The Office War – Final Chapter
By CS Custom

Kam and Carrie had battled twice before. When they fought in the office the first time, Kam left Carrie beaten and naked and won her position in the company. Carrie ended up taking a job as a waitress at local pub in London. One afternoon, Kam and her co-workers entered the pub as Carrie’s shift was ending. She waited and followed Kam home and their second fight took place. Carrie defeated Kam that night, took several photos of Kam’s nude beaten body, and recovered the copy of the tape of their first fight. Little did either of them know their boss John also had a copy of the tape of the first fight and paid the developer for an extra set of copies of the photos Carrie had taken after the second. When John brought the girls into his office, they were both shocked to find out he knew about the two fights and he was using his copies to blackmail the girls into a private fight for him.

John had the company limousines pick up the girls on a Friday night and bring them to his country estate far from the city. Carrie was the first to arrive and John took her to a bedroom for her to prepare herself for the fight. As she changed, Kam arrived and she too was taken to a bedroom. Both girls were told to stay in their rooms until he returned for them. John came back for Carrie first and led her to the kitchen. He opened a door and instructed Carrie to take the stairs down and wait. He then went to Kam’s room and then led her to the same door. John walked down the stairs first with Kam following him. Carrie was seated in a chair in the room waiting on them. He motioned Kam to one side of the room and Carrie to the other.

“Alright ladies, here is what I have in store for you. Follow my orders and you both will have jobs in the company. Disobey and you will find yourself unemployed. The winner will be given the position of office manager. The loser will be my personal assistant. By becoming my personal assistant you will have to accompany me on the road. You will also be my personal slave and whore. You will do whatever I tell you to do whenever I tell you to do it and to whomever I tell you to do it. Am I understood?

Both girls nodded their understanding, their eyes staying focused on the other as John continued talking.

“Good. This weekend, you will fight in three separate falls to determine the winner. The first fall will be a tit fight. This will not be a normal tit fight. You will start off in a bra, panties and a t-shirt. Your goal will be to rip the t-shirt and bra off and go to work on your opponent’s tits. You win by making the other woman submit due to pain in her breasts. You may attack any part of your opponent’s body but remember, the only way to win is to force a submission from breast attacks.

After the first fall you will return to your rooms to recover from the first fall. We will come back to this room an hour later for the second fall of your fight. The second fall will be a sex fight. You will start off in a t-shirt and panties. You may not throw any punches other than to the pussy in the second fall. You can use anything in the room to insert into your opponent’s pussy. You can use your mouth, your fingers or any part of your own body to force an orgasm. To win, you must force your opponent to say these words…..Please Don’t Make Me Cum Again. As another way to motivate you, we will keep track of the number of orgasms you cause your opponent to have. Whoever wins this fall will be given an advantage to begin the third fall. The loser will be chained to the wall tomorrow at the beginning of the fall and the winner will be allowed to punch her anywhere on her body. The number of times you are allowed to punch will be equal to the number of times you cause your opponent to orgasm tonight.

The third fall will only take place if there is a tie after the first two falls. The final fall will be an anything goes catfight and will take place tomorrow at noon. There will be no rules and nothing is off limits. I will not participate in this match in any way but the loser will immediately become the sex slave for the winner and me for the remainder of the weekend. Ladies, in the corners of the room near the ceiling you can see video cameras. This fight is being recorded and I will be the only person with the tape. If at any time after this fight you decide to not fulfill the agreement we have in place, I will make sure all of your friends and your families see the degrading things that you will be participating in. Now, are we all in agreement of the rules and in acceptance.”

Kam and Carrie both agreed and John told them to begin. Kam and Carrie charged at each other full of anger, ready to tear the other apart. Kam’s weight advantage worked in her favor as the two slammed their bodies into each other. Carrie fell backwards and Kam grabbed the thin t-shirt ripping it as Carrie landed on her ass. Carrie spun trying to get up. Kam dropped an elbow into the back of her head as she turned and Kam was able to rip the t-shirt completely off. She hooked her hands inside the back strap of Carrie’s bra and lifted up. Carrie was picked up off the floor by her bra. The cups dug into her breasts as Kam pulled up.

Carrie swept her leg hard into the back of Kam’s knee knocking her off her feet. Kam released the bra and Carrie landed with a thud on the floor just before Kam did. Kam rolled one way while Carrie rolled the other and both women got to their feet. Carrie charged at Kam first driving her shoulder into Kam’s soft belly and forcing her several steps backwards until she slammed into a wall. Kam slid down the wall and Carrie began stomping her chest. Kam tried to cover up but the hard stomps were repeatedly hitting their targets. Kam managed to roll over on her stomach and Carrie jumped on her back with both feet. Carrie had her hand on the wall for balance as she jumped twice, her full weight flattening Kam’s large 34D breasts against the floor. Carrie reached down and grabbed the bottom of the t-shirt Kam was wearing and pulled it up exposing Kam’s dark skinned back. Carrie left the t-shirt covering Kam’s head as she went to work on Kam’s bra. Quickly she had the clasp undone and then grabbed Kam’s by her ankles and rolled her over. Carrie grabbed the now loose bra and began sawing it back and forth across Kam’s chest as Kam struggled to get the t-shirt off her face. “AAAHHHHHHH, GET OFF ME BITCH!”

Kam finally got the shirt off and wrapped it in her hands. She pushed up with it across Carrie’s neck trying to push the smaller woman off her. A sudden sharp pain caused her to stop. Carrie had stopped the sawing with the bra and was now scraping the small metal clasp across her nipple. Kam punched wildly at Carrie now trying to get her off. A hard right connected and Carrie slid off. Kam scooted away and moved back against the wall. Her hand massaged her left breast where Carrie had broken the skin surface with the clasp. Kam stood and glared at Carrie. Carrie could now see the small trickle of blood on Kam’s left breast. “Aw, did I hurt the poor little dot head’s cow tit!”

Kam shot a look at Carrie like she had never seen before as she stood up. “You’re dead bitch!” Kam charged Carrie and took her down to the floor. Carrie’s head bounced hard off the hard floor. She was very disoriented as Kam’s fist flew hard and quick at her. Kam was possessed as she pounded the smaller woman that now covered up trying to deflect the hard punches. Kam pulled Carrie’s bra up exposing her breasts. She quickly turned and planted her ass on Carrie’s face and went to work throwing vicious fists. Carrie began kicking wildly, twisting and turning as she tried to throw Kam off her. Kam’s powerful thighs held firm though and Kam sank her claws into both of Carrie’s tits and ripped away. She took her thumb and jammed it into both of Carrie’s nipples and gave a painful twist. She bounced up and down on Carrie’s face further pounding her head into the floor as she continued mauling Carrie’s breasts.

Kam held Carrie in place suffocating her beneath her, taking full advantage of the blow to the back of her head. She turned Carrie over on her stomach and pulled the bra up over Carrie’s head and unhooked it. She then used the bra to bind Carrie’s hands together behind her and then grabbed the ripped t-shirt and crammed it inside Carrie’s mouth to prevent her from submitting. Kam was determined to punish Carrie’s tits. Kam rolled Carrie back over and smiled. “Look at you! You pathetic little sheep shagging slut! I am so going to enjoy mauling your precious little tits bitch! Let me see what we have here that I can use on you.” Kam walked around the room. John had a cooler next to his chair that he had pulled a beer from. Kam walked over, opened the cooler and pulled out a handful of ice cubes. She pulled Carrie up into a sitting position and moved behind her with Carrie leaned against her knee. Kam split the cubes evenly between both hands and cupped her hands against Carrie’s breasts. “Yeah……..your nipples are getting rock hard from this ice aren’t they bitch! Oh yeah…….look at this….nice and long now…..begging me to hurt them.” Kam put the ice into one hand, reached down with the other and pulled Carrie’s panties out a little and dropped the ice inside them. Shivers went through Carrie as the ice slid down into her crotch. She glanced at her nipples that now were protruding a half inch. Kam leaned down and bit into the left nipple hard. Carrie’s scream was muffled by the t-shirt crammed inside her mouth. Her feet pounded behind her as she was still on her knees. She rolled to her side hoping to pull free from Kam but her teeth were locked in place. Carrie’s head pulled back and her eyes closed. She so wanted to submit but she could not speak. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked over at John practically begging him to stop Kam but he just sat, watched and smiled.

Kam pulled her mouth away. Carrie looked up and saw the blood on Kam’s lip. She knew it was her own blood and only hoped that Kam hadn’t bitten her nipple off. Kam locked into the other nipple and again Carrie struggled to move. She began to bang her head against the floor from the pain shooting through her chest. Kam took delight feeling Carrie’s body convulsing beneath her. She could feel the pulsing in Carrie’s stomach and chest and knew Carrie was crying from the pain and it only fueled Kam to continue the attack. Kam finally pulled off and stood over Carrie. Kam’s lips were covered in blood and Carrie finally looked down at her breasts. She could see her nipples bleeding but thankfully they were still attached. She tried to force the t-shirt out of her mouth with her tongue. “Pl…….pl…..pl…..I ….qu……”

“Oh no you don’t, not yet!” Kam shoved the t-shirt back deep into Carrie’s mouth. Carrie was on her back and Kam sat down on her stomach. She drew her right fist back and drove it into Carrie’s left tit. Over and over she drove the fist into the tit. When she tired she rested for a minute only to resume the pounding of the left tit. Carrie could only lay there and sob and take the brutal beating. Every time she tried to push the t-shirt with her tongue Kam would shove it in further all the time pounding the left breast. Carrie’s breast began to bruise and still Kam pounded it. Kam’s fist was now covered in blood from the bleeding nipple. Satisfied at the damage she had inflicted to Carrie’s tits she removed the t-shirt and wiped the blood from her fist. Carrie softly moaned her submission. “I quit. Please……no more.”

Kam grabbed Carrie by the hair and dragged her over to John’s feet. She pulled her up to her knees and sank her claws back into Carrie’s breasts one last time. “SAY IT BITCH! TELL HIM YOU QUIT! TELL HIM I’M THE BETTER WOMAN! QUIT YOU FUCKING CUNT! QUIT!”

Carrie again softly groaned her submission. “I quit John. I quit, she wins. Please stop her.”

John gulped down the last of his beer and stood smiling at Carrie. “Release her Kam. You win the first fall.”

Kam dug her fingernails in, twisted back and forth and then ripped her hands away and let Carrie fall to the floor at John’s feet. “One hour bitch! One fucking hour from now I end this once and for all. Look at you! You’re already beaten. I bet your ass is still lying here on the floor sobbing an hour from now. Well this time I ripped your tits apart, next time I destroy that nasty pussy of yours.”

Kam quickly left and returned to her room. She drew a hot bath and soaked her body. Carrie lay motionless on the floor at John’s feet. He bent over and picked her up and carried her to her room. For the next half hour John treated the many marks to her breasts. Carrie was begging John to give her more time to recover but he refused. Carrie rested on her bed until John told her it was time to return. She sat up and put her t-shirt on. Carrie slowly made her way out of her room and down the stairs to the large open room. Kam was already waiting on her.

“Well bitch…….last chance to go ahead and quit before I cause you any more embarrassment!”

“Fuck you Kam!”

“Oh no baby……it’s you that will be fucked this time. That nasty pussy is about to be fucked roughly. You’ll be begging me to stop again.”

“Alright girls…..enough of the talking. This fall is a sex fight. First you must strip your opponent of both her t-shirt and panties. Your goal is to make the other woman orgasm as many times as possible and force her to quit only by working over her pussy. Hands to the breasts will be allowed but they can not force the submission. Now, let’s begin.”

Kam knew she had hurt Carrie badly in the first fall and she charged across the room after her. Carrie put her hands out to defend herself but Kam’s weight advantage once again worked against her. Carrie fell backwards with Kam on top of her. Kam was already going to work to get the t-shirt off as she pulled it up over Carrie’s face. Kam could see bandages on Carrie’s breasts with the t-shirt lifted. Kam dug her fingernails into Carrie’s breast again. “AAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW GOD!”

Kam looked over at John. “You said no punching, nothing about scratching or clawing!” Kam raked her fingers rapidly across the bandages on Carrie’s left breast. She had the edge pulled up and grabbed it and ripped the bandage off. Two more quick rips with her fingernails across the exposed wound had Carrie screaming and kicking again. Kam stood and pulled the t-shirt off Carrie’s head and tossed it to John. Kam was intent on ending the second fall quickly. Carrie started to crawl away and Kam grabbed her by her panties. She pulled them straight down Carrie’s legs and Carrie fell flat on her chest. Kam pulled the panties off one leg and then pulled sideways before pulling them from the other leg. Now she had Carrie’s legs spread. Kam quickly went between Carrie’s thighs and jabbed her middle finger inside Carrie’s pussy. She began driving her finger in rapidly but Carrie spun over and kicked. The ball of her foot caught Kam flush on the nose. Blood sprayed from Kam’s face, her nose broken instantly. Her hands went to her face as she screamed.

Carrie pounced on the opportunity quickly. She pulled Kam’s panties off first and then went to work ripping her t-shirt off. Kam was oblivious to everything but the incredible pain in her face as Carrie roughly shoved two fingers into Kam’s pussy and began pumping away. Kam grabbed her t-shirt and wiped the blood from her face. She fought the incredible pain of her broken nose and began to turn her body. Just as sudden as Carrie had planted the heel of her foot in Kam’s face, Kam now jammed her middle finger into Carrie’s pussy. The two girls were quickly working on the others’ pussy. This would now be a battle of endurance. Both girls were in incredible pain from their injuries, but this round was about forcing orgasms.

For several minutes the girls’ fingers moved rapidly inside the other. Carrie’s breathing began to get erratic and then she began to show signs an orgasm was nearing. “SHIT…
…NO DAMN IT……NO…..THIS CAN’T BE…..OH GOD…..NO…..NO …..FUCK NO……OH SHIT……SHIT…..I’M CUMMING…..FUCK I’M CUMMING!” Kam kept her fingers pumping away as Carrie stopped for a brief moment. Carrie rolled trying to get away but Kam kept her finger buried inside still pumping away. Carrie was now underneath Kam. She hated doing it, but she had to make Kam cum. Her tongue darted up against Kam’s pussy. Kam felt the warmth of Carrie’s tongue against her. “AHHH…
YOU DISGUST ME CARRIE……GET YOUR TONGUE OFF ME!”

Kam was on top of Carrie and she put three fingers inside Carrie’s pussy and began rotating her fingers. Carrie was still working her tongue on Kam but Kam showed no signs of its effect. For the next four minutes they stayed in this position. Carrie began slapping Kam’s ass, her head bobbing as she lapped away at Kam’s hairy pussy. Suddenly she pulled away yelling out again. “OH GOD…..NOT AGAIN…..SHIT….
SHIT…….I’M CUMMING AGAIN DAMN IT…….SHIT…….SHIT…..NO…..DAMN YOU KAM!”

Kam was now ahead two to none. “Yeah you little lesbian whore……..you love having these fingers bring you off don’t you……you’re enjoying cumming at my hands aren’t you.......you are so disgusting Carrie…..your pussy cums so easily for me……you can’t control your own body slut!”

Carrie went back to work on Kam’s pussy with her tongue. This always got her off, why wasn’t it working on Kam? Still she continued. Kam pulled Carrie’s leg up and hooked it under her arm. Her thumb began rubbing Carrie’s clitoris as three fingers were still buried inside Carrie. Kam was enjoying being on top in the dominant position as the two girls continued their work on their pussies. Kam was still talking trash to Carrie. “You hear this John…….you hear how disgusting this sounds…my fingers moving in and out of her sloppy pussy…..she’s so disgustingly fucking wet……you feel that Carrie……your juices flowing from your body…….you are so pathetic……your pussy is so nasty…….how could any man fuck this nasty pussy……god the smell…..you disgust me Carrie.”

Carrie was furious at the words and she pulled her tongue from Kam. “FUCK YOU KAM….FUCK YOU…….OH GOD……NO…..NO….NOT AGAIN….”

“See Carrie…..see how easy you cum for me….how many times is this now…….3….
..and still you can’t get me off……you have no idea how to get me off do you…..yeah, that’s it bitch…….she’s coming John….look at her body…..look at her ravaged body quiver…..she’s enjoying this.”

Carrie was now down three to none. She had to make Kam orgasm. Kam laughed now. “You stupid bitch! You let my words distract you! You almost had me!” Kam turned. It was now impossible in the position they were in for Carrie’s tongue to reach up into her. Kam still had her fingers buried in Carrie. Carrie moved her hands across Kam’s round ass and found her asshole. She stuck her index finger inside and curled it up and ripped back out. Kam rolled away howling. “OH…..YOU DISGUSTING WHORE! DAMN YOU!”

Kam slipped on the floor and Carrie jumped on top of her. Now on top, she went to work on Kam’s pussy again, this time with her own fingers. Kam’s arms were trapped outside Carrie’s thighs. She slid slightly and darted her tongue up into Carrie’s pussy now. “OH GOD……DISGUSTING….YOUR PUSSY…….OH GOD….IT’S SO HOT AND WET AND STICKY….OH…SHIT….NO….I CAN’T….I CAN’T……..OOOOO…..OOOOO
….OH GOD….NO…….NO…….DAMN YOU CARRIE…..NO….DON’T MAKE…….
DON’T MAKE ME ……NO….NO…..STOP IT DYKE…….STOP IT…..WHAT IS THIS…..OH SHIT….THIS FEELING….OH GOD NO…….OH GOD….OH GOD…
SHIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”

Carrie looked over at John. “Damn John……I think that’s the first time she’s ever had an orgasm.” Kam’s hips were bucking up off the floor, her hips grinding, almost reaching up for Carrie’s hand.

“Please….please Carrie…..keep on……oh god that feeling….it was…….incredible….
…make me cum again…..please make me cum again!”

Kam was caught in the moment. Carrie realized it was an opportunity to force another orgasm. Carrie continued working her fingers on Kam’s pussy. A few minutes later, Kam regained her senses and shot her tongue up again. Carrie was surprised at first but resumed her work on Kam. Unfortunately for Carrie, her body responded to sex more easily than Kam’s and again she was feeling another orgasm building. Her body tensed again and John informed her it was now 4-1. For the next hour and half the two girls continued working on each other. Carrie was brought to orgasm five more times while she only got Kam to cum twice more bringing the total 9-3. Carrie’s pussy was a sloppy wide open mess. Kam’s on the other hand was very dry now and Carrie was having trouble pumping in and out of her. Carrie rolled off and the two women lay in the floor, their chests heaving. Carrie looked over at John. He turned his attention to a table to his left and nodded at Carrie. Carrie made it to her feet and on wobbling legs walked to the table and opened the drawer. Inside the drawer was a vibrator. She grabbed it and turned back to John. “You sly dog!”

Kam was still flat on the floor, her eyes closed. Carrie sat down on Kam’s chest pinning her arms beneath her legs. She flipped the switch on the vibrator turning it on and put it against Kam’s large clitoris. Kam was squirming back and forth beneath Carrie as the strange sensations shot through her. Suddenly, her hips arched up off the floor. “OH MY GOD CARRIE…..WHAT ARE YOU DOING…….OH GOD…..WHAT IS…..WHAT IS THAT…..OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”

It was now 9-4 and Carrie really began working the vibrator on Kam. A few minutes later Kam was twisting and turning trying to get away from the humming vibrator. “OH GOD…AGAIN…..I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS…..NO….I CAN’T…..THIS CAN’T……..
HOW…..OH GOD I’M CUMMING AGAIN.”

Carrie continued with the vibrator assault of Kam’s pussy. Kam was trapped beneath Carrie, her body so weakened now she couldn’t pry her off. Kam was ahead 9-5 but she wanted this to stop before it went any farther. “PLEASE STOP CARRIE…….YOU WIN……NO MORE……PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME CUM AGAIN!”

Carrie shoved the humming vibrator inside Kam’s pussy and left it there. She raised her hands in victory. By forcing Kam to have five orgasms she would now get five free blows into Kam’s body before the third fall could begin. Carrie stood up and looked down at Kam. Kam had her right hand on the vibrator working it out slowly. Carrie went back upstairs to her room and soaked in a hot tub for more than an hour. Kam made her way to her room too with her new toy in hand. Both girls had a long night unable to sleep from the painful injuries they had sustained.

They awoke the next day and prepared themselves for the final battle. Both knew this last battle would be brutal. The time arrived and Carrie headed to the room first. She surveyed the room looking for things she might be able to use on Kam once this last fall began. She checked out the restraints on the wall where she knew in just a few minutes Kam would be locked into. Kam came down the stairs being led by John. He walked her over to the wall and had her remove her robe. Kam was nude beneath it. He hooked her wrists in the handcuffs and then turned to Carrie.

“You get five blows to Kam’s restrained body. I will have the key in my hand. After the fifth blow you must get the key and release Kam immediately. Then you may go to work on her. Now remove your robe and let’s begin.”

Carrie removed her robe and tossed it to John. Carrie was nude, but her breasts were once again bandaged to cover the injuries she received from the vicious attacks of Kam the previous day. “Well, let’s see……where should I start today Kam………girl, who knew a broken nose would blacken your eyes so bad…….maybe I should throw a hard punch into that ugly ass nose……nah……..I could dig my fist deep into your soft stomach…..but I bet your expecting that…….no…..I know what I should do.” Carrie stood directly in front of Kam and drove her knee up hard into Kam’s pussy. Kam let out a loud grunt and her body collapsed. The chains of the long handcuffs held her up and she regained her balance.

“You’d better make the next four good bitch! When I’m released I am going to fucking kill you!”

“Aw…..such a potty mouth!” Carrie drove her knee up again for her second strike. “Oh……I bet that hurt didn’t it Kam?”

Kam was slumped again being held up by the cuffs. “Fuck you!”

“Let’s see……..what can I find to make you feel a little better? John, John, John, you and this little cooler you keep here. We need to talk about all this beer you drink.” Carrie reached into his cooler and pulled out an unopened can of beer. She walked back over to Kam and rolled the ice cold can across Kam’s nipples. “Look at that Kam….your big dark nipples….oh my……I think they like this feeling don’t they…..look how hard they’re getting…..I guess I need to stop teasing you like this.” Carrie pulled back with the can of beer and smashed it into Kam’s forehead busting the can open. Kam was showered in beer and the shards of aluminum slightly cut her open.

“Oh my Kam…..look what I have done……….I made you bleed again….I’m so sorry.”

Kam was groggy from the hard blow to her head and her eyes burned. She wasn’t sure if it was from the beer or from blood but she knew it burned. She spit at Carrie. “Oh Kam..
…..that’s not nice! John, what else do we have that I can use on this dot head?” Carrie walked around for a few minutes looking for something to use. In another room of the house she found a two and a half foot long four inch thick candle. She came back and stood next to Kam. “Well Kam……what do you think I’m going to do with this……I could hit you in the head again and really bust that small cut wide open…….your pussy is probably so worn out from last night, I bet I could slide this big candle up inside it….
…….nah, don’t want to do that either.” Carrie drew back and swung the candle deep into Kam’s soft belly like she was swinging a baseball bat. The thick candle broke in half and fell to the floor. Kam was dangling from the cuffs coughing, trying to draw air into her body. Carrie only had one strike left to use on Kam. She picked up one of the broken halfs of the thick candle and grabbed Kam by her hair. She then drove the end of the jagged candle into the small cut and gave a hard twist.

“Alright Carrie, that’s five. Come get the key.”

Carrie ran to John, grabbed the key and quickly released Kam who fell to the floor. Carrie still held the key in her hand and went to work on Kam’s cut forehead raking the teeth of the key back and forth. Kam’s feet began kicking wildly and her hands fought with Carrie to pull the key away. In the struggle, Carrie lost control of the key and it fell to the floor. Carrie quickly grabbed Kam’s long hair and pulled her head up a little and then slammed it back into the tile floor. Carrie stood over Kam who was trying to push herself up off the floor. Carrie reached down and dragged her over to John’s cooler. “Got to clean all this blood off of her so I don’t get any diseases from this bitch!” Carrie opened the cooler and shoved Kam’s face down into the icy water. She held her there for just a few seconds and then pulled Kam out.

“No……….please stop…..….I’ll drown!”

“What was that Kam? It felt good, do it again……..Okay.” Carrie shoved her face first into the icy water again and held her there a little longer. Kam’s body began to go limp and Carrie released her. Kam pushed herself up out of the cooler, icy water dripping from her dark hair. She was coughing violently and sucking in some much needed air. As her eyes cleared, she could see a beer bottle in the cooler and grabbed it. Carrie, hearing Kam coughing turned back toward her. She reached down and grabbed Kam’s soaked hair and lifted her to her feet. Kam spun and drove the unopened beer bottle into Carrie’s head with a loud thud.

Carrie fell to her knees. Kam still held the beer bottle in her hand. The bottle had not broken and Kam drove the wide end of it into Carrie’s head again. Carrie fell backwards flat on the floor as Kam tossed the bottle to the side. Kam dropped down on top of her and grabbed her by the hair and began smashing her head backwards into the floor. Carrie lost focus from the multiple blows to her head. Suddenly, she felt an intense pressure being applied to her head. As her eyes cleared she realized Kam had her powerful thighs wrapped around Carrie’s head squeezing her tightly. Carrie shook trying to free herself but Kam’s legs were far too strong. Carrie pushed with her hands trying to pry Kam’s dark legs apart but she failed. Kam laughed at the feeble attempt. “You’re too fucking weak Carrie! I’ll crush your damn head!”

No matter how much Carrie twisted, turned or pushed, she could not break free of the powerful leg scissors wrapped around her head. She did manage to turn her head just enough to sink her teeth into Kam’s flesh though. Kam let out a loud scream as Carrie’s teeth bit into her thigh. “OOOOOOO GOD…….YOU FUCKING ANIMAL…..QUIT BITING…….OH SHIT!”

Kam had no choice but to release the leg scissors but now she had to get Carrie off of her thigh. Kam drove her fist into the side of Carrie’s face three quick times before Carrie released the bite. Carrie rolled away as did Kam. Kam was sitting on the floor looking at the deep gash left in her thigh from Carrie’s teeth. Carrie shook her head still trying to clear her head from the blows and pressure Kam had put on her. Carrie stood wobbling and moved against the wall to hold herself up. Both girls spent the time recovering from the brutal beginning to this third fall. Kam finally stood and began moving toward Carrie. Carrie grabbed a lamp off a table next to her and ripped the cord out of the wall. She threw the lamp at Kam who ducked. Carrie charged her and Kam bent over flipping Carrie on to the floor. Kam grabbed the cord of the lamp and wrapped it around Carrie’s throat and began choking her with it. She pulled Carrie to her knees by the cord still choking her. Carrie’s face began to change colors turning a bright red as she struggled. Her fingers worked at the cord trying to pull loose. She started to fade a little and Kam released the cord. Kam rolled Carrie over on to her back and began ripping the bandages from Carrie’s breasts. Then she grabbed the lamp and pulled off the lamp shade and tossed it to the side. Kam then tapped the light bulb on the edge of John’s cooler until she cracked the bulb causing a small piece of the thin glass to fall to the floor. The bulb now had exposed jagged edges and Kam walked over to Carrie who was still lying on the floor.

Kam stood over Carrie and placed her feet on Carrie’s hair holding her in place as she pressed the broken bulb down into Carrie’s breasts and began lightly twisting it. Carrie tried to roll away but with Kam’s feet on her hair she could not move. The thin glass started off scraping her already injured breasts but then as Kam began jabbing the lamp against her it began cutting into her tit flesh. Carrie was screaming from the intense pain. “Yeah you little bitch! Scream for Kam! You like blood so much…..see how you like watching your own flow from your precious sweet little tits!”

“OH GOD…..NO KAM……PLEASE….PLEAST STOP…OH GOD….MY TITS….PLEASE STOP KAM……YOUR CUTTING MY TITS!”

Kam laughed as Carrie pleaded with her. Finally the last of the thin glass broke away from the base and Kam tossed the lamp to the side. Kam looked down at Carrie’s breasts and took pleasure in seeing the tiny cuts opened. Kam moved off of Carrie’s hair and reached down and picked her up and then dropped her down across her knee. She used her fingers to rip away at the numerous tiny cuts on Carrie’s breasts. Kam pulled her hand away and showed Carrie her blood soaked fingers. “Look Carrie….blood….your blood……..your pathetic little tits cut into pieces.”

Kam shoved Carrie off her knee and looked over at John. “How do you like your pretty little Carrie now? When I finish with her, no man will ever want to have anything to do with this piece of trash.” Kam saw the broken candle that had been used on her lying on the floor. She picked it up and came back to Carrie. She held it high above her head and came crashing down with the jagged edge into Carrie’s left nipple. Using all her strength, she pushed and twisted the thick wax as it continued ripping apart Carrie’s flesh. Carrie was crying uncontrollably now as Kam stopped and tossed the candle to the side. Still looking for something to use to further injure Carrie’s breasts Kam walked around the house.

As Kam walked around the house she saw a cactus plant on a small table. A cruel smile crossed her face as she picked up the small plant and walked back to the room where she had left Carrie. She entered the room to go back to work on Carrie but was greeted with a hard blow to the head by a metal decorative plate Carrie had pulled from a wall. A loud gong echoed throughout the room as Carrie slammed it into Kam’s head. Kam dropped the cactus as she fell to the floor. Carrie fell to the floor too and both women just lay on the floor for more than minute worn out from their brutal blood bath. Carrie pushed herself off the floor and grabbed the two foot wide metal plate again. She stood watching and waiting on Kam to move. Kam finally started to sit up and Carrie slammed the large plate into her head again. The blood flowing from Kam’s wound to her head had slowed a good bit but with the two hard blows from the plate, her blood began to pour again. Carrie saw the cactus plant lying on the floor and grabbed it. She raked it across Kam’s already bloodied head first then jammed it into Kam’s right breast. Now it was Kam screaming as her breasts were under attack. Carrie stood and put her foot on the bottom of the container holding the cactus and pushed.

“Yeah bitch scream! Scream like a little girl! It doesn’t feel good does it whore!”

“OOOOOOO GOD JOHN…….PLEASE STOP HER…..OH MY GOD…..NO…..NO…
…THIS IS TOO MUCH……..MY TITS…….OH MY TITS!”

This was the first sign John had seen that either woman was ready to quit. He stood and walked over to Kam and Carrie. “Are you quitting Kam? Do you submit to Carrie? Shall I declare her the winner?”

“NO DAMN IT! OH GOD……….NO….NO…NEVER….OH SHIT MY TITS…..YOU FUCKING SHEEP SHAGGING SLUT……..OH YOU NASTY SLUT…..OH GOD….NO…….I CAN’T.....”

Carrie finally lost control of the cactus with her foot and slipped off. The cactus slid to Kam’s side but many sharp needles were still stuck to her breasts. Carrie slowly lifted Kam to her feet. Both women were wobbling as Carrie drew back her right fist and threw a punch to the side of Kam’s face. Kam immediately fell to the floor. Carrie was worn out and needed to catch her breath. She went down to the floor and wrapped her thighs around Kam’s head and locked in her own head scissors. Kam was grunting from the pressure on her already abused head. Carrie reached out and grabbed one of the cactus needles still stuck to Kam’s breast and jammed it deep into Kam’s breast.

“OOOOOOOOOO FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!” Kam’s hands went to her breast trying to pull the needle out. Carrie was twisting as she pushed in as far as she could. Kam’s body was contorting trying to get away but Carrie had her locked in good. As Kam’s hands struggled to pull the needle away from Carrie, Kam felt another needle dangling from her breast. She pulled it loose and searched with her other hand until she found the small patch of hair above Carrie’s pussy. Kam drew back and shoved the needle into Carrie’s crotch. Carrie sat up screaming from the unexpected pain and her thighs came apart freeing Kam. Kam fought through the pain in her own body. Carrie’s feet were stomping wildly against the floor and now she was the one trying to break free. Kam quickly turned and sat down on Carrie’s chest. She found another loose cactus needle and began stabbing alternately with both hands into Carrie’s crotch. Instantly Carrie began to cry her submission. “OH SHIT…..NO MORE…..I QUIT….I QUIT….PLEASE STOP….JOHN….MAKE HER STOP!”

John jumped up and quickly intervened and declared Kam the winner. Kam tossed the cactus needles away and rolled off. From looking at the two women’s battered, abused, bloody bodies no one could have guessed who had won. Kam rested for a few minutes as Carrie lay on the floor sobbing uncontrollably with her hands clutching her pussy. Kam finally got to her knees. “John…….take off your pants……this cunt is our sex slave now and she’s going to suck you off right now!”

John smiled as Kam grabbed Carrie by her hair and dragged her to John. “Here bitch, suck his big cock you disgusting cunt!” Carrie’s face was impaled by John’s dick as Kam held Carrie by both sides of her head and forced her to take his full length into her mouth. Carrie was gagging but Kam held her firmly in place. John took over and grabbed Carrie by the back of her head as Kam fell to the floor exhausted. “That’s right John, make that bitch suck it. Fuck her face rough! Make her taste your cum…..fill her stomach with your seed!”

Carrie had tears streaming down her face, humiliated that her boss was now face fucking her. His body began to tense and she could feel the warm thick semen hitting the back of her throat. He finally released her and Carrie fell to the floor a sobbing bloody mess. Kam and John dragged her limp body up the stairs and locked her into a room. The last words Carrie heard that night were from Kam. “Get your rest tonight you sheep shagging slut and clean up good in the morning. Tomorrow, you serve me as the whore I always knew you were.”