Moneypenny vs Belle d’amour

Moneypenny was apprehensive, she was ready at last and had spent the last 2 hours perfecting her look as tonight she had been invited to bond’s Mayfair apartment, given the code and told to let herself in. Tonight she was going to accompany him to the ambassadors reception as his date and boy did she have plans in place to make this a night never to forget.

For years she had been waiting for this and at the mature age of 40 she knew this was her moment, she had spent £500 on a new ball gown, black satin, halter top with a deep flowing open back down to just above her cute ass, she had kept in trim and wanted to show off her best assets, a red lace trim, red sash bow. Underneath she had on the skimpiest thong and sexy lace garters holding up the most expensive stockings she could buy and had gone for no bra and some expert sticky tape to show off her cleavage as much as she dared.

Her heels clicked as she walked down the corridor to her apartment and she checked her hair, tied up and re-applied her red ruby lipstick and then entered the code on the door and pushed it open, confident that tonight she would finally bed the man of her dreams, James Bond. She knew she was ravishing and was ready for a big entrance but the next 15 minutes were not about to turn out as she had planned.

As Moneypenny walked into the apartment instead of Bond waiting for her; on the sofa was a gorgeous brunette, long flowing shiny hair, wearing a skimpy gold dress with frilly lace hem, busty, oozing sexuality, with gold heels draped next to her, her long slender legs crossed provocatively and deliberately placed for the person entering the room to see her in all her glory.

Belle D’amour was 28, at her peak sexually, she was French secret service and had been on assignment with Bond in Algeria for the last week and having survived many scrapes was now ready fort the last part of her assignment, to seduce Bond to within an inch of his manhood…

“Who the hell are you?” blurted out Moneypenny in astonishment.

Belle stood up, adjusting her short dress as she did. “I could say ze same about you, old lady. Have you a message from James for me”

Inside Moneypenny screamed “arggggggggghhhh not again, not tonight”, but she could tell her rival was equally surprised and thinking quickly she told Belle James had asked her to give her a message saying he could not make it tonight and she would be better off meeting him tomorrow.

Belle immediately sensed Moneypenny was lying after all that was her job. “But how did you know I would be here, James does not even know!” Moneypenny eyes narrowed, this harlet was here for the same reason she was but she had a chance, if James didn’t know then if she could get to her leave all would be well. “Actually I know a lot more than you think, and I do know this, you should not be here, I suggest you leave immediately”

“I guess you must be Miss Moneypenny, James told me all about you”, laughed Belle, “40 something MILF he called you, desperate to bed him always destined to miss out…do me a favour mon cheri and disappear yourself I have things to attend to with James”

Belle took a step closer to Moneypenny expecting her to back down but Moneypenny was in no mood to compromise as she stepped forward till the pair of them were eye to eye, barely 6 inches apart, both women with their hands now on their hips. Moneypenny had told herself to do anything she could to get her way tonight and now she knew she had to remove this woman herself. “I suggest you leave now you French tart or maybe you want me to remove you myself”

Belle was not going to back down… “Pah, you could not move me anywhere old lady” and defiantly moved closer until their breasts almost touched.

“Like I said, if you won’t go the I will have to make you” and she gave Belle a shove on her shoulder, “after all James will not want to see some frog bitch when he can spend the night with me” sneered Moneypenny.

Taken aback Belle simply moved back to her rival and this time she pressed her 38D chest had into Moneypenny, sensing Moneypenny’s discomfort as her 36C breast were pushed hard. “Back off bitch, if I wasn’t wearing this dress I would rip your hair out right now” yelled Moneypenny, I suggest you run along before I… but before she could finish her sentence a loud CRAACCKK rang out as Belle’s right hand slapped hard across Moneypenny’s face leaving a stunning red imprint of her hand

“I don’t think you want to mess with me old lady, I could take you down in a second” CRRAACCCKK Moneypenny flew the back of her hand across Bell’es left cheek returning the wicked slap, her heart racing at 100mph, she was going to have to fight and she knew it and right at that moment she was so ready to fight for her chance to bed Bond.

Belle stepped back. “OK bitch, you want a Bitchfight is that it, then let me teach you a lesson but as you say why ruin my dress” Belle reached behind her neck and undid the clasp on her shoulder strap and allowed her gold dress to slide down to the floor revealing her silk camisole knickers and vest with delicate lace threads the only things now concealing her womanhood.

Moneypenny slowly lifted her arms from her gorgeous dress and slipped out of it to face her opponent topless in just her thong and stockings. Both women kicked off her heels and crouched ready, fists raised, she had been studying martial arts for as long as this bitch and now she was going to show her.

“ooommpph” Moneypenny blurted out as Belle’s fist thumped into her belly, catching her unawares, but quickly replied with a savate kick to Belle’s middle. She aimed a punch at Belle which was equally blocked and she countered Belle’s own attempted kick and punch.

“So you can fight Moneypenny” said Belle but can you brawl and at that she launched at her grabbing her hair with both hands. “Come on bitch let’s go” came the response as Moneypenny grabbed her by the hair and the two of them pulled tugged and tried to throw the other to the floor by her hair, a wild catfight now replacing the previous kick box technique.. “Bitch”…”French whore” “old slut” the insults came thick and fast as the two warring cats tussled to get each other down, until with a huge yank, Moneypenny felt her legs fall and she was down with a lioness on her in a flash, trying to get her legs over her waist to press her down… “arggghhh BITCH” and Moneypenny pushed hard to try and lift Belle off by her hair but Belle pushed her head back down..”You av to do better zan zat BITCH” sneered Belle as she slammed moneypenny’s head on the floor still holding her hair and with her right hand grabbed for Moneypenny’s left wrist.

Moneypenny saw it coming and dropped her arm and aimed her fist hard into Belle’s side, winding her…”arggghhh you SLUT” winced Belle who then aimed a punch to Moneypenny’s face which missed as she was too close. Moneypenny sensed she had to keep her rival close, she was quick and strong and lifted her legs up to clamp them round her waist and locked her ankles… “arggghhh merd you bitch” screamed Belle as her rivals legs clamped round her waist and she tried to prise them apart but Moneypenny squeezed harder until all of a sudden a wild pain shot through her inner thigh as Belles’ nails clamped hard inside her leg.. “arrrgggghh you dirty French bitch” and she grabbed for her hand.

“Zat is nothing” and quickly Belle moved her hand up, still yanking hard in her rivals hair with the other hand and her nails dug into Moneypenny’s pert boobs… “zis is dirty no??” Belle was loving it, she knew she could destroy moneypenny in a fist fight but this was more fun, hurting this british bitch was payback for all the other british agents who had pissed her off. Moneypenny screamed “AAAAIIIIEEEEEEE” but would not let go her scissors but she knew she had to fight back and her hands left her rivals hair to grab the nails from her boobs but as Belle tried to fend her off she was caught by surprise as Moneypenny’s nails clasped her own breasts through the thin silk cami vest and squeezed… “aiieeee.. you want a dirty fight bitch then you will get it” screamed Belle and she raked her claws at Moneypenny’s face.

Moneypenny was put off balance and as she fell her scissor hold broke and the two cats started trading slaps and scratches to the face, shoulders and chest, Belle’s vest top being shredded in the battle and now she too was topless. They fell to the side, struggled up, then fell again, rolled over each other, yanked hair when they could ripping chunks of each others locks out by the force of the vicious pulls.

Both women still had hold of the others hair, their necks were bent backwards, strains across their faces, teeth gritted as neither wanted to stop pulling to indicate they wanted to give in this fierce hairpulling contest, clumps of hair littered the floor but still they tugged. Belle’s free hand had affirm grasp of Moneypenny’s wrist, she felt her try and shake it free but dug her nails in tighter, almost cutting her skin with her nails. “Arrgghhhh you bitch, let go of my hand and we can fight” shrieked Moneypenny…

“As you wish; I’m going to kill you British bitch” yelled Belle who by now was seething with rage and decided enough of this. She yanked her hand free and was about to launch a fierce fist to Moneypenny’s nose when she found herself in a quick head lock.. “argggggghhh” her head was yanked back hard with Moneypenny’s free hand and she could not get a good shot in.. she struggled hard, trying to twist out of the lock but could not budge Moneypenny’s strong vice like grip. She slammed her elbow into Moneypenny’s middle but nothing changed, again and again she tried to get out but felt herself choking. Both women now let go of the other’s hair, Moneypenny locked her fingers and squeezed her lock tighter, Belle aimed punches, elbows and raked her nails where she could to free her neck but could not get free. She span her legs round, but Moneypenny went with her, her freestyle wrestling practise now paying her well. “Face it SLUT, you’re going nowhere” sneered Moneypenny.

Belle was now desperate she could feel her airway tightening and was coughing and spluttering. Moneypenny knew she could not let go, if she did it would be all over for her as she could tell Belle was stronger. Belle reached her hand down, raking her nails as she did until she felt Moneypenny’s thong then in a vicious move clawed between her legs…….

“ARRRGGGGGHHH” Moneypenny’s scream was shrill and she moved one hand to tear her rivals hand from her crotch and this was enough for Belle to twist and wriggle and prise her neck free but before she could turn to face her, Moneypenny found her head yanked to the side once more and in a flash Belle had her down and was on top of her slapping and scratching wildly…. She reached up and wrapped her arms round her rivals ribs and again squeezed hard, her arms were strong and Belle was hurting again but before Belle could react she then felt the hard piercing of white ivory as Moneypenny’s teeth clamped tight on her right breast…. “AAARRGGGGGGHHH let go bitch, let goooooooo” but Moneypenny bit harder, moving her mouth to her rivals nipple…..

“AIIIEEEEEEEE” Bond could hear the scream at the end of the corridor and ran to his apartment, revolver drawn, he burst into his room expecting to use his gun but was left standing, speechless as he looked down on his recent partner despearately clawing at the head of Miss Moneypenny whose teeth were now wreaking havoc on her rivals ample breast. Moneypenny could feel Belle move her left leg to place her knee trying to get leverage to create a gap and she saw her chance, releasing her bite hold she lifted her right knee and caught Belle hard between her legs. As Belle slumped, Moneypenny lunged forwards and slammed Belle to her back and aimed a hard punch to her face, then another, Belle tried to cover up but Moneypenny was wild, she grabbed her hair and slammed the back of Belle’s head to the floor again and again sensing her chance, her thighs either side of her rival she held her head tight by her hair and slammed it hard once more on the ground, dazing Belle, she reached round and grabbed a vase and CRRAASSHHH broke it over Belle’s head as she tried to get up and Belle slumped to the floor her arms splayed out to the side, now out cold.

Moneypenny got to her knees and breathed hard, her chest was red with welts, her face was stinging from Belle’s razor like scratches but she had won and she looked up to see Bond replace his holster and start a slow applause. “Moneypenny, you little devil, I never knew you had it in you, now what do we do?” Bond grinned he knew damn well why they had been fighting, after all he had planned the set up.

Moneypenny stood up, wrapped her arms round Bond’s neck and kissed him passionately and she could tell instantly by his stirring bulge that he wanted her too.”Thing is Moneypenny, Belle is beginning to wake and I doubt she will be too pleased to leave it at this my dear…try using these” Bond handed her two pairs of hand cuffs from his side drawer, he had hoped to use these later and Moneypenny turned to see her rival move her arms and instinctively raced over and grabbed her by the hair dragging her to the bedroom, with both hands she hauled her still dazed rival to the bed, straddled her, pushed her left arm back and clamped her wrist to the metal bed post with one pair of cuffs. Belle was coming to and realised her predicament, she grabbed Moneypenny’s left wrist and tried to stop her pressing her right arm back, Moneypenny reached over and with both hands pressed her arm back, Belle struggled, scissoring moneypenny but could not prevent her clamping her other hand to the bed post.

With her rival fixed to the bed, Moneypenny twisted and clawed at Belle’s feet and legs till she had her scissors free, then dropped off the bed and turned to face her. Belle was screaming insults at Moneypenny until she felt her cami knickers ripped off her and stuffed into her mouth. “There that’ll keep you quiet bitch, enjoy listening to me and James won’t you” Moneypenny aimed one last large slap to her rivals face and left her in the room, closed the door and turned and saw a naked Bond, holding his hand out….”Oh James” she sighed and went to claim her prize.