The crowd was raunchy and screaming as the two women gouged and wrestled. Lisa's heels had fallen off (thankfully for Suzanne, who had suffered from that stiletto to the crotch) and her ass was raw. Suzanne's make up was streaked down her face and Lisa had scratched deep marks in her cheek. Their tits were flattened between them and they squirmed and struggled, each trying to gain an advantageous position.

Suzanne was in pain--everything hurt and she couldn't believe how strong Lisa was! Her recollection of the last fight was a victory for her and that Lisa wasn't so tough, so either she herself had grown weaker--a hard thing to believe given the amount of time she spent in the gym keeping her body "young", Lisa had gotten stronger or her memory was tainted...

This reverie was interrupted abruptly by a sharp pain in her wounded cunt. Fire burned between her legs, the result of Lisa successfully bringing her knee up hard into her foe's pussy.

Suzanne reflexively released her grip on Lisa's ass and Lisa quickly got up and began stomping on Suzanne's belly with her stockinged feet. Suzanne whimpered and turned onto her back, crawling away, but Lisa, perhaps intentionally, grabbed at her dress instead of her hair and hauled back. Suzanne's dress was a side zipper and it came apart instantly. The blonde was there now in just fishnet thigh-highs, her boots and a demi cup bra. Everyone could see that she was a real blonde, but only by a narrow strip of pubic hair left behind from her trimming. The blonde was now on her feet. Many women would have covered up, but Suzanne knew she was in a real fight and wasn't about to quit now.

The two clashed again but because Suzanne still had the boots on, she wasn't as steady as Lisa was in just stockings and she was quickly toppled onto her ass. Lisa's punch to her face as she hit the floor was audible and the whole crowd gasped as Suzanne yelped and clutched her face. Lisa's anger was visible as she grabbed the seated woman's hair and bent over to pound her big tits. Suzanne swung feebly from her weakened position trying to use offense to defend herself rather unsuccessfully. Lisa began to tire though and her punches slowed. Desperate and battered Suzanne shoved her hand up underneath Lisa's dress and elicited a howling string of profanities.

Lisa quickly sat down onto Suzanne pinning her back to the ground and forcing her hand out from her crotch, coincidentally forcing her breasts up and out of the demi cup.

From her standpoint, Suzanne was frantic. She knew she was losing this fight and would not allow it to happen in front of all these people. She had beaten this girl once before and she would do it again. Unfortunately for her, despite her willpower, Lisa was strong, had hurt her pretty badly to this point, and now her tits were exposed to attack.

Suzanne was in trouble, and she wasn't sure she could get out of it....