Once the Russian has delivered her devastating blows on the fat cow's big tits, I loosen my hold around her neck and kick her away.
Then, I immediately attack the fierce Natalie, grabbing her hair and kneeling her between her legs.
-Finally!- I cry out, spinning around while still holding the Russian's hair in my hands and releasing my grip to send her stumbling on the floor. I rush to her, kicking her abs and tits with my army boots. -Take this, cocky slut! I will beat you savagely to the rhythm of my music, since you insulted my dj set!- I wave a hand to my manager, who turns on the console, playing my latest track. I grin and grab Natalie's hair, dragging her on the dance floor.