“That’s enough,” Shipla shouted in agitation, “ No more abuses….you are going to apologize for all that you’ve said to me”

“And who’s going to make me do it, brown bitch,” Danielle retorted calmly.

Both were contestants in the Big Brother TV show where a dozen contestants were put together in a house and cut off from the real world. Each week a contestant was voted out by the audience and the winner bagged a million pounds.

Unkown to the two girls, the rivalry between them had become front page news in the real world. Shilpa felt that she was being racially abused by Danielle. The English model felt that the Indian Bollywood star was too vain and spoilt.

Shilpa had reached a breaking point with the latest incident.

“OK then, I’m going to beat you and make you apologize and grovel…….I don’t care if I get disqualified from this show,” Shilpa advanced toward Danielle menacingly.

Danielle held up her hand, “Wait……….now I know why we kept you Indians as slaves for a hundred years. You’re a dimwit and trust me it is you who will grovel,” Danielle growled back and then turned to the cameras, “ Boys, I hope you have not recorded this incident…………..….now how would you like to see me kick this bitch’s brown ass in a naked fight. Just tell us the date and time.” Danielle took off her T-shirt and bra as bait as she displayed her perfect and heavy breasts.

Shilpa followed suit displaying her smaller firmer boobs and delicately slender torso, “ I have to agree. Indian girls need to learn from English white trash about being whores. But..yes……watch us……even record us…….but don’t broadcast or disqualify us ? It’s a good deal ?”

The production team of the show ( atleast those who were aware of this episode) took the bait and passed discrete messages to the girls about the fight. It was to be held after two days , at midnight, at a distance from the main house near the ladies washroom area. The fight was scheduled for 90 minutes and there was a clock in the area to see the time. Cameras would be off from 0000 to 0130 hrs. The area was far enough to muffle any sound of the fight but they were advised that a scream would certainly be heard by the others. They were also advised not to attack each other’s faces or break any limbs since this would also arouse suspicion in the other people of the house.

At the designated time, both girls arrived at the spot. Steely eyed and quiet, they stripped naked and sized each other up.

Shilpa was taller and had the height advanatage. Her black hair was long and fell across her slender shoulders. Danielle was shorter but fitter and looked more like a fighter. Her blonde hair was shorter and complemented her blue eyes.

The girls grappled hand to hand.

Shilpa managed to strike first blood by twisting Danielle’s wrists and arms. She held them in that uncomfortable position and Danielle sank to her knees with pain.

Danielle could feel that the Indian girl’s slender figure did not do justice to the power she actually possessed. She ignored the shooting pain in her wrists and forearms and got back onto her feet. She then responded by planting a vicious knee blow into Shilpa’s midriff. Shilpa buckled and let go of her hold on Danielle’s wrists.

Danielle realized that she was better off being closer to Shilpa’s torso where the Indian girl could not leverage her height. She pummeled Shilpa’s stomach and breasts with punches and knee blows. Shilpa appeared helpless trying to block the lightning blows from the English girl. She kept retreating back until she came up against a wall and was trapped. After a barrage of punches on her trapped opponent, Danielle stepped back a few paces and charged in to deliver a powerful kick into Shilpa’s stomach.

With the force of the blow, Shilpa banged into the wall behind her and buckled to her knees clutching her stomach with one hand and her back with the other. Danielle planted a foot on Shilpa’s neck and squeezed it against the wall. As she applied the pressure she could see Shilpa’s face contorting due to lack of air. For the first time in the fight, words were spoken, “ Get ready to grovel…. my brown slave bitch”.

Shilpa’s efforts to remove Danielle’s foot were unsuccessful. The blonde’s foot had been planted solidly on its target. Neither could she reach Danielle’s body with her hands nor with her feet since they were locked under her torso. But she knew that a few more minutes of the suffocation and she would be begging Danielle to let her breathe. With desperation she managed to unlock one leg from under her body and swing it with all her might through the air. She managed to hit Danielle on the shin of the foot she was standing on. It was enough to ruin the white girl’s balance and she came crashing down.

Shilpa could breathe again. Even as she struggled to her feet, she could see that Danielle had recovered and was charging towards her with her head down. Shilpa was still too weak to defend herself and all she could do was drop to the floor at the right timing. Danielle tripped over the Indian girl’s body and flew into the wall crashing her shoulder.

The blow meant that her momentum was lost. Danielle got to her feet slowly nursing her shoulder. Shilpa was already standing straight……and she had a wicked smile on her face. Using her reach and poise, Shilpa unleashed a series of kicks at Danielle’s shoulders and head….straight kicks, side-on kicks and round house kicks. The onslaught was enough to knock Danielle flat on her back.

Shilpa sat down on the English girl’s stomach, pinning Danielle’s arms with her legs and facing her. “Now lets see what we can do about these perfect breasts,” Shilpa sniggered and started slapping Danielle’s perfect boobs.

Thwack, Thwack, Thwack…..She planted a dozen blows and as Danielle’s breast turned an ugly pink, she stopped to admire the damage she had inflicted. That was enough respite for Danielle to raise her legs into the air and cross them around Shilpa’s neck in a scissor hold

For the second time in the fight the white girl was crushing Shilpa’s neck with her feet and once again Shilpa struggled to free herself. . “ I don’t know what you will do to my boobs but I am going to snap your neck today ” Danielle hissed. With her prey’s neck firmly stuck between her ankles, Danielle could feel her ankles digging into Shilpa’s neck and her opponent weakening. She swung Shilpa’s lender brown torso from side to side like a puppet, and finally smashed down Shilpa’s body to one side. She continued her hold on Shilpa’s neck between her ankles, “ This time, my brown bitch, I have got you.”

“ Have ….ugh…you ?” croaked Shilpa. Danielle had not realized that as Shilpa fell, she had slipped one leg under the white girl’s torso and another over it. Now Shilpa too crossed her legs and applied pressure with a scissor hold on Danielle’s torso with her knees.

Danielle was taken by surprise by this move, but she still fancied her chances since she had been suffocating Shilpa for much longer. Both girls strained their legs – Danielle applying pressure through her ankles on Shilpa’s neck and Shilpa applying pressure through her knees on Danielle’s ribs – both hoping the other would weaken either due to lack of air or sheer pain.

It was Danielle who weakened first – her legs trembled and then she rapidly deterriorated into painful groans. Shilpa removed Danielle’s limp ankles from around her neck and prolonged her own tackle on the white girl with her renewed energy. When Danielle’s groans became more frequent and louder, in a swift move Shilpa undid her tackle and sat down on Danielle’s face, pinning the white girl’s arms with her knees and facing her torso. “ Now lets see about these boobs again…,” Shilpa said….Thwack, Thwack…..she started slapping them again. Danielle once again reached for Shilpa with her legs in the air. This time Shilpa was expecting it. She held Danielle’s legs by the ankles and pinned them down next to Danielle’s arms which were already trapped by her knees.

Shilpa knew that she was in control now. She was smothering Danielle under her ass and cutting off her air supply even as the white girl thrashed her face from one side to the other. She had the poor English girl contorted into a pretzel shape and just the pressure of the tackle on Danielle’s back was sure to to knock the wind out of her. “Are you ready to grovel,” She asked. “Never…you can do whatever you want….never”. Danielle replied vehemently.

Shilpa looked at the clock. The girls had been fighting savagely for 60 minutes. She could not take the chance that the tackle would not break Danielle’s resolve for another 30 minutes. She looked at Danielle’s vagina spread wide open infront of her and began slapping it viciously. She followed it by pulling at the vaginal folds and pubic hairs, all the while muffling Danielle’s screams under her ass. Finally she entered Danielle’s pussy with two fingers…three, four and finally a fist. Once inside her, Shipla rocked the poor English girl’s torso violently, brought her to pain and finally to involuntary pleasure – Danielle came to orgasm spraying her cum in the air, all the while twitching and convulsing in her uncomfortable position.

Shilpa felt it was over. She freed Danielle’s legs and they unfolded through the air and crashed to the ground with a thud. The white girl continued to twitch but there was no movement. Aroused by her own domination over her foe, Shilpa ground her pussy into Danielle’s face and excreted her cum on her face. Still there was no resistance from Danielle.

Shilpa stood up to look at her beaten opponent and Danielle looked back blankly in a state of shock. Shilpa placed a foot on Danielle’s breast, “ Now do you want to grovel or do I finish my work on your breasts ?” And suddenly the pain and shock of the domination, gave way to the humility of defeat – tears streamed down Danielle’s cheeks – “ I’m….sob…..ready…to…sob…..grovel.”

“Ok then on your knees and elbows with your white rump in the air and face on my feet,” Shilpa barked. Danielle did as she was told. “Now,’ Shilpa continued, “Do you agree I am the better woman and you are my slave.”

“Yes…sob”

“Are you sorry for the things you said to me?”

“Yes….sob”

“Do you deserve my forgiveness bitch?”

“Yes…...I mean ..….No..….I mean ..…sob……sob..…please forgive me.”

“Good , now you are groveling. You will listen to what I say. First you will behave as I tell you in this show so that you are disqualified as soon as possible. And second after your disqualification, you will go to meet my sister in Mumbai and be trained by her. You will tell her that DIDI ( big sister) sent you. If you don’t do these two things I will find you after this wretched show is over and tear your vagina out. Do you understand ?”

“ Yes….sob ….Yes”.

Sure enough in two weeks, Danielle’s behaviour was so strange that she was ousted from the show.

In another six weeks, Shilpa had won the contest.

After the evening’s celebrations of victory, Shilpa checked into the royal suite at the Ritz in London where she would be staying for another month as part of the post-event promotions.

As she kicked off her high heels and sat on the huge sofa, there was a knock on the door. “Come in, its open.” In walked Shilpa’s younger sister and actress Shamita looking striking in traditional Indian Sari and accessories. Behind her, also wearing traditional Indian attire and jewellery was Danielle. Danielle wore a brilliant diamond encrusted collar to which was attached a leash which was in Shamita’s hand. Shamita unclipped the leash. Immediately Danielle fell on all fours and crawled to Shilpa, snuggling up to her legs and feet.

“Looks like you trained my bitch well….” Shilpa said.

Shamita walked upto her sister and fell to her knees.

“…just as I have trained you.” She finished her sentence.

“Didi , my mind and body are yours,” said Shamita in their mother tongue, and then mouthed all toes of her sister’s foot.

“Didi, my mind and body are yours” Danielle repeated with perfect diction and accent after Shamita, following it with a similar service to Shilpa’s other foot.

Shilpa smiled. Being Big Sister was even better than winning Big Brother.