Sapphire vs Ivy: Backstage Brawl 2
by
hamish1024

Sapphire hummed happily to herself as she pulled away her clothing. The voluptuous blonde was alone in the changing rooms, preparing for another late-night workout at the gym. The previous evening she had ran into her arch-rival, Ivy, and after a vicious catfight Sapphire had been able to inflict some enjoyably nasty punishments on her defeated enemy. Sapphire’s triumph had left her buzzing with confidence, so she had returned to the gymnasium again for more after-hours training. She now stood naked, barefoot on the tiled floor, searching out her gym clothes. A female cry rang out, interrupting her preparations.

“You!”
It was Ivy, standing at the far end of the changing room, pointing accusingly. She was casually dressed, with a look of pure hatred on her face.
“You fucking bitch!” Ivy elaborated. She swept her long black hair clear of her eyes, revealing their cold blue fury. Seething with anger, she folded her pale arms across her chest.
“Oh, hi Ivy!” Sapphire turned to face her foe, making no attempt to cover her bare body.
The gothic girl frowned. “Eight hours. Eight fucking hours you left me tied up in that cupboard!!”
“Ooh, bad night, eh? Is that why you look so rough? Oh, no, wait, that’s normal!”
Ivy ignored the insult. “You’ve got some nerve coming back here. I was hoping to run into you.”
“Oh yeah? Fancied another faceful of my panties again? You’re a perverted bitch, you know that?”
Ivy clenched her fists and stepped forwards. “Cow!” she spat, “This time, I will take you apart!”
“I’m more that happy to kick your ass again, Ivy, but how do I know this isn’t an ambush?”
“Come on, this place is deserted. I don’t need help to beat you down.”
“Alright, I’ll fight you woman-to-woman, if you make it fair by stripping off as well.”
Ivy stared at the full, naked figure of her enemy. The gothic girl hadn’t planned on a nude catfight, but realised it would add intensity to their physical contest. Finding the prospect surprisingly exciting, Ivy kicked off her shoes and began removing her clothes.

Sapphire wolf-whistled as Ivy stripped down in front of her.
“You’d better get a good look now, bitch,” hissed Ivy, “’cos very soon you’ll be out cold!”
She tossed her black bra and thong to one side. Both girl were now stark naked, glaring at each other for several silent moments. The goth stared at Sapphire’s big pink body, those broad hips and shoulders possessing a lot of strength, as well as housing a gigantic pair of breasts and a round, fleshy backside. Meanwhile, the unkempt blonde ran her eyes over Ivy, admiring the tall girl’s lean, muscular figure, her snowy white complexion and her long, powerful legs. Neither girl appeared in the least bit intimidated by the prospect of fighting nude, and unashamedly took note of each other’s neat, dark pubic hair. The two gorgeous combatants were now fiercely anticipating the upcoming struggle. Only one woman would be walking away from this.

The girls began to advance, bare feet padding along the tiled floor of the changing room. Both wrestlers were displaying caution; their deep, mutual loathing was tempered by the experience of yesterday’s fight, and the absence of clothing added a new dynamic to the contest. Bare nipples and exposed crotches would be especially vulnerable to attack, though both these amazons were relishing the prospect of inflicting such high levels of pain. Just a few feet apart, the naked beauties suddenly lunged at each other.

Arms locking, the two wrestlers began to grapple, hands firmly placed on their shoulders. Seething with mutual hatred, they began to push. Their muscles tightened and their brows knotted as they struggled against each other, slowly staggering backwards and forwards. Little grunts of effort echoed round the otherwise silent room. Their unclothed contest filled them with primal aggression, their nude bodies flooding with adrenalin as they battled to prove their physical prowess.

Over time, Ivy’s longer limbs, coupled with her lust for vengeance, seemed to give her the edge. She gradually forced Sapphire backwards, until she was able to shove the busty blonde against the changing room wall. Pinned against the hard tiles, the voluptuous girl was now in a weak position. Ivy held her opponent in one arm while grabbing her head with the other. Clutching Sapphire’s forehead, Ivy smacked her enemy’s skull against the adjacent wall. The trapped girl was unable to respond, prompting Ivy to repeat the head-slam again, and again, and again.
“Take that, bitch!” Ivy cried triumphantly.
Sapphire grimaced, her lank hair falling across her face. Ivy pressed her advantage by thumping her adversary in the stomach, causing her to gasp in pain. Finding her stride, Ivy wound back her right fist, then slammed it straight into Sapphire’s face. There was a smack as the busty girl’s head bounced from Ivy’s knuckles, and snapped back into the hard tiled wall.

Sapphire gave a pitiful groan, and her head lolled. Keeping her rival pinned upright, Ivy couldn’t resist the opportunity to hurl some insults.
“You like that, cow? You ready for a whole lot more?”
Sapphire shook her head, trying to clear her mind. Then, suddenly, she fixed Ivy with a contemptuous glare.
“Hey, Ivy, did you remember to bring your handcuffs again!?” she taunted.
Distracted, Ivy glanced back over her shoulder to look at her leather bag. This short window was enough for Sapphire to shuffle into a better position. When Ivy turned her head back round, her pallid face was met with a brutal headbutt. The gothic girl cried out as Sapphire’s head smashed into her nose. She clutched her face and staggered away from the wall.
“Aha, bondage bitch did bring some handcuffs, didn’t she!?” Sapphire grinned.
The curvy blonde stepped forwards and drove her knee into Ivy’s unprotected gut. The taller girl squealed, and doubled over in pain.
“Looks like I’ll be having more fun with your sorry S&M ass tonight!” crowed Sapphire.

Her opponent winded, Sapphire rubbed the back of her battered head, then advanced on the stricken goth, who was still reeling and holding her stomach. Sapphire wrapped her arms around Ivy’s shoulders, putting her in a firm headlock. She marched the pale-skinned girl forwards in her bent-over position, until they were facing the door to the bathroom. The big blonde drove her enemy forwards, smashing her head against the closed door. The heavy door shook violently as the top of Ivy’s skull was slammed against it. Wielding her rival like a battering ram, Sapphire flung Ivy into the door a second time. There was a loud crash, as the force of the impact bust the lock on the door, causing it to fly open. Sapphire quickly let go of the dark-haired girl, letting her collapse into the doorway. Ivy lay on the floor groaning, clutching her aching head.

Sapphire stepped through the now-open doorway, stamping on her floored opponent as she did so. The big blonde then used her foot to push Ivy’s head across the doorway, shoving it against the outside of the frame. Sapphire grabbed the edge of the open door, preparing to slam it on her enemy’s skull. Groggily, Ivy realised what was about to happen.
“Oh, please, no, don’t… ungh!!”
With brutal force, Sapphire slammed the door shut, squashing Ivy’s head between the frame, and the heavy wooden door. The gothic girl wailed helplessly, the blow to her head causing severe, disorienting pain. The callous blonde cackled, and repeated the move, crushing the other girl’s head with another sickening thud. Ivy groaned desperately, writhing in the doorway, her bruised skull aching terribly. With a grin, Sapphire realised that her foe’s resistance was rapidly disintegrating.

Sapphire sank her hands into Ivy’s long black hair, using those tangled tresses to take control of the other girl’s weakened body. She pulled Ivy across the bathroom floor, then forced the goth up onto all fours. Ivy’s blue eyes were still unfocused, and she was unable to resist this rough treatment. Ominously, Sapphire had positioned her rival in front of the white toilet bowl.
“Eat this, bitch!” the blonde laughed maliciously.
Sapphire thrust Ivy’s head down inside the toilet. The dark-haired girl squealed indignantly as she plunged into the ceramic bowl, her face splashing into the water at the bottom. Mercifully, it was clean, though it was still a degrading position to be in. Ivy squirmed and waved her arms in protest, but Sapphire stood over her with a firm grip on her head, and refused to let her up.
“Urgh! You sick whore!” Ivy screamed from inside the toilet.
Sapphire responded by pushing the handle for the flush. Her victim yelped as she heard the cistern kick into life. Jets poured out onto Ivy’s hair, and the water level began to rise. It swirled upwards, filling the bowl, submerging Ivy’s face completely. The poor girl spluttered and coughed as she was temporarily drowned, though the water soon receded. Ivy was left groaning, her dark locks sodden and hanging wetly over her face.   

Before the pale-skinned girl could recover from her dunking, Sapphire grabbed the upturned toilet seat and slammed it downwards. The heavy wooden oval crashed jarringly into the back of Ivy’s head, causing her to slump forwards in pain. The blonde repeated the move, driving the seat into Ivy’s skull a second time, then a third. The gothic girl groaned weakly as her head ached and she suffered the humiliation of being bludgeoned inside a toilet bowl. Sapphire grinned evilly as she dished out the abuse; the enmity of these girls knew no boundaries. After the third slam, Sapphire kept the seat pressed down across her victim’s shoulders. The curvy blonde then sat down on top of the toilet, crushing her foe beneath her weight. The full force of the big girl’s body pushed down onto Ivy’s collarbone, trapping her head inside the toilet bowl. The hapless goth howled miserably. The cries echoed round her dank, ceramic prison.

The dominant blonde chuckled happily as the girl beneath her suffered. Sitting there made her feel incredibly powerful, listening to her trapped enemy moan disgustedly, watching her pale-skinned ass wiggle helplessly in the air. Sapphire emphasised her control by pulling the flush again, smiling as she heard Ivy’s gasps and splutters from inside the toilet. As she sat there, the busty babe thought leisurely about the sadistic punishments she could inflict on her rival.

Her cold grey eyes soon alighted on the plastic toilet brush by her feet. She snatched it up, wielding it in her right hand. From her seat atop the toilet, she found she could use the brush to strike at Ivy’s upturned ass. The trapped girl whimpered unhappily as she received a blow to each buttock. The kinky blonde then slid the brush in between Ivy’s ass cheeks, dragging it up and down in a scrubbing motion. The goth wailed at this latest degradation, the plastic bristles painfully scratching at her ass crack.
“Fucking… stop… please…” her voice cried from inside the toilet.

Sapphire was enjoying this perverted game. She climbed off the toilet seat and turned to look at her victim. Ivy slowly pulled her head from the bowl. It was a pitiful sight: her damp black hair was smeared across her face, and drops of water fell down from her tired features into her lap. She exhaled sharply, swallowing hard and turning to face Sapphire. The voluptuous girl was standing right over her, still brandishing the toilet brush. She waved the plastic implement in front of Ivy’s nose.
“Just giving you a good scrub, girl. I think I’ll brush your teeth next!” she cackled.
Sapphire held the foul brush just inches from Ivy’s face. The black-haired girl gagged, and shrieked in utter horror. Ivy held her hands to her mouth in disgust and tried to escape her depraved attacker. She shuffled back onto her ass and kicked wildly with her legs, pushing herself away from Sapphire by sliding across the floor.
“Oh, god, no, you wouldn’t dare!” she gasped, backing away fearfully.
“Ha! Wanna bet, bitch!?” Wielding the brush, Sapphire slowly advanced.
“No way, that’s too gross, you can’t – eek!”
As Ivy shuffled back, her bare feet lost their grip and she fell onto her back. Her heart sank as Sapphire loomed over her helpless form.
“Open wide, Ivy! We’ve got to be good and thorough!”
The floored girl squirmed miserably. The thought of having a toilet brush jammed into her mouth made Ivy’s stomach churn. She thought that no-one could stoop that low, but she also knew that Sapphire was just about heartless enough to actually go through with it. The depraved blonde began leaning down over Ivy, who shuddered in dismay.

The gothic girl flailed her limbs in desperation. Her right hand knocked against a plastic bottle. Quickly grasping it, Ivy flung the container up towards her enemy’s face. A blue spurt of cleaning fluid splashed straight into Sapphire’s brow. Drops of vivid goo splattered out across the blonde’s face. Sapphire screeched and immediately pulled back from her opponent, dropping the toilet brush in the process. The voluptuous girl cried out in pain, clutching her face. Evidently, some of the cleaning fluid had entered her eyes.
“Shit, shit, shit!” Sapphire cursed, staggering around and grimacing in pain.
Ivy still lay on the bathroom floor; the bedraggled goth was relieved at the reverse, but still too weak to capitalise on it. Moaning at the pain in her eyes, Sapphire stumbled out through the door and headed for the adjacent shower area. The naked blonde was terrified that the blue bleach would permanently damage her eyesight, though in reality only a tiny drop of goo had entered her eyes. The stinging pain was nevertheless enough to force Sapphire into a search for clean water. She quickly flicked the shower taps on, and guided the warm water into her irritated eyes. Sapphire sighed in relief as the pain subsided, and her vision returned to normal.

Sapphire stood underneath the shower, panting. The warm jets felt good against her skin, invigorating her sweaty body and filling the room with steam. The water soaked into her blonde locks, gently massaging her bruised head. More spray flowed down her exposed, curvy figure, water trickling round her fleshy buttocks and in between her heaving breasts, falling from her glistening wet form in steady drops. Satisfied that the bleach had been washed away, she flicked the showers back off. Thinking about Ivy’s lucky escape, Sapphire punched the wall in anger.

Meanwhile, Ivy had dragged herself up off the bathroom floor, and ventured out in search of her missing opponent. She entered the shower area to face off with Sapphire once more. The dripping wet blonde turned towards her pale-skinned foe, glaring at her through the steam-filled air.
“Ah, there you are, Ivy. Up at last!”
“Hey, you’re the one who ran off screaming!”
Sapphire began to protest, when Ivy stepped forwards and grabbed a handful of the voluptuous girl’s wet hair. She pulled Sapphire backwards, then delivered a punch to her unprotected face. The blonde yelped, bringing up her hands to guard her head, but Ivy’s next punch hit her straight in the belly. Grunting in anger, Sapphire bodily shoved Ivy away from her. The wrestlers eyed each other cautiously. Ivy flung her leg out, hitting Sapphire’s thigh in a quick snap kick. Sapphire snarled, then suddenly lunged at her enemy. Ivy tried to dodge, but her bare feet lost balance on the wet tiled floor. The big blonde crashed heavily into Ivy, slamming the gothic girl hard against the wall. Sapphire wrapped her arms around her weakened foe, taking control of her body and applying a head lock. The two naked figures struggled together for several seconds, staggering and straining in the humid little room. Ivy whimpered as she realised she couldn’t escape
 the hold.

“You should have run while you had the chance!” Sapphire hissed, asserting her dominance.
With the upper hand, Sapphire bent Ivy forwards. Then she gripped the back of Ivy’s head and flung herself bodily towards the floor in a bulldog manoeuvre. The black-haired girl screeched as she was slammed face-first into the ground. There was a loud, wet thud as she crashed into the hard, unforgiving tiles. Harsh pain rang through her skull, and her grip on consciousness began to falter. The brutal impact hadn’t quite knocked Ivy out, but she was left badly dazed, floored and helpless.

Climbing to her knees, Sapphire smiled at the intense power move. Ivy’s battered body was there for the taking now. The wet blonde rolled the pale-skinned girl onto her back, her black hair lying messily across the floor and her red lips agape. Sapphire felt the familiar urge to sit right on her face, to finish Ivy off with a suitably long and unpleasant ass-smother. Grinning, the voluptuous girl moved over into the reverse facesit position, straddling Ivy’s head.

Sapphire carefully lowered her ample backside down onto Ivy’s pretty face. The naked blonde arched her back in dominant satisfaction, shuffling into position on top of her rival. Poor Ivy’s features were utterly engulfed by Sapphire’s fleshy butt. The full weight of her big opponent pressed into her nose and mouth, smothering the goth. Sapphire’s skin was wet and slippery, and the blonde ground her hips round and round, rubbing her ass heavily into Ivy’s face. That this humiliating move was being performed in the nude made it all the more degrading. The pallid girl’s nose all but disappeared between the large, glistening butt cheeks above it. Ivy cried out in despair, but her voice was muffled. The nasty facesit continued for several long moments, Sapphire grinding her waist erotically. Steam swirled round their naked bodies as this intimate position wore on.

Ivy was suffering badly. Her breathing passages were being squashed in the humid smother, and she felt the burning in her lungs steadily increase. Denied fresh air, the floored girl began to panic. Ivy gathered her strength and tried to push her tormenter away, but with Sapphire’s full weight pressing down on her upper body, the seated girl was impossible to shift. Ivy moaned in frustration, but her struggles had no effect on the punishing ass-smother. Desperate thoughts shot through Ivy’s squashed head: she knew she was close to a second embarrassing defeat, but she was determined not to let that nasty bitch Sapphire triumph over her again. The abandoned gym promised a second night of hell for the losing girl tonight.

The gothic girl flexed her long, outstretched legs, then curled them upwards, hoping somehow to dislodge Sapphire from her seat. Body bent, Ivy managed to catch Sapphire’s head between her knees. The floored goth quickly brought her pale legs together, applying a headscissors to the girl on top of her. Sapphire tried her best to free her neck from those long, muscular limbs, but Ivy’s thighs were tightly clenched. The black-haired girl was still stuck in that horrible reverse facesit, but at least she was fighting back.

Badly smothered, Ivy scissored Sapphire’s head as if her life depended on it, which wasn’t too far from the truth. The blonde groaned as her neck was slowly crushed, though the voluptuous girl knew that as long as Ivy’s face stayed underneath her ass, victory would be hers. Low moans echoed through the tiled room as the wrestlers struggled in their ‘69’ position. Ivy was surely getting the worst of this, having been face-sat for well over a minute now. The gothic girl’s legs, however, held incredible power, and inch by inch they were weakening Sapphire’s control. The busty babe was slowly dragged forwards by the brutal headscissors, her face screwed-up and flushed with effort. There was a loud gasp of relief: Ivy’s face had finally emerged from beneath Sapphire’s backside. The floored girl gratefully breathed in some much-needed fresh air.

Ivy was careful not to relinquish her headscissors, though, and continued to pull Sapphire downwards. The wet-haired blonde fought bitterly, but could not escape her rival’s thighs. Her shoulders still pressed to the floor, Ivy scissored relentlessly. Sapphire’s wide ass was just inches from Ivy’s face, and she knew that if she faltered, the face-sit would be easily reapplied. Their nude bodies strained against each other for several long moments.

At long last, the battle swung in Ivy’s favour. The taller girl rolled sideways, using her fearsome leg muscles to flip Sapphire off of her. The two fighters were now lying on their sides, at ninety degrees to one another in an ‘L’ shape on the floor. Most importantly, though, Ivy kept the reverse headscissors firmly in place. The gothic girl now had a clear advantage, her ankles locked to prevent any escape. Sapphire was now held against the floor, her trapped head aching, only able to see Ivy’s snowy white ass. She moved her arms upwards, searching for Ivy’s breasts. The black-haired girl, however, found it easy to fend off these clumsy advances. The headscissors continued unabated.

Sapphire was in real trouble now. She had spent a lot of effort trying to prise those ferocious thighs from her neck, and had failed miserably. Overpowered, her options were fast running out. Blood was struggling to reach her scissored head, and her vision was darkening. Merciless pain thumped through her skull. Despairing, the blonde tried to claw at her enemy’s pallid legs. She gripped the skin, but her fingers were too weak. A look of slow-witted confusion passed across Sapphire’s eyes, then she promptly passed out.

Ivy felt her enemy’s nude form go limp. Having scissored her enemy into oblivion, the exhausted goth smiled triumphantly. Panting, she made sure Sapphire was out cold, then wearily got to her feet. She looked down at the busty blonde, laid out flat on her back on the wet tiled floor. Finally, Ivy had her victory, and it tasted sweet.
“That’ll teach you not to try and face-sit me, you dirty bitch!”
The black-haired girl chuckled, realising she was now free to extract her revenge on Sapphire. Smirking, she left the shower area.

Ivy soon returned, carrying her leather handbag. Sapphire was still on the floor, unconscious.
“You were right, Saph, I did bring toys!”
Ivy reached into her bag and produced two sets of leather wrist restraints: black, solid, chain-linked, and from her extensive bondage collection. Ivy hauled the slumbering blonde upright, against the wall, then used the leather shackles to tie Sapphire’s hands to the shower pipe up above her head. As she was manhandled, the voluptuous girl began to stir, but Ivy had pulled the restraints tight and fastened them long before Sapphire was able to regain consciousness. The big blonde was left dangling upright, with her arms stretched high towards the ceiling.

When Sapphire woke she was surprised to find herself standing, with her raised wrists tightly bound. Ivy was in front of her, grinning maliciously.
“What the… oh, no! No!” Sapphire wailed, pulling uselessly at her restraints.
“You lost, I’m afraid!” smirked Ivy. “And you know what that means, don’t you? I’m going to have to pay you back in full for every hour of torture you inflicted on me. Oh, I’m gonna enjoy this. Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it?”
Sapphire’s naked body was trembling in fear. Wide-eyed, she squealed and squirmed, but her black shackles held firm.
“Help! Somebody help me!” she bellowed, her cries echoing around the room.
“No-one can hear you” tutted Ivy.
 The dark-haired girl delved into her handbag again, this time selecting a red plastic ball gag. She waved it in front of Sapphire’s helpless face.
“Gobby cow, aren’t you? This might shut you up.”
Ivy took the gag and held it between her pale legs. She spent several seconds rubbing the red plastic into her bare pussy. When she removed it, the ball was glistening and moist. Then Ivy crammed the gag into Sapphire’s unwilling mouth.
“Ugh, please, no- mmppphhh!!”
Ivy grinned evilly as she fastened the leather strap behind her victim’s jaw, leaving her tightly gagged. Sapphire’s lips were now stretched around the hard plastic which filled her mouth and pressed against her tongue. Muffled groans signalled her disgust. With the gag coated in Ivy’s pussy juices, Sapphire was forced to both smell and taste her enemy.

“Oh come on, don’t act like you don’t enjoy it, dyke!” spat Ivy. “I know you’re getting off on it, really. Hey, why don’t I play with your tits as well?”
Ivy placed her pale hands over Sapphire’s big breasts, then began to squeeze. The gagged girl shuddered helplessly. With slow, cruel movements, Ivy began to twist and maul her enemy’s fleshy chest. The dark-haired domme spent several long minutes like this, punishing those huge bosoms. Ivy would curl her long fingers inwards and sink her nails into the skin, grab the nipples to twist and pull them, fill her hands with flesh then crush it in her fists… the tortures were varied, ruthless, and excruciatingly painful. Sapphire was beside herself with pain, her senses reeling and her gagged mouth unable to scream. Her big, vulnerable chest burned from Ivy’s focused cruelty, and her blue-grey eyes began to water.

After countless scratches, twists and pinches, Ivy finally relented. As those sadistic fingers left her breasts, Sapphire felt a moment of relief. This soon turned to panic as Ivy moved her hand up to Sapphire’s face, then pinched her nostrils shut. With the blonde’s mouth firmly gagged, it was all too easy for Ivy to asphyxiate her victim. Sapphire’s teary eyes widened in terror as her airways were sealed.
“What’s the matter? Short of breath?” teased Ivy.
The pale-skinned girl looked on as her victim squirmed and struggled for air. As the smother continued, Sapphire’s lungs began to ache. Her vision began to blur and she felt desperately light-headed. In stifled, nasal moans, she begged for air, but Ivy cruelly denied it. Heart pounding, the shackled blonde felt herself sliding into darkness again... when at the last second Ivy let go of her nose. Sapphire felt another flush of relief, breathing in deeply through her nostrils, gratefully pulling oxygen into her starved body. She was glad to be allowed to breathe again, though it was tempered by the knowledge that Ivy was simply toying with her as she dangled helplessly from the restraints.

Ivy mocked her opponent’s heavy, nasal breathing.
“Aww, don’t worry Saph, I don’t want you asleep just yet… it’s far more fun if you’re awake!”
Sapphire’s heart sank as she realised she would have to endure a lot more punishment this evening. Her spirits fell even lower when Ivy reached into her bag, and pulled out a wicked-looking riding crop. Grinning, Ivy tried out her toy with an enthusiastic flick of her hand: the crop cut through the air with a vicious-sounding ‘swish’. Sapphire winced as she saw what was in store for her. Savouring her enemy’s discomfort, Ivy flexed the crop in between her pale hands.
“Oh yes, time for an ass-whipping, in the most literal sense of the word!” she smiled.
Ivy grabbed Sapphire’s hips and swung the voluptuous girl round. The blonde was still hanging from the shower pipes, but now she was facing the wall. Her pink, rounded ass, formerly used for a naked facesit, was now presented outwards as an inviting target.

Ivy raised the riding crop and swung it down onto Sapphire’s backside. There was a loud ‘crack’ as the sound of leather on flesh rang through the room. This was quickly followed by the victim’s muffled squeal. Ivy laughed harshly at the other girl’s misfortune, then swung the crop again. There was another stinging impact, and red marks began to appear on Sapphire’s ass. Ivy struck again, and again, and again, whipping her opponent’s butt with enthusiastic ruthlessness. Sapphire writhed in agony, her pleas for mercy gagged, and her tears spilling down her face. For several minutes, the loud smacks rained down like clockwork. Every inch of Sapphire’s broad ass received several stinging slaps, as painful as they were humiliating, her fleshy buttocks glowing bright red as a symbol of her suffering. 

Ivy felt supremely dominant as she dished out the evil punishment. What made it feel even better was the fact that, in her eyes, Sapphire fully deserved it. The goth had wanted revenge, and by turning this tiled room into a torture chamber, she was finally getting it. Ivy couldn’t see her enemy’s face, but her groaning, quivering body told her she was hurting badly. With Sapphire’s ass now red raw, Ivy began to focus the crop elsewhere. The naked blonde’s back and shoulders were her next target, receiving dozens of heavy lashes over several minutes. Even the backs of Sapphire’s thighs were given a lick of the crop. By the time Ivy had completed this savage whipping session, the back half of her opponent was covered in horrible red welts. The dominatrix cackled in satisfaction.

Ivy reached in to grab Sapphire’s waist, flipping the voluptuous girl back round so she faced outwards, with her wounded back pressed against the wall. Looking at her victim, Ivy saw her face was lined with tears, and her eyes were unfocused though sheer pain. Feeling no remorse, Ivy swung the riding crop yet again, this time cracking it against Sapphire’s chest. The two big boobs bounced heavily as they were given a thorough whipping. The bound girl was brought to new heights of pain, as her already-mauled, sensitive breasts were mercilessly slapped. This fresh agony was overwhelming. The nasty mouth-gag choked her screams, but her anguished eyes betrayed her suffering. Yet more blows fell on her helpless body. Sapphire had been well past her breaking point for several minutes now. She was a complete wreck, but with her sadistic tormentor only interested in causing damage, there was nothing she could do. After an awfully long time, Ivy finally
 decided that Sapphire must be thoroughly consumed with pain. The black-haired domme put an end to the whipping session by placing her hand over Sapphire’s nose again. The agonised blonde didn’t know if she was being toyed with, or being put out for good; as the seconds passed, her panic increased. Sapphire’s lungs were now screaming for air. Ivy smiled maliciously as her enemy’s eyes began to flutter, and Sapphire passed out for a second time. Her curvy body slumped down in the shackles.

Ivy sighed with satisfaction, replacing the crop and massaging her well-used arm muscles. She’d definitely taught that bitch a lesson she wouldn’t forget. Ivy’s status as alpha female and ruthless dominatrix seemed safely upheld. Still, this gym would be empty for several more hours, so Sapphire’s suffering was far from over. Ivy reached into her bag and pulled out two silver clips, then fastened them onto her victim’s nipples. The metal bit down hard into Sapphire’s sensitive breast flesh, causing yet more damage. Despite this, the poor blonde was yet to wake. Ivy reached over and pressed the blue switch on the shower. Water began to pour down over Sapphire’s battered form. It was ice-cold, and soon roused the busty babe. With a stifled groan, the gagged girl returned to consciousness, finding herself in a deeply unpleasant position. She had a pounding head, an aching body, mauled skin, a nasty taste in her sealed mouth, and was being
 doused with bitterly cold jets of water. Sapphire grimaced, shaking her head in distress. The shower was shockingly cold, making her nerves scream and her skin become pimpled. She tried to escape but her efforts were futile, and she was forced to stand there and take the freezing deluge. The assault on her senses brought her fully awake, and with dismay she saw the silver clamps stuck to her nipples. She began to shake, partly from cold, partly from fear.

Ivy had a good laugh at her enemy’s expense.
“Wakey wakey! How about a nice refreshing shower? You were always a smelly bitch, so it’ll do you good!”
Sapphire was now a hopelessly pitiful sight: mouth gagged, arms tied above her head, nipples clamped, her body streaked with red crop marks, and squirming under a deluge of icy water.
“Aww, not enjoying it? Shame!” giggled Ivy. “Now… how long did you leave me for last night? Eight hours, wasn’t it? So… how long do you think you’ll be staying here?”
Through the shivering, Sapphire’s mind registered panic. She would have grovelled at this point, begging and pleading for mercy, but the restraints prevented her. ‘Please, God, no, don’t leave me like this, I can’t take it’, she thought miserably. Ivy simply stared at her, enjoying her plight.
“Well then, good night, Sapphire” smiled the goth. “I know we’re not quite even yet, so I’ll take your clothes and your purse from the changing room. That’ll square us up, I reckon. Well, see ya!”

Ivy gathered up her bag, flicked out the light, then left the shower room, closing the door behind her. ‘Oh, fuck, she really is leaving me here’ realised Sapphire. The curvy blonde was now alone in the darkened room, with only the pain, the cold, and the hiss of the showers for company. It was now her turn to suffer a night of hell in the empty gym. Hours passed. The fierce cold of the water prevented Sapphire’s mind from drifting into sleep, keeping her unpleasantly aware of every single second of her torment. The metal on her breasts kept them in agony, and the ball gag stressed her aching jaw. Her wrists pulled tight above her head, her shoulders began to hurt, and being kept upright gave her horribly sore legs. Above all, though, the psychological torture was worst. She had no idea when she would be released, and no way of marking time. Held in this horrible position, her night turned into an eternity of suffering. Sapphire had begun the
 evening buzzing with confidence, and had jumped at the chance of a second catfight with Ivy. She’d almost had her, too, with a real chance of finishing the goth off for good. Ivy, though, had demonstrated resolve as well as strength, proving that she wasn’t a girl to be trifled with. A fearsome dominatrix, Ivy ensured that it was Sapphire who had gotten the worst of these backstage encounters, as shown by the loser’s bound, beaten body.