(Hey All well this is it the last Peggy series Ever it has been a pleasure writing her fight adventures for you and myself but it had to end with her time line hope you enjoy)
Chapter 6 Will This Break The Queen
After the two Queens are allowed to rest and recoup, as well as cool down the obvious jealous tempers that were leading them into an all out catfight, the two financiers agree the only way to settle this is for these two to finish this the way two women claiming this title know how to, breast to breast.
They each go to the woman they support and explain to them it will be one final fight tit to tit or nothing. To have the fight cancelled is the easy option for Peggy, she would still remain the Queen here. If at that point she wants to deal with Nina its her choice.
But for Sonya it will a hard pill to swallow, while she also remains a Queen in her area, to go home and others learn she neither won or lost could open up a new set of women who would love to test her and take her area.
Peggy would also be facing that but for her at her age fighting a woman who thinks she can beat her over a woman who very well can , well she rather face the no name challengers at this point. Mom has told me as much as she loves fighting still, and breaking rivals, she knows the day is coming when she just has to stop.
But like any fighter in any sport, she wants it on her terms, not because she is older or tired, or her jealousy is blinding her smart choices. Lets face it as well, even if she still is a champ,Queen, her fights prior to being summoned down here were lasting longer.
It meant Peggy was either slowing down, or her ability to end a fight in one hour or less were taking a toll. As Dad said after the break, “your moms feeling the years and years of constant fighting on her breasts, muscles, tendons and body, eventually she will go through a burst or a high point. If she doesn’t hang it up then, the next phase is all down hill, and with that comes severe losses and her reputation broken along with her”.
At first i thought he was saying cause of he divorce and maybe a little bitter he ended up with the Queen mom beat bad and left broken, when he could have stayed with Peggy and helped her ease from this life to one of normalcy.
Either way tomorrow night she and Sonya were going to have to forget all the challenges they wanted to do, and stand face to face as everyone watched. They would go tit to tit till one of them just could not take it anymore, then as rivals before one would be set on all fours and milked to humiliation, her bra taken and then either face sat or breast smothered and left laying in her own milk as others watched. The winner would smile parade around her downed figure, and lay claim as the Queen of the French Quarter. Be it the reigning Queen or the new Queen.
As much as the two wanted to fight tooth and nail, they had to agree to the terms their handlers laid down, neither woman was going to let the other walk away without knowing who was the best.
With he changes the other minor detail was attire, they would simply wear heels thigh highs garters and thongs, bras and robes. Hair up and the only other option hat might be enforced would be their hands secured behind them if they couldn’t help attacking each other as they dueled it out.
The both agreed and assured the financiers they could refrain and finish it as they should, for the remainder of the night they both used their creams and ice packs, to ease the prior contests effect and be fresh for the next nights fight.
All those who were going to attend and when the rules as to why were explained , there was more re ignited excitement to see this fight play out. Many were putting their money on Peggy simply because of her ability since winning here to finish a rival in under an hour.
In their eyes Peggy hasn’t missed a step and was as powerful as ever, i will say myself as concerned as i have been , seeing mom devour very able bodied women as if they were no threat had me thinking she was no where near retiring. And after the savage brawl with Gina i was sure is Sonya was the one to go the distance Peggy would match her minute for minute easily.
As with any of her contests her rival would score a knock down or pain to Peggy, but what counted was which woman walked out the winner over the one left on the floor broken.
So the next night i made sure to leave mom alone, it never did her any good having to rethink her self cause of my fears, as i knew she was doing, Peggy was in her room, at her vanity slowly caressing the creams over her round veiny breasts, till that families glass like shield look was glistening her breasts.
As her breasts dry from the creams she would be pinning her hair up, then apply her makeup with perfection. Her ritual from there is to sit on the edge of her bed, slowly roll up her thigh highs and smooth her fingers over them. Put on her thong and garter straps, to her thigh highs , slip into her heels and then for her “Queen fights” as was her way in the past, don her red designer bra, the one she devoured many a challenger in and never lost to any woman.
Then her final touch would be her jet black silk kimono robe, tied snug at the waist,as her bountiful globes even in the bra cups part the robes top from the weight and expanse.
One last touch up of her red lipstick and a last pose in her full length mirror , which she still has Gina’s bras draped on. Then she will make the decent to the main room to fight for her title and area.
I can only imagine Sonya, is doing a similar routine, when she appears she will be in all black and a rust colored kimono. Both will hav her chin up and pride on her sleeve as they enter the room. The look of no worries on their face, but the second their heels click on that floor, both will come to the realization this is the fight that will totally change the life of one them for good.
As guest we all stood in the fight room again, mingling and drinking and the main topic in every click of people was who they felt was going to win tonight. As i said earlier most knew and saw Peggy tear through challengers, so to them this was a no brainer . As it was for those who were here to see Sonya break another rival, but even in their confidence after seeing the determination, anger and jealous hate these two had for one another, it shed some concern that maybe tonight their Queen was going to fall.
Many felt when they see their champion enter that will be the deciding factor, if any sees or senses some sign of doubt, fear or anything they would know who was taking the title before the fight began.
But as i knew, when first Sonya then Peggy strut into the room, neither showed any sign she was concerned about the outcome. Even as mom strut by Dad , Nina and myself i saw what looked like a new Peggy, it was an almost relieved attitude as if the fight was already over and she was still queen.
I looked at Dad as Peggy slowly strut by us, his eyes were wide and i saw that same smirk i saw a hundred times before mom had a fight. It said “you got this baby”, mom saw it as well as she winked at him, the she stepped into he rugged roped ring.
She smiled at all even her rival as they stood less then six feet apart, their nipples easily tent the bra cups and robes as they know this is it. The host steps near the ring, he rings a bell and says, “thank you all for retuning , this certainly will either be the shortest fight we ever seen or the longest, either way place your bets people cause these two women will not stop till one gives. As you all know do to the jealousy between our ladies we had to omit the other duels and move to the showdown, tempers flare in these situations and had things gone on there may be an injury no one wanted. Ok so we all know the rules no hands anywhere but to hug, or grab each other. There will be no hair holds at all, in the event things escalate again the fight will be paused to secure their hands behind them, then continue.
Ladies are each of you ready to fight?”.
Sonya nods, “i am ready”, he turns to Peggy, Peggy replies “I am So ready as well”. He nods holds he bell a minute then rings it “Ladies you may strip then Fight “.
He steps away and we all watch the ritual start, first Sonya pulls her sash and he robe sways apart, her large bra cups seem to swell larger as they are exposed, the robe eases off each shoulder and she removes i fully, then drops it outside the roped ring. With her back to Peggy she eases each bra strap down, then undoes the 4 clasps of her bra, the band explodes open and she pulls the bra off.
Her breasts swell outward standing still, dark pink nipples steely stiff, the veins mapping through her round breasts to the proud nipples. Peggy can clearly see as can all of us the rounded outline of her heavy firm breasts, then slowly Sonya turns and as if showing Peggy for the first time, inhales and arches her back in confident pride, as she postures and models her breasts for her rival.
Her bra dangles on her nail as she holds it then slowly drops it on her robe, once free and ready to fight her hands slowly caress around her mass, and her lips purse as she coos at Peggy, “my tits are gonna crush yours”.
Peggy just watches the display, she has seen many a rival do the same exact display only to surrender to her. Sonya finishes then gives a nod to Peggy as if to say “match that”, it is Peggy’s cue to put on her little show.
But always the best, Peggy takes a step from the corner turns fully then pulls her arms in as her hands grab her sash. Her breasts bulge between her arms as Sonya watches, Peggy then eases her robe off slow in a striptease manner, drapes it outside the ring and hen turns her back to Sonya.
Peggy eases off her straps and reaches back unclamping one at time till the band of her bra explodes apart. She smiles easing the bra off her proud firm heavy laden breasts, Sonya easily sees the rounded outline of her rivals firm breasts.
Her bra dangling on her nail, Peggy turns on her heels and sways her bra at Sonya, drops it on her robe, then caresses her breasts and pinches her already stiff thick broad nipples, once done with hands on hair, Peggy pauses stares at Sonya and slowly flexes her chest.
Her heavy firm breasts lift , hold then lower, everyone here for Sonya goes wide eye at the firm muscle control, even Nina has to clear her throat as she recalls her pain in her breasts from her tits fighting Peggy’s.
Peggy then gives a slow shimmy, her firm mass a heavy stiff wobble she softly says to Sonya, “Fight me”. Sonya shimmies her mass back as slow and heavy and firm, her hands go on her hair as she replies softly, “Fight Me”.
Then with no further interruptions the two amazons slowly step out and circle as they draw closer each turn around the man made ring. Their look of fearlessness hidden by the glare of jealous hate.
But make no mistake both women are scared, as mom once told me the emotional roller coaster before during and after the fight is unlike anything a woman experiences all at once.
They draw nearer then once they a re within an inch of the other they stop, square themselves to the other, and stare. The room is so quiet it maddening, but we all watch in excitement and fear for each fighter.
The two Queens lightly start by swaying their breasts just enough it causes their nipples to swipe the others. Both breath in sharply at the contact, and swallow at the super sensitive result they feel. The anger builds from the touch then as if they agree to it both breath in and the silent room explodes in a fleshy CLOP!!!.
Both women jam their breasts together head on, their mass barely recoils then shoves back into shape and out, only to be shoved back by a second then, third and fourth head on CLOP set.
Both women hide a grunt or whimper as they drive their proud firm tits together, neither flinches as they hold firm against one another this time and start to grind their tits to their rivals.
Slowly as they press and grind and add a rolling motion, and smearing move, neither can hold back the reaction from the amount of work it takes to move her rival. As expected both part their lips as they glare and emit the arousal reaction and the building discomfort of this.
Sonya swallows and then reacts, “nmmm uuhhnn harder cmon”, Peggy reacts as well, “uww uww ohhh mmmm cmon more fight “. Everyone swallows deeply, the fight we all have been waiting for is here and wagers are sealed in the fate of the two women fighting.
Everyone watches in amazement of how these round firm breasts connect and force the equal pair to lose shape, shift and swell only to reform into perfect round shape . The only signs anything is going on is the women's grunts and moans or the pale flesh turning red minute by minute.
As i watch the fight i have seen Peggy in so many over the years, i am watching her body language. I watch Sonya’s as well to see if mom is breaking her down as she has so many other rivals. The flip side is , will Sonya be the one breaking Peggy down, the to stout shapely women step as one in tiny circles. Neither attempts to pull from the other, but the constant contact weighs on their chests and breasts, for now they can mask the deep ache thats building, but it won’t be long one if not both will have faces cringing, wincing, grimacing as they feel their rivals true firmness unleashed.
I glance at Nina as we see Peggy thrust her tits in an upward motion and shit her busty rival. Sonya like Nina feels it deep in her breasts. As i look at /Nina her hands caress her undersides a she recalls when Peggy got at her undersides and literally pummeled her tits into submission.
Nina’s only words after fighting Peggy both times, “my god her tits are like boulders”. I smirk as i look back at the fight and like Nina, Sonya turns her head and purses her lips, she closes her eyes as we see Peggy’s breasts lift and crease the round undersides then drag right and left at will.
As Sonya starts to ease away, Peggy steps in abruptly and plows her breasts deep into Sonya’s. The CLAP of Peggy’s flesh colliding under Sonya’s made everyone gasp, and Sonya shook her head as she bellowed out, “uuuhhnnn mffff you Bitch”.
Peggy sneered a bit and stayed on Sonya, and now started to freely pound her tits side to side across Sonya’s and drag with each hit.
I start to smirk as i see Peggy taking the fight to this other Queen, i hear her financier shout out , “fight back , get away from her”. Sonya is retreating around the soft ring, her breathing now faster and mouth open as her breasts are being shifted and loosened with every touch from Peggy’s proud firm heavy breasts .
As the flesh collides and fills the room with slapping, clapping and clops, the only other noise is the fro the two women as they grunt and gasp and pant in their erotic combat. Sonya is looking about as if it was her first fight and had no idea what to do, while Peggy was doin what she knew how to, break her rival down till she wanted to submit and stop the pain.
After 20 minutes of pure tit to tit fighting, their once white veiny breasts are now a reddish tone, and the veins mapping throughout their large globes darken deeper. Both can feel the effects of Peggy’s steady attack, but it is al Peggy.
Moms financier smiles as he looked a this watch, i about 5-10 minutes if Peggy stays on track, this fight will. Be over and done, as she has done in the past. But Sonya didn’t get here by being pummeled and dragged and simply beaten about any other Queens fight area.
So as i watch the fight still go Peggy’s way, i wait for this rival, to show her skills and start to really show Peggy why she is here to take her title.
Inside the roped ring their heels scuff about the tight rug, their long sinewy legs flex and shift their body weight. Round asses sway as spines look like vipers slithering about, and broad shoulders tighten as do chests, aiming their breasts into the fray . Firm collisions still pound each of the fighters, but still Peggy is using her all to end this fight before it really gets going.
Sonya is sweating a bit more than her rival, and she is feeling Peggy’s breasts all over her own, unable to lift, shift or get positive motion back at Peggy. The cost of letting Peggy run the fight shows on her proud tits as Peggy’s tits are working them in every direction.
Sonya is in a constant retreat, her breathing is becoming heavier and heavier, her broad massive breasts and chest heave up and down. As she is being backed up all about the ring, Peggy is not even using her shoulders yet to really force her breasts to work Sonya’s.
As the fight goes on past 40 minutes, i see couples and other guests start to whisper in both fear and confidence. I start to wonder are wagers changing as the fight passes the 30 minute mark. I have to admit as i see Peggy is dominating, I have to ask myself is Sonya allowing Peggy to do this, and then as Peggy has many times before suddenly going to stop and unleash on her rival. The effect that i have seen mom use so many times can not just change a fights progress, but it makes the attacker wear herself down, with little fight left when it comes back at her.
Peggy must have read my mind as she suddenly thrusts into Sonya, then pulls back. She slowly paces around the ring hands on hair. Her breasts are glistening in sweat and red, but stand firm and round, she catches her breath,as she glares at Sonya.
Sonya slightly bent forward has her hands on her hips, her breasts sweaty glisten but are much brighter red. Sonya stares at Peggy as she also is catching her breath, then slowly as she does she arches into a straight standing position.
Her red breasts swell outward as her hands go up on her hair, then she slowly paces about the ring . Their eyes are locked as the two Queens now know the others game, and now know this fight just got started. But i can see in Sonya’s eyes like many rivals before her she is about to let Peggy know she is in for a real war.
But maybe it was my imagination, or it was real, but as Peggy and Sonya slowly walk head on into each other their big breasts pump firmly together and then they press in. Their breasts bulge up together as nipples stab and then vanish within the mass wrestling between them.
Sonya slowly dips to her right ,Peggy’s left and as she pushes up under Peggy’s left breast, i see Peggy stiffen up and her head tilt back, her eyes shut as she nearly bites her lip open. She was in obvious pain from nowhere. To make it worse the move was nothing that should have hurt , or sting so prominently.
Sonya’s eyes pop wide open but her pause to drive at Peggy tells me she herself can’t believe this simple tactic could not have such a painful effect. The nay people who know of Peggy’s old injury have long since been vanquished, so unless somehow they spread the word Sonya has no idea that during the earlier fights these two were doing , she caused the old sprain to spark again. So could it be this old injury is going to swiftly turn this fight around, Sonya no novice to fighting another Queen quickly steadies her legs and goes at Peggy.
Peggy widens her stance , she knows whats about to happen, Sonya;s breasts standing out red, but as firm and heavy and round a slow jostle ram into Peggy’s. The loud CLOP rings out then both women start a heavy hard firm rub and drag and grind .
Their faces nearly bump as they press so tight, then Sonya starts to do a side to side rolling motion. The move is forcing Peggy’s breasts to be pushed in the direction Sonya drives at.
Peggy sucks in a deep inhale and her heels start to lose ground, but what is so important was about to change things. Sonya feints to her left , Peggy thinking she will hurt Sonya, tilts her shoulders and upper body to her own right. That’s when Sonya easily drills both her breasts just under Peggy’s left breast, and bounce the heavy laden globe up and inward.
Peggy winces and Sonya like a lioness after downing her prey shoves hard into Peggy then goes for the kill. She starts to pump and thrust up a constant free rhythm, of clops, claps, slaps and thick dense thuds of flesh.
Sonya has a wild smile as she sees Peggy is being hurt, Peggy stutters back more but Sonya is relentlessly working her rivals left underside up into the arm pit area. As i watch i swallow a deep gulp, cause as Peggy tries to fight back, Sonya jams both her breasts under Peggy’s left and shoves in and up.
Stretching the breast up and inside Peggy’s body, she has just torn the muscle again. Peggy’s entire body stiffens and arches onto her tippy toes, a screech comes from her “Owwwww oh you Bitch”. Sonya hears she scored a painful move and drives harder, “Quit you Bitch your hurt “.
After a few more grinding shoves upward Peggy turns pale and drops backward onto her ass, her back drags down the rope of the ring as her arms curl in to cup her breast. Sonya hungry to get a submission pounces on Peggy’s body and grabs her wrists and forces them on the floor and downs rope.
Her heavy threatening breasts hang round and menacing over Peggy’s, she glares down at Peggy, “Give you cow or my tits are going to ruin yours”. Peggy huffing in pain looks up, “get off me you cow and lets titfight”.
Sonya sneers more “so glad you want more”, she drops her tits on to Peggy’s and then starts to slowly drag side to side, pulling Peggy’s tits with them, stretching the muscles, tendons and ligaments . Peggy could no longer hide her ache and pain from the direct attack to her left side, her head tilted back and her mouth open, “aaghhh you Bitch my tit”. Sonya was hungry to end her Queen rival, so as Peggy let out her cry, Sonya drove her big tits up under and into Peggy’s left breast.
Peggy was in serious trouble, every step to her right Sonya cut her off and kept drilling at her left breast. Peggy was shaking her head no as she was unable to get free, the crowd eased forward to watch, i felt my heart jump, as i thought (oh my god she is about to lose it al).
Nina was licking her lips and Dad was scared for mom, he tried to encourage her to fight by yelling to her, “cmon Peggy get her off you and tear her apart, you have the best tits you know it”.
Peggy’s financier swallowed deeply if his fighter loses the payout from him would be more than keeping Peggy for an extended time. He stood upright going from a confident grin to a pale scared look. Peggy rolled her back and was being shoved to the ropes and just about to be pushed over them.
Sonya was like a boxer dipping, swaying tilting anyway she could to continue hurting her rival. As she felt and we all heard her big tits collide into Peggy’s she growled with a sneer, “take it Bitch Kepler taking it , I’ll destroy your tits then you as they watch”.
Peggy was getting hurt bad, i was scared my shoulders dropped and i figured well she had an amazing run as the best. As Sonya widens her stance her rhythm became slow, Peggy was given the time she needed to turn her upper body into Sonya.
As Sonya pressed to Peggy this time her breasts were met by Peggy’s and the battle took on a new life. The two queens stood toe to toe and jammed their heavy round veiny breasts together and began to pump, press, smear and drag wildly. Sonya was a bit taken back as she nearly had Peggy down, now Peggy as she had done many times before, is back in this fight with all she has, or has left. Nina sees her coming back and softly says to herself, “holy shit she is going to win, i can’t believe i am seeing this again”.
I eased up beside her and softly hissed, “she just might i hope your ready for her once she heals up, she is going to really hurt you this time”. Nina looked at me then Peggy as she slowly starts to walk Sonya off her, I see Nina’s glare change to one of worry.
The fleshy globes CLOP,SLAP,and Thuds louder and more frequent between the dragging, and pushing. Both women are huffing for breath as they fight with pure jealous rage, Peggy snarls, “cmon Bitch fight my tits now, lets go harder i want more”.
I look around the room and i see everyone’s eyes are wide open at the action, both financiers are glued to the fight, women in the crowd cradle their own breasts as they imagine the pain these two cause each other, then curls lip as they softly encourage their choice of fighter to fight harder.
As Sonya and Peggy stand face to face and their large swollen red breasts smear, pump, thrust and collide , i can see Peggy is wincing some and struggling. Sonya not catching the signs just fights her rival harder, slowly I see Peggy’s heels start to step in retreat, Sonya starts to arch at her and drive her breasts harder across Peggy’s, “stop walking away Bitch and fight my tits”. She growls at Peggy.
Peggy is starting to pant heavy now, something is wrong, as Peggy stands to set her rival up Sonya tightens her chest muscles , her breasts swell up and in and she delivers a left, right left right series into Peggy’s breasts.
The solid SMACKS of flesh ring out , Peggy now gets knocked backwards.her mouth drops open as sweat is battered off her proud red breasts, as Peggy is stunned from her rivals attack, her breasts sway out and free and looser. Sonya drives in quick and dips low , then SMACK!!!! Rings out, Peggy’s breast get bounced up at her chin, her body stiffens in pain as Sonya delivers a perfect upper cut to Peggy’s undersides.
Everyone is stunned as Peggy is not just knocked down but her back and hips take the ropes and poles down with her as she lays flat on her back on the rug. Sonya stands over her hands on her hips, her breasts rise and fall fast and heavy, she looks down over them at Peggy.
Sonya growls “give up you cheap cow, or get up and fight my tits now”. Peggy is stunned and hurting though, i can tell, as she rolls up on to her hip, and her breasts sway and drop off her body. The sudden drop of their weight makes her shut her eyes and cradle both breasts as she can’t get up right away.
The weight of her heavy laden breasts dropping like that must have felt like a fist was driven into them. Peggy did her best to not expose the more severe pain to Sonya, and as she has so many times before even hurt, Peggy slowly gets to her knees then stands up.
You could have heard a pin drop in the place, everyone including Sonya was stunned that not only did she get up, but then placed her hands on her hair did a slow shimmy and snarled to Sonya, “cmon you cow, lets titfight “.
I smirked to myself, as i thought (thats it mom get her break her tits), the two Queens slowly circle and start to draw closer. Sonya inhales, she now knows all the rumors she has heard about Peggy are true, she is going to fight till she can’t. As they bump shoulders and the side of their breasts collide with a thick clap, no one saw it but we should have, even Sonya should have.
After the bump both women stay in contact as they square to face off, they drag their breasts firmly across the others. As thy did Sonya breathes in proudly, Peggy does as well but half way she feels a stabbing pain and nearly gasps.
The fight begins a new once again, slowly each woman smears, rolls, pumps, presses and undulates her breasts into her rivals. Stiff nipples bend against the powerful blood flow feeding them, its a different type of ache but it drives them to stay in contact.
As we watch Peggy now again starts to control the fight, making Sonya fight her style not her own. For now gone is the rough and fast swinging of their breasts , and the torturous slugging collisions.
Here on out till the end comes near Sonya is going to have to fight Peggy, her way slow steady and patiently waiting to execute the perfect finishing move. Nina sees the change and she swallows as she says to herself but i heard her, “oh my god she is gonna do it again, she is gonna devour that Bitch her way”.
Dad smiles a she sees the same thing and he says “that its baby your still the best break her”.
As i listen to them and others about the room i smile in pride, it didn’t matter if Peggy was sore, hurt, or perfectly healthy she knew how to use her breasts and was a warrior in the ring , a room or out in the street.
The heavy clops and claps start again, Peggy after each dragging pass across Sonya’s breasts would thrust head on and force her rivals equally strong heavy breasts to lift, or shift or drop, each way had a very telling weight against Sonya. The style Peggy fight made her rivals feel like they were fighting two women, the one facing her nad herself as her own breasts start to pull and stretch and loosen.
The effect was an art,one that Peggy mastered as she was demonstrating in front of all, every lifting push, thrust, shove lifted Sonya’s breasts only to ease away and let them drop and stretch out.
After 15 minutes you could see Sonya was starting to feel it, her shoulders were rolling forward,her face was looking sunken in from exhaustion. Her breasts now a deep red from contact, and swollen. From the looks of it Peggy wasn’t going to finish her before 1 hour, but Sonya it seems wasn’t use to going past one hour, her body and breathing was showing all she was stating to feel Peggy.
They barely step as one with their hands on hair and breasts in constant contact and motion, both were sweating as the volume once in their hair flattens down, drops of sweat get smeared or popped from swollen breasts as the once perfect rounded veiny shapes get elongated, side swollen and recoiled back.
As Sonya pants heavy and Peggy firmly comes from the right to the left side dragging and pulling Sonya’s breasts she hisses, ‘Problems Bitch hmm/, feeling my tits aren’t ya?, give up and i will only milk you, keep fighting my tits and I’ll hurt yours so bad you will never wear a bra again.”
Sonya rolls her head the pain was becoming to much, and as she had heard fighting Peggy feels like her tits are boulders. You could see it when sonya counters Peggy’s drag , her face looked like she was pulling two hundred pounds , and it was muscle in Peggy’s chest holding her breasts tight.
Sonya is slowly easing back looking for space, Peggy is hungry to end this bitch tonight for good. She stays after her like with Gina that first day in our sun room , every firm drag was felt from start to finish.
And like Gina back then, Sonya looks up and gasps at the effort it takes to fight back and feel Peggy’s breasts beat your own. The action is slow but heavier as they step about , but all are seeing where this is going, Peggy has her rival and is hurting her slow.
Sonya gasps out loud “UUUHHH BITCH MY TITS OHH” after Peggy plowed head on shimmied at her cleavage then dragged stiffly right then left. Sonya shakes her head then suddenly drops her hands and hugs into Peggy.
Peggy snakes her arms around Sonya and hugs in but continues to arch back giving enough space she can keep torturing Sonya’s breasts with her own. The two women in a hug struggle and strain, every muscle in their backs flexed as are the chest ones.
Sonya agin yells,out , “BITCH OWWW YOU BITCH”, Peggy yells back, “JUST GIVE BITCH AND IT ALL STOPS CMON”. I shook my head i knew it was over Sonya was hanging on but only to get hurt. I turn to my Dad as i pat his arm, “cmon Dad lets get a drink Mom has this fight”.
Before he can answer i hear the familiar sound, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK then the scream, OWWW AGHHH MY TITS YOU BITCH I GIVE I GIVE STOP!!”. I smirk as i look at my Dad, “cmon i am buying”. But then as i look at him, his face is pale white, his mouth dropped in shock.
I see Nina’ her eyes wide and mouth open in shock, i hear people in the crowd ‘OH MY GOD HOW”. I turn and I see Sonya standing over Peggy thighs wide bust behaving “Get Up YOU cxnt FIGHT mY TITS NOW!”.
Peggy was on the rug on her back tears running from pain as her hands held her breasts, i was so confused i look to my Dad , “what the fuck happened Dad?”. He turns his cell phone to me and he recorded the move Peggy was setting up.
There she was Sonya was near the pole and as she inhaled Peggy arched to break the hug and deliver her upper cuts to the undersides. Instead as she did Sonya was hurt but not as bad as we all thought. When Peggy pulls back arching Sonya dipped low and thrust up like lighting .
The uppercuts were so perfectly delivered Peggy’s breasts were hit each time before they could finish dropping, and with such force they hit Peggy’s chin. I look at the ring and Peggy is waving her hand she was done.
The bell rings and every person there for Peggy was in complete shock, meanwhile Sonya grabs Peggy by her hair and pulls her up on her knees hanging her by the hair for all to see. Then shoves her forward onto all fours and mounts her bare back.
Sonya slowly rubs her tits on Peggy’s bare back as she lays on it, her hands open as wide as they can and she SMACKS them onto Peggy’s hanging swollen breasts and latches on, twisting, squeezing, pulling, jerking, yanking and kneading with her jealous hate.
Peggy shook her head no and was in tears as her proud tits were being milked like water balloons over filled. Sonya a nasty smile was taunting Peggy to fight more but it was over, as Sonya finally gets Peggy’s milk to spray and flood the rug beneath her hanging breasts.
Sonya pulls and twists a few over extra times, and Peggy shouts “Let go I am empty Bitch”, thats when we knew how hurt mom was, Sonya sat up on her back and delivered a fist to Peggy’s left side just under breast, the thud came the scream, ‘Aiieeee OWWWW MY GOD OH YOU BITCH!!!”.
Peggy collapsed face first in her puddle of milk, her hands cupping her left side, Sonya then rolls her on her back only to slide up ease her thong aside and demand Peggy pleasure her, or another fist was going to land again.
Peggy in tears looks up as Sonya grabs a fistful of her red bangs and pulls Peggy’s face up into her wet pussy, then as Peggy slides her tongue in undulates on the Queens face for all to see.
More and more Sonya Mona’s riding Peggy’s face, tugging on her hair for more, till finally Sonya has her orgasm. Peggy’s hair is released her head drops back down in the wet rug her make up partially smeared as her face is soaked in juices.
Sonya smiles looking down over her proud tits and then slowly lowers them on to Peggy’s face , her stiff nipples slapping Peggy’s wet lips as she growls at Peggy, “Worship my tits you Whore”.
Peggy starts to suck each nipple and slowly as Sonya enjoys it she lowers her G’s on to Peggy’s face swallowing it fully in her mass. As she does Peggy has trouble breathing and is tapping at Sonya’s back but there will be no mercy, it stops when the winner says it stops.
Finally right before Peggy passes out, Sonya stands up and steps about Peggy’s body then grabs another fistful of hair and slowly forces Peggy up on her knees. Sonya then snaps her fingers at the maid who carries out a strap on. Peggy cries as Sonya slips it on then forces it between Peggy’s wet tits fucking them, once done she uses Mom’s hair to get her back on all fours and gets behind Peggy.
She yanks Peggy’s head back making her look up as she growls , “I am the Queen here say it”, before Peggy can say it Sonya stabs the 14” inch dildo deep into Peggy’s pussy.
Peggy groans out as she has to take it, “UUUGGGGNNN MMMFFFF cxnt”. Then with an animal lust look Sonya starts to pump it in and out of Peggy , forcing her to take the dildo deep and faster and faster Sonya pumps it like she is fucking Peggy from behind.
Finally broken and beaten Peggy is forced to have an orgasm, she screams it out as Sonya is still pumping her faster. Once totally worn out Peggy falls face first in her wet milk on the rug, her ass up in the air with the dildo now still in her soaking pussy.
Sonya detached it and stands up walking around Peggy as if this was a weird sex show suddenly. Sonya shimming her tits and arms up muscle posing gets Peggy’s bra and puts it on then has her own bra in hand.
She struts to Peggy and grabs the dildo and yanks it out of Peggy’s pussy, she grabs Peggy by her hair again yanks her head up, Peggy’s mouth hangs open in pain , ‘OWWWW MY HAIR<<UUGHHH”.
Sonya took the dildo soaked in Peggy’s own juices and shoves it in her mouth as she slides in and out she hisses to Peggy , “clean it off whore i need it for my next fight”.
Peggy was so broken and beaten we all stood in disbelief, even Nina was stunned at what was happening. Once finished Sonya shoves Peggy’s face back on the rug by her hair then stands up, she places a heel on Peggy’s back poses for all then as she steps away turns and kicks the side of Peggy’s breast on the floor.
Sonya hisses to her “i am the Queen of the French quarter whore be out of my area by sun up or I will kick your fat tits all over bourbon street got it”. Peggy lays there crying as Sonya proudly swaggers away.
The mansion emptied out quickly and the only ones left were myself, Dad and Peggy’s financier, he had the medics come in and check Peggy over fully, then he drove us back to his mansion.
We got Peggy in bed and he assured us she had a place to recover till she could travel, we thanked him naturally and we let Peggy rest. No one but a nurse was allowed to see Peggy for a week, finally i went to go see her on my own and as i did, in front of her door were 3 bins of bras, all the ones she ever won, on the door knob was her queen black designer bra the one bra she never was in fear of losing.
In the right cup a note, “Dear Amber I think i am finally done, at least as a Queen, that Sonya was like fighting boulders and she was strong , i would love to catfight her or fight for my bra back, but an agreement is an agreement, i have never suffered such an embarrassing loss as I did to her. I am finished taking towns and bras, there will be an envelope waiting for you on the way out to go home, raise your baby and enjoy lie, Momma loves you and I will see you again soon, Love Mom”.
I showed Dad the note he had a tear well up in his eyes and he kissed my head and nearly ran out. I spoke to Peggy’s financier who handed me the envelope in it was the money won since she came to New Orleans. I thanked him and asked what will become of Mom?.
He shook his head slow and said, ‘I have no idea Amber, but as i told you she has a place here for as long as she needs to recover both physically and mentally.” I left that day , both sad for the humiliating loss Peggy had to endure after such a lengthy career of wins and come backs, but i was glad it was finally over, Peggy once she got past this could finally enjoy life and not fighting.
A few months passed by and from time to time i would call her financier to check on her, i think Peggy was so humiliated she couldn’t face me still but we wrote from time to time, i finally took a trip back to New Orleans and to the mansion. I stood out front about to ring the bell when i heard a scream from the side.
I walked over to where the side garden was and there was Peggy and Nina in heels and thongs and kimono robes, both had their hair up. I stormed over cause of Peggy’s injury, and was about to demand this gets stopped before it starts. Peggy looked at me and winked that familiar no worries look. I could we her bruising to her left side had all but gone. Having seen her bounce back once before i thought she was going to again, and that after this she would be knocking on Sonya’s door to get it all back. Which she was fully entitled to do .
Seeing no one was going to get between them, Nina opens her robe, her amazing fit busty body straightens to full height, her 36G’s swell out nipples hard. But as she displays her perfect body , something told me this was going to be more than a titfight. Peggy arches her body as she eases her robe off, as fit and busty her 36G’s swell out that firm look holding steady. Both women glare at the mutual dislike as they draw closer.
Standing face to face as they breath deep but slow, Nina says “tit to tit cat honey?”. Peggy licks her lips and smirks, “you came to me sugar i don’t care how you want it, but either fight me or get out”.
Nina knows she has the ability to beat mom tit to tit as she did once already, but it was tough, and their second titfight Nina was the one putting up a fight only to be beaten. She wanted to beat Peggy tit to tit but she also wanted to hurt her for that big loss as the entire community watched. Nina slowly opens her hands as does Peggy and they press tit to tit then Nina spits at Peggy’s face , Peggy returns the spit to Nina’s face and in an instant they have a death grip on each other’s hair. As i watch Peggy in yet another fight , i shook my head thinking she will never stop fighting . The two hell cats are viciously shaking each other’s head by the scalp as they twist up fistfuls of hair and rip at it.
Their long sinewy thighs hold them in place and their big breaths jostle, smear and bulge as they yank wildly .
Both are red faced and tears well up as they rip of strands full of hair, heads are snapped right and left at will of the others deep grip. Seesawing on their heels they continue to fight like alley cats .
Nina gasps deeply as Peggy first yanks her head down then snaps it back making her look up, “oohhhh aawwwww Bitch my hair”. Peggy snarls but as she rips Nina’s head to the right Nina wraps her left ar up and over Peggy’s head and the two end up in a double headlock.
Both women have tears falling from their roots being torn out by the fistful, but neither will ease up or stop. But Nina wants revenge and to pound Peggy, she holds Peggy in the headlock tighter with her arm, then releases Peggy’s hair with the other hand and reaches under where their breasts hang and sway freely, her sharp claws slap against Peggy’s let breast and stab into the fleshy globe , squeezing deeply as she tears the flesh with her talons.
Peggy bent in the headlock suddenly bucks and tries to scramble but can’t get free. So she does what she must, she releases Nina’s hair and delivers a punch to Nina’s right breast hard then grabs hold and starts to milk it with her nails sunken in the flesh tearing the flesh into red furrows as well.
Both women grunt and squeal as they mangle the others breast, finally as they stutter step they both bring the other to a knee and thats when things get really serious between them.
Nina rocks Peggy’s body back in the headlock adding pressure on her neck, then as she balls a fist she pounds at Peggy’s left side. The thuds are clear as Peggy’s grunts of pain , her arm eases off Nina’s neck only to guard her left side.
While Nina hit hard it wasn’t enough to make Peggy fold that easily, right then i knew Peggy wasn’t healed and should have been. Finally free Nina snakes herself behind Peggy and straddles the saddle of her lower back , her hand grabs Peggy’s bangs and rip her head back making her look up, as her free hand swings into the left side of Peggy over and over scoring deep blows there.
Peggy finally can not take it anymore she fights the hair pull and then drops on her left side to the brick garden path. Nina an evil smile pounces on Peggy and straddles her stomach, then starts to wind mill her fists and claws at Peggy’s face and tits.
Peggy swings back reaching up, soon both alpha cats are clawing it out, finally Peggy thrusts her fingernails up into Nina’s tits and twists and squeezes in deep.
Nina arches and her face is wide with fear as she cries out, “oh you bitch my tits “. But Nina is no easy fight she leans down and her own nails dig into Peggy’s breasts they slowly rock side to side then finally Nina is pushed off Peggy and the two women grab at hair again , face to face they start rolling over each other in a tight cat ball. These two women were doing more damage at their age then they did at 45, this was a fight of pure hate for one another.
As i was about to go break it up i stopped when Peggy got up over Nina and stabbed her claws in Nina’s face , as she clawed down Nina’s face ripping her features, she bent low and her teeth found Nina’s right breast and nipple and were ripping at Nina’s breast.
Nina was screaming for it to stop, thats when Peggy sat back up and like with Gina Peggy tore flesh on Nina’s breast mauling the perfect round breast. Blood started and Nina screeched for it to stop. Peggy decided to make Nina pay and started to swing her fists down onto Nina’s face and head and body. Finally Nina crying screams “ I GIVE BITCH”. Peggy stands and dragged her rival by the hair out of the garden and to the gate, where she dropped Nina in a slump bleeding from her breast like she did to Gina.
Peggy hair torn up and a few scratches about her breasts and face smiled at me, ‘Hi sweetie sorry about this but this whore wouldn’t let me retire till her and i had our fight, its over now, care to wait while i clean up?.
I nodded yes as i was about to step over Nina, she gets up and with tears running grabs Peggy by the arm and turns her around and slams a hard right fist up into the left side of Peggy. Peggy grabs her side in excruciating pain and screams out “YOU BITCH”.
Nina breast bleeding and deformed watches as Peggy holds the gate to stay standing, “cmon you fat cxnt ‘“. I was sure Peggy was done but her anger boiled as she shook her head she turns to Nina and swings an uppercut to Nina’s jaw and once again Nina is dropped like a sack of potatoes flat on her back at the gate. Just then two maids rush over to get her up and out of the yard, Peggy’s financier met us at the rear door, he gave me hug, as he did he whispers to me, “i tried to prevent it”. I smiled at him and said , “Honey only Mother Nature and age can stop that hurricane”. We went in and sat to have tea, Peggy walked back in dressed in jeans and bare feet and a lovely blouse buttoned to her swollen cleavage.
She looked the most normal i ever saw her, she smiled at me and sat to have tea when i noticed she was wincing with each breath, I asked her about Sonya, she looked away then back at me, “Hey the better woman won this time, nothing i could about it, she beat me at my own game tough tits and all, she can have it i am done.”
I was so relieved and to know she was still welcome at his home for all she won for him. When i left , i still couldn’t help feeling something was either wrong or coming. But as i flew home i smiled that maybe it was finally over.
By the time i landed at home i had several messages from her financier, Peggy’s injury from all the abuse turned for the worse, and she was rushed to the hospital and later passed away while i was in the air. I called everyone i knew and we all met back in New Orleans for the funeral.
The procession went down bourbon street, right past Sonya’s place. The funeral carriage had bras hanging from it from all her wins and a sign on top of where Peggy’s casket was. It read , “Goodbye to the Queen of the French Quarter”, Peggy had won her title after all , Sonya glared with jealous hate after all it took the True Queen Took the title with her.
The End
( i hope the ending doesn’t phase anyone to much but it was the only way Peggy would ever stop and it was time to end this series)
