Karen and Irish arrived in Toronto and Wiffo picked them up at the airport. Karen cut right to the chase. “Tell me more about your friend who wants to fight.”

“She’s 5 years younger than you, 5’ 4”, pretty athletic, I think it could be a real good fight.” was his answer, but he didn’t volunteer any more information than that. Karen knew there was more to the story than he was offering, but she still held out hope that it might be Pam Anderson. The fight would be tomorrow night so the couple had some time to unwind a little before heading to the gym that would be the site of the fight.

Karen and Irish arrived at the gym and the Playmate slipped into her camo bikini and it looked like she was ready to go to war. The swimsuit offered absolutely no protection at all, but in these types of fights that really didn’t matter. And if the fight went anything like most in this underground fighting circuit, she wouldn’t be wearing it for long anyway. The most important reason to wear it was the effect that it had on Irish. He would crawl a mile through broken glass just to see his beautiful girlfriend in it!

Karen came out of the locker room first. Bright lights flooded the ring but there didn’t appear to be any other lighting in the entire gym. The Playmate stepped between the ropes and entered the ring. Irish was close behind admiring the view the entire time. As the two stood in the middle of the ring discussing strategy, they heard a door open across the room and looked into the darkness to see who the opponent would be.

As they peered out into the darkness they heard footsteps getting closer and closer. They still had no idea who was there until Wiffo slipped between the ropes, into the light. “Where’s your girl?” Irish asked his friend.

“Oh her, she likes to make an entrance.” Wiffo responded.

“Is this entrance going to happen soon?” Karen asked as she started to grow irritated with all the mystery and games.

“As a matter of fact she’s right there.” Wiffo responded, pointing to the side of the ring behind Karen.

Oh great! Karen thought to herself. I’m going to get jumped from behind before we even get started! The Playmate turned taking a defensive posture for an attack that didn’t come. She lowered her arms slightly but remained on high alert as the other woman emerged from the darkness and stepped between the ropes.

Karen looked her opponent up and down as the light washed over the smaller woman entering the ring. It was obvious that the woman was shorter than Karen by 4” but would be a formidable challenger for the Playmate. She was dressed in black knee high boots, tight black leather shorts, and a black leather bustier that zippered up the front. But what really stood out was the shorter woman’s muscular, athletic build. Karen would have her hands full if she wasn’t careful.

“This is my friend Gail Kim.” Wiffo said breaking the silence.

“Isn’t she a professional wrestler?” Irish asked as the two women continued with the stare down portion of the match up.

“Yeah, I think so.” Wiffo answered his friend as Irish shot him a look of annoyance.

As the two women grasped hands to shake, the smaller woman’s power became evident to Karen with the firmness of her grip. Not intimidated, Karen tightened her grip too. Gail just smiled and squeezed harder wanting to send a message to the taller woman.

Kim’s dark eyes stared deeply into Karen’s baby blues. Neither woman would loosen or release their grip; it was now a matter of pride. With the two guys arguing about if this was a setup or not, Gail was anxious to get things started.

With both women looking to crush their opponent’s hand, never breaking her stare with the Playmate, Gail fired a solid left hook that thudded into Karen’s flank. The blow hurt like hell and caught her completely by surprise. Karen gasped as she felt the air leave her body. Another solid hook to the exact same spot loosened her grip on Gail’s hand. When the third hook struck home both women knew that the wrestler had the Playmate in trouble.

Gail never released her tight grip on Karen’s hand. Instead she used it to twist the Playmate’s arm behind her back as the smaller woman rotated into place behind her opponent. Gail grabbed Karen’s right wrist with her left hand and lifted the Playmate’s arm into a position high up on her back. She finally released Karen’s hand with her right which allowed her to hammer home some devastating blows to Karen’s injured flank with her dominant hand.

Blow after blow hit home and Karen could do nothing but to gasp in pain with each fist. Having gained control of the Playmate, Gail easily placed her shoulder into Karen’s back and drove forward with her legs. It wasn’t until Karen crashed breasts first into the corner that her forward momentum stopped. With the Playmate pinned in the corner, Gail changed her target to hammering a couple of straight punches into Karen’s right kidney.

Karen was trapped in the corner and could do absolutely nothing to mount a defense. Gail just swung away at will softening up her opponent. Gail pushed forward and the Playmate slumped over the top turnbuckle. Giving her right hand a reprieve from punishing Karen, Gail swatted the taller woman’s hair aside, and over her left shoulder. This exposed the top string of the camo bikini. A gentle pull at the tail had the top bow undone.

Gail lowered Karen’s trapped right arm slightly to expose the bottom strap of the swimsuit. A gentle pull of the black string and that bow was undone as well. The only thing that held the garment in place at this time was that the material clung to the moisture of Karen’s glistening sweat on her large breasts.

With a firm grip still on Karen’s right wrist with her left hand, the wrestler grabbed hold of the back of Karen’s head by the hair and pulled her off the turnbuckle. She didn’t pull the Playmate back too far, just far enough to reach between Karen and the ropes to grab the bikini between the two bra cups. With a quick flick of the wrist, the material fell to the canvas, baring Karen’s large breasts.

Gail’s right hand once again grabbed Karen by the hair. She placed her shoulder directly between the Playmate’s shoulder blades and pushed forward. Soon Karen’s breasts came in contact with the rough material of the turnbuckle.

The Playmate’s nipples had stiffened due to the cool air of the gym. They were now driven up as Gail leaned in, crushing Karen’s breasts against the turnbuckle. Karen let out a pained grunt when Gail worked the Playmate’s upper body roughly back and forth across the protective surface of the ropes. Tears welled up in Karen’s eyes at the abuse that her pride and joys were being subject to, there was no escape.

When she was satisfied that she had taken the will to fight out of her opponent, Gail slid her hand over Karen’s shoulder and started down her arm. “Why what big muscles you have!” the wrestler teased. “Too bad they are all show and no go!”

After a playful squeeze of the Playmate’s bicep, Gail’s hand made it to Karen’s side. The area around Karen’s rib cage was tender to the touch causing the Playmate to jump at Gail’s touch. It was also showing the early signs of some heavy bruising. “Uggghhhhh!” Karen grunted as Gail fired one more punch to Karen’s side for good luck.

Gail’s hand continued its southern journey over Karen’s curves until she found the black strings that were tied into a bow holding the right side of Karen’s camo bikini closed. A gentle tug on the string and the small triangles of cloth that covered Karen’s intimate parts fell to one side baring their hidden treasure.

Karen nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt Gail’s hand make it from her hip, around front to her taught belly. She tried with all her might to push out of the corner to free herself, but Gail’s ring experience showed as she kept the Playmate hopelessly trapped against the turnbuckle. Not only were her breasts and nipples still suffering from the wrestler’s tactics, Karen soon felt the downward trajectory of Gail’s hand as it slid over her taught abs towards her pubic area.

When the wrestler’s hand made it all the way down to the apex between the Playmate’s legs, Gail curled her fingers between Karen’s legs and gave a dominant squeeze. It wasn’t harsh or too painful, it was more of a message saying I own you and there is nothing that you can do about it!

Gail leaned in and whispered in Karen’s ear so that only the Playmate could hear. “Let’s give the boys a good show, shall we? Pain or pleasure? What’s it going to be slut?” Karen wasn’t ready to give up just yet and renewed her struggles trying to push out of the corner. “Isn’t that cute!” Gail said just before she closed her right hand into a claw over Karen’s love mound causing the Playmate to cry out in pain.

Wiffo was impressed how his girl had been schooling the tough Playmate. Sure Gail was a professional wrestler but Karen was no slouch. Besides this was a NHB fight, not a wrestling match. He just wished that Karen had relieved Gail of some her clothes before his girl took command and stripped the Playmate. Speaking of that, the bikini bottoms still hung off of Karen’s left hip and with the beautiful Playmate facing the corner, breasts flattened against the turnbuckle, the guy couldn’t see much.

Suddenly Karen surprised all of them, Gail especially as she spun counter clockwise with her left arm extended. Like it had eyes Karen’s elbow struck Gail directly in the temple. The wrestler released the Playmate and staggered backwards two or three steps. Following up on the sudden change of events kicked out with her right leg smashing her foot into Gail’s face.

The smaller woman staggered backwards not knowing what hit her. Karen glanced over at Irish who was all smiles at the sudden change of events. Karen took a moment to gather the two black strings of the right side of her bikini bottom and retied them ensuring that they would continue to stay in place. Wiffo wasn’t happy with this sudden change of events.

Karen didn’t have a moment to waste before Gail’s head stopped spinning. The Playmate ran past the wrestler and bounced off of the ropes behind her. As Karen came speeding back towards Gail from behind she kicked out her right foot striking Gail right behind the wrestler’s left knee. The effects of the move were immediate and devastating as the smaller woman just crumpled to the mat clutching her injured leg.

With Gail wreathing in pain in the center of the ring, Karen bent forward placing her hands on her knees taking a moment to catch her breath. This little bitch is going to pay for the earlier abuse that she dished out to the Playmate. Just a moment was all Karen would allow herself to bring her breathing under control before she walked over to the fallen wrestler and straddled the upper body of the fallen wrestler.

The two sides of the bustier dropped to either side of the fallen wrestler baring her large breasts. “Now we’re getting somewhere!” Wiffo excitedly yelled at the sudden sight of the second woman’s beautiful body. Karen didn’t wait long as she buried her sharply manicured nails into Gail’s twin globes. The result was an instant blood curdling scream from the fallen woman.

Karen went to town inflicting as much damage as she could to her fallen foe. But for some reason Gail wasn’t enjoying herself as much as she was earlier and didn’t plan on staying in the bottom position for long. With Karen’s free hanging breasts dangling invitingly right in front of her, Gail sunk her sharpened nails into Karen’s breasts returning the favor. It was now the Playmate’s turn to let out a scream.

Each woman bit in to her lower lip trying as hard as she could to not let her opponent know just how much damage she was inflicting. Tears welled up in their eyes as they tried to hold on as long as they could, make their opponent surrender, and release their opponent’s painful grip on their own breasts.

Suddenly Karen felt Gail’s grip loosen as she sighed in relief and felt the pain in her breasts subside. Of the two she was the more experienced catfighter and the fact that she held the upper position on her foe was working out to her advantage. Or perhaps it was something else…

Karen could feel Gail squirming beneath her. As she turned up the pressure she felt like the smaller woman would be crying out her surrender at any moment. “Holy shit that has to hurt!” Irish said to Wiffo who just nodded in agreement. Karen was really taking it to his girl now.

Still straddling Gail’s waist and tearing apart her breasts Karen easily had the smaller woman’s upper body pinned to the ground. She was feeling confident in the outcome for the first time in the fight. The Playmate allowed her mind to wander at just what she planned to do with the wrestler once she had finished her off.

But Gail’s upper body wasn’t what Karen should be worried about. Gail wasn’t squirming beneath her; she was moving her lower body into position for her next move. Repositioning… Reloading… Karen didn’t realize this until Gail’s knee found its mark exploding directly between her legs. Her mouth opened with a gasp and her tight painful grip on Gail’s breasts was an afterthought. The Playmate was in a world of hurt.

Gail instantly felt the pain being inflicted on her breasts fall away. Waves of nausea washed over Karen. The wrestler couldn’t help but smile as she looked up into Karen’s pain racked face. Watch this! She thought to herself as she balled up her left fist. As Karen fought through the waves of pain radiating from the epicenter of the well placed knee, Gail let rip with a hard punch to Karen’s already heavily injured right flank. The Playmate collapsed forward landing on top of the smaller woman.

“Fuck!” Karen’s brain screamed as the messages started racing home from her body’s pain receptors. Shifting to damage control mode her brain tried to take a roll call of the damage that had been inflicted.

“Hey rib cage what’s the damage?”

“Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!” Was the response from her battered side. “It fucking hurts like a bitch! Don’t let her do that again!”

Karen’s vagina chimed in with “You have no fucking idea what pain feels like!” While all this was going on, Gail reminded Karen that she was still in control of the fight.

Reaching up from under Karen, Gail grabbed a handful of the Playmate’s hair and yanked her off to the side. The wrestler continued with Karen’s roll keeping their bodies pressed tightly together as they changed positions. Soon it was the smaller woman who was lying flat across the top of the larger woman.

Gail lifted her body up slightly, up onto her elbows. Looking down at her injured foe she threw an elbow smash to the side of Karen’s face. The blow tossed Karen’s head to the side where Gail leaned down pressing all of her weight on her forearm. The results were Karen’s beautiful facial features were distorted due to downward pressure being exerted on the side of her face.

Even with her face being mushed, Gail had to admit that Karen was a beautiful woman. Maybe it was time for her to show complete dominance over the Playmate. Still leaning with her weight on her right elbow, Gail rotated slightly, gaining some space between the luscious bodies of the two women.

Once again Gail sensuously passed the palm of her hand over Karen’s abs. She held the position for just a moment enjoying the warmth of her opponent’s body heat. Gail’s touch lingered for a moment longer until she felt Karen’s body shudder. Did the Playmate have a premonition of the very near future?

Karen struggled to get out from underneath Gail. The futile attempt just brought an evil smile to the face of the wrestler. She just pushed down harder on her forearm keeping the Playmate pinned to the canvas. With the threat of an escape by Karen neutralized, Gail’s left hand was once again on the move.

Gail’s touch was gentle as her hand seemed to just glide over Karen’s tight lower belly. Feeling for the thin material of the camo bikini bottom, the wrestler took care to slip underneath the material and never broke contact with the skin of Karen’s most sensitive area. The Playmate could do nothing to prevent the smaller woman from parting her lips, and inserting her fingers inside her.

Karen was repulsed and mortified by Gail’s sudden intrusion. No matter what she tried, she couldn’t force Gail off of the top of her. The wrestler allowed the Playmate to tire herself out before she full exploited the situation. When Karen’s struggles waned, Gail smiled and began the humiliating stimulation of the Playmate.

“No… Please don’t….” Karen quietly whispered in Gail’s ear as she pleaded with the smaller woman not to continue. The Playmate’s breathing and pulse rate were rapidly on the rise as the wrestler brought her closer and closer to climax. Bringing Karen within a millisecond of an explosive release, the experienced wrestler suddenly stopped short leaving the Playmate sexually frustrated.

The wrestler looked over to where Wiffo and Irish were standing. “I thought you said that this bitch would put up a good fight. She’s worthless!” Gail complained. “I’m just going to have to beat the shit out of her for wasting my time!”

Gail stood grabbing Karen’s hair as she did. She used the grip to pull the Playmate to a standing position. With Karen swaying on wobbly legs, Gail grabbed her by the arm and whipped her into the corner. The taller woman crashed back first against the turnbuckle. Before she knew what happened, Gail charged forward with her shoulder lowered. The smaller woman’s shoulder crashed into Karen just below her breasts. The shot drove all the air out of the Playmate.

Grabbing hold of the black strings on either side of Karen’s hips, Gail gave a tug untying both of them at the same time. The results were the thin material falling to the mat between the Playmate’s legs. “Now you’re talking!” and excited Wiffo called out at the magnificent unveiling. “Well that was fun!” Gail teased her opponent who was left gasping for air. “Let’s give it another try, shall we?”

The wrestler backed out of the corner and grabbed hold of Karen by the arm once more. She easily controlled the Playmate as she spun, turned, and whipped her opponent across the ring. Karen struck back first once again as her body buckled from the impact. Not giving her opponent a moment to breath, Gail lowered her head and charged across the ring looking to score with another high impact spear.

At the last possible moment Karen lifted a knee. Instead of driving her strong shoulder into the Playmate’s softened belly once again, she found out that the taller woman still had some fight left in her. The results were a painful impact with Karen’s knee.

Gail dropped to her knees clutching her injured shoulder. Still with her back to the corner, Karen climbed to the third rope. Just when Gail glanced up, Karen leapt landing another knee into Gail’s injured shoulder. The Playmate’s momentum carried her towards the middle of the ring where she turned to face the wrestler. Karen remained on her knees trying to recover a little bit while the wrestler was now face down on the canvas, in the corner, clutching her shoulder.

When Karen had caught her breath, and willed the tingling between her legs to subside, the Playmate walked with a purpose towards her fallen foe. Grabbing hold of the two top ropes, Karen started stomping down on the wrestler. The targets were Gail’s head, upper back, and of course her shoulder. The momentum of the fight had drastically shifted and Irish breathed a sigh of relief.

Stepping off of the wrestler, the Playmate grabbed hold of her by both of her ankles. Using them as handles, Karen easily dragged Gail to the center of the ring tits down. Not releasing her hold, Karen flipped Gail over so that she was lying flat on her back looking up at the bright lights.

Karen knelt down and crawled up Gail’s legs until she reached the wrestler’s waist. The Playmate grabbed hold of Gail’s tight fitting shorts and started to pull them down the legs of the smaller woman. Because they were so tightly fitting, this was no easy task. It took much longer and forced Karen to expend much more energy than she had planned. But now the smaller woman was flat on the canvas wearing just a pair of black boots.

Pushing Gail’s knees aside, Karen crawled up between the wrestler’s spread legs. It was now Karen’s turn to insert digits into her foe. The difference was that Karen was much less gentle than the smaller woman. She had three fingers inserted and was doing all she could to bring Gail to a rapid and decisive climax.

The wrestler had other plans… It seems the sudden stimulation was reviving her. As she began to stir Gail clenched all the muscles between her legs and seemed to trap the Playmate’s hand in place. Karen noticed the developing issue when she felt her hand stopped the pumping motion and it started to cramp up. She looked up to see what was happening just as Gail was delivered a straight right punch right between her eyes.

The Playmate was staggered and as she swayed, Gail kicked her legs up and wrapped them around Karen’s waist. Locking her ankles, Gail immediately squeezed with all her might inflicting tremendous damage to Karen’s already injured sides. As the Playmate cried out in pain a broad smile crossed the wrestler’s face.

Karen’s hands shot to Gail’s knees as she franticly pushed down and tried to free herself. If she could just part the smaller woman’s legs she hoped to slip from the vice like grip of the wrestler.

Unfortunately for the Playmate her efforts were proving to be futile.

Gail rotated her lower body by twisting her hips to her left. The results were Karen’s sudden and unexpected fall to the canvas. Her head bounced off the canvas stunning her. The wrestler enjoyed the sight of the Playmate’s eyes spinning in her head. When Karen’s right breast hitting the mat, it caused both breasts to jiggle and gave the smaller woman a target to focus her next attack on. Reaching out with both hands she clamped the thumb and index finger of each hand tightly on the erect nipple of each breast presented before her.

The sudden squeeze and massive pressure being exerted on Karen’s stiff nipples had the Playmate just about leap out of her skin. The great force of the leg scissor around Karen’s injured waist was the only thing that kept the larger woman from gaining her freedom.

Karen’s hands shot to Gail’s wrist as she desperately tried to break the grip and pry Gail’s hands free from her nipples. With a wicked grin the wrestler rotated her hands… Left hand clockwise, right hand counter clockwise, twisting Karen’s breast towards the center.

The screams were loud, passionate, and instant as the Playmate howled in pain. Karen’s squirms and struggles were renewed with a new found desperation. The wrestler used her powerful scissor to maintain control of the Playmate while she savagely continued her breast attack. Despite her best effort, escape was not forthcoming and Karen’s strength was waning.

Gail felt Karen’s hand leave her knees and fall to the mat. The wrestler released her scissor and slid out from beneath Karen. As she stood, Gail reached down and grabbed Karen by the hair. The Playmate felt herself being dragged up to her feet. Karen’s legs were like rubber and if it wasn’t for Gail supporting her weight by her hair, the Playmate probably would have crashed face first back to the mat. Using her wrestling skills and experience, Gail grabbed Karen by the wrist, spun, and whipped Karen back first towards the ropes. Before the Playmate could bounce off of them the wrestler charged in right behind her burying her knee deep into Karen’s belly. As the Playmate grunted and began to double over, Gail fired the palm of her hand into Karen’s chin, snapping her head backwards.

Karen grabbed hold of the top rope in an attempt to stay upright. With her breasts jutted out, the Playmate’s tits were now Gail’s focus with painful blistering slaps to the sensitive flesh. Karen didn’t seem to have an answer to Gail’s onslaught and seemed totally helpless as she hung from the top rope.

Gail took a step back and admired her handy work. Glancing over to the guys she enjoyed seeing Wiffo all smiles and the absolutely dejected look on Irish’s face. With Karen’s arms still hanging over the top rope, Gail figured that she would tie up the Playmate in the ropes and continue with a savage beating that Karen would never forget. Then she planned to toy with and humiliate the larger woman in front of the guys. Yup, Karen was going to be in for a long night!

The wrestler moved in and reached over the top rope and grabbed the middle rope. Gail pulled the rope up, stretching it looking to get it up and over Karen’s arms, locking her in place. The Playmate could feel the rope brush against her and knew Gail’s intentions. What she didn’t know is what the smaller woman had planned for her once her arms were restrained. What she did know was that she wasn’t going to like it and it probably was going to hurt like hell!

Gail’s mind raced with her next move… "Do I destroy her tits leaving them dangling as shriveled up wreckage? Do I work her body over like Rocky beating the side of beef in the meat packing plant? Maybe I’ll grab my strap on, step between her legs, grab her by the back of her thighs leaving her dangling by her shoulders. Then I’ll pound the living shit out of her pussy ensuring it will be months before she will even think about having sex…. I love that idea!" She told herself but in the meantime…. "Yo Adrian!"

Out of the corner of her eye Karen saw Gail’s broad grin rapidly developing. She didn’t know what was racing through the wrestler’s mind; she just knew it couldn’t be good. Fuck this! She thought to herself as she lifted a knee scoring a direct hit directly between the legs of the over confident wrestler.

Gail’s mouth dropped open wide as she pitched forward coming to rest with her head on Karen’s shoulder. What the hell just happened? She asked herself as waves of pain and nausea washed over her. While her mind was still processing what caused the sudden excruciating pain, Karen lifted a second knee to the exact same spot. The wrestler weakly staggered back. It was more of auto pilot than a planned response as her brain commanded her body to get out of the range of Karen’ knee. Karen still was using the top rope to keep herself upright, but at least she was getting a brief reprieve from the smaller woman’s sustained attack. Her experience told her that she couldn’t just stay there and allow the wrestler to recover. Her experience also told her that if she did, Gail’s response would be very painful and decisive. With Gail out of the range of her knee, Karen’s new weapon of choice was her right foot. The results were another direct hit between Gail’s legs.

The wrestler’s hands shot between her legs as she desperately tried to massage away the source of the pain. With Gail pitched forward slightly, Karen changed the location of her target. The next kick struck the wrestler right on the point of her chin causing her to stagger backwards. It was now Karen’s turn to glance over at the guys. The pride in Irish’s face gave the Playmate a second wind. Drawing on the last reserves of her strength Karen forced herself to push off of the top rope and peruse her foe.

Karen knew that she had hurt Gail, but she also knew how close she had come to being the wrestler’s plaything. One thing she couldn’t do is allow the smaller woman to go back on the offensive. Karen knew how close to defeat that she had gotten and she had to take advantage of the position she now had the smaller woman in.

As Gail barely remained standing before her, Karen decided to put her down and try and end the fight right now. With the wrestler’s arms hanging down uselessly at her sides, Karen decided if it ain't broke don’t fix it! Going into a windup, the Playmate delivered a spinning kick to the side of Gail’s face instantly dropping her foe like a sack of potatoes.

The smaller woman had landed on her left side and Karen used her foot to roll the wrestler over onto her back. The Playmate reached down grabbing Gail by each of her wrist and placed them on top of the wrestler’s belly. Running on fumes Karen took a seat on Gail’s forearms, trapping Gail’s arms on her belly, rendering them useless. Taking a moment to catch her breath, the larger woman contemplated her next move.

Karen felt the pain pulsing through her breasts and glanced down to see the visual damage that the smaller woman had inflicted on her. Seeing Gail’s barley damaged breasts, Karen decided it would be time to pay back the wrestler in kind. Her next target had chosen itself! The Playmate began with blistering slaps knocking Gail’s smaller breasts all over her chest. Karen kept this up until Gail’s breasts were glowing red. With her arms trapped and the entire weight of the larger woman pinning her to the mat, the smaller woman could do nothing but absorb the punishment and hope for an opening.

When Karen was satisfied with the pain that she had inflicted on her foe, she sunk her sharpened nails into the tops of Gail’s breasts and raked down leaving bloody furrows in her wake. The wrestler let out a blood curdling scream. The worst part, when the Playmate’s nails tore across her sensitive nipples. “I’m going to fucking kill you!” the wrestler protested. Karen just had to smile at the veiled threat.

“Sure thing little girl!” was the now confident Playmate’s response. Remembering the absolute torture that her own breasts endured while Gail savagely twisted her nipples, Karen decided that it would only be fitting to pay her back now that she had a chance.

Reaching down Karen latched onto Gail’s stiffened, bloody nipples. She pinched as hard as she could just as Gail had done to her earlier. With Gail now squirming and thrashing beneath her, Karen began the same inward rotation of her hands that she endured earlier from the wrestler.

Gail’s screams were now reaching new octaves and her thrashing had reached the next level. The wrestler’s bucking and thrashing had magnified tenfold. In desperation the smaller woman sunk her nails into Karen’s bare ass. The Playmate felt the act of desperation but was determined to destroy Gail’s tits. She counted on her adrenalin to ignore the pain as best she could and continued to dish out the punishment on the wrestler.

The wrestler was astonished at her southern attack wasn’t having its desired effect on the Playmate. She could feel that she had drawn blood as it ran down her fingers. How is this big bitch withstanding this? Gail asked no one in particular.

Gail’s fingers slid over Karen’s luscious ass until her probing fingers found what she was betting on would gain her freedom. First one than the other of the wrestler’s fingers found the anal canal. When both fingers were in position, the wrestler started to plunge them in as deep as she could and to pull them apart stretching Karen’s lower opening.

This both startled and created a new source of pain for the Playmate. It caused Karen to jump and lose her dominant position. The task of punishing the smaller woman’s nipples was suddenly an afterthought. Karen’s forward momentum had her ass crash down onto Gail’s breasts, and her hands landed on either side of the wrestler’s head as they left her nipples.

Gail was ecstatic when she felt Karen’s crushing grip leave her sensitive nipples. But she wasn’t out of the woods yet. Karen’s ass crash landed onto her injured tits, flattening them, and making the simple act of breathing extremely difficult.

She had to do more to gain her freedom! With the bulk of Karen’s body weight off balance, Gail continued to push against the Playmate’s ass as she set her feet flat on the floor. Pushing upwards caused the bigger woman to slide forward even further as the Playmate was just about to lose her dominant perch. Karen slid forward until she found Gail’s chin slip between her legs. Still desperate to escape, the smaller woman came up with a new strategy.

The wrestler jutted out her tongue feeling it part the Playmate’s labia. Karen’s eyes grew wide as Gail plunged her tongue in as deep as she could. Karen panicked and tried to pull away. But before she could the wrestler’s hands shifted from pushing against the Playmate’s ass trying to dislodge her, to rotating over her legs to the tops of Karen’s thighs. In effect she had the larger woman trapped and in a very vulnerable position for someone who was rapidly approaching empty. Struggling with all she had left, Karen was in trouble!

Gail could feel the momentum of the fight shifting. Karen’s attempts to free herself seemed to fade away. Soon the wrestler could feel the Playmate’s hips thrusting in rhythm with her talented tongues handy work. Karen’s eyes rolled back into her head, she tightly grasped her own breasts, and started rocking like she was riding a horse in the home stretch of the Kentucky derby. “I got you now bitch!” Gail thought to herself. “Would you just cum already?” as her tongue started to cramp from the extreme activity it was now participating in.

The Playmate knew the extremely dangerous road that her body was now barreling down. She held the dominate position and had done a pretty good job roughing up her opponent. She had been extremely close to losing herself. All she had to do is finish off the smaller woman, but here she was powerless to stop the smaller woman from completely draining her sexually. The experienced wrestler now had the Playmate in her crosshairs it was a downhill rollercoaster ride from here. The wrestler proved that she was not only tough, but very cruel as well! Just as the Playmate was about to experience one of the greatest orgasms she had ever had, one that seemed to start in her toes and raced upward, the wrestler suddenly stopped the in and out plunging of her tongue. Just as Karen looked down in dissatisfaction at Gail’s sudden stop of pleasuring her, the wrestler clamped down on Karen’s clitoris sucking the sensitive nub between her lips and into her mouth.

The larger woman was now the one who was howling in pain. The wrestler had brought her within a split second of an explosive climax, her sensitive area engorged with blood and stimulation, when she suddenly stopped. Not only was Karen left sexually frustrated, but it now hurt like hell between her legs.

On the verge of passing out, Karen fired a straight punch down into Gail’s face effectively breaking the hold. Once free the Playmate rolled away from the wrestler looking to put some distance between them and to try and recover as quickly as she could. She would not be fresh again for the rest of the night; she just needed to by a little time and go right back on the offensive.

Karen crawled over to the corner of the ring and with great effort started to pull herself up onto unsteady legs using the ropes. Gail also needed a moment. The weight of the Playmate had been lifted off of her chest and she could now begin to draw in much deeper breaths with a whole lot less effort.

As soon as she could get her body to respond to commands, Gail rolled over onto her belly and forced herself up. First to her hands and knees, and then making it up to a kneeling position. Gail now willed herself to make it up all the way to her feet, assuming a standing position. It took great effort, but when she made it to her feet and turned towards Karen, she saw that the Playmate was just making it to her feet with the help of the ropes. The sight of this caused the wrestler to have a sudden pep in her step as she charged at the Playmate from behind.

As the wrestler closed within five feet of her foe, she left her feet and dove at the unsuspecting Playmate attempting to spear her, and trap her in the corner face first so that she could start working her body over all over again.

Call it a sixth sense… call it blind luck… whatever you choose to call it Karen stumbled in her attempt to make it to her feet. The results, as her body fell off to the side after losing grip of the ropes; Gail’s body sailed right past where she had been standing a split second before. The results... The wrestler impacted with the corner post at a high rate of speed shoulder first.

Gail’s body came to rest on the middle rope and turn buckle, face down. This presented Karen with a very inviting target as she started hammering away at the wrestler’s kidneys. Not that her punches had a lot left in them, Karen began to start pounding away with downward straight punches. Gail could do nothing but absorb the beating at this point.

Feeling that she had softened up the wrestler as much as she needed too, Karen’s mind returned to the tingling feeling between her legs. The Playmate shifted her hips forward until their pussies brushed together. There it was! That tingling feeling between her legs! The Playmate held the wrestler in this position by maintaining her grip on her legs, just above the knees. This allowed Karen to hold Gail’s legs fully extended, and parted wide enough to allow her access to the wrestler’s Promised Land. The larger woman began to grind her body against Gail’s. Slow and sensual at first, but with increasing passion as their bodies began to heat up.

The wrestler wasn’t used to be the submissive participant in an encounter such as this. But she had to admit that it didn’t feel bad and she was heating up too! Unable to escape, she might as well enjoy it. Besides, Karen was the one expending all of the energy while she sat back and enjoyed the ride. She could feel some of her strength returning and decided to just bide her time until she had an opening to go back on the offensive and return to punishing the Playmate. From the guys point of view the fight was over and Karen had won. They just watched on as Karen was now dry humping the wrestler into submission. Imagine if the beautiful Playmate was wearing a large strap on? Imagine if it was Gail pounding Karen? Imagine if they were the ones enjoying the close encounter with the sexy wrestler? The guys were snapped back to reality when Karen’s grunts and moans were reaching a crescendo. It would be all over soon…

The Playmate’s body suddenly shuddered as she had a massive sexual release between Gail’s legs. Completely drained of strength, the Playmate dropped the wrestler’s legs to the mat. Karen only managed to take a three or four steps backwards and just collapsed to the mat sitting on her ass. She closed her eyes and felt wave after wave of sexual energy draining from her body as every single muscle pulsed. It was a state of euphoria the only Irish knew the directions to. That was amazing! She thought still trying to recover.

Irish started to slide under the bottom rope to go over and congratulate his girl. It was a hell of a fight and more than once he felt that she had met her match. Gail was a tough and experienced wrestler and put up a hell of a fight. Just as his feet left the ground he felt Wiffo grab one of his legs and pull him back out of the ring.

“Where you going?” his friend asked.

“What do you mean? It’s over.” Was Irish’s reply.

“No it’s not!” Wiffo said as he pointed towards the ring. Irish’s gaze followed Wiffo’s extended finger to where he saw a pissed off Gail standing in the corner of the ring. She didn’t fight Karen’s sexual attack, but rather to choose the time and place to get back in the fight. Unfortunately for Karen, that time and place had arrived.

Karen eyes were still closed as she just started feeling like her breathing and pulse rate were returning to normal. Gail just took a moment to look Karen’s body up and down carefully choosing her next target. Should I take her head off? Maybe I’ll rip her tits off of her chest... She smiled and nodded to herself as she stepped out of the corner with her well thought out plan of attack in motion.

The wrestler had picked her target and left the corner towards the unsuspecting Playmate. Irish wanted to call out and warn her, but as if he was in shock, he simple couldn’t find his voice. Gail’s journey out of the corner seemed to be in slow motion to Karen’s guy. But in reality it was only about two steps before she strategically planted her left foot.

The slow motion effect continued. Planting her left foot Gail fired her booted right foot for all it was worth. The point of the boot drilled Karen in her belly. Her normally taught abs were in a relaxed position due to the fact that she was still recovering from her massive orgasm. With the Playmate’s deflector shields down, Gail’s foot penetrated painfully, deep into her belly. Karen’s upper body flew backwards as she crashed landed hard on the mat, her head bouncing as it abruptly made contact.

When Karen’s body flew backwards her arms naturally flew with it. She landed with both arms above her head. Gail just looked down at the unmoving Playmate completely intent on humiliating her tenfold for the attack that Karen had just carried out while she was trapped in the corner. The wrestler knew that the guys saw everything and was out to prove that it was just a fluke, and that she was the better woman. Karen’s body began to move ever so slowly. And pretty much the only thing that moved were her arms as it seemed to be pure reflex. Soon both of the Playmate’s hands were cradling her injured belly. It hurt to breath and she truly had no idea what had just happened. Karen’s eyes were still tightly clenched shut as Gail moved forward with the next step of her plan.

The wrestler stepped forward with a foot on either side of Karen’s unmoving body. She sat down roughly on Karen’s belly, trapping her hands in place. Gail now intended on taking advantage of the completely helpless Playmate. Reaching down she once again savagely grabbed hold of both of Karen’s nipples. With no reaction from her opponent, the smaller woman twisted hard. In fact it was much harder than before expecting the Playmate to beg for mercy. When there was no reaction, Gail moved on to the next step. “This is going to be much easier than I had planned!”

Gail released Karen’s nipples and slid forward. She was now sitting on Karen’s breasts and looking down between her legs at the Playmate’s angelic face. She only took a moment to enjoy the view before she was on the move again. Sliding forward even more she could now feel the warmth of Karen’s breath when the Playmate exhaled. She slowly lowered herself into position coming to rest directly on top of Karen’s nose and mouth.

The smaller woman grabbed hold of Karen’s sweaty hair to make sure that the model’s facial features remained in position. She could feel Karen squirming beneath her as the Playmate struggled to breath. This was of no real concern to the wrestler as she was feeling pretty fresh and Karen’s movements were just about nonexistent. A smile cross Gail’s face as she was reminded of her favorite mixed drink… “This is what I like to call a slow comfortable screw!” the wrestler called to where the guys were intently watching the action. "Fuck this bitch!" Gail tilted her head backwards, staring up into the bright lights. "Maybe this useless bitch does possess some positive qualities after all." The wrestler continued the slow grind until she felt herself nearing climax. Soon she was forcefully grinding away on the Playmate’s face. Not only was she in desperate need of the sexual release, she wanted to pay back the larger woman for the rough treatment she previously received when the Playmate sought to ravage her when she was trapped in the corner. “It’s my turn now bitch!” the wrestler proclaimed loudly.

The only saving grace for Karen was the fact that she had slipped into unconsciousness do to Gail sealing off her nose and mouth with a now very wet slit. Suddenly Gail’s body stiffened and began convulsing like she had just been struck by lightning. It was clear to both Irish and Wiffo what had just happened. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky and the wrestler was the only storm front for 100 miles.

It appeared now that Gail was only holding on to Karen’s hair like it was the horn of a saddle and she desperately didn’t want be throw off of her prized stallion! When the wrestler’s body was completely drained of energy, amongst other things, the wrestler just sat in place until her pulse and respirations began to return to normal. Gail began to stand and it was clear that she was rising on some very unsteady legs. It took a moment for her to find her footing and get the circulation to return to her stems. I guess that Mick, Rocky’s trainer, was right… Women weaken legs!

When she was confident that her legs would hold her weight Gail looked over at the guys. Lifting her right foot she stepped down on Karen’s large breasts, flattening them against her chest. The wrestler then struck a double bicep victory pose on top of the fallen Playmate. Karen couldn’t have moved if she wanted to.

Irish and Wiffo had no idea if Karen was still alive or dead at this point. It wasn’t until she started weakly coughing that Irish felt a little relief. Gail looked down with pride. The coughing was an involuntary response to the Playmate trying to clear the obstructions from her breathing passages. More specifically, Gail’s sexual discharge….

When Karen started to show signs of life, Gail removed her foot from the Playmate’s breasts, placed it on her side, and used it to roll the larger woman onto her belly. This revealed a whole new set of choice targets for the still angry wrestler.

Gail kneeled down on the backs of Karen’s legs, pinning her to the mat. Next she reached under the Playmate, grabbing hold of her hips, and pulled backwards. The results were that while Karen’s breasts and face were still flat on the mat, her lovely ass was jutted up in the air. Still wishing she had something to punish the larger woman with, Gail had to make do with what she had, her hand.

Still holding Karen’s hips in place with her left hand, Gail’s right hand slowly and seductively made it’s was from her hip, over her bubble butt, to the space between her legs. Still looking to display complete domination over her foe, the wrestler turned her hand so it was now palm up and started to rub her fingers between Karen’s folds. When the Playmate’s body started to respond to the stimulation, the wrestler slipped two fingers inside her.

Karen’s level of awareness was quickly returning. But in her weakened state she was unable to push forward with her legs to break Gail’s hold on her hips and gain some distance to try and regroup. In Karen’s mind she was still not out of the fight. If you asked Gail she would have a difference of opinion in the fight’s status. Thinking Karen’s struggles were cute and of no real threat, the wrestler increased the speed and depth of thrust of her probing fingers. For good luck the cruel wrestler added a third finger to the Playmate’s humiliation.

Gail brought Karen to the periphery of another explosive climax. There is no doubt that this would be something that the Playmate would be unable to recover from. But the sadistic smaller woman made sure to stop just short and denied the Playmate the release that she now desired. Instead she withdrew her fingers from Karen’s intimate area and placed her hand flat against the Playmate’s ass. With a rough shove she sent Karen’s body back to the mat.

“What the fuck is she doing?” Irish asked Wiffo, but the host had no idea and had not discussed a battle plan with his champion. In fact he was just as surprised as Irish and now Karen that the smaller woman would suddenly stop the humiliating stimulation of her foe. And to be honest all sense of humility had left Karen long ago and she was looking forward to another orgasm at the hands of the wrestler.

Gail retreated on her hands and knees the length of Karen’s body, down her long sculpted legs. When she reached the taller woman’s boots she just grabbed hold of each of her ankles with the corresponding hand. Before she knew what was happened, the sexually frustrated Playmate felt her feet leaving the mat.

The wrestler didn’t lift Karen’s legs all the way up, just to about the height of her waist. This made it extremely uncomfortable as she started dragging Karen across the course mat towards the corner. It was comfortable for Gail, but since Karen’s battered breasts were getting dragged across the mat I would bet that she had a difference of opinion on how comfortable her latest status truly was.

Gail continued to drag the Playmate until her own back bumped up against the turnbuckle pads in the corner of the ring. The wrestler dropped Karen’s legs and slid out of the ring under the bottom rope. Once standing outside the ring, Gail once again grabbed hold of each of Karen’s ankles. Using them the smaller woman flipped the Playmate over, flat on her back. Gail now had one of Karen’s legs on either side of the steel corner post. Irish cringed at what was coming next.

As it turned out Gail’s plan was not to bring Karen to climax in the center of the ring after all. Her plan had been to bring the Playmate as close to climax as possible ensuring that Karen’s most sensitive area was completely engorged with blood. She wanted to make sure that she inflicted maximum pain and damage to her fallen foe.

The wrestler used her grasp on Karen’s legs to center the Playmate as best she could. She wanted to make sure when Karen lifted her head and glanced down her body towards the smaller woman that she dotted the eye. And what I mean by that is as Karen looked down her taught belly and over her neatly manicured landing strip, the dark threatening steel corner post would be in perfect alignment.

Ready to punish her opponent and put her down and out for good, Gail fell backwards causing Karen to hurdle towards the unforgiving steel ring post at break neck speed. The wrestler held onto Karen’s ankles for all she was worth knowing this was checkmate!

Gail’s backwards momentum abruptly stopped when Karen crashed into the steel ring post. But to the wrestler’s dismay the Playmate had gotten her hands up just before the painful impact. This stopped the smaller woman’s crowning achievement in its tracks. Still holding onto the Playmate’s ankles, Gail glanced up wondering why the larger woman wasn’t howling in pain after this devastating move.

Now sitting at a right angle with her legs extended, Karen fell backwards towards the mat. The net results were Gail being catapulted towards the steel ring pole when she failed to release Karen’s legs. Rather than the pole impacting directly between Karen’s legs as she had intended, Gail’s head struck home at full speed. Gail immediately released Karen’s legs and crumpled to the ground.

Irish let out a loud cheer as he witnessed what seemed to be an impossible move by his girl. This caught the Playmate’s attention as she put on her best smile although her sweat soaked hair was matted to the side of her face. Brushing it aside, she knew that she had to get back on the move once more. The last few minutes brought her way to close to complete and utter destruction. Gail had put her down and rode her face. What would the wrestler do to the Playmate had she awoken tied up in the ropes or restrained using another method. The pain and punishment could last days.

Karen rolled under the bottom rope and used the ring apron to steady herself as she made her way to where Gail was lying in a heap. She started stomping and kicking away at the downed wrestler. There wasn’t much to the strikes, but it was all she had left. As far as Gail was concerned it felt like she was getting hit with a sledge hammer.

Soon Karen’s legs were feeling like lead and she could kick no more. She wasn’t sure if Gail was going to recover and punisher her so she had to keep on going. The Playmate reached down and grabbed Gail by the hair. Using just about what she had left in the tank, Karen pulled the smaller woman away from the ring steps.

Either losing her balance, a trip, or just a stumble, Karen soon felt herself falling to the arena floor. And like Gail failing to release her legs earlier, the Playmate failed to release her grip on the wrestler’s hair as she fell. The end results were as Karen crashed down she pulled Gail on top of her trapping her legs beneath the wrestler.

When Karen fell, both Irish and Wiffo lost sight of the two women. They ran around to the far side of the ring to try and reacquire their front row seats as the battle continued. Irish was heartbroken when her saw Karen flat on her back with Gail lying across her legs. The Playmate was the first to start moving again and Karen was doing all she could do to pull her legs out from underneath the wrestler. Things weren’t going too well and she was expending a lot of energy. Good thing for her was that Gail was still out of it.

The sight of the intertwined naked bodies of the two beautiful fighters was a sight to see. As she struggled to free herself Karen’s large breasts were bouncing all over her chest. Neither Irish nor Wiffo were complaining about this at all. As the Playmate struggled, the wrestler’s senses were returning. She was moving slow at first, but she was starting to move none the less.

Rather than try and crawl up the fallen Playmate and pin her to the ground, Gail’s struggles had her just roll off of Karen’s legs as she sought something to grab onto and pull herself up. This was a very welcome turn of events for the Playmate.

Karen made sure to clear her legs out from under where Gail had just had her pinned. She rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up onto her hands and knees. The ring steps were just feet away and Karen planned on using them to try and make her way back up to her feet. She started a slow methodical crawl to what she saw as her salvation.

Gail’s attempts to make it back to her feet were not going well. Her hands slipped off the material of the ring apron and she was unable to maintain a firm enough grasp to pull herself up. The wrestler glance over her shoulder and the first sight that she saw was Karen’s firm ass as she crawled away. Not knowing where she was headed and afraid to find out, Gail forced herself to roll over. In desperation, just as Karen was reaching the ring steps, Gail lunged out and was able to grab hold of Karen’s boot. With a tug of desperation she was able to pull Karen’s hands off of the bottom step.

The Playmate’s heart sank. She was sure that if she could just get back to her feet she would be able to hurt Gail to the point where she wouldn’t be able to come after her. Instead she felt the wrestler grasp her ankle and puller backwards off of the ring step. What was worse was she felt like she was caught in a Star Trek tractor beam as Gail pulled her closer and closer to where the smaller woman was waiting for her.

Karen was in a bad way. Once again she found herself being dragged tits down, this time across a course concrete surface. When she had pulled Karen close enough, Gail crawled up the Playmate’s legs.

Reaching Karen’s sexy ass, the wrestler sent a stinging slap as hard as she could against Karen’s soft flesh. The blow wasn’t too damaging on its own, but it certainly stung and sent a message to the Playmate.

The wrestler slid to the side off of the taller woman and reached down and grabbed her by the hair. Using this handhold Gail pulled Karen to her knees. Trapping her in this position, Gail worked her way around the front of the Playmate. With Karen’s hair still wrapped around her hand, Gail used it to tilt the Playmate’s head backwards, causing the Playmate’s lips to brush up against her sex. Karen was now being forced to make eye contact with the smaller woman.

Were those tears in Karen’s eyes? The wrestler thought. Either way the Playmate proved to be a much tougher opponent than any other woman she had faced in a catfight. She almost had respect for the taller woman’s effort. But she had to make sure to send a clear message to any new comers. She especially wanted to discourage Karen from ever challenging her again. Both women were spent, but here the wrestler had the Playmate right where she wanted her.

Gail looked off to the side where the guys had taken up their new seats when the action shifted from the ring. Wiffo seemed to be beaming with pride as his Canadian favorite was defeating the American beauty. Irish on the other hand didn’t seem as pleased.

The wrestler turned her attention back to the Playmate. While she had put up quite the fight, the battle weakened woman just looked pathetic to her. How dare she get in the ring with a professional wrestler? "Yeah bitch this is going to hurt you more than it’s going to hurt me." Tilting Karen’s head back for the death blow, Gail cranked her fist back ready to put the Playmate’s lights out for the night.

Gail’s fist started its downward trajectory intent on flattening Karen’s nose against her beautiful face. This would surely end the fight. And not only would it establish who the better fighter was, but the smaller woman was intent on rearranging Karen’s facial features to establish who the hottest woman was as well.

Not wanting to just sit tight and allow the wrestler to take target practice on her face, Karen threw everything she had left into an upper cut. Her fist struck the smaller woman directly between the legs causing Gail’s fist to harmlessly sail past Karen’s head.

As the wrestler staggered back half a step, Karen pushed forward. Her shoulders impacted with the wrestler’s legs just above the knees. The results were the taller woman continued her forward lunge dumping Gail onto her ass. Still driving with her legs, the Playmate toppled the smaller woman flat on her back. Both women’s bodies were glistening in sweat. The hot bright lights coupled with the deadly dance had both women completely exhausted with nothing left in the tank.

Karen reached up with both hands and grabbed hold of Gail’s shoulders. Between the glistening sheen acting like a lubricant and Karen’s remaining strength, the Playmate pulled herself up the wrestler’s body until she was directly on top, breasts to breasts.

The Playmate’s larger breasts were flattening the wrestler’s smaller pair. In a battle of their magnificent mammarys, Karen’s larger, firmer breasts had the clear advantage. Gail was in trouble and unable to get out from under Karen’s body weight. Luckily enough for the wrestler was that Karen was in no shape to go on the offensive. Not daring to wait, Karen grabbed hold of Gail’s hair and started pulling her body up against the wrestlers. At first her breasts inverted Gail’s causing the smaller woman a great deal of pain. Her nipples were just about turning inside out as the Playmate’s breasts continued upwards.

Irish, Wiffo, or Gail had any idea what the Playmate had in mind. The only thing that the smaller woman knew for sure was it was getting pretty hard to breathe due to the inability to expand her rib cage due to Karen’s weight.

With great effort, Karen slid forward even further. If Gail thought it was hard to breathe before, she couldn’t image how difficult things would become when Karen’s large breasts completely enveloped her face. The wrestler’s breathing passages were now completely closed off between the Playmate’s magnificent cleavage. Either of the guys would have loved to change place with the smaller woman at this point of the fight.

The last few feet of her journey up Gail’s body completely drained Karen of all of her remaining energy. Having reaching her desired target and having the desired effect, the Playmate collapsed down in complete and utter exhaustion. At first Gail frantically struggled to get out from under the Playmate. But soon her valiant efforts died away and she drifted off to dream land.

Irish and Wiffo looked at each other, back to the women, and then back to each other. “Are they dead?” one wondered as neither woman would be moving anytime soon. They both hopped off of the seats they had taken and rushed over to the two women. Irish lifted Karen and lovingly cradled her body in his arms. Wiffo sat Gail up and rested her back against his knee trying to revive her.

The two men helped their ladies back to their respective locker rooms. Afterward both guys and both women would claim victory for their side. “Karen ended the fight on top! She won!” Irish argued.

“Did you see the beating that Gail put on Karen? Did you see her knock her out and cum on her face?” was Wiffo’s reply.

“Did you see Karen grinding her in the corner?” was Irish’s counter.

“Let’s see when the next time Karen wants to have sex after what Gail did to her pussy.” Was Wiffo’s reply.

One thing was for sure… A new rivalry was emerging and both women vowed to tear apart her opponent the very next time that she had the opportunity. The panned dinner party was cancelled as both women nursed their injuries and plotted their revenge.

BACK TO THE CELEBRITIES
TO KAREN McDOUGAL



London River vs Penny Barber