Outfits – Christie: Black-and-white striped bandeaukini w/sheer fabric shirt and silver bracelet

Rachel: Leather suit

Rachel slowly strutted along the shoreline as the night sky loomed overhead with some clouds passing by wearing a large purse-like bag on her person. The bag itself laid on her right side while the strap was wrapped around her left shoulder. The fiend hunter's long legs covered in their usual heels left footprints in the sand on the shore as she was leaving the boat she rode on to the secret penthouse where her assassin lover, Christie, resided on her own time. The busty amazon blonde continued to walk along the shore, while her massive chest shook from side to side with every step smiling to herself, as she carried the bag and her gun in her left hand while her War Hammer was on her back, proud of the task she was assigned to carry out was long completed.

The huntress had recently entered the assassin/mercenary business herself, becoming Christie's latest business partner. It filled up her schedule even more but thanks to the Brit, she could juggle that with her main fiend-hunting gig. Christie didn't mind helping since that meant more money coming in for herself, Rachel, Tina and the rest of the Muscle girls back in America.

Rachel was nearing the penthouse when she saw Christie's pet panther sleeping on the outside guarding the door. The panther's ears perked up and it woke from its sleep, ready to pounce on its prey, glaring with yellow eyes. Rachel stopped in her tracks and stood her ground, smiling seeing the black predator.

The panther eased up on its stance and walked up to Rachel. Rachel took off the bag and laid down her gun and stayed crouch with arms stretched out to welcome the creature. The panther walked into Rachel's hands and the blonde began scratching its chin and petting its head.

Rachel chuckled and kneeled onto the sandy surface to continue scratching and petting the panther.

"I missed you, too." Rachel said comfortingly.

The huntress went to the predator's side and wrapped her arms around its neck gently to hug the assassin's animal. She brushed her cheek up and down its dark, soft fur and let out a satisfied "mmmmm", loving the feel.

"So soft… Christie brushes you well." Rachel said.

The amazon blonde let the panther go to run her hand on its back as it walked by her and she stood up to let the predator walk around her legs while she brushed the sand off herself and picked up her gun and bag. The fiend hunter walked up the stairs to the door of the penthouse and pulled out her key from her cleavage and entered with the panther following in from behind.

Meanwhile, Christie got out of the shower, drying her hair with a towel and tossed it onto the lounge chair in the corner of the living room and she sat down on the plaid sofa with a sigh, crossing her right leg over her left and closed her eyes with her arms outstretched on the top of the furniture. She wore a black and white-stripped bikini covered by a transparent shirt while she shook her head from side to side slowly while her head was looking up at the ceiling, lying on the sofa, as the laptop in front of her on the oval table played the sound of the DWA wrestling show her allies in the Muscle were stars in.

Christie smiled sensing someone else was inside as Rachel's legs were seen out of the dark leaning on the wall next to where the lounge chair was as her upper half was covered by darkness.

"Long day?" The Brit asked.

Rachel smiled in the dark, twirling the key in her finger while her other arm was across her large bosom.

"Yeah… but it was worth the cost." The huntress said.

She stood up off the wall, revealing the rest of her beautiful features and strutted to the assassin. Christie turned her head to the noise of the heels echoing off the floor with each step from Rachel's long legs and saw her panther walking alongside her lover before it went around the sofa behind her to her side and laid down.

"Besides…" Rachel said with that sexy husky voice of her, before putting the key on the table and took off the bag, tossing it onto the sofa's cushion next to the Brit.

"I made out like a bandit from that last assignment." The fiend hunter said confidently.

Christie opened the flap to see its contents as Rachel stood with a hand on her hip, keeping her confident smile on her rosy lips and looked down to see the silver-haired woman rummage through the bag. Her hair and earrings swayed lightly from Rachel's head looking down as Christie made sounds of approval, happy to see many stacks of cash inside the bag. She looked up to see Rachel's lovely face with a smile of her own.

"Amazing work, babe. You're a natural at this." Christie praised her huntress.

Rachel nodded slightly before bending down to look at the laptop along with Christie, who crossed her arms on her leg. They both gazed proudly seeing Tina sitting on Hitomi's face with her hands behind her head, wearing her red halterneck top and black hot pants wrestling gear on Hitomi's regular white top jeans and gloves with loose hair, moving her body side to side flaunting her figure while grinding her ass on the karateka. Lisa's voice could be heard announcing Tina's victory very arrogantly.

"Your winner: The Superstar of a Thousand Dreams… The All-American Beauty… The Lone Star Lass… Ms. Americanrana… The Strongarm of the Muscle… She's REALLY good at Women's Wrestling… The Hottest Embodiment of Charisma… Hollywood's Next Mega Starlet… The Sexiest Supermodel Alive… The Future of the Silver Screen… The Next Big Rockstar… The Future Governor of Texas… The Southern Belle Bombshell… Tina… ARMSTROOOOONNNNNNG!"

"Such an ego… How many nicknames does she need?" Rachel said teasingly.

"Enough to prove herself as one of our own: an alpha female." Christie retorted playfully before giving her panther some chin scratches and letting it go to lie down away from them near their bedroom's open door.

Rachel chuckled before turning her head back to Christie and cupped her face with her right hand. Christie's gaze went from seeing Rachel's big mounds hanging down to gazing at the busty blonde's face.

"Now… what about my reward… Mistress?" Rachel seductively asked.

Christie loved hearing someone call her that nickname, even from Rachel. She did consider Rachel an equal, but the inner thrill of hearing even the amazon blonde call her that was too much to resist.

"I haven't forgotten, dear…" Christie said and made a "Come Hither" motion with her finger.

The ladies kept smiling as Rachel leaned in and kissed Christie. Christie kissed back immediately and soon their tongues got involved. Christie closed the laptop, satisfied seeing Tina's win, before Rachel used her other hand to hold Christie's head in place. The Brit held the fiend hunter's wrists as they moaned from the lip lock so passionately.

Rachel's thighs rubbed together, feeling her core getting hot from the makeout and her ass moved from side to side. Christie, ever loving being the aggressive one, pulled Rachel onto the couch and made the huntress straddle her lap. Rachel's knees landed on the cushions and she tried to dominate the kiss as she kissed down on Christie, looking to deepen her tongue into the assassin's mouth.

Christie's hands went from Rachel's wrists to going down the sides of her body, feeling the leather fabric that hugged the fiend hunter's body so tightly. Christie's hands planted on Rachel's ass cheeks and she started rubbing circles around the flawless, pale skin of the voluptuous hunter's butt. Rachel couldn't help but moan, even though she was slightly getting control of the oral struggle inside the ladies' mouths.

Christie suddenly broke the kiss and went to attack Rachel's cleavage. Rachel's passionate voice moaned as she tossed her head back and let Christie lick and kiss her mounds. Rachel's mind was so hazy from pleasure, she didn't mind that the Brit took control. She loved roughhousing with Christie. It filled her with such passion for the snake. Rachel continued to hold on, letting Christie keep tasting her chest for a couple long minutes, moaning all the while, happy to let Christie pleasure her.

Christie laid Rachel onto the bag and worked on her neck, letting those pleasurable sounds of Rachel's continue to fill the room. Rachel had her eyes closed the whole time and felt herself losing to the aggressive assassin… and she liked it. Christie gently bit and kiss the flesh, while growing and purring close to Rachel's ear like the panther she owned, as Rachel moaned and panted from being so turned on by the silver-hared snake's taste and her leather body heaved in and out with every breath from her ongoing sounds.

Once she was satisfied, Christie sat on Rachel and grabbed those leather-cladded breasts of her huntress. Rachel gasped loudly then moaned even louder feeling Christie's hands squeezing her large mammaries. She put her gloved hands on Christie's to keep them trapped squeezing her largest advantages.

"Just you wait… I might get you out of this… Then again… maybe not. You look like a stripper in this and I love it." Christie growled with intense passion, smiling.

Rachel moaned loudly from the groping and Christie laid close to Rachel's face and purred with a smile, then licked Rachel's cheek. All the while she pushed her body onto Rachel's, Christie's hands filled with Rachel's fabulous assets squished them down. Rachel's mind went into another plane of pleasure, remembering how Christie squished her greatest features after their first fight. It felt like eons ago she was a bitter rival to Christie before the fiend hunter was eventually seduced by the English woman into becoming her lover.

"I always win, Rachel." Christie declared before kissing Rachel's cheek.

"I always win." She repeated before laughing a little.

Christie continued to use her strong, expert hands to play with Rachel's gigantic globes for a couple minutes, not getting enough of feeling the leather fabric on the mounds and chuckled to herself all the while. She lived having this large amazon as her partner… and relished dominating her even more, whether Rachel was ready for it or not.

"Rachel, dear… tell me… Are you a little wet?" The Brit suddenly asked.

Christie laid closer to Rachel and slithered a hand down Rachel's body, feeling her exposed thigh until the Brit landed between the blonde's legs. The assassin rubbed slowly and gently gripped Rachel's crotch, making the huntress gasp aloud again with her mouth open. Christie smiled feeling a little wetness on Rachel's privates and started rubbing to get the fiend hunter to soak even more. Rachel cried and panted, allowing Christie taste her bottom then top lip, slightly biting each part of the flesh.

"You're mine, Rachel." Christie said in-between capturing each half of the amazon's lips.

"You're mine."

Christie stole Rachel's breath with a kiss and dominated it without question, something Rachel failed to do earlier. They made out, both ladies moaning and enjoying tasting each other. This lasted for a minute until Christie gripped Rachel's crotch again a little harder this time, making the busty blonde moan aloud in the kiss. Rachel couldn't help but grind her thighs on Christie's hand, loving the abusive but erotic touch. It only made her wetter, which pleased Christie greatly.

Christie broke the kiss momentarily to speak in-between more smooching.

"You're such a slut… Mmmmmph… But you're my slut, Rachel… Mmmph… Don't forget that."

Christie couldn't help but become this… predatorial… animalistic… possessive creature when she was in bed with someone she was attracted to a lot like with Rachel. It happened with Helena and Tina in the past, both big-breasted blondes like Rachel that drove Christie mad with lust once she was having her way with them.

Rachel cried and cried some more feeling Christie's hard grip on her and begged for something while holding Christie.

"Strip me!... Please… Strip me!" The huntress pleaded.

"I'm… so hot!... So… turned… on! Please, Christie!"

"Hmmmm… Maybe… But I intend for this reward of yours to last all night. Can you make it that far?" Christie asked.

Rachel shook her head and half-opened her eyes, still panting.

"Yes… Yes… I can! Keep going, Mistress!" Rachel pleaded some more.

Christie's smile grew wider seeing the usually strong Rachel resorted to begging out of sexual lust for more pleasure-filled fun. The Brit nodded in response and stole Rachel's air with another aggressive kiss, this time not holding back attacking Rachel's mouth. Their bodies grinded together from Rachel squirming due to Christie's oral onslaught, which only made the ladies even more horny to carry on the night's escapades.

They rolled off the sofa and rolled over one more time to make sure Christie was still on top of her huntress. Their bodes kept mashing against each other as Christie kept her hands and lips on Rachel, practically wanting to devour the fiend hunter. Christie would make good on her word to strip Rachel down… but it wouldn't happen until the sun was beginning to rise for when they slept. After all the success they gathered over the evening, Christie decided to keep Rachel's leather suit on for her viewing pleasure. For once, the Brit wanted to enjoy the busty blonde's attire while tasting and touching her all she wanted. Rachel had the outfit and body men would kill and/or die for… but Christie was going to make sure she used the evening to remind her huntress she was hers and hers alone.