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Emmy Rossum got the text message an hour “I don’t know about you but I don’t want to wait”

She didn’t recognize the number and texted back “I think you have the wrong person.”

A few minutes later she knew who it was and there was no name on the text that read “You distract me and all I can think of since is ripping your hair out.”

“Do you really want to fight me Camilla?”

“Are you really that dumb? Not only do I want to fight you but I want to make you cry your surrender.”

As she was typing a response “And you better pray hearing your surrender is enough 4 me”

Emmy looked read and hi lighted her text deleted it “My place or your place.”  She always wanted to be I a fight.  A large part of her wanted it to be Camilla actually all of her wanted it to be Camilla “I don’t trust you not to hide weapons since using a weapon is your only shot against me.”

She texted Camilla the address then walked around the house and wondered what the best room to fight in was.  She got one more text “Knowing how I fight don’t bother with clothes, bra and panties.”

“I’m fine with that no need to lose good clothes.”

Camilla got to Emmys and looked at the door she was nervous.  She had been in fights and won most before Arielle made her quit.  She knew that loss was on her, she didn’t take Arielle seriously and once she got there to fight she was more interested in fighting Emmy.  She paid for that but at least she got to feel the satisfaction of kneeing Emmy.

Emmy did’nt like her and she didn’t like Emmy but she knew more than Maggie Grace more than Arielle Kebbel.  With the exception of probably Odette Anable there was no one with more ability to truly hurt her.  Emmy’s dislike combined with actual athleticism set her apart this could very well be a woman she couldn’t beat.

She took a deep breath “dam it she is not beating me.”

Emmy waited in her spare room it was a large room, a queen size bed a bed stand, a dresser and a seating area but completely open.  The wall to the outside was a plexiglass with a sliding door, Emmy looked outside and wondered what things in a fight with she and Camilla would lead out there or would it stay in here.  She was close friends with Ashley Greene and was there the night she lost to Teresa Palmer that fight went everywhere.

Camilla was fast, she was mean she liked seeing other women hurt and forcing another woman to admit inferiority.  Camilla was a woman she always wanted to fight but never wanted to fight.  She looked at Maggie Grace and knew that was a waste of time same with Phoebe Tonkin.  She remembered challenging Blake Lively after she beat Katie Holmes but Blake was busy.  She wondered how much she was capable of doing and how much she could take… No she couldn’t think like that

“No way is that bitch beating me in my own house.”

Camilla walked, Emmy stood up and they ran with pure hatred at the other.  They collided and Emmy won it and put Camilla down but she had deep scratch marks on  her shoulder a second later though Emmy was on her back and screamed as Camilla dug her nails into the side of Emmy’s head.

Emmy hit a knee to Camilla’s side and knocked her away.

Both brunettes got up and jumped at each other again.  Emmy dug her nails into Camilla’s shoulder but Camilla powered Emmy down to the ground this time.  Emmy hit the ground then turned toward Camilla’s legs and tripped Camilla onto the bed.

Camilla got her body off the bed and as Emmy got on her back and hit her with two slaps she escaped through.  They got up to their feet and Camilla went to slap Emmy but Emmy got her arm p blocked the slap and hit Camilla with a slap with the blocking arm then another with the right hand.  The second slap put Camilla down to one knee from there Emmy grabbed Camilla’s hair and threw her completely on the bed

Emmy took a quick look at her handiwork then went to jump on top of Camilla who rolled away then rolled back on top of Emmy and slapped Rossum’s ass twice and Emmy started kicking her legs.

Staying on Emmy’s shoulders Camilla slid back and stood up with Emmy face down on the bed she went to cross her legs but Emmy pulled her head out.  Camilla tried to get atop Emmy’s back but Emmy slid back.  Both now only had their bodies on the bed they looked up and Emmy hit a short quick slap to Camilla.

She then grabbed Camilla by the hair and tried to yank her from Camilla’s side of the bed to the floor where she was.  Camilla got so far got on her knees and grabbed the back of Emmy’s bra and hauled Emmy down to the bed.

When Emmy’s back hit the soft bed she brought her leg up and her thigh got Camilla in the side of the head.  Camilla went down on top of the bed her head on the pillows.

Emmy turned quickly onto her hands and knees and leaped toward Camilla and landed tit on tit with a tremendous slap of flesh.  Emmy sat up straight her ass on Camilla’s stomach she raised her right hand high in the air and arched it down slapping Camilla once and brought the right hand up to above her right shoulder and back down her back hand went across Camilla’s cheek.

Emmy brought her hand on Camilla’s forehead and slicked Camilla’s hair back.  “I think you’ve had enough but maybe one more.”

Emmy  brought her right hand up high again but as she slowly raised it for the biggest slap she could possibly deliver Camilla’s eyes opened and she swung both her arms up and her hands slammed against Emmys tits putting Emmy down on her back.  Camilla sat up and smiled sadistically.

“Nice slaps but how does this feel?”  Camilla gave Emmy a tit twist and Emmy screamed but realized Camilla was between her legs so she twisted her hips so she got her right hip on the bed and brought her calf across Camilla’s face.

She then turned onto her stomach but Camilla got her knees across the side of the bed and hauled her arms away and fell to the floor.  She slid on her ass away and stood up as Emmy got off the bed.

The two beautiful brunettes slowly circled around and slicked back their sweat soaked hair.  They brought their fists up and Emmy tried to jab Camilla but Camilla blocked the incoming punch stepped to her left and hit her own jab followed by a cross which backed Emmy up.

Camilla smiled stepped forward and went for a hook but Emmy saw it coming and ducked it rolled under the arm and stood back up kicking Camilla in the hip.  Emmy quickly got behind Camilla and reverse bearhugged Camilla Belle getting max amount of pressure on Camilla’s tits.

Camilla screamed, Emmy lifted Camilla off the ground but Camilla screamed again this wasn’t in pain though.  This was a scream to focus her strength and she powered Emmy’s arms open releasing the bear hug.

Camilla turned quickly and hit a left back hand and followed that up with right forehanded slap that backed Emmy up.  She matched Emmys steps and hit a right back hand but when she went for the left it was blocked.

Emmy got both her hands on Camilla’s collar bones and pushed forward toward the glass.  At the last moment Camilla shifted her hips and Emmy went shoulder first into the glass.  Camilla hit a punch to Emmy’s stomach then grabbed her by the hair and slammed her face first into the glass.  Camilla took off Emmy’s bra and Emmy closed her arms to stop it from leaving her breasts.

Camilla laughed and slapped Emmy’s ass twice.  That got Emmy’s arms to open up so Camilla went for a full nelson.  Emmy saw it coming and trapped one of Camilla’s arms pushed back enough to get her feet up on the glass she kicked and they both went tumbling back.

Emmy spun to face Camilla and grabbed Camilla’s bra and ripped it clean off. Camilla didn’t care and hit a knee to the side of emmy’s ribs. She then got her arms between their bodies and went to scratch Emmy’s face. Emmy grabbed her by the wrist and when she powered the left hand down to the ground the right came up grabbed Emmy’s luxurious hair and pushed yanking the hair and Emmy ended up on her back where Camilla rolled on top of her.

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 She went to scratch Emmy’s tit but got he hair pulled and now she quickly had to go for Emmy’s hair and the two brunettes bodies went tightly against each other and began hair wrestling across the room. 

Hair was ripped,  out shoulders suffered deep scratch wounds and every so often one woman would get enough of a advantage they would slam the others head into the floor.  They rolled, wrestled and tore for five minutes when Emmy felt Camilla’s legs shift and Camilla went for a knee but Emmy got her foot up blocked it then changed her hands and hauled straight back on Camillas locks.

She forced Camilla up straight and sat up her on her ass.  Camilla had to change her tactic as well and dug deep into the back of Emmy’s hair touching the head of Emmy Rossum.  She dug in as deep as she could twisting the hair as much as possible trying to pull Emmy back down

Emmy’s hands were as entrenched in Camilla’s hair and their bodies shaking it was Emmy winning this battle.  She wasn’t going to roll over and get on top of Camilla know she was pushing Camilla up forcefull and seating herself up.  Engaged in a truly straight up battle of hair pulls whose only attention was to put the other woman on her back.  They stared for 15 seconds hate in their eyes the two tried to find any extra power they could have had in their slight bodies but there was no more to be had and finally Emmy pushed Camilla down onto her back.

“SLUT I WIN” Emmy said before she realized Camilla had brought her knees between her arms and chest.  Feet got on Emmys Oblique’s and flipped her up in air and down on her back.

Both refused to let go of the others hair so now they were both on their backs, elbows up in the air hands in the others hair.  Refusal to let go of the others hair had more to do with spite at this point.  “Give up yet Emmy.”

“I’m hurt but you can go fuck yourself”

“I’m planning on fucking your face when I beat you.”

“Good for you I don’t care about all that, just making you quit and  putting you on the curb.”

“New York Trash!”

“Latin Bitch!”

They rolled onto their stomachs and scooted up onto their knees.  Hands at this point where edge of the hair line on the back of the neck.  Nails dug into the soft muscle causing little yelps.  They hated the sound which escaped from their mouths but there was nothing that could be done.  Neither did anything else for a seconds, heads down they sed their eyes to scan the room.

Black locks covered the ground and just below them was a pile that had begun to look like small tumbleweed. Some sighs and they slowly worked their way up and Emmy was the first to get her feet down but Camilla scream filled the room, the primal shout echoed off the walls.  Emmy was shocked at what happened as Camilla powered Emmy up in the air and into the wall height window. 

Emmy hit hard enough she wanted to quit, she did quit pulling Camilla’s hair.  Frustrated she was the stronger she proved that with what she did when they were on the ground but here she was hands down on her hips.  Legs weakened and body ready to give in.  She had heard so much about Camilla and no one had ever beaten up like she just did.

SLAM

Camilla hit Emmy against the window again she was so close she could feel it.  Nobody would ever call her a bully again.  She fought someone who some would say is stronger than her but she just proved that wrong.  She was more skilled, tougher, and stronger than a woman who truly was as close to equal to her as possible.  SLAM AGAIN

This was a win she needed to have everyone thought they hated each other and they did.  They also thought Emmy would beat her unless she cheapshoted Emmy and generally cheated the entire fight.  She fought the same fight Emmy fought, both went for some cheap moves but she always knew Emmy would be her toughest challenge.  Yet here she was seconds away from victory and she had to say something

“told you… AHH”

Emmy found a way to open what was actually a door to the outside, it opened in the middle so both were stumbling around and it was Emmy who dropped to her left hip flipping Camilla over the top.  Her hair was also finally free of Camilla’s hands so she took some breaths then spun to get her hands underneath her she pushed up. 

Camilla was starting to get up and was hit back down with a double ax handle to the back. Emmy did it again and followed it with a knee to Camilla’s arm.  She then grabbed Camilla’s arm and flipped her onto her back where she hit three hard hammer fists to the stomach.  After the third one Camilla’s leg kicked up her shin hitting Emmy in the ear.

She was beaten up but fought the pain and threw herself at Emmy.  Emmy wasn’t as dazed though and she was also jumping at Camilla.

They both jumped arms out wide so nothing was stopping from what was about to happen. Small Breasts slammed against small breasts and both bounced back and just stared at the other not looking down.  Eyes locked this fight was exactly how the worst nightmare of this fight could go. Insanely even, push and pull the entire way no long time offence.

The closest Emmy was to winning was when she was slapping Camilla over and over again but Camilla escaped.  Camilla thought she had Emmy when she forced her up in the air and into the window that was a door.  She could feel the fight leaving Emmy yet here they both were staring into the other’s dark eyes.  Dark thoughts filling their minds except one thought which stayed in front no matter what they desired to do to the other the thought was “Do I have enough to win.” “Can I beat this woman.”

Both decided it was time to get dirty and grabbed at the other womans tits and twisted and tore.  On their knees they refused to shut eyes and stared at the other as hands did damage to a area which was normally caressed and catered to.  Right now it was attacked, fingernails dug in hoping to break skin and bleed.

Tear ducts filled and tears began to roll out but still neither woman would close their eyes.  Throats were getting veiny as they wouldn’t give the other satisfaction of a scream but they just let go and looked down at their own tits.  Red marks and puncture wounds which got relief from the rapid breath coming out.

They looked up and the eyes though red from crying so much were still filled with doubt and hate.  They couldn’t explain but hands down they jumped chest vs chest and Emmy put Camilla down.  Emmy was on top of her hands on Camilla’s neck choking her unconscious “Good fight but the better woman always wins.”

Camilla got her hands on Emmys tits and before she went unconscious found the reserve to dig her nails in deep and make Emmy scream as her tits got defeated.

Emmy let go and stood up and walked to her house her tits were on fire especially her left tit.  It was bleeding Camilla actually broke her skin and she wanted to do the same but she just wanted to end the fight and these techniques while painful could just lead to more.  She wanted the fight finished and when she turned around Camilla was getting up.

She kicked Camilla in the ribs with a round kick and that backed Camilla up.  Yes actual fighting why didn’t she think of this before she had strong legs and trained at this to stay in shape.  She went for another kick but Camilla blocked the kick with her arm and then hit a picture perfect over hand right collapsing Emmy Rossum.

Camilla saw Emmy down and saw the great opportunity and chicken winged Emmy’s left arm.  It wasn’t a proper chicken wing but a arm trap where Camilla had Emmy’s arm behind her back.  With her left arm  across Emmy’s neck.  “Got you”

She tightened up both and Emmy sighed.

Emmy knew she was trapped she was caught totally off guard when her kick was countered.  Now she wasn’t in pain from being trapped she was just trapped and she couldn’t power her way out of it when she tried to roll she just ended up in the same position.  “Just quit.”

“No… eew don’t do that.”  Camilla stuck her tongue in Emmy’s ear then after Emmy said that she bit the ear.

“Give up I won I’m better then you!”

“I won’t give in and you have your arms wrong get a pro…. What are you doing.”

While Emmy was right about the arm location Camilla turned Emmy to her left and had her damaged breast against the marble deck.  Camilla then got her left heel on Emmy’s pussy mound and started rubbing it up and down the heel of her foot sometimes rubbing Emmy’s clitoris.

“Say it bitch!”

“FINE YOU WIN Just… just.”  Emmy had no fight left in her and Camilla let her go and up putting her foot on the back of Emmy Rossums head.  She flexed her muscles just for the show of it no one else was here but it made her feel so much more victorious.  Out of spite she pushed Emmy’s face into the marble deck.

“don’t forget who number one is, never forget I beat you up.  Never forget I could have gotten you off if I wished.”  Camilla backed up and Emmy barely able to do anything never feeling so low in her life tried to push up but Camilla ran and kicked her in the head knocking her out.

Before Camilla left she took Emmy’s panties off and put them in Emmys mouth.  She went inside took some of Emmy’s clothes and put them on and left.  Before she did go she spraypainted Emmy’s SUV “I’M CAMILLA BELLES BITCH!!!”

(Coming up: WBACCF 12, Aftermath fight, Erica Durance vs. Jill Wagner, Emma Watson vs. Katie McGrath)