Hollywood Reporter headline: AJ's Brief History of Hell!

It was a dark and stormy night! A tropical storm had blown in from the Pacific and the streets outside the Porn Star Fight Club (PSFC) were ankle deep with water backed up from the overworked storm drains - and the forecasters expected another 8-10 hours of the same! AJ Cook agreed two weeks ago to go to the club with girlfriend - and fellow 'Criminal Minds' castmate - 29 year old blonde Sarah Carter. The two Canadian's, both former dancers, became friends on the set of the 2003 movie 'Final Destination 2' and when they reunited for the TV show, their relationship became that of 'more than friends.'

Sarah, who had spent her first year after high school attending a jet-set boarding school in Switzerland had promised to show AJ "how the other half lives" and tonight was to be Cook's 'coming out' party, as Sarah jokingly referred to their trip to LA's world famous Porn Star Fight Club.

Sarah showed her card to the bouncer at the door and signed in AJ as her 'guest'. After checking their soaking wet raincoats and umbrellas, the two hot blondes made a beeline for the bar. No sooner were they seated than a naked waitress appeared at their table to take their drink orders. While AJ studied the drink menu, Sarah slowly ran her hand up the back leg of the tall blonde and curled her fingers up under her butt to caress her pubic mound.

"It's nice to see you back again, Ms. Sarah," the waitress purred to Carter; her tall, tight, body shivering as the petite blonde's skillful fingers stoked her fire to a state of full, moist, arousal. "What would you ladies like this evening? The special is ‘tongue’. If you’re interested, you could have it served tableside - or in one of our private rooms."

"We'll have champagne cocktails to start," Sarah said, giving the woman’s full ass a squeeze with a leering smirk. "Since that’s about the only ‘cock’ you can get here…unless you’re willing to settle for something artificial.”

"Yes ma'am," the waitress said. "I'll be right back with your drinks."

“OK,” AJ said, looking up from the menu and glancing around the dimly lit club. “You brought me here because I said I wanted to meet Charlize Theron. So how do I find her?”

Sarah threw back her head and laughed out loud, drawing interested glances from several women at nearby tables. “You should pay closer attention and stop trying to hide your face behind that menu. Who do you think it was just took our drink order?”

AJ sat upright with a start and turned in her seat, swiveling her head frantically, “Where? Which way did she go? I gotta talk to her. She helped Casta get out of that manager’s lecherous clutches and I need her help to do the same thing. I can't take his crap a day longer, I've gotta get somebody’s help.”

“Relax hon, she’ll be back in a minute or two and then I’ll introduce you to the ‘Golden Goddess’. And if you REALLY want to get on her good side, stroke her pussy and tell her how surprised you are to find an actress whose carpet and drapes match. She’s a ‘natural blond’ and damn proud if that. That’s why she lets her pubic hair grow - well, that and because the club requires their waitresses to keep it long so customers can grab it to get their attention,” she added with a snicker.

“Besides,” Sarah added, “you can’t let on how desperate you are. These dykes are all predatory bitches. Unspeakable acts are, like, the norm, in this place...hell, the cure could be worst than the disease if you get in bed with these porn star sluts.”

AJ wiped a tear from her eye and protested, “Sarah, you have no idea how bad it’s gotten. That dirty old man can't keep his cold, clammy, hands offa me. He fondles me constantly and makes the most awful lewd remarks about my body. I swear, he gives me the creeps...”

“Yeah,” Sarah says. “I know. Same thing happened with my first manager; but that's how things are. This is the life we’ve chosen, after all. Besides, if you win fights, he'll reward you with some of the good stuff.”

“Oh really?” AJ sneered. “Like the ‘good stuff’ he's filled Jessica Biel with? Have you seen her lately? The girl has to shave… and I’m not talking her legs; I mean her chin. In fact, she has to shave her chest down to her dic... her navel. Oh, fuck, never mind! And that's another thing...Biel’s gotten so damn butch! With that voice of hers, she could sing bass for the Oak Ridge Boys.... Sarah, if Charlize can't help get me outta there, I don't know what I'll do. I might just quit show biz and open a leather goods shop.”

“I thought that was why she left his stable,” Sarah said, surprised. “She told everyone she wasn’t… ‘comfortable’ I think was the word she used… with some of his practices. We all assumed she meant the steroids. But,” Sarah giggled, “if you’re serious about quitting, I can talk to the club management. They’d probably welcome a shop downstairs. They’ve sure got a market for ‘leather’ - judging from the wardrobes on the dommes I’ve seen at the parties here!”

“But don’t do anything rash. There must be a better way of getting out from under his thumb. If you get into this den of inequity, there's no telling what'll happen to you. And you know I care for you, hon,” Sarah said, reaching up to caress AJ’s cheek.

Cook caught her wrist, looked at her hand, the same one she’d had between Charlize’s legs. AJ pulled Sarah’s fingers into her mouth and sucked on them, then smiled. “Ummmm, is that what Oscar winning pussy tastes like? I could get used to that!”

“Hell!” Sarah said, pulling her hand away. “You better stay focused on the problem at hand. And you don't know that's true about Biel’s leaving. If you’re just taking her word for it - or that manager’s - I wouldn’t believe anything either of them says.”

AJ pouted, “Well, I know he has boys come for sleepovers and they’re damn sure doing more than playing twister. One night, I walked in on him with one of them. He turned bright red and slammed the door in my face. I’m outta there; I don't care what it takes…I'll go to any lengths...”

“OK! I get it!” Sarah interrupted, glancing around nervously. “Jeez, keep your voice down. If you’re that bound and determined, I’ll introduce you. Lord knows, I won't let you get sucked into this nest of vipers without someone watching your back. And be careful what you say to Theron. I mean, she comes off as nice and sweet - ‘the perfect sub’ is what that call her - but everyone here is under the thumb of club management and anything they hear gets back to those in charge. And they’re not above blackmailing girls - believe me….some of the stories I’ve heard would curl your pubic hair.”

“Here she comes!” AJ said, her voice quivering with excitement. “What should I do?”

“Don’t do anything,” Sarah said, putting a hand on AJ’s arm to calm her. “Let me do most of the talking. Once I introduce you, please…whatever she wants, you play it cool; hard to get. You got me? I know she’ll want something from you if she’s to help you, although I doubt she’ll be able to do much.”

Charlize returned carrying a tray with two drinks on it, then carefully bent her knees and set a drink in front of each of the blondes. Sarah chuckled as she introduced AJ to their waitress. "AJ, this is the great Charlize Theron, an Oscar winning actress. She waited on me last time I was in here with Christina Ricci. Everything Chrissie said about Charlize's kissing was 100% on the mark. I checked and all the girls here swear she has a verrrrry, verrrrry, talented tongue." Charlize blushed bright red. “Charlize, this is AJ Cook, maybe you’ve seen her on ‘Criminal Minds’ on CBS?”

Charlize shook her head, “Sorry, but I don’t watch TV. Have you done any real acting; movies; the stage?”

AJ’s mouth opened but she was so shocked she couldn’t form a reply. Seeing her distress, Sarah stuck up for her g/f. “Hey, bitch!” she snarled. “She was in ‘Final Destination 2’ and ‘Misconception’ - both of them with ME. That’s where we first hooked up…Final Destination. You forget your place here…waitress!”

Charlize lowered her eyes, “Sorry ma’am. I didn’t mean…”

“Forget it Charlize,” AJ gushed like an excited fan. “You don’t mind if I call you Charlize do you?” When Theron mumbled she didn’t mind, AJ went crazy. "Ohmygawd!" she gasped. "I can't believe I'm being WAITED ON by an Oscar winner. This place is sooooo cool. I wish I'd found out about it years ago."

"Well, Theron's an impressive talent… for a waitress,” Sarah sniped snarkily. “Of course, she's not the only Oscar winner they have. A couple of months ago, Nicole Kidman was our dinner table." When AJ looked confused, Sarah explained, "Nicole lay on her back nude and we ate sushi off her body with chopsticks. You want to see a sight; watch someone dipping hoisen sauce outta Kidman's belly button - and don't get me started about what they did with her perky breasts..."

“I can ONLY imagine,” AJ grinned, her eyes roaming up and down Charlize’s naked body hungrily. “Maybe…”

"Will there be anything else?" Charlize demurely inquired, interrupting the TV actress’ lewd thoughts.

“Yes,” AJ said. “Sit down, I’d like to talk to you; ask a favor.” She patted the chair next to her, but Charlize looked uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry,” she explained, “but I’m not allowed to sit with the customers.” She thought a moment, then smiled. “Of course, if you’d like to buy a lap dance…” Sarah rolled her eyes and muttered something AJ didn’t hear.

“I’d love a lap dance,” AJ said, pulling her chair back from the table and slapping her palm on her thigh. “Put that hot little money-maker down here and let’s see what other talents you have besides acting…”

Charlize waved to the bartender and gestured down at AJ. A few seconds later, a woman appeared at the table and chatted with Sarah, then wrote down her name and membership number on a slip. She handed a copy to Sarah and then told Charlize, “Alright, one lap dance, bought and paid for. Her girlfriend’s picking up the tab, so make this one specially hot. I’ll get one of the other girls to cover your section while you perform.”

AJ grinned as Charlize straddled her thighs and began to rub her bare breasts in AJ’s face. While the big blonde writhed on her lap, AJ leaned forward, grabbed Charlize’s ass with both hands and pulled her into her, then slipped her hands under and between Charlize’s spread thighs and wiggled her fingers into the moist opening of her sex. Theron moaned as AJ’s fingers entered her, found her clit and began to stroke with a slow, steady, well-practiced rhythm. AJ craned her neck, leaned in and whispered in Charlize’s ear, telling her about her problems with her manager and how she needed Charlize’s help to get out of her contract, “….like you helped get Casta out of her contract what that slug.”

AJ told Charlize about the dirty, devious and underhanded dealings her manager had been involved in, “And that’s just the stuff I know about firsthand. Some girls who’ve been there longer tell me it’s going to get worse the longer I stay. I’ll do anything you want if you can figure out a way to get me out of my contract,” she moaned as Charlize ground herself on AJ’s belly. “Just tell me what you want, I’ll find a way to get it for you. I promise,” AJ gasped as Charlize suddenly arched her back and climaxed; her hot juices spilling into AJ’s open palm.

“Oh damn!” a tall brunette waitress with heavy-hanging bare breasts gasped as she arrived behind Sarah to take their orders and saw Charlize’s body tense, shudder and then release. Sarah turned and looked into the face of Charlize’s new girlfriend, Cat Bell! From Cat’s icy glare, she knew Cat wasn’t at all pleased to see her naked lover getting off on the nubile blond - a rival TV actress!

Sarah couldn’t help herself and burst out laughing at the look on Cat’s crestfallen face. She grabbed the stunned big brunette and pulled her down across her lap, pinning her with a hand on her back, then gave Cat’s ripe, round, raised, rump a series of hard spanks before the stunned Cat was able to wriggle free and scramble to her feet, her face bright red.

“You little bitc…” Cat began.

Just then the manager, a powerfully built black woman wearing a leather dominatrix’ outfit, stepped in, grabbed Cat by the arm and spun her around. “Is there a problem here, ladies?” she asked Sarah, her eyes narrowed as she glared at Cat who averted her gaze and kept silent.

“Your waitress seemed a little out of sorts when this one,” Sarah pointed at Theron, “gave my girlfriend a lap dance. I dunno what the deal is, but it ruined a beautiful moment for us.”

“Bell,” the woman snarled angrily, “get back to your station. The cost of that dance is coming outta your hide.” Then she turned to Sarah and assured her the charges would be taken off of her bill.

Sarah grinned and asked, “How about we keep this blonde the rest of the evening…you can add any cost to our tab - let the brunette pay for her too.”

The dominatrix looked at Theron, then Bell and smiled. She nodded in silent acknowledgment of a great payback. “An excellent idea, I’m sure the boss won’t have any problem with it. Consider it done.”

As the dominatrix led the crestfallen Cat away, AJ wrapped her arms around Charlize’s waist and buried her face between Theron’s small, but perky, breasts. “Now we’ve got all night to work out a plan for my freedom,” AJ purred as her lips fastened onto one of Charlize’s long, hard, erect nipples and suckled like a hungry baby while Charlize moaned and sighed happily.

With her sexual needs satisfied for the moment, Charlize is nothing but sweet to AJ; cooing understandingly as she pours out her concerns about her “unfair contract” and the odious burdens her manager is imposing on her. “He refused to let Biel fight me when I was the top contender,” Charlize said. “Even after he'd bulked her up until she looked like a fullback. Casta told me all about what he wanted from her - and that’s why she left. If you’re really that eager to get out of your contract, I can make it happen, but you’ll have to do something for me first.”

“What?” AJ asked eagerly. “I’ll do anything to get free of that clod.”

Charlize explained, “I’m responsible for putting on the show in the arena tonight, and PJ Sparxx partner hasn’t showed. If you fill in and take her place, I’ll consider your debt paid in full. Then I’ll make your manager see his way clear to let you out of your contract. I did it for ‘La Tits’ and I can make it happen for you too.”

Sarah interrupted. “You said Sparxx’s ‘partner’? What kind of partnership is it? Just what would AJ have to do in your show. I don’t want her fucking like a hundred dykes or something. She’s my girl and I’d just as soon she wasn’t subjected to that kind of abuse. I know what goes on here.”

“You can relax,” Charlize assured Sarah. “PJ Sparxx is supposed to box someone tonight. I know AJ is pretty good - I mean for a TV actress - and besides, my ex-girlfriend Sunny is going to referee, so everything is under control. She’ll watch out for AJ and make sure she isn’t hurt in the unlikely event she doesn’t win easily as I expect her to.”

“I don’t know…sounds pretty iffy to me,” Sarah said. “I better talk it over with her.”

Charlize angrily snaps, “Shut-up, dammit! Don’t do anything to queer this deal. AJ knows what's in her own best interest.” Then she quickly calms back down and tells Sarah, “Look, you can watch the fight from Sunny’s suite next to the control room. At the first sign of anything you don’t like, we just tell the director in the booth. She’s in constant communication with Sunny and will have her shut down the fight. Besides, why would I do anything to jeopardize AJ when she’s going to be my newest hot fighter once I get her away from that dumb manager of hers!”

Sarah appears mollified and admitted, "Well, I had wanted AJ to get a little action tonight. I guess this is as good a way as any. Yeah, go ahead and line it up for us, will you dear!" she purred, patting Charlize’s bare bum to send her on her way.

Charlize walked away and the two blondes watched her muscular glutes ripple as she swayed in her high heels. AJ leaned in and kissed Sarah and purred in her ear, "So, have you and Theron ever...."

Sarah shook her head. "Not yet, but it’s no secret she has a thing for small girls like Ricci and Jada Pinkett...and me. She likes to think she’s a tough dominant and plays at being in charge."

"Really?" said AJ surprised. "I thought if she’s working here as just a waitress, she'd be a natural bottom?"

"Oh, she is!" Sarah agreed. "Definitely. All the more reason she likes to party with 'little people' when she can. You know what happened don't you?" AJ shook her head so Sarah told her the story. "She was sneaking around behind Sunny McKay's back with Catherine Bell and when Sunny found out, all hell broke loose. McKay runs this club backed by a bunch of tough black porn stars. She made sure Theron and Bell felt her wrath. She's got them waiting tables, giving lap dances, and fighting in the ring on weekends. All of a sudden, Charlize is 'extra motivated' to give customers whatever they want…" she chuckled, “…so she can get out of Sunny’s dog house.”

Then looking up, Sarah recognized a familiar face across the room. "Hey, excuse me for a moment, willies? I see an old friend I want to talk to..." she said, getting up and disappearing into the crowd.

AJ sipped her champagne cocktail and, a few minutes later, Charlize came prancing back across the dance floor; her hips twisting and turning as she tried - in vain - to avoid being spanked on her award-winning ass by the hands reaching out to swipe at and grope her. She finally reached the table and handed Cook a Scotch. She sat down on AJ’s lap again and told her, "Here, I thought this might help relax you. Finish your drink and I'll take you to a dressing room and help you get ready for your bout. You and Sparxx will be the first fight on the card."

As AJ sipped her drink, she continued unburdening herself about her trials with (and fears of) her boss. Breaking down in tears, AJ confessed to a very sympathetic Theron, “Oh, Charlize, you won't believe what turns him on. He didn't know I was watching, but he was trying on padded bras and girdles with spike heels; babbling about bringing ‘the kindergarten boys’ over for a sleep-in! I swear, it sounded as bad as ‘Neverland’."

Charlize listened in silence, aware that AJ’s manager wasn’t the only ‘nut case’ boxing manager around. She’d had plenty of experience with them and, when the time was right, thought maybe she’d share some stories with her. But for now, Charlize’s duty was to the Pornstar Club - which meant getting AJ into the ring to face PJ Sparxx for the evening’s entertainment of the membership.

AJ tossed back the last of her Scotch, slammed the glass on the table and stood up. "Let's go big girl; lead on."

As they were leaving the lounge, Sarah Carter re-joined them; insinuating herself between the two women. "So, where are you two off to?" she asked looking up at Charlize and glaring possessively.

Charlize started to reply, but AJ beat her to it. "I'm gonna go get ready to fight. Charlize has arranged everything and we’re heading to my dressing room now to change. She’s gonna help me pick out an appropriate costume, right Char?"

Sarah looked at Charlize and her eyes narrowed. "AJ is capable of undressing herself, Theron. She doesn’t need help…but if anyone’s going to get her in and out of her clothes, I’ll be the one doing it. You clear?”

Charlize blinked in surprise and snapped angrily, "I'm just doing my job; making the arrangements and helping her get ready. I don’t care if you want to help her, but they’ve got very strict rules - only the fighters and club staff are allowed backstage, I’m sorry. But here’s a pass to the executive suite, why don’t you go up and wait for me there. I’ll join you as soon as I can. AJ’s first up on the card, so it shouldn’t be more than a couple of minutes."

“Alright!” Sarah said, tossing her hair with an air of disbelief. “I still think I oughta tag along…to keep an eye on my girl; there’s no telling what you might try once you get her alone…but I guess I don’t have a choice.”

Then Sarah grabbed Theron’s shoulder and pulled her away from AJ. “But if you wanna grope someone, play with yourself! And you can tell your ‘Sparky’ she’s in for a rough night. And I want YOU with me during the fight,” she told Charlize. “…in case I need somebody to fetch drinks or eat my pussy while my girlfriend kicks that over-the-hill pornstar’s old, fat, saggy ass!

Sarah gave Charlize’s bare bottom a sharp SLAP and grabbed a handful of her firm derriere, then pushed the tall blonde toward the hall leading to the dressing rooms. Holding AJ back by the elbow, Sarah hissed a warning, “You watch your ass in there, hon; these kinky porn types can NOT be trusted. I’ll be watching and God help Theron if they so much as THINK about double-crossing you!”

* * * *

In Cook’s dressing room, Charlize stepped behind AJ, reached around and started to unbutton her blouse. The blonde spun around and pushed Theron away, grabbed the front of her unbuttoned blouse and gasped, “Wha…what are you doing?”

“I’m sorry,” Charlize mumbled. “I thought you knew…” AJ stared at her in stunned shock as she continued, “…all fights are in the nude. I assumed you knew because…” she hesitated a beat, then said with a sly grin, “…Sarah knew it. In fact, she was the one told me you both understood the rules.”

AJ looked incredulous and gasped, “Sarah KNEW this?”

Charlize just shrugged, “Well, she said she did, sure. What’s the big deal anyway, it’s not like half of Hollywood hasn’t seen the goods already.” AJ just stared at her speechless. Charlize smirked, “Oh come off it love, you think the club doesn’t know about that ‘private home video’ you and your previous girlfriend made? It’s been making the rounds for over a year. Why do you think that - all of a sudden - your agent’s been inundated with offers? Hell, it’s the best career move you could’ve made …no wonder so many girls are doing ‘em.”

“But I…” AJ protested as Charlize swept in and pulled her into her arms, rubbing and stroking her back and murmuring reassuringly in her ear as she undressed AJ - who just stood in mute shock, letting the tall blonde goddess remove her clothing one piece at a time.

Once she had AJ naked, Charlize stood behind her and massaged her shoulders, telling her, “You’re tight as a drum, hon. Let me loosen up those muscles before you go out there or you could pull something. Here, sit on the table and I’ll work out those nasty old kinks.” Standing behind AJ, Charlize began to work the knotted muscles at the base of AJ’s neck, slowly working down her back; kneading the tight sinews until AJ’s body began to relax ever so slightly. “That’s it, close your eyes and lean back against me,” Charlize purred softly. “Just let go of all that tension. Think about what you’re going to do to PJ Sparxx…”

“Ummmmmmmmm,” AJ moaned as Charlize’ skillful manipulation of her body eased the tension. “I’m so going to whip that washed-up, has-been’s, behind!”

“That’s the spirit,” Charlize breathed in her ear. “Don’t let her big time reputation intimidate you. You’re a TV star and she’s just one of those porn wenches. You’ve got it all over her in class….here, lay back and let me do something that will really relax you. You don’t want to go into the ring against her all tensed up and nervous. You need to relax…”

She pushed AJ onto her back, then wedged her hands between the younger blondes knees and slowly spread her legs. AJ tried to resist, but Charlize purred and ran her fingers up and down the inside of AJ’s thighs until she relaxed and allowed her legs to spread wide apart. As Charlize leaned in, her hot breath fluttered the silken strands of AJ’s pubic hair.

At the first long, slow, lick of her moist slit, AJ’s body arched and her torso heaved into the air, then she slowly slumped back down onto her back. “That’s it,” Charlize sighed as her tongue cleaved the furrow between AJ’s rapidly swelling labia. “Let ol’ Charlie take you places you’ve never been before.”

For the next five minutes, Charlize licked, laved, flicked and fingered the younger blonde until AJ shuddered to one climax after another until her sweaty body lay panting and shivering beneath Charlize’s upper body as she lay between her spread legs with her arms draped over AJ’s thighs and her cheek nestled on AJ’s pubic mound.

Just as AJ was catching her breath, the door to her dressing room opened and Sunny McKay walked in. She stopped short and took in the sight of her former lover and the flushed blonde actress. “I guess I don’t have to tell you to relax and you’ll be fine,” Sunny chuckled as she walked over and playfully swatted Charlize’s butt. “Come on Cookie, it’s time for your Porn Star Club debut. I can’t tell you how please I am that Theron saw fit to give you a proper ‘warming up’ - we have so many girls show up here for their first match and are so nervous they pee themselves before their fight. You’re gonna do great!”

Sunny took AJ’s elbow and as she led her out the door into the hall leading to the ring, AJ looked back over her shoulder at Charlize who struggled to her feet, breathless after her long lingual workout on AJ. Theron shrugged the tightness from her shoulders as she headed upstairs where she would rejoin Sarah Carter in the executive suite where, together, they’d watch the fight.

* * * *

Charlize knew her role and vowed to do her best to fulfill the role assigned to her by her ex-lover; not from any affection or sense of duty to Sunny, but simply to protect her current inamorata, Cat Bell, who would suffer at Sunny’s hands if she failed to do as ordered. She smiled as she opened the door and stepped into the plushly appointed suite where - usually - the Queen of the PSFC would be watching with her chosen consort. Tonight, of course, Queen McKay was in the ring to referee the fight - and ensure things went as planned!

“What the hell is going on!?” Sarah demanded, rising onto her toes as she got in Charlize’s face, her arm extended; index finger pointing at the ring where Sunny was helping a naked AJ Cook through the ropes.

Charlize blinked, putting on her best ‘innocent face’ as she stammered, “Did…didn’t AJ tell you? I thought you knew…you said you’d been here before…they always fight nude at PSFC.”

“Nobody told ME!” Sarah harrumphed. “Sure I saw a couple of fights before, and…OK…they were in the nude, but I didn’t know ALL fights were naked.”

Charlize shrugged, “I don’t know what to say.” She glanced down at her own nudity, drawing Sarah’s eyes to her erect nipples. “Obviously, I’m not in any position here to dictate what - if anything - they wear. If so, I’D damn sure have clothes on now.”

She went to the bar at the back wall, picked up an open bottle of liquor. Walking up behind Sarah, Charlize slithered her left hand around her waist over her belly as she pressed her bare breasts on the back of the petite blondes shoulders. With her right hand, Charlize reached around to top up Sarah’s glass with a generous pour of amber liquid.

“Don’t think you can get me drunk and have your way with me,” Sarah sneered, half-turning to look over her shoulder into Charlize’s lidded green eyes. “If anyone has their way with someone tonight, it’s gonna be ME on top with you spread-eagled on your back…same as usual. I hear you like having smaller girls dominate you,” she chuckled. Then she turned back to the ring where Sunny was giving AJ and PJ their final instructions.

“That’s what you heard, eh?” Charlize purred. She topped off Sarah’s glass after she took an anxious gulp of the amber liquid when AJ returned to her corner, looked up and waved to her just before the bell. Sarah smiled and raised her hand to return the wave but before she had made more than a brief gesture, Charlize grabbed her arm, pulled it down and twisted it up behind her back. Sarah dropped the glass as Theron levered the hammerlock up her back and her thrashing foot sent the glass rolling across the lush carpet into the corner. Charlize turned Sarah and slammed her face into the wall; the impact pancaking her perky breasts. She let out a grunt as Charlize’s weight smashed into her from behind.

“Unnnngh…what th…” Sarah groaned as Charlize held her in the hammerlock as she added a handful of hair, using it to pull Sarah back off the wall. Charlize leg swept her feet out from under her and drove Sarah chest first flat on the carpet, straddling her butt and pinning her helplessly to the carpet. From her perch Charlize could just see over the window sill, looking down at the ring where AJ Cook was already in trouble!

“Here, let’s get you more comfortable,” Charlize muttered as she heaved the breathless blonde over onto her back. “I know you don’t want to miss your girl’s fight…” she ripped Sarah’s blouse open, then tore both blouse and bra from Carter’s squirming body. “Don’t get all eager on me,” Charlize said, turning around and planting her butt firmly on Sarah’s chest so she could remove her skirt, underwear and then her stockings. “I’ll have you out of these nasty clothes, then we can watch AJ.” True to her word, Charlize stripped Sarah naked - and held her firmly trapped between her powerful thighs within seconds. “Now then,” she purred, slapping Sarah’s flushed cheek. “You just lay nice and quiet and watch the monitor from between my legs…while we enjoy the fight.”

Sarah grunted and squirmed helplessly against the power of the much bigger blonde as Charlize settled down, picked up the remote control and adjusted the volume. Then she slowly rocked her ass back and forth on Sarah’s breasts as they watched the fight as it unfolded in the ring below.

ROUND 1

The girls squared up at center ring and began trading blows; taking turns bashing each other as each maintained a firm ear muffing defense; blocking shots with her gloves, forearms and elbows while taking hard blows or just shrugging her shoulders enough to lessen the impact - yet with neither able to adequately protect her body as a result. Slowly, bit by bit, her fists finding paydirt and digging in, PJ Sparxx took over and AJ Cook found she was slowly being beaten back - step by step - across the ring until her back was on the ropes. The women in the crowd applauded their favorite Sparxx who consistently bashed Cook's soft, cute, cuddly, paunch; overwhelming the younger blonde with the sheer volume of punches. Cook crouched lower and lower, trying to protect her body, so Sparxx began to circle left, turning Cook’s right flank. PJ found she could consistently find the unprotected area behind AJ's right elbow with her heavy left hooks.

Grimacing, Cook stubbornly tried to compete, but was falling behind by the final minute of the opening round as her offense was shut down by the barrage of pain to her body.

Referee Sunny McKay didn’t have much to do and so she contented herself with prancing prettily around the battling women, letting Sparxx have her way with Cook who seemed distracted by the number of topless (and several nude women in the crowd - many of them making out while the fight was going on - as well as by the sight of Sparxx’ lush, nude, body in front of her.

When the bell rang, PJ Sparxx breezily sauntered back toward her corner, waving to the crowd like a newly crowned pageant queen taking her inaugural stroll. Sunny took AJ Cook’s elbow and steered her to her corner where one of the many Asian porn stars in attendance assigned to serve as her second, splashed water on her face, then gently eased her down onto her stool.

PJ Sparxx didn’t even to sit during the break, instead turning to lean over the ropes and chat up Pam Anderson and Liz Hurley who were sitting ringside. The two stopped massaging each other’s tits long enough to congratulate PJ on a terrific performance before returning to the task of arousing one another.

Up in the suite, Charlize had pleasured herself as she watched through narrowed eyes as PJ Sparxx easily established her dominance over AJ. “Doesn’t look like your girlfriend is putting up much of a fight,” she laughed, pinching Sarah’s cheek.

“Don’t let her fuh-ool you,” Sarah grunted as Charlize shifted her weight. “She’s a lot tougher’n she looks. That old porn bitch is gonna regret getting in the ring with her,” she added with a hopeful tone.

ROUND 2

Sparxx spits a rainbow arc of water from her corner down onto Pam Anderson who squeals as the liquid splatters between her breasts - to the gleeful delight of Liz Hurley - then turns and strides purposefully out into the ring as the bell sounds. PJ Cook yelps as her Asian handler takes her role seriously, grabbing a handful of the blonde’s bare bottom and shoving her to her feet. Cook jiggles forward and meets Sparxx mid-ring for more thudding trading of punches as both girls set up camp behind fortress-like earmuff guards. This time, however, the hard clubbing exchanges go Cook’s way and it’s PJ Sparxx who finds herself being battered backward by blows bouncing off her prepared defenses as AJ’s fists dig into the firm beef downstairs. Cook fighting desperately, catching PJ with a glancing right uppercut to chin; then hooking Sparxx’ body. The crowd comes to their feet as Sparxx starts to reel. But with Cook building momentum, referee Sunny McKay suddenly steps in and warns Cook for a 'low blow.' Cook incredulous, argues with McKay, giving Sparxx valuable time to recover. When she finally waves them back together, PJ is her old self again and she up-tempos, regaining control of the fight. The rest of the round is all Sparxx and when it comes to an end, Cook's back is again against the ropes; her flushed blond body stooped forward; taking withering right uppercuts below both of her wildly jumping breasts.

At the bell, Sparxx’ face wears a mean little smirk as she head for her corner while Cook wobbles back to her stool under McKay’s close escort; breathing hard, all grumpy and frowning as her bare butt slaps down on the naugehyde stool seat. She tries to get advice from the balloon-boobed Asian porn star in her corner, but apparently the girl speaks no English and just shrugs.

PJ Sparxx doesn’t do any show-boating this round, dropping red-faced and panting onto her stool and taking a gulp of water as her second fans her naked body with a towel. Sunny McKay comes over, leans into the corner and says something to PJ who furrows her brow, then sighs and nods in agreement. Sunny grins, turns and meanders back to a neutral corner to await the bell.

Up in the executive suite, Charlize leans back, breathing rapidly, her fingers slowly stroking the lush bush between her spread thighs as she smiles down on the glistening face of Sarah Carter. “Was it good for you?” Charlize sighed happily. “I could sit here all day and do this. Sorry I blocked your view of the screen,” she grinned. “But you’d have been proud of the way your little Cookie tried to fight back. She’s very brave - but foolish. Now she’s just going to suffer that much more for making Sparxx look bad in front of the members.”

Sarah licked a dollop of Theron’s climax from her upper lip, then spit onto Charlize’s rapidly pumping belly. As the spittle slowly tricked down from her belly button, Charlize just laughed and shook her head sadly. “You watch, PJ’s gonna kick her fat old ass this round,” Sarah said proudly. “She’s in much better shape and she’s half Sparxx’ age.”

ROUND 3

As the third round opens, neither woman has shown a willingness to vary her routine, so both plod straight at the other, set their defenses and then start trading punches. Neither is doing anything fancy; just good, old fashioned, mitts-on-meat slugging! It’s compact, pro-type stuff: two girls getting off behind tight guards, then accepting the other's return fire. After a minute of pounding, Cook's beefy hooks to PJ's firm tummy and crisp-clipping uppercuts finally force PJ onto her bicycle as she tries circling left again, but the younger, fresher, Cook cuts off the ring and it requires quick thinking by McKay to rescue Sparxx from further embarrassment!

Another unjustified interruption followed by a stern, finger-wagging 'talking to' by the Aussie porn star buys Sparxx time to recover. But this time when the action resumes, Cook gets right back on top of the older pornstar! Sparxx is wearing down but she stubbornly hangs on grimly; digging her fists into AJ Cook's kidneys and sides. Cook bleats in protest and reaches over Sparxx shoulders to grab McKay by the hair and pull her into the melee. Sunny squirms free and after forcing a break in the action, warns Cook! PJ Sparxx runs out of steam, doubled over with her butt in the ropes, crouching behind a loose guard. Cook’s rising left hook to mid-sternum takes Sparxx’ breath away and a sweeping overhand right rocks the older sex star back on her round heels! Cook pushes off the ropes, chasing Sparxx who retreats in wide-eyed disarray!

High above the screaming crowd, Theron rubs herself faster and faster on Carter’s flushed face, forcing the little blonde to use her tongue to force Charlize to slow down if she wants to enjoy the sensation of the pink tongue whiplashing her love button. Eyes wide, Carter suppresses a laugh when Sparxx almost goes down from a second hard Cook right to the head. Theron, her eyes closed as she enjoys Carter’s talented tonguing, is oblivious to the reversal of fortune in the ring.

Cook is battering Sparxx methodically as PJ has her cute butt stuffed between the ropes; dukes at temples; teeth bared under the strain. Cook grinning; loving the sensation of getting all ‘tuffgirl’ on the more famous Sparxx. McKay insinuates herself between the two swinging women, driving her elbow into the pit of Cook’s belly and knocking the wind out of her. As Cook doubles over stricken, Sunny puts a hand on her chest and then shoves her backward as if separating the fighters again. Cook, breathless and off balance, tumbles back, falls on her butt with her legs in the air. Sunny, turns and quickly begins to count over the stunned blonde as Sparxx staggers to the ropes and leans on them, gulping air into her burning lungs.

Cook scrambles to her feet and charges into McKay, thrusting her heaving bosom into McKay’s firmly secured boobs. Sunny angrily grabs a handful of Cook’s hair, jerks her head to the side and WHAP - slaps the stunned actress, sending her reeling back against the ropes.

The crowd is screaming (and laughing) enjoying the by-play between fighter and referee typical of the goings-on at any Porn Star Fight Club contest. Cook, bounces off the ropes and takes a swing at Sunny - who barely ducks in time to avoid having her head torn off by Cook’s wild swing - then Sunny drives her bare-knuckled fist low into Cook’s belly. Cook spits out her mouthpiece as she drops to her knees and folds over holding her belly; her cheeks huffing and puffing. Again, Sunny starts to count over Cook - clearly intending to award Sparxx a knockout victory if the actress can’t regain her feet.

Upstairs, Sarah Carter’s fluttering tongue stops as she sees her friend/lover PJ driven to her knees by McKay’s blatantly illegal punch. Charlize opens her eyes and looks down, then gives Sarah a slap. “Nobody said you could stop,” she hisses as she grinds herself on Carter’s face. “You want to watch TV you’ve gotta pay for the privilege. Start licking or it’s no more TV for you tonight.”

Reluctantly, Sarah resumes her duties, straining to glimpse the screen over the interference caused by Charlize’s hip.

AJ Cook gets to her feet by the time Sunny’s count reaches “EIGHT” and looks around in vain for her mouthpiece. She’s still looking when Sunny waves PJ Sparxx forward and Cook looks up just in time to let Sparxx’ punch catch her squarely on the side of the jaw. She flies backward, crashing to the mat flat on her back; her arms and legs spread-eagled. Sparxx’ follow-thru carries her past Sunny and she has to step over AJ’s body as she falls chest first into the ropes with her arms draped over the top strand.

Sunny again begins to count, but has only reached “FOUR” when the bell rings to end the fourth round.

Charlize, her eyes open and her head turned toward the TV, lets out a loud groan as she releases another stream of orgasmic ‘joy juice’ onto Sarah’s face, then leans forward and raises her hips; her hands flat on the floor; her naked breasts swaying slightly as she sighs happily. Looking down at Sarah, Charlize chuckles, “I wonder which of us will wear out first, me or Cook?” This time, Sarah doesn’t have a smartaleck comeback as it’s clear to her that her girlfriend is just about done for.

ROUND 4

It's not that Cook's not competing, she's appeared the better fighter in spurts - usually that’s when Sunny McKay finds it necessary to step in and get involved. Early in the round, Cook's clubbing left hook sets up a gorgeous right uppercut to Sparxx’ firm, tan torso, rocking PJ back on her heels - but as the 'home girl' reels into the ropes, McKay quickly insinuates herself between them, digging a sharp elbow into Cook's bruised left breast. Cook backs off with a squeal of pain and grabs her aching breast; glaring at Sunny who grins and mumbles, "Oops, so sorry."

It's only a momentary setback but Sunny takes her time checking to see if COOK is hurt, squeezing, pinching, and poking the breast despite Cook’s wails of protest. When she waves the fighters together, PJ Sparxx lustily fights her way forward, targeting Cook's now tender left breast. Sparxx the more willful; digging into Cook's body with low blows that draw shrieks of protest from Cook - when she’s able to catch her breath. Of course, they’re ignored or waved aside by McKay who fails to see anything wrong.

Sparxx’ lower lip is busted open by a Cook uppercut, a punch she resorts to whenever Sparxx gets too close - but the porn star’s legs are as sturdy as advertised and in this round, Sparxx’ body punching (aided by McKay’s elbows) begins wearing Cook down. In her desperation, Cook resorts to head-hunting but whenever the fight drifts to ropes...and Cook's back feels them...her punch output drops as she goes into a defensive shell; ear muffing with her gloves to soak up a body beating. Sparxx grinning as she twists her hips and shoulders from side to side; driving her fists into AJ's firm blonde paunch from either side. At the bell, Cook wanders toward her corner hugging her body, looking shopworn after four blistering stanzas of abuse at the hands of the two porn actresses.

ROUND 5

Bitter fighting at midring as both women dig to the body and bash guard - but now it's Sparxx who has her second wind and keeps coming forward. Cook, dismayed; her cute face lumping up; is forced to give ground. Cook still lands the occasional uppercut, but she's taking a withering body beating as Sparxx sets up within range. Cook unable to get the job done toe-to-toe, smash-mouth and whenever Sparxx punching seems to slow, McKay is right there with some excuse to give her a respite. The bullying Sparxx is soooo cruel with her left and right hooks - tucking ‘em in snug behind AJ's elbows; pancaking her bare, bouncing, breasts to leave her breathless. Cook's arms are heavy after five unaccustomed rounds and she’s hardly punching at all after the first minute; getting her butt stuffed in the ropes; her body wilting under the barrage.

Sparxx, feeling the quit in Cook, ups her own work rate - her magnificent, porn-tuned body, humming as she works AJ's flanks, arms, torso - pushing and punching with a steady, thud-thud-thud!

As Cook droops, she starts getting her face picked up by curling right uppercuts - Sparxx staying on top; grinding attrition just too much. AJ grunts as her body takes a vicious leathering. Finally, her legs buckle and she drops to her knees, swoons forward on all fours, then plows into the canvas face first; butt in the air; when her arms collapse as they can't support her.

AJ struggles, turns over, then writhes on her back briefly before she sits up, hands folded over her belly…then topples onto her back and draws her knees up to her breasts. She doesn't make further attempts to beat McKay's long, drawn out count... almost as if Sunny wants her to get up for more beating.

It would go into the books as a cold, hard, KO5 in hard-hearted fashion for porn star PJ Sparxx but those in attendance knew Ms. Sparxx’ victory was at least as much due to the referee as to her skill.

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Afterward:

While PJ Sparxx stood in her corner having her gloves removed, Sunny McKay and Cook’s Asian porn star second went about stretching Cook’s body out on her back, McKay straddling Cook’s hips while the Asian untied and removed her gloves. Then the Asian left the ring while Sunny slithered up Cook’s tormented torso to pin her arms under her knees, her hands slowly groping and massaging Cook’s tender breast meat.

The crowd sat up in their seats in eager anticipation of the postfight show to come as Charlize Theron appeared at the top of the ramp with little Sarah Carter trailing her at the end of a leather leash; red-faced, naked, and most definitely submissive. The women in the audience applauded as Charlize led Carter to the ring and handed the leash up to PJ Sparxx who, with a sharp tug, pulled Sarah unresisting up the steps and into the ring to join her girlfriend.

Charlize watched as PJ positioned Carter and Cook, then turned and walked back up the ramp to return to her waitressing duties in the club’s bistro. The first CRACK of leather on flesh followed by a pained yelp from one of the blondes rang in her ears, but she didn’t bother to look back. It was a scene she’d witnessed - and participated in - many times at the Porn Star Club and it no longer interested or excited her.

A few hours later, after her shift, Charlize and Cat Bell returned to their apartment at the Club and turned on the TV to the club’s internal cable channel which was replaying the scene in the ring after the fight. While Charlize showered, Cat sat on their bed and watched as Sparxx and McKay put Cook/Carter through their paces using strap-ons, vibrators, riding crops and fingers. Both victims had been securely cuffed and/or bound and were at no risk of escaping, yet that didn’t matter to the jaded and sex-mad crowd at the Club.

As she idly pleasured herself, Cat’s eyes narrowed as she watched Theron’s ex-girlfriend McKay in action and wondered, “How would 'precious' Miss Sunny feel if she were on the receiving end of that kind of discipline?”