INHUMAN TORTURES!       Above: Denise thinks nothing of snapping back her opponent's head       by the hair. Leonora's body stiffens from the pain as she's about       to go crashing against the wall. Below: Denise's nails dig into       Leonora's forearm as she tries desperately to break the chokehold       in which Leonora has her captive. Both women expect no mercy.         Above: It's the beginning of       the end for Leonora as Denise       leaps on the blonde's back and       ruthlessly twists her victim's       neck. Below: Leonora tries to       break Denise's arm--and comes       very close to being successful!   Her movements were not only sluggish but limited. Her arm could go no higher than her chin.    Yet, she was determined to win. Using all the cunning at her disposal--intelligence learned at the expense of her body--she brought Leonora to the carpet. The stunned blonde fell face forward onto the carpet, the fight taken out of her. Instantly, Denise leaped on the small of the woman's back. Leonora's body jerked convulsively and then lay still.    Denise then twisted her   victim's neck as she snarled, "Enough?" Leonora gurgled, "Yes!" and the battle was over.    No longer having to move with strength, the drive drained from her body, Denise limped back to the dressing room. Her arms lay loosely at her side, unable to be moved without pain. Her knees, aching badly, forced her to hobble.    Yet, she had once again been victorious. And for a little bit longer, she could hol on to the glory which will cost her the future.   previous page  |  table of contents  |  next page