"GINA!" shouted Jack with authority. The dark-maned beauty slowed and turned in his direction. He pointed behind her with a grin still plastered upon his mug. "Head's up!"

A split second after Gina slammed on the brakes and turned to check her backside, Charlize slammed into her like a runaway freight train; sending Gina sailing through the air with a piercing cry. She crash landed on her back and did a complete backward somersault, coming to rest face down and stunned, her pumps skittering across the mat. Putting it mildly, the spectators were tickled pink with four women now on the mat. Charlize went to work on Gina as Sunny returned to choking Traci. Charlize jerked Gina to her feet and drove her stumbling backwards with a savage punch to the jaw. The brunette didn't stop reeling until her back hit the wall and her hands reached out to steady herself as her knees buckled.

"Hey Jack, I thought interference was a no-no here?" said Rose.

"Usually is," he replied gruffly. "But with that rubber ramrod and all the other gadgets dangling in the air I'm thinkin' we're all gonna get four for the price of two! Besides, Theron has a score to settle with Gershon after the Howard Stern Tournament fuckfest she endured! Might be fun to see if Gina can reprise her performance, eh?"

Gina fought like hell to just stay upright against the wall, giving Charlize time to peel off the rest of her clothing, stripping down to a snow-white thong. It seemed like Christmas cum early to the ecstatic throng in attendance; Jack was obviously going to let this drama play out.

Gina threw a looping right handed punch at Charlize as she neared her but the tall blonde deflected it with ease and responded with a savage knee to the crotch that left Gina howling in pain; pitched forward with her hands between her legs. The Academy Award winning actress straddled her and trapped her neck between her muscular thighs in a reverse standing headscissors! Gina grunted in desperation, her pussy still throbbing in pain, now trapped bent forward by a woman who had been scheming revenge for many months.

"Not so tough without your buddy Berkley here, are you bitch?" growled Charlize as she flexed her quads and delivered intense pressure to Gina's neck.

"I...d-d-don't n-n-need...Berkley!" gasped Gina defiantly as her hands clawed at Charlize's thighs.

"Of course not," said Charlize derisively. "I can see you're doing just FINE without her!"

Sunny continued to weaken Traci with her constricting hold and she glanced over at her lover proudly. "We're gonna need some more toys, love," she commented. "I have a feeling there's one or two extras in the crowd."

Traci's body shuddered as her consciousness began to slip away. Deep down she knew this was the end and a feeling of failure swept over her like a wave. Sunny put her lips close to her opponent's right ear and whispered, "You are SO FUCKED!"

Traci's feet weakly kicked out one last time before they fell to the mat and after a brief fit of leg tremors her body relaxed as she drifted into oblivion. Sunny's fans showered her with praise as she relaxed for a moment with her comatose rival's head resting on her chest. She released her scissors and used her feet to spread Traci's lifeless legs wide - which drew a round of lewd cheers from the spectators - before she casually slid her ass back until Traci's limp form dropped on her back on the mat between Sunny's legs.

Eyeing the collection of toys five feet above the mat, Sunny broke into a grin and got to her feet to retrieve them. As she passed Charlize, Sunny paused to admire her progress. Having languished for what seemed like an eternity in Charlize's constricting hold, Gina was now tumbling into darkness in a hurry. As far as Charlize was concerned, the brunette's suffering was far from over. Sunny stepped up to the pair and leaned down to tousle Gina's mane playfully.

"I'd say you're as fucked as your little friend over there, fish face!" she teased. She straightened up and gently circled Charlize's erect nipples with her forefingers drawing a shivering sigh from the tall blonde. They shared a lusty kiss, then Sunny stepped back wearing a lascivious smirk, "Let's party!"

Once the Australian porn babe strolled over to the stash she stopped to slip out of her thong. Always appreciative, the gathered throng of beholden spectators made some noise. Jack was perched on the edge of his seat and was licking his chops as he gazed intently in Sunny's direction. She caught his gaze and teased him by twirling the fragrant undergarment on the end of her finger. He nodded at her expressively and beckoned her with waving fingers. She placed the tip of her other index finger between her tits and tossed him a quizzical look.

"Do you want something, Jack?!" she teased. His exaggerated head bobs were his reply as the unabashed emcee looked like a dog sitting pretty for a soup bone.

Charlize watched the proceedings with a mildly annoyed expression. Sunny needed to quit fucking around and get down to business but it was well-known that if you shined a spotlight on the former porn babe, she bloomed like a crocus in the spring! But NOW was no time for showboating.

Gina released a grateful moan once Charlize broke the scissors hold and let her to drop face first to the mat. The perturbed South African wasted no time as she heel kicked Gina in the ribs, forcing her over onto her back with her foot. The supine brunette groaned as she clutched her ribs but an obstinate fire still burned within her dark eyes.

"Fuck you, bitch!" she hissed through her grimace.

Charlize snarled and pressed her bare foot down against Gina's throat to choke her. The desperate brunette's legs immediately began to flail in the air and she raked Char's calves with her fingernails but the nasty blonde refused to relent. Gina's face quickly turned an ashen hue and a panic based on mortality welled up inside her. Jack would normally call a halt to such a dangerous tactic but currently his attention was elsewhere. Sunny sauntered across the mat in his direction with her thong still dangling from the finger on her outstretched hand.

She was nearly at the end of her route when Charlize shrieked, "SUNNY! GET OVER HERE! SHE'S WAKING UP!!!"

So close, yet oh so far. Jack's paw darted through the air as Sunny spun on her heels to investigate her partner's warning. Thong still in hand, Sunny bolted for Traci who was sitting up, but still in a fog.

"Son of a bitch!" lamented Jack with an empty yet clenched fist trembling.

"Jeez Jack, relax!" soothed Rose. "You already got Heigl's panties...how many you need for one night?"

A sheen of perspiration glistened on Jack's forehead as he turned to Rose, "I'm like a friggin' wino wandering through Napa Valley; I can never get enough!"

"JACK!" yelled Annette Bening from her nearby seat. "Charlize is killing Gina! You better pay attention"

It was a fair guess for Gina's tongue was protruding from her full lips and her hand was barely fastened around Charlize's ankle.

"THAT'S ENOUGH, THERON!" screamed Jack. "STOP IT NOW!!!"

As Charlize lifted her foot off her wilted foe Sunny reached her awakened dance partner. The Australian came in with all formalities tossed aside as she viciously cunt kicked Traci between her spread legs. The strawberry blonde girl bellowed in agony and threw her head back, frozen in anguish. Before her hands could reach her pulped pussy Sunny fired her fist downward and hit Traci with a powerful punch that landed flush on her chin. The demolished girl crashed to the mat with a splat, out cold with her arms flung over her head. Charlize saw that Traci was undoubtedly out of commission and she relaxed a bit.

"Easy, Jack." she chided. "I'm not going to kill this bitch; though she may WISH she was dead before I'm done!"

Jack sighed and smiled at Charlize before settling back into his chair. Sunny traveled back across the mat to the toys with her thong sadly resting on the mat beside Traci. She removed the bag from the carabiner attached to the cable and dumped its contents onto the mat. The spectators let out "Ooohs" and "Aaahs" as they regarded the pile of wickedness. There was a strap-on dildo and harness, a tube of lube, a vibrator, a ball gag, a studded leather collar and leash, a split leather crop and a pair of handcuffs. Sunny tried to sort through the treasures, then finally decided just to scoop the entire pile up into her arms.

"My compliments to the chef!" she called to Jack.

He pointed at Annette and replied, "There's your chef right there."

Annette smiled and winked at Sunny, just as excited as everyone else in the crowd. A shiver ran through her body and she wiggled her hips slightly, feeling the wetness in her panties spread a bit further. Annette had all she could do to keep her hands from diving under her skirt and she wished hubby Warren was beside her. Unfortunately, he was out of town - much to his chagrin - and the scheduled meeting couldn't be postponed. The video of the match would have to suffice.

Sunny headed back to her flattened rival with cheers ringing in her ears. This extended foreplay was murder on the faithful! She dropped her cargo on the mat beside Traci and rolled her onto her belly. After cuffing the girl's wrists behind her back she gave her ass a stinging slap but received no response. Those in the audience watching Sunny piped up with a round of lascivious cheers as she calmly put on the strap-on harness and began to stroke the dong with a palm full of lube.

Sunny didn't have the attention of everyone however; Charlize and Gina still had quite a few eager onlookers watching their scrap play out. Charlize had pummeled Gina from the get-go but the sinful brunette beauty remained defiant. She lay on the mat massaging her throat and aching from head to toe but her disposition defied her physical state.

"I can't believe you took your bra off, you tit-less slut!" she scoffed in a husky voice. "This isn't Comedy Night."

"Less is more!" growled Charlize and then she stomped her heel into Gina's crotch to put a cease to her insults.

Gina cried out and bolted upright into a seated position as pain ravaged her nether region. Charlize plunged her fingers into her rival's mane and hauled her to her feet, then immediately backhanded her across the face. Gina yelped and staggered to one side but the tough bitch still managed to catch Charlize with a respectable shot to the jaw as the blonde came forward. The punch had little effect, however, and Charlize countered with a jab of her own, followed by a savage blow that smacked Gina's jaw and sent her stumbling into the front row of the crowd who reached up to grab her ass and put hands on her back to support her.

As the blonde came after her reeling prey, Gina unloaded a Hail Mary haymaker! Charlize reacted swiftly, sidestepping the incoming fist and letting Gina's momentum carry her stumbling past her into the wall. Gina got her hands up, regained her balance and whirled around - just in time to get a wicked slap that whipped her head to the side and unhinged her legs. With the crowd applauding wildly Charlize stepped on the top of Gina's foot and reloaded! Her first backhand snapped Gina's head to the left but because the brunette's foot was pinned she stayed put. Several more forehand/backhand combinations produced sharp yelps and left Gina nearly out on her feet; her arms hanging limp at her sides.

"I've been waiting to get a piece of your ass for a long time, honey," hissed Charlize as she cupped Gina's chin and looked into the brunette's glazed eyes. She took a step back and watched her battered foe totter on rubbery legs.

Arms dangling at her hip, blood trickling from her lip and knees knocking together, Gina was belligerent to the bitter end. "You'd better fuck me good, bitch!" she mumbled before her eyes rolled back and her body relaxed. Charlize pivoted to her left and let Gina crumple face first to the mat at her feet, out cold.

"You can bet your sweet ass I will!" Charlize assured the oblivious brunette.

Above the celebration from the audience Jack looked at Rose and said, "You gotta give Gina points for attitude; I'm smitten with that vixen!"

Sunny applauded her girl after watching the finale, then told her, "Hey, come help me with this cum sponge! Two on one is just SO much fun!" she added in a sexy little rhyme.

"Lemme tie up honey pants here and I'll be right over," answered Charlize. She rolled Gina's flaccid frame onto her back then, to the crowd's delight, slowly stripped the brunette bare to reveal a lush sable pubic strip and her mouth watering breasts. Rolling the unconscious woman back over on her belly, Charlize hog-tied her wrists to ankles with her discarded brassiere, assuring that Gina would stay put while she and Sunny dealt with Traci. She stood up holding Gina's damp red thong and turned to Jack. "I wanna hear you beg, Jack," she purred as she waved it in the air.

He was on his knees in an instant and Rose giggled when his old and tired bones creaked as he groaned. "You know I luv ya, Char," Jack said with his arms open wide. "That's why I didn't stop the interference. I knew you had a vendetta to settle."

Charlize strolled over to him with a playful grin on her face and draped Gina's aromatic thong over his head. "And I appreciate that, Jack. Now it's time to kick this party into overdrive," Charlize said as she proceeded over to Sunny.

Jack returned to stand at his seat with his newfound treasure tucked safely into his jacket pocket.

"That's two pair, Jack," congratulated Rose.

He looked down at her and grinned. "And I ain't finished yet, either! That snow-white thong hugging Char's snatch is the crown jewel and I want it before we're finished!" Then he looked toward the door to the lounge for Bruce. "Damn, where the hell is he?" After scanning the crowd, Jack saw Bruce kneeling before the seated Savanna Samson. The blistering hot blonde had pulled down the front of her dress and was showing off her bodacious titties to the appreciative bartender. "BRUCE!" shouted Jack.

Bruce looked his way wearing a painted on smirk. Jack pointed at the ceiling lights and wiggled his eyebrows impatiently. Bruce nodded and gave him a wave, squeezed Savanna's knee as he stood up and headed over to the doorway. Manipulating the row of dimmers mounted on the wall he darkened the lights over the crowd so the only lights shined down on the mat. It had been planned and the audience buzzed as they sat in the shadows. The fun was about to begin on the mat; and likewise, some fun was about to begin in the seats.

"You've covered all the angles, Jack," said Rose as she slipped a hand under her black miniskirt and between her legs.

"I do what I can, sweetheart; do what I can," he replied. He looked into the murkiness of the crowd. "It sure did quiet down here all of a sudden!" he commented.

"I have a feeling it won't stay quiet for long," replied Rose as her fingers pulled her moist panties aside.

Charlize picked up the ball gag and crop and sat behind Traci, lifting the groggy girl's head into her lap. Then she forced the red ball gag between the whimpering girl's upper and lower teeth and securely fastened it with the strap behind her head while Sunny picked up a vibrator and brought it to life. The Australian spread Traci's legs wide and knelt between them focusing her gaze on the strawberry blonde's now yawning slit. "Here, kitty-kitty," Sunny purred as she teased the inside of Traci's thigh with the buzzing toy. The cuffed girl trembled and released a garbled whimper from her occupied mouth. She began to flail her legs and managed to strike Sunny in the back with her knee forcing a yelp out of the Australian. Charlize raised the split leather crop and snapped it against Traci's right tit eliciting a squeak of pain from the recipient. "Keep your legs down and spread, bitch!" she warned.

Traci obeyed momentarily as Sunny resumed her teasing brushes of sensitive flesh with the toy. Traci's whimpers were now coming forth non-stop and she squeezed her eyelids shut as she felt the tip of the toy vibrate the outer folds of her sex. Her nipples stiffened as Charlize teased them, gently sweeping the crop across them. Traci felt her body losing the battle of resistance when Sunny eased the vibrator down to the smooth skin between Traci's pussy and ass. The strawberry blonde tensed, then let out a muffled moan. Her chances at escape were slim to none but she couldn't just lay there and take it. Especially in front of the standing room only audience comprised of her peers.

"UUUNNGGGHHH!" grunted Sunny when Traci tattooed her back with a knee lift.

Charlize's disciplinary swat of the crop forced a squeal of pain from Traci and left a scarlet impression upon her tender breast flesh. The South African slid back and dropped Traci's head to the mat, then crawled around behind Sunny to pin the squirming girls legs splayed out on the mat. "I like this view better anyway," she said as she gazed at Traci's gash framed between Sunny's spread legs. Charlize leaned forward and brushed her lips on Sunny's ass cheek, then she playfully bit it! Sunny reacted with a shudder and a mischievous giggle as she looked back over her shoulder. "Light this bitch up, baby!" urged Charlize as she forced Traci's knees up until her feet were flat on the mat; her knees bent and her cunt favorably accessible to Sunny.

Traci was now out of retaliatory options. Her wrists were cuffed behind her back, her legs were splayed open and secured and her pussy might as well have had an open for business sign posted above it. Sunny commenced to stoke the fire. Skillful manipulation of the vibrator soon had Traci's body trembling as the toy traveled with deliberate patience over and around the entrance to her velvet tunnel. Sunny expertly worked over her subject employing teasing touches mixed with stationary presses against Traci's now fully engorged and exposed clitoris. The wetness now oozing from between Traci's plump pussy lips and her throaty moans of irrepressible arousal were a credit to Sunny's experience. Charlize began to pant as she watched her girlfriend perform her magic and she pressed her crotch into the mat to do a subtle grind. Just as Rose had suggested, many members of the crowd began to break their silence. There was nary an unoccupied hand to be seen.

Sunny dipped her head low and stuck out her tongue to plunge it directly into Traci's cunt. She slid it in and out of the sweltering orifice several times before she pressed it flat and stroked upwards between her rival's lips until she reached the firmness of her love button. Closing her lips around it she sucked in and then began to hum, vibrating the clit with intense sensations of pleasure. Traci released a sharp moan and her tits quivered as her body tensed. Sunny resumed her upright position on her knees and lustily ran her tongue around her moistened lips to taste Traci's nectar.

Sunny looked down at the aroused woman and grinned, "You want me to fuck you, don't you skank?" Traci responded with a moan as her body continued to tremble. "You want this cock slamming in and out of your cunt, don't ya?" repeated Sunny as she shook the big prick attached to her harness.

This time Traci was more specific with her response. "MMMHMMMM!" she moaned urgently as she looked up at her.

Charlize snuggled up behind her girlfriend, brushed Sunny's hair aside and kissed her neck. "I think all that hostility has percolated out her honey hole!" she purred.

Sunny turned to kiss Charlize, "I believe so. Now I'm going to take a plunge in the honey pot."

Charlize got to her feet and swatted Traci's tits with the crop again and the gagged girl whimpered. "Roll over bitch and get that creamy ass in the air," she ordered. Traci moaned but she rolled over and struggled to pull her knees up under her. Her cheek was glued to the mat and she groaned when Charlize straddled her on her knees and parked her ass on her head.

"Do a little detail work and put somc color on her pasty ass," Sunny encouraged her girlfriend.

Charlize flashed a lascivious smile and commenced to blister the squealing Traci's fanny with crop swats. When she finished the sobbing strawberry blonde's ass was a pinstriped and quivering vision of beauty. Sitting in the murkiness Jack heard Rose exhale a low moan and his nostrils flared as he shifted in his seat. Pricking up his ears he concluded Rose wasn't the only spectator allowing a moan to slip out. Tonight was all about debauchery out of the scrutiny of the public and apparently there were plenty of takers in the crowd.

Sunny positioned herself behind her doggy-style posed opponent and sunk her talons into Traci's ass cheeks, spreading them as Traci released a low muffled moan from beneath Charlize. Sunny grabbed her bobbling dong and positioned the head at Traci's wet box, then with a powerful thrust of her hips, her ass cheeks clenched, she plunged the dildo deep in Traci, eliciting a sharp moan from the "porn star gone legit." Sunny's pace was fast and furious right from the start and soon Traci's garbled yelps came with every thrust. Charlize's complexion was noticeably flushed and the ever-growing itch she felt between her legs got the best of her. She rose to her feet and headed for Gina like a woman possessed.

During all the excitement with Traci, Gina had awakened but once she realized she was securely hog-tied there wasn't much she could do so she remained face down in all of her naked glory on display for her peers. Gina wasn't like many other women, however, and public nudity (or public sex for that matter) didn't faze her in the least. Gina Gershon was a fine-tuned sex machine, built to perform behind closed doors or on a Broadway stage. She interfered in the match and Theron took her to task; she accepted that reality without regret. She knew she was going to get a major league screwing and that had her love button buzzing. Yes indeed, Gina is the perfect woman. (author ducks the anticipated contention!)

Charlize arrived beside Gina and the bound brunette turned her head to address her. "It's about time, blondie," she lamented in jest. "I'm all tangled up here unable to let my fingers do the walking." But Charlize didn't buy Gina's apparent lack of defiance. She had a plan to execute but she wasn't going to begin with Gershon awake and presumably dangerous. The tall blonde dropped to her knees and applied a pressure points hold to Gina's neck until the quivering woman fell still. Charlize looked down at her passed out foe and swore she detected a faint grin on her face. She untied Gina and let the brunette's legs flop limp on the mat. She couldn't help admiring them; the bitch had great legs topped with a shapely and delicious ass. She was going to enjoy this!

"Be a darling Jack, drop that cable," she called out. Jack slipped his hands out of his pockets and fumbled for the remote now laying on the floor at his feet. He lowered the cable until the attached carabiner hit the mat. Charlize flopped Gina onto her back and retied her wrists together over her head. She dragged her over to the cable and clipped the biner to the taut bra binding Gina's wrists. "If you'd be so kind; bring her to her knees," requested Charlize.

"Cripes, Charlize," advised Jack. "That ain't a damn winch ya know!"

Charlize glared at his shadowy figure. "Just up to her knees, knucklehead!" she scoffed, then steadied Gina's flaccid frame as Jack brought her into position.

He gazed across the mat at the exhibition and smiled, "I love it when she calls me names!" His curiosity elevated and now in a quandary, Jack's head swiveled back and forth between Sunny's intense plowing of Traci and Charlize's next move as she started to walk towards Sunny to retrieve the vibrator, but then she noticed her girlfriend was using it in tandem with the strap-on. As Sunny humped Traci, she held the toy under the strawberry blonde's belly teasing Traci's stiff clit. Apparently they were in the home stretch!

The attentive Rose figured out what Charlize was looking for and she swiftly fished her own personal little vibrator out of her handbag and snapped at Jack, "Gimme back a battery!" Jack looked at her a tad confused but when he saw the vibrator in her hand he understood. He opened the remote and plucked out a battery.

"Please...let me deliver it to her in person," he pleaded. Rose handed him her Pocket Rocket and Jack lurched from his seat and strolled into the light as he installed the battery. "You lookin' for one of these, doll?" he asked when he reached Charlize.

She smiled as she took it from his hand. "Jack, you're a sweetheart," she purred. She held the toy in her mouth as she hooked her thumbs under her thong and slowly peeled it down her long, long legs.

"Actually it's Rose's," Jack said in a grave tone. "And I'm sure she'll want it back when you're done. But don't let that ruin our moment here." She pulled the toy out of her mouth as she held her thong in one hand. "McGowan?" she asked, then smacked her lips approvingly. "I've always wanted something of Rose's in my mouth!"

She presented her undergarment to the appreciative Jack who slipped it into his bulging jacket pocket. "Thanks, Char," he said with a wink and then he turned to walk back across the mat. Many in the crowd were still focused on Sunny and Traci but there was a smattering of cheers coming from those in the crowd looking for a cigarette to light up. All of a sudden Jack saw something sailing in his direction from the seats and he ducked as a strap-on and harness whizzed over his head and landed on the mat. Astonished, he looked into the crowd and deduced that Silvia Saint was the guilty party.

"Sorry!" she called out to him sheepishly. "Bad aim!" He waved her off and returned to his seat with a sigh.

"Flying dildos...it's turning into quite a soiree, wouldn't you say Jack?!" joked Rose.

"It's a beautiful thing my dear...reminds me of a night in Amsterdam many moons ago. But like the Mrs. Schwarzenegger thing, that's a story for another night," he quipped. "Where the hell do you think she was hiding that contraption?"

"Where do you think?" answered Rose. "She probably wears that as a garter belt. Those porn skanks have all the bases covered, ya know."

"I'll be damned!" he chuckle. "All I know is right now I need another drink!"

"I could use one myself," Rose said, standing up. "Save my seat, I'll be back in a minute."

Charlize had retrieved the strap-on and strapped it around her waist as she strolled over to Sunny to watch her perform.

"Jeez, is she EVER gonna pop?" she asked, referring to Traci.

Sunny had slowed to a more gentle pace, using the vibrator sparingly to draw out Traci's impending orgasm. She wanted to make sure the little bitch remembered this fuck for a loooong time. "She'll pop when I want her to," snapped Sunny.

Charlize leaned down for a brief French kissing session during which Sunny stroked her own sopping slit with her fingers. They broke the kiss and Sunny sighed a long, loud sigh. "I might pop first!" she moaned, then turned her attention back to Traci, spanking her to elicit an impassioned yelp from the girl. "Sometimes losing ain't so bad, is it bitch?" taunted the Aussie sex kitten. Traci moaned through her gag, praying for Sunny to put the vibrator back on her ravenous clit.

Charlize returned to Gina who remained unconscious, her arms secured over her head to the cable and her head bowed with her chin in her cleavage. The blonde beauty knelt before her rival, cupped her chin in one hand and lifted Gina's face up. "I'm going to devour you piece by scrumptious piece," she said.

She brought the vibrator to life and lowered her mouth to Gina's breasts. As she gently grazed the brunette's swollen pussy lips with the lively toy she encircled Gina's aureole with the tip of her tongue. The oblivious woman's nipples responded and grew stiff and then Charlize suckled them delicately. Gina began to stir and soon her eyelids fluttered and then opened. She felt the vibrator between her legs and disguised her desire to have it stuffed inside her.

"Is that the best you can do, Char?" she purred. "No wonder the Porn Star Fight Club bitches show you no respect."

Charlize's expression hardened and she killed the vibrator, dropping it to the mat. She moved back and raised her hand to smack Gina across the cheek with a stinging slap. The brunette's head swiveled violently but then rotated back to stare Charlize in the eye. The insulted blonde grabbed Gina's erect nipples and painfully twisted and pinched them before she released them. SMACK! She gave them a hard slap, then still not satisfied, she plunged one hand between the brunette's legs and pinched her pussy lips. Gina yelped, then broke into a grin. "Now we're getting somewhere Char!" she sneered. "You gonna fuck me or pluck me, bitch?"

Charlize glared at her haughty foe and then drew a few gasps from the onlookers when she rifled a punch that smashed into Gina's jaw. The brunette chirped, then her unconscious body wrenched back and forth as the cable slacked and tightened until she gradually came to rest with her chin back on her chest where it started. "Don't fret, honey pie, you're about to be fucked!" hissed Charlize.

Responses from the crowd were widely varying; those watching Charlize offered a round of cheers at seeing her silence the pesky Gina while those enjoying Sunny's drawn out dong dance with Traci remained relatively quiet - save for the panting, gasping and moaning.

Fortunately for Traci, Sunny was ready to bring the marathon fuckfest to a close. The Australian was on the verge of orgasm herself and she wanted to launch her rival before she climaxed herself. She skillfully manipulated Traci with the vibrator as she slowly pumped her with the dildo. The exhausted strawberry blonde's head was swimming and she had feared she might pass out before she climaxed. Her prayers were answered as Sunny brought her to a moaning and quivering multiple orgasm that seemed to go on for an eternity. The room became a brilliant white light in Traci's eyes and as her senses were overwhelmed with a rush of ecstasy unlike she had ever known, her body went limp and she passed out.

"Ohhhhh..," moaned Rose as her fingers got busy under her skirt. "That lucky little bitch!"

Jack wondered if maybe the "give the crowd the cover of darkness" idea had been a mistake. He knew there was a whole lotta lovin' going on in the seats but he couldn't see it! He dismissed the thought, convincing himself that without the darkness things wouldn't be so...relaxed.

As soon as Sunny withdrew her dildo from Traci's saturated pussy the unconscious girl's knees slid out and her body settled flat on the mat. It barely took another thirty seconds before Sunny's fingers brought herself to a back-arching climax and then she collapsed onto her ass before toppling backward between Traci's widespread legs to revel in her bliss. She'd done some hard core humping in her life, but THIS ranked right up there with the best of them.

Sunny rode out the waves of her receding rapture and finally gathered herself to continue. Oh no, she wasn't finished with Traci yet! She removed the ball gag from her listless rival and gave her ass a spank. Grasping both of Traci's ankles she gradually dragged her across the mat face down to a position near the limit of lighting near the audience. She rolled the girl onto her back and with a flourish she spread Traci's legs as wide apart as they would go and dropped them to the mat. She smirked as she watched some of Traci's residual nectar dribble out of her yawning cunt and onto the mat. Jerking her into a seated position with a fistful of hair she posed her conquest for the crowd, proudly acknowledging their abundant applause and lewd whistles. She looked down at Traci's face to see a thin stream of drool dribble from her chin to land between her tits.

"Look at that, she's oozing out of both ends!" Sunny joked as she dropped Traci to the mat, then reverse straddled her head as she lowered herself to her knees. She took the strawberry blonde's nipples in her thumbs and forefingers, tugging upward. "Let me give ya the McKay seal of approval, creampuff!" she said. "That was some FINE fucking!" Slowly lowering her gooey crotch she settled it onto Traci's face and commenced to gently wiggle her hips as she posed for her raucous fans while running her fingers through her tresses.

Charlize had released Gina from the cable beforehand and allowed her to fall face down. She had paused to watch her girlfriend perform for the crowd but after Sunny gave Traci the ol' stamp of approval she turned her attention back to her trophy. As if she was reading her lover's mind, Sunny grabbed the leather crop, collar and leash and brought them to Charlize. She dropped to her knees and fastened the collar around Gina's neck, clipped on the leash and offered it to Charlize. It was time to take their luscious raven-haired slave for a crawl. Momentarily Sunny rousted Gina with a kiss and hauled her to her hands and knees. Charlize stood on Gina's left side and Sunny took a position on the right with the crop ready to do some work. A sharp swat on the ass produced a yelp from Gina and started her moving.

Alec Baldwin suddenly appeared through the murkiness accompanied by Annette to express his gratitude to the hosts. "Glad to see ya, Alec," greeted Jack. "I didn't realize you were here."

"I try to keep a low profile...you know how it is," sighed Alec.

Jack chuckled out loud, "Certainly! That way you can fit in with all the rest of us wallflowers gathered here!"

Alec looked back over his shoulder at the revitalized crowd in the dimness who were cheering for more filth on the mat. Silvia Saint's voice was heard screaming for "that cunt Gershon" to get a good fucking. Voices that sounded like Kat Heigl and Thora Birch were yelling for another round of tit slapping, and Salma Hayek's distinctively accented voice was heard begging for more pussy smothering.

Alec looked back down at Jack with a timid smirk. "Yeah...discretion IS paramount here, isn't it?" he admitted.

Jack laughed, "If the brass from Paramount were here they'd soil their shorts!" Alec disappeared into the dimness as Rose returned with drinks. She slipped around Annette and sat down, handing Jack a glass of Scotch. "Much obliged, Rose. But what took ya so long?!" he asked.

"I couldn't find Bruce!" she explained.

"Did ya look under Savanna?" joked Jack.

"Yep! Matter-of-fact, that's where I found him!" she answered with a leering grin.

"That guy has more dames chasing him than chasing Theron," Jack said as he raised his glass. "How 'bout a toast to honor. Get on her and stay on her!" They clinked glasses and took a gulp of their spirits.

Rose looked at Jack with a smug expression, "You mean to tell me a man of your...um, maturity...still saddles up?"

Annette broke her silence after patting Rose's knee, "Today's pharmaceuticals are an old saddle tramp's best friend; isn't that right Jack?"

"Yee-haw, sugar; yeeee-hawwww," he agreed.

"I'll leave you...uh...kids...alone now," kidded Annette turning to head back to her seat.

Back on the mat the blonde duo forced their slave to complete several crawling circuits of the mat, all the while peppering her ass with WHACK of the crop. It was obvious Gina was enjoying her so-called punishment for she howled in what certainly sounded like glee as she beamed with a constant smile.

"This crazy bitch is NOT slave material; you can't discipline the willing!" groused Charlize. She lifted her foot off the mat and drove it downward between Gina's shoulder blades, crushing her face on the mat. "But there's one thing the dommes at the PSFC taught me; you can tease the living shit out of someone and force 'em to beg to be fucked."

The spectators were thrilled by Char's revelation of her next move and they let it be known. The joint was jumpin' again as the blonde once again used Gina's bra to bind her wrists, this time behind her back. The stomp to the back had rattled Gina but truth be known if she had wanted to fight back she still had a couple of gallons in the tank. She knew her chances of beating Char on this particular night were pretty much nil and, in the end, the nagging itch between her legs was the deciding factor; if Theron wanted to fuck her then get on it, bitch!

The subsequent session of sexual torment that Gina was subjected to had every nerve ending in her nether region sparking. Charlize proved that Sunny had taught her well and she worked over the dark-maned vixen's snatch like a seasoned veteran. Yanking Gina up to her hands and knees, Charlize kept a tight grasp on her rival's mane as she electrified every inch of Gina's body with the vibrator. When she tipped her head down to nip at Gina's trembling ass with her teeth the brunette thrust her cheeks against Charlize with ravaging desire. A few well placed licks and caresses with the vibrator had nectar percolating out of Gina's pussy as she shamelessly begged Charlize to fuck her. Sunny couldn't keep her hands off herself as she watched the erotic display unfold. Things were damn near as hot in the seats as they were on the mat. Where else could you enjoy such a big time celebrity peep show?!

"It's starting to smell like the Dragonfly Club on a Friday night when Miss Kitty's Parlor Show is in full swing!" said Rose in a throaty voice.

Jack tipped his head back and sampled the air like a coyote milling around a barnyard after sunset. "Mmmmmm...sure does," he agreed after a sigh. "I'll take it upon myself to clean all of these seats." He looked directly at Rose with a surprised expression. "How come I've never cum across you down there?"

"You have! If you'd have taken off that blindfold and spit out that ball gag, we could've shared a drink and some chat," she giggled.

"C'mon doll, that woulda taken the fun right out of the whole experience!" he teased.

"You're lucky you're not twenty years younger, Jack," Rose purred.

"That's funny...I don't FEEL lucky I'm not twenty years younger!" he replied with a wink.

As Gina arched her back and wiggled her ass like a cat in heat Charlize dropped the vibrator and asked Sunny to get the lube for her dildo.

Sunny laughed incredulously, "Look at the little slut. Her pussy's smoking like a locomotive! You don't need any lube, baby!" Charlize grabbed the leash, wrapped it around her hand until the slack was taken up and the line to Gina's collar was as taut as a Stratocaster steel string. On her knees between Gina's legs, she positioned the crown of Silvia's hefty dildo at the entrance to the aroused babe's hot box.

"You wanted a fuck...you're gonna get a…" Gina didn't allow Charlize to complete the sentence. She thrust her hips backward as soon as she felt the head of the cock make contact and her insatiable pussy swallowed it whole.

"What'd I tell ya, Char, this hot little honey is like a rocket on a launching pad," gushed Sunny. "You better hold on tight!" Charlize was indeed forced to hold on for Gina was humping the dildo so furiously the tall blonde had to brace herself. The brunette had her face pressed to the mat and her ass high in the air, virtually moving in a blur. Her moans and gasps heightened as her pace leveled off to the point where she was taking long, deep thrusts as opposed to the initial rabbit strokes.

"Fuck me you bitch!" Gina moaned as her hips slowed in hopes that Charlize would take over.

The Academy Award winner assumed control and proceeded to deliver a toe-curling pussy pounding that had Gina's hanging breasts flopping wildly and her breath coming in short bursts. Everybody's gaze was fixated on the two starlets. Sunny watched her girl perform while she teased her drizzling cunt with a vibrator she'd snatched up from the floor. She recognized the look that began to appear in Charlize's eyes; she'd seen it more than a few times in their rocky relationship - passion transforming into wrath! Apparently Char was having a 'Stern Tournament Flashback' and it didn't bode well for Gina. On the other hand, it sent a shiver of excitement through the Australian porn babe!

Charlize plowed her foe with powerful strokes as she diddled Gina's erect clit with sloppy fingers. As Gina neared climax the blonde swordswoman abruptly removed her fingers from her love button and pulled the glistening prick out of her. Gina gasped and began to whine, pleading for Charlize to finish her as her entire body trembled. More than one frustrated groan was heard in the audience as the visual that commandeered their attention came to a screeching halt. Charlize stuck to her guns and waited a moment for Gina's lift-off gauge to lower to a normal level. That look in the blonde's eyes remained the same however.

"I knew this was comin'," Jack chuckled when Charlize grabbed Gina by the hips and pressed the head of the dildo against the brunette's poop chute. Gina's breath caught in her throat and suddenly the fact that she had not seen the deranged look in Charlize's eyes became a mute point. The Academy Award winner's intentions were...crystal clear. Sunny's eyes lit up with glee when she saw her girlfriend knocking at Gina's back door. She moved in close and sank to her knees to goad Charlize into action. The blonde asked for the lube again and Sunny reluctantly handed it to her.

"If I was you I'd give it to her dry," Sunny suggested with a hard grin.

Charlize greased the shaft of her weapon over the top of the now tacky coating from Gina's velvet grotto.

"That would be so dreadfully uncouth," Charlize replied with a smirk as she wiped excess lube from her hands on Gina's ass cheeks, then commenced to put her plan into action.

The first slow stroke drew a tense growl from the brunette's throat and provoked the crowd into a round of lewd cheers. Charlize eased into a steady rhythm of thrusts that jiggled Gina's gasping body and demonstrated to the defenseless recipient that payback was a nasty bitch. Gone was the almost amorous attitude that Charlize seemed to possess when she was fucking Gina just moments before. It was now replaced in full with the wrath that Sunny recognized in Char's expression. The blonde was exacting her revenge and she was doing it in spectacular fashion. Gina's face was hidden from the crowd but if they could have seen her eyes the intense anguish she experienced would have been obvious. Her perspiring face scrubbed back and forth across the mat as Charlize fed her the high hard one and soon she felt she was on the verge of passing out.

The chants from the excited crowd faded in and out as she tottered on the brink of unconsciousness. Even though the brunette was conquered by Charlize in battle she still proved that she was a ferocious sexual beast when it got down to the nitty-gritty. She could handle anything Charlize tossed her way when it was aimed at her sweet meat but when the action moved around to the back door her durability melted away like the spring snow. She wasn't going to walk for a week after this session of depravity. Unable to withstand any further abuse she released a defeated moan and passed out. When Charlize realized her rival had succumbed, she ended the torment and pulled the dildo from Gina's ass. The brunette's limp body collapsed flat on the mat and the audience showered the tall blonde tormentress with praise.

"Well, Gina demanded a good fucking...and she damn sure as hell got it!" exclaimed Jack.

Rose licked her lips and wiggled her hips slightly, frowning, "Damn Jack! I think I'm stuck to my chair!"

Charlize and Sunny shared another kiss and then Charlize whispered something in her girlfriend's ear. They rolled the unresisting Gina onto her back and Char saddled up, reverse straddling Gina's face. She wiggled around slightly until she felt Gina's nose settle between her gooey pussy lips. Sunny straddled the brunette's waist and faced Charlize. She cupped the blonde's small breasts in her hands and very gently she massaged them drawing an aroused sigh from Charlize and prompting the South African's hips into motion. The two lovers fondled and kissed one another as Charlize worked her pussy into a froth atop Gina's face. The sizzling display had the crowd delirious but it was over quickly as the combination of Gina's nose tickling Char's clit and Sunny's soft hands working magic on her sensitive nipples sent the tall blonde into orbit with a vigorous, high-pitched moan. After a moment of body shakes and quivers Charlize collapsed forward panting where she and Sunny embraced in a hug.

"I need a fucking cigarette!" gasped Rose as she tipped her head back and echoed Charlize's pants.

Jack dabbed at the sweat on his brow and sighed, "Fuck that! I could use a joint! Where's Harrelson when ya need him?!"

Sunny tipped Charlize's head back and planted a soft kiss on the spent blonde's lips. "Now it's my turn," she said. "I believe my nemesis must be feeling terribly neglected."

She rose to her feet and went to pay Ms. Lords a visit. Traci's consumed body lay on the mat unmoving as she softly moaned in a near catatonic state. She had awakened several times while Charlize and Sunny played with Gina but each time she ended up drifting back into an exhausted slumber as she lay on display to the crowd. She hadn't been fucked like that since Wesley Snipes plowed her one night back in '98 on the set of 'Blade'. The ravaged strawberry blonde was as spent as spent could be. Unfortunately for her, after Sunny took part in Charlize's intense face-fuck, the Australian's fine-tuned motor rumbled like a top fuel dragster at the start line and was on the verge of laying down some serious rubber.

The Aussie porn babe appeared above Traci and swiftly removed the harness from around her hips and rolled Traci's unresisting frame onto its side. The vanquished combatant's stiff nipple pressed against the mat producing an erotic image that had both Jack and Rose licking their lips in unison. Sunny slipped the sweaty harness over Traci's head and positioned the base of the slickened dong against Traci's mouth. With a few adjustments to the Velcro straps and a clever tightening knot she succeeded in fastening the equipment securely around Traci's head so that it appeared as if the dong was sprouting from her mouth. The Christmas tree at the start line was blinking down towards green.

Sunny allowed Traci to collapse back onto her belly and then sat at the blonde's head, spreading her beautiful stems wide apart and leaving her puckered pussy lips pointed directly at her foe's forehead. The spectators were silent, mesmerized while awaiting Sunny's impending performance. Traci released a low moan when Sunny snaked her fingers into her locks and jerked her head upward. Traci's hollow gaze fixated on her foe's beckoning honey hole as Sunny eased her forward until the head of the dong began to penetrate her hungry pussy. Propped up on one elbow, the Australian fucking machine once again commenced to do what she did best - fuck!

What started out with slow, methodical strokes soon escalated to a vigorous pussy pounding as Sunny furiously jerked Traci's head to and fro. The thick dong plowed in and out of her pleasure tunnel with self-produced velocity and each time the toy bottomed out Traci's nose plunged into the top of Sunny's slit to diddle her stiff clit. The prior silence was shattered with an amalgamation of lascivious cheers and whistles from the crowd along with a swarm of moans and groans from the two performers. Charlize sat Indian style on the mat beside her wrecked opponent and watched impassioned as she tugged on her hardened and deliciously sensitive nipples.

"Jesus Christ!" blurted Jack in a gravely voice. "I'm gonna need a nitroglycerin tab before this baby's over."

Charlize could remain a spectator no longer so she jumped to her feet and rushed to Sunny's side. She straddled Traci's back and plunged her fingers into the strawberry blonde's tangled tresses. "You lay back, baby," she purred to Sunny. "Let me do the work!"

Sunny released her hair hold and settled her back on the mat with her hips thrust upward. She began to tug at her stiff nipples and suddenly let out a gasp when Charlize stroked her clit with the head of the dildo. A few brushes of her love button had the Australian primed so Charlize slipped the toy into Sunny's wet cunt and snarled as she tightened her grip on Traci's mane. The subsequent fucking was fast and intense as Charlize jerked Traci's head to and fro forcing the glistening dong in and out of Sunny's fuzz box. The prone pleasure puppet moaned and whimpered as her head was shook vigorously to deliver the goods to Sunny. Charlize freed one of her hands and continued to pump Traci's head while she diddled her girlfriend's engorged clit with her thumb. Within seconds Sunny's body began to convulse and she released an ecstatic shriek as she climaxed with a flourish.

Suffice it to say, under the cover of virtual darkness there was a whole lotta lovin' going on in the crowd. The PSFC contingent had earlier spread out to explore the prospect of 'real' female celebs looking for a wild time and they were excited to find quite a few takers! It was the kind of night that created an atmosphere of reckless abandon and the porn stars knew exactly how to operate in those conditions. Let's just say that Melissa Joan Hart was never going to be the same again after her tryst with Danni Ashe!

Sunny and Charlize had cum, saw, conquered and then cum again on a glorious evening. It was just about time to wrap things up on the mat, and I mean that literally. Sunny recovered from her climax and as Charlize went over to Gina she rolled the delirious Traci onto her left side.

Charlize dragged Gina's limp frame back over to Traci and positioned her on her left side with her head at Traci's crotch and vice-versa. The Oscar winning blonde removed the strap-on harness from her waist and fastened it around Gina's head in the same manner Sunny had employed earlier on Traci. When she finished the base of the dildo attached to the harness was situated against the brunette's mouth. Sunny opened the handcuffs on Traci's wrists and reattached one cuff around Gina's ankle to link the pair ankle to wrist.

After untying Gina's wrists Charlize secured Traci's ankle to Gina's wrist with the bra in similar fashion to leave the two women secured 69 on their sides. With a few adjustments and a little maneuvering the dildos were sunk, Gina's in Traci's cunt and vice-versa. If you understand what the fuck I just tried to describe here...it was a beautiful sight to behold!

"All good things must cum to an end!" sighed Jack as he rose from his seat and strolled into the light on the mat. The roller coaster ride of sexual debauchery was over and the awe-struck crowd responded with a standing ovation from the murkiness of the seats. Charlize and Sunny posed over their trussed up victims with their arms around each others hips absorbing their fans praise. "I won't lie to you folks," announced Jack as he stood beside the victorious duo. "I'm EXHAUSTED! That was an incredible performance and as our winners leave the mat I'm sure you'll show 'em your appreciation. Sunny and Charlize, I thank you from the bottom of my…um, heart."

The crowd continued with their thunderous applause as the two blonde's walked off the mat. Jack followed their progress with a dreamy gaze until Sunny glanced back and yelled, "The dressing room's off-limits for an hour, Jack!"

"Whatever you say, doll!" he replied. "Just try not to put any holes in the walls!"