Roy could see everything now, as there were only three areas of conflict left. On one monitor he saw and heard Kaitlyn scream as the punches hammered into her kidneys. She straightened up and made her boobs an inviting target for Samantha, who began slamming fists into them while Vicki pummeled her from behind. A forearm shiver to the back of the head wobbled Kait's knees and a right hook to the chin from Samantha sent her crumpling to the grass. Vicki and Samantha then went to work on the downed blonde, kicking and stomping away as Kait rolled into a ball to try to protect herself. Kicks to the back and head rained down on her until she lay unmoving, dazed, teeth gritted, tears rolling down her face. She was a few feet from the barrier by that point, and Sam moved in to finish the job, rolling Kait toward the white line. Until Vicki grabbed her from behind just as she had Lisa.
"Rear naked choke, Vick! Get her!" Roy said with a smile. Sam fought wildly but Vicki simply pulled her to the ground and applied a body scissors to go with the choke hold. The brunette tried to roll, tried to pry away the blonde's arms and legs, but she couldn't come close to doing any of it. Roy's wife had her and Sam knew it. "Fucking bitch!" she groaned as Vicki tightened up on the hold.
Meanwhile, on another monitor, the braw between Heather and Natalie was reaching its conclusion. The battered brunette had been driven steadily backward by her blonde rival, who now had her on the edge of elimination. A right hook to the chin from the blonde sent the brunette crashing on her back to the grass. Heather then leaped on the downed Natalie and sunk her claws into her rival's bra cups. Natalie reached up and grabbed the blonde by the hair all while twisting to her left. Heather was knocked from her perch and soon the rivals were catballing across the grass, cursing at one another all the while. Natalie finally ended up on top, but, before she could try to pull Heather's fingers out of her boobs, the whistle sounded...twice. The women had rolled outside the fight area and both had been eliminated. That didn't stop the brawl, however, as Nat began hammering away at Heather's face, while the blonde tore at the brunette's boobs. Shelly had to physically separate the two to end things. It wasn't hard, as both were battered and nearing exhaustion.
"Two for the price of one!" Roy said with a smile. There were only six fighters left, and three looked all but finished. Roy glanced at another monitor where Kaitlyn lay on the grass, still curled in a ball just to the left of Sam, who was weakening badly in Vicki's rear naked choke/body scissors combination. Another monitor showed an excellent view of Jessica and Gabby sending Donna staggering again and again with punches and kicks to head, belly, boobs, until, finally, the redhead went down and the black women began to slam kicks into her battered body.
Roy looked back toward his wife and saw Sam's final struggles. Her hands fell to her sides and her body relaxed, head dropping. Vicki quickly released the younger woman and began rolling her unconscious body toward the white line. A few moments later, the blonde rolled the brunette for the final time. Sam came to rest outside the fight area and Shelly blew the whistle. Vicki had eliminated another competitor. Only five fighters left. "Uh oh..." Roy said.
Vicki turned away from Sam, back toward the fight area, and got a kick between the legs for her trouble. It was Kaitlyn, who'd staggered to her feet and arrived just as Vicki was finishing off Sam. The blonde doubled over, hands coming to her pussy, but Kait quickly straightened her with a series of uppercuts to the boobs. Roy's wife's face went white again and she screamed as each punch slammed into her big boobs. A straight right hand to the chin followed, and Vicki went down hard, half in and half out of the fight area. Kait quickly rolled the stunned older blonde over a couple of times, sending her outside the white line. The whistle sounded. Vicki was out. "Damn!" Roy said quietly. "I thought she was going to win it for a minute there..."
Now, there was a single area of action to follow. Gabrielle had pulled Donna back to her feet by the hair, and the two Black women were pounding away at her, with Jessica holding Donna's arms so that Gabrielle could slam punches into her belly and DDs. Then, Kaitlyn wobbled over and hit Jessica with three rabbit punches. The black woman's knees shook and she released the redhead to turn to the blonde. Kait kept throwing punches, backing Jessica up with shots to the boobs. Meanwhile, the released redhead fell to her knees and was sent sprawling by Gabby's knee to the chin.
With Donna down if not out, Gabby turned to Kaitlyn, stepping in behind her and going right for her already bruised kidneys with a series of nasty hooks. The blonde screamed and turned, firing back at the Black woman, but Kait had been badly battered and was nearing exhaustion. Her punches were weak and slow, while Gabby's rejoinders, most landing in Kait's bra, still had plenty of snap. To make things worse, Jessica joined in the attack, landing three high kicks to the face that sent the blonde stumbling back toward the edge of the combat area. A nasty kick to the pussy from Jessica brought a scream of agony from Kait, who crumpled to the grass and rolled into the fetal position, teeth gritted, face streaming tears, hands between her legs.
Jessica quickly reached down to begin rolling the blonde the few feet she'd need to to send her outside the white lines, but she never got started. Instead, Gabby slammed a foot between her legs from behind. Jessica screamed and fell across Kait, knocking the wind out of both fighters. The younger Black woman then rolled the older one over the blonde. Jessica landed face up, staring at Gabby. "Fucking bitch..." she moaned. "It's a Battle Royal, bitch," Gabby replied, and then stomped down three times on Jessica's boobs. The older woman screamed and rolled to her belly just inside the white line. Gabrielle wasted no time rolling Jeff's wife outside the fight area, where she lay holding her boobs and pussy, tears streaming down her face. The whistle sounded. "Three left..." Roy said.
Gabby turned back to Kait and found her on all fours. She waited patiently for the blonde to rise, even waited for her to try a punch. It landed in Gabrielle's boob, but there was nothing behind it. The black woman then went to work, ripping a trio of punches into Kait's bra. "OH! OH! OHHHHH!" the blonde screamed and crumpled to the grass. She was on her back, eyes closed tightly, tears leaking down her cheeks, hands cupping her battered boobs. Finished. Gabby wasted no time rolling the blonde over the white line. The whistle sounded. Kaitlyn was out.
Gabby spun around and spotted Donna. The redhead had risen to her feet and was trying to shake the worst of the damage from the double-team she'd been subjected to. The Black woman moved quickly to square off with her. The two beauties began swinging, and, while Donna was able to land some good punches, the fresher Black woman got the better of it. She began backing up the redhead, working over her DDs. A right to the jaw staggered Donna, and Gabby then stepped forward and applied the bearhug.
"Damn!" Roy said, as Gabrielle lifted Donna off her feet. The redhead tried to escape, pushing at Gabby's shoulders, kicking her pretty feet, twisting, gritting her teeth as her battered boobs were being crushed beneath the Black woman's awesome pair. Gabby then began walking slowly toward the edge of the combat area. Donna was desperately trying to free herself, but she couldn't. She was weakening badly, the air being squeezed out of her. Finally, the redhead gasped, "Fucking bitch...", and her head went down on Gabrielle's shoulder. The brunette stood just inside the white line now. She dropped Donna to the grass. The redhead hit with a groan, hands coming to her battered boobs. There was no whistle, however. Donna's feet were still inside the fight area. Gabby stomped the redhead in the belly. Donna pulled her knees up instinctively and the whistle blew. The redhead, tears in her eyes, rolled away into a ball, holding her boobs and belly.
"Wow!" Roy said, staring at the screen. "Wow!" Gabrielle stood inside the fight area alone, big chest heaving, a smile on her face. Shelly grabbed the tiara and the check and walked inside the white lines. She handed the check and the tiara to Gabby, who put the latter on her head with a smile. She stuck the former into her right bra cup. "The winner and Queen of the Cul-De-Sac is Gabrielle!" Shelly announced.
Roy's eyes quickly moved away from the scene involving the winner and his sister. Now, he was looking around the outside of the fight area, where 13 women stared with hate in their eyes at the winner. There were going to be plenty of challenges for Gabby's newly-won crown, Roy knew. But. He suspected some of the beaten baker's dozen were going to have issues to sort out between one another first. This had been awesome, Roy thought. But, the best part was, it was just beginning.
