Enter The Amateur, the not-so-proud owner of a small company specializing in fantasy female combat videos who had witnessed the scene at the club and had seen the opportunity to provide his struggling enterprise with the boost it so badly needed. After they agreed and he filmed their rousing battle, it had been only a matter of time before big business took notice. With audiences always eager for fresh entertainment, major TV and cable networks saw the potential and one, bolder than the rest and with “family viewing” not featuring too prominently on their programming anyway, signed a deal with Amateur Fight for a new show - “Fighting With The Stars” to air weekly as a pay-per-view in a late-night Saturday time slot.

Two women in an apartment style, no-holds-barred, fight. There had been some talk about a venue with a live audience, but that had been quickly scrapped for security reasons - as well as to avoid distracting the fighters and the original format of a closed room with cameras and microphones was cheaper to produce. The only change to Amateur Fight’s basic concept had been that in addition to being recorded, each fight was aired live as well. Given its know-how and experience in the field, Amateur Fight provided the technical set-up and handled the production and distribution of videos.

Predictably, the show was a roaring success from the start. Watching two sexy women fighting it out without rules of any kind is generally a spectacle guaranteed to get the majority of men (and a lot of women) over paying attention. Make the two fighters even moderately famous, and the rest of the women are certain to watch - along with everybody else – out of sheer curiosity. In short: EVERYONE wanted to see it and from the very first show, ratings shot through the roof - and kept rising!

There was never a shortage of “cast members” either. Everybody who was anybody wanted in; partly due to the financial side of things - the amount the network was willing to pay for participation often defied reason. And the bigger the celebrity, the fatter the check.

Plus there were fringe benefits! For some – less well-known figures lurking on the fringes of fame – it was the prospect of increasing their popularity along with their bank balance. For others it was often personal – a chance to deal a particularly hated rival a painful and humiliating beating, and most importantly, to get away with it since all participants signed waivers releasing the network, the producers and opponents from liability for any damages – physical, psychological, or emotional – suffered during the show!

Aging celebs - or those who for one reason or another had begun the slow, agonizing slide into obscurity - saw it as a chance to kick-start stalled careers. Then there were the true showbiz heavyweights; the ones to whom a few extra bucks in already massive bank accounts was of little consequence. They couldn’t become any more famous, but who simply couldn’t resist the urge to anyway.

Then there were those who did it to settle a score with an old rival, but often there was more to it than that and for some it was just about competition; the desire to reign supreme; satiate an over-size ego by proving their superiority over everybody else…or to put it simply, about being the best! In every way imaginable! Always!
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Theron in her prefight comments admitted, “There are these moments when you can't back down.”

Halle looked at her big, blonde opponent and smiled, “I'm always fighting to overcome a big obstacle.”

It was billed as “The pay-per-view event of the century” and even though it was unclear whether or not it was, pretty much everyone agreed it was relatively high on the “not-to-be-missed” list of anyone with a taste for the finer things in life. After all, it wasn’t every day one had the pleasure of seeing two Oscar-winning actresses who were also two of the sexiest women in Hollywood, fighting no-holds-barred to a decisive finish.

To Charlize and Halle it wasn’t about ‘viewing pleasure’ nor was it the handsome purse (a pay-per-view of the century invariably commands record-breaking ratings, and record breaking ratings command record-breaking profits for most of those involved). No, it was personal; it was all about pride… and a bit of prejudice. The two couldn’t stand the sight of each other was hardly a surprise to anyone. They were both women, they were both beautiful, and they were both in showbiz, which meant that, rivaling each other directly on so many levels, they wouldn’t share a lot of mutual love and respect – especially given their respective origins and backgrounds. And they weren’t too shy about speaking about their feelings. Just about everybody in Tinseltown had gotten to hear all about what each beauty thought of the other. Each spoke freely and at length about the other’s place of birth, personal appearance, intellectual qualities – or lack thereof – plus a whole myriad of other things.

And then of course there was the not-so-small matter of this little golden statuette by the name of Oscar. Each woman had one in her possession, given to her as an award for best female performance in a motion picture. Charlize had won hers in 2004 for ‘Monster’ while Halle had claimed hers two years earlier for ‘Monster’s Ball.’ Each felt the other had no right to own it. Charlize had been quoted in the tabloids saying, “The only reason Halle got the Oscar was because of ‘affirmative action’.” She noted that the male winner that same year had also been ‘black.’ And she couldn’t resist mentioning ‘Catwoman’ either, reminding everyone that, “The only thing in it worth watching was Sharon Stone” (a close, ‘personal friend’ of Theron’s). She alson recited the list of post-2002 Berry movies (all flops compared to ‘Monster’s Ball’) to buttress her claim of Berry’s ‘ordinaryness’ as an actress.

Halle fired back and let it be known that at least She’d an Oscar for whatever reason. According to Halle, “Theron’s Oscar for ‘Monster’ should have gone to Aileen Wuornos and her make-up artists. However,” she added with a dismissive sneer, “…since Wuornos is dead - not that she could’ve still have performed the same sexual favors Charlize did; and probably would’ve done a BETTER job. So what if that South African whore ended up with an Oscar. If Theron had an ounce of honor and dignity in that under-developed body…” (which Halle confirmed she was sure Theron did NOT have, “…she’d return the award and fast - which I’m sure the bitch will NOT do!”

And so on, barbs fired by both women; all spiced with choice words and phrases a lady should never use. All in all, none of what either of them said was any flattering. Truth be told, all of it was extremely offensive. And offense was duly taken on both sides. Being proud and somewhat hot-tempered women, Charlize and Halle each showed more willingness to dish out the verbal assault than to take it. On several occasions the two had nearly come to blows at various Hollywood events and parties, each time only the prompt interference of onlookers preventing things from getting completely out of control. Something which neither Charlize nor Halle appreciated too greatly. They wanted things “out of control” - both of them; and the farther out of control the better!

There were few things in the universe either beauty wanted more than to get her hands on the other - and keep them there long enough for the bitch to find out just what it meant to mess with a truly superior woman and actress…which both were certain wouldn’t take long at all!

And with the WCWN (Who Cares Which Network)/Amateur Fight pay-per-views and DVD’s being at the crest of the wave at the moment, it wasn’t long before the each of them figured out exactly how she could achieve this – and some more. With the challenge laid down and accepted, each actress had her people take care of the details, and within days, a date and time were already a fact – neither the Amateur, COB, SOB, NAGPA, HAND, etc., nor the network willing to waste any time and risk missing out on what could easily become the highest grossing product of all time… until a higher grossing one came along.
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Come Saturday night everything was good to go. The set up was the usual: an empty room some 20x20 feet square, wired for sound, with remotely operated cameras mounted on swivels on the walls, covering every possible angle of the floor, ready to take every second of the proceedings live to just about every TV set in the world, while being well out of the way of the action.

The build up started at 10:30PM, with an half-hour program from “our studio” led by the standard moron-plus-guest combo nobody gave a fuck about, both yakking about the fight, explaining the rules, providing backgrounds, stats as well as video footage of the two opponents - pretty much failing to conceal their impatience. During the half-hour, the viewers got to hear that they were about to see, a no-holds-barred fight to the finish between two of Hollywood’s hottest A-list women, Oscar winners Charlize Theron and Halle Berry (which everybody already knew).

But they also got to hear that two fighters had each signed a waiver, releasing Amateur Fights, HBO, and each other, from any and all liability for any potential physical/psychological damage they might suffer as a result of the fight. There are highly trained and skilled paramedics on hand just in case (again something everybody already knew – standard for these events).

Also, it was brought to everyone’s attention that Ms. Theron and Ms. Berry had both insisted on a clause in the contract they had signed with Amateur Fights which made the fight “winner takes all.” Literally! Not only would the loser get none of the profits from the live broadcast and subsequent DVD sales, but she’d the right to claim the very thing that had proved to be the main “apple of discord” between them. To put it simply, the winner would take home the loser’s Oscar (THAT was something nobody knew until it was revealed on the show!)

Some more rambling followed, officially making the two hosts the most passionately disliked people on earth, despite one of them being an attractive young lady by the name of Stacy Keibler - the winner of the previous week’s fight in which she’d thoroughly thrashed a cocky and overconfident Trish Stratus; an outcome most had perceived as the ‘Mother of all Upsets.’ Finally, after one last agonizingly long commercial break, countless TV screens around the world were showing an overhead view of a brightly lit, empty room, just as two sexy women wearing very little by way of clothing were entering it from doors on two opposite walls.
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The doors closed behind them. Now there was no turning back. Those doors wouldn’t open again until one woman was defeated, and the other was fully satisfied on the matter. They both knew this and they both kept swallowing nervously, their hearts hammering in their chests which rose and fell with a breathing that was at least twice quicker than normal, which was perfectly understandable. Each woman stood to lose a lot. The thoughts going through both minds were absolutely identical. Here each of them was, one of the world’s beautiful and famous women, standing almost nude for the world to see, about to fight another woman to what could very well be the most humiliating defeat of her life (also for the world to see), with her dignity, reputation, health, AND her precious Oscar on the line. And that was exactly the way both women wanted it. Each felt supremely confident in her own strength, toughness and fighting abilities and instincts, and had no doubt that she would win. That was what made the situation so desirable. Finally, she’d the chance to beat and humiliate her rival and prove once and for all that she is the better woman, and what’s more to do it in front of a world-wide audience, thus increasing her popularity (not to mention her bank balance) immeasurably.

Watching each other tensely, the two now drew closer together, each scanning her opposition from head to toe and further convincing herself that she would emerge victorious from this battle. Each one of them had her reasons to think so, being in superb shape as a result of regular workout routines and a number of other physical activities. Plus each one had had her share of fights before and had won a lot more than she’d lost. All of this taken into account made each one firmly believe she would end up on top.

They were undressed similarly, each having thought her opponent was too prudish to show anything that mattered. At the urging of girlfriend, Sunny McKay, Charlize (reluctantly) agreed to fight topless wearing only the bottom of her “lucky” cream bikini (figuring she may as well earn extra recognition points by treating everyone to the spectacle of her superbly shaped, lithe, feminine body barely covered by anything!) Her flawless flesh glowed under the bright light as her lean, long, frame moved gracefully and purposefully; her hips swinging in a slow, provocative ‘sashay’ as her long, silky-soft, golden blonde hair cascaded to her square shoulders.

Halle proved Charlize wrong about one thing. When she saw Theron topless just before the introductions, Halle cast off her own top and entered also clad in only a white thong; white in color, a stark contrast with her smooth, mocha skin but still accentuating her soft, sensual curves. ‘If you got – flaunt it’ was Halle’s motto for tonight. Her magnificent, luscious, breasts rode high and proud on her chest, slightly soft, but still firm and full as ever and as they two women faced each other waiting for the start, Halle’s rock-hard, chocolate-brown, nipples pointed upward straight at her taller opponent’s lovely face.

Like Charlize, Halle too had thought that her ‘Q’ rating wouldn’t be hurt by her letting people know that while she’dn’t done anything of note on screen recently, her body was every bit as shapely and taut as in the days her popularity had been at its peak. Halle was sporting the short, spiky, hairstyle from ‘Swordfish’, figuring the shorter, more difficult to get grip on ‘do’ would give her an edge.

The two slowly drew closer until they were only inches apart, looking into each other’s eyes, each searching for a weakness or hesitation - yet finding only strength, will, menace, and purpose! Their hearts racing, their breathing quick and shallow, the two drew closer until their rapidly heaving breasts were touching; Halle’s ‘en pointe’ nipples grazing the bottom of Charlize’s equally aroused breasts. The physical dissimilarities between the two was never more apparent! Charlize’s body was smooth, with gentle curves while Halle’s was more angular, “cut” with six-pack abs. Charlize’s upper chest was broad and her shoulders wide. Halle’s torso was more slender, but her muscles stood out with better definition. And, of course, Theron’s lightly tanned skin contrasted with Halle’s sepia-hued body. Although the air-conditioning was working, very little work was actually being done in that department: the nervous tension of the moment was causing a fine sheen of sweat to glisten on each woman’s upper lip and between her heaving breasts.

The atmosphere in the room laden with electricity, the younger, taller South African looked down scornfully at her American opponent, and a little smile of contempt curled her lips. “Ready to get your old black ass kicked, bitch?” Charlize asked gazing steadily into the other woman’s eyes.

“No, I’m ready to have my old black ass kissed, slut!” Halle answered evenly, staring right back at her foe. “And it looks like I just found myself a volunteer!” she added with a rather wolfish grin as she reached up and ran her index finger slowly over Charlize’s lips.

“Clever girl, huh? You know, where I’m from we have ways of dealin’ with smart-mouth bitches!” Charlize let out a low growl as she moved forward, bumping her chest into Halle and forcing the dark-skinned beauty to step back.

“Really?” Halle asked, quickly closing the distance between the two again and giving Charlize a retaliatory shove, causing the blonde to stagger. “What a coincidence! Where I’m from, we have ways of dealing with smart-mouth bitches. And since we ARE where I’m from…”

The sentence remained unfinished, but the threat in the voice was unmistakable.

“What?” Charlize asked, appearing very much undaunted as she began moving slowly to her right – a move mirrored by Halle. “What are you plannin’ on doin’? Stand there and flap your lips? Talk me unconscious?”

“No.” Halle flashed her predatory grin again as they slowly circled; both unwilling to make the first move; each preferring to wait and let her opponent make a mistake, knowing fully well how high the stakes were. “Actually, I plan to beat you unconscious. And I will – no matter how much you cry and beg me for mercy!”

“Oh yeah? Well why don’t you try to do it, thUNNNGH…” Charlize gasped as Halle Snap Kicked her low in the belly.

As the blonde doubled over forward, Halle snatched a handful of the Golden Goddesses golden locks with one hand and punched her in the side of the head…POW…POP…WHACK!

Screaming, Charlize tried to back off, but BAM Halle hit her again, buckling her knees, then grabbed her hair in both hands and started shaking her with angry snarls while at the same time kicking her thighs and calves. The blonde squealed as she tried to go for some hair pulling of her own, but Halle had gotten it right with her short hairstyle and Charlize couldn’t get a good enough grip. And Halle kept shaking her head, making Charlize’s task more difficult. Halle drove two quick, hard SLAP-SLAPs to Charlize’s face with her right hand while continuing to pull the blonde’s hair with her left. She then again buried both hands in Theron’s golden tresses and dragged her around in a full circle before letting go and sending a screeching blonde crashing head-first into the wall.

“BITCH!” Halle growled and went after her foe, arms windmilling as Charlize got to one knee, then launched herself off the wall and locked up with Halle in a Test of Strength. As they rocked back and forth, Halle drove her right knee up into Theron’s groin but Charlize twisted her hips just in time for her thigh to absorb most of the power of Halle’s knee.

Then Charlize brought her knee up and her longer limb easily found the Black Beauty’s belly!. Halle grunted as she doubled over - just as Charlize’s other knee came sweeping up into her face! Charlize threw a punch at her staggering foe, missed and took Halle’s retaliatory Left Hook square in the face. Her legs shimmied as she staggered, giving Halle time to reset her feet and spring forward! Halle tackled the taller blonde around the waist, her shoulder slamming into Theron’s belly as she drove the blonde to the floor where Halle straddled her; swinging away with both hands!

Groaning, Charlize kicked and bucked wildly and, finally, she managed to throw Halle off! But Halle was up in a flash and pounced on Charlize again. Before she could pin her, the Golden Goddess was able to raise her legs and lock a Body Scissors around Halle’s waist. Still on her back, Charlize clamped down on Halle’s slim waist, not really looking to hurt her as much as trying to buy time to regroup after the American Black Beauty’s furious onslaught. Trapped between Theron’s long, strong, legs, Halle squirmed back and forth, cursing as she drove punches to Charlize’s head and ribs – an action rendered largely ineffectual due to the proximity of the women’s bodies.

Suddenly, with a mighty heave, Charlize flipped Halle over, slamming her to the floor and getting on top of her; straddling the dark-skinned woman with her legs still clamped tight around Halle’s mid-section. Grunting and snarling, Halle bucked her ass and squirmed frantically to unseat her rival, but she couldn’t do it fast enough to avoid eating several hard shots to her cherubic face.

“You like that? Huh, bitch?” Charlize yelled, cuffing Halle with both hands.

Halle’s answer was to suddenly reach up with her right hand and Face Rake her rival with her claws. Charlize screamed and flinched, nearly losing her balance as she reared back; having to put her hands behind her to support herself. Reaching up with both hands, Halle grabbed Charlize’s hair in her right fist and used her left thumb and forefinger to clamp down HARD on the blonde’s left nipple…well aware of the notorious sensitivity of Theron’s ‘perky’ breasts!

“Get offa me, you cunt!” Halle snarled, yanking on Charlize’s hair sideways while pinching and twisting her erect nipple as hard as she could. Unable to deal with the two-pronged attack, a loudly screeching Charlize toppled to her left and rolled over on the floor, allowing Halle to rise to her knees. Keeping the double grip on the squirming, squealing blonde, the Black Beauty again tried to straddle the blonde, but Charlize kicked and twisted defiantly until she managed to unseat her attacker.

Both women quickly got to their feet and squared off, both breathing heavily and sweating profusely - yet both seemed much calmer then in the moments right before the action as they circled each other slowly. It was obvious their pre-fight nerves had settled after the initial clash, and now that they’d each gotten a “feel” of the other both seemed at ease, almost as if they relished the prospect of tangling again!

After a quick exchange of insults and taunts, it was Charlize who attacked first, lunging and reaching for Halle - only to be met by a kick to the belly that forced her to step gingerly backward with a soft groan. Undeterred, she rushed forward again - this time staggering backward from two swift punches in her face.

“S’matter bitch?” Halle asked smugly, smiling mockingly, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet, legs slightly apart, fists held up at the ready. “I thought you wanted to fight! C’mon!” She wiggled her fingers at the other woman, beckoning her.

Snarling, the blonde again tried to close in and get a grip on her rival - but this time she not only staggered backward, fell right on her ass after walking into a straight right cross of Halle’s that caught her flush on the chin. Her shapely backside hit the floor with a THUD and she let out a loud groan as she remained sitting with her legs spread as she stared hatefully up at the grinning, dusky beauty. Charlize was feeling both mortified and furious at the unexpected turn of events.

Halle, instead of going after her downed foe, held back; looking perfectly calm and extremely focused as she waited to let the blonde to get up. Charlize, her normally angelic face twisted with malice and flushed with embarrassment, got slowly to her feet - then charged again - her clawed hands reaching for Halle’s smug face.

Knocking Theron off stride with a Snap Kick that landed on her left thigh, Halle then rocked Charlize with two more hard punches to the head; a straight right, followed by another whistling left hook that sent the Golden Goddess reeling back in disarray!

Halle stepped behind Charlize, flashing a derisive, ‘give-it-up-bitch’ smile at the camera and SMACK, gave her a slap on the butt!! Whirled around, her eyes flashing angrily, her lips pouting as she stared in shock at the brazen black beauty.

Everyone watching the fight on TV was having a hard time trying to figure out why it was progressing in such an illogical fashion. Given their respective builds and experience, the taller Charlize should fight from distance using her longer arms and legs to dictate pace and terms while Halle should have to get in close and take it to the floor where the blonde’s height advantage would be negated.

Instead, Charlize had been rejected in her attempts at in-fighting while the shorter Halle was using long range attacks to keep Theron at bay! Halle had been so successful, in fact, she was in complete control of the fight! Still, that couldn’t go on forever - could it? Despite their accuracy, Halle’s punches and kicks lacked the power to knock Charlize out, and while they were proving a good deterrent, she couldn’t end the fight with them. Sooner or later, they assumed, Charlize would get past Halle’s defenses to grapple her way to victory.

Once more Charlize lowered her shoulder and, with a guttural growl, bolted across the space separating them. But again, Halle nimbly spun away, eluding the big blonde’s reckless charge and, WHUMP, brought her knee up into Charlize’s belly like a matador skewering a rampaging bull. Charlize folded forward and hit the floor on her face and knees, rolled and lay on her back with her knees at her chest; arms over her churning tummy gasping for air.

Halle circled, fingers curling and uncurling as she muttered, “C’mon Goldilocks. Get up and try again…like the dumb cunt you are!”

Charlize got to one knee, then after taking a couple of deep breaths, rose and - again charged wildly at Halle! And again Halle tried to spin out of the way…but this time Charlize anticipated the move and they crashed together with a sweaty SPLAT! Charlize wrapped her arms around Halle and locked her hands low on Halle’s back. As she tightened her Bearhug…

”UNGGGH!” Halle snapped her knee up into Charlize’s still tender groin. The blonde’s hands flew open, then slid down to Halle’s hips where Charlize held on as she leaned on Halle; her cheek on Halle’s breasts.

SMACK! WHAP! BLAM! Halle pistoned her clenched fists into Charlize’s belly, hunching the blonde over in breathless agony as Halle backed off. WHAP! WHACK! CRACK! Three more rapid-fire punches to the face buckled the big blonde’s knees; SMACK! THWAP! Knees bent, Halle drilled Charlize with two gut-wrenching uppercuts just below the belly button and Charlize gasped as her butt shot back. Only her fingers snagged in Halle’s thong at the black beauty’s hips prevented her from falling. Halle grabbed Charlize by the hair, lifted her head and, WHUMMMP, clubbed her across those perky bare breasts with a Forearm Smash that dropped Theron to her knees!

Still holding Charlize by the hair, Halle raised her arms overhead for a Double Ax-Handle, but that’s when Theron grabbed Halle around the thighs and slammed her to the floor! They began wrestling furiously; Charlize groaning and grunting, Halle screaming as they tumbled over and over on the floor, each gaining the upper position and trying to pin the other, then the one below reversing and rolling on top in her turn to punish her rival with clubbing fists!

“Fuckin’… bitch!” Charlize hissed as she succeeded in finally getting on top of Halle. She spread her knees to stabilize herself, then reared back and, SMACK! THWAP! Punched Halle in the face with both fists! Halle screamed as she squirmed and bucked violently, heaving Theron off of her!

Halle rolled over and dove on Charlize, straddling HER! “Now I’ll show you; you goddam slut!” Halle yelled, unleashing a flurry of heavy Slaps to Charlize’s rapidly reddening cheeks. SMACK! SPLAT! WACK!

“UNNGH!” Groaning, Charlize tried to shield her face with her hands, but with very little effect. The dark siren continued to Slap the living daylights out of the ‘Golden Girl,’ snarling and growling wildly as she cuffed Charlize’s head back and forth. Not satisfied with the prospect of breaking the molecule bonds of her rival’s gorgeous face, Halle snatched a handful of Charlize’s long locks, jerked her head up and then BONK, BONK, started slamming the back of the Golden Goddesses head on the floor. Hurt and frightened, Charlize struggled frantically beneath her foe, but she couldn’t throw Halle off, and the American beauty continued her assault with unrelenting fury.

“You like THAT, you bitch? HUH!? You like it? HUH? Want sommore? HUH!?” Halle screamed as she pounded the pinned woman’s head on the floor over and over. Then Charlize’s arms dropped to the floor! Halle seemed stunned as Charlize went limp between her thighs, then a big grin spread over her full, ruby lips. She rose slowly, standing with legs spread over Theron’s waist. Halle tugged her thong back into position, letting the waistband SNAP as she released it.

Bending over, she grabbed Charlize’s bikini at the hips and let out as soft grunt as she straightened her legs, lifting Theron’s hips into the air. Then Halle crab-walked back down the length of Charlize’s long legs, pulling the cream bikini over her wide hips, down her full, round ass and smooth thighs to her knees. There Halle paused to comb her fingers through the (surprisingly) full bush Theron had hidden under her bikini, then looked up into the camera and winked. She closed her fist in the ‘golden fleece’ and gave a sharp tug that brought a soft moan from the dazed blonde. Halle slapped Charlize’s pubic mound and muttered something, then finished removing her bikini bottom, tossing the sweaty garment in the corner with a soft PLOP!

Halle crawled back up Charlize’s legs and sat down straddling her meaty thighs, running both hands slowly over her pubic mound before she again grabbed a fistful of the golden pelt and gave it a yank that sent ripples through Theron’s softly pumping belly and bare breasts. Another soft groan was the only response, so Halle scooted up to straddle Charlize’s waist, then leaned over and CRACK, slapped her face trying to awaken her.

“I want you to be conscious so you can worship my breasts, you titless whore!” Halle chuckled as she SMACK, slapped Charlize again. “C’mon, open those baby blues and see what a treat I’ve got for you,” Halle hissed. As the dazed blonde’s eyes fluttered open, Halle grabbed her hair in both hands and forced her face up into her sweat-slick cleavage.

Just as it looked like Halle was going to Breast Smother Theron out, Charlize’s hands shot up and she grabbed Halle’s luscious, glistening, breasts! Halle screeched and released Charlize’s hair to grab her wrists trying to pry her hands away. But she couldn’t do it! Theron had a grip like steel and her slim, strong fingers continued to dig deeper and deeper into Halle’s vulnerable breasts; squeezing clawing and twisting the supple flesh. Screaming at the top of her lungs, Halle twisted and squirmed, bouncing up and down on Charlize’s belly to force her to let go. But Charlize didn’t let go!

Charlize switched her right hand on Halle’s left breast and began pinching the erect, chocolate-brown nipple between her thumb and the knuckle of her forefinger, clamping down as hard as she could and stretching the stiff nub. A cry burst from Halle’s mouth as she punched at Charlize’s head with both hands; her eyes wide and tear-filled with agony! Groaning under the barrage of punches, Charlize pulled and twisted Halle’s nipple, stretching one breast and at the same time clawing the other; both wringing howls of pain from the suffering Cleveland cutie. Then Charlize gave a sudden heave upward and a mighty yank sideways, sending Halle toppling over on her left side, finally giving the blonde the opportunity to get off her back.

As Halle was getting to her feet, Charlize, who had already made it to her knees, threw herself on the black warrior and wrestled Halle to the floor, trapping her in a Headlock and Body Scissors.

“YOU give, bitch? Huh? You wanna give?” the blonde growled, tightening her dual holds while the sexy dark-skinned woman squirmed and groaned in her clutches.

“F-FUCK…YOUAHH!” Halle moaned, finding it increasingly hard to breathe with the vice of Theron’s encircling legs crushing her diaphragm. Kicking and twisting, the American tugged and clawed at her captor’s wrists and forearms, then she pounded on the blonde’s thighs, but to no avail.

Charlize let out a triumphant growl as her butt lifted off the floor when she leaned back to put more pressure on her squirming, gasping victim. She was so focused on doing it that she barely reacted in time when Halle flashed her ‘cat’ claws toward her face. Charlize’s quick jerk of her head barely avoided Halle’s claws which just miss raking her eyes. Charlize let out an outraged scream as she flopped on her back, her hands slipping from Halle’s sweaty breasts. Seizing the opportunity, Halle writhed and thrashed wildly, managed to free herself from the scissors and rolled away while Charlize rose to her knees, then flung herself at Halle with an animal snarl!

With lightning quick reflexes, Halle twisted onto her back and flashed out both legs, clamping her thighs tight around the blonde’s head. A quick powerful twist of her hips flipped Charlize down on her side. Quickly, the dark-skinned beauty snatched two handfuls of honey-blond hair and jerked Charlize’s face tight into the junction of her thighs. Then Halle locked her ankles and began to squeeze! Charlize’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as Halle’s powerful, shapely, thighs clamped her head in a vise of steel. Groaning, her face turning crimson, her mouth gaping; the trapped blonde squirmed and twisted frantically, her arms thrashing as her fists beat against Halle’s ribs and her legs flailed wildly.

“AAARGH! Let GUH…go…you bitch!” the blonde croaked, her hands slapping Halle’s bulging thighs.

When slapping failed to gain her release, Charlize desperately tried some ‘girlie’ punches to Halle’s ribs. Ignoring the feeble blows, Halle continued pouring on the pressure. Panting audibly, she held Charlize by the hair with one hand and used the other to Slap the trapped blonde’s face. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP. The fusillade of cuffing blows drew loud, plaintive wails from the suffering blonde and that made Halle laugh.

“Howzit feel, skank? Ready to eat some pussy? Huh? Wanna beg for mercy, you little bitch? Or do you want me to squash your empty little head?” Halle snarled, grinning savagely at the realization she was in total control - and loving it! Determined to finish Theron once and for all, the sepia-skinned beauty slapped Charlize again and pulsed her powerful, muscular, thighs; sending shockwaves of agony through the blonde’s trapped head.

“…UCK YOU…BAAAAAAAAFFMPHHH!” Charlize mumbled into Halle’s moist crotch; her body struggling ineffectually against the incredible power of Halle’s mocha thighs.

Charlize couldn’t take much more and knew if she didn’t break loose soon she’d go down to a crushing - and embarrassingly public - defeat; not to mention any subsequent humiliation Halle had in mind! The proud Golden Goddess writhed and twisted with all her might, punching, slapping and clawing the toned, tawny thighs that held her captive. Halle just snarled and continued her assault, tightening her devastating Head Scissors and doubling her Slaps to Charlize’s crimson face; her small, slim hand a blur as it whiplashed the howling, squirming blonde’s face again and again and again.

Just when it seemed Charlize had no choice but submission to Halle’s vicious, determined, onslaught, desperation gave birth to inspiration! She reached up with her right hand and insinuated her fingers under the skimpy, flimsy, fabric of the crotch panel of Halle’s bikini where she latched onto a vulnerable target and…

“AAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!” As clear as Halle’s view on the matter was, she still found it necessary to reaffirm her position to avoid any potential misunderstandings. “AAAAAAIIIIIEEE! LEGGOOO, YOU FUCKIN’ BITCH! LEGGOO!” The Ebony Beauty bellowed, writhing in agony and her fists hammered on Charlize’s head. Her Head Scissors was forgotten!

Finally free of the yoke of muscle and flesh, Charlize tried to get on top of Halle, but - although hurt - Halle had the presence of mind and athleticism to draw up her knees and kick the blonde in the chest, sending her sprawling on her back.

“Bitch!!” Halle yelled as she rose and pounced on Charlize. But she came up a little short…just a little! Halle crashed heavily onto Charlize, her head at Theron’s chest. Charlize wrapped her long legs around Halle, trapping her in a Body Scissors! Groaning, Halle quickly got her knees under her and struggled, managing to get to her feet.

But Charlize kept her Scissors and with her legs still wrapped tightly around Halle’s midsection and her ankles locked, she grabbed the hair at the back of Halle’s head and as Halle stood up, Charlize was lifted off the floor until she hung draped from Halle’s upper body; her weight forcing Halle to bent forward almost double until she lowered Charlize to the floor as Halle propped herself on the floor with both hands; her legs spread wide and her feet planted.

Halle grunted and huffed as she strained to shake Charlize loose, but the blonde had other ideas! Theron heaved and twisted her hips, shaking Halle over and over until she succeeding in tipping her off balance and sending her crashing back to the floor. Screams and curses filled the air as a brief struggle ensued, one that concluded with Charlize pinning Halle face down with her torso still wedged tight between the blonde’s long legs.

“Like to squeeze, do you, bitch!” Charlize panted through clenched teeth as Halle squirmed and groaned in her Scissors, unable to extricate herself from the tight hold. “Fine with me! See now what it’s like to be squeezed by the Hollywood Scissor Queen, you cunt!”

Gasping, Halle struggled with everything she’d, writhing and heaving in repeated attempts to escape her rival as Charlize’s legs compressed her midsection with terrible force, threatening to crush her vitals. Placing her palms flat on the floor, Halle groaned and grunted from the strain as she tried to push up to break the blonde’s hold. Charlize growled as she hung on tenaciously, twisting and slamming Halle back down, again trapping the sepia beauty face down between her encircling legs.

“AAAAAHH! bitch!” Halle groaned at the pressure on her middle from Charlize’s long, powerful legs making it increasingly difficult for her to get a breath. Finding her predicament unbearable, Halle took a leaf from Theron’s book and grabbed Charlize’s crotch with her right hand. Instantly, both of Charlize’s hands flew out to grab Halle’s wrist and she twiste the black woman’s arm painfully. Halle screamed as she writhed madly, her feet pounding the floor in as she struggled to cope with Charlize’s dual assault on her fading body.

Sensing victory, Charlize clamped down on the Scissors and wrung her rival’s arm with renewed vigor, expecting to hear Halle’s scream of submission any second. But the screams she did indeed hear were her own! Not of submission, but of pain as Halle’s other hand pawing her locked ankles found a bare foot, then grabbed Charlize’s big toe and twisted - hard!

Screeching, the blonde snapped her leg out straight, freeing her foot from Halle’s grasp, but releasing her Scissors. With Halle now free, both women scrambled to their feet and faced each other, both breathing heavily; their bodies drenched with sweat; tired and more than a little discouraged. Each had discovered her opponent was stronger and tougher than she’d expected and deep down inside, each was secretly regretting having entered into this contest.

Still, each knew that didn’t matter for there was no turning back now - no way out. They were in this fight and had to go through with it - to the bitter end - win or lose! There simply was too much hatred between them, and with the entire world watching the stakes were too high for either actress to quit. It had to be settled tonight; one way or the other. And on some visceral level, Charlize and Halle wanted it like that. Oscar winners had enormous pride and confidence that had been reinforced by seemingly endless successes in their lives and these two were no different. Each needed to find out who the better woman was for they both knew there could be only one…

And it was obvious they wouldn’t have to wait long to find out for their fight was clearly entering the final phase. Both were tired and hurt, and everybody - Charlize and Halle most of all - knew that the next few minutes would be decisive for the outcome. For one, they would prove fatal and each was praying it wouldn’t be her!

They circled each other cautiously until Charlize made an attempt to close in and grapple, but she was repulsed by Halle’s adroit handwork and nimble footwork. As she bent in and reached for Halle’s hips, the big blondes knees were buckled by a hard, chopping right hand from the bobbing, weaving dark-skinned woman. Halle as proving surprisingly adept at fighting from a distance and this was a repeat from the action at the beginning of the fight. Only now, Halle was tiring and her punches lacked the power to successfully ward off Charlize’s persistant attacks. Within few seconds, Theron managed to burst through Halle’s defenses and she tackled the panting American to the floor.

“bitch!” Theron grunted as she struggled to establish her straddle and pin Halle. Grabbing a handful of the Charlize’s hair and clawing at her face, Halle slithered from under Charlize, reversed their positions and mounted her. They wrestled furiously for a while, both groaning and grunting as they rolled over and over. After a minute of vicious clawing and savage biting, they again separated and struggled to their knees with Halle behind Charlize.

Wrapping her glistening arms round the blonde’s neck, the dark-skinned woman fell backward, dragging the blonde back on top of her at the same time she wrapped her python legs around the Golden Goddesses waist, the same lethal Choke Hold/Body Scissors combo that had won many victories for her in the past. Before Halle could lock in the Choke, however, Charlize snapped her head back and BONK smashed Halle in the face; teaching her a painful lesson about the value of proper positioning of all body parts when executing a move!

As the back of Charlize’s head smacked Halle in the face, the black woman yelped in pain and her Choke Hold loosened just enough for Charlize to wrench herself free and rise onto her knees. With Halle flat on her back, Charlize spun and threw herself backward, her firm, shapely, ass landing on the sepia-toned beauty’s bosom with a loud SPLAT as Charlize’s well-rounded, golden glutes, crushed Halle’s soft brown breasts flat.

Halle’s loud “UNNGH!” was followed by “mmmmmpppfff” a second later as Charlize slid back and planted her full, supple ass on the pinned Black Beauty’s face in a classic Reverse Facesit!

“How do you like that, bitch?” Charlize panted out as Halle twisted and kicked beneath her, unable to breathe. There was an expression of malicious glee on the Golden Goddesses beautiful face as she held Halle’s wrists; trapping the squirming Ebony Empress more securely.

Desperate for air, Halle kicked and bucked wildly, emitting low, muffled grunts and groans - which were drowned by Charlize’s throaty, nasty, laugh as the blonde wriggled her hips; thoroughly enjoying the sensation caused by Halle’s hot face beneath her. Charlize laughed again, her eyes glittering excitedly…

THWAP! Halle’s right leg suddenly snapped up and even though she was facing Halle’s feet, Charlize was so into herself she never saw it coming! The foot hit her square in the center of her forehead! Yelping in surprise and pain, the blonde was knocked over backward, her head BONK, striking the floor as she lay with her butt on Halle’s head and her upper body stretched out on the floor.

With Charlize again stunned, Halle bridged up, shoved her off and rolled out from under her. Scrambling to her feet, Halle turned and paused to catch her breath with her hands on knees, giving Charlize time to get up, shake the cobwebs and square off. Determined to keep the momentum she’d established, Charlize attacked instantly with her fists, BAM, SMACK, rocking Halle with two hard punches to the head, followed by a Front Kick to the belly. Halle backed off with a groan and Charlize - having found her range - charged again and once more POW punched Halle in the face!

Staggered, Halle responded as Charlize closed in again, turning into a Backhand that WHAP stung the blonde and stopped her in her tracks. Halle’s respite was brief, though, as Charlize raised her hands and THUMP drove a Straight Right into Halle’s left breast! She squealed as her breast mushroomed around Theron’s fist as it drove through the soft flesh to the breastbone below. Looking down, she saw the quivering flesh finally settling back to its original teardrop shape.

Hurt and enraged, Halle snarled as she lunged forward, driving her shoulder into Theron’s belly, wrapping her arms around her thighs and taking her down hard! Halle grunted as she landed on Charlize and her lips curled in a grin at the sound of air rushing from the blonde’s gaping mouth. They rolled over and over in a tangle of arms and legs; screaming, cursing, slapping and clawing as each tried to maintain a dominant position. After several minutes of hard scrabbling, almost as if by unspoken mutual agreement, they broke apart and got back to their feet.

As they did, viewers saw real concern on one woman’s face…Halle looked seriously worried! The prolonged furious pace had taken a toll on her. She was tired and Theron’s Facesit hadn’t helped; she was really struggling to get her breath. Looking at Charlize, Halle could see she was in better shape, at least physically! Sure, Charlize was tired; panting heavily; sweating profusely; her stomach and breasts mottled from the impact of Halle’s fists - yet she seemed otherwise unaffected. She held her body erect and there was that cold, purposeful glint in her eyes as she slowly circled Halle with the same effortless dancer grace she’d shown before the fight had begun.

Tired as she was, Halle wasn’t thinking of quitting. She was a REAL fighter who had won many fights with the odds stacked against her. Theron was bigger and younger, but that didn’t scare her. It was something to be considered, but was no cause for panic. Halle had beaten women bigger - and younger - before and she was damned sure going to do it again! Her fierce pride flaring, the sexy Ebony Empress was grimly determined not to allow The Golden Goddess to defeat her - not on live TV with millions of her fans and supporters watching!

‘I’ll be goddamned if I’ll let this white slut get the best of me - not in front of the whole world!’ the dark-skinned beauty thought, ‘I’ll beat her lily-white ass til’ it’s red; the bitch!’ Halle glared at Charlize, her beautiful, sensuous, face a picture of concentration and determination.

Charlize attacked! Screaming furiously, the tall, golden-haired Amazon, charged with her long arms swinging; her long legs pumping. Eyes wide with surprise, Halle started to back up, then stopped and unleashed a punch that would have taken Theron’s head off…if it had landed! Instead, her fist whistled past less than an inch in front of Charlize’s jaw - and Halle got nailed in the face by Theron’s! Groaning, Halle staggered, nearly falling on her ass; followed by Charlize who pushed her against the wall and pounded Halle’s flat belly with both fists, THUD! THUMP! WHUMP! Each drew a groan from the Cleveland beauty as her butt was pinned to the wall as she folded forward with her face between Charlize’s breasts.

“Goddam bitch!” Charlize shouted, stepping back and straightening Halle up with a Knee to the Face that slammed her back into the wall again.

“AAAAIIIIIIIEE!!” the Black Beauty screeched, writhing and squirming as the blonde’s dug her talons into the soft flesh of her beautiful, bare, black breasts; mauling the full, firm orbs with cruel savagely. Halle screamed and grabbed Charlize by the wrists, trying to pry the clawing fingers from her breasts. Failing to do that, Halle desperate for release, drove a Knee up into the Golden Fleece of the Golden Goddesses pubic mound!!

THUD! Charlize grunted and doubled over, her hands slipping from Halle’s heaving ‘hooters.’ Halle quickly snatched two handfuls of golden locks and used the hair to shake Charlize’s head back and forth, snarling angrily as she swung her around in a full circle.

Groaning, Charlize threw another punch SPLAT that sank deep into Halle’s undulating belly. Another THWAP pancaked Halle’s left breast, making it bounce and jiggle on her heaving chest. Halle moaned and had to let go of Charlize’s hair.

Charlize grabbed Halle by the hair, spun her around and Leg Swept her off her feet; bouncing Halle’s butt on the floor! She pounced and groans, curses, and screams rent the air as two wildcats, tore into each other; rolling back and forth across the floor; the loud SMACK of fists and CRACK of open palms striking naked flesh reverberating around the world via Internet and live TV!

In their all-out war for supremacy, two beautiful, sexy, fit, female warriors wrestled, struck, clawed and even bit each other mercilessly - each doing whatever she must to overcome her rival and emerge victorious. But even amidst the mayhem, it didn’t take long for one thing to become increasingly clear - Halle was losing! Taxed beyond her limits, the sexy black woman was tiring, and weakening! The younger Theron was slowly taking control; snarling and growling fiercely as she rode her opponent hard, pounding the bucking, screaming American beauty’s body up and down.

Halle was desperate! On the receiving end of a real hiding, she was screeching like a banshee, panic evident in her eyes in the brief moments she wasn’t squeezing them shut or covering her face with her hands to protect it from the blonde’s furious assault! Halle was far from quitting, but she was beginning to realize her time was running out… if it hadn’t run out already! Unable to finish Theron off quickly as she’d planned when she eagerly accepted the challenge of going one-on-one with her South African rival, Halle now feared she’d pay the price of age beginning to catch up with her.

As much as she took care of herself - and as active a life she led - forty-one years old was still forty-one years old, there was no way around that! Halle always kept herself in great shape and she’d trained hard for this fight, doing everything she could to get and keep her body fighting fit. But so had Charlize - and she nine years younger - bigger and heavier!

Throughout her Showbiz career, from her beauty pageant days to the pinnacle of Hollywood stardom, Halle had encountered many tough opponents - and she’d triumphed more often than not - but the strong, determined, younger, she-cat she was facing tonight was one of the toughest she’d faced! For all her determination, all her skill, all her experience, and all her physical and mental strength, it was going to take a substantial bit of luck if Halle was going to conquer the tall blonde.

And that appeared to be a forlorn hope. As hard as the proud Black Beauty kept fighting; digging into her last reserves of physical and mental strength; straining her toned, sexy body to its limit; doing all she could to somehow throw Charlize off and get some breathing space, Halle seemed doomed! The younger, fitter, bigger, blonde kept coming, swarming all over the smaller black beauty; pounding, squeezing, choking the stuffing out of Halle - hurting her and overwhelming her!

Panting and cursing, Charlize got to her feet and began kicking and stomping Halle’s body, screaming angrily. Dazed by the heavy blows, Halle instinctively curled into a fetal ball to protect her most vulnerable core with her hands, not really thinking about what was going on except: the bitch is slaughtering me! With no coherent thoughts; driven by a desire to escape punishment; Halle pushed herself onto her hands and knees and began to crawl slowly across the floor toward the exit.

“Yeah, that’s right, CRAWL, bitch! On your hands and knees; that’s where you belong!!” Charlize yelled as she gave a hard Kick to Halle’s well-shaped butt. Then, adding more insult to her already substantial injury, the blonde bent down, grabbed Halle’s bikini bottom and ripped it down over ass around her knees, leaving her legs tangled, unable to crawl and almost totally naked. Before Halle realized what was going on, Charlize stepped up beside her, swung her right foot and SMACK punted a luscious, vulnerably dangling breast; smashing it flat against her ribs.

“ARRRGGGHHHHH…..” Halle let out a pathetic scream as she collapsed on the floor, rolled onto her back moaning as she cupped the aching breast with trembling hands.

Running her fingers through her sweat-soaked hair to smooth it back, Charlize stood towering over her downed foe, exuding all the arrogance and malice everyone expected to see from someone who called herself, ‘The Golden Goddess.’

“Get up, bitch! I’m not done with you yet!” Charlize growled. She stooped, grabbed Halle by the hair and under her jaw, then straightend and pulled the tearful beauty upright and sat her on her knees in front of her.

“UNNGH….” Halle’s Low Blow was as unexpected to Charlize as it had was logical to Halle whose knuckles dug into the slit right between Charlize’s parted legs. The Golden Goddesses eyes shot wide in shocked surprise as she grabbed her punished pussy in both hands, then staggered, bow-legged, backward. Not hesitating, Halle grabbed Charlize’s hands, pulled them aside and WHAPP, drove a second Uppercut to the very same moist target; sending a fresh jolt of agony radiating outward from the blonde’s most tender and delicate spot.

With a bellow of pain, Charlize’s trembling hands grabbed her womanhood as she stumbled in a half circle, then slowly dropped to her knees with her face contorted in pain from the aftershocks of pain that kept radiating outward from the epicenter of impact!

Halle instantly saw her opening and she took it! Kicking off her entangling bikini, the opportunity to finish the evil blond bitch flooded her with adrenaline and gave her extra strength. Like a sleek black panther, the sexy Ebony Empress dove on Charlize and wrestled the hurtin’ honey over onto her back. Not knowing if she’d the strength to keep her pinned - and not daring to risk finding out - Halle slammed her full, naked breasts down over Charlize’s face and wrapped her arms around the blonde’s head, grabbing two handfuls of hair in the back asa she pulled her face up into the dark cavern of her sweaty cleavage! Charlize was unable to breathe and in dire straits! She immediately tried to bridge up, thrashing her legs and rolling her hips as she twisted and writhed in her attempts to break the black, suffocating, embrace…to no avail!

Panting harshly, her sweat-drenched torso expanding and contracting rapidly with each breath she took, Halle tightened her arms around Charlize’s head, as if trying to crush it. Weathering the blonde’s violent struggles, the smaller woman picked her moment to perfection and suddenly heaved to one side, rolling over onto her back and pulling the blonde over on top of her - adding her powerful legs around Charlize’s waist to the Breast Smother -further ensnaring the wildly writhing blonde in her web.

Then Halle rolled again; getting back on top of Charlize, now her Breast Smother/Waist Scissors combination in place and her dominant position solidified! Charlize’s situation was really desperate! The blonde was absolutely shell-shocked by the unexpected turn of events. Less than twenty seconds before she’d been in complete control - perhaps only moments from victory. Now she was flat on her back, hurting, unable to breathe and in serious danger of being smothered into what could be the most humiliating defeat of her life - with maybe billions watching it worldwide!

That struck terror in the proud South African beauty’s heart! She fought like mad to escape Halle’s fleshy trap; bucking and thrashing; her long legs bicycling in the air; her fists beating against Halle’s naked torso. All in vain. No matter how much Charlize struggled, Halle clung like a boa constrictor; depriving the writhing, twisting blonde of air she desperately needed in the heat of the battle. Lying on top, Halle used her weight to keep Charlize pinned, letting her breasts do the work. The sexy Ebony Empress was back in full and total control and now, as she continued to smother the blonde, she could feel Theron’s body shutting down.

As it dawned on her, the exhilaration of her imminent victory caused Halle to suddenly begin to laugh breathlessly. She was winning! She was sure of it; she could feel Charlize’s struggles weakening as the younger woman faded from lack of air. It wouldn’t be long now; Charlize was as winded as she was and she knew it was only a matter of seconds...

“I gotcha, bitch… I gotcha!” the black beauty gasped between deep breaths, a look of wild triumph in her eyes.

Halle savored the trapped blonde’s ineffectual and ever-weakening struggles as she continued to dominate her with her body. Sinews straining, muscles rippling, Halle’s sepia-hued, tightly toned and glistening body was plastered on Charlize’s squirming, wriggling, writhing, lithe, golden-tanned frame as Halle’s steely, well-muscled, brown thighs scissored and crushed the blonde’s waist and her firm, luscious brown breasts, slick with sweat, rolled and undulated all over Charlize’s flushed face…obscuring…sealing off…smothering her once pale complexion into oblivion.

Physically overwhelmed and in a total panic, Charlize desperately sought a way out. She knew she only had moments to do something - already she could see the black clouds closing in from the corners of her vision as she was being smothered into defeat. She fought with what little remained of her might, which unfortunately for her, wasn’t all that much. Her hands furiously clawed up and down Halle’s tapering back, then attacking the dark-skinned woman’s raised, round, firm ass; her open palm spanking and then grabbing the two taut, glistening globes; squeezing and clawing the supple flesh…

Charlize fingers slipped between the cheeks of Halle’s clenched ass, her sharp, freshly-manicured fingernails finding the dark asterisk at her core…spreading the cheeks…slipping lower…feeling the moisture…digging in deep...Halle mewled in discomfort and reared her head up in a squeal of protest - but she wouldn’t relinquish her smother and continued to grind her breasts on Charlize’s face, tasting victory now.

“OHHHHHHSHHHHHIIIIIIITTTT!!” Halle screamed.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOO STOPPPP!” Again.

“GETTTOUTTT!!” And again.

Writhing on top of Charlize, Halle’s face contorted in agony as she began to bounce up her ass up and down screaming, her screams growing louder and longer. In a last ditch attempt at gaining her freedom, Charlize had used both hands to tear at her captor’s exposed and vulnerable sex from behind, ripping and tearing with desperation-enhanced strength and ferocity to match.

With victory so close, Halle tried to ride it out, fighting the pain, knowing that she’d only seconds to go before her victim/tormentor was rendered unconscious. In the end though, the agony of Theron’s sharp claws mangling one of the most sensitive and vulnerable parts of a woman’s body in such a brutal fashion was too much for the dark-skinned beauty. After one absolutely agonizing burst of searing pain, Halle thought (erroneously a later examination showed) that she’d been split in two clear up to her neck!

Halle let out a piercing shriek and her body arched backwards convulsively – not far - just enough to give Charlize a quick gasp of air and an inch of space - all the blonde needed! Baring her white, even teeth, Charlize bit down on Halle’s left breast, locking her jaw like a pitbull while at the same time her hands were still trying to shred Halle’s womanhood - and making good progress if the Ohio native’s ear-splitting screeches were any indication!

The two centers of pain were more than Halle, in her weakened condition, could take! Screaming, she jerked violently backward, then rolled off of Charlize who lay still; her mouth gaping; her face almost purple; her long legs flat and unmoving. It took a little while, but the blonde eventually managed to bring her breathing at least partially under control before she attempted to struggle - unsteadily - to her feet. She stood, swaying slowly back and forth, staring with tearfilled eyes…then she reeled backward into the wall and slid down onto her ass, sitting on the floor in a sweaty heap, gasping and gagging.

Some ten feet away, Halle lay curled up on her side on the floor, moaning and holding her pussy with both hands; her eyes fixed on her rival across the room.

When Charlize finally staggered to her feet, what Halle saw in her lidded eyes, sent chills down the Cleveland babe’s back. An icy hand gripping her innards, Halle desperately tried to get up, but she only got as far as her knees when Charlize reached her.

“YOU CUNT!” the tall blonde screamed furiously, kicking Halle in the head and sending sprawling.

With Halle moaning and holding her face, Charlize stomped her right breast, then kicked her in the ribs - twice. Grabbing the smaller woman by the neck, Charlize hauled her up - this time wisely from behind! Halle threw a hopeful Elbow back but it achieved nothing. Charlize spun her around and unleashed a barrage of hard elbows to her chest, pounding Halle’s big brown breasts like two punching bags. Groaning under the Jugg Mugging, Halle backpedaled desperately, trying to answer with punches of her own, but she was too exhausted and the blows, if they could be called that at all, were as weak as they were inaccurate.

“Fucking cunt!” Charlize panted, slamming two hard punches into Halle’s left breast, causing it to bounce up into Halle’s face.

Halle groaned and staggered as Charlize pursued her, her long arms pistoning powerfully, her hard fists snapping Halle’s head with a succession of clean shots. The American reeled, hit the wall, bounced off and just stood swaying on wobbly legs, her arms dangling at her sides. Screaming in anger, Charlize half-turned and snapped a mighty Side Kick, the heel slamming Halle’s right breast flat against her chest and driving the stiff, chocolate-brown nipple back deep into the tender, supple flesh. Halle groaned and crashed back into the wall again.

“No!” The dazed, hurt sepia beauty whispered, a pleading look in her eyes as she saw the enraged golden-haired Amazon coming at her again.

But Charlize wasn’t the slightest concerned about what Halle said or did. The prolonged breast-smother/scissors she’d been subjected to had been one of the worst, most humiliating and terrifying experiences of a career in which she’d had many such humiliations! Frightened, embarrassed and furious all at once, the tall blonde had only one thought in mind - to punish the one or ones responsible; in this case Halle and her ‘girls.’

Reaching out with both hands, Charlize grabbed Halle’s breasts and dug her claws in, ignoring Halle’s shrieks of protest and pleading. Mauling the firm, full tits, the blonde pulled them toward her, stretching the supple flesh - then she not so much hit Halle with her knee as impaled her on it; her kneecap sinking deep into the Ebony Empresses flat belly. Gagging, Halle bent nearly double before dropping to her knees. Once again in complete control, Charlize simply overpowered the smaller black woman, forcing Halle down onto her back.

As Charlize went to straddle her, Halle suddenly shot out both hands, grabbed her golden locks and literally pulled her down on top of her! Drawing on her last reserves of strength, the dark-skinned beauty heaved mightily, rolling Charlize over and getting on top of her. But instead of going for another Breast Smother she instead dropped her head and sank her gleaming white teeth into the side of the blonde’s neck, snarling savagely as she shook her head like a dog with a bone!

Charlize’s whole body convulsed and her loud screech of agony probably hurt Halle more than the blonde’s hammering and clawing at her torso. Releasing her bite, Halle rose up on her knees, pounded her fist low into Charlize’s belly to take her breath away, then tried to mount the South African actress for a finishing Facesit- only to out-do Charlize’s record-setting scream in both volume and length when Charlize reacted with lightning speed and dug in with a brutal left handed Crotch Claw!

Still shrieking, Halle grabbed Charlize’s wrist with both hands and tried to pull it away. She managed it, clearing the way for Charlize’s right hand which she drove straight into Halle’s neatly shaved, glistening ‘mound of Venus’ SMACK! Too exhausted and too hurt to even scream, Halle gave a tired, trembling sigh as she slumped forward; her overtaxed body going completely limp for a moment from sensory overload.

Rolling Halle over onto her back, Charlize mounted Halle’s belly in a straddle, holding the side of her neck where a ring of Halle’s teeth marks shown bright red on her pale skin; looking fit to kill! Her lips drawn back in a grimace of hatred and anger, the sexy blonde stared a hole through Halle’s face as she slammed a series of punches into The Ebony Empresses bouncing breasts. Then Charlize sat up and grabbed both of Halle’s heavy-hangers in an unbreakable grip!

Halle screamed and squirmed, but Charlize ignored her and began to lean back, pulling up and stretching Halle’s breasts well past where they were supposed to be. Shrieking at the top of her lungs, Halle grabbed Charlize’s wrists trying to relieve the tension in her already battered, sore, breasts, but that didn’t help much! Charlize continued to pull and then added a twist as well, wringing Halle’s proud tits with all her remaining strength; mangling the pliant flesh with her large hands; yanking, pulling and stretching in all directions.

Halle, nearing the end of her rope, screamed herself hoarse. She knew full well that unless she did something, anything, she was going to be defeated and humiliated in front of the world by a woman she hated more than anyone except probably Theron’s “good friend and mentor” Sharon Stone. Halle struggled wildly, nearly going berserk with fury and fear. She bucked; she heaved; she kicked; she twisted; she squirmed; she thrashed wildly; she pulled Charlize’s hair; she punched slapped and clawed the blonde’s arms, shoulders, breasts and face; all the time screeching like a madwoman!

As her energy faded, Charlize stopped pulling and twisting Halle’s breasts and settled for merely digging her slim fingers into them and squeezing as much as she could manage. Charlize eyes wore an empty, far-away look and the tall, sexy, blonde seemed almost in a trance. She ignored the sepia beauty’s struggling, thrashing, kicking, slapping, punching, clawing and eye gouging…just kept squeezing harder and harder; digging her sharp fingernails deep into the soft, yielding flesh until they eventually penetrated the delicate skin, then just continued squeezing and squeezing until Halle could take no more.

Halle’s screams of submission and pleas for mercy were picked up by the sensitive microphones and streamed to just about every operating TV set and computer on the planet. But even with the fight won, Charlize still didn’t relent. She’d won, but she wanted to a total triumph; to rub it in! So she continued to maul Halle’s demolished rack, forcing more and louder pleas for mercy from the hopelessly trapped and cruelly suffering ‘Ebony Empress.’

“Who’s the better actress, bitch? Huh? Who’s the better woman?” Charlize started demanding as she pulverized the dark-skinned babe’s breasts.

Halle, too hurt, too weakened and too demoralized to resist any more screamed, “ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT DAMMIT! YOU… YOU ARE! YOU WIN YOU WIN YOU WIN! I’LL DO ANYTHIN’ YOU WANT…JUST PLEASE…LEGGO OF MY TITS! OH GOD, CHARLIIIIIIZE, PLEEEEASE!”

“That’s Miss Theron to you, slut!” the Golden Goddess growled, still squeezing, albeit not as hard. “Got that, loser?”

“Yes.” the beaten Ebony Empress sobbed.

“Yes WHAT bitch?” Charlize growled, giving Halle’s nipples a hard pinch and twist.

“Yes, MISS THERON!” Halle wailed, swallowing both tears and pride in big gulps. She’d no choice. She’d fought with everything she’d had and she’d been beaten; come up short against a younger, bigger woman. Now she had nothing left - no physically, not mentally. The fight had been crushed out of her and, humiliating as it was, she was ready to say or do anything to avoid more pain - regardless of who or how many were watching! Pain was something Halle couldn’t take any more of.

Charlize got up and stood looking down at Halle, struggling with her desire to jump up and down and whoop with joy - something she didn’t have enough energy for. She’d done it! She’d beaten a hated rival and proved to the world she was a better woman than Halle Berry! Not even when she’d won her Oscar had she experienced such a thrill; such a feeling of complete triumph. Thinking of Oscars now made Charlize remember what started the fight in the first place. She walked to the corner of the room, where her Oscar had been and retrieved it. Then she went to the opposite corner and picked up Halle’s.

Halle was far too busy feeling sorry for herself to notice what Charlize was doing as she lay in the middle of the room with her eyes closed, sobbing out loud, lost in a sea of misery. Giddy with excitement, not thinking and not caring to, Charlize wanted to make the most of this hard-won opportunity. She stood over Halle, looking directly into one of the cameras, waiting and hoping that whatever idiot was directing would think of getting a close-up. If not…oh well…

“Thank you!” The gorgeous blonde said into the camera, smiling radiantly as she clutched the two golden statuettes to her bare bosom as she gave her ‘acceptance speech.’ “Thank you so much! I can’t tell you how much all of this means to me! And I wanna thank everybody for it: My family, my friends, my fans…” Had she not been holding the Oscars, she’d have blown a kiss to the camera. “And above all, I want to thank you for giving ME the chance to kick this bitch’s sorry ass…” nodding at Halle. Charlize laughed briefly, “…and showing her - and all of you - the difference between a true Hollywood Star and a pathetic, old, has-been! Thank you!!”

Fatigue finally beginning to set in, Charlize now realized her acute need to get home, soak in a hot tub and rest. She started to walk away.

Badly beaten, her mind numb with shock, pain and humiliation, Halle saw Charlize move, saw what was in her hands, and slowly realized that the bitch was taking her most prized possession - if not THE most prized! And there wasn’thing she could do about it! She was too exhausted and in too much pain; no matter how much she tried, she simply couldn’t get up. All she’d the strength to do was to reach up with a shaking hand toward her precious little golden statue and give a feeble mewling sob as fresh tears streamed down her cheeks.

Charlize both saw and heard this and smiled nastily, walking back to straddle Halle’s shuddering form. “Want this, bitch? Huh?” The tall blonde purred, waving Halle’s Oscar over the defeated sepia beauty’s head. “Well, you CAN’T have it! It’s MINE! That was the deal, remember? These belong to winners; losers can’t have them! And if there’s still someone that hasn’t seen the difference…” Charlize played to the cameras again, placing one foot on Halle’s chest, flattening both of her full, shapely breasts underfoot, then raised her arms, each hand clutching an Oscar. She held the pose for several seconds, her perky breasts heaving as she breathed in and out rapidly with excitement; her long, lean body erect; her proud head high; her green eyes sparkling and on her face an expression of sheer arrogance as her lips curled in a triumphant little smirk.

“Get the point?” she asked finally, looking down at Halle, her foot still pressin on the breasts of her defeated oppont, a woman who could do nothing about it. “If you want this back, you’re gonna have to TAKE it!” She dangled the Oscar above her rival and laughed maliciously. “But we both know that’s never gonna happen, don’t we? And so does everybody else! So take a good, long look, bitch!” She showed the statuettes to Halle, holding them just out of her reach as Halle tried weakly to grab one, and failed. “It’s the last time you’ll ever see one this close!”

With that final jibe, a victorious ‘Golden Goddess’ Charlize Theron strutted from the room laughing. Moments later millions of television screens around the world faded out showing the supine form of a beaten, broken, ‘Ebony Emperess’ Halle Berry…leaving stunned and breathless viewers worldwide to wonder whether the once mighty dark-skinned Ebony Empress would fade from the silver screen for good…

Before the show went off the air, Stacy Keibler came back to announce, “Our producers have received several challenges for Charlize Theron’s next fight. Catherine Zeta-Jones has offered to put up HER Oscar against Charlize’s. Ashley Judd, Cat Bell and Jeri Ryan have all signed 'open contracts' to face her - each has included a ‘special stipulation’ since none of them have ever won an Oscar of her own!

Then she reached off screen, read something and said breathlessly, “WHOA! This just handed to me. Jennifer Lopez has challenged Theron to a ‘Face Sit Finale Match!’ So stay tuned, it looks like we haven’t seen the last of Miss Charlize Theron on this show!"
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Meanwhile, at the Porn Star Fight Club…

“DAMN!” CRASH! (tinkle) Danni Ashe threw the remote control right through the screen of Charmaine Sinclair’s 62” flat screen, HDTV when Charlize stood over Halle Berry’s beaten body.

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Charmaine Sinclair was fit to be tied - although knowing Charmaine, it was one of her submissive little white girl slaves who’d end up bound (and gagged) before this night was over.

“How the HELL did Theron beat her?” Charmaine asked, slapping Danni as she cowered on her knees in front of her. “You PROMISED me we had Halle all wound up and primed to kick that goddam blondes ass!”

When Danni couldn’t think of anything to say, Charmaine resumed her diatribe. “This is on YOU Ashe! It was YOUR responsibility to see the ‘Black Brigade’ had Halle primed and ready to kick that slut’s ass! You know McKay won’t let us live this down, don’t you? I’m beginning to wonder where your allegiance lies, Danni? With THEM or with US!”

“Please Mistress,” Danni gulped, bowing her head to press her lips to Charmaine’s instep. “I swear…they all thought Halle was fit and ready to beat Char…er, Theron’s, ass like a rented mule.” She swallowed hard. “Please, I can fix this. You have plenty of others who’d LOVE a chance to get their hands on Theron. Once she’s in the bag, McKay won’t dare stand in your way!”

Charmaine angrily paced back and forth in her penthouse apartment at the Fight Club as she tried to come up with a plan to put Sunny McKay and her lover Charlize Theron in their place once and for all. Finally, she sighed, snapped her fingers and pointed at Danni. “Get Serena on the phone. Tell her I’ll meet her price. I’ve had enough of this shit! I guess if you wanna get a job done, you gotta hire the best talent you can find!”
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The next day, in an interview on a ‘celebrity entertainment’ show, Hilary Swank had this to say to JB, an interviewer…

JB: Ms Swank, I appreciate your time; what did you think of the fight?

HS: Well, it was an interesting affair, they seemed closely matched, but certainly not in the top-tier of fighters. I mean, Berry is clearly past her shelf-life, and Theron, didn’t seem to know how to fight.

JB: I can understand a bit of jealousy on your part Ms Swank, but Charlize DID win the fight, and in a rather convincing fashion, you must admit.

HS: Jealousy? That's a joke. Sure they had a lot of attention, but their fifteen minutes is about up. As for Theron winning convincingly. HA! She was lucky, it was NHB or she might have lost in the opening moments. Berry, jumped all over her and had that blond, bimbo on the ropes. In fact, if you watched closely, Charlize was in trouble over and over, and it was only by resorting to targeting Halle’s tits and puss that she was able to get out of trouble.

JB: Still, she was standing tall at the end, and had two Oscars in victory

HS: Well, I’ve got TWO Oscars, and I earned mine the LEGIT way! Look, even with all of Theron’s dirty fighting, Berry still almost breast smothered the big bitch which was the only exiting part to me. Charlize looked like she'd had it several times; trapped between those beautiful big black boobs or Halle’s silky thighs. Did you see the way Theron’s lanky legs went limp? I don't know how she survived! If Halle had just been two years younger she'd have taken her apart, no doubt!

JB: Well, I have to admit that Halle DOES have the best boobs money can buy, and she definitely knows how to use ‘em. However, it was dirty kicking on her part that allowed her to put Charlize in that position. Besides, since you've had an Oscar, perhaps they’ll invite you to join in.

HS: I've WON TWO Oscars, remember.. so I'm well qualified. Hell, I’ll put them both up if Theron would face me. But she’s already ducked a chance to fight me!

JB: Oh really! When did this happen?

HS: When we were about to film Million Dollar Baby! Clint Eastwood said Charlize, came to him, begging for the part he'd just given to me. She was going on about how great she'd look in the role and how she was sure she’d get an Oscar with that role and on and on. Clint told her he'd already decided on me, but since it meant so much to her, he'd let us box and - if she won - maybe he’d reconsider. He told me she thought he was kidding, but when he assured her he was for real, he said she turned pale and stomped out. He never heard anymore from her! Theron was afraid of me then and she's afraid of me now, cause she knows I'll mop the ring up with her; boxing OR catfighting. You saw how easy Berry hit her? Hell, if I hit her like that I'd knock the skank out cold.

JB: Hilary Swank, it was very generous of you to share your opinions with us. I wish you all of the luck in the world, especially when Charlize Theron sees this. You may need it.