Reese backed away as Nicole made her entrance, but only a single step. Her pretty features hardened, her expression letting Nicole know this was HER domain and she was merely a guest despite the arrogant way she'd let herself in. Nicole seemed a little taken aback when she saw Tara sitting prettily on the couch when she glanced past Reese and saw her lounging insouciantly; staring hard at the newcomer. The real effect on Nicole however, the girlfriends observed, wasn't when she saw how they were identically dressed but how they'd prepared the room for her arrival. Nicole seemed vaguely impressed by the warm, erotic atmosphere created by the dimmed lights and candles, but she quickly turned her attention back to Reese, staring her down. For a time they stared deep into each other's eyes, Nicole towering over Reese by a head; each waiting to see who'd look away first.

Then, almost as if on cue, Nicole broke the ice between them. "You didn't say anything about a third party tonight," the tall actress sneered at her shorter rival.

"Just covering my bets," Reese sneered back. "To be sure the fight goes smoothly with no illegal moves."

"I don't see how anything CAN be illegal in a no-holds-barred fight," Nicole responded, sniffing with disdain. "I've done this before and believe it or not, I prefer no rules. If you don't believe me, ask Mimi Rogers...but be careful. Those big jugs of hers still tremble whenever they hear my name. You could get smacked in the head if you forget to duck." Taking another step forward, she added, "Bare hands and no holds barred!" Then, looking Reese up and down with undisguised contempt, Nicole taunted her on her apparent choice of catfighting attire. "And what's with the sleazy Hollywood Boulevard look? Did the producers of 'Freeway' let you have the wardrobe after filming? I expected you to show me more respect than that," she said, flipping the front of Reese's blouse with her fingertips, the light slap setting the firm breasts a-jiggle.

Reese clenched her fists, but didn't respond and stood her ground against the jeering tone of Nicole's insult. She knew she and Tara looked great in matching black miniskirts, red halter tops and mid-calf red boots. The ensembles were ones she picked up on Rodeo Drive the day before and were high fashion - hardly trailer park! The tight, high-quality material fit her curvaceous body and Tara's slender frame like a second skin. Reese had refused to back away when Nicole took a step forward, now she rolled her eyes at the remark to show she wasn't impressed with Nicole's bravado, flaunting her own attitude much as Nicole was hers.

"Look who's talkin'," Reese sneered again as she looked Nicole up and down. "Where'd you find that happening trench coat? Flashers-R-Us?"

"She must be hiding the cellulite," Tara offered as she swung a slender leg draped over her knee and sank back into the couch cushions.

Nicole bristled at her remark and gazed with narrowing eyes over her petite rival's shoulder as she posed a question to Tara, "Am I correct in assuming you aren't going to get in the way of our dance?"

"Yep, that's right!" Tara snapped. "I'm just here to watch the fight and see who wins."

"Tara's here at MY invitation," Reese reminded, puffing out her chest and stepping up to Nicole, refusing to be ignored. "She agreed to make sure the fight will be legit."

"Oh, it WILL be," Nicole assured her. "Assuming you agree to no rules and we use any tactics we like?"

"Short of serious bodily harm, yes!" Reese quickly agreed; conceding that point, but not yielding an inch of ground otherwise as she glared up at her far taller rival. She was standing up to Nicole despite the profound difference in height as she added, "We both want the same thing. We both know actresses who'll go to any length to get what they want, so you and I'll do that too."

"That's good," Nicole responded with a small grin. "Because when we're done, I'm going to be Samantha Stephens."

As she finished, Nicole untied her trench coat, staring into Reese's eyes as she opened it. With a blasé swing of her arm, she tossed it onto the couch next to Tara, revealing what she had under it; an underwire bra, bikini panties, garters and sheer nude stockings that hugged her slender legs like a second skin. The bra and panties were black, the stockings red; the same color scheme Reese and Tara wore. The red stockings ended at mid-thigh and cast her legs in a seductive red shroud. Her top and garters had the same effect, the black panties adding a touch of mystery to the ensemble. Nicole posed with her hands on her hips, arrogantly staring Reese down as she waited for the little blonde dynamo to make a first move.

"Don't be too sure of that. You know what they say about counting your chickens," Reese intoned, trying to sound unimpressed by Nicole's haughty display; flaunting her own sexuality as she slowly circled the much taller woman.

"Kick her ass, Ree!" Tara called in encouragement from her seat on the couch, staring at Reese's ass as she crouched and began to circle; uneasy at the way Nicole disregarded her, wanting Reese to show up the tall, arrogant redhead.

"You," Nicole snarled with a quick glance in Tara's direction as she started to circle herself. "Just sit and watch quietly and you won't get hurt," she said, making it obvious there was no love lost between she and Tara either.

"Yeah," Reese said. "Watch this bitch's hot little number," referring to Nicole's underwear as she threw Tara a sly wink to diffuse the growing hostility, then grinning devilishly. "She's gonna lose it when she's squirming between my thighs!"

"Let's stop talking and begin," Nicole growled, eager to start and ignoring Reese's taunt.

"Let's," Reese agreed as Nicole kicked off her high heels and scuffed her stockinged feet on the carpet; her movements graceful as she tried to outdo her shorter opponent in sexiness.

Reese wasn't about to be outdone by the towering redhead and she glared up at the openly contemptuous expression on Nicole's face, her eyes narrowing as she glared back in defiance. Reese's movements bespoke an inner sexuality, a counterpoint to the ballerina-like moves of the tall redhead as they circled; neither needing to speak further for their body language said all that needed to be said. Both were working hard to out-sex the other in the pre-match game - a logical progression from Nicole's strip show when she removed her trench coat to reveal what was beneath, showing Reese her half-naked body encased in smooth silk and expensive lace as she eyed Reese's body with both readiness and condescension.

There was no sound save the soft whisper of stockings on the carpet as they circled. Tara watched intently, mesmerized until Nicole realized they'd reached an impasse. Reese obviously wouldn't yield to her superior attitude and was every bit as determined as Nicole to win the role in 'Bewitched.' Still, Nicole had carefully studied the diminutive cat circling with her. She'd talked to girls who'd fought Reese and was aware of her reputation as a fireball and of being a dirty fighter when necessary. From the vibes she was getting from the petite blonde, Nicole felt Reese would go all out to win.

Nicole could fight dirty too and she resolved to show Reese she couldn't be intimidated. Nicole decided to end the stalemate, pausing in mid-stride to let Reese know she was ready to get serious, then lunged, using her long, strong legs like pistons as she aimed the heel of her foot at Reese's semi-bare stomach.

Quick as a cat, Reese dodged the kick and caught Nicole's stocking-clad leg behind the knee. Reese lashed out with her own foot, kicking Nicole's support leg out from under her and sending the towering redhead crashing to her back on the carpet. In a second Reese was on her, dropping on Nicole's knee while forcing her other leg up by her foot before twisting it around and back over her own thigh. Nicole's back arched and she clenched her teeth, steeling herself against the pain as Reese worked the trapped leg, bearing down until Nicole's calf was pressed hard against the mid-point of her soft thigh; twisting her ankle sharply to increase the pain and the pressure. Reese smiled sweetly down into Nicole's eyes, mocking her for allowing herself to be taken down so easily as Nicole's body arched from the pain in her leg as it was bent over her opponent's thigh in a direction it wasn't built for.

"I expected more from you," Reese taunted. "At least this early in the fight." Adding as she gave Nicole's leg another twist, "But I suppose you're all icing and no cake as they say!"

"So, the little bitch is going to run her mouth all through this?" Nicole thought to herself as her legs remained ensnared.

She reached up for a handful of Reese's blonde hair to pull the blonde fireball off her but Reese flipped her hair out of the way of her first attempt and bore down harder on her leg, testing her resistance to submitting as she pressed the calf down over her soft thigh and bent the ankle until Nicole's foot was stretched flat out with the lower half of the leg. Nicole arched her back in pain a third time and as Reese concentrated on her leg she leaned over to the side to increase the pressure on the hold.

Seeing another chance to get out of her clutches, Nicole reached up again and this time she grabbed a fistful of Reese's hair. Twisting it around her gripping fingers, she pulled Reese's head to the side and loudly demanded she release her. Reese's lips were pursed against the pain in her scalp as the hair pulling at the roots sent pain signals to her brain. Still, she wouldn't release Nicole's leg - not yet!

Lifting her free leg, Nicole aimed her heel in a straight line toward the side of Reese's jaw as she maintained her grip on her hair. Letting go just as her foot connected, Nicole felt instant relief as the impact took Reese by surprise and knocked her over backward to the carpet. Nicole wrenched her foot free and scrambled away, glaring back at Reese as she got on her knees. Reese was just sitting up when Nicole slapped her in the same spot where her heel landed, her open hand making a loud TWHAAP!

Instinctively rolling with the blow, Reese rocked back onto her butt as she fought to shake the cobwebs out. Then she saw Nicole advancing on her and Reese rose up and answered with a slap of her own, cuffing Nicole's face so hard it rocked the taller actress. Reese twisted and flipped Nicole down onto the carpet, then straddled her with a nasty snarl. Nicole swung her bestockinged legs up and wrapped them around Reese's curvaceous midsection, locked her ankles and then kicked out. The hold crushed Reese between Nicole's wiry thighs and brought a startled grunt from the petite blonde as she realized she'd lost the upper hand.

Using the inertia gathered by rocking up off her back, Nicole twisted her hips sideways and stretched her legs until Reese was lifted off her knees and flung over hard to her left. Nicole slammed Reese down onto her back with a heavy WHUMP.

With Nicole's legs scissoring her from her right, Reese grunted again as the scissors forced air from her lungs. She immediately slapped and clawed the encircling legs, shredding the sheer stockings over Nicole's thighs. Propping herself on her elbow, Nicole let out a grunt as she pulsed her slender legs, clamping them tighter on Reese's inviting hourglass figure; her face set in grim concentration as she strained to put Reese out of the fight early. Another groan was forced from Reese's shorter physique as the long red-clad legs sandwiching her across her belly and the small of her back, squeezing more air from the trapped girl's lungs. Remembering the pain caused by Reese twisting her leg, Nicole gave Reese a series of quick, hard, bursts that brought short gusts of wind from Reese's lungs in the form of choked off gasps.

"I guess all those veggies aren't paying off for ya, are they, bitch?" Nicole taunted as she struggled to ignore Reese's fingernails raking her thigh.

Nicole stopped squeezing Reese's waist with the staccato bursts and extended her long legs again. Her bare legs curling around Reese's waist and the petite blonde's writhing and squirming, caused Reese's tight miniskirt to ride up on her hips. She was about to speak as she maintained her clawing but Nicole cut her off before she could say a word out as she snapped her legs out with a jerk, jackknifing Reese's body as her attempt to talk was replaced by a sharp expulsion of air.

"Don't bother trying to talk," Nicole mocked her in a condescending tone. "I'd rather just hear you gasping for air anyway."

Somehow managing to get enough air to reply, Reese turned to glare at Nicole as her fingers dug into her legs, "You call THIS a leglock? UNGH... when I get out...UNNH...you'll wish you stayed in Australia instead of coming here to annoy ME!"

"There's more where this is coming from, midget," Nicole mocked, tightening her scissors. "You want more of my legs? I'll send you back to Stanford to take some wrestling courses if you can't take the humiliation of everyone knowing I kicked your ass and took this role!"

"I can take anything you can dish out," Reese gasped defiantly as Nicole tightened her scissors.

As Nicole squeezed even tighter, Reese clawed her legs faster, raking her nails harder; opening more tears in the sheer red stockings. More and more of Nicole's bare skin began to show through the holes until Reese began to feel the leglock loosen slightly. Moving her hands to the muscles in back of Nicole's thighs, Reese sought out the sensitive muscles and nerves as she dug the fingers of both hands in, pressing on the muscle and causing the leg across her stomach to spasm and bend at the knee. Reese maintained her pressure until she had a big enough space to turn her body between Nicole's legs. Struggling to her knees with Nicole's legs still draped around her waist trying to re-establish the scissors, Reese lunged forward lunge and wriggled upward a few inches, dropping her chest on Nicole's face to trap her between her heaving breasts.

"Let's see how long it takes YOU gasp for air, honey," Reese growled as she squeezed her breasts together in her halter top.

Reese's cleavage covered Nicole's nose and mouth almost completely, enough to shut off her air. Nicole quickly found she couldn't keep her scissors locked on Reese's midriff; not with her breasts smothering her. Nicole tried once, but in an instant Reese used her knees for leverage and wriggled between her thighs to press down harder on her, thrusting her firm into Nicole's face as she wrapped her arms around Nicole's head, totally hindering her ability to breathe. As the soft mounds of smooth, flawless flesh smothered her, compressing themselves into her lips and nostrils, Nicole fought back an instinct to panic as her slackening legs - which were still around Reese - offered no means of escape.

Nicole's air was going faster than she thought as she struggled to pull free from the smother. With only one option left, Nicole turned her head as far as Reese's grip would allow and bit down hard into Reese's left breast, her teeth spearing the supple flesh right through her top.

Reese's cry was partially muffled with her face on Nicole's shoulder, but when Nicole added two handfuls of Reese's blonde tresses to her attack and arched upward, the movement shifted Reese's arms enough that Nicole was able to sink her teeth a bit deeper into Reese's tender tissue.

Reese reared up in reaction to the bite, lifting her breasts and arms from Nicole's face which allowed the pinned redhead to use her legs to roll the blonde off to the side. Nicole's teeth pulled out of Reese's engorged breast, but not before she tore a mouthful of Reese's halter top off in the process of flipping her to the floor. Reese landed on the carpet beside Nicole with a loud THUD! Nicole rolled over on top of Reese and noticing her torn top, the now incensed redhead grabbed it with both hands and began to pull.

"C'mon, Reese! Get her!" Tara screamed as she sprang off the couch with her fists clenched. "Don't let the bitch get away with biting your tit and stripping you!"

"No way!" Reese grunted after a few shocked moments.

Reese lifted her legs, swung around and wrapped them around Nicole's throat from behind. Nicole let out a surprised squawk but it was choked off when Reese stretched her legs and sent the redhead tumbling to the floor in one fluid move. But Nicole's hands still firmly gripped Reese's halter and the material came apart with a drawn-out tearing sound that let everyone know Nicole had just drawn first blood in the stripping contest! Aware of her firm breasts bouncing exposed on her chest before her tall rival, Reese face darkened as she uncoiling her legs from around Nicole, reached forward, grabbed Nicole's bra and yanked it off her chest with a single quick jerk. As the tall vixen gasped in shock at having the tables turned on her, Reese nimbly swept the torn material around her throat like a noose and pulled it tight!

"I'll teach you to try an' strip me," Reese snarled as she throttled Nicole with her own bra. "Bite my tits? Just you wait an' see what I have in store for YOURS!"

Before Nicole could respond, Reese changed positions, hopping behind her and removing the bra from around her neck. Nicole only had a moment to get a breath before Reese sat down, slid forward and wrapped her short, stocky legs tightly around Nicole's neck from behind. Her boots slammed down onto Nicole's bare belly as the incensed blonde leaned back on her hands, threw back her head and grunted as she squeezed mightily, her teeth clenched with the effort she was putting into the scissors hold. Where before there had been deceptively soft looking flesh in her legs, now Reese's formidable thigh muscles bulged into solid definition as she got payback for the tight scissors Nicole had inflicted on her before. Instantly, Nicole started to kick her long legs; sharp, violent thrashing motions trying to break out of Reese's tight leg scissors choking.

Reese just let out a sardonic laugh and squeezed tighter, grunting, "Stronger than they look, eh bitch?" As Nicole thrashed and bucked to escape the brutal hold, in obvious pain from Reese's thighs cutting off her air again, Reese taunted, "Bet you didn't expect 'em to be this strong, did you?"

"Choke the bitch!" Tara shouted enthusiastically, encouraging Reese to more punishment. "Slap a reverse on her!" she added, recalling Reese's plans for the agony she wanted to put Nicole through.

"That'll come soon enough...don't worry!" Reese answered with enthusiasm before turning back to Nicole. "How about you Nic? Like the way that sounds?" Reese laughed, stretching her legs to tighten the constrictive hold as she enjoyed the view from above Nicole's inverted flushed face as it turned dark red from lack of oxygen.

Reese's leg muscles bulged as Nicole's slender body thrashed and twisted from side to side in frantic attempts to escape, unable to voice a syllable. Shifting her legs, Reese tucked her right ankle behind her adorably smooth looking left knee, then pulled tight in a figure four leglock, her silky calf grinding into Nicole's Adam's apple as Nicole's eyes bugged wider and more air was choked off by the new hold. Tara leaned forward, her hands wedged between her tightly clasped thighs; seeing no daintiness in the adorably feminine legs choking the tall, lean redhead senseless. But even more aware was Nicole whose neck bore the full brunt of the figure four.

Reese's legs retracted, then bulged as she pushed tighter against the sides of Nicole's neck and across her throat, her muscled thighs doing their work as they tightened and compressed. Trapped, Nicole bucked her hips in the air, her torn stocked legs flailing with ever-increasing fervor. But Reese wouldn't be denied and she reached down to Nicole's exposed breasts, tweaking the erect nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. It was then that Reese saw how Nicole's nipples had become distended from the constant physical contact and she laughed as she called Tara's attention to Nicole's aroused tits.

"Hey, Tara!" she called. "Looks like darling Nicci's having a better time than she expected!"

"She likes having her nips pinched!" Tara guffawed. "Do it harder!"

"I should ask her first," Reese demurred. "Whether she's willing to give me that role yet."

Reese giggled and returned to work Nicole's inflamed nipples some more. To say the least, Nicole was infuriated at the humiliating fondling she was being subjected by her rival. This was NOT what she had in mind for tonight! She'd arrived expecting to put Reese in the position she now found herself trapped in and she certainly had wanted to inflict some real humiliation on the blonde. But now, not only was Reese administering punishment, she was demanding Nicole hand over the 'Bewitched' role they both wanted! Nicole's rage built as her speech was being choked off, her breasts bared, her nipples pulled and tweaked, and then the ultimate humiliation, Reese's not even deigning to ask her directly if she quit! Nicole's anger came to a boil and she chose that moment to strike back!

Letting out a choked scream of frustration, Nicole balled her fist and slammed it down on Reese's bent knee as her boot clad calf pressed her throat. The shot connected with the dimple in Reese's knee right at her kneecap by blind luck more than calculation. But the punch had its intended effect and Reese wasn't expecting it. Nicole heard a sharp sucking in of breath behind her ensnared head and Reese's lower leg jerked in a reflex that broke the figure four and freed the redhead. Sucking in a deep breath, Nicole lifted her arm again and rammed her elbow back hard to Reese's groin, prompting a thick UNNNNH!

Reese's rolled to the side massaging her aching lower abdomen while Nicole sat up taking air into her burning lungs with a few wheezing breaths. Then Nicole twisted around and rose up on her knees, crawled to where Reese lay on her side. She grabbed Reese's blonde hair and stood up, dragging Reese to her feet as she rose. Nicole delivered two hard knee lifts to Reese's belly that took the wind from her, then snaked an arm around Reese's neck and pulled it tight with her forearm wedged under Reese's chin. Nicole grunted as she tightened the headlock on Reese's throat just as Reese had figure-foured hers. The blonde spitfire gagged as Nicole's arm clamped down from all sides as she was forced to bend at the waist as Nicole leaned on her.

"Tell me how that feels, huh, dwarf?" Nicole sneered, rubbing it in that she was now in a position of dominance, her bare breasts bouncing as she wrenched the headlock tighter. "This's how I felt when you had me between your oh so cute little precious leg...!"

The end of Nicole's taunt was cut off, however, as Reese reached up with a free arm and pressed her palm into Nicole's windpipe, shoving her head upward. As she did, Reese twisted her body to the side, bare breasts jiggling. Despite her firm headlock on Reese's neck, the tall redhead found her body being twisted and her arm loosening until Reese was able to pull her head free. But Nicole quickly spun Reese around and wrapped a belly-to-belly bearhug around her midriff and lifted her off her feet. Letting out a vengeful yell, Nicole leaned back, crushing Reese into her chest. Tara shouted words of encouragement to Reese as Nicole squeezed hard, applying pressure to the small of Reese's back as their bare breasts flattened and mushroomed together. Their bodies parted and then collided again with Nicole's pulsating attempts to smash her diminutive foe's curvaceous waist.

"Like that, shrimp?" Nicole grunted, savoring the chance to toss more taunts as she bear-hugged the petite blonde. "How's YOUR breathing? What'd you say about me giving you that part? Huh? Can't hear you now shorty!"

"Get out of it, Reese, c'mon!" Tara yelling, squirming on the sofa as if she could help Reese free herself. "Turn it around!"

"Too bad it's not YOU I have right here," Nicole snapped derisively, her eyes shifting to address Tara as she spoke. "I'd have fun watching you deflated the way Reese here is gonna be."

"You weren't talking so tough when she was choking you, bitch!" Tara screamed at Nicole, her eyes flashing hatred despite the fact Nicole had Reese in a lesser position and could inflict much more pain on her if Tara pissed her off.

"Don't... worry about me," Reese fought to push the words through her lips. "I... can handle...UNNH!... this bim...boh!"

Nicole turned back to Reese, a snappy retort poised on her lips as her bearhug cinched a bit tighter. The words seemed to hang in her mouth when all of a sudden she saw with shocked detachment Reese rear her head back...followed by the sight of Reese's forehead coming straight at her eyes. An instant later it slammed into Nicole's nose with resounding CRACK, dazing her. Noticing Nicole's eyes instantly glaze over, Reese followed up wrapping her legs around the redhead's wobbly thighs while her own waist was still held in Nicole's bearhug; shifting her weight enough to trip Nicole and send her crashing on her ass to the unforgiving floor.

The slender redhead's body crashed to the floor as Reese lifted her legs from around Nicole's thighs and slid them up to her waist, catching her in a waist scissors as she closed her ankles. Through a haze, Nicole grunted as Reese's legs compressed her again, this time her waist, and she could hear Tara clapping cheering as her girlfriend regained the upper hand. In a few moments, Nicole's legs resumed kicking and it was a sight to behold! They were still wrapped in the shredded red stockings, her perky little tits jiggling with each convulsive movement as she struggled to extricate her body from the compressing legs strapped across her slender midsection.

Reese pushed herself up on one elbow, arching her stomach upward as she increased the pressure her muscular thighs poured onto Nicole's waist. Reese's lips pursed in concentration, her breathing hard and heavy...until Nicole switched tactics and shoved a hand between Reese's thighs and worked it up under her short red miniskirt.

Reese emitted a startled grunt as she felt Nicole's fingers on her crotch, "Don't even think about it!" Then she groaned and added, "I'll cut your skinny ass in half."

"Not before I tear your pussy AAAAHHHHHH-part!" Nicole screamed as Reese twisted her hand in a claw and clamped down on Nicole's closest breast; her nails digging into the tender flesh around her jutting nipple.

"You touch it and I'll twist this off..." Reese growled an instant before her eyes shot wide open and a ragged scream escaped her lips.

Nicole had slipped her fingers under the gusset of Reese's panties and she dug into her pubic mound, attacking the sensitive folds of skin! Reese's cries pealed forth again as her hips bucked and her own hand started twisting and pulling at Nicole's tit.

"I warned you, bitch. There's drawbacks to bein' so thin," Reese snarled as she grasped Nicole's entire breast in her fist and squeezed.

She rotated her hand clockwise and then counter-clockwise, pulling and stretching the tender breast side-to-side like opening a bottle of mineral water while her thick thighs continued to apply fierce compression to Nicole's waist. Reese extended her short legs as far as she could, crushing Nicole's narrow waist between them.

Then a third cry was ripped from Reese's throat as Nicole buried her fingernails in the thick, golden tufts of Reese's pubic hair as her thumbnail stabbed into the gaping slit opened as she peeled back the swollen labia. Nicole stubbornly refused to release Reese's snatch as her hand stayed busy under the skirt. Reese's mesmerizing cobalt blue eyes bugging wide open as she leaned off to the side, arching her back, thrusting her stomach forward a little more as she strained to close her legs around Nicole's waist in the hope of trapping Nicole's hand and stopping her from causing her more pain while increasing the pressure of her scissors.

Reese achieved the latter, but Nicole kept clawing her pussy as she cried out from the punishment her breasts and waist were getting from the increasing pressure of Reese's scissors. Nicole's screams disintegrated into a ragged, breathless groan as the next contraction of Reese's legs forced a long expulsion of air from her. In seconds, the feeling of Reese's muscular legs squeezing her waist grew unbearable and, in a last-ditch attempt to make her stop, Nicole closed her fist on a clump of Reese's pubic hair, gripped and pulled!

This time, Reese's scream was even louder than the last Nicole had wrung from her. Her legs spasming in pain and clamping Nicole even tighter, Reese grabbed Nicole's other breast and twisted and wrenched both sensitive mammaries to protest the brutal torture her sweet young pussy was getting at Nicole's hands. The chorus of pained cries from both women mixed with Tara's shouts of encouragement as she slipped off the couch and knelt on the floor, watching the catspat with more intensity than ever; her fingers thrusting and pumping in her drooling snatch as she watched the erotic spectacle of two sexually attractive women engaged in lusty combat!

The screams from both throats rose in volume until they stopped in an admixture of guttural groans. Both women had endured tremendous agony, yet were both clearly unwilling to yield. Unwilling, that is, until Nicole's free hand curled into talons and raked across Reese's eyes from temple to temple, causing her to whip her head aside and remove one hand from its merciless clawing at Nicole's breasts while the other continued on it's merciless mission of disfigurement. Covering her eyes with her now-freed hand, Reese realized she was a sitting duck for anything Nicole had in mind.

Reese reluctantly released Nicole's other tit and unwrapped her legs from the scissors, pausing to pry Nicole's groping, invading fingers from her throbbing pussy. In the process of extricating the torturous fingers, however, Reese unwittingly aided Nicole in peeling her panties down over her hips as she twisted and rolled to one side. Pulling Reese's panties down her legs and off, Nicole followed up; adding a little extra humiliation to Reese by pulling her black underwear over her head and covering her flushed red face.

Nicole was halfway to achieving her goal when she got punched in the face for her efforts. Returning fire, Nicole seized Reese's blonde hair and pulled the blinded blonde to her feet; then grabbed the black skirt hugging her full hips and yanked it down, then pulled. The move swept Reese's feet out from under her, sending the blonde sprawling on the carpet flat on her back with a CRASH!

Whipping the skirt toward Tara, Nicole kept hold of Reese's legs as she flipped her over and bent her legs back, pushing Reese's feet down in the small of her as she folded the petite hellcat's voluptuous body painfully. Reese cried out in pain, pounding her fist on the carpet in frustration after being trapped by her tall, redheaded rival. Her cries grew even louder when Nicole bent her legs at the knee and dropped on her ass, pulling back on Reese's booted ankles as she reached back and clasped Reese under the chin and pulled her body into a backward arch. Reese bit back what could have been a loud scream, but Nicole knew Reese was in agony.

"How about giving me the part NOW, you bitch?" Nicole demanded, tugging back on Reese's chin for emphasis.

"No...chance, sleaze," Reese groaned through clenched teeth, defiant despite the excruciating pain in her back.

Nicole held Reese trapped with her body curled in a backward arch, mashing Reese's breasts into the carpet and demanding again that she concede the part to her. Again, Nicole got a stubborn refusal.

"How about NOW?" she asked, giving Reese's body another jerk. "Got something to say to me, NOW?"

"Go...to hell...UNNNNH...bitch!" Reese spat, her pride refusing to yield to the growing pain in her body.

Frustrated by Reese's tenacity, Nicole finally released the hold in disgust, stood up and walking around to face Reese as the battered blonde managed to roll onto her back panting. Suddenly, Nicole leaped in the air as if she were going to splash Reese's prone body. At the last second, Reese raised her feet and Nicole grunted with a deep UUNNGGGHHHHHHHH! as her solar plexus slammed into Reese's boots. There was another cheer from Tara as Nicole gasped in agony as boot heels slamming into her and Reese used her strong legs to flip the breathless redhead over her head to the carpet. Nicole landed with a WHOMP that knocked the rest of the wind from her.

Reese struggled to get to her hands and knees, then pushed herself painstakingly to her feet, wiping sweat from her flushed face and pert breasts and stood on shaky legs facing Nicole. The redhead was likewise struggling to get to her hands and knees, then stand.

Although she was winded from the tough fight, Reese was an erotic sight as she stood - almost naked except for her boots. Watching Nicole's unsteady stance as the redhead struggled to make her slender legs support her, Reese glared at the redhead as she moved forward.

"Looks like it's my turn to strip YOUR panties," Reese intoned, pointing to Nicole's crotch.

"Remember what you promised me you'd do to her!" the ever-more-excited Tara called, trying to encourage Reese at this crucial stage of the fight. "I SO want to see it!"

"That's STILL my plan!" Reese grinned, running a hand over her bare stomach as she watched Nicole struggle to keep her footing. "You wanted to touch my pussy? Well, now you're gonna get to see it up close and personal," she hissed.

"Bring it on, bitch," Nicole sniffed at her diminutive rival, unaware of what Reese and Tara were talking about but getting the idea. Then she slapped her thigh, flexing her muscle to show Reese the strength of her legs, daring her to back up her challenge. "I'd like to see you try and get me down for that long!"

Without another word, they again circled, each hellcat watching the other vixen carefully for a sudden movement. The sweat covered their naked bodies like an extra layer of skin. The effect in dimmed room of their glistening bodies as the candlelight flickered and danced was extremely erotic. Both women were badly winded from the grueling effort to wear the other down, breathing in heavy, ragged gasps. Their bodies appeared to have gone through the wringer; their hair disheveled, their skin covered with scratches, bites and bruises from the frenzied battle. Still, they remained undeterred, each wanting the part of Samantha Stephens" now more than ever.

In the last few moments before they engaged again, their movements slowed significantly for both had grown more calculating. Their glaring eyes bored deep into the other's soul as they slowly came together again. Tara watched in rapt fascination as they slid together, desperately needing Reese to beat the tall bitch who'd been the catalyst for their fight. Her excitement grew as the two actresses paused mid-step, then came together; Reese bending low as Nicole's arm swept through the air to grab Reese's hair again.

Two naked bodies SLAPPED together wetly accompanied by two grunts as Reese ducked under Nicole's arm and snaked both arms around the redhead's waist. Reese's arms slid smoothly over Nicole's ribcage and met at her back, her arms flexed and squeezed as she jerked Nicole to her, keeping her head low with both of her booted feet planted firmly on the carpet. Reese applied fierce pressure, gritting her teeth in her effort to squeeze all the air from Nicole's lungs.

Nicole let out a gasp and thrashed her arms and legs in an effort to loosen Reese's squeezing embrace, but Reese had her and wasn't about to let her go. Reese mirrored Nicole's squirming, getting closer as she tightened her bearhug around Nicole's waist. The ensnared redhead reared back and sharply cried out from the brutal constrictions; balled her fists and hammered Reese's sweaty back in an effort to force her to release her. But Reese grunted with the beating, yet she still squeezed harder; pulling Nicole's slippery body into hers, groaning from the exertion of trying to deflate the redhead's body along with her overblown ego. Nicole's legs bent and wrapped around Reese's hips as she tried to trip her, but Nicole had little leverage because of the closeness of their bodies and Reese stubbornly maintained her bearhug.

"UUUNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHH!" Nicole moaned in agony from the tight squeeze Reese was putting upon her, squirming desperately to free herself from Reese's crushing arms and trip Reese in the process.

"That's right, bitch!" Reese grunted, stubbornly holding her ground and squeezing tighter and tighter, her head bent forward, pressing in to Nicole's chest; she ignored the pain of Nicole's fists beating on her and her legs trying to trip her.

"Whose got that part NOW?" Reese gasped.

"You WON'T get my part, bitch," Nicole groaned defiantly. "Trust me..."

Nicole's retort was cut short by another constricting jerk of Reese's bearhug; she gasped again as more air was forced from her burning lungs. In a last ditch effort to free herself, Nicole tried to clamp her tits over Reese's face, but Reese lifted her head, her teeth clamping down on a distended nipple and prompting a sharp scream from Nicole. Then Reese drove forward with her legs, tangling them with Nicole's and tripping her to the carpet. Reese body slammed down on top of Nicole and knocked even more air out of Nicole. Reese's teeth were still embedded in Nicole's agonized breast as Nicole's torn stocking-clad legs flew reflexively upward on either side of Reese's waist. After a few seconds of confused vertigo, Nicole wrapped her legs around Reese's waist, her legs pulsing strongly enough to force Reese to release her nipple, her mouth gaping open in pain and shock.

Sensing another constriction of Nicole's slender legs, Reese squeezed her bearhug tighter and rolled so the back of Nicole's head smacked the wall. Nicole lay dazed as Reese uncoiled her arms from around her midriff, then turned around facing Nicole's crotch. Slithering her legs back, Reese clapped them around Nicole's neck, trapping her head between her shapely thighs with her ass sitting on Nicole's mouth.

An ecstatic "Yeahhhhhhh!" erupted from Tara as Reese clamped a reverse scissors on Nicole just as tight as she could; the musty scent of Reese's pussy invaded Nicole's unwilling nostrils

Reese's voice drowned out Tara's frenzied cheering as she turned back to taunt her trapped rival, "How's my pussy NOW?" She pulsed the scissors for emphasis as she ground her ass on the redhead's face. Reaching for Nicole's panties, Reese continued, "Let's see how YOURS holds up!" Then pulsed the leglock tighter to punctuate her taunt.

With one deft, fluid movement, Reese ripped Nicole's panties from her crotch, stretching the material until it tore away, leaving proud redheaded Nicole starkers save for her garter belt and tattered stockings. Tossing the shredded panties to Tara, Reese started clawing Nicole's copper-colored snatch with her sharp fingernails, choking off her agonized screams with a series of progressively tighter and tighter pulses of her shapely legs as her full, firm butt rode Nicole's rapidly-reddening face.

As Tara watched Reese tormenting her tall rival, she applauded wildly, even putting her sticky fingers in her mouth to let loose with an earsplitting whistle, ecstatic that her girlfriend was clearly dominating the fight and had Nicole right where she wanted her. Spurred by the frenzied cheers of her new lover, Reese pulsed her leglock tighter, choking off more of Nicole's pained cries as her nails flashed and whipped, continuing the merciless punishment of Nicole's agonized crotch.

Nicole tried raising her legs to get them around Reese's neck to retaliate, but Reese paused her incessant clawing and hooked her arms under the redhead's thighs to hold them in place as her own legs tightened still more around Nicole's neck; refusing to be denied; the strain showing on Reese's flushed, sweaty face as she channeled all her strength into choking out the arrogant bitch on the floor below her.

As she promised Tara, Reese proceeded to grind her pussy into the flushed face of her redheaded rival as Nicole bounced her tight butt on the floor, bucking and gasping for breath; her distress eliciting ever louder jeers from Tara who was exciting herself beyond all reason as she watched Nicole's writhing struggles from the couch. With her legs trapped by Reese's muscular arms, her windpipe being compressed in her powerful leg scissors and her face being ground down by Reese's bare bottom, Nicole held on as best she could, rebelling against the tight contractions of the leg scissors as she flopped like a fish out of water, desperately fighting to avoid passing out. The scent of Reese's aroused snatch filled her nostrils as Reese ground her butt hard on her sweaty face.

Suddenly, a light bulb went on in Nicole's head, an idea that she thought might be her salvation. Straining furiously to get her face down lower until it was level with Reese's crotch where the blonde's excited scent flooded her flaring nostrils more strongly, Nicole's stuck out her pink tongue and lazily glided it around the swollen folds of Reese's labia. The sensation of Nicole's wet tongue sent a shiver up the blondes spine. Nicole's face, which was deep red from a lack of oxygen in the tight scissors and Reese's butt cheeks bouncing and rubbing it, now radiated optimism as she heard a heavy sigh from Reese's lips as she worked her tongue into Reese's dripping pussy. The scissors loosened a little but Reese, sensing a duplicitous ploy by Nicole in an attempt to gain the upper hand, quickly collected herself and fought back the rising sensation; her cute, shapely thighs giving another tight pulse to Nicole's windpipe stopping her tonguing. Reese delighted at the choking sounds she hear from beneath her ass from Nicole's gasping mouth. Turning her head to look back at Nicole, Reese's face radiated pity and contempt as she squeezed her legs harder.

"You think you present a dis-TRAC-tion? Make me cum so you can beat me?" Reese snarled at her trapped rival, punctuating her words with a pulse of her thighs which raised her hips and moved her pussy out of range of the redhead's flicking tongue. As the curvaceous blonde's legs worked Nicole's throat harder, her words were almost drowned out by the choked cries from the redhead as Reese's scissors reasserted itself. "Not a chance, bitch..."

Tara was on her feet, clapping excitedly and shouting encouragement as Reese's legs maintained the crushing compression of Nicole's throat; the blonde truly in her element as she sensed the redhead fading fast between her cute thighs as she remorselessly choking her. Her angelic face showed the strain of the squeezing hold but Nicole's desperate struggle to free herself grew less and less frantic as her energy waned rapidly without oxygen to fuel it. Nicole's legs slid down, falling open spread-eagled, her hips tilted up and her pussy exposed by Reese's movement. Reese's scissors left Nicole feeling totally vulnerable as she was held tight with Reese's ass and snatch grinding on her face.

But, Nicole still had a last trick up her sleeve! Nether Reese nor Tara knew it yet, Nicole had planned to spring it on them sometime this evening. But now in her position of disadvantage it appeared sooner was better than later because she could sense the darkness of unconsciousness lurking on the horizon of her agony, creeping forth to pull her under. Reese could feel Nicole's energy waning as her struggles weakened. She sensed the fight wasn't hers yet, but it would be quite soon. From her position on the couch where she was watching them, Tara was shouting enthusiastically.

"You did it, Reese! You kicked her ass!" Tara was joyous in her revelry as Reese appeared to have taken the haughty, arrogant bitch down for the final count. Tara quickly added, "Right on; you won the part!"

Feeling unconsciousness overtaking her, Nicole knew this was the time to reveal her hand. "You... didn't... win... anything... bitch!" she sputtered, spitting each word into Reese's yawning pussy like a knife cutting through the shared celebration building between Tara and her blonde lover.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Reese snapped as she froze atop Nicole, turning to direct the question back over her shoulder as Tara stopped hopping up and down and glared in shock from the couch, bewildered by the sudden outburst.

"I said…you're...not...getting the role," Nicole gasped between badly needed gulps of air. The redhead was grinning wickedly up at Reese as she went on, her words pinched between Reese's tightly clasped thighs. "Look...contract...in my pocket...see...for yourself..!"

Nicole's words hung in the air like a pall, completely changing the atmosphere in the room. There was something about the expression on her flushed, agonized face, that convinced both blondes to do as she suggested. Releasing the tight leg scissors and struggling to her feet, Reese ignored the redhead gagging at her feet and her own near-nudity and disheveled, but still very sexy appearance, as she joined Tara searching the pockets of Nicole's beige trench coat. They found a single piece of paper.

"Unfold it," Nicole sneered, sitting up and haughtily smirking at the two blonde sexpots.

When they did, to say the least they were shocked by what was written there! The paper was a professionally typewritten contract addressed to the producers of 'Bewitched' whom Nicole and Reese had met with privately and who had agreed to give Nicole the role of Samantha Stephens. They saw that Nicole had already signed the contract at the bottom of the page, and that there were two more spaces to be signed underneath her own signature: one space for Reese and the other for a third party. After looking over the contract, Reese looked back to Nicole, glaring at her with an expression of disbelief and indignation.

"And what makes you think I'll agree to this?" Reese asked Nicole, posing with one hand on her jutting hip, the other waving the contract dramatically. Her tone showing she expected a logical answer from her rival.

"Check the other pocket, hon, then I'll tell you," Nicole responded, standing up and looking Reese in the eye as she mimicked Reese's earlier taunt, showing she was unimpressed by both Reese's posture and her tone of voice.

Reese looked through the other pocket and produced a compact camera that felt empty of film. But there was something odd about the arrangement. Then in shock Reese, put two and two together at the same instant that Tara did. The smug look in Nicole's eyes as she stared back at Reese seemed to say everything.

"Where's the film?" Reese demanded, although by then she had a pretty good idea.

"At the drugstore, being developed," Nicole said, her voice dripping with a venomous parody of Reese's cheerful intonation from her recent movies. To save time, Nicole took a deep breath, pulled her naked-save-for-her-torn-stocking frame to its full height, and said, "I'm going to make this short and sweet. And I'm only going through it once so you don't misunderstand.

"You and Tara sign the contract, and your secret's safe with me. You don't and the photos I took of you two getting it on earlier will be plastered all over every paper who'll print them, even the tabloids!" she chucked derisively. Then she smirked at Tara. "Your little lovers squeaky clean image will be tarnished for a long time to come, and your career will go down the toilet right along with hers! And it'll all be YOUR fault!"

Although Nicole expected them to feel shame and embarrassment, Reese and Tara were more angry at the intrusion into their privacy than Nicole's blackmailing Reese into laying down and handing her the role of Samantha Stephens on a silver platter. They glared at Nicole openly, not liking the feeling of having been turned into pawns. It was Reese who spoke first, conceding that Nicole had her - for the time being - but offering a reminder as Tara glared daggers at the sneaky redhead; she hated being maneuvered into this position and she felt responsible for Reese losing the role of Samantha Stephens.

"I'm sure we'll BOTH sign this little contract of yours," Reese intoned softly, adding weight to her words to let Nicole know where the true responsibility belonged. Then she added, "But I'm gonna remember this little stunt the next time I run into you. Keep in mind hon, the next time we meet to settle our differences I'm going to be more than a little pissed off."

"I'll be waiting," Nicole sneered. "I look forward to it; very much! Now you bitches sign and let's be done with it!"

"I want those pictures," Reese said resignedly. "The negatives too...everything. You get our signatures but I get those or it's no deal!"

Nicole smiled and nodded. As soon as they signed, Nicole took the contract put on her trench coat and left. Reese and Tara spent an hour waiting and nervously pacing in strained silence before a messenger arrived with an envelope. Inside were two sets of pictures and the negatives! Pulling the photos out of the envelope, Reese looked them over while Tara sat quietly beside her, one arm around her slowly stroking her back. Reese turned and gave Tara a look intended to ease her feelings of responsibility for Reese failing to land the coveted role. Together they wordlessly vowed to get back at Nicole for her devious little stunt!