"PLEASE BE HOME TOMORROW AT 2:00 PM TO RECEIVE A SPECIAL HOLIDAY GIFT. YOU MUST BE HOME TO RECEIVE THE GIFT!"

Charlize hugged herself in excitement. She loved the holidays! Even though she was spending Christmas by herself this year, she never failed to be excited by the season, especially the receiving of gifts!. She spent the first part of the following day quietly, waking late, showering and enjoying a late brunch before dressing in a pale pink workout suit and fuzzy slippers. She lost track of the time as she wrapped the last of her presents. The front door bell rang exactly at 2:00. Having forgotten about the impending delivery, Charlize skipped excitedly toward the door, clapping like a little girl. She unlocked and threw open the door to find a delivery man, standing beside a huge wooden crate well over six feet tall.

"Good Lord, what is it?" Charlize exclaimed excitedly.

"Dunno ma'am," he shrugged. "I got three more deliveries to make today; where do you want it?"

"Err....right there; in the living room, " Charlize said as she let the man inside and he dollied the crate into the house and dropped with upright with a THUD next to the Christmas tree where the excited young actress indicated.

"Sign here," the delivery man grunted, producing a clipboard.

"What is it? Who's it from?" Charlize gushed, surprised by the sheer size of the package as she hurriedly signed his pad.

"There's a packing slip on the side," he said as Charlize stuffed a few dollars in his hand as he quickly left.

"Wait!" Charlize called to the man as he climbed into the van. "How the hell do I get this thing open?"

"Cripes, lady," he called back. "There's a lock on the side. The key's with the packing slip!"

Tires screeched as he pulled out of her drive and Charlize returned to her house, eying the crate suspiciously as she circled it. She tried to rock it, but the crate was too heavy. She tore the packing slip open and withdrew a pink sheet from the package. A small silver key fell out as she unfolded the paper. The packing slip was in same hand as the previous day's note:

"HOPE THIS MAKES YOUR HOLIDAYS. USE IT AS YOU SEE FIT, BUT TRY NOT TO DO ANY PERMANENT DAMAGE AS IT'S QUITE VALUABLE!
LOVE, A FAN"

Charlize hesitated a moment, theN shrugged and stooped to pick up the key. She fitted the key into the lock and opened it. One side of the crate was a door, and she pulled it open...then Charlize froze in shock, unable to believe her eyes! Her shock gave way to horror, which quickly melted away and changed to wonder, all within the space of seconds. As unbelievable as the sight was, Charlize's brain quickly processed what she was seeing. Inside the crate stood Charlize's longtime nemesis, Catherine Bell! The gorgeous brunette was almost nude with sheer white hose stretched over her shoeless feet, up her toned calves and midway up her luscious thighs. The briefest bright-red French-cut panties covered her hips and private area but above that her entire torso from her waist to shoulders was bare except for two small green bows tied on the nipples of her otherwise bare breasts. The only other stitch of clothing Cat wore was a fuzzy Santa hat which sat crookedly on her head.

Cat and Charlize had brutalized each other many times in boxing and wrestling matches, catfights and even sexfights in the last few years - usually, but not always with Charlize suffering a humiliating defeat. Yet she found that made the victories that much sweeter when she got them. She instantly recognized that the Cat standing before her now posed no threat. Her feet were shacked, no more than a foot of slack chain connected the metal cuffs around her ankles. Handcuffs encircled her wrists and a long chain from the cuffs and was connected to a sturdy leather collar which ringed her wrists. A ball gag had been forced into her mouth. Charlize smiled as she grabbed the chain running from the collar and led Cat out of the crate; slowly at first, then as she saw the brunette offered no resistance, with a succession of sharp tugs. Cat stumbled out into the light of the room, and Charlize took in more details.

Cat's lovely face was wet, streaked with tears. The skin on her right cheek appeared to be scuffed - perhaps someone had slapped her, Charlize thought. Cat's full breasts jiggled delightfully as took bondage-enforced baby steps out into the room. Charlize noticed yet another not attached by a string to the collar. She pulled it off and read.

In handwriting Charlize recognized as Cat's, she read:

"Holiday greetings to you Charlize,
My owner has given me to you as a Christmas present. Do with me as you wish. You will find I'm eager to please in any way you see fit....anything; from performing household tasks, to performing sexually. I supplicate myself before you and acknowledge your dominance. If you find I need to be put in my place you may use the riding crop in my crate. My owner assures you I respond well to it.
Love, your slave, Catherine Bell"

Charlize looked up at Cat and fresh tears streamed from her face as she lowered her head. Clearly, she was overwhelmed with shame. The blonde shook her head, trying to fully appreciate her good fortune. Here she was, standing before her mortal enemy, helplessly bound, virtually naked, weeping in shame and totally under her command. Charlize couldn't contain her excitement.

"Merry Christmas to me!" she giggled, bouncing up and down happily and clapping her hands.

She finally calmed herself and reread the note, "Huh! Household tasks, eh? Too bad....I've already cleaned the house top to bottom this week. Well, there are dirty dishes in the sink that attention. Come on."

Charlize grabbed the chain and pulled Cat forward. She loved the jingling and clanking of the chains as Cat shuffled after her. In the hall leading from the living room to the kitchen, Charlize stopped.

"Wait a minute. Let's have a demonstration of your.....what did you call it? Oh yeah. 'Supplication!'" Charlize taunted as she kicked her slippers off.

"Kneel!" she barked and Cat complied with no sign of resistance.

"Kiss my feet!" Charlize

"Mmmmph!" Cat grunted. Charlize had forgotten Cat still had a ball gag stuffed in her mouth.

"Sorry, silly me!" Charlize laughed as she removed the gag, dropping it into the pocket of her workout suit. "Now, kiss!"

Cat paused for just a moment, then bowed her head. Charlize tittered with joy as she felt Cat's lips touch ever so lightly on her right foot. A moment later, the Cat's mouth pressed - more fully this time - against her left. Charlize wanted more so she lifted her right foot.

"Suck my toes!"

Cat opened her mouth and Charlize put her foot forward. The brunette's mouth closed over her big and next two toes. Cat sucked for several seconds as an odd trill of pleasure ran through Charlize shivering body and she closed her eyes briefly. The moment having passed, Charlize pulled her slave to her feet.

"That was fantastic. We'll see what more you can do in that area later. Now, the dishes!" she said as she led Cat to the kitchen sink. "Wait a minute. We wouldn't want water to slosh all over you." She went to a cabinet next to the refrigerator and pulled out an apron, "Let's see how this looks on you. But first, let's get rid of these," she said as she pulled the ribbon bows from Cat's nipples. The bows fluttered to the floor and Charlize stood staring for a moment before gently cradling Cat's full, soft breasts in her hands. "I must say, pussy Cat, I've always thought your tits were a piece of work. And now, they're all MINE!" she snarled as she punctuated her praise by digging her thumbnails into the erect nipples.

"Charlize, please!!!" Cat wailed.

"Quiet!" Charlize barked. "Rule one from here on out....no speaking unless spoken to! Here, I think you need this back!" she said as she forced the ball gag back into Cat's mouth; then Charlize put the apron over Cat's neck, making sure she pulled Cat's breasts outside the front panel of the apron before tying it tightly behind her.

"Now, wash!" Charlize shoved Cat to the sink, bent her over it and held her with a hand on her back as she gave her ass a sharp spank. Cat took the first of the small pile of dishes, ran soapy water, then started washing. Watching Cat's bottom jiggle as she washed, Charlize felt like a queen. She poured herself a glass of wine and leaned back in one of the chairs at the kitchen table. She kicked up her feet and took a sip of her wine as she luxuriated at the sight of 'her Cat' washing the dishes.

Cat made quick enough work of the dishes, and as she took up the last plate, Charlize said, "Wait a minute, Cat. That is a verrry delicate plate [though it was exactly the same as the others she had already washed; not exactly a collector's item.] I think that you should treat that with extra care." She paused. "Use your tongue!"

Cat paused, blinking back over her shoulder at Charlize. Without saying anything more, Charlize went to the living room and got a small leather riding crop from Cat's crate. Returning to the kitchen, she strode over to Cat, grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. Standing behind her, Charlize swung the crop and Cat's body went rigid as the crop lashed into her backside. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!!

Charlize grabbed the back of Cat's hair and shook the crop in her face as she hissed, "Look, bitch, what I say goes! You have a lot of payback coming from me. Do what I say, when I say it, no discussion. Now finish the damn dish!"

Then, sheepishly, Charlize realized what the problem was when Cat turned slowly to face her; a tear trembled in her eye. Charlize sighed angrily, removed Cat's ball gag and instantly Cat's pink tongue flicked out and she began to lick it over the plate. The whole time, Cat's eyes remained locked with Charlize.

Finally, Charlize was satisfied and her voice softened, "Very good, little pet. No rinse it off, and let's see what else you can do." Cat put the dish down and Charlize stepped behind her and removed the apron. Then, prodding Cat forward with flicking snaps of the riding crop on her hips and ass, Charlize herded her new slave into the living room where she turned Cat around to face her. "Now, tell me." Charlize began, "Who sent you? Who is my 'big fan'?"

Cat shook her head. "I can't tell," she offered meekly. "My one instruction, aside from heeding you, is to not reveal who sent me. Besides, you'll find out shortly. Until then, you are...," she stumbled, unable to acknowledge what she knew she must say. "....my mistress."

Charlize's face lit up at the sound of the word, "Ohhhhh. That sounds fantastic! Say it again!"

"You are my mistress," Cat purred.

"Say my name!"

"Charlize Theron is my mistress."

"I can't believe this," Charlize muttered. "I really must save this on tape." Then she reconsidered. "There's plenty of time for that later," she thought. "And what about your body? What is your body for?"

"My body is for...." Cat paused, as if trying to recall a preprogrammed response. Then she bowed her head, "My body is for your unlimited entertainment and pleasure."

"Fine." Charlize answered. "Ummm.....do a handstand!"

"I....I can't," Cat protested. "Not with these on," she looked down at her handcuffs. "I wouldn't be able to balance."

Charlize slapped her, "Shut up, you bitch!"

She knew Cat was telling the truth, but she had her mind fixed on making this brunette goddess perform for her. She pulled Cat over to a bare spot on the wall and told her, "There, prop your feet on the wall to balance if you need to, but I want to see my goddam handstand!!"

Cat complied. Bracing her hands on the floor, she flipped her legs up and inverted herself vertically. She wobbled, having to keep her cuffed hands close together, unable to form a wide enough base to properly support herself. But, by keeping her feet against the wall she was just able to maintain the handstand. Charlize felt a rush of admiration for Cat's athleticism.

"Fantastic," Charlize gushed, clapping excitedly at the stunt. "I love the way your tits fall down over your face!" She patted Cat's crotch with the riding crop, adding, "And I believe that -we- have met before." She pulled the panties up and off the legs of the upside-down woman, then slowly ran her fingertips through Cat's lush brown pelt as she massaged her groin. "I love how you always keep this so neat and trim!"

Charlize slipped a finger just under the fleshy labia and slowly ran it around under the edges. The big brunette's inverted body shook, her arms and legs trembling at the blonde's unwelcome intrusion. Then, Charlize suddenly clawed Cat's cunt and growled as her body bucked.

"Don't fall! Don't you dare fall! If you so much as touch the floor, your ass gets the whip!"

Cat's body wavered momentarily, then steadied as she steeled herself against what was to come as Charlize slipped her finger in and swirled it around, taunting her, "Can you keep the handstand when you come?" She began working her finger in and out, teasing Cat's swelling clit. Tremors ran through Cat's body every so often and Charlize felt the perspiration building around her thighs. Cat's thickly muscled legs trembled clear up to her toes and Charlize knew her moment of orgasm was near.

"Sorry, toots," Charlize said. "Not going to let you get off. Not just yet." She giggled as she pulled her finger out and, stepped back; taking in the sight of Cat's finely sculpted, inverted body. Then she grabbed Cat's thighs and pulled, Cat fell forward and thudded to the floor on her belly.

"Up!" the blonde commanded and Cat rolled over and clambered to her feet, standing with her head bowed. "My, you look a little flushed!" Charlize cooed, Cat's face still beet red from the blood rushing to it while she was upside down. "Hmmm, what else can I do with my little toy?" Her mind raced, considering alternatives both erotic and brutal, then she suddenly snapped her fingers and cried, "Yesss! I've got it!"

She pulled Cat over to the sofa and laid her body up over the arm rest. Cat was bent backward over the arm rest; her upper torso and head hanging off the sofa. Charlize rose, letting her fingers brush lightly across Cat's breasts as she walked around her.

"Now, stay right there, I'll be right back! You move an inch while I'm gone and I'll tan your hide!"

Charlize ran to the kitchen, pulled something from her refrigerator, then took it to the microwave. She spent a minute heating something, then returned to the living room. A thrill went through Charlize as she took in the sight. Her brunette amazon, the woman who'd battered her body and assaulted her sexually so many, many times, lay jackknifed back over the armrest of the sofa, her head back, her cuffed hands resting on her flat, firm abs; her perfect full breasts jutting wantonly in the air. Charlize walked to the end of the sofa from which Cat dangled and placed her legs around Cat's head.

"Ready for a Cat Sundae?" she asked.

Charlize overturned the jar of hot fudge in her hand and let the thick dark fluid pour down onto Cat's bare right breast. Cat's body stiffened as she cried out in surprise. The fudge was quite warm, but not so hot it burned.

"I've wanted to do this a number of times," Charlize confided. "Not necessarily with you, mind you; but these tits have been in my face so many times, it's well past the time to put them to good use!" Charlize murmured as she dribbled hot fudge over the rest of Cat's breast, then moved to the right one until Cat's rack was completely fudge-covered before she put the jar on the coffee table.

"A little early for desert, but what the hell, it's Christmas eve!" Charlize said, lowering her head. "All that's missing is a cherry on top of each nipple," she thought.

Charlize started her tongue at the base of Cat's right breast and licked, working her way up to the nipple. She returned to the bottom of the breast and licked off another stripe of fudge. Soon, half of Cat's right tit had been licked free of fudge. Charlize sucked the top of the breast clean, taking her time suckling the firm, hard, aroused nipple. Cat's body shivered every so often, and an occasional moan escaped her lips, as her breasts were licked and sucked free of the topping. Finally, Charlize stood up.

"That good, huh?" she asked, licking her lips. "Maybe I should try this," she said as she pulled Cat off the sofa and put her on her knees in front of her.

Charlize unzipped the front of her top and slid it off, "Get my bra!"

Cat brought her hands to Charlize's chest and unclasped the front-close, fine lace lingerie. Charlize's modest yet perfect porcelain breasts stood out like jewels on her chest. She sank to the floor, grabbing the bottle of hot fudge and pulling Cat down with her. Charlize held the jar several inches above her chest and slowly poured. The fudge had cooled, it was much thicker than earlier when she'd poured it on her captive.

"Now, eat up!" she said as she grabbed Cat's head and pulled it to her bosom.

Charlize was deliriously lost in the next few minutes as Cat's mouth slowly polished the fudge off her chest. She didn't know which was the greater thrill, the sensation caused by her breasts and nipples being sucked, or that it was her own Public Enemy Number One that was being forced to do it. The session was over far too soon for Charlize.

"Let's take this a little further," she said. "I don't think the calories will kill either of us."

She poured more fudge on her chest. Then, grabbing Cat by the shoulders, she forced her foe's breasts on top of her own. Back and forth, Charlize smeared fudge from her chest to Cat's, stopping to pour the last of the fudge on. Soon the breasts of both women were covered with the sticky mess. Charlize pushed Cat off her and onto the floor on her back. Charlize inverted herself so that her face was over Cat's jugs, and her boobs hovered over Cat's face.

"You do me, I'll do you."

The two women spent the next minutes licking and sucking each other's chests, working up one breast and down the other, neither seeming in any hurry to finish. With a prolonged slurp on Cat's nipple, Charlize finished the task. Her heart was pounding. She was elated. What would be next for her toy, pleasure or pain? Charlize was torn; Cat deserved a pounding for all the pain and frustration she'd dished out to Charlize over the years - and beating that lush body was something Charlize had looked forward to like nothing else. Yet, there was something just so stimulating about their two bodies rubbing together! She stood and pulled Cat to her knees, looked down at her prey and then she laughed.

"God, your face is a mess!" Charlize said, amused by the chocolate smeared around Cat's mouth although she knew full well her own must be just as bad. She took and hand towel from a drawer in the coffee table, wiped her face and then did the same for Cat.

"Now," she said, taking Cat by the chin. "For your next trick, I'd like you to....."

The telephone rang...... Charlize glanced up and frowned.

A second ring..... Charlize considered; it would be a shame to let an interruption spoil such a lovely afternoon.

A third ring..... She looked down; Cat wasn't going anywhere, besides, Charlize could feel how hot she was. She had such a combination of adrenaline and hormones in her system, she was on the verge of spontaneous orgasm. She turned away and picked up the phone just as the fourth ring was dying.

"Hello?" she panted into the receiver

An almost-recognizable female voice purred, "Merry Christmas, Charlize!"

"Well thank you, Merry Christmas to you!" A long pause, then Charlize asked, "Who is this?"

"How do you like her?"

"How do I like....what?"

"Your present. How do you like her? You two getting along all right? Have you gotten her off yet? Vice-versa?"

"Ohhhhh...." Charlize finally caught on. "You're my 'fan'! I can't believe this! It's absolutely incredible!" She paused, "Who is this?"

The voice said silkily, "Look out your back window."

"What?"

"Go to your back window and look out. Trust me, then you'll get the second part of your surprise."

Charlize left the living room and walked down the hall, "Second part?"

"Sure. If you thought getting a gift-wrapped Cat was impressive, you haven't seen anything yet."

Charlize reached her kitchen, still talking on the phone, "I swear I recognize this voice."

"Mmmmm....." the other voice replied. "You at the window yet?"

"Yes....." Charlize answered. "What am I looking for?" she asked as she leaned over the kitchen sink and stare out the window into her back yard. She didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

"Just wait......" A long pause. "Keep waiting.......just a little while longer.....almost there....." The voice continued: "So have you figured out who this is yet?"

Charlize answered, "No, like I said, I know the voice but can't place the face."

"Charlize, it's me, Shannon; Shannon Elizabeth!"

Charlize froze a bit; her mind racing. Shannon Elizabeth?! While not mortal enemies, Shannon and Charlize were nowhere near friends. They'd gotten into a few scrapes before, but nothing beyond the bra-snapping, hair-pulling variety.

"Ummm," Charlize stammered. "Gee, Shannon, but why......"

Shannon cut her off abruptly, "So, what's it been now, about 45 seconds?"

"45 seconds?" Charlize wondered aloud. "What does 45 seconds mean? Wait...what did you say?"

"She said," came a voice from behind Charlize. "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!"

Charlize whirled around and saw Cat standing behind her. Right there, in her kitchen. She was no longer wearing her handcuffs and her feet were free. In that frozen moment, Cat looked indomitable! Her majestic thighs were packed into the sheer white hose; her hands were planted firmly on her full hips in her best 'Wonder Woman' pose and her bare breasts rode high and proud, standing in perfect proportion on her rising and falling chest. Only the black collar still around her neck and the chain hanging from it remained as remnants of her bondage just a few moments before.

Before Charlize could move or speak, Cat hit her with a single clean right hand to the chin. The blonde reeled back against the sink and slowly slid down, landing on her round butt, leaning against the cabinets below the kitchen sink. The dark beauty bent and picked up the phone from Charlize' limp fingers.

"Hey," she said. "Yep. No problem. Give me an hour with her, then come pick us up."

Just as Cat hung up the phone, her groin exploded in pain. Charlize had been dazed by her punch, but still retained enough of her faculties to kick Cat, hard, in the crotch. Cat's hands flew to her injured cunt as she dropped on her knees straddling Charlize' thighs. Their bodies rolled across the kitchen floor as they tried to get to their feet. Both made it to their knees, then the grabbing started! Charlize latched onto Cat's full jugs and started twisting for all she was worth while Cat slid a hand in the waistband of Charlize's pants, forced her hand into her panties and started clawing at her pussy. "Arrrgh!" Charlize grunted.

"Dammit!" Cat wailed. As Charlize saw her opportunity and released Cat's big tits to grab the chain hanging from the collar. Cat just had enough warning to get her hand out of Charlize's pants and grab the chain as it was tightening around her neck. Both of Cat's hands were trapped between the chain and her neck when Charlize yanked it tight. But for her hands, Cat would have been choked out completely, but even so crushing pain raged in her neck.

"Goddam you, bitch," Charlize cried, momentarily regaining the upper hand. "How the hell did you ....AAAAIIIIIEEEEE!"

The end of her query faded into a strangled cry of pain when Cat raised her foot and stomped down, scraping against Charlize's lower shin as her heel smashing down on the blonde's foot. Dropping the chain, Charlize reared back and backhanded the brunette, spinning her around. She grabbed Cat by the shoulder and flung her across the kitchen. She plowed into the counter next to the kitchen sink, her back folded over the edge of the counter just as Charlize leaped on her. Cat was still trying to free her hands from under the chain at her neck as Charlize grabbed her hair and pushed her head backward into the sink that was still full of dishwater.

"You are so dead!" roared Charlize, holding Cat's head underwater.

Cat's body bucked wildly, her bare back slamming on the countertop as she thrashed with Charlize belly-to-belly against her. Charlize pulled her head up, adjusted her grip and then shoved her head back into the soapy water. Cat's legs flailed on either side of Charlize as she leaned on the big brunette, their pelvis's grinding as the blonde pressed her body hard into the thrashing brunette. Again, Charlize pulled Cat up, gave her a second to gasp for air, then plunged her head back into the water for a third time!

But by this time, Cat had finally freed her fingers from under the chain and she planted her hands on the counter behind her, pushing back against Charlize' weight as hard as she could. But still she couldn't free herself from the sink and potential drowning. Charlize pulled Cat's head up a fourth time and as Cat gasped and sputtered Charlize drew back her fist to punch her out.

But now Cat had the chance she needed and, grabbing a quick breath of air, she swung her own fist around from behind her and drove it into the blonde's flat abs. Charlize gasped as she lost her grip on Cat's hair. "Ouuuff!" Cat half turned and brought her knee up sharply, catching Charlize in the side. The move was a blind one, as Cat's wet hair was matted over her face and eyes. Almost doubling-over in pain, Charlize nonetheless lashed out blindly, her fist glancing weakly off Cat's heaving left breast. Cat grabbed Charlize by the neck and pulled.

CRACK!

Charlize's head was rammed into the cabinet front. Her knees buckled and she swooned on the floor, her long legs sliding across the tile floor as they stretched out between Cat's spread legs. Cat heaved a sigh, Charlize was out, or at least incapacitated! She stood up, leaning over Charlize' body with both hands on the counter as she fought to catch her breath. Her bare breasts heaved and her sweat mingled with the soapy water running down over her chest from the wet hair she pushed away from her eyes. Her brief respite over, Cat dragged the limp blonde out to the middle of the room where she used her foot under her shoulder to roll her onto her back.

"I need to take you somewhere where I have more room," Cat panted. "But first......"

She grabbed Charlize' ankles, raised her legs and spread them shoulder wide apart. Raising her right foot, Cat took deadly aim at the middle of the V formed by Charlize' long legs...then she stomped the blonde's pussy! Charlize' body bucked, her head raising a good six inches off the floor before it dropped back on the tiles. THONK!

"That's just for starters, bitch," Cat spat. "There's plenty more to come, so don't you dare black out on me."

Cat stooped and pinched Charlize's nipples between her thumbs and forefinger, flattening the long, dark fleshy nubs and then twisting, hard!

From somewhere in the recess of her semi-conscious mind, through the wall of pain enveloping her, Charlize squeaked, "No, no!"

Cat felt the chain from the collar at her neck swaying between her tits, gently slapping the soft mounds of flesh as it swung. Snarling angrily, she reached up and unfastened the collar, then bent and fastened it around the blonde's neck.

"Here, this'll suit you better, bitch that you are." Rising, Cat continued, "Now let's get back to the living room, where I'll have more room to take you apart."

With that, she pulled up on the collar, bringing the now-collared Charlize to her knees.

"Hmm...no," Cat decided. "I want you on all fours like the bitch you are."

Charlize had a struggle just to roll over and get to her hands and knees with the pain in her groin, but she complied. Straining to see through the tears welling in her eyes and her disheveled hair hanging down in her face, she meekly crawled on all fours out of the kitchen and down the hall. As she crawled, Cat strutted along behind her, holding one end of the chain and giving her occasional kicks in the ass. Suddenly, Cat's anger flared!

"I can't believe you made me lick that fucking dish," Cat hollered as she kicked Charlize between the legs, driving her toes squarely into the blonde's twat just as she raised one leg to crawled. Charlize went sprawling flat on her face, groaning and holding her pussy with both hands; rocking back and forth, her face pale. But Cat wasn't going to allow her former tormentor any respite or time for recuperation.

"Up, dammit!" she snapped. When Charlize didn't respond immediately, Cat yelled, "Sorry, bitch, but you just lost pants privileges!"

Cat bent down and pinned Charlize to the floor, then unsnapped the waist of her pants and worked them down over her full hips and yanked them down her legs, finally pulling them completely off. Cat licked her lips, loving the sight of Charlize's gorgeous long creamy white legs and her full, firm ass which was almost completely bare in the brief thong she wore.

"Now, UP!" Cat snarled, spanking Charlize on the butt.

The embattled blonde struggled to her hands and knees and, face flushed and head bowed, Charlize continued to crawl into the living room. Once they reached it, Cat grabbed the blonde by the hair and pulled her to her feet. Gripping her by the hair and the neck, Cat swung the blonde around and threw her clear across the room. Charlize body was a blur of pale flesh as she barreled into the sofa and then her momentum carried her up and over it! She hit the floor hard and rolled across the carpet into and under her Christmas tree which was standing near the fireplace. Cat rounded the sofa and stopped, her eyes twinkling merrily at the sight of Charlize's long, lithe body stuffed far up under the tree; only her ass and her legs sticking out into the room still visible.

"Oh goodie," Cat smirked. "Lookie what Santa left me!"

Cat knelt next to Charlize and ran a hand along the inner surface of the blonde's thigh. Charlize tried to close her legs to prevent any further advance, but Cat dropped and wedged her knees inside Charlize's legs, then turned them outward, levering the blonde ex-dancers legs wider and wider, ensuring they'd stay open to grant her access to whatever she wanted. Cat's fingers fluttered slowly up the insides of Charlize' trembling thighs until they reached her panties. Grinning with smug superiority, Cat teased her way into Charlize's panties, then as Charlize gasped and her hips jerked, Cat slipped two fingers into the already hot and wet slit.

"Cat, pleeeease," Charlize wailed, her frantic head bobbing shaking the tree and threatening to topple it.

"Quiet!" Cat barked sternly, giving Charlize firm ass another hard spank! SWWAACK!!!

Cat continued probing, working her finger slowly at first, then finding her erect little clit and slowly rubbing her finger up and down the length of it's shaft, feeling Charlize' temperature rising as her hips squirmed and writhed in pleasure. Cat plunged her finger deeper and deeper, stroking faster and faster. Then, hearing Charlize grunting as she struggled to resist the pressure building toward a reluctant release, Cat turned her wrist and jammed her thumb in Charlize' ass. The Christmas tree nearly flipped over as Charlize screamed and climaxed with a loud cry!

As Charlize lay panting, her body rippling with her post-orgasmic seismic waves, Cat withdrew her moist finger and thumb and wiped her hand on the small of Charlize's back and over her ass. Then she jerked the chain, pulling the drained blonde back out from under the tree.

"Come on slut, get outta there," Cat said as she stood to let Charlize back out from under the tree; her body flushed, her ass jiggling.

"Now cunt, kneel in front of me," Cat commanded.

Charlize made it shakily to her knees and timidly looked up at Cat, her lower lip quivering.

"Ready?" Charlize asked as she gazed up into Cat's brown eyes.

"Ready for what?" said Cat, catching on too late.

"For this!" Charlize growled as she brought her hand out from behind her back holding a can of spray-snow. She raised the can toward Cat's eyes and sprayed a long, white stream of synthetic snow into Cat's face. But Charlize had moved a bit too slowly, or perhaps she'd given herself away too soon. Cat just had time to shut her eyes before the white spray coated her face. Charlize had hoped to blind her tormentor with the spray she'd found under the tree but while it hadn't gotten in her eyes, Cat had turned her head away to avoid the spray and Charlize acted. She threw her fist straight ahead, driving her knuckles into Cat's pussy.

"Gouuuuugh!" gulped Cat as her hips shot back and her upper body bent forward.

Charlize rose and drove forward, wrapping her arms around Cat's waist and driving her backward. They scuffled across the room, reeling and stumbling in a crooked path. Charlize pushed Cat back into the credenza at the far end of the room. As the back of Cat's legs hit it, Charlize shoved Cat's ass up over the edge onto the top where her back smashed the wall mirror behind it. Stunned by the impact, both women slipped off and fell to the carpet where Charlize landed with her head between Cat's legs. As soon as the brunette realized that, she clamped her thighs tight, grabbed a handful of hair and locked her ankles. Cat grunted as she leaned back, tightening the steel-cable sinews of her powerful thick legs with every ounce of strength she had left.

Charlize had been trapped in Cat's extremely powerful thighs before, and she knew there was little hope for escape unless she acted quickly. She started to rake her nails on Cat's thighs, tearing her stockings and furrowing the soft olive flesh beneath, but it only brought increased pressure on her neck. Cat's white-clad thighs held Charlize in a vice-like grip as the blonde flailed her arm blindly up and behind her, groping desperately for Cat's bare breasts. Her arms were just long enough for her nails to scratch the soft titflesh as Cat used her free hand to deflect most of Charlize' rapidly slowing thrashing as the blonde's vision began to swim.

"I...I submit," Charlize gasped meekly. But the crushing pressure didn't ease. "Cat, please! I give up!" Still, Cat refused to ease up. "I'm begging.....I give up!" Charlize whined a final time; her legs starting to spasm in oxygen debt.

"That's right, slut," Cat finally answered angrily. "You are begging!"

Cat released the scissors, pushed Charlize from between her legs and stood up quickly. She grabbed Charlize by the hair and pulled, forcing her to her feet, but keeping her bent forward so she was out of reach of Charlize's arms, just in case she tried anything. Charlize wailed as Cat hair-hauled her across the room and flung her to the carpet in front of the tree. On the floor beside her lay the handcuffs and leg shackles that had bound Cat only a few minutes earlier. Cat dropped on Charlize' back, pinning her on her chest as she wrestled her arm back behind her; wrenching it high up her back and eliciting another painful wail.

"So you figure out how this trick worked yet?" Cat taunted as she picked up the handcuffs and clapped them around the blonde's wrist. "Pretty simple really, but I knew being a blond slut, you'd be much too stupid to ever figure it out." She continued, forcing Charlize' other wrist back behind her and locking the cuffs around it as well. "The key to the padlock on the crate also unlocks the handcuffs and leg shackles. That's all there was to it! You left it right there where I could reach it any time."

Cat couldn't see her prey's face, but she knew that it must be red with anger after being duped so easily. "Shannon and I knew when you saw the delicious gift in the crate," Cat said without any attempt at modesty. "You'd get so hot and wet you'd never stop to think it could be a trap." Cat turned around and shackled Charlize's now unresisting legs, explaining, "Putting myself through that was small price to pay for taking you down myself."

Cat pulled her longtime rival to her knees. The positions now completely reversed. Where she was apparently helplessly bound and subservient only minutes before, Cat now lorded it over the cuffed and shackled Charlize, who was forced to kneel in bondage before the grinning brunette.

"Besides," Cat continued, "I knew whatever you made me do, I'd pay you back in spades. For example, you made me lick that damned plate clean. Now," she said, shoving the blondes head into her crotch. "You're going to use your tongue to clean ME out. You stop before I come, or try anything tricks all and I'll rip your throat out! Now," she said with a sharp yank of Charlize' hair. "GET TO WORK!"

Charlize knew she couldn't resist, not only was she securely shackled hand and foot, but the overwhelming presence of Cat Bell had her nearly out of her mind with arousal much the way she'd felt before. Charlize closed her eyes and extended her quivering tongue. As her pink tongue slipped easily into her, Cat shivered with excitement. She'd been looking forward to this moment for so long. Ever since the day when Charlize had demolished her in a fight and licked her pussy until she climaxed in front of an auditorium full of onlookers who'd jeered her on. Even in her humiliation, Cat had secretly thrilled to the sweet sensation of Charlize's expert tonguing. Now, she was extracting pleasure from the blonde and doing it totally on her terms.

And Charlize didn't disappoint her! If anything, Charlize had become even more skilled with her tongue since she started associating with Sunny McKay, Angelina Jolie and the dominatrixes at the Pornstar Fight Club. Cat's body shimmied and swayed with pleasure as Charlize stimulated her clit and swirled her tongue between the tight walls of her pussy. Cat raised a hosiery-clad leg, threw it over Charlize' shoulder and wrapped it around the back of her head.

When Cat was no longer able to stand, she pushed Charlize to the floor on her back, straddling her face. Charlize's obediently submissive tongue never left its designated location nor slowed in the eager fulfillment of it's duty as Cat pounded Charlize's face up into her crotch, slamming her nose several times into her pubic bone; delighting in the sloppy wet lip-smacking sounds rising from between her trembling thighs. When Charlize found her rhythm, it was only a matter of seconds before Cat came...and came...and came. She climaxed with a loud cry, coming hot, hard and wet in a cascade that inundated Charlize' red, flushed and panting face.

"Blissss," Cat sighed as her body shook and shivered in response to her slaves talented tongue lashing.

Cat rolled backward, laying on her back atop Charlize's hot, heavily breathing body with her legs spread on either side of Charlize' face as she recovered. She finally sat up and lay back down belly-to-belly; full breast-to-perky breast gazing down into Charlize red face. Cat fixed her stare sharply on Charlize, arched an eyebrow and slowly running her fingernail over Charlize' cheek demanded, "Who's your mistress?"

Charlize closed her eyes, overcome with shame, her lips quivering she mumbled, "You are my mistress."

"Use my name!" Cat growled, twisting her shoulders to flick Charlize' erect nipples with her own hard nipples.

Charlize groaned, realizing she was going to be forced to parrot what she'd made Cat say earlier.

"Catherine Bell is my mistress," Charlize murmured meekly, her eyes filling with tears of shame.

"And what about this body?" Cat asked, dragging her claws down Charlize' sides to her hips. "What's this body for?"

"My body is for your entert...." Charlize began.

".....unlimited..." Cat interjected gruffly.

"...Your unlimited entertainment and pleasure," Charlize sobbed, her humiliation complete.

Cat lowered her chest and swung her pendulous breasts from side to side; the dense, meaty milk sacks smacking the sides of Charlize's face with a series of heavy impacts; WHUMP-WHUMP!....WHUMP-WHUMP!.

"Perfect! You did well, slave," Cat said. "Not that we won't be able to train you to do even better," she added as she let her breasts slowly stop swinging, the firm, dark, erect nipples just brushing Charlize' ruby lips. "Now slave, suck!"

Cat lowered her right breast onto Charlize's mouth, pressing down insistently. Her blonde captive hesitated, then at another prod from Cat's nipple, Charlize obligingly stuck out her pink tongue and gently ran it around the areola and licking the nipple, flicking it briefly before taking the stiff jutting little fleshy knob into her mouth and sucking as wet tears streamed from her eyes and down her face.

Ecstatic sensations rippled through Cat's breast, her eyelids fluttered as she gasped with excitement at a sensation she'd never expected. Her eyes opened to stare down at Charlize flushed face, then closed again as she lost herself in the erotic sensation of having another woman suckling her breast. Cat braced herself with one hand on the floor as she raised the other and cupped her unsuckled breast, slowly squeezing the nipple; kneading the doughy flesh. Then leaving her breast, Cat moved her hand lower, fondling her pussy, massaging her swollen labia and then slipping inside, finding her hard clit and UUUNNNNNNHHHHHH!! Cat soared to a powerful orgasm; her chest heaving, grunting with animal fury as she pushed herself to satisfaction....feeling the wetness between their bellies as she left her mark on Charlize, her fluids mixing with their perspiration. When she was satisfied once more, Cat reached up and wiped her sticky fingers on Charlize's breasts, leaving them shimmering and glistening.

Feeling refreshed and dominant, Cat stood, glared down at Charlize and snapped in her most authoritative, drill sergeant tone, "Kneel!"

Charlize sat up, then rocked forward and struggled to get to her knees with her hands and feet still bound. Once she was properly kneeling before her, Cat snarled, "Take off my hose!"

"But Cat, my hands......" Charlize started to whine, but a quick backhand silenced her.

"Improvise! Use your teeth!" Cat barked.

Resistance was futile. Charlize leaned her cheek on Cat's powerful thigh and Cat shuddered at the sensation of the golden hair brushing between her legs as Charlize made several attempts to get the top of the thigh-hi's with her teeth. She finally snagged the left one, and almost fell on her face as she slowly dragged it down Cat's long leg.

"One run in those," Cat said ominously. "And I'll slap you silly!"

Charlize inched the hosiery down her leg to the ankle. Cat lifted and straightened her leg, allowing Charlize to sit back on her heels as she pulled the stocking off her foot. Charlize repeated the process with the other leg, this time doing a little better.

"Great," Cat said as she bent to pick up her hose. "Now, open wide!"

She grabbed Charlize's chin and squeezed her cheeks, forcing her mouth open. As Charlize mouth gapped wide, Cat shoved one of the stockings into her mouth, then she wrapped the other over Charlize's mouth and tied it behind her head to complete the gag.

"Best to have you quiet for the next part," Cat said. "Come with me," she said, pinching Charlize' nipples and using them to nipple-haul the teary blonde on her knees to the sofa. Cat sat down and used a handful of hair to drag Charlize across her thighs. As Cat slowly ran her rough hand over her up-turned ass which was jackknifed over her knee, Charlize knew what was coming.

"I've spanked your ass figuratively so many, many times," Cat explained, referring to the many celebrity wrestling matches, boxing matches and catfights she'd won. "I figured I'd like to do it literally. I've always wanted to spend some quality time with this sweet ass."

Charlize bit down hard on her gag as her punishment began. Cat spanked until her arm was tired and Charlize's right ass cheek glowed a dark, fire engine red. Then she turned Charlize around and lit up her left cheek!

"Better not get carried away," Cat thought. "There's still too much fun ahead and we don't want it too badly blistered."

Cat was contemplating her next move when there was a knock on the door. Three slow raps followed two quick ones.

"Damn!" Cat cursed. "She's here already? Is she early?" Cat rolled Charlize off her lap and the sobbing blonde thudded unceremoniously to the floor on her tender, brutalized butt. Even with the stocking gag in place, Cat could hear the yelp of pain.

"So hard to keep track of time," she mumbled as she crossed to the front door. "When your slave bitch is getting you off so well!"

She opened the door. Shannon Elizabeth entered. She was carrying some clothes and the two brunettes kissed each other warmly, full on the lips. As they broke the kiss, Shannon smacked her lips, smiled and winked at Cat, then she looked down at her hands which were wet from holding Cat's head as she kissed her.

"Ewwww," Shannon said, tossing the clothes at Cat. "Your hair's all wet."

Cat grunted, "Yeah. I'll tell you all about it later."

"Come on," Shannon said, grabbing Cat's hand. "Let's see what you've done with the place!" she gushed as she dragged Cat into the living room and stopped, smiling as she beheld the sight of the bound blonde on the floor.

"Tsk-tsk," Shannon chided, reaching back to give Cat's butt a little spank. "I thought you'd at least have her hog-tied by now. You're falling down on the job. I may have to discipline YOU! Heeheehee!"

Cat mumbled, "She put up a better fight than we expected And besides, that wasn't a full hour. You came early!"

Shannon giggled as she knelt, running her hands over Charlize's breasts, belly and thighs. "So sue me, you arrogant bitch. Well tell me, how was she?"

Cat rubbed her bare crotch, "Ummmmm lovely! I got off twice and her once."

Cat started getting dressed while Shannon dipped a finger in Charlize's twat and swirled it around, quickly getting a moan and a slight rise out of the blonde's hips. Shannon removed the hosiery gag and pushed her finger into Charlize' mouth, forcing her to suck her fingers clean.

"I do believe," Shannon said as she got up. "Our little D/S cherry is ripe for the plucking."

"Sure, whatever you say," Cat said dismissively. "Go get the dolly."

"But I...." Shannon protested.

"You can play with her later. I want to get the hell outta here before somebody shows up and ruins everything."

"OK, OK. I'm going," Shannon muttered as she walked back out the door.

Cat finished dressing, then tit-hauled Charlize to her feet and retied her gag just as Shannon returned pushing a large dolly.

"I love this part," Cat told Shannon. "Now," she said to Charlize, pinching her cheek playfully. "Let's get you all crated up!"

The two brunette amazons shoved Charlize backward into the crate. She struggled, but bound hand and foot and outnumbered by two brunettes as big or bigger than herself, she was in a hopeless situation and her brief resistance was quickly and decisively overpowered. She was stuffed back into the same crate Cat arrived in; gagged, handcuffed and shackled. Her pleading eyes grew large as Cat slowly closed the door and Cat laughed hearing a muffled squeal from within as she snapped the padlock shut. Cat and Shannon got the crate up on the dolly; Shannon titled it back and Cat helped push as they wheeled it out the door.

"So," Cat said, "you get her tonight and then me tomorrow?"

"We'll see," Shannon muttered. "Don't forget it was MY idea!" Then seeing Cat's expression, Shannon patted her cheek and said, "Oh, now don't pout my little pussy Cat. This is one toy we won't tire of for a while. Hell , we may still be playing with her New Year's day!"

"That sounds wonderful," Cat purred.

As Shannon wheeled the crate out of Charlize' house, Cat walked alongside with a hand on the wooden crate. Just as they reached the awaiting van, Cat leaned over and hissed in a sinister tone, "Merry Christmas Theron and Happy New Year too!"

Shannon drove the van out the driveway, dropping Cat off at her car which Shannon had driven to Charlize' house. She kissed Cat, assured her their 'toy' would still be in 'working order' when she joined her to complete Charlize 'training.' Then Shannon grabbed Cat's ass and pulled her into a heated embrace. Cat was still trying to catch her breath when Shannon slammed the van door and drove off with a squeal of tires. "I just hope this wasn't all a big mistake," Cat thought as she got in her car and turned the key. Nothing happened! She tried it again....still nothing! Cat got out and opened the hood, scratching her head as she looked at the tangle of filthy wires. She'd just taken out her cell phone to call the auto club when a car pulled up and a woman wearing a scarf got out and walked toward her. Cat looked up as the woman removed her scarf and saw....Jamie Pressly. "Oh no!" Cat gasped and dropped her cell phone as she backed up against her car and raised her fists.