"Boy is this one gonna be fun!" giggled Howard as he stood in the center of the ring addressing the eager throng assembled for the fifth match of his 2002 tournament. "And I’m only sorry my cohost Robin Quivers couldn’t be here to see it. As those of you who listen to my radio show, THE number one ranked show of its kind, know, Robin was called away on a family emergency.” The audience reacts with a mixture of groans and a smattering of boo’s, but Howard, stern as always, raises his hands and calls them to order. “In her place,” he continues. “I’ve called on a woman who’s a fan of the show and she graciously agreed to fill in tonight. You all know her from seeing her compete in sport, but you may not know that she’s also a talented, rising young star as an actress. Gimme a big ‘Stern’ welcome to my guest host for tonight’s show, the one….the only….Miss….Serena Williams!!”

Stunned silence was followed by a tumultuous roar as the buxom Serena Williams struted out from behind the curtain wearing a sheer, see-thru mesh top and blue jeans. Her big breasts jiggling provocatively as she swaggered down the aisle to join Howard at the ringside announcers table. She joins Howard and as the crowd furor subsides, he asks, “So what enticed you to accept my invitation. I’ve been trying to get you to come on the show for months to show me your tits and you refused, then you jump at the chance to appear live with me…and may I say, showing me some wonderful boobs in the process!”

Serena blushes slightly, raises her microphone and tells the breathlessly listening fans, “Well Howie,” she purrs, running her fingers through his wild hair and grinning, “Venus and I catch the show whenever we can and I just love Robin. When your peeps said she couldn’t make it, I figured what better way to tell her how much I love her than to step into her…”

“…bra!” Howard interjected. “You could fill her bra quite nicely, if you wore one that is!”

“Whatever!” Serena giggled, rolling her eyes. “Anyway, after I got a chance to see some of the fights at the ‘Put Up or Shut Up Club’ and then to be ringsided for a show at the Porn Star Fight Club on my last visit to town, I couldn’t wait to get here to see Theron in action again. That girl shure can put on a hot show, can’t she?”

“Right you are Serena! Hey, speaking of fights, have you ever been in any?”

Serena threw back her head and roared with laughter, “Growing up with Venus and my other sisters, a girl HAD to fight daily. And I’m sure you’ve read about a couple of little disagreements I had with two of the girls on the WTA tour. It really didn’t amount to anything, I just had to put them in their place, so to speak. But enough about my sordid past, I came to see that ‘Golden Goddess’ Theron Howard. Get her out here and get the show started!”

The crowd roared their agreement, so Stern nodded and told the crowd, “OK, Charlize you wanted, so Charlize you get. Now folks, there's a reason we passed out that gift bag at the door with the complimentary lube and vibrators. You're gonna be using them before this one's over," he predicted, his voice quivering with anticipation. The crowd buzzed like a vibrator R&D department as he raised his hand to call for silence, then said, "And here’s the star of my show, Ms. Charlize Theron!"

A flourish of cheers and whistles rang out as the 5'9" blonde babe strode to the ring in a sinfully minuscule nylon spandex white thong and bra combo. As the determined South African climbed into the ring Howard continued, "It's been a fabulous tournament so far with Charlize currently ahead 2-1 with one draw after four matches." Charlize's supporters applauded loudly as Howard directed his gaze at the blonde fighter. "I've really enjoyed the extra-curricular activities of the participants in this tournament. Obviously so have you my dear!" he chortled, making Charlize blush and several of her arch rivals in the front row snicker. "More babes in the ring equals more fun. That said, I'm thrilled to introduce Charlize's challengers tonight. First, a woman who beat out Charlize for the starring role in 'Showgirls' the now-legendary, Elizabeth Berkley!" The crowd stood and roared as the now natural brunette Liz stepped intot he spotlight. "And her partner, one of the kinkiest women in film, her 'Showgirls' costar, the sensuous, Gina Gershon!"

"Challenger…ZZZ? Plural?" snarled Charlize angrily.

"Don't interrupt, hon, I'm busy," Howard snapped gruffly, staring as the two beautiful women made their way to the ring. The crowd was as shocked as Charlize only their mood was markedly more eager than hers.

"Damn, look at the legs on Gina!" marveled Howard as he looked at Charlize with a devious smirk. "Do you see those gorgeous gams?"

"What the fuck are you pulling, Stern?" bitched the irate blonde.

"Relax, doll. Liz and Gina want a fair contest so they've picked you a partner for tonight," pronounced Howard sternly.

Liz and Gina were both wearing bright red satin thongs and bras. In the audience, Charlize's lover Sunny McKay bolted out of her seat with a look plastered across her pretty mug that left no doubt she was fit to be tied! "I'll help you stomp those sluts into the mat!" Sunny yelled above the din as she marched down the aisle.

The challengers in the ring were being showered with adoration as Gina stood with Howard, her arm snaked around his waist as she reached for the microphone. "Sluts Sunny? Coming from YOU we take that as a compliment! Sit down and shut up, you Porn Star Fight Club cum sponge. Like she needs help from a pitifully submissive little bitch like you!"

Sunny erupted, enraged and intent on entering the ring. But Leanna Heart and Kendra Jade restrained her and prevented her from reaching her goal as they dragged the kicking and screaming blonde sexkitten back to her seat. Gina looked on with a contemptuous smirk, then the gorgeous brunette turned her attention to another spectator who was nearly as irate as Sunny.

"Christina Ricci," Gina chirped. "Get your plump little ass up here!" Gina screamed, eliciting a thunderous cheer from the crowd.

"Ricci?" screamed Sunny in angry protest. "Not that milk cow-titted little cunt!"

Christina's look of astonishment quickly changed from surprise to scorn as she glared at Sunny - then flipped her the bird. Without further provocation, the tiny brunette scrambled up into the ring accompanied by excited howls and whistles from the audience. She started to remove her street clothes but Charlize stopped her and did the deed herself. With undeniably sexual undertones, the blonde lasciviously peeled Christina's clothes away until the dark-maned little girl was left with only her white lace string bikini panties and bra. Sunny was beyond livid after witnessing her lover's erotic performance disrobing her newly discovered 'close friend' with whom she'd gotten 'chummy' while they were filming their love scenes in "Monster". Howard, on the other hand, ate it up.

"OK folks, now it's a party," he toldd the crowd. "As you probably know, the type of match is up to the challengers." He looked over at Liz Berkley and asked, "So, what's it gonna be Liz?"

Liz took the microphone, turned and pointed dramatically at Charlize and Christina, "I think the lovebirds over there will be pleased with our choice! Gina and I have decided on a best 3 out of 5 SEXFIGHT!" Putting it mildly, the crowd was...pleased.

"Sexfight!" exclaimed Howard robustly over the raucous shouts. "I could kiss your ass right here and now!"

"That'll be for Tweedledum and Tweedledee over there Howard, sorry," responded Liz, pointing to Charlize and Christina. "Now let me enlighten you on the details. It's not a sexfight in the usual sense, but there WILL be cum spilled before it's over. First fall - loser is first to orgasm by manual stimulation!" The pleased crowd stepped it up a notch. "The second fall will..."

"I should be in the fucking ring!!! This fight's tailor-made for me, dammit!!!" screamed a furious Sunny as her porn posse handlers restrained her.

Liz glared icily at the squirming Aussie sex kitten, miffed by the interruption. "Shut yer filthy hole you little bitch!" she growled. "And I'm talking 'bout your mouth - there's no shutting that slimy cavern 'tween your legs!"

"AAARRGHHHHHH!" snarled Sunny while Leanna and Kendra struggled to keep her in her seat.

"Like I was saying," continued Liz. "The second fall loser is decided by oral stimulation to orgasm." Howard was visibly quivering at this juncture. "Third fall," said Liz. "A four woman battle royale...everyone in the ring at once. Losers decided by dildo fucking to climax."

Howard was grinning from ear to ear when Liz smugly handed the microphone back to him. He waited for the electrified crowd noise to lessen before he spoke. "That's only three falls, Liz. What about the last two? How'll they be decided?"

"It won't go more'n three, Howard," Liz answered cockily. "Those bitches are gonna drip cum all over the mat before we knock their asses out...in three straight falls."

Charlize and Christina were beyond pissed off byr Liz's last statement. Lightning bolts of utter contempt shot from their eyes across the ring at their rivals.

"Whoa!" blurted Howard as he made his way out of the ring to his ringside seat with Serena Williams. "I guess if we go past three falls you girls can improvise. I've got a treasure chest of toys here at ringside so don't worry, it's covered. You kitty cats may begin once I give the signal...and may the best bangers win!"

"I can’t tell who looks more pissed," said Serena. "Charlize or Sunny!"

"I don't think Sunny's too keen on seeing other babes banging her sweeties sweet pie," Howard snickered. "First Nikki and Jenna plowed her Hershey Highway like a coupla well drillers on crystal meth; now Liz and Gina want free reign to dip in the sauce!”

“What a selfish bitch!” Serena giggled. “A fine piece o' tail like Charlize should be shared by all! Plus, I don't think Sunny likes the way Christina’s been pawing Charlize lately either!" she added with a snicker. “Did I read that line OK Mr. Stern?” Serena whispered. “I can do another take if you like!”

"Damn right!" answered Howard, pushing Serena away from the microphone. "This’s gonna be HOT! I'm so evil I can't stand myself!" he laughed as he watched Christina and Gina step out inder the ropes onto the aprons at their corners.

"I'd think you'd have screened the challengers a little more thoroughly," said Serena, covering the microphone with her hand. "Liz and Gina could even up the tournament. I read you wanted Charlize to defend the title and claim her 'prize’?"

"Oh I do, Serena," whispered Howard. "But she’s gotta earn it. She'll fight like a demon to get that prize. And she may well lose this match, but I betcha she'll stop at nothing to win the rest. Hell, even if she loses the tournament. I'll still give her the prize. I can't wait to see the look on her face when she finds out her directorial debut is a Vivid Video fuckfest...starring either her or Sunny - and she has to choose! If she only knew..."

Serena burst into a giggle-fit, "I feel so dirty being part of your devious scheme!"

"Of course you do! That’s what makes me the King of All Media, silly girl," said Howard facetiously as they shared a spirited laugh.

"Where's the ref, Stern?" yelled Charlize. "Those bitches can't be trusted!"

"There's no ref, baby," replied Howard. "But don't worry, I'll make sure things are on the up and up...and I hope before this is over your ass will be face up! You girls ready?" he asked Liz and Gina.

They all waved their hands in response, Charlize with her middle finger extended for Howard's benefit.

"Sunny, you ready?!" he laughed as he gazed back to Charlize's red-faced lover and got a double middle finger salute, much to his liking.

"Oh, she's ready, alright," Serena chuckled.

"Fall one...manual stimulation to orgasm...you may begin!" Howard intoned.
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FIRST FALL
Charlize and Liz slowly converged on one another with the deafening crowd roaring in their ears. Charlize was first to taunt as she inserted an index finger in her mouth and slowly withdrew it, wiggling it at Liz to signify what was coming. Liz scoffed, then they locked up in a test of strength mid-ring. A labored struggle ensued as they grunted and gasped, each trying to force the other down. Finally, Charlize asserted her superiority as she bent Liz's wrists back painfully forcing the 5'10" brunette to her knees. The match had started in a sportsmanlike fashion...but that was enough of that shit!

"OOOFFFF!" Liz gasped when Charlize's bare foot buried itself in her abdomen. She folded forward like a lawn chair, her forehead on the mat and her hands clutching her gut as she wheezed and struggled for breath. Charlize wasted no time as she jerked the kneeling Liz erect with a fistful of hair and kneed her in the face!. Liz squawked as she went sailing over on her back in a daze as Gina leaned over the top rope, screaming encouragement to her partner. The crowd's groans outdid the one that escaped Liz's lips when Charlize launched herself into the air and came crashing down with a wicked leg drop that flattened the brunette's breasts.

Charlize swiveled her hips and hopped back to her feet while the battered Liz rolled over on her belly and made a feeble attempt at crawling toward her partner for a tag. Charlize zeroed in on her fleeing rival, grasping her by the ankles, lifting her legs to drop Liz face down as she dragged her across the mat. Liz fought fiercely, getting her hands underneath her for leverage and kicking her legs in an escape attempt. A smug grin appeared on Charlize's face as she spread Liz's struggling legs wide and plowed her foot into Liz's crotch.

"Bitchhhhhhh!" wailed Liz as she collapsed face down in anguish, her pussy traumatized and pulsing.

Charlize straddled her flattened foe as she dropped to her knees, grabbed a handful of Liz's long mane and yanked her head back. "Do you have a boo-boo on your hoo-hoo, honey? Want me to rub it; make it all better?" she taunted.

"Fuck you cunt!" roared Liz as she vainly tried to dislodge Charlize with a sudden lurch.

Charlize snickered as she cupped her hands under Liz's chin and leaned back, administering a painful camel clutch. Liz's feet beat on the mat as she groaned in pain from the overwhelming pressure on her spine. Gina screamed encouragement to Liz in a tone that revealed her concern. When Charlize finally released the hold, Liz's head plopped face down onto the mat where she lay moaning.

Satisfied that Liz had been suitably softened up for little Christina, Charlize hauled Liz to her feet and whipped her into the corner where Christina was waiting. Liz approached in a headlong stumbling gait, only to be abruptly stopped as she slammed into the padded turnbuckle with a loud yelp facing Christina. As Liz began to slowly sink to her knees, the petite brunette expedited her descent with a brutal elbow smash to the temple that dropped the big woman on her butt like a stone.

"I'd say Theron and Ricci have it under control," Serena observed to Howard.

"Ordinarily I'd agree with you," he granted. "But the night’s still young!"

Charlize tagged Christina and the small, busty brunette stepped through the ropes looking like a kitten next to a lioness with a good 9" height disadvantage vs. Liz. But Charlize had definitely taken the wind out of Berkley's sails and while Christina may have been just a whisker over 5' tall, she was all hellcat! Liz was slumped in the corner on her knees, still reeling from her collision with the turnbuckle and Christina's welcoming elbow smash when Christina hauled her up by her hair. The tall woman fumbling for the ropes, instinctively straightening her body to a standing posture. Christina grasped her wrist, placed her other hand in the small of Liz's back and pulled her out of the corner, steering her as she whipped her across the ring with all her might.

Liz turned as she approached the far ropes and then rebounded off, hurtling back toward Christina who launched her petite body in the air and nailed Liz's chest with a standing drop kick. The crowd cheered wildly as both women hit the mat; Christina safely on her back while Liz crashed down with a heavy THUD to lay spread-eagled flat on her back in a daze. Christina hopped to her feet and went to Liz's head where she leaned over and took a two-fisted hair-hold that she used to pull the stunned Liz up in a seated position.

"You show me yours and I'll show you mine, bitch," snarled Christina as she unsnapped Liz's bra.

The crowd began an eager chant, thrilled to see Liz's tits in all their glory, but also wanting to see Christina bare her own bodacious hooters. Catcalls rang out as Liz's bra was removed and flung over the ropes behind Christina where a cuffle broke out among salivating fans as they dove for the souvenir. Christina gave Liz's hair a sharp tug, then deftly released her own bra; grinning as she exposed her ample breasts, relishing in the lewd response they generated from the lusty spectators.

Charlize wasn't as supportive of her antics however, "Christina, stop fucking around! .Beat the hell out of that bitch and then get to work on her pussy!" yelled Charlize, slamming her clenched fists on the top rope in frustration at Christina's dulsatory tactics.

Christina drove Liz's head backward onto the mat, eliciting a groan from the dazed brunette; then she took a position standing beside her and looked back over her shoulder at Charlize, telling her, "I'm gonna snuff this piece of shit out with my tits and then I'll tickle her cooch."

Gina was screaming at Liz as Christina stepped over Liz's legs with breast smothering on her agenda. Liz waited until Christina's knees hit the mat on either side of her just at the same instant Charlize shouted a frantic warning when she saw Liz's right hand clench in a fist. Christina was already on her way down, her swaying melons zeroing in on their target when Liz's fist shot up and crashed into her jaw. The tiny brunette chirped as her head violently snapped, then her body toppled back onto the mat. The crowd rumbled with excitement as Liz struggled to her feet and staggered toward her corner to tag in Gina. But the determined Christina somehow made it to her feet and crawled frantically after Liz like a pissed off gnat.

"Yeeeoooowww!" shrieked Liz as Christina caught her from behind by her hair.

The little dark-haired girl tugged with all her might as her feet dug into the mat on her way toward her corner. A powerful hair whip sent Liz stumbling away from Gina back toward the corner where Charlize stood waiting. Liz finally tripped and went sprawling face first to the mat but she collected herself swiftly and had struggled back to her feet by the time Christina scampered past her to tag Charlize in. Liz need a breather in a bad way, but she wasn't about to try to make it clear across the ring to her corner with Charlize on her heels. Instead, Liz ran after Christina and just as Charlize ducked under the ropes to enter the ring; while she was still bent at the waist, Liz's foot crashed into her temple with a resounding THUD!

The big blonde cried out as she crumpled to her hands and knees, her head spinning. Liz fiercely thrust her hands in Charlize's mane and yanked the stunned blonde to her feet, then Irish Whipped her across the ring. Charlize slammed into the turnbuckle in the neutral corner with a heavy groan and was still leaning on the padding when the tough brunette came in with her foot high, drilling Charlize between the bra cups to wring an anguished gasp from her trembling lips.

Bending at the waist with her hands clutching the corner ropes, Liz drove her shoulder into Charlize's belly. The South African wheezed as her diaphragm was emptied as she folded forward over Liz. But Charlize gamely managed to smash one elbow down onto Liz's back and the surprised Liz dropped to her knees with a yelp. But as Charlize tried to catch her breath, Lizt swiftly got back to her feet and the crowd screamed when Charlize wrapped her arms around Liz in a bearhug. She powered out of the corner, carrying Liz in her grasp, and abruptly launched herself forward, hitting a wicked belly to belly suplex that left Liz wheezing for air as a hurting Charlize rolled off her to the side. As the big South African Golden Goddess staggered to her feet, she turned toward Gina's corner, then seeing her mistake, she did an about face and headed to her own corner.

Sunny bolted from her seat, making a beeline for the same corner where Christina held out a hand for a tag as Charlize approached.

But the blonde rejected it as Christina screamed, "Tag me, Char! Tag dammit!"

"No. I want that bitch all to myself," gasped Charlize.

Sunny hopped up onto the ring apron beside Christina and Charlize looked up in surprise as her blonde porn babe girlfriend grabbed her wrist and turned her palm up.

"What are you doing, Sunny?" asked Charlize as Sunny poured the contents of several salt packets into her palm.

"What the hell is Sunny up to, Serena? Whatever it is, go put a stop to it! And see she doesn't interfere," griped Howard as he watched the three women huddle in the corner.

Howard couldn't see what was transpiring but he knew something was amiss! Serena said nothing, just scooted her chair back, got up and strode with firm, business-like strides around the ring toward the trio.

"Fat ass Ron Jeremy's over there with three boxes of Freedom Fries," Sunny told Charlize. "I got these from him, use it!"

Just then Serena arrived and with a malicious growl grabbed Sunny by her long golden hair and rudely yanked her backward off the ring apron. Sunny landed on her ass on the arena floor, then Serena pulled her up and bum-rushed the squealing Sunny back to her seat where Leanna and Kendra awaited with sheepish expressions.

"Howard says DO NOT let that bitch out of her seat, UNDERSTAND!" Serena warned the impromptu security team.

Leanna and Kendra nodded vigorously and to save face, Kendra clocked Sunny across the jaw with her elbow. Sunny slumped over on Leanna, momentarily dazed. Serena stomped away, glaring back at them over her shoulder Back in the ring Liz used the break in the action time to crawl back to her corner and tag in Gina. She hustled through the ropes and sprinted across the mat with Charlize's butt in her crosshairs. Christina's eyes widened as she saw Gina barreling their way.

"LOOK OUT!"

Charlize quickly spun out to one side along the ropes, removing herself from Gina's path. At the last second, Christina turned away when Gina was nearly on top of her. The charging brunette slammed into the corner with her elbow high, missing her intended target Charlize, but hitting Christina in the back of the head and sending her flying off the ring apron, through the air until she ended up cradled in Colin Farrell's arms in the front row!.

Gina hit the turnbuckle hard but it didn't keep her from whirling around to go after Charlize! She stepped toward the blonde who feigned an ankle injury, limping along the ropes to the next corner. Charlize timed Gina's approach and when the dark-haired beauty came within range, she threw the salt crystals in Gina's face. She shrieked as she began to paw at her burning eyes, staggering backward in agony. Charlize took full advantage as she charged Gina and laid her out flat with a clothesline that drew gasps from the crowd.

"So that's what Sunny was doing!" chuckled Howard. "Ya know, I like that devious little twat a little more each time I see her!"

"I can't believe Charlize blatantly cheated right in front of your eyes!" huffed Serena.

"Yeah I know," responded Howard in bemusement. "That bitch has got brass balls."

"I don't think Charlize's equipped with balls!" huffed Serena.

"Maybe if I can ever get her on the show again she'll let Dr. Stern examine her!" exclaimed Howard.

"Oh I'm sure..," snickered Serena.

Christina was a ragdoll in Colin's lap, still groggy from the brutal blow she'd taken from Gina. The actor turned her around and settled her in his lap with the back of her head lolling back on his chest as he not to subtly began to dry hump the little brunette, swiveling his hips in a slow rhythm. As Christina gradually began to regain her senses, the sensation she felt as Colin rubbed his hard prick against her fanny struck a nerve.

"You wanna sample the rest a this a little later, Christina?" he growled in her ear.

She flushed red with embarrassment and jumped to her feet, turning to face him with a facetious, wanton look in her eyes. The she reached out, grabbed him by the shirt with both hands and coaxed him to his feet. Colin smirked as she pulled his face down to close to hers.

"I don't like baby food, asshole," she cooed cruelly, then Colin cried out and his body stiffened when Christina freed up one hand and plunged it between his legs and grasped his sack. "Touch me again and your balls are gonna be Gerber's new puree." Christina hissed as she crushed his nuts with a firm squeeze. Her hand pushed his crotch down as he collapsed back in his seat. "Comprendez, douchetard?!" she hissed.

"Yessss...yessss!" he whimpered, his voice an octave or two higher than usual.

Christina released her iron claw and made her way back to the ring apron to cheer on her partner who was preparing to have a field day with the half-blind Gina. Charlize jerked her to her feet and whipped her toward the ropes, following to deliver a flying elbow. But the wily Gina messed up the blondes plans when she dove headfirst under the bottom rope and slid out of the ring. Charlize hit the side ropes moving full speed! They bowed out and then shot her back into the ring, depositing her on her butt with a grunt. Gina scrambled back in under the ropes, reaching her feet just a beat before Charlize. She desperately wanted to tag in Liz and hopefully get her eyes flushed out, but the big intimidating blonde was between Gina and her partner!

Charlize put up her dukes and beckoned her blinking rival in, purring, "I can't wait to tickle your treasure tunnel." Then added with a leering grin, "With my pussy parked right on those succulent lips!"

But while Charlize was busy taunting Gina, Liz was busy climbing up on the top rope. She nodded at Gina who didn't hesitate! A shrill warning from Christina reached Charlize's ears a split second too late, as Gina feinted a punch and then dove between Charlize's legs. Scrambling on hands and knees, she covered the five feet to Liz before Charlize realized what had happened and turned around. Gina sprang up and tagged Liz's extended hand just as the startled Charlize spun around to chase her.

"Char!!!" screeched Sunny as Liz launched herself off the top rope seemingly in slow motion. Her body gradually reached full extension parallel to the mat and then… KAAWHAMMMM! Fans sprang from their seats shouting with excitement as Charlize's shrieking body got buried under Liz's monumental aerial splash. Liz hit Charlize so hard, she bounced off her three feet in the air as her momentum carried her clear over Charlize's head and sent her rolling on the mat beyond.

"Ouch!" winced Howard as his eyes squeezed shut briefly. "Who's handling our insurance for this, our friend Crackhead Bob...or was it Beetlejuice?"

Liz crawled over to her spread-eagled and devastated blonde and straddled Charlize on her knees as she wrapped her fingers underneath the material between Charlize's small bra cups. With a sharp tug, Liz unveiled Charlize's modest but perfectly shaped mounds of firm titflesh as she pulled the bra up over them. Charlize moaned as her eyes stared blankly up at Liz until a quick, hard punch to the jaw rocked her head to the side and left her on the edge of consciousness...and ripe for the plucking!

"Damn!" tittered Howard as his eyes locked onto Charlize's naked breasts. "Usually I have to give chicks jewels, money and free boob jobs from Doctor Sal to see their breasts. Maybe we just oughtta have a wrestling tournament in the studio every week!"

Liz slid off the limp blonde and lay down beside Charlize with her back to Christina. Liz carefully drapedher left arm over Charlize's chest and snaked it under the blonde's left arm. Rotating her shoulder. Liz took a handful of Charlize's hair in her fingers and rolled forward, pinning Charlize's right arm with her body. The beautiful, dazed, blonde was now immobilized from the waist up!

"This is where the 'cum dribbling' begins, honey pot," teased Liz as she reached down with her right hand and pulled asided the crotch of Charlize's sweaty thong to expose two swollen and dewy labia.

"That's the money shot, Serena!" blurted Howard as he leapt out of his seat. "That's why I'm here!"

Liz purred like a cat toying with a defensive mouse as her second and fourth fingers pushed down, combing Charlize's lush bush, then slowly spread the folds of her pussy, showing the pink! Her middle finger curled down and then began its slow journey upward through the glistening slit. Bruised and battered, drifting in and out of consciousness, Charlize still couldn't help letting out a soft, low moan as Liz's magic manipulation brushed over her hard clit and delved into her love tunnel. As Liz's talented fingers flicked, dipped and dove, she soon had the squirming blondes gash slick and swollen from arousal. Charlize's groggy, yet pleasurable, moans reached a transition point once full consciousness returned....her body stiffened and she groaned out loud.

"Watch my back, Gina!" yelled Liz as she tightened her grasp on the bucking and cursing blonde.

"I've got your back, baby," assured Gina, leaning through the ropes to glare across the ring at an increasingly agitated Christina.

Charlize whimpered and squirmed, squeezing her thighs together in an attempt to forestall Liz's arousing clit massage. Liz flexed her left wrist, pulling Charlize's hair taut and drawing a sharp whimper from the incapacitated blonde.

"I'm going to fingerfuck you 'til you scream, blondie. Fight and I'll bite your nipple off," warned Liz, who dipped her head down on Charlize's sweaty bosom and took the erect left nipple in her teeth. Securing the painful bite on the overly sensitive fleshy ornament, Liz grinned as a frightened moan escaped Charlize's lips and her squirming instantly ceased. Reluctantly, she spread her legs and let them drop flat on the mat, giving Liz all the room she needed to work her digital dexterity. Sunny looked like a caged tigress as she helplessly watched her lover submitting to her long-time rival and she screamed at her to resist.

"She's got my fuckin' tittin her mouth!" whined Charlize over the din of the crowd. "What'em I supposed to do?"

Liz went back to work on her submissive rival's clitty, alternately slipping first one, then two fingers into Charlize's sweltering love hole. It wasn't too long before Charlize couldn't resist grinding her hips in tempo with Liz's finger thrusting. Once Liz wiggled a third finger in her velvety smooth cunny, both Charlize's legs and her white flag of surrender began to wave.

Humbled moans of submission gradually escalated until they became tumultuous cries of arousal as Liz triple finger fucked her victim while diddling her stiff clit with the knuckle of her thrusting thumb. Charlize's hips jerked and humped wantonly as sheh lifted and then slapped her butt back down on the mat, her toes curling as her climax prepared to make its unwelcome appearance!

Frustrated by her lustful partner's "easy surrender" Christina slipped through the ropes with treachery on her mind. Unfortunately, Gina had been watching her like a hawk and the larger brunette sprang into the ring and stepped up beside Liz before Christina had both feet in the ring. She stood there cock sure of herself, hands on hips, her flashing dark eyes daring Christina to test her. The petite brunette stared at her briefly, scowled, swallowed hard and meekly retreating back through the ropes.

"Some fucking help YOU are, you little cunt!" screeched Sunny at the crestfallen Christina. "Don't tuck your tail between your stubby little good-for-nothing legs, dammit…do SOMETHING!!"

"Fuck you, you cheap crack whore!" snarled Christina. "Isn't there a dick out there needs sucking…or sumpthin'?"

Numerous volunteer's hands in the crowd shot up, including Colin Farrell's. Christina made eye contact with his, she gave a malevolent glare, curling her fingers in a frightening claw and he gulped as he quickly crossed his legs and pull his hand back down into his lap. Howard, like most others, was on his feet cheering wildly as Liz continued to finger Charlize's cooze like a pro. She could tell Charlize was getting close by her quivering thighs, the rapid rise and fall of her bosom and the high pitched little chirps that tousled Liz's mane each time she expelled a lungful of air. Grinning, Liz slowed her fingering slightly and curled her inthrust fingers upward until they met that rough patch of nerves on the roof of Charlize's pleasure cavern. As soon as she began to stroke, Charlize arched her back, closed her eyes and screamed as she launched.

"Yeah baby! WHO'S da bitch NOW?!" screamed Howard as he jumped up and down excitedly while Charlize climaxed with a spurting torrent of fluid that spewed from her spasming womanhood and quickly formed a spreading puddle on the mat between her legs.

Liz couldn't stop grinning as she unwound her arm from around Charlize and got to her knees, seductively sucking her dripping fingers. As the throng of excited fans gave her a rousing standing ovation, Liz's spent rival lay spread on the mat, not moving save for her heaving chest and an occassional twitch of her thighs as she gulped air into her sweat-glistening body. The small puddle of girl-goo pooled on the mat beneath Charlize's still dripping pussy, dimpling each time a new drop of her sweet nectar dropped from her swollen labia to join their sisters on the dirty canvas. The distinct circle of indentations on Charlize's dark areola bore witness to the pressure from Liz's teeth as Liz gathered the fleshy orb in her hand and gave it a squeeze, bringing a furrowed brow to the face of the 'stirred and shaken' blonde. The reality of her defeat dawned on the proud South African as the climactic contractions of her forced orgasm slowly faded and she scowled and pushed herself up on her elbows trying to her feet so she could return to her corner with at least a little pride, albeit with her beaten tail tucked between her throughly sticky thighs.

At ringside, Porn Star Club Queen Danni Ashe was sitting between Barocca and Charmaine Sinclair, barely able to contain her excitement as her nemesis Sunny McKay’s girlfriend writhed and squirmed on the mat, squirting like a geyser as she climaxed in front of God and a national PPV TV audience.

“I can’t wait to rub this in McKay’s face,” Danni sighed as Barocca reached across Danni’s bouncing breasts, grabbed Charmaine by the front of her dress and pulled her into a hot, steaming kiss. “You two seem to be enjoying the show! Did you know I bought us the tape rights? We can run this on PSFC-TV every night we don’t have a live show of our own. McKay will be so sick of seeing her girlfriend’s cunt squirting ‘on demand’ she might just dump her ass. Wouldn’t THAT be just too, too delicious?”

“Ummmm, speaking of delicious…” Barocca sighed as she slipped her hand up under Charmaine’s dress.

In the ring, Charlize had forgotten about the "knock their asses out...in 3 straight falls" boast Liz made before the match, but sadly for her, Liz hadn't forgotten! CRACCKKKKK! The crowd groaned half-sympathetically as Liz unloaded a looping roundhouse punch to the side of Charlize's jutting jaw. She made a little chirp as she slammed down flat on her back with her head twisted to the side...out cold!

"What's this shit?!" screamed Christina, protesting to Howard. "They already won that fall!"

"I didn't make the rules, sugar!" he replied with a devilish grin.

Liz blew the petite brunette a kiss, then proceeded to relieve Charlize of her disheveled bra, waving it in the air and receiving a lewd barrage of catcalls from the crowd. Poor Sunny...she should've just stayed home.

"Bitch!!! I swear I will hunt you down and...Hey, you fuckin' bit...MMMFFFFFF!" Her blonde tirade was stifled by Leanna who stood up as Kendra shoved Sunny roughly down over Leanna's chair, face up. Leanna promptly dropped her world-class tush on Sunny's mug, wiggling until she found a comfortable perch. Kendra sat on Sunny's flailing legs, making sure Charlize's biggest fan - and loudest supporter - was completely immobilized.

"It's about time!" huffed Howard. "The little bitch was startin' to get on my nerves!"

Gina joined her partner in the ring, dropping to her hands and knees between Charlize's spread legs where she planted a sexy little smooch at the top of the blonde's still-drooling gash. The crowd responded with bellows of approval while little Christina's ashen face turned bright red with ire.

"Nice touch, Gina!" applauded Howard. "Why don't you girls drag that pretty carcass over to her corner so we can get on with the second fall."

Serena turned to him in surprise, "Don't you think Charlize should get a breather between sets….er, falls? Or whatever?"

"She's still breathin'," snickered Howard. "Besides, I don't wanna lose my hard-on!"

Liz and Gina each took a wrist and dragged Charlize's limp body across the mat to Christina.

"Whoops, wait a sec, Gina," said Liz as she gazed past Charlize's bare feet at the wet spot on the mat. They reversed direction and dragged the blonde back to where they started, then dropped her head in the puddle. Liz knelt by Charlize, grabbed her ears and swabbed the mat with her hair. "Leaving that on the mat's dangerous," joked Liz. "Somebody could slip and get hurt!"

With the wet spot mopped up, they hauled Charlize with her newly moussed hair, back to Christina and dropped her to the mat next to the turnbuckles, leaving her long frame stretched out into the ring as Christina cursed at them.

"Aw for Christ's sake..," moaned Gina as she looked back at the thin 'snail trail' Charlize's sopping pussy had left on the mat during her journey. "We oughta call her 'Boston Creme' the way she oozes!"

Liz kept a close watch on the infuriated Christina while Gina peeled Charlize's moist thong down her long, limp legs, unfurled it shook it, looking for a dry patch. She found one and dropped in a three point stance as she used to mop up the cum trail back to its origin. The crowd went wild except for Sunny who was still pinned by her two cohorts. But when she heard the sudden commotion from the crowd she knew it meant something bad and she squirmed frantically, spewing a garbled outcry.

"Shut up and sit still, Sunshine," ordered Kendra, giving Sunny a sharp punch to the belly. "Trust me...you don't want to see."

Gina completed her task and stood up with the thong held out at arms length in her thumb and forefinger, nearly inciting a riot among the fans begging for the prize. They stood with their hands in the air, pleading for it. But only one daring man had the guts and initiative to walk right up to the ring apron and stand below Gina, impatiently wiggling his fingers in a 'give it to me' gesture. She smiled as she dangled the saturated thong over the ropes and let him reach up, take it from her grasp and then affectionately examine it before he slipped it in his jacket pocket.

"Thanks doll," Jack Nicholson said before he swaggered back towards his seat. "I won't forget this. We'll find something for you at the club!"

"Damn! Nicholson gets ALL the panties!" whined Howard. "I want panties!"

"I thought you were wearing mine," teased Serena.

"Shhhhhhhhh!" shushed Howard as his face flushed crimson. "OK girls, let's get back to the physical stuff!" he yelled. "Second fall...and since Charlize is snoozin', it looks like Christina's first up against the challengers."
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SECOND FALL
Christina scowled as she rolling her flaccid partner out under the bottom rope, leaving Charlize on her back at the edge of the ring apron with one arm and her lower leg dangling. "Char, hon? Wake up!" she urged for a third time, then a hard slap finally roused the groggy, naked blonde who gazed blankly up at the ceiling. "OK, you rest a while, babe," soothed the little brunette. "I'll deal with those fuckin' cunts myself!"

"Get those twin torpedoes over here, loudmouth," jeered Gina from mid-ring. "My mouth has a date with your pussy and these lips don't like to be kept waiting."

Christina had fire in her eyes as she strode out to meed Gina, hell-bent on getting retribution. They began a circular, testing dance with many lunges and feints as each carefully waited for an opening. Gina thrilled the crowd with her technical know-how when she suddenly surged forward and grabbed Christina's wrist, tucked her shoulder and pulled the squealing and kicking little brunette over her shoulder in a fireman's carry before slamming the tiny brunette to the mat. Christina's limbs flailed wildly as she was crushed on her back with Gina landing with her full weight on her chest. Christina quickly snaked her hands between their torsos and managed to get a grip on Gina's bra, gave a firm tug that stretched the garment upward until, suddenly, Gina's perfect melons were bared and vulnerable! Gina felt Christina's fingers on her tender breasts and abruptly slapped Christina as she quickly pulled away from the brunette's dangerous talons. Gina kicked out, pushing a leg under Christina's body, then swung the other leg up and over, slamming it down on Christina's soft belly.

"UNNNNH!" Christina grunted as Gina locked her ankles, wrapping the little spitfire in a crushing scissors. Christina grimaced and her feet thumped on the mat while Gina grunted and started to squeeze as hard as she could. An agitated moan from Christina's lips testified to the crushing power of Gina's incredibly strong thighs - her biggest asset and one wisely employed at the first opportunity! Gina wanted to squeeze this little bitch until her bug eyes popped clear out of their sockets.

Howard snickered in a display of obvious amusement, "Look at that sneaky little bitch!"

"What are you talking about?" asked Serena, furrowing her brow. "Christina's not doing anything sneaky at the moment."

"Not her...Sunny!" chortled Stern. "Look!"

Serena followed Howard's gaze to Leanna and Kendra who were seated on the blonde. Based on their body language and expressions, it looked like Sunny was definitely up to something! Leanna, her ass plunked directly on Sunny's face, was visibly trembling and had what appeared to be a substantially aroused expression. Kendra, straddling Sunny's thighs, had her head back and was licking her full lips as she tugged on her firm nipples through her blouse. Serena looked down and saw Kendra's miniskirt had been pushed up to her waist and Sunny's hand was working between the brunette's thighs. Doubtlessly, Sunny was misbehaving - again!

"She's nibblin' and diddlin' her way to freedom!" snickered Howard.

"Dammit, I told those two you wanted her kept under control!" snapped Serena.

"Looks like the clarity of your command is diminishing by the second!" countered Howard. "I gotta give the bitch credit, that Sunny McKay is one determined little wench!"

Back in the squared circle, Christina was beginning to show the debilitating effects of Gina's potent body scissors. Her brow was furrowed in agony and as she gasped, her claws dug into Gina's thighs. Visually exciting, but buying her no relief at all.

"Take her out while Theron's in La-La Land!" Liz screamed at her partner.

While the Theron/Ricci fans prayed for a miracle, Gina and Liz's backers cheered on the determined brunette as Gina lifted up onto one elbow to give her more leverage, then flexed her quads, crushing Christina's midsection and eliciting a shrill cry as the suffering young woman was pushed near her limit of ability to take punishment. Christina's squirming limbs mirrored her desperation as she stretched out one arm as far as she could toward Gina. Suddenly, Christina saw light at the end of the tunnel as her pawing fingers jostled the erect nipple of Gina's left breast. Before Gina could turn away, Christina's crusading claws latched onto it!

"AAAARGH! You little bitch!" screeched the distressed Gina. "Leggo dammit!"

Despite Gina's attempt at breaking her excruciating grasp, Christina kept her nipple pinched like a vise. With no other option, Gina was forced to release her scissors screaming in agony. Unfortunately, Christina refused to be as generous and the petite brunette continued to torment Gina's nipple as she pushed Gina's leg off her stomach with her free hand and slowly rose to her knees, then her feet as her traumatizing fingers maintained the death grip on Gina's jiggling breast.

The spectators whooped it up at the sight of the smaller woman gamely fighting back, but Gina silenced her critics and gained release when she gave Christina a well-placed snap kick that ended with her foot deep in Christina's belly. With a strangled groan, Christina flew backward and landed in a heap clutching her reddening belly in obvious pain. But it didn't keep her from struggling to get back to her feet nearly as fast as Gina who stood massaging the sore, discolored nipple. The resolute Christina came after Gina again and the taller brunette backpedaled as she hurriedly pulled her bra back into place, covering her tits with some minimal protection despite the crowd's booing as they demanded even more nudity and brutality.

"C'mon baby," taunted Christina as she cupped her hefty, naked tits. "Let those hooters breathe. Don't cover 'em up like a sissy!"

"You're the one using up all the oxygen, you little heifer," snarled Gina as she stepped forward and they locked up in the center of the ring. The taller, more muscular Gina went on offense immediately, outmusclingher feisty little foe, then whipped her into the ropes. Christina rebounded off stumbling as she careened back to Gina who set her feet and whipped her arm around. THWAP! The sound echoed in the arena as she gave her petite rival's prize tits a nasty, open-handed chop that set the massive mountains of mammary flesh all aquiver!

But showing a ring savvy beyond her young years, Christina stepped back and relaunched herself like a missile, racing at Gina with her fists clasped and her arms extended in front of her. Her doubled fists plowed into Gina's unprepared belly with tremendous force that jackknived Gina's body and drew a crazed cheer from Christina's fans. Both women crashed to the mat in a jumble of writhing tangle of squirming arms and flailing legs.

"Gina damn you!" squealed Liz nervously. "Get over here and tag me, you nitwit!"

Christina cackled at Liz's plea as she got to her knees between the gasping Gina's spread legs, looked down at the anguished brunette and then pressed her boobs together in both hands with a sinister laugh, "Here come the twins, bitch! Take your last breath!"

Across the ring, Charlize had made it back to her feet and more or less fully revived after her humiliating defeat. She leaned on the corner post, her face still flushed a pretty pink hue as she applauded her petite partner's game effort and egged her on. Grinning smugly, Christina arched forward, positioning her chest for her favorite finisher, the breast smother. But Christina found herself temporarily frustrated from glory as Gina lifted her legs around Christina's waist, locked her ankles just above her butt and straightened her legs, holding Christina's smothering breasts at bay - at least for the moment!

The petite brunette gasped in surprise, realizing she wasn't the only resolute fighter in the ring. Then Christina grited her teeth, planted her her feet on the mat and began to push forward, bound and determined to tit smother Gina into oblivion. With their fingers clasped and locked, Christina was pushing down while Gina scissored her waist pushing up. Both women stared coldly into the others eyes as, slowly but surely, Christina's superior leverage began to win the battle as her toes dug into the canvas mat, forcing Gina's legs back, rolling her hips and ass up as Christina pushed her knees back toward her chest.

Gina watched as Christina's two dangling tits inched closer and closer to her face; her arms shaking with fatigue. Then all of a sudden, Gina smirked and her resistance abruptly ended! Now, instead of fighting against Christina, Gina began to pull her down, her hands holding Christina's dragging her breasts toward her face as her scissoring legs guided the little brunette forward. It wasn't until Gina bared her teeth and loudly chomped them together in a foreboding bite that Christina realized her peril and hit the panic button!

With a frightened squeak, Christina arched her back as she desperately tried to pull out of her dive. Her body trembled as she struggled against the power of Gina's hands tightly clasping hers and the legs holding her waist trapped in their scissors. With their objectives now reversed, Christina's top position and gravity began to work against her as Gina started to win their struggle, slowly drawing Christina's free-swaying breasts closer to her waiting, open mouth.

"You wanted ta put your melons in my face, Christina?" chuckled Gina with an evil glint in her eyes. "Well, bring 'em on sweetie; they look scrumptious!"

Another loud clack of her teeth added a disheartening exclamation and Christina whined as she continued to struggle futilely against the breath-taking crushing power of Gina's legs and the inexorable pull of her arms. Then, suddenly, Gina released her grip on Christina's fingers. Christina quickly planted her hands on the floor on eihter side of Christina's head, her elbows locked. She heaved a little relieved sigh as her downward journey came to a stop, but then Gina used her now-free hands to grab two handfuls of hair which brought an immeditate and plaintive yelp from the tiny woman. Gina began to pull her down again Christina realized that with her shorter arms, and her hands on the mat, her swaying tits were very exposed as they swung to and fro just inches from Gina's noisily clashing teeth.

"Lemme have just a little nibble," coaxed Gina devilishly just as a loud commotion broke out in the audience that diverted everyone's attention to a new drama unfolding.

"OOOOOOHHH...AAAAANNNGHHHH...FFUUCCKKKKKKK!!!"

Like nearly everyone else, Howard's attention had been riveted on the battle in the ring but when Leanna and Kendra screamed out in their mutual climaxes, everyone turned their gaze in that direction. The crowd in the seats nearby had been lewdly watchnig Sunny McKay's attempt to lap and finger-fuck her way to freedeom and they cheered as her captors collapsed in orgasmic swoons allowing her to wriggle and squirm out from under the two spent bodyguards.

"RON!" screamed Howard angrily. "GRAB THAT FUCKING TRAMP BEFORE SHE GETS AWAY!"

Ron Jeremy reacted pretty quick for a fella his size, grabbing Sunny from behind before she could flee to Charlize's side. He corralled the screeching blonde and held her in a bearhug from behind, his greedy hands clapped over her perky little boobs as he plopped his ass back in his seat. The brief commotion in the crowd caught Charlize's attention as well, and she glanced over to see her wildly squirming lover's predicament, then with a sigh returned her focus to the alarming proceedings taking place in the ring.

"C'mon Christina, get loose and get your ass over here!" Charlize growled, slapping the top rope in frustration at her inability to help her partner.

Gina grunted as she tugged Christina's mane again, drawing her a little bit closer, "Your big blonde bitch finish her nap, eh?" Gina turned to look at Charlize as she sniffed the air. "I can still smell her pussy prints on the mat Chrissie. Put your face down here and take a whiff; don't be such an old prude, hon!"

Gina was having fun showboating, and she had every intention of gnawing Christina's prized headlamps as soon as she could sink her teeth into them, but she forgot that Christina's hands were now free and, finally, Christina remembered too! Supporting herself on her left arm, the petite tigress balled her right hand in a fist and looped a right hook to Gina's jaw. Gina cried out as her head violently jerked to the side, but she was smart enough to roll with the blow, using her hold on Christina's hair and her srong legs to send Christina flying off her. She landed on the mat several feet away and rolled over while Gina groggily scrambled away on her hands and knees, hoping to buy recovery time before Christina resumed her attack. But Charlize's little partner knew she had to press her advantage and she scrambled to her feet swiftly and chased the retreating Gina. Christina leaped in the air, sailing feet first with her elbow raised, dropping from the sky next to Gina as her elbow drop slammed Gina's face into the mat!

"Christina, TAG!" yelled Charlize, leaning over the top rope with her arm stretched out into the ring.

But instead of tagging, Christina jumped to her feet beside her groaning opponent, her face the picture of a woman possessed, "I can handle her! I WANT to handle her!"

"Hey Liz!" yelled Howard to Liz, Gina's concerned partner who was tearing her hair in the far corner. "I'll give you a free cheap shot for that little episode with Sunny." Liz nodded and started to climb into the ring to cash in his marker. "Use it wisely!" he suggested with a wink. Liz paused to consider his advice, then decided to stay put for a while and see how events unfolded.

Gina was desperately crawling on hands and knees toward Liz when Christina's elbow drop interrupted her journey and she went down with a heavy grunt. Now the feisty little brunette hurriedly yanked Gina back up on her hands and knees and glued herself to Gina's back with her legs clamped around her waist and both arms wrapped around her neck in a choke hold. The crowd was uproarious, cheering the pair on and thoroughly enjoying the hard-fought battle. Gina gagged as Christina's arms squeezed tight against her windpipe. She was in deep trouble!

Mustering her remaining strength, Gina struggled to her knees with Christina hanging on her back. Then she slowly worked one leg out from under and planted her foot on the mat. She leaned forward and used both hands on her extended knee to push herself upright, grunting from the exertion of lifting the added 100 lbs of Christina's weight. The crowd had just began to applaud the taller brunette's impressive feat of strength when Gina suddenly toppled over backward to the mat. Little Christina, her arms and legs wrapped around Gina, had now way to cushion the impact and she was smashed beneath Gina as they both slammed down onto the mat! Christina's anguished cry rattled in Gina's ear as she hit with her back wedged in her flattened opponent's crotch.

Patrick Swayze had been watching developments in the ring from his seat two rows behind Ron Jeremy who was still struggling to control the uncooperative Sunny in his lap. As a friend of Charlize's, Patrick felt the need to lend a hand, it was the least he could do! "Who wants some onion rings?" he shouted. Ron immediately let go of Sunny as he turned his head around, his hand already reaching for the offered onion treats. Just like that, Sunny was gone, beatin' feet toward the ring to help her lover Charlize.

"Ooops!" peeped a crestfallen Jeremy softly when he realized he'd been duped. "Now can I have those onion rings?" he bleated.

Gina had dragged her tired, aching body to her feet and staggered to the corner where Liz was waiting while Charlize pleaded with her pulverized partner to get over and tag her. Gina made her tag and a fresh Liz sprang through the ropes. But just as she was heading for Christina, Liz noticed Sunny's long blonde hair flying behind the running porn babe as she tore around the far side of the ring toward Charlize. Liz sprinted across the ring, right past the groaning Christina, toward Charlize who'd turned around before Gina made the tag because she heard Sunny calling her name. Liz arrived unseen and eager to dish out a little revenge!

Liz grabbed the tall blonde South African by the back of her long hair, jerked her around right into a vicious uppercut to the point of her chin! Charlize went limp as she flew back off the ring apron, crashing down right on top of Sunny whohad just arrived. By the time they both hit the floor in a heap, both blondes were out cold!

"Well...that's two birds with one stone!" quipped Howard. "One cheap shot cashed in!"

Crazed cheers rang out as Liz turned to the still helpless Christina, bent over the quivering-with-fear little brunette and plunged her claws into Christina's spectacular globes. Her closing fingers drew a long, loud howl from the gasping brunette as Liz jabbed her carefully manicured down to points fingernails into her squawling opponent's tits and slowly pulled Christina to her feet as her frantically scrabbling feet willingly aiding Liz in the hope of avoiding even more damage to her traumatized tits.

Liz then began a brutal session of horrific breast-bashing abuse as she held the dancing Christina in place by one ravaged tit while she used her other hand to attack her other mammary. Christina screamed like a banshee, hopping mindlessly from one foot to the other as she pulled and pried futilely at Liz's clutching claw. But nothing was going to break Liz's grip. Overwhelmed by the pain, Christina's legs finally buckled and she dropped to her knees - only to be hauled back up by her mangled melons.

"How are the twins now, cupcake?" hissed Liz, her eyes wild and her face wearing a crazed look that frightened many in the crowd almost as much as it did the trembling Christina..

Tears poured down Christina's ruddy cheeks, her mouth stayed frozen in a grotesque grimace and her only attempt to defend herself was a few weak and pathetic kicks to Liz's shin which the big brunette disdainfully ignored. Indeed, all Christina got for her efforts was more excruciating, crushing, tit squeezing. Whenever one of Liz's hands got tired, she'd free up the hand momentarily, flex her fingers, draw her arm back and make a fist, then twist her hips around and bury the fist wrist deep in Christina's soft belly. As her punch landed, Liz cleverly released her tit just enough so Christina would fold at the waist; then Liz would resume a tight grip and straighten Christina up to begin another round of brutal abuse!

Finally, Liz couldn't hold Christina up any longer and the gasping, sniveling young woman collapsed in slow motion to her hands and knees. Liz stood over her with a derisive sneer as her and Gina's fans showered the tall brunette with adulation. Liz grabbed Christina's hair in both hands to lift her head up while she swung a leg over the suffering woman's back, then pulled her head into a reverse standing head scissors. Glancing over to Christina's corner, Liz saw that Charlize was still nowhere to be seen, apparently still sprawled on top of Sunny down on the floor. Christina sniffled a pitiful whimper as Liz dropped to her knees and drove her tiny foe's face into the mat with an atomic drop.

"How come Berkley hasn't fought at the club yet?" Nicholson asked Bruce Willis.

"Dunno," replied Bruce wistfully. "But I hope we see her soon. And I really dig the attitude on that Sunny McKay. We're gonna have to rent her from the Porn Star Fight Club for a night or two!"

"Beatty and I have been contemplating holding a strap-on match," nodded Jack. "She'd be a natural for it!" Then when Jack wondered aloud "How'd you like to see her in against a rising young actress like, oh maybe Serena Williams?"

Bruce almost choked!

Poor Christina was barely semi-conscious, a shuddering pile of pulchritude sprawled face down with Liz standing over her, looking across to Gina. Liz asked, "You feel up to closing this one out, Gina m'love?"

Gina was tired...but not THAT tired and she answered with a big grin, "Damn right!"

"C'mere, ya little bitch!" growled Liz as she hauled the limp Christina to her feet, dragged her over to the ropes and leaned her against them. Draping her arms over the top rope, Liz pulled the middle rope up and snapped it down on Christina's spead arms to effectively bind her spread-eagled and upright. Then she kicked the groggy girl's legs wide apart and snickered as she studied her. Christina's head tilted back over the top rope, her glazed eyes staring at the ceiling; a helpless little heifer, ready for a tongue slaughter. Unable to resist, Liz tweaked Christina's stiff nipples bringing a barely audible whimper from the trapped girl before she strutted across the mat to her fans wild cheers and made the tag with a long, downward sweep of her arm.

"Enjoy yourself," she told Gina, giving her a wink and a slap on the ass as she bent to step through the ropes.

"Thanks, hun. I definitely will," rasped Gina hungrily as she climbed between the ropes into the ring.

"I love you, baby! I LOVE YOU!!!" gushed Howard to Liz who smiled down at him and blew a kiss before she turned to watch Gina with Christina...and the pending fornication.

When Gina reached her defenseless opponent the first thing she did was push her legs back together, then hooked her thumbs in Christina's panties and leisurely peeled the moist garment over the tiny girl's hips and ass, then slipped it down her legs. The sodden wedged crotch stuck briefly in Christina's pussy, then it snapped down, reluctantly departing its warm, aromatic home. Gina knelt when the panties reached Christina's ankles, lifted one foot and removed it, but left her panties wrapped around the other ankle. A firm push on the insides of both knees spread Christina's legs wide apart once again.

"Those are mine, dammit Jack!" screamed Howard as he stood up and glared at the wily actor who had started to stand up. "I want those panties!"

Nicholson smiled at him and then waved his hand agreeably, leering as he took Charlize's sticky thong from his jacket pocket, sniffed it and waved it at Howard tauntingly.

"Hi twins!" smiled Gina as she stood and squeezed Christina's bulging breasts together. "Let's have some fun!"

Gina traced both index fingernails slowly around the circumference of Christina's aureole's, then slowly scratched them down the length of the brunette's plump and erect nipples, finishing up by flicking both which sent erotic ripples through the soft flesh. Christina was still nearly comatose and her only reaction was a soft moan. Gina brought her fingertips together and lightly dragged them down the deep valley between Christina's tits until they met at her breastbone. Further down they traveled, barely brushing Christina's glistening skin as they moved across the round swell of her soft, red, battered belly. Then they separated again to flow around her navel, rejoining as they approached the bare, milky white clean shaven area just above her swollen, fleshy pussy lips.

"Mmmmm...you waxed this morning, didn't you baby?" purred Gina as she sank to her knees between Christina's legs, pursed her beautifully full lips and pressed them to the smooth skin above the pink gash. Slowly, Gina moved lower, dragging her lips and protruding tongue across the smooth skin to the apex of Christina's labia, leaving a distinct trail of glistening saliva in her mouth's wake.

She sighed as she looked up at it and cooed, "Yum! Looks like my lips have to wait no longer."

The recognizable humming of hundreds of vibrators rose from the now silent crowd as Gina pulled her face back from Christina's crotch and lasciviously ran her tongue slowly around her lips, drawing audible gasps from the mesmerized crowd. She kept her tongue sticking out between her lips as she took a long, slobbering lick from the south end of Christina's gash all the way up to the north pole.

"How's the little troll taste, hon?" queried Liz, her voice trembling with eager anticipation.

"A little tangy...but you know I LIKE 'em tangy," laughed Gina with a loud smack of her wet lips.

Gina slid her hands around Christina's thighs to grab her under the ass cheeks, then she began to plant soft kisses on the bound girl's swollen labia. Christina's exhausted body shivered as she let out a long, low moan as the sensation she felt down below soothed her pain somewhat. Gina waggled her tongue as she pushed the tip deeper into Christina's honey hole, then began to gently tongue fuck her as her hands moved up and grabbed Christina's ass cheeks; kneading the generous mountains of fanny flesh as she shoved her tongue all the way in Christina whose moans became louder and more frequent.

By now, barely anyone noticed the two women stirring on the floor where Charlize and Sunny lay in a heap as the tall blonde on top began to revive. She rolled off of her squashed lover and whimpered as she sat next to Sunny, softly caressing her cheek as she muttered softly. "Sunny? Sunny? Oh, wake up baby. Are you alright?"

Serena was keeping a close eye on the two blondes and when she saw movement she nudged Howard and queried him with a raised eyebrow. He glanced over, nodded curtly and immediately turned back to watch Gina and Christina. Serena got out of her chair and strode quickly over to the two blondes; Charlize sitting with Sunny's head in her lap and Sunny, still dazed, sprawled on her back on the cold, hard cement. She pushed Charlize aside, grabbed Sunny under the arms, closed her fists on Sunny's tangerine-tits and easily pulled the limp, unconscious blonde upright.

"You're partner is today's lunch special," she told Charlize, giving her a kick in the ribs that sent her rolling toward the steps leading up to the ring. "And your opponents are getting ready to feed on your luscious little friend," she said. "I suggest you get your attention back where it belongs, on the match. Your little troublemaker's going with me. Guess if you want a job done right, you gotta do it yourself!"

Serena bent over and Sunny's limp body folded forward over her shoulder. She stood up, bounded Sunny a couple of times, reached up and grabbed her ass to steady her and then spun on her heel and walked calmly back to Howard with her flaccid freight, Sunny's arms and legs dangling limp and swinging from side to side as she bounced on Serena's shoulder. As Serena walked away carrying Sunny, Charlize stood up, swooning a bit, still woozy; then she stumbled up the stairs to the ring apron. When she looked cross the ring and saw Gina with Christina, her face went ashen and she whined, "Ohhhhhh, Christina!"

Liz looked up, grinned and waved a greeting to Charlize, then blew her a kiss and chided her, "The dildos get busted out next, sweet meat! Don't go away 'cause I've got your pussy in my sights!"

Gina's well-trained tongue quickly turning Christina into an electrified, jiggling mass of girl flesh. Hopelessly tangled in the ropes, truth be told, Christina no longer wanted to escape at this point, all she desperately needed was an orgasm! As Gina flicked her tongue softly on Christina's erect clit, she also dipped and delved a finger in the brunette's fanny pucker, teasing her surprisnigly responsive poop chute. Christina was being pushed and pulled by conflicting sensations, for when her hips bucked back trying to avoid Gina's talented tongue-lashing, she impaled herself on Gina's diddling digit which pushed her just as insistently toward the release that would cost her and Charlize the second fall. As her body grew more and more aroused, her muscles tensed and she cried out with a lascivious moan as she felt her building orgasm knocking at both the front and back doors!!!

"Christina!!!" wailed Charlize, her knuckles white as she clutched the top rope, watching broken-hearted. "Resist her!"

"I...c...c...can't!" Christina moaned. "It f...feels...so f...f...fucking...GOOD!" the tiny brunette sobbed, a bright blush rising on her pale cheeks as her body gave another spasm.

Gina giggled as her magic mouth made a dash for the finish line. Christina trembled, shook and moaned uncontrollably yet she bravely struggled to hold out, hoping for some kind of miricle. But once Gina suctioned her lips around Christina's clit and diddled it with the tip of her tongue, it was no contest and the race came to an explosive climax. Poor Christina looked like a death row inmate in the electric chair as her body shuddered, shook and bucked; screaming mindlessly as she soarted to an orgasm while Gina hungrily lapped her dripping cunt with her tongue.

Charlize's body slumped and her spirits sank as she saw her nubile little partner surrender to the throes of ecstasy...they were now just one defeat from a humiliating whitewash. Come hell or high water, Charlize vowed she was going to win Stern's fucking tournament and she planned to make that smug son of a bitch pay up and give her the directorial debut she'd been promised. Certainly it wasn't over yet by any means, but it looked daunting. She and Christina had to win the nest three falls, there was no margin for error now. She tried to remain optimistic but doubt was incessantly hammering at the door.

The audience members who weren't already busy with their "attendance gift" lavished praise on Gina in the form of lewd whistles and howls as she finally stood up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She acknowledged the ovation with a smile as she stepped back up to the spent Christina whose head lolled on her shoulders as she gulped in air, her limp body still all aquiver with the aftereffects of her post-orgasmic bliss.

"Well that was simply delish!" said Gina as she grabbed Christina's ears. "How embarrassing is it gonna be when you're done in by your favorite finisher?"

"OH FUCK!" muttered Charlize as she slumped down and sat in her corner as Gina pulled Christina's face to her chest and held her securely by the ears as she pulled her elbows in to mold her tits around Christina's face. The little brunette's muffled moans didn't have much spunk behind them though...she was still roiling in the undertow of her climax and the idea of taking a little nap didn't seem like a tragedy. Besides, her spirit was beyond broken...at this point it pretty mucn constituted the droplets she'd spilled over Gina's lips and chin and those still streaming down the insides of her shaking thighs.

While Gina maintained her smothering hold, Christina's feeble whimpers faded and her formerly resisting body relaxed. Gina shook her torso from side to side and received nary a response from the unconscious girl, so she released Christina's ears and stepped back, watching with a wry smile as Christina's head tipped forward, chin on chest. The once-determined wildcat had been tamed and now she was just another naked, spent little kitten...with big tits. Gina tilted Christina's head back with her finger under her chin as she leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips, making sure to slip her cum tainted tongue far into Christina's slack mouth for good measure.

"I know...it's an acquired taste...but I love it!" she teased.

Gina and Liz's supporters left their seats to cheer as the victorious brunette slinked back to her corner, looking back over her shoulder and flicking her tongue at one miserable Charlize Theron who heaved a resigned sigh as she stepped through the ropes to go untangle her partner.

Howard stood up to make the announcement official, "That makes it Berkley/Gershon two...Theron/Ricci zilch! You gotta win the last three falls Charlize."

The tall blonde answered him with a middle finger, then she freed Christina, picked her up in her arms like a small child and lugged her back to their corner where she gently laid the sobbing young woman on the ring apron. From her vantage point, Sunny McKay stared daggers at Ricci, Stern and Theron - in that order..

"OK Charlize, I'll give you five minutes to get Christina ready for the third fall. That'll give me time to put the toys on display."