KO Kandi – “Money Shot”

Kandi Kane softly moaned and tried to roll over but felt only cold steel that blocked her attempts. She next attempted to stretch out her voluptuous 5’ 8”, 44DD-26-38, frame only to discover that she couldn’t. It took a couple of seconds for her to realize that she was lying in a metal shopping cart dressed in nothing but her bra and panties. She shook her head of honey-blonde hair, opened her dazzling blue eyes, and looked around to see where she was. The last thing she recalled was being beaten senseless by some insane Indian dykes in their private wrestling ring. She blinked in the glaring sunlight and then noticed a small crowd of people snickering at her plight. “Get a camera, losers!” she snarled, endeavoring to sit up. “This is as close as any of you saps are gonna get to this kind of perfection, so enjoy it while you can.” As she tried to climb out of the cart, she lost her balance and upended the cart, causing her clothes and purse, which she’d been laying on, not to mention the cart itself, to come crashing down on her head when her ass struck the pavement of the grocery store parking lot. This naturally brought more laughter from the spectators but the big bimbo just got up and shot them a nasty scowl as she pulled her shirt and shorts on.

She was about to walk over to her car when her stomach growled loudly, reminding her why she’d been at the grocery store in the first place. With a resigned sigh, the blonde whore made her way into the store and quickly picked up enough food to get her through the day, glaring furiously at anyone who dared to crack a smile in her general direction, especially the skinny little bitch who rang up her bill. Tomorrow, she promised herself as she paid for the food and made a hasty exit out of the store, she’d go and do some serious shopping at a different store. As she was heading for the parking lot while simultaneously balancing a heavy sack of food and digging her car keys out of her purse, she ran smack into a tall woman with a head full of red hair who was just coming out of the bank next to the store, resulting in the blonde’s sack and the redhead’s handbag falling to the ground.

“Watch where you’re going, douche-bag,” the blonde whore growled, stooping to retrieve her groceries. It was then she noticed that a gun was sticking out of the other woman’s purse, along with a huge wad of bills. Kandi looked up at the redhead and caught a fist to her face that struck just above the bridge of her nose and knocked the slut to her ass.

“Ye’re jest lucky I dinna have time t’be messin’ aboot with the likes o’ ye,” the redhead hissed with an Irish lilt as she kneeled and gathered up her purse. She was about 5’ 10”, measuring a slim and very trim looking 34C-28-36, with piercing green eyes and an elfin nose. Wearing a black fishnet bodystocking with a black leather vest, skirt and boots, she looked quite imposing. “But there’s always time for one more shot, ye flaxen-haired floozy,” she said, standing up and leveling a kick at the downed blonde’s head.

Unfortunately for the redhead, just before her boot would have struck the side of Kandi’s head, the bimbo fell to her back and the ferocity of the intended blow was so great that the Irish woman lost her balance and fell on her ass next to the dazed whore. “Ach! Ye’ll pay for that, ye sneaky skank!” she exclaimed, rolling over onto Kandi’s belly and launching some powerful punches into the bitch’s big tits. When Kandi cried out, begging her to stop, the redhead quickly flipped around so that she was seated on the blonde bimbo’s face. “That ought to keep yer damned cum-hole shut, ye cow-titted cunt!” she growled and continued to punish the blonde’s hooters with alternating rights and lefts that sunk in to the wrist and caused the poor bitch’s bra to release its captives, leaving the tramp’s jugs pitifully exposed. A situation the redhead instantly took advantage of as she grabbed the rock hard nipples and began to savagely twist them.

Suddenly, she let out an ear-piercing shriek and tried to jump up, only to be held in place by the fact that the blonde’s teeth were buried in her ass, holding on like a rotweiller with a kitten in its mouth. “AHHHH!!! Let go, ye crazy cow!” the redhead screamed, driving piston-like power-shots into the blonde’s belly until she felt the whore’s teeth release her flesh. She immediately stood up and stomped her boot down on the blonde’s chest, grinding her heel savagely into the battered flesh until Kandi couldn’t even manage enough breath for a cry of pain and began to sob silently. But the redhead was angry now, and, displaying the temper for which both her hair color and her race are famous, she dragged the slut to her feet and rammed her knee up and into the heaving gut of the beaten blonde a few times, which brought a flood of drool from the slack mouth of the gasping bitch. The Irish woman then spun around and threw the slut tit-first into the side of a white van. Kandi struck the vehicle like a fly on a windshield and started to slide slowly to her knees but the Irish woman walked over and punted a soccer-style kick up and between her legs, straightening the blonde whore back up. She then grabbed her by the hair and started pounding her face into the side of the van until it was streaked with red from her crushed, but not quite broken, nose and a mouth full of blood. “Not so feckin’ tough are ye now, ye great pudding!” the redhead grinned, spinning the wreck of a woman around and slapping her hard across the face, sending a spray of blood from her mouth and onto both the van and the pavement of the parking lot. She delivered a devastating knee-lift into Kandi’s belly and the blonde bimbo folded like a cheap tent, dropping to her hands and knees and coughing up bloody foam. The Irish woman laughed and hauled her back up to stand on wobbly legs and once more sent her flying by spinning around and sending the barely conscious blonde slamming into the hood of a small car.

Kandi tried to stay upright, but she couldn’t get a grip on the slick hood of the car and slid to her knees, gasping for breath and trying to focus on her opponent, but the world was literally a star-filled blur to the blonde bimbo at this point and she was pretty much at the mercy of the redhead. Assuming the Irish woman had any, of course. The redhead, knowing she was now in total control of the slut, casually walked over and grabbed the blonde by the hair and proceeded to smack her face against the car’s grill until it, too, was tarnished with the bimbo’s blood. “Had enough, have ye?” laughed the Irish woman, shaking Kandi’s head back and forth. “Well, more’s the pity for ye, then, since I’m jest getting’ warmed up.” She once more dragged Kandi to her feet by her hair but this time she stepped back and drove her right foot straight out and into the blonde’s gut, sending her flying backwards about five feet. The slut probably would have sailed even farther had her backwards motion not been suddenly and violently halted when she slammed into the side of an SUV. The bitch whimpered as her back struck the large vehicle and then she fell slowly over and onto the pavement with her battered breasts once more taking the brunt of the impact.

Laughing cruelly, the redhead walked over and forced Kandi to her feet, even though it was clear that not only was there absolutely no fight (left?) in the blonde bimbo, but that she was only barely clinging to consciousness. “Still with us, then, are ye?” she laughed, snapping the bitch’s head from left to right with stinging slaps. “Well, me pretty little lamb, I think it’s finally time to put ye out to pasture,” she giggled, cocking her right fist for the coup de grace.

But, as had happened earlier, just before the blow struck, Kandi’s head slipped down and out of the way, causing the Irish woman’s fist to strike the side window of the SUV so hard she not only set off the vehicle’s alarm, but busted the window and her wrist besides. As she howled in pain and cradled the broken limb to her chest, Kandi finally released her hold on the waking world and toppled slowly to her side as several police cars surrounded the redhead and her blonde victim.