Supreme Court

 

Nikki Cox vs. Alicia Silverstone by Bear

 

While attending an industry show, Nikki and Alicia begin talking and find out that they have a mutual interest, tennis.  Both women participate to keep the figures that make them the celebrities that they are.  A match was arranged and they were to meet the next weekend at the home of the mutual friend to play a few sets.

 

The competitive fires burn hot in both ladies and what started out as a friendly game soon became very serious with both competitors no longer congratulating their opponent for good shots.  The match was very close with Nikki winning the first set 7-6(7-5), and Alicia taking the second 7-6(7-5) also.

 

It was now the third set, and the two were beginning to question each other’s calls of balls that hit near the lines.  As the set progressed, the brief arguments became more frequent, and in the 12^th game of the set, with Alicia ahead 6-5 in games, and having a match point, Nikki called a ball out that from Alicia’s angle looked like it was clearly in.

 

Alicia protested and the two met at center court with only the net separating them.  Neither woman was dressed in what could be called “traditional” tennis attire.  Nikki was wearing a tight pair of black spandex shorts that hugged the curves of her hips quite flatteringly.  Her top was a tiger print cut-off shirt that exposed her stomach and fit snugly over her large breasts.  Alicia on the other had was wearing a pair of jean shorts and a white T-shirt that was also cut to expose her mid-section. 

 

Alicia pointed with her racket to the spot where she believed that the ball had landed and said, “How could you call that one out.  It was clearly in, and I win.”

 

Nikki responded, “From my angle it was clearly out, how can you tell from way over there whether the ball was in or out.”

 

“I guess I just have better eyes than you do, not to mention a better game and outfit.”  Alicia brushed Nikki’s chest with her racket.  “Where did you get those rags anyway, Sluts-R-Us.”?

 

“At least I don’t look like I came from the home for wayward children.”  Nikki said as she took the lower part of Alicia’s shirt in her right hand.

 

Alicia dropped her racket from her left hand and grabbed Nikki’s wrist.  “Keep your hands off the merchandise, bitch.”

 

Almost in unison, Nikki’s left hand and Alicia’s right both took hold of each other’s hair as Nikki pulled downward on Alicia’s shirt, tearing away the strip of material that extended from the bottom of Alicia’s breasts.  The lower portion of which were now exposed to the bright California sun.

 

“Fucking bitch!”  Alicia screamed as she released her hold on Nikki’s wrist.  “You are going to pay for this.”

 

Nikki took her hand out of Alicia’s hair and was able to break Alicia’s hold on hers.  Taking a set back from the net, Nikki taunted Alicia.  “Come on blondie, you want a piece of me?”

 

“I’m going to beat you, just like I did in the tennis match.”  Alicia said as she started to climb over the net. 

 

Nikki, seeing an opening, moved behind Alicia as she straddled the net, and lifted up hard causing the metal cord holding up the net to hit Alicia between the legs.  The sudden shock caused Alicia to freeze, and Nikki took hold of her shirt at both shoulders and tore it from her body.  Alicia was now naked from the waist up, and still in severe pain from the attack on her crotch.  Nikki took Alicia in a side headlock and dragged her other leg over the net.

 

“Now we will see whose going to be beating who.”  Nikki said as she tightened her grip around Alicia’s head, causing it to be pressed against Nikki’s breast.  Alicia was unable to break Nikki’s hold on her head and instead used her right arm to swing upwards between Nikki’s legs, hitting her firmly in the groin.  The sudden shock caused Nikki to release her hold on Alicia and drop to her knees, with her back to Alicia.

 

Alicia regained her bearings, and stood up straight to find her opponent still on her knees clutching at her damaged crotch.  Alicia ripped Nikki’s shirt from her body, making both women equal in what clothing they had remaining.  Alicia wrapped Nikki’s shirt around her neck and began to choke the life from her rival.

 

The restricted flow of oxygen to Nikki’s brain began to cause her to lose consciousness.  Only the thoughts of what Alicia might do to her if she was to pass out were keeping her fighting to remain awake.  Just as Nikki began to resign herself to her fate, Alicia released her deadly chokehold on Nikki and pushing on the back of her shoulders, forced Nikki down onto all fours.

 

“Your not going to get off that easy,” Alicia said, “I want to hear you admit who the better woman is, and I know just the way to do that.”  Nikki felt like she was dreaming since the shirt was removed from around her neck.  Her faculties were just beginning to return as Alicia took hold of her hair and walked her over to the post that supported the net.  Alicia sat Nikki down with her back against the post and taking hold of both of her arms, tied her wrists together around the post with Nikki’s discarded shirt. 

 

Nikki’s vision was clearing, and as she looked up at Alicia, who was now standing directly in front of her wearing nothing but her shorts, the sun was directly behind her giving her the appearance of an angel.  This illusion was quickly dispelled as Alicia dropped to her knees, straddling Nikki’s legs, bringing her face to face with the helpless redhead.

 

Alicia lifted Nikki’s head and said, “Now, admit that I beat you, both in tennis and woman to woman, and I will spare you any more pain.”

 

Nikki’s response was instinctive, “Never, you fucking bitch.”

 

“Have it your way,” Alicia said as she began a viscous attack on Nikki’s breasts.  Scratching, punching, and squeezing were all part of the repertoire of horrors that Alicia perpetrated on Nikki’s exposed chest.  The attack was having two effects on Nikki.  It was sending waves of pain to her brain, but it was also helping her to regain her bearings as the adrenaline cut through the haze that had been created by the lack of oxygen.

 

But Nikki’s groans and cries were not enough for the blonde.  Alicia sat back on Nikki’s legs and said, “Now are you ready to admit your defeat.  Or do I have to hurt you some more?”

 

Alicia was certainly not ready for the response she got.  “Do your worst,” Nikki said.

 

Alicia was more than happy to oblige and went back to her attack, this time adding punches to the stomach and slaps to the face to inflict more injury on her opponent.  At this time, a plan was starting to form in Nikki’s brain.  She was able to get her hands free from being tied behind the pole, and was now waiting for the right time to put her scheme into action.  Alicia got to a point where she thought that Nikki might be ready to give in and again sat back to make her inquiry.  But unknown to Alicia was that Nikki’s hands were now free, and she had just moved into the exact position where Nikki wanted her.

 

“Ready now?” Alicia said with a cocky smile on her lips.

 

“Well, actually,” Nikki’s words came out slowly, “NO!”  As the word escaped her lips, Nikki put her plan into action.  With her left hand, she grabbed Alicia’s shorts right at the top and pulling them forward was able to make a space that her right hand quickly darted into.  As her right hand found its target, Alicia’s already wounded crotch, Nikki’s left hand was placed between Alicia’s breasts and was used to push the blonde backwards and flat on the court surface.  Nikki’s right hand was doing untold damage to Alicia’s crotch, and the screams of pain from her were only matched by Nikki’s fury on the attack.

 

Nikki moved her left hand from Alicia’s chest up to her throat.  Nikki now was kneeling next to Alicia with her left hand pressed against her throat and her right hand somewhere inside her shorts still inflicting damage.  Alicia’s focus was now totally on stopping the attack on her cunt.  She had both hands on Nikki’s wrist and was trying to pull her off.  Nikki, sensing that her plan had resulted in the desired effect, released both her chokehold and crotch hold of Alicia.  Rising to her feet, Nikki assessed the situation.

 

What she saw was Alicia grasping in agony at her wounded crotch.  “What do you say we get a look at my handiwork,” Nikki said.  Nikki bent down and grabbing the top of Alicia’s shorts pulled them down her legs and off her body.  Now the damage that Nikki had done was visible.  Red streaks and welts covered the area between Alicia’s legs.  The sight of the damage made Alicia cry out that much louder.  “You bitch, look what you did!”

 

Alicia lay naked on the court, with Nikki standing over her still holding the remnants of her tattered jean shorts.  Nikki tossed them aside, and then stomped on Alicia’s stomach, causing her to move her hands from her crotch to her midsection.  Nikki then planted her heel into Alicia’s cunt and began to twist and grind Alicia’s private parts between her heel and her own pelvis.  Alicia writhed in pain and grabbed at Nikki’s ankle, unable to relieve the pressure. 

 

“Now who’s ready to admit defeat?” Nikki questioned.  Alicia managed to get to a seated position and took hold of Nikki’s shorts and pulled them down around her knees.  Nikki laughed at this last desperate attempt at retaliation, and leaned into Alicia’s crotch adding more pressure.  Removing her foot from Alicia, Nikki stepped back and remove her own shorts.  “So you want to finish this naked, that’s fine with me since you will be the one left starting up at my body.”  Nikki said.

 

Nikki dropped down onto Alicia’s body and taking hold of her wrists, held her spread eagle on the ground, completely immobilized.  Nikki slid up so that her chest was directly above Alicia’s head.  “I guess you could call this game, set and match.”  Nikki said as she lowered her chest onto Alicia’s face.  Alicia struggled to free herself, but the lack of oxygen set in quickly as Nikki’s breasts smothered her into unconsciousness. 

 

With her blonde opponent now completely defeated, Nikki got to her feet, and picking up Alicia, placed her back first against the center of the net with her arms draped over, holding her up.  She shook Alicia’s head to wake her up, and as she came around, Nikki said, “I just wanted to make sure you saw this before I left you here.”  Nikki stood in front of Alicia and flexed, “Now say goodnight.”  She said, but Alicia’s head was still cloudy but her last memory was clear, seeing Nikki kick her squarely in her damaged crotch just before lapsing into total unconsciousness.