Carmen was spanking Nicole and each time her open palm impacted, it set the firm fleshed orbs to jiggling. Carmen was apparently chastizing Nicole for some transgression because she was warning her, “Next time you better behave or it’ll be far worst.” Charlize wanted to interrupt; to say something, but couldn't find the courage to proceed. Instead, she found she was getting turn-on watching her friend suffer being dominated by the Black porn star. She felt wetness in her own pussy as her hand moved down and started rubbing it through her dress.

Carmen finally stopped spanking and told Nicole, “On your knees in front me bitch!” Carmen lifted her dress exposing her muscular thighs, grabbed Nicole’s red hair and pulled her face to her crotch. While Charlize watched her friend eat the black woman’s pussy, she was mesmerized the way Nicole’s ass wiggled, the carrot top shaking like a dog’s tail. It was turning Charlize on so she lifted her dress and started rubbing her clit through her panties. “The next time I come here, if you open the door and you’re not stark naked, I’m gonna spank your ass downstairs in the club where everyone can see. Then maybe I'll ride you like the pig you are!”

“Yes mistress,” mumbled Nicole, lifting her head slightly, then eagerly returning to Carmen's pussy.

Charlize was close to cumming and knew she had to leave quickly before anything happened. She lowered her dress, tip-toed out of the apartment and hurried back downstairs to her room. She removed her clothes, got on the bed and started fingering her pussy. It was the best orgasm she’d had in a long time with the sight of Nicole being dominated fresh in her mind! She took a long, hot shower, then sat on the couch to watch more PSFC-TV. But she found herself getting excited all over again as she replayed the scene she’d witnessed earlier and again she started stroking her pussy. She was fingering hard when the door flew open and in walked Nicole,now dressed, with Carmen Hayes! Nicole stopped short, surprised at the sight of her friend masturbating in the living room. She’d brought Carmen to introduce her to her “friend” and they’d caught Charlize with her “hand in the cookie jar.” Charlize hurriedly pulled down her skirt and tried to hide her embarrassment.

Carmen was laughing, “Looks like your friend has a pussy problem! Did you enjoy what you saw upstairs, slut?” she asked. When Charlize didn't say anything, Carmen slapped her. “I asked you something slut, speak up!”

“Y…yes mistress Carmen,” Charlize stammered, tears welling in her eyes from the shame she felt.

“Stand up and undress for us!” Carmen demanded in a stern tone that made Charlize tremble. She couldn't help herself; she got up and started slowly removing her clothes. As she pulled down her panties to be totally naked, Carmen’s hand grabbed her pussy, then she started rubbing. “Tell Nicole you’re a slut who needs to be punished for spying on us,” Carmen ordered. The hand on her pussy was driving Charlize insane with lust and she did as ordered. Carmen called her a slut and told Charlize she needed punishment. She demanded Charlize bend over and she did. Pulling the belt from her skirt, Carmen told Nicole to whip Charlize’s ass twenty times. “And they better be hard enough for her to yelp or you’ll get the same!”

Charlize hoped Nicole wouldn’t do it but as soon as the first slash of the thick leather bit into her ass, she yelped in pain. Another hit and she tried to shift slightly - only to feel another on her other cheek. Charlize started hopping forward as the hits kept coming until she begged Nicole not to hit her so hard. The pain was incredible and she forgot about her shame and tried to protect her butt with her hands only to have the belt hit a different spot. Long before the twentieth lash she was pleading for mercy and when the last spank came, she stayed bent with her hands on her thighs crying like a baby.

“Nicole get your leash. Your ex-girlfriend is a slut just like you; she likes it, don't you slut!” Carmen barked.

Charlize, rubbing her sore ass, muttered softly, “Yes mistress, I’m a slut to be used.”

Charlize couldn't believe her own words but her pussy didn’t lie - it was dripping despite the pain in her ass. She remained bent over and let Nicole buckle a leash around hers neck, then Carmen told her to get on all fours. Nicole laughed at the sight of her tall ex-lover crawling on all fours as a dog.

“Time to go back to Nicole’s,” Carmen said, giving the leash a sharp yank. “Come on puppy, heel. We’ll take care of your ‘problem’ back there.”

Charlize crawled out the door behind her mistress; she didn't have any resistance left. She knew Nicole would never look at her the same after this and her life would be changed forever, but her pussy was in control now and she needed to cum. Nicole followed behind her as Carmen made her crawl up the stairs to Nicole’s. Getting up the steps was tough and whenever Charlize tried to rise up, Nicole would spank her and remind her to crawl. They reached Nicole’s and Carmen opened the door and led her inside. When they walked in, they found Mariah Carey standing totally naked in the middle of the living room. Jessica Simpson was on knees in front licking her pussy and Britney Spears was kneeling behind her with her tongue in her ass. Charlize tried to avoid making eye contact with Mariah as Carmen led her to one side of the room.

“We found this slut playing with her pussy downstairs,” Carmen told Mariah who giggled. “I had Nicole spank her ass real good before bringing her up. She's as horny as all those other white sluts.”

“Well, I'm kinda busy right now hun,” chuckled Mariah. “But give me a minute and I’m sure I can find something to keep our famous Oscar winning slut’s tongue busy.”

Carmen had Charlize crawl beside her to the couch, then told Charlize to remove her clothes, ordering Nicole to undress at the same time. Then Carmen told Nicole to get the carrot that had been in her ass earlier. When Nicole came back she dropped to her knees behind Charlize, spread her cheeks and worked the carrot slowly up into her ass. Charlize moaned and arched her back, sighing as Nicole wiggled the vegetable in. The excitement in Charlize’s pussy grew as Nicole reached under and began to fondle her breasts. Charlize had never been able to take anything in her ass but now thought it was just as exciting as having her pussy filled.

Carmen sat down on the couch and called Nicole over to lick her pussy; ordering Charlize to go behind Nicole and lick her asshole since she’d interrupted them earlier and made her carrot fall out. Charlize was ashamed at the thought but the sight of Nicole’s firm ass right in front of her was turning her on. Carmen’s second command was a lot louder and the threat of having her ass beaten again got her quickly working her tongue in Nicole’s bum. The taste wasn't as bad as she expected as she started rolling her tongue around the puckered rim, then working it in and out. She was glad Nicole had taken a bath earlier or it would’ve been a lot worst. When Carmen came from Nicole’s flashing tongue, Nicole was also cumming from Charlize’s tongue in her butt.

By this time, Mariah had orgasmed several times from Jessica and Britney’s efforts and she walked over and sat on the couch with Carmen and suggested, “Since Theron is the new slave, let’s have her lick all the other slave’s asses as well.”

Carmen agreed and she told Jessica and Britney to get on all fours with their asses in the air for tonguing. Their carrots were removed and shoved in their mouths. Charlize looked at them and hesitated, then she jumped as a paddle SPLAT hit her ass and Mariah barked, “Get busy!” Charlize was told to lick ‘til they come. As she crawled forward and started on Jessica’s ass, she could hear Mariah and Carmen laughing at her and telling her what a good brown noser she was. It didn't take long to get Jessica off, then she moved on to Britney’s tight asshole.

While Charlize wagged her tongue in Britney’s tight brown hole, Nicole worked the carrot in and out of Charlize’s ass to keep her motivated to do a good job. Finally, Britney climaxed - to Charlize’s relief - but Charlize remained in position with her face in her ass until Carmen and Mariah demanded Nicole and Charlize crawl over and lick their pussies - while Jessica and Britney spanked them!

The two Black women were having the time of their lives humiliating two Academy Award winning actresses as Charlize and Nicole crawled over and buried their faces in their cunts and started licking. Jessica and Britney got their turn too when they crawled behind each actress and started spanking their asses with abandon! Both women were moaning as they licked and got their backsides whacked until Carmen and Mariah both climaxed. After catching her breath, Mariah got up and started getting dressed.

“I’ll be back next week,” Mariah told Carmen. “I’d love to see a match of Jessica and Britney against Nicole and Charlize - and it better be good or else!”

“Oh, I’ll have ‘em ready Mariah,” Carmen smiled. “You won’t be disappointed.”

Mariah stood up and announced she was going to, “…spend the night with Jessica and Britney.” She told Nicole to stay there and service Carmen, then winked at Charlize and told her, “You go home for the night, but tomorrow morning you come back here…and you better be naked when she opens the door!”

Charlize didn't want to leave but the look in Carmen eyes told her she wouldn’t be welcome to stay. She up to leave and was disappointed because she really wanted to show Mariah she was capable of pleasing her every bit as well, if not better, than the younger women. “On all fours slut,” Carmen barked at Charlize, pushing her down on her knees. “And be sure to kiss each ass goodbye as you leave!”

Charlize got on all fours and crawled to Nicole who bent over, presenting her ass for a kiss. Charlize kissed it several times, then did the same to Jessica and Britney’s behinds before she kissed Carmen, then crawled out the apartment, down the steps and back into her apartment. She wondered what they were going to do tonight, but she wanted to get back to her place as quickly as she could to play with herself. She felt the carrot still in her ass and decided to leave it there as she crawled. As soon as she crawled though the door of her apartment, she collapsed on the carpet and started masturbating!

‘Oh it felt so good,’ she thought, stroking till she climaxed…twice. Finally, she got up to take a bath, pulled the carrot out of her ass and was about to throw it in the garbage when she had a wild idea. She put it in her mouth and ran her tongue around it as she drew her bath. She lay in the tub and masturbated with the carrot until she climaxed again, then dried off and fell into bed to sleep. But she kept thinking about the events of the evening, getting wet just thinking about it. She told herself to call Nicole, Britney and Jessica to arrange meetings where all four could be dominated and abused over and over.
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It was early morning in the club office and everyone was busy working. Francine Dee, the Queen, called a meeting of the top officials; her superintendent Wifey, Fight Commissioner Charmaine Sinclair, and her assistant Sunny McKay.

Francine wanted to make sure the group kept tight control of all club operations and, of course, kept Minka under a tight rein. After a short meeting, she announced that she wanted Sunny to have more power. Little did Wifey and Charmaine know, but Sunny had been kissing Francine’s ass and they’d become quite chummy. Now, Francine was feeling sorry for Sunny who had just found out about Charlize’s escapades. Francine walked around her desk and walked over to Sunny at her chair, and ran her fingers through Sunny’s hair, pulling her head back and kissing her roughly.

“Meet the new Queen’s Superintendent; you two will be working under her, she told Charmaine and Wifey. You’ll have to get her permission before you make any decision.”

Francine whispered to Sunny, “Congratulations, gorgeous.”

“Thank you Miss Francine,” Sunny replied with a big grin.

Francine turned to the others, “On your knees ladies; pay homage to your boss.” Charmaine and Wifey both got down on their knees and kissed Sunny’s feet. “Now let’s have you two entertain your boss, so Sunny will know who her number two woman, the fight commissioner is,” Francine ordered. “Strip naked!” Francine and Sunny sat on the love seat in the office while Wifey and Charmaine got naked, spreading their clothes on the office floor. “You’ll be doing this daily whenever your boss wants,” Francine said. “You’ll attack each other’s breasts for two minutes - and we had better see some battered tits. Start!”

Wifey and Charmaine’s hands slammed into the others breasts and after a half minute of smacking and slapping, both looked hurt; although Charmaine definitely had the better hits thus far. Charmaine saw Wifey stop to rest and stepped back for air, that’s when Charmaine connected with a hard righthanded SLAP to Wifey’s left boob. The blow was hard enough to send Wifey spiraling toward the love seat where Francine and sunny were seated, and she dropped to one knee, right in front of them, struggling to regain her composure.

Wifey looked hot: sweat running down her breasts and tummy, nipples rock hard, hair in a mess. Francine and Sunny had no time to admire the view though, as Charmaine pounced on her quickly. Just as Wifey rose from her feet, Charmaine roughly grabbed both of Wifey’s arms, and pulled them behind her back. Charmaine clearly had total control of the large blonde, and showed how strong she really was, by pinning both of Wifey’s arms behind her back, using only one hand. This freed up Charmaine’s other hand to maul Wifey’s breasts.

“How does that feel, bitch!” Charmaine yelled as she stepped behind Wifey, reaching around and grabbing her left breast.

Wifey let out a loud squeal as Charmaine crushed her trapped tit; really squeezing hard as Wifey struggled to free her arms. The giant tit dwarfed Charmaine’s hand, but the black beauty had a death grip on as much of it as she could hold and Wifey’s ample tit flesh oozed between, over and around Charmaine’s savagely curled fingers. Wifey was helpless in Charmaine’s tight grip of both her arms and tits and could only look down, crying as her beautiful breast was manhandled.

Charmaine moved her free hand over to Wifey’s right tit, and kneaded it like dough, asking sarcastically, “Let’s see if we can stretch those nipples of yours a bit, shall we?”

Charmaine pinched Wifey’s right nipple between her thumb and forefinger, then slowly lifted the entire heavy breast as she pulled the captured bud up and out away from Wifey’s chest.

Wifey lifted her head and sobbed out, “You’re killing my tits!”

Charmaine seemed to really be enjoying herself. She shifted her hand from nipple to nipple, stretching and pulling them forward, then twisting each of Wifey’s nipples in a circular motion. The blond could only squeeze her eyes shut and wail helplessly, once or twice muttering “Bitch!”

After half a minute of agonizing nipple torture, Francine called, “Time’s up!”

Wifey’s head dropped in relief, and shame. Charmaine, keeping Wifey’s arms pinned behind her, leaned forward to whisper, “Just another weak white bitch with cow udders! When I’m done, those ‘perfect tits’ and your showing them off at the pool, will both be finished.”

Sunny walked over to Wifey and grinned as she looked her rival in the face while Charmaine held her arms tight. Sunny reached out and slapped one of Wifey’s heavy-hanging breasts jealously, then snickered, “Guess which one of you is going to be my second in command?”

Wifey looked over at Charmaine, then sighed dejectedly, “She is!”

Sunny walked over to the women’s discarded clothing and picked up Wifey’s pantyhose, using them to tied her hands behind her back while Charmaine held her arms securely. After Wifey was tightly bound, Sunny kissed Charmaine and said, “Claim her; she’s all yours!”

Charmaine waltzed around in front of Wifey with a victorius smile with her hands on her hips. The black goddess stared at her victim’s abused breasts then got in her face while she began squeezing the sore boobs of the beaten blonde. “I’m taking back the leadership of the brigade,” she announced as she grabbed and pinched Wifey’s nipples, forcing her to her knees in pain.

“Yesssssss…..alright….” Wifey sobbed with pain. “Whatever you want Charmaine, I surrender my job.”

Charmaine pinched underneath Wifey’s big globes and stretched the boob flesh pulling the meat downward, forcing Wifey down on hands and knees. “And I want your slavery and and any of your fighters I want!”

Wifey whimpered, “I surrender myself to you Charmaine; you can have anyone of my fighters you want.”

Charmaine yielded a big smile but couldn’t resist giving Wifey’s breasts a last hard slap, “Well, of course I can. Now, get dressed bitch! Haul your fat ass back to my apartment and report to Danni.”

Wifey just lowered her head and mumbled submissively, “Yes, mistress Charmaine.”

Sunny untied Wifey’s arms and watched proudly as her beaten blonde rival slowly crawled around picking up her clothes. She spanked Wifey’s ass as she was bent over, snarling, “Move faster slut, you have to obey my and Charmaine’s commands immediately and promptly! Stop dawdling!!” She looked over at Charmaine, winked, then smacked Wifey’s ass again. “Pick up your owner’s clothes first whore!” Wifey dropped her garments and obediently gathered Charmaine’s, then helped her new Mistress get dressed.

“On your way to my place, stop by your apartment and collect your things,” Charmaine ordered. “Report to Danni and have her put you in a slave maid uniform. I’m taking your apartment away from you since you’ll be living with me now. Someone more deserving can have it!”

After Wifey left, Francine sat behind her desk and conferred with Charmaine and Sunny. “I want more of the bitches in this club put in their place!”

Sunny chirped in, “I’ll set up any bitch you want. Just tell me who you want to humiliate them and I’ll arrange it so we’re guaranteed the winners and losers. It’ll make for great television!”

Francine loved the idea. “Sunny you’re the best! I knew you’d be the best woman for the super’s job.”

“I’m going to do it at Silvia’s club,” Sunny said. “With short wrestling matches geared so the fighters we want will win. That way we can put many more bitches in their place faster than waiting for fight nights at the PSFC arena. Plus we can use those shows to showcase our top talent.”

“Get on it immediately,” Francine ordered, “I can’t wait to see the humiliation of a few certain sluts. Who’d you have in mind to beat up the sluts I pick?”

Sunny grabbed the phone and called Jana Cova who arrived in minutes. Sunny hugged Jana when she entered the office with Francine’s secretary Veronica Zemanova. Sunny introduced Jana and Francine asked how she could beat a bigger woman she might select.

“Don’t worry about me, your majesty, I can handle myself!” Jana boldly answered. “I can beat anybody, but I really want to kick Catalina Cruz’s ass; I hate that bitch!”

Francine seemed very cold to the idea, “No, you fight who I say - only who I say; nobody else! Is that clear?”

Little did Jana and Sunny know, but Francine had been meeting secretly with some of the Latina stable women and already had a deal worked out to persuade that division to support her leadership. Francine had even promised the Latinas that the blonde and brunette divisions would be below them in the club hierarchy.

Jana then looked over at Veronica who was still in the room, waiting a command from her boss Francine. “I’d like to give HER a beating,” she said, pointing to Francine’s brunette secretary, “And make her my bitch and take her away from you.”

Francine smiled, “Veronica’s a tough fighter, too much for you to handle!”

Jana got up from her chair and walked over to Veronica. The shorter and small breasted Jana looked up in Veronica’s face and laughed, “I’d throw her around like a rag bitch!”

Francine laughed, “I love her Sunny. Looks like you can have them for your first match!” Veronica left the room and Jana followed. “I really love your choice of Jana,” Francine told Sunny. “Just what I need to keep control of things!”

“And she’s already a club favorite,” Sunny added, eager to please.

Just then Veronica called on Francine’s intercom, “Angela Devi is here looking for Charmaine and Sunny.”

Charmaine and Sunny jumped from their seats with joy and Sunny yelled into the intercom, “Send her in!”

Angela came in and Charmaine and Sunny ran to her and the three hugged and kissed until Francine cleared her throat to let the group know they were out of order. The three sat down on the big office couch.

“Who is this gorgeous creature?” Francine asked.

Sunny and Charmaine explained all about Miss Devi and after they’d filled her in on the details, Francine walked around her desk and extended her hand to Angela who grabbed it and stood up. Francine slowly walked around the brown skinned beauty, running her hands all over the stunning creature’s lush body and nodding approvingly.

“You’re beautiful,” Francine exclaimed, “You could stop a clock!” Angela thanked her and Francine liked what she saw. “Charmaine said you don’t have a place here; that’s why you so seldom visit?” said Francine.

“That’s right,” Angela exclaimed.

“Well that’s no longer a problem, you can have Wifey’s old place; she just moved out. What stable do you belong to?”

“I used to be in Charmaine’s some time ago…..” Angela began.

“Well no more!” Francine interrupted. “You’ll have your own stable!” After some more small talk, Francine told Charmaine to take Angela to her new apartment. Then Francine called Veronica and told her to find Danni Ashe who was cleaning the offices. When Danni arrived, Francine told her to give Angela her charge card, which Danni did without question. “Go shopping for new furniture and clothes,” Francine told Angela. “And charge the whole first year’s rent too before you return her card,” Francine laughed.

As Charmaine and Angela were about to leave, Francine turned to Charmaine and said, “My maid Dusty loved the way you ate my pussy while she fought last week, call her and beg her to let you eat hers.”

Charmaine was numb, the command meant that Sunny - not Charmaine - was to be Francine’s favorite. Still, she quietly obeyed, calling Dusty and asking the big blonde if she could become her pussy slave. Dusty told Charmaine she could “…come up and we’ll discuss it.” Then told the Black Goddess to bring Danni with her since she owed Dusty several weeks of cleaning duty. Charmaine thanked Dusty for letting be her pussy slave, then she and Angela left Sunny and Francine alone.

Sunny walked over to Francine’s desk and asked, “Why am I being treated so well?”

Francine got out of her chair and walked over to Sunny and put her arms around Sunny’s waist. “I like being Queen and you’re the best person to ensure I keep the crown. That’s why you’re the Super and in charge.”

Sunny bellied up to Francine, hugged her and reached around to squeeze her ass cheeks, “But Superintendents call all the shots, even if it means the Queen has to eat crow some times. Are you ready to accept that from me?”

Francine reached behind her and helped Sunny squeeze her ass, “That’s right, even if the Queen has to go to the Super’s house and lick her beautiful pussy.”

Sunny laughed and kissed Francine, “You can count on having to do THAT!”

(What Francine didn’t know, what she couldn’t know yet - but certainly should have suspected - was that Sunny was already planning to take Francine’s crown and enslave her permanently!)
******
It was Saturday afternoon of a weekend filled with wrestling bouts Sunny had setup and she’d set up all the matches and she made sure the matchups were all in her favor. The matches were being held at Sylvia Saint’s night club where the stage held a large wrestling mat. Sunny had invited special guests who had all-day tickets to watch the matches. Her hand-picked guests jammed the club for the fights and everything, drinks, food, female companionship, etc…would be paid for by the losers of the matches. Each match would start with the two women in only thongs with ties on the hips - making them easy to remove quickly. Each would begin on their knees facing the other and neither could stand at any time during the bout. The winner was determined by who earned most points for control or gained a submission. The winner would fuck the loser and/or decide her punishment...strap-on sex, sucking, fucking, whatever the victor wanted! The winner, of course, was encouraged to dominate and humiliate the loser at the risk of social unacceptance if she didn’t.

On Friday Sunny had Chrissy Moran, a brunette pornstar, in her office when Silvia Saint walked in to see if everything was ready for the next day. When Silvia entered she found Chrissy nude on her knees crying, with the domineering Sunny standing over her.

“Let’s hear it one more time!” Sunny yelled.

“Blondes are brunettes’ superiors, we are in the club to serve all blondes,” Chrissy cried.

“Keep going,” McKay snapped.

“And when the blondes win their matches tomorrow, I will make all brunettes surrender themselves to any blonde,” Chrissy sobbed as she submissively looked up at her tormentor. “I promise, Sunny, the brunette division will be at your command tomorrow evening,” Chrissy continued. “I’ll keep my promise to you my beautiful mistress.”

As Chrissy kissed her feet. Sunny looked over at Silvia, who had sat down to watch, and winked. “There’s another blonde superior, bitch; show her your obedience,” Sunny laughed.

Chrissy crawled over to Silvia on all fours and kissed her feet, “Silvia I’m your slave any time you want, please use me.”

Silvia reached down and stroked Chrissy’s face, “After the fights tomorrow I’ll give you all the abuse you can handle.”

Chrissy smiled, “Thank you my blonde superior.”

Sunny sent Chrissy to go see Astrid Adams, a 43 year old domme Sunny had befriended recently. Sunny called Astrid and told her that Chrissy was coming to get her orders. Astrid ran her own little group of slaves she called her “Angels” and she was the woman who crafted a plan for Sunny to make her move back to the head of the PSFC. Sunny loved the idea of being back in charge and she told Astrid to prepare her Angels for the operation on Saturday night starting right after the end of the matches at the club.

When Chrissy left, Silvia asked Sunny who was going to referee the matches. Sunny smiled and pointed at the departing Chrissy, “HER!”

Saturday would be memorable in PSFC annals; one Sunny and the blonde division would enshrine in their memory. The selective crowd was enjoying the matches and it became apparent to the fans that something special was happening. The event was televised on PSFC-TV PPV for those unlucky enough not to be invited (or unable to attend). Sunny made it mandatory for club members to watch and they were charged the PPV fee whether they watched or not.

Francine and Sunny hired Taylor Wayne to announce the matches as well as cover the party afterward. Sunny told Taylor to make sure the television audience was swayed into rooting for all the blondes because they’d win all the matches. As expected, match after match was won by blondes (mostly small breasted blondes - Sunny’s favorite) over buxom brunettes.

Superintendent McKay wasn’t there, however. She was attending a secret meeting with a group of teenagers who’d become big stars on the Internet. Sunny promised them porn stardom in return for joining her stable (and lining her pockets with under-the-table bribes!) Although Sunny wasn’t there for the start of the show, things went off without a hitch and Silvia Saint was making lots of money - as well as winning fans for her nightclub.

Chrissy Moran was keeping her promise to ensure the matches went Sunny’s way. Kelle Marie defeated Ashley Robbins, Monique Alexander beat Taylor St Clair, Sunrise Adams clobbered Tera Patrick, and Ashton Moore tortured Harley Rain into submission in the first four matches. But the big story had been Brianna Banks!

Sunny was late because of her meeting trying to bring the group of teenagers under her influence and into her stable and by the time she finally arrived, Silvia filled her in on the results of the matches she missed - especially about Brianna who’d been the fan favorite. Silvia described in detail how Brianna had destroyed Ewa Sonnet, teasing her as she was beating her about how Linsey Dawn McKenzie had stolen her lover, Ines Cudna. Brianna held Ewa in a hold, forcing her to look at the stands where Ines and Linsey were making out while Brianna clawed Ewa’s large breasts into dog meat. After she won, Brianna fucked Ewa so hard the gorgeous brunette passed out from the strength of her orgasm! That led to Bea Flora, Ewa’s friend and trainer, getting into a verbal spat with Brianna who challenged Bea to fight her right then and there.

“Sunny you should have seen it,” Silvia told Sunny as she described the scene. When Bea entered the ring, Brianna jumped her as soon as Bea bent over to climb through the ropes. She connected with a flurry of punches that stunned the larger Bea, then smiling her famous smile, Brianna led the stumbling, wheezing brunette around the ring so everyone could see her. At the ropes, Brianna spun Bea around and delivered an open-handed SLAP that echoed like a gunshot!. Bea twirled away and ended up draped over the top rope with her arms on the outside and the left side of her face a bright cherry-red.

Brianna was shaking her hand. It wasn’t hurt, just wet with the saliva Bea was drooling in her dazed state. The dirty blonde haired wrestler walked over and dried her hand dry in Bea’s hair, getting laughs from the crowd. Then Brianna took a good look at Bea who was hanging by the arms, facing out of the ring with those huge globes on her chest swaying between the top and middle ropes. Oh, how Brianna wanted those tits!

Slipping out on the ring apron, Brianna put her left hand behind Bea’s head and pressed down, choking her on the rope and keeping her still. She raised her right hand and slowly made a fist, then with the fans cheering, she swung it out and down in a big arc, nailing Bea’s left tit with a massive uppercut. WHUMP! Even through Bea’s bra, the heavy impact as Brianna’s fist sank into the ample breast-meat shook the arena - followed milliseconds later by the anguished howl from the trapped bimbo.

Brianna raised her hand in the air again as she shouted, "Should I do the other one?" She knew the crowd would answer ‘YES’ before she asked, but she waited for the chant before she gave them a devilish grin and swung her arm in another big arc to bury her fist in the right tit. WHUMP!

"More?" Of course! They were shouting for Brianna to beat the immense boobs into pudding. Enjoying every second of it, Brianna wound up and delivered a dozen or more uppercuts to the milk mounds; taking special care to drive her knuckles into the erect nipples with each punch. When she was done, Brianna kissed her knuckles and waved to her fans, leaving Bea hung up in the ropes by her neck and armpits, moaning. As much fun as this was, there was much more to come!

Lacing the fingers of her right hand with her left, Brianna stepped back off of the apron and dropped to the floor, pulling Bea’s neck into the rope with real gusto. She even held onto the brunette for twenty or more seconds, watching her spasm before she let go - launching Bea over backward into the ring. She still didn’t know the right way to fall and hit on the back of her head again. Stretching in under the ropes, Brianna grabbed Bea’s ankles and pulled her under the ropes so her fans could see Bea’s punishment up close and personal.

And it wasn’t like she had to worry about being counted out in this match. She draped Bea’s legs and hips down from the edge of the apron, leaving her belly arching up and wide open as Brianna clasped her hands together, raised them over her head…and POW! The sledgehammer blow crashed down on the brunette’s unprotected midriff! That one was followed by four more, each accompanied by a guttural cry of pain from Bea. Then Brianna reached out and grasped Bea by her throbbing nipples, squeezing and pulling on them to force the "star" upright with her head and upper torso draped over the middle rope, the bottom strand bisecting her black and blue belly.

Getting in close to her victim, Brianna spread Bea’s legs apart with her knees, then pushed up into Bea’s crotch. Looking back over her shoulder, she asked, "Should I?"

The fans were supportive, as always. Brianna’s leg pulled back and pistoned up with a loud THUD into the well-used pussy. "Again?" Yes. SMACK! "Again?" Definitely yes. WHACK!! "One more?" Oh, yes, for sure! SMACK!

Bea’s nipples were released, and she fell to her knees with her hands buried between her legs and a look on her face like she was fighting the urge to vomit. The bimbo wasn’t going anywhere, and Brianna had an idea for incorporating some "audience participation" in the match. Leaving Bea, Brianna walked around the ring smiling at the people and looking for something in particular - someone she found in Alison Angel, a young blonde in the front row.

Giving Alison a special smile, Brianna sidled up to her and purred, "Now you just hold still for Brianna, big girl. I need to borrow something."

Alison swallowed hard and couldn’t hide her excitement as Brianna reached for her, but she was only after her belt! She slid the thick leather strap from around Alison’s waist and doubled it up between her two hands, then she walked back around the ring, snapping it with a sharp CRACK! Bea was on her knees, crying and trembling when she saw Brianna walking toward her with the belt. Bea tried to back away, pleading to be left alone, but Brianna grabbed one of those aching nipples and forced the bimbo to stand, then turned her around and bent her over the ring apron.

Brianna gave the shorts a solid yank to reveal a fair portion of Bea’s lovely, round ass, then gave it ten lashes with the belt. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! After the first three, Bea was screaming and crying. When Brianna finished, she dragged Bea to the corner of the ring and bent over the apron on that side where she gave her another ten lashes. Bea’s ass was bright red as Brianna once again nipple-dragged her to the next side of the ring where another ten straps across the ass left her blubbering. Brianna still had one more side and Bea was pulled to the fourth side for her final ten licks. Brianna grabbed the sobbing brunette by her thong and gave Bea a wedgie as she shoved her into the ring under the ropes.

Brianna returned the belt to Alison, giving the owner a smooch for letting her borrow it. Slipping back into the ring, the entire crowd was stunned or laughing at the difference between the two fighters. Brianna barely had a hair out of place and looked as fresh as when she walked into the arena. The only sign of anything of of place was a fine sheen of perspiration that gave her a healthy glow under the lights. Bea Flora, on the other hand, looked like she’d been dragged behind a car! Her hair was a mess, her belly, butt, and face were all bright red and her face was streaked and puffy from crying.

Brianna bent at the waist and grabbed two handfuls of the wild black hair to drag her victim to the middle of the ring on her tits and belly. The referee, Chrissy Moran, wandered over, curious to see if Bea was about to be pinned. Not yet, she wasn’t! Brianna grabbed the brunette’s legs and crossed her ankles over Bea’s ass. Draping herself onto the bimbo’s back, Brianna locked the legs in position with a scissors, then reached forward with her arms to lock up Bea’s head and right arm in a chicken-wing/cross-face submission hold. Bea broke into the same anguished screams she’d been wailing most of the “match.”

Brianna smiled up at the ref and asked for a microphone, telling her, "I want everyone to hear something!" Chrissy shrugged and went over to the ropes to get a microphone from one of the announcers, bringing it back to Brianna and reminding her that she shouldn’t use it as a weapon in the ring. "That’s not why I want it, thanks. Just put it on the mat near the slut’s head," Brianna barked. Brianna leaned a little more forward to make sure the mike would pick her up and said loudly, "Tell me, Bea and Flora, are blondes superior to brunettes?" She tightened the hold slightly to emphasize the question.

Bea shrieked some more, but after a few seconds, she was able to choke out, "Yes they are. I-I’m s-sorry! I’m s-s-sorry! –Blondes are better it!"

Brianna relaxed her hold and then tightened up again. "What about me?”

"You’re the best Brianna!" she began crying again.

Brianna released the holds on the bimbo and stood, picking up the microphone. Smiling out at the crowd, she spoke into it. "I suppose it would be kind of silly to ask if Bea thinks I can beat her up, wouldn’t it?" Laughter and applause came from all sides of the nightclub. Brianna acknowledged it with a deep bow to each side of the ring. "There is one question that I want to ask. Do YOU want me to keep going?" The fans always want Brianna to keep going. "You heard them Bea. I have to give my wonderful fans what they want!"

Brianna tossed the mike over to the ref and walked back to grab the brunette’s hair and dragged Bea back to her feet. Hardly able to stand, she was scooped off of the canvas, then Brianna held her long enough to slowly spin around so everyone could see before she dropped to one knee to bent the bimbo in half with an over-the-knee back-breaker. Not stopping there, the blond put her hands on Bea’s throat and crotch and pressed down to really put pressure on her spine. Of course, that also gave her the opportunity to choke the bitch, and though the fans couldn’t make it out, she was able to pinch Bea’s labia through the thin thong.

Brianna held this for around a minute, long enough for Bea to really get the point but not so long that the fans would get bored with it. She shoved Bea off of her leg and watched the bimbo shudder on her back in agony as Brianna stood and moved to Bea’s feet. Lifting them in the air, she gave the fans that grin again and listened to their cries of "DO IT!" for a few seconds before she drove her heel down on the brunette’s mound and ground it in.

Then, she stepped through Bea’s legs and twisted them around her own leg, turning the bitch over into a sharpshooter. Again, she showed Bea the finer points of the torturous submission hold for a minute or so, using her pelvis as a fulcrum to cause maximum discomfort in her victim, and then she released it so as not to let the fans get tired of it. Turning around so she was facing Bea’s head, Brianna dropped her butt on the abused spine and brought her knees up. Now she locked in the camel-clutch, hooking Bea’s arms back over her knees and lacing her fingers under Bea’s chin to bend her backward. This one she could hold for a little longer and using short jerks and shakes, Brianna got her massive udders dancing for the crowd to keep their interest as she hauled back on Bea for a good three minutes. When she finally let go, Bea was barely strong enough to sob on the mat while Brianna bounced up and pranced around the ring while her fans cheered her.

When she passed near the referee Chrissy, she asked for the mic again. "Thank you, everyone! There isn’t much left of Bea the brain-dead bimbo, but if you REALLY want me to, I could give her a LITTLE more!"

It probably doesn’t need to be said that the audience got on their feet and shouted for her to continue. She handed off the microphone and sauntered back to Bea, still face-down the way Brianna left her. There was virtually no strength left in the brunette, so it was a slow bit of work to get her on her feet this time. Of course, getting her to bend over was a piece of cake. It occurred to Brianna as she locked a double-under-hook on Bea’s arms that she was doing this match in reverse. As she used the arms for a suplex that left the bimbo spread-eagle on the canvas, she thought about the way she normally used power and submission moves to weaken an opponent before humiliating them. It put a little extra in her smile as she realized that with Bea she was able to embarrass the wimp right in the beginning, and now she was using some wrestling to finish her off.

The suplex put Bea near a corner, just as Brianna wanted, and the favorite climbed to the top turnbuckle. This was kind of rare for Brianna; she didn’t like the risk involved in top-rope maneuvers usually. That didn’t mean that she couldn’t do them though, and that was very clear from the perfect moonsault she executed onto Bea’s amply-padded chest. Now, Bea wasn’t quite unconscious, but the lights were on with nobody home. Brianna peeled her off of the mat one last time and got the brunette bent over in front of her again, placing the bimbo’s head between her knees.

Not quite loud enough for the fans to hear, she told Bea, "I don’t know if you can understand this, but when you wake up, you’d better remember that if you ever piss me off again I’ll make this beating look like a walk in the park."

With that, Brianna pulled the brunette up inverted and dropped, planting her head into the mat with a textbook piledriver! Bea bounced once, then collapsed and went limp, dead to the world! Brianna stood and placed a boot on her neck for the three-count. Then Brianna went after Ewa and Bea’s friend Aneta Buena, who was so scared of Brianna, she stripped and laid down on the mat without a struggle, allowing Brianna to claim her by letting her screw her silly. Afterward, Briana again raised her arms and walked a victory lap around the ring to the roar of the crowd.

Taylor Wane quickly ran into the ring and interviewed Briana. “Briana, what a performance! Do you think you deserve a shot at the fight crown?”

Briana grabbed the mic and told the TV audience, “Yes I do, I just destroyed these big titted sluts and I’ll do the same with that whore Minka!”

The events made Sunny happy but the match she REALLY wanted to see, Jana Cova against Veronica Zemanova, was about to begin. Jana and Veronica, both on their knees in the middle of the mat, waiting for Chrissy’s Moran’s command to begin. Jana had a yellow thong, Veronica a purple thong.

As the two waited, Jana looked at Veronica, “I’m gonna love kicking your ass.”

Veronica, looking scared said nothing. When the signal came, Jana threw her right arm around Veronica’s head and put her in a headlock and pulled her down to the mat on her back. Jana then shifted her body up by Veronica’s head and pinned the stunned brunette flat on the mat, trapping her right arm in the headlock. Jana put more pressure on the hold as Veronica’s lower body jumped around trying to break loose. While Veronica was busy trying to slide away, Jana threw her right leg over the flattened foe and worked herself into a schoolgirl pin position, as Veronica’s arms wrapped around the blonde’s midsection as she sat on her.

Jana used this to her benefit as she worked her ass to a more superior position. When Veronica realized this she let go of arms, and Jana rolled over on her back pulling her foe with her and locking Veronica’s arms with her right arm. Jana then reached with her free left arm and pulled the strings on Veronica’s thongs pulling the garment off. When Veronica was busy trying to avoid losing her thong Jana threw a leg scissors over Veronica’s midsection. Veronica was done and she knew it. Both her arms were above her head, controlled by Jana’s right arm and Jana’s legs were squeezing all the strength from her. Jana then used her free left hand and began scratching, pulling, and smacking Veronica’s breasts into mush.

After battering her rival’s boobs into a swollen mess, Jana shifted her body and rolled on top of Veronica with Jana’s upper body pinning her foe’s flat on the mat. Jana then reached down the brunette’s body and stuck her fingers in Veronica’s pussy, still keeping her pinned flat on her back. The crowd went bonkers as Jana kept ramming her fingers into her helpless opponent’s cunt. Veronica screamed her surrender as Jana kept inserting her fingers into her.

Jana looked down at her beautiful victim, kissed her and said, “You’re a beautiful slave!” Chrissy Moran stood by and let Jana have her fun as she inserted another finger in Veronica. She fingered Veronica more as she lowered her head and bit into the swollen teat meat. "You like the taste didn't you?" Jana asked, pulling the fingers out of Veronica’s pussy and rubbing her slime coated finger across her mouth. "Suck it slut, suck my fingers clean. Taste your own cunt."

Veronica sucked down two of Jana’s fingers bathing them with her tongue. Jana removed her fingers and her trembling mouth actually chased after them before she realized what she was doing and gasped. Jana went back to work on Veronica’s slit and after almost sticking her whole hand in Veronica, Jana finally quit and stood up while Chrissy raised her arm in victory.

Chrissy asked what punishment Jana wanted and she growled, “Get me a strap-on!”

Chrissy knelt behind Jana and buckled on the harness, then Jana walked over to Veronica who was sitting up and pulled her hair, forcing her to kneel before her. With her left hand Jana grabbed the hair on the back of Veronica’s head and pulled her head onto the large black phallus. Jana grabbed the black cock in her right hand and began smacking Veronica’s gorgeous face as she knelt before her. Jana slapped the cock back and forth until Veronica’s cheeks were red. Jana then pushed Veronica’s head forward and the rammed the black dick in her mouth.

“Swallow it all whore!” Jana commanded as she pumped the dick until Veronica began choking. “Don’t worry honey, Ill train you to take it all.” Jana told her when she ended the humiliation by giving Veronica a large load of fake jism down her throat.

Taylor Wane ran into the ring with her microphone and hugged Jana, “You’re the best Jana. We just took a phone poll of club members and you’ve received more votes than any other woman in the club. You surpassed Danni Ashe as the club’s favorite and most popular member!”

Jana smiled, “Thanks Taylor, I’m very proud to get that support from our large club membership, but they made a super choice.”

Taylor then asked, “How about coming on my show and screwing Danni to cement your popularity title?”

Jana smiled, “It’ll be my pleasure to put that old bitch in her place.”

Sunny walked into the ring and stood with Chrissy Moran as she took the microphone from Taylor and meekly surrendered the entire brunette division to the blonde division. Then Chrissy knelt down and kissed Sunny’s feet. “We surrender to Sunny and her blonde division completely.” Chrissy stood up and bowed to Sunny, “All brunettes will immediately become slaves to any blonde unconditionally.”

Sunny left the ring with the obedient Chrissy following. As the evening wore on, brunettes were jumped in the halls or pulled from their apartments and dragged down to Silvia’s club to lose matches and be forced to surrender to blondes. Chrissy made sure her lover Puma Swede, a tall blonde, defeated a half-dozen brunettes she could control and enslave, making Puma the most victorious blonde for the whole day - ensuring Puma would prosper by owning so many slaves.

Taylor Wane continued covering the bouts and interviewing everyone in sight. Jana Cova had returned from her dressing room following a shower leading Veronica Zemanova on a leash. Jana had Veronica get two drinks and the two drank at the bar until Taylor spotted them.

“Jana you certainly got the top prize today,” Taylor said staring at the stunning body of Veronica. “You’re one lucky girl!”

“Thanks Taylor, I’ll have to agree with you, Jana smiled, then spotted Victoria Zdrok and ran to see her.

Taylor moved next to Veronica and began to feel up her left breast as she asked, “So, what are your plans now Veronica?”

Veronica smiled at Taylor. The breast massage felt good after the beating her tits had taken in her bout. “I’m gonna serve Jana. She gave me a beating like never before. I’ll gladly serve her and be her pussy slave.”

Taylor kept feeling up the breast, “Well, if she dumps you, my door is always open.”

“I’ll remember that, Veronica smiled. “You make me so hot Taylor.” She guided Taylor’s hand to her other breast and passionately kissed her. “Make it happen, I want to be your bitch! Take me away from Jana and make me serve you. My body wants you to use and abuse it, please Taylor, please!!” Taylor kissed her again; thinking about it made her crazy.
******
While most club members were at the Silvia’s nightclub for the fights, Charmaine Sinclair stayed home. She was mad Francine had picked Sunny over her and now she was planning to take care of things herself. Charmaine knew Sunny had a ‘victory party’ planned after the fights at which the beaten brunettes would be abused by the blondes. Charmaine also had found out Sunny planned to have the rest of the club’s brunettes drabbed from their apartments to be humiliated by blondes all night long. So Charmaine made her decision to defy Sunny! She called the important brunettes up on Saturday morning, told them of their impending doom and offered them sanctuary in her apartment - in exchange for their devotion and joining her stable.

The list was impressive; Chloe Vevrier, an old lover Charmaine was again hot for; Linsey Dawn McKenzie; new star Busty Merilyn; Lorna Morgan and her lover Kerrie Marie; Ginger Jolie; Summer Cummings; Maria Swan as well as several other popular brunettes and they all arrived at Charmaine’s Saturday morning.

Charmaine had Wifey and Danni Ashe as her maids and they served the group all day as they watched the fights from the safety of Charmaine’s massive suite. The brunettes began getting drunk and by late afternoon they were irate after watching the one-sided fights as they ate and drank like queens, already confident Charmaine would soon lead them back to an advantageous position in the club heirarchy. But tonight, the brunettes needed to vent their anger on someone - preferably someone blonde!

Linsey had invited her current lover Ines Cudna and asked her to spend the day with her at Charmaine’s and she knew Ines wanted revenge on Danni for a previous fight at a party, so Linsey told Busty Merilyn to bump Danni from behind when she served Ines so the drinks Danni was holding spilled over Ines. Merilyn did what Linsey wanted and when Danni spilled her tray of drinks, the cocktails flew all over Ines’ lovely dress. It didn’t take long for the argument between Ines and Danni to turn into action as they charged each other, colliding at the center of the living room floor. Ines immediately put a bearhug on Danni, squeezing hard and using her massive breasts as weapons. Unlike Ines, Danni had real breasts and hers weren’t as firm as Ines’. Slowly, Danni’s large boobs were flattened by Ines’ and Danni moaned as she felt her breasts squashed by Ines’ bigger mounds.

Just as Ines started to bury Danni’s tits with her own in a bear hug, Danni took her free hands and slammed both her fists into Ines’s sides. Ines groaned and released her grip on Danni. When Ines reached down to rub her sides, Danni grabbed her by the hair and pulled her forward. With Ines momentarily bent over in front of her, Danni raised up her knee, driving it into Ines’ huge right breast! Ines screamed as the force of the blow lifted her body up. Danni held her head down by the hair and tried to knee Ines’ giant jugs again, but this time Ines was able to block her knee with her hands.

But lowering her hands while bent over exposed Ines’ back, and Danni quickly took advantage; clasping both hands over her head and bringing them crashing down on Ines’ back! Ines groaned in agony as she dropped to her knees, allowing Danni to quickly slip around behind her. Standing over her kneeling opponent, Danni grabbed Ines’ hair in both hands, and slammed her knee into Ines’ back! As Danni pressed her knee forward into Ines’ back, she pulled back on her hair, bending Ines over backward wailing in agony, her arms flailing, desperately trying to grab anything to ease her pain. Danni kept pulling, forcing Ines’ huge breasts out even farther. She was really going to make this bitch pay!

After stretching Ines like a rubberband, Danni let go of her hair for a split second and dropped to her knees behind her. Before Ines could react, Danni grabbed both of Ines’ arms and pulled them back behind her, holding them crossed at the wrists with one hand while she used her free hand to again pull Ines’ hair, forcing her head backward.

Danni hissed in Ines’ ear, “You remember THIS don’t you, slut?” She reached around, grabbed her giant right breast, and started to crush it with her fist. While Danni couldn’t capture all of Ines’ gigantic mammary in just one hand, what she could get a grip on was suffering maximum punishment and Ines wailed in pain and shock as Danni shifted her hand from her right breast to the left, again squeezing viciously. “Is THIS what you like to do to women’s boobs?” Danni snarled. “You pathetic plastic, pumped up, artificial titted cunt!” she added as she pinched Ines’ nipple.

Ines screamed as Danni worked the captured bud hard, pinching it brutally between her thumb and forefinger, puling and stretching the sensitive nub. Ines struggled to free herself as Danni continued the assault on her nipples but the nipple torture took effect and Ines resistance slowly faded, growing less and less as her body began to shut down. Danni, sensing she had Ines beaten, released her right nipple, and wrapped her arm around Ines’ throat, tightening it into a choke hold.

“Pass out bitch!” Danni yelled as she tightened her grip, slowly choking her. Ines was able to free one hand and used it to try and pull Danni’s arm away from her neck - but it was to no avail. Already weakened, Ines could only squirm pathetically as she started to gag, her eyes rolling back in her head as she slowly slid down Danni’s body to the floor. The end was near… “Too bad I can’t work those tits some more,” Danni thought.

But Ines’ girlfriend Linsey Dawn McKenzie was slowly creeping up behind Danni who remained totally oblivious to anything but choking Ines unconscious. Ines was leaning back on Danni with one hand on the floor, the other hanging limp at her side, about to pass out. Linsey stood over them both behind Danni and lowered her dress, showing her leather thong and exposing her beach ball breasts. She clasped her hands together in a double fist, raised her arms and then slammed the double ax-handle right on the base of Danni’s neck!

Danni grunted in pain and surprise as her arms went numb, instantly releasing the chokehold. Ines tumbled forward, rolling onto her back gasping for air while Danni dropped to her hands and knees; slowly raising one hand to rub her painful neck. Before Danni could even look and recognize her attacker, Linsey followed with a kick to Danni’s stomach that lifted her off the floor. Danni crashed back down and her arms and legs buckled, sending her sprawling on her tits. She instinctively clutched her stomach as she tried to scramble away from Linsey to gain time to catch her breath and regain her composure.

But Linsey stalked her, and when Danni tried to get up, Linsey snapped her foot up under Danni’s dangling right breast. She kicked the giant teat so hard it sent Danni tumbling over onto her back squealing and clutching at her sore breast. Linsey continued to circle as Danni held her breast, struggling to sit up. By now, Ines had finally caught her breath and was starting to get up, regaining her strength and composure and eager to dish out some hurt of her own.

Linsey was obviously much stronger than Ines or Danni and her big muscles rippled with every step. She was ready to manhandle Danni and just as Danni got to her knees, Linsey reached down, grabbed her hair and jerked Danni to her feet with one hand, almost yanking her out of her maid’s outfit which slipped down, leaving the nipples of both of Danni’s breasts exposed. Linsey wrapped her powerful arms around Danni’s, locking her wrists behind Danni’s back with her own ridiculously huge breasts overwhelming Danni’s. Then Linsey began to squeeze ferociously in a brutal bearhug. Danni moaned in agony as Linsey lifted her feet off the floor and held her with her massive breasts positioned to push Danni’s down, flattening them like pancakes.

With her arms pinned against her sides, Danni could only flap her lower arms helplessly, her fists beating on Linsey’s sides as breasts and back were both getting crushed. Linsey was so strong she ignored Danni’s blows, then chuckled when Danni threw her head back and wailed, “ARRRRRRRRRGH!”

Ines, who had regained her composure, walked over to Linsey and Danni, yelling, “You fucking bitch!”

Linsey released the bearhug and lowered Danni’s feet back on the floor. Danni stood dazed for a second, swaying back and forth, then WHAP Linsey slapped her, sending Danni flying back into Ines who caught Danni under the arms and set her back on her feet. Danni just stood swaying back and forth, unable to regain her breath or her composure, her wild, disheveled hair hanging down covering her red face and her inch long nipples jutting straight out as if they were excited by what had been happening to them!

Ines reared back and SMACK, splashed a backhand across Danni’s blank face, sending her sprawling back into Linsey who whirled her around and SPLAT, sent her careening back to Ines! Each slap was followed by a moan from Danni, as Linsey and Ines took turns slapping Danni’s face, sending her sprawling back to the other as the crowd of angry brunettes cheer the game of ‘blond ping-pong’.

Danni was too dazed to offer resistance, reduced to a mere rag doll, her limp arms dangling, her honey blond hair hiding her face, her massive breasts heaving - threatening to explode out of her bodice. Each evil woman caught Danni before she fell to the floor, pulled her upright, steadied her with one hand, then CRACK slapped her across the face! Linsey and Ines each slapped her at least four times before a heavy backhand from Ines sent Danni tumbling backward into Linsey’s muscular arms.

“HOLD THE BITCH!” Ines snarled. Linsey grabbed Danni’s dangling arms, pulling them behind her as she held her up for Ines. Danni’s head hung down, her face completely hidden by her hair; her protruding nipples thrust straight ahead as sweat started to form on her jiggling exposed breast flesh as Ines walked toward her. “You fool.” Ines stated. “Did you honestly think you could beat me?”

Ines lifted Danni’s head with a fistful of hair, then used her other hand to brush the hair back out of her eyes. Danni struggled to break free of Linsey’s iron grip but, of course it was impossible. Ines made a fist and slammed it into Danni’s soft belly. Danni doubled over as Linsey tried to hold her arms behind her. Ines wound up and gave Danni a good five gut busters; and each time her fist would go SPLAT deep into Danni’s sexy tummy, Danni would double over and moan…then be straightened up by Linsey again. After battering Danni’s belly to jelly, Ines turned her eyes to Danni’s hulking breasts. She rubbed her finger slowly over the smooth bulge of the defenseless breasts and Danni, her lower lip trembling, turned her head away as Ines molested her naked tits.

Ines spoke softly, “I remember these wonderful tits, we had a lot of fun with these…didn’t we?” she asked.

Danni bit her lip, and remained silent, averting her eyes until Ines cupped her hands under both Danni’s large breasts and squeezed - hard. Danni screamed as Ines mauled her tits, struggling to get as much of the ample flesh as possible in her grip. Ines’ fingers dug into the captured teats, imbedded deep in the soft, yielding flesh. Danni’s head jerked back in pain and Linsey had to brace her feet to hold her in place as Ines shook each crushed tit in turn

Then Ines briefly released her grip, watching Danni’s finger-imprinted breasts bounce and jiggle as they slowly oozed back in place. Then Ines turned her attention to Danni’s ultra-sensitive, long, hard, protruding nipples! Pinching each one in her thumb and forefinger, Ines pressed her knuckles deep down in Danni’s massive breasts until her hand disappearing almost up to the wrist. Then she twisted her wrists slowly clockwise, twisting Danni’s stretched nipples a full 360 degrees while Danni wailed in agony and stomped her feet on the floor.

Linsey would lean over Danni’s shoulder, watching as her breasts were brutalized by Ines twisting each nipple for about a minute, releasing the inflamed bud and then shifting to the other. Back and forth until Danni’s body sagged, only to be lifted by Linsey’s brute strength for Ines who took a step back, clenched her fist and drove a brutal uppercut square to the underside of Danni’s pendulous right breast. Danni whimpered in pain as Ines’s fist dug deep into her bounty, thrusting the punished tit up to slap Danni’s face. Unable to protect her tit, Danni could only watch in horror and scream as Ines alternately pounded one, then the other breast with her bare knuckles.

Finally, Ines brought both fists up simultaneously, each hammering the under of Danni’s breasts with a sickening dual THUMP-THUD! Ines arrogantly continued to press her fists into the black-and-blue undersides of Danni’s tortured tits, slowly forcing each mammoth breast up to shoulder level. Then Ines jerked her hands back and Danni’s battered bazooms dropped back in place with a jarring, jug-stretching shudder.

“You pathetic tit slave!” Ines said, as she lifted Danni’s face by her hair. “I assure you, this will be the LAST time you flaunt these abused udders in MY face. Linsey, bring her to the table!” Ines snarled. Linsey was able to easily manhandle Danni with her immense strength, forcing Danni over toward the table, holding both arms pulled severely back behind her. “Lay her tits on the table,” Ines ordered.

Linsey buckled Danni knees with her own, dropping Danni to the floor on her knees. Then Linsey knelt behind Danni, still holding Danni’s arms, and pressed her body up against the table with her own body, postioning their helpless captor so Danni’s huge breasts rested exposed on the table top. The soft, pale flesh flattened out they poured onto the cold wood, raised slightly by the height of the table. Kneeling, Danni looked down at her breasts which were now just below her chin, the rock hard nipples throbbing. Ines walked over to the far corner of the room, her own giant breasts swaying freely outside her open leather bra. She bent, picked up a wooden cane, then grinned at Danni as she walked back over to her, slapping the cane on her open palm.

“I could use a new table mat,” Ines said, sadistically.

While Linsey held Danni with her breasts resting on the tabletop, Ines gripped both ends of the cane and pressed it down across the tops of Danni’s breastbone an inch above her breasts.

“NOOOooooooo….!” Danni cried, frantically straining to break Linsey’s grip.

Linsey tightened her grip: Danni couldn’t budge. With both hands firmly gripping the wooden cane, Ines slowly started to roll the cane down Danni’s huge breasts. She screamed as the cane dug into the upper slope of her tits, forcing the flesh forward on the table top. The breast press caused the thick nipples to slowly bend upward, as if eager to greet their punishment by the cane. Ines was really pressing hard, her straining triceps visible on her tan arms. Danni was horrified, watching her breasts getting slowly kneaded…they looked like Ines was working a roller over lumps of dough. Danni’s inch long nipples kept curling intil they were pointed straight up - just before they disappeared under the slowly rolling cane.

As Ines reached the tips of Danni’s flattened breasts, she visibly increased the pressure, pressing down ferociously on the last two inches of Danni’s breasts as they oozed out under the cane. Danni let out an awful wail as Ines reached the tip of her nipples, then returned to the top of her breasts and started back down again. The rolling punishment repeated itself: breasts pinned to the table, slowly flattened as her long nipples turned up, ending at the tips of her crushed tit meat.

After kneading Danni’s tortured tits into pink balloons, Ines mercifully removed the cane and Danni dropped her head down, tears streaming from her tightly squeezed shut eyes. The brunette party goers watched as the two evil women tortured Danni for over an hour and a half. Some amusing themselves with other pursuits, a couple even watching Sunny’s “Blonde Domination” show; others paying little attention until they heard Danni’s body hit the floor when Linsey finally released her. Danni’s battered body simply collapsed on the floor with Ines and Linsey standing over her, arms folded! Danni could only offer soft moans, writhing in agony clutching her steam-rollered breasts.

Ines knelt beside Danni and slapped her hands away from her breasts; grabbed Danni’s thick nipples and pulled up. Danni only mustered the strength to murmur, “noooo”, as she covered her ruddy face with her hands.

“You have been taught several times now, that I have the better tits, bitch,” Ines stated as she rolled Danni’s tortured buds in her fingers. Danni appeared conscious, but very dazed; and everyone saw the anguish etched on her face and noted her marked breasts. “Come here bitch!” Ines ordered, as she reached down and grabbed the kneeling Danni by the hair.

She led Danni around by her hair, pulling her over to Charmaine and Chloe Vevrier. Danni’s arms had been bound somewhere along the way and when her hair was yanked, she had no option but to scramble after Ines across the carpeted floor on her knees. Ines stopped in front of the two and Charmaine and Chloe looked up at the sight of two beautiful, topless women; the mammoth-mammaried Ines in control of the bound, helpless and kneeling Danni. Ines had a sadistic look in her eyes and the party goers all knew that blond Danni’s red, raw breasts were going to be further tortured.

Keeping Danni sitting up straight by holding her hair, Ines leaned over and asked, “How do these feel, bitch?” She cupped Danni’s red breasts in her right hand and squeezed. Danni’s breasts were extremely sensitive after the tit abuse and she let out a high pitched scream and winced. “You’re nothing but a pathetic tit slave now, aren’t you bitch?” Ines asked. Danni only coldly looked up at Ines, the corners of her eyes watering from pain and hatred. “Let’s give your fat udders a break for a moment, and work over that pretty face,” Ines threatened.

She drew back her hand, and then forcefully cuffed Danni across her face. Danni shrieked as her head sharply turned, her tussled blonde hair falling back over her face. Holding Danni by the back of her hair, Ines began a face slapping frenzy. Each backhand, would be swiftly followed by an open hand so that Danni could only kneel and cry out each time her beautiful face was smacked. Danni’s long blonde hair now completely covered her face, and Danni sympathizers prayed that Ines would stop before any welts formed.

Ines paused to pull the hair back from Danni’s face so she could see where the next round of assault would take place - on Danni’s breasts. Ines continued the same backhand/open hand attack on Danni’s defenseless chest and Danni wailed in pain, her head snapping up each time Ines’s open hand would SMACK her milky white breasts. Ines angled her slaps slightly upward, so that with each impact Danni’s giant tit would flip up slightly, then drop back down, the stretching and bouncing of the already sensitive flesh adding all the more to Danni’s pain which grew more intense when Ines focused on her nipples, making sure her hand grazed Danni’s thick buds with each SPLAT! No inch of Danni’s boobs was spared as Ines battered every portion of Danni’s meaty tits.

And when the red streaks on the top of Danni’s breasts had begun to fade, Ines replaced them with bright pink marks that covered practically her entire chest. Danni moaned in agony as her pasty white breast meat was turned into two giant, pink teardrops. Ines raised her arm again, as if to slap Danni’s tits, but then lowered it back down to her side. She released her grip on Danni’s hair and let the beaten blonde tumble over to the floor where she lay on her side. As Danni’s body came to rest, her massive, tortured right tit settled on the floor and her left boob flopped across her chest to cover her right. With her hands still bound behind her back, Danni was truly finished.

“Ines, please untie me,” she asked.

“Not until you admit I have better tits!” Ines responded as she knelt next to Danni and rolled her onto her back. Ines crawled over and straddled Danni, resting her gorgeous ass on Danni’s pussy with her knees pressed into Danni’s sides. Ines leaned forward, gently resting her hands on Danni’s breasts. “Now, I’m only going to ask you this ONCE my tit slave… who has better breasts?” Danni was too weak to speak loudly, so she whimpered something inaudible. “WHAT?” Ines snapped curtly.

“Fuck you, you silicone slut!” Danni blurted.

Ines grunted in anger and squeezed Danni’s breasts so hard, Danni lifted her head and wailed in spite of her desire not to give Ines the satisfaction. Danni’s natural large breasts had flattened since she was lying on her back, making it easier for Ines to crush as much of her breasts as she could with her hands. Even so, but Danni’s giant mams dwarfed Ines’s smallish claws. Nonetheless, the immense pressure that Ines applied created a bowl effect as the center of Danni’s breasts which bore the brunt of her attack caved in, allowing the outer edges of the huge tits to mound up in a circle surrounding Ines’s hands.

While Danni screamed in agony, many of the intently interested spectators saw her rigid nipples poke up between Ines’s fingers. Surrounded by dark, sliver dollar sized areolas, the thick buds measured a good inch in length. Danni had always been self-conscious since no bra on the market could conceal such a solid protrusion. Now that her breasts were being compressed, the escaping nipples swelled to twice their normal length, resembling two miniature rockets!

Apparently, Ines noticed them too because as she mauled Danni’s tits, those poor buds became her next target! Ines released her death squeeze and quickly grabbed both long nipples. Wrapping the last half inch of each nip in her thumb and forefinger, Ines twisted the bud 180 degrees as Danni beat the back of her head on the floor in pain, squealing, “NO!”

Ines slid her fingers to the very tips of each nipple, then yanked up. Everyone was on the edge of their seats, certain Danni couldn’t take much more. She moaned in agony as Ines slammed her breasts together with a wet THUD, using her nipples to control the wildly jiggling tits. Each time Ines yanked the nipples toward the center of Danni’s chest, hers breasts would SLAP together with a distinct sound. These tit collisions caused ripples on the surface of the giant orbs like waves which continued until the breasts settled back in place.

Next, Ines reached down and surrounded the base of Danni’s right breast with both hands, squeezing to force the large breast up and out until her nipple stood up like a golf flag. That’s when Ines leaned down and slowly sucked the elongated nipple into her mouth - and BIT DOWN! Danni gagged in pain as Ines ground her teeth on the captured bud. Ines shook her head like a dog with a bone, pulling and stretching Danni’s poor nipple until the women were certain Danni was going to pass out. But her screams continued and Ines decided to make a meal of her left nipple as well.

Then Ines pushed both of Danni’s breasts together, slid her hands toward the top of each tit and bent Danni’s nipples toward each other until they were touching. Danni looked up at her dueling nipples, but then dropped her head to floor with a soft THUD. Ines shoved both nips in her mouth, then slowly lifted her head; with both nipples in her teeth and laughing out loud.

“This is one sick bitch!” Danni thought.

Finally, Ines’ laughing allowed Danni’s nipples to slip from her teeth and her tortured chest regained its flattened form. “Aw, did that hurt?” Ines asked, as Danni simply moaned with her eyes closed and swallowing hard. “Maybe you need a gentler touch,” Ines added. She leaned over, again pulling Danni’s tortured nub in her mouth. This time, Ines softly suckled Danni’s nipples, gently caressing each breast as she slid her left hand down over Danni’s stomach, lifted her thong and inserted two fingers in Danni’s pussy. Danni turned her head away from Ines in disgust but she couldn’t fool Ines. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you bitch?” she chuckled. “You’re fucking wet!” Danni, feeling completely violated, turned back to Ines and spit right in her face! Ines removed her fingers, wiped her face, and stood up. Everyone couldn’t believe how defiant Danni still was: bound, topless, helpless, and laying at Ines’s feet. It would be Danni’s last act of defiance…

One of Ines’s high-heeled shoes had fallen off while she was fingering Danni and Ines stared down over her massive implants at Danni, then walked around to her side and raised her bare foot and stomped down on Danni’s teat! Danni groaned as Ines shifted all her weight onto the flattened tit. Ines stomped her right tit several times, each one wringing a strangled cry from Danni; her legs lifting off the floor with each blow.

After stomping Danni’s right, Ines kicked Danni over onto her other side, then raised her heeled foot and carefully pressed the high heel onto Danni’s erect left nipple, and then dug it in. Danni shook her head back and forth, screaming in agony, as Ines worked the heel deep into the nipple, then ground the poor bud into the carpet! Danni’s breast looked like the safety cushion at the bottom of a building, when someone jumped in and pulled Ines off while Danni went into convulsions; her legs shaking violently. When Ines’s heel was removed, Danni’s right breast was pale from a footprint and her left nipple had gone from beet red to purple.

“I’m tired of listening to you cry, slut. I’m claiming you as my permanent bitch slave,” Ines stated, as she reached down, and tore off Danni’s thong, baring a small patch of shaved pubic hair. Then Ines got in one last cheap shot when she put her bare foot on Danni’s privates and pressed down. Danni, barely conscious by this point, let out a small moan so Ines balled up Danni’s thong and shoved it in her mouth to gag her. While Ines tied to catch her breath, Danni passed out.

Charmaine walked over to Ines and raised her arm, “Ines will have permanent slave bitch privileges over Danni. Ines, congratulations, your bitch Danni will now pay all your bills too; you have complete control over her. She’ll be at your command for all club functions.”

Ines thanked Charmaine and kissed her then went to her lover Linsey, knelt down over the passed out Danni and bit down on Danni’s left breast, leaving a severe teeth mark.

“That’s a physical reminder that you’re my bitch for good, slut!”

Charmaine walked into her bedroom and sat on the edge of her bed to think. She didn’t know what to do next. Sunny had bested her today; had made a much bigger advance in the club power archery than Charmaine. She knew she’d have to surrender the brunettes she’d recruited to Sunny and the blondes. But then what? What was her next move? The bitch McKay was in control! Francine was the Queen, but McKay called the shots; Minka was the fight champion, but McKay controlled who fought and her choices were the designated winners. Charmaine knew her Black ass was going to be at Sunny’s command if she didn’t come up with a solution - fast!

Sunny, Charmaine’s former companion, was now her competition - actually more like a bitter enemy! She pictured Sunny forcing her black ass into humiliating servitude and she hated the thought of submitting to that blonde bimbo! She hated the power hungry McKay and vowed to get Sunny and fix her tight white ass for good if it was the last thing she did!