As the fight raged across the luxurious beach house living room, it was more or less an even battle between the two starlets...although that began to change, slowly but perceptively, as the minutes ticked by; Emma seemed to be gradually taking control of the brawl, so much so that Kristen was driven to desperate measures.
Discarding whatever vestiges of fair play she may have maintained previously in this contest, Stewart seized control with a withering string of knees, punches and stomps to her British rival's tender groin. The onslaught rapidly melted away whatever power Watson still had, reducing her to a quivering, blubbering rag doll. The inevitable end came when the American sat upon the back of her opponent, grabbing Emma's legs and bending them back. Tucking the Brit's ankles under her own arms so as to free her hands, Stewart put those hands to work, savaging clawing at Watson's now-throbbing womanhood.
"NO MORE!" Emma shrieked. "I SUBMIT!"
Patently ignoring her adversary, Stewart sneers, "I don't think we're done just yet."
Horrified by those chilling words, Emma whimpers, "Please...no more...have mercy!"
After another long moment of torturing her victim, Kristen released her and stood up. A kick to the ribs forced Watson to roll over onto her back, and the victorious Stewart places a foot upon her destroyed rival's chest, casually brushing her hair back with her fingers before looking down at her foe. Locking eyes with the Brit, Kristen hisses, "If you ever challenge me again, I'll make what happened to you today seem like a day at the spa, you little twat!"
Agonized and humiliated, Kristen can only close her eyes tight to try and stem the flood of tears, as the American triumphantly struts away.
