Chantz

The bell signaled them to start, both girls approaching eachother slowly. Vicky extended a hand.

“It’s a shame to have to beat as fine a woman as you to tears. No hard feelings?” she offered.
“Of course not, dearie…” Chantz replied, gladly taking Vicky’s hand.

Both girls suddenly lashed out with opposite legs, both planning the same thing as their toes dug into eachothers’ pussies. Both screamed in agony as they fell to the mat, both clutching their rapidly swelling cunts.

“Miserable cunt!” grunted the agonized Vicky.
“Filthy dyke!” snarled Chantz, lunging when she managed to stand up again and punching Vicky back to the mat. She ripped Vicky’s top clean off, stabbing her talons straight into the dominatrix’s nipples and making her screech in pain.

“Think that hurts? Wait til you see what I can to do your clit!”