[Celebrity Strapon Queen]

Amazing! Love to see Scarjo posts winning and losing!

[jtmatt]

Awesome story Jack! I really like Naya as an asskicker and needs to get more run on this site! I got a story started with her whooping some ass too ... thanks for the great work as always!

[jtmatt]

Emma Watson (28 5’5” 117) vs Kaya Scodelario (26 5’6” 122)

Emma and Kaya had been close friends in the past. That all started to change when they began going after the same movie rolls and when rumors started to fly that Kaya had slept with Emma’s boyfriend, their friendship was all but over. Things came to a head when the two showed up to the same party, Emma with the same guy in the rumors, wearing a sexy little sundress and Kaya, who came alone, wearing skin tight jeans and a tee-shirt that is a couple sizes too small and showing off a little of her right abs.

Both had managed to avoid each other throughout the party, occasionally exchanging unfriendly glares until the party began to wind down. Emma was in the back yard talking to the host of the party, unaware that Kaya had come out as well, was saying nasty thing about her ex-friend that she heard and of course, took offense to. “Excuse me?!” Kaya shouted from behind Emma, catching her by surprise and causing her to jump. “I know you are not out here talking shit about me!” Kaya continued looking ready to tear into Emma “because if you have a problem, we can settle it right here, right now” Kaya now standing right in front of Watson. Emma, shocked by the sudden aggression from her former friend but not about to back down, held her ground “Careful what to ask for little girl, you don’t want to start something you can’t finish” The girl’s are now toe to toe, Kaya looks bigger and stronger than Emma and pushes her hard, Emma responds with a stinging slap and the fight is on.

The fight is intense and both girls take turns punishing the other, punching and pulling hair, kicks and squeezes, trying to cause each other as much pain as possible. Both showing the wear and tear of a brutal fight and beginning to tire as they pull on each other’s hair, screaming at with hate as they pushed up against a fence. Kaya, forcing Emma’s back against the wall lifts up her knee and slams it into her rival’s belly, drawing a gasp from Watson who removes her hands from hair to protect her body. Scodelario see’s an opening and pulls one hand out of her rival’s hair, using her now free hand she begins to punch Emma in her face. She is able to land three solid punches and is rewarded with a pained yelp when each punch lands, forcing the older Watson to cover her face, leaving her body open for another knee to her body. Scodelario buries her knee deep into Emma’s belly, again drawing a pained gasp as the air is forced from her lungs. This time Kaya follows up with three more vicious knees to Watson’s body, causing the beautiful Brit to fold in half holding her body, as she desperately tries to catch her breath. Scodelario, her left hand still buried deep in brunette hair, raises her knee into Emma’s lowered head. The devastating blow connects with an audible smack and leaves an open gash on Emma’s forehead, causing her body to go limp and fall to the floor.

Kaya glaring down at Emma, allowing herself a quick smile after she hears weak moans and pained whimpers coming from the beaten girl, decided its time to humiliate her old friend in front everyone left at the party. She starts by stripping Watson of her dress, leaving her with only her g-string panties on, and revealing her perky, bra-less breasts. Next, she hauls Emma up to her feet by her hair, drags her to a near by chair, sits down and drapes Watson across her lap. Kaya flashes her big beautiful smile as she rises her hand and spanks Emma’s perfect little pale butt. Watson’s body flails and she cries out in pain each time the younger actress smacks her ass. Soon, Emma’s butt turns a bright red and tears begin to run down her face, mixing with the blood from the gash in her forehead, never has she been so humiliated. Kaya, hearing Emma crying momentarily stops the punishment and begins to message the beet red buttocks “Oh Emma, what are we going to do with you now?” And she rears back and spanks her the hardest yet causing Emma to cry out again “Please stop Kaya, you win!”, tears continuing to flow down her cheeks. “Oh I know I’ve won dumbass” Kaya quickly retorts “you need to tell everyone here I’m the hottest British actress and have the most talent” Emma, waisted no time and complied with her tormentor’s demands, repeating Scodelario word for word through the occasional sob or sniffle from crying. Kaya satisfied with her humiliation of Emma, delivers one more stinging spank and stands up, dumping the beaten actress onto her back, on the floor. Kaya stands over the top the thoroughly defeated Watson, watching as she waves her hands back and forth in front of her, pleading to Scodelario to stop the abuse but Kaya was not in a merciful mood and she grabbed Emma’s discarded dress, wrapping it tight around her throat and began choking her. Watson kicked wildly and tugged at the garment but to no avail and her movements became slower and slower and then stopped as she passed out from the lack of oxygen. Kaya then rolled her victim onto her belly and uses the dress to tie her hands together and then rolling her back over so all can see her, in her defeated glory.

[jtmatt]

Sophie Turner (22 - 5’9” 141lbs) vs Kate Beckinsale ( 45 - 5’7” - 121lbs)

Kate Beckinsale has always been supremely confident in her fighting skills and today she was showing why, she was taking the fight to the up and coming Sophie Turner. The young actress had no answer for the brunette’s aggressiveness and was taking a beating, something she was not used to. Kate ruthlessly battered Sophie with combinations that would rock the beautiful red head but to Turner’s credit, she stayed on her feet, desperate to protect herself and mount an offense of her own.

That changed however, when Kate landed an impressive array of punches, that finally dropped Turner to her hands and knees. Beckinsale raised her hands as she strutted around the downed girl, all but certain, the fight was soon to be over. Sophie had other ideas, she took advantage of the time the gloating Kate was giving her to recover and when the moment was right, she shot up and delivered and earth shattering uppercut to the unsuspecting Beckinsale. Kate, not ready for the aggression from the downed girl, was obliterated by the power Sophie put behind her punch and fell backwards like a tree to her back, barely conscious.

Sophie, not wanting to make the same mistake Kate made, straddled her older rival, pinning her arms to her sides. Looking down at the still dazed Kate, she begins slapping her as hard as she could. First with her the front of her hand and then followed by the back of her hand. The first couple snacks brought Kate out of her stupor, only to find that she was trapped and unable to avoid the heavy slaps raining down on her. She cursed at Sophie and lifted up, trying to unseat the red head but to no avail and being the proud woman she is, spit in Turner’s face in disgust and anger. Sophie smiled down at Kate, stopped smacking her so she could wipe the spit from her face, then unleashed a huge right to the trapped Beckinsale’s face. Kate was again almost knocked out, the left side of her face began to swell around a small gash on her cheek, opened by the hard punch. Sophie used her left hand to force Kate to look up at her and delivered another devastating right, this one knocking her out but that didn’t stop Sophie from repeating the attack three more times, before she was satisfied with her handiwork. Sophie stood up, looking to humiliate the older actress a bit, reached down and grabbed Kate by her long hair, lifted her up into a seated position and propped the ko’ed actress against her. She held Kate there, mouth open and blood trickling from her cheek and allowed onlookers to take pictures of the slumbering beauty before she unceremoniously dropped her back to the floor.

[jtmatt]

Emilia Clarke (31 - 5’2” 128lbs) vs  Natalie Dormer (36 - 5’6” 124)

Emilia was hurt. Natalie was using her quickness and fighting savvy to ruthlessly pick her apart. Emilia would take two or three shots for every one she would manage to land and every time they went to the ground, Dormer would use her longer limbs to defend herself from any hold Clarke attempted, and working back up to her feet, where she wanted to fight.

Now, the two combatants stood facing each other, Natalie with an arrogant smirk still looking fresh and Emilia, battered and tired with blood coming out of her nose and side of her left eye. Dormer, knowing she has Emilia hurt, presses forward and throws a series of punches that backed Clarke up against a wall. Emilia at this point was not fighting back, only doing her best to protect herself but Natalie was unrelenting and as she continued to hammer away at Emilia’s face and body, more and more punches made their way through the weakening defense. Clarke, wilting under the immense pressure, was no longer able to hold up her arms in defense as Dormer pounds her back and forth, with lefts and rights to her face. Barely conscious, the battered Emilia falls forward into Dormer and grabs a hold of her has she slides down her onto her knees, with her face resting on her tormentor’s legs.

Natalie looks down at Emily, who’s still on her knees, desperately holding on to Har and clinging to consciousness, wipes bloody, sweaty hair away from Clarke’s face. “Don’t worry Emilia, it’s almost over” Natalie says as she again flashes that confident smirk, she then pushes out with her knee to knock Clarke off of her and on to the ground. Emilia fell on to her stomach with a soft groan and tried crawling, desperate to get away. Natalie has different plans, she drops down on Emilia’s back, pulls her up by her arms and locks in a camel clutch.  Dormer collects all of Clarke’s hair in left hand and pulls her head back to reveal a battered, barely conscious Emilia, who’s quietly groaning out her surrender. Natalie, deciding its time to end things, wraps her right arm tight around Emilia’s throat to add a choke hold to the camel clutch, then leans back to increase the pressure on Clarke. It’s doesn't take long for Emilia’s body to go limp and her eyes close, completely knocked out. Natalie realizing Emilia is done, releases the hold and let’s her drop to the floor in a heap, stands up and walks away still wearing her confident smirk.

[docstup]

I finally have filmed the first film inspired by this thread. Finish Her 1 is now up and available. Two endings of two fights! And one fighter is a celebrity! Well, in the wrestling genre anyway. Monroe Jamison, the legendary champion of the Female Wrestling Channel. 

OK, so it's not Kate Upton and Margot Robbie (though Jessica does resemble her a bit. . . ) but it's not bad.  Please take a look and do let me know if I should continue.

 https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/131161/20361283/Finish+Her+1

[Jackflash Jump]

Abigail Breslin vs Ariel Winter



The only sound in the penthouse room was the heavy panting of both beauties.  They stood on opposite sides of the room, hunched forward, hands on their knees as they gulped in precious oxygen.  But their heads were tilted up enough so that their eyes could lock with one another, and their gaze was filled with pure hatred.  The two arch-rivals had engaged in a brutal brawl thus far.  What had begun in mini-dresses saw them now reduced to their thongs, their lush bodies drenched with sweat, their alabaster skin marred by scratches and teeth marks.  Both Ariel and Abigail had been pushed to the limits of their endurance...and then pushed even beyond that.  Each knew that any hope of victory had to be seized swiftly, before exhaustion claimed one of them.

At some unheard signal known only to them, the two hellions charged at one another, howling like banshees, until their collided chest to chest in the center of the room, a spray of perspiration erupting from the impact.  Hands tugged at hair, pushed at faces, clutched at flesh as they stumbled around the room.  Suddenly Abigail let out a shriek and staggered backward, hand coming up to her right eye, whose vision was now blurred, thanks to Ariel having racked her fingernails over it.  An instant later, Winter's left foot lashed up, landing with a thud into the blonde's lower belly, doubling her over with a loud gasp of expelled breath.

"Poor little Abby...so close to winning, only to lose...just like the big fat loser you are," the brunette sneered as she took her nemesis by her French braid ponytail, pulling her head up and back so that her chin jutted out.  The follow up was an uppercut to that selfsame chin that left Breslin glassy eyed and on wobbly legs.  The blonde managed to stay upright, which seemed to vex her rival at first; Ariel had expected Abigail to drop to the floor, allowing the brunette to finish her off with her signature breast smother.  But after a few heartbeats length of time, a new idea came to Winter's mind, and a wicked smile came to her lips.

Reaching her right hand down between Abigail's thighs, while her left hand reached around the blonde's right shoulder, Ariel dipped her knees and with a grunt she managed to lift her opponent up into the air in preparation for a bodyslam that was sure to pummel the last vestiges of power from Breslin's battered body.  But Winter couldn't resist showing off her own power, and displaying her helpless rival by turning toward the gathered spectators.

But Breslin wasn't entirely helpless just yet.  Held aloft, she began to squirm with all of her might; this threw Ariel off balance, and with a yelp she suddenly fell backward, landing hard to the carpeted floor with the blonde squarely atop her.  Moving with all of the haste she could muster, Abigail twisted her body around until she is able to pin the brunette's wrists to the floor and settle her own bodacious bosom down upon the fury-filled face of her arch-nemesis.  Ariel thrashes beneath her oppressor, but is just too spent to throw her off, and it isn't long before she is smothered into oblivion.

With tremendous effort that requires her very last vestiges of power, Abigail struggles up off of her now slumbering foe and get back up to her feet.  She plants a foot upon Ariel's heaving chest and raises her arms in a victory pose, smirking down at Winter and saying, "The only loser anyone here sees is you, bitch!"

[Jackflash Jump]

HWA:  Charlize Theron vs Tyra Banks



Squeals of anguish filled the arena air as Tyra raked Charlize's face along the top rope of the ring, the steel cable searing across her eyelids, the pain leaving the blonde stunned.  Once they reached the turnbuckle, Banks pulled her opponent away from the strands, wrapped her arms around Theron's waist to hoist her up, and then spun her 180 degrees so that she could deposit her foe upside down in the corner.  Knees bent over the top ropes and feet tucked under the middle cables, Charlize was hung helplessly in a Tree of Woe.

The brunette stepped back to observe her handiwork, and a small, cruel smirk came to her lips.  She and Charlize had been the fiercest of rivals for two decades now, their battles among the epic brawls of the Hollywood Wrestling Alliance's history, with no sign of the intensity between them abating anytime soon.  Now, she had her hated rival at her mercy...and Tyra was well-known for being merciless.

First she softened up the buffed blonde with a flurry of kicks to her taut belly, leaving the strung up beauty moaning and gasping for breath.  Tyra then turned and strutted across the length of the ring to the opposite corner, a swell of cheering from her partisans in the crowd as they grasped what was coming next.  And what that was is the statuesque sepia Amazon's signature move, the 'Banks Shot'...a Bronco Buster in all but name.  Dashing toward her target, Tyra leapt feet first toward Charlize, her legs gliding past either side of the blonde's head.  And holding the middle ropes, Banks began thrusting and grinding her groin into her rival's upside down face.  Truthfully, the move was more about humiliation than anything else, but Tyra savored the moment all the same.

That finished, the brunette stood up and pulled Theron free of the ropes, then dragged her by the hair to center ring.  Now would come the true humiliation of the blonde, as Tyra subjected her to a Stretch Muffler...a maneuver which, dubbed the 'South African Stretcher', was Charlize's one signature finisher.  Banks had certainly found herself trapped in it plenty of times.  Charlize had sworn that no woman could ever make her submit to the move, and Tyra aimed to prove her wrong tonight.

The pain as her left leg was stretched up and back across her tormentor's shoulders was an electric jolt of agony coursing up and down the blonde's whole body.  So great was the pain that the South African native began to bellow in her native Afrikaans, "Oh my Here nee! Die pyn! Asseblief...nie!"  Tyra smiled, tugged the limb harder, and sneered, "Don't go getting all native on me, Goldilocks...there's only one true African queen in this ring!"

The referee asked Charlize if she wanted to submit.  Tears in her eyes, she bit her lower lip and tried to endure the agony...for all of three seconds more.  Then she howled  "YES!  I GIVE UP!"

Have earned her victory, Banks immediately released the hold, having no further interest in punishing her rival.  For she knew that despite this tremendous triumph, it was but another in an endless series of battles between them, and they would be squaring off against one another again someday soon.

[al2468]

What had started out as a playful arm wrestling competition between  the two blondes at a NYC party quickly escalated into a nasty catfight after Morgan slapped Christy after Christy defeated her.  Christy returned the slap, thrust her chest into Morgan and called her a bitch.  The party goers quickly formed a circle around the two beauties urging them to remove their dresses and fight it out woman to woman. Neither woman wanting to be humiliated in front of the crowd removed their low cut dresses, faced each other in only their panties, lunged at each other, each grabbing two handfuls of their rivals blonde locks. For about 10 minutes the women rolled around the room slapping, grunting, clawing and scratching. Both women, now covered in sweat, breathing heavily, and near exhaustion, got to their feet and engaged in a mutual chest to chest bearhug  that would decide this match. Tears began to roll down Morgan's face as it became obvious that Christy was about to "finish her". "Your breaking my ribs," Morgan screamed, "please stop." Christy released her hold, and Morgan fell to the ground sobbing. Christy stood over her and raised her arms in a victory pose to the cheers of the men and women in the room.

[Xtra164]

Audrey Whitby vs. Stefanie Scott




What started out as a pristine and beautiful day in downtown Hollywood for Audrey quickly turned for the worst after getting in a scuffle with fellow Disney cutie Stefanie Scott in the middle of the park! The two never quite saw eye-to-eye and Audrey would start the conflict herself after making a snide comment about Stefanie's dress calling the garment a "dollar-store bargain bin rag." The usually perky and bubbly blonde wasn't normally this catty but she had never liked Scott even when stuck on set together or crossing paths on the red carpet for a teen awards show, but with that comment Whitby inadvertently bit off far more than she could ever chew. Without the protection of a cast and crew surrounding her and a pissed off Stefanie who already had plenty of motivation to teach her rival a lesson, poor Whitby quickly became overwhelmed after Scott suddenly jumped her and a crowd began to form around the two cuties duking it out. Except this was not so much a match but more so just a beatdown with Audrey on the receiving end!

When the dust settled, Scott held the squealing Audrey in a abdominal stretch. The weaker blonde's exposed stomach was stretched and pulled as Stefanie kept up the pressure hooking one of Whitby's arms back and stretching her out more and more! And if that wasn't painful enough, Audrey's soft and yielding belly became too easy to further torment. While keeping the stretch locked in, Stefanie used her other free hand to reach over and clamp on Audrey's milky white tummy flesh for a brutal stomach claw that quickly had Audrey in tears and verbally surrendering the fight! For all the talk about Stefanie's outfit of choice, Audrey was now deeply regretting showing off her thin belly in her skimpy floral crop top. With her body all twisted and stretched out and her stomach getting mauled by Stefanie's grabby hand, the poor girl was about to black out completely. Stefanie sensed her nemesis start to go limp and her screams start to fade away among a mix of moans and groans but she wanted to finish Audrey off with a bang after the snotty comments she had previously made about her choice of attire. Scott released the stomach claw to hoist Audrey bent backwards high in the air before sending her crashing back down in an over the knee backbreaker that stunned everyone in the park with its brutality.

Audrey's body was practically snapped in half over Scott's knee with of course her bare belly covered in red claw marks sticking straight up to the cloudless sky and her upper body dangling helplessly to the grass below clearly blacked out at this point. Stefanie dumped her conquered rival off her knee face-first on the grass and proceeded to bend down and strip Audrey's skimpy top off followed by her tight blue jeans leaving the loser on her stomach in the middle of the park in just a skimpy pair of white lace bra and panties. Stefanie hoisted the clothes over her shoulder, formally Audrey's but now all her property, and adding one last insult to injury she bent down to land one crisp spank on Audrey's jiggling milky white buttcheek before proudly strolling deeper in the park with a new outfit in hand and a leaving her soundly defeated enemy behind having to somehow make it back home after just getting squashed and stripped in the park! One could only hope for Audrey's sake that she would think twice about ever sending shots at Stefanie ever again!

[Jackflash Jump]

Leighton Meester vs Kaley Cuoco



The two lingerie-clad beauties, pressed to the limits of exhaustion, paused in their battling; each on all fours, they both panted heavily for breath, their skins glistening with perspiration, their long manes of hair matted and tangled.  Then Kaley began to slowly crawl and hands and knees across large penthouse living room, seeking distance from her adversary so as to better recover from the mutual battering they had been inflicting on one another.

Unfortunately for the blonde, Leighton proved the swifter when it came to crawling, and she quickly caught up to her opponent.  Cuoco gave a yelp as Meister's hand grabbed firmly to her flaxen hair and yanked her up on her knees, pulling Kaley's head back until her face tilted up to the ceiling.  Thus holding her rival in place, the brunette raised her right arm and began slamming down forearm smashes again and again to Cuoco's chest, the blonde's breasts bouncing wildly out of the cups of her lace bra from the blows, the embattled beauty baying in pain and distress each time.  "I'll pound you flat, you over-stuffed tramp!" Meester hissed through clenched teeth.

But the next sound she made was a gurgled shriek, and she toppled to the floor with an anguished moan.  This was courtesy of the fist that Kaley had blindly, yet unerringly, driven up between her tormentor's thighs, smashing into her satin-covered womanhood.  Both battlers were gasping for breath and mewling in pain, but now it was Cuoco who displayed the great speed as she managed to recover enough to crawl behind Meester, who was only now able to sit up, and with cobra swiftness wrap her right across the brunette's alabaster throat, while her left arm tightened behind her neck, for a Rear Naked Choke.  Leighton struggled for breath, her hands tugging haplessly at the strangling limb locked tight upon her, until all too quickly her glazed brown eyes begin to roll up as her lids flutter shut, and then her whole body goes limp.

Kaley gives one last choke to ensure his rival is indeed knocked out, and then she releases her.  She tries to rise up in order to strike a victory pose, but her legs refuse to comply, so she simply presses a palm to her beaten foe's heaving chest and raises her other arm in triumph.

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Scarlett Johansson vs Esther Baxter



The two buxom beauties strained against one another, rivulets of sweat causing their skin to glisten under the penthouse lights.  Their bare feet dug into the plush carpeting for traction, and their grunts mixed with growls as each threw every last iota of their dwindling strength into driving the other back.

It was Scarlett who gave ground first, pushed back one step...then another...and another...until finally her back was pressed to the wall.  Esther then drove her knee up hard, drilling it into the pit of the blonde's belly, just above the top of her bikini briefs.  Johansson gave a pained groan as she gasped for breath, her knees buckling a bit.  Baxter pressed her rival's arms to the wall, pinning her upright, and then slammed her 34DDDs into the blonde's 32Ds, causing the tender mounds to compress against Scarlett's own lungs, preventing her from drawing a full breath, and further dazing her.  The sepia skinned beauty gave a satisfied half-smile, and then stepped back.  Grabbing Johansson by the hair, she dragged her, stumbling and wincing, to the center of the room.

There, Esther slipped one hand down between her opponent's thighs, and threw the other around her shoulder.  Dipping her knees, she gave a loud grunt, and in a display of sheer raw power, picked the startled blonde up and held her aloft.  "No...no...no...!" Scarlett whimpered, but her pleading did no good as, with an Amazonian roar, Baxter bodyslammed her to the floor.  Johansson lay there, spreadeagled, her chest heaving and her glazed eyes staring up blankly at the ceiling.  Esther took a dozen or steps back, then rushed toward her prone adversary; jumping up into the air, she came soaring down upon Scarlett like a curvaceous missile of destruction, splashing her lush down down upon that of her rival like a piledriver.

The blonde gave a loud gasp mixed with an anguished groan as she was very nearly battered into unconsciousness.  But those last flickers of awareness were cruelly snuffed out as Esther's breasts enveloped the sweaty, red-cheeked face of the hapless beauty, smothering her out utterly.

[The Italian]

Max Black (Kat Dennings, 2 Broke Girls) vs Chloe ( Krysten Ritter, Don't Trust the B---- in Apartment 23)




Very few women in the New York catfight scene could match Max' prowess or ferocity and Chloe was one of them; but she was also so ruthless, mean and sadistic that there was no no need to speak her name in the business. If someone was talking about "the Bitch", he was talking of Chloe.
And once again Chloe was proving how the nickname was well deserved: after a long fight she was able to strip Max of her bra and used it to tie her arms behind her back; then she took off her own panties and stuffed them in Max' mouth.
With Max blocked and unable to submit, Chloe sat on her opponent belly and with an evil grin she started a session of brutal tit torture, subjecting Max' breasts to every form of abuse she could think of.
Max wriggled and buckled trying to unseat Chloe but then her movements started to fade and she just lied motionless sobbing and moaning desperately while Chloe kept scratching, pinching, biting and slapping her tits.
"Well, well, well" grinned Chloe "I guess it will pass some time before you can flaunt around this big, useless sacks of fat...God I always hated big boobed bimbos like you"
"Stop! Please stop! Don't you see she can't take it anymore?" Screamed a teary-eyed Caroline while two robust security guard prevented her from entering the matted area of the penthouse were the fight was taking place.
"Oh shut up Barbie girl, I'm just having some fun with your friend. Besides she can surrender whenever she wants....oops! No, she can't!" Retorted Chloe with a sadistic smile on her face.
"Fuck you Chloe! We all now why you hate Max! And we all now that beating her will not enhance those pimples you call tits!"
 Apparently, Caroline words hit the mark as a furious Chloe sprang up to her feet and went face to face with Caroline.
"Say it again bitch and after I've finished ruin your friend saggy tits  I will ruin also your saggy ass!" Hissed the brunette.
"Oh, I forgot that in addition to your teeny-weeny titties you also have a scrawny ass, no wonder you hate real women like me and Max! Come on slut, I'm here, just tell this two guys to step back..."
Chloe kept exchanging threats and insults with Caroline, until she noticed how the blonde was glanching behind her and, suddently realizing the deception, turned around just in time to see Max standing in front of her with her arms still tied behing her back.
Max rised her leg and kicked Chloe right in the crotch with all her might and when her opponent instinctively doubled over she hit her again with a brutal headbutt.
Chloe fell to the ground slamming the back of her head while Max rushed to Caroline asking her to untie her hands. Caroline was almost done when she was violently tackled to the ground by another blonde.
The girl was Chloe friend (somebody said slave) June; the two women started their own private catfight rolling on the ground amongst the cheers of the patrons, happy to have another fight for free.
Meanwhile, a dazed and groggy Chloe stood back to her feet just in time to be pounced from behind by Max who finally was able to free her hand, the busty waitress didn't just want to beat Chloe, she wanted payback and tied her opponent wrists behind her back using the same garment. The, just as Chloe did took of her own panties after rolling Chloe on her back.
"Oh shit..." muttered Chloe when she realized her predictament, before Max stuffed her own panties in her mouth and the procedeed t exposed Chole's tits.
"Well.." Panted Max "I understand why you are so jealous...I had bigger boobs when I was twelve..." and, in a specular replay of what happened before, she began slapping, scratching, pinching and pulling Chloe's brests, while the slender brunette kicked her legs in desperation.
Max however, was too tired to keep torturing her opponent and decided to go for the kill.
"You know...usually I will use my babies to finish you off" she panted "But thanks to you they are too sore and they need to rest....so Chloe let me introduce you to my ass; my ass, this is Chloe" and then she procedeed to turn to Chloe's legs  before sitting on her face.
Chloe's features were completely engulfed by Max' glorious asscheecks and soon she passed out by the lack of oxygen.
Max, exausted but proud, stood up posing victorious for the audience before heading were her friend Caroline was still fighting with June, slowly taking the upper hand over her opponent.
"Do you need help?" Asked Max.
"No, this bitch is a wimp" said Caroline, ignoring June's protests "But we don't have all night and I don't like to fight for free!"
"Say no more" Laughed Max as she helped Caroline pin down June and while the blonde was sitting on June belly holding down her hands, Max sat down on the blonde face in a replica of Chloe's defeat.
"Come on June, stop complaining" Laughed Max hearing the blonde's muffled screams "Look at the bright side, contrary to you friend you don't have a gag so you can also not only smell my ass but also taste it: the full experience!"
But June didn't hear the entire sentence as she was already passing out and soon she went completely limp.
The two friends embraced to celebrate their vicotry, but Max was not completely happy: she knew Chloe all too well and she knew that it was only the beginning...

[Maizenblue]

Great job. Would love to see the other side of the fight between June and Caroline.

[Jackflash Jump]

Great job. Would love to see the other side of the fight between June and Caroline.

I wholeheartedly concur!