"Not so tuff after all, are you Gena Lee, honey?" Kristanna snarled as she slammed her now topless screaming rival up against the wall and brought a knee up into the blonde beauties crotch. "Big tits and a big mouth, are a bad mix, girl" Kristanna rasped as she dug her nails into Gena Lee’s full breasts, pulled her forward and delivered a mind-numbing headbutt. Gena Lee's beautiful tear-filled eyes rolled back and she slowly slid down the wall, landing on her butt hard enough it set her bare boobs bouncing.

Only a few minutes earlier all had been peaceful at the classy, posh restaurant. But there are no guarantees of perfect peace anywhere in Tinseltown; at least not when two or three hot blondes chance to meet. Gena Lee had made one mistake; but a big one! A smart-alec, off-the-cuff remark to tall beautiful Kristanna as they passed in the ladies lounge. Kristanna, already angry and bristling over some personal matter, decided to unload with both barrels and Gena Lee responded in kind. Probably, had the lovely ex-Baywatch babe not had a bit too much to drink that evening the match may have turned out differently. But she had and it didn’t!

"Hmppppfhh! Don't you look pretty tonight?" Kristanna chirped as she stared at the topless, half-naked and hurting Gena Lee. "Bet you'll watch that smart-ass mouth and never mess with me again, bitch," she hissed.

Kristanna grabbed Gena Lee by the hair and jerked her lovely head back and forth, rocking the dazed blonde from side to side before she fired a kick to her ribs. Gena Lee groaned softly as she toppled over on the bathroom floor.
"Gosh, I look a mess," Kristanna chirped as she studied her beautiful reflection in the mirror. She brushed her mussed silky blonde hair back in place, refreshed her makeup, and did a quick repair to her slightly torn tight evening gown. "Hell, nobody's gonna notice the flaws; they'll be looking at me," she assured herself. "Time to get back to the fun," she said as she headed for the door.

"Going somewhere, Kristanna?" the voice brought instant anger irritation as it blasted next to her ear. "You shouldn't be so rude and mean to people, especially other women, especially other blondes, honey," the voice purred.

Kristanna's eyes met the eyes of the beautiful unwelcome, untimely intruder, "Why Charlize Theron! Girlfriend, what a *pleasant* surprise. I thought you'd be on your knees over at that porn star club with your ‘girlfriends’ or in that ‘shut up’ bar where Natasha kicked your fat ass," Kristanna snipped with a haughty toss of her golden hair.
"You really think you're hot stuff don’t you? You're asking for a good bitch slappin'," Charlize said as she pressed her chest up into the tall blondes, getting ‘up-close and personal.’

The two tall lovelies were completely blocking the doorway when pretty petite brunette Salma Hayek walked in. She took one look and turned around, deciding she could ‘hold it’ a bit longer she shot a timid smile to the two angry blondes, taking a long look at Gena Lee’s topless form spread out on the floor before she quietly melted away, knowing full well what was going down.

“Uhhhhhh….” Gena Lee’s groan caught Charlize’s attention and she pushed Kristanna aside to study the dazed blonde on the floor.

"My, my! You really are a tough little bitch, aren’t you Kristanna? The great Gena Lee, all spread out like a buffet," Charlize chirped as she prodded Gena Lee’s bare breast with the toe of one expensive strappy sandal. "But then, she's drunk isn’t she? What’d you do, sucker punch her while she had her head in the commode?"

"What’s it to ya, Char-lez? You want some of the same?” Kristanna sneered. “I know all about you and that sick club you and your girlfriend belong to. Just say the word and I'll give you a bit of the same - and more. All ya gotta do is say, ‘Pretty please Mistress Kristanna, please kick my submissive fat ass!"

Kristanna was growing angrier by the second as she eyed the gorgeous tall blonde, studying her face, her stance, staring into her beautiful eyes. Charlize met her stare with quiet steadiness, searching for the first signs of fear, of weakness and, yes, that glow of catfight lust. Her eyes slowly lowered to Kristanna’s erect nipples which seemed to be shouting out their excitement as they pushed hard against the sheer silky fabric of her bodice.

“Uhhhhhh….” another pained moan from Gena Lee caught Charlize’s attention. "You hurt her bad,” she said, her tone a mixture of jealousy and admiration. “That was nasty and mean, real mean, you bitch," Charlize said as she turned and knelt next to Gena Lee, one hand reaching to caress a bare breast; the other for her hair.

"AIEEEEEEEE!" Charlize yelped.

"Nobody calls me a bitch," Kristanna shouted as she grabbed a handful of her beautiful golden hair and yanked Charlize’s head back, wrenching her neck painfully. “And nobody plays with Gena Lee until I give permission!” Charlize’s scream had barely gotten past her lips when her stomach received a brutal punch. “OPPFFFF!” The lovely blonde gasped and grabbed for her attackers hair. "I'm gonna pound you next Theron, you nosy slut," Kristanna snarled as her lightning fast angry fingers ripped at her opponents hair and gown.

Charlize responded in like manner and within seconds, they’d shredded the fronts of each others gowns and freed the others beautiful twin assets. "Bitch!” “Cunt!” “Whore!” “Slut!” “Bimbo!" were some of the milder tags they verbally branded the other with as they slapped, scratched, pulled hair, tore at each others gowns and cussed a blue streak as they pulled and pushed each other around the lounge. "Ouch! My boob….leggo a my boob!” “Stop scratching my tits, dammit!” “Hey, leggo my nipples you perverted cunt!”

Their erotic pleas gave evidence to their lovely targets of choice as two lovely gowns hung down at their owners waists. “UGHHHHHH!” Charlize’s back burst in agony as Kristanna slammed her back into the sink. “Uhhh … mmmm...” Fire erupted in Charlize’s scalp and then she grunted as Kristanna's fingers yanked at her hair and a fist ricocheted off her high cheekbone. “Uhhhhhhhh! Whoaaaaa….nooooooo….oooooh!” Charlize gasped as Kristanna’s fist slammed up and dug into her belly under her naval. An incredibly strong steel cable hooked her leg and pulled her forward as two strong hands tipped her off balance and sent her down. “Arggggggh!” A solid knee cracked the small of her back followed by an erotic RIIIPPPPPPPPP that signaled her new, favorite and most expensive gown was history!

"Why Charlize, you slut!" Kristanna chirped as she noted the blondes sexy thong. "Cute little thong and no bra! What were you dressing for; your girlfriends?" Kristanna taunted as she ground her knee into the small of her whimpering rivals back; giving Charlize’s beautifully firm butt cheeks several sharp spanks. Charlize kicked wildly, screamed furiously until her screams changed to "Umpppfhh’s" when an angry strong hand clamped over her mouth and her right breast erupted in fiery pain as a thumb and forefinger captured her erect nipple and pinched down hard.

"Gena Lee got off easy compared to what's in store for you, Charlize *honey*," Kristanna hissed as she jerked back on her captives head. "Lets get the other one," Kristanna laughed as she released the captive breast, shifted her weight and leaned to the side.

Whumppffh! A mighty buck of Charlize’s pelvis and torso rocketed every strong gorgeous muscle in unison sending her opponent flying off. Wham! Wham! The two painful kicks were acknowledged with shrieks as Kristanna’s face blanched white and her hands dropped to her groin. “Umppppfh!” Kristana grunted as she found herself being jerked to her feet courtesy her rivals painful dual nipple hold. “Aieeeeeeee!”

"These little knobs must control the volume," Charlize muttered a mischievious smirk encompassing her face as she relished the tall blondes painful protests. Thud. “Uhhhhh!” Thud. “Uhhhhh!” Double knee blows to the groin. Slap! Slap! Slap! Each blistering slap sent Kristanna reeling.

Rippppppp! "No, uhhhh, my gown, please…Noooooo!!"

"Oh shut up you big blonde baby,” Charlize hissed. “You stripped me, so now I'm gonna strip you!"

Charlize continued her blistering bitch-slapping assault and added her "rip and strip" routine. Soon the dazed screaming Kristanna was stripped to her stockings, panties, garters. "Aren't we decked out for fun tonight!" Charlize razzed her rival, knocking her to the ground with a forearm smash across her chest. Kristanna tumbled to the carpet and Charlize was all over her, snapping garters, clawing her stockings until she’d relieved her of every shred of her sexy dainties as she barely made it to her feet. "Think you're tough, huh, just because you play the tough bitch? This isn't Hollywood tonight, blondie, so take this!" WHAM! Charlize’s fist rocketed into Kristanna’s perfectly positioned chin, snapping her head back.

As Kristanna stumbled and fell forward Charlize grabbed her from behind, reached up and latched onto her beautiful breasts. “Arggggh! Aiieeeee! My boobs, leggo a my boobs….pleaseeee!" Kristanna bawled as Charlize got a good grip on her breasts and began to squeeze, twist and pinch the firm mounds tenaciously. Kristanna staggered around the room bawling, writhing, screaming trying desperately to pry her captors hands from her "pride and joys." “Uhhhhhh!” Charlize's long leg snaked in fast; Kristanna groaned as she found herself falling; two long beautiful legs scissored her. “Ummmmphhhh!” The tall, naked blonde gasped for air, her beautiful strong and soon to be victorious captor enjoying the sounds of her frantic labored gasps for air.

"Learn any new lessons tonight, Kristanna dear?" Charlize whispered in her once arrogant rivals ear. Kristanna’s once defiant protests turned to whimpered pleas as Charlize dished out serious breast and nipple torment, then tightened her scissors to the point of no return. "Such a beautiful body for such a baaaadddd bitch; what a waste," Charlize bemoaned as she began to playfully tweak her captives nipples.

“Ouchhhh! NoooOooooo…..,” Kristanna gasped at the new, painful tugging pulls at her crotch.

"Nooooo, you wouldn't would you?" Kristanna’s plaintive question was barely audible.

"But Kristanna, I'm a bitch…and I love girls! Don't you remember what you accused me of?" Charlize chirped, her face morphing into one big smile as she playfully nibbled Kristanns ear.

“Uhhhhhh!”

"Oh Hi Gena! Looks like you're recovered. Listen, Kristanna wants to say she's sorry and hey, you wanna join us?"