Twice Pink laid the strap across each of Jewel’s bouncing butt cheeks; leaving four red, criss-cross, stripes #. Then she stepped back to admire her work. “Looks like we’re ready for tic-tac-toe, Kris. Where do you want to start?”

Loken had just opened her mouth to reply when the door flew open and Rosario Dawson came storming in; her face flushed with anger. Loken got to her feet when she saw who was behind Dawson - Charlize Theron - who, if possible was even more mad than Rosario when she saw her beloved Sunny bound, gagged and being raped!

“Oh shit!” Kristanna muttered as she put down the bottle of booze she was holding as Charlize elbowed Dawson aside and started toward her.

"Whoa sistah's!" Rosario said, quickly getting in front of Charlize. "Nobody starts any more trouble. You two wanna 'talk' that's fine, but if you feel like taking it any farther, you'll do it MY way. And that goes for you too," she said, jabbing her index finger deep into the excitedly heaving bosom of Michelle Rodriguez who was standing over Jewel. "Everybody clear?"

Charlize fixed Rosario with a cold stare and said in a low, menacing, tone, "I'm going to go 'talk' to Loken but only one of us is walking out of that room when I'm done. I can't say it any clearer than that."

Rosario put her hand in the middle of the big blonde's chest and could feel her rapid beating heart. "We have rules, Theron. You got a beef with a member over a girl, you settle it in the ring. Now we can go back out there and you and Ms. Loken can discuss rules, but anybody throws a punch outside the ring is gonna get beat down by the rest of the members. Much as I like - and admire - you, I'm not gonna give you a break. You want your girl back, you and Krissie can settle it in the ring. Whoever comes out can take little Miss Sunshine home and do whatever they want with her. Either that, or you can take your ass back to the street and wait for Loken - and her friends - out there. It's your choice."

Charlize thought a few seconds, then nodded. "OK, I won't throw the first punch - but if she takes a swing - and she will - I'm gonna throw the next two!" She looked down at Jewel and shivered, then looked back at Sunny who struggled to lift her head. Jessica Alba was leaning on her raised ass, her arms crossed on Sunny’s heart shaped bottom, her strap-on still buried deep in Sunny’s pussy. Alba’s eyes were wide and they kept darting from Loken, to Charlize, then back to Loken.

"Well, you took your sweet time getting here Theron," Michelle chuckled. "It's been damn near 72 hours since we grabbed your Aussie tart. Guess you didn't miss her as much as we thought you would. And I can see why," she leered, reaching down to give Jewel’s abused ass a spank that made the teary blondes body jerk and twitch. “I thought she was just a big set of boobs, but her ass is really sweet too.”

Charlize fixed Loken with a steely glare as she directed her words to Rodriguez. "Time's relative. I'm here now and I'm taking Sunny back with me. The only question now is whether I stomp you three…” she indicated Pink, Michelle and Jessica with a sweep of her arm. “…into the floor before I deal with Loken or after. What's it to be Rodriguez?"

Kristanna stood up and put a hand on the table to steady herself. "Now, now, Charlie-girl, there's no need to be going all Rambo on 'chelle. You and me, we got unfinished business. I didn't appreciate the way your girls cut me loose from your boxing stable. That was not a nice thing you did; backstabbing me with management like you did."

Charlize snorted. "And it wasn't nice the way you abandoned me in the ring during that tag team match, either. In fact, between the two, I'd say you got off easy. It took three weeks for MY bruises to heal; all you had bruised was your ego." Loken grinned but said nothing as Charlize continued. "But grabbing my girlfriend, now *that* was a very, very, nasty piece of work. And from what I can see, you haven't been treating her well. You're going to pay double for that...either I take it out of your hide after I kick your ass, or I give your girlfriend Michelle here a taste of what Sunny got. Now my preference is to take it out of YOU but if you're in no condition - or you want to give me Rodriguez for a few days - then that'll do. Sunny can repay some of what she got…I don't want to appear unreasonable..."

"How'd you get in here anyway?" Michelle asked, interrupting. "This is only open to members. I'm surprised you got by the bouncer. One word from me, and there'll be a dozen members back here who wouldn't keep their hands offa your fat ass if you paid 'em."

Charlize pulled out her membership card and flashed it. "Rosario sold us each a year's membership. Guess that means if I like the place, I can come back every so often to renew acquaintances. Now, we were talking about me kicking your ass, Kris, and then yours Michelle, then Pink and finally yours Jessica. I'm starting with Loken; so Michelle, Pink and Jess, you three may want to think about slipping out the back door before I get around to you...if you know what's good for you!"

Michelle snorted, "Yeah, right. I don't think you're going to be in any condition to do anything to my ass except KISS IT after Kris gets done with you. We been waiting for you to show up and talking about how much we're gonna enjoy doing you. Maybe when all's said and done, you and your sweet little Sunny can compare notes...see whose ass got the worst of it!"

Charlize ignored Michelle and walked over to Kristanna, leaned forward and put her palms down on the table, her face just inches from Kristanna's rapidly heaving breasts. She smiled and shook her head slowly. "Nope. Even up close they don't look as big as mine. I can't imagine what producers see in you anyway; it sure as hell isn't your talent - or your tits. And it sure as hell isn't your legs. So tell me, what IS IT that's got them - and Michelle - all hot and bothered, huh Kris?"

Loken's face flushed bright red and she clenched her fists, fighting the urge to slug Charlize for the insult. Struggling to get her emotions under control, Loken grabbed the bottle and took a long pull of liquor, then slammed the bottle down and leaned into Charlize, their noses almost touching as they each leaned over the green felt of the table top.

"Talk all you want, Theron - God knows you've done enough of it over the years, bragging about all the 'hidden talent' you got...sure as hell is hidden, cause I've never seen it! You hand-pick opponents; choosing weak ones when you're riding high and cherry-picking the old, weak and lame whenever you need a win to resuscitate your rep. What frosts my cake is how you pulled the wool over everyone's eyes for so long! Well, I got your sweet little Sunny cupcake and she's been paying her way the last three days. Seems to me, if you want her back you either win her back, buy her back or...hell, come to think of it you don't really have any choice since she's not for sale. She's making me good money and I'm in no mood to sell her ASSet right now. So you can either win her or... join her on my payroll. One more blonde whore would come in handy when I start my own business catering lesbian parties. Whaddya say, you wanna make money on your back like your EX- girlfriend?"

CRACK!

Charlize slapped Loken before she even realized she’d done it; hitting her so hard the big blond fell back and sat down hard in her chair. Before Michelle or Pink could get around the table to grab her, Rosario stepped in and held up her hands. “THAT’S ENOUGH! STOP IT YOU TWO! You two strip down and get in the ring.” She walked around the table and pushed Alba back from Sunny; the dildo coming free with a soft “pop.”

“HEY, I paid for that ass,” Jessica whined.

“Tough shit. Get your money back from whoever you gave it to,” Rosario said. “Her ass is coming with me.”

“I gave the bartender $100, dammit!” Alba groused. “It’s not right, dammit,” she pouted

“Take it up with Sofia,” Rosario growled, cowing Alba. “I’m holding onto her until this gets sorted out. Now, untie her hands and feet and be quick about it!”
* * * * * *
After she closed down ‘The Sunny Show’ in the back room, Rosario took Sunny, Charlize and Loken out to the ring and sent the fighters - and their seconds (Penelope Cruz for Charlize and Michelle Rodriguez for Loken) - to their corners. The fighters stripped down to their panties (white thong for Theron; black boy-cut for Loken) while the patrons pulled tables and chairs up to ringside. Dawson sat with Sunny but in all the confusion, Pink and Jewel got left behind with Christina Aguilera so poor Jewel was subjected to more beating and sexual abuse until Rosario sent someone to get them as the fight was about to start.

Pink led Jewel out on all fours, using the belt as a leash, and paraded her around the ring before she and Aguilera dragged the sobbing singer to a table in Loken’s corner. Charlize protested, but Rosario told her, “Don’t worry, I’ll sort everything out and ‘take care’ of Jewel after the fight.” Jewel shuddered, imagining herself joining Sunny and Charlize as the slaves of Pink, Michelle and Kristanna if Charlize lost the fight!

Aguilera joined Pink flanking Jewel and set a bottle of Bacardi ‘150’ rum on the table. Pink yanked Jewel’s head back by the hair and Aguilera pinched her nose. When Jewel opened her mouth to take a breath, Christina shoved the neck of bottle in her mouth and poured in a generous amount of Rum. She released her nose but clapped a hand over her mouth and forced Jewel to swallow. The fiery liquid sent her into spasms of coughing - to the delight of the Latina crowd - and put a healthy, ruddy, glow on Jewel’s cheeks as the high alcohol content liquor flooded through her system!

“Theron is SO fucked!” Pink laughed. “Kris’s gonna have her for dinner!” She gave the fistful of Jewel’s battered bare breast in her hand a squeeze so hard it forced a squeal of pain from the red-faced blonde country singer.

“And then it’s your turn,” Aguilera snickered, pulling Jewel’s thighs apart. “I’m going to really enjoy drilling THIS tight little Jewel-box,” she laughed as she forced three fingers into Jewel’s vagina. Jewel reacted; lifting her ass in a feeble attempt to avoid the intrusion. Christina and Pink just laughed as they continued their molestation.

Across the ring, Rosario held Sunny on her lap, one arm around the naked blonde’s waist. “Just sit still and watch,” she whispered as she lightly caressed the porn actresses flat belly, moving low to dip into her moist, recently-fucked, pussy. Sunny moaned and rested her head on Rosario’s shoulder; her breathing getting more rapid. “You really can’t get enough of it, can you?” Dawson laughed. Sunny shook her head and arched her back, grinding against Rosario’s fluttering fingers.

Charlize Theron stood in her corner watching as her friends were groped, grabbed and molested. Not only was she helpless to prevent it, there was a very good chance she’d end up joining them if she wasn’t very careful. From her sparring sessions with Loken, Charlize knew Kris as a strong, powerful fighter - bigger, heavier and stronger.

“How good is Loken?” Penelope Cruz asked as she laced Charlize’s gloves which were smaller with less padding than the 16oz gloves she was used to - more like the ones used to work the heavy bag.

“Her right isn’t as quick as Ryan’s, but she hits a LOT harder than Jeri,” Charlize said. “She works the body like Cat Bell, but her punches are a lot heavier. Her legs aren’t as good as Keibler’s but it’s almost as hard to maneuver around her because her arms and legs are so long. She’s a very, very, difficult woman to fight.” Then she sighed and mused almost to herself, “God, I sure miss Stone’s pre-fight massage. I always fight better after she gets me off.”

Cruz looked at her friend and former lover/costar and started to say something, then thought better of it. She knew it would take all Charlize’s concentration and ring savvy, wiles and experience to beat the bigger woman and didn’t want to distract her. Charlize had to put Sunny and Jewel out of her mind and tried to concentrate on the upcoming fight as Cruz stood behind her on the middle rope and leaned over to massage Theron’s neck and shoulders to ease the tension.

Charlize was trying to think of a strategy but she was at a huge disadvantage. In most fights, SHE was the ‘big woman’ but tonight she’d have to fight ‘little’ against Loken. Looking at the 12’ square ring, she knew her footwork and her ‘legs’ weren’t going to help since it would be a simple matter for the leggy Loken to cut off the small ring. What she had to do was avoid being trapped in a corner or on the ropes but - despite her faster hands - it wasn’t going to be easy. She could get inside of Loken’s longer, looping, punches to work the bigger blondes body, but she knew Loken would grab and hold, using her weight to wear her down. Charlize hoped her conditioning would let her hang around until Loken, notoriously lax in her training - ran out of gas; something that had cost her fights before. Kris she didn’t look like she’d been training all that hard recently judging by the soft tummy bulge above the waistband of her panties, but of course one punch could render her fitness a moot issue!

Across the ring, Kristanna was eyeing Charlize as she was rubbed down by her lover Michelle Rodriquez. Her other lover, Pink, sat ringside with Christina Aguilera and both were doing their best to distract her by mauling Theron’s long-time friend, and sidekick, Jewel Kilcher.

“You’re gonna knock this bitch clear into next week,” Michelle purred as she nuzzled Kris’s cheek and kneaded her broad shoulders. “Then we’re gonna take all three of those cunts home and fuck ‘em stupid.”

Loken smiled and nodded emphatically. “Oh, I definitely want Theron’s tight ass. That bitch’s been a thorn in my side for years - never supporting me and undercutting me every chance she got. This’s payback! I’m gonna make her regret the day she ever met me!”

“You gonna bust her face, huh champ?” Michelle cooed.

“Nah, just the opposite,” Loken sneered. “I want her face all sweet and unblemished. I’m gonna hurt her where it won’t show. Pound her boobs flat, not that it’d take that much - they’re sensitive anyway - then I want to work on that soft belly. Once I’ve broken her body, then I’ll go for the knockout. I want to add Theron to our collection - I think your idea about starting a lesbian escort service is great and Theron, McKay and Kilcher will make a solid foundation to build a business on.”

Michelle smiled, “Not just them! Why not add Charlize’s other girlfriends too? It’d be a terrific stable of grade A prime pussy that’ll make us rich in no time! Imagine sitting back and letting them do all the work while we rake in profits!”

Loken bounced lightly on her toes; her fists - in a pair of the small, thinly padded gloves the club used - pumped rapidly in front of her. Her eyes lit up as she saw the worry in Charlize’s eyes across the ring; far smaller than regulation. The ring size meant there would be little room for the nimble, quick-footed, Theron to maneuver which was perfect for Kris whose forte wasn’t fancy footwork but a ‘come straight at you; power-punching; face-to-face brawling’ style that had given Charlize problems in past fights with other big women.

“What’s the plan Char?” Penelope Cruz whispered in Charlize’s ear. “You gonna stay away from her?”

Charlize shook her head. “The ring’s too small to avoid her - as much as I’d like to. This is gonna be a war…I just hope I can drag it out. As much as I want to teach that cunt a lesson for stealing Sunny, I better fight smart or I’ll get my head handed to me. My big edge is that Loken’s a head-hunter; she goes for the KO and her power is in her arms. If I can get inside and punish her body, I can wear her down. She doesn’t look like she’s in great shape so I’ve go no choice but to go toe-to-toe with her. I just pray she doesn’t land anything too early ‘cause she hits like a ton of bricks.”

“Bricks?” Penelope repeated, her dark brow furrowed. “Is allowed she use weapons? I thought boxeo?”

Confused momentarily, Charlize glanced back frowning, then realized her American slang had gone over Cruz’ head. “No, I meant she hits hard…like being hit with bricks. It hurts!”

“Ahhh…si!” Cruz nodded, her face brightening. “Is like Frenchie Tautou; manos de piedra…stone.”

Just then, Rosario Dawson signaled them to get ready and their seconds slipped mouthguards into Loken and Theron’s mouths as referee Sofia Vergara climbed through the ropes and waved them forward. Behind the bar, Cameron Diaz rang a bell and the fight was on!
******
ROUND ONE:
As Charlize stepped out of her corner, Penelope suddenly grabbed her, pulled her back and planted a long, lingering kiss on her lips. She had barely turned around and fixed her eyes on Loken before she was rocked back on her heels by a big, overhand, clubbing right from the ‘Terminator’ that caught her high on the left forehead. Charlize flinched back as Kristanna’s second punch, a left hook, went brushing across her right breast. She shoved Loken’s shoulders with both hands, then hurriedly stepped to her right just in time to avoid a second hard right that glanced harmlessly off her left hip. Dancing away, Charlize struggled to calm her rapidly beating heart, briefly wondering if it as caused by Loken’s unexpectedly rash attack or Penelope’s heated kiss.

Theron cocked her right at her chin and flicked out a stiff left jab, snapping it in Loken’s face as the broad-shouldered blonde came resolutely forward, walking right through Charlize’s jab without even blinking.

PEK! PEK! PEK! (No reaction.)

PEK! PEK! PEK! (Nothing)

THWAACK! “Unnnngh…” Charlize grunted as Loken stopped moving forward, quickly stepped left to cut off Charlize’s retreat and drove a hard left in under her cocked right elbow. Charlize mouth gasped as she strained to get a breath after the crushing blow - worried a rib or two had been badly bruised - if not broken!

“That’s IT!” Pink yelled from ringside, setting Jewel’s bare breasts ashaking as the arms she had wrapped around her applauded enthusiastically. “Gut the bitch like a fish!”

Sunny squirmed as Dawson pulled her tight against her bosom; her fingers slowly working in and out of Sunny’s well-lubricated pussy as the Hispanic hottie panted in her ear. When she looked at Rosario, the expression on Dawson’s face as Charlize was rocked by another whip-lashing body blow appeared to be one of sexual ecstasy!

Charlize leaned forward to clinch, arms wrapped around Loken’s ribs as she hugged her close, breast-to-breast; her cheek on Kristanna’s shoulder; their thighs scissoring. Loken’s long arms were disadvantaged at close quarters, but that didn’t prevent her from thumping both fists into Charlize’s ribs, sending twinges of sharp pain radiating out from her sore right ribs! Charlize wrestled with Loken, untangling her right hand from under Kristanna’s left elbow, then banging away at a small area just above the waistband of her panties over Loken’s left hip. Three…four…five times Charlize buried her glove in the softness to no apparent avail. Loken just kept thumping her aching ribs. Finally, Charlize put her hands on Loken’s bare breasts and shoved her backward.

As Charlize extended her arms, she ducked a hard right hook, slipped under Loken’s swinging arm and came up behind Loken, again wrapping her arms around her torso. Holding Kristanna from behind, Charlize pumped her right fist up under Kristanna’s jaw a couple of times, snapping her head back twice. referee Sofia Vergara came over, slapped Charlize’s hands down to Loken’s waist but Kristanna suddenly whirled around and smashed her right fist right between Charlize’s jiggling breasts, sending her flying back with arms windmilling as she tried to stay on her feet.

“Ohhhh, she felt THAT one!” Michelle Rodriguez yelled. “Give those cute little tits a good workout, hon!”

Charlize’ back hit the ropes but she righted herself and hands up, circled left behind her sturdy jab. PEK! PEK! PEK! Loken moved diagonally, cutting the tiny ring with ease, forcing Charlize back into the corner above the table where Sunny was arched over Rosario Dawson’s lap as their hostess bent down; tongue flicking Sunny’s hard nipples; fingering the lusty porn star toward another moaning-aloud climax!

WHUMP! CRUMP! THUMP! Three hard body blows in rapid succession from Loken folded Charlize forward; her mouth gaping as she grabbed Loken; arms around Loken’s arms pinning them to the muscular big blonde’s sides. Charlize’ butt jutted back as she bent over; her red face wedged between Kristanna’s soft, sweat-slick, breasts. Loken grabbed the waistband of Charlize’s thong and heaved her up onto her toes, swung her around and “UNNGH!” slammed her back into the corner turnbuckles, her head snapping back on impact.

Vergara moved in for the second time, slapping Charlize’ hands down, then telling the women, “Break it up!” As she stepped back, Loken stood erect, her left forearm lifting Charlize’s shoulders as her right fist came sweeping upward through the space between Charlize’s perky breasts.

“CRUNCH!” The short, snapping, uppercut hit square on the point of Theron’s chin! Her knees locked, then her legs noodled and she dropped straight down on her ass with her back against the corner turnbuckles! Loken stepped back, her face showing surprise at the unexpected success.

At first, nobody realized what had happened when Charlize went down because Loken’s punch only traveled a few inches and her body hid the punch from the view of Dawson’s table where most of the crowd was sitting. Charlize’s back was to the table where Jewel, Pink and Aguilera were sitting along with several tables of Loken’s supporters who didn’t see it either. Vergara was as surprised as anyone and stood stunned for several seconds until she recovered and rushed over to pull Loken away and send her to the far corner.

When Sofia Vergara finally began to count, Charlize slowly rolled onto her left elbow with her legs folded beneath her. The count was “FOUR” when she rocked forward and pushed up to all fours. Shaking her head, Charlize looked up through a golden curtain of tangled, disheveled, hair at Vergara who intoned, “SIX…SEVEN…”

Charlize sat back on her haunches, shaking her head slowly but Loken came charging over and elbowed Vergara aside, her clenched fists at her hips as she bent over Charlize and screamed, “GET UP AND FIGHT, YOU YELLOW BITCH!”

Vergara grabbed Loken and sternly pushed her back into the far corner. Loken raised her arms and started to celebrate while Sofia turned back to Charlize who was on her knees with her gloves resting on her thighs. Sofia leaned over, grabbed Charlize’ elbow, then grunted as she dragged the dazed blonde back up onto her feet. Leaning Charlize in the corner, Sofia retrieved her mouthguard and as she tried to put it back in Theron’s mouth, Charlize mumbled, “Thanks.”

“Oh, I just don’t want it to end too soon,” Vergara laughed as she clapped the mouthpiece in and patted Charlize’s cheek. “I’m enjoying the hell outta this.”

While Vergara was getting Charlize ready to resume the fight, Aguilera and Pink forced another generous gulp of fiery 150 proof rum down Jewel’s gullet. Some of it spilled onto her breasts and when the almost pure alcohol ran into the welts on her fair skin, she let out a yelp and almost choked on the mouthful of rum. Aguilera held her head back for Pink who estimated how much had been lost and poured that much (and more) into her mouth to replace it.

While Jewel choked and gasped at ringside, Vergara waved the two fighters back to action. Seeing Charlize still wasn’t right after the knockdown, Loken charged in and hammered four or five punches to Charlize’s body as she crouched with her back against the ropes and her gloves earmuffed around her face. Of course, Loken ignored Charlize’s head and concentrated on battering her body; hooking with both hands to ribs and belly but she didn’t ignore her sensitive breasts and whenever she could wedge in a short uppercut between Charlize’s elbows, she pancaked either breast. In seconds, Charlize was staggering and stumbling along the ropes as Loken patiently walked with her, cuffing, punching and pummeling her vulnerable body!

Now Charlize’ legs were no longer a factor so Loken backed off to give herself more room and began to head-hunt with looping, wide-swinging punches. Charlize blocked many of them with her gloves, forearms, elbows or shoulders, but some got through and those landed with devastating effect! She was rocked from one foot to the other; buffeted along the ropes until she was back in the next corner; her butt wedged in the ropes on the middle turnbuckle; head bowed; her gloves protecting her head. Loken again backed off, her chest heaving and shook her weary arms as she bounced on her toes to loosen her tight legs. Then she took a deep breath, shrugged her shoulders and moved in to finish Charlize off!

When Loken came forward, Charlize lunged off the ropes and threw a hard right that took Kristanna by surprise and it cracked her high on the left temple! Loken staggered backward, her knees wobbly. Charlize pushed off the ropes and measured Loken with a long left jab, then whistled another overhand right as she took another step. But Loken kept backing up and Charlize’s right caught her on the side of the neck and while it kept her reeling, it didn’t do any significant damage. Charlize staggered past Kristanna off balance…only to be brought up short by a short, chopping left from Loken that cuffed her on the back of the head. Charlize’s momentum kept her stumbling forward into the opposite ropes which she hit her arms draped over the top ropes. She caught herself and just as she was straightening up…

WHAP! “Ugggggghhhh….” Charlize yelped as Loken slammed a hard kidney punch into her back. Tears welled in her eyes; her knees buckled, and she tipped forward and sprawled headfirst through the ropes, nearly falling on Jewel who was bent backward over the table between Pink and Aguilera who each had a handful of breast meat and a fistful of pussy as they watched the fight with sexually aroused stares. Before Vergara could rescue her, Kristanna grabbed Charlize and pulled her back into the ring, spun her around and drove her fist deep into her belly. Charlize doubled over onto Loken’s forearm, held up only by the fist lodged deep in her solar plexus! “Gaaaaaaaaaaakkkk…” she burbled.

Kristanna reared back and CRACK… drove a sweeping right hook flush on Charlize’s unprotected jaw. She went sprawling on her butt, rolled onto her back with her legs in the air, then flopped spread-eagled on her back with her eyes closed. Loken stepped over Theron, her arms raised as she strutted and pranced around the ring.

Pink and Aguilera sat Jewel up, grabbed the bottle of 150 rum and yanked the singer’s head back. “Open up honey, this’ll be your last drink. Your girlfriend’s down for the count!” Pink laughed as she shoved the bottle between Jewel’s unresisting lips and tilted it up, pouring a stream of the amber liquid down Jewel’s throat. When she took the bottle away, Jewel sent a geyser of rum down her chest, squealing as the alcohol again seared her wounded tits! Aguilera just laughed as Pink bent over to lick the rum off Jewel’s jiggling juggs!

Vergara walked over to Charlize, leaned over and started to count her out, but at “FOUR” she started to stir. At “SEVEN” she rolled over onto her stomach. At “NINE” she was on all fours. Vergara hesitated and looked to Dawson for a sign as to whether to let the fight continue. Rosario nodded, then turned her attention to Sunny’s pussy in the knowledge Sofia would find a way to let the fight continue - at least until she gave Sunny a climax. Sure enough, instead of counting “TEN” Sofia knelt to check on Charlize’s condition, giving her a few more seconds to get to her feet.

Loken couldn’t believe Charlize got up from the punch, even with a few added seconds. She glared at Dawson who just smiled sweetly and shrugged as if she had nothing to do with Kristanna’s problem, then kissed Sunny and patted her on the butt as she shivered; let out a long, loud, moan and climaxed yet again. The blond porn star was insatiable!

As Loken moved toward her, Charlize backed up, her hands raised but her legs unsteady. Still, she managed to poke out a couple of respectable jabs and Loken, her chest heaving as she labored to get her breath, didn’t peruse her with much urgency. Charlize managed to move, jab, bob and weave until only a few seconds were left in the round when she was again cornered by Loken - this time right above the table where Rosie Perez and Talisa Soto were sitting on the edges of their seats.

Again, Loken wades in, hammering away with both hands to Charlize’s flanks, bucking the blonde beauty under a barrage of blows! Charlize’s butt is sticking out through the ropes as she hunches forward, her head against Loken’s hip, exposing her back and kidney’s to downward chopping punches. Once Charlize covers up, Loken wails away with both fists to her upper back, trying to drive her to her knees. Charlize again ties her up, wrapping her arms around Loken’s waist and hanging on, hoping to survive the round. Kristanna reaches up under Theron’s arms and heaves her upright, whirling her around and then hip-tossing her out into the middle of the ring where she lands on her left hip and shoulder with a loud THUD!

“I’ll drink to that!” Pink exulted as she grabbed the bottle of rum. Aguilera’s handful of hair jerked Jewel’s head back and as her mouth opened in protest, Pink jammed the bottle in and forced Jewel to gulp down another couple of ounces of the potent Puerto Rican Rum until it spewed out her nose, cascading down over her battered breasts and belly to puddle on the chair between her soft thighs!

“NO!” Penelope Cruz screamed, leaping onto the narrow ring apron as Vergara started to count. “No knockdown, she threw her! What’s the matter with you, Sofia!?” Vergara ignored Cruz’ protests and kept counting until Charlize was back up at “EIGHT!” Before Loken could resume punishing her, however, the bell rang ending the first round. Cruz climbed into the ring but instead of helping Charlize to her stool, she ran across the ring and started to berate Vergara - who turned her back and ignored her. Cruz went to Loken’s corner and upbraided her; wagging a warning finger under her nose as she threatened her will all manner of retribution for her “…cheating ways.”
******
BETWEEN ROUNDS:
Penelope Cruz finally returned to tend Charlize who was slumped on her stool. She grabbed a bottle of water and splashed it in the battered blonde’s face, then fanned Charlize with a small towel as she muttered curses in Spanish. Charlize leaned back, her arms draped over the ropes on either side as she tried to catch her breath. When she finished fanning, Penelope slid her hand down Charlize’s belly and pulled on the front of her thong to force her to arch her back. “Breath in…big breaths… you gonna beat that gringa puta…”

“Ring too… small…” Charlize panted. “No room…can’t move…change…of plan…”

Over in Loken’s corner, Michelle Rodriguez wiped Kristanna’s sweaty face with a towel, then poured an entire bottle of water over her head, letting the cool liquid stream down her torso, funnel between her firm breasts and into the fine hair of her lower belly before it disappeared beneath the cloth bunched between her muscular thighs. “You got the bitch, Kris!” Michelle hissed. “Gut her next round and she’s yours; we can fuck her ass whenever we want. This is what chu been waitin’ for … payback for all her little bitchy dissing. Stick her! Tear up that soft body! Pound her tits ‘til she cries for mercy.”

Loken nodded grimly, “She almost didn’t get up that round. Well, she’s gonna be stubborn, I’ll just pound her body until she cries ‘no mas’; make her quit right here in front of everyone.”

Dawson’s hand curled under Sunny’s raised bottom, her fingers working steadily as Sunny panted in heat. “You really get off on this, don’t you blondie?” Rosario purred as Sunny raised her hips in response to the subtle pressure. “I never saw a woman get off on her lover being beaten like you do. I thought you were gonna climax a coupla times that round. What is it about her makes you like that, eh?” Sunny didn’t respond; just moaned, arched her back and pressed back against Rosario’s hand working her pussy.

Pink slapped Jewel’s breasts; left-right-left-right. The singer groaned and tried to pull away, but Aguilera’s hand clamped on her pubic mound kept her trapped. Pink pinched both nipples, pulling and stretching the pliant flesh; forcing Jewel to lean forward across the tabletop, her butt rising off her seat - making it easier for Aguilera’s hand to increase the pressure on her pussy. “Have another drink!” Christina grinned, lifting the rum bottle to Jewel’s lips. “You’re gonna need it when Kris tears your girl’s ass UP this round!”
******
ROUND TWO:
Kris was on her feet before the bell but Charlize waited before pulling herself up by the ropes after it rang. Loken walked straight at Charlize who, instead of trying to run as in the first, took one step forward and snapped out a straight jab to Loken’s nose. BAP! Two more sharp jabs, PEK! PEK followed and only then did Charlize bend right to unleash a hard, straight, right - that just missed - glancing off Loken’s left shoulder as she leaned away in the nick of time!

Loken’s reflex left hook up under Charlize’s extended arm, slammed into her chest midway between her right armpit and breast. As the glove skittered across the slight bulge of her breast, the rough laces scufffed her erect nipple. Charlize winced as she danced back…barely avoiding Loken’s overhand right that came within inches of her jaw.

Kristanna came forward, falling into Charlize and using her bulk to drive her back onto the ropes. Her back pinned on the ropes, Charlize traded left and right hooks with Kristanna; both turning their shoulders into punches with their chins on the other’s shoulders; feet planted wide; neither willing to give an inch. They laid in, body-punishing one another for a good thirty seconds - until Loken took a step backward! Charlize’s eyes lit up as she realized she’d hurt the big blonde to the ribs and she surged off the ropes, cocked her right hand and…

WHOMP! Loken gutted Charlize as she surged into the punch, bringing her right up from her thigh to hammer her fist deep into Theron’s belly below the elastic of her little thong! Charlize folded over, wheezing, gasping, her hands at her belly. Her legs bowed briefly, then firmed. With Charlize bent over, Loken lay her body on Charlize’s back, putting weight on her; preventing her from straightening up. Kris heaved thudding fists into Theron’s ribs as she used her weight to slowly ride her to one knee.

When Vergara stepped in and started to count over the kneeling Charlize, Pink let out a whoop of joy, then she and Aguilera hair-hauled Jewel’s head up, bent it back as they tipped the bottle of rum up and poured several ounces of the fiery high-alcohol liquid into her. Jewel sputtered and spewed it out - to the obvious delight of the giggling duo!

In Charlize’s corner, Cruz was beside herself, tearing her hair in frustration and screaming, “She pushed her down! Stop counting!” Sofia ignored her and had reached “SEVEN” before Charlize, with a disgusted grunt, used her hands on her thighs to push herself to her feet. As she raised her hands, Loken rushed forward, grinning at the prospect of inflicting more pain on Charlize who stumbled backward until her back hit the ropes, then she crouched with her elbows tucked in tight and her gloves ear-muffed at her face.

Loken stepped to her, bellied up and leaned on Charlize, forcing her upperback over the top rope; then began to wail away to the body with both fists. Charlize twisted and turned her hips; rotated her shoulders and bobbed her head as she tried to slip the punches. Most of her punches landed, but many were glancing blows rather than making solid contact. Still, after a minute of bombardment, Charlize began to grunt as each punch sent ripples through her body as Kristanna pounded and pummeled her along the ropes.

Trapped in the corner, Charlize had no choice but to fight back. She pushed her butt off the turnbuckles and hammered a short left hook under Loken’s right elbow. The big blonde groaned and winced, then straightened and cuffed Charlize behind the right ear with a left hook. Loken cupped the back of Charlize’s head and pulling it down, then smashed her right elbow into the side of her head, sending a shudder through her legs. Charlize wrapped her arms around Kristanna’s waist and held on, pumping her legs as she drove Loken all the way back to mid-ring.

There, Loken raised her clasped hands overhead and WHAM, brought a Double Ax-handle down between Charlize’s shoulder blades! Charlize staggered as her knees buckled, but she again grabbed Loken by the hips and clung stubbornly. As Kristanna raised her arms again, Cruz screamed a protest - but Vergara just laughed and shook her head - WHAM! Loken gave Charlize another Ax-handle and this time she couldn’t stay upright. Charlize went to her knees, shaking her head to clear the buzzing. THUMP! Loken kneed Charlize in the chest, sending her sprawling on her back with her arms over her head. Her hands slowly went to her chest as she started rubbing to ease the throbbing pain.

Vergara walked to Charlize, bent and studied her, then shrugged and started counting! Cruz stepped halfway through the ropes and shook her finger, threatening Vergara with all sorts of horrible retribution. With the ‘knockdown’ now official, Pink gave a whoop of joy, grabbed the weakly resisting Jewel and dragged her backward onto the table. She clamped her hands over Jewel’s eyes and pinched her nose shut for Christina who picked up the rum in one hand, grabbed Jewel’s chin with the other to force her mouth open, then turned the bottle up and drizzled a long stream of amber liquid fire between her pouting, puckered. lips. Aguilera clapped a hand on Jewel’s mouth and held it until she swallowed. Jewel’s eyes widened as the fiery liquid seared her throat, taking her breath away and making her gasp!

“Gaaaaaaaa…aaaaahhhh...” Jewel’s body jerked and she took a deep breath when Aguilera finally took the hand away.

Pink cupped Jewel’s bare breasts, pushed them together and thumbed the erect nipples as Aguilera reached down to grab Jewel’s groin - both women noted how Jewel willingly spread her legs, yielding herself to Christina who pushed two wiggling fingers inside. She grinned, smiled, then purred, “Pink, we got us a hot one! A little firewater and she just melts. This one’s a keeper!”

“Yeah,” Pink said, leaning over to flick her tongue on the pink tips of Jewel’s softly rolling breasts. “I bet she’ll be more fun to tame than Sunny, too. She gave in without even a peep of protest.”

By then, Charlize was back on her feet and, as Loken advanced, Charlize retreated, gloves high, elbows in protecting her bosom - but exposing her ribs. She snapped out another quick, hard, jab that hit Loken’s right cheek. Another glanced off her forehead as Loken ducked a beat too slowly to avoid it entirely.

WHUMP! A hard right hook under her leftside ribs took Charlize’s breath away, but she countered with a chopping right that hit Kristanna behind her left ear and sent her hopping to her right off balance. Charlize started after her, then stopped and waited, letting Loken get her feet under her. Charlize snapped her jab again, and again, and again! The first was short, but the second struck Kristanna’s left cheek and the third smacked solidly between her eyes, snapping her head back.

Charlize glided to her right, pawing her jab, more to keep Loken away than as an offensive weapon. Loken feinted right, then stepped left, cutting off Charlize’s retreat. When Theron tried to reverse direction, Loken landed a clubbing hook to the mid-section that sent her reeling into the ropes. With her back on the ropes, Charlize hunched forward, protecting her chest with her elbows; her gloves ear-muffing, but exposing her flanks.

Loken bludgeoned away mindlessly; hammering Theron’s forearms; biceps; shoulders; the top of her head; her ribs; her hips - hitting whatever she could! Charlize stayed crouched; trapped with her back against the ropes; ducking, bobbing, weaving, twisting and turning frantically while Kristanna pounded away with slow, deliberate, thudding punches - each one making Charlize utter a loud grunt.

Every so often, Charlize would lunge up out of her crouch, stab her left into Loken’s chest, ‘pounding puppies’ she called it; just doing enough to prevent Kristanna from setting her feet and flailing recklessly. It was something that made her feel better, but didn’t really accomplish anything other than annoy Loken and spur her to greater violence against Charlize’s body. Loken bent her knees and came up with another heavy uppercut that dug deep into Charlize’s churning gut midway between her belly button and her tuft of golden pubic hair. Her eyes widened in shock and the air whooshed out of her as she pitched forward into Kristanna’s arms.

Loken set her feet, her hands under Charlize’s shoulders heaving her upright, then holding her bent back over the top rope with her forearm across the battered blonde’s throat as she slammed the side of her glove into Charlize’s breasts over and over and over; ‘pounding puppies’ herself until the bell sounded and Sofia Vergara grabbed her and yelled at her, “STOP!”

Charlize sat the middle strand of the ropes, elbows on knees, her head bowed, chest heaving and stomach churning. Loken leaned over and put her weight on Charlize, reached around and grabbed Charlize’s ass cheeks with both hands, then gave her cheeks a squeeze as she hissed, “Next round, *THIS* belongs to me!”
******
BETWEEN ROUNDS
Charlize wanted to say something; a witty, cutting, remark preferably; but she was too winded to get the words out and Loken shrugged, then turned and swaggered back to her corner. Charlize staggered and almost fell as she stumbled toward her stool which Penelope shoved under her butt. Charlize draped her arms over the ropes on either side of her corner, leaned back on the turnbuckles and let Cruz pour water into her gaping mouth, then relaxed and let Penelope try to massage away the tightness in her shoulders.

Charlize’s nose was dripping blood, her lower lip was swollen and the upper discolored, both her eyes were puffy - the left one swollen half shut; but she was still on her feet and fighting back. Cruz grabbed the waist of her thong and pulled it away from her belly, forcing air into her. As Penelope pulled and tugged on Charlize’s thong with one hand, the other was wiping the blood from her face with a wet sponge.

Across the ring, Michelle hugged Kristanna welcoming her back to the corner before Kris flopped onto her stool and leaned back, her chest pumping rapidly and her belly rippling with deep, ragged, breaths. Michelle knelt between her lovers wide-spread thighs, her hands wiping the sweat from Loken’s breasts, upper chest and face, then giving her a refreshing swig of water from a bottle.

“You got her on the ropes, Kris,” Michelle encouraged. “Pop her in that left eye a couple more times and she won’t be able to see you. Lookit her, she’s about done in.”

Loken snorted, “I really gotta get back in shape; I’m running on fumes here…”

“Shit! You’re doing great!” Michelle argued. “You’re in a helluva lot better shape’n Theron, lookit her! Keep pounding her body and she’ll wilt like a prissy little hothouse flower. Then we drag her into the back with her girlfriends and party the rest of the weekend. I can’t wait to tap that ass…”

Jewel lay on her back, her eyes closed, her legs spread…moaning softly as Pink and Christina brought her to another of the seemingly endless orgasms she’d had today. She opened her eyes and looked up at Pink who was bent over, her lips around a hard, erect, nipple; pulling and tugging gently as her tongue swirled around the tip. Jewel’s hips rocked gently on her ass as Aguilera’s fingers pumped in and out, in and out, with a steady, insistent rhythm against her clit. She remembered mumbling something… A plea for sexual release? A protest against…what?.. for it to stop…or never end? She wasn’t sure.

Sunny wasn’t thinking of anything at the moment - and hadn’t been for some time. She was mindlessly, totally and completely in thrall of Rosario’s flicking fingers and buzzzzzzing vibrator! Sunny had been brought to orgasm by experts - many, many, times - but the skill Rosario Dawson showed was second to none…or maybe it was the sight of her beloved Charlize - who had come rushing to save her - being battered and abused. Charlize had the uncanny ability to get into situations that aroused Sunny more than anything. It happened occasionally in the FCBA; regularly at the ‘Porn Star Fight Club’ as well as - far more than Charlize liked - at the ‘Put Up or Shut Up’ club. Now it was happening here too!
******
ROUND THREE:
Sunny was still panting and trying to catch her breath after her most recent orgasm when Charlize and Kristanna stepped out for the third round. Jewel lay sprawled on her back across the table top, spread-eagled in a drunken haze while Pink and Aguilera drank and joked as they fondled, fingered and titty-teaseed her surprisingly responsive body. Charlize struggled to concentrate on the task at hand - i.e., Loken - mentally putting aside her concerns for her girlfriends; with a silent prayer that, at the end of the day, they’d all be free instead of servicing Loken and the dominatrix duo of Pink and Michelle - not to mention an entire bar of twisted ‘Lesbian Leather Biker’ chicks!

As in the previous round, Charlize tried to keep her distance using a straight, hard, left jab; keeping her right cocked threateningly at her cheek. She hoped Loken would try her usual tactic - an all-out, wild attack that may give her an opening. She doubted she could knock Kristanna out with a single punch, but knew if she could land just one solid blow it might make the bigger woman cautious for a few seconds or even open her defenses for the body attack Charlize felt was the only way to weaken her enough to beat her.

But Loken came out slowly, her bare, soft, breasts heaving, rolling, and jiggling with each labored breath. Charlize realized Kris hadn’t fully recovered from the previous round and threw caution to the wind, hoping to end the fight with a quick blitz attack before Kristanna got her breath. Charlize lunged forward, faked a jab and caught Loken with an overhand right that rocked the bigger blonde back on her heels. Charlize stepped forward and hooked Kristanna under the right elbow, smiling as she heard her grunt, then cocked her right hand and drove a straight-from-the-shoulder right that hit Loken between the eyes!

Kristanna dropped her hands and tilted backward into the ropes, then bounced off and fell into Charlize, wrapping her arms around Theron and trapping her arms against her sides. She struggled to break free, but Loken hung on grimly, lifting Charlize off her feet and swinging her around, then driving her back into the corner where she slammed her back against the turnbuckles. Charlize groaned as her backbone smashed into the thinly padded buckles; her head snapped back, then whiplashed forward just as Loken raised her head and...

CRAACK! Charlize’s chin smashed down on Loken’s forehead! She saw stars and then everything went black! The next thing she remembered, she was on all fours in the corner with Sofia Vergara kneeling in front of her, one hand cupped under her chin, holding her head up as she stared into her unfocused eyes.

At ringside, Jewel was getting a double helping of fiery 150 rum from Pink and Christina who had filled their mouths with the powerful liquid, then they passed Jewel back and forth, taking turns kissing her and, in the process, spitting rum into her mouth between her slack lips. She was too drunk to resist and with one of each girl having one hand on her pussy and one on each breast, she was so aroused they had no problem getting her to open her mouth for a kiss or two or four!

Sunny was facing the ring, her body arched across Rosario’s table with her back to Dawson; her legs spread on either side of Dawson’s thighs, holding her own breasts; squeezing and tweaking her aroused nipples as Rosario’s hands worked up under Sunny’s rising and falling hips as she diddled her clit. Sunny’s face wore a blank expression and she stared open-mouthed at Charlize on all fours with sweat dribbling off her hard nipples as Vergara asked her if she could continue. Nobody knows how long Charlize was out of it, because nobody cared! Sofia had quickly declared it ‘no knockdown’ due to an unintentional head butt, but that hadn’t stopped Pink and Aguilera from giving Jewel a liberal dose of ‘medicine.’

Charlize sat back on her haunches and shook her head. At first, Sofia thought she was giving up, but when Charlize tried to get up to continue to fight, Vergara grabbed her elbow and helped her to her feet. She walked Charlize back to her corner where Cruz threw water in her face and rubbed the back of her neck for a few seconds.

Sofia told her with a malicious grin, “Either fight or take off the gloves and get ready for the party of your life.”

Theron’s eyes flashed angrily and she shoved Vergara, then raised her fists and started toward Loken who’d been leaning on the ropes in the far corner catching her breath. When she saw Charlize wanted more, Loken nodded, grinned and came out to meet her.

WHAP! SMACK! SPLAT! The three punches came so quickly Charlize’s still unfocused eyes couldn’t follow. She stopped in her tracks, then took a step backward…and then another.

“UNNNNNGH! Ooooooooooo…” Charlize grunted as Loken’s low uppercut slammed into her stomach below her belly button, driving the wind from her lungs.

CRAAACK! Loken’s sweeping right caught Charlize flush on the left ear, spinning her around and sending her careening headlong to the ropes where she folded over the top rope with her arms dangling outside the ring.

“AAAARRRRRGHHH!” Charlize howled when Kristanna bellied up to her butt and pounded her kidneys with both fists!

When Sofia Vergara grabbed Loken and pulled her away, Charlize’s body slipped over the ropes and she would have dropped to her knees but she caught herself under the arms by the top rope with her knees on the middle strand. While she struggled to get her feet under her, Sofia - after ignoring almost every previous violation of the rules of boxing - wagged a finger under Loken’s nose and gave her a ‘warning’.

Pink and Christina took this as a sign that Jewel needed more liquid refreshment and the drained the last of the bottle into her, then quickly ordered another - which Cam Diaz delivered in person. Cam set it on the table, gave Jewel’s breasts a quick grope, then hurried back to her place behind the bar.

“Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm…..” Sunny’s sexually satisfied eyes rolled back in her head as she arched her back and climaxed at the sight of her lover’s lissome body draped helpless on the ropes - as Rosario’s talented digits pushed her beyond the point where she could hold if back…even if she’d wanted to!

Charlize rolled her shoulders and arched her back, trying to ease the pain as Vergara stepped away from Loken and waved for them to resume. She tried to dance, duck and backpedal away from the advancing Loken, but given the tiny ring and her condition, avoiding the leggy, long-armed, blonde wasn’t happening. Even when she’d been fresh, Charlize hadn’t been able to elude Loken, but now - battered as she was - it was impossible. After a few tentative jabs hit her face, Loken slipped in close and bodied up to Charlize, taking advantage of the position to KNEE her in the thigh - not once, but twice!

Charlize groaned and tried to get away as they traded a hard hooks to the body. In close, Charlize’s shorter arms and more compact punching style proved to be more effective than Loken’s wide, sweeping, swings and she landed the harder blows as she slowly began to force Kristanna back across the ring.

Frustrated, Kristanna clamped her left glove over Charlize’s face, blinding her, then extended her arm, putting distance between them. When Charlize reached up to swat the glove away, Kristanna drove her right fist into Charlize’s left breast, flattening it! Charlize cried out as her hands dropped to protect her throbbing breast. Again, Kristanna put her glove on Charlize’s face and this time, she brought her right knee up and across in front of her, pounding it into the inside of Charlize’s right thigh. Theron yelped and hopped backward, flexing her leg, limping as she hobbled to her right away from Loken who quickly closed the distance.

Kristanna threw herself at Charlize, swinging her left elbow around and driving it into Charlize’s right breast. Charlize grunted, her eyes tearing in pain as Loken continuing forward and wrapped her up around the shoulders, then pulled her into a bearhug. Again, Kristanna used her legs, kneeing Charlize’s thighs with both knees, once in the right and twice in her left thigh! All the while, Penelope Cruz was screaming at Vergara, “STOP HER!” but the South American ignored her. Maybe kneeing was accepted practice at this club!

Pink and Christina hurriedly opened the second bottle of rum; each poured a glass and then Pink grabbed Jewel by the hair and swung her around on her back on the tabletop, putting her head in front of her, ready for the next knockdown which seemed imminent! But Charlize refused to go down!

With her thighs cramping from Loken’s kneeing, she stopped trying to move and planted her feet wide for balance, dug her bare toes into the canvas and put everything she had left into a piston-punching body attack.

Loken was stunned when Charlize stopped running to ‘stand and fight’ and it took a moment for her to realize she had to change her own strategy. Her wild, wide, power-punching couldn’t land flush with Charlize so close to her; suddenly she was the one forced to back off to make room while Charlize was the one coming forward, trying to stay close so she could punish Kristanna’s body with her attack!

Charlize hammered punches to Loken’s body that shook her, then a one-two combination rocked her backward into the ropes. Loken appeared confused and was slow to react when Charlize jabbed, jabbed, jabbed her face, then WHUMP, drove a hard left hook in under Kristanna’s cocked right arm!

Loken’s face went white as she tilted to her right, her face twisted in pain, but as Charlize closed in for the kill, Kristanna wrapped her left arm around Charlize’s head and pulled her in to a side headlock, then pounded her fist into Charlize’s face several times before Vergara arrived - late - to break it up.

Theron’s nose was bleeding when Sofia separated them and the delay gave Loken time to regain her composure. When Charlize closed the distance to resume her body attack, Loken used her longer reach to grab her and pull her into a clinch. Once more, Loken kneed Charlize - this time in the groin - and Charlize groaned as she doubled over, exposing her back and neck. Loken raised her clasped hands and BRONK, dropped a Double Ax-handle onto Charlize’s upper back and neck that slammed her to the canvas on her knees!

“Yippeeee!” Pink yelped excitedly as she tipped the bottle of rum above Jewel’s blank face, spilling half of it onto the floor - although enough got into Jewel’s mouth and nose that she reflexively jerked upright coughing and sputtering, then flopped back down with her arms and legs hanging limp off of the table top.

Aguilera spread Jewel’s legs and drizzled some run on her pussy, then bent to lap it off. When she looked up at Pink she winked and says, “We gotta get Cam over here and have her try this, it’d make a great cocktail…Rum Pussy! Sweet and tart with just a hint of fish.”

Ass Sofia began to count over Charlize, Diaz rang the bell to end the third round!
******
BETWEEN ROUNDS:
Charlize didn’t even try to get up, she just crawled on all fours to her corner. Penelope Cruz climbed through the ropes to help her onto her stool and once seated, Charlize panted, “Get my thong off and get your tongue in me fast. I need an orgasm before the bell!”

Loken trudged back to her corner, panting and wincing at the pain in her right ribs and flopped onto her stool where Michelle Rodriguez hurriedly wiped her down and gave her a drink of water; then started to massage her shoulders. “You gotta keep away from her; then tear her fuckin’ head off. Dammit, you hit harder than she does, you should be killin’ her!”

Penelope, Charlize’s on- (and off-) screen lover for “Head In The Clouds” ripped off Theron’s thong, dropped to her knees and put her fingers and tongue to work with her usual skill - and a zeal born of desperation. Charlize leaned back, her arms limp over the ropes on either side, her long legs spread and her eyes closed. Two-thirds of the way through the break, Charlize’s body shuddered with her first climax - soon followed by two more, even stronger than the first.

When the bell rang for the fourth round, Loken and Rodriquez - like the others at ringside - were so into the sex scene they weren’t ready and it took Michelle several seconds to get Kristanna’s mouthpiece in and get her up on her feet. When Charlize stood up; naked; the inside of her bruised thighs glistening with liquid still dribbling from her satisfied snatch - but her expression looked more confident than any time since the fight began!
******
ROUND FOUR:
Charlize slowly raised her gloves, her lips curled in a post-orgasmic grin that tells Kristanna how pleased she is. Loken, still unable to catch her breath after three grueling rounds of body punishment, wears an expression of grim determination, the last words from her lover Michelle still ringing in her ears, “You gotta take her out this round!”

Kristanna starts throwing bombs before Charlize can throw her first jab. The first sweeping right sails harmlessly over Charlize’s head as she ducks and snaps a quick, hard, right to Loken’s solarplexus, but Kristanna’s left hook catches Charlize flush on the right cheek and she staggers back into the ropes. Loken’s on her in a heartbeat, hammering away with both fists as Charlize crouches with her butt in the ropes; her gloves at her face and her elbows tucked in to protect her tender breasts.

Rosario gives Sunny’s raised butt a spank, leans over her shoulder and whispers, “It might be a little early for Theron to try the old ‘rope-a-dope’….whaddya think?”

Sunny mumbled, “Muhhhh…oorrrrrre,” as she reached around to push Rosario’s hand down off her butt and under her, forcing the fingers back in her pussy. She dropped her head on her crossed arms and started to slowly rotate her hips. Rosario, unable to keep from grinning, resumed fingering her plaything to another orgasm - but kept her eyes on Charlize, studying every inch of her body as she studied her every movement - and filed it away for future reference.

Loken would lean on Charlize, punch her in the ribs a couple of times, then step back and windmill a couple of punches at her head, buffeting her from one foot to the other. Then she’d lean on her again, bending Charlize’s upper body back over the top rope as she hammered her lower body - mostly hitting her biceps, elbows and forearms. Then she’d step back again to unleash a three of four punch combination at her head again - all of them blocked by Charlize’s earmuffing gloves.

The third time Loken surged forward to belly up to her, Charlize bounced off the ropes and drilled Kristanna full on the mouth with a straight right hand! Loken stopped in her tracks and her hands dropped to her hips. As she swayed, dazed and unsteady, Charlize loaded up and put her full weight behind an uppercut that hit Kristanna right on the button - the point of her chin! Her eyes rolled back in her head and she toppled straight over backward, crashing to the mat flat on her back. She never moved, just lay still with her arms at her sides!

Loken was not only out…she was out cold!

Charlize didn’t move, just stood staring down at Loken, then her knees buckled and she grabbed the ropes to keep from collapsing. Vergara gave a perfunctory count-out over Loken who hadn’t moved since she hit the floor, then left the ring and went to join Cam Diaz behind the bar for a drink.

Charlize looked around in a daze when Penelope Cruz climbed into the ring and hugged her. Then she saw Sunny’s bouncing butt moving up and down over Rosario’s lap. One look at Charlize’s expression convinced Rosario to shove Sunny off her lap and put her in the chair beside her. Charlize stumbled toward the ropes and tried to climb out to get to Sunny, but her weary legs got tangled in the ropes and she tripped, sprawling headfirst onto Rosario’s ringside table on her chest with her face in Sunny’s sticky pussy! Charlize was a wreck and Sunny was nearly hysterical as she held and stroked Charlize who seemed completely out of it at that point.

While Penelope was dancing around in the ring celebrating Charlize’s come-back victory, Michelle Rodriguez climbed in and went to Kristanna, lifting her head and gently slapping her face trying to revive her. Cruz bounced around them, taunting and teasing Michelle who finally had enough and she got up and attacked Penelope! Rodriguez tackled the Spanish beauty, slammed her to the mat and then mounted her, straddling her waist and trapping her arms under her knees. With Cruz helpless, Michelle went to work with a vengeance, slapping her face and tearing open her blouse, then attacking her perky breasts. Nobody made a move to stop her.

Just then, Cameron Diaz came running over to Rosario’s table, pausing just long enough to lift Charlize’s head with a handful of hair and grin at the sight her cum-slathered face before she dropped it back on Sunny’s slimy pussy. “We got a problem, Rose,” Cam said. “There’s a bunch of Charlize’s friends at the door trying to get in. Sofia and a couple of others are holding them off, but it won’t be long before they come bustin’ in here. What’re we gonna do?”

Rosario looked around at the leather dykes and then toward the door. There were enough tough gals to handle the actresses if necessary, but she didn’t want to have any more trouble - with Charlize and her girls or with the local police. She turned and yelled to Michelle and Pink, telling them, “Drag Loken’s ass outta my ring and get her into that back room!”

Then she told Diaz, “You take Theron to the dressing room, shove her under a shower and get her more or less back to her senses.” Cam grabbed Charlize by one arm, dragged her off the table and heaved her over her shoulder.

Rosario took Sunny by the hand and jerked her out of her seat, “You come with me. Since you’re the cause of all this trouble, you’re going to put an end to it!” Sunny resisted briefly, then relented when Rosario threatened, “Listen you spoiled bitch, I saved you from those two and you owe me…not to mention I kept your over-sexed box busy while your girlfriend was getting her ass kicked. You better go along or you and all your friends are going to get with that Jewel box got. Comprende?”

Sunny blinked, then seemed to understand. “Oh sure. Listen, Rosario, I REALLY enjoyed myself here today. Well, except for the kidnapping and torture; but YOU really know how to show a girl a good time. I’d love to come back and visit again, soon.”

Rosario smiled and patted Sunny’s cheek. “You - and Jewel and Charlize - are welcome to come back anytime. Theron and Kilcher are members, so they’re free to come and go. Anytime you want to visit, just tell ‘em at the door you’re my guest. Now, can we go diffuse this little ‘situation’ before it escalates in to a full blown riot!”

Rosario took Sunny to the front door where Kat Heigl, Laura Prepon, Jaime Pressly and Sharon Stone were loudly demanding to be let in. Abbie Cornish stood off to one side, her eyes darting nervously between the front door of the club and the side street where two cars sat idling with the doors open. Rosario held up her hand calling for quiet and, after a few seconds, the hub-bub died down enough she could make herself heard.

She held up Sunny’s hand and told Heigl - who appeared to be the spokesperson for the ‘pro-Theron’ posse, “As you can see, Sunny is safe and sound. If you’ll all just wait outside, she and Charlize will be out in a few minutes.”

“Where is Char?” Heigl demanded. “And why is Sunny nude…oh, never mind. I can guess why.”

“Theron’s in the shower,” Rosario explained. “You’ll be happy - I assume - to know she KO’d Kris Loken to get Sunny back. She’s exhausted and a bit bruised and battered, as you would expect, but as soon as she’s dried off she and Sunny will be free to leave…or they can stay and party. I’d like to invite you all to join them, but as this is a ‘members only’ establishment, I’m afraid that would be impossible. However, if any of you would like to join, I’m sure you’ll find something - or someone - inside whose tastes closely match your own.” She looked at Stone and purred, “Sharon, I KNOW you’d have fun here…and you,” she pointed to Cornish. “I think we have a special rate for virgins you definitely should take advantage of.”

“Look,” Kat growled, trying to grab Rosario who danced away laughing. “All we want is Sunny, Char and Jewel; I know she’s here too.” Rosario frowned. In all the excitement, she’d forgotten about her.

“They’ll all be out in a few minutes,” Rosario assured her. “Why don’t you all sit in your cars. I’ll send someone out with some beers and chips; one of the advantages of not being in a big budget feature at the moment is you can eat junk food once in a while. Go on, relax and I give you my word, they’ll be out shortly. Right Sunny?”

Sunny nodded. “Yeah, go relax. I’m fine and Char is too.” She hesitated, “Jewel’s had quite a bit to drink, but she’s OK. Just don’t make any trouble for the club, Rosario saved my ass and I don’t want to cause her any difficulty. All right?”

Kat grumbled, but Sharon Stone spoke up, “Sure, we’ll wait out here…but you better send the beer and chips!”

“Don’t worry,” Rosario said. “And I’ll include a couple of our membership brochures…just in case anyone is interested in joining. We’ve got weekly dances and we schedule fights at least two or three nights a month - plus the impromptu fight whenever some girl is feeling out of sorts or someone tries to steal someone else’s girlfriend.”

Meanwhile, Aguilera had dragged Jewel to the back room where Pink and Michelle had carried Kristanna’s unconscious body. While they tried to revive the ‘Terminatrix’ Christina was straddling Jewel’s face, using her nose to get herself off. By the time Michelle and Pink had Kristanna back on her feet, Aguilera had climaxed twice!

By the time Rosario joined them, not only was Aguilera panting on the floor beside Jewel, but Loken was sitting up rubbing her jaw. “You three have got about five minutes to get your asses out of here,” she said. “Use the back door that leads to the alley, then turn right and go the next street. A left will take you to the boulevard where you can catch a taxi home.”

Michelle started to protest, but Rosario shut her up with a wave of her hand. “I can’t have any more trouble here this week. You butch bitches brought that McKay cunt here and trouble followed. Now I got her under my thumb and your ‘little Jewel box’ there is sleeping off her drunk, so Theron’s the only one I have to worry about tonight. There’s a mob out front calling for your scalps and - if you don’t cooperate - I’m gonna hand you to them. You go along like good little girls and I’ll forget this night ever happened; you make trouble for me and you’ll regret it as long as you live. Comprende?”

They all nodded. “What about her,” Pink asked, pointing to Jewel. “Can I at least take her as the consolation prize?”

“NO you may NOT!” Rosario snapped angrily. “They know she’s here, so I have to give her back with the other two. You want her, you’ll have to figure out a way to get your hands on her again some other time. But I wouldn’t worry, getting your hands on girls is something you’re very, very, good at Pinkie,” Rosario chuckled as Pink blushed. The three skulked out the back door like whipped pups with their tails between their legs - all three vowing revenge on Theron for knocking out Loken and Michelle and Pink both swearing that the next time they got their hands on Jewel they wouldn’t let go.

Jewel, so drunk she can’t stand, is so eager to get away from the bar she just puts on someone’s discarded, torn, blouse and her own jeans and leaves barefooted, with one breast hanging out of the torn blouse (Loken took her ‘Jack Daniels’ tee as a souvenir.)

While Rosario got Jewel into her clothes, Sofia took a tray of beer and chips to the waiting women and Sunny headed back to the dressing room to tell Charlize they were free to go. She walked in and found Charlize in the shower, slumped with her back against the wall, one hand gripping the shower head as she struggled to stay on her feet as the warm spray cascaded over her.

On her knees in front of Charlize knelt Cam Diaz, her face buried between Charlize’s spread thighs, her hands cupping Charlize’s ass cheeks as her tongue slowly and lovingly curled through the furrow that was Charlize’s gaping pussy. As the naked Sunny tip-toed closer, she could hear Charlize moaning and grunting - tell-tale signs this wouldn’t be the first time she’d climaxed tonight. Sunny had all she could do not to jump into the shower, grab a handful of Diaz’ hair, drag her out and throw her on the cold, cement, floor. The only thing that kept her from it, was the memory of her own multiple orgasms as Rosario Dawson diddled her while Charlize was getting the snot beat out of her by Loken.

Sunny sighed happily at the memory, then she grinned as she realized that Charlize had not only come looking for her, but had fought the battle of her life to win her back. Forgetting all about Charlize’s tryst with Milla, Sunny slipped into the shower, knelt behind Cameron and reached around to cup her breast left breast in her left hand, nuzzled her neck and gently bite her ear as her right hand slipped down between Cam’s legs and began to stroke. Diaz stopped licking Charlize’s clit long enough to turn, look back over her shoulder and kiss Sunny, then went back to work on Charlize.
* * * * * *
A half hour later, Charlize and Sunny came wobbling out the door of the club holding Jewel between them. Jewel was so drunk she couldn’t even stand and had to be supported. Kat, Sharon and Sunny held her while Charlize went to get her car, brought it to the corner and they put her in the front seat. Jewel’s limp body toppled over until she rested against Charlize with her head on her shoulder.

Sunny rode home in Kat’s car, sitting on Abbie Cornish’s lap. Later, Abbie complained about the sticky wet stain Sunny left on her thigh, but nobody else seemed to find it all that unusual.

On the way home, Jewel suddenly grabbed Charlize and screamed, “Pull over…” but before Charlize could maneuver through two lanes of traffic and pull off the road, Jewel threw up in Charlize’s lap! It took two trips to the detail shop to get the smell out of the upholstery and Charlize had to replace the floor mats. She was angry for several days, but she knew what happened was her own fault - at least for the most part!

The next day, after she’d recovered from her ordeal, Charlize told Sunny how sorry she was about having 'played with your emotions; making you jealous. There was nothing between Milla and me,” she swore. “It was just a massage but when I saw how jealous you got, I played along, hoping to make you even crazier than you already are. It was wrong to do that to you and I’m sorry.”

Jewel made it clear - to anyone who would listen - that she blamed Charlize for everything that happened. “I begged her to wait for the others, but OH NO, she had to be the hero - go rushing in all by ourselves. I’m lucky they didn’t take me with them when they left. Oh maybe she’d have come looking for me like she did Sunny. You think she would?? I DON’T!!”