ACT 5 PART B
THIS SUNDAY LIVE IN THE SUPERDOME !!! LETS get messy and ready to rumble !!!
DEAR SIMPLE MINDED WHORE !!
It will be a pleasure making you and that British whore pose naked and beaten after the next fight.
How I ever thought a couple of losers like you .. swamp trash and over the pond scum Gemma could ever win is a laugh.
So you know the final fight will be carried worldwide, to show what a disgrace you two are.
Enjoy your beating, and make sure to lube your ass, for what will be shoved up it.
XOXOXOX U cxnt !!
Emma Fox.
Jonica' temper was flaring, as she again looks at the garbage sent to torment her by Emma Fox.
"Dear Emma Fux N Sux !!
When we are done you will have Jessika's, Hawksmoors, Boche's and anyone else that betrays or screws wiht us .. heads shoved so far up your ass, even a stick of dynamite won't get them out of it.
I am glad we are here my home turf, as anywhere else, that crabcake you call a pussy, would be taken to the clinic for some meds.
Here a skanky crab infested cxnt like you fits right in.
Is it any wonder you are such an uptitte bitch? No one wants that nasty whole between your legs in bed with them. Try strap on or dildoes, and see you at the fight, if you dare show your face WHORE!!!
XOXOXOXO
My tongue licks anyone but you, that will be my fists.
Jonica
Is sent with glee, by the lovely cajun beauty.
Then Jonica sends crude, rude, and sexually deviant e-mails to Kayla, Marie, and even Gemma.
Rubbing her hands together in glee when she is done, before maybe starting to think. Was this how Emma Fox began being such a cxnt?
Was Jonica becoming just like the bitch she wanted to rip hair out of till she was bald?
Jonica began thinking of how badly she had been treating everyone. Joe had even threatened to leave.
Jonica promising to herself, if she survived this war, she would beat some answers out of Emma Foz, while just enjoying beating her. Maybe then Jonica could discover if she herself could end up better than the pushy bitch Emma Fox.
Jonica liked Gemma and Storm, maybe now she needed to let them know that, before she ended up becoming the next Emma Fox herself.
It had been a few days after Jessika's run in with Storm. The voluptuous red head tying a few loose ends up on her side.
Now only a day away from the final deciding fight, Jessika's informant let her know that Storm was again with Kayla.
Gemma and Kayla seeming to both be cared about and favored by him, had both stayed. Jessika's attempts failing for now.
Dressed in skin tight shorts and a top that clearly showed her breasts still were natural and very firm and pleasing. Her nipples showing at times, as the material aroused them caressing her skin. Jessika was in a limo waiting for him to come out.
Kayla had been about to pack and leave for home, after yet another night of Jessika ripping her heart out, and mind fucking her again.
Jessika tossing Kayla's overnight bag onto the floor, telling her to save the embarassment of getting stripped, and beaten before a nationwide audience. Jessika then even letting it slip it would be shown globally as well.
"I'm embarassed to be known as your trainor." "You've become weak and pathetic Kayla, good night." Jessika had finished as Kayla sunk to her knees, eyes in tears.
Why when she needed her mentor the most, was Jessika turning against her like this?
Marie had left to try and track Heather down, while Kayla met with Jessika.
Both partners wondering what Kayla's steady partner was doing in town, and avoiding hem both.
Was Heather really working for Emma Fox?
The phone rings, Kayla picks it up, yet can not get anything out between her sobs. Her heart lifting a little as the voice on the other end says he is on his way.
Kayla composed a little when he arrives, yet as she tells him of how Jessika has been treating her, the tears flow again, as Kayla is almost at the end of her rope.
I hold her trembling body against mine, as I try to temper my anger at Jessika by what I know of the danger and risk she has put herself into.
Jessika after being out of the picture for awhile, was planning one hell of a comeback.
Her body as hot, and sexy as ever, ready to fight.
As we talk, and Kayla snuggles against me on the couch again. I share a little with her.
I tell her of the coming tournament Jessika is entering. Kayla surprised as Jessika had never mentioned it to her before.
"That my dear, is because of all the ladies in the world, you are one of the very few to ever have beaten her." I inform her, as relaxes her mind working on this new info.
"Gemma the other she is concerned about. " "Gemma is young, very capable, and a wild card Jessika does not want to deal with.
"Emma Fox is bankrolling or has arranged much of the finances for the tournament, so she has you four ladies beating the hell out of each other, to keep the chances better that Jessika and her partner win it. Maybe Emma Fox herself teaming with Jessika I don't know yet." I continue, as now Kayla begins to see a bigger picture.
I was not telling her yet how Jessika was bent on ruing Emma Fox. Jessika putting her own fortune at risk to get the job done.
When the tournament would finish Emma Fox's finances would be nothing. Sadly depending on how things went, it could be Jessika desititue while Emma Fox reaped the rewards.
Jessika was betting on herself being the winner, with whatever partner she had with her.
Emma betting heavily on Jessika to be in the final, only to lose. Yet Emma was not taking the chance of either Kayla's or Gemma's team knocking Jessika out early.
Emma Fox had her own team to take care of Jessika in the finals.
What Jessika did not know was she had someone that loved her, and understood the trap she had placed herself in. That same person, now on the inside of Emma's operation, gleefully misplacing some of Emma Fox's own money on bets that should offset Jessika's if she lost.
Either way I was making sure a friend did not go down that way.
Kayla revived in spirt, was now getting ready for the fifth and final fight.
I was leaving, as a limo pulls up, Jessika's head poking out. "Hurry get in." She says, as I have to hear this. I get in, and before the limo has gone a block, the back seat area is filled by the shouts going on back and forth between Storm and Jessika.
Jessika is one of the strongest and most impressive ladies I have ever met. In heart, mind, and spirit. Our accusations flying back and forth, as I pause as I see a single tear roll from her pretty brown eyes.
An almost pleading in them, as I stop yelling, and move to her.
Jessika holds out a hand to stop him, as their angers vented, she struggles to manitain her composure.
Then her hand slowly drops, as tears slide from her eyes.
"So the iron woman finally hurts also?" I ask, then Jessika slips into his arms, as the limo keeps driving.
I hold her for awhile, as she finally is able to release some of the pent up emotions and frustrations. Jessika finally pulling back.
"I am and have always been a survivor, that's what I do." She begins as I nod my head.
"Yes.. yet Jessika you do have friends and people that care about you, your not alone in this." I tell her, letting her wonder if I knew more than she thought I did.
Jessika nodding her head, while using a button to signal the driver.
"Jessika please unless it is in the ring, don't ever let me see you mishandle Gemma or Kayla like you have been doing to Gemma or we will clash guarandamntee it." I warn, as her eyes search mine.
Jessika feeling bad about what she had started doing to Gemma before I stopped her.
"I will only promise I am going to do what I have to do." "I hope it will not come to that again." Jessika admits, as the limo begins to slow, and stop by my car.
I get out, and lean down, taking her hand in mine, as Jessika surprises us both, by moving to it, and brushing her lips against mine, as her hand squeezes my own.
"Thank you." She says softly as our lips part, our eyes peering into each others.
"Jessika ... you have friends... we love you, but maybe your going to have to learn to trust us now and then." I tell her, as she smiles.
Say what you wanted about the lady, there was none more beautiful than Jessika when she smiled.
"Watch yourself Storm, I may take you up on that before you know it my friend." Jessika says, as she sits back in the limo, as it begins pulling away.
Jessika's heart warmed by the fact, she now knew the bridge had not fully been burned, and maybe in this escelating war with Emma Fox. Jessika would trust, and have to rely upon a friend.
Jessika was having the same problems as the ladies fighting. Jessika did not know where her own lover stood in all of this.
Gemma and Kayla both had doubts about Marie, and Jonica's loyalties at this point.
Plus who among the people they knew or thought to be friends here might actually be working for Emma Fox.
Things did not come easy in the Big Easy.
Now it was the day of the big fight.
Emma Fox was livid, as Storm was disobeying a deliberate order from her, to go to a fight she was holding up north in Canada.
"You go or your fired!!" Emma hisses, wanting to be sure of where he was, and that it was nowhere near the final fight between his friends.
"I have all the information I need Emma, so kiss my ass, I am out of here!!" Storm says joyfully, as he can no longer tolerate even trying to be pleasant to ths disturbed employer.
Storm had done all the damage he could from inside her own organization. He had found the underground tournament, was not even going to be held in New Oreals, but either in Europe or South Africa later in the year.
That and he had discoverd the fact Emma Fox was more psychotic then he even had known. Storm had been going through some last minute things, to find Emma had gotten her hands on some kind of deadly toxin, that win or lose she planned to use on Gemma Rox.
Storm had the antidote, yet he had to make sure, he either stopped the attempt or gave it to Gemma in time. Emma Fox ready to kill the sexy tattooed beauty to achieve her goals.
Gemma and Jonica picked up, and driven to the venue. Joe somehow absent, making Jonica very nervous and worried. Had he left her? Was he one of the enemy now?
Gemma wondering if Storm would be there. The saucy Brit liking the idea of maybe having him in her corner. She had more respect for Kayla now yet still planned to beat and screw her in the ring in front of him.
Her eyes widening, as the vehicle turns and begins heading directly to the New Orleans Superdome.
"NO FUCKIN WAY!!" Jonica says close to her, as night begins to fall, the roof of the structure closed, as they both began to realize. Somehow the final fight was going to take place here, in the Superdome.
Kayla and Marie were also in awe, as they found the venue they would fight in would be so huge.
"Marie let go of my arm, your friggin shaking it like a dog or something." Kayla says, as the spirited blonde had hold of her arm, and was nervously shaking it.
"Oh sorry, just how the hell did we get into this?" Marie asks, as Kayla turns to face her.
'Because we are winners partner." Kayla says putting out her hand, for Marie to smack with hers in team spirit. As the butterflies grow even in their own stomachs. Both had fought many places, yet the Superdome was awe inspiring.
As the car stops, and the door opens. Kayla's eyes widen. "Storm!!" She says as she gets out, and leaps into his arms.
"I thought Jessika said you had to go to Canada?" Kayla asks, as I shake my head.
"Why do that when all the spice, and heat of a tropical storm are right here?" I reply, then accept a hug from Marie, as Kayla pulls back.
"Hey Storm." Marie says, as she smiles.
"Tiny dancer mighty warrior, always nice to see you." I reply, as she blushes a little.
"I'll see you inside Kayla." Marie says, as the lovely blonde lets herself be guided in.
"You here to be in my corner?" Kayla asks, her eyes hopeful.
"Kayla I quit working for Emma Fox." "Be careful she is one sick depraved bitch."
"I can't choose between you two, I am here to make sure ALL of my friends make it out of this safe." I reply, as she smiles, and nods.
"I guess I can't ask for more than that." Just knowing your going to be watching my back, even if your watching theirs as well, gives some comfort." She ads, as we kiss, and hug. Then Kayla heads to join Marie.
"There's no place like home, theres no place like home, with out Gemma in it." Jonica says, as if she is Dorothy on her way to Oz.
"Will you shut the fuck up for now, before I send you home, via my fist?" Gemma asks, as the car stops, and the two hover inside.
The door opens, and Jonica gets a nice view of Gemma's ass in her face, as Gemma bolts out the door and into Storms waiting arms.
Storm having made sure to be there, after setting things up so Kayla and Marie arrived before these two.
Now Gemma was in his arms, as he kissed her and twirled her, before taking her hand and Jonica following them inside.
The sounds of a large crowd coming to them as music boomed from the speakers almost as if this was a monday night football game.
Jonica nervous, as Gemma held Storms hand in his, and led them to the locker room, they would use.
"Holy crap, we get an entire team locker room to ourselves?" Jonica asks, as Storm stops, and turns to her.
"Wheres Joe?" He asks, finally realizing Joe had not shown up yet. Jonica shrugs.
"I think his ass chickened out." She replies, as Storm thinks how bad this may be to himself. Joe missing, and the plans in mind for Gemma.
"C'Mere you!!" Storm says, scooping Jonica up, as she shrieks, as he spins her, then hugs her. Before letting the platinum blonde back onto her feet.
"Then she stands his eyes looking intently into hers. "I will look for Joe, this is probably another mind fuck from Emma Fox." I tell her, as Gemma watches.
"Focus on the fight, and the rest happens later ok?" I ask, as she nods her head smiling, feeling better.
Jonica enjoying the feel of being hugged especially in front of Gemma grabs him, and kisses him fully on the lips. As they part from the kiss. Jonica turns to Gemma. "OMG I think I just orgasmed!!" She says, as Gemma shrieks at her, grabbing a hand full of blonde hair, as they begin hitting each other as they head into the locker room. Storm shaking his head, smiling knowing at least for now the two of them would be okay, and were doing better.
"Off me whore, it was a joke!!" Jonica says, as Gemma has her in a headlock, while backhanding Jonica's tits.
"You even keep him from getting to make me cumm in my dreams, NOT LAUGHING cxnt!!" Gemma says, before they both pause as a woman begins laughing.
Gentle clapping, as they stop and turn to see Jessika standing there.
Jonica and Gemma's eyes both widening, as Jessika truly was breath taking.
Her long red hair, was slightly darker in color, and hung down past her shoulders.
Jessika was wearing a sinfully delectable dress, the top portion a gauzy, thin material that exposed almost all of her large firm breasts as had nothing on beneath it. Her nipples budding, as the material caressed it.
The dress was clinging to her womanly curves, her belly, and hips shapely, yet toned.
Then it made it down almost to her knees with daring slits along either sides.
Lips full, and sensuous. Legs showing almost to her crotch and ass, as she moved even better seemed to glide around the room.
"I want to kill her, but I think I want to fuck her more." Gemma blurts out, as Jonica ads she would not mind getting naked with this vision of femanine beauty.
Jessika wanting to laugh, yet keeping to business. She could not allow a soft spot for these two to exploit later.
"You can both fuck each other, after your done losing." Jessika begins. Getting a reply of "EWWWwwww" from both ladies at the prospect of them hooking up for sex later.
"As before your fighting attire is in the lockers, get dressed and your skank asses out to the arena." Jessika says, as they look to find names on two of the lockers. cxnt, and Bitch.
"That must be you." Jonica says pointing to the locker marked bitch.
"Before you change, strip and listen to the rules of your fight." Jessika continues, as both Gemma and Jonica strip there sexy bodies naked, to stand waiting as Jessika looks on them with disaproval.
"THIS is going to be the fifth and final fight."
"It will be NHB, anything goes, kick, lick, suck or fuck your way to victory." "The match ends ONLY when both members of one team are knocked the fuck out, and left naked and unconscious in the ring." Jessika says, as they listen to the instructions.
Jessika smiles, as they wait, she walks to the gap between lockers grabbing a bowl, and returning to throw the contents of baby oil onto Jonica's naked body. The oil spattering, and streaming over her breasts and belly. As she stand in shock another bowl is thrown onto Gemma.
"Now you two pigs are oiled, get dressed and out to the ring." Jessika says, as she pauses finger to her lips. "Oh wait, one last thing." She says, again between the lockers as both Gemma and Jonica begin cursing thinking they would be tarred and feathered next.
The Cajun cutie, and the beautiful Brit standing naked, and glistening as Jessika brings out a small serving tray.
Gemma and Jonica watching as Jessika takes one, and offers the other two shot cups to Gemma and Jonica.
"You bitches make me ill, but I promised Storm to be civil until after the fight." Jessika says, as the other two grab one of the cups.
"Gemma dear, later your ass is mine, count on it bitch!!" Jessika says, as they toast, while Gemma cringes, as they each do a strawberry jello shot.
Then Jessika smiles like a predatory shark at them both and turns to leave.
Jonica opens her locker, and pulls out her bikini top. "Yayyyy least I don't have to go out showing my tits this time!!" She says excited, as Gemma pulls the bottoms out from hers.
"Great nice to be you, I have to go the tits hanging out." She replies, as she slips the bikini bottoms on.
"Shit!!!" "Are you fucking kidding me?" They begin as both discover they have to share a single bikini between them for this fight.
Jonica's sex exposed, as she has the top. Gemma's firm tits bare, as her pussy, and very little of her nice arse are covered.
It is time, and there bodies slick looking and beautiful, they leave the locker room to head to the ring.
As they move along the rampway being guided to the field. They pause, as the spectacle sinks in.
The action will be at midfield, as seats spread around it. The bleachers nicely filled, as it was like game day. The big screens on, and vendors working. "How the fuck did she pull this off?" Gemma asks, as Jonica shakes her head.
"Least I got to be the home team." Jonica replies, as they had been given that locker room.
Then her eyes see Kayla, oiled as well, her perfect breasts exposed, as Kayla only wore a thong.
Marie's tight pussy exposed, as the sexy petite gymnast only had a sports bra on. The other ladies also having to split one outfit.
Over the loud speaker a womans voice begins to announce the main attraction was to begin, to cheers and pounding on the seats.
"Wonder if it is that bitch Emma Fox we are hearing?" Jonica ponders. "I hate that bitch, I am so going to kick her ass!!" She ads, as the two are told to move onto the field.
"You do that, me I am going to enjoy having my piece of Jessika's ass very soon." Gemma replies, as the see a large sized dump truck begin to back towards the middle of the field.
The ladies eyes roaming, as they get closer, as people cheer for one team or the other.
"WTF There's Joe, and Storm is having some heated fucking words with him!!" Jonica reports, as the two men stand close to whatever they were being led to.
Kayla and Marie were also scanning the throng. "There's Heather." Marie says calmly. "That bitch hid from me, what's she up to?" Marie asks, as Kayla admits she has no idea herself.
"Jessika, and looks like Storm is on Gemma and Jonica's side getting verbal with Jonica's man." "Wonder what that is about?" She asks, as they move closer. Eyes going from the crowd to Gemma and Jonica.
Four breath taking beauties, hearts racing as this one would decide it all.
"Hawksmoor and Boche are acting very chummy over there." Gemma announces. "Boche not dressed to officiate thank God!!" Jonica remarks.
The ladies scanning hoping to catch a glimpse of the mysterious Emma Fox among the crowd.
Then they see what they are heading towards.
In the middle of the field, standing low, and above the ground. was a very large constructed pit.
The pit, had something shiny, and plastic covering the floor and sides of it. The walls around it, almost like a wading pool only maybe a foot or two tall.
Gemma and Jonica hear Emma Fox's laughter coming over the loud speakers, as from the back of the dump truck reddish looking jello, begins to spill, and pour into the pit, filling it nicely, as it shimmers, and shakes.
"Fuck me, that better not be strawberry!!" Jonica says softly.
"I hate fucking strawberry jello!" Both say together, the memory of their fight and problems with each other and stawberry jello, and jello shots coming to them.
It had been Emma Fox behind it the whole time, and now once again she was screwing with their heads, as Gemma and Jonica along with Kayla and Marie step into the pit, and the jello. The fight about to begin.