Each match would be a $5 million dollar 'winner take all' showdown. King had raised the fee for the PPV event to $69.95, but he still expected a record amount of viewers. "I'm going to miss this," King thought as he sat in his office pondering how events would play out.

King had invited over one hundred celebrities to be in the audience for this, his final night of matches. A few volunteered to help enforce security if necessary and, sure enough, an incident occurred less than an hour before the first match was to begin that got the immediate attention of guests who had gathered in the spacious lobby.

"I wasn't going to take anything!" screamed Winona Ryder as she was being led against her will through the lobby.

"I saw you steal that box of popcorn! The concession stand works hard for its money," growled Charlize Theron toughly. Wearing a security uniform complete with cap and badge - but with a micro mini-skirt instead of slacks to better emphasize her long, long legs - Theron had Winona's right arm levered up behind her in a Half Nelson. She also had a firm grip on a handful of brunette hair, jerking Winona's head back which forced the petite girl's chest to thrust forward to the delight of the crowd..

"You're hurting me!" yelped Winona. "Leggo!"

But the tall blond enforcer would have none of it, "I was watching you like a hawk, little girl. Now you're going downtown!"

Charlize forced her through the front door leading out of the lobby, then down some steps to a waiting police car. A large group of guests followed to watch the fun. Spotting Paris Hilton standing on the steps sipping a martini, Winona screamed, "Paris, help! Please…do something!"

Charlize turned around, holding her firmly secured prisoner in front of her, and slowly began to 'perp walk' Ryder toward Paris; almost challenging the blond heiress to do something. Terrified, young Ms. Hilton quickly backpedaled, tripped over a step, and her short black dress went flying up over her hips. Paris' martini splashed onto her face and Charlize broke up laughing. Pushing up against Winona while maintaining her Half Nelson, the lovely security guard chuckled, "Good help is sure hard to find these days, isn't it Winnie?"

Then she turned and shoved the screaming Winona headfirst into the back seat of the police car and slammed the door.

A humiliated Paris picked herself up and scurried back inside to find the restroom while the police car sped off, leaving all the guests extremely amused. And the first match hadn't even started!
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As the two combatants waited in their dressing rooms during the final minutes before the first match, unrest and bitter feelings were brewing among the invited celebrities. Charlize had returned from her successful apprehension of Winona Ryder and now she and fellow security guard, Karen McDougal, had a private meeting to compare notes. As the two lovely enforcers resumed their duties - Charlize patrolling the halls and adjoining suites while Karen checked out the lounge - neither had a clue as to the devious machinations being planned against them. Their services would be required again before the wild and action packed evening would draw to a close!

Rachel Bilson sat at the bar fuming. She'd developed a rapport with Winona Ryder and was furious over her rough treatment at the hands of Theron and made her feelings known to her new friend, Natasha Henstridge, sitting next to her.

"All Winona did was take a few kernels of popcorn and Charlize acts like she was robbing Fort Knox. Did you see her bully Winona all the way into the police car?"

"Both those guards are bullies," responded Natasha as she stretched her long silky legs under the bar. "I heard Karen beat up Britney for no reason. She should pick on someone her own size. Look Rachel, don't tell anyone, but after the last match tonight, I'm going to get Karen alone and beat the crap outta her for what she did to Britney."

"Great!" answered Rachel. "And I'll make Charlize wish she'd never volunteered for that creepy job!"

"Two more drinks, and make it fast!" shouted Natasha, slamming her hand on the bar to get the attention of the bartender, Jessica Simpson.

"Coming right up!" answered Jessica.
* * * * * *
The final match of the evening between Jennifer and Denise was scheduled to commence at midnight. It was 10:46 and everyone was still buzzingg about the dominant performance of Tyra Banks who had absolutely taken Gena Lee Nolin apart! Security guards Charlize Theron and Karen McDougal had dragged the beaten Gena out of the sauna, helping themselves to generousl handfuls of her lush body in the process. After carrying Gena back to her suite, the two women gently laid her on the bed and - reluctantly - left to continue fulfilling their security duties.

"Gena has nothing to be ashamed of, Karen," Charlize said as she slipped Gena Lee's room key into her pocket.

"Not at all, she gave it a gallant effort," Karen said, noting with a raised eyebrow her companions attempt to hide her action. They split up as Charlize said she wanted to check out the parking lot in the back of the building while Karen went up to check on things in the lounge.

As Charlize entered the parking lot, her curiosity was aroused when she saw the figure of a woman duck behind a car about a hundred feet away. She turned on her flashlight and pointed it toward the spot as she approached. Her prized Mercedes was parked there, causing her to anxiously pick up speed. As she reached her car she pointed her flashlight toward it and her heart skipped a beat. Charlize felt sick to her stomach. Her brand new Mercedes had been keyed! The deep scratches extended almost the entire length of the vehicle on the passenger side.

Now furious, Charlize dashed in the direction of the woman who she saw ducking moments ago but the parking lot was full and dark and despite her flashlight, the woman was nowhere to be seen. After searching the lot and the surrounding area for over a half hour, she gave up and headed back inside to assist Karen.

Karen was sitting at a table near the bar, observing the behavior of the guests. She had watched Rachel Bilson stroll into the lounge and sit at the bar next to Natasha Henstridge; one of many guests who accepted the offer of her own free luxury suite for celebs who wished to stay at the hotel resort and sleep in after the matches concluded. The tall sleek blond had a reputation as a woman who could handle herself in a fight - something sexy Natasha was more than willing to prove whenever necessary, which was why she could get away with sitting back in her barstool and stretching her long silky legs on top of the bar, an action that irritated the barmaids although no one had the courage to say so.

Charlize entered the lounge and sat next to Karen. She kept her voice to a whisper as she informed Karen what had happened. Rachel peaked over Natasha's shoulder observing the horrified look on Karen's face. Then Charlize left the lounge to resume her patrol, wondering if the culprit was still in the building.

Back in the main room, security guards Charlize and Karen had decided to switch duties which would allow Charlize to gather clues concerning who keyed her car as she worked the lounge. As Charlize entered,she noticed trouble right from the start. In a corner away from the bar, surrounded by a circle of cheering celebs, Halle Berry and Salma Hayek were going at it tooth and nail. Charlize rushed to break it up, elbowing her way through the crowd of cheering and jeering celebs. She found Halle on top of Selma, unloading rights and lefts to her face. Charlize pulled Halle off the now defenseless Mexican beauty but Halle kicked Salma while Charlize struggled to restrain her.

Salma curled into a ball, not wanting any more from her fierce opponent. Both women's blouses were torn wide open and Halle wasn't wearing a bra. Charlize restored the peace - if you can call it that with so many celebs acting like spoiled, aggressive kids anxious to establish some sort of pecking order. Penelope Cruz helped the weeping Salma out the door and Halle promised Charlize she'd behave the rest of the evening, "…as long as no one messes with me!"

As the tall blond enforcer watched bartender Pam Anderson pour drinks, she was suddenly called aside by Jessica Simpson. "I know who keyed your car, Charlize. While I was tending bar, Rachel Bilson bragged to Natasha she was gonna get even with you for busting Winona. I'm sure she did it. Please, don't let any one know I told you or I'll get beat up!"

Charlize thanked Jessica for informing her and went back into the lounge. Meanwhile…

Natasha slipped over to Karen's table carrying two shots of bourbon and wearing a devious smile. She set the shots on the table and sat down close to Karen.

"You look like you can use this, honey,"

"I don't drink on duty," was Karen's response.

"After duty?" asked the slick, deadly blond. "Come over to my suite, room 203, after the final match," continued Natasha. "Maybe I can cheer you up."

The lovely brunette said nothing as Natasha gave her a peck on the cheek. Leaving the shots on the table, the sultry blond wiggled her rear at Karen as she began to strut back to her place at the bar beside Rachel. "That witch really thinks she's something special!" the beautiful, well-muscled, brunette thought, "I think I'll take her up on her offer!"
******
After the final fight and the postfight activities had concluded, security guards Charlize and Karen met briefly to discuss their evening. "I've got to find Rachel Bilson!" Charlize told Karen, her blood boiling at the thought of the culprit getting away with having keyed her prized Mercedes!

"Well, good luck with that," replied Karen. "I'd offer to help, but I've got a close encounter planned with Natasha myself!"
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Rachel stepped out of the shower and started to get dressed. She was on her way to meet Natasha Henstridge in the blonde's suite on the floor below. As she wiggled into pink and white striped panties and matching bra, Rachel thought of the good time she'd have before she left the hotel. As far as she knew, Charlize had no idea who keyed her car and she reveled in the thought of having put one over on the haughty blond 'enforcer.'

As a security guard for the evening, Charlize had a pass key that let her into any room. Quite aware it was Rachel who keyed her Mercedes, she'd waited for the right opportunity to confront Rachel. Now it was time. She entered room 307 and stripped off her security guard's uniform, then silently tip-toed into Rachel's bedroom wearing just a lioness skin bra and panty set. She paused when she heard someone in the bathroom and decided she'd patiently wait for the sexy young brunette to come out; after all, she'd waited this long, she could wait a few more minutes, if necessary.

Rachel walked out of the bathroom into her bedroom in her pink/white bra and panties. Then she heard the bedroom door SLAM behind her and turned to see Charlize locking the bedroom door. Rachel watched the tall, sleek, blond lioness glide gracefully toward her with a deadly look in her eyes and a relishing smile on her lips.

"Wha…what are YOU doing here?" the frightened Rachel asked as she slowly backed toward her bed.

"You've been a very naughty girl tonight, Rachel. I'm here to teach you a lesson," purred Charlize.

"NO! I…I didn't DO anything! NATASHA, HELP!" Rachel screamed as if her friend and protector could hear her cries in her suite a floor below!

"C'mon, Rachel, we're both young ladies. Let's see who's the better WOMAN!" offered Charlize, spreading her arms in a gesture of 'openness.'

Rachel kept backing up toward her bed, then suddenly turned, reached under the mattress and pulled out a big black whip! She quickly flashed it at Charlize and CRACK the tough leather slashed across her thighs. With a flick of her wrist, Rachel drew it back, coiled and ready to strike again. Grinning, Rachel snapped her arm down, and the dark whip unfurled, CRACK. As Rachel jerked it back to her, Charlize looked down and saw a dark red welt on the smooth flesh of her belly.

Grinning, Rachel took a step forward, slowly swinging the whip overhead. Now it was Charlize backing up as Rachel moved forward. CRACK! The whip coiled around Charlize's left hip and made her jump when the braided tips at the end slashed her ass cheeks righth through her tawny panties.

The tall, blond beauty scampered away with tears in her eyes and a look of terror on her pretty face as the sassy brunette advanced menacingly, brandishing the whip and gloating with her new-found power. She backed Charlize into the corner and drew her whip back as Charlize braced herself for more pain.

"I like your pretty little lioness outfit, Charlize," Rachel purred. "But tonight, I'm gonna be your lion tamer!"

CRACK! Rachel snapped the whip again, forcing Charlize to dance after the whip left welts on both ankles. CRACK! Another overhand sweep of Rachel's arm brought the ugly black whip down between Charlize's breasts, cutting her bra in two between the cups. The two halves fell away, hanging from her shoulders, Charlize's small, firm breasts jiggling slightly as her body bumped into the wall behind her as she recoiled.

"Don't move now," Rachel chuckled. "I don't want to hurt you…yet!" She brought the whip up and her arm flashed down, CRACK; then up and down again, CRACK, the two quick slashes cutting Charlize's panties at both hips. The material clung to her pubic mound briefly, then as she tried to step away, the panties fluttered to the floor between her feet.

Rachel swung her arm upward from her hip and the tip of the whip struck like a coiled snake CRACK! Charlize let out a yelp and doubled over, her hands crossed over her groin. Looking down, she saw the red mark left by the whip just above her dense golden pelt of pubic hair. CRACK! CRACK! Two more quick strikes to her breasts popped Charlize's nipples to full erect attention - and filled her eyes with tears.

"Turn around, let's see how much fun I can have with your fat ass!" Rachel sneered, sweeping the whip slowly back and forth in front of Charlize menacingly. "This whip is really useful; you know the handle doubles as a dildo?"

When Charlize was slow to respond, Rachel raised her arm overhead and brought it down, aiming the whip at the blondes belly button. But this time the athletic blond grabbed the whip just before it hit her. She tried to yank it out of Rachel's grasp and a tug of war ensued as Rachel backed away, pulling hard. Charlize stepped with her, maintaining her grip on the slender end of the whip, digging her heels into the carpet and pulling as hard as she could.

But then the wily brunette released her grip on the handle and Charlize went tumbling backward, head over heels, into the corner where THUNK her head struck the wall. Rachel ran over as Charlize tried to get up and kicked her in the groin! Charlize dropped to her knees, her hands clutching her womanhood, slowly rocking back and forth as tears welled up in her pretty green eyes!

Rachel began PUNCHINGCharlize in the face, but our resourceful blond HEADBUTTED Rachel in the belly, sending her stumbling several steps back.

Charlize rose to her feet and Rachel attacked with her nails flashing! The fit blond landed a series of punches to the brunette's face and Rachel, hurt, was being backed slowly toward her bed. The sexy blond lioness pounced on Rachel, driving her shoulder into Rachel's chest and knocking her onto her bed. Charlize jumped onto Rachel, pulling the smaller brunette down as Rachel frantically punched and kicked Charlize. The blond slowly overpowered Rachel, then execute a scintillating wrestling maneuver, spinning around to clamp a Full Nelson on Rachel, which she combined with a crushing Scissors around the sexy brunette's waist.

As Charlize's powerful legs worked the Scissors, Rachel squirmed and wriggled, but nothing she did could break the hold. When Charlize wrapped her arms around her head from behind and started to tighten the Choke/Sleeper, Rachel began to gasp, then she screamed in frustration and sobbed out her surrender. "Please Charlize, I give up!" screamed Rachel.

The dominating blond lioness had Rachel captured on her own bed, her full nelson doing enough damage to her victim for the time being. "Do you admit to keying my car?" she asked, pulling on Rachel's arms.

"Owwwwwww!YESSSSS!I ADMIT IT! Now please let me go! I'll pay for it!" sobbed Rachel, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Fine! Then it's settled!" answered the lovely blond, her long, shapely legs pressing into Rachel's sides. "But before I release you, I need to teach you a good lesson, little girl; so you'll never misbehave again!" She yanked the screaming Rachel over her lap and gave her a good spanking. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"Please…you're hurting me!" Rachel whimpered.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

The lovely blond enforcer finally having her fill of the sexy brunette delinquent, dragged her out of her suite and down the stairs. Applying a Half Nelson to her conquered prisoner, Charlize led Rachel out of the lobby and threw her into the back of a waiting police car, then slid in beside her, pushed Rachel onto her back and straddled her.