"Welcome to the championship of the First Annual Playmate Blonde vs. Brunette Tournament. Tonight we crown our champion." He gestured at the fight arena and said, I'm sure you all recall from last week that the final round fights take place in our popular rose bush venue. For those of you unfamiliar with it, there are several areas to allow for varied fighting options. The inner part is sand surrounded by a grass-mud area. Outside of those are a square ring made up of rose and other thorny bushes with the roses at the sides and large thorn bushes and cacti filling in the corners. We intended this fight would take place immediately after Rebecca's fight with Victoria but our two light-haireds tore up the arena as much as each other and we had to replant and fix a number of the roses to return the area to condition for Stacy and Brooke."

Pointing to his left Hef announced, "Now, I'm proud to present the championship fight which is between two brunettes! Without any further delay, here are the lovely ladies participating in this hardcore fight. On my left, our Playmate of the Year from 1995. She is 21 years old, weighs 130 pounds and stands 5"10". This luscious brunette's figure measures in at an eye-catching and curvaceous 34C-24-36. Give it up for Stacy Sanches!"

The door swung open and Stacy walked out sensuously, smiling and wiggling her ass and as she waved as the mostly male audience they whistled, hollered and cheered her on. Stacy swiveled her hips and shook her butt as she made her way across the grass. The lovely brunette bent over in any extremely provocative manner, showing off her gorgeous ass as she carefully stepped over the roses and entered the inner part of the arena. She tugged at her white short shorts which had rode up her butt and adjusted her white crop top as she moved into position at the edge of the sandy section of the arena. The gorgeous Playmate showed a peek of bare leg between the tops of her sexy tanned thigh-high stockings and the bottom of her short shorts. White high heels completed the luscious brunette's fight ensemble.

Once Stacy had settled down, Hef pointed to his right and continued, "Stacy's opponent is also from the brunette team. Let's hear it for our Playmate of the Month December 1999; she's 23, weighs 119 pounds and stands 5'7" her measurements are a totally stunning 34DD-24-35. Let's give a huge Playboy pop for Brooke Richards!"

The door opened and Brooke walked out even more seductively than Stacy. She smiled and waved at the predominantly male audience as they cheered, whistled and hollered. Brooke walked across the arena very flirtatiously, showing off her gorgeous ass and legs as she rose on her tip-toes and straddled the rose bushes. She wore a tight maroon crop top and matching red short shorts that rode up her bubble ass as she straddled the bushes. A hint of creamy thigh showed between the bottom of her shorts and the top of her skin-tone, thigh-high stockings the well-endowed brunette wore for the fight. Brooke's outfight was completed with a pair of deep red high heels. She settled into her starting position across the sand from Stacy and waited.

With Stacy and Brooke ready and waiting to start, Hef went to his usual balcony seat, stood at his chair and said, "You ladies know the rules. No holds are barred and there are no disqualification. These last fights of the tournament are catfights like the previous battles, except both sexfight and hardcore tactics are allowed. There are a few objects in the arena and you can use any of them. You fight until one of you wins three out of five. One win must be by submission, another by knock out and the third win must be by a forced orgasm. The order in which you get the wins doesn't matter, but all three types of victory are needed for an overall win. You'll have a five-minute break after each round. OK, ladies! FIGHT!" Hef said as he took his seat and leaned forward intently as the ladies began to fight.

The two gorgeous Playmates immediately charged toward each other and Stacy went for a high kick while Rebecca kicked low. Both beauties ducked and rolled as they kicked, with neither's kick hitting anything but empty air. Brooke rolled over in the sand as Stacy spun and dodged. Stacy saw an opening as Brooke rolled away from her and the Hispanic beauty ran at her rival. As Stacy rushed toward her, Brooke braced herself and kicked out hard. Her heels drove into Stacy's midriff and the gorgeous Latina dropped on the sand like a sack. Her momentum stopped abruptly as all the air was forced out of her lungs.

Stacy rolled away sucking air as she rubbed her sore, aching belly. But Brooke didn't let Stacy get very far! The extremely busty Playmate grabbed a fistful of Stacy's hair and yanked her to her feet forcefully. As Brooke yanked her up, Stacy scooped up a handful of sand and flung it in Brooke's face! She yelped, blinded by the sand, and released Stacy's hair to rub her eyes and restore her sight. Blinded temporarily and unable to defend herself, Brooke was vulnerable and Stacy took full advantage as she aimed carefully and plowed her fist into Brooke's jaw!

Brooke's head snapped to the side and she toppled over onto the sand. As she went down, Stacy kept after her and continued attacking. The Latina beauty grabbed a handful of Brooke's long, light brown hair and pulled her head between her legs in a standing headscissors. With her head trapped between her strong thighs, Stacy squeezed hard. With Brooke held immobile in her head scissors, Stacy reached down and ripped both Brooke's crop top and then her triangle bikini top off.

Brooke's bare boobs bounced as Stacy twisted her arm back with a hard wrenching turn. Keeping a firm hold of Brooke's arm, Stacy tied part of her bikini top around the wrist. Then Stacy grabbed Brooke's other arm and wrenched it back just as viciously. But as she was trying to tie her other wrist, Stacy yelped in surprise as her legs suddenly were pulled out from under her and she dropped on her ass with a teeth-jarring impact.

Brooke glared smugly at her shocked foe as she sprang to her feet, maintaining her grip on Stacy's legs. Not giving her Hispanic rival a chance to react, Brooke wickedly slammed her stiletto heel down on Stacy's pussy. Stacy screamed in pain as the heel slammed hard into her tender mound and, as she writhed in pain, Brooke lifted her leg and drove her heel down a second time. Stacy shrieked, as the waves of pain overwhelmed her.

The busty light brunette beauty grabbed Stacy by her dark brunette hair and viciously yanked her to her feet; showing no compassion or consideration for the pain she was feeling. Brooke planted one foot to anchor herself, then pivoted and whipped Stacy toward a large corner thorn bush. Stacy cried out in pain as she landed deep in the bush; her crop top ripped from her buxom body as the thorns shredded the delicate material. The tiny bikini top Stacy wore beneath the crop top didn't survive either as the thorns pulled and tore the minuscule triangle top. Fortunately for Stacy though, her body didn't incur much damage from the sharp thorns.

Brooke rushed at her trapped opponent, but as she ran at her Stacy caught a glimpse of Brooke charging in and knew that if her adversary splashed her deeper into the thorns, the damage to her lush body would be considerable. Stacy also realized that trying to pull free of the thorns would cause her damage as well but it was a very easy choice. The lovely Latina Playmate winced in pain as she pulled herself free of the thorns, ignoring the scratches, cuts and nicks the thorns cause as she ducked and rolled aside.

She freed herself with inches to spare as Brooke went charging past and cried out as she entangled herself in the roses; her gorgeous, ripe melons and lovely face cut, scratched and bruised as she went flying into the bushes.

Stacy snickered unsympathetically as she got to her feet and took in the sight of her rival trapped and unable to defend herself. As she moved to Brooke, Stacy gave her own body a quick check and, as she suspected, her boobs and face had taken the brunt of the damage. Although she wasn't too badly battered otherwise, Stacy's pussy still ached too much for her to walk normally, or very quickly, so she moved in slowly and cautiously. Once she was in range, Stacy secured Brooke's thrashing legs and, though it hurt to move fast, she pulled back and dragged Brooke out as hard as she could.

Brooke screamed as her scratched and bleeding body was violently dragged from the thorn bush. As she tumbled out of the thorns, Brooke fell in a heap on the muddy ground. As Brooke rolled over, however, she spotted a strap-on dildo that had been hidden beneath the thorn bush; a fact she filed away in her memory, figuring she'd use that latter in the fight to her advantage.

With Brooke laying motionless and checking out the damage to her body, Stacy resumed her attack. Though she had numerous scratches and bruises on her body and face, Brooke wasn't damaged too badly - yet. Stacy grabbed the light brunette beauty's legs and wrenched her into a Boston Crab. But before Stacy could fully secure her hold, Brooke locked her fingers in Stacy's hair and yanked. Stacy yelped in surprise as she lost both her hold on Brooke and her balance as she tumbled over.

Still in pain from the scratches and bruises from the thorns, Brooke stayed on the attack. She rolled and twisted toward Stacy and although she saw it coming, Brooke was still able to twist and hammer her elbow straight into Stacy's bruised crotch. Stacy moaned in pain from the shot between her legs!

Brooke scrambled up Stacy's body and dug her nails into Stacy's scratched and cut melons. Stacy howled as Brooke's fingers squeezed and dug into the scratches and tender bruises, inflicting even more pain to her already battered boobs. The dark-haired Stacy shook off the pain though and sank her own nails into Brooke's bulbous breasts and now it was Brooke's turn to scream as Stacy's sharp nails dug into the bloody scratches left by the thorns.

Brooke screamed again when Stacy raked her nails down her battered globes, leaving bloody scratches and red welts in their wake. Brooke knew she was on the losing end of this tit mauling battle, so she changed her tactics. The light-brunette released Stacy's tits and pulled back her fists, slamming them into Stacy's boobs over and over as Stacy groaned at the flurry of hard punches. Each blow flattened her already damaged melons, mashing them into her breastbone.

Stacy retaliated against the punches by digging her nails in harder as she mauled Brooke's tits and nipples. The light-brunette beauty's melons were clearly being bruised, battered and were swelling from the abuse, but she stubbornly refused to give in to the pain and punched even harder. Stacy's gasps and grunts grew louder and more pained as Brooke continued to beat her boobs and face with hard blows until Stacy weakened under the onslaught of punches and had to release her grip on Brooke's globes and moved her hands to block the blows instead.

When Brooke saw Stacy's tactic, she grabbed one of Stacy's arms and tried to wrench it back behind Stacy's head. As she tried to muscle Stacy's arm back, Stacy pitched and bucked, catching Brooke off balance and the light-brunette toppled forward, landing face and tits down in the muddy grass!

The dair-haired beauty pulled free of Brooke's grasp and rolled off to the side. The two beauties separated and rested for a few moments on one knee as they each checked their bruises, scratches and other wounds. The respite from the action didn't last long however, as Stacy stood and took a defensive stance ready to fight. Brooke readied herself and the two gorgeous Playmates started to circle. Seeing an opening, Stacy rushed at Brooke who sidestepped and spun as Stacy came near. The spin kick was perfect and the light-haired brunette's powerful calf slammed into her darker rival's aching, ravaged tits.

Stacy gasped and groaned as the kick flattened her mounds, staggering backward a couple of steps as she struggled to stay upright. Brooke moved in and swung her leg again, this time lower. Stacy had just regained her balance when Brooke's leg sweep took her feet out from under her. With a loud yelp, her back hit the muddy ground with a loud SPLAT!

Brooke sprang at Stacy before the dark-haired beauty could move and landed on her with a THUMP! Brooke landed across her rival's midriff and Stacy gasped as Brooke's full weight came down on top of her driving the air from her. With Stacy dazed, Brooke whipped her arms around Stacy who was snapped backward and found herself struggling to catch her breath as Brooke's fingers clamped tight on her neck. The gorgeous dark-haired Playmate struggled to pry Brooke's fingers away but was helpless with her arms trapped under Brooke's legs.

Stacy flailed her long legs and bucked her hips as she strained to find a way out of her desperate situation but Brooke had no intention of allowing her to get free. She matched every buck and bridge and pounded her ass down on Stacy's body, slamming her back down to the grass. Brooke increased the pressure on Stacy's neck and, after a half dozen attempts to get free failed, Stacy's struggling slowed and the intensity of her thrashing weakened. Brooke's fingers were white from the pressure she was applying to Stacy's neck.

Even though Stacy appeared to be almost out, Brooke wasn't taking chances. The light-brunette shifted her body and secured Stacy in a grapevine before she released her choke and grabbed both of Stacy's arms. She pulled her arms out as far as they would go while her powerful legs took control of Stacy's legs and spread them wide in an extremely uncomfortable and painful position.

The pressure and sharp pain the grapevine cause in her groin snapped Stacy back to consciousness and she struggled feebly against Brooke's hold. But Stacy realized if she expended too much energy early in the fight, she wouldn't have anything left at the end so Stacy decided to play dead, to watch and wait for an opening to counterattack. Brooke could feel Stacy's body go limp, her legs no longer resisting but she also wasn't hearing any sobs of surrender or pleas to quit. Brooke figured that Stacy was up to something!

Brooke cautiously untangled her legs from Stacy's and shifted to the side, keeping a firm a grip on Stacy as she could. She took hold of Stacy's hair and yanked her into a scissors but at the same instant, Stacy kicked out with her high heel and kicked Brooke in the gut. With a shove of her high heel, Stacy knocked Brooke back and as she fell away, Stacy moved the other direction and the two beauties rolled apart. Stacy gulped down a mouthful of much needed air as she stopped to rest a moment but Brooke didn't give her any respite and went right back on the attack.

Stacy groaned as she was hauled to her feet by a rough tug of her long hair. Brook locked up with Stacy as she scooped her up high and then, with a sadistic grin, slammed her brunette rival face and tits first, into the rose bushes. Stacy screamed her lovely face and lush boobs were ravaged by the thorns; the front side of her tiny short shorts and thigh highs also taking severe damage as well.

Showing no compassion for her opponent, Brooke dragged Stacy out of the roses by the hair and then, with a fast, hard snap mare, flipped her over. Stacy came down again, landing hard with her ass and shorts in the thorny bushes. She squealed in pain as the thorns ripped into her thin short shorts and cut through her tiny panties to scratch and score her perfect bubble butt.

Brooke continued to attack, wrapped her long slender arm under Stacy's chin as she dug her forearm into her throat. Stacy gagged as the choke took effect, trying to pull and claw at Brooke's arm. But the light-haired brunette lovely refused to release the hold even a little. After Stacy's attempts to escape lessened, Brooke pulled her back hard and dragged her out of the roses.

They both went down but Brooke's long, luscious legs snaked around in position for a body scissors. She sat beside Stacy with her legs locked in position around her midriff - crushing her waist. Brooke added to the pressure with her hand gripping Stacy's throat in a vice-like grip.

The combination of the choke and scissors left Stacy gasping and all but out. The dark-haired Playmate sobbed occasionally, but she still refused to submit so Brooke released the scissors and moved into a position straddling Stacy. With a rough tug on her hair, Brooke pulled Stacy's face between her voluptuous, heaving melons which were still very sore and battered from the fight, but she held Stacy's face between them as she laid down on top of her.

The tips of Brooke's nipples nearly touched the muddy grass on either side of Stacy's head as her huge mounds engulfed her face. Stacy didn't resist and it wasn't long before Stacy was completely out. Once she felt certain Stacy was really out cold, Brooke pulled herself off her rival, stood up with one high heel placed triumphantly on Stacy's chest and raised her arms in the air.

Brooke coaxed the crowd into participating in the count-out as she started to count and but it didn't take much encouragement for the whole audience to join in, "1... 2... 3... 4... 5..." After the five-count, there was still no sign of movement from Stacy and Brooke continued, "6... 7... 8..." She finished with, "9... 10!!!" Then snarled at Stacy, "YOU'RE OUT BITCH!!!"

Brooke strutted around the rose-garden ring a little as her fans hollered and whistled for the victorious brunette.

Hef stood up and spoke into the microphone, "Ladies, you have a five minute rest now to rest or tend to your wounds. I'm sure you fans and admirers are wondering about our current situation with Stacy out cold and the next round approaching. Our rules are clear; if Stacy doesn't come to by the time the bell rings, the next round starts anyway which obviously gives Brooke a big advantage, but those are the rules!"

Everyone in the audience watched in anticipation of what would happen. Brooke sat down and relaxed during the rest period and tried to clean up some of the deeper scratches a little. The minor ones she ignored, knowing she'd have plenty more before the fight ended. With only two minutes left in the rest period, Stacy began to stir. There was barely a minute left when the sultry dark-haired brunette sat up and got groggily to her feet. She staggered to a chair and collapsed into it with barely thirty seconds of rest time left.

Hef stood up, took the microphone and announced, "The five-minute rest period is over, ladies! FIGHT!"

Then he took his seat to watch as the ladies resumed the battle. Brooke sprang to her feet, ready to continue, then paused and waited for Stacy to get up. But Stacy wasn't moving, so Brooke moved in slowly, sensing a possible trap. Sure enough, when Brooke got close, Stacy suddenly sprang out of her chair and tackled her down in the muddy grass. Stacy's knee came down hard in Brooke's midriff, knocking the air out of the light-haired brunette!

Taking advantage of the situation, Stacy grabbed a fistful of Brooke's long brown hair, roughly yanked her up to her feet and whipped her toward the corner where there was another of the large thorn bushes. Brooke threw herself on the grass, skidding to a stop and so avoided another impact with the large bush. Stacy rushed in at Brooke and launched herself for a big leg drop across her huge tits. But Brooke rolled out of the way and Stacy landed hard on her sore, scratched ass. Brooke grabbed Stacy's short shorts to pull her body around, but the shorts were now so torn up by the thorns that they came apart in her hands, leaving Stacy in only white panties, thigh highs and white heels.

Brooke reached in again and grabbed Stacy's panties and Stacy retaliated. The dark-haired Stacy lashed out with her high heel, mule kicking the lighter-haired Brooke in the jaw. Brooke saw stars as she fell on her side, glassy-eyed. Stacy rushed over and grabbed Brooke's arms, yanking them back hard as she dug her high-heeled foot into the light brunette's lower back. Stacy yanked both arms viciously as she poured on the pressure, putting Brooke's lower back in tremendous pain.

As Stacy tried to move around to add even more pressure, Brooke slid on the wet ground and shifted position. Stacy's foot slipped off her back as she maneuvered and had to release her hold on Brooke's arms and back off to avoid a possible counterattack. But Stacy didn't back off fast enough or far enough to avoid Brooke's lunge, which caught her solidly in the belly. The light-haired Brooke football tackled her and brought her down hard on the muddy grass.

Brooke quickly got to her feet and hair-hauled Stacy up. Keeping a firm hold on her long hair, Brooke positioned Stacy's head as she shot her knee up into her nose. Stacy groaned in pain and dropped flat on her back with a steady flow of blood streaming from her busted nose. Brooke continued her attack as she pulled Stacy to her feet by the hair again, drew back her fist and fired it at Stacy's head. Stacy got her arm up just in time to deflect the punch and fired a counter punch at Brooke.

Luck was with Stacy and her punch landed in almost exactly the same spot as her previous kick - right on Brooke's jaw. She moaned in pain and staggered back holding her aching jaw. Stacy saw her chance and took it. She checked her nose as she backed up, then ran forward and charged into Brooke. She got to high speed, then jumped and lashed out with her high-heeled feet. The drop kick hit perfectly in Brooke's sore melons and she stumbled backward from the impact, with two additional large bruises on her aching boobs. Brooke's arms windmilled as she tried to maintain her balance as she stumbled, but she lost her footing and flopped down. Luck was not on her side as she landed on her ass and back right in the rose bushes.

Stacy hurried over to Brooke to take advantage of her predicament. Brooke spotted Stacy and knew she had no intention of helping her out of the roses, at least not in any helpful way. Brooke ignored the fact that she was going to scratch her back and ass up even more and rolled out of the roses, getting free just before Stacy arrived to stomp her with her high heels. Brooke managed to roll away, just as Stacy's heel dug into the soft ground, then Brooke grabbed Stacy's leg and gave a hard twist. The dark-haired Playmate yelped as Brooke twisted her ankle. She tried but couldn't keep her balance and went down on the grass.

Brooke rolled to the side to put more distance between herself and Stacy and both beauties again paused to catch their breath before they got to their feet and faced off again. The two gorgeous Playmates closed cautiously as they circled each other until Brooke saw an opening and leaped at Stacy. Stacy pivoted and swung out her leg and Brooke gasped in pain as her strong thigh smacked into her ribs and tit. As Stacy's leg came back from the kick, she immediately followed up with a hard punch solidly into Brooke's stomach.

The light brunette wheezed as the air was forced from her lungs and as Brooke doubled over clutching her stomach, Stacy delivered a double ax-handle across her back. Brooke dropped to the grass on her knees and Stacy grabbed her by her long hair and yanked her head into a standing head scissors. With Brooke's head trapped between Stacy's strong thigh's, Stacy poured on the pressure and Brooke soon weakened.

Stacy bent over and ripped off the tattered and torn remnants of Brooke's shorts, then did the same with her tiny panties. Stacy smiled nastily as her adversary was naked except for stockings and heels. After stripping Brooke, Stacy lifted Brooke's legs into the air, then dropped to her knees. Brooke's head slammed into the ground and she moaned, clearly dazed and nearly out cold. Her body tipped over and fell limp to the grass.

Stacy took her time as she moved in, slowly and sexily lowering her derriere onto Brooke's red face. She grabbed a fistful of Brooke's light brown hair and yanked Brooke's face up into her asscrack. She wiggled and gyrated her butt as she ground her ass against Brooke's face, suffocating her. Brooke was nearly out from the piledriver and it didn't take a very long facesit before Brooke was out cold. Still, Stacy kept up the facesit much longer than necessary, not breaking the seal until Hef cleared his throat ominously. Satisfied Brooke was truly out, Stacy stood up and raised her arms in victory. Just as Brooke had done earlier, Stacy got the audience involved, and had them count with her, as she counted Brooke out.

Stacy started the count with the audience in sequence, "1... 2... 3... " Brooke was silent and not moving, as the count continued, "4... 5... 6.... "

Stacy continued, "7... 8... 9..." The dark-haired beauty finished the count, "10!!!" Then hissed at her adversary, "Now you’re out, YOU DAMN SKANKY WHORE!!!" as she strutted around the rose-garden while her many fans cheered and screamed.

Hef again stood and spoke into his microphone, "There will now be a five minute break for the ladies to rest or tend to their wounds. Remember, just like when Stacy was out, our fight rules are clear. If Brooke doesn't come around by the time the bell rings, the next round starts and she'll be at severe disadvantage."

Stacy took her seat and rested as the five-minute timer started. She checked some of the some of the deeper scratches and bruises, but she knew that there was little that she could do about any of her wounds until the fight was over. Stacy just concerned on resting and rebuilding as much energy as she could during the brief break period. At Hef's announcement there was a minute left in the break, Brooke had just started to stir.

As Hef said, "The five-minute rest period is over, ladies! FIGHT!" and took his seat, Brooke had just twisted herself around as was on her knees to try and get to her feet. Stacy moved in fast and kicked Brooke hard in the gut. Brooke grunted as the impact flipped her over; she rolled a few times gasping for air as Stacy moved in on the attack. Stacy quickly stomped down hard with her high heel into Brooke's open pussy. Brooke shrieked in pain and Stacy liked the sound so much she repeated the stomp and Brooke nearly broke down in tears. Brooke rolled onto her side clutching her battered crotch with both hands between her tightly clenched thighs.

As Brooke rolled over, Stacy stepped around her and, with a sadistic smile, kicked Brooke in the pussy yet again. Brooke screamed for a moment from the pain, but then passed out. As she stood over Brooke, Stacy caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye one of the objects that Hef had mentioned they could use during the fight. It was a rubber hand held dildo and Stacy picked it up, then went back over to Brooke who was still out cold.

Stacy kicked Brooke onto her back and laid across her in a cross body pin, holding Brooke down securely as she forced her hand between her legs. She twisted the tip of her index finger into the unconscious brunette, then started to rub Brooke's clit, slowly at first, then harder and faster. As she massaged Brooke's clit, Stacy forced a second finger in and pumped them both in and out until the growing wetness told her the fingering was accomplishing her desired result.

With Brooke's pussy nicely lubricated, Stacy took the dildo and wedged the tip into the juicy opening, then started to pound it into Brooke's love tunnel. After several minutes of thrusting, Brooke's eyes started to flutter as she slowly came back toward consciousness. Stacy continued to rub Brooke's clit and massage her nipples as she slammed the dildo in and out. Stacy moved the dildo expertly, her skill honed by years of diligent practice on the other Playmates in the Playboy Mansion. Stacy guided and thrust it unerringly as Brook, now conscious, tried to squirm away on her back to prevent the orgasm rapidly building inside her.

But Stacy had her pinned perfectly and no matter how Brooke tried to contain the rising pleasure growing in her loins, she couldn't stop Stacy who continued to work her body perfectly. It was just a matter of seconds until Brooke couldn't control herself and screamed out in pleasure as her girl cum exploded down over the shaft of the dildo, soaking Stacy's fingers and spilling onto the ground between her spread legs.

As Brooke's body quivered and shook from the powerful orgasm, Stacy pulled out the dildo, shook it triumphantly in the air overhead, then threw it down on Brooke's tits. It bounced off the supple mountains of flesh and smacked her in the chin.

Stacy strutted around the rose garden arena victoriously, acting like the fight was already won as Hef again stood up and spoke into his microphone, "There'll be another five minute break for the ladies to rest or tend to their wounds. Stacy has the lead, 2 to 1 and now needs only a submission to win the championship while Brooke needs two victories, one by submission and one by forced orgasm to take the title."

Stacy sneered smugly as she strutted to her chair, "Just give up bitch so I don't have to hurt you to force you to surrender."

Brooke threw the dildo at Stacy as she got up and walked gingerly to her chair; staring daggers at Stacy as she said, "You got lucky, with that last win bitch 'cause I was still out cold. You're gonna get your ass kicked so fuckin' hard you're not just gonna surrender, you're gonna beg me to stop."

Hef said, "Ladies, sit down! This is a rest period. You'll get a chance to fight in about three minutes!"

Both beauties sat down reluctantly, ending their verbal hostilities. As they rested, they tended their scratches and bruises as best they could while they shot hateful glares at each other. They both tensed, ready to continue the action as the three minute break seemed like an eternity.

They both finally saw movement in Hef's seat location and both prepared to spring into action as he looked over the audience and said, "I hope you are all enjoying this main event fight." Looking at the two gorgeous battlers he said, "OK, ladies, the rest is over! FIGHT!"

Hef barely got settled in his seat before the luscious battlers were on each other, ready to tear each other apart. As they came within range, Stacy fired a spin-kick at Brooke's head but Brooke blocked it and caught Stacy's leg. Stacy tried to pull her trapped leg free and just as Stacy started to get it partially free, Brooke lashed out with her own kick to the dark-brunette's pussy. Stacy screamed in pain and when Brooke released her leg, Stacy dropped like a sack to the muddy ground and tried to protect her battered mound.

Seeing where Stacy had her hands, Brooke attacked the light brunette by grabbing Stacy's sore nipples and pulling up - hard! Stacy was forced to her feet, as Brooke yanked viciously at her nipples. Brooke set herself but then Stacy retaliated and pounded her with a flurry of punches to her battered boobs that forced Brooke to back off as Stacy's punches added more damage to her already bruised, swollen and scratched melons.

As Brooke backpedaled, Stacy kept after her, continuing to hammer her breasts with punches. Brooke suddenly stopped retreating and lunged forward. She swung at Stacy's head with a punch, but she dodged the punch and yanked Brooke's arm, twisting it into a hammerlock. When Stacy released the hammerlock it was only to whip her adversary into one of the corner thorn bushes. But Brooke anticipated it and reversed the whip so Stacy found herself sailing toward the thorns instead. The dark-haired lovely dropped and rolled just before she hit the bush, coming to rest a foot away from the protruding thorns.

Brooke moved in fast and dropped her calf across Stacy's neck with all her weight on Stacy's throat. Stacy gasped, unable to get her breath. She tried to push, pull and scratch the strong leg pressed against her windpipe. She had no success until she dug her nails into the inside of Brooke's thigh and raked down hard, leaving a trail of bloody welts from the brunette's crotch to her knee. Brooke howled in pain and rolled off of Stacy, raising onto one knee to check the damage to her leg.

As Brooke rolled away, Stacy rolled the other way to put distance between herself and her brunette adversary. Stacy gulped air and rubbed her sore neck but Brooke wasted no time getting back on the attack. Stacy wasn't ready when Brooke charged in and put a huge leg drop into her middle. All the air she'd just inhaled rushed out of Stacy's lungs and Brooke caught Stacy's neck with a strong head scissors. But before Brooke could get the hold locked, Stacy pulled her head free. Brooke jumped after Stacy to continue her attack, but was met by a hard kick to the ribs by her dark-haired opponent. Brooke fell back and her shoulders hit the roses. She realized she wasn't deep into the roses and could pull away with no problem while Stacy saw an opening and jumped at Brooke.

As Stacy charged in, Brooke was ready! Stacy realized too late she'd run right into Brooke's trap. Brooke grabbed Stacy's arms and kicked up with her feet, flipping the dark-haired brunette over her. Stacy landed heavily on her back, slamming down on the rose bushes. She cried out in pain as her back and ass were scratched again by the thorny bushes and it got worse when Brooke jumped up and high-heeled stomp her in the ribs.

Grabbing a fistful of dark hair, Brooke pulled Stacy out of the roses and hauled her to her feet. What was left of the dark-haired beauties' panties hung in tatters as Brooke roughly yanked her out of the roses, leaving both gorgeous battlers nearly naked with just high heels and the remnants of their scratched and torn thigh-highs the only clothing still on them. Immediately after she got Stacy on her feet, Brooke clamped on a reverse side headlock and Stacy retaliated, pounding the light-haired brunette with a series of belly punches. When Brooke's headlock weakened, Stacy pulled her head free and the two beauties faced off with their fists raised.

Stacy fired a hook at Brooke's jaw, but Brooke evaded the punch and countered with a two quick jabs that flattened Stacy's already sore melons into her ribs. Stacy moved her hands lower to protect her tits as she backpedaled. Brooke chased after her and snapped the dark-haired girls' head with a solid hook to the head. Stacy continued to retreat as Brooke kept after her until Stacy found herself trapped in the corner; unable to back up any further. Stacy tried to block and counter-punch, but Brooke hammered her with a continuous flurry of blows to the gut, the tits and her face, until finally a hard hook to the jaw put Stacy down.

The dark-haired lovely was glassy-eyed and dazed as she struggled to get up. As soon as Stacy got partially up, Brooke grabbed her hair and whacked her in the face with a nasty knee lift. Stacy's head snapped back and she flopped over on her back where she lay groaning as she checked her nose and found a steady flow of blood. She rolled over to try and put some distance between herself and Brooke to regroup but Brooke kept right on her.

As Stacy rolled onto her stomach, Brooke grabbed Stacy by the arms and yanked them back behind her as she planted her heel in Stacy's lower back. Stacy howled in pain, trapped in Brooke's surfboard hold as Brooke cranked up the pressure by pulling back viciously on her arms. Brooke released the surfboard hold but only to switch to a bow-and-arrow hold as she yanked hard on one of Stacy's arms and grabbed her by the ankle then pulled back on one of her legs, as she kept her high heel firmly planted in Stacy's back.

Brooke kept increasing the pressure continuously, then abruptly she released the hold. This time, Brooke switched to a camel clutch and Stacy groaned as the series of submission holds were rapidly breaking down her resistance. Brooke yanked back harder and further on Stacy's neck, nearly snapping her neck before finally suddenly releasing the hold and slamming her face down in the soft ground.

Brooke hissed, as she loomed over Stacy, "Are you ready to give, bitch?"

Stacy answered, "Go to hell!"

Brooke moved to continue her attack and Stacy tried to kick her but Brooke easily avoided the obvious move, then grabbed a fistful of dark hair and pulled Stacy to her feet. Brooke carefully set her up, then put Stacy down hard with a brutal swinging neckbreaker. As Stacy went down, Brooke again applied the camel clutch and sneered, "Now, let's try this again. Are you ready to give, whore?"

This time, Stacy sobbed, "Yes."

Brooke demanded, "Good girl. Now, what did we discuss just a little while ago? Beg me, bitch!"

Rolling her eyes at Hef, Stacy moaned, "Fuck you! I said I give. Now get the fuck off me!"

Brooke yelled, "I don't like your goddamned attitude. Say it nice!"

But Stacy refused to say anything more so Brooke cranked up the pressure a little. Still no more words from Stacy until Brooke released the hold and switched to a Boston Crab. This immediately made Stacy howl in pain, but she still refused to beg Brooke to stop. Brooke ratcheted up the pressure more and more on her rival's back until Stacy almost passed out from the pain, the Brooke released her.

But as soon as she dropped Stacy's legs, Brooke grabbed both of her ankles and spread them as wide as she could, then she waited until the realization of what she was about to do registered in Stacy's mind. Stacy looked wide-eyed at Brooke as she raised her high-heeled foot and paused, then stomped down on Stacy's crotch. Stacy screamed in pain and Brooke repeated the stomp to her rival's cunt.

Stacy lay sobbing until Brooke yanked her to her feet and clamped her in a bearhug. With a rush of adrenaline, Brooke lifted Stacy into the air, then Brooke planted her knee and drove Stacy's bruised pussy down onto her knee.

Stacy sobbed in pain as she slid slowly off Brooke's knee and fell to the muddy ground screaming, "I quit! No more!"

Brooke demanded, "Are you ready to beg yet?"

Stacy babbled, "No, no, no way! I'm not ....not begging you!"

Brooke shrugged, "Fine. But I'm gonna get my beg sooner or later, " as she knelt between Stacy's limp legs and dug her fingernails into the tender flesh with a nasty pussy claw hold.

After a minute, Stacy started to sob and scream as the claw started to inflict its' damage and after two minutes of writhing in pain from the pussy claw with hold Brooke's vice-like fingers dug deep into the soft flesh, Stacy's resistance broke and she sobbed, "Please! I'm begging! You win! No more! I've had enough. I surrender! I'm begging you! Please stop!"

Brooke released the hold with a flourish and raised her arms as she crowed, "See, bitch! That wasn't so hard now was it?!"

As Brooke stood in triumph with her arms raised, Stacy lay on the muddy grass, her body racked by uncontrollable sobs, her hands slowly rubbing her battered pussy as, once again, Hef stood and spoke into his mic, "There's a five minute break for the ladies to rest and/or tend to their wounds. This is your last chance ladies, so make it count. The fight's now even. Whoever wins the final fall wins the fight and is our Tournament Champion. Stacy needs a submission to win; Brooke needs a forced orgasm."

The two beauties glared daggers at each other as their final rest break began. Brooke strutted triumphantly over to her chair to sit and rest but it was well over two minutes into the rest period before Stacy finally pulled herself up to her feet and walked unsteadily to her chair. The dark-haired Playmate was still in so much pain from the pussy shots she'd taken that she walking slowly with her legs apart. They both rested and did what they could to their fight wounds, however, both made sure their rest came first as this round would decide it all.

Hef smiled at the audience and asked, "Well, Ladies and Gentlemen, this's definitely been quite the main event hasn't it?" When the mostly male audience hollered and cheered their approval of the fight action, Hef continued, "This is the final round. Both ladies have two wins, and this last round is for the fight and the championship. Cheer on your favorite as we start this last round of our tournament." He looked over to his two gorgeous Playmates and said, "Ladies, your rest is over! You've each fought a terrific fight so far! May the better woman win!!"

Both lovely ladies slowly pulled themselves to their feet and got ready to do battle, as Hef made the announcement to resume the fight. They wasted no time and closed the distance with their fists raised. Stacy was still walking tenderly, though her movement had improved markedly since the end of the last round. She shot a hook at Brooke's tits, but the light-haired brunette backed off and the punch sailed harmlessly in front of her.

Brooke stepped in and fired an uppercut to Stacy's ribs. She gasped but willed herself to ignore the pain as she swung around with a backfist that snapped Brooke's head to the side. She wobbled back, somewhat dazed and Stacy lashed out with her high-heeled foot and kicked Brooke in the knee. Brooke yelped and her knee buckled. She went down to the muddy ground and Stacy jumped and splashed down on top of her, driving the air out of her lungs. Stacy maneuvered her hips around to straddle Brooke's waist and, once in position, she clamped her hands around Brooke's neck and squeezed as hard as could. Brooke coughed, gasped, gagged and bucked as Stacy choked her until her fingers started to turn white from the pressure she was exerting on her rival's neck.

Brooke started to get light-headed from the lack of oxygen and knew she needed to act fast. Her hands were free, so she punched out hard, hammering blow after blow to Stacy's sore, ravaged tits. A number of the punches landed solidly and Stacy's grip weakened. Brooke continued to pound her tits even harder until, finally, Stacy released her choke hold to grab Brooke's hands, stopping the tit assault.

As Stacy powered Brooke’s hands back and down to the ground, she slid her butt forward. Brooke bucked and nearly toppled her but Stacy grabbed a fistful of Brooke's long, light brown hair to steady herself as she slid forward and ground her ass down on Brooke's face. While Stacy yanked on Brooke’s hair, she smothered her under her ass. Stacy gyrated around, grinding her ass on Brooke until Stacy sudden gave a yelp and her face took on a look of pain. She screamed and rolled off to the side, clutching her crotch, where Brooke’s teeth marks could be seen!

When Stacy rolled away, Brooke pulled herself up, moved quickly to her and grabbed her legs. She spread Stacy's legs open wide and held them apart and, before Stacy realized what was happening, Brooke jumped up and dropped. Her knee slammed into Stacy's badly battered pussy and Stacy cried out at Brooke’s concentrated attack on her crotch. Brooke scrambled to her feet and dropped her knee into Stacy's pussy a second time as Stacy burst out in tears from the waves of pain.

Stacy sobbed, "Enough! Please stop! I quit!"

Brooke shook her head and hissed cruelly, "Sorry, but you already surrendered sweetheart. I’ve gotta make you cum for me this time!"

Stacy cried even louder, "No! Please! I'm too sore! Don't do that!"

Brooke laughed, "Just take it like a woman and it'll be over in no time. But if you piss me off, I'll make you suffer a LOT, BITCH!"

Stacy continued to sob as the pain flooded over her and Brooke grabbed a fistful of her long dark hair and dragged her up to her feet. With her on her feet, Brooke used her armbar to whip Stacy towards one of the large thorn bushes. But as Brooke started the whip, Stacy reversed it and sent Brooke sailing into the large thorn bush. Brooke moaned as she landed in the large bush.

Stacy hissed, "Now you're mine, you fuckin' bitch!"

She charged full speed toward Brooke, ready to slam her body deep into the bush and force her surrender but as Stacy ran, Brooke rolled to the side, ignoring the sharp pain the thorns caused her. Brooke gave a sadistic smirk as she rolled for it became clear she hadn't hit the bush at all, but was simply acting to draw Stacy in. And Stacy fell for it! She couldn't stop herself in time and slammed full speed into the large thorn bush. Stacy let out a pained scream as her body was shredded by the thorns.

Brooke moved in and kicked Stacy in the ass, knocking her deeper into the thorns and making it very difficult, if not impossible, for her to pull free without damaging her lush body even worse than it was already. Stacy sobbed as she realized she was trapped in a thorny prison from which she couldn’t escape without causing herself added pain and damage. Still, she tried to pull free for, even though it would cause more wounds, it was a far better alternative than being at Brooke's mercy and trapped in the thorn bush.

While Stacy struggled to get out of the thorn bush, Brooke went over to where she’d seen the strap-on dildo earlier. She got it, strapped it around her hips and returned to Stacy who had partially pulled free by the time she returned. But Brooke gave the dark-haired girl a hard kick to the pussy which threw her back into the roses again. She moved behind Stacy and grabbed the darker haired beauty by the hips, bent her knees and took her doggie style.

Brooke didn't even try to make it easy on Stacy, in fact she enjoyed making it as difficult as possible. She just slammed the fake cock into her rival's battered mound with one quick upward thrust, not giving her a chance to get ready for it or to lubricate her pussy to help it slide in more easily. Brooke pulled her hips back and then jammed it back in. After a couple moments Brooke was thrusting powerfully, driving the dildo deep into Stacy's pussy and enjoying the knowledge that with each piston-stroke, Stacy’s precious boobs were being shredded a little more by the cruel thorns.

Looking down beneath Stacy’s jiggling ass, Brooke could see moisture on the dildo and she knew Stacy was getting close to her climax. She reached down and pinched Stacy's clit as she continued to pound the dildo home and, after a couple more thrusts and pinches, Stacy’s body shuddered and convulsed, then with a wild scream of pain and pleasure, she exploded in a strong orgasm!

As Stacy slumped forward, panting; her body glistening with sweat as the last tremors of her powerful orgasm rippled through her vanquished body, Brooke slowly withdrew the dildo, unstrapped it and tossed it to the ground. She raised her arms in victory as Stacy slowly came down off her pleasure/pain high and started to cry as the realization that she’d lost the fight - and the championship.

Hef stood up and said, "Let's all give Brooke a big round of applause and congratulate her on her hard-fought and amazing victory!"

The crowd roared with applause, whistles and cheers for the victorious brunette as Brooke tip-toed through the thorns where she signed autographs and posed for pictures as the crowds continued to roar for her.

Hef continued, "Ladies and Gentlemen, let's give Brooke a chance to clean up, have the medical staff tend her wounds and get some clothes on, then we’ll have her victory party in the main ballroom. Say about half an hour. You’re all welcome to stay and join her in celebrating." Hef signaled to Brooke, calling her over and asking her "Brooke, would our new Champion care to say a few words?"

Still bloody, bruised, battered and sore, Brooke took the microphone and said, "I just want to say that was by no means an easy win, Stacy put up a hell of a fight. I want to think all my fans and admirers for their support. You really helped me get this win. I want to congratulate Stacy, Victoria, Rebecca - and all the lovely Playmates who took part in the tournament and gave it their all. Being the winner, I’ll have the featured role in the new special edition magazine Playboy is producing and I want to guarantee any of you ladies from the tournament who want a spot in the magazine that you’ll have it."

While Brooke was speaking, Playboy’s medical crews went over to Stacy and extracted her very carefully from the thorn bush that trapped her. They lay the sultry brunette on a stretcher and examined her, paying particular attention to her tits and pussy. Then they carried her back to the medical area to treat her scratches and bruises.

As they passed by Brooke and Hef, Brooke signaled to stop and went over to Stacy and offered to shake hands, "Look, I know it was a rough fight. We both fought dirty and we both said some nasty things. I'm not saying I want to be your best friend, but I just think it would be a good show of sportsmanship, if we ended this without hatred for each other."

Stacy laughed and said, "Sportsmanship? Go fuck yourself bitch!" She gave Brooke the finger and told the medical guys to continue back to the medical center as Stacy screamed at Brooke, "This isn’t over. You just watch your ass, skank!"

Brooke fumed and fired back, "OK! Bitch! If that's how it's gonna be, you just watch your back too, honey! I beat your ass tonight and I can do it again! Any time you want!"

By the time, Stacy was out of range, heading back into the mansion to go to the medical center but on hearing the nasty exchange between the two gorgeous brunettes started Hef's mind to race. He already knew about several grudge matches the ladies had requested for after the tournament and he was more curious than ever to see who’d show and who wouldn't show at Brooke's party. That’s how the little Playboy cliques were formed and if his guesses were even close, he knew he had the definite starting point for a whole new tournament!

With Stacy gone to the medical center, Brooke forgot all about her as she milled around with her fans and admirers for a few minutes more before she exited the arena and returned to her dressing room to have her wounds tended. After some ice compresses relieved the swelling, and makeup covered her bruises and scratches, the luscious brunette changed into something slinky for her victory party.

After he'd presented the trophy to Brooke and the victory party was in full sway, Hef headed over the medical area where he waited a few minutes while the staff finished Stacy wounds and bandaged her up. Then Hef entered the room as Stacy got up off the table, still naked except for high heels.

Hef asked, "Stacy, are you coming to Brooke’s victory party?"

Stacy rolled her eyes and said, "You're joking, right?"

Hef said flatly, "No. I'm not joking. I think it'd be good for the rest of the girls to see you there."

Stacy glared at Hef and said, "Look, you're the boss. If you order me to go, then I'll go. But, if I have choice, forget it! I don't want to be at that skank's party!"

Hef sighed and said, "Well, I'm certainly not going to make it an order. The choice is yours."

Stacy snipped, "Then you got my answer!"

As he turned away, Hef smiled. It was exactly the answer he'd expected. He needed to see how deep the hatred ran between the girls ran and now he was sure his assumption had been correct.

The half-hour turned into an hour before the whole group (less Stacy) was finally assembled for Brooke's victory party. Hef watched closely to see which of his Playmates showed and which didn't. He also watched the little cliques forming; who seemed to be hanging out together as potential teams. He filed all the information away in his memory as he made a decision to hold off on any grudge matches for he felt it might work out better to let the animosity build for a few more months, then hold a new tournament - making sure that any grudge matches were set up as part of his new 2003 tournament.

Vote result: Richards-271; Sanches-227