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It was a long summer and there is just so much champagne girl can drink before she loses the taste for it. Yes, I like summer, all the parties, beach, sun... Who doesn't like to be in a rich way of life in summer? Yet, do you know how hard it is to find something new? I mean you can't just drive car, drink and dance all summer. Sometimes you need adrenaline, a little push in your life. A little kick to spice things up.
Like every summer before I was staying in my parents beach house with a few friends. Like I said, parties, swimming, fast cars and boys. It was all fine except that bitch Martha had to join us. I mean she is such a fake. Curly black hair, 5'6'' 115lbs (she tells that number but I think it is more like 120), obnoxious dark tan, over shredded back and shoulder from all the gym, and absolutely no taste in fashion, or in make-up, or in music... And did I say how dumb she is? Don't even start me. Girl has air in her head. But other girls are fine with her so I kind of pretend I like her. I am sure she did the same.
On the other hand there is me, your lovable fitness's princes Sarah ...Brown hair with blonde balayage, cute and perky, 5'6'' 118lbs (a real weight, not some fake numbers, like some girls I mention)... All the girls in gym are jealous of my belly and butt. I do work hard on both of them, and no this is not a genetic. It is a hard work.
So far this summer every day I had to see Martha and tell her how good she looks.
- Martha, you are bomb, cover that white bikini with towel before some poor boy gets heart attack.
- Stop it, Sarah, you make me blush. If anything gonna give them hard time it’s your butt in that pink shorts.
Can you believe that fake? From time to time I would leave a chocolate on her pillow, bitch deserves that, after all she will get fat sooner or later, I am just helping her destiny come faster.
Anyway, let’s get back to the story. We wanted something new when Sasha came up with a secret club her aunt held. Secret club? Better yet, catfight club. And no, not like those pits in Jan Claude Van Dam movie like. This was, by Sasha, a good clean club, where girls are chosen by looks and fight for entrainment of VIP guests. Need I say we definitively had to go? Five of us, Sasha, Amanda, Vicky, me and... they just had to bring that slut Martha. On our way out I whispered to Sasha
– What if they do not let Martha in? Your aunt did say she chooses girls by their look. – we giggled.
Club was out of town, no signs that would lead you to there. You had to know where were you going, driving by few out of town fancy mansions, then some country side view, and finally reaching a tall gate that was surrounding a mansion, or should I say a palace. A pool, open gym, sand tracks, you named it... A huge bouncer opened the gate and escorted us to palace, offering us a drink of champagne as welcome. Ironic, I know, but some things never change.
Anyway, in side of palace a huge corridor led to a big room with improvised arena surrounded by sofas and small tables. Most of audience was there as well, already sited comfortably. We giggled, laugh, as we waited for a fight to start. Announcer, a black haired girl in black bikini and a tailcoat, entered as light turned off, and spotlight shine on her.
-- Ladies and gentlemen, Madam Sonya brings you the finest entertainment you can find all over this coast. Yes, our girls are beautiful, yes they are wild and yes each of these little kittens will show its claws, cause if there is one thing we girls don't like it is too loose... Now you all know we bring you all there is: Boxing, wrestling, catfights, role plays... Your secret sweet desires are fulfilled by us, and our wallets are fulfilled by you. And tonight we bring you a special little treat: A catfight between two first timers. You just have to see these girls for yourself. Remarkable beauties will battle tonight right here on this floor, right in front of your eyes... Be sure to leave a generous tip if you like them so they might come back once again. After all even if the biggest satisfaction is to see a bitch being crushed by you, feeling of money in your hand is highly regarded as well.
Audience laughed as waitresses in short skirts kept offering drinks. Announcer continued as I whispered to Vicky:
– We might see Martha soon here, after all she could use some tips.- With corner of my eye I could see Martha whispering something to Amanda as both girls laughed with a look towards me. Dumb sluts.
– Ladies and gentleman, let's not waist any more time. This cats are impatient for a fight we have been training them for a long time. I give you the first fighter for tonight. Let me call our newbie 20 years old, 5'6'' 120lbs of pure sexiness, 34 c breasts, trained whole month especially for this combat, I give you a 'Wet dream on high heels' , Katarina.
A dirty blonde haired girl entered arena dresses in an obviously too expensive dress. Perfect make up, perfect body, shoes to kill for, oh I could see that madam Sonya spares no expenses for her girls. Girl sparkled with sex in air. I mean I was in temptation to fuck her, and I am straight, that’s how hot she was.
– Tell me Katarina what bring you here?
– Well, Ivona, I like to be dominant girl. I like to have other girls under my foot begging me for mercy.
– Have you seen girl you are up against before?
– Yeah, trust me I’ll play with her for a while just not to disappoint all the people in crowd that this fight lasted to short.
She striped down, revealing great body, product of gym and healthy food, staying only in her light pink underwear. Did I say I’d like to fuck her? Because I wanted so much to do that, I must repeat it.
– Now's your opportunity to grab that dress, Martha. – I shouted and all girls laughed.
– And her opponent, 19 years old, 5''6'' 118lbs, 34c one of the cutest girls I had a chance to see in this arena, but trust me, even do she looks like a kitten she has a claw of tigress, her first time here , just like her opponent, I give you ' The Candy in short skirt', Anna.
Once again it was clear that this club pays no attention to expenses when it comes to girls. I mean the dress on blonde was suited for her body, which means they had a tailor and a lot of funds. They had to have a professional makeup artist so girls can look their best as well, and a fitness trainer, nutritionist and so on. I watched a blonde, who I could imagine only smiling in library over book, or some toothpaste commercial, that’s how cute she was, entering arena.
– Anna, my love, we asked the girl you are about to fight with, and we must ask you. What brings you here?
– Ivona, all my life I have been nice girly girl, but now I know better. I want to be bad and have fun. I want to kick someone's ass.
– And is that someone here?
– There she is. I promise this girl will be my toy tonight. –
What applause was followed by blonde’s words.
Anna started striping down to her black underwear. Announcer calls them to stand face to face, which gave me a chance to compare bodies better. Ivona started with explaining rules: no fists just slaps, no biting at all, but yes to hairpulling, pinching is only allowed while wresting on ground. You can kick at leg or belly, but can’t kick other girl while she is on ground.
– Sarah, I can see by your look that you plan to fight them both for those shoes...- Martha laughed at me. What a slut.
Meanwhile girls were eye staring at each other. Anna had wider hips and a little smaller breasts, Katarina had longer hair, and slimmer longer arms. Both looked scared and anticipated to start a fight at same time. But I could see that they both wanted this to happen. Each of them could not wait for this rumble to start that's have intense this situation was. And I got excited. A part of me wished I was there as fighter, or as judge, or as anything just to be close to them... A part of me wanted to take of my dress right there and jump in in free for all catfight.
– You girls have something to say to each other?
– Yeah, I’m gonna make you regret facing me you little slut. – Katarina was harsh.
– Look here, barbie, I can rip your head of just like to the other plastic dolls I had.
– Does that supposed to scare me because I don't get it?
– Well you do look dumb enough.
– Fuck you, slut.
– No, I'll fuck you up, bimbo.
Well no love here. Funny how these girls just met and already hate each other. I mean Katarina is type of girl every other girl would hate to have as rival, and Anna looks like she's all natural beauty and smart, a regular sweetheart, which probably upsets Katrina.
– I think Sarah and Martha should jump in after and show us what a good fight is. – Sasha said.
– Honey, good fight is supposed to last and that isn’t going happened after I slap Martha few times and she start to beg.
– Well, say what you want, my money is on Martha – Amanda had the nerve to say.
– You would lose, Amanda, just look at Sarah – Vicky held my side – one of toughest girls I know.
I was about to replay when I hear a scream. Both girls were slapping and wrestling standing, while announcer took a role of judge and was monitoring for rules not to be broken. All five of us screamed from excitement at that moment.
– Get her Katarina. – I yelled.
– Beat that bitch Anna. – Martha just had to oppose me, no surprise there.
– You have no idea... Kat wins this one.
– I bet she ends up crying with tail between her legs
– Want to bet, Martha?
– I wager my brand new white Blondie T shirt .against your new black mini skirt.
– You sure? That shirt is only descent thing you have on your closet.
– I am more than sure, Sarah.
Meanwhile Katarina and Anna fall on floor. Girls rolled screaming in pain and tears as they held to each other’s hair. From time to time it seemed Kat got upper hand, but then quickly situation would reversed to Anna favor. Two stunning beauties battled right in front of me and I wish it was me there. I swear I would fight any of them, I would fight that hot looking judge, and I would fight even Martha... Boy I would definitively fight Martha. Katarina dig her nails in Anna thigh making poor blonde scream. One look at Martha let me know she would do the same to me. Image of me and Martha finally battling it out had me all wet. I admit you now, it got me all horny.
Meanwhile Kat had Anna locked in head scissors. Just when I thought that Blondie t shirt is mine Anna clawed her way out. Both girls were on their feet again kicking each other from distance. Again they got in clinch, pushing each other, and slapping over back and face...
– Would you like to do the same to Martha – Sasha knew what was going in my mind... – Just say yes and I’ll speak with my aunt.
I watched as Anna kicked away Katarina from her. Growling, heavy breathing, body to body...There is no way to describe the view of two silky skinned girls locked in a knot together. This is masterpiece of art, worthy to be carved in marble. This could be me. Yes I want to be that girl in a fight, I never knew that before this night. I wanted to be the girl who has a chance to put the other slut where she belongs... I closed my eyes and whispered in Sasha's ear
– Yes.
Katarina tried to get away from ferocious blonde, who was more and more dominate one in a fight, and Anna used this to grab her for bra and hair from behind pulling her down to floor. She was about to sit on her belly when brunette lifted her legs and pushed Anna away. Anna grabbed Kat's bra and stretched it until it broke and that's where Katarina made mistake of covering her exposed boobs. Just like that Anna grabbed her hair and pressed her head down. Blonde continued with slaps all over body while Katarina helplessly covered. Anna grabbed her foe for hair and bent her head, placing poor defenseless Katarina beneath her thighs. As soon as Kat tried to scratch Anna thighs blonde grabbed her for wrist and just like that fight was over.
– Let me go!– brunette begged while choking under head scissor.
– Admit I am better... Admit...
– Never... AGHHH.. .fuck you... AGHHH...
Tears run in to Katarina's eyes. She was defeated, we all could see that. Especially that whore Martha.
– Martha said yes also. I think you can be next, and there is no better time than tonight.
Martha looked at me with anticipation. Well who am I to disappoint her?
Meanwhile Katarina admitted her defeat. Ivona held Anna’s hand high, making the girl glow from happiness, while Katarina stayed on ground, crying and sobbing.
-I’ll fuck you up next time – she sobbed through tears
– Ladies and gentleman, as we all know one has to be defeated for one to be a winner. And tonight our lovely Anna 'The Candy in skirt' won her first match against Katarina, 'Wet dream on high heels'. What do we say to her? Bravo!!! Bravo!!! – three girls in bikinis come out of hall and lifted Anna high, as Katarina was still crying. – As we know winner has a right to his spoil. Anna, look at below your feet, there she is, a bitch that challenged you. How will you treat her?
Sinister smile came upon Anna's face.
– Bring me strap-on.
I imagined how it would feel if I were to use my strap on Martha, fucking her from behind after publicly humiliating her in a fight. Just as this girl Kat shimmered and cried while Anna fucked her in doggy style. No mercy here, blonde was having her cold hearted revenge, and there is no limit in girl’s revenge.
Ivona took on microphone again.
-Ladies and gentleman I hoped you enjoyed this little fight, because we got five more to go. But before all that I heard that there are two special ladies in audience who want to shove their love and support to each other right in our little club. Can you believe that? Why don’t we give a big applause to welcome them on stage? Give your loudest applause to Martha and Sarah.
More to come
