“Shit!” he mumbled and reached for the receiver in the dark. “Hello?” he groggily spoke into the phone.
“Karl, I have a business proposition for you,” the female voice began.
“Do you have any idea what time it is?” Karl mumbled looking at the ungodly hour on his digital clock.
But she knew exactly what time it was, in fact, her plan was to call when his senses would be at their absolute weakest and she’d succeeded!
“Karl, rumor has it that you might know a girl or two that are willing to get their hands dirty for a price and a little Hollywood recognition.” The voice continued in a rapid fire order to keep him off guard.
“Yeah I know a couple of girls, why?” he continued.
“Well get in touch with them and have them ready to roll at a moments notice.”
Before Karl could ask any more questions the line went dead. “That had to be the strangest calls that I had ever gotten,” he thought. If it weren’t for the dial tone, he’d have sworn he was still asleep and dreaming. But first thing the next morning, after he had his coffee and was wide awake, Karl placed a call to a friend of his.
“Hello Leeann, I think I have a job offer for you and one of your friends.”
Leeann Tweeden didn’t have a lot going on at the current time, so she listened as Karl described his strange middle of the night phone call.
“Tell me some more Karl,” she asked, but he didn’t k now anything else so this was just a preliminary phone call.
Karl waited all day and most of the night for a follow up phone call that never came. When he could no longer hold his head up, he pulled down the covers and slipped into bed.
“Maybe it WAS a dream,” he thought to himself. “What am I going to tell Leeann in the morning? That I’m nuts?”
For the second night in a row Karl was awaken from a sound sleep. As his mind raced trying to concentrate on the woman’s voice to try and gain some sort of recognition, she again got right to the point and ended the call before he was able to place it. The message was clear; his team of two women would be richly rewarded for a little assault on Muscle Beach the following day. Karl called Leeann and gave her all the details. She was very anxious to take on this little assignment, especially after Karl told a little white lie - that it was at the request of a big Hollywood director. Leeann was more then happy to make a good impression and she asked Nikki Ziering to accompany her to the beach. Two on two! The table was set. Nikki and Leeann counted on the element of surprise to help tip the scales in their favor.
Karl volunteered to drive the two combatants to the beach, explaining, “This way I can drop you off and they won’t see you coming.” They both knew that he had another motive when he picked them up, confirmed by the video camera in the back seat. “I’ll just watch from the parking lot,” he explained lamely. “You know, in case things get out of hand!”
Karen McDougal and Cori Nadine were on a concrete strip not far from the parking lot. Cori was laying flat on her back on a weight bench lifting a heavy barbell while Karen spotted for her. As Cori continued to pump iron, working up a healthy sweat, Karen noticed a car pulling into the parking lot. She was just about to warn Cori of potential trouble when she saw a lone male in the car, sitting and just looking over in their direction.
“Pervert!” Karen mumbled under her breathe keeping an eye towards the parking lot.
Leeann and Nikki crept stealthily across the sand unnoticed by the home team brunettes. They crept within striking range while Karen was still staring at the pervert in the parking lot as Cori struggled under the weight of the bar, wondering why Karen wasn’t helping her replace the bar in its cradle.
Leeann nodded to Nikki and the pair swung into action. Karl waited to he saw them make their move and he stepped out of his car with his camera in hand. Karen turned to angrily storm over to the man when she was hit from behind and tackled to the sand. Cori didn’t fair as well…
Leeann had leaped onto Cori, straddling her waist and slamming the heavy weight bar across her throat. Cori struggled to breathe as her eyes bugged out. A moment ago she was struggling to lift the weight bar alone; now with Leeann’s weight leaning heavily on the bar, she was in deep trouble. Leeann, wanting to end this early, raised her knee high and drove it downward, cunt-busting Cori! The cruel brunette held her knee in place, grinding it painfully from side to side as Cori’s eyes began to flutter. The muscular brunette was on the verge of darkness and Leeann was mentally counting her easily won reward (and wondering just how big a part this little action scene she was going to score when Karl showed the director the video.)
While Cori was handling Cori with ease, Nikki had ridden Karen down to the ground, knocking the wind out of her. Not letting her fellow Class of ’97 Playmate up, Nikki pulled Karen’s hair, twisting her neck back at a painful angle, then holding Karen’s head in place with her left hand intertwined in the brunette’s hair, Nikki started driving punches to her face with her right fist. Once she’d softened Karen up, Nikki stood up and kicked Karen over onto her back with a boot to the ribs. Karen let out a grunt as she rolled over gasping, just as Nikki stradded her and dropped her ass down right on Karen’s belly. Karen’s feet shot up as all the remaining air in her lungs went whoosing out between her gaping lips. While Karen huffed and puffed trying in vain to catch her breath, Nikki stared at Karen’s luscious breasts; straining to be released from tiny top of her bikini.
“Here, lemme help you outta that!” Nikki said aloud.
But rather then simply pulling the bikini top down, she grabbed between the cups and reared back as she yanked it up and off, lifting Karen’s shoulders off the ground as her tits came bounding out to greet daylight. Nikki was really, really, tempted to work over Karen’s breasts (remembering how they’d mauled each others mammaries in a previous meeting written by Kit) but just as she bared her claws, Nikki herd Cori’s gurgle and gasp as Leeann strangled her with the weight bar. She so liked the sound that she used Karen’s bikini top, which she still had clutched in her hands, and wrapped the thin strip of cloth across Karen’s throat. It was now Karen’s turn to gasp at the irony of being strangled with her own top!
Leeann looked over at her partner and nodded with approval as she felt Cori’s thrashing and bucking struggles fading. Just then in an act of desperation, Karen kicked up with both legs up, kneeing Nikki in the kidneys and sending her flying headfirst off of her perch. Whipping her bikini top away, Karen quickly rolled over on her hands and knees and crawled after Nikki who just made it to a sitting position before Karen dove on her, flattening her tits with a hard shoulder tackle and knocking the blonde flat on her back!
The fight was only a few minutes old and already both were showing signs of the battle. Briefly they rolled end over end as each struggled to maintain the dominant position but with the last roll, Nikki ended up beneath Karen and despite her best efforts, she was unable to unseat the Playmate. Karen drew back her fist and smashed it down against the jaw of her blonde rival, snapping Nikki’s head sharply to the side. Nikki’s head lolled back to a centered position as she struggled to focus her eyes on Karen who was in the process of winding up again, cranking her right fist back to deliver another devastating blow.
But just as Karen was about to send her fist back down on target, Nikki shot her hands up, digging her newly manicured for the occasion nails into Karen’s bare breasts. Karen let out a blood-chilling scream as Nikki went to work, digging in with all ten sharp nails! Karen still launched her punch, but by now her thoughts were elsewhere and the blow didn’t have anything behind it. Karen told herself to ignore the pain in her breasts even as she felt the first trickle of blood running down her belly from several deep wounds.
Angrily cranking back her fist again, Karen drove home another blow, this much stronger then the last. She felt the pain subside slightly as her shattering punch struck home on the side of Nikki’s tightly clenched jaw. Her relief only lasted a moment, however, for Nikki dug back in stubbornly, figuring it was her beste and possibly only, chance at freedom. After two or three more punches, Karen at last heaved a sigh of relief as Nikki’s grip slipped as her eyes rolled back in her head. Karen shook out the pain from her fist, then tried to rub the pain away from her ravaged breast. Looking down at her swollen, scarred breast, Karen saw red; literally!
“You’re going to pay for that, you freakin’ bitch!” Karen growled in a low, snarl as she ripped Nikki’s bikini top in two between the cups, threw the halves back and stabbed her fingernails deep into the blonde’s tender breast meat.
Leeann heard Karen’s threat and she jumped off of Cori and came charging to the rescue of her friend. Karen, filled with rage, had completely forgotten about Cori, Leeann and everything else for the moment, so she never knew the danger that was rapidly approaching until Leeann slammed into her and drove her forearm into the back of her skull~ The rabbit punch snapped Karen’s head and neck forward, sending her collapsing on Nikki’s chest. Looking for something to use as a handle to drag Karen off Nikki, Leeann sank her hands into the nearest thing she could find, Karen’s bikini bottom. With a mighty yank, Leeann jerked Karen’s lower body up, wedging the thin crotch of the swimsuit deep into her ass and pussy!
Holding Karen over Nikki by the back of her bikini, Leeann grabbed Karen between her legs with her other hand, digging into the sensitive flesh with a crotch claw. Karen screamed bloody murder, thrashing her legs as Leeann used the new found handle to drag Karen across the sand toward the ocean. Things for the former Playmate of the Year went from bad to worse because not only was Leeann dragging her by the most sensitive skin on a woman’s body, as she dragged her over the beach, coarse beach sand was being literally rubbed into the wounds on her mauled breasts and the fine grains of sand felt like tiny shards of broken glass against her formerly flawless flesh.
Karen’s scream of agony helped bring Cori back to life, but first she had to do something to get the weight off of her before she could get back into the fight. Like any weightlifter who trained by herself once in awhile, Cori never put the collars on the weight bar to hold the weights in place and as she struggled to lift the bar on one side, soon it was tilted enough, the weights on that end of the bar slid off, crashing to the sand. With no counterbalance, the bar snapped back the opposite direction and those weights fell off as well. Now free, Cori dropped the bar and sat up, rubbing the ache in her throat.
Cori grabbed her water bottle, took a swig, rinsed her mouth and spit it out. The next deep swig of cold water soothed the burning in her throat as she forced herself to rise up off of the weight bench. By the time Cori was on her feet, Leeann already had Karen at the water’s edge. Somewhere on her journey across the sand, Karen’s bikini bottom material had failed and Leeann had to content herself with dragging Karen, tits down, the rest of the way across the sand by her ankles.
Now dropping Karen’s legs at the water’s edge, Leeann took great satisfaction in kicking Karen, rolling her over and over until she rolled her out into ankle deep water. Karen sputtered as waves broke over her face, taking in a big mouthful of the Pacific in the process. The salt water stung and burned her ravaged breasts nearly as much as the sand had, although with less lasting effects. Seeing the next series of waves rolling ashore, Leeann reached down, grabbed Karen’s hair and plunged her head underwater, holding her down as Karen’s arms and legs flailed trying to make hurt Leeann enough that she might gain her freedom.
As she began to drown, Karen’s thoughts went back to the pervert in the car in the parking lot. Was he there to distract her or was he there to tape this battle. Whatever his role, if he was part of this he’d done his job and done it well. “Where’s Cori?” she wondered as she struggled for breath, trying to inhale between crashing waves as she struggled against Leeann’s grip on her hair. Leeann was having a grand old time holding Karen underwater and she wondered why she’d even brought Nikki along. All the blonde had done was stall Karen a couple of minutes while she took out Cori.
“Maybe I’ll kick her ass and cut her out of the pot,” Leeann reasoned.
But Leeann knew if she’d taken on both Karen and Cori alone she wouldn’t have faired as well as she thought she was. Then again, she never heard Cori’s rapidly approaching footsteps in the sand from behind, either. Leeann had just pulled Karen’s head out of the water so she could force the brunette Playmate make eye contact with her as she asked, “So Karen, who runs this beach now?” Leeann was going to dunk Karen’s head underwater one last time and hold it there until she passed out.
But Karen was looking up at Leeann and could see Cori thundering across the sand behind Leeann and answered, “Me and Cori rule the beach!”
Leeann suppressed a laugh, thinking Karen was being stupidly defiant to the end. She admired that, but now it was time to wrap this up and get the hell out of here, take a shower to get the sand and salt water from her body and give herself some much needed ‘pleasuring’ as she relived the sexually arousing sensation of having complete and total control of Karen’s incredible body.
“Nice try Karen! But you're about to go under for the third time. And Cori? HA…I kicked Cori’s overrated AAAAAAAA…ssssssssssshhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttt.”
Leeann screamed as Cori grabbed her by the hair from behind and pulled her back into her knee which she drove forward with an impact that made it feel like it was chiseled from granite. Cori’s knee scored a direct hit to Leeann’s spine, causing the lingerie model to gasp in pain as she arched her back. Cori wrapped both powerful arms around the smaller girl’s upper body, trapping Leeann’s hands at her sides. Then Leeann’s feet left the sand when Cori lifted, crushing her in a bearhug with all her considerable might. Next, Leeann felt herself falling, then Cori drover her knee up into the crack of Leeann’s ass as she brought her crashing down onto it.
Leeann felt the shock reverberate all the way up her spine until it felt like her fillings were about to be shaken out of her teeth. Cori lifted Leeann up again, this time bending over backwards to generate maximum force on her lower back. As Cori crushed away, she also shook Leeann violently from side to side. The helpless Leeann looked like one of those Elvis novelty clocks where his legs pendulum back and forth from the hips. Leeann had already been defeated by the mighty Cori Nadine, now she was just praying for her torment to come to a quick and merciful end.
Karen regained her feet and stood watching Cori take out Leeann but she didn’t feel like she should simply stand and watch - especially since her stinging breasts kept reminding her of what Leeann had done to her. So she stepped forward and reached out with her left hand. Cori felt Leeann’s legs stop swaying wildly from side to side and saw Karen had grabbed Leeann’s left leg. Karen rammed her right fist up between her attacker’s legs with a brutal uppercut... TH…WUNK!
Cori felt Leeann’s body shudder from the impact and lowered her feet on the ground, ending her brutal crushing and just restraining her for Karen. After all, Leeann had put Karen through hell and it was time to let her friend take a little payback. Karen smiled at Cori’s gesture and as she went to work blasting an entire salvo of punches into Leeann’s large breasts, SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
Leeann made a series of little sqeaking grunts each time Karen’s knuckles pounded her tits flat, “Uunnnnhhh! Urkkkkk! Uhhhhh! Oooooohhhhhhhhh!”
Nikki finally sat up and staggered to her feet, looking around for Leeann. When she saw her friend getting her ass kicked by two women down at the shoreline, Nikki looked back to the parking lot and saw Karl; his video camera rolling. She was trying to make up her mind what to do; the parking lot was a lot closer and looked very inviting. Karl lowered the camera and waved and shouted at her. She strained to hear what he was saying over the roar of the incoming tide.
“Help Leeann; those two cunts are killing her!”
Nikki looked back at the carnage and knew she HAD to get back in the fight. Win or lose. Besides, Karl was filming and she didn’t want to look like a coward when it was made public! Forcing her muscles to respond, Nikki began to lumber toward the melee.
“I’ll sneak up behind McDougal,” Nikki thought. “We might not win the war, but that bitch is gonna get hers; I’ll make damn sure of that!” As she closed the distance between herself and Karen, Nikki’s pace quickened as her muscles began to respond, feeling they had a purpose again. “I’ll kill the bitch!” Nikki cranked back with her fist as she started running toward the trio. “Maybe, just maybe, I can drop her with one big punch, then if I stall Cori long enough, Leeann can get back in the fight,” Nikki thought. “With two of us against one…”
A split second before impact and Karen’s almost certain decapitation…
“DUCK!” Cori screamed a warning to her friend.
But Karen had just picked up a rapidly approaching shadow on the sand and knew could only be Nikki - or worse, a fresh fighter in the conflict! Nikki tried to hold back as Karen ducked out of view - but it was too late! THUNK! The punch she’d planned for Karen which would turn the tide of battle, instead flattened Leeann’s nose, spreading it across her face! Nikki stopped and stared with her hands over her mouth in shock as the crimson faucets began to flow bright red from Leeann’s busted beak.
Karen swung around behind Nikki and grabbed her long blonde hair, swung her around and then dropped her with a swinging neck breaker! Cori felt it was OK to let go of Leeann, letting the dazed and bloody brunette crumple to the sand. Cori swung a thick, muscular leg over her and sat down on her; a front row seat where she could watch Karen take Nikki apart, bit-by-luscious-bit. God! How she hated big breasted blondes! Nikki flat on her back and spread-eagled, was in no position to resist when Karen dropped on her chest crushing her heavy breasts beneath her ‘Playmate of the Year’ butt.
“Nikki dear; on Muscle Beach we have a tradition; it’s known as the ‘victory ride.’ Now, it’s time to initiate you into our little club...”
When Nikki realized what Karen was saying, all she could do is let out a scream that was quickly muffled….
“Noooo….mmmmmpppppffffffffff…”
Karen looked over at Cori who was seated on Leeann whose arms were helplessly pinned at her sides and sighed, “You know Cori I really wanna get that video tape. Irish would love watcing it.” But as she motioned with her head toward the parking lot, Karl was already long gone!