the usupers strike back

Tanya was pulling Baroness’ hair hard enough to pull it out by the roots, Baroness screaming and she tried to **** her hands away. “Nice one, twat. But I find the young ones scream with more energy than that. Ain’t that…”

She turned just as Lisa sprang suddenly to her feet, diving and cracking Tanya across the face with a cat-o’-nine tails. She staggered back, Lisa giving her a field goal kick to the cunt that brought her to her knees. The Baroness fell back to recover, but first made sure to tear off Tanya’s panties and skirt.

“You’re getting old, mother,” Lisa sneered, grinding her foot against Tanya’s sore cunt.
“Make way,” Baroness said, stepping up and stomping her own foot there as well. The girls stamped their bare heels squarely on Tanya’s pubic bone, making her spasm wildly on the mat.

Baroness whispered into Lisa’s ear, the girl grinning and nodding. Baroness motioned a 3 count (while Tanya was distracted by the pain) and they both jumped up, landing feet first on Tanya’s gut. She wretched and gagged on the mat as the girls walked all over her belly.

“How’s it feel having people walk all over YOU, mommy?” Baroness laughed. "Though your fat, pathetic body makes for much less comfort than my usual ****."