Survivor: Charlize Theron vs. Angie Everhart by Bob (and Ginny)

When Charlize Theron agreed to catfight Angie on TV, neither woman imagined what producer/director Mark Burnett had in mind. The only things he told them was that they were to wear evening gowns and heels and the winner would get "one million dollars" while the loser got five-hundred thousand....oh, and that the fight would be televised! They two were looking forward to a Survivor Fight - as Mark had called it and they were both ready to fight when they arrived in Panama, the site of "Survivor All Stars." The sassy redhead knew of Charlize's reputation as a fighter, but Angie was sure she could win a catfight with the wiry blonde little difficulty. The two beauties sat quietly on the plane, contemplating the upcoming fight as Burnett left them alone, not talking to either contestant. He could feel the intensity of the two ex-models and it was obvious to him that their hatred had only grown during the overnight flight and the longer they sat without talking, the rougher the fight would be.

Charlize and Angie; a dream match-up if ever there was one! Both tall and beautiful, both feisty and tough, both great fighters, one blonde and the other a redhead. This would be a big moneymaker for Mark and a totally new concept in reality TV. Mark already had several networks bidding to buy the fight. He knew once he returned and showed his bidders the footage, the ante would go sky-high if the two pugilists tore each other apart. As they boarded a boat to take them to their final destination, both beauties avoided looking at the other. Charlize had fought this fight a thousand times (in her mind) during the flight and Angie had done the same. As soon as the two women stepped off the boat onto the beach, the fighters started glaring at each other.

Finally the tall redhead spoke, "You better watch your ass Theron; I'm pretty nasty and I'm gonna get you."

Charlize smiled disdainfully, but kept her mouth shut; she believed actions spoke louder than words and intended to let her actions speak volumes! After landing on the island, they walked to the beach area where the fight would be held. Angie thought fighting in an evening gown and heels was a bit bizarre - especially on a sandy beach - and the attire wouldn't have been her first choice, but winning a million dollars would make the fight worthwhile.

Suddenly, Charlize took the redhead by surprise when she said, "I'm not sure I want to do this!"

Of course, the tall blonde was playing with the redhead's head and Angie couldn't help laughing. "I can't believe it! You're a friggin coward."

"Yeah, I am," Charlize mumbled as she stared at the redhead. "I don't want to fight; you're going to kill me."

"Too late to back down," the redhead said. "I didn't fly all this way and get on the damned boat to win by forfeit. I'm going to kick your ass whether you fight back or not."

The blonde tried to think of the saddest thing that she could, then suddenly her tears welled up and started to cry. "I told you I don't want to fight," she pouted. Her hatred for Angie had driven her to the brink! Never before had she played head games with an opponent to this extent and the head games were working too; Angie couldn't stop laughing.

Angie’s contempt for the self-styled 'Queen of Catfighting' was growing stronger and stronger the more the tall blonde whined and protested. Never had Angie seen anything more pathetic or ridiculous. Finally, she sneered, "Cut the bullshit! Let's get this over with!"

But as Angie started to move toward her, the leggy South African beauty started to back away from her, eyeing her closely and waiting for the redhead to drop her guard so she could make a move. Finally, when Angie moved too close, her eyes went wide as Charlize threw a nasty punch that caught the surprised redhead in the mouth. Angie rocked back on her heels and quickly grabbed her face to see if her lip was bleeding but when she looked down, there was no blood on her hand.

The angry redhead put her hands on her hips and glared defiantly at the blonde, "Now I see why you don't wanna fight; you hit like a fuckin' girl!"

This time it was Angie playing with Charlize's head! When Charlize didn't answer, Angie fired a punch, hitting Charlize in the nose with a hard left and blood started dripping from her nose. Despite the blood, Charlize wasn't impressed with the redhead's punching power either and said, "You aren't as strong as I thought you'd be!"

"Oh really!" exclaimed the redhead. "Well's what's that dripping from your nose?"

"A little blood doesn't bother me, Sugar. You're going to have to hit a lot harder if you want to win. It's time for me to stop playing." She kicked Angie in the stomach and as the redhead doubled over, Charlize followed with a right to Angie's mouth. Much to her surprise, Angie not only didn't go down but she didn't even seem to be bothered!

Angie looked at Charlize, smiled and said, "And you're going to have to hit and kick a lot harder if you wanna stop me."

Charlize's eyes opened wide, shocked that her punch and kick hadn’t so much as fazed Angie. Then Angie slapped Charlize again, cuffing her with a backhand that momentarily buckled the big blondes knees! Charlize gasped as Angie grabbed the front of her dress and jerked her upright, but Charlize quickly retaliated by grabbing the tough redhead's hair and pulling Angie forward as she drove her knee upward, slamming it low in Angie’s belly. Angie groaned and started to drop to her knees as Charlize raised her hands, clasped them over her head and smashed them down on the back of Angie’s neck. The tough redhead's knees buckled but as they hit the sand she tore open the front of Charlize’s expensive designer gown loaned to her specially for this show. Angie screamed out loud as Charlize drove two more double ax-handle punches down onto her back, pummeling her into the sand flat on her chest and stomach!

With her torn open dress hanging off her shoulders and her bare breasts jiggling, Charlize lifted the redhead to her knees again, this time using a double handful of hair, then the blonde fury stomped on Angie's head with her right foot and again slammed Angie facefirst into the sand, her breasts flattening against her chest. Grinning, Charlize stomped her right foot on the small of Angie's back and began grinding her heel into the small of Angie's back. The pain was unbearable, but what was worse, Angie couldn't believe how easily Charlize was taking her apart! She had to do something to neutralize the blonde and she had to do it fast or she'd be toast!

Not realizing she'd pushed the redhead to the point where Angie questioned whether or not she had what it took to beat her, Charlize continued to inflict more pain and more punishment; grinding her shoe into Angie's aching back until she unexpectedly lifted her foot from her back. The sudden release of pressure caught Angie by surprise and the redhead started to get up, but suddenly Charlize leaped on her back and Angie’s arms and legs collapsed from the force of the impact as Charlize's body slammed into her back, once more flattening her body on the sand.

Despite the pain, Angie wanted to win the million dollars and she decided to make a move. The powerful redhead reached back and wrapped her left arm around Charlize's head, pulling her into a headlock. Once she was sure she could roll the blonde off her, Angie started squeezing Charlize's head with all of her might. Charlize knew what Angie had planned and countered by grabbing a handful of red hair in her left hand and digging the nails of her right into the bare part of Angie's back exposed in the backless evening gown she was wearing.

Angie screamed loudly, "Get your fuckin' talons outta my back, you blond bitch!"

Charlize yanked Angie's head as hard as she could, forcing the redhead to release her headlock and as soon as Angie released her, Charlize let go of the redhead's hair and withdrew her nails from Angie's back. Charlize punched Angie in the back three times, got up, grabbed Angie's hair and swung her around so Charlize was standing in front of her rival. Charlize took a step back and waited as the redhead tried to get up and once Angie was on her knees, Charlize delivered a hard kick to Angie's chest! Her foot slammed into the deep crevice between Angie's full breasts and the pain was intense!

Angie went sprawling, landing on her side and rolling face down on the sand after Charlize let go of her hair. As Angie lay gasping and holding her chest, Charlize again stepped behind Angie, straddled the redhead’s back and grabbed Angie's left arm with both hands. She pulled and twisted the redhead's arm backward until she had her arm pinned on her back.

The redhead screamed as the pain from the hammerlock was intense! Once she had pinned Angie's arm behind her, Charlize started pushing Angie's wrist up toward her head. She let go of Angie's arm with her left hand and grabbed the back of Angie's head, forcing her red face down into the sand.

As Angie screamed, Charlize hissed, "Still think I'm afraid?"

The pain Charlize was applying to the hammerlock was unbearable! Angie's arm hurt nearly as bad as her back had when Charlize was digging her nails in Angie's bare flesh. Angie thought about trying a haymaker, but she was tired and both of her arms felt as if they weighed a ton. Angie turned and glared back at Charlize over her shoulder, her feet beating up and down, flinging sand in all directions.

Grinning down at Angie, Charlize put one foot on the back of Angie’s head to pin it in the sand, kept one hand on her arm to maintain the hammerlock, then she pulled up Angie’s dress and began to spank!! Angie let out a long, loud wail as the first CRACK of bare palm on cheek echoed across the beach. Then her butt cheeks involuntarily clenched and she screamed again as Charlize dropped her hand as second time. As soon as Angie’s muscles relaxed, Charlize smacked her again, causing her muscles to tighten. The cruel blonde settled into a regular rhythmic paddling…CRACK… CRACK… WHACK, WHACK! CRACK…. CRACK…. WHACK, WHACK! CRACK… CRACK… WHACK, WHACK!

The constant clenching and unclenching of Angie’s glutes had another (unintended) effect as well and her body suddenly shuddered as she experienced a strong orgasm! Then - much to Mark and Charlize’s surprise - the redhead’s body suddenly lurched and she slumped forward, sprawled on her stomach in the sand. Charlize, still not sure just what had happened, stopped spanking and stood up, then posed with a foot on Angie's back as she raised her arms in victory. She continued to stand with her foot on Angie's back until it was obvious the struggle had taken a debilitating toll on the redhead.

Mark Burnett told Charlize, "Looks like you're the winner!"

Charlize lifted her foot from Angie's back, smiled at Burnett, then dropped to her knees in the sand and slowly slumped backward over Angie’s body, laying on her back with her legs spread-eagled across Angie’s butt and thighs. Although she wanted to get up and celebrate, she was too exhausted and in a lot of pain. While Burnett had declared her the winner, she didn't feel like one! Charlize continued to lay without moving, flat on her back, until Angie finally came to several minutes later; dizzy and unsure of what happened or where she was.

Angie lifted her head and looked around, asking Burnett, "What happened?"

Charlize slowly sat up and smiled, "I won. Want a rematch? I’ll paddle that over paid ass some more!"

When Angie realized what had happened, she slowly shook her head ‘no’ then slumped back in the sand and closed her eyes. Sensing the fight was definitely over, Charlize also fell back and the two brawlers lay side-by-side on the sand while Burnett’s crew gathered up their equipment, then he helped both women up. The crew helped lift the two battered and beaten fighters into the boat, then they took off.

While he chatted with his crew in the cabin, Burnett kept an eye on Charlize and Angie sitting in the back of the boat; Charlize at first clutching her torn dress together over her bosom, but when she thought no one was looking, she relaxed and let it fall open. Angie stood across the deck from the blonde, still unable to sit after the butt-blistering Charlize had given her. After a few minutes, it looked like Charlize was shouting something to Angie who sullenly shook her head ‘no’. Charlize stood up, fists clenched and again appeared to scream at Angie, then pointed to the deck at her feet. Angie slowly stood and walked over to Charlize, her head bowed, then dropped to her knees in front of the Golden Goddess. Burnett grinned as he saw Angie looking up at Charlize and saw the hungry grin on Charlize’s face as she bobbed her head, ‘yes.’

Angie slid both hands up under Charlize’s dress, pushing it up to the blonde’s waist as she bent forward and pressed her flushed face between Charlize’s wide-spread legs. As Angie held Charlize’s legs behind the thighs with both hands, she leaned forward on her knees, her head slowly bobbing up and down as she licked the length of the blonde actresses dripping slit. Charlize closed her eyes and tilted her head back, her hands holding the railing behind her ass as she arched her back, enjoying the building climax Angie’s skilled tongue was causing.

Then someone said something and Burnette turned away for just a split second to respond. At that second, he heard a loud scream followed by a splash! He spun around and saw the tall redhead still on her knees by the railing; laughing hysterically. Charlize was nowhere in sight!

"What the hell happened?" Mark asked, rushing to Angie; looking around and finally seeing Charlize’s blond head bobbing in the water in the boat’s receding wake. Angie finally stopped laughing after a minute or two as the boat slowed and began a long turnaround.

"The dip needed to go for a dip to cool off." Seeing Mark’s puzzled look, Angie explained, "We talked awhile and Miss High and Mighty thought I should show her how I’d accepted my ‘lowly status.’ So I started to do what she wanted, then I grabbed her legs and dumped her horny ass in the drink. Now, are you really sure she won….or did I outwit, outthink and outsmart her?"