Each wrapped their arms around the other as their bodies collided together, both struggling for control. Miley soon realized just how strong Rihanna was, she was getting the shit squeezed out of her and her grip on Rihanna was weakening. Rihanna lifted Miley off the floor and flung her against the wall. Oh fuck Miley thought as she slid down the wall landing on the floor. She wondered just what the hell she had gotten herself into. She had little time for thinking however; Rihanna was soon standing above her. She grabbed Miley by the hair and pulled her up off the floor. Rihanna was soon slapping the shit out of Miley while taunting her all the while. Phrases like stupid bitch, cxnt, skinny white ass & you thought that you could beat me filled the air as Rihanna kept beating on Miley. Rihanna reached up and ripped Miley’s bra off and started laughing at her little tits. Rihanna asked sarcastically, did you leave your tits home tonight? Miley knew that she was in deep trouble. Her mind was spinning, all the planning and preparation and now this, she was getting the shit beat out of her by this Barbados bitch and so far there was little she could do about it. Rihanna grab Miley by the arm and flung her across the room sending her crashing into the wall. Miley was on all fours trying to crawl away when she felt herself being pulled backwards as Rihanna had her hands on Mileys panties ripping them off of her ass. Rihanna grabbed a hairbrush off of her nightstand, grabbed Miley by the hair with one hand, and began spanking her ass with the hairbrush. Miley’s ass was on fire from the beating and she wondered how much more she could take. From out of nowhere the spanking stopped and suddenly she felt a two fingers being shoved inside her pussy. Miley screamed,” what the fuck are you doing”? Rihanna just laughed and said, this is just the beginning of a long night for you. You stupid little bitch, I’m going to wear that little pussy of yours out before this nights over. As much as she hated it, Miley soon found her pussy wet and her breathing getting harder. Damn she thought, this bitch is going to make me cum if I don’t escape. Miley finally felt Rihanna remove her fingers from her pussy and felt relieved that she hadn’t cummed at the hand of that bitch. That was short lived however as Miley felt what had to be the handle of the hairbrush being rammed into her tight pussy. Miley gasped as Rihanna pushed the whole length inside. Rihanna worked the handle faster and harder as Miley couldn’t mask her moans any longer. Rihanna taunting her all the while calling her a whore. Rihanna, sensing Mileys condition dropped her guard a little, she let go of Miley’s hair and grabbed Miley’s ass cheek, spreading them slightly to get a better view of the hairbrush moving in and out of Miley’s now dripping pussy. Miley thought that it was now or never, if she didn’t escape quickly she would soon be squirting her pussy juice everywhere. In an act of desperation she lunged forward, kicking her feet like a bull. In what could only be described as a miracle she caught Rihanna square on her tits with her feet, sending Rihanna tumbling backward. Miley quickly got to her feet, her pussy still hurting from the torture. It was now or never for her and she couldn’t decide weather she should continue to fight or try to escape. She knew that if she ran, Rihanna would eventually fined her recording devices and then she would be further humiliated when they hit the net. She couldn’t believe badly this night had been for her. She realized that in a fair fight that she was no match for Rihanna, so she quickly decided that she would have to fight dirty if she was going to have a chance of defeating Rihanna. Rihanna recovered quickly and the two adversaries once again found themselves standing across the room from each other. Miley couldn’t help but be jealous of Rihanna’s body. Damn she thought, she has great tits and plump ass, but I want to beat her badly and humiliate her. Rihanna smirked from across the room and asked, “How’s that little pussy feel, cxnt”? Wait until round two, you’re going pay for the shit you tried tonight. Miley knew that she had one shot to turn the tables and she knew what she had to do. She zeroed in on the softest part of Rihanna’s body, the most vulnerable spot, Rihanna’s pussy. She knew it would be an act of desperation, but that’s the only chance she had. Once again she rushed toward Rihanna. Rihanna did exactly what Miley had hoped she would, spread her legs slightly and opening her arms in anticipation of stopping Miley’s progress and getting her in another bear hug. Miley then did what she thought impossible, just before reaching Rihanna, she slowed just enough to allow her to get in one kick. She swung her leg as hard as she could toward Rihanna’s pussy. Her foot connected perfectly and she thought for sure that it lifted RIhanna off the floor. She saw a strange look come over Rihanna’s face, a look of disbelief as Rihanna fell to her knees in pain. Rihanna was withering in pain and whimpering like an injured animal, but Miley felt no sympathy at all, she wanted to go in for the kill. Miley quickly wrapped her legs around RIhanna’s neck and started squeezing with all she had. Rihanna’s head was spinning, wondering what the hell had just happened. How had this little cxnt managed to do this to me? Her pussy was on fire but she tried to fight back, knowing that she was in big trouble. She bucked as best she could trying to break Miley’s hold, but she soon found herself getting light headed from lack of oxygen. Miley sensing that Rihanna would soon be unconscious released her hold and jumped on top of Rihanna, landing her skinny ass on top of Rihanna’s tits. Miley jumped her ass up and down on Rihanna’s tits. It was now her time to taunt, saying those tits aren’t so great now are they, I’m going flatten them for you. To her horror, Miley started inching her pussy toward Rihanna’s face. Rihanna barley had the energy to whimper, please not that. Miley laughed, saying oh yes that and much more for you bitch. Miley felt euphoric as she planted her pussy on Rihanna’s mouth. Finally the tables had turned and she felt like her plan just might work. The last thing Rihanna remembered passing out was the look on Miley’s face and the taste of her pussy… To be continued.