Denaya's Catfight Tournament

[Kidman]

Denaya's Catfight Resume
By Stone
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I was a little hesitant about entering my step daughter in the tournament. The rules were the girls had to be at least eighteen years old. The catfight itself was no holds barred, no weapons but anything could be done. Hair pulling, scratching, biting, punching, kicking. There were bonuses which were given if the opponent's breasts or pussy were attacked as well as gratuitous hair pulling.

Denaya is 18, black, and my step daughter. She's 5'6" with natural hair to her ears and a lovely pair of 34 DD's with a phat little ass. Everyone calls her "Nay Nay" for short; she has a flat tummy and pouty lips. She's skinny, in the arms and not much tone really; she's a spoiled brat for the most part but now her mom needs money. It was her idea to enter this tournament and even though you could still win bonus money for losing, at least around $500, if you win you got an even thousand, plus with bonuses it could be a nice payday for one fight. The problem is, not only did the winner get to facesit the loser for ten minutes, she, the loser, also had to fuck the winner's father. This made me want to talk her out of it but NayNay was determined.
She knew I couldn't borrow enough from my 401k to help pay for her mother's medical treatments and when she looked online, short of robbing a bank, this was the fastest way to make money.
If the girls didn't do the penalty portion, facesitting and getting used like a sextoy by the dad, then they forfeit their bonus money--not to mention never be allowed another fight again. The guy in charge films each fight to sell online or something, because everyone signs a release form as well as nondisclosure for injuries.

Denaya wears a blue string bikini with hibiscus flower print on it; the back is virtually a thong--it rides up the crack of her heart shaped ass as she pulls it out nervously. Her opponent is Tracy, an 18 year old brunette with long hair nearly down to her ass. She had a lot of attitude, acting more black than my step-daughter. She had a light tan but was more fit, toned legs and tummy. She wore a black string bikini and looked like she could've been a model. She pulled her hair behind her ear but left it loose--one of the guy's rules--as I sat in a black leather chair across a living room from the other guy; Tracy's step dad--he was black, darker than Denaya.

The girls fight on the carpet, no mat, as the guy stands in one corner filming. Rules were we could not leave our seat or it's a DQ for our girl, even if they were fighting on top of me I'm forbidden from lending a hand. We could still cheer as the girls circled briefly than came out slapping. Stacy was two inches taller but she caught NayNay with like a downward slap that cracked loudly in the small room with bare white walls and a small hallway leading to the bedroom where the post-match action took place.

My girl fell to one knee but got right up, both girls grabbing handfuls of hair and pulling like a tug of war; their squeals permeated the room and I couldn't hear myself or Tracy's step-dad over their screeches. They were calling each other bitch, ho, and cunt; every word their limited vocabulary knew. They were blindly slapping each other; they were bent over from pulling hair they almost looked like rams getting ready to butt heads. Tracy took advantage, having longer naiils, reached up and scratched Denaya in the eyes. I heard my girl scream like she had been branded; she fell to her knees, holding her face.

Tracy grabbed my step daughter by her kinky hair and rammed her knee into her face. I saw the blood squirt out and I was worried she broken Denaya's nose as she slammed her knee twice before she threw my girl to the floor. She stomped down on the side of NayNay's face as she was kind of in a fetal position; squashing her heel against NayNay's thick cheeks. Both girls were barefoot but it still looked like it fucking hurt; I was worried she might get a concussion.

Tracy practically tore off Denaya's bikini top, she absently slapped my step daughter in the face, calling her a pussy bitch as NayNay sobbed like a little kid, holding her face in her hands. She kept slapping, sometimes using backhands when NayNay didn't respond; her head jostling around with each blow. Tracy pulled NayNay's hands behind her back and tied them with her own baby blue bikini top--all of which was perfectly legal as NayNay did it to her opponent in her first match last week.

That match was the reason why she wanted to come back for another. She had been so ecstatic in the car ride home, almost bouncing with adrenaline still coarsing through her body. I was worried then because her opponent was a rather big woman, about 5'4" weighing maybe 200 pounds named Helen. She had large 42DD's that Denaya thought were easy targets. At the start of their match, she came out with a flurry of slaps that made the older woman cover up, which left her open for several hard knees and kicks to her protruding belly.

Helen had wrestled in her underwear, white bra with big white granny panties. After a couple kicks to the belly and a right cross from Denaya, it put the forty year old woman down on the floor where she continued kicking her in the belly before turning her focus to Helen's large breasts. She kicked the left one right out of it's cup, making the big woman squeal out in pain like a pig, as she tried to cover up. NayNay saw that woman's big nipple and bent down trying to rip it off, twisting it in her fists like she was driving a racing car game on the Wii.

She pulled off Helen's ripped bra, which looked like something cheap she bought on clearance at Walmart, and used it to bind Helen's wrists behind her back; giving her full access to her opponents massive tits.

After just a minute of her breasts being abused, Helen was screaming for Denaya to stop. My girl asked if she wanted to submit, as she cruelly twisted one breast while kneeling on the other so it was squashed against the carpet.

"YES! YES!" she bellowed. "I submit! Just please stop hurting my tits!"

NayNay got up, pumping her little fists in the air as The Director, as he liked to be called, signaled my step daughter the winner. The womans nearly seventy year old father had to watch beleaguredly as Denaya dropped her bikini bottoms and rode Helen's fat face, having at least two orgasms, before we took her into the bedroom together. NayNay was dragging her by the hair with her hands still bound.

We basically used her like a human toilet, as The Director followed us back--the other dad wasn't permitted in the bedroom during this stage. He had lights set up and a big king size bed with a dark red wine comforter with olive green sheets on a burgandy shag rug and an off-white bathroom which provided some light. We took her there first, NayNay hadn't emptied her bladder before her match--she said she was too nervous to pee--but now she bent Helen's head over the edge of the tub and straddled her head, squatting with one leg in the tub and one leg on the floor as she shot a steady stream down Helen's throat.

She slapped Helen when she tried to turn her head, telling her she was "really gonna catch a whoopin" if she didn't swallow it all. Helen was sobbing as trying not to vomit as she drank my step-daughter's urine. I fucked her in every hole before cumming all over her sweaty face as The Director captured the money shot.

Unfortunately all the plans NayNay had for this opponent's punishment session went up when she got tied up. Tracy proceeded to punish my poor step daughter's breasts worse than she had Helen's. She was squeezing them so her nails were digging into NayNay's dark orbs. My step daughter's feet pounded on the carpet as she bit her lip to keep from screaming in pain but she was obviously in agony. After a grueling five minutes of having her tits crushed, punched, slapped, and her nipples nearly pulled off her chest, Tracy slipped a hand into Denaya's bikini bottoms. She promised to carve her pussy up if she didn't submit.

My girl was tough and kept her mouth shut but when Tracy began scratching her up she screamed out, "I surrender! Stop! Get her off! Please stop!" as she vainly tried to keep her legs shut. Tracy stood and raised her hands, almost in mock tribute to NayNay's pose last week, as she kept her foot on my step daughters face while The Director captured the victory.

Tracy removed her black bikini bottoms and rode Denaya's face reverse cowgirl, she used NayNay's nipples to pull herself forward as she ground her clit on my step daughter's mouth. She had a long, shuddering orgasm, during which she squeezed Denaya's poor, bruised tits full bore until she slowly got up.

I had to watch as Tracy's step dad, a husky black man, picked Denaya up by her hair than flipped her onto his shoulder like a caveman and carried her down the hall. He gave her ample ass some stinging slaps, making her cry out as Tracy followed, talking trash to my step daughter about what a crybaby bitch she was.

She never told me what they did, and I didn't ask but it would be two weeks before she had the guts to request another match. She told me she wanted a rematch against Tracy but deep down I think she was a little scared and needed more catfight experience. The Director always randomly chooses opponents so I doubted we would see Tracy anytime soon.