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second place
Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: Whoreowner, Rating: 92, Source: xHamster
dollars!" "Don't worry," Terri panted. "You won't need it for your next job," punctuating this with a vicious slap across the executive's face. "UGGGGGHHHHHH!" Danielle shouted, and grabbed Terri's "second place" ribbon and pulled as hard as she could. The blonde's obscenely huge breast stretched nearly a foot before the safety pin ripped through her pierced nipple and free. This also sent Danielle careening backwards into her desk. Terri howled as bl**d poured from her injured nipple. No time to bleed, she thought, and jumped right back on her opponent. The two women viciously continued scratching, clawing, biting and punching at each other. Scott and his entourage stood frozen in their positions, seemingly waiting to see who was going to emerge on top. And it didn't take long to resolve the issue. Terri had been working out for four days a week for the past 18 months, a condition of her abuse by Danielle, to keep her body perfect for her use as a sex toy and call girl. Danielle had taken to lying around eating bon-bon's while her blonde slave waited on her. Now she was paying for it, and was powerless to retaliate as Terri retrieved a pair of handcuffs from Danielle's drawer and cuffed her to the chair. Terri caught her breath, then addressed her ex-tormentor. "I have evidence of everything. Blackmail...****...extortion...everything, Danielle." The blonde ripped a piece off of Danielle's suit and held it to her bleeding nipple. ... "If I send them to the police, you'll be going away for a long time." "What....what do you want?" Danielle croaked. She could hardly bring herself to say the words. Terri produced a small stack of papers. "These are your shares in this company. Sign them over to me." "No...." Danielle protested. "No...OOOOOOOOOOF!!!!" Terri punched her adversary squarely in the gut. "Sign them NOW. Or I will ruin you." "You won't...." Terri picked up the phone and dialed. "Yes...I'd like to make a complaint....uh-huh.... yes.... um... blackmail.... ****... d**g trafficking...yes, I can...." Terri paused as she heard an unfamiliar sound. It took a few seconds for her to identify it as Danielle sobbing, as she reached for a pen and began signing the paperwork. Satisfied, Terri hung up the phone. "You'll never get away with this," Danielle hissed. "Scott...Angela...help me..." Terri held her hand up. "They don't work for you anymore, bitch..." She indicated the paperwork. "*I* now own the majority of the shares of this company." As she set about bandaging her nipple, Danielle switched gears into her saleslady mode. "This....this is absurd!" The brunette appealed to her followers. "This...she f***ed me to sign...I d-did it under duress! It won't hold up in court..." But they were now looking at Danielle as if she were someone whom they no longer wanted anything to do with. "PLEASE ...