Melyssa Ford vs Vida Guerra
vs
With an Interlude from Carmen Electra
Things have slowed
down a bit... in Sin City... Okay well
maybe enough for people to catch their breath from the huge influx of
catfighting cunts that have been rampaging mindlessly through this fine
family establishment of fun that is, Las Vegas! But while
the out-of-towners have been filing out and flying out! Some,
like this fool here? Have not been so lucky "LEMME OUTTA HERE YA
FUCKIN, LOSERS!!!!
They
all looked at each other as she kept up her shrieking RANT, making this the
hardest two-day celebrity cell holdover, and NOT in the hard way that they'd
become accustomed to with some of these bitches that they'd dragged down here
from the last few weeks of catfighting cunts that'd been kicked and tossed to
the curb like yesterdays GARBAGE! She kept on fuckin ranting, like a goddamn
cat scratching a CHALK-BOARD and finally Wilkes snapped as he knew for a fact
that she was ALLLLREADY, in deep shit, but this constant crying and whining and
wailing and NAME CALLING!!?!? Didn't this bitch understand that she was in the
hands of the law, and MOUTHING OFF WAS ONLY MAKIN IT WORSE! Never mind that she'd
already gotten her ass handed to her which landed her here!
HEY!?!?! YEAH YOU, BALDY!!!! I WANT MY
LAWYER!!!! I NEED NEW CLOTHES AND MY FRIENDS GONNA VISIT IN A FEW
HOURS, I NEED OUTTA HERE BEFORE THE BASTARD GETS HERE!!!!" she shook at
the bars, for all the good it did!
Maybe you'll bleed to death and finally your stupid Greek ass'll be QUIET! U
AIN'T GETTIN OUTTA THAT CELL!!!!
But
that only made her angrier "First of all, I’M NOT GREEK,
ASSHOLE!!!! Second? ARE U FUCKIN GUYS NEW!?!?! WHERE
THE FUCK IS ANDY!?!? U KNOW WHO THE FUCK
I AM, GET CAPTAIN ANDY TAMERSON DOWN HERE, NOW!!!!!
OR ELSE U FUCKIN BEAT
COPS'LL B DOIN THE FULL
MONTY, VIVA LOS VEGAS
EDITION!!!! YOU FOOLS'LL BE AT MY CLUB SOLDIER BOYIN
FOR THE GAY COMMUNITY OF VEGAS!!!!
You
know what?" Peterson had heard enough! Who the fuck does this NOBODY
think she's fuckin TALKIN TO!?!?!
But
Wilkes was only shakin his head as he realized that Capt. Tamerson had let her
ass offa the hook wayyyy too many
fuckin times, and he knew! This
bitch still doesn't GET IT, dumb ass, stupid ass, stupid fuckin "PIPE DOWN
BITCH BEFORE WE GIVE YA SOME MORE NYTOL, TA
HELP U GETCHER Z'S!!!!
YOU
CAN'T KEEP ME IN HERE!!!! LEMME OUTTA THIS CELL YA PENCIL-DICKED, DICKLESS,
DICKS!!!!! I'M A STAR, YA FUCKIN HERE ME!?!? YA HURD MEH!!!!
I'MA GOD DAMN CERTIFIED STAR, U FUCKIN WAGE SLAVE SLOB SLAVES!!!!
PUBLIC SERVANTS SHOULD OBEY
THEIR BETTERS AND U BETTER GET MEH OUTTA HERE, NOW!!!!
That... was the last fuckin straw and she
could see it on their faces as they picked up their night sticks, got outta
their seats... and started heading towards her cell "You loudmouth
little one-hit fuckin, trailer park-piece-a-TRASH! U THINK THIS
IS THE FUCKIN PLAYBOY MANSION, BITCH!her
eyes actually widened as Ofc. Peterson got up with his nightstick and
smashed it through the top wooden bar of the back of his fuckin chair! She knew
right then and there... that ain't no normal nightstick! He glared at her as
the others kicked over their hard, uncomfortable,
wooden chairs! They'd been doing shift work watching her ass ‘round the
fuckin clock since her "friends", managed to skip out on her. And
since they had already "escaped" from Las Vegas, it was
made crystal clear... that no one else would "U THINK THIS IS FUCKIN FUN
FOR US!?!?!
"Well, see?" oh God, they "N-n-n-now boys?" thank God
none of you are Black, that would-of so fucked-me-over-more "Come on now
guys? Just, just settle down, heh. Ya know, laugh it off, heh." CRAP! Me and my big-fuckin-MOUTH!
Wilkes
told her "I served three fuckin tours in Iraq bitch, think I wanna come
back here and hear your whiny stuck-up ass, badmouthin MEH!”
She
IMMEDIATELY WINCED as she started to back away from the cell bars
"I-I-I-I SU-SUPPORTED THE TROOPS," she gave him a nervous smile as
the look on his face reminded her of her deceased Uncle Veste,
Vietnam Vet "I-I-I TIED A YELLOW, oh God, I have the THE STICKER! YELLOW RIBBON, ON MY JAGUAR!" DOH! That's
not HELPING! She could see by the look in his eyes that he wasn't
fuckin around anymore so she gave him an even EXTRA HELPING of nervous
smile and chuckle as she told him "T-t-tie a yellow ribbon, a-around my
butt? Heh, uhh, can't-c-can't u, u know? Take a joke? I mean, u-u-uuuu” she
pointed at them scared as fuck “don't have ta come any closer, I was
just?" FUCK! "I was, k, c now, u really oughta NOT unlock that"
oh God, its Women In Prison Volume 8 starring ME, Carmen Electra as raped
bitch behind BARS!?!? OH GOD!?!? "L-l-look, look, I" she
smiled at them, at least tried to smile in a semi-not-so-scared-shitless
fashion... It didn't work, she still looked scared shitless as her throat got
reallll dry "I'm sorry, I'm rrrreally sorry, but I've
been, oh God don't come any closer. I've been cooped up in here for DAYS! LITERAL,
DAYS!!!! And uhhh, my periods about
ta, c'mon, ya know that’s… just? Just is something that kinda happens and uhh.
I'm? HAH-HAH-HAH, U KNOW ME, loopy!" she looked back-and-forth between
them as she knew that fighting them? These weren't no catfighting celebrities and, but ya see "I'm
just, so ZANY! YA KNOW! I'd, I'd offer some sex but, I'm kinda, ya know
uncomfortable because of the whole pain-of-death look that-uhh, you guys are
givin me here... Funny-funny-funny, PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!!”
His nightstick stopped inches from her forehead as they heard someone
clearing their throat behind them... with a slow turn they saw Captain Tamerson
standing there as he quietly asked them "Now I know she's a pain, but come
on? We've been given specific orders. Let’s not get on the same shit list as
our scheming guest here.”
They
all murmured and nodded "Right Cap." "Yeah." "Sure,
whatever." as they grumbled and filed their way out of this holding cell
to return to their VERY SPECIFIC guard duty of Carmen, and CARMEN ALONE
"That mouths gonna get you this time." "Fuckin bitch needs to
shut her fuckin mouth for once." "Your friends mighta escaped, but
you ain't goin nowhere bitch." "Soon, you'll see, verrrry
soon..."
Once
they had all abandoned cell... Carmen was still
staring in shock as Las Vegas Police Captain Andy Tamerson, glared down at her
and then... smiled "Looks like your butt-kickin wasn't good enough to
teach you some manners, Carmen?”
She
took his extended hand and slowly got up as she told him "Andy-Pooh, why
are you keeping me here? I thought u and I wuz 'special'"
"Because you done fucked up woman." "Huh?" she wrinkled her
face up and then tried to recall how she could have "Besides getting my ASS
BEAT in front of the whole world, then getting DUMPED
by my so-called ABA teamMATES! What else have I accidentally,
blundered into this time, gracefully of course?!?!" He shook his head at
her as she asked him "Come on Andy-Pooh, haven't I always been good to
you?" she pouted as she put her arms around his neck and drew in close to
him while she could see the cold vacant stare, echoed in his eyes "What's
wrong baby, just tell me," then she nodded "I'm woman enough ta
handle it, even if my pride's a little badly bruised right now. You knowww
I'll do anything to get out of here now... Anything for you Andy Pooh..."
she started to slid down his body until he abruptly shoved her onto her ass,
causing her to yelp!
Then
as she stared up at him in disbelief he simply told her, as he looked down at
her "You are beyond my help this time. I would suggest you keep your mouth
SHUT for the duration of your stay... He is coming... and he is NOT pleased
with you." with that he turned as Carmen scrambled behind him begging him
to "TELL ME!?!? ANDY WHAT DID I DO WRONG!?!?! ANDY
WAIT!!!!" she grabbed his leg and held on for dear life "I've been in
here for DAYS!!!! I'm not some CRIMINAL! I
DON'T DESERVE THIS!!!! I KNOW,
I know I have issues BUT I DON'T DESERVE TA BE LOCKED-UP!?!?!
WHY WON'T U HELP MEH!?!? AT LEAST TELL MEH Y I'M STILL HERE!?!? WHY CAN'T I GET
OUT!?!?! WHY!?!?"
But
"Andy Pooh" simply shrugged her off his leg with a disgusted grunt as
he told her with about as much compassion as an English executioner "I
told you years ago to keep your mouth, SHUT! But you wouldn't listen,
which is why you're by your fuckin self now!”
Carmen
tried to scramble to the cell door as he slammed it in her FACE! Causing
her to whine like the pathetically trapped bitch she was
"ANDY, PLEAZ!?!? DON'T LEAVE ME IN HERE!!!! NOT
HERE!!!! U KNOW I CAN'T STAND IT!!!!! AT LEAST TELL ME
WHY MY BAIL ISN'T BEING HONORED!!!!! I DEMAND TO SPEAK TO SOMEONE!!!! MY
PHONE CALL, I WANT MY PHONE CALL AND A HAM SANDWICH FOR STRENGTH!!!!!
MY BODY FOR A HAM SANDWICH AND A PHONE CALLLLL!!!! ANDY!?!?ANNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDYYYYY!!!! YIPE!"
soon as she saw the guards come round the corner she IMMEDIATELY
SHUT-UP!!!!
But
while Captain Tamerson ascended from out of the depths of his special
cell wards, he sighed because word had reached him that he still had a ton of
other catfighting wanna-be celebs and shit, scouring
the city for an unfinished contract on Jeri Ryan "It's gonna be a long
night," he mumbled to himself "A really long night."
Let's
leave Carmen to her privacy, and Captain Tamerson to his complaining, and take
a trip to another part of Sin City where one of the larger local clubs has
found a way to really make a hefty sum off of the recent events...
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The Catfight Club
The
darkness of the Catfight Club was what always drew the high profile clients to
it. The paparazzi couldn’t get in, and the things that went on here, never got
out, which was PERFECT! But even as the crowds were settling down for the main
eventer for the night, the owner was busy sitting behind her two-way mirrored
overlooking office, licking her chops at how she’d brokered this little deal
from the fallout of the Fab-5 and others, visiting her city “I know they’ve
gotta be dying to sink those pretty little claws of theirs into each others
delicate flesh?” she murmured. With a smile filled with the worst of
intentions, she listened as her assistant filled her in on all of the trash
talking that both bitches had been doing in their VIP dressing rooms. But when
her assistant had finished, she’d heard all that she needed to hear so she told
her obviously anxious flunky “Just, move the meat into position, okay? The
animals are restless and they’re in for one hell of rump roast tonight.” She
loved the snide little sexy comeback about her comment, but she didn’t hesitate
to tell her assistant that “Ohhh, yes I know that was tasteless but still?” and
she looked oh-so-innocent, as she adjusted her headset and cued up the DJ with
just a press of a button “I couldn’t possible pass up on that one. These two
bitches hate each other, if memory serves?” as soon as her assistant confirmed
it, our mystery Catfight Club owner smiled as she knew all too well what it
felt like to beat the crap out of a bitch that she really hated “Make sure that
they’re all oiled up and ready to go. I’ve gotten the ring,” she hissed softly
at the irony “allllll hot and wet for these two haughty-little, naughty-little,
vamped, video vixen tramps.”
On cue… the multiple circular stages all
around the club… began to come to life, lighting up around their bases… as the
Catfight Clubs “Dancing Darlings”, begin to show their skills… while the
menacing horns from Trick Daddy’s song, Shut Up, began to blare! The Catfight
Club… was really… a combination of futuristic looking interiors mixed with
ancient architecture. The Dancing Darlings were also the mainstay catfighters
at the club, but they often made way for main events that came to town, or
“specially catered events” for the most elite of the elite that frequented our
mystery owner’s establishment. To call it huge… would just mean typical in Sin
City, but the Catfight Club looked like a one-level flat pavilion from the
outside. The dark blood burgundy building was land marked by its four black
marble obelisks that dominate the four corners of the building. The veins of
gold that streaked the obelisks marked it well for the unique activities that
go on inside. The entire block, including the indoor valet parking, provides a
paparazzi proof entry and exit for people to enjoy the sins of the city, that
much more. Usually shrouded in dim-light, the main sections were a deep
burgundy in color and designs. Only the main walkways were black marble and
only a fool would doubt the cost of inlaying this shit. If you were important
enough, you got to go to the heart of the club, where you followed the black
marble pathways till you started seeing random veins of gold. Once you reached
that main set of double doors? Behind that, was where all the real fun was at…
Once the goons at these doors cleared you,
then you were set for a night you’d never forget. Once you got inside and then
followed the black marble path straight ahead through the 3-T-intersections, it
all opened up… to a HUGE series of staggered levels that descended gradually,
just like the marble pathway that cut through it. The waitresses were all
decked out Victorian-style in lace, garters, t-strings, g-strings and corsets.
Racy lingerie was the word everyday, and the damn near movie-theater like
darkness, made it hard to spot who was who, but the dancing platforms? Some
were built into the sides of the structure like balconies, while others were
evenly spaced amongst the tables on their particular level. But it was the main
marble path that steadily cut down the center of this huge rectangular layout…
that held everyone’s attention once again. You see… the pathway descended as a
walkway towards the sunken semi-circle of this structure that gave a real Roman
gladiatorial feel to it. Here’s where the real VIP’s sat. But this too was
simply all show, as one of tonight’s special guest catfighters, was working the
walkway with more than enough swagger to stop traffic, time, and reality itself…
Vida continued her walk down into the
darkness, descending past the last set of aisles that branched off and led to
the seats of the Iris Amphitheater section of the Catfight Club. The red lights
started to illuminate the place, a trademark sign of the club that catfighting
was about to begin. Vida was soaking in the attention that she knew her oiled
up body was attracting from those in attendance tonight. I agreed to this, she
smirked, because it beats a night in jail. I didn’t realize that things had
gotten that tight here in SC, but that’s okay though. Now’s my chance to get
rid of one of these other Bounty Hunting Bitches and I’ve already made a pretty
penny on agreeing to this shit. She laughed to herself as she said softly “Now
it really is, Game On, bitch.”
The sound system was pounding hard as her
heels hit the marble while she made her way towards the ring. She’d come to Sin
City to collect the huge bounty that was on Jeri Ryan’s head. The ABA had sent
the word far and wide that they wanted their one-time-White-bitch bandmate,
TERMINATED! Sure enough, the Bounty Hunting Bitches started to show up as the
Fab-4 was getting closer and closer to facing off against their hated rivals,
the ABA. Even as the Fab-4 fought against the various stables of Stone Rage’s
Battle Zone League, unknown and unnamed new catfighting cunts and cuties were
closing in on the city thanks to the ABA… as well as the unknown attention of
the various underground elements of Sin City. But even as Vida was switching
her ass with all of her customary sass, her bitter rival was also high-heeled
haughty-and-naughty, as she was coming in from the exact opposite direction as
the Cuban American catfighter!
Making her way down this dimly lit path on
the other side of the Iris Amphitheater and feeling the surge of emotion in the
moment from the music, Melyssa Ford was moving, stepping in her stiletto’s in
synch with the ill-intention anthem of MIA. The betting pool was open and the
waitresses were quickly collecting the betting cards as both Vida and Melyssa
were steps closer to reaching the ring, affectionately known as The Pit. Both
bitches had been drawn to Sin City to collect the money that the ABA had posted
up. But as both walked it and worked it, the sultry voice of the woman who had
interceded before they could tear each other to pieces on the street… came over
the PA system oozing all of her sexy-seductiveness “I’m bringin sexy back, and
I’m sure you ladies and gentlemen have to agree that tonight’s main event…
exudes exactly what a sexy back means. My friends and fans of the
Catfight Club, please place your bets before these two beautiful beauties beat
the hell out of each other.”
As soon as Vida and MeFord reached the Pit
and moved into the circular clearing, they stood there as they had been told
earlier, putting their hands on their hips as they both saw behind the other,
sliding iron wrought bars slip into position and then LOCK! Meanwhile, their
hostess came back over the PA system as a red-spotlight shone down on Vida and
MeFord “As you can see, both of these bitches are built to last in the bedroom,
and in the ring.” The crowd silently agreed as some finished their betting,
while others enjoyed the view of these two scantily clad catfighters “Quickly
now, these two ladies are part of an ever-expanding undercurrent in the
Catfight Circuits, of free-agent fighters that have become affectionately known
as; Bounty Hunting… Bitches…” Vida shifted her eyes around to look at the
multi-layered ring of spectators that were anxiously awaiting the words from
her sponsor, while MeFord folded her arms across her chest as the Voice
continued “They have no actual long term contracts in any one league and they
tend to move wherever money and opportunity afford for themselves, as well as
their careers. These two are here looking for former ABA member, Jeri Ryan.
However, the streets are a little too hot now, so I invited them in to cool off
here… for your viewing pleasure… and I knowww that these ladies won’t
disappoint.”
Now Vida folded her arms across her chest
as she nodded slightly, never taking her eyes off of MeFord as the Voice
stalled a wee-bit longer to make sure that all of the bets were in “Our lovely
Latina hails from Cuba originally, but is All-American from New Jersey. She
measures out in a delicious black ensemble bra and t-string at a mouthwatering;
5’ 3, 36c, and you know the milk-truck is definitely NOT busted” Vida winked
“25-37, my God… what I would do with all that lovely Latina ass. I’d be in
confession for days.” A few chuckles went up as well as a few random Spanish
salutes to the Cuban American mercenary, but the Voice was quick to add “She’s
pure power boys and girls, and she loves a good pounding, as long as she
delivers the knockout blow, and with lips like those? Mmm-hmmm, she could blow
me away anytime, baby.” Vida looked up towards sky wondering where the Voice
was, but loving her sexy little undertones “I give you my good people, the
Valiant, the Vivacious, Vida Guerra.” Without warning the crowd actually
erupted which both ladies had been warned about by the Voice, but to go from
Trick Daddy’s song to a wild, LOUD and RANDY APPLAUSE!!!! From outta nowhere!?!? Vida surged with
energy at the loud support of the crowd and she went with it by raising her
hands under this bizarre red spotlight and playing to the crowd, even giving
them a nice slow winding turn to highlight her perfect ass…
Then as soon as the last whistle died
down, the Voice started up “Someone asked me the other day; who framed Roger
Rabbit? I’d have to say it was this woman. Hailing from North of the Border,
from Toronto, Canada. Our Nordic neighbors have unleashed a lovely little beast
who is quite the beauty… with all that booty” Melyssa raised an eyebrow as the
Voice pointed out that “Even cartoon curves have limits, but this lovely breaks
those limits and shows us a real life lesson in art. Another powerhouse, this
is gonna be a great fight my friends. Standing at 5’ 4, with numbers like 34c,
which means more Vitamin-D for me” the crowds chuckling murmurs and agreement
weren’t wasted as the Voice added “22 waist, I’m almost jealous, allll most.
And a 36 size engine to power those gams, oh my? Often times termed after
Jessica Rabbit, let me present to you tonight from Toronto by way of the ATL,
the Menace that is… Melyssa Ford.” AGAIN, the crowd ERUPTED OUTTA NOWHERE!!!!
But it put a big-ole-smile on Melyssa’s face and she turned slowly under her
red spotlight till she was back to facing Vida on the far side of the ring.
Then the Voice told the crowd “It’s time my friends. We have two evenly matched
catfighters here who have been chomping at the bit to sink their claws into
each other. Vida’s powered by a 37 size engine, while Melyssa, also known as
MeFord. MeFord, or her Ford, is powered by a 36. They’re both easy on the eye,
and obviously built to bash and/or, be bashed, so who are you riding with? Last
Call for the Cuban versus the Canadian…” soon as she got the signal that
everything was done, the Voice immediately purred “All bets are in” Vida and
MeFord got ready as the Voice moaned “and all bets between these two bitches,
are off, ATTACK!” THE CROWD CAME TO
LIFE AGAIN AS VIDA AND MELYSSA RAN ACROSS THE FLOOR AT EACH OTHER!!!!
Their opening moves were as simplistic as
the way they were dressed! A hard right hooked nothing but air for MeFord, as
she sidestepped a right from Vida in her black high heels! They were both
wearing practically the same thing. Black bras, black thongs, black high heels
and thick glittering diamond wristbands with matching diamond chokers! They
were both fighting under red lights as the sound system began to slowly play a
mixture of Shut Up and the instrumental of Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake. The
crowd was responded as both these oiled up Bounty Hunting Bitches took hard
haymakers at each other at the same time they were trying to avoid getting hit
by them! So what you got was some hard ass hits to open air with a lotta swipes
and swings with not one connection! People were trying to figure out if it was
because these two were that GOOD… or that BAD!?!?
The Voice… looked down from her elevated
and enclosed vantage point with an easy eye for seeing fact from fiction
“They’re not nearly as polished as I’d hoped. Serves me right for booking them,
but? They’re eager” she watched as MeFord came in hard and threw an upper-cut
and then darted back just like a rabbit as she whiffed and then got the hell
outta the way of Vida’s response “They hate each other, that much is clear. Its
nerves, that much I’m sure of.” But her assessment of these two was being made
aloud, but low, for a reason. Her headset was still on, but not to the outside
crowd, but to her assistant, who was quickly telling her “Madame, I just got
word that something is going on with the Black Pagans.” “Oh really?” that
definitely had the statuesque former Queen of Catfighting’s attention. A
problem with the Black Pagans “I want you to look into it immediately. This may
be my chance to gain some ground on that bastard Geese.” Lord knows I’m tired
of playing second fiddle to him “Get to work at once, put Michelle on duty
now.” “Yes, ma’am.”
Meanwhile in the Pit, MeFord closed in
again and finally caught Vida with a good right hand to her tits, but then she
took one to her own! With a wince she traded two more with Vida and then tried
to back off, but Vida wasn’t havin that “Not this time.” Vida mumbled and
shouldered right into MeFord’s TITS “UH!” MeFord staggered to a stop, but Vida
quickly threw a right that MeFord barely moved her face aside, only to take a
left to her shoulder! Soon as Vida heard MeFord groan and sway she went for
more but MeFord quickly locked up with her with an animalistic outcry! The two
of them strained against each other… groaning with the effort as they bore down
on each other… till MeFord smiled at Vida, which confused the crap outta the
Cuban cutie? Fuck is she? “OW!!!!” fuckin slutty-ass-bitch of a “OW!!!!” SHIT!
YOU “OW, FUCK!!!!” The third headbutt forced Vida to let go as she clutched her
forehead and staggered back reeling in pain! MeFord closed the gap between them
with a right-handed HAYMAKER FROM SOMEWHERE AROUND THE STRIP! AND VIDA ATE ALL
OF IT “AAAAH-UH!!!!” She staggered to her left nearly getting lifted off her
high heels as her hands were actually blasted away from trying to cover her
aching head from MeFord’s earlier HEADBUTTS! FUCKIN, BULL-DYKE-BITCH!!!!
But even as Vida started to right herself,
MeFord was feeling it “I GOTCH NOW, LOSER!!!!”
Vida tried to get outta the way but her
body just wouldn’t fuckin MOVE “AAAAH-UH!!!!” she took ANOTHER HAYMAKER and was
sent spinning, desperately trying to stay on her heels as MeFord closed in
AGAIN! BITCH!
MeFord’s eyes lit up as all of her hard
work had paid off! Who needs the prayers and vitamins part, she laughed to
herself, when you’ve got all this TRAINING “VIDA U FUCKIN CORN!!!!” Vida YELPED
as MeFord unloaded ANOTHER RIGHT HANDED HAYMAKER FROM OUTSIDE OF ‘FUCK!?!?” IT
MISSED HARD AS VIDA DUCKED AND UNLOADED A HAYMAKER UPPER-CUT FROM AS LOW AS SHE
COULD GO!!!!
“UHHH-AH!!!!” MeFord took it on the chin
and it snapped her head up HARD AS HELL!!!! Her arms shot out to steady herself
as she was staggered back! U LITTLE “UHHH-AH!!!!” she cried out again as Vida
caught her with a haymaker LEFT that sent her staggering to her left! MeFord’s
high heels skittered and scraped against the Pit floor as she was desperately
trying to stay on her feet “BITCH!” But no sooner did she curse Vida she took a
haymaker to her GUT “UUHL!!!!” followed by a quick shot to her FACE “ARGH!”
VIDA U BITCH!!!!
But Vida didn’t waste anytime as she closed
in and felt MeFord lash out and palm her TITS and PUSH HER BACK!!!!! FUCK! Vida
staggered back as MeFord was clutching her face and trying to clear the
cobwebs! NO WAY LOSER, NO WAY!!!! Vida was determined to NOT LET MeFord regain
her wits! She rushed in and immediately paid for it with an unexpected knee to her
MIDSECTION! She started to stumble back, but MeFord was already grabbing her
again and tossing out another knee to her midsection! WHAT THA HELL!?!? Vida
started pushing and trying to get MeFord off of her, but MeFord needed to stay
close, she needed to stick to what she’d learned, so she clinched up, grabbed
Vida “GET OFFA ME, BITCH!” and Vida’s complaint was music to MeFord’s ears! She
just started throwing knees as hard as she could! The crowd was on the edge of
their seats and they would flare up in a cheer each time MeFord tried to get
her knee kicks through Vida’s constantly covering forearms! I JUST NEED TA BUY
SOME TIME!
And that was all it was about for MeFord!
She was going ape-shit on Vida just to force Vida to lay off of her so she
could stop the fuckin room from spinning! Her knee-kicks weren’t really doing
shit, well, sorta. They sure didn’t tickle, but they weren’t connecting to
anything except glancing and grazing off of Vida’s constantly shifting forearms
or her hips. If anything it was actually causing Vida to freak because she
didn’t like this Black bitch grabbin all over her “YOU LITTLE COWARD, LET GO!” Melyssa
ignored Vida’s bitching, till she had no choice! Vida managed to shove her hard
enough to FORCE HER OFF! “Dammit!” Melyssa cursed as she regained her balance
quickly! Vida had taken a step back, more than a little shocked by the fact
that Melyssa had latched onto her like a LEECH! Damn her! Phat-ass BITCH, you
think I’ma!?!? I see now, and sure enough Vida could see that Melyssa was still
trying to shake off the shit that she’d taken! I gotta get back on her! I gotta
wrap this up so I can get back out there and find Jeri, and collect my fuckin
MONEY!
Melyssa shook out her arms, can’t believe I
let my, SHIT!?!?!
Vida caught her sleepin and woke her up
with running right from Mount Fuckin OLYMPUS!!!! “AAAH-UH!!!!” Melyssa was sent
staggering AGAIN, fuckin ONE-DIMENSIONAL DYKE, but even as MeFord bitched about
it Vida gave her ANOTHER ONE “AAAH-UHH!!!!” then Melyssa SNAPPED and THREW ONE
BACK AT VIDA THAT SHE TOOK FULL IN THE FACE!!!! Vida simply sneered it off and
fired BACK! So Melyssa FIRED BACK! THEN THEY STARTED TRADING HAYMAKERS ONE FOR
ONE!!!! Even the Voice was forced to sit forward as she looked down on these two
bitches as they looked like two beautifully built tanks TRADING TIT-FOR-TAT
WITHOUT MERCY!!!! These two… really hate each other, she said to herself, but
also? They haven’t the faintest fuckin idea how to actually fight. They’re goin
strictly offa brute force strength and their own endurance. Ahhh, the good ole
days of catfighting. The crowd was riveted as Vida took another shot and gave
another shot! How fuckin long can they keep this shit up was really all of them
were thinking and murmuring to themselves!
Melyssa decided to break the monotony by
GRABBING VIDA AND SLINGING HER OFF-BALANCE “OH U BITCH!?!?!” But as Vida
regained her balance Melyssa was right there to tackle her FAR HARDER THAN
EXPECTED!!!! The two of them were already too close to the edge of the Pit! One
quick MeFord tackle had them crashing over the small raised ring that couldn’t
stop anybody from tripping over IT, right into the Pit level ring of seats and
tables! The ladies and gents at this table were barely able to scramble their rich,
OLD ASSES, outta the way! But this was why this particular trio came here
though! At Pit level, the action could always spill over when they didn’t
actually have the ring set up, and that wasn’t always a guarantee! Either way,
Vida AND Melyssa FELL IN A HEAP! KNOCKING OVER THE TABLE AND CHAIRS! One of the
seated managed to save his drink as he vacated the premises! Their was the
obligatory calm before the storm as Vida and Melyssa’s brains and bodies were
making sure they were at least in one piece, they were down… at least for a
moment! The sound system began mixing in the instrumental Headsprung, from LL
Cool J, while Justin Timberlake was still pounding out how he was bringing Sexy
Back! The patrons on this side of the Amphitheater… stayed sharp… as the two
Buffalo Girls got up IN A HURRY! And wasted NO TIME IN GOING AT IT
IMMEDIATELY!
The Voice was… kinda shocked, what the
fuck? Hmpf, I would have thought that MeFord would be more? Then she remembered
that, if memory serves? A guy name Tank Williams does a lot of the training for
these Video Vixens… Then she nodded to herself as she watched Vida and Melyssa
lock up as the crowd was REALLLY starting to enjoy the ever-increasing primal
screams and shit, coming from the two voluptuous video vixens that were now
trying to overpower one another as they battled it out on Pit-Row!
Melyssa had a bit of blood at the left
corner of her mouth and her oiled up body had some bruises from taking those
shots from Vida, but the brute bitch was still battling it out as she tossed
Vida’s arms aside and then came back with a backhand that sent Vida stumbling
back towards the next set of tables and chairs! Vida’s instincts warned her not
to stumble too goddamn much or she’d hit something!?!? She knew something was
behind her so she slammed on the brakes as Melyssa closed in! Then she fired
off another one of those Sid Vicious, OLYMPIAN PUNCHES! Just, STIFF AS ALL
HELL, BUT IF IT HITS!?!? IF IT MISSES?!?! Then you’re exposed and easy as all
hell to HIT! And yes, this one missed, sorry Sanchez. Melyssa IMMEDIATELY
PLANTED HER FIST IN VIDA’S RIBS “OOOO!!!!” THEN AS VIDA CURLED UP, Melyssa
cocked back the same right-hand that she’d used to hit Vida’s exposed ribs! She
fired off a quick RIGHT to Vida’s JAW! “OOOH!!!!” CATCHING VIDA IN THE LEFT
SIDE OF HER JAW AND FACE!!!! Melyssa then loaded up the same right-hand, COCKED
BACK AND GOT CAUGHT BY VIDA “SHIT!?!?”
Vida simply FLUNG HERSELF INTO MELYSSA!!!!
Melyssa staggered back with Vida all over her! Vida managed to get in a SLAP,
before Melyssa pushed her OFFA HER!!!! Vida again got that sinking feeling that
something was BEHIND HER, and not in the way she liked it! Melyssa saw Vida
staggering right back into the table that she’d avoided earlier! Quickly, she
saw a chance to string some shit together and knock this bitch the fuck out!
She darted after Vida as LL was tellin’em to come and get their HEADSPRUNG! But
Melyssa’s look of surprise was all too sweet to Vida as she actually reached
back with her hands, found the edge of the table and scooted her ass up onto it
nice and easy! Melyssa tried to throw on the brakes, BUT FAILED! Vida got her
legs up and kicked out catching Melyssa DEAD IN THE CHEST WITH HER HIGH
HEELS!!!! Melyssa cried out like a BITCH, but Vida knew she didn’t actually get
her with the actual HEELS, LIKE SHE WANTED!!!! BUT SHE SENT THE BITCH SPINNING
AND SHE’D FUCKED HER UP GOOD!!!!
Melyssa smashed into some chairs, barreled
through THEM “U BITCH!!!!” and then crashed to the FLOOR! MY TITS!?!?! She immediately
clutched and covered her tits with her right arm as she sat up on her left,
PANTING! BITCH! STUPID RICAN, BITCH! GOTTA GET UP, GOTTA!?!?
Vida was back on her heels and AFTER
MELYSSA! Now to just finish up and that’s IT!
Sure enough Melyssa was JUST getting back
to her feet, when Vida caught her with a running GUT PUNCH “HUHHH-UHHHH”
Melyssa actually curled up around Vida and her FIST, THAT WAS FIRMLY PLANTED IN
HER GUT! FUCKIN-BULLSHIT!?!? Then Vida cocked back the same fist as she pushed
Melyssa off of her with her left! Melyssa panted for air as she tried to get
some distance from Vida, but her fuckin LEGS!?!? She staggered, then Vida gave
her that slight push to pop her upright again, NOH “AAAH-UH, shit!” Melyssa’s
head snapped back and she staggered slowly and then stumbled up against the
table behind her, fuck! I gotta “AAAH-UH!!!!” Vida hammered her down to the
table with that one! Melyssa slumped, then turned back towards Vida as she
stood to her feet to take ANOTHER OLYMPIAN PUNCH “AHHH-UH,” this time Vida had
sent her sprawling up AND OVER THE TABLE “U BITCH!!!!”
Vida actually had to move back as Melyssa
kicked her fuckin heels out at her as she was sent tumbling over the fuckin
TABLE! THEN, the table tiled and Melyssa YELPED as she BARELY rolled aside the
table! FUCKIN----BITCH! Melyssa crawled on all fours towards the next, then she
scrambled to her feet like she’d just been kicked in the ass, GOTTA HURRY!!!!
Vida saw her pick up her pace and she hustled up behind the Black bitch, OH NO,
NO U DON’T!!!! I dunno what you’re up to, but NO WAY!!!!
Melyssa scrambled to her feet to the next
table, which was just as empty as the last two that they’d even come close to
getting NEAR! People at Pit level knew the drill, so they knew to keep their
heads on a swivel whenever the bitches got ta battlin in the crowd! Vida
grabbed Melyssa from behind BEFORE Melyssa could do WHATEVER SHE WAS UP TO!
Then Vida flinched “URK!?!?” then she flinched AGAIN “GAK!?!?” then she took a
third elbow from Melyssa! She sucked on her bottom lip as she stood frozen for
a second, SHIT!?!? Then she was the one staggering to her left as Melyssa
connected with one of her own HAYMAKERS!!!! But Melyssa was nowhere near fresh
and she’d taken a shitload of shots and punishment from Vida, so her haymaker
may have LOOKED like it hurt, but not nearly as much as it did earlier! Vida
wiped the blood from her mouth in a quick motion of her forearm and then she
righted herself right into a CHAIR!!!! “SHIT!!!!”
She practically went down as she was sent
stumbling BACK! WHAT THA FUCK!?!?
But Melyssa wasn’t done by a long shot “NO
WAY WILL I LOSE TO U!!!!” Melyssa bashed the chair into Vida’s side, shoulder
and HEAD, AGAIN “ARGH!!!!” Vida staggered away trying to shake the fuckin fact
that Melyssa had just fuckin BASHED HER WITH A FUCKIN!?!? CHAIR!!!! She started
to RETREAT! Till Melyssa BASHED HER AGAIN WITH ANOTHER CHAIR!!!! “AHHHH!!!!”
Vida then covered her HEAD as she stumbled away, BLINDLY!!!! Her fuckin head was
THROBBING as she felt Melyssa SMASH HER AGAIN WITH A PRIMAL SCREAM OF PENT UP
AGGRESSION!!!! Vida SCREAMED BACK JUST AS LOUD AT BEING CLOBBERED REPEATEDLY!!!!
All Vida knew was that she was scratched up, FUCKED UP, and she HAD TO GET
AWAY!!!! U piece of Ghetto, A FUCKIN CHAIR!?!? U FUCKIN CHEATIN ASS?!?!
But Melyssa caught Vida and tackled her
from BEHIND, INTENTIONALLY RAMMING HER DOWN SO THAT SHE HIT THE TIPPED OVER
TABLE THAT VIDA HAD PUNCHED HER OVERTOP OF “ARGH!!!!” U BITCH!!!! CHEATIN-ASS,
COWARD!!!! GET OFFA MEH!!!! But Melyssa was struggling to, wrestling!?!? Vida
THRASHED AROUND WITH MELYSSA ON TOP OF HER!!!! She got in a few elbows to
Melyssa, but then took a few FOREARMS to the BACK OF HER NECK “AHH-shit, NAH,
fuckin, AHHH-STOP!” But Melyssa pulled her UP, SORTA! Vida BROKE FREE! But lost
her BRA in the process “FILTHY, GHETTO-FAB-DYKE!” Melyssa ignored Vida’s
insult, tossed aside the bra and went back to trying to pull Vida from off the
floor only for Vida to DRAG HER DOWN “AHH!” Vida then raked the CRAP outta
Melyssa’s ARMS as she fended the bitch off, AGAIN! Melyssa sat back stunned at
the fact that, and that was just a dumb fuckin move on MeFord’s part. Vida dove
into her and they crashed back to the floor as the bass was still pounding out
the signature Timberland beat!
The crowd heard Melyssa’s scream and then
saw her bra go flying off to the second row! Then they watched as Vida dragged
Melyssa up to her feet as both bitches were battling it out bare bra! Vida
SOCKED Melyssa! Who RETURNED IT! Then Vida grabbed Melyssa and CLAWED AT HER,
OWWWW FUCK-GET-OFFA!!!! Till Melyssa BROKE FREE, sending Vida’s arms flailing
open, SHIT! Vida cried out as Melyssa slapped her LEFT and then RIGHT! Vida’s
hair finally came undone as Melyssa tried to follow-up, but was BLOCKED! Vida
then belted her in her GUT, THEN SHE YELPED AS MELYSSA GRABBED HER BY HER WRIST
AS SHE WENT TO PUNCH HER IN HER TITS “WHATTHAFUCK!?!?” Melyssa then shoved
Vida’s arm aside again and then she unloaded THREE HARD AS HELL HITS STRAIGHT
TO VIDA’S STOMACH!!!! EACH SHOT MADE VIDA’S BODY JUMP AND HER ASS JUTTED OUT
WHILE SHE WHINED IN HER THROAT!!!!! VIDA RIGHT ARM THAT MELYSSA HAD TOSSED
ASIDE WAS HANGING LIMP AT HER SIDE, BUT HER LEFT ARM WAS STILL LOCKED IN A
BLOCKING MOTION, FROZEN, WITH MELYSSA’S LEFT ARM STILL UP AGAINST IT! I can
STILL! Vida opened her left hand and CLAWED MELYSSA STRAIGHT DOWN HER FUCKIN
HEART-TIT “AHHHH! VIDA-U, BITCH!”
VIDA
STRUGGLED AS SHE RAISED HER RIGHT ARM UP “JESSICA RABBIT MY ASS!!!!” AND SWIPED
AT MELYSSA’S HEART-TIT AGAIN AS MELYSSA
KICKED HER RIGHT IN HER CUNT “OHHH-FUUUUCK!!!!” SHE CURLED IN ON HERSELF AND
GRABBED BETWEEN HER LEGS, HER CLAW ATTACK MISSING BY MILLIMETERS!!!! SHE GRIT
HER TEETH AS SHE SQUINTED STOOPED OVER HOLDING HER CAMELTOED KICKED CUNT!!!! U
FUCKIN?!?! I FUCKIN HATE U MELYSSA! I FUCKIN, but then she felt Melyssa start
HAMMERING HER IN HER PRESSED TOGETHER TITS!!!!! WHEN SHE’D GRABBED HER CUNT,
SHE HELD HER OWN TITS OUT PERFECTLY FOR MELYSSA TO START HAMMERING HER WITH ALL
SHE HAD LEFT RIGHT IN HER EXPOSED FUCKIN, TITS!!!!! MELYSSA JUST STARTED
SCREAMING AND EVERYBODY KNEW THAT SHE WAS UNLOADING EVERYTHING SHE FUCKIN HAD!
VIDA’S WHOLE BODY STARTED TREMBLING AS SHE TRIED TO WEATHER MELYSSA’S
PUNCHES!!!! SHE FLINCHED VIOLENTLY AS SHE BIT INTO THE CORNER OF HER OWN LIP AS
EACH PUNCH SAPPED HER OF HER STRENGTH! SHE CLUTCHED HER CUNT AND ACTUALLY
STARTED TO CREAM HERSELF AT THE FACT THAT MELYSSA HAD GONE DOWNSTAIRS ON HER
LIKE THIS, NAILED HER RIGHT IN HER PRIZED PUSSY! AND NOW SHE WAS TOTALLY
TRASHING HER TITS!!!!!
Melyssa’s primal scream died down, while
Vida’s whining picked up. Both bitches could feel all of their strength
draining away, but for totally different reasons. Melyssa? Her arms were
starting to feel like fuckin LEAD! But as she kept swinging, Vida started to
whine more and more, louder, harder! She was still clutching her cunt, feeling
the twisting knife of pain from being kicked by this Black brute bitch, FUCKIN
COWARDLY CANADIAN NIGGA-BITCH! But the fucked up part was the sensation of her
cunt, creaming over as her tits were being pounded by this bitch that’d just
kicked her in the CUNT! Vida tried to FOCUS! But, her eyes were so fuckin
heavy. She saw, the scratches, in that moment of clarity… she saw the fact that
she’d scratched the shit outta MeFord’s HEART-TIT! She wanted to slash that
bitch’s nipple in half if she could, but she wasn’t fuckin Wolverine or some
shit like that!?!? Either way, she knew that she’d permanently scarred MeFord’s
milk truck! It was a cold sort of comfort as she trembled and tightened her
eyes, trying NOT to cry out, but? My…
fuckin… TITS… Vida lowered her head a bit… she had a
line of blood running from the left corner of her mouth… as she whined louder
and louder… like she was cuming… or going… My… fuckin… CUNT, Vida lifted her
head up as she shut her eyes tight from all of the fuckin shit that had
happened to her in this brutal catfight with her most hated of rivals … can’t
believe… I… Vida tried one last time to hold it in but, she just couldn’t. She
cried out with all she had “AH-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…
As soon as her death cry died off Melyssa
STOPPED! Both bitches stood there panting, but Vida was standing there staring
up into the ceiling of the Catfight Club, craning her neck, swaying with each
panting breath. Melyssa hunched forward, panting just as hard, her heart-tit,
still streaked with the nailed slashes that Vida had given her. Both bitches
were bruised up, but Vida was clearly done. She swallowed hard and then started
to sink to her knees. Melyssa reached out, and as Vida sunk to her knees
slowly, lowering her head. Melyssa took Vida by her mane of hair, while Vida
collapsed onto her knees and sunk down onto the back of her legs, and her high
heels. Like too many of her photo-shoots, Vida sank perfectly into place with
her exquisite ass perfectly placed between her high heels, highlighting it
under this faint red light. Melyssa had her by the fringes of her long mane of
hair so Vida looked like the heeled brute bitch that she was, for now. Melyssa
groaned… and stood upright… while Vida was now sitting on hands and could feel
how creamed over her cunt was. She shuddered and rubbed herself for a moment…
then pulled her hands from under herself with a wounded moan… she tried to lift
her head, but? She was just too tired… Exhausted as fuck, Vida reached up with
a whining moan and clutched her tits, they were sore as all hell and she whined
hard about it as she gripped them, and then cradled them… she looked at them…
or at least she tried, but everything started to go fuzzy… blurry, u bitch…
we’re… not finished… yet…
Vida whined and then everything went black…
the last thing she saw, was the floor… coming up… fast…
But Melyssa didn’t let her faceplant, she
still had her by her mane and she… lowered her down easy… but made sure to pull
her forward a bit… so Vida was face down, ass up… Then… Melyssa tried to play
it off, at least she wanted to, but… she too… sunk to her knees slowly, as she
murmured “Shit…” this wasn’t what I thought… didn’t think… she would? Melyssa
looked down at her heart-tit and winced, bitch… then she took her tit in both
hands, carefully, but? The room began to swirl and she swooned… she too was
exhausted and her body had gone past it’s… Melyssa groaned as she swore she
heard the Voice saying something… and… cheering maybe, applause? She didn’t
know, as she slumped over onto her hated rival mirroring her perfectly… with
her face on Vida’s heaving oiled up back… and her beautiful Black ass… up….
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