Long Time Coming Story - Chapter 2

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Long Time Coming 2
by Blizzard

I won't lie to you. Life for my sister Kristen, my Mom Cynthia and I was a
living hell for several weeks after our destruction at the hands of our
step-family. They beat our asses in humiliating fashion and our family pride
was deeply wounded. My family has always been a proud family; perhaps a
little arrogant and self-admiring, but rightfully proud. OK, my Mom is
extremely arrogant and my sister is a carbon copy of her, but I love them dearly.
We took a little time to regroup after that fateful afternoon but once the
wounds had healed we were ready for revenge and I'm talking furious
vengeance here!

I think it's in everyone's nature to strive to excel in front of their loved
ones. Success witnessed by your family produces a satisfaction that's hard
to beat. That Little League homer you hit when Dad is in the stands or the
overtime game winning goal you roof over the goalie's shoulder with Mom
standing and cheering is a moment in time that stays with you for years.
Perhaps the only thing that surpasses it is when it is accomplished in honor
of your lover. "I'd fight anyone for you," is a powerful statement but when
the person making that vow actually carries through with it there's nothing
stronger. When I reflect back upon our fight with Terri, Brianne and Travis
it's clear to me what was at stake. We were fighting for the honor of our
loved ones. I wasn't only fighting for Mom and Kristen, even more I was
fighting for the admiration of my girlfriend Danielle. It was the same
principle as far as Mom and Kristen were concerned. Mom was fighting for Dad
and Kristen was fighting for her man Karl. Our combined failures were
admittedly devastating but our inherent pride refused to accept a defeat
that ultimately cost us the favor of those we were fighting for.

Even though Dad was no longer with us Mom always felt him in spirit and her
lackluster performance versus Terri haunted her. It was too much for a proud
woman to stomach. She wanted a chance at redemption. As for Kristen, the
fact that Karl had left with Brianne after the petite redhead kicked my
sister's ass burned to her core. Most girls would probably say fuck him and
leave it be, but not my sister. Arrogance, pride and a healthy dose of blind
love prompted Kristen to covet the same kind of revenge my mother craved.
That's where I diverged from the rest of my family. That son of a bitch
Travis not only won the fight that day, he also won my girl Danielle. The
little bitch disappeared from my life and I soon found out that she and
Travis were an item. Unlike Kristen, I did say fuck the traitor and soon
went running to my ex-girlfriend for compassion. Abby patched me up and gave
me a renewed vigor, one that had me standing proud with my Mom and sister
when it came time to exact some big league revenge.

Mom, Kristen, me and Abby had a long talk one night about challenging Terri,
Brianne, Travis and Danielle. I wasn't so sure Abby would go for it but I
was really hoping she would. I wanted to see her punish Danielle and kick
her deceitful little ass. I'd heard the bitch Danielle had even colored her
blonde hair to match her cohort's auburn shade and for some reason that
really frosted my balls. Abby is a true blonde with gorgeous flowing locks
half way down her back. At 5'2" and 115 pounds she had a couple of inches
and about 15 pounds on Danielle, but the most dramatic advantage in her
favor was breasts. Danielle is pretty flat upstairs but Abby has the most
succulent set of 36C's I've ever seen on an eighteen year old. I doubt her
superior tits gave her much of an advantage fight-wise but they certainly
did when it came to appearance. My cock did a jig in my shorts when Abby
excitedly stated she couldn't wait to tear into Danielle. I'm not a
religious guy but I will admit there are certain times worthy of giving
thanks and this was one! All four of us were present in our living room when
Mom made the call and she had it on the speakerphone so we could all hear
Terri's reaction.

"Cynthia!" Terri said. "What a wonderful surprise! I was wondering when
you'd get around to calling."

"Stifle it, bitch." growled Mom. "You know why I'm calling."

"Well...I guess you never did formally congratulate us on wiping up your
lawn with your sorry asses." teased Terri.

"Savor it, you tramp." countered Mom. "Your moment of glory is over. Now
it's time for a rematch!"

"I'm sure we can accommodate you." responded Terri. "Now let me get this
straight...do all three of you wish to be beaten and severely humiliated
again?"

"All four of us, bitch!" stated Mom. "Kyle's girlfriend Abby's looking
forward to thrashing that little turncoat Danielle. I know she's been
staying with you."

"Yeah she's living here...but she's been sleeping in Travis' room. Truth be
known, I don't think they get much sleep! God knows I don't!" joked Terri. As much as I figured it wouldn't, that comment pissed me off.

"Shut up you pig." snarled Mom, mostly in my defense. "Are you gonna fight
or what?"

"Oh, definitely." answered Terri. "But this time WE make the rules. After
all...WE'RE the champs, aren't we?" she giggled. "The stakes are going to be
dramatic, Cyn. I'll explain, then we'll see how serious you four are about
the fight."

"We're dead serious. What are the rules?" asked Mom.

Terri hit us with them and she hit us hard! "The fight will take place here in our basement rec room. It's big and we
have a large mat on which we've laid out numerous rival families foolish
enough to issue a challenge. I'm sure you and your clan will fit nicely on
it too. Just like the first time, the fights will be one on one with no
outside interference. Attire will be topless with panties or briefs only.
The fights will conclude with a knockout and once again the loser's...i.e.,
you four, will be stripped naked."

"That's fine!" agreed Mom quickly.

"Oh wait, Cyn, I haven't told you the best part yet!" gushed Terri. "There
needs to be some stakes involved, ya know, to make things interesting, so
the losing team will be the winners slaves for a week. This servitude will
have no boundaries; anything the winners desire the losers will provide. The
winners, namely us, will OWN the losers, namely you. Oh, and one other minor
detail....the loser of each match will be stripped naked...and FUCKED."

There was silence on our end. "Hello?! Are you still there, Cynthia?" asked Terri.

"What exactly do you mean by fucked?!" blurted out Mom.

"Oh Cyn, that explains why Eric was so miserable!" taunted Terri despicably. "Do I really have to explain it to you?"

"I'm talking about the boys you fucking idiot. And you keep Eric out of this you
vile bitch!" snapped Mom. "After Kyle kicks your son's ass he certainly
isn't going to be fucking it!"

"Oh you might be surprised, honey. But never mind that, I'm sure the winner
between Travis and Kyle will come up with something. After all, they're both
men now, aren't they?" asked Terri. "Are you wimps still game? I'm thinking this coming
Saturday would be good; about 7PM. And another thing - if you choose to
accept there's no turning back. Once you're here all of you fight your
matches no matter what transpires. The ending fucks will be to orgasm -
anything goes once we get to that stage. Anything!!"

"Look Terri, we want to fight you but this sex thing is over the line," said
Mom.

"Well Cyn as they say, if you don't want to run with the big dogs then just
stay on the porch. This fight is going to take you to the next level. Your
first performance struck me as rather uninspired. If these rules don't
inspire you then nothing will. What's it gonna be, tough girl?"

Mom paused for a moment and finally looked at us for our consent. We gave
it, albeit with a touch of apprehension. "We'll be there. Saturday at 7."
she replied.

"Perfect!" tittered Terri. "But there is one problem. An even number of
matches could result in a tie. I think we both know your team doesn't stand
a chance in hell of winning a single fight but let's pretend a couple of
miracles occur. A tie just won't work."

"All four of us want to fight, Terri." said Mom firmly. "I can't ask anyone
to drop out now."

"Not a problem on our end." said Terri. "My sister is coming for a visit
this weekend and I'm sure she'd love to partake in the festivities. You
remember Tonya don't you Cyn? 40 years old, 5'6" tall and about 140 pounds
of muscle. Question is...who are you gonna get that has the guts to take her
on?"

Mom paused as she pondered the question. Abby spoke up to save the day. "My
older sister Jamie lives an hour away. She's a tough little fighter and I
can't think of anyone she wouldn't fight."

"How big is she?" asked Mom.

"I dunno...maybe 5'3" and about 120 pounds." replied Abby. "Trust me though,
she's tough."

We heard Terri giggling on the other end of the line. "Come on, Cyn, invite
this Jamie girl to the slaughter. I'm sure Tonya would love to smack a young
bitch around and turn her into a sniveling slave bitch."

"Are you sure she'll do it?" asked Mom.

"Positive!" answered Abby.

"It's a deal, Terri. We'll be there Saturday," stated Mom before she hung up.

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Don't get me wrong...we knew this was going to be a difficult task. I had
only met "Aunt Tonya" once but I remembered she was a rugged looking chick.
Abby's 24 year old blonde sister Jamie was a little scrapper but Tonya was
going to be a tall order. Terri and her kids were veteran family fighters,
having tangled with several other families in the past year. We found that
out the hard way in our first meeting. Our original problem was merely a
matter of underestimation. I had no idea Travis was trained in martial arts
but I sure as hell found out the day we fought. As well, the much smaller
Brianne and Terri fought like wildcats and nullified Mom and Kristen's big
size advantage. Now we knew exactly what we were getting into, however, and
we were going into this fight as if it was a matter of life or death. The
"loser gets fucked" and a weeks worth of servitude clause guaranteed that!

During the following week all five of us had several discussions regarding
the upcoming fight. Size was for the most part in our favor and even though
it didn't matter last time, we had to use our superior size to our advantage
this time around. Mom was 5'7" tall and had 4" on Terri. Kristen had a half
foot advantage over little 5'2" Brianne. I was 6'1" to Travis' 5'7". This
time it was going to make a difference. All five of us bonded together
nicely and by the end of the week none of us had any reservations about the
fight or the consequences. We were ready to carry through with the challenge
and achieve our goal. I think we were all actually looking forward to
mastering our opponents not only physically but sexually as well. Hell, Abby
even bought matching undies for herself and me. I thought they were a little
bit corny but I didn't mention it. She was very curious as to what I was
going to do to Travis at the conclusion but I told her she'd have to wait
for the surprise. Saturday arrived and we were ready for battle.

To say that the atmosphere was tense when we arrived would be quite an
understatement. I froze for an instant when I laid eyes on Travis and
Danielle. She was hanging all over him and he wore a smart-assed grin as he
looked at me while squeezing her ass. Abby slipped her arm around my waist
and glared at Danielle defiantly. Inspiration was certainly not going to be
a problem. The first thing we noticed when walked down to the rec room was
the two video cameras mounted in adjacent wall corners pointing at the large
mat.

"What the hell are the cameras for?" demanded Mom.

"We tape all our matches." answered Terri. "They make for interesting
viewing later. And in case you haven't noticed, inside that open trunk over
there are a variety of toys for the much anticipated conclusion of each
match. It'll be winners choice... then again you losers aren't going to see
the inside of the trunk anyway."

Jamie was eyeing Tonya carefully while Terri spoke. Tonya was even tougher
looking than I remembered. Her arms had real muscular definition and she
just looked mean. Flame red hair hung in loose curls down below her broad
shoulders. She grinned as she returned Jamie's gaze.

"You must be Jamie," she said. "You look sweet enough to eat, honey!"

"You'll see how sweet I really am when we fight, bitch!" snarled the defiant
blonde.

"You got that right, lil' girl. I can't wait to nibble on you," taunted
Tonya.

"What's the matter, Brianne?" spoke up my sister. "You couldn't keep Karl
happy? Maybe you should practice a little more with those toys."

"I never wanted Karl," answered Brianne nonchalantly. "I just took him from
you again to prove I could. Karl isn't what I want. And trust me cupcake, I
don't need any toys as you'll see soon enough."

The trash talking escalated and started to get out of hand. The two teams
were on opposite sides of the mat but we began to slowly converge as we
traded insults. Terri put an end to it as she called out the lineup.

"Up first will be the boys." she announced. "Let's get them out of the way
first, shall we? Strip to your skivvies, boys and let's get it on!"

I unbuttoned my shirt and slipped it off as I stared across the mat at my
opponent. Travis sneered at me while Danielle stood before him and pulled
his T-shirt off over his head. She dropped to her knees and tossed me a
devious smirk as she unbuttoned his pants and slowly slid them down. Abby
watched her for an instant and then mimicked the nasty little bottle
redhead, kneeling before me and removing my pants. Once we were down to our
briefs our girls gave us a kiss for luck and stepped off the mat. Brianne
giggled as she looked at my royal blue low rise briefs with the 'Superman'
emblem on the front.

"What's the 'S' for, Kyle...Smallville?!" she snickered.

"Now, now, Bri, we all saw Kyle's package last time," said Terri. "It's just
fine. He takes after his Dad!"

"You are one sick, twisted bitch," hissed Mom.

"You haven't seen twisted yet, hun. But you're about to," stated Terri.

The woman was pure fucking evil. I know Mom wanted to charge across the mat
and deck her but somehow she refrained. Danielle stoked the fire with her
next barb.

"Fine is one thing." she announced and then squeezed the large
bulge beneath Travis' black silk briefs. "But F-F-FINE is where it's at,
baby!"

Travis stroked Danielle's hair as he leered at me. "I'm going to
knock your ass out so fast you ain't gonna know what hit ya." he vowed.
"This fucking match is already over, big boy." He looked into Abby's eyes
and winked as he fondled his bulge. I just glared at him as I flexed my
superior muscles. I hated the fucking jerk.

"The suspense is killing me!" exclaimed Terri. "Fight, boys, FIGHT!"

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My team's cheers were ringing in my ears as I cautiously stepped toward
Travis. I had rehearsed my strategy a hundred times in my head. I had a good
reach advantage over him but he possessed the dangerous martial arts skills.
All I needed was one brief opening to land a knockout blow. I put my faith
in being able to avoid his initial kick or strike in order to land my
monster blow. I knew I could do it. My confidence level was at the max! In
my boxing stance I carefully closed the gap until I was just out of reach of
my opponent. I was focused primarily on his feet just knowing that a swift
kick was sure to come. Abby's excited cheers rose above the din as she
watched her man engage in combat. When Travis' body shifted and his right
leg left the mat I leaned back away from danger and primed my killer counter
punch.

My girlfriend's spirited "Get him baby!" was the last thing I heard.
It all happened in a matter of a split second. Travis never fully launched
his kick; it was a ruse. He instead stepped forward with his right foot and
like a blur his palm shot upward to nail me flush on the brink of my chin
with a devastating palm strike. The whole world went black!

I awakened to a nightmare world that made my last fight with Travis pale in comparison.
Groggy and confused, it took me a moment to become aware of my predicament.
The first thing I remember hearing was Abby sobbing. The room was still
black and there was a musky heaviness in the air. I knew I was on my back
and after I tried to move my limbs I became painfully aware that only one
unencumbered was my right arm. My left wrist was tethered with some sort of
strap and it was being held taut by my opponent. My legs were stretched out
and tied at the ankles. There was something in my mouth and it pressed hard
against the corners of my lips. I couldn't tell at that moment but I was
fairly certain I was gagged with my briefs. The weight on my head was nearly
overwhelming and I couldn't begin to move. As consciousness returned fully I
realized the gravity of my situation and the extent of the humiliating
position to which I awakened. The weight on my head was Travis. He was
reverse straddling my head...but that wasn't the worst part. He was sans
briefs and his balls were resting on my nose with his big cock balanced on
my chin. I wanted to die right then and there. I released a muffled whimper
which got a rise out of my adversary.

"Welcome back, punk!" he said loudly. He slapped my gut repeatedly and I
felt my flaccid cock bouncing up and down upon my lower abdomen in rhythm.
"How was your nap?" All I can say is thank God my vision was obscured...even if it was by his manhood. At least I couldn't see the shame in my loved ones faces. "I told ya this fight was over before it started." he said matter-of-factly. I grabbed for him with my right hand but he caught me by
the wrist and held it securely. "Here's how it's gonna end." He forced my
hand down to my groin and pressed it against my dick. "Grab your pecker,
Superboy." he commanded. I refused and put all my strength into shaking my
head but he had me pinned tightly to the mat. My bound legs kicked out in
vain eliciting a loud chorus of giggles from the home team. I was...fucked.

"Grab your cock you pathetic wimp." ordered Travis. "Don't piss me off." What could I do? I took my limp dick in my hand. "Jack it." he ordered. I couldn't fucking believe this. I grunted with a protest only to be chopped in the ribs with a blow. "Yank your crank, woos boy. NOW!"

I tried...I really did. I just couldn't get hard. After a few minutes of
fruitless stroking Travis became impatient. "Danielle, get over here." he
ordered. My sunken spirits plummeted another level. You gotta be shittin'
me!

"That's against the rules!" shouted my irate girlfriend.

"Terri, that's over the line." growled my mother. "Travis won. Let my son go
and let's move on."

"Sorry sweet cheeks," responded Terri in an evil tone. "Like I outlined
before, ANYTHING goes. If your boy can't do the job then someone else will.
Would you rather it was me?"

"Cynthia!" protested Abby as I felt Danielle's familiar hand fondle my cock.
"I'm sorry Abby, we have to go through with this." said Mom. "Forgive me
Kyle. They'll feel our wrath before this is over. You won't walk for a month
after I'm finished with you, Terri!"

"Well tough girl, at least I know for the first week I can ride around here
on your back. If you're good, I might even let you lick my spurs!" snickered
Terri.

As much as I wanted to remain in my flaccid state to embarrass Danielle it
didn't happen. I knew it wouldn't. Most eighteen year old girls have no idea
how to give a guy a hand job. It's usually the last sexual skill they learn
and I hear many never learn it at all. Not Danielle though...she could
stroke my cock better than I could myself and she had me at full attention
quickly. I could hear her and Travis kissing above me but even that didn't
keep my cock from responding to her skilled touch. After about a minute of
stroking my balls tightened and I released a muffled groan as I spunked my
load all over my stomach. Danielle gripped my swollen cock tightly and
milked every last drop of cum out of it before she let it flop to my abdomen
in the pool of my sex. I just knew this was killing Abby. She had yet to
acquire Danielle's hand job expertise and it had become a minor issue
between us. I'd told her not to worry about it since I had never met a girl
that could get me off with her hand. WHOOPS...I had a feeling this minor
issue just upgraded to one of the major variety. Poor Abby was sobbing again
and I heard Jamie trying to comfort her.

"OK, it's over now." pleaded my sister. "Let him go."

"The rules say knocked out!" countered Danielle as her hand bumped against
my chin while stroking Travis' blood engorged member. "Kyle Kryptonite is
still awake."

"He got knocked out in the first 5 seconds!" protested Mom. "The match is
over!"

Up to that point I had failed to recognize the fact that my mother had
witnessed my orgasm. I cringed after hearing her voice. The humiliation I
felt for failing her again by getting embarrassed by Travis multiplied
exponentially once I realized she was witness to the crank yanking. Danielle
and Travis got to their feet and rolled me onto my belly. After he drew my
arms behind my back she tied my wrists together with the strap looped around
my left wrist. I was naked, completely bound and spent in every sense of the
word. I kept my face anchored to the mat, unable to look at my family and
most of all my girlfriend.

"The knocked out part is reserved for the end," announced Travis as he
rolled me onto my back and then sat down on the mat beside me. "The first
one was just for embarrassment's sake." He jerked my head up by my blonde
hair and slid his left leg under me, scissoring my neck with a high and
tight scissors. "This one's the clincher."

I felt his legs constrict and I automatically began to struggle but it was
futile. I wasn't going anywhere and everyone in the room knew it. As if my
humiliation wasn't already too much to handle, my evil ex-girlfriend
gingerly reached down to where Travis' cock and balls were resting beside my
face and gently lifted them up to drape the smelly package onto my face.
"Nighty-night, Kyle!" teased Danielle as she patted my soft and sticky cock.
"I always knew you were pathetic."

I couldn't pass out fast enough, what with his junk covering my mouth and
nose like a blanket. Awash in indescribable shame I let myself go and soon
the darkness returned. There must have been quite a break in the action
because when I came to I was propped up against the wall on the opponents
side of the mat still naked and bound. I should have been grateful that my
underwear gag had been removed but when I realized my briefs had been pulled
down over the top of my head like a hat the feeling of relief dissolved.
Here I was again in familiar territory and I just couldn't deal with it. I
truly thought I'd get my revenge but once again Travis had handled me like a
sack of grain and devastated me in front of my loved ones. Just like the
last time I couldn't look them in the eyes. I hoped and prayed this would be
our team's only blemish.

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"I think it would be fitting to have Danielle and Abby face off next,"
announced Terri. "Danielle's limbs are all warmed up...well, at least her
right hand is, and I think Abby's temper is too!"

It killed me that Abby had to undress herself while watching the victorious
Travis seductively remove Danielle's clothing. I peeked over at her as she
finished disrobing. Damn, her tits were beautiful. She looked angry enough
to spit out a barbed wire fence, standing there in her deep blue Supergirl
thong as Travis finished stripping and nuzzling his girl. I looked up to
gaze at Danielle from behind. She didn't have jack for tits but she had the
cutest little ass a 100 pound girl could have. The sheer white thong she had
on showcased it nicely and I had to look away before my cock came to life. I
was sure I hated that bitch...well...I thought I did...sort of.

Danielle stood on the edge of the mat and tossed Abby a derisive smirk.
"You ready for a fuckin', Supergirlie?!" she taunted. She turned her back on
my irate girlfriend to throw her arms around Travis' neck. "Give me a kiss,
stud." she purred.

"Go!" whispered Jamie suddenly. Abby didn't hesitate and sprinted across the
mat. Travis stiffened, broke his liplock with Danielle and spun her around
to face her onrushing rival as he yelled, "Look out!"

Danielle's disdain for little Abby cost her. She attempted to sidestep my
charging blonde wildcat and nearly succeeded but Abby caught her titian
locks with an outstretched hand. Abby maintained her hold on the shrieking
Danielle's mane, planted her feet widespread and commenced to whip Danielle
around in circles. Mom and Kristen cheered wildly above Danielle's yelps as
my ex spun around and around until she finally lost her footing and
stumbled, ending up on her knees with Abby still securing a tight hold on
her hair. Abby immediately went to work as she hammered her foot into
Danielle's belly and breasts, savagely beating the haughty girl. Her world
class tits bounced up and down above her taut belly as she delivered stomp
after stomp to her downed rival.

My Supergirl was hitting on all cylinders and I must admit it helped take
the sting out of the drubbing I had just received. I found myself joining in
on my family's adoration, cheering for Abby as she thrashed Danielle. She
finally pressed her foot between Danielle's tiny tits and gave her a shove
which left the redhead flat on her back on the mat groaning in agony as she
clutched her traumatized belly. I caught myself staring at Danielle's dyed
orange pubic patch that was clearly visible through her sheer panty. It just
struck me as being odd; all the time I'd spent down there the fur I played
with was golden blonde.

Travis snapped me out my trance as he yelled encouragement to Danielle. It
brought a smirk to my face. Perhaps there was a God after all! My girl was
smacking the living shit out of his! My only hope was that Abby could bring
this one home. If Danielle ended up victorious when all was said and done it
was going to be hell. It was bad enough that I was bare-assed and trussed up
like trophy animal. Truth be known I was pretty nervous about how Abby was
going to relate to me after the fights were over. After all, the last time I
found myself in this situation Danielle left me like a slab of road kill on
the edge of a deserted highway. I had no idea what was going through Abby's
head concerning my pitiful performance. The more I thought about it the
lower my self-esteem dropped. When she suddenly turned her attention to me
and met my gaze I froze. It was as if she'd read my mind.

"I love you Kyle," she said softly.

Those four words made my flesh goosepimple. It was the most meaningful
statement I had ever heard. I wanted to take her in my arms and hug her.
Douchebag Travis interrupted our moment as only he could.

"I love you, Kyle!" he mimicked as he smacked me in the face with a hard
slap. "That bitch's brains are all in her tits!"

Did I mention I hate that son of a bitch?

"I love you too, baby." I called out. "Destroy that miserable wench!"

Abby was unquestionably sitting in the driver's seat as she leaned over and
reached for a handful of the gasping Danielle's hair. She hauled the petite
girl up to her knees and displayed her like a trophy.

"It's gonna be a long night and I don't want to hog the mat, wimp." she
sneered.
She clenched her fist, drew it back but then Danielle shocked us all with
her sudden display of grit and determination. Her right hand arced upward
with her fingers rigid and in claw formation and she buried them between
Abby's legs. My girl's feet came right off the mat as she bellowed in sudden
anguish. Danielle tore into Abby's pussy like a grizzly bear on an injured
elk calf, clawing and shredding at the sensitive flesh left virtually
unprotected by Abby's skimpy thong panty. The home team erupted with
ecstatic cheers as Danielle grasped Abby's ankle with her free hand and gave
it a strong tug. My girlfriend toppled backwards spewing shrieks until she
crashed to the mat on her back, smacking her head and ending up momentarily
dazed. Danielle was on her instantly, straddling her on her knees and
delivering windmill slaps and backhands to Abby's face. Abby managed to grab
hold of Danielle's hair with one hand and she desperately yanked her head
back and forth in an attempt to quell the smaller girl's attack. With Abby's
jutting breasts jiggling directly beneath her Danielle wisely shifted gears.

"AAAAAOOOOOWWWW!!!"

Abby screeched in pain when all ten of Danielle's talons
sunk into her tit flesh. She was forced to release her grip on her
opponent's mane and grabbed Danielle by the wrists in an attempt to pry her
claws out of her tits. Danielle refused to relent and she traumatized the
tender flesh, producing scarlet furrows with her penetrating nails. Our team
screamed for Abby to retaliate, somewhat in shock due to the sudden
turnaround. Unable to break Danielle's torturous grip Abby began to launch
punches at the girl's head. Danielle took a few shots before she tucked her
head between her arms for safety. My girl gritted her teeth as she continued
to shriek and drew her legs up until her feet were flat on the mat. With a
powerful buck of her hips she launched Danielle into the air finally
breaking her tit hold. The carrot topped girl sailed forward and her ass
made a perfect landing directly on Abby's chin. I thought my girl was toast.

"YYYOWWWWWWW!!!"

Danielle's nearly naked body went rigid as she cried out
like she'd been shot...or worse. I could see Abby's mane spilled out on the
mat behind her and it was swishing back and forth like she was chewing on
a...well...a carrot colored muff. And that's exactly what she was doing. Her
teeth were feasting on Danielle's gash.

"Christ!" blurted out Travis. "That bitch is crazy!"

Maybe so, but it was beautiful! Danielle was in absolute agony for the few
seconds she remained perched on Abby's face. She toppled to the left to
escape the jaws of death and hit the mat on her side but my maniacal
girlfriend practically stuck to her like glue. Abby plunged her head between
Danielle's legs and bit her again making the delirious girl quiver and spasm
in horrific pain. Abby jumped to her feet with a fire burning in her eyes
like I'd never seen. She proceeded to do an enraged tap dance
all over Danielle's body. Kicks and stomps exploded over every inch of the
flattened girl's battered frame until she was left a half conscious and
whimpering pile of femme flesh. Abby beat that bitch like no other bitch has
ever been beaten before. We were showering her with ecstatic praise.
She left the wreckage laying on the mat and turned to walk over to the toy
chest. She squatted down and fished through its contents until she came out
with a slim, 5" pink vibrator and a length of rope. Walking back towards
Danielle she gave me a wink.

"Fuck!" moaned Travis dejectedly.

"You got that right, asshole." snarled Abby as she dropped to her knees
beside Danielle and rolled the unresisting girl over face down. She used the
rope to tie the moaning girl's wrists behind her back securely and then she
gave Danielle's creamy ass a stinging slap. "Get up, sweet cheeks." she
growled.

Abby hauled her to her feet by her hair when she made no effort to rise.
Danielle was so thrashed and overwhelmed that she couldn't even walk and her
legs failed her halfway across the mat. She collapsed to her knees moaning
only to be jerked back up again. Abby womanhandled her over to the paneled
wall and backed Danielle up against it. She clamped a hand around Danielle's
throat and held her in place with a choke as she roughly worked Danielle's
damp thong down her legs until it fell to her ankles.

"Step out of it, slut!" growled my girl.

Danielle whimpered and her deep blue eyes teared up as the reality of her
situation began to register in her befuddled mind. She wearily lifted one
leg at a time until her thong was free from her feet. Abby jerked the
pitiful girl's head away from the wall and abruptly smashed the back of her
skull into the paneling with a resounding THUD! Danielle chirped out in pain
and her knees buckled as Abby kept her from collapsing with the tight choke
hold. With two powerful side sweeps of her feet Abby spread her rival's leg
wide causing Danielle to slide downward until her face was dead even with my
girlfriend's delectable tits. One more head smash against the wall left
Danielle practically out on her feet, her eyelids fluttering briefly before
remaining closed. The soft whimper escaping her lips rose an octave when
Abby brought the vibrator to buzzing readiness. My cock was starting to show
signs of life and unfortunately I had no way of disguising it. Thankfully my
family's full attention was on Abby and they were loudly applauding.

"Let's hum a lullaby, little girl," cooed Abby as she waved the live toy
past Danielle's ear. "It's time I put your sorry ass down and out."

She removed her hand from Danielle's throat and grabbed a fistful of red
hair to hold her in place. Danielle's face slowly disappeared from view as
Abby engulfed it between her buxom breasts, pinning her against the wall
with a standing tit smother. My beautiful girl eased the vibrator between
Danielle's legs after she moved her hips back to expose Danielle's yawning
and completely exposed pussy. Now my cock was pulsing with every rapid beat
of my heart. Everyone present heard Danielle's muffled whimpers raise
several octaves when the humming vibrator first made contact with her puffy
labia. Her tiny body quivered as Abby tickled her feminine folds with the
toy. Danielle was suffering through quite a paradox. On the one hand she was
being smothered by her hated rival but as a kick in the pants that same
rival was lighting a fuse between her legs. Her garbled protests continued
and she tried to pull her crotch away from Abby's touch but she had nowhere
to go. Once the vibrator touched her stiff clitoris she in effect signed on
the dotted line. Abby pressed her tits even harder into Danielle's
stationary face as she brushed Danielle's hot button with the toy. When she
finally nestled the head of it at the entrance to Danielle's love tunnel
lubrication was apparently not going to be a problem. Abby withdrew her tits
from Danielle's face and the fake redhead gulped air into her lungs. My
girlfriend reapplied the throat choke hold and stared into her opponent's
frightened eyes.

"I own you, bitch." she hissed. "And now you're fucked."

Danielle was the puppet and Abby the puppeteer as my girl fucked her like
she indeed owned her. Danielle's fretful cries soon softened to lascivious
moans as Abby worked the vibrator up and down and round and round inside her
pussy. Every so often she withdrew the buzzing tool to hold it against
Danielle's throbbing clit. The trapped girl's legs trembled and her hips
quivered as her climax began to sprint towards the finish line. After
another plunge session, this time making sure the vibrator tickled the
bundled nerve bulls-eye on the front wall of Danielle's cunt, Abby forced a
screaming orgasm from her shuddering, breathless rival. Even though I
couldn't stroke my upright dick I thought for a moment I was going to
explode anyway. Not only did I get to see my girlfriend demolish my ex in a
fight, I also watched her fuck her to climax. At that particular moment I
totally forgot about how pathetic I'd performed earlier. Terri and company
were rather subdued as they prepared for the score to be evened.

"Beautiful, Abby, friggin' beautiful!" cheered Jamie. "Now knock that oozing
piece of shit out!"

Danielle's "bliss" was short-lived as Abby dropped the vibrator to the mat
and abruptly buried her fist in her gut. The spent girl spewed out a
guttural groan and folded at the waist. If Abby hadn't caught her with a
fistful of hair Danielle would have gone face down on the mat.

"You're gonna have a long week licking the dirt off my feet, slut," growled
Abby as she straightened up her foe.

CRACCKKK!!!

The punch was picture perfect. If you saw Abby on the street
you'd never imagine she'd be capable of such savageness. Danielle's head
snapped back, rapped against the paneling and she went down like a five
dollar whore on a bobbing prick, landing on her ass with a jolt. Her head tipped forward with
her chin on her chest as my family erupted with applause. The score was tied.

Abby stepped away as she rubbed her sore knuckles to look down at her
destroyed rival. Jamie crossed the mat to help her drag her victim back to
my family's side as Tonya started back up with the trash talking. Danielle
was propped up against the wall and my girlfriend retrieved her foe's
discarded thong to lash Danielle's ankles together. I was so proud of Abby I
wanted to hug her and put her on my shoulders for a victory parade. It
wasn't going to happen though. The stark reality of my failure began to
squash me like a boulder once again.

"Well that yellow bellied little twat was a bust," groused Tonya to Terri.
"When we win this thing she's going back to the other side so I can blister
her gutless ass all fuckin' week."

"I won't stop ya," muttered a dejected Travis. Perfect...he and Danielle
deserved one another.

"Are you ready to put us back in command, sis?" asked Terri.

"Damn right I am!" answered Tonya.

"Alright Jamie, it's your turn," called out Terri. "Trust me honey, you
ain't gonna like my sister much."

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I won't lie and say I didn't watch blonde Jamie closely as she stripped down
to her black cotton string bikini panty. Her tits weren't quite as large as
Abby's but you could tell they came from the same stock. She had a smokin'
little body. My trance was abruptly broken when Tonya peeled off her
clothes. This redhead was built like a brick shit house. A respectable set
of firm B-cup tits were perched above her flat and toned stomach. She
definitely knew her way around a gym judging by the definition in her arms
and legs. Wearing a leopard print thong she looked like a cougar on the
prowl. Abby had mentioned that her sister Jamie was tough but I don't think
she realized what she was getting her into. Jamie's expression remained
stoic but she had to be shittin' little putty balls. Once both women stepped
onto the mat their difference in size was even more dramatic. Tonya wasted
no time pussy footing around and went straight for Jamie. The speedy little
blonde went into retreat mode instantly as she ducked and sidestepped her
opponent's lunging attacks. Tonya verbally belittled Jamie and her lack of
backbone as she relentlessly pursued the slippery girl.

"You gonna fight me or do you just want to jump straight to the fuckin',
blondie?" snarled the redhead.

"I want you good and wet before I do you, bitch," retorted Jamie bravely.

This time when Tonya lunged with a looping punch Jamie stood her ground and
snapped a stiff jab into the older woman's chin while ducking the blow. In a
flash she was free and clear of the yelping redhead and back on her bicycle.
You could see the anger progressively building in Tonya's expression as she
stalked her elusive quarry around the mat while taking a few more stinging
jabs without landing a punch of her own. Jamie was fighting an intelligent
battle and our team rewarded her with loud support. To either grapple with
or go toe to toe with Tonya would be disastrous. The blonde was proving she
had a brain in that pretty little head. Unfortunately for her however, so
did Tonya! Jamie waited for another opening when Tonya stepped in close and
she let fly with a quick punch. This time Tonya was ready and she caught the
incoming fist by the wrist and halted it. In one fluid, powerful motion
Tonya yanked her small opponent toward her and exploded forward to meet her
with a vicious clothesline to the face. Jamie yelped as she went down like a
tree, smacking the mat on her back. Tonya stood over the dazed blonde and
lifted her foot off the mat. She drove it downward to stomp the girl but
Jamie rolled out of its path and continued to roll away from danger. She
came up on her hands and knees attempting to get to her feet but Tonya
recovered swiftly and caught her square in the ribs with a heavy kick. Jamie
groaned in agony as she was launched several feet in the air before she
crashed to the mat face up.

Terri erupted with cheers for her sister as my teammates nervously called out encouragement to the flattened blonde. Tonya approached the anguished Jamie who desperately turned herself so her feet pointed at the approaching wrecking machine. Jamie struck out with a kick but Tonya simply swatted her foot aside and began to reach down to haul the girl to her feet. The resilient and determined blonde responded with another sharp kick from her other leg and this time she thumped Tonya square
in the tits. The rugged redhead yelped and was stood up by the force of the strike allowing Jamie time to roll onto her belly and hurriedly scramble away. The blonde girl had heart, there was no disputing that statement. I
feared she was in over her head with Tonya though. When Jamie struggled to
her feet she was clutching her ribs and wincing. Tonya's powerful kick had
done some damage. The redhead spun around and charged towards her adversary
who took off on a frightened loop around the mat. Terri and her kids burst
out laughing as Jamie ran from Tonya. They knew she was in over her head as
well.

"Hang in there, Jamie!" urged Mom in a concerned tone. "You can do it, sis! Don't give up!" added Abby.

Tonya lunged across the center of the mat and finally found purchase on her
quarry as she grabbed a handful of her flowing mane and reeled in the
squealing blonde. She spun Jamie around to face her and threw her arms
around the blonde's torso. With a python-like squeeze and a heave she lifted
Jamie's feet completely off the mat as she administered a crushing bearhug.

"Giving up's not an option!" growled Tonya as she tightly hugged her
squirming foe. "First I'll crush the shit out of you...then I'll fuck
whatever's left out of you!"

Jamie's legs scissor kicked through the air like a swimmer out of water and
she groaned in agony as Tonya handled her like a toddler. The redhead
grunted as she applied even more pressure and began to bounce up and down on
the balls of her feet to further the damage she was inflicting on her
trapped opponent. The kicks Jamie landed to Tonya's shins had little effect
on the larger woman and she continued to squeeze the blonde mercilessly.

Both teams screamed encouragement to their fighter but the home team had
things well in hand at this point. The only mistake Tonya made was to leave
Jamie's arms free and clear of the devastating hold. It was Jamie's only
chance and the breathless blonde rolled the dice.
The first few punches Jamie landed to the top of Tonya's head bought her no
relief but once she latched onto the redhead's ears and began yanking on
them she began to see results. Tonya cried out in pain but stubbornly
maintained the bearhug. Jamie gasped and then sucked in a labored breath as
she kept on tugging on the ears with a vengeance. Tonya tottered back a step
or two and howled in torment. Jamie's determination finally bore fruit.
After she clenched both of her fists and smacked the redhead on the ears
Tonya relinquished the hold and staggered back as her hands went for her
ringing ears.

Once Jamie's feet hit the mat she knew it was time to lash out with a
furious attack. She pivoted on one leg and buried her foot in Tonya's gut
knocking the bent over woman back several feet as a whoosh of air was
expelled from her diaphragm. A snap kick to the face popped the stunned
Tonya upright where she wobbled to and fro on rubbery legs. Keeping her
elbow tucked in close to her body for maximum leverage and power, Jamie
unloaded a wicked belly punch that forced the anguished Tonya to crumple to
her knees with her forehead pasted to the mat. Excited cheers rang out from
our side of the mat as my family applauded Jamie's sheer grit and toughness.
She was definitely hanging in there with the big girl.

The fired up blonde was now on auto-pilot and she delivered a nasty stomp to
Tonya's upper back eliciting a shrill yelp out of the redhead's lips. Tonya
collapsed onto her side and despite her battered state she cagily kicked out
with her foot once Jamie stepped up to her. The blow hit Jamie in the ankle
and sent both of her legs sideways into the air before she pitched to the
mat in a heap right beside her foe.

Both tired women struggled to their feet and Tonya fired first as she threw
a looping right hand aimed for Jamie's face. The tough little blonde bobbed
her head clear of the punch and snapped a hard kick into the side of Tonya's
planted thigh. The redhead chirped in pain and nearly went down as the kick
resulted in a charley horse which caused an immediate and painful cramp.
Jamie lunged at her to throw a head shot but Tonya managed to deflect the
blow with a desperate swipe of her left arm. Much to my delight this was
turning into one hell of a brawl and Jamie was holding her own.

"C'mon Aunt Tonya, waste that little bitch!" urged an annoyed Travis.

"Don't worry Trav, Tonya can take whatever blondie can give," assured Terri
and much as I wanted to I couldn't disagree.

Jamie was doing remarkably well but Tonya was a dangerous fighter and with
one miscue this one could be over in an instant. Even if Jamie lost she'd
still have my respect. Exhibiting signs of fatigue, both fighters threw
punches at one another without hitting their mark. As if on cue their bodies
suddenly slapped together as they buried their hands in each others mane. A
wicked hair-pulling session followed and that is where Tonya's physical
superiority asserted itself. She began to jerk the shrieking Jamie
powerfully back and forth threatening to break Jamie's hold on her tresses.
The overpowered blonde hung in there tough and managed to land another sharp
kick to Tonya's sore leg. Tonya cried out in agony and favored her good leg
as the cramped one began to spasm. She freed one of her hands from Jamie's
mane and cocked her fist to deliver a belly blow but Jamie wisely nailed her
thigh with yet another kick. The bellowing redhead was forced to release her
hair hold and grab at her hamstring and the intense pain that radiated down
her tormented leg.

It was almost as if Tonya knew she'd made a tactical error setting Jamie
free and she frantically lashed out with a left handed slap. Jamie tipped
her head away from the slicing blow, clasped her hands together and nearly
came off her feet as she drove a two fisted smash upwards into Tonya's
chops. The savage blow sent the yelping redhead reeling backwards on rickety
legs and for a second or two she wavered back and forth with her hands at
her hips in a daze. My family let loose with an excited cheer as Jamie
swiftly reared her hands back still clasped in a double fisted position. She
surged forward and smashed Tonya flush on the jaw as if she was swinging for
the fence from home plate. I watched in awe as Tonya was knocked clean off
her feet, sailed back several yards and crashed to the mat on her back with
a thunderous groan. There was a distinct, collective gasp heard from the
home team as their fighter lay spread-eagle and stunned on the mat at
Jamie's feet.

Like a wolverine going in for the kill Jamie pounced on her prey, straddling
Tonya's belly and plunging her talons into the redhead's locks. With a
vicious grimace formed on her face she proceeded to pound the larger woman's
head repeatedly against the mat in a display of total ferocity. Tonya's
grunts, groans and whimpers came in unison with each head slam and her
powerful arms flopped up and down against the mat with a stunning impotence.

"Tonya!" wailed Terri, now fully realizing how much toughness "blondie"
possessed. Tonya 's only response was a pathetic cry as her head was used to
tattoo a visible dimple in the mat beneath it. With fire in her baby blues
Jamie ceased head slamming her opponent and adjusted her grip to the top of
Tonya's scalp. She scooted forward, raised up her ass and reared back with
her right knee.

"UUUUNNGHHH...UUUUNNGHHH...Uunnnghh...uuuunnghhhhh hhh...uuhhhhhhhh..."

Five wicked knee strikes to the jaw later Tonya was pounded into
unconsciousness and her limbs went totally limp to lay splayed out on the
mat. Jamie finished with the knee smashes and sat back on Tonya's bare tits,
breathing heavily with a sheen of perspiration upon her forehead. It was one
of those fucking Kodak moments. Abby was jumping up and down with glee as she and the rest of our team noisily showered Jamie with praise.

"I don't fucking believe it..." murmured the shell-shocked Terri as she
stared down at her destroyed sister.

"Is this the best you've got?!" taunted Jamie as she looked up at Terri while lolling Tonya's head back and forth. "Cause if it is, you're fucked." she said as she slowly got to her feet and
walked over to the toy chest. She pulled out a small fingertip vibrator and
a long velvet sash and headed back to her cold-cocked foe. "Check that,
honey...SHE'S fucked!" she snickered.

She dropped the items to the mat beside Tonya's limp frame and leaned over
to pluck the redhead's sweaty thong up and away from her skin. She tugged
and wrestled with it until it gradually peeled off her hips and down her
muscular legs. After completely removing it she twisted it into a ball and
tucked it inside Tonya's ajar mouth.

"Pyeewww! If that was me I'd be gagging, you scummy bitch!" she sneered.

She grunted as she gently rolled the redhead onto her side. After lashing
Tonya's ankles together with the sash she hinged the woman's legs so they
pointed out perpendicular to her hips. After a little effort she positioned
Tonya's arms so her hands were practically touching her feet. Using the
remaining portion of the sash she bound her wrists together with it,
successfully hog-tying the beaten fighter. By holding Tonya's feet she was
able to roll the trussed up fighter onto her back again so that her hands
and feet pointed upward. It looked like this was gonna be a good ol' rodeo
fuck to me. Once again my cast iron dick was giving a full salute.

Jamie slipped the vibrator over her index finger and brought it to life. I had
heard about these little pleasure thimbles but I'd never seen one before. It
looked like it had promise. Tonya was still completely out so Jamie gave her
a wake up call of the painful variety. She took one of the woman's plump
nipples between her fingers and pinched it hard. After a few more pinches
and twists Tonya began to stir.

"Rise and shine, tough girl." announced Jamie with a devious grin. "Let's
see if what they say about redhead's in the saddle is really true."

Tonya's eyelids fluttered briefly before opening and she looked up at Jamie with a
groggy expression. "Mmmphhhh..." she mumbled. After plucking the thong out
of Tonya's mouth Jamie wrapped an arm around her opponent's vertical limbs
and held her securely as she took a position on her knees looking down at
the redhead's full auburn bush and fat pussy lips. As her consciousness
returned Tonya tried to struggle but she was expertly subdued and now at her
superior's mercy.

"That's quite a landing strip." said Jamie in reference to Tonya's hairy muff. She wagged her finger with the vibrator attached to it and smirked. "Lucky for you permission to land has been granted by the tower."

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Jamie began to trace the edges of the redhead's plump labia with her buzzing
finger causing Tonya's body to tremble. "No!" wailed the defenseless woman
woefully. "Goddamn you!" Jamie rightfully wore a proud smirk on her face as
she continued to tease her unwilling rival's pussy with the vibrator. After
every revolution around Tonya's slit she paused to press the toy directly
against the hood of skin protecting her clit and sent Tonya into a quivering
fit of moans. Much to Tonya's chagrin her body couldn't resist Jamie's deft manipulations
and soon her cunt was well lubed and glistening with her sex. "NoooooOOOOHH!" she moaned intensely as her hips automatically began to pump against Jamie's finger toy.

"I got ya, bitch." said Jamie with satisfaction. "I own this pussy now; it's mine!"

Now that Tonya was wet and trembling Jamie focused her manipulations on the
redhead's stiff and exposed clit. Tonya's body shook as her moans and hip
thrusts increased in intensity. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her tongue
was now licking her lips in between her lusty moans and groans. The
exhilaration emanating from her womanhood snuffed out any and all desire she
had to win this battle and she surrender to her rival. Her respiration's
came in swift bursts as Jamie finessed her towards the impending climax.
When Jamie lifted her vibrating finger away from Tonya's swollen clit the
redhead let out a moan that definitely signaled her frustration.

"I own your pussy, don't I bitch?" asked the cruel blonde.

"Yyyess!" responded Tonya without hesitation.

"Then say it!" ordered Jamie. "Tell everybody who owns your pussy."

Tonya whimpered, partially in shame and more so in frustration. "Jamie owns
my pussy." she gasped.

"Louder." growled the blonde.

"JAMIE OWNS MY PUSSY!" cried Tonya.

"For Christ's sake!" groused Terri. "I can't fucking believe what I'm seeing!"

"That's a good little bitch," said Jamie as she shifted her hold on the
woman's bound limbs so she could reach one of her erect nipples. She took
the swollen nub between her thumb and forefinger and pinched it hard
eliciting a yelp out of her foe. Moving her finger with the vibrator
attached to it to Tonya's mouth she traced the woman's lips with the moist
toy leaving a trail of femme frosting. "Lick my finger!" commanded Jamie
casually.

"Fuck me!" begged Tonya, the earlier hardness in her gaze now a distant
memory. "Please fuck me!"

"I'll fuck you when I'm good and ready," hissed Jamie. "Suck my finger you
pitiful cunt!" she ordered as she pinched Tonya's nipple painfully.
Damn...that hot little blonde was a work of art as far as I was concerned.

The redhead yelped and trembled and didn't hesitate to engulf Jamie's finger
with her mouth. She suckled the toy like a kitten nursing on Momma's teats
as Terri and her kids turned away in disgust. There wasn't any doubting it
now, they had a real fight on their hands! Once Jamie returned her finger to
Tonya's sopping pussy it didn't take long for the redhead to recapture her
earlier rhythm. Jamie teased Tonya's hungry clit while lightly brushing the
vibrator back and forth over it until Tonya's body was rumbling and ready
for liftoff. When Jamie pressed her finger firmly down upon the rock hard
love button Tonya launched with a fit of squeals and shrieks followed by
long, drawn out moans as her blissfully numb body convulsed. Our team
celebrated with a big round of whoops and cheers as the home team stood
there watching in shock.

"That's 2 to 1, Terri!" announced Mom excitedly. "One more loss and you're
our slaves for the week!"

"It ain't over yet, bitch!" snarled Terri angrily.

Jamie stood up and stuffed Tonya's thong back in the breathless redhead's
mouth to gag her. She held onto Tonya's hog-tied limbs with one hand and
carefully placed her foot over the whimpering woman's face. Pressing it down
she covered Tonya's gagged mouth with the arch of her foot and spread her
toes so that her big toe was on one side of Tonya's nose and her other four
piggies were on the opposite side.

"Say goodnight, pathetic bitch." she growled as she pinched Tonya's nostrils
tightly shut with her toes and pressed down hard as the helpless redhead
released a muffled whimper and weakly struggled.

Her body already spent, it didn't take long before Tonya's tepid resistance
abated and her eyes rolled into the back of her head before her lids closed.
The humiliating foot smother put her out like a light. Abby stepped onto the
mat and helped her big sis drag the demolished Tonya back to our side where
they flopped her over on her side next to the dejected Danielle. Everybody
over there hugged and congratulated Jamie and once again regret gnawed at me
for not winning my match and being able to join in on the celebration. At
least my dick was back in its flaccid state. Jamie's performance was a huge
inspiration to the rest of our team. What looked like a substantial mismatch
to the rest of us didn't faze the blonde wildcat in the least. She had a job
to do and plain and simple she did it. There were no rabbit's pulled out of
her hat. She simply outlasted her larger, more rugged opponent and
methodically beat her ass down. The disdainful Tonya had no one to blame but
herself. She flat out got whipped. At the end she was begging to be fucked.
It was fucking beautiful.

Now the question was who was Terri going to send out next? Her team had to
win the final two matches. There was no margin for error. I thought sure she
was going to put the weight on her own shoulders and call out Mom next but
Brianne, who had been relatively subdued for most of the evening now spoke,
"Let me go next, Mom. I can handle that blonde Barbie doll without a
problem...just like last time."

Terri put her hand on Brianne's shoulder and stared deeply into her eyes.
"No mistakes, Bri." she said solemnly. "I know you can do it." She turned to
look across the mat at my sister. "Kristen, it's time for your whuppin'."

My statuesque and drop dead gorgeous sister was still riding the wave of
euphoria after Abby and Jamie's convincing wins. She had a spring in her
step and a liveliness in her face that told me she was ready to get it on.
She was out of her clothes in a flash and carefully stretched out her limbs
to warm up, reduced to her powder blue nylon thong. My attention wasn't
focused on her at the moment anyway. Brianne, as evil as she'd proven to be
at our last fight, still made my cock dance. There was just something about
the little redhead that fired me up. Hell, she was the one that kicked me in
the balls and knocked me out at the end of our first encounter but I still
had the hots for her. I can't help it...I'm a guy.

When Brianne slipped her athletic shorts down her legs to reveal her purple
lace string bikini panty I almost pumped off a round right there. My dick
reached for the ceiling once again. It was a good thing that I couldn't get
my hands on it because I definitely would have started choking it and I
don't believe Abby would have liked that very well. Unfortunately, Brianne
was aware of the affection I held for her and she turned to look back at
me...and more specifically, my erection. She came to me and knelt down with
a lascivious expression plastered across her pretty face. I looked past her
and across the mat at my girlfriend who wore a look that would stop a train.
I sensed trouble! Brianne reached out with her hand and closed her fingers
around my shaft. She gave my cock a gentle squeeze and my breath caught in
my throat.

"Please don't shoot!" I thought as I clenched my teeth.

"Ya know Kyle, I was just kidding with that 'Smallville' remark," she
purred. "I like the looks and the feel of this pork sword."

"Get away from him you nasty slut!" screamed Abby angrily. Mom restrained
her as threw Terri a dagger stare.

"Terri, reel in your daughter and toss her on the mat so my girl can beat
her ass!"

Terri chuckled as she looked at Brianne and waved her hand, "Bri's a crazy
kid, what can I say? She's just stirring the pot, that's all. Can't you
girls handle a little light-heartedness?!"

"Let's fight you disgusting little tramp!" yelled Kristen. "Or are you too
afraid?"

Brianne smirked as she looked deep into my eyes. "Don't feel bad that my
brother kicked your ass twice." she cooed. "I happen to like helpless little
boys. They get me hot." She stroked my dick once, then released it to stand
up. My manhood was twitching and I was holding my breath, praying I wouldn't
shoot my load.

"I'll be back for you in a little bit." she said as she winked.

"Cunt!!!" growled Abby who was still being restrained by Mom.

"Forget that bitch." said Jamie as she stroked Abby's hair. "Kristen will
make her pay for that."

Danielle burst into a fit of giggles from her position on the floor behind
Abby. My girlfriend looked back at her and fired a back kick that smashed
into Danielle's chin and nearly knocked her out. "Shut up you little pussy!"
hissed Abby.

"Okay Barbie doll," said Brianne as she stepped onto the mat while glaring
at Kristen. "Come take your medicine. I've been waiting for years to get my
fingers inside your pretty little twat."