"Awww, what's wrong Charlize hon; embarrassed at gettin’ beat by lil ol' me?" Halle Berry purred sweetly as she tightened the grip of her thighs on Charlize's arms and head. Halle had her blonde fellow Oscar winner trapped in very humiliating position; on her back, with her arms stretched out above her head! Charlize' arms were trappedby Halle's thighs as she sat on Charlize's chest with her crotch gently rubbing her chin....it was humiliating, but erotic too with Charlize's flushed face in the gorgeous Black actresses crotch. It had started with Charlize tickling Halle after Charlize invited her to her club apartment in hopes of persuading Halle to join the PSFC Hollywood division. Charlize was showing Halle tapes of some of the club fights and had started tickling her on the couch. Soon, Halle was laughing so hard she was in pain. She kept telling Charlize to, "Knock it off!" but Charlize kept tickling. Finally, Halle had enough and she fought back, managing to push the blonde backward off of the couch. They ended up wrestling on the living room floor until, before Charlize knew it, she was lying trapped under Halle trying to catch her breath.

"Come (oohhh) on Halle....(unngh)...get...off," Charlize moaned,.struggling and flailing her long legs, to no avail; Halle had her but good.

"Are you saying you don't like THIS?" Halle said gruffly as she reached down with both hands, grabbed Charlize's hair and pulled her face up into her crotch! "You think I don't know you've had the hots for me? It's pretty obvious," she told Charlize, holding her face to her crotch with one hand as she reached back and ran the other between Charlize's legs, feeling the dewy moistness of her pussy. She was right, of course, Charlize DID have the hots for her - and had for years!. Halle was gorgeous with a perfect body; slim in the middle and beautiful curves where they mattered most and she looked extra hot today in skin-tight stretch pants made of some velvety material and a stretchy tight across her big chest.

Charlize had been trying to get in good with Halle for over a year before she'd met and fallen hard for her current girlfriend, Sunny McKay who (understandably) didn't get along with Halle and would certainly freak out if she ever discovered that Charlize was trying to seduce the gorgeous actress. Charlize gasped for breath as Halle let her head fall back to the floor and smiled down at Charlize trapped beneath her.

"You know you like it. Hell, I bet you wish I was naked so I could rub my naked pussy in your face, maybe even let you stick that long, pink tongue in there! That'd be like a sweet dream come true for you..." Halle smirked. "....wouldn't it?"

As much as it would have turned Charlize on to have her face in her crotch, it was still humiliating to be trapped helpless and she tried once more to buck Halle off; but the Black Academy Award winner's tightly muscled legs held and she easily rode out the storm of bucking and kept Charlize pinned. Halle laughed at Charlize's failed attempts to break free - which made Charlize even angrier! She tried to kick her legs up and catch Halle between but she just leaned forward and avoided them. And as she leaned down, she ground her crotch on Charlize's face! Suddenly, Charlize couldn't breathe as Halle's crotch mashed her nose and mouth, leaving only her eyes uncovered. Halle grinned down between her thighs and Charlize stopped her useless attempts to dislodge her.

"Where'd you go, Charlize?" Halle laughed, basking in her dominance. If Charlize was humiliated before, it was multiplied a thousand times now as she was being smothered by the crotch of this beautiful Black women and was totally helpless to stop it. Charlize was really not getting any air, and Halle could tell how frantic she was getting by the wild look in her eyes so she lifted herself up and let Charlize gulp a tinye breath. "What's wrong Char, having trouble breathing?" Halle laughed before sitting back down on her face and started to rub her crotch roughly up and down on Charlize's nose, driving it deep into the crotch of her stretchy pants so Charlize could *smell* her. Halle laughed, "Mmmmmhhh. You know, I like this! This is a good place for you," as she continued to grind on Charlize's face.

The blonde was getting light-headed from lack of air as she uselessly tried to cry out, but her cries were muffled but Halle must have noticed something for she lifted up a little and let her gulp in a couple of breaths; letting Charlize gasp for air as she held her crotch hovering just above her face. "That's it Char-my-girl; nice deep breaths. Take a deep breath before you get my sweet pussy in your face again. I'm going to get off on your face," Halle laughed before settling back down, rocking forward and back, rubbing her crotch roughly on Charlize's face. Halle began moaning, using Charlize's face like a dildo for her pleasure. The knowledge that she was using her fellow Oscar winner's face to get off only made it all the more humiliating for the blond; being used like some sex toy for her rival's amusement. When she finally let Charlize breathe again, Halle stayed off her face long enough for Charlize to gasp a few words between sucking breaths.

"Halle....please get....off of me.....can"t.....breathe...," Charlize gasped.

"Like I care! I'm enjoying this....shit, I could go all night," Halle laughed, then began to really grind her mound on Charlize's face, settling into a slow, smooth rhythm, using the blonde's nose to excite her and get herself off. It was like Halle had no thought for Charlize's safety as she sat atop her, using Charlize's face as her personal sex toy. Soon, Charlize could feel Halle's wetness soaking through her panties and stretch-pants. "Take a guick breath, it's all you'll get," Halle told her, lifting up for the briefest moment before settling back down where she continued masturbating until the blonde was about to pass out. Then Halle let her catch a couple of breaths before resuming her sloooooow grind. Charlize was growing weaker and weaker from lack of oxygen as Halle kept riding her face. "God this is great! I could just fuck your worthless face all night," Halle laughed as she continued to slam her pussy into Charlize's face until the blonde Oscar winner began to see flashes of light as she approached black-out. But each time she thought she was going to pass out, Halle let her catch a breath again and it just went on and on.

"How're ya doin' down there?" Halle cooed as she lifted off her face for a moment. Charlize couldn't even answer; all she could do was gasp; barely conscious. Halle lifted the blondes limp head and pulled it into her crotch, then let it drop back to the floor. Charlize was totally helpless! "I can do whatever I want with you now," she mocked. "You're like a rag doll. I think I'm going to get more comfortable," Halle sighed as she stood up and began stripping off her pants! Charlize was hardly in any shape to fight as she watched Halle step out of the stretch pants. "I know you've wanted to see my body for a long time now. Well here's your chance to see my naked black pussy!" she announced as she stepped out of her panties, leaving her shirt on.

"Sunny....Sunny will be....home soon.....please Halle..," Charlize sobbed between tortured breaths, frightened at the scene her lover would make if she caught her with Halle.

Halle just smiled. "That worthless little subbie bitch? Hell, maybe I'll throw her down and ride her face too!" she laughed with an evil sneer. Charlize tried to move, but she was too weak and Halle just grabbed her hands and easily pinned them down to the floor, then she squatted down and slapped her hairy muff in Charlize's pretty red face. She was really wet. Charlize's nose and mouth were soon slick with her wetness as she began rocking back and forth again. Charlize was totally immersed in the aroma and sensation of her pussy grinding in her face. "Well now that you've got it up close, how do you like it? I bet you loved it," Halle laughed. After a while, she rose up on her knees and let Charlize breathe, then grinned evilly down at her and growled, "Tell me you love it bitch!"

"Halle....please.....let me up...," Charlize struggled to speak, but then her right temple exploded with pain as Halle slapped her with vicious force.

"I said, tell me that you love it...you submissive cunt!" Halle snarled angrily.

Charlize wished she could say she wasn't, but she was afraid. "I...love it!" she said.

Halle didn't say anything else, just sat back down and returned to rubbing her wet sex in Charlize's beautiful face. Again Charlize's breathing was at Halle's mercy as she smothered under her hot body until Halle finally let her breathe again - but only long enough for her to change her position. "Why don't we try this way?" Halle said as she turned around facing Charlize's feet, then returned to straddling as Halle descended towards her face. Holding her head between her feet to keep it upright, she sat smoothly down onto Charlize's face, jamming her nose and mouth up in the crack between her beautiful black ass-cheeks, then smothered her in this new way. "You've been kissing my ass, figuratively, for a long time now. Now lets see how you like kissing it for real!" Halle chortled.

Halle knew all the signs, she'd seen them many times before, both in herself and her victims! She'd smothered the will to resist right out of Charlize, leaving her weak, helpless and broken! Once enamored of her, Charlize was now terrified by the beautiful, sexually overpowering Black actress; awed by her total mastery of her psyche and her ever-responsive body. She could feel Halle caressing herself, the back of her hand smacking her chin as she stroked her wet pussy and her fine brown bottom ground down hard on Charlize's face as Halle arched back to give herself easier access to her crotch. Charlize's whole world became Halle's ass; her soft cheeks totally swallowing her blushing face. Like something happening far away, Charlize could barely feel and hear the obvious sounds of Halle's ever-more-urgent rush to climax. Charlize heard her cry out; felt her ass twitch convulsively on her face as Halle's orgasm rushed over her.

Still, Halle didn't let Charlize catch even the slightest breath of air during her loud, lengthy orgasm, she just sat there oblivious to Charlize smothering below for at this point, Charlize was insignificant; a toy for her pleasure. Charlize's burning lungs ached for air as her brain was being starved of oxygen and tiny sparkling lights exploded behind her eyes as her vision faded and the darkness over came to her. She awoke groggily to find Halle, now once again dressed, standing over her. The dominating black beauty looked - if possible - even more beautiful than Charlize had ever seen her before. She had a radiant glow on her cheeks and her muscular thighs rippled below the hem of her mini-skirt. Halle was perfect - and she knew it! Charlize's face was still crusty with Halle's dried juices and she could still smell and taste Halle's scent which had been liberally smeared upon her.

"From now on," Halle told her, hands on hips and her bulbous breasts thrust forward. "You're going to whatEVER I tell you! Is that clear?" she snapped gruffly, nudging Charlize’s head with her foot to makeher to nod in submissive agreement..

"Yes..." Charlize couldn't resist Halle's overpowering presence.

"You've had a huge crush on me forever. And you invited me here so you could worship me..." Halle pointed out what had been so obvious to her - whether Charlize even knew it herself or not. She continued with a small smirking grin, "....as well you should! I'm so obviously your better. After all, you're just a weak pathetic little white whore like that gross fat pig you were so fortunate to win an Oscar for portraying. Now, it's obvious the next step for you is to become my slave," Halle told her.

Slave? Was she crazy? Before Charlize could even tell Halle she was nuts, she kicked her in the head and snarled threateningly, "Kiss my foot, slave!"

Charlize didn't understand why she didn't try to fight, but instead she meekly did as she was commanded when Halle extended her leg and raised her foot, Charlize lavished kisses upon it in hopes of avoiding more pain. Halle grinned, she HAD completely broken the blondes spirit! Suddenly, Halle's fingers were in Charlize's blonde hair and she was yanking her up, setting her on her knees. Turning around, Halle held Charlize's head in one hand and pulled her face to her firm, round behind.

"Now kiss my ass!" she demanded and Charlize once again felt the now all-to-familiar sensation of a beautiful black ass on her face as she eagerly buried her face in Halle's rump, raised her hands to Halle's hips and gripped her tightly. Halle started laughing as Charlize knelt behind her kissing her ass. Finally shoving the teary-eyed submissive blonde away, Halle sat on the couch and crooked her finger, callign Charlize to come to her. "CRAWL over here!" Halle said, emphasizing the demeaning word so there was no misunderstanding what she expected. And Charlize did; crawling on all fours then kneeling in front of Halle. Reaching down, Halle again yanked her hair painfully as she pulled her head back so Charlize was looking up at her. "NOW, let me hear you beg to be my slave," she purred smugly, certain of her power. "Beg to worship my beautiful black body," she demanded haughtily.

After a moment of indecision, Charlize begged, "Please let me be your slave Halle. Please let me worship your body...".

"You're worthless, Theron,” Halle sneered. “Hell, you DESERVE to be treated like dirt by beautiful women like me don't you!" She stated it like a statement rather than a question.

"Yuh....yes Halle," Charlize mumbled, blushing furiously.

Halle yanked her hair viciously and corrected her, "That's Mistress Halle! Do you understand slave?"

"Ye...yes...Mistress Halle," Charlize managed, her scalp burning.

Halle threw her legs up onto Charlize's shoulders and pulled her face forward into her crotch. With her strong thighs clamped down and her ankles locked behind Charlize's head, her face was pinned down on Halle's crotch. As Charlize smothered once more in the crotch of this gorgeous black woman she could smell the strong, heady scent of her arousal. Halle held her there, clenched tight between her smooth thighs, ignoring Charlize's muffled pleas and cries for release. When Charlize reached up and tried to push her thighs apart, Halle easily capture Charlize's hands, controlling them with little effort in her still-weakened state. After her earlier experience under Halle'sass, the feeling of another impending asphyxia evoked panic in Charlize as Halle easily held her helpless, her pale face wedged in her crotch, her ears covered by Halle's muscular thighs...but Charlize could still hear Halle's laughter!! Suddenly, Halle stopped laughing and Charlize felt her tense as she sat bolt upright.

"Oooooooh! Looks like somebody's home," Halle purred, mussing Charlize's hair playfully.

"Who?" Charlize thought. Then, "Oh Shit!" She knew it had to be Sunny and she frantically tried to break free to warn her lover but Halle had no trouble keeping her pinned on her knees in front of her as the door closed and Sunny came striding in, blissfully unaware of what she was about to walk into.

"Hello there Sunny," Charlize heard Halle saying. "How're you doing, sugah? I hear you've become quite the popular little subbie slut at the club!"

Sunny stopped in her tracks and stared in shock, her mouth opening and closing silently, unable to speak for several seconds. "What....Charlize! What the HELL'S going on?" Charlize could barely hear Sunny with her face stuffed in Halle's crotch.

"Why nothing's going on," Halle purred, patting Charlize' head. "It’s just our sweet Charlize has decided to be my slave-girl, that's all!"

Charlize's face had been in Halle's crotch for nearly a minute and she was feeling light-headed again. Her struggles had weakened as she started to pass out again. She could vaguely make out the sound of Halle and Sunny shouting, but the words just didn't seem to register anymore. Suddenly, Charlize could breathe again as Halle kicked her away and stood up, standing over her almost the way a mother lioness would as she protected her cub. Charlize slumped, barely breathing, against the couch with all the strength of a limp, wet dishrag. She was vaguely aware that Halle and Sunny were shouting at each other, then the screams and sounds of fighting. Charlize could only barely muster the strength to turn to see what was happening as her submissive blonde girlfriend and her black dominatrix grappled, reeling back and forth then crashing to the floor and rolling around.

Sunny was nowhere near as hot as Halle, but she was still a very attractive woman. They were about the same height, but Sunny was slimmer - especially above the waist! And while Sunny had a pretty face, she seemed almost plain next to the beautiful Halle. Sunny had one of the world's great asses and and a trim, slim figure, but she was (like Charlize) small chested and having Halle there to compare to her only made Sunny's breasts seem even less consequential! They certainly contrasted sharply as they struggled; Halle's lustrous hair and mocha skin pressing against Sunny's dirty blond hair and pale white complexion.

Charlize lay slumping against the couch, her mind dazed and her emotions confused as she watched the struggle as they rolled around on the floor. Even in her befogged brain it was an easy matter to tell who had the upper hand as they were both sitting facing Charlize with Halle's thighs clamped tight around Sunny's waist from behind. While squeezing Sunny's body with her powerful legs, Halle had one hand in Sunny's hair, tugging her head backward, the other around Sunny's throat choking her. Sunny screaming at the pain Halle was inflicting on her while Halle looked shockingly calm and confident as she took control of Sunny's squirming, wriggling body.

"Not so mouthy now, are ya cunt," Halle hissed in Sunny's ear as she continued to viciously yank her blond hair. Charlize realized with a start that Halle physically dominating Sunny was not only highly erotic, but arousing! Halle seemed so powerful, so completely in control of everything!

"Get...(ungh)...off...me...(unnnnh)....you...(ack!)...bitch!" Sunny gasped as she fought desperately to keep Halle from ripping the hair from her head at the same time she was slowly tightening the arm around her throat.

Sunny's attempts to hold onto her hair down and stop the pain made it easy for Halle to roll her into an even better position, twisting Sunny's body over so she was laying sideways between Halle's scissoring legs. Sunny realized too late what the power of Halle's thighs could do around her middle as she felt the air getting squeezed from her lungs and she belatedly dropped her hands to Halle's legs and tried to pry them open. But the black beauty's legs were just too strong and Charlize was amazed at how erotic she found the sight of this beautiful black terror dominating Sunny whose skirt had slowly worked its way up to her waist, exposing her long legs and revealing the tiny hearts on the crotch of the tiny thong she wore.

"What's wrong, cunt? (UGH!) Can't breathe?" Halle taunted, grunting as she applied ever greater force to Sunny's gut, shaking her entire trapped body with each savage squeeze. Charlize was so weak she couldn't even sit up, just lay on her side and watch helplessly as Halle tormented her girlfriend. Gasping for air Sunny made eye contact with Charlize as she desperately sought to pry apart Halle powerful legs.

"Help....me.....ugggh.......help!" Sunny gasped to Charlize as Halle continued to slowly choke her out.

"Her?" Halle scoffed. "She's not going to help you! Hell...she's MINE now; my slave. Look, she's all wet just watching me beat your sorry ass!" Halle laughed at Sunny.

Charlize was shocked to hear it, but she realized Halle was right! Along with beginning to catch her her breath and regain some of her strength, Charlize was also sporting a large wet spot on the front of her panties!

Halle continued shaking Sunny with her legs for another minute or so, her arm clamped tight on Sunny's throat making it impossible for her to replace the oxygen her body was expending in her struggles and that which Halle's legs were forcing from her. As Halle gained the upper hand, Sunny seemed to grow weaker and weaker, her legs no longer kicking or her body bucking, but her legs sweeping slowly and listlessly from side to side while her body just arched each time her hips bucked ever so slightly. So when Halle suddenly twisted Sunny around, she was helpless to prevent it! Halle scissored Sunny now so they were facing one other, then with both hands, Halle pulled Sunny's face down into her ample bosom. Sunny's arms and legs flailed ineffectually as she found herself in double trouble; Halle's crushing waist scissors and her smothering bosom.

"This is what a real woman's tits feel like," Halle sneered. "I'M not built like a little boy like you and your girlfriend over there sittin’ on her ass," Halle taunted, mocked both Charlize and Sunny's small breasts as she smothered Sunny in her large bosom. Charlize could barely hear Sunny's muffled cries as Halle set about smothering her with a vengeance; the whole time jeering and taunting the helpless pornstar. "Maybe I'll let you kiss them before I make you eat my pussy. You'd love that, wouldn't you?" Halle laughed as Sunny's resistance was now reduced to barely struggling at all.

"Mmmmmphh! Mmmmmmmph!" Sunny's desperate muffled cries were barely audible as she began to asphyxiate.

Halle held her another few seconds, then let Sunny's head go and she was so weak she couldn't lift it, just lay with her head resting on Halle's magnificent chest as she gasped for air. Laughing, Halle released the body scissors and pushed Sunny's head downward. Taking her wrists, Halle spread Sunny's arms, then wrapped her legs around Sunny's head. Letting her wrists drop, Halle pulled the blonde's face down onto her crotch and locked her thighs, forcing Sunny face down between her legs, with the black woman's thighs keeping her head trapped in place. Charlize had just escaped from where Sunny was now, and she knew what it was like smothering in Halle's crotch, able to catch only the tiniest of breaths. The smell of her new mistress's sex was the only thing filling Sunny's lungs now.

"Get me something to tie her hands," Halle barked at Charlize, startling her a little.

"What? I mean, what should I get...mistress?" Charlize asked, catching herself in time to use the ‘proper’ form of address.

Halle smiled briefly at her choice of words as she lounged, leaning back on her elbows, enjoying the sensation of Sunny's nose rubbing as she struggled fitfully between her legs.

"A pair of pantyhose will do perfectly," Halle ordered. Charlize struggled to her feet, finding she was still a little disoriented, and went to the bedroom, quickly returning with a pair of pantyhose in her hand. "Pull her hands behind her back and tie them! We're gonna have some fun," Halle told Sunny who probably didn't know or understand what was going on at this point.

Charlize easily captured Sunny's hands and began tying them behind her. She barely resisted when Charlize bound her wrists tight and once Halle was satisfied Sunny's hands were secure, she rolled the helpless girl onto her back. Sitting first on Sunny's upper chest, Halle then slid back onto her stomach. Reaching down she tweaked Sunny's nipples viciously through her blouse, taunting and teasing her. "You call THESE tits? God, they're pathetic, worse’n Theron's!" Halle laughed. Sunny cried out with pain as she fought to catch her breath while Halle took off her own blouse and Charlize watched hypnotized as Halle's pendulous breasts, held up and together by a red bra, came into view. She tossed her blouse aside, cupping her breasts and looked down at Sunny's panting face between her knees.

"But THESE, these are a real woman's tits!" Halle gloated and then reached down to steady Sunny's lolling head as she leaned over and plunged her breasts down over Sunny's face.Charlize watched amazed at the spectacle before her, with a moist pussy, as Sunny smothered in Halle's ample cleavage. Halle laughed that familiar laugh as she rubbed her chest on Sunny's face, depriving her of air for what seemed like way too long...only to lift up and let her catch a breath just when it seemed she'd pass out....then back down smothering her again!

"Are you ready to beg for mercy yet? If you ask nicely I may let you off with just licking my pussy," Halle told her, lifting her boobs off Sunny's face.

Sunny took a moment to gather her breath before she was able to answer. "Go........to hell.....bitch....get offa....me!"

"Bitch?" Halle asked with a raised eyebrow. "Oh, don't even TRY to pretend, you little lezzy! You know you want it. Here, have a little free preview," she laughed. Halle sat up and began to inch forward. Sunny looked terrified as Halle moved her crotch onto Sunny's upper chest and throat. "Are you ready? Here it comes!" Halle laughed moving forward again.

"No! Please don't....smmmmmmmpffh!" Sunny's plea was cut off as Halle sat down on her face.

"Oh shut up already!" Halle snapped as she began to rub her pussy in Sunny's face. She rode Sunny's face gleefully, periodically pausing to allow the blond a breath which kept her from passing out so she could prolong the smothering. After each pause, Halle asked Sunny, "Are you ready to do what I tell you yet?"

Sunny just lay there gasping and Halle waited until she could say, "No....get off of me!"

"I don't think so. I'm going to sit on your face until you admit that you actually say you WANT to eat my pussy," Halle told her, sitting back down. "You know, riding your girlfriend’s worthless little face is a lot of fun. I should’ve done this a long time ago," Halle told Charlize who just stood there like a moron, watching her new Mistress smother her girlfriend. She kept watching Halle rub her crotch in Sunny's face for a while longer, then she stopped and asked again, "Ready yet?"

After a long pause, Sunny sighed, "No!"

Halle just shrugged and sat back down on her face, telling her, "Come on, give up already. Your lover here doesn't realize it, but I know you have just as big a crush on me as she does. I've seen the way you look at me when you're waiting on my table in the club. Why don't you just give in and admit it?" Halle asked as she let Sunny catch another quick breath.

"Ge...get....off ....me.....please," this time, Sunny begged, plaintively, without the bravado she'd shown before.

"No!" Halle snapped. "Not until you admit it; admit you want me!".

"What...did....I ever do....to you? Please....get....get....off of me," Sunny whimpered, gasping for breath.

"Maybe a taste of my ass will bring you around," Halle smirked, climbing off of Sunny to spin around. With her hands tied under her and Halle's feet holding her head in place, Sunny looked up helplessly as Halle's ass descended onto her face.

"No! Please! Plea…mmmmmmmph!" Sunny begged just before Halle's ass muffled her. It was amazing to see just how deep her face disappeared up into the crack of Halle's beautiful heart-shaped black ass when Halle wiggled her ass evilly, keeping the trapped blond starved for air.

"It's hard to believe you could get ANY woman with these," Halle said, reaching down to slap Sunny’s perky little boobs, pulling and twisting the hard nipples while she continued scrubbing her ass on the girl's face. Halle played with Sunny's nipples cruelly as she continued riding her face. Then Halle once more lifted up briefly and listened as Sunny gasped aloud, sucking in life-giving air.

"Ready yet? Ready to admit you WANT to become my slave like your ex-girlfriend Charlize?" Halle asked again.

"Puh...........please.........please........no...more.......please.....," Sunny begged.

Angrily, Halle dropped hard back down onto Sunny's face, muttering, "I can sit here all day, you know. You might as well give up!" Then looking up at Charlize, Halle grinned, "Well, it looks like Sunny wants to sniff my ass all day. Guess there's no reason you should just stand there with your finger in your pussy. Get your ass over her and give my breasts some attention while we wait for your girlfriend to come to her senses!"

Halle removed her bra, unholstering her heavy breasts. Charlize stared transfixed by the sight of breasts so incredible, so perfect, she hadn't seen anything like them since Cat Bell's when they were an 'item' more than five years earlier. She stared mesmerized as she slowly knelt and pressed her lips to Halle's breast; thankful that Halle had finally taken charge; grateful that she wanted to use her....Charlize didn't care how! She softly kissed Halle's breasts as Halle ran her fingers through her hair like a child. Halle seemed pleased with her which made Charlize happy.

"You've been ripe for this for a long time. isn't it obvious that you should serve a strong beautiful woman like me?" Halle asked.

"Yes mistress Halle," Charlize answered, glad to have the opportunity to see her naked breasts, much less kiss them.

"That's it, just worship my tits like a good little slave while I see how your tit-less wonder friend is doing," Halle said, lifting her ass off Sunny's face. Charlize didn't take her mouth from Halle's breast so she couldn't see Sunny, but she must have been pretty bad because she could hear her coughing and gasping for breath....on and on. Then, gradually, Charlize heard Sunny beginning to cry. "Give up yet? Ready to admit it? Ready to admit you want me?" Halle asked her.

"Y...y...yessss...." Charlize heard Sunny sob.

"And you admit that I'm a better woman than you?"

"Y...yes."

"I'm so much better, so much stronger and so much more beautiful; that you realize you MUST become my slave, right?"

"yes....."

Halle quietly pushed Charlize away and got off of Sunny. Standing up, she slowly slid her panties down and stepped out of them; standing in all her naked glory. "This is what you want, isn't it!" Halle said although it wasn’t a question, it was a statement of fact. Caressing her pussy, she straddled Sunny and there was a long pause broken only by the gently sound of Sunny's sniffling until she finally managed to gasp “....yes..." ever so softly.

"What was that? Louder!" Halle shouted, suddenly shattering the quiet.

"…yes…," Sunny burbled meekly, her sobs growing louder and less under control.

"This! This is what you want. SAY IT! Say you want to lick my pussy. Say it you worthless little, titless cunt!" Halle yelled.

"I....I want to lick your pussy," Sunny admitted, her face flushed with shame.
Moving to straddle Sunny, Halle squatted and held her mound sex about an inch over Sunny's tear-stained face. The smell of her arousal was so strong Charlize could smell it from where she was. "Kiss it. Kiss my twat," Halle ordered. Sunny looked torn for a moment, then she caved in and, craning her head up off the floor, planted her puckered lips on Halle's wet muff. Halle smiled at Sunny's submission and then roughly sat down on the girl's face.

"Now eat it! Eat my pussy!" Halle commanded and it became obvious from her smile that under her Sunny obeyed. "You!" she snapped at Charlize. "Suck my tits while your titless dyke girlfriend tongues my snatch!" Charlize wasted no time in returning to Halle's glorious breasts. She sucked hard at one of her dark brown nipples as Halle rode Sunny's mouth.

Halle moaned and shuddered as she furiously humped Sunny's face. "You're worthless.....both of you.........you're just toys..........toys for me to play with................ohhhh...........that's it you worthless cunt............suck my black pussy.........ohhhh...............ohhhhh...........I'm going to cum on your face.........all over your nasty ugly little face............ohhhhh...............ohhhhhhhhhh.............ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" then Halle cried out as she climaxed onto Sunny's face.

Halle sat dazed for a moment, then let out a long, low sigh. She sat on Sunny's face, shaking with the strength of her orgasm while Charlize continued to suckle at her teat. Finally, Halle pushed Charlize away and lifted herself just a little off Sunny's face. Charlize was astounded to see Sunny's pink tongue stretching to reach up and keep contact with Halle's puffy labia. Halle let Sunny slurp for a few more minutes before climbing off. Charlize’ panties were soaked from her excitement and Halle stood laughing softly over the two of them. Then she began to dress, chuckling at the pathetic sight of Charlize kneeling in her soaked panties and Sunny, her hands tied behind her and her red face glistening with Halle's juices.

"You morons are my slaves now. Don't forget it! I'll explain later how worshipping me is going to change your lives. I'll be back in a couple of hours. You'd both better be here waiting for me," Halle told them as she finished dressing. "You both know you want me to own you. So just accept it," Halle gloated. Then kneeling next to Sunny, she sniffed at the tied girl's face and giggled. "You smell just like my cunt, cunt!" she told her and started laughing out loud. Sunny began sobbing anew, humiliated by the realization of what she had just done.

"Why don't you lick my cum off of your girlfriend's face?" Halle told Charlize who obediently lowered her mouth to Sunny's face she began to lick and slurp up Halle's secretions. "You can untie her whenever you want. I'll be back in a bit to begin your training. God, look at you two of you…you're pathetic!" Halle sneered.

Then Halle turned and strolled regally out of Charlize’s apartment, leaving Charlize still licking Sunny's face after the door closed. When Charlize got to Sunny’s mouth she surprised Sunny with a deep tongue kiss. They kissed passionately for a moment and Charlize realized Sunny was just as aroused by Halle's domination as she’d been! Charlize rolled her over, untied her hands and they had the best sex they'd had in months - right there on the living room floor. Afterward, they didn't really know how to act toward one another. Both had been humiliated badly, yet they'd loved every minute of it! They didn't talk, just sat silently on the floor and wondered what was going to happen when Halle returned!
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While Charlize and Sunny were being enslaved by Halle Berry, Minka and Asia Carrera were meeting with Wifey and Danni Ashe in Wifey's office at the Club. The Oriental ladies were there to argue for more of their girls from the Asian Stable to get fights in featured bouts on the club's fight card. During the meeting, Barocca walked in unexpectedly.

"Don't mind me ladies,” she said with a wave of her hand. “Wifey’s my superintendent and whatever decision she wants, she gets because what she wants, is what I want!" Barocca walked over to Wifey who was sitting behind her desk, leaned over and whispered gently, "Wifey, I want to seduce you right now. I'll make you feel so good you won't believe it. Better than you've ever felt, just keep talking to everyone and I promise, I'll make you feel SO good!"

Wifey couldn't believe what she'd said and couldn't help herself as what Barocca said went straight to her pussy. Barocca's voice was totally intoxicating and maybe she was tapping into some hidden desire in Wifey. Barocca leaned back and started stroking Wifey's pussy right in front of the other women.

"Ohhh Wifey, this feels so good. I think you’re so beautiful and so sexy. I want to adore you! " Barocca whispered softly as she leaned over to kiss Wifey's neck with her soft lips and tongue.

It felt wonderful and Wifey knew in that moment she would let Danni and the other girls talk while she totally surrendered to the black goddess who was making her feel more sexy than she’d ever felt before. Imagine the most powerful woman in the club, adoring HER!! Barocca seemed to pick up on Wifey’s thoughts and every once in a while her tongue would wander over to Wifey's mouth. Barocca reached under Wifey's skirt to stroke her upper thighs and Wifey's pussy began to drool - she was in lesbian heaven! This woman, the most powerful in the club, was seducing her right there in front of her clients! Everyone would know the Black Goddess had totally succumbed to Wifey.

Barocca whispered, "I bet this feels better than anything, right? Aren't you dying to have my soft lips on your pussy right now? Don't you want to cum with this beautiful black woman sucking your pussy while you talk to your guests?"

Wifey was thinking, "This is the best sex situation I'll ever have, the very best! I'm talking to my customers and this gorgeous Black goddess is making my pussy juice ooze right outta my panties!"

Barocca was right, Wifey's pussy was exploding with sex, and pussy juice was leaking out everywhere. Danni, Minka, and Asia kept talking, but all eyes in the room were on the two lovers. Barocca continued, "Just keep quiet and I'm going to lick your pussy and make you cum." Wifey was powerless; in the spell of the beautiful black seductress who could do anything she wanted with her. Wifey knew this woman could have sex with any woman she wanted but she’d just knelt down in front of HER and lifted HER skirt, pulled down HER panties and gently placed her lips over HER slit and started gently sucking HER pussy. Wifey had never felt anything so heavenly! The ladies kept talking while Wifey was letting the Porn Star Queen suck her to a heavenly orgasm. Barocca knew exactly what would make her explode and she kept doing it - she wet her finger and as Wifey was cumming, she pushed it gently up into her ass! Wifey not only kept cumming and cumming - she couldn't stop!! Then Barocca pulled down her top and started sucking Wifey's huge breasts as she fingered her pussy - Wifey climaxed again and again.

Barocca whispered, "I like making love too much that I had to have you right now. I know these women here would love to suck your pussy just like I did."

Barocca got up, fixed her dress, then walked around the desk to face the rest of the ladies. "I've called a meeting this afternoon with the brigade board, and we're going to appoint this stunning woman," she said, pointing back at Wifey. "To be the superintendent of the whole club; that means she’s in charge of everything!" Barocca walked back to Wifey and kissed her, then whispered, "I can't wait to serve you!" Then Barocca finished dressing and left the room.

Minka looked at Wifey, "WOW! Congratulations hon, you accomplished something everyone thought was impossible. You've got the Queen for your pussy slave!” She gave Wifey a seductive look and added, "Maybe WE can get together soon?"

"Anytime you want Minka; I've masturbated over you so many times," Wifey revealed, still hot from the unbelievable session with Barocca. Danni ran over, kissed her and offered her congratulations as well.

"Danni, let Asia fill you in on whatever Minka wants,” Wifey said. “She and I are going to continue this meeting in private!" Wifey and Minka - who were so hot for each other - went into Wifey's private bath room where they had quick sex to try to satisfy their lust for each other. It was clear those two were now an item as well! Danni and Asia sat at Wifey’s desk and arranged for a tag team fight with Kira Kerner and Francine Dee from the Asian stable who would face Linsey Dawn McKenzie and Chloe Vevrier.

Once the papers were signed, Asia hugged Danni, "You need to show that bitch Linsey you’re her superior."

Danni smiled, "Your right Asia, she'll find out who’s the boss! I'm going to enjoy every second of watching Kira and Francine destroying those two ungrateful whores!"

Asia and Danni came up with the name of ‘The Tsunami’ (Tidal Wave) for the tag team of Kira and Francine, to help with the publicity for the fight. When Wifey and Minka returned, all four women had cocktails to celebrate their team work and were eager to see the two brunettes be humbled by ‘The Tsunami.’ The fight was scheduled for the next night.

That evening in the Black Brigade board room, Wifey received a unanimous vote to take over as the club's top boss. Barocca easily persuaded the Brigade hierarchy that the move would greatly increase their financial situation, showing the black rulers the contract that would be offered to Wifey. The Brigade leaders were all totally impressed by Wifey and they were eager to have a white woman in control in order to alleviate some of the fears among the Hollywood stars that by joining they would find themselves enslaved by the Black leadership. (Of course that WAS the plan, but using Wifey as their ‘front’ would make it that much easier to rope in new members whose dues would swell the coffers.) So it would be a quite different chapter in the club's recent history, having a blonde in control of the daily affairs for them. Wifey would run the entire show although Barocca remained as the Queen and could, of course, fire Wifey any time she wanted!

Barocca called Wifey to inform her of the decision, "We'd like you to come to the board room so we can show you our support." Wifey quickly left her apartment and went down to the Black Brigade board room. When Wifey entered, the Brigade big shots were still buzzing about their decision. The murmur died down and an expectant silence fell over the room as Barocca greeted Wifey and they hugged.

"Is my contract signed?" Wifey asked eagerly.

"We've given you total control, you're our 'Blonde Mistress'! We know you'll make our brigade stronger than ever."

Wifey now turned to the remaining women and told them, "You've signed the contract. This is your last chance to back out. Second thoughts, anybody?"

All the Black girls shook their heads, they were determined to go on, but many of them looked uneasy. "OK," Wifey continued after a short pause. "I can then welcome you to your new brigade. From now on you’re going to do what I want and I’ll help you do the things you want. But that means that some of you will be called upon to do things you may not like because, from now on, I own your bodies. Is that clear?"

It took the stunned girls a few moments to realize that their Blonde Mistress had asked a question, but once it sunk in, they all replied in a somewhat imprecise chorus, "Yes Mistress!"

Wifey looked sternly at them, showing the black women she meant business. She had to get their respect if she was going to rule. Wifey looked at their faces, knowing she had accomplished her goal. Then she walked over to Barocca and continued in a stern voice, "SLAVE, you have two choices; you can break the contract NOW or obey me! What will it be? Do you want to break the contract?" The Queen could only shake her head so, grinning, Wifey sat down on a chair and commanded, "COME HERE SLAVE!" Barocca jumped to obey the Mistress' order. "Lay down across my lap NOW!"

Barocca obeyed but she thought, "This is absurd. She can't spank me; can she?"

Alas, that was exactly Wifey's intention. "It seems that you have not fully realized your change in status. Let this be a lesson for all of you!” She started to deliver hard spanks to Barocca's quivering buttocks. Barocca clenched her teeth, determined to preserve her dignity. Her determination evaporated quickly. Wifey was a true artist in the art of spanking, spreading them evenly all over Barocca's smarting behind and pausing long enough to let each spank have its full effect before she delivered the next. After less than 20 spanks, Barocca couldn't hold still and she squirmed on the Wifey's lap as tears were streaming down her beautiful face. After a few additional spanks, Barocca's buttocks were crimson and the last vestiges of her adult dignity had vanished utterly.

"Please Mistress ... (spank) AAAHOHUH! Mistress...I will be a good girl... (spank) AOOOH! I will serve you well." (spank) Wifey paid no attention to her pleas but continued until the promised number had been delivered. Finally, the ordeal was over although Barocca continued to sob and squirm nearly five minutes more before she quieted down. Wifey patted Barocca's very red buttocks as she caressed her exposed slit. "Hmm -- you are wet, little one. What a little slut you are, dear," she said in a soothing voice, quite unlike the one she’d been using earlier.

To her submissive pleasure, Barocca realized that Wifey (now her Mistress) was right; she never HAD felt more humiliated in her life and her face became, if possible, one shade redder than her smarting ass. Yet she was thrilled to be Wifey's victim and it was clear to the rest of the Brigade elite they would almost certainly take Barocca's place if they dared anger the Queen.

"Alright slavegirl," Wifey continued (in her original voice again). "Stand up and go see your ass, and know that I mean business!"

Barocca walked over to the other side of the room and looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, "Hail to our Blonde Goddess!"

After this demonstration, none of the other black women dared to offer Wifey any resistance and before she left, Wifey had all the women kiss her feet, then escort her up to her new penthouse suite. Part of her new contract was a luxurious penthouse suite identical to Barocca's, which covered a whole floor of the club building. The group had a party and Wifey explained some of the ideas she wanted to implement as the new leader.
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The next night the Club arena was buzzing with word of Wifey's ascent to the club's big boss job. Danni Ashe had set up a big fight card for the evening and everyone went crazy when Wifey entered the arena accompanied by Minka and walked over to take her seat in a ruler's throne at ringside next to Barocca. Minka took her place on the floor at Wifey’s feet.

The highlight of the evening’s ‘celebrity parade’ as the crowd filed into their seats, was Halle Berry! She showed up with fellow Oscar winner Charlize Theron and Charlize’s ex- (once again current?) girlfriend Sunny McKay. They caused quite a stir with Halle in an orange micro with a plunging neckline leading the two naked, collared, blondes on short leather leashes down the aisle to her ringside seat! She pointed to the floor in front of her and Charlize/Sunny obediently dropped to their knees, heads bowed, sitting with their backs to the ring; never taking their eyes off Halle for the entire evening!

Paris and Nicky Hilton arrived on the arms of Paris’ co-star, Nicole Richie who not only had her arms linked with the heiresses, but appearing very much the one in ‘charge’ as she high-stepped through the throng of Papparazzi into the club, tugging both of the Hilton’s and not allowing either to slow down to answer reporters questions or pose for photos - which was quite unusual
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Tara Reid arrived alone, but quickly attached herself to one of the Black Brigade bodyguards before they disappeared into the Brigade's private suite.

But the most talked about ‘new couple’ was a frequent club-goer Lindsay Lohan who slipped in with stunning blond Scarlett Johansson, both all giggles and batting eyelashes in Scarlett’s first visit to the Club.


Nicole Kidman with Naomi Watts arrived separately, both incognito, but they then hooked up in the bar, leaning across one of the tiny bistro tables kissing and exchanging whispered 'sweet nothings' while one of the Club's nude cocktail waitresses gyrated tableside at Nicole's request - and earning a generous tip from Nicole in the process!

After much anticipation and nervousness during preliminary matches, the much-anticipated tag team match was finally on!

Kira Kerner + Francine Dee (The Tsunami) vs. Linsey Dawn McKenzie + Chloe Vevrier

Linsey and Chloe are introduced first and they strut to the ring to loud cheers from the crowd. The beautiful young, brunettes wear their dark hair long, Linsey’s nearly down to her huge breasts. They give the all-female audience a sexy show as they parade around the ring showing off their exotic bodies. The crowd likes what they see as both are in white bikinis, their excitedly flushed faces stunningly prettied by eye shadow and glitter. After the two white women finally climb into the ring, the Tsunamis are introduced. They make their way to the ring to an equally rousing ovation. They too wear matching outfits - in their case, black bras and thongs. As they walk toward the ring, each is carrying a black leather bag that matches their bikini’s.

The referee for the match is Bobbi Billiard and she’d been hand-picked by Danni Ashe who whated to show Bobbi off. She had big plans for Bobbi who paraded around the ring in a thong and striped top tied under her big breasts to approving howls from the adoring crowd. She called the four women together, quickly explained that there were no rules and sent them on their way! When the bell rings, Chloe comes out to start against Kira!

They circle one another briefly, then they lock up and Chloe immediately pulls Kira into a side headlock. She winds up and pounds Kira in the head with her right fist, holding her head tight under her left arm. Chloe punches again, then uses Kira’s hair to whip her into the ropes. When Kira bounces back, Chloe nails her with a clothesline which sends the Asian beauty crashing hard to the mat. Chloe kicks Kira, then pulls her up by the hair and drags her over to her corner where she tags in her partner Linsey.

Linsey climbs the ropes, then jumps off, hitting Kira with an ax-handle across the upper back driving her to her knees in pain. Linsey kicks Kira in the stomach and when she doubles over, gives her a well-executed vertical suplex. Francine looks on in concern because - like many in the crowd - she’d assumed the white girls would be creampuffs! She’s shocked to see that they apparently have learned some wrestling skills and that concerns her because the Tsunamis don't want it to become a technical wrestling match! Linsey hauls Kira up by the hair, then bearhugs her waist, lifts her up and side slams her back to the mat!

As Linsey’s lifting Kira off the mat for yet another power move, Kira gouges Linsey’s eyes, blinding her! Kira escapes to tag Francine who rushes into the ring and kicks Linsey VERY LOW in the belly, then slams her across the back, knocking her down on her belly on the mat. Francine quickly hair-hauls Linsey back to her knees, then knees her in the face. Linsey is dazed as she’s experiencing adversity in the ring for the first time in her Porn Star Club fight career! Francine picks her up again and Irish Whips her to the ropes, intending to clothesline her but when Linsey rebounds, she ducks under Francine's arm, springs off the opposite ropes and on the bounce-back, Linsey nails Francine with a dropkick!

She quickly rolls across the ring to tag in Chloe who runs in to nail Francine with yet another dropkick! Francine nimbly side-steps Chloe’s attempt, letting Chloe’s body crash to mat flat on her back, knocking the wind out of her! Francine pounces, grabbing Chloe up by the hair and then with a running start, rams her head into the hard turnbuckle. She gathers Chloe up under the arms, leans her body in the corner while she climbs to the second rope; then grabs a fistful of hair in her left hand, and begins pummeling Chloe with her right fist.

Despite being hammered with blow after blow to the face, Chloe wraps her arms around Francine's legs and manages to pull her off of the second rope, slamming her to the mat, then staggers over to tag Linsey who climbs into the ring and waits for Francine to struggle to her feet, then scoops her up and drops her in a backbreaker across her knee. Linsey lets Francine roll off her knee and she lays writhing on the mat, holding her lower back in pain. Linsey is happy about how the match is going and so she takes a moment to showboat for the fans, shaking her bulbous boobs playfully. Then Linsey gets back to work!

She runs to the far side ropes and uses their spring to increase the power of her move as she leaps in the air to drop her elbow down across Francine's face. Somehow, however, Francine senses what is happenind and when Kira screams a warning, she rolls out of the way just in time! Linsey lands hard, driving her own elbow in to the mat. She flops around moaning in agony and cluthing her injured arm. Francine takes advantage - slowly lifting Linsey by the hair, then picks her up around the waist, lifts her and powers her back down onto her knee, replicating Linsey’s backbreaking move she’d suffered just a few moments ago. Linsey lays on her back, her body arched across Francine's knee, her feet and her hair dangling on the mat.

"How’s your back feel, cunt?" Francine taunts, then shoves her off her knee and - to increase Linsey’s pain - drives her elbow down into the small of the busty white woman’s aching back.

Grinning, Francine steps around, grabs Linsey’s ankles and spreads her long lovely legs wide. Cocking her head to enjoy the sound of Linsey's pathetic, whimpering pleas for mercy, Francine shakes her head, then STOMPS her heel down onto Linsey's crotch, standing up and grinding on her pussy. After watching (and enjoying) the pain on Linsey's pretty pale face, Francine drops her legs, picks Linsey up, whirls around and bodyslams her OVER the top rope! On the way down, Linsey bounces off the ring apron, then lands on the back of her shoulders, her head bouncing off the concrete floor. The audience lets out a GASP at the brute power of sweet Francine, then a GASP when Linsey’s head THONK hits the cement, stunning her!

Francine climbs through the ropes and hops down from the ring. She kicks Linsey in the side, then decides she's done enough “wrestling” for one night and angrily throws a busty redhead out of her seat, grabbing the folding chair and raises it over her head, waiting as Linsey rolls over and struggles up on her hands and knees….then Francine slams the chair down on the back of Linsey’s head! CLANG! Linsey crumples to the floor just as Francine…WHACK…smashes her across the back.

Chloe watched in shock as Francine tossed Linsey out of the ring, but when she climbed out after her, she jumped down from her corner and ran around the ring to help her partner. But as she grabbed the ringpost and swept around the near corner, Kira intercepted her and drove a knee into her belly! Chloe is doubled over out of breath just as Kira whirled around still holding the (now badly twisted) folding chair and BAWANG smashed her in the head! Chloe went down like she’d been shot, only to be picked up by both Kira and Francine and power slammed flat on her back on the PPV announcers table!

As Chloe wrihed in pain, Kira blasted her in the gut over and over, then wrapped the microphone cord around her neck and started to choke her while Francine left them to return to Linsey who was rolling around groaning and sobbing in pain. She pulled Linsey back to her feet, scooped her up and bodyslammed her on the cold, hard concrete floor and then kicked and stomped her! The Tsunamis had turned the ‘wrestling’ match into their kind of fight - a brawl!

Kira grabbed Chloe's bikini top by the cups, slammed her knee down on Chloe’s red, abused belly and pulled up, ripping it in two and baring her luscious tits. Kira tossed the bikini top into the crowd where Ashley Judd grabbed it away from Sandra Bullock, elbowing her in the mouth and knocking her out in the scramble. At the same time, Francine had Linsey’s top off as well and she threw it to Barocca who quickly gave it to Wifey as a souvenir of her first night as ‘boss’. Wifey looked back up just in time to see Linsey getting dragged to her feet by her heavy-hanging tits, and having her head forcefully slammed into the ring apron!

The Tsunamis tossed two folding chairs into the ring, then rolled their dazed and nearly unconscious opponents into the ring after them. With all four girls in the ring at once, the concept of tagging had been forgotten. Continuing her assault on Linsey's back, Francine bodyslams her onto one of the chairs and Linsey screams out in pain. Francine again brings her to her feet and puts her in position for a DDT, driving her headfirst down onto the chair!!

Meanwhile, Kira tosses the other chair in the opposite corner, then puts Chloe in a headlock and runs toward the corner pulling Chloe along, then jumps into the air and drives Chloe's face down directly onto the metal chair in a devastating bulldog! Kira opens the chair and places the bar between the front legs across Chloe's throat and chokes her with it, standing on the chair so the bar presses deep into her neck.

Linsey and Chloe are being overwhelmed and picked apart by the vicious tactics of the Tsunamis! Linsey has the chair smashed across her back a few more times before Francine tosses it out of the ring while Kira finishes choking Chloe, then discards her chair as well. Now the dominant Tsunamis each stand menacingly over their downed victim, then in a move they’d obviously practiced, they each reached down and grabbing their opponent by the tits, dragging the battered beauties all the way across the ring by their tits, relishing in their pathetic screams and sobbing as they pass each other mid-ring..

When they each reach the other side of the ring, they turn around and drag them back across the ring by the tits again; then they repeat the parade a third time! After the third painful trip, the two beaten white women lay curled up clutching their tortured boobs.

The Tsunamis ignore Chloe for the time being to double-team Linsey, safely assuming Chloe won't be able to do much more than lie curled in the fetal postion crying and whimpering. Linsey is dumped upside-down in the corner with her long legs draped over the top ropes, her hair sweeping the mat, and her beautiful, bare, battered boobs dangling in her face. Then Kira and Francine take turns hammering her cunt with their fists, punching her twat, sometimes kicking her tits until Linsey's breasts show dark bruises from the beating. After many brutal punches to Linsey’s crotch, Francine clasps her hands together, raises them and leaps in the air to deliver a devastating double ax-handle to Linsey's cunt. The blow lands with such force that it shakes Linsey free from the corner and she crumples on the mat, curls up in a ball holding her wounded womanhood and emits a half-conscious moan. The big-bust model has never been in such extreme pain, nor felt such awful humiliation. The cruel Asians have pounded her bare twat and tits to hamburger, continuing their assault long after Linsey was in tears and pleading to submit..

Now, The Tsunamis converge on Chloe, lift her up, then drop her facefirst on the mat! They pick her up again, and this time hold her high in the air so the fans can get a good look at her half-naked, sweat-drenched body before they drop her on her belly across both of their knees. Her glitter, makeup, and tear covered face contorts in pain and she groans out loud as she’s ceremoniously pushed off onto the mat.

The Tsunamis decide to finish off their victims in style and Kira picks up Chloe's beaten body by her hair and puts her head between her legs for a pile driver as Francine climbs to the top rope. When Kira lifts Chloe's legs in the air and inverts her, Francine dives off the ropes, grabbing Chloe's feet on her way down, and forcefully power drives her head into the mat; a devastating Spike Pile Driver that leaves Chloe motionless and quite possibly badly injured!!

Now it was Linsey's turn! Again it’s Kira who walks over to Linsey's beautiful, barely-conscious body, drags her up by the hair and puts her head between her legs, grunting as she heaves Linsey’s legs into the air, setting her up for another spike pile driver. Francine once more climbs up to the top rope and, just as she had with Chloe, she leaps off and drives Linsey headfirst into the mat. Linsey and Chloe are both motionless and both utterly helpless. Kira and Francine pick them both up at the same time and bodyslam them side by side in the middle of the ring, then they each roll up one of their prone opponents into a pin position for the easy, “ONE! TWO! THREE!” The referee waves for the bell - although in the violent world of the Porn Star Club, a victim’s suffering rarely ends with the bell and the fans anticipate more torment.

And the Tsunamis don't disappoint their fans! Kira takes Chloe and Francine takes Linsey, put them on their feet and wrap ropes around their necks, then flip them over the top rope, letting them dangle with their feet off the floor, kicking as they choke. The poor girls wriggle like trout on a fishing hook until - after about a minute - Kira drops Chloe and she crumples to the hard floor, clutching her throat and gasping for air. Francine is still struggling to hold Linsey’s feet off the floor, so Kira slipsout of the ring and begins beating Linsey's bare tummy as she hangs with the rope around her neck, her fingers clutching the rope desperately trying not to strangle.

Kira grabs Linsey by the hips and lifts, sitting her ass on the ring apron with her legs spread over the bottom rope, then she sends a flurry of fists into her twat. She aims the punches just below the pretty triangle of pubic hair, her knuckles digging into the pinkness between her labia which are now swollen and bruised from the battering. Not until Kira is getting armweary is Linsey dragged back into the ring by Francine using the rope around her throat, then Francine stomps her a few times for good measure!

With Linsey no longer a factor, it's Chloe’s turn to suffer. Francine pulls her up off the arena floor using the rope around her neck and hangs her again. Kira winds up and blasts Chloe in the belly, tits and groin several times. Then Kira climbs onto the ring apron, grabs Chloe and leaps off the apron, slamming Chloe's crotch down on her knee - a twatbusting reverse atomic drop! Chloe howls in pain as she slowly topples off Kira’s knee and sprawls on the dirty floor clutching her cunt. After stomping her belly a few times, Kira drags Chloe to her feet by the hair and rams her head into the metal ring post three times before she rolls her into the ring.

While Kira was working Chloe over, Francine lifted Linsey's legs and spread them wide again, then barraged her with stomps to the crotch; blasting her cunt again and again until Linsey is on the verge of passing out from the pain.

After Chloe is rolled back into the ring, the pretty girls are once more dragged to the center of the ring, this time to be stripped completely naked! Linsey has her thong pulled down her legs and off as does Chloe, leaving the two helpless beauties lay face down on the mat with their bare white bottoms in the cool air while the Tsunamis leave the ring to retrieve something from the black bags they brought with them to the match.

The Tsunami’s return to a standing ovation carrying bullwhips which they use to begin whipping Linsey and Chloe like a couple of farm animals. Francine targets Linsey, while Kira enjoys whipping Chloe. Even the fans in the far reaches of the building can clearly hear the ruthless CRACK! CRACK! of the bullwhips as they leave dark red welts all over the girls backs, legs, and especially those big round asses! Linsey and Chloe shriek in agony and squirm from the pain, but they're too beaten to offer much resistance. The poor girls are crying uncontrollably, as tears cascade down their cheeks.

After whipping their hapless opponents for two minutes, the Tsunamis move to further the humiliation, hog-tying the two sobbing girls with the same ropes used to hang them earlier. The Tsunamis are treating poor Linsey and Chloe like calves in a rodeo! Francine grabs Linsey's pubic hair and tears out large fistfuls, ripping clump after clump ‘til there's almost nothing left of her once lush bush! Kira gives Chloe the same treatment, then Francine gathers a fistful of Linsey's pussy hair and stuffs it in Chloe's mouth while Kira fills Linsey's mouth to the brim with Chloe's bloody pubes!

"How's your partner's pussy taste, bitch?" Kira taunts.

The Tsunamis produce a roll of duct tape which they use to tape Linsey and Chloe’s mouths shut so they can't spit the hair out. But they take the humiliation even further, bringing out leather whips to whip their bound and helpless opponents until their bodies are covered with red welts, cuts and bruises.. If the poor girls weren't gagged with pussy hair and duct tape, they'd long since have been screaming and begging for mercy. Naturally, the jaded PSFC fans cant’ get enough! The Tsunamis are giving them their money's worth, putting the young brunettes on display, then humiliating and finally torturing them. The Tsunamis stand back to survey the damage they've wrought, relishing the sight of the battered and demoralized brunettes. After a few final hard kicks to the twat, The Tsunamis leave poor Linsey and Chloe hogited after being choked, stripped naked, whipped, hogtied, gagged with duct tape and their partner's torn-out pubic hair - and did we mention their asses had been whipped almost raw as well! The Tsunamis leave the ring in triumph after giving two young brunette beauties a warm welcome from the Asian Stable!
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Carmen Hayes vs. Crystal Gunns

After a break to clean up the ring, it’s time for the MAIN EVENT! The Black Brigade guards escort Crystal Gunns to the ring which has been surrounded on all sides by spectators pressing up against the apron. The guards held Crystal's arms behind her back while Ebony Fighter Carmen Hayes enters the arena and the crowd goes berserk, as Carmen jogs down the aisle wearing only a black bra and thong; thrusting her natural 36DD breasts out for all to gaze upon and admire The arena is dark and loud and Superintendent Wifey has her usual post in her elevated throne in the front row. A trail of cigarette smoke coils above her as Wifey nods in approval before Carmen steps up to the ring and climbs through the ropes carrying an ominous long thin strip of rawhide. She wraps it around the corner post, then turns to incite the crowd further; waving her arms wildly before she turns to address the helpless Crystal - still being held tight by her guards in the far corner.

"Kiss your ass goodbye, Whitey," Carmen warns, as she slowly trots over to her.

The guards release Crystal, then duck out under the ropes, leaving the beautiful brunette with her arms finally free to face Carmen who immediately reaches out and buries her claws in Crystal's long dark hair. Crystal scream as she reaches up with both hands and latches onto Carmen's curly locks as her own head is pulled straight down. With seven inches height on the petite Crystal, Carmen towers over the struggling white woman. The crowd screams as the two women pull viciously on each other's hair; Carmen jerking Crystal's head straight down, keeping the brunette beauty from being able to look up at her. As Crystal cries out in pain, she continues to jerk Carmen's head from side to side with both hands, dizzying the Ebony warrior and both girls are screaming loud enough to be heard over the roar of the spectators!

After dragging one another back and forth across the ring by the hair for several minutes, Carmen finally lets go of Crystal's wildly disheveled hair and Crystal is able to raise her head for the first time... just in time to see Carmen’s claws going for her weak spot - her massive saline-filled juggs! Crystal screams and quickly releases Carmen's hair when the chocolate-skinned fighter latches onto her heavy, sweaty, boobs with both hands.

"Take that, you silicone slut!" Carmen barks, as she digs her claws deep into Crystal's shimmering breasts.

"You bitch!" Crystal groans, wrapping both hands around Carmen's brown mounds.

Both women dig into each other's breasts with reckless abandon; Carmen's crushing hands on Crystal's tits turning her implants into sacks that look like someone sitting on a beanbag. Carmen's natural cocoa breasts pour between and around Crystal's tiny hands as the investigator pumps Carmen's meaty tits. Crystal is at a huge disadvantage, being both topless and with implants while Carmen's black bra offers her some slight protection. Crystal continues to dig her claws in, her nails shredding the fabric and both women are screaming continuously.

They begin to swing each other around the ring by their tits, stretching the elongated glands like taffy. Crystal appears to be weakening, her breasts throbbing from the abuse. But just as her knees began to buckle, Carmen releases Crystal's crushed breasts, her handprints clearly visible as stark white patches on Crystal’s rosy hued boobs. Carmen immediately grabs Crystal's stiff nipples with both hands and savagely twists clockwise. Crystal gasps in astonished pain, releasing Carmen's engorged breasts to grab her wrists, trying to pull her hands from her aching orbs as Carmen continues to twist Crystal's nipples in opposite directions and the crowd hollars as Wifey smiles approvingly from her perch in the fron row.

Unable to pry Carmen's fingers off her twisted nipples, Crystal reaches out with both hands and tears open Carmen's giant black bra, spilling her massive brown breasts out; the nipples stiff with excitement. Crystal grabs each dark bud and pinches hard, making Carmen shriek as she continues to work Crystal's ravaged nipples. The match has become a nipple tug-of-war with both women twisting, pinching and pulling the other's stiff tips as if they were elastic. But Crystal is wearing down; her overly sensitive buds on fire!! The brunette beauty desperately tries to hurt Carmen by coiling her nipples but Carmen is clearly getting the better of the white woman.

"…no…" Crystal weakly blurts, shaking her head as Carmen pulls her huge tits and shakes them up and down, then side to side; her fingers pinching the nipples flat and stretching them into convenient handles.

"Yes bitch, take it!" Carmen demands, as she becomes more dominant with every nipple twist.

Crystal was slowly forced to her knees, but stubbornly keeping her fingers clamped tight on Carmen's buds. Carmen continued to crank Crystal’s nipples to grotesque angles and after a few more seconds, Crystal couldn't take the pain any more and she let go of Carmen's nipples to try and protect her own. She weakly grabbed Carmen's wrists as Carmen inched closer, towering over her and trying to pull off her nipples. Crystal let out a blood-curdling wail and Carmen sensed her vulnerability. She promptly released Crystal's knotted left nipple, drew back her right hand and slapped Crystal hard. Crystal screamed as she toppled over onto her back; groaning loudly and caressing her ravaged nipples. Carmen stood over her, fingers flexing and the crowd sensed the beautiful new girl was in serious trouble - and that Carmen was about to have her way.

Boom! Carmen slammed down on Crystal's tight tummy with a hard elbow drop and Crystal's body folded up, her head, shoulders and legs lifting off the mat like an accordion as she shrieked in pain. As Crystal writhed in agony clutching her belly, Carmen sat up and straddled her stomach then grabbed Crystal's limp arms, and powered them down above her head where she easily pinned them on the canvas. Carmen held them with only her right hand, freeing her left hand for further punishment as she lay on Crystal. The African-American beauty was clearly in control, her big brown jugs swaying over Crystal's pinned body as she slowly dug the long nails of her left hand into the upper part of Crystal's heaving right breast.

"Here’s some new stripes to show the girls in the shower," Carmen laughed as she carved her sharp talons down Crystal's helpless boob.

Crystal screamed as Carmen clawed her nails the length of her bouncing breast. She weakly lifted her head and watched five red welts snake down to the tip of her round boob. Carmen then likewise carved into Crystal's left tit, leaving another row of parallel furrows, dragging her sharp claws on Crystal's beautiful breast as she convulsed in excruciating pain. After clawing the white girls breasts into a wincing hue, Carmen went back to Crystal's raw nipples. Grabbing Crystal's limp, unresisting arms and pinning them at her sides, Carmen held Crystal's arms on the mat with her own as she leaned down over her breasts and took Crystal's small stiff nipple between her glistening white teeth.

Crystal chokes in pain as Carmen bit down hard on her ravaged bud, gnashing the thick nip in her teeth. The crowd roared in approval, Wifey and Barocca leading the cheers as Carmen slowly turned her head from side to side bringing Crystal's right nipple in tow. Tears started to well up in the corners of Crystal's wide eyes, as Carmen took dead aim on her hapless left nipple; grinding the stiff bud sadistically in her teeth. Carmen continued to gnash away at her convulsing captive until Crystal's once sexy nips took on a repulsive, chewed-pencil-eraser appearance.

The crowd raised their approval to a higher state, when they watched Carmen slide her left hand back and bury it in Crystal's defenseless crotch. Crystal could only moan and weakly press Carmen's shoulders with her hands as Carmen dug her long nails into her sensitive sex. Carmen raked her talons down across Crystal's tiny brown pubic stripe, then pinched down hard on her swollen, engorged labia. Crystal gasped wide-eyed as Carmen brutalized her with a ruthless crotch claw.

Finally, Carmen got slowly to her feet; glaring down proudly at her motionless opponent for a moment before she turned and scurried over to the far corner where she collected the long thin strand of rawhide she’d brought with her to the ring. Carmen held it up to the roaring crowd as she thrust out her naked 36DDs and shook them, wearing only in her black thong.

While Carmen put on her show, Crystal managed to roll onto her side; moaning incessantly; her teary eyes squeezed tightly closed. But her brown eyes shot wide open immediately when Carmen ran the rawhide between her legs front to back, then jerked both ends of the strand up toward Crystal's head. Crystal wailed as the burning rawhide dug into her raw pussy and strained to reach down with both hands and weakly tried to pull the long strand away from Carmen's clutches. The sadistic ebony leader kept sawing the rawhide back and forth as if flossing her teeth. The rawhide completely disappeared between Crystal's pussy lips and ass crack, dug in like a tick and inflicting unbearable pain. Finally, Carmen pulled one end of the rawhide toward her; sliding it out of Crystal's mauled dark stripe; allowing Crystal to flop over on the canvas face down; her tightly clenched thighs quivering and badly hurt body trembling.

She could only pray that her dominating opponent would show mercy on her; but Carmen had different plans! Keeping the rawhide wrapped around her hand, Carmen reached down, grabbed Crystal by her slumping shoulders and in a display of her brute strength, muscled Crystal up and set her on her feet. Crystal wavered, swaying back and forth, forcing Carmen to hold her up to keep her from toppling over and crashing back to the canvas. With the crowd going ballistic, Carmen led her incoherent opponent across the ring to the ropes right in front of Wifey’s throne.

"On your knees, balloon boobs!" Carmen ordered, standing behind Crystal.

Crystal was too out of it to even react, so Carmen reached around and twisted her right nipple hard, applying steady downward pull. Crystal’s body shook in pain, then she dropped to her knees. Carmen pulled Crystal's arms up over her head and methodically tied her wrists to the top rope. Crystal offered no resistance; her head bowed, her long dark hair matted in her tear-streaked red face. Wifey and Barocca exchanged winks and knowing grins as Carmen secured Crystal’s wrists to the top rope, and then put her foot on Crystal’s ass and kicked her out of the ring. Crystal groaned as her ass bounced on the ring apron, then dropped, leaving her dangling outside the ring from the waist up with both arms snugly bound above her head to the top rope. She opened her eyes and an endless parade of tears streamed down her cheeks and dribbled onto her hanging breasts where they ran in rivulets down to her mangled nipples where they dropped to the floor between her thrashing legs.

Carmen proudly climbed out of the ring and hopped down to the floor; inciting the crowd by waving her arms and screaming, "Who wants to see these big fake titties busted?"

Carmen stood in front of Crystal's bound body as it hung outside of the ring, one hand on her hip to steady her, the other reaching up to grab and shake the targets of her next attack to further incite the already frenetic crowd!

"…no… please…" Crystal begged, realizing how vulnerable her trembling naked breasts were.

The crowd went ballistic! Carmen promptly turned around and swung her fist moderately up into Crystal's dangling left breast; burying her knuckles deep in the pneumatic tit. Crystal convulsed in pain; her limp body jerking and bouncing as her entire weight was supported by the springy top rope. The response from the blood-thirsty crowd was deafening as Carmen hammered Crystal's right boob with a slightly pulled punch...toying with her beautiful plaything; not quite ready to ruin her impressive chest. But even the ‘pulled’ punch made Crystal let out an awful, gurgling cry. Then Carmen slid under Crystal’s dangling body, grabbed her breasts and pushed her up by her tits, flattening her bulging breasts like pancakes.

"Who's your daddy?" Carmen growled.

Crystal cried, "You are Carmen, you are!"

Carmen reached under Crystal's left breast with her left hand, holding the battered tit up as she made a fist with her right and sent a hard punch into the soft breast. She repeated the punch again, then again. Next, she switched and punched the daylight out of the Crystal’s right breast.

"YOUR SOFT WHITE TITS BELONG TO ME - AND THE BRIGADE!" Carmen screamed.

Crystal Gunns knew she was nothing but a toy for her superior foe and gave in to enjoying the obliteration of her fake moguls. "Yes they do, they're nothing but meat for my black superiors!" she sobbed hoping her admission would end the total destruction of her boobs.

Carmen yelled to the crowd, trying to incite them further as she pushed Crystal up by her tits, "Who wants to punch these white titty punching bags?"

Carmen, still pressing Crystal up by her breasts, continued to try and raise the crowd into delirium and many Black Brigade members lined up to get pleasure from beating the massive white punching bags. Carmen lit a cigarette and sat with Barocca as they watched each Brigade member take a turn beating Crystal's hapless breasts black and blue. Crystal’s mind was so befogged by pain that she began to beg the black women to abuse her fake boobs and each Brigade member did her best to make Crystal’s pleas a reality as black fist after black fist pounded her saline mounds.

"Harder! Hit them again harder!" Carmen encouraged the abusers.

After each Black Brigade member had gotten in her licks, and several had come back for seconds, Wifey had seen enough of dominant black women beating a poor white woman’s defenseless boobs and ordered the brigade girls to go back to their seats amid angry grumbling and whispers of “favoritism”. Carmen, at Barocca’s urging after seing things were getting a bit dodgy, went back over and grabbed Crystal's hair, lifted her bowed head and got in her face, "Who's your daddy?"

Crystal looked at the black woman who now owned her, "Oh Mistress, you are. That felt so good. Ugh - Bite my tits! Make your whore scream Mistress!"

Carmen smiled, the brunette whore was hers! She looked out into the crowd, grinned, then turned around and bit both of the battered tits until her teeth marks were quite visible on Crystal’s pale body as she passed out from the painful pleasure.