Aisha Tyler's fight with Katy Perry ended with a full triumph for her over Katy.
Katy won the beauty contest between them but had to pay a high price for it when Aisha started to systematically tear her apart on the wrestling mat. After Katy managed a few feeble slaps to Aisha's face and pulled her hair in an attempt to bring the six foot Amazon down on the mat, Aisha punched her, lifted her off the ground, slammed her, and in no time at all had her lying face down, with her knees digging into Katy's shoulder blades.
Aisha took hold of both Katy's arms and twisted her shoulders so close to a breaking point that the gym reverberated with Katy's inhuman screams of pain. She spat next to Katy's head on the mat and told her, 'So, you know what you have to do, little brat? You lick my spit, you weak slut! Come on, do it!!'
Her face contorted in pain, Katy was not yet broken enough to give up her rest of dignity, and managed to shout defiantly, 'I fuck you, cxnt!'
'Fuck me??' Aisha asked in mock surprise, 'really, fuck me? You stupid piece of shitty trash, with one twist of my knee I can break your puny back, and you dare to say that to ME? Gawd, you must have fried your peanut brain on the Californian beach so badly!' - and with a jerk of both her muscular arms Aisha tears at Katy's shoulder joints so badly to nearly make the screaming, screeching Katy pass out with the pain.
Katy's vision begins to fail; through the white lightning of torturous pain, a curtain of swirling dark clouds descends over her eyes, and slowly she remembers the big blob of Aisha's saliva next to her cheek. With Aisha's knees still in her shoulder blades and her arms twisted behind her back unrelentingly, she moves her mouth towards her triumphing opponent's spit, puts her lips over it and licks it off the mat.
'Theeeere's a good girl!' Aisha says in mock praise and mercifully slowly releases her pain inflicting hold. Katy groans and whimpers as her shoulder joints are allowed to move back into a natural position while her mouth is filled with Aisha's sticky spit.
With a shock, she suddenly realises that while licking up Aisha's spit she had become turned on by her overpowering opponent. Desperately, she tries to fight down her sensation which gives her a feeling of unspeakable humiliation and defeat.
Aisha takes her knees off Katy's back and gets up, to look down on the destroyed Katy moaning and crying to herself, aching, exhausted, and confused at herself.
'Good girl!' she repeats, walking around Katy leisurely. Suddenly, she swoops down on her, grabs nearly all of Katy's hair with her big hand and pulls her up to her feet with one brutal jerk. Katy looks up at the tall woman while her legs wouldn't carry her if she wasn't held up by her hair. 'I did it - please, let me go...' she murmurs.
'What? You not really have the audacity to tell me what to do? I let you go when I'm finished with you, little slut!' Aisha says menacingly. Still holding Katy's hair she pushes her away at arm's length and starts sapping her face with the palm and back of her other hand so hard that Katy starts bleeding from her nose. Then, she places her thumb and fingers around Katy's jaw, forces her mouth open, draws her face towards her and kisses her hard and brutally. Through all the pain throbbing through her body, Katy is flooded by the surge of sexual sensations washing through her.
When Aisha finishes running her tongue through Katy's mouth she looks at her like at something which roused her curiosity and mocks her, 'Gawd, you liked that, didn't you, you dirty little whore, hugh?'
She lets go of Katy's hair finally, and while Katy stands on her weak legs trying to keep up her balance Aisha draws her arm back to deliver an incredible punch to Katy's face. Pivoting around herself, with drops of blood from her nose shooting through the air, Katy lands back on the mat face down, finally passing out.
Aisha leaves with her gaggle of laughing and joking girl friends, while the girls who had come with Katy look in total shock at the destroyed woman lying on the mat like a broken rag doll.
... but this happened a while ago, and for Katy the pitiful incident is now merely a dark memory she has managed well to live down.
...and it is time for her to take on her next opponent which is - SHAKIRA.
Shakira: 36 years, 5'2", 55kg
Katy : 28 years, 5'8", 59kg
