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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: CherylManteo and Ivanna (Holly) Garner bang their hangers in the hangar

« Last post by Ivanna (Holly) Garner on Today at 05:17:50 AM »

The dirty dusty floor is clinging to our sweaty bodies as we violently roll over each other with one of your hands buried deep in my hair and one of my hands buried deep in your hair!!

"Fuck you bitch, Im enjoying the sound of my fist slamming up into your face, and even more so seeing you bleeding from your mouth and nose you bloody whore!!"

"Uuuuuuughhhh!!"

Our bodies slam hard into one of the old rusty tool boxes as youve managed to get on top of me with our rolls!! "CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!" my head slams down onto the floor followed by your fist slamming hard into my mouth, and with each punch, your blood drips down onto my massive breasts before I manage to swing my legs around, and slam my left foot hard into the toolbox to use it as leverage, and as right hand jerks you head hard off to the side and my left boot slams hard into the toolbox rolling us over away from the toolbox one rotation as I see blood now dripping down onto your fat cow udders "YOU FUCKING BITCH!!" my own mouth is bleeding as I begin slamming my left fist down straight into your mouth "BAM! BAM! BAM!" as I grind and mash my heavy hangers covered in blood from your mouth and nose, when I gring and smash down my huge breasts  onto your bloody fat cow tits!!  Yt

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Penthouse Pounding : Broken Promise Nicole vs Chelsea

« Last post by Nicole on Today at 05:15:54 AM »

Your panic is unmistakable now. I feel it in the way your body tightens beneath mine, in the rhythm of your breath as my weight settles and refuses to move. The floor is cold against my knees, solid and grounding, and I widen my base without thinking - hips low, legs tight, anchoring you in place.

This is the moment I recognize every time.
The moment the noise drops away and everything becomes simple.
I’ve always loved this part, not the hurting, not the spectacle, but the clarity. The honesty of it. When there’s no story left to tell yourself, no excuse to hide behind. Just pressure and will and the truth of who gives way first.

I feel you try to buck again. It goes nowhere.
I sink heavier, tightening my legs around yours, threading them deep and slowly spreading your legs apart so you can’t move. Each frustrated movement dies under me, smaller than the last. I don’t rush it. I don’t need to. Just moving you slowly, steadily toward the ultimate humiliation.

My chest presses into yours as I settle lower, the contact unavoidable now. I register the solid resistance of your body beneath me as something in the way that has to be controlled. Every breath you take lifts against me, shallow and panicked, and I stay heavy through it.

I slide my forearm back across your throat, just firm enough to keep your head pinned and turned, to make you stay exactly where you are. Your hands come up, clawing, unfocused now.

I strike again.

Short elbows. Precise. Deliberate.
I drive them into your ribs, your shoulder, wherever you open when you try to defend herself. I feel you recoil beneath me, feel your body folding inward, shrinking away from the pressure.

And then I look at your face.

Your eyes are wide now, glassy with effort and fear, darting for space that isn’t there. The confidence you walked in with is gone, stripped away by inches, by weight, by inevitability. This is the version of you I always knew was there underneath the anger and the speed.

This is why I love this.

Not because I’m stronger.

Because here, right here, nothing lies. I lean in closer, close enough to feel the heat of your skin, to hear the strained pull of her breath against my steady one. My arm tightens again, containing you, holding you exactly where you do not want to be.

I don’t shout. I don’t need to.

“This is what happens,” I say quietly, “when there’s nowhere left to run.”

You’re still conscious. Still hurting. Still fighting in the small ways you have left.

But the fight belongs to me now.

I feel it settle in my chest, the same calm I always do when effort turns into control, when resistance turns into inevitability. This is the part of myself I keep hidden from the rest of my life, the part that only wakes up in moments, in nights, like this.

I press my weight down harder and tighten my hold. If you want out of this, you’re going to have to give me something real…

I shift forward and rise just enough to slide my knees up, then settle squarely on you, my weight centered, now sitting and unavoidable on your belly and then sliding onto your chest and then your neck, my pussy now pressed firm against your chin. Looking down on you, my inner things alongside your head, squeezing tightly. Your breath catches under me, short and shallow now. I take your wrists and stretch your arms further above your head, pinning them flat to the floor. Every time you strain, I answer by dropping my weight harder, pressing you back down.

I lean in so you can’t look away.

Your eyes are wide, glassy with effort and fear, darting for an escape that isn’t there. The confidence you walked in with is gone, stripped away by inches, by weight, by inevitability.I am controlling every move you make…leaning down, I whisper, “this is the last moment you get to choose how this ends…tell me to stop….beg me to stop…”

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Celebrity Fights- Stories / Re: Jillian murray vs Lacey Chabert vs Rachael Stevens vs Sophia Bush

« Last post by Jimi on Today at 05:14:21 AM »

Hell yes! Love it. Lacey's fantastic tits getting battered is always fun. And great to see Sophia Bush involved. Her schooling Lacey was super hot. Underappreciated bust for sure! Great stuff, Interac!

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: lexibabe nyteshade {a reckoning}

« Last post by lexibabe on Today at 05:14:09 AM »

we chew on each other like a couple. of wild animals with a bone

tittering back and forth

feels her heel drive into the calve of my leg, my body shudders

I get my hair back in her dark mop and pull her head back, while trying to separate my shoulder from her  molars

pulling free I stop biting, her then try to slam a punch into her body, with what little energy I have left  yt

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Message Board Fights / Re: Erin Lee vs Lauren (Tatt Cat): Final Battle for the Bali Bungalow

« Last post by Lauren (Tatt Cat) on Today at 03:34:15 AM »

The sound and feel of my foot making violent contact is just so sweet to me, I have to savor the moment like the first slow sip of a fine French wine. Poshy likes to call me a “walking billboard” but my ink is mostly spiritual in nature and my tastes most def run higher than a bottle of Bintang beer.

I watch her hurtle backwards into the railing and sink to her knees … a familiar position for her, if you believe all the rumors. “Bet you weren’t expecting that, were you?” I say in a mocking tone, knowing that I drew first blood … or first BRUISE, if you wanna be literal about it.

Before I can take advantage of her being on her knees, she gets back up again and I brace myself for the attack I know is coming. But it doesn’t come. No. instead she slides over the railing and drops down onto the sand below. What the hell? I move to the rail and look down, my hands resting lightly on it.

“Running away, Erin? Already? I guess living like a poshy princess made you soft!”

Now she’s taking off her black n white ’kini bra and dropping it in the sand. WHAT THE HELL? And she’s beckoning me with a wiggling finger to join her down there in the sand. Well, you don’t have to beckon twice! And if you want to give your little girlz some fresh air, oh well, what the hell, that’s a-okay with me too!

I immediately untie my tiger print ’kini bra and drape it over the railing. Then I slide over the railing and drop down onto the sand, sticking the landing, a bit away from her. I straighten up, facing her, watching her with my arms up, ready for war. “Bring it, WANNABE Spice!”

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Live Action Clips / Re: Red heels

« Last post by Horny-Jew on Today at 02:52:40 AM »

I hate the comentators. All I want to hear is "Rip that blue dress off" or "Take those shoes off"

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Live Action Clips / Re: Underground fight

« Last post by Tiger80 on Today at 02:37:20 AM »

Excellent. Thanks

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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: The BGEF Presents Mean & Nasty Maxi Vs Nasty Nora in a Steel Ring!

« Last post by Asianinvasion on Today at 02:21:34 AM »

I will make Maxi cry like baby.

Palaam
Nasty Nora

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Celebrity Fights- Polls / Re: Sarah Brooke vs Nikki Darling catfight

« Last post by Flamingo on Today at 02:17:55 AM »

With few rules and no time limits Sarah would and will come out as winner, Don’t let her looks fool you the woman is a beast.

I just cant imagine nikki darling submitting

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: lexibabe nyteshade {a reckoning}

« Last post by Jei-Lynn (Yummy) on Today at 02:15:12 AM »

Hope Lexibabe take that bitch Nyteshade

She's a bitch but she's hot   

Two hot fighters, sure Nyteshade might be a bitch, but she is hot, Lexi’s post are smoking hot but Nyteshade’s might even be hotter.

I find it hot Nyteshade is fighting on unlike other women who run or disappear when the poll is not in her favour.

I love her desperate bite move, shit that sent me wild.

I agree with all your points. I just gave her my vote but it doesn't seem like it's going to he help her. Still Nyteshade is a bad ass! The girl can fight! Love her style and posts.