Pornstars Fight Club #19: Spantaneeus Xtasy vs. Sharday by Pocus

Sunny sighed as she leaned over and whispered to Danni, "I can't believe we're going thru with this. I told Charmaine that Sharday isn't ready yet but she insisted that Sharday had to go through with it. And of all match-ups possible, she's making her fight a vet like Span. Look at Barocca, the bitch's loving this. It's a chance for one of her girls to kick one of my girl's asses. I'm beginning to think that letting her schedule matches is a big mistake."

The referee for the feature match was the popular and very attractive Devon, a big hit in the porn film industry of late.

The ring bell sounded and the two powerfully built beauties met at ring center. As they circled, Sharday made a grab for Span's arm. The veteran easily avoided the grab and tripped the off balance redhead to the mat as she took captured Sharday's left wrist and gave it a sharp twist that made the red-faced redhead yelp in pain.

Span swiveled her hips and secured a head scissors with Sharday's head trapped between her muscular calves as the redheads arm was being twisted out of its socket. Sharday squirmed and kicked her legs until she managed to pull her head out of Span's leg lock but she couldn't escape the clutches of the busty black woman who stood above her now, controlling both of her hands as Span tightened her grip and challenged Sharday to a test of strength. Slowly, Span forced Sharday to her knees, bending her backwards as she taunted the redhead while forcing her over further and further as her body was folded backward over her feet.

"Not as strong as you thought, huh, blondie?" Span chuckled.

At last the unequal struggle took its inevitable toll as Sharday's body trembling uncontrollably as her arms lost all power to resist. With a nasty laugh, Span let the busty redhead drop on her back. Span stood over the fallen Sharday, smiled over at Sunny and then kicked the gasping redhead in the crotch. Sharday cried out in pain but Span answered her whimpered protest by lifting Sharday to her feet. Span reached between her slack legs and clamped her hand on her pussy as she hoisted the flailing redhead in the air - held her a moment - then slammed Sharday down on the mat in a power slam.

Span straddled Sharday's heaving bosom and then dropped with her full weight on the redhead's big breasts. Span pounded Sharday's face with remorseless power, her hard, stony fists smashing into Sharday's defenseless face until Sharday's arms and legs stopped kicking and slapping and dropped still on the mat.

Span stopped pounding Sharday's beautiful face and she slid her butt down onto her abdomen, wrapping her thick, strong thighs around Sharday's midsection, crushing her abdomen so that Sharday couldn't hardly breathe. Sharday's massive breasts just hung down from her chest on the mat.

Span called the referee over, "Devon come here." Span ordered her, "Step on those big fat tits."

Devon grinned as she walked over and jammed a high heel down on the pink flesh, pinning Sharday's breasts to the mat and forcing a loud scream from Sharday which startled Devon and she lifted her foot. Span got mad, squeezed her legs tighter as she slapped Sharday's flushed, red face.

"You ungrateful bitch! Devon was just being nice to you. Now, ask her to step on your big, fat, white tits again."

"NO!" Sharday gasped.

Anger filled Span's face as she once again increased her leg scissors and slapped Sharday's face back and forth commanding her to, "Do it bitch! Beg her or I'll snap you in two."

The pain was too much for Sharday and she gave in. With tears welling in her eyes, the redhead looked up at the pretty referee and asked Devon, "Please, step on my big fat, white tits."

Devon grinned as she stomped on the massive mounds and twisted her heel, grinding it as it mashed the soft flesh. Span and Devon kept up the punishment for a minute or two before Span finally released her scissors and let Sharday's limp body slide from between her thighs and flop to the mat. Span got to her feet as Sharday just lay there with her chest heaving as she sucked in air, thankful for the temporary respite in the brutal assault on her body.

Charmaine yelled over from Sharday's corner at Devon, " Stop helping Span you little whore."

Devon looked at Barocca who went wild, crawled thru the ropes and ran across the ring to Sharday's corner and leaned over the ropes, going face to face with Charmaine.

"You want the fight to stop because your prize baby whore is getting destroyed," Barocca screamed. "Maybe you'd like a beating too?"

Barocca reached over the ropes and grabbed Charmaine by the front of her dress, yanked her up and dragged her over the rop rope into the ring.

"You need to be taught a lesson you slut. You think you own everybody," Barocca screamed as she threw a left hook that crashed into Charmaine's right cheek.

Charmaine would have fallen if Barocca hadn't been holding the front of her dress but as her body lurched back under the impact of the punch, the front of her dress and peeled away all the way down to her waist exposing a thin bra holding her luscious pair of firm breasts.

Charmaine let out a scream and buried her hands in Barocca's nicely done up hair. The two women tumbled to the floor in a flurry of limbs. They battled with their legs entangled as they rolled around, each one's hands buried in the other's once well groomed hair, fighting for control. Eventually, the much stronger Barocca ended up on top. Charmaine couldn't even move Barocca, let alone buck her off. Barocca realized Charmaine lacked the strength, and she began a barrage of fists to Charmaine's face and chest that left Charmaine not only woozy but also short of breath. Charmaine's head just rolled over to the side, her pain dulled eyes staring vacantly across the ring toward her lover Sunny McKay who sat open-mouthed in shock.

Charmaine had been beaten and battered until she lay motionless, unable to resist Barocca. Sunny jumped out of her front row seat and was trying to climb into the ring to help Charmaine when she was grabbed in a bearhug from behind by Danni.

"No Sunny, don't!" Danni hissed. "If you get in there they'll gang up on you too. You could lose your crown. You know the rules."

Sunny was furious, but being the highly intelligent woman she was, she realized Danni was right. All she could do was watch helplessly from ringside as her lover and partner-to-be Charmaine got humiliated and degraded in front of her and most of the club she ran. Barocca grabbed the beaten Charmaine by the hair and rolled her over onto her stomach.

"Devon honey, come here," Barocca crooked her finger at the beautiful referee. "Get your panties off and take a seat. The club's top administrator wants to service your pussy."

Devon bent from the waist and hurriedly pulled her panties down her slim legs and dropped them on the mat. She sat down in front of Charmaine, spread her legs and hunched in close to Charmaine's head, lifting her by the hair as she slid her pussy up under her nose.

"Now," Devon sighed as she slapped Charmaine, "Let's see how much you like taking orders from somebody other than that slut McKay. Eat my pussy you filthy whore."

Devon jerked Charmaine's face to her wet pussy and the sobbing Charmaine reluctantly did as she was told. " Good girl," Barocca said as she straddled Charmaine's back, leaned forward over her and kissed Devon, while Charmaine kept licking away beneath them.

"You're the best Barocca!" Devon sighed. "I wanna be in your stable," Devon pleaded with sensual fervor.

Barocca noticed the arena microphone laying on the mat where Devon had dropped it when she sat down in front of Charmaine. She picked it up and turns it on. With a curl of her lip as she glared over to where Sunny was sitting red-faced and trembling with helpless rage, Barocca spoke into the microphone. Her words blaring over the sound system cut like a knife.

"So, Charmaine," Barocca said with a lecherous intonation. "Isn't Devon simply delicious. Oh boy, I bet her pussy tastes a hundred times better'n that ol' dried up Sunny's don't it?"

Placing the microphone next to Charmaine's head, Barocca waited but there was no response except for the juicy sounds of Charmaine continuing to lap at Devon's wet pussy. Barocca kicked Charmaine in the side and the microphone picked up the sound of her grunt. Barocca slapped the back of Charmaine's head and bounced it off the mat. Then she lifted her head up by the hair and shoved the microphone in front of her.

The jolt hurt and Charmaine knew what she must do to avoid further pain. With tears rolling down her cheeks and her lower lip quivering, the proud black woman turned her head and mumbled, "Yes Barocca, Devon's sweet pussy is more delicious, much more yummy than Sunny's old dried up hole."

Sunny sprang out of her seat and went beserk! Danni bear hugged her again and began trying to push her down the aisle toward the exit. She managed to get Sunny away from the ring area and into the nearest locker room where she got her calmed down somewhat and persuaded Sunny to leave the arena. Sunny and Danni left immediately and went back to Sunny's place.

Back in the ring, meanwhile, Span had stopped watching Barocca, Devon and Charmaine and walked back over to where Sharday was laying. She picked her up, dragged the unresisting redhead over to the ropes and dropped the beaten woman's body against the ropes. Span smiled, then grabbed both of Sharday's breasts and sunk her long nails deep into the soft, tender flesh. Sharday was too out of it to scream, very much; she was a beaten and defeated woman.

Span leaned forward as her teeth found their target on Sharday's bosom. Span suckled the pointy tip of Sharday's right breast until she had a mouthful of tender flesh. Then her sharp teeth snapped shut! Sharday's weak, captive body writhed in shocked torment, her legs kicking in the air and her little fists beating on Span's back as the black woman's teeth sliced into her flesh. Span's half closed eyes gazed up at Sharday who had her eyes tightly closed as she struggled against the pain.

Then she let go and started to suckle Sharday's other teat. As she mouthed Sharday's other nipple, Span touched the bite mark she'd left on the first breast as she hefted and squeezed the trembling boob. It was heavy and it jiggled as she held it.

"You have such delicious, big, fat, white tits, you slut!" Span snickered. "So soft and tender too."

Sharday fought desperately against her dizziness. She felt Span fumbling at her body, but she'd lost the will to resist, afraid to anger the mean-spirited black woman even further. Span's eyes gleamed as she inspected the rest of Sharday's body. As Span ran her hand over Sharday's pussy mound she spread the engorged lips with two fingers and forced her middle finger into the surprisingly tight pussy. Leering hungrily, Span worked it like a pro until Sharday's captive body began to heave with passion.

Span bent forward and planted a kiss on the puffy lips as Sharday felt her body surrendering itself to the powerful woman bending over her. Her will paralyzed, Sharday returned the cruel dominatrix' kiss and accepted the fact of her conquest.

"Don't stop, please, don't stop," Sharday pleaded as she wrapped her arms around Span, pulling her head down to her massive breasts.

Span began biting the big tits again as she rammed three fingers hard up into Sharday until her legs shook from the violent pleasure. Span pulled her fingers out just when it appeared Sharday might orgasm. Sharday gasped and slowly shook her head 'no' as her body, which had arched upward with her approaching climax, dropped to the mat on her butt.

The hard-breathing redhead looked up at the conquering Span and gasped, "You….you own me." Then Sharday sobbed, "Please….please, let me cum."

Span looked down with an expression of contempt at the weak-willed white woman and slapped Sharday's hard nipples.

"Shut up you bitch. You will obey me always Slave-Slut! Every command I give you! You will satisfy my every whim! You now exist only to serve me!"

Span chortled at Sharday's whimpered reply.

"Y-yesss, yeess! Ohhh yes," Sharday gasped.

"But first, we'll continue your first lesson," Span said as she reached down, grabbed Sharday's hair and pulled her head forward into her knee.

The kick stunned Sharday, who went blank and her body slumped over backward, flat on her back on the mat, almost unconscious. Span stepped thru the ropes and hopped down from the ring. Then she turned, reached back into the ring and pulled Sharday's head under the bottom ropes to the edge of the ring. She turned to the crowd and called to Alyson McKenzie, the sister of Linsey Dawn McKenzie who had become Barocca's hot item lately.

"How'd you like to be a star sweetie?" Span asked Alyson.

"Sure, I'd love that," Alyson replied with a big smile.

"Then get in the ring, bitch," Span snapped.

Alyson climbed in the ring and leaned over the top rope, "OK, now what?"

"Sit on that slut," Span ordered brusquely.

Alyson squats down on Sharday's midsection as Span chants, "ONE, TWO, THREE! YOU'RE PINNED!"

Then Span turns to the crowd and announces, "Our winner is Alyson. Now Sharday has just lost her second fight of the night. Sunny bragged to everybody that she had the next champ in Sharday, but she's just another loser like Sunny herself. Look at that, Alyson's first night and she's already won more fights than her fat slut sister Lindsey!"

The cruel, yet truthful slander brought a laugh from the crowd. Span turned back to face the ring where she and Alyson exchange high fives.

"Now let's give the slut we both beat what she deserves. Pick her up by the ankles and hang her legs over the ropes."

Alyson drags Sharday up by the feet and drapes her legs over the top rope leaving her hanging upside down on her head. Her shoulders are still sticking out under the bottom rope where Span, still standing on the floor beside the ring, is looking at her.

"Now, tie her legs to the ropes to keep her in place," Span instructs.

Alyson does a nice slow sensual strip for the audience, peeling her nylons down her shapely legs. She ties Sharday's ankles to the top ropes with a big smile, laughing at the predicament she has the young girl in.

"I have a present for our young slut," Alyson smiles as she reaches in her purse and pulls out a dildo. "I'll drill her ass 'til I strike oil," Alyson laughs, amused by her own sense of humor.

Alyson begins forcing the phallus into Sharday's anus as the redhead yelps from the pain. Her cries are muted since gravity has covered her face with her own massive tits. Span then begins to rip and dig at Sharday's large breasts with her long fingernails, leaving a series of angry red welts on the pale undersides of Sharday's big mounds. Then Span shoves Sharday's massive right breast in Sharday's mouth and covers her nose and mouth until she passes out.

Span takes her index finger and carves an 'S' in the tender tit flesh with the sharp nail, announcing, "S is the mark of THE SPAN," she laughs, having left her trademark brand on the unconscious redhead's breast.

Alyson had already turned to watch the action in the middle of the ring where her lover Barocca was passionately kissing Devon as the two still were still controlling Charmaine's limp and unresisting body. Alyson walked over and yanked Devon up and delivered a roundhouse punch that knocked the referee to the mat out cold. Then Alyson pulled Devon to a corner of the ring and propped her up on her butt against the corner of the ring. She walked back to Sharday's passed out body and and ripped the dildo from her ass. She carried it over and jammed it into Devon's mouth.

"You shouldn't mess with other woman's lovers, love," she giggled.

When she was satisfied with Devon's situation, Alyson went back to the middle of the ring and sat down in front of Charmaine's head and pulled in into her snatch.

"Now, get back to work," she yelled.

Charmaine obeyed immediately and as Charmaine licked her toward an orgasm, Alyson leaned over and kissed Barocca,

"I get real jealous when another woman wants you," Alyson purred.

Barocca smiled, " Honey, she's so pretty, she makes me horny. After you get off, take that bitch Charmaine back to our place. Hell, take Devon too, I'm going have sex with her tonight."

"Sure, whatever you say," Alyson replied not wanting to anger her lover. "But who do I get?"

Barocca laughed and slapped Charmaine on the ass, making the firm globes jiggle, "Why you get our new slave maid here. That'll make McKay even crazier than she already is."

After giving Charmaine's butt a couple of more spanks, Barocca stood up and paraded around the ring to a standing ovation from the appreciative audience. Then she picked up the microphone and screamed for quiet. When the crowd finally fell silent, Barocca dropped a bombshell.

"I'm the best," Barocca announced and nobody dared say otherwise. "I want to be your queen. Hell, I deserve to be your queen. I challenge Sunny to a fight tomorrow night to determine who the real Queen is."

A tight grin flickered on Barocca's lips as she sensed an approving crowd.

"Do you want Sunny to fight me tomorrow for the Queenship?" she asked the crowd.

Barocca's question was met a resounding cheer. The overwhelming approval from the large group had set the wheels in motion. The ladies had spoken. The match was set. Sunny McKay was sitting at home watching on the closed circuit telecast when she heard the crowd's reaction. She looked over and saw the dismay on Danni's face as they realized Sunny would have to face Barocca for the right to rule.

Only one woman could be the Queen of the club and both strong-willed women knew the life of the loser would be made miserable by the victor. It would be no holds barred and undoubtedly it would be one of the most important fights in the history of the Pornstar Fight Club. Before the broadcast went off the air, Sunny was already receiving messages of support from the women in her stable and many of the other white women in the club. Likewise, Barocca's stable and most of the black women were calling Barocca to voice their support and offer advice. More than ego would be at stake, the entire future direction of the fight club would be decided by the winner of this fight.