Katrina exits her car and looks down with disgust into the marshy area she and her rival had agreed upon. "Why did I agree to fight here?" she wonders with a frown. Pulling off her sunglasses and tossing them on the back seat of the car, she slowly descends into the high grass. Her flip flop clad feet squish with each step as she goes deeper into the marsh, searching for her rival. Katrina is wearing a white dress that stops short of her knees but it puts her best assets, her freckled breasts, on display and her hair hangs loose, gently curling around to frame her freckled face.
After searching for a while, she sees Jacqueline. A smile creases her face; Jacqueline hasn't seen her yet! Moving slowly, quietly, Katrina approaches her from behind, ready for a Sneak Attack to score an early advantage...but despite her efforts to remain stealthy, as she creeps up behind Jacqueline, her foot squishes a little too loudly in the moist earth and the sound alerts Jacqueline to her approach.
Just as Katrina is almost upon her, Jacqueline whirls around to confront Katrina at the last second. Thinking quickly as Katrina's hands reach for her hair, Jacqueline slides her forearms around and under Katrina’s arms, pulling up to keep Katrina from clamping on a Bearhug. Jacqueline pulls Katrina close, mashing their breasts together through their dresses. Katrina grunts as Jacqueline applies fierce pressure with her arms as she arches her back under the strain. Katrina throws her head back as Jacqueline leans into the hold, concentrating her energy on weakening Katrina’s arms. Her breasts pull back slightly, then SMACK Katrina's again, bringing short, harsh, bursts of air from her parted lips.
Satisfied she’s given Katrina a taste of what her arms and breasts can do, Jacqueline pulls her forearms out from under Katrina's arms, grabs her left wrist and deftly twists, forcing Katrina to bend forward at the waist as she begins to pound Kneelifts repeatedly up into Katrina's belly! "WOOF! OOF! UNNGH!"Katrina groans each time Jacqueline's knee SLAMS into her stomach, driving the air from her lungs. A fourth Kneelift drops Katrina to her knees which slowly sink into the spongy earth as she leans back and looks up at her dominate rival.
Jacqueline looks down at Katrina with a smirk, still holding her arm. "What’s the matter ? Can't take a couple of blows to that belly?" She draws back her foot and drives it into Katrina's belly button…at least, that's where the kick was supposed to go! Katrina's free hand catches Jacqueline’s foot at the ankle and stops it before it drives what little air she has left out of her lungs. With Jacqueline's foot firmly in hand, Katrina jerks, dumping Jacqueline over as she falls to the muddy ground on her butt. SPLAT!
Katrina's arm is freed when Jacqueline reaches back trying to break her fall. Working quickly, Katrina leaps on the brunette, straddling her waist and making sure, WHAM to drop her ass on Jacqueline's solar plexus, knocking the wind out of her. Reaching forward with one hand, Katrina grabs Jacqueline’s dirty hair and pulls her head to one side. Her other hand curls into a fist which she starts hammering down into Jacqueline's stomach, returning Jacqueline's earlier attack.
Fighting to catch her breath, Jacqueline grunts a little louder each time Katrina's fist connects. “ungh! UNGH! UNNNHH!!” Jacqueline’s prostrate body undulates provocatively as she thrashes her head and flails her legs, trying to escape the grip of Katrina's grasping fingers.
Tightening her grip on Jacqueline's ..-brunette tresses, Katrina gives her belly a final punch “WHUFFF!”then slides up to sit astride her breasts where she bounces her butt up and down, mashing Jacqueline's assets flat against her chest as she holds onto two clump of her hair, twisting and pulling as she rides Jacqueline like a bucking bronco.
Grunting louder, Jacqueline kicks her muddy legs up, wrapping them tight around Katrina's chest from behind; her calves flattening Katrina's breasts as she makes an effort to roll Katrina off her perch. Unwilling to relinquish the advantage, Katrina increases her bouncing, her butt cheeks mashing Jacqueline's breasts flat a bit more each time.
Groaning as she strains to unseat Katrina, Jacqueline manages to finally pull Katrina backward and slams her down in the slimy mud between her legs. Sitting up, Jacqueline WHAM, WHAM, slams both fists down on Katrina's unguarded stomach twice before she slithers alongside Katrina. With her dress hiked up above her shapely thighs, Jacqueline clamps her thighs around Katrina's neck, crosses her ankles and then starts squeeeeeeezing... Katrina panics as Jacqueline's powerful thighs begin to shut off her precious life-giving oxygen. Jacqueline smiles as Katrina's face begins to turn red as the powerful Head Scissors cuts off the blood flow to her brain.
"Aww, poor widdle…baby can't get a breath? You can give up now babe, I won't humiliate you…too badly," she giggles with a snide smirk.
Katrina begins kicking her feet, trying to nail Jacqueline with a kick to anywhere she can reach, her feet just waggle uselessly in the air, her only accomplishment is kicking up a lot of mud. Desperate as she feels herself starting to fade, Katrina forms her hands into claws and Rakes her sharp talons over Jacqueline's calves and thighs, leaving long red welts on the creamy flesh.
"OWWWW! OH FUCK!!!!" screams Jacqueline as Katrina shreds her thighs.
It doesn’t take much before Jacqueline can stand no more and is forced to uncoil her legs from around Katrina's neck. She slams her bare foot into Katrina's side, knocking her away and giving herself some room to nurse her injured thighs. Katrina rolls a few feet away where she rest on all fours as she tries to catch her breath. Slowly pulling herself to her feet, Katrina looks down at Jacqueline, who is still more concerned with the wounds to her thighs than with her opponent.
Not wanting to miss the opportunity to go back on the attack, Katrina charges towards Jacqueline. Her ears picking up the sound of Katrina’s feet slap-slap-slapping in the mud, Jacqueline looks up just in time to see Katrina’s bare foot sweeping toward her chest. Katrina's foot SMACK connects before Jacqueline can react, knocking the brunette prostrate on her back and sending her sliding through the mud.
Katrina springs and Jacqueline instinctively raises her knees. “WUUFF!” Katrina grunts in pain when she crashes down onto Jacqueline's knees and her stomach jackknifes, folding in two over Jacqueline’s knees. With Katrina doubled over, Jacqueline kicks out with her legs, sending Katrina SPLAT into the moist earth.
Jacqueline forces herself up and pursues, her arms extended as she grabs for Katrina's chest. But Katrina regroups quickly and as Jacqueline attacks, she grabs the .. brunette's arms. Rearing up on their knees in the mud,both brunette twist and squirm, writhe and wriggle as they fight for supremacy; their fingernails digging into each other's biceps. As the struggle continues, their hands move to one another's breasts as, pushing, yanking, grunting, groaning and trying to force each other to the ground, the battling actresses finally hear the tearing sounds as the fronts of both dresses are ripped open, then fall away from their bodies exposing their bare, braless, breasts.
Glaring enviously at each other, they exchange SLAPs and PUNCHes to faces and bare breasts; then they slam together in a mutual Test of Strength as their fingers interlace. Jacqueline and Katrina war for an advantage, twisting their bodies in every direction, squirming on their knees as their legs and lower bodies become coated with mud. Their hands grope the other's mud-dampened tresses, then they proceed to twist and yank hair, their heads swiveling every which way.
Their bodies undulate with greater fervor until Katrina slowly forces Jacqueline backward and pins her in the mud. Legs kicking, bodies grinding, legs intertwining, they roll over and over until their bodies are slathered with mud as they continue to yank each other's hair and even try to bite exposed skin or throttle each with grasping fingers. In their desire to overpower each other, their naked breasts slap and slither together, smearing the mud over both of their bodies and arousing hardening nipples with the slick sensation of skin-on-skin contact.
Katrina ends up on top of Jacqueline, straddling her, then clamping her fingers around her throat. As Katrina leans in to bite a conveniently close section of Jacqueline's bare skin, their bodies grind together. With their dresses up around their hips, thighs and calves are coated in mud. Jacqueline kicks her legs to escape from beneath Katrina but Katrina bears down on Jacqueline's squirming body, determined to keep her pinned on her back and vulnerable.
Trying to bite Jacqueline again, Katrina gasps as the .. brunette's fingers suddenly tighten around her throat, thumbs digging into her windpipe; cutting off the flow of air to her straining lungs. The only sounds are sounds of gagging and choking as both brunettes seek to strangle the other. Suddenly, without warning, Jacqueline raises her knee, wedges her leg between their slippery bodies and kicks Katrina off her!
Struggling up, Jacqueline sits back on her haunches, her bare breasts heaving, then she and Katrina both rise in a half-crouch and begin to circle. Both women’s bodies are covered in mud; dresses more off than on; eyes locked on the other as they circle; feet moving with quick, catlike movements; each seeking an opening.
Finally they clasp hands low near their hips as their bodies merge within grinding distance. They take turns bending each other backward, each grunting and squealing with the strain of the struggle, their arms constantly shifting as they fight for an advantageous position. Slowly forcing Katrina's arms against her sides, Jacqueline leans into the Test of Strength, bending Katrina's body backward. Katrina groans under the steady pressure Jacqueline exerts, grunting as she forces herself back upright. Katrina mashes her breasts into Jacqueline’s, bending the .. brunette backward as their clasped hands move up and down.
Rising and standing straight up, they take turns SPLAT, slamming their mud encrusted breasts together until Jacqueline suddenly releases Katrina's hands to grab her hair with one hand while her other hand comes up toward Katrina's face. Her eyes wide, Katrina quickly grabs Jacqueline's wrist as Jacqueline's pulls her head to the side. Katrina grunts as she strains to keep Jacqueline's probing fingers away from her eyes. Bending forward at the waist, Katrina presses on, using her shoulders for leverage and is slowly able to force Jacqueline down onto her back
Landing in the mud with a loud SPLAT, Jacqueline gasps as Katrina, kneeling between Jacqueline's thrashing legs, leans forward and grabs her by the throat, bearing down with all her weight. Katrina grunts from the exertion of trying to strangle her foe but suddenly, her grunts give way to a pained yelp when Jacqueline's kicking legs snap together around her middle. Crossing her ankles and compressing Katrina’s waist fiercely, Jacqueline arches her back, her ass lifting out of the mud as she tightens her Waist Scissors.
"Not bad for a has-been, eh, Katrina?" Jacqueline taunts Katrina as she tightens the brutal scissors.
Katrina's hands leave Jacqueline's neck as Jacqueline places her hands on either side of her, arches her back and stretches the bodyscissors, causing Katrina to lose her balance. Pushing at Jacqueline's inner thighs to loosen the crushing hold, Katrina is forced to put her hands back on the ground behind her as Jacqueline inches forward, squeezing tighter. Jacqueline's inner thighs force themselves into Katrina's sides under her ribs; the back of her legs draped over the front of Katrina's thighs as she squeezes and squeezes, trying to force the air from her rival.
Her body arched at an uncomfortable angle, Katrina gasps as Jacqueline tightens her Scissors again; Katrina's breath comes in short, panting, gasps of pain as the .. brunette increases the pressure once more; accompanied by a guttural grunt in her efforts to crush the fight from Katrina.
Finding herself almost forced to her back in the slimy mud, Katrina uses her right hand to push on Jacqueline's left thigh, desperate to loosen the pressure on her nubile body. Her face betrays her extreme discomfort as Jacqueline continues Scissoring her midsection between sexy, powerful thighs. Katrina lets out a long moan as Jacqueline's thighs continue to constrict her tiny waist, preventing her from getting a deep breath into her deprived lungs.
Growing desperate, Katrina attempts to escape using her arms to try and pry Jacqueline's legs apart and this new test of strength continues for a brief time with Katrina occasionally forcing Jacqueline's thighs apart just enough to give her a short respite from the agony before they snap back together with a wet THWAP. Katrina’s head snaps back and she lets out a low groan as she has to give up on trying go pry Jacqueline’s legs open.
“AAARRRRRGH!” Katrina lets out a scream of agony and frustration. She can't breathe, and the pressure on her midsection is so painful that she’s close to submitting. Katrina scans Jacqueline's body for anything she can exploit.
Jacqueline's face is determined…and out of reach of any attack. And while Jacqueline's mud-caked breasts are inviting, Katrina fears a Breast Attack wouldn't be enough - and might entice Jacqueline to retaliate against her own vulnerably bulbous beauties. Her eyes travel further downward and a small smirking grin forms on her lips as her eyes take in the sweet mound of Jacqueline's wet panty covered crotch. Never above an attack to give herself an advantage, Katrina forms her hand into a claw, raises it overhead and then SMACK, slams it down on Jacqueline's pussy. As Katrina tightens her grip on the Crotch Claw, her fingers digging into the tender flesh, Jacqueline lets out a scream.
"AAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Jacqueline screams as Katrina's fingers dig into her most vulnerable area. Determined not to be forced out of her match-ending submission scissors, Jacqueline tightens her legs in an attempt to force Katrina to give up before her pussy is in too much pain.
Katrina groans and her hand releases the claw, but only to start pounding her fist back down, hammering Jacqueline's pussy over and over as she screams a demand for freedom. "LET GO OR I'LL MAKE SURE YOU NEVER HAVE KIDS!" Katrina yells as she slams her fifth Punch onto Jacqueline's pubic mound.
Jacqueline can only take so much and after six or seven punches, she has to release her Scissors, kicking Katrina's body away with her feet and making enough distance between them to give her time to recover. Katrina slithers through the mud a few feet before she slides to a stop, then lays on her back as she sucks air into her lungs while watching Jacqueline laying curled up in the fetal position rubbing her ravaged pussy.
Finally, Katrina rouses herself and begins to crawl to Jacqueline, shoving her over onto her back and straddling her, making sure she has Jacqueline's arms pinned under her legs. Looking down at Jacqueline's pain-stricken face, Katrina smiles. "Well, you introduced me to your best assets, those legs. Now it's my turn to show you mine!"
Leaning forward, laying on top of Jacqueline, holding her with a handful of mud-caked hair, Katrina lowers her bountiful, muddy boobs on Jacqueline's face. The mud helps create an air tight seal that will soon send Jacqueline into unconsciousness. Jacqueline gasped as Katrina molded her breasts over her nose and mouth, struggling for breath under the fleshy mounds blocking her oxygen. A muffled cry vibrating between Katrina's mud covered breasts sent an excited shiver though Katrina’s body as the .. brunette began involuntarily squirming and bucking, trying to escape.
Excited by the sensation of Jacqueline’s body writhing, her naked flesh grinding against her, Katrina held onto Jacqueline's hair as she forced her face deeper into her cleavage. Determined to Tit Smother her, Katrina pressed her body tight against Jacqueline’s face, keeping her shoulders pinned to the muddy ground; knowing she’d turned the match around. But for all her advantage, Katrina hadn't realized she made a serious mistake until Jacqueline's knees glided upward over her thighs, hips and ribs, then once again clamped down on her unsuspecting waist - this time in a far tighter vice grip than the one she’d trapped Katrina in a few minutes earlier.
Katrina's eyes shot wide in shock, then she nearly panicked when Jacqueline's ankles locked and her powerful thighs began to apply terrible pressure on Katrina's tightly Wedgied midsection between them. The sound emanating from between Katrina's breasts almost sounded like laughter as Jacqueline squeeeeeeeeeeezed the Leglock around Katrina’s pain-wracked body.
Jacqueline was letting the muscles of her sexy thighs do her talking, a silent demand to be released. Katrina cried out, again pressing her breasts tighter onto Jacqueline's face as the crushing pressure around her waist grew too painful to ignore. She ground her breasts to the left and then to the right, hoping to deprive Jacqueline of air to the point of knocking her unconscious before the pain in her own body became too much.
Jacqueline, a seasoned veteran, can’t be denied and was determined as Katrina to win. Again, her shapely legs around Katrina's undulating body pulsed, squeezing mercilessly; prompting a louder cry of pain from Katrina. Using her Scissors as leverage, Jacqueline tried to buck Katrina off but despite her agony, Katrina writhed on top of the .. brunette with greater fervor, spreading her feet and broadening her base to keep Jacqueline pinned on her back in the mud.
Their bodies, by now almost completely naked as their dresses were utterly torn and disheveled, ground in their mutual exertions. Jacqueline arched her back and straightened her legs trying to lift Katrina off while Katrina bore down and squirmed side-to-side trying to keep Jacqueline in place. Slowly but surely, Jacqueline’s brutal Scissors was wearing Katrina down as her legs compressed Katrina’s body harder, harder and harder!
Holding Jacqueline’s face in her cleavage by the hair, Katrina groaned as Jacqueline's arms wrapped around her torso, pulling Katrina into a Bearhug as all four breasts were flattened by the other’s. The friction of their erect nipples elicited a burst of air from Katrina's lips and, encouraged, Jacqueline tightened her Bearhug around Katrina's torso with as much power as her legs were applying with their Scissors.
Jacqueline began to match Katrina’s writhing movements with writhing of her own although she was gasping for air under her Smothering breasts, which encouraged Katrina to wrap both arms around Jacqueline's head and press her boobs harder on her face. Katrina was still bent on victory!
An instant later Katrina shrieked as Jacqueline, now almost out of oxygen, bit down on Katrina's left breast. Her jaws clamping onto Katrina's engorged nipple; the .. brunette simultaneously pulsed both her arms and legs around her caught opponent. Both brunette continued squirming; Jacqueline's back and derriere caked in mud as were Katrina's forearms, knees and calves - but neither was willing to concede the other the advantage.
But at least Jacqueline's retaliation had - even if only briefly - freed her face from Katrina’s smothering breasts. Sucking in breath, she screamed at her opponent, "GET OFF ME, OR I'LL BREAK YOU IN TWO!"
“AAAIIIIEEEEEEE!” Katrina threw back her head and shrieked in pain as Jacqueline crushed her lithe body with the combination Scissors/Bearhug. Katrina was upset with herself for not taking in all the possibilities of Jacqueline's potential escape from her bountiful bosom, and is angry that the beautiful pair that had sucked the will to fight out of so many of her past opponents had simply angered Jacqueline more.
Determined to have one last salvo to throw at Jacqueline, Katrina balls up her fists, and fueled by anger and pain, begins screaming as BAM, she began to Punchdown onto Jacqueline's face.
"YOU" (left cross) "WILL" (right cross) "NOT"(Katrina slams her fist into Jacqueline's nose) "BREAK"(another right cross) "ME!" (uppercut to Jacqueline's chin)Jacqueline's face rocked from side to side as Katrina's fists crashed down on her muddy face. The final uppercut so stunned Jacqueline whose arms released her Bearhug. One arm fell back limp into the mud at her side, the other flopped across her face. But her powerful legs still encircled Katrina's waist. Although the punching had weakened her, Jacqueline continued trying to squeeze Katrina with her still-considerable power. But Katrina is a woman who wouldn't be denied.
"So you really want to attack someone's tits!" she said between panting attempts to catch her breath. "Well, lemme show you how it's done!"
She reached for Jacqueline's mud-caked orbs, Clawing and digging in with abandon. Jacqueline screamed as Katrina's nails sank into her soft flesh. This new pain, combined with the extended period of lack of air, had weakened her scissors to the point that Katrina again tried for another Breast Smother. Looking at Jacqueline's mud-streaked, dazed with pain, face, Katrina snarled, "THIS time, you'll stay there until you’re KO’ed!"
She again pinned Jacqueline's arms, then lowered her breasts over Jacqueline's face, certain that, this time, she wouldn't be getting out! Jacqueline's breathing was immediately cut off, but she’s not only still in the game, she’s determined to get payback for the trashing her face had gotten. The instant Katrina's body was nestled comfortably atop her, Jacqueline SLAMMED her legs up around her sore midriff, crossed her ankles and applied as much pressure at a slow but steady rate as she could.
“UNNNGHHH!” Katrina cried out in pain and an instant later, Jacqueline twisted her head to the side and sank her teeth into Katrina's right breast, chewing like a madwoman while Katrina screamed in agony.“OHHHHMIGAWD NOOooooo….” Hearing Katrina’s wails of pain, Jacqueline jerked her arms free, reached up and raked her fingernails down Katrina's back in loooong, slooooow strokes.
“EEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee……” Katrina mewled, close to sobbing from the vicious Back Rake. Squeezing Katrina's waist between her thighs with all the strength she had left, Jacqueline kept Biting Katrina's breasts, alternating from left to right and back again as she kept Raking her back. Eventually, Jacqueline got her hands into Katrina's hair, grabbing two handfuls and pulling back, forcing Katrina’s breasts off her face.
Grabbing a mouthful of air, Jacqueline wrenched Katrina’s head to the side and rolled her off, then used the same handfuls of hair to drag herself up over and on top of Katrina. Releasing her, Jacqueline grabbed Katrina's legs and folded them back onto her chest, then sat on the back of her thighs so she was unable to kick her legs.
"This is how it's done," Jacqueline intoned as she reached for Katrina's tits and began, pinching, tweaking and twisting her nipples. Katrina's cries grew steadily louder as Jacqueline dug her fingernails into the nipples, clawed them and finally leaned over and bit them! "Anything you can do, I can do better... I can do anything better than you... yes I can, yes I can... yes I can, yes I can... yes I can, yes I can, yes I can....." Jacqueline taunted Katrina in a sing-song voice, mocking her between painful nipple bites. "And now, something else," Jacqueline purrs in a seductive tone as she grows tired of the Breast Assault.
Balling her fists, Jacqueline began to blast Katrina’s face while her legs were still folded up and firmly trapped under Jacqueline. Left cross to the right eye; right cross to the left eye; left cross to the nose; right cross to the mouth; left cross to the right eye; right cross to the nose; left cross to the chin...Jacqueline's fists battered the trapped brunette, snapping her head side to side until Katrina went limp.
Rising from Katrina's thighs, Jacqueline sat down and dragged Katrina to her. Pulling Katrina's head to the left, Jacqueline reached her right arm over her neck and snaked it under her left armpit. Then she wrapped her left arm behind Katrina's back, grabbing her right wrist to immobilize her. Jacqueline wrapped her legs in a tight Scissors around her waist, making sure she had Katrina's left wrist under her inner thigh. Then Jacqueline squeezed and squeezed as Katrina's helpessly squirming body struggled in vain to free herself.
"Arrogant whores such as yourself need to learn a lesson from losing..." Jacqueline purred as she stretched her legs around Katrina's midsection, bearing down on Katrina's right leg which was bent at the knee against Jacqueline's ass. Keeping her right arm under Katrina's armpit, Jacqueline's left hand held her forearm as she squeezed tighter. Katrina's left leg aimlessly moved up and down, sweeping side-to-side, fruitlessly seeking some leverage in the mud. "Wiggle all you want, nymph; you're not going anywhere..." Jacqueline's words degenerated into a groan as her legs tightened at Katrina's waist yet again.
Jacqueline’s legs crushed her wailing rival until Katrina - somehow - managed to get on her knees, desperately trying to turn things around. Wrenching Katrina's arm, Jacqueline curled her legs and extended them, crushing even tighter. Still, Katrina somehow managed to get enough leverage to plant her feet the mud but as she tried to rise, Jacqueline snapped her right arm behind Katrina's left calf, dragging her back down to the ground.
They were close to a nearby pond and Jacqueline still had her legs clamped around Katrina's body; her left arm still gripping her forearm. Releasing the Scissors and her arm hold, Jacqueline flipped Katrina over, then dragged her through the mud and into the pond. Twisting her upper body to the left by wrenching Katrina’s arm and holding her waist in place with her legs while Katrina's knees dug twin furrows in the mud, Jacqueline wrenched Katrina until she was satisfied, then switched tactics.
Jacqueline straddled Katrina, placing her knees on Katrina's upper arms and bearing down with all her weight. Grabbing Katrina’s hair, Jacqueline pulled her head between her thighs as she rolled onto her side, trapping Katrina in an agonizing Headscissors. Keeping Katrina's mouth away from her crotch to prevent biting, Jacqueline squeezed Katrina's head as hard as she could, steeling herself against Katrina's nails digging into her thighs. The .. brunette gave Katrina an occasional punch to the head for good measure as she squeezed her Leglock.
"Time... to... finish... this..." Jacqueline grunted.
Katrina was pretty much out of it at this point; her face covered in a mixture of blood, bruises, and mud and mottled from a lack of oxygen. All attempts to fight were gone as Katrina gazed up at Jacqueline, surrendered all her pride and barely gasped out, “OK. I’ve learned my lesson…I quit…please…just let me go!”
Jacqueline laughs, “PUHLEASE! Do you really think I’m just going to be merciful after all you did? No, you’re going to face the same fate you tried to subject me to.” Much to Katrina’s relief, Jacqueline’s released her Scissors, but the respite didn’t last long as Jacqueline quickly straddled Katrina and pinned her arms at her sides. Looking down at her beaten, sobbing victim, Jacqueline smiled, “THIS is how you smother someone out!”
She leaned forward, shoving Katrina’s face into her smaller, but still ample bosom. Katrina began kicking weakly, trying with everything she had to escape the ultimate embarrassment, but there was little she had left to resist with. She’d been beaten into submission and there is little she can do about it. Katrina’s struggles faded slowly until she was unconscious. Jacqueline realized it after a few seconds, sat up on Katrina’s chest looking down at her sleeping form.
There was an expression of satisfaction on Jacqueline’s muddy, dirty face. Exhausted, but elated in her victory, Jacqueline wiped the mud from her face and flicked it on the face of her unconscious rival. Patting Katrina's red, raw, belly with her hand before getting to her feet, Jacqueline chuckled, "I'll tell your driver where to find your muddy body and your torn clothes."
