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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Sinthia vs Kathi - In front of everyone
« Last post by Little Bikini Momma on March 20, 2026, 01:23:03 PM »Come on Kathi! Don't let her bully you! Grab her face and throat back!
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General Discussion / Re: This site has gone down quite a bit!
« Last post by CoffeeMug on March 20, 2026, 12:23:58 PM »I agree 100% with JT and Drake8.
Writing is hard. Most don't even try. I appreciate those who try and publish their efforts here.
Thank you to all of the authors who have graced these pages through the last couple of decades.
I've just had an email from Martian Boy, who used to be a member and wrote some stories here. He no longer writes due to abuse he's received. He still looks at this site. He's looked at this thread, and told me it can take several days to write a story about a catfight.
Martian Boy's quote:- "When a person tells me about a fight they've watched, or in a couple of cases, they've been in a fight themselves, talking is one thing, but writing it down in a descriptive way, is far from easy. Some people who attempt to write about a fight, suddenly find out, the fight can be written down in a couple of sentences. Hardly riveting reading. Try describing the women's reactions when they are both pulling each other's hair. Try describing the way a woman is crying, when the fight is over. It's not easy. Well done to those who have even tried."
People have no idea how much effort it takes to write soemthing even halfway decent.
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Catfighting / Maria's naked Spa Hotel beatdown
« Last post by Magicman on March 20, 2026, 09:49:26 AM »MARIA'S NAKED SPA HOTEL BEATDOWN:
A Short Story:
We had decided to treat ourselves to a weekend Spa break to help my beautiful wife Maria recover from the trauma and humiliation she had suffered during the encounter with our new neighbour Dayna and her biker husband. It was not so much that she'd lost the tits competition against Dayna and had had to take the husband's cock half way down her throat that had upset her so badly. It was more the humiliation of having to let her gorgeous 36D boobs be felt, lifted and fondled by Dayna's husband, comparing them with his wife's, I had to admit larger more shapely breasts and with all Dayna's friends and house warming guests looking on and chanting that Dayna's tits were better...
Maria had been in floods of tears as her poor chest had been thoroughly humiliated.
Even her nipples and areola we had both always considered perfect, when it came to it had been obviously so much smaller and so much less well developed when compared against the other woman's. And with the bikers all shouting slights and insults, 'where have your nipples gone you slut...' it had taken the rest of that evening at home with lots of stroking caressing and nearly two full bottles of Prosseco for me to convince her that her breasts and figure were perfect after all.
Still, I had to admit that she had been soundly beaten, Dayna's tits really had seemed better, and now I had to console my wife. A two day spa break seemed the perfect answer....
The hotel was set deep in the rolling west country countryside. We had over indulged on the way down with an extended pub lunch stop, Maria was already a little tipsy and then had most of our welcome bottle of Prosseco whilst I sorted out our bags. We had paid for a room upgrade to a luxury first floor suite complete with a genuine and quite amazing oak four poster, full size sofa and roll top bath at the foot of the bed and our own private balcony.
Maria had got involved in some kind of disagreement as we arrived with two other women, which I assumed wrongly was resolved, although they did seem to have taken quite a lot of notice as we were collecting our room key, room 27 at the back of the hotel, one of only two rooms in that part of the building, reached by a single quite narrow staircase.
I had not paid much attention to the two women but thinking about it afterwards they were both really quite attractive.
A blonde girl and a darker haired brunette. The blonde was a couple of inches taller than Maria. She looked toned gym fit and quite tough. The dark haired girl, Macie we found out later from the hotel staff who was a regular at the hotel, was shorter and quite slight in comparison with a very much smaller bust possibly only a 32 A or maybe B cup though I couldn't tell her size properly under her tshirt top. Both wore their hair up but the blonde had hers in a French plait so I'm guessing it was quite long. I couldn't see how long the brunette's was but It certainly looked silky and well cared for. It turned me on straightaway, silky long dark hair always did. I wanted to undo it pull it loose and run my hands slowly all through it. They looked tough and physical and I remember thinking, a little guiltily, more than a match for Maria in her tipsy state and certainly if they were to double team her together.
I was thinking about this as we started to relax in our room and made inroads into the house wine. I knew my cock was getting twitchy at the thought of my wife
taking on the two women, maybe by the poolside or in our room, two against one and getting another beating. Maria must have read my thoughts.
"What do you think they would do to me babes, the tarts at reception, reckon I could take the blonde easily, and the others just a flat bitch..." then laughed over her wine but you want both of them at me at the same time babes...give me a good slapping.."
After nearly six years my wife knew what I liked, and now it was my turn to laugh
"who said anything about slapping babes, full face punches and kicks, or nothing...!!" all those black eyes and bruises"
"mmm.. well, we'll have to see
babes...they'll have to catch me on my own first..."
Maria smiled sweetly..."and you 'were' going down to check about the spa with reception weren't you...?"
"What and leave you having that bath on your own babes...and forgetting to close the door!!"
We finished the wine both still laughing at this thought
Of course I did go down to reception to ask about the spa treatments and to get us some complementary robes which should have been already provided. I left Maria sitting on the sofa at the foot of the four poster stretching out languidly and undoing her hair. She had undressed almost as soon as we arrived 'my bra's killing me, just need to get comfy babes' and was now completely naked, ready for us trying out the roll top bath together as soon as I came back up. She did close the door behind me but not fully and I could tell she hadn't turned the lock. 'don't be too long babes' and we kissed, Maria giving me a naughty smile "you never know what might happen..."
I was musing to myself about this as I walked down the stairs to find the reception desk. If the girls did find Maria on her own maybe she would need a full spa 'facial' to recover as well as a bath and massage treatment, or maybe her bruises would be so bad they'd refuse to see her at all! I was still enjoying this thought and smiling to myself when I almost collided with the two women coming out of the bar near reception.
They both seemed quite agitated, angry even which surprised me, particularly the smaller dark haired girl.
"where's that blonde bitch of yours babe, she's a fucking slut..." it was the brunette
I didn't know what they were talking about and had no idea what Maria had said to them when we were checking in, although thinking about it she had given them both a sideways look, maybe that had been enough. They were clearly now both upset with my wife, maybe fuelled by some late afternoon alcohol. "is the bitch up there..?"
It was the blonde looking across at the stairs to our suite I had just come down. "its up there babe room 27, I saw them getting the key.." the brunette again.
The blonde looked at me qustioningly and feeling very guilty and I have to admit more than a little excited too, I nodded 'yes' to the room number and glanced up at the staircase, adding rather unnecessarily "the left side" as there were two rooms on the landing though our room number was written plainly on the door.
Was my wife in the bath already having a soak or still sitting on the sofa naked and playing with her hair, maybe finishing off the Prosseco and in full view of the door.
I took a few steps away as both women started up the staircase, then stopped to listen. I heard our room door being pushed open and my wife's voice raised qustioningly from inside, then the door slammed shut and what I thought was the sound of a chair, there were several in the room, being scraped and wedged against the handle. I turned and walked on briskly to reception not wanting to hear anything else which would mean I would to have to go back. I knew I was going to take as long as possible sorting out the spa.
Maria told me later what had happened before I finally returned.
She had heard the women's voices at the bottom of the stairs but deliberately and quite riskily as they sounded angry, decided to ignore them, poured herself some more wine and went back to sit on the sofa knowing she was still completely naked and that they might come on up the stairs at any moment. She had tucked one leg half under her to get comfy, put her wine glass on the coffee table and began to play with her hair, thinking about running her bath when the room door was pushed violently open. Only then had she remembered she hadn't locked it and the two women were suddenly in the room with her. She had tried to remain calm made no attempt to cover herself and carried on stroking her hair.
'I thought they were enjoying looking at me babes..maybe we could have that threesome..'
The taller girl, the blonde had walked around the sofa to stand almost behind Maria. The friend 'she was tiny almost flat babes' had started to shout insults about my wife "big tits slut"
Think they were just trying to confuse me both together babes, as the blonde had then hit her hard from behind knocking her forward. It had hurt and Maria had put a hand up to her head to try to protect herself but It was the small brunette who now did the damage. She'd closed her hand in a fist and punched my wife hard, full in the face. Maria had been knocked back, and she'd felt half stunned, 'she hit very hard babe' and the girl had then hit her again straightaway, almost punching Maria onto the floor.
'she must have had something in her hand babes...I could barely take it, felt so dazed... she was really strong babes '
The blonde had dragged her backwards off the sofa by her hair. My wife had blood on her face from her nose or mouth and both women had then set on her together. Maria couldn't remember fully what had happened next, only that they were both punching kicking and slapping her relentlessly till she was half unconscious. She was dragged around by her hair, she knew some had been pulled out as we found large clumps on the floor later. The dark haired girl had started to strangle her with the cable from one of the bedside lights, she had deep red lines around her neck and throat for days afterwards. she had thought she had heard me outside the door and wondered why I hadn't come in to stop them, then she'd fainted for the first time....the rest was just a blur.....
I had taken my time down at the reception desk, talking to Peter a staff member who knew us as repeat customers, and it was probably a full twenty minutes or more before I made my way slowly back upstairs to our room. My stomach was already turning with excitement thinking about what was happening to my wife. I could hear the unmistakable sound of thumps and my wife groaning as I got closer. By the time I reached our landing I was hearing screams and voices, "kick the slut babe..." fucking kill her..." then more gasps and the unmistakable sound of my wife being hit. I nearly reached for the door handle but hesitated, I just wanted it to carry on only for a little longer I told myself and stopped. I stood there for a while struggling to stop myself playing with my now very thick cock inside my jeans when suddenly I realised it had gone quiet. No sound from my wife, had she fainted. I could just make out what I thought was running water and for a moment couldn't think why, then remembered the bath tub.
Now i could hear Maria again, she must have come round, and the women's excited voices. Then a different sound as if Maria was choking and gagging and the sound of water. I put my shoulder against the door and pushed. It moved 5 or 6inches opening a good sized gap enabling me to see through but then stuck firmly against the back of the chair wedged the other side and refused to open further. I could see fully into the room and the two women could plainly have seen me looking in.
They had Maria bent face down over the bathtub which was now full and were trying to hold her head underwater trying to drown her. My wife was desperately clawing at the sides of the bath to stop herself but with both women at her it was a loosing battle. She went under and they held her down pushing her head almost to the bottom of the bath. I could hear my wife gurgling underwater, her arms thrashing wildly as she tried to save herself. Were they really trying to drown her or just pretending, how far would they go, how long would they hold her down. I should have said something, but it was so exciting, my cock was now so hard it was hurting watching my wife struggling. I said nothing and began to count. How long could my wife hold her breath, 30 seconds, fory five, now it was nearly a full minute, fuck they were going to drown her. Maria's struggles were getting weaker, she dropped one hand, now she was holding with just one hand to the top of the bath and started to gurgle helplessly, she couldn't hold her breath any longer, I would have to somehow force the door. At last the brunette who was doing most of the holding twisted her hand in Maria's sopping hair and pulled my wife up by her roots, gasping and choking, trying desperately to breathe. Both women were now aware of me looking in through the part opened door and started to laugh. I had one hand firmly on my swollen cock pushed down the front of my jeans and it was obvious what I was doing. The brunette smiled and I just left my hand where it was, not caring she could see how excited I was watching what she was doing to my wife. She was very slim no more than a uk dress size 8 or even a small 6, a very kissable mouth and not much over five foot. Dark hair probably to her shoulders but tight back. Both women had pulled their tops off. The brunette in a black bikini with pink motifs looked as small chested as i remembered from the lobby but slim, toned and very sexy with a flat belly over skinny fit black jeans. I found myself fantasising about her nipples on her much smaller tits, how big were they, and wanting that bikini top to come completely off.
I realised she could see me admiring her, she said something to her friend and turned back to my wife. Maria was still being held over the bathtub, she was gasping and choking, spitting out bath water but still just able to breathe. It had been a close thing they had very nearly drowned her but now the brunette was smiling at me again indicating towards the bath and I found myself unconsciously nodding my approval back. I really didn't know how much more my wife could take but I had to let them do it again, it was turning me on so much and with Maria's back to the door I could just say I didn't know.
This time it was the brunette on her own holding my wife leaning over her, one hand in her hair the other on the back of Maria's neck forcing her under as far down as she could go. She was stronger than she looked the muscles on her back were tensing and flexing with the effort, she was really very hot and sexy.
She was being even more brutal to my wife now, knowing I was watching. I was almost too excited to even count but I knew it was longer than before and i still couldn't bring myself to stop her. Maria's gurgling stopped but it was another ten or 15 seconds before the bitch finally pulled her up. My wife was really finished now, she was coughing helplessly, both arms hanging limply inside the tub.The brunette pulled her out by her now hopelessly torn blonde hair and let her collapse in a heap onto the expensive wood block floor. Maria just lay there coughing and retching bath water. She couldn't move or even lift her head. Both women were talking and laughing again. The brunette undid her jeans and kicked them off, whilst my wife lay there groaning. She had a stunning little figure, her friend too, and they plainly hadn't finished. It was so exciting seeing this tiny sexy dark haired woman standing over my helpless wife, less than half her size and weight but still in complete control of her. My wife beaten naked and gasping helplessly at the smaller girl's feet. I was desperate now to pull my cock right out of my jeans
Maria had somehow got to her hands and knees but couldn't lift her head. She knew where the door to the room was and was trying blindly to crawl towards it, I don't think she knew I was standing there watching, but I didn't want her to escape, at least not yet. I wanted to see what else the brunette would do to her next.
"don't let the slut escape babe, her fella still wants to watch..." the blonde was screaming at her friend.
Maria had managed to crawl to the door or rather to the chair that was wedged under the handle still on her knees, and was trying weakly to pull it free. She was only a few feet from me "babes babes help babes...they're trying to drown me..."
but all I wanted to do was watch.
I put my hand on the door but didn't really even try to push it to help my wife. Maria was still too weak to put any real pressure on the door, she was still coughing badly. Her face was a mess from what had happened before I'd got back. Both eyes blackened, blood around her nose and mouth and her mascara and foundation running in dark streaks all down her face. Her gorgeous blonde hair carefully straightened for our holiday soaking wet and hanging in shreds all across her eyes and now the women were on her again.
Fuck it, the slim dark haired girl was just so sexy I could barely contain myself. I wanted to pull her bikini top off and see how tiny those tits really were....
Maria was trying to stand up now leant forward towards me clutching the door whispering horsely through the gap her face just inches away but I still couldn't reach her,
"their fucking killing me babes... "
The dark haired girl was almost on her now from behind, she was holding the empty Prosseco bottle she had picked up from the table in one hand, but I did nothing to warn my wife
"I just can't open the door babes..." my cock was still far too excited to even try though I knew she was going to hit Maria very hard...
I was wondering stupidly how much damage the bottle would do, would my wife be knocked out would it smash over her and Maria be cut...and how badly.
Fortunately, though I remember not thinking so at the time, the brunette was a good inch or more shorter than Maria and with my wife already leant forward against the door the edge of the bottle clipped Maria's shoulder first and only then hit the back of her head. It didn't break but Maria grunted with the impact, it was a very heavy bottle. She didn't fall, my wife was tough, but her eyes flickered towards me in shock then half rolled up in her head. I thought if she hits her again, she'll be finished and I won't be able to stop her. Both women were shouting wildly with excitement. The brunette let go of the bottle, and grabbed Maria's hair with both hands. She began to batter my wife's head against the door frame just inches away from where I was standing holding her hair. Maria's eyes were closed. Once, twice, three times. Her forehead was skinned raw and her legs collapsed. The brunette, 'Macie' the blonde was shouting her name, dragged my wife away from the door, both women laughing at her feeble efforts to escape, and threw her backwards onto the floor but still just in front of me. Maria was too dazed to get up maybe even just semi conscious. She was lying on her back her head rolling from side to side moaning. Her legs were splayed weakly apart showing her naked and gaping private parts, I wondered for a moment if she'd got herself excited as her vulva seemed almost wet and shiny, but maybe that was just the light.
The brunette was standing over her but turned her head to look at me, she was so hot and sexy I wanted that tiny black and pink bikini right off her. She smiled and clenched a fist over my wife. Feeling only a little guilty I smiled and again nodded my approval, my cock was bursting.
She took her time. Her friend hauled my wife half to her feet and held her with her legs sagging in front of the door. I wondered if Maria could see me as she didn't seem able to focus and could barely lift her head. I didn't care as my hands were now pushed blatantly down inside the front of my jeans. The brunette, Macie, began to face punch my helpless wife. She was using a mixture of slaps but then both her hands clamped together in full force punches, twisting Maria from side to side. Maria was grunting and gasping and I lost count but a dozen times at least, then Maria's head sagged limply, she was obviously finished and I thought they'd have to stop. The girl looked at me again, showing those narrow hips and tight toned belly and again I found myself nodding almost unconsciously. The blonde couldn't hold Maria's now dead weight and had let her slump forward onto her knees. She had seen me nodding to her friend and pulled my wife's head up by her hair. Maria was unconscious and completely out, but the blonde held her face up so the brunette could hit her some more. I counted five or six of those two handed punches with no noise at all from Maria just thumps knocking her head from side to side before the blonde lost her grip in Maria's hair and finally let her fall, one leg twisted underneath her. She lay still. The blonde bent over my wife, put an ear to her mouth and nose to listen, "yeah she is babe...just"
I thought they might try to revive her even a little, but the brunette just moved my wife's legs further apart nodded to her friend and kicked Maria hard between her legs, flattening her private parts. There was no sound at all from my wife and her body jerked. She did it again then turned to me, my hand was still down inside my jeans and now I didn't even try to hide it.
She came up very close to the door, whispered 'next time..' through the gap pushing her tongue out seductively towards me...'just you and me...'
They both got dressed back into their jeans and tops, pulled the chair away and the door open, and left, leaving me with my barely conscious trashed and naked wife.
The pictures are almost exactly how it happened....it took Maria two whole days to recover.
THE END
Magicman
A Short Story:
We had decided to treat ourselves to a weekend Spa break to help my beautiful wife Maria recover from the trauma and humiliation she had suffered during the encounter with our new neighbour Dayna and her biker husband. It was not so much that she'd lost the tits competition against Dayna and had had to take the husband's cock half way down her throat that had upset her so badly. It was more the humiliation of having to let her gorgeous 36D boobs be felt, lifted and fondled by Dayna's husband, comparing them with his wife's, I had to admit larger more shapely breasts and with all Dayna's friends and house warming guests looking on and chanting that Dayna's tits were better...
Maria had been in floods of tears as her poor chest had been thoroughly humiliated.
Even her nipples and areola we had both always considered perfect, when it came to it had been obviously so much smaller and so much less well developed when compared against the other woman's. And with the bikers all shouting slights and insults, 'where have your nipples gone you slut...' it had taken the rest of that evening at home with lots of stroking caressing and nearly two full bottles of Prosseco for me to convince her that her breasts and figure were perfect after all.
Still, I had to admit that she had been soundly beaten, Dayna's tits really had seemed better, and now I had to console my wife. A two day spa break seemed the perfect answer....
The hotel was set deep in the rolling west country countryside. We had over indulged on the way down with an extended pub lunch stop, Maria was already a little tipsy and then had most of our welcome bottle of Prosseco whilst I sorted out our bags. We had paid for a room upgrade to a luxury first floor suite complete with a genuine and quite amazing oak four poster, full size sofa and roll top bath at the foot of the bed and our own private balcony.
Maria had got involved in some kind of disagreement as we arrived with two other women, which I assumed wrongly was resolved, although they did seem to have taken quite a lot of notice as we were collecting our room key, room 27 at the back of the hotel, one of only two rooms in that part of the building, reached by a single quite narrow staircase.
I had not paid much attention to the two women but thinking about it afterwards they were both really quite attractive.
A blonde girl and a darker haired brunette. The blonde was a couple of inches taller than Maria. She looked toned gym fit and quite tough. The dark haired girl, Macie we found out later from the hotel staff who was a regular at the hotel, was shorter and quite slight in comparison with a very much smaller bust possibly only a 32 A or maybe B cup though I couldn't tell her size properly under her tshirt top. Both wore their hair up but the blonde had hers in a French plait so I'm guessing it was quite long. I couldn't see how long the brunette's was but It certainly looked silky and well cared for. It turned me on straightaway, silky long dark hair always did. I wanted to undo it pull it loose and run my hands slowly all through it. They looked tough and physical and I remember thinking, a little guiltily, more than a match for Maria in her tipsy state and certainly if they were to double team her together.
I was thinking about this as we started to relax in our room and made inroads into the house wine. I knew my cock was getting twitchy at the thought of my wife
taking on the two women, maybe by the poolside or in our room, two against one and getting another beating. Maria must have read my thoughts.
"What do you think they would do to me babes, the tarts at reception, reckon I could take the blonde easily, and the others just a flat bitch..." then laughed over her wine but you want both of them at me at the same time babes...give me a good slapping.."
After nearly six years my wife knew what I liked, and now it was my turn to laugh
"who said anything about slapping babes, full face punches and kicks, or nothing...!!" all those black eyes and bruises"
"mmm.. well, we'll have to see
babes...they'll have to catch me on my own first..."
Maria smiled sweetly..."and you 'were' going down to check about the spa with reception weren't you...?"
"What and leave you having that bath on your own babes...and forgetting to close the door!!"
We finished the wine both still laughing at this thought
Of course I did go down to reception to ask about the spa treatments and to get us some complementary robes which should have been already provided. I left Maria sitting on the sofa at the foot of the four poster stretching out languidly and undoing her hair. She had undressed almost as soon as we arrived 'my bra's killing me, just need to get comfy babes' and was now completely naked, ready for us trying out the roll top bath together as soon as I came back up. She did close the door behind me but not fully and I could tell she hadn't turned the lock. 'don't be too long babes' and we kissed, Maria giving me a naughty smile "you never know what might happen..."
I was musing to myself about this as I walked down the stairs to find the reception desk. If the girls did find Maria on her own maybe she would need a full spa 'facial' to recover as well as a bath and massage treatment, or maybe her bruises would be so bad they'd refuse to see her at all! I was still enjoying this thought and smiling to myself when I almost collided with the two women coming out of the bar near reception.
They both seemed quite agitated, angry even which surprised me, particularly the smaller dark haired girl.
"where's that blonde bitch of yours babe, she's a fucking slut..." it was the brunette
I didn't know what they were talking about and had no idea what Maria had said to them when we were checking in, although thinking about it she had given them both a sideways look, maybe that had been enough. They were clearly now both upset with my wife, maybe fuelled by some late afternoon alcohol. "is the bitch up there..?"
It was the blonde looking across at the stairs to our suite I had just come down. "its up there babe room 27, I saw them getting the key.." the brunette again.
The blonde looked at me qustioningly and feeling very guilty and I have to admit more than a little excited too, I nodded 'yes' to the room number and glanced up at the staircase, adding rather unnecessarily "the left side" as there were two rooms on the landing though our room number was written plainly on the door.
Was my wife in the bath already having a soak or still sitting on the sofa naked and playing with her hair, maybe finishing off the Prosseco and in full view of the door.
I took a few steps away as both women started up the staircase, then stopped to listen. I heard our room door being pushed open and my wife's voice raised qustioningly from inside, then the door slammed shut and what I thought was the sound of a chair, there were several in the room, being scraped and wedged against the handle. I turned and walked on briskly to reception not wanting to hear anything else which would mean I would to have to go back. I knew I was going to take as long as possible sorting out the spa.
Maria told me later what had happened before I finally returned.
She had heard the women's voices at the bottom of the stairs but deliberately and quite riskily as they sounded angry, decided to ignore them, poured herself some more wine and went back to sit on the sofa knowing she was still completely naked and that they might come on up the stairs at any moment. She had tucked one leg half under her to get comfy, put her wine glass on the coffee table and began to play with her hair, thinking about running her bath when the room door was pushed violently open. Only then had she remembered she hadn't locked it and the two women were suddenly in the room with her. She had tried to remain calm made no attempt to cover herself and carried on stroking her hair.
'I thought they were enjoying looking at me babes..maybe we could have that threesome..'
The taller girl, the blonde had walked around the sofa to stand almost behind Maria. The friend 'she was tiny almost flat babes' had started to shout insults about my wife "big tits slut"
Think they were just trying to confuse me both together babes, as the blonde had then hit her hard from behind knocking her forward. It had hurt and Maria had put a hand up to her head to try to protect herself but It was the small brunette who now did the damage. She'd closed her hand in a fist and punched my wife hard, full in the face. Maria had been knocked back, and she'd felt half stunned, 'she hit very hard babe' and the girl had then hit her again straightaway, almost punching Maria onto the floor.
'she must have had something in her hand babes...I could barely take it, felt so dazed... she was really strong babes '
The blonde had dragged her backwards off the sofa by her hair. My wife had blood on her face from her nose or mouth and both women had then set on her together. Maria couldn't remember fully what had happened next, only that they were both punching kicking and slapping her relentlessly till she was half unconscious. She was dragged around by her hair, she knew some had been pulled out as we found large clumps on the floor later. The dark haired girl had started to strangle her with the cable from one of the bedside lights, she had deep red lines around her neck and throat for days afterwards. she had thought she had heard me outside the door and wondered why I hadn't come in to stop them, then she'd fainted for the first time....the rest was just a blur.....
I had taken my time down at the reception desk, talking to Peter a staff member who knew us as repeat customers, and it was probably a full twenty minutes or more before I made my way slowly back upstairs to our room. My stomach was already turning with excitement thinking about what was happening to my wife. I could hear the unmistakable sound of thumps and my wife groaning as I got closer. By the time I reached our landing I was hearing screams and voices, "kick the slut babe..." fucking kill her..." then more gasps and the unmistakable sound of my wife being hit. I nearly reached for the door handle but hesitated, I just wanted it to carry on only for a little longer I told myself and stopped. I stood there for a while struggling to stop myself playing with my now very thick cock inside my jeans when suddenly I realised it had gone quiet. No sound from my wife, had she fainted. I could just make out what I thought was running water and for a moment couldn't think why, then remembered the bath tub.
Now i could hear Maria again, she must have come round, and the women's excited voices. Then a different sound as if Maria was choking and gagging and the sound of water. I put my shoulder against the door and pushed. It moved 5 or 6inches opening a good sized gap enabling me to see through but then stuck firmly against the back of the chair wedged the other side and refused to open further. I could see fully into the room and the two women could plainly have seen me looking in.
They had Maria bent face down over the bathtub which was now full and were trying to hold her head underwater trying to drown her. My wife was desperately clawing at the sides of the bath to stop herself but with both women at her it was a loosing battle. She went under and they held her down pushing her head almost to the bottom of the bath. I could hear my wife gurgling underwater, her arms thrashing wildly as she tried to save herself. Were they really trying to drown her or just pretending, how far would they go, how long would they hold her down. I should have said something, but it was so exciting, my cock was now so hard it was hurting watching my wife struggling. I said nothing and began to count. How long could my wife hold her breath, 30 seconds, fory five, now it was nearly a full minute, fuck they were going to drown her. Maria's struggles were getting weaker, she dropped one hand, now she was holding with just one hand to the top of the bath and started to gurgle helplessly, she couldn't hold her breath any longer, I would have to somehow force the door. At last the brunette who was doing most of the holding twisted her hand in Maria's sopping hair and pulled my wife up by her roots, gasping and choking, trying desperately to breathe. Both women were now aware of me looking in through the part opened door and started to laugh. I had one hand firmly on my swollen cock pushed down the front of my jeans and it was obvious what I was doing. The brunette smiled and I just left my hand where it was, not caring she could see how excited I was watching what she was doing to my wife. She was very slim no more than a uk dress size 8 or even a small 6, a very kissable mouth and not much over five foot. Dark hair probably to her shoulders but tight back. Both women had pulled their tops off. The brunette in a black bikini with pink motifs looked as small chested as i remembered from the lobby but slim, toned and very sexy with a flat belly over skinny fit black jeans. I found myself fantasising about her nipples on her much smaller tits, how big were they, and wanting that bikini top to come completely off.
I realised she could see me admiring her, she said something to her friend and turned back to my wife. Maria was still being held over the bathtub, she was gasping and choking, spitting out bath water but still just able to breathe. It had been a close thing they had very nearly drowned her but now the brunette was smiling at me again indicating towards the bath and I found myself unconsciously nodding my approval back. I really didn't know how much more my wife could take but I had to let them do it again, it was turning me on so much and with Maria's back to the door I could just say I didn't know.
This time it was the brunette on her own holding my wife leaning over her, one hand in her hair the other on the back of Maria's neck forcing her under as far down as she could go. She was stronger than she looked the muscles on her back were tensing and flexing with the effort, she was really very hot and sexy.
She was being even more brutal to my wife now, knowing I was watching. I was almost too excited to even count but I knew it was longer than before and i still couldn't bring myself to stop her. Maria's gurgling stopped but it was another ten or 15 seconds before the bitch finally pulled her up. My wife was really finished now, she was coughing helplessly, both arms hanging limply inside the tub.The brunette pulled her out by her now hopelessly torn blonde hair and let her collapse in a heap onto the expensive wood block floor. Maria just lay there coughing and retching bath water. She couldn't move or even lift her head. Both women were talking and laughing again. The brunette undid her jeans and kicked them off, whilst my wife lay there groaning. She had a stunning little figure, her friend too, and they plainly hadn't finished. It was so exciting seeing this tiny sexy dark haired woman standing over my helpless wife, less than half her size and weight but still in complete control of her. My wife beaten naked and gasping helplessly at the smaller girl's feet. I was desperate now to pull my cock right out of my jeans
Maria had somehow got to her hands and knees but couldn't lift her head. She knew where the door to the room was and was trying blindly to crawl towards it, I don't think she knew I was standing there watching, but I didn't want her to escape, at least not yet. I wanted to see what else the brunette would do to her next.
"don't let the slut escape babe, her fella still wants to watch..." the blonde was screaming at her friend.
Maria had managed to crawl to the door or rather to the chair that was wedged under the handle still on her knees, and was trying weakly to pull it free. She was only a few feet from me "babes babes help babes...they're trying to drown me..."
but all I wanted to do was watch.
I put my hand on the door but didn't really even try to push it to help my wife. Maria was still too weak to put any real pressure on the door, she was still coughing badly. Her face was a mess from what had happened before I'd got back. Both eyes blackened, blood around her nose and mouth and her mascara and foundation running in dark streaks all down her face. Her gorgeous blonde hair carefully straightened for our holiday soaking wet and hanging in shreds all across her eyes and now the women were on her again.
Fuck it, the slim dark haired girl was just so sexy I could barely contain myself. I wanted to pull her bikini top off and see how tiny those tits really were....
Maria was trying to stand up now leant forward towards me clutching the door whispering horsely through the gap her face just inches away but I still couldn't reach her,
"their fucking killing me babes... "
The dark haired girl was almost on her now from behind, she was holding the empty Prosseco bottle she had picked up from the table in one hand, but I did nothing to warn my wife
"I just can't open the door babes..." my cock was still far too excited to even try though I knew she was going to hit Maria very hard...
I was wondering stupidly how much damage the bottle would do, would my wife be knocked out would it smash over her and Maria be cut...and how badly.
Fortunately, though I remember not thinking so at the time, the brunette was a good inch or more shorter than Maria and with my wife already leant forward against the door the edge of the bottle clipped Maria's shoulder first and only then hit the back of her head. It didn't break but Maria grunted with the impact, it was a very heavy bottle. She didn't fall, my wife was tough, but her eyes flickered towards me in shock then half rolled up in her head. I thought if she hits her again, she'll be finished and I won't be able to stop her. Both women were shouting wildly with excitement. The brunette let go of the bottle, and grabbed Maria's hair with both hands. She began to batter my wife's head against the door frame just inches away from where I was standing holding her hair. Maria's eyes were closed. Once, twice, three times. Her forehead was skinned raw and her legs collapsed. The brunette, 'Macie' the blonde was shouting her name, dragged my wife away from the door, both women laughing at her feeble efforts to escape, and threw her backwards onto the floor but still just in front of me. Maria was too dazed to get up maybe even just semi conscious. She was lying on her back her head rolling from side to side moaning. Her legs were splayed weakly apart showing her naked and gaping private parts, I wondered for a moment if she'd got herself excited as her vulva seemed almost wet and shiny, but maybe that was just the light.
The brunette was standing over her but turned her head to look at me, she was so hot and sexy I wanted that tiny black and pink bikini right off her. She smiled and clenched a fist over my wife. Feeling only a little guilty I smiled and again nodded my approval, my cock was bursting.
She took her time. Her friend hauled my wife half to her feet and held her with her legs sagging in front of the door. I wondered if Maria could see me as she didn't seem able to focus and could barely lift her head. I didn't care as my hands were now pushed blatantly down inside the front of my jeans. The brunette, Macie, began to face punch my helpless wife. She was using a mixture of slaps but then both her hands clamped together in full force punches, twisting Maria from side to side. Maria was grunting and gasping and I lost count but a dozen times at least, then Maria's head sagged limply, she was obviously finished and I thought they'd have to stop. The girl looked at me again, showing those narrow hips and tight toned belly and again I found myself nodding almost unconsciously. The blonde couldn't hold Maria's now dead weight and had let her slump forward onto her knees. She had seen me nodding to her friend and pulled my wife's head up by her hair. Maria was unconscious and completely out, but the blonde held her face up so the brunette could hit her some more. I counted five or six of those two handed punches with no noise at all from Maria just thumps knocking her head from side to side before the blonde lost her grip in Maria's hair and finally let her fall, one leg twisted underneath her. She lay still. The blonde bent over my wife, put an ear to her mouth and nose to listen, "yeah she is babe...just"
I thought they might try to revive her even a little, but the brunette just moved my wife's legs further apart nodded to her friend and kicked Maria hard between her legs, flattening her private parts. There was no sound at all from my wife and her body jerked. She did it again then turned to me, my hand was still down inside my jeans and now I didn't even try to hide it.
She came up very close to the door, whispered 'next time..' through the gap pushing her tongue out seductively towards me...'just you and me...'
They both got dressed back into their jeans and tops, pulled the chair away and the door open, and left, leaving me with my barely conscious trashed and naked wife.
The pictures are almost exactly how it happened....it took Maria two whole days to recover.
THE END
Magicman
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Producer Announcements / MixedBattles.com - new mixed fighting gallery
« Last post by Stephanie Park on March 20, 2026, 09:31:45 AM »New #CFNM mixed #boxing gallery added to www.mixedbattles.com - free story and 420 Full HD pictures, welcome!
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Producer Announcements / RAIN0331 Ivy Rain vs Luna Sexfight Loser Gets Fucked
« Last post by MrRain on March 20, 2026, 06:33:44 AM »https://mrrainsexfights.com/videos/346-rain0331-ivy-rain-vs-luna-sexfight-loser-gets-fucked or https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/172817/32928157/rain0331-ivy-rain-vs-luna-sexfight-loser-gets-fucked-hd
At our Spanish event, Luna injured Ivy Rain, and then humiliated her in front of the live audience by making her cum multiple times.
Ivy immediately wanted her revenge, and when a fan sponsored an unscripted sexfight with loser gets fucked rules, she was incredibly happy.
These two sexfighters have insane chemistry and make each other very wet. Both women make the other cum using a combination of fingering, pussy licking and tribbing. They both get sweaty as they go hard neither wanting to suffer the indignity of taking the strap on from their rival.
But one will and gets pounded hard by the winner and made to cum even more times.
At our Spanish event, Luna injured Ivy Rain, and then humiliated her in front of the live audience by making her cum multiple times.
Ivy immediately wanted her revenge, and when a fan sponsored an unscripted sexfight with loser gets fucked rules, she was incredibly happy.
These two sexfighters have insane chemistry and make each other very wet. Both women make the other cum using a combination of fingering, pussy licking and tribbing. They both get sweaty as they go hard neither wanting to suffer the indignity of taking the strap on from their rival.
But one will and gets pounded hard by the winner and made to cum even more times.
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General Discussion about Catfights / Re: Mature ladies fighting each other
« Last post by colt 45 on March 20, 2026, 03:30:31 AM »Check Kontex of Festelle . THEY HAVE SOME
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General Discussion about Catfights / Re: Ann Casey
« Last post by colt 45 on March 20, 2026, 03:27:37 AM »Seen some on youtube but you have to look close. Saw one of her fighting Natasha in a tag team and one with Joyce grable
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General Discussion about Catfights / Re: Remember finding Catfight Material?
« Last post by colt 45 on March 20, 2026, 03:25:40 AM »Had a used book store in town which occasionally had catfight mags in the "adult" section. Older man never questioned me just took the money and put them in the bag. Bought the wrestling mags at the market or regular book store no problems. Think my Dad knew but Mom, doubt it. Match women in the Sears or Wards catalogues just for fun.
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General Discussion about Catfights / Re: Remember finding Catfight Material?
« Last post by Love Fem Wrestling on March 20, 2026, 03:03:42 AM »I'm sure that the younger folks who come here, don't even bother to read these threads. We're just a bunch of old guys reliving the days when we were young and really had to be resourceful to find catfight material.
For a teenage boy in the 1960's the only printed source was wrestling magazines such as Wrestling Revue and The Wrestler which were published monthly. Each issue featured one woman's match -- that's it. I usually purchased both mags and cut out the pages with the women's match. I compiled a scrapbook which I hid in my closet. Then one of the companies produced a one-time magazine entitled "Girl Wrestling." I purchased it with a money order that I bought from the Post Office and made sure to intercept the mail everyday until it arrived. Pulling that manila envelope out of the mailbox was better than Christmas. Then they produced Volume II, which I also purchased and kept hidden with Vol I and my scrapbook.
This pre-dates video or even 8mm film. So the only way to ever view a catfight was on TV or in a movie, and doing so required another set of skills. I would read through the weekly TV Guide looking for late-night movies that either I knew had a fight or one whose title was suggestive. I sacrificed a lot of ZZZ's watching some of those "promising" films, usually only to be disappointed. As far as TV shows went any fight that happened on a weekly series was simply a chance encounter. I remember "surprise fights" on Wagon Train, Gunsmoke, 77 Sunset Strip, Mission Impossible and Hondo, just to name a few. But by the late 60's weekly shows like, The Avengers, The Girl From UNCLE and Honey West offered fights with a greater frequency. Very few of these fights really matched up with anything in a full-length movie, but when you're starved for action, anything will do.
That's my story.
I can relate although I’m a tad bit younger. The 70’s & 80’s were similar, but female wrestling was getting a little more popular in the mainstream.
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Sinthia vs Kathi - In front of everyone
« Last post by Sinthia B on March 20, 2026, 02:00:18 AM »As I knock Kathi's slap attempt away quite effortlessly, she reaches out and grabs me by the hair with her left hand. Does Kathi really think that I'm going to be stopped by a little hair pull? This is not some schoolyard tussle between girls. I'm going to give Kathi a lesson in pain and humiliation.
Actually, her grabbing my hair just served to piss me off but good. As she grabs and pulls my hair like a childhood adolescent, I lunge into Kathi and grab her, half by the face and half by the throat. I squeeze my fingers together, really applying maximum pressure. She will learn the hard way that it is not a good idea to touch my hair.
https://videocdn.pollo.ai/web-cdn/pollo/production/cmlzctscb05ifek4ktq2elimj/ori/1773782555428-a8575088-33d0-45df-9c79-aa420d7aeec1.mp4
Actually, her grabbing my hair just served to piss me off but good. As she grabs and pulls my hair like a childhood adolescent, I lunge into Kathi and grab her, half by the face and half by the throat. I squeeze my fingers together, really applying maximum pressure. She will learn the hard way that it is not a good idea to touch my hair.
https://videocdn.pollo.ai/web-cdn/pollo/production/cmlzctscb05ifek4ktq2elimj/ori/1773782555428-a8575088-33d0-45df-9c79-aa420d7aeec1.mp4
