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It was a shock that I was contacted by the Casino’s attorney, after all, I owed them no money.  She simply stated that the casino had been contacted by a video company that had seen security cam footage of a nasty brawl (well two brawls) of myself and this foul tramp Vanessa  at their establishment, and an offer was going to be made to film a conclusive fight between us.  I soaked up the details like a sponge, learning that the Alpha-tit video company had discovered a market for mature catfights, and wanted to film them beautifully, and needed to make sure that the scraps would be real.  There would be no doubt that Vanessa and I hated each other enough, to fight and I nervously viewed the contract and release before signing.

The two of us would be set up in a suite, be interviewed, provided with flimsy lingerie and heels, and with only a camera crew watching, fight till the winner was satisfied.  At special moments in the match, the crew could call for a pause, to take close ups and stills, before allowing us to get on with it.  It was intended to be a catfight, no choking or bone snapping, but the company clearly wanted violent action.  The disclaimers were a mile long, and stated agreement to accept scratches, bruises, contusions, hair loss… basically anything.  Beyond pride, we would be amply rewarded, or at least the winner would be.  The loser would get expenses and a paltry thousand dollars, and perhaps be a commentator on future fights.

After impulsively agreeing, two weeks later, I was surveying the suite, and the very, very revealing outfit I had to wear.  Crotchless panties with matching garterbelt and fishnets, and a low cut lace bra with shamrocks on it, with everything in a garish Kelly green, and tottering about in green heels.  Complimenting me on my appearance, the crew said Vanessa was in the other half of the suite and would enter after the pre fight interview.
“We understand you had two catfights here with your foe Vanessa, and you are seeking revenge”.  My face flushed red, I could feel it, as thy brought up our almost tied matches, and acted like they were big triumphs for that Italian whore.  Replying like a lady, I informed them that the world would see who was the better woman in an hour or so.  “Any thoughts about what you will target Linda?”.  Not hesitating, I replied I’ll start with those sagging breasts of hers, and will carve them till she squeals.  A half hearted  ‘good luck’ from them, and I waited, as they were obviously interviewing Vanessa out of earshot. 

I heard the door handle turn, and looked, and hissed out a breath as that bitch entered.

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All sorts of emotions and expressions run through me, as this vision of sluttishness enters the ‘arena’ and I see and hear Vanessa with her annoying chatter stride in and up to me. I hear her taunt me, and can only imagine what sort of lies and nonsense she spewed in her pre fight interview, but sometimes the classic response is the best.  I haul off and wing a full slap with my right hand at her piggish face, feeling the burn on my palm, and as she wallows in surprise, I inform her that she will regret ever agreeing to this combat.

“Oh, and because I am sure you were too foolish to read everything in the contract, I am going to get the bonus for ripping your top off first for starters !” and reach in to grab that ludicrous looking hooter holder of hers.  There is nothing better in bringing up morale and feeling self confident, then taking it to a bitch.  “Hey gang, make sure you get this first photo op” as I lunge in for that top.

All the while, I make sure that all who will watch are hearing how you were a lucky, sneaking low account tramp in our other fights, but that I am willing to sink to your level to give you what you deserve. A quick glance to the side shows the camera crew intently following the action.

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As my hands seek your bra, and my eyes focus on your rack, out of no where comes both your whining voice and a  wicked slap  OOOOOOooo and my hair flies, the carefully arranged ‘do’ unraveling as I wobble sideways, only to be stopped in mid motion by a violent upward tug and a whap on my chin.   Yet another grunt from me as I teeter on my heels, and as my eyes clear, see you flinging away my bra and the camera pointing at me! 

“Just a sec  gals, lets get this just right:” as I rub my chin and set my legs, while they focus and capture my bare boobs in all their glory.   Me smoldering as you are happily remarking on my tits, while I hiss out that I’ll be milking blood from yours .  “Action” and indeed there is, as I fling my foot up, hoping that this focus on breasts allows me to punt you where it counts.

I don’t feel a solid hit, but there is a snagging sound, and I see you shudder.  Good enough! And I lean in and push at your shoulders, wanting to send you sprawling back on your fleshy ass.  Following you as you stagger, I debate slapping or kneeing, but decide to go for your still covered tits.  I’ll get the bonus for unveiling that cxnt later !

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She’s down! my eyes flash with excitement, as she is wallowing around, flashing her pussy, through her torn panties.  Latching onto her tits, I feel those  jelly like tits through her top, as I squeeze and twist, the fabric hardly resisting.  My sweet white buns gleefully wriggling as I bend over, but I feel a python  squeezing.  What the hell, her legs are clamping on my flanks,  I scrape my nails on them , raking her legs, causing runs and welts, but a succession of pulses  from the bitches legs have me squirming.

As I try to pry her legs off, she latches onto my dangling boobs and hauls.   I screech, my tits distending as she tries to bite them.  “You filthy cock sucking whore, don’t you dare”.  My eyes widen at the wicked threat from her fangs.

Fortunately, as we are locked in this struggle, I am able to shift one foot forward and plant my sole on her mound, and start to grind.  It’s her turn to have wide open eyes, and I get ready  to shift my heel there when her legs pop open.

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That brief pause for the photos of our mutual pussy punishment was enough for me to hear your hoarse breathing and see your florid face.  “Next time you won’t escape , you sweaty sow”.  Rising up to our knee’s you lurch into me, and our perfume must be boiling off.  There is a heavy scent that I attribute to your oily skin and overheated state.  As you grab onto my hair, and push me on my back, I instinctively grab your hair back and start to roll.  On our sides,  our tits tangle, as I see you strain, my own nostrils quivering, as I gasp and struggle in rhythm with you.

We teeter, first me shifting you , then you rocking me on my hip.  All the while, strands of hair are wafting through the room, as I de thatch you, and feel my own scalp burning.  On our next ‘side to side’ wobble, when I start to lean over you, I lift my leg up and drop it down on your thigh, hopefully pounding you onto your back.

As you writhe, I look down to see if I can finish ripping off your panties, but instead, I wrench your head to the side and try to mount you.  Having your hair in my grip, my tits are safe from those teeth of yours this time!.

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Our close encounter ends as I am shoved  indelicately by your foot and roll off you, and while rubbing my little twat , I glare at you as you recover propped against a wall.  “You missed you slut, I’ll remember you tried to stuff your foot into my snatch” as I clamber around on all fours to face you , and see hair all over the place.  What had been ringlets on me is hanging off center over my right eye, as I blow at it, and flip my head back.

My back is torn up, I must be gouged back there, and my ass was clawed.  I crawl forward and grab for your leg, wanting to tow you away from the wall and expose your pussy to my attacks.  As your leg tenses up and resist my tug, yanking back, I let go, and lurch forward, dipping my head low to bite!  I hear muttering from the camera crew  “Jeez, get this” even as my bottom is filling their view finder.

My hands pressing at your thighs to keep them open, I growl as I seek to maul you.  The heat is rising from your furry slit, and I burrow in like a heat seeking missile.

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Grrrrrrrr, I emit a feral growl as I meet your challenge, grunting out that I’ll be picking your pubes out of my teeth for a week.  My head goes side to side, trying to wedge your thighs open, while I try to clamp my thighs  together on your head and limit your movements.  I sure don’t want you gnawing on my precious pink petals or clit!

I wince as your teeth grate at me, pinching my uppermost thigh, while I snag a mouthful of your wooly brown pubes.   Ick!, spiting and coughing, I try i to find sensitive morsels.  I arch and squirm as I feel your nose and lips and teeth exploring, even as my nails pry apart what I can, leaving tracks on your bottom.  On top for a moment I try to snort up some fresh air, as I pray you don’t get real purchase with any of your nips.

My head dips down, I feel slick flesh, that’s it! And I press my chin down to splay your legs enough to shift my mouth down and take home a trophy!

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There is a recognition that our war is reaching new heights (or depths) as we bite, my teeth carving through your furry bush and grabbing your lips, even as your nails pry at my buns, and your mouth clamps on me.  I howl through closed jaws, afraid I would lose my bite if I openly yell, and I shudder over you, although I hear your shriek, as you re position your teeth from underneath.

I twist my head, wrenching your lips, they are thinner then mine, and they stretch, even though you nip hard and  it’s like being caught in a sharp vise.  I try to arch away, but am held fast, as I get a salty taste in my mouth.  Just another second, and I will own your womanhood, but an even sharper pain hits down low and I thump down and then up, lurching off you, my knees thudding on you and the rug as I break free.

I look between my dangling breasts, as I actually lick my lips like a lioness, and then send a hand downstairs to check things out.  I see that I cut your cxntlip, you look lopsided, a red and raw mark on the haggard thing, but I see my own hand comes back bloodied.  It hurts like hell , I have to see what she did, as I now notice the camera crew motioning and yelling something about a photo op. 

I crawl forward as I see you cringing, as they scan your tattered pussy, hearing their comments about what I did givng savage satisfaction, till the camera swings towards me, taking in my clawed up bottom, and bitten twat.  “Wow, look at that, what a sight” as the camera seems to linger on me, and they motion to me to stay still.

I hear a snicker from you, and wonder what is so fascinating, even as I remind you how I said I would bite yours off.

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Sucking in my breath, I brace myself for more pain, with the thought that you will be feeling much, much worse.  When I hear you bleat out a renewed challenge, I just want to tear your tits off.  I see your hand high, going to latch onto my boob, and in reply both my hands claw your heavy hangers and heave them at your face, trying to smash them into that ugly mug and topple you backwards with your own tits.  I arch up, looming over you, feeling you starting to go over backwards, as your other hand digs in low, into my damaged twat. 

My involuntary stiffening and shudder actually helps me shove you back, as I rise up, while shoving your boobs into your chin, and I  feel you flop back , me coming down with a thud atop you, although I scream about your nails carving my pussy Trying to use my own bulk to stop that awful gouging, I urgently try to feed you your own breasts, as I flomp onto you heavily.

The camera crew, hired not only to film but to incite, yell out, one saying “Cmon Linda, Nessa already got two bonuses, for your ripping off your top and bottom first.  Show us something”.  Even in my pained straining, my mind goes into overdrive….yeah, I can get a milking bonus, a plucking bonus, and a spanking bonus….and will get recovery time while I torture her!  Unfortunately, the distraction doesn’t last, and the pain from your mauling is intense.

I see the undersides of your boobs, with their stretch marks, as I splay them upwards, and dig deeply into those them, using them as a guide for my nails. "Eat these sloppy jugs, you pig"

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One moment I was feeding you your sow teats,  laying atop of your heavv body, the next I feel your fingers tear my already gouged pussy deeply and am knocked onto my back by a kick in my tummy.  The impact makes my mouth blurt open, ending my stream of curses, especially when you land on me again, with your knee pounding between my thighs.  My head goes back to groan, as I then sense my tits being grabbed.

Aiiieeee ! I howl, as now you have both my nipples and are wrenching them upwards using your nails to grip them.  The stinking camera crew cheers you on, adding insult to injury.  I rock my legs up, knees thudding on your back, and then try to lock them under your armpits and haul you away, and leave you trapped wide open to a vengeful attack on your snatch.

My pussy is sore and feels like it is actually gaping, that whore must have really done a number on it.  My senses recovering, as your attacks jab me into action, and my hands gouge at the sides of your already torn jugs, hopefully it will distract you from my legs locking in on you.

I hear the camera gang saying this is great, how can they top this, and one replying that they have to remember to get the good shots slow and in close up.  As I feel the tension in my legs when I start to roll you back, I feel confident that they will really have something to show.

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I got her pretty good, for once the camera crew were remarking on how that whore Vanessa was wilting, as my legs squished her, and I tore her titties apart.  Until your fist hit my paunch, and again, and again, and again.  As oily as you are, you slithered out from between my legs, as we faced each other on our butts, me gasping after the belly blows, you trying to suck in air after being squeezed.

“hard to suck cock if you can’t breathe, huh bitch?’ as we recover, being a leg length apart, as I get ready to take her down for once and for all, when Whump…my damaged snatch is kicked hard, and I wince…my eyes widening as I gasp, and you root around trying to enter my poor cxnt.

“Great action, gals”  hold it there while we get the lens focused.  I look up at the guy talking like he has three heads.  “A perfect shot, keep your toes wriggling Nessa, looks great, don’t need any oil or anything, pretty damp down there.  Just work it for thirty seconds or so, then we will get back to it.”

“You Can’t mean it”  but they obviously do.  I would be a great actress with my moans, except I am not acting, as the whore takes advantage.  I glare at her, cursing, saying  how I’ll get you for this, just as a nail snags in a really bad spot.  My head is spinning, and I hear them shout to fight, and I immediately lash out with my foot, hoping to get justice.

Knowing that you are way ahead of me on pussy hits, I figure I have to somehow secure a grip on your wounded tatas.  That will bring me back into this.

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Focusing on the pain and humiliation of your toes rooting in my twat, when we get the signal to fight, I am slower then I ought to be and you have my kicking leg corralled and use it as a lever to twist me onto all fours,  The bitch climbs aboard and locks her legs around me, crowing about it.  Then the dreaded  tit tugging from behind.  I try to tip you forward, feel you slither a bit, then buck back up.  One of the camera guys yells “ride her cow girl”.

“NO, No No…you can’t do this !”  as I realize they are filming it all, just before you clamp down on my ear and bite.  I scream and thrash, my tits and tummy jiggling and swinging, even as my butt bounces. I try to roll to the side, and as you balance, you let go of the bite.  I try to back out as we are in motion, and I have my butt up and head down as I give your ass cheeks a push and see you wobble forward.

Shit, there is acres of forested bush right in front of me, and I clutch for a wad with one hand as I shove your as with the other.  Tugging with all my might, I stare at your insolent bottom and really rip.

“Hey Linda, keep going, this might be both a photo op and a bonus, if you pluck enough!”  I gleam, the crew is still into it, as I am thankful that they didn’t call the ‘milking’ bonus against me moments earlier.  “Let’s hear those high notes, you dumpy whore!” I urge you.

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Damn, I exclaim , as you escape from my pube pulling, even though I am holding a huge clump of your dark fleece and am seeking more, before your heel almost punctures my breast.  I yowl and reel away, staring at the damage, till I realize you ae staggering up for another go.  You are clearly furious over my successful cxnt attack and lurch forward into me, mashing  your sloppy tits into my pink tipped breasts.

My counter surge, has you sagging, my arms around you , and I lift one hand to grab your hair, as you are slithering down to your knees in defeat, and I want to keep you from biting my boobs.  “I’ll finish plucking you in just a moment” I purr, and when I  feel your fingers scrabbling on my scratched up back, I get ready to knee you.  Suddenly, I feel my buns spread wide and  my eyes go wider yet, as I look down and see a wicked sneer on you,  as  you lance my poor brownie.  I howl and screech, skewered, as you obviously have learnt that my reaction and revulsion to such an attack is overpowering.

The camera guys are clapping and gleeful, as I hang transfixed for a moment, in utter shock, before tugging your head back and clouting you on the cheek with the hardest form of slap.  You topple back, raking me as your fingers depart, while I wobble forward and back, my hand seeking my wounded rear.  By now, I am bowlegged after all those brutal snatch assaults, and I try to collect my wits.  I grunt and whine, as the crew debates whether they got that last sequence, and I test my balance, my legs braced so I don’t fall.

In addition expressing my agony, my face drops with the realization that you are chomping at the bit to get at me.  I so need a respite, I need to recoup.  Oh fuck, I should have kicked her just now, she is getting up again !

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Wallowing from the punishment I have absorbed,  I can’t seem  to move fast enough. That punch drunk whore is tottering over to me, and as I try to push myself up, she drops down, her knee landing splat on my swollen  pussy, and  smacking my clitty.  My eyes bug out and my mouth hangs open as her hands land right on my breasts ,padding her fall, and mashing them.   I start screaming as you  grind your  knee into my snatch and hold yourself positioned by gripping my tits.

 There is a loud yelling from the side, and the camera guys are jumping up and down, saying this is perfect.  “We have to get that knee, oh yeah, and Linda’s dripping tits, keep working everything Vanessa”.   I am bleary eyed and dazed, as you get full freedom to squish and maul my pussy and boobs.  “Hey Vanessa, you got three of the four bonuses , all that is left is the plucking.  Fight!” and my hands flail, whapping on your shoulders and sides.

Whump, your knee jams in hard, mashing my pussy, and my flailing hands just try to clutch you, as my red and swollen cxnt can’t take it.  I try to hitch my thighs together, although you are right between my legs.  I moan, shriveling under the attacks, and no longer hurting you back.  The idiots with the cameras are soaking it all up, and my glimpses of your face show a weird wild excitement .  I try to roll away, twisting my torso, even as any motion causes renewed aches.  I lift my hands one more time , brandishing my nails, hoping to ward you off.

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My efforts to gain distance are brought up short as you knock my arms out of the way  and you drop your leg on my poor titties.  Starting to whine, my legs flap wildly when you latch onto my wirey bush, hauling and yanking,  my spluttering yelps stifled by my own pubes, as you shove them in my mouth.  I gag, spitting and snorting, while you press down on my tender breasts and focus your cruelty on my pussy.

My limbs flapping wildly, nails raking your back, but it feels like you are tearing my lips off, and pulping my clit.  I see sprays of my bush flying around and start to bellow.  Stupidly I shout “what are you doing, Oooowowwww  why….not there”  . The camera guys swivel around, shooting closeups of your hands, my face,  and the damage evident on both of us.

I try to fling my knee up and hit you, or at least knock you off, frantic, as it seems it is not only my bush , but my pussylips that are being ripped off.  My legs pedal, as I wheeze and sputter, my pubes still decorating my mouth.  I hiss out at you “you filthy ugly cxnt, stop it” as both you and the video crew seem to be picking out new nastiness.  The even have a black board with four bonuses for Vanessa chalked in, as they regard their premier fight as a wild success, and want to make sure they get every possible detail.