"Why Kate, if that’s still your name. They haven’t changed your name to bitch yet, have they darling?" Honor said as she walked past the classy sexy British actress, toward one of her friends.

It was a chance meeting in a ritzy club, one that would live on in the patrons fond memories for a lifetime. Kate was still working on "Dynasty" and had become even more adept at cattiness and snide remarks than her well-documented previous agility. Her anger had been building and she wished she could have gone at it for real with Joan Collins and Linda Evans, or anyone else in the cast. But running into Honor Blackman seemed to be quite a wonderful thing because both women had despised the other for years.

Kate thought Honor quite the hussy; a slut who got more roles on her back than reading scripts! Indeed, most of Honor’s character’s names lent credence to that possibility! Kate was rightly concerned that Honor might kick the daylights out of her, but she hoped Honor’s fighting skills were more likely all showboat stuff, good acting - and talented stunt doubles!

"Honor, are you walking away from me? You a coward? Get your big, boobs back here, I want a word with you," Kate snapped.

Kate glared at the attractive woman she’d accosted. Honor wore a low-cut tight silky evening gown and heels. She looked stunning. The former "Avengers" star spun around instantly; many a neck twisted as every patron in the club turned to see where the angry voices came from. Seeing the two women involved, the place grew hushed and one could hear a pin drop.

"Well O’Mara, you think I'm a coward? I could pound you senseless in an instant. You know, it’d be fun to rip that lovely dress from your body. Would you like that, I know some people here would."

Honor had stopped a few feet from Kate, but she moved closer.

"Ladies, please, no violence," someone pleaded.

A big burly man grabbed the peace loving gentleman by the collar, and warned him, “If the gals wanna fight, let 'em, I'll hammer anyone who wishes to interfere, is that understood?"

He looked around angrily but the two women paid him no attention as they continued to threaten and insult each other.

SPLASH! “ARGHHH!” Kate stepped up fast and threw her drink in Honor’s face, soaking her hair and the front of her gown. Honor grunted as her fist shot up hard to Kate’s chin. Another punch slammed into Kate’s arm, knocking the glass from her hand and sending it shattering on the floor.

"Catfight!" someone yelled and every eye in the place turned toward the two women who buried their fingers in each others hair.

Kate hooked a foot behind Honor’s leg and pushed her backward over a table top as they struggled and kicked, sending glasses, and table settings scattering. Honor’s huge full breasts bulged up in her gown, ready to escape their strict confinement at any second. She seemed to be stronger and was keeping Kate away from getting too close; she reached around behind Kate’s neck, grabbed the back of her dress and ripped at it. Kate screamed, latched onto the front of Honor’s gown and yanked down hard! The silky gown ripped easily exposing Honor’s over-stuffed sheer lace bra.

"Why I think you're the slut, and maybe are a lezzie too," Honor snarled as she felt her gown open up.

She reached up and put Kate in a painful face-claw and slowly pushed her head back; a good hard punch to Kate’s stomach, a violent shove and Kate flew backwards and tumbled to the floor. Honor jumped up and stood over Kate as the tall beauty started to get up. Just as Kate straightened up, she was greeted by two hard backhands that sent her reeling.

Honor moved in and swung a punch but Kate ducked and sunk her fist deep into Honor’s lower stomach; Honor grunted, dropped her hands to her belly, Kate delivered a perfect uppercut to her chin snapping her head back. Two punches to the jaw and nose sent Honor staggering, Kate grabbed her by the hair, spun her around, grabbed the back of the already torn gown….

RIPPPPPP! Honor was down to bra, stockings and garters! Wolf-whistles, cat-calls and many observations were made regarding the beauties lovely now half-naked body. Kate smiled with glee - and got careless! As she moved in to try another punch, Honor grabbed her arm jerked her forward and pulled her head down - and brought her knee up into her face!

"Now who's in trouble?" Honor rasped as she gave Kate a shove sending her toward a wall.THUNK! Kate’s head met hard wall. Honor grabbed the dazed actress by the hair, moved her toward a table and slammed her face down on the top. She grabbed the back of her torn dress, unzipped it and then stood her up by her hair as she pulled the dress off leaving Kate in her black bra, panties, garter belt, stockings and heels. A series of hard slaps sent Kate staggering around the room before Honor grabbed her by the hair and threw her against the wall. Holding her up by the shoulder, Honor took aim loosed a powerful punch right between the eyes!

THUD! “AIEEEEE!” A last-second twisting duck by Kate let Honor’s fist smash into the wall full force! Honor shrieked in pain, held her hand as tears welled in her pretty eyes….then felt her groin explode in pain as Kate held her by the shoulders and pounded her knee up between Honor’s open legs. Two eager, strong hands grabbed the clasps of Honor’s bra as she was doubled over in pain holding her throbbing pussy.

"Noooo….uhhhhhh…ooooooohhhhhh….UHHH! UHHH! UHHH!!" Honor managed to grunt between gasps for air as Kate pulled off her bra, then drove her fist over and over into her big beautiful breasts.

"Everybody look at these!" Kate laughed as she straightened Honor up by the hair, arched her over backward, then reached down to slap and punch Honor’s heaving, jiggling breasts. Kate grabbed the former ‘Avengers' leading lady’s thick nipples and pinched hard - dealing out some of her own vengeance.

"No, please, stop her…somebody get her….away….from me," Honor screamed.

Kate stopped long enough to reach for a glass of ale; whether to drink or pour on Honor no one will ever know for sure because at that moment, Honor broke free and started to run away. Kate screamed and started after her but her heel snagged in the carpet and down she went. Honor skidded to a halt, turned around, ran over and delivered a whopping kick to Kate’s ribs as she pushed herself up on hands and knees. The kick sent Kate sprawling and when she tried to get up again, another kick knocked her back down. Two more attempts to rise were also thwarted by two more painful kicks, one to the ribs another to her butt.

"Ah come on, ol girl. Be a sport an’ letter up," someone yelled.

Honor obliged and once Kate was fully standing, Honor smiled and became her old kicking machine self again. She kicked the screaming lovely Kate around the room as Kate bounced into and off of tables, chairs and walls. All the while, Honor’s huge lovely breasts bounced erotically and each and every onlooker loved it.

"Please…stop kicking me…please?" Kate pleaded.

"OK luv. How ‘bout this?" Honor charged, grabbed the tall beauty by her lustrous hair and jerked her head back as she reached up and unsnapped her bra. "Lets see those fine tiny tits," Honor rasped as Kate’s bra fluttered away to the floor.

Honor maintained her hair pull with one hand the other cupped Kate’s firm breast-Kate bawled and screamed as Honor twisted the luscious breast and pinched the erect nipple.

"Give her arse a spanking," someone yelled.

"I'd be happy to," Honor cackled.

Honor punched and slapped Kate, softening her up before she sat down and turned her over her knee. She yanked down Kate’s black panties and began to paddle her lovely soft white cheeks until they turned beet red. Kate bawled, whimpered, screamed and pleaded until Honor grew tired of spanking her and let her up. Kate pulled up her underwear and snarled at her humiliator.

Honor shrugged and said,"Looks like you need one more lesson!"

Honore grabbed for Kate’s hair but the brunette stepped back and her foot snapped up hard; smashing deep into Honor’s belly. OOOF! As she doubled over, Kate kicked her again, this time in the shin! Honor screamed, hopping around on one foot holding her leg. Kate lowered her head and charged; her vicious headbutt smashing Honor squarely in her large, sensitive breasts. WHUMP! Honor went down hard, flat on her back - all the air knocked out of her. Kate jumped on her stomach, pinned her arms under her knees and began to slap, maul and twist Honor’s bulbous breasts.

"NO! Please…STOP!" Honor cried as she bucked her hips trying in vain to unseat Kate who was too mad and too strong.

"Not many know this,” Kate hissed. “But Joan Collins and Linda Evans both felt my wrath - and my fingers. Now I have to admit, you’ve got nice tits too….and by the way, what DO they call you? Honor or Pussy?” Then she snarled, "Personally, I think I favor pussy because of how bad you fight. But whatever it is, tomorrow they’re gonna call you Miss Sore Boobs!"

Several long minutes of brutal breast mauling followed as Honor’s screams filled the air until Kate was satisfied.

"Good Night, Lady," Kate laughed as she pulled Honor’s head up by her hair, aimed her fist and POW - lights out!

Kate stood up, adjusted her disheaveled panties, garterbelt and stockings, then posed topless for souvenir photos showing her with her foot planted on Honor’s chest; firmly flattening those famous breasts!