Normally, Katie sports a winning, Britney-Spears-esque mile-wide smile on her pretty face…but not tonight; this is personal! Her cherubic countenance wears a mask of barely controlled rage as she ignores the cheering audience, her fists slowly clenching and unclenching as she focuses her narrowed eyes on her opponent across the ring.

“And in this corner,” continues the announcer, turning to point to a statuesque woman with light brown hair leaning back on the turnbuckle opposite Katie. “She’s from New York City and stands six feet tall, weighing 138 pounds….she is donating half of her prize money to the Lisa McPherson Trust and the other half to the Center for Postpartum Depression Awareness…let’s hear it for MIZZZZZZZZZZZ BROOKE SHIEEEEEELDS!” Brooke wears a tight-fitting black leotard type outfit of thin material, high-cut at the hips and low-cut bodice. Her incredibly long, shapely legs are encased in sheer black nylon tights. Neither lady is wearing shoes tonight.

Brooke is just as angry-looking as Katie, and is almost pawing at the mat with her feet like a bull eager and ready to tear some hapless fool to ribbons. Beneath her trademark eyebrows, her burning eyes drill into Katie’s with laser-like intensity.

Based just their height, weight and visible musculature, one would assume Shields should have a big edge tonight, but although she is obviously big and strong, Brooke is also 13 years older than Katie who - only three inches shorter - is not to be taken lightly. Katie’s upper arms reflect the time she’s recently spent in the weight room, but still they’re clearly not in the same league as Brooke’s ‘guns’. But this is an affair of anger and passion, a personal dispute that has spilled into the ring, so normal comparative factors aren’t always valid predictors; anything can happen!

DING! DING! DING! The bell sounds and with a growl both ladies rush towards each other artlessly When they close both clamp their hands around the other’s throat and they begin choking each other. This goes on for several seconds of standoff until Katie seems to start getting the worst of it, at which time the young brunette quickly steps forward and rams her right knee upward and hard into Brooke’s pussy. Brooke grimaces in pain and tries to raise her own legs in defense, but twice, then three-times more Katie is able to smash her knee into Brooke until the big woman breaks off the mutual strangleholds and backs off.

Katie rushes toward Brooke with her hands clawing, thrusting them toward the big woman’s eyes to scratch them out. Brooke throws her hands up instinctively to defend herself and - more by accident than design - they end up with their fingers interlaced. As they push against each other it evolves into a “Test of Strength” situation but, predictably, it’s the more powerful Brooke who begins to force Katie’s hands down.

“I’ve got five times your strength!” Brooke crows. “You’re no match for me!”

But then to the older woman’s surprise, the downward descent of Katie’s arms stops. Katie grits her teeth and reverses the situation, pushing Brooke’s arms back up to the start position and then beginning to win the contest and drive Brooke’s arms down! Brooke is startled as she discovers that Katie is much stronger than she looks but she redoubles her efforts and, straining with all her might, Brooke regains the initiative and drives Katie’s arms back up, then downward!

Brooke bends Katie’s fingers, hands and wrists as her foe slowly sinks to her knees. The young brunette cries out in pain as her hands and wrists are bent. Brooke with a sense of dominant triumph squeezes Katie’s fingers and hands as the smaller woman fights to get off her knees. Brooke suddenly arcs both her arms to the side and down, turning Brooke’s wrists over and bending them under, reversing the directional force of the test of strength so that she is now pushing upward on Katie’s straightened arms, driving her up until Katie is standing on her tip-toes, moaning in pain.

Then, with a grunt of effort, Brooke continues lifting Katie by the handhold using the youngster’s straight arms until Katie’s feet have been lifted completely off the mat! Brooke keeps lifting until Katie’s high enough to flip her onto her shoulders. Then, Brooke positions the young actress across her shoulders on her back, staring up at the auditorium lights!

The powerful Amazon, placing one hand on Katie’s butt and the other on her upper back, pushes upward, gorilla pressing Katie into the air at full arm extension. The crowd murmurs in amazement as Brooke carefully shifts her right hand over to the center of Katie’s back, releases her left hand so that the athletic actress is holding Katie’s body in the air with one hand!

With Brooke’s left arm held out to her side, she and Katie look like a circus acrobat act. Brooke maintains this impressive demonstration of her strength for a few seconds longer, then simply takes a step backward while removing her hand and letting Katie fall nearly ten feet back down to the mat. Although Katie was initially panicked at being so high aloft, Brooke held her so long Katie had the chance to think through next steps.

So when Brooke dropped her, Katie hit the canvas like a parachutist, rolling to break her fall. Still, she was pretty badly shaken up, and beginning to wonder whether it had been wise to climb into the ring against this behemoth. But one thing about Katie Holmes - she’s one of the most strong-willed of Hollywood’s celebrities and her guts are in evidence now as she rises up off the mat, battered but unbowed! Brooke is flabbergasted that Katie is rising ready to resume combat so soon after plummeting to the canvas.

Katie, trying to sound braver then she felt, sneered, “I’m going to fuck you up bad, bitch.”

Brooke is slightly unnerved at this bold attitude being projected from the slighter woman, but taking a deep breath, she strides purposefully forward to continue her domination of the future Mrs. Tom Cruise. As the two closed to within striking distance Katie suddenly started spinning and directed a left backfist toward Brooke’s face. The tall woman dodged, but that was just a feint! While Brooke’s eyes were on Katie’s left backfist, Katie continued spinning and slammed her right fist to Brooke’s jaw with an audible SMACK!

The move caught Brooke by surprise and her eyes fluttered and she briefly went wobbly-kneed. Katie lunged forward and put Brooke in a side headlock. The smaller brunette stood there tightly constricting the headlock as Brooke scrambled to pry her head out. Then Katie took a running start and Bulldogged Brooke’s skull hard into the mat From being on the receiving end of Katie’s big right-handed blow, then the constricting headlock, and now the bulldog, Brooke’s head is getting a beating…she’s getting her bell rung AND she’s in a daze.

Katie gets down on her knees along side Brooke, rolls the big woman over onto her back, sits on top of Brooke’s long arms to immobilize them, and then without missing a beat, plunges her splayed out fingers into the Amazon’s belly, applying a vicious stomach claw and almost immediately, Brooke bellows in agony.

Katie muses, “Something’s not right…” She grabs two fistfuls of the thin black leotard material that encases Brooke’s abdomen and rips it open to bare the older woman’s stomach.

“There!” Katie says. “I like to see the skin get bruised!” The vicious youngster continues to forcefully apply the Stomach Claw, oblivious to the cries of the struggling Amazon. Tiring of this, Katie stands up, bends down, grabs Brooke with two handfuls of the big lady’s light brown hair, and pulls. “Get up, you!” Katie shouts. “I’m just getting started! Warm-up time is over.”

Brooke moans, in disbelief at this turn of events, and desperately trying to figure out a way to reassert her superior size and strength, but Katie’s attacks have taken a lot of the fight out of her. Katie sees Brooke’s stunned disbelief and plans to capitalize on this and do further psychological damage to her bigger foe. As Brooke is dragged upright to her feet, Katie thrusts one arm through Brooke’s legs and the other around her neck and picks the big woman up off the mat, holding her belly-to-belly parallel to the mat.

Katie grunts with exertion as she hefts the six-footer up chest high, then slams her down over her outstretched knee with a Side-breaker! Brooke cries out from the pain and from a growing sense of helpless humiliation. Katie, without releasing Brooke – stays on one knee with the other outstretched – as she once more heaves Brooke’s big body up off her knee, then hits another Side-breaker as she slams her long body down hard over her knee! When Katie shoves her off her knee, Brooke crumples in a heap on the mat and begins crying like a baby.

Katie places her hands underneath Brooke’s armpits and hoists her once more to her feet. Pretending to be angry, Katie shakes her and yells “Snap out of it! I expect more fight than this out of you. Fight back, you big wimp!”

And removing her supporting hands she slaps Brooke hard across the face, sending the poor sobbing woman stumbling back down onto hands and knees. The lithe young brunette leaps onto Brooke’s back, her legs straddling the big woman’s waist like they were playing “horsy.” Katie reaches down and yanks Brooke’s arms away from the mat sending her crashing down. But she keeps her legs wrapped around the older woman’s waist so that with both of them lying on the mat, Katie begins to squeeze her strong legs together, scissoring Brooke’s waist tighter and tighter in a crushing Scissors.

“Oh…please…stop….it…it hurts.” Brooke cries.

Katie angrily grabs Brooke’s hair and pulls it hard, staring fiercely into the big woman’s eyes “Stop your whining! Take your punishment like the big, strong woman you supposedly are, not like some sissy.” The young actress smiles as she tightens her long curvaceous legs more tightly around Brooke’s waist. Brooke’s hands paw at the legs of her tormentress but can’t budge them. At length, Katie unwraps her legs from around Brooke’s aching stomach, and stands up. With hands on hips she shouts down to Brooke. “Get up! Get up and fight!” Brooke just moans face down on the mat. Katie reaches down, “I said…” and wraps her arms around Brooke’s middle “…get up!!” Katie hoists Brooke up off the mat and tightens the hold into a reverse bear hug. “Don’t you understand ‘get up?!” Katie asks.

Katie lifts Brooke completely up off of the canvas with the reverse bear hug and then drives downward, crashing Brooke’s tailbone down onto the point of Kate’s knee with an atomic drop. Then Katie throws her down to the mat! Brooke arches her back in agony. She can’t believe she’s being handled so roughly by this younger, smaller woman. Brooke had thought she was stronger, but now she’s not so sure. She’s getting beaten badly and has to get back into this somehow. The big woman slowly gets to her feet.

But Katie isn’t letting up an instant, not by a long shot! She reaches out and thrusts one arm through Brooke’s legs and hooks her head with the other and hoists the big lady off the mat for what looks to be a body slam. But no; instead Katie makes her way toward a ring-corner, holding Brooke upside down in front of her, and then Katie lifts higher and thrusts Brooke into the corner upside down such that Brooke’s legs are hung over the top rope and her head is down on the mat looking outward – the so-called “Tree of Woe”.

Katie smiles in cruel satisfaction as she takes a moment to consider how to proceed with the destruction of this outspoken actress who has been so bothersome to her and her man. She begins by slamming three quick kicks into Brooke’s stomach, each kick producing a “thud” sound and eliciting a moan from Brooke. Then Katie steps forward and stands on Brooke’s upper arms which are draped on the mat, crushing underfoot the well-toned biceps of the big beauty. Then she reaches out with her left hand and uses it to make sure Brooke’s ankles and legs continue to remain hooked over the top rope of the turnbuckle. Then with her right hand Katie grabs the crotch material of Brooke’s black leotard and tears it open…Riiiiiiiiipp… exposing Brooke’s womanhood.

Eyes glistening with malice, Katie clenches her right hand in a fist and brutally smashes Brooke’s vulva. The older woman shrieks out a wail of agonized pain as Katie proceeds to drive punch after punch into her pussy as the audience watches in shocked amazement. Finally, Katie stops punching and grabs a handful of pubic hair and pulls, stretching and distending the sensitive labia until….accompanied by a gut-wrenching scream of pain… she rips it out of the skin. Brooke screams, then begin sobbing in utter humiliation.

Katie looks down and rolls her feet along Brooke’s biceps - which she has continued to stand on - then jumps up and comes crashing down with her full weight on the upper arms of her Amazon opponent. Katie steps back out of the corner, getting off Brooke’s arms before grabbing the big woman’s wrists and dragging her out to the center of the mat. Brooke’s body is a mass of pain. And she is alarmed to discover that as a result of Katie’s full weight standing on her biceps throughout the “Tree of Woe” nightmare, her arms are unresponsive and simply flop at her side uselessly. She knows she’s in big trouble but perhaps she can use her powerful legs to continue the fight, although her will to keep fighting is rapidly waning - and part of her is beginning to hope she’ll be knocked out to end this.

Cruel Katie Holmes reaches down and grabs Brooke’s ears in both hands and uses the painful hold to force Brooke to stand up. Once she has the tall woman upright, her shoulders hunched and her arms limp by her sides, Katie slides her arms under Brooke’s arms around her waist and clamps on a belly-to-belly, breast-to-breast Bearhug!

Then Katie slowly begins to squeeze and Brooke throws her head back with her eyes closed fighting back the intense pain in her abdomen and back. Brooke’s body is too tall for Katie to lift her up completely off the mat, but Brooke’s legs are dangling limp below her torso and it’s likely only Katie’s crushing Bearhug is keeping Brooke upright.

Katie gives one last, long squeeze that causes Brooke’s head to loll back and drool to drip out the side of her mouth. And then, rather than continuing the savage embrace and rendering her unconscious, Katie simply tosses Brooke aside, flinging her to the mat like throwing away a sack of garbage! Katie swaggers over to where Brooke lies and, sitting behind her, wraps her right arm under and around Brooke’s neck and brings her left forearm up and over putting Brooke in a Sleeper Hold.

As she clamps down with the hold, Brooke’s eyes widen and her face starts to turn red as Katie whispers, “I bet you’d like me to knock you out now, wouldn’t you?” She pulses the Sleeper Hold a little harder, then kisses Brooke’s ear and flicks it with her tongue, “Well, I’m not letting you off that easy.”

The dominating young brunette rises to her feet while maintaining the Sleeper as she raises Brooke off of the mat with it. Once Brooke is upright, Katie releases her and bends forward, planting her right shoulder into the small of Brooke’s back. Katie grabs both of Brooke’s hips and, letting out a loud grunt, stands up, lifting Brooke so that when Katie comes fully erect, the older woman’s body is bent back over Katie’s shoulder, staring up at the ceiling with her legs draped down Katie’s chest with her head dangling behind her.

Katie’s fans, who have been relishing her brutal dominance of Brooke, know what’s coming next. It looks to be Katie’s trademark finishing move and, sure enough, after holding Brooke in the agonizing Backbreaker position for a few more moments, Katie jumps into the air and falls to her knees, horribly wrenching Brooke’s spine…”The Holmes Wrecker!”

Brooke promptly passes out from the intense pain caused by this frightening move. Katie lets her unconscious body fall to the mat, then an exhilarated Katie climbs to her feet and places one foot on Brooke’s broken body and raises her arms triumphantly into the air as the officials ring the bell officially finishing a match that had for all practical purposes been over many minutes earlier. Surprisingly, Katie has dominated her larger, seemingly stronger opponent with relative ease.

After taking a victory prance around the ring, Katie notices Brooke beginning to stir back into consciousness. Katie slowly removes her bikini bottom and tosses it to Tom in the audience. He happily snaps it out of the air and enthusiastically puts it to his mouth and nose to breath in the musky scent of his victorious woman.

Katie walks over to Brooke and sits down on the beaten woman’s face, facing Brooke’s feet. She begins to slowly rotate over Brooke’s semiconscious facial features, rubbing her ass and pudenda over Brooke’s nose and mouth. This goes on for what seems like forever, maybe five minutes or so, with Katie closing her eyes with ecstasy. She reaches down and grabs each of Brooke’s long, lovely legs and pulls them all the way back, Matchbooking the big woman before hooking Brooke’s heels under her armpits, forcing Brooke’s butt into the air.

Katie places three fingers of her right hand inside of Brooke’s vaginal cavity, and three fingers of her left hand into the Amazon’s anus, then begins to finger both simultaneously while rocking more forcefully atop Brooke’s face! In moments, Katie erupts in a stupendous orgasmic climax followed almost immediately by Brooke’s own big body (to the older woman’s everlasting humiliation) orgasming in response to Katie’s digital manipulation of her.

Brooke’s orgasm is so big that her lurching body nearly bucks Katie off of her. Katie’s orgasm has deposited cum juices all over Brooke, whose face can be seen to be soaking wet as Katie slowly rises to her feet once her pleasurable trembling had finally subsided by the time Katie knelt next to Brooke and took her gently by the chin to pull her head toward her, forcing Brooke to look right into Katie’s eyes.

“Now, Brookie,” Katie says. “Over the next few weeks you’re going to experience something called ‘post-beating depression.’ You know, that sad feeling after someone like me has beaten the crap out of you. The best treatment for this is vitamins and other natural herbal remedies. I don’t want to get any reports of your taking prescription drugs like Paxil, understand? That’ll make me angry and then I’ll have to punish you!”

When the beaten and battered Brooke slowly looks at her conqueress, her lower lip quivering fearfully, Katie can’t stop grinning. “We’re going to make you a Scientologist yet, pretty baby; you better get used to it!”

Continue to Grudge Match #6