They rolled about on the floor for a few seconds, their claws leaving deep welts in the other's flesh, but Nadine ultimately held the top position, broke free of Vanessa's grip and mounted her foe. She squeezed tightly with her powerful thighs as she sat up and unleashed a fury on Vanessa, raining fists onto her face and tits, throwing in occasional forearm smashes to the woman's face and breasts and occasional grabbing Vanessa's hair and slamming her head into the ground. The woman's strength was stunning and her aggression wild. Vanessa had been on the bad side of fights before, but this was an experience like none other. In moments, her nose exploded and her left eye was beginning to swell. Her breasts felt like they were going to rupture.
"C'mon bitch! C'mon bitch! I thought you were tough, motherfucker!" taunted Nadine as she thrashed Vanessa. The dominant brunette leapt to her feet and stomped Vanessa several times, then bent down and grabbed her by her hair and hauled her to her feet. She threw Vanessa bodily across the room, sending her careening into the wall as she tumbled to the ground. Vanessa got to her feet, her body and her ego wounded, and charged at Nadine. The homewrecker waited and then snapped kick into Vanessa's gut, stopping her cold. Vanessa groaned and stepped back, bent over, clutching her gut. Nadine stepped forward, grabbed Vanessa by her shoulders and slammed several knees into her face, breasts and pussy. Now, Vanessa's left implant exploded and she screamed in pain. She struggled to fight back, but Nadine was dominant. The beating was ruthless and cruel. Nadine held her by her hair and kept her Vanessa's bent over as she stepped back into a wide stance and used her free fist to swing wild haymakers into Vanessa's face. The brunette dropped to the ground as Nadine let her go.
"Get up, cxnt. We're not done."
Vanessa had never been beaten up so badly in her life. No fight had ever been so truly one sided. Not even her first fight with Sheeba. She moaned on the floor, face buried, ass up. Nadine maneuvered behind her and jammed her hand between her thighs, gripping her labia with her sharp claws and digging in viciously. A choked and muffled sob escaped from Vanessa's throat as she twtiched and jerked as Nadine tore at the sensitive flesh and violated her further with her fingers. Vanessa desperately tried to move away, but Nadine held a grip on her pussy that wouldn't let her move.
Finally, her attacker released and she was able to crawl away. Nadine paced, sweaty and breathing hard, but otherwise largely undamaged.
"Get up, Vanessa, get up and fight for your man, or have I already won?"
Vanessa whimpered as she looked at Karl, whose face was impassive, unemotional. His cock however, revealed his remarkable enthusiasm for what was happening. She moaned as she struggled to her feet, unwilling to quit. She was battered. She looked at Nadine and for the first time in a long time, she felt fear.
She wanted to be done, but she didn't want to lose all of what she had earned, and for some fucking stupid reason, she didn't want to lose Karl. She moved in towards her enemy and swung a feeble punch. Nadine hit with a series of punches, right, left, right, left, repeated, unblocked punches that snapped Vanessa's head right, then left, then right then left and backed her up until she was backed against the wall.
Nadine pressed her forearm against her upper chest, pinning her against the wall and then grabbed her bald pussy. She dug in again, causing Vanessa to grimace in pain. Vanessa retaliated proudly by grabbing Nadine's pussy, digging her own nails into the moist flesh. Nadine didn't flinch despite the pain. The two women were in very different situations, despite both suffering the claw of their foe. Nadine slipped her forearm up and across Vanessa's throat, cutting off the air to Vanessa's lungs....
Vanessa's eyes went wide as she struggled to breathe and her face flushed. She released her grip on Nadine's pussy as she struggled to pry the strong woman's arm away from her throat desperately....