Angelina Jolie, Hollywood superstar actress, got up grumpily from her poolside recliner to finally answer the incessant ringing of the doorbell. The maid was away on a day trip with her two kids and their nanny and, enjoying a break from her hectic schedule she was lounging by her pool waiting for the afternoon when one of her many lovers would arrive for a session of hot, passionate sex. Her pneumatic figure bounced magnificently within the tight confines of her skimpy black two piece string bikini as she shuffled towards the front door. She knew there was no danger, her security guard at the gate would have stopped any potential trouble. Unfortunately, for her, her security guard was right now hurrying towards the nearest emergency room with his penis in his hand having had in bitten off during and unexpected blowjob from Miss Jolie’s visitor. Extreme, but it had got her access to the bitch.

Cursing the high pitched ringing with every step, Angelina finally whipped the door open to face the ringer. She saw little more than a fist coming rapidly towards her face. It’s tightly packed knuckles smashed viciously straight into Angelina’s perfectly shaped nose. Her nose exploded and was at once broken and blood flew from it.

Angelina managed to grip the door frame with her left hand and just about keep herself upright and through shocked and blurred eyes she focused upon her assailant. She recognised her immediately as fellow actress Jennifer Aniston. Still groggy she tried to question her attacker but before any words emerged the brown haired Friends star fastened both her slim hands around Angelina’s throat, forced her back and straddled her in the entrance way strangling her.

She throttled her for some intense moments then prised her fingers from Angelina’s soft neck and bitch slapped her as hard as she could, ricocheting the dark haired victim’s cheek off the hard wooden floor.

Screaming uncontrollably Jennifer announced “You fucking bitch, steal my husband will you, I’ll fucking kill you!”

Of course she was referring to her recent split from husband Brad Pitt and the countless rumours that had surrounded his relationship with his co-star on a recent movie, Angelina. She tried to deny it but couldn’t get anything said as once again Jennifer slapped her as hard as she could then hooked her long nails into her raven dark hair and wrenched her to her feet by it. In the movement Angelina’s bikini top snapped and fell to the floor exposing her magnificent chest in all it’s glory. This only served to enrage Jennifer and she wasted no time in driving two hard punches into each perfect set of breast flesh. Angelina was a very fit and athletic woman but this surprise assault had knocked the stuffing out of her and all she wanted to do was sink to her knees and try to get her breathe back. She wasn’t about to get the chance as Jennifer used her hold on her hair to drive Angelina’s face and broken nose straight onto a pristine white wall and watched with satisfaction as Angelina slid down the wall leaving a trail of her own blood as she slid.

She let Angelina slide to the floor and turned her round to deliver another hard slap to her face. Angelina’s magnificent breasts just seemed to enrage Jennifer further and she locked her fingers onto both Angelina’s big nipples and began twisting them as hard as she could while her face was screwed up into a twisted grimace of anger.

“Huh, like that you prick teasing cunt, eh?” as she poured on as much pressure as she could on Angelina’s nipples.

Angelina howled like a wounded animal and her screams only increased as Jennifer pulled her to her feet by only her tits and slammed her back into the wall again before driving her jean clad knee up and into Angelina’s bikini clad crotch. Angelina gasped for her breath but had no chance to recover before Jennifer whipped her viciously toward the sliding door that led to her pool. The glass shattered in a tumult of smashing glass and Angelina’s body flew through it to lay unmoving on a million shards of glass on the hard stone next to her pool.

The noise all this action created seemed to stun Jennifer for a moment and she paused over her motionless brunette foe pondering her next move. She saw Angelina slowly move her head and give a low moan and suddenly the red mist descended once more over the wronged woman and she reached down, took a firm hold of Angelina’s dark hair and drove her face onto the glass strewn poolside area. Jennifer rubbed her foes face furiously across the surface, not caring the damage it may do. She sat down hard on Angelina’s back, placed a leg either side of her and bounced Angelina’s head once more on the stone before leaning forward to whisper in her ear.

“You dirty, cheating fucking bitch, I’ll make sure you don’t steal anymore husbands before we’re through here today” , and with that she rolled her over to see her blood streaked face.

Spying a large poolside parasol Jennifer suddenly got a perverse idea of what further damage she could inflict and in a an instant had whipped off the tiny bikini bottoms of her hated rival, leaving her motionless and naked and bleeding as she walked over to retrieve the potential weapon. Jennifer lifted the umbrella from it’s holder and took a second to roll it up, it was plastic which disappointed Jennifer, she had hoped it might be metal. Still it would suffice. She strutted back to the still motionless Angelina, stood over her and began to thrash the weapon down on the Tomb Raider stars exposed ribs and stomach.

Jennifer was wild with her blows and half of them connected with little but the concrete around Angelina and with Angelina tightly balling her arms around her face and chest she didn’t take nearly the damage it appeared, indeed this frenzy proved to be a chance for her to regain some of her senses. Jennifer meanwhile was starting to flag somewhat, her swipes becoming more and more irregular until she stood panting over her downed victim, sure she had inflicted sufficient blows to finish her off. Jennifer rested for a second before moving to Angelina’s ankles and spreading her long legs wide apart and leaning down to address her enemy.

“See this umbrella, bitch. I’m gonna ram it straight up your dirty ass, I’ll teach you not to mess with other women’s men.”

She drew back the umbrella to deliver the coup de grace but at the last possible instance Angelina pulled her foot free and as the umbrella swung back her foot shoved it even harder back right into Jennifer’s surprised belly. It caught her completely off guard and she lost her balance and tumbled sideways into the waiting swimming pool. As the warm water engulfed her and invaded her top and jeans to make them sodden and heavy. Angelina, as much as her aching body would allow, sprang into action and grabbed up a folding metal framed chair from poolside and folded up. As her attacker bobbed up and down in the poll and tried to wipe water from her eyes Angelina swung the chair as hard as she could catching Jennifer flush on her forehead and knocking her over in the water.

The splashing of water had wiped some of the blood from the superficial wounds on Angelina’s face (other than her busted nose which was a mess) and as she watched Jennifer struggle dazedly in her pool Angelina took stock of the situation and reached down to untie her bikini bottoms leaving her completely naked. She wound the garment in her hands like a garrotte and timed her plunge into the pool perfectly to land behind Jennifer and hook the bikini under her chin and tightly wind it into her throat.

Jennifer was in big trouble now. Angelina straddled her back and her legs wrapped themselves around her foes wet clothes while her makeshift garrotte dug into her throat and simultaneously forced Jennifer’s gasping mouth under the water. Luckily for her they were at the side of the pool and somehow Jennifer managed to reach out a hand and get a firm grip on the metal ladder at the side and pull herself above the level of the water and try to get some oxygen in her lungs. Angelina hung on realising she was draining her opponents strength with every second that passed in this position.

Jennifer’s limbs seemed to go limp all at once and she released her grip at the same time and the both toppled backwards into the water. Angelina wasted no time in pulling herself from the pool and somehow dragging Jennifer’s unconscious carcass from the water. Dropping her heavily on her back, Angelina straddled Jennifer and slapped her viciously with a flurry of wet slaps but they illicited nothing more than a low groan. Jennifer was definitely out cold.

Angelina felt at her damaged face and a new fury spread in her mind - she wanted this dumb whore to suffer the same fate as her. To begin, Angelina got to work pulling off Jennifer’s soaking red top and jeans, swiftly followed by her skimpy pink bra and panties.

She flung them away muttering, “Fucking cheap slut.”

Ignoring her aching body, Angelina reached down to grip Jennifer’s soaking hair and haul her to her feet by it.

“Worth it are you? This is what I think you’re fucking worth.” And with this comment Angelina propelled Jennifer head first at the second glass French window, aiming to repay Aniston’s earlier assault. But all she got was a thud as Jennifer banged into the glass but it never broke.

Not happy with that result Angelina just picked her limp foe up again and flung her harder into the window and crashing right through it back into her palatial room. Angelina strode through her destroyed windows looking more and more like the movie goddess she was, her wounds meant nothing to her now, just taking revenge on this stupid bitch who had invaded her house and attacked her. Taking a glass framed picture down from her living room wall, Angelina took a minute to pour herself a strong drink as she waited for Jennifer to come round and slowly stagger to her haunches. Angelina let her get half the way up before crashing the picture down upon her head and shoulders, shattering more glass on to the floor and Angelina was stamping down on her before she hit the floor.

Angelina was in such an uncontrollable fury that she lost her footing, so intent was she on inflicting damage to Jennifer, and fell back and over a coffee table, allowing Jennifer some valuable breathing time. The Friends star was realising now how over her head she was, Angelina was lean and muscled inside that luscious form and though Jennifer worked out, with her element of surprise gone, Jennifer knew she was in trouble. She scrambled on her hands and knees toward a door thinking it was the exit.

But it wasn’t. It led into the hall and as she scuttled to the next door she found that to be a bathroom and then she felt Angelina grab her hair from behind.

“Going somewhere Bitch?” sneered Angelina before wrenching Jennifer’s head up by her usually perfect hair.

The state of the friends star’s hair only got worse when Angelina pulled her forward by it and thrust Jennifer’s face into the waiting toilet bowl. Ice cold water engulfed Jennifer’s face but she had no chance to worry about that as Angelina quickly flushed the bowl and she had to fight to stop her long hair being pulled away. When she eventually pulled her head free, cough and spluttering she was so bedraggled that her movie star, cover girls looks were not at all in evidence. Angelina pulled her around and as Jennifer knelt there dazed, the Tomb Raider star stood back and buried a hard kick right between Jennifer’s legs, her bony foot solidly connecting and eliciting a chilling howl.

“You’re worth it, are you? No you’re fucking not slut, you’re worth fuck all” with a slight shove Jennifer collapsed to the floor and Angelina had a clear idea of how to finish this stupid bitch off. Confident that all the fight was gone from Jennifer she stalked off to her cellar and stormed down the darkened steps into her own personal dungeon that she had built to meet some of her other ‘needs’. She collected a pair of handcuffs, a ball gag and a riding crop and marched back up to find Jennifer pathetically trying to crawl from the bathroom.

“You know I could have your skanky ass banged up in jail for this, invading my home, assaulting me, damaging my beautiful face (at this she felt her broken nose). But no, I’ve got a different punishment for you.”

Angelina straddled Jennifer’s back and took great pleasure in rubbing her face fast across the carpet for at least a minute then she took the handcuffs and snapped them on each of Jennifer’s wrists behind her back it barely registered in Jennifer’s head. Angelina then pulled her attacker over to her shattered living room and draped her frame over the arm of her sofa, with her peachy ass pointed nicely at Angelina and with a wicked smile on her pouting lips Angelina drew back the riding crop and whipped it viciously across Jen’s ass.

Jennifer let out a pained shriek and Angelina bent and fixed the orange ball gag into her mouth after the first blow.

“I just wanted to hear you scream once but I don’t want you waking the neighbours slut.”

The hard crop connected at least twelve times on Jennifer’s ass before Angelina allowed Jennifer to sink to her knees.

“I’ll tell you what cunt! I won’t turn you in to the police if you just keep nice and quiet while I do this” and with that Angelina produced an electric shaver and ran it right down the centre of Jennifer’s famous hair style. Jennifer didn’t try to fight it, she just accepted it and as teardrops fell from her eyes hair fell around then in great swathes. It took fifteen minutes or so and by the end Jennifer Aniston was pretty much as bald as a coot, her plan for revenge had backfired and as Angelina finished the last piece of stubble from her skull she held the shaver in front of Jennifer and said, “It’s Brad’s you know.”