Jessika

Here’s the FIRST part of this PollFight story from a still running poll at the Catfight Report, more or less up to the half way mark, and more less trying to reflect the ebb and flow of the voting so far.

The current score at time of posting is given at the end, and with only 11 days of voting left, you can decide who ultimately wins and who gets fucked and humiliated by CONTINUING to vote at:
The Catfight Report - Your Home for Catfights, Female Combat, Female Wrestling, and More!: This Month's Catfight Report Poll: Mother & Daughter Dual Catfight: Jessika and Trina Michaels take on Dia Zerva & Ariel from Ultimate Surrender

Hope readers get TURNED ON and find it as EXCITING as much as I have writing this … that’ll be great!

Must confess that I’m suffering from a slight bias and prejudice writing from a first person perspective, but hope you enjoy the wild, wacky … and hopefully EROTIC … rollercoaster ride! TEE HEE! :-)

Kinky meaow hugs

Jessie

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SWEET REVENGE OR BACKFIRE?
POLLFIGHT: JESSIKA & TRINA vs DIA & ARIEL
By Jessika (aka Big Bad Jess)

I was so happy visiting my lovely daughter, Trina, for a few days in San Francisco, to me not only one of the most beautiful cities to visit, but the cuisine, and exciting night life, was to die for. It had been months since I last saw her, and I really missed her! She was the most fabulous, gorgeous daughter any woman could have!

She’d now also started following in my fighting footsteps, having had her first fights at Ultimate Surrender, and elsewhere. Though these had all ended disastrously for Trina due to her lack of experience, and inadequate preparation, I was fully confident that she’d eventually become every bit as a successful and feared champion as I’d been. Heh, heh, I smiled wickedly, and nothing was going to give me greater pleasure than seeing her exact fitting revenge on all those bitches that beat her recently …

My face darkened … especially that blonde bitch, Dia Zerva! Though the sexy slut reminded me a little of myself with her fearless, gung-ho, take “no prisoners”, competitive attitude … I instinctively disliked the bitch the first time I saw her … Don’t know why, but it was just something primal … she just triggered something aggressive in me …

Gawd, I just couldn’t get that image out of my mind of how she destroyed my Trina … and then brutally … no, sadistically … fucked her so hard that she was a blubbering wreck in tears … and enjoyed, mocking and hurling insults at my poor Trina … I know it was “fuck or be fucked” out there, but what Dia had done to my lovely Trina went beyond that … it was total murder and sadistic humiliation … I felt a red-hot anger rise in me …

Nothing made me happier as I deliriously diddled myself to orgasmic release after orgasmic release … when watching Nightmare overpowered and beat the blonde beauty in the Summer 08 Final at Ultimate Surrender, and then furiously and deservingly fucked the shit out of her … that made so wet and horny … it left me limply and paralyzed, but supremely satisfied! Oh yeah!

Shit, what I’d give to have a chance at teaching that cute, but cocky cunt a lesson she’d never forget … I thought back to my dominating days as Big Bad Jess, and how I would’ve easily crushed the insolent puppy … and could probably still do … after all, I was still reasonably fit … I smiled evilly as the enticing image sprung to mind of a tearful, sobbing Dia … on hands and knees, her squirming face buried in my wet, victorious slit, while Trina vengefully pounded her tight, arrogant asshole and juicy cunny from behind with a huge double strap-on … Tee hee!

Trina and I had already had loads of fun, catching up on the latest chit-chat and intimate gossip of our personal lives, shopping, wining and dining, and glamorizing at a superb spa. After together having a full day’s beauty treatment, a new hairstyle, a pedicure and French manicure, followed by a relaxing full body massage, I felt truly on top of the world!

I smiled a little thinking about my full leg, underarm and bikini wax … a bikini wax especially was never something I really enjoyed; apart from the rather embarrassing discomfort of lying with my legs spread undignified, my thinly covered crotch exposed to a stranger, it always made me a little uncomfortable when the beautician would slip in some tissue at the sides of my panty and fold over to prevent the hot wax coming onto the material. Not that I was prude … not by a long shot … my experience as a professional catfighter for many years bore testimony to my not being in the least shy of my body … to the contrary, I was a born exhibitionist, loving the attention and enjoying flaunting my body … but this was somehow different … suppose almost like voluntary BDSM, I giggled … And then there was the goddamn excruciating pain of ripping out one’s pubes by the roots … GEEZ! … worse than pulling a tooth! Gawd, what we women wouldn’t do to look and feel silky smooth and sexy … maybe deep down we women all had a kind of kinky, masochistic streak? … I smiled … Whatever! … But it worked … I felt absolutely wonderful!!!

And tonight we were planning on visiting one of my fav haunts in San Francisco … the Lexington Club … a small, intimate lesbian bar, tucked away on the edge of the Castro area. We were hoping for a relaxing evening of just chilling out, boozing and dancing with other dykes … and maybe if we got lucky we’d pick up a young, sexy companion … or maybe two … I smiled … to play with for the night … and maybe even subject to some bondage and domination? Hmmm, I mused, it’s been a while that I’ve had any impromptu action of that kind … except with my life-partner, Emma … Pity she had to stay home for work and couldn’t join me on my trip to the USA. She had been as much a parent to Trina as I, and had been with me through thick and thin … all my triumphs and defeats in the ring … and from the time I artificially inseminated myself with the sperm of some unknown donor at the sperm bank.

Jessika

I lay back deeply ... snugly ... almost erotically ... in the warm water of Trina's jacuzzi ... the churning, bubbling, frothing water lapping just below my ample D sized tits ... my aureoles were dark and enlarged from the heat. I almost decadently delighted in the luxurious foam ... the fragrant aroma ... relaxing totally in the sensuous wet heat ... giving in ... surrendering completely to my female need for pampering … for feeling spoilt ... special.

A continuous spray of bubbles delightfully massaged my body, legs, ass, and lovebox … my kitty as Emma loved calling it ... PURRR!!! This was wonderful ... I took a slow, long sip of chilled champagne from a delicate long-stemmed glass, silently toasting myself, and my daughter Trina … we had an awesome relationship as mother and daughter!

I looked down, my eyes tracing downwards from my round, pendulous tits with their distinctively large aureoles to my soft, curved, slightly convex belly … it was no longer flat and ripped … as I used to have in the heyday of my fighting career, but not too bad for an old bitch, and also having borne Trina … I smiled wistfully … at least when I stood up, I could see my curly thatch unlike a lot of women my age … Thanks to still training about 1-2 hour five to six times a week, I looked at least 10 years younger … and when with Trina, people often mistook me for her sister.

Next I cupped my breasts, and looking up in the mirror on the ceiling, critically assessed them in the reflection, and though still relatively firm, felt their sagging weight, and thought wryly … no kidding … Mother Time was catching up on me … the fucking, treacherous bitch! :-) … My eyes drifted lower to my dark, auburn bush below, speckled with the odd grey here and there … (Yikes!) …which in my fighting days was shaved clean … no need to give a bitch something to latch her fucking claws on! … Oh what the heck, time marches on, relax and enjoy! … Relaxing, I started playfully teasing my fingers through the long, tangled wet hairs of my pubic jungle ... It would be great to have a long, hot fuck tonight … I was so in the mood!

“Hey, mom, have you fallen asleep in there? Better hurry, so we can be there early for some of the sexy shows …”

Trina’s voice shook me from my reverie. “No problem, love … I’ll be quick!”, I replied

I quickly got out of the spa, dried myself, slipped on a new dark blue Frederick’s panty with see-through lacy front, neatly ... very sexily ... framing my bush, slid on a matching, knee length dress with a strappy top, built-in bra, and revealing décolleté. To round things off, I slipped on some high heel stilettos. Looking in the mirror, I smacked on some make-up, tarted up my lips, and sprayed myself with Gloria van der Bilt. Lastly, in case I needed it, I checked my handbag for some appropriate sex toys including my trusty Big Black Bertha … Yup! Ready for action! … Gawd, were we going to have one hellavu party this evening!

“Oh Mom, you look fabulous! Let’s go!”, my daughter commented as I kinda teasingly and playfully twirled into the living room where Trina was already waiting for me, braless in a lowcut, silver, lamé halterneck mini. She looked lip-smacking, beautiful and desirable … smouldering, sizzling hot! I felt a lump in my throat and a sudden tear grow in my eye as I looked at her, I felt so joyfully proud of her!

“Thanks, dear! And you look absolutely gorgeous too!”, as I quickly and lovingly pecked her on the cheek, not too mess up her glossy lipstick, giving her a quick hug, our breasts gently squashing into each other.

xxx

Some drinks later … and some sexy, sultry slowdancing already behind me with a number of potential fucks for the night … I was now really excited and in a serious party mood! I felt so alive, young, vibrant … and hellavu horny! Tee hee! Then the first show of the evening started … the lights dimmed and someone called Wordman announced a sexy pole-dance by The Maiden!

The lights dimmed and soon the outline of a curvy, shapely figure appeared, and started entertaining us with the most sensual moves I’d seen for years! Topless and dressed only in a short miniskirt, she looked like she was fucking the pole … as she expertly slid up and down the pole … wrapping, entwining her arms and legs around it in intricate, erotic moves … I was totally captivated and mesmerized … and I felt myself being turned on, my nipples hardening and warm lust pooling in my nether regions … I licked my lips and gaped longingly as she next did the demanding iguana routine on the pole … a particularly sensual move … her dimly lit body silhouetted like a moving sculpture … Hmm, this captivating slut I wanted … she literally oozed raw femininity and sexuality …

As soon as she’d finished I eagerly beckoned her over to our table … hoping for at least a personal lapdance … or maybe something even more special, intimate and private, I smiled a little wickedly … she certainly had my female engine revving … my oil heating below and my twin spark plugs on my tits firing … tingling with arousal all round …

But then I got the shock of my life as she got close, and came into the light … it was none other than that filthy whore, Dia Zerva, the fucking Iron Maiden, from Ultimate Surrender! … I was stunned and totally speechless for a moment!

Then she recognized Trina next to me, and mockingly sneered at her: “Hey loser! You’re making quite a name for yourself as a loser … and being everyone’s bitch … Whenever you need another hard fuck, I’d be more than happy to oblige … Heh, heh, you make such a good slave slut!” and turning to me, staring me up and down, said: “And who is this old bitch you’re hanging out with tonight … your big sister, huh?”

I was furious … pissed … bristling with anger … and flew up, my chair flying backwards, and gave the blonde a vicious bitch slap across the face with my right hand … SLAP!!! … and snarled: “BITCH! … I’m Jessika, her mother … and I’ve got a good mind to fuck you up, right here and now!”

Stunned, she staggered back, her large, round boobs jiggling wildly … almost careening into the adjacent table … but managed to catch her footing … and gingerly touched her left cheek which was already reddening from the blow … by now a deadly silence had fallen in the bar … only the music played on, but all conversation had ceased and everyone’s eyes were on the looming confrontation …

Then Dia smirked challengingly and cockily, her hips swaying a little, as she walked closer: “Oh, the mighty Jessika … you know, when I was growing up you were such an inspiration to me … I always dreamed … hotly … of going up against you … and then beating and fucking your oversexed brains out! … You were never much of a champion … So, bring it on … SLUT!”

Jessika

I snapped … totally … I was never one to back down from a challenge, and certainly not from a snotty nosed youngster … I seized my half full glass of gin and tonic, and ice, … and flung it into her sneering face … spinning quickly on my left stiletto, like a ballet dance move … not worrying about modesty, hitched up my dress showing my blue, high cut panty … and catching her by surprise … I lashed out with a vicious high kick of the front of my shoe to the side of her head that sent her flying through the air to land with a resounding crash on the nearby table … CRASH! … scattering glasses, bottles … and the women who were sitting there … as she tumbled over, her tanned butt briefly visible, and bisected by a white thong … landing with a hard, pleasing thud …

CLAP, CLAP! And shouts of “WOW!”. “What a move!”, “Catfight, catfight!” sounded up! Several cell phone flashes went off too … not surprisingly one or two people in the audience even had handycams out … Unfortunately the sudden handclapping, and verbal applause, and blinding flashes, momentarily broke my focus … and stopped me from moving in and finishing the fight off there and then … big mistake!

The next moment, I heard Trina shriek: “Watch out, mom!” … and before I knew it, Dia collided with me, like a spitfire wildcat … sending the two of us down, crashing into some barstools, snarling, scratching and tearing at each other … over and over we rolled … her skirt and my dress rucked up to and over our waists, our underwear only barely covering our modesty … shrilly, excited female shrieks from the audience urging us on …

When we finally came to rest against the barcounter, with the smaller blonde on top, both my boobs had sprung free from my flimsy dress, my arms a little trapped by the straps of my dress … and then the bitch gave me a hard punch to my right tit, flush on the nipple! … UNNGH!! And then one to my left! …UNNGHH! …

I gave a groan as sickening pain engulfed me … but my years of training had toughened me up to withstand all kinds of pain, but as I planned to strike back … Trina had already pulled the blonde bitch off me, and was holding her in a full nelson …

No matter how she writhed, and tried to escape, Trina held her fast … First, Dia tried to kick back with her heels to her shins, but Trina was expecting it, avoiding them easily … Next she tried a complicated jiu-jitsu throw, but Trina countered by ramming her knee hard into the blonde’s kidneys … Good! It seemed my working out with her the last few days, and teaching her a few tricks of the trade, had already helped …

I smiled and stood up slowly and deliberately, pushing the straps of my dress off my shoulders and arms so that my arms were free and my dress hung like a skirt around my waist … “Shit, I’m really gonna enjoy destroying and fucking you up!”, I hissed with an evil glint in my eye, and a vengeful smirk now on my face … and with my bare boobs swinging loosely, I sauntered forward with a swaying, confident gait … unleashing a heavy barrage of punches to Dia’s belly … OOMPH! … and one upper cut under the jaw … CRACK! … softening her up …

Then I giggled naughtily, and cruelly lashed out a quick succession of blows to her dangling boobs ... "This one's for my LEFT TIT! ... and this one's for my RIGHT TIT! ... That'll teach you to mess with my tits … BITCH! TRAMP!", I snarled … painfully squashing them flat against her ribcage … ... the bitch’s mouth gaped in pain ... eyes popped, filling with tears of pain and helplessness ... while I relished delightfully in how each punch sank deep into her soft flesh … and to the groans and moans each one was eliciting … enjoying the pumping adrenaline in my veins, and the punishment I was dishing out …

“You fucking coward! … You bitch, have Trina let me go … and let’s finish this woman to woman …” screamed Dia.

But I answered it with a scornful laugh, then I unceremoniously yanked off her mini-skirt … tossed it as a souvenir to the eager crowd of dykes and femmes, looking on … and rammed two stiff fingers into the bottom of the plump V of the trapped blonde’s white thong … right there where the outlined dent of her shaved slit was faintly visible through the damp cloth. AIIEEE!

This brought howls of agony from Dia, and for good measure I jabbed her again in the pussy ... relishing the awful demolishing ... the utter torment inflicted on the smaller blonde girl ... feeling myself getting soaking wet ... Looking over at Trina, and knowing her well enough from her porn movies … I could see by the far-away stare in her eyes that she was equally being turned on … YES! Vengeance was so sweet …

Tee hee! The Bride in “Kill Bill” was so bloody wrong! … Revenge was a dish best served … sizzling hot and thoroughly drenched! … This evening was turning out so much better than I ever could’ve imagined in my wildest dreams … It was going to be a night that Trina and I would always treasure and remember!

Then I saw a sudden movement in the crowd … What the hell!?! … A woman brandishing a bar stool, moving towards my daughter!

“WATCH OUT, TRINA!”, I barely got a warning out … before the barstool crashed over her back … fortunately only a slanting blow as she’d started to duck, but still painfully effective … WHACK! … breaking into pieces and scattering wood fragments over the floor …

OH NO! Shit! Trina released her hold on Dia, and collapsed on hands and knees and then forward on to the ground … her tits taking the brunt of the impact … leaving her stunned and keening in pain … Meanwhile Dia slid down, sprawling undignified to the floor, her legs spread wide, giving a clear view to the audience of her white thong, streaked wet underneath her prominent mound … breathing heavily from the beating she’d already taken, and barely conscious and struggling to get her wits back …

“That should even things up a little, you fucking bullying … BITCHES!!! … Come on Dia! Get up, I’ll help you to FUCK these two losers up!”, the woman who had on a pink mini skirt outfit with high heel boots, snarled, her face contorted in anger …

And then I recognized her … it was that bitch, Ariel X, the Assassin, also from Ultimate Surrender … Another snotty slut whose trash talking was notorious … and one whose dirty mouth I would love to slap shut, and wash and rinse out slowly with my cunt juices as she squirmed below my dominant crotch!

Jessika

With both Trina and Dia out of it for the moment … I moved forward quickly at my new adversary … but just as fast as I’d been earlier, Ariel launched a snappy, vicious kick into the pit of my belly … forcing me to stagger back a few steps … I let out a loud oooomph and doubled over in pain.

“How’s that feel, you fucking OLD WHORE? And that’s just the beginning!”, Ariel hissed and followed up by grabbing my hair … turning and spinning me around and yanking my head down hard into the edge of the bar counter … opening up a bloody gash on my forehead … running in a thin, red streak down into my eyes … letting go as my body bounced back and I fell to the floor on my back between the barstools … legs and arms sprawled …

Giving an Indian warcry … or something that resembled it … the dark-haired bitch then dropped both knees into my already sore belly … UNNGH! … I inelegantly flopped around like a fish on dry ground … my panty-encased crotch wide open for attack … Aw Shit! No!

Ariel beamed with pleasure, her nipples sharp pinpoints through her pink top … like all successful fighters and dominatrices, she loved inflicting pain … (and I could speak from experience! I wasn’t called Big Bad Jess for nothing!) … Lifting her foot she prepared to drive her booted heel into my helplessly exposed twat ... But immediately her triumphant expression changed to one of agony and disbelief …

As she was about to stomp my pussy, I managed to shoot up my stiletto shoe underneath her mini-skirt … and connected solidly with Ariel’s own gaping crotch … OOOHHH!! … the gusset of her pink thong indenting, but just preventing impaling her on my stiletto …The dark-haired slut clutched her pain-filled cunt … her mouth gaped open … her turn now to be like a fish on dry land, I bemusedly thought … (feeling the excitement course through me again like a surge of electricity) … and she fell to her knees, moaning, while I quickly crawled away from underneath her … and then I thudded my knee hard under her chin … BAM! … sending her backward in a cartwheel to land flat on her back … the way her breasts jostled loosely under her top confirmed that the slut was indeed braless …

But before Ariel could get up, I dove on top of her landing hard ... smashing a fist into her lovely face ... “TAKE THAT!” … bright red blood suddenly pouring from her nose, eliciting a scream of pain … while I sneered: “Not the mild sexfighting of Ultimate Surrender now is it? You are gonna so get your ass whipped for butting in, bitch!”

By this time Dia had recovered her wits, and before I could inflict more damage on Ariel, she rushed forward, getting her right arm around my neck, dragged me up and off the shrieking, and struggling Ariel ...

Gargling and choking as the bitch squeezed hard on my windpipe … I felt my eyes beginning to pop … and then Ariel groggily got up, and vengefully drove her knee into my exposed pussy … “AW GAWD!!! That hurt!” … excruciating, nauseating pain shot through me as my labia was mashed against my pubic bone … and then another one … and I felt myself sag … fortunately her knee had hit low both times and had missed my engorged clit … but I still felt myself get dizzy … as she dug her nails into my breasts, and tugged and pulled my aroused nipples savagely … I was in deep shit if I didn’t get out of this hold quickly …

But then Trina come into the fray like a howling tornado … shrieking abuse like a banshee … she tackled Ariel from behind … and immediately they tore into each other … scratching, punching, kneeing and clothes ripping … rolling over and over on the floor … and soon both were topless … tits jiggling wildly and being targeted by the other …

In desperation, I slammed back my right elbow … fortunately connecting with the blonde bitch’s belly behind me … and as her grip relaxed a little … I quickly executed a Jeet-Kune-Do throw that sent her flying high over my shoulder … and smash into the bar counter …

I briefly looked over at Trina and was thrilled that see Ariel face down … and tits squashed painfully flat on the floor, and Trina dragging her around, scraping her sensitive nipples on the floor … and then she bomb dropped her ass onto Ariel’s back, who was face-down on the floor so she faced Ariel’s legs. Grabbing both of Ariel’s ankles she bent her back into a curved bow, bringing screams of pain from the hurting girl … bet she’s nastily surprised … Heh, heh, big time! … by how much my lovely Trina has improved in the last week or so …

I smiled, things were looking good for us again … and rushed toward Dia, diving toward her in an attempt to pin her under my greater weight … but the crafty bitch really could fight … and she brought up both her legs just at the right time to hit me in the solar plexus … and rolling back grabbed my hands which I’d stuck out instinctively to regain balance … and used my momentum to turn me into a human projectile … sending me up and over and right onto the polished bar counter … so that I slid several feet along its length … bottles and glasses scattering … before crashing down hard on the other side …

And as I was starting to get up … I was knocked down by another flying body … What the fuck? It was Trina! With our limbs entangled, we crashed to the floor, Trina on top … face to face, our large boobs crushed together, our right thighs pressed hard into each other’s crotches … as if we were scissor or tribb fucking each other …

“My, my, now isn’t that so cute and adorable? Mother and daughter scissor screwing each other!”, Ariel sarcastically mocked as Dia and Ariel’s grinning faces soon appeared over the bar counter … “Heh, heh … but not surprising actually … the fucking nymphos and dirty sluts that they are!”, Dia sniggered caustically, laughingly high-fiving each other.

Stung by their verbal barbs … we immediately disentangled and staggered to our feet … slipping out of our dresses … to appreciative as well as catty howls from the boisterous crowd … as well as our high heels so as to move faster … so we were left only in our already soaked panties and thong respectively … “Nice bush there, Jess!”, someone shouted … However, I didn’t care much knowing that my tangled, dark bush was by now clearly visible to the gaze of the crowd through the thin lacy front … focusing entirely on the task at hand: winning the fight! … There was no fucking way we were gonna lose to these two cocky sluts … the thought was too dreadful to consider!

The crowd by now was going wild … some shouting support for us … “Come on. Jess and Trina! … Kick their butts and wipe the floor with their love squirt! You can do it!” and some for Dia and Ariel … “Wow! Great move, Dia and Ariel! … You’ve got the two big cunts now! … Make them pay!” and I even heard some laying bets: “My bet’s on the mother and daughter …” while another said “No way those two fat boobed bitches can win, especially not with a wimpy daughter like that …”, and I felt my blood boil …

Jessika

The two trashy tramps were still delightfully sniggering … when we vaulted ourselves … feet first … Trina striking Ariel with a crack to the head, snapping it back, sending her down hard, instantly changing her gloat to a grimace of pain … and my feet slamming into the underside of the inviting bare tits of Dia like a homing missile … slapping them painfully upwards, crushing them into her ribs … sending her tumbling backwards …

“We’ll show you what’s cute when we’re done demolishing and fucking you! It’s my time for REVENGE!”, Trina snarled angrily, clenching her fists.

“That’s the way, Trina!”, I shouted encouragement, glad to see that she was so pumped up … knowing we were gonna need it to win this brawl … and I said: “I’ll take blondie … you take Ariel … and give her some serious shit!”

And again we were embrawled in a wild tangle … Trina managing to rip off Ariel’s skirt … the battle see-sawing this way and that … then it seemed we were taking a decisive lead, and then they would surge back … the fight was in a delicate balance …

Gradually I felt I was wearing Dia down … which was not surprising given her earlier energetic pole exercise and subsequent torture at our hands … but then saw that Trina was in trouble … Oh no!

Ariel had stripped Trina’s thong off, and was working her beautiful boobs and belly over … a street tart called Deborah eagerly spurring her on: “Oh yeah, that’s it … PUMMEL those fat tits and pudgy belly!” I could see the terror in Trina’s face, and it looked like she would faint any minute. OH NO! Then Ariel stomped on Trina’s pussy …

As I heard my daughter Trina yelp in pain ... and decided to stop toying and playing with the groaning Dia squirming below me ... overpowered by my weight, strength & experience ... as she tried to escape in vain ... I gave her a teasing kiss while my left hand slipped underneath her thong, fingering her smooth, wet slit ... and as she tried to close her thighs ... I grabbed a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon from a nearby table ... and smashed it over her head ... knocking her virtually unconscious amid a shower of glass and expensive red wine ...

“Woopee, Jess … WAY to go!”, I heard a young friend, Candy, shriek wildly: “Go and get Ariel … can’t wait to see you and Trina strap-on fuck those two!”

Then I got up and rushed toward Ariel ... seizing her from behind by her hair and jerking her viciously off Trina ... "PAY BACK TIME, BITCH!", I hissed, as I cocked my fist, unleashing an uppercut to her jaw, staggering her back, but unfortunately not knocking her out … Geez, the little, skinny skank was tougher than she looked!

Warily we circled each other … waiting for the other to make a first move or to leave an opening for attack … while behind me, Dia was groggily getting to her feet … and so was Trina behing Ariel …This was gonna be fucking LONG evening!

TO BE CONTINUED …

Who wins and who gets fucked and humiliated? With 11 days of voting left, YOU decide the FINAL OUTCUM by voting by CONTINUING to vote at:
The Catfight Report - Your Home for Catfights, Female Combat, Female Wrestling, and More!: This Month's Catfight Report Poll: Mother & Daughter Dual Catfight: Jessika and Trina Michaels take on Dia Zerva & Ariel from Ultimate Surrender

And please add more juicy comments too … anything goes … to spice things up with dirty suggestions & support is sooo EXCITING! Makes it more real & FUN! Tee hee! :-)

xxx

COMMENTS & SCORE:

Current Score
Jessie and Trina: 120
Dia and Ariel: 123

As the complete underdogs in our fight with Dia & Ariel from the outset ... with me as a retired, old fighter ... and Trina with lots of potential but little experience ... we are making an excellent showing so far ... and who knows … we might just cause a HUGE UPSET! Evil giggle! Lol! :-)

The lead has been changing very rapidly and it’s difficult to keep up & reflect in my writing … For example, yesterday (Jan 5, 2009) Trina and I were at some stage leading by 119 to 113, and by last night it was whittled down 120 to 118, and by this morning, Dia and Ariel are in the lead by 123 to 120 votes … so things are still in a delicate, fluctuating balance!

Snarl, scratch, hiss! Winks!

Meaow hugs
Jessie
P.S. Those of you that have been to The Lexington Club in SF as I've been several times on each visit I've had ... will know that there's no pole dancing platform, etc. ...

Jessika

Have made a couple of my pics public at MySpace at
MySpace
for those interested ...

Please comment on the story ... and feedback, comments or suggestions will be appreciated ... anything is better than nothing!

Meaow
Jessie

obiwan1120

Jessika: You just keep getting better & better with each fight you describe.
Its always hot when you go after your opponents vulnerable body parts & describe how you love inflicting pain and humiliation on them. The trash talk is also done well but you need to get a bit more nasty - if thats possible!
Just be careful not to get aroused yourself as you attack their breasts, tear off their thongs and finger their slits. I've found that it leaves you just vulnerable enough for the bitches to alter the momentum.
As of right now the voting is tied again so it doubles the anticipation for the remainder of the bout. I cant wait to see how the voting goes, then to read your ending.
I have a feeling the final outcome and punishment/reward will be one for the ages!
p.s. I also checked out your photos on MySpace. Thanks for the advice. I'm even more confident now that you & Trina will prevail.

obiwan1120

BBJ:
I thought your photos on MySpace were terrific. I commented on one of them - you in the tub looking over your shoulder - that you reminded me of an actress. At the time I couldnt think of her name but a bit later it came to me. You resemble Isabella Rossellini. I couldnt find a photo that was a better example but I am posting one from her web page. I also couldnt upload a large size of your picture so I zoomed in a bit on your head from the tub photo as a comparison. Of course it made it a bit fuzzy. So I'm attaching 3 pictures: one of Isabella & both the original and blown-up versions of your head.
I'm curious if you agree even slightly.

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Jessika

Hmm, thanks, Obi, thrilled and excited that you're enjoying the story so far ... with the absence of responses, was really getting worried that it 'sucked' a bit ...

Sure am planning on things getting a little 'nastier' as the story goes towards its climax ... got all kinds dirty, wicked things planned ... WOOPEEE! or OOOH NOOO! Tee hee! :-)

Blush! You sweep my feet from under me with your flattery ... comparing me to the gorgeous Isabella ... WOW! :-) But you are right, there is some resemblance ... at least in the look & pose of our faces ... :-)

Meaow
Jessie

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Jessika

There also seems to be the distinct possibility that the Poll could end in a DRAW! Which will make things harder for me to write in some respects ... but maybe then the audience have their way with ALL of us? Yikes! ... Maybe our 'punishment' for all the damage to the furniture & glasses? ... Tee hee! :-)

Ciao
Jessie

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