"Bitch!" snarled Jacqueline as she pushed passed Katrina and into the apartment, leaving her to close the door. When Jacqueline got to the far side of the spacious room she turned to face Katrina, and slipped of her heels. The room was large with the expensive furniture, strategically placed round the edge to increase the perception of size. Katrina wore white trousers and a strappy white vest top, through which the outline of a red bra could be discerned. Jacqueline was also in white trousers, with a white jacket buttoned up at the middle with a white bra and part of her stomach in view. Each wore their hair long and natural. After eyeing on another up for a few moments, the two women started to walk slowly towards one another, hands out stretched like claws. They started to circle one another, their feet sinking onto the carpet, before Jacqueline leapt forward like a cat onto its pray, sinking her hands into Katrina's soft, long hair. Katrina brought her own hands up and took hold of Jacqueline's long dark hair. The two superstars began an intense hair pulling struggle as they tried to drag one another around the plush surrounding.
It was Jacqueline who took the advantage first by pulling Katrina's head down and holding her in a headlock, causing Katrina to let go of her hair. With one hand round her opponents neck, Jacqueline used her free hand to slap Katrina's face and twist her nose. Whilst Katrina squealed with pain and embarrassment at being put at such a disadvantage so early on she started to rain punches onto Jacqueline's backside. These were driven more by anger at her situation than aimed with intent. However slowly but surely Katrina's punches started to cause Jacqueline some discomfort and then some pain. In retaliation Jacqueline used her free hand to take a painful hold on Katrina's nose and started walking round the room, dragging the reluctant Katrina along. At the same time, and unintentionally, playing to Katrina's fear of being denied air. Jacqueline cackled nastily as she thought of her superiority. This laughter was soon replaced by a pained gasp as Katrina, fed up of her position drove a fist up between Jacqueline's legs. Despite her positioning preventing a true blow, the force with which her knuckles connected with Jacqueline's womanhood had the desired affect.
Jacqueline instantly released her grip on Katrina and placed both her hands on the crotch of her trousers. Free now Katrina stood up and, having checked that she had suffered no real damage, looped an arm round Jacqueline's neck and pulled her backwards. As she did so, she drove her right fist into the base of Jacqueline's back. As a new wave of pain swept over her body, Jacqueline remembered where she was and realised the predicament she was in. Katrina now started to drag Jacqueline backwards, using her spare hand to tug on her long dark hair. Jacqueline started to struggle to free herself, but Katrina held her tightly and held the thrashing opponent tightly. Katrina then casually moved her hand from Jacqueline's hair and planted it over the models mouth intent on smothering her. But she did so casually and allowed one of her fingers to present itself as a target. Jacqueline needed no second opportunity to free herself, and snapped her teeth into the fleshy part of the finger.
Katrina yelped with pain and automatically pulled her hand back. She then released her neck lock so that she inspect the damage to her digit. As she did so Jacqueline fell to the floor as gravity took hold.
"Bitch!" hissed Katrina as she rubbed her finger which was sore and red, but with the skin intact. Jacqueline reached back with hands and hooked them round Katrina's ankles and pulled hard, so that it was now her turn to fall to the floor hard. This move came as a complete surprise to Katrina who had been preoccupied with the damage that she might have suffered. The two women sat on the floor for a few moments pondering what to do next.
Jacqueline took the initiative by grabbing hold of the toes on Katrina's left foot and bending them painfully. In retaliation Katrina leaned forward and took hold of the Jacqueline hair, wrapping it around her fingers, and then pulling backwards so that she was flat on her back. Jacqueline squealed and let go of Katrina's foot. She had no choice but to allow herself to be pulled backwards or risk loosing some of her hair. She ended up with her head resting upon Katrina's stomach, unable to break free because of her opponents hair pulling. Katrina used her feet to try and pry apart Jacqueline's legs, but Jacqueline struggled and thrashed to prevent this. After a brief, and Katrina soon realised, pointless struggle in this hold, Katrina twisted her body and rolled her and Jacqueline over so that Jacqueline was now underneath her.
As Miss Fernandez felt her face pushed painfully into the carpet she heard Miss Kaif sneer, "You sweaty ho, I bet you're more used to getting carpet burns on your back!". To reinforce her dominant position her butt and slammed her womanhood down into Jacqueline's back resulting in a muffled scream.
Just as Katrina was about to repeat this attack, Jacqueline drove her feet into the carpet and pushed upwards and forwards. This took Katrina by surprise and instead on hurting her opponent she started to slide forwards. She was unable to stop herself until slid off of Jacqueline and landed on face first on the carpet. Katrina tried to get up onto all fours, but Jacqueline quickly sprang forward and landed on top of her keeping her prone. Jacqueline took hold of Katrina's hair with one hand and pulled sharply, yanking Katrina's head back in the process. Katrina felt as if Jacqueline was trying to pull her head off and started to thrash and squirm to break free from this painful grip. Jacqueline was having none of this and drove her free hand, balled into a fist, into Katrina's flank. Katrina elicited a pained groan and her struggles briefly lessened in intensity.
Having made her point as to who was now in charge of the fight, Jacqueline reached forward with her spare hand and used her fingers to pinch shut Katrina's nose, mindful to keep fingers away from teeth. This coupled with the painful position of her head made it difficult for Katrina to breath, which flooded her mind with images of past loses. Katrina's hands had been trapped underneath her and she now managed to free them sufficiently to push herself up from the floor. That she was able to do so was testament to the benefits of her working out and that Jacqueline was of a similar stature to herself. This move surprised Jacqueline who lost her dominant position and her nose pinch, but kept hold of Katrina's hair. Katrina had now managed to raise herself up onto her hands and knees with Jacqueline lying next to her hanging onto her hair. Katrina reached out and slid her right hand under the upper part of Jacqueline's jacket and sunk her fingers into Jacqueline's right breast. Jacqueline howled in pain and instinctively used her free hand to grasp Katrina's arm and pull it away.
"Let go of me you dirty slut!" howled Jacqueline, but Katrina just smiled nastily. From this position Jacqueline could do little but pull harder on Katrina's hair, which did at least wipe the smirk from her face. But that was small compensation for the pain that was burning into her chest. Jacqueline may not have been an experienced catfighter but she realised that this couldn't go on. She stopped trying to pull away Katrina's hand and instead put her strength into twisting her body and punching Katrina. Miss Fernandez had been aiming for the side of Katrina's' head but her pain caused her to misjudge and instead her blow caught Katrina on the side of her neck. Katrina let out a howl of pain which quickly and fell away from Jacqueline, breaking her hold on Jacqueline's chest and losing some strands of hair. Now free from the assault on her chest Jacqueline took the opportunity to roll away from her opponent.
Now that there was clear carpet between them the two superstars took the opportunity to assess how they had suffered. Jacqueline lay on her back and opened her jacket to look at her breast which didn't seem to have suffered any lasting damage. Miss Kaif was also laying on her back massaging her neck.
"Hey, slut!" called out Jacqueline. Katrina painfully turned her head to look at her opponent. "The shampoo you advertise can't be all that good, as I've still got some of your hair!" sneered Jacqueline as she waved a hand at her opponent across which strands of hair were clearly visible.
"You'll pay for that you filthy fucking tramp!" snarled Katrina as she rose up onto her hands and knees and advanced towards her opponent. Her face was bathed in the ruddy glow of sweat, hair stuck to her face and her sweat darkened top now clung to her body. Jacqueline adopted a similar pose and the two women started to prowl towards one another.
Miss Kaif reached forward with her left hand and caught hold of Jacqueline's hair. Jacqueline tried to block the attack, but failed and thrust both her hands in to Katrina's hair. Katrina then brought her other hand up to join in the hair pulling. The two superstars tussled and yanked at the other locks, dragging their opponents head up, down and from side to side. The air conditioned silence of the luxury room broken only by the grunts and ever more desperate squeals of pain.
With the two women leaning towards one another on their knees, Jacqueline broke her hair hold on Katrina and instead grabbed hold of the straps of her opponents vest top. She managed to hook her fingers underneath the shoulder straps and pulled. The sweat dampened vest rapidly climbed up Katrina's body and over her face, exposing her breasts encased in a lacy red bra. In a panic Katrina let go of Jacqueline's hair and started to pull the vest down. Miss Fernandez put her strength into one more pull to remove the vest and in doing so fell backwards with the vest in her hands, Katrina lying on top of her.
Discarding the now superfluous item of clothing Jacqueline again grabbed hold of her opponents hair whilst simultaneously wrapping her trouser clad legs around Katrina's stomach. Katrina howled with pain under this twin assault and painfully raised her head to look at her opponent. She tried to reach for Jacqueline's hair but all she could reach was the lapels of her jacket, not quite able to grab her opponents breasts. To try and gain some more leverage Katrina pushed herself up onto her knees, still trapped in Jacqueline's vice like grip, but now at least causing her opponent some discomfort. Jacqueline responded by applying more pressure with her legs.
Katrina let out a fresh squeal of pain as she felt her stomach being crushed, her face contorted in pain. As she looked down a source of salvation came into view. Katrina let go of her opponents jacket, bringing her hands down Jacqueline's body taking the opportunity to scrape her nails over her stomach. Now Jacqueline's face was contorted with pain, but her mouth let out no sound. As Katrina's started to fumble with the waistband and fly of Jacqueline's trouser, the look on the supermodel's face turned from one of pain to one of horror as she realised what was about to come.
As the trousers opened to reveal white underwear, Jacqueline let go of Katrina's hair and tried to defend her womanhood. But she wasn't quick enough to prevent Katrina pulling down her panties and plunge her fingers into her opponents pubic mound. Jacqueline howled with pain as Katrina tore into her pussy and desperately tried to pull Katrina's hands away. This however, brought only momentary relief to Jacqueline whose previously dominant position was now hindering her own defence.
Slackening her leg lock on her opponent slightly, Jacqueline raised her body and grabbed hold of Katrina's hair with one hand. Ignoring the pain of her opponents assault on her womanhood, Jacqueline swung the open palm of her right hand and slapped Katrina across her face. This attack caught Katrina pretty much by surprise and the force of the blow knocked her sideways twisting Jacqueline's body slightly as she fell. Now that Jacqueline's legs no longer held her in place, Katrina hit the carpet with a squeal of surprise and pain.
But Miss Kaif didn't let go of Miss Fernandez pussy and gave it a tug to remind her that she wasn't out of the fight. Jacqueline now brought back her right leg which was on top of Katrina and drove it into her opponents stomach, pushing her away from her. Katrina's initial grunt turned into a shout of pain as Jacqueline's heel ground into her stomach and pushed her backwards. Katrina instinctively broke her hold on Jacqueline and used both her hands to try and protect herself. Now that her womanhood had been released, Jacqueline brought back her foot and sharply drove it back into Katrina. Katrina howled in distress as she rolled further away from her Jacqueline.
Once she was free of her opponent Jacqueline dragged herself backwards to increase the space between them, all the time keeping her eyes on the groaning Katrina. When she was satisfied that she was in no immediate danger Jacqueline looked at her pussy. Having satisfied herself that only a few pubic hairs has been ripped out and that her womanhood was undamaged, Jacqueline stood up, at which her open trousers slid downwards revealing her muscular legs. She stepped out of them, let her jacket slide to the floor as well and advanced towards Katrina.
Miss Kaif felt dreadful as a result of being kicked in the stomach, especially when she felt she had gained the upper hand. When she checked to see what Jacqueline was doing she saw the trousers hitting the carpet and the muscular legs approach her. Despite feeling less than steady, Katrina started to get up. As she stood upright she found Jacqueline in her face. Before she could react Jacqueline pushed her backwards, but although Katrina stumbled she didn't fall over. As she steadied herself, Katrina felt her opponents fingers tugging at the cups of her bra.
"Get off of me you slut!" she cried.
"You wanted to fight dirty trash, so fight don't whine" snarled Jacqueline as she yanked the red bra cups out of the way to reveal her opponents hardening and darkening nipples. Katrina senses rushed back to her as she realised what was about to happen and she raised her hands to attack Jacqueline. As the long fingers of Jacqueline Fernandez sank into her breasts, Katrina Kaif started to fumble with her opponents white bra. Katrina bit her lip rather than cry out with pain as she Jacqueline's fingers cruelly pinched and probed her sensitive flesh. But once the fingers started to squeeze her nipples, Katrina could hold back no longer and screamed in pain. The only relief Katrina had was the growing sound of Jacqueline's cries of pain. The models white bra was pulled down exposing her breasts and Katrina started to repay some of the pain she was being put through.
The two superstars twisted and pinched tit flesh without pity, their screams testament to the pain being inflicted. Neither Katrina or Jacqueline cared about their famous status. It was Katrina whose nerve broke first and she reluctantly let go of her opponent to use her hands to protect herself. Jacqueline was herself hurting badly and it didn't take to much effort for Katrina to pull her hands away. The two sweat soaked combatants stood there, breathing heavily almost to weary to continue. Katrina let go of Jacqueline's wrists and wrapped her arms around her opponents neck, like a lover and dragged the woman closer to her. As their upper bodies touched, Jacqueline thrust her breasts forward into Katrina's, her nipples digging into Katrina's breasts.
Katrina let forth a new expression of pain and took hold of Jacqueline's long black hair, her fingers sinking in as if it were water. Jacqueline wrapped her hands around Katrina's back and unhooked her bra, which slide downward, before taking hold of Katrina's hair. The two women pulled at one anothers hair, trying to drag one another around the room. Katrina managed to unhook Jacqueline's bra which allowed their breasts to participate in the struggle unrestrained.
As they staggered around their groans and squeals of pain grew bringing both women to the verge of tears. Katrina tried to hook a foot around Jacqueline's ankle, but this coincided with a new push from supermodel whose nipples painfully scraped across Katrina's breasts. Katrina screamed and staggered backwards trying to regain her balance. As she did so, her left foot came down onto an upturned shoe which had been discarded at the start of the contest. As the heel dug into her soft sole Katrina screamed again. Before she could steady herself Jacqueline clamped both hands over her breasts and shoved her opponent backwards. Katrina had no chance to protect herself and fell to the floor pulling free several strands of Jacqueline's hair, landing heavily on her back.
Before Miss Kaif could recover sufficiently to get up Jacqueline was on top of her, sat astride her waist, her fingers again clamped on her breasts. This was all becoming to much for Katrina who struggles to break free started to get weaker, not only was she being physically beaten but her ego was taking a pounding.
As Jacqueline's fingers cruelly went about their work, first pulling apart then pushing together Katrina's breasts, Katrina resolve broke and tears started to roll down her cheeks. She made one last attempt to salvage the fight be raising her body and trying to get hold of Jacqueline's hair. But the supermodel was having none of this and easily parried this, pushing Katrina back to the carpet. As Katrina Kaif lay there sobbing, Jacqueline broke off her attack on her opponents breasts and instead clamped her hands over Katrina's mouth.
The sobs of pain and pity slowly became quieter and quieter until Katrina stopped making any noise. When Jacqueline was satisfied she had won, she stood up. As she did, she saw her reflection in a large wall mirror and was horrified at the toll the fight had taken; her elation at winning was masking the pain. Jacqueline let out a strangled gasp of horror, and started to collect her stuff. But before she departed she kicked the now recovering Katrina in the crotch out of hatred for what she had done.
