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Note: The end of the story will be determined by this poll. https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=119847.0

Ordinarily, Sara and Chloe might have been friends. Both were rather curvy, well endowed, mixed race girls from Britain who were inordinately proud of their (admittedly quite impressive) derrières. Both loved shopping and lounging around on the beach in tiny bikinis, drinking in the male (and sometimes female) gaze. Both were aspiring models who had come to LA from the UK to make their careers. And in sunny California, both had met X-Ray, one of LA's wealthiest and most famous rappers, and become his girlfriend.

It had been a fun game for X-Ray, fully enjoying the affections of both girls as they competed for him, smiling as the two rivals hatefully checked each other out at parties, regaling each one with tales of the other's sexual performance, knowing each would strive to outdo her rival in bed. And for both girls, the threesome had turned into a matter of spiteful obsession, with each one thinking of her rival and her rival's body almost as much as she thought of X-Ray.

Fun as it was, though, X-Ray was ready for the game to be over. The constant cattiness and bitching-not to mention the dual jewelry and trip budgets-were finally getting to be too much. Such were his thoughts when one day, X-Ray looked out at both his girlfriends, lounging by his pool. They were wearing tiny string bikinis-Sara's pink, Chloe's black-and had picked out chairs right next to each other (the better, each one had told herself, to disrupt her rival's view of X-Ray). And now, they seemingly struggled to tear their gaze away from each other, each girl glancing up at X-Ray, admiring his physique for a bit, only to turn her attention back to her rival. Both girl's eyes roamed over each other's bodies, filled with equal parts lust and hate. And, looking at the show, an idea popped into X-Ray's head. The rapper sent a few quick text messages to his personal assistant, and within an hour, even as both his girlfriends sipped martinis, tanned, and glared at one another, X-Ray was holding a small, but highly expensive package. Grinning, he called both girls over to his table.

"I have something for both of you." he said. "Or rather, something for one of you." He reached into the bag he was holding, pulled out a black jewelry box, and opened it. It was a golden wedding band, with a truly massive diamond. Both girls gasped in awe, then both looked at each other and back at X-Ray before simultaneously blurting out the same question: "Which one of us is it for?"

"Ahh," said X-Ray, "but that is what the two of you get to decide this afternoon."
"What the hell do you mean by that?" said Sara angrily.
"I mean," said X-Ray, "that you girls are going to have a little contest. A...sexual contest."
Immediately, both girls drew a sharp intake of breath. X-Ray's words were like a jolt of electricity to each girl's pussy, and each girl immediately felt herself get wet under her tiny bikini bottom.
"Just what kind of contest?" asked Chloe?
"Its called a sexfight." said X-Ray. "Both of you will kiss, make out, and have sex with each other. The first girl to make her opponent cum twice wins and gets to put this ring on and walk down the isle with me. The loser gets thrown out of here and can never contact me again."

Both girls sat silently, for a few minutes, processing the news. Each girl felt a heat rising between her legs at the thought of finally proving herself better, of finally having X-Ray and his divine cock all to herself and exiling her rival forever. Finally, Sara spoke.
"What, me have sex with this bitch?! I mean, I don't see why you're bothering anyway, I'm so much better than her it isn't even-" Chloe's hand went straight for Sara's face, but X-Ray reached across the table and grabbed it in midair. "None of that, ladies." He said with a laugh. "I take it both you girls accept?"

"Hmm," said Chloe. "I think there need to be more stakes in this. How about...winner punishes the loser. With that massive strapon in the window of the sex shop two blocks over."

"What, the one as thick as my arm?" said Sara laughing. "Yeah, I'll so enjoy fucking you with it before I throw you out. In all three holes."

"Well, sounds like its settled then." said X-Ray. "I'll send my personal assistant to go get the strapon, and meanwhile, you girls enjoy your martinis. We meet in my sunroom in one hour."

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I’m liking the sound of this but the consequences seem a bit harsh. I hope X-Ray changes his mind out of sympathy for the loser.

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An hour later, Chloe and Sarah stood in X-Ray's sunroom, eyes locked, each seemingly daring the other to move or say something first. Both girls breathed sharply, their hearts pounding and pussies already soaked as they thought about the impending contest and its consequences. Each was determined to claim X-Ray for herself, and their minds were filled with equal parts determination, anticipation, and nervousness. Finally, Chloe stepped forward, followed an instant later by Sarah. Slowly, one step at a time, the two girls advanced towards one another, until their breasts just touched, each girl's nipples lightly rubbing into the other through the fabric of their tiny string bikinis. The erotic contact sent jolts of electricity through both girl's bodies.

For a minute, the girl's eyes remained locked-and then, Sarah raised her arms and embraced Chloe, a move Chloe instantly reciprocated. The two girls quickly pulled each other into a tight hug, their breasts mashing together, each girl's pussy somehow becoming even more moist as she felt her sexual rival's skin pressed into her own. But still the two girls stared at  each other, challenge and defiance in their locked eyes, noses almost touching, both again daring the other to lean in for a kiss. And then, Chloe did, craning her neck as she moved her head forward, lips ready. Sarah did the same and both girl's eyes closed as their lips touched as their tongues did erotic battle in their mouths. Both girl's pussies were soaked now, their bodies enjoying the sensation-"Fuck, this girl is a good kisser!" was the though that went through each girl's heads before each redoubled the battle of tongues, hating her rival for the way her own body responded to her. An instant later, as the kissing dual continued, Sarah's hands, holding Chloe's back, found the two ties holding Chloe's bikini top on. First one knot, then the other, was deftly undone, and even as Chloe quickly untied Sarah's pink bikini top in response, Sarah broke the kiss and and opened her eyes and looked first at her rival, then at X-Ray with a brief gleam of triumph as both girls threw their untied bikinis to the floor.

Immediately, Chloe moved her hand down, to Sarah's waist, and untied her bikini bottoms. But even as the knot loosened, Sarah was doing the same, and the two girl's bottoms fell to the floor almost at once. And then, Sarah moved her finger from Chloe's waist and slowly, teasingly, circled Chloe's pussy. Chloe immediately began doing the same, and months of sexual rivalry, anticipation and need finally built up in both girls to almost unbreable levels. It was all either could to stop herself from thrusting her pussy forward and humping the other girl's hand. For another minute the sexual tension built, and then Chloe moved her finger across Sarah's pussy, lightly brushing her lips and clit. Sarah shuddered, and Chloe smirked. "Soaked already?" Chloe's voice was breathy. "Can't get enough of-" Sarah shoved a finger straight into Chloe's pussy, going all the way in and hitting her g-spot, and Chloe's taunt instantly turned into a moan as her body jolted. Chloe moaned more as Sarah's finger was joined by a second one, which worked their way back and forth over Chloe's g-spot. But, even as her body writhed in pleasure, Chloe shoved her own finger deep inside Sarah, and was rewarded with her own jolt and moan. Chloe inserted another finger and was rewarded with another moan, and then another as she pressed her thumb down on Sarah's clit and began, slowly, moving it back and forth. But Sarah immediately matched this move, and it was Chloe's turn to moan as Sarah's thumb on her clit sent jolts of pleasure through her whole body.

The girl's breathed heavily as they worked each other's pussies. Their eyes were locked and, after their initial moans, both regained control and remained utterly silent. Each girl could feel her rival's eyes boring into her own-but the eye contact had become another power game, and for the next few minutes neither girl broke it. Each one furiously pleasured her rival while she struggled to hold back the massive orgasm building between her own legs. Until finally, the tension and struggle to hold in her climax became too much for Chloe. Her eyes closed, her body went rigid and she threw back her head. Sarah, eyes dancing with victory, leaned in and made a trail of little kisses across the now exposed nape of Chloe's neck. Each one was a little explosion of pleasure for Chloe, and finally, on the fourth one, Chloe lost all self control. A little squeal of pleasure-defeaning in the silent room-escaped her lips, her body shuddered and convulsed, and Chloe yelled, "Oh, fuck!" as she came, a torrent of pussy juice squirting into Sarah's hand.

But Sarah was on her last shred of self-control too, and the elation of victory was too much. Like Chloe before her, she closed her eyes and threw back her head, and then her body convulsed as a massive orgasm tore through her. "Oh, fuck, YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!", yelled Sarah, and then both girls pulled their fingers out of one another.

"A screamer, I see?" said Chloe with a taunt. "It will be so satisfying to hear you yell my name when I win."
"'When I win?' says Little Miss Came First. No self control at all. Must be so sad." Sarah's voice was positively mirthful.
"And it took you, what, one milisecond to cum after me. Next round...I'll make sure you aren't so lucky."

"Haha, ladies," said X-Ray, who had been silently watching. "I've got a little treat I ordered just for this contest." He held out a double-ended dildo, and immediately both girls breathed in sharply. It would be a final test of sexual prowess, of whose bodies and kegal muscles were better, of who could best handle a cock. The girl's hearts beat faster in anticipation.

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Chloe and Sarah slowly walked up to X-Ray, each one grabbing the double dildo with one hand. Chloe, eyes glowing with lust and defiance, leaned forward and planted a kiss on the silicone cock, one eye cocked at X-Ray to remind him of the numerous times she'd passionately kissed his manhood. Sara immediately did the same, and both girls wantonly licked the entire length of the dildo, their eyes locked in a glare of challenge as their tongues worked the plastic toy. Then Sara took the cock and a bottle of lube from X-Ray, walked to the center of the room, and sank down the floor. Slowly, deliberately, Sara lubed the double dildo as Chloe sat beside her-then Sara spread her legs and inserted the toy, giving a brief gasp as it slid inside her. Then Chloe spread her legs, scooted up to Sara, and slowly sank down onto the other end of the double dildo. And then, the two girls began to thrust.

It was all out sexual war as both girls fucked each other, the rhythmic slapping of their bodies echoing throughout the room. At first they hatefully trash talked one another, filling the room with snarled insults and taunts. But as the minutes passed by, the taunts were interrupted with moans on both sides as a massive beast of an orgasm began to build in both girls. But both girls held it down, each one forcing herself to think of X-Ray's divine cock, and the massive wealth and fame that would come from being the wife of a celebrity rapper. And X-Ray watched, looking down at his two girlfriends, seeing which one would be able to control her own pleasure for his sake, and which one would fail this last test of loyalty.

By about 20 minutes in, even the moans had fallen silent. Both girls had long since closed their eyes as they struggled not to cum, but both were still thrusting like madwomen, knowing the prize they fought for could only be a few minutes away. And then, Chloe's body went rigid, she threw her head back, and one little involuntarily squeal of pleasure escaped her lips. "No, no, no, no....", Chloe's voice was begging, pleading, but Sara only fucked harder.

"No, no, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Oh FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK!", Chloe's body shuddered and convulsed as her pussy clenched down on the silicone dick. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" she yelled again as she convulsed on the floor. The elation of victory surged though Sara's body. and she felt the final shreds of her own control beginning to go away. But cumming for somebody else, at the moment she had finally secured her man, would not do. And so Sara somehow willed herself to pull the blessed toy out of her pussy, her pleasure being replaced with need and emptiness as it left. Sara crawled over Chloe and laid down atop her defeated rival, pinning her to the floor. Then she looked at her new fiance and his rock hard cock with desperate eyes. "X-Ray", Sara said, her voice pleading, "please."

And X-Ray answered, dropping his pants and striding over to kneel behind his new fiance. Sara gasped as his massive, fleshy cock filled her, warmer and more inviting than the toy, then moaned and writhed as he fucked her. Within a minute, both came, screaming, and Chloe began to sob as her now-ex boyfriend unleashed a massive load into her hated rival just inches from her own pussy.

Slowly, Sara recovered from her massive orgasm and got up. X-Ray stumbled back to his chair. Chloe lay on the floor, crying. Beside her new man, Sara noticed a bag with part of a dildo harness sticking out-the prize the Chloe had asked X-Ray to get earlier in the afternoon. Still shaking off the effects of her truly earth-shattering climax, Sara strode over to it and pulled out a truly massive strapon, seemingly almost as thick as her arm. She smilled as she turned to Chloe. "You were gonna fuck me in the ass with this if you won, weren't you?"

"Yes." said Chloe meekly.

"Hmm," said Sara, "I bet you'd like one last taste of my boyfriend's spunk before I throw you out, wouldn't you?"

"Yes," said Chloe hopefully, but inside she was apprehensive-whatever Sara had planned wasn't going to be good for her.

Sara lubed the strapon, then slowly, carefully inserted it into her pussy. The girth of it stretched her to her very limit and made her gasp and moan, and she only got it about halfway in before pulling it back out, now covered in a mixture of X-Ray's cum and Sara's juices. Quickly, Sara donned the strapon and tightened the harness, then walked over to Chloe, grabbed a handful of Chloe's hair, and roughly pulled her defeated foe up to waist level. "Suck it", she barked, her voice hard.

Reluctantly, with tears in her eyes, Chloe leaned forward and began to kiss the length of Sara's strapon, lathering it with her tongue, tasting the hateful mix of Sara and X-Ray as she did so. "Show some fucking enthusiasm, bitch!" ordered Sara. "I thought you liked huge cock!" Chloe put the tip of the dildo in her mouth and sucked harder. Sara let her continue for a few minutes, then grabbed two handfulls of Chloe's hair and shoved the cock down her throat. "Like this, you stupid bitch!" yelled Sara in an exasperated voice as she face-fucked Chloe. Sarah continued for another few minutes, till Chloe gagged and her lungs burned from lack of air-then finally, she pulled strapon out of Chloe's mouth before pulling Chloe up to a standing position by her hair and throwing her against one of the room's walls. "One hole down!", said Sara triumphantly. "Now time for hole number two!" And with that, she shoved the strapon into Chloe's pussy.

Sara fucked Chloe with the strapon like a woman possessed, and Chloe writhed and moaned as the pleasure coursed through her. Within an instant, she was furiously rubbing her clit with one hand as Sara's strapon filled her up to her belly. Within no time at all, another climax began to build up in Chloe, whose rational mind fled as Sara's fucking consumed the entirety of her being. Chloe's body went rigid, her mouth opened into a perfect o-and just then, Sara abruptly pulled the strapon out and grabbed both of Chloe's hands, pinning Chloe to the wall with her body as she held Chloe's hands away from her pussy.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" screamed Chloe as her pussy clenched on nothing. A sobbing, devastated Chloe turned to see Sara cackling with mirth. "Sara, YOU FUCKING BITCH! LET ME CUM, PLEASE!"

"Losers don't get to cum with their pussy!" said Sarah, still cackling. "Losers get to cum...from the ass." Chloe looked down at Sara's oversized strapon, gulping with nervous dread as she imagined it stretching out her asshole. But her need was too great. "Please, Sara, fuck my ass, please."

Slowly, Sara pushed the strapon into Chloe's ass. Chloe shuddered and whimpered. "Oh my God, fuck! It's so big! Fuck!" Sara couldn't tell whether there was more pleasure or pain in Chloe's voice. Ignoring it, she pushed the strapon into Chloe all the way to the hilt-and then she began to thrust. Chloe screamed, then went silent, her mouth fixed wide open as Sara ruthlessly fucked her ass. In another minute though, as she got used to the fucking, Chloe took her hand and put two fingers into her pussy and her thumb on her clit. Wave after wave of pain and pleasure washed over Chloe. "Oh my God, it hurts so fucking good!", she yelled.

"Hmm...wanna cum this time?", said Sara as she continued her fucking.

"YES!" yelled Chloe.

"Then repeat after me: Sara is a fucking goddess of sex." Somehow, Sara's hard, commanding voice was absolutely intoxicating to Chloe.

"Sara is a fucking goddess of sex!" yelled Chloe.

"Keep repeating," commanded Sara, "Sara fucks X-Ray so much better than I do, and I don't deserve him at all."

Tears welled in Chloe's eyes, and her mouth would not move.

"Say it!" yelled Sara. "Or I throw you out of here with a ruined orgasm!"

"Sara fucks X-Ray so much better than I do, and I don't deserve him at all!"

"Good little bitch. Now fucking cum!" Sara thrusted even harder after the last command.

"Fuck, fuck, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" screamed Chloe as she came.

Slowly, Sara pulled out of Chloe, then gave her a few minutes to recover. As Chloe finally stumbled away from the wall, Sara looked at her, eyes hard. "Now get the fuck out of here and don't come back!"

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About a year later, Chloe was scrolling through her phone, perusing celebrity gossip headlines, when one caught Chloe's eye.

"X-Ray's Ex Starts BDSM Dungeon!" Next to it was a picture of Sara in a leather outfit, holding a whip. Chloe's breath caught in her throat.

Quickly, Chloe read through the article. It seemed that, six months into their marriage, Sara had come home early to catch X-Ray having an orgy with five female groupies. Naturally, she'd hidden in a corner, whipped out her phone, and gotten a good, clear video of the proceedings to show to a divorce court. Now Sara was single, and she'd taken seven million of X-Ray's fortune with her-and supplemented it by opening a BDSM establishment in Nevada, where men and some women paid her a small fortune to whip and torment them. Chloe spent all afternoon digesting the news, and then-a plan began to form. Whether it had first come from within her head or between her legs Chloe couldn't tell, but the idea would not leave her, and the next day, Chloe made a phone call.

Sara sat in a booth at an Italian restaurant in the Bellagio resort in Las Vegas, fidgeting impatiently. A few days ago, she'd been emailed by a man named "Mark", who refused to give his picture or much information about himself, but seemed to desperately want a BDSM session with Sara. Ordinarily this would have been a non-starter, but "Mark" had offered to meet in a public place, and pay her a cool $5000 plus meal and room for the first conversation. It was an offer Sara couldn't turn down, yet she waited nervously, wondering just what was in store for her next. Then a person entered the room, a person Sara recognized in an instant, and walked quickly toward Sara. Sara stared wordlessly at the newcomer, mouth open in shock.

Chloe strode towards Sara's booth, holding a binder with a rather interesting legal contract in her hand. Her lawyer had gasped and shook his head when Chloe explained what she wanted, and it had taken a good, long blowjob under the man's desk to convince him to draft it anyway. In its final form, the contract was an agreement between two people, a "mistress" and a "servant". The "servant" would turn over all of her wealth and property to the mistress, and furthermore give the mistress a perpetual right to any income she might make for the rest of her life. In addition, the "servant" agreed to follow any directions the "mistress" would give, without hesitation, and submit to any punishment the mistress might decide on.

In effect, the "servant" would be the mistress's slave. But for now, the names of the servant and the mistress were blank.

Chloe sat down at the booth opposite an astonished Sara. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Chloe laid the contract on the table, let Sara peruse it, and then laid down her challenge. Sara slowly sat the contract down and then looked at Chloe.

"I always knew you'd never get over me.", said Sara with a triumphant grin. "Prepare for your life of slavery."

"Confident, are we?" said Chloe with her own haughty smirk. "Thoroughly breaking you in your own dungeon will be the most pleasant experience of my life."

"You have such a mouth on you," laughed Sara. "Deep down inside, you're just dying to feel my strapon up your ass again."

"I'll made you pay for every haughty word, you stuck up bitch," Chloe's voice was low, angry, and Sara could tell she'd hit a nerve. "But enough trash talk," said Chloe. "Let's get us a private room and we can...take things from there."

"Of course." said Sara, and both girls got up and made their way to the Bellagio's reservation desk. It was going to be an interesting night...