it, show her how sorry you are," Emily snickered.
      "Kiss it, make it better."
      "Uhhhhhmmm, Nooooo, stop," Vanessa whimpered as Cali cupped her breasts, kissed and began to suck her conquests' nipples.
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       "Go, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO!"
       The shouts, whoops and hollers came from a room next door. The place was packing out quickly.
       "Oh, sorry you deserve much more tenderness, but we must go," Cali said staring into Vanessa's beautiful eyes. She knew that her rival was having just as much fun as she was. She winked at Emily.
       "Get her....you can do it....take her down-

[kevan]

     "We'd better hurry, I wanna see what's goin' on," Emily said as she grabbed Cali's hand and began to pull her forward. They were towards the end of the group of partiers trying to all squeeze through the door at one time.
      "Hurry, come on and see the action-it's the arm wrestlin' match of the century; Female arm wrestlin' that is....both women hot and perky and well, one is down right sexy," a big deep bass voice boomed. A rather hefty impromptu announcer stood just out of reach of the pushing shoving crowd.
     Shouting, cussing erupted right behind Emily and Cali; they turned to look.
     It was there friend.
     She looked mad as hell. Very sexy, but still mad as hell.
     "Get out of me you stupid little hooker," the older beautiful brunette shouted.
     "I'm no hooker you old broad; how dare you call me that!"
      Only a few of the pushing shoving crowd heeded to the threats, cussing, and startup catfight sounds. They were indeed the lucky ones.
      Paris Kennedy, (dressed in stockings, garters, an ultra sexy skirt and flimsy revealing blouse and heels) was up close and personal and in Teri Hatchers' face. Teri looked equally hot. Sexy dress, pantyhose, heels. She was in no mood to take any crap from a younger woman, let alone a young hussy.
     Teri blocked an incoming slap, drilled a fist into Paris' tight belly. In a flash the two were in a sexy test of strength. Teri strained to gain control; her gorgeous perfectly muscled legs pushed hard. Her young rival was strong and accomplished in the art of catfighting. She matched her moans and straining groans and gasps more out of show; Teri's seemed more genuine. Both were highly erotic.
     Several late arrivers came up behind the two as they struggled. The women in the small group seemed more excited about the catty conflict than the men. Emily and Cali cheered for Paris. Both liked Teri also.
     "C'mon Paris, kneel her down! Make her submit!"
      "Uhhhhhh-Oooooh-Umphhhh-
      "Argggggh-Aiiieeeeee!

[kevan]

   Paris shrieked as Teri suddenly kicked her driving her heel into the young hottie's shin. With a hard upper body twist she threw the younger woman off balance and brought her to the floor. In a flash the brunette's sexy legs wrapped around Paris's waist. Teri yanked at Paris' hair hard, grabbed the front of her blouse and tore it open as she squeezed her legs hard.
    "Uhhhh, Ohhhh," Paris moaned surprised at the older womans fast effective moves and her leg strength. She saw the flash of her rivals hand; fingers captured a bra cup and yanked hard.
     "Fight Paris, fight! Don't let her strip you!" Cali and Emily cheered.
     A couple onlookers cheered for Teri.
     Paris suddenly dug her sharp nails into the older womans upper leg muscle, then her calf muscle. Terri screamed, caught a backwards upward flying elbow in the throat and went week. Paris broke free, ignored the ripped bra that was now in Teri's left hand. She grabbed that lovely dark hair, jerked Teri to her feet, then began slapping the older babe silly.
     A couple well placed punches-to Teri's belly, ribs, and yes those "spectacular" breasts, and her face. The topless catfighter had her older rival punch drunk....she began ripping her dress and soon had it in tatters. To the delight of the lucky onlookers, Paris got behind her, cupped her bra-clad breasts and began squeezing and mauling them.
    "Argggggh, uh, let go, please, stop, somebody stop her," Teri bawled as she tried to pry Paris's determined claws from her breasts. Paris soon tired of this, gave Teri a hard shove, kicked her sexy pantyhose clad ass, unsnapped her bra and ripped it clean off all while Teri was trying frantically to escape. Cali caught the bra.
      Once. Twice and then one more punch staggered Teri. Paris bent down, removed a garter, then tackled Teri; she tied her hands behind her back, jerked her to her feet via her hair and then began to feel the older woman up. She even gave her a couple hard kisses; ran her open palms over Teri's belly and breasts. Two good hard nipple twists put Teri in an even more submissive mood.
    "Boring, she's had it-let's go find out what the excitement is in that room," Paris finally said. Cali and Emily joined her new quest after they gave Teri the once over too.
     Neither Cali, nor Emily nor Paris saw the lovely blonde waiting to move in when they left.
    "No, not you, please, untie me, Please-Charlize, please?!

[Sandman13]

Great ending! Loved the fight and the story. Thanks for posting.

[kevan]

"The End"--Just a quick note; that was probably the "end" of Teri-unless Charlize has a bit of fun with her.
The Saga will continue. A hot celeb vs Catfighter(s) sexy arm wrestling match; a "wonder-woman (women) battle; evening gown and sexy skirt and blouse fights, a dunk in the sauna/pool, etc.
Again, any feed back or suggestions for contenders is appreciated.
(Wait and see how your ideas might/will be incorporated into Catfight Fantasy Fun....

[kevan]

      "Oh my, Miss Terri, don't you look hot? Almost stripped naked in a catfight?" Charlize almost was giddy. She licked her lips in anticipation of a bit of naughtiness with the gorgeous brunette. It was yet another piece of "catfight dessert," at this wild, exciting party. She had enjoyed working Kathie Lee over-everything from slapping, pinching and twisting her lovely big breasts to spanking her ass; something the crowd enjoyed immensely; she replayed the fights she'd seen in her mind as she slowly walked towards Teri.
      The best? The triple crown brawl of the redheads. She'd never seen or met Lisa Comshaw (i.e. Torrie Sinclair) before. But she loved how this mysterious sexy busty redhaired spitfire worked Julianne Moore over. She kind of wished stupid but oh how sexy Susan Sarandon had not interfered. After all two against one wasn't exactly fair. But it was hot. Susan had come to Julianne's rescue by jumping Lisa, pulling her hair, pounding her in the back and back of the neck with her angry fists; she had thrown Lisa into a wall face first, jerked her around the room slamming her into furniture and a few lucky onlookers. Lisa got some good licks in but eventually was weakened with punches to her belly and breasts. Julianne recovered and grabbed Lisa from behind, holding her arms. Susan executed a nasty face claw then began to work over Lisa's big beautiful breasts, giving special nasty attention to the catfighters luscious thick'n' rock hard nipples...with her fingers of course, her mouth, tongue and yes those nasty pain inflicting pearly whites. (Only enough pain to make Lisa scream in agony; not enough "bite" for permanent damage, etc.
     "You are soooo hot lady; I think I'll have even more fun, okay sweetie?" Susan snickered wickedly as she slid an open hand over Lisa's belly, slowly downward into her short sexy skirt.
      "Ummmmm, Oooooh, stop this you crazy,Ummmmm, Bitch."
       Charlize almost lost it while watching this.
       "I'd loved to do her myself, she thought; but then she'd heard the sound of clothes ripping and heard Teri scream. She knew that scream. Julianne and Susan had Lisa down on the carpet, stripped to her panties ; Susan was feeling her crotch and sitting on her legs; Julianne was kneeling  on Lisa's arms spread above her head; she was leaning forward , squeezing her gorgeous captives breasts and pinching her nipples.
   "Make her cum, make her cum hard," Charlize moaned to herself as she reluctantly left.
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      "Now it's you and me, once again-this time it's for real," the tall sexy slender blonde said as she moved towards Teri.
      "Nooo, whacha gonna do to me?"

[kevan]

    "Any special requests?" the tall blonde laughed as she dropped down to stare into Teri's beautiful eyes. She relished having the beautiful brunette so helpless and vulnerable. She had long secretly wished for a real catfight with the brunette spitfire ever since filing the catfight scene "2 Days in the Valley." She knew she could defeat Teri-well she was Almost positive?
     "Anything except untying you sweetheart?" the blonde teased as she reached out her hand and ran her open palms over the whimpering brunette's breasts. She smiled as both of her rivals nipples stiffened instantly to her touch. She gave one hard nub a quick pinch.
      "Ouch-that hurt."
       "Don't like that huh? Well soooo sorry, but I kind of like it," the blonde snickered as she began to twist and pinch Terri's nips. She flicked her finger against the left love nub, then she began squeezing the luscious breast as she forcefully kissed the brunette. Soon the blonde was kissing her breasts, sucking her nipples and fingering her.
        "Always wanted to fight you-but this seems to be even more fun," she snickered.
        "Fight her lady-we want a fight not a kissoff!"   (Some people seemed to have a one-track mind = or so thought the blonde). It seemed like the women in the small group of onlookers for sure wanted a fight. Perhaps those wrist bindings should be loosened.
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       "Take this you stupid bitch!"
        Pow. Wham. Whack. Slap.
        One redhead was in BIG Trouble as she tried to get away from her furious angry attacker. Revenge could be so much fun....
        "Yeooouccchhhh!"