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I suppose this counts as coitus interruptus, Nina thought with a wide smirk on her lips as she levels her aim on her target, a middle-aged man in his two-room hotel suit, who was currently being served by a young redhead hooker riding him cowgirl-style. For a few seconds Nina had contemplated shooting the girl, too. Witnesses never looked good in a debrief, even when they hadn't seen her. Still, the seasoned assassin could not help but pity the girl a little, who was trying so hard to seem into it, as he reached up to grasp at her petite breast, she even moaned accordingly. Nina didn't fear being seen, the two were occupied enough with themselves, and even if they shot a glance her way, she was dressed in all black leather, barely peeking around the door frame of the bedroom. However, there was no reason to entertain the risk for any longer, even if it was small, and there were two people waiting for her to put them out of their misery.

One click of the trigger, the hammer of her pistol rocking back and forth, hitting the chambered bullet with the precision only a handcrafted mechanism is capable of, the dull sound of the silenced explosion, and the entire show was over. To her credit, when her clients brains decorated the far wall of the hotel room, the redhead didn't scream. Nina could respect that. She didn't linger in the doorway long enough to see the girl's face turn from faked pleasure to whatever it may, she was already on her way to the suit's entrance door, pistol holstered away at her side.

With her hand on the doorknob, she reached for the radio earpiece in her ear and calmly broadcasted, "Hit successful, com..." She didn't get any further as she was interrupted by a sharp pain in the back of her leg that forced her down to one knee. Instantly, her training kicked in, surprised from behind, kicked in the small of the knee. She whirled around, blonde hair flying about, only barely catching the elbow aimed to knock her head back against the entrance door. Twist, slap, block the knee. The next seconds were a blur of limbs clashing into each other faster than the eye could see. No one wanted to need to defend themselves on their knees, yet Nina managed to hold her own, defending, if barely, from the onslaught raining down on her.

She tried to get up, needed to get up, but the moment she pushed her feet against the ground, her assailant kicked her leg away expertly, dropping her down again. A sharp sting of pain in Nina's cheek, her head flying to the side involuntarily, meant she had been struck. Giving up her defence would mean defeat, she knew, time seemed to stretch with only that thought in her head, she knew she had to block whatever was coming next, despite not seeing it directly...

The low roundhouse kick to her belly hit her like a baseball bat. Nina flew off her knees, landing on her back. She only vaguely saw the figure standing over her, before a powerful stomp to her shin broke all the bones in her lower leg. The pain sent stars exploding in her vision and Nina screamed, loud, high pitched like a wounded animal. It was the first sound any of the two had made. She felt her arm being grabbed and twisted, to turn her around onto her belly, a foot was placed firmly between her shoulder blades and she already knew what was coming, because she had done it before more than once. That didn't make the pain any more bearable. With one tug braced against her own body, her twisted arm snapped out of her shoulder joint, drawing renewed screams from Nina.

In a haze of agony, she noticed her arm being dropped at her side and her assailant straddling her. Screaming wouldn't do her any good, so she gritted her teeth and turned her head as far as it would go to look over her shoulder and see, the redhead? Confusion mixed into her pained expression at the sight of the completely naked girl kneeling over the small of her back and looking down on her contently. "How do you catch an assassin?" The redhead asked in a far too sweat tone. Then it clicked with Nina. In one moment, she hadn't even thought about the possibility until now, the entire weight of her situation came crushing down on her. "No!" she exclaimed, shortly before the redhead reached around her throat and pulled her head backwards. Nooo! She screamed internally, kicking and flailing with her good leg and arm uselessly. Tears welled up in her eyes as the tension in her neck grew stronger. No...

A loud crack heralded the snapping of her neck, her last expression, pained, afraid and surprised, forever painted on her face.

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Next: Wonder Woman
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Engish aint my first language but ill give it a try

After finally getting into the place where Ares had been hiding and creating a weapon that can wipe of everyone in earth including every god.

She hurried inside hoping that she has still time before he completes it and wipe everyone in the planet. But when she got there she was a second too late as Ares donned his Intricate helmet, the very thing than can amplify his powers more than a thousand fold , he would be more powerful than any heroes, any god in existence. "No!" Wonder woman scremed as she runs toward him her sword and shield ready to defend because she knew that this will be a battle that will not be easy. "Too late" replied Ares "now that i have this helmet i can defeat anyone, and ofcorse im gonna start with you you've been a thorn in my sides." Ares then let out a lot of weapons in seemingly uncountable number and directed it at wonder woman. Wonder woman's eye widened at the numbers of the weapons she readied her shield and leap side ways while putting the shield on her front at all times, but little did she know that
Since Ares power were amplied his control was also amplified the weapons all dispersed all around and scatter surrounding wonder woman. Wonder womans eyes were full of fear because she know that even if she was able to block some she would be hit in any parts of her body but even so she steeled herself she wont go down without a fight. The weapons all goes at her at once, she closed her eyes awaiting death. But when she didn't feel any pain she opened her eyes and saw all her clothes laying down. Ares laugh HAHAHA oh you should have a look at your face, ofcourse i wont kill you...yet. im just gonna play with you before i doomed this planet. Wonder woman was flustered from embarrassment and anger. Ares! Ill kill you even if this is the last thing ill do! She charges at him with her sword and shield while naked. Ares just laughat her saying "are you seriously so stubborn? Fine then let our fun begins! " ares charge at the sexy figure of wonder woman and stop when she was in range and he just kneed her face! Sending her flying a few kilometers away towards an abandoned city. Wonder woman didn't see what happened she just felt the pain not just on her face but in all parts of her body as she was flown towards the abandoned city she hit a couple of buildings before finaly stopping in the middle of the highway. She lost her shield and sword when she was kneed. Ares just leaped from there and landed a few feet away from the badly injured wonder woman. Ares slowly walks towards her and picked her up by the hair she still struggled her feet swinging from below. "Hmmm " ares pondered "i think i held you wrong" he slightly let go of her hair and as fast as light he grabbed her by her throat, wonder woman was helpless she can't breathe, can't resist. "Well this was a bit boring don't you think? Ares said. Well i guess ill just end you. Having such power this great and beating everyone so easy...haah. you know what ill just have my fun by seeing you suffer wonder woman" ares readied his hand and hit wonderwoman square in her abdomen it dug deep before bringing it back. AGGHH!! Wonderwoman can't think of anything but the pain. Ares snickered well i like that look , he readied his fist again and punch her gut 5 times ,Agghh!!!! Wonderwoman shouted through her choking,her feet were just dangling from her body her abdomen looks purple. After beating wondermoman for half a day ares got tired and hugged wonder womans body and squeeze tight making the heroines body twitch uncontrollably and let out a weak scream of mercy. Noo... she said , ares then makes it tighter and tighter until he hears wonderwomans bones cracked her spines bent. he just dropped the heroines beaten body and said. I really wish you had put a fight. I guess im too strong for everyone huh. And he walks away. Leaving her bent corpse in the abandoned city.




Next: jane, ok, then to say it simoly she lost a bet on me in ero fight so i won a picture her to frelly use. Just do whaddya want on this hehe)
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Sam put on his boxing gloves and entered the ring with the little Asian, Jane, waiting for him. She was a spunky little thing, jumping on her heels, smacking her gloves together.

“Come on!” She said in broken English. “I kick your ass!”

Sam smiled. Oh, this would be fun.

The bell rang and Jane charged toward him, aiming several quick jabs to his torso. She struck but her tiny fists did little damage.

“My turn,” Sam said, swinging his own fist and cracking it across her face, sending her back into the ropes. She lay against the ropes for a moment, looking dazed, then shook her head and moved at him again.

He moved around a wild blow rom her and slammed a fist into her gut, feeling his fist sink deep into her soft flesh, doubling her over. She fell to one knee, arm over her bare midsection, gasping for air. As she tried to catch her breath, he grabbed her head with both gloves and slammed it against his knee, throwing her onto her back, nose broken and bleeding.

Lifting both her legs as she lay there, he slammed the heel of his foot between her legs, grinding it into her venus mound covered only by a pair of skimpy shorts. The Asian girl was now sobbing, withering, begging for mercy. He finally stopped the crotch torture, grabbed her by the hair, and lifted her to her feet, pushing her to the ropes.

He began to repeatedly beat her, slamming his fists into her gut, chest, and face. Soon she was a broken, bleeding mess. She went completely limp in the ropes, hanging pathetically with her petite arms wrapped around them. The bell rang.

Sam pulled her from the ropes, threw her over his shoulder and took her to the locker room to have some fun with his hard-won prize.


Jordyn Jones (yes, she is legal)


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Jordyn VS Samantha
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Samantha was nervous. She couldn't believe she actually signed herself up for a real death match, but she told herself she would just do it one time for the money. Her opponent stood at the opposite end of the ring. She didn't look too intimidating, but she knew better than to underestimate her opponents. She had been taken down by unassuming opponents before, and losing in this particular fight meant death, so she was taking this as serious as possible.

"Jordyn, versus Samantha! No one leaves the ring until one of you is dead! Let the fight begin!"

Jordyn rushed forward immediately, catching Samantha off guard. The blonde girl swiped her nails across Samantha's face, drawing blood. Samantha rubbed her cheek, but she didn't have time to dwell on the pain. Jordyn was on her again. She shoulder charged the red-headed fighter, nearly knocking her to the ground. Jordyn wrapped her arms around Samantha and tried to throw her to the ground, but Samantha was able to stay standing. Samantha brought both of her fists down on the blonde fighter's back, which caused her to grunt out in pain and drop to her knees, though her arms were still wrapped tightly around Samantha's midsection.

Samantha grabbed a wad of Jordyn's hair and pulled her head back, then punched her in the nose. She tried to ignore the first hit, but the second hit caused an audible break, and blood started pouring out. She finally let go of Samantha and held her nose. Samantha wasted no time and delivered a hard kick right to the blonde's face. She fell backwards and her arms fell to the ground. Samantha quickly got on top of her and started delivering punches across her face, left and right. This woke Jordyn up, and she kicked and flailed around, trying to get free. She punched Samantha in the stomach several times while taking more hits to the face, and she got in a lucky hit, breaking a rib. Samantha doubled over and stopped her punishment.

Before she knew it, Samantha was on her back with Jordyn's hands around her throat. Samantha's eyes grew wide as she struggled to breathe.

"Oh shit," she thought to herself, "I'm going to fucking die already! This can't be happening! I need to get out of here!"

Samantha hit Jordyn's arms as hard as she could, but she was losing strength.

"No... can't... lose..."

Jordyn let up the pressure just a little bit and leaned in.

"How does it feel to be the first one to die tonight? You pathetic, stupid little..."

Jordyn's cockiness allowed Samantha the opportunity she needed. She jabbed her thumb deep into Jordyn's eye socket. The blonde girl fell backwards, screaming and rolling around on the ground.

"GYAHHH! AAHHH! YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

Samantha kicked Jordyn hard in the stomach and where ever else she could land a hit as Jordyn rolled around on the floor. Eventually, Samantha delivered a kick to the side of Jordyn's head, and she went still.

The crowd was going crazy with the turn of events. Both fighters were putting on a good show, but Samantha was ready to be done. She thought of Jordyn almost choking her to death just a minute ago and got a chill. She needed to end this now before her opponent woke up and potentially got the upper hand again.

Samantha lifted Jordyn up to her knees and wrapped one of her legs around the girl's neck, so that her head was squeezed in between her thigh and her calf. Samantha grabbed her foot and pulled on her leg, squeezing tightly, and watched as Jordyn's eyes slowly opened. The blonde weakly pawed at Samantha's leg, but she knew there was no chance for her to escape. The once cocky fighter now had a look of fear in her eyes as she started gagging and her face was turning purple. Samantha almost felt bad for her, but she knew Jordyn wouldn't have had any mercy for her. Besides, the rules said the fight was to the death, so that's how it had to be.

"Sorry, but it's time for you to go."

Samantha put one hand on the back of Jordyn's head and kept the other on her leg. She pushed forward on the blonde's head and pulled up on her leg. There was an audible crack, and Jordyn's arms fell limply down, slapping against her bare thighs. Her body twitched a few times and she let out a pitiful gurgling sound as her eyes rolled up into her head. Samantha let go and Jordyn fell face first into the ground. She was completely still.

The crowd went wild, and Samantha let out a battle cry and raised her fists as her victory was announced.

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Up next, how about somebody else go up against Samantha?
 

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After her successful first fight "just one time for the money" turned out to be a lie. Samantha spent months trying to convince herself that it was a once time thing, that she had enough money to last long enough to get a job, that she payed all her debts.



But she kept dreaming about it, about the control over your opponent, the feeling of power. The crowd's chanting her name was stuck in her ears.



And then money after a few months, when her prize money were all but spent, she thought that she might take another chance and get back into the fight club.



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"Awww shit!" was her reaction when she saw her opponent. She realized that this time she did not get nearly as lucky as the first, for her opponent was a man and it looked much larger than her, his arms as thick as her thighs and his prominent musculature was intimidating, not to mention the look on his face, and the ugly smirk that crossed it when he slowly looked over her sexy body.



She looked like she clearly did not know how to even approach an opponent his size, they circled around the fighting cage for a good minute. The brute made a few attempts to attack her, but she proved to be fast and lithe enough to avoid him every time.



But she could not keep evading him the whole time. Thinking that and also encouraged by the crowd's cheering her up, telling her that she could do it, she decided to charge the human beast after his next lunge. As he tried to tackle her again she, once again, side stepped, evading his attack so that she ended up behind him. She ran towards him from behind and with a battle cry she sent a punch towards the back of his head.



And then she looked very surprised to see that he managed to catch her hand in his grip without even looking back at her. He looked at her with an evil snarl as slowly he started to squeeze her hand and bend it backwards. Samantha screamed in pain, she struggled and kept punching him with her left free hand, but he just kept the pressure on, forcing her down on one knee, then on both her knees and with a grunt and bulging of his muscles, with veins showing up on his forearm he squeezed her hand even tighter. Samantha's scream was loud and wild, but even with her screaming the crowd could hear the sound of her hand bones cracking and breaking, she watched with terror in her eyes as her own fingers snapped into odd angles. Meanwhile he opponent just licked his lips and cocked his fist, rising it above Sam's head. She tried to cover her face with her free arm but he yanked at her broken one and that was enough to give him an openning.



THUMP! His fist hit he right in the eye, rocking her head to the side. She looked back up at him with pleading in her eyes. THUMP! Another punch broke her cute nose causing blood to spatter to the side. She tried to cover her face again, but her arm moved like it was numb or in liquid, slowly and withou proper coordination. THUMP! His next punch broke her jaw and sent her falling to the floor.



Only he did not let her, he was still holding he arm. With a roar he lifted her up as much as her extended arm would allow and then used his other hand to grab her by her neck. Showing incredible strength or rather their terrifying and unfair weight difference he lifted her up into the air by one arm, muscles bulging as he held her up for all to see, knocked out and dangling in his grip. He roared and the crowd roared with him. She did not even manage to make herelf any fans for this was only her second fight... She was all alone among a crowd of beasts hungry for blood here...



His muscles started to tense, his fingers dug deeper into her smooth neck. She opened her eyes again, she moved her lips but no sound was coming out for he was squeezing her neck too tightly. She waved her arms drunkenly, trying to resist but in her dizzy state only able to do what looked like lazy slaps against his arm and face. She tried kicking her legs but they would not listen her anymore. Her cute face was turning red, lips blue, drool leaking out of her mouth and tears down her cheeks.



And he just kept squeezing her. The crowd was chanting "CHOKE! CHOKE! CHOKE!" and it looked like he was going to snuff her by suffocating her with his tight firm grip.



But then his fingers dug even deeper, they twitched as something ripped in her neck, blood leaked out of her mouth. Her eyes opened even wider in terror, she was shaking her head in protest, making pathetic choking sounds that were causing drool to spatter out of her mouth and then there was a ripping sound and then something cracked. He crushed her windpipe and then the bones in her neck, internally decapitating her. Immediately she went limp, her arms and legs dropped and swayed limply as more blood poured out of her wide open mouth.



It took the crowd a moment to realize what happened, especially since they were expecting a longer choking and instead witnessed the brutal display of pure strength as he just crushed her neck in his strong arm.



The man was looking up at the girl with a big ugly grin on his face. He tilted her head a bit this way, and that, as if enjoying the view. Roughtly he then tugged her black shorts down her slender fit legs, just enough so he could slip his large palm between her legs, shove his middle and ring fingers into her pussy for better grip and lift her up above his head, walking around the ring with her like with some hunting trophy. He shook her and showed her to the crowd and then he finally throwed her down on the ground, roughly enough to break some of her ribs in the process, not that it mattered at this point.



He then made a bit of a show as he brought his hand soaked in her juices to his face for a sniff and a lick, before spitting on her corpse and finally leaving the cage.



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Next how about Leah

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heroinedestroyer999

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Doing Jane by TheCrimsonRisk TheCrimsonRisk

Jane saw the dark energy monster at first, but she believed her swimsuit could protect her due to its new protection. When she saw the mosnter in its night black skin and red eyes she didn't seem to care at first.

"come at me ugly face" said Jane

Suddenly black smoke filled the forest where jane had traveled to by flying. Jane didn't care at first until she saw what was next. Giant spikes were growing out of the dark energy monster, and a large scream came out of its mouth. Jane fell to the forest mud with her knees first, although she wasn't dirtied due to her swimsuit having the auto cleaning ability (for now). However, trying to look unphased she quickly stood up and tried to put her fists up as if to show a fight.

The Dark Energy monster suddenly had a massive concrete hand come out of it and know Jane out, while it also had an electro static shock with a rare element that quickly rendered Jane's swimsuit useless, while Jane struggled to make sense of the situation the monster suddenly took Jane by her head and start swingin her making her nice ass, tits, and face slam all over the forest dirtying her up and causing her immense pain, she started crying, shouting "supersuit, initiate flying!" only for her to panic as nothing happened. She was being beat more and more, until her now tattered swim suit being ripped off by the dark energy monster. He gave out a maniacly evil laugh as he started to throw her near a fire, and begin to season her with all kinds of spices and green goo that went into janes body, she was being cooked alive, she screamed as the fire consumed her body , and before she finally died, the dark energy monster took her up as he grew 10times and swallowed her, his teeth chewing her alive and causing the final pain to her bones as they were all broken by the pressure of his teeth
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Next up darna, id like to see some kind of continuation of TheCrimsonRisk's story, like what happens to darna as her body is tortured or/and a new story even more brutal against darna.
 

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Doing Jane by TheCrimsonRisk TheCrimsonRisk

Jane saw the dark energy monster at first, but she believed her swimsuit could protect her due to its new protection. When she saw the mosnter in its night black skin and red eyes she didn't seem to care at first.

"come at me ugly face" said Jane

Suddenly black smoke filled the forest where jane had traveled to by flying. Jane didn't care at first until she saw what was next. Giant spikes were growing out of the dark energy monster, and a large scream came out of its mouth. Jane fell to the forest mud with her knees first, although she wasn't dirtied due to her swimsuit having the auto cleaning ability (for now). However, trying to look unphased she quickly stood up and tried to put her fists up as if to show a fight.

The Dark Energy monster suddenly had a massive concrete hand come out of it and know Jane out, while it also had an electro static shock with a rare element that quickly rendered Jane's swimsuit useless, while Jane struggled to make sense of the situation the monster suddenly took Jane by her head and start swingin her making her nice ass, tits, and face slam all over the forest dirtying her up and causing her immense pain, she started crying, shouting "supersuit, initiate flying!" only for her to panic as nothing happened. She was being beat more and more, until her now tattered swim suit being ripped off by the dark energy monster. He gave out a maniacly evil laugh as he started to throw her near a fire, and begin to season her with all kinds of spices and green goo that went into janes body, she was being cooked alive, she screamed as the fire consumed her body , and before she finally died, the dark energy monster took her up as he grew 10times and swallowed her, his teeth chewing her alive and causing the final pain to her bones as they were all broken by the pressure of his teeth
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Next up darna, id like to see some kind of continuation of TheCrimsonRisk's story, like what happens to darna as her body is tortured or/and a new story even more brutal against darna.

Uhm, did you just ignore my character and go into necro-posting then? The rules of this thread are clear - you finish the girl from the previous poster, and then offer another one. I don't think we said anything about reusing same characters, but picking up characters from the start of the thread seems a bit too wrong.

I see where the confusion may be coming from, though. Sadly there were some concerns regarding some people's choices of characters here, some looked too much like private photos and some looked underage, so mods removed some posts completely in fear of getting a strike against the website. This is why some stories are missing.

So... obviously I'm not asking to remove anyone's posts, but not sure what's the best way to proceed from here is. Like someone should go for 2 stories next but only post one girl in response? Or what :D
 

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Uhm, did you just ignore my character and go into necro-posting then? The rules of this thread are clear - you finish the girl from the previous poster, and then offer another one. I don't think we said anything about reusing same characters, but picking up characters from the start of the thread seems a bit too wrong.

I see where the confusion may be coming from, though. Sadly there were some concerns regarding some people's choices of characters here, some looked too much like private photos and some looked underage, so mods removed some posts completely in fear of getting a strike against the website. This is why some stories are missing.

So... obviously I'm not asking to remove anyone's posts, but not sure what's the best way to proceed from here is. Like someone should go for 2 stories next but only post one girl in response? Or what :D

OH sorry mate, I got a little confused on the thread when someone didn't do the first persons girl, im guessing because she didn't have a name, also when samantha was used two times ? i'll make a story about Leah though...




Leah walked through the dark alley at night in her red hair and red bikini, with only a her high heels on her feet. Feeling cocky and overconfident she believed she could overcome anything...
She entered inside the portal and was immediately transported somewhere far far away from earth in space, hideous creatures stared at her sexy figure waiting to destroy her... She entered inside the ring, and immediately the fight started, but her opponent was not there.

Immediately though a giant spiked figure, about 20 feet tall appeared in front of Leah. She had no panic in her mind when she saw him, and merely thought he would be someone else she would defeat. Immediately she got a weapon, a sword and a shield she crafted herself and charged at the mosnter. She made a quick swipe with her sword at the mosnters legs, however no pain was shown. It was now the monsters turn to strike her.

Concern but not pure panic yet was in Leah's mind, she barely just missed the monsters spikey hands, and the entire crowd of alien creatures was laughing, chanting for leah to be destroyed and even abused. Leah started to jump and jump trying to find any weaknesses in the mosnter but she couldn't find any. Although she did have one last choice left, she threw her shield directly at the mosnters big bulging eyes in its chest...

"CLUD"

The monster saw what was coming with its superiorr senses, it took up the shield and to Leah's horror, broke her invincible shield. IT broken in 4 huge chunks, and he all whirled them like baseballs at leahs body.

Leah's soft body couldn't handle the heavy metal material thrown at her, and she immediately fell only holding her sword, the immense pain hurt her all around, they had hit her in her clevage and her stomach.

Leah let out a scream of pain, but the crowd continued to jeer on, the villain then smirked in Leah, as he was now about 10 feet in front of her. He let out a huge scream too, which destroyed leahs ear drums. Immediately then after, a huge and scary looking hand came out of the Monsters Chest, grabbed leahs sword and put it through her thigh, causing even more burning sensations all around her. Leah screamed for mercy, but even worse, the monster ended up snapping her sword in half, immediately making Leah lose all her moral.


The Monster then picked up leah holding her by her head and feet, and simply bent her, she went out as a twig, with her spine broken and her senses now gone. her body then removed of her red and black outfit, he now split her body and two, one with the feet and the other with her head on top, and simply gave her body to the crowd for them to desecrate her...
 

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Doing Jane by TheCrimsonRisk TheCrimsonRisk

Jane saw the dark energy monster at first, but she believed her swimsuit could protect her due to its new protection. When she saw the mosnter in its night black skin and red eyes she didn't seem to care at first.

"come at me ugly face" said Jane

Suddenly black smoke filled the forest where jane had traveled to by flying. Jane didn't care at first until she saw what was next. Giant spikes were growing out of the dark energy monster, and a large scream came out of its mouth. Jane fell to the forest mud with her knees first, although she wasn't dirtied due to her swimsuit having the auto cleaning ability (for now). However, trying to look unphased she quickly stood up and tried to put her fists up as if to show a fight.

The Dark Energy monster suddenly had a massive concrete hand come out of it and know Jane out, while it also had an electro static shock with a rare element that quickly rendered Jane's swimsuit useless, while Jane struggled to make sense of the situation the monster suddenly took Jane by her head and start swingin her making her nice ass, tits, and face slam all over the forest dirtying her up and causing her immense pain, she started crying, shouting "supersuit, initiate flying!" only for her to panic as nothing happened. She was being beat more and more, until her now tattered swim suit being ripped off by the dark energy monster. He gave out a maniacly evil laugh as he started to throw her near a fire, and begin to season her with all kinds of spices and green goo that went into janes body, she was being cooked alive, she screamed as the fire consumed her body , and before she finally died, the dark energy monster took her up as he grew 10times and swallowed her, his teeth chewing her alive and causing the final pain to her bones as they were all broken by the pressure of his teeth
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Next up darna, id like to see some kind of continuation of TheCrimsonRisk's story, like what happens to darna as her body is tortured or/and a new story even more brutal against darna.
Wait can we use the same character twice? I don't know. Eitherway i guess I'm gonna write again this thread is silent for a long time lol.
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For some reason Darna was dragged by a mysterious rift in space while she was patrolling the skies of the country, and found herself in a similar yet different surroundings, surrounded by trees and chirping birds, there's a breeze of cold air much different to the climate that she was used to, she looked back to where she came from but saw nothing. Trying not to panic she flew upwards to a high altitude and picked a direction to search for human settlements, sure enough after a few minutes she saw a big city, with a familiar giant globe and a name that's engrave in it "Metro City". The city much bigger than the cities in her world. She realize that she isn't in some random place but in the DC universe! A wave of excitement came through her as she grew up reading comics of superman her idol (this is a reference to the author since he uses superman as the foundation for Darna). After calming down she flew faster, knowing that she also has powers she was sure that she could also be a great help to the people in this world, but she can also ask the smart minds of this world on a way to go back home.



But as she was flying at high speeds she heard a loud explosion nearby , she immediately stops to make a choice wheter to consult other heroes of this world or to go to the trouble immediately, she chooses the latter after all, she is a hero and a hero is the first to respond to danger no matter what! Besides they're probably just robbers robbing a bank since it was a common occurance in comics. As she flew closer to the explosions, she heard a lot of gunfire, it seems that the police in this world actually reponds fast,. Then a blur of blue and red was seen hitting all the police officers in kess than seconds!

"RROARRR! BIZZARO SUPERMAN WORST I'M SO HAPPY! ALIVE ALIVE!" (Yeah its bizzaro language, imma stop doing that)

"Wait bizzaro superman? Darna ask herself, wasn't that a version of superman but a bit evil? Why is he talking like that?" She wonder where's superman in this place, but she overheard a police officer while he was using a radio.

"Damn it chief where's superman when you need him we're losing a lot of men!"


"Uh oh" Darna can only say that as she looks diamayed not because she can't meet her idol but because she knew that she was probably the only hero that is around the area.

Not thinking twice she flew down and grabbed a manhole lid and threw it towards bizzaro superman, it exploded on impact but it didn't do anything aside from getting his attention.

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"You! You Challange bizzaro superman?!" Bizzaro said in a frenzy. images (1).png
"Yes! I'llshow you who's the best!" Darna said as she flew straight at Bizzaro at a fast pace and toss him to the air.

Meanwhile the police were relived that even though the guardian, superman is away there are still some young upstarts that can help... now that he thinks of it it doesn't really soumds right since they can only watch the battle and sigh.

Darna tries to pumch Bizzaro as a follow up but she missed and in return Bizzaro superman managed to kick her right at her side and darna was blown away and crashed on a building.

"Aghh!" She was hurt a lot by that kick, she didn't expect that even this version of superman is really strong, she thought she was comparable to superman but i suppose she is weaker by a big margin. Not letting it affect her she changed startegies and use her speed to make a mini tornado inside the building! The mini tornado takes tables, chairs etc. And at the center darna flew it towards bizzaro.

After seeing the mini tornado bizzaro got angry and flew towards darna to stop her but was a little late as he was dragged by the torndo and was toss towards the slums of the city where few people lived.

Darna soon followed bizzaro to the slums, but when she got there Bizzaro was ready, he punched her face and darna was thrown in the walls of old buildings, he followed her up with a knee to her abdomen and she was toss upwards, he then flew faster and kick her on her back and was blown towards the ground making a crater.

Aghhh!!" Darna can't help but scream as she falls to the ground with a loud noise, she tried to get up but she was in so much pain, she can feel her mouth and nose was bleeding from bizzaros punch and her back was aching like she was fired by a canon ball, she didn't expect that she was on the low level of the powerscaling in this universe since she can easily take out bad guys in her world. She tried to muster most of her strength to get up and get out of this predicament, she knows that she was outmatched, suddenly she hears a loud scream! Bizzaroo the best!
Darna's back was filled with a lot of pain more so than she had ever encountered, she though that it was gonna break as bizzro cannonballed on her back, darna let out a loud scream in pain, "AHHH!!!" Tears were falling from her eyes as her body gave up in pain. After cannon balling her bizzaro pulls darna upwards by grabbing her head." Bizzaro wins bizzaro is best!" Bizzado then let go of Darna, but before darna falls to the ground bizzaro unleade hundres of blows on her abdomen as a sign of victory. Darna was breathless, she wasn't able to even let out ans sounds as she was pummeled by bizzaros fist she can't even see that much from the pain as she was clutching her stomach. Abruptly bizzaros eyes glowed in a blacklight as he said "bizzaro wins bizzaro takes your little power!" Darna doesn't knkw what's halpening but she feels weaker than usual, bizzaro doesn't have this kind of power in the comics so she was confused while clutching her stomach.

Bizzaro is slighty more powerful! Bizzaro gains so little, from challenger bizzaro angry!!"

Looking at the blurry vsion of darna she didn't know what to do, she can't even scream much and her body was battered, her bra and panties are torn and weathered from the fight, she suddenly failed intense pain in her head as bizzaro lighty grip her head, she didn't know why but it didn't take a genius to say that she lost her powers...and without her powers...


Bizzaro then threw her to the trash cans.
Fatna was wailing in pain as her body, who was formerly hivly resistant was bruised and her bones broken, she can only scream. But bizzaro wasn't done yet, he feels that he wasted a lot of time to gain so little so he kneed her stomach. Darna's jnside was mangeled, blood was coming from jer mouth as she screamed. "AHHH!!!!"

"ANNOYED BIZZARO!" Bizzaro then put all his power and punch her stomachmaking a gaping hole and piercing through her. Darna stayed there, bizzaros arms still pierced through her body she can only looked dazed, her body spasms from shock as she sloly lost her life...


This is mine. Let's call her Rommeliza.
You can make herbin any roles but i want her end to be like a mortal konbat one, like the rest above this post.

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The thing about Mortal Kombat is that when the tournament is on and when you're marked as a fighter - you should expect a fight to commence anywhere at any time.

Rommeliza was chilling out in some dingy bar, a random one she found on her way home after training. The bar was full of humans who were trying to get some rest after work. Yeah, the world had to keep working and all. Sure there was a threat of entire world being lost to another realm, but if everyone just stops doing their jobs the world will die anyway, right?

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That's when portals opened and a crowd of creatures, representative from different worlds walked through.

"Rommeliza!" said the booming voice, as Shao Kahn himself walked through the portal and dropped his hammer on the floor, his hammer let out a deafening metal bang that resonated through the room for a few seconds and left a crack in the concrete floor. "It's your time to fight one of Netherrealm's champions. Baraka! She's yours..."

Rommeliza looked over it all, her heart beating fast. "Fuck..." she thought. "Fuck!" she said. She knew this was coming. But she hoped she would get more time to prepare. She finished her drink and put an empty glass on the bar.

"If you get back... free rounds on the bar for days for you." barman said to her, hoping to cheer her up. She gave him an awkward confused smile and stood up. She pulled her short skirt, white with brown stripes. "Fuuck..." she exhaled again, not the outfit she thought she'd fight in. She was wearing more comfortable outfits for months now, expecting the fight to start any day... and of course it had to start when she decided to wear something more cute for once.

She walked into the fighting cage, of course there was one. Humans were all cheering for her, while the other side was laughing and mocking her, saying she has no chance. And then Baraka walked out... A huge tarkatan, strong, muscled, with armored scales growing out of his shoulders and arms, with long fangs in his huge ugly mouth. He growled something and got into fighting stance. Rommelize did the same and the fight started, club's DJ turned some music on louder.

She tried to remember every moment of her training, everything her trainers taught her. She went for the offensive, she closed the distance, her fist squeezed tightly, righteous flame in her eyes as she sent her fist into her opponent's belly.

It never connected. Baraka's own fist hit her with an uppercut in her jaw before that, her head snapped back, drool spattered up into the air in an arc as she stumbled backwards. Baraka followed her, sending more punches at her cute face and ribs, her head snapping from side to side, her body arching, and she kept stumbling back until she was not far from the cage. Baraka made a quick roundhouse kick, straight to her solar plexus, sending her slamming ass-first into the cage wall, chainlink fence rattling audibly, and Rommeliza was gasping for air, her eyes and mouth wide open.

What happened next happened so quickly. Nobody, not anyone of the humans present anyway, expected this. But Baraka did not mess with her, in the next moment his sword extended out of his arm and he struck her right under her ribs. Rommelize let out a pathetic whimper as he held her impaled on his bone sword, sword that went through her, out her back and through the chainlink fence behind her. He whipped his left arm down away from her and second bone-sword slid out, which he rammed through her as well, just to the left of the first one. With a grunt he sat down a little and then stood up, lifting the girl up, his muscles bulging in effort. But it looked like the most effort was caused not by the girl's weight, but by the fact that he had to rip through the chainlink fence behind her with his pointy but otherwise dull swords.

Rommeliza chocked and gulped, coughed and then blood leaked out of her mouth. Baraka opened his and gladly let her blood fall into his, her drank it and growled, growled with laughter. After drinking her blood he roared, pulled his right sword out of her, spraying blood on the floor, and rammed it right between her eyes. Her eyes crossed as she tried to look at it right before it impaled her brain, her face and forehead got a bit caved in from it as well, increasing the effect.

Baraka stepped away from the wall, and lifted the defeated and killed fighter up over his head, impaled on his two swords, one through her chest, another through her forehead, slowly her fresh corpse was sliding down his swords, blood leaking down them and dripping from the open wound on her chest. Her skirt got pulled up in the process of it all, looking more like a belt around her waist, leaving her ass exposed, everyone could see her panties and cameltoe. Baraka turned towards Shao Kahn, presenting her to him.

"Baraka... Wins... Flawless Victory. Brutality!" Shao Kahn declared, and the entire crowd of creatures laughed and jeered. Humans... some were shocked and terrified, in horror or crying for the dead girl. Some... disappointed. Some even to the point of cursing the useless piece of meat for wasting yet another chance at saving their realm and spitting on the floor.

Baraka dropped her carelessly on the floor, in a heap, on it's way out the sword in her head broke more of her skull and part of her brain was left stuck on his sword, until he pulled both swords back into his arms, and it all rained on the floor. Portal opened again and everyone who was not human started to leave. Before leaving Baraka reached down, however, grabbed her panties into his fist, and roughly ripped them off her. Looking in the eyes of humans he sniffed it and pocketed her panties, leaving the area last. Portal closed. And the bar got silent. Everyone sitting around and processing what just happened. With Rommeliza's brutally killed corpse lying still in the middle of the cage, with blood pool slowly ground around her, her arms and legs at odd angles, legs spread and her panties missing, leaving her pussy exposed.

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R Red Death Mortal Kombaty enough? :)

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Next (any name you like). I would also like to expect some sort of fight scene ending in death, not necessarily Mortal Kombat though.

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Becca stood off to the side, fuming in anger. She had followed Lori, the small blonde woman sitting and posing on the rocks by the sea, and was keeping out of sight. The bitch had stolen her dreams away from her. Becca deserved the modeling job, but the fools gave it to Lori instead.

"Good job Lori," the photographer said. The tanned blonde woman got up to her feet and smiled. The camera guy was cute. She wondered if he was single. Actually, she didn't really care either way. She always got what she wanted, and right now she wanted the camera guy.

"Hey, bitch!"

Lori's head whipped sideways as she recognized the voice. It was that ugly bitch Becca. She thought she had a right to the modeling job, but it was obvious to everyone that Lori deserved it more.

Lori sighed. The cute photographer would have to wait.

Becca stomped towards Lori and the photographer. The photographer got out of the way fast, knowing better than to get between two quarreling women. He made sure to keep his camera at the ready though, just in case.

"You know this job should have been mine!" Becca shouted as she slapped Lori across the face.

"Ow, you fucking bitch!"

Lori retaliated, but the slap was blocked. Becca balled her hand into a fist and smashed it across the smaller blonde woman's face. Lori fell to the ground and smacked the side of her head against the hard rocky ground below her.

"Ahh, fuck!"

Becca gave her no time to recover. She could see that Lori was bleeding, but she didn't care. She wanted this bitch dead. She kicked her hard in her soft stomach.

"OOF! STOP! COUGH! PLEASE!"

Becca kicked and stomped on the blonde girl's body as she was curled up on the rocks, blood slowly leaking out of the side of her head. Lori's protests grew quieter and more slurred as the seconds ticked by.

The photographer made sure to get some good shots of the action.

Becca bent down and grabbed a wad of Lori's hair and pulled her up to her knees, which were now bleeding from the rocky ground. Becca slammed her knee into the blonde girl's face, and her nose exploded into a spray of blood.

"OUGHGH! NO! PLEA-GYUH!"

Becca was mad with rage. She kneed the poor girl in the face until it was a bloody mess. A tooth flew out of her mouth after her last stirke. A string of blood dripped down out of her mouth onto her small pink bikini top. Becca grabbed onto that top and ripped it off. She smeared the blood that was on the top all over her face, then cackled maniacally.

"Holy shit," the photographer mumbled to himself. "That bitch is insane! I should do something!"

He kept taking photos.

Lori hung there, being held up by her hair, her arms swaying limply at her sides. Her face was a mess, and she was wheezing and sobbing. She tried begging Becca to stop, but she couldn't form full words anymore, just grunts and mumbles. Her petite breasts were on full display now, but she barely even noticed. All she knew was that everything hurt, and she wanted it all to end.

Lori soon got her wish.

Becca let go of Lori's hair and kicked the girl in the chest, sending her flying back into the water with a loud splash. Becca dove in after her and grabbed the back of the defenseless girl's head, then shoved it under the water. Lori's arms flailed around above the water as the rest of her body was submerged.

"That's it, Lori. I'm going to drown you! Die! DIE! DIEEEE!"

The photographer wondered if he was going to get in trouble for not helping. He shrugged and continued snapping photos of the fight, which had now turned into a murder.

Lori was inhaling water as her body contracted violently as it tried to force her to breathe. Her lungs were filling up with water, and her flailing was growing more and more intense, until finally, it stopped and her arms went limp. The only sounds now were those of the waves crashing against the shore, a few seagulls flying by overhead, and Becca's heavy breathing. She held Lori's head under the water for another full minute before finally letting go. The small blonde girl's body floated upwards and was laying face down in the water, her arms and legs splayed out, her body bobbing up and down with the waves in the ocean.

Becca fixed her gaze on the photographer, and he let out a pathetic whimper.

"You! You're MY photographer now!"

She climbed out of the water and back onto the rocks. She started posing, and the photographer took pictures frantically of the crazed woman in front of her. Lori's dead floating body remained in the background of most of the shots.

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Julia's looking pretty worn out here, somebody should put her out of her misery!

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Hey everyone! Thought I'd give this ago.

The fight had been brutal.

Bloodied and bruised, Julia found herself backed into a corner, staring at her formidable opponent. She put her fists up, ready for battle but she knew the end was near. So did he.

Smiling, the large man they called Beefcake undid his tight purple briefs, letting his large phallus snake out into view. Julia had given it her best shot, but there wasn't much else she had to give. The beating was inevitable and the savage fucking afterward was already bearing down on her mind.

"Like it?" smiled Beefcake, stroking his manhood.

Julia grunted in response. A defiant, angry gruff that came out her lips and between her bloody, clenched teeth.

"Still don't get it, do you?" Beefcake growled.

"The way I see it, you have to options...get down on your knees and suck me off, then take your medicine like a good, little slut!" He snapped.

"Or we do it the hard way, I beat you from pillar to post and turn you into a pain-slut before fucking your brains out!"

The choices she had made in the last twenty-four hours, now began playing through her head. It began with calling Beefcake out, calling him a pussy and challenging him to a fight. When he refused, she had resorted to dirtier tactics, interfering in his bouts and causing him to loose several fights. Even that failed to get his attention.

Things began to get ugly, when she began stalking him. Julia snuck into his house and beat up his brother, stole his prized championship belt and pawned it off to spite him. It worked. What she hadn't anticipated was his skill. Julia was foolish to think she was better, and now all that pent up rage glittering in his eyes, sent a chill down her spine.

"The hard way it is then," Beefcake said with a calm smile.

Julia began sinking into the corner as he cracked his knuckles and walked towards her. His steps were slow and measured, letting the gravity of the beating Julia was about to take, sink in to her psyche. She let out a soft groan, when Beefcake pressed her into the turnbuckles, his chest meeting hers and his phallus resting between her legs.

Now resigned to her fate, Julia dropped her hands and prepared for the beating of a lifetime.

Blood mixed with spit landed on the apron, and Beefcake's large fist painted her cheek purple. She bent over from a hard punch to her abs, then stared at the ceiling as a huge uppercut landed on her chin. She shrieked as a punch flattened her breast, then wailed in agony as another detonated in her pussy.

Beefcake was brutal, taking his time in dismantling Julia. He beat her face to a blood red pulp, then began working on her stomach. Punch after punch traced a line of abuse from her stomach to her chest, leaving bruises in their wake.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" She screamed as a fist collided with her rib.

"AHHH! FUCCCCKKK!" She squealed as another knuckle roughed up her pussy.

"UNGHHHHH!" She cried as Beefcake buried another fist deep into her belly.

Julia gasped as Beefcake's fingers crumpled and tore off her top. Then he proceeded to batter her breasts red and purple with sadistic punches.

"OHHHHHH GODDDDD!" screamed Julia as a fist squished her breast back into her ribs. He dug his knuckles in deep, grinding it on her breast as she wailed in agony. Then he grabbed her nipples and twisted. He rotated and twisted them like knobs, then flicked them with his fingers like they were little switches.

He dragged Julia out of the corner by her nipples and her exhausted body limped along to the centre of the ring. Beefcake's forehead crashed into the centre of her face, sending her hair flying in the air, throwing off small beads of sweat. Her nostrils flared and shot out a stream of blood that landed on Beefcake's chest.

"AUNGH!" She yelled and fell to her knees, clutching her bloody nose. A knee to her chin made her face the ceiling again.

"You know why I refused to fight you?," growled Beefcake, gleefully punching her in the nose again.

"You are not strong or courageous like the other women," Julia's face spun to one side taking another fist.

"You don't have what it takes to be a champion," He growled as smashed a knee into the centre of her breasts.

"UNGH! GAWK!" Julia retched spit from her mouth.

"You are worthless..." He held her head up by her hair.

"You are weak..." Beefcake leant in to add weight to his words.

"UFFFFFF!" She screamed, taking another punch to her face. He grabbed her hair and stared Julia right in semi-conscious eyes.

"You are pathetic..." Beefcake pulled Julia to her feet and led her to the corner. He smashed her head into the turnbuckle, then flipped her around to administer another fist to her belly. He followed it up with a chop to her bruised breasts.

Julia's eyes opened wide and her mouth hung open. A scream emerged from the pit of her stomach, making its way through her battered chest and to her throat. It died there and burst into a cacophony of violent shrieks in her head, ping-ponging between her ears, merging into a single, static, hum that assaulted her ear drums.

"Most of all," Beefcake leant in and whispered into her ear.

He spread her legs open on the ropes and his fingers rubbed her muff with slow, measured strokes, letting Julia have a brief reprieve of pleasure before the pain.

"Most of all, you are just a pussy begging to be used!"

Julia gasped in terror as Beefcake tore off her bottom. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth for what was to come.

It began with a knee that buried deep between her legs, flaring her nerves and sending waves of pain through her body. She screamed when he followed up with a punch, then a kick. His leather boot bruised her opening, and his punches roused her body with stinging pain that crackled through her muscles as they tensed up.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" She threw her head up in dismay.

Beefcake wrapped an arm around her throat, and took her raw on the ropes. He fucked her mercilessly, pounding her battered pussy and leaving her screaming in agony. Soon, with a guttural yell, he came deep within her and slammed her face into the mat.

Julia landed on her cheek, her body caught up in the ropes and her pussy dripping with cum. Beefcake licked his lips at the sight of her toned back.

"AHHHH! UNGH! UFFF!" She cried in rhythm with his stomps and kicks. He ran his sharp fingernails from her shoulder blades to her tailbone, leaving scratches all over her skin. She plonked to the mat and rolled around in agony.

He put an end to her rolling with a hard stomp to her chest, then dropped an elbow to her stomach. Julia sat up, clutching her abs and drooling, with spit running down the side of her lips. Then her cheek compressed around his boot, her eyes half-closed as more spit flew out of her mouth.

She fell to her face on the mat, battered, used and beaten. Her arms lay limp by her side, her legs spread and her pussy dripping her opponent's cum. Julia had dreamed of this day, the day when she finally went up against Beefcake and beat him to secure a title shot. Instead, she lay squirming on the mat, beaten, barely conscious and Beefcake's bitch.

"You done yet?" Another voice boomed across the empty arena and Julia felt terror crawl up her spine. She could recognise that voice anywhere. It was Beefcake's brother. The man she had beaten up to steal the belt.

"You took your sweet ass time showing up, didn't you, was getting bored beating this pathetic slut!" growled Beefcake.

"Yeah, don't get me started on the traffic..." sighed Cheesecake. He was just as tall and strong, as his brother. Julia had jumped him with a blow to the skull and then proceeded to beat him half to death, when she stole Beefcake's belt.

"Looks like you got her nice and warmed up!" He rubbed his hands together, licking his lips at the sight of Julia.

She watched him slowly climb the steel ramp and then step into the ring. His boot rested near her face and she looked up to see his sinister smile.

"Yeah...didn't want to go too hard on her, saved some for you!" said Beefcake.

Julia heard his boot thud into the mat, as he took a circle around her battered body, eyeing it up and down, and forming a game plan for a new beating.

"Oh man!" Cheesecake threw his hands up.

"What?" said Beefcake surprised.

"Did you have to fuck her before I got here? We would have fucked this bitch's brains out at home anyway!"

Beefcake shrugged and climbed out of the ring.

"Ah...ungh..." Julia moaned as Cheesecake lifted her head up.

"You ready?" He asked and smiled as she trembled in fear.

A few hours later, Julia found herself sandwiched between the men, double penetrated and being fucked hard. Her battered body stung all over. Cheesecake had given her another hard beating and brought her home for dessert. She could barely stay consciousness through the rough fucking but that didn't seem to bother the men.

NEXT: I nominate a beatdown scenario for Wonder Woman against a formidable male villain.
 

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Wonder woman v.s First born

Diana went in the galls of Mt. Olympus, reaching this point was quite a tough journey for her as she battled with many other gods before reaching this place. After a hard fiught battle with his brother Hercules she finally won and close to her goal of destroying olympus. Diana opened the big double door leading to her last fight before fighting her father Zeus. After opening the door she was greeted with a huge body tackling her towards the wall.

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As soon as i opened the door a titanic body rushed towards me and tackled me to the wall, i can't help but scream as my back impacted the wall shattering and making a crater on it, "Aggh!! M-my back" my injuries while fighting rhe other gods seems to be not fully recovered, at this rate i can't fight to the fullest. I suddenly felt ny body being crushed by a tremendous amount of force, my ribs creaking, "AGHHH~~ stop m-my body!" I tried to atleast reason with rhis brute to give me time to recover but tge only reply i got was a grunt, i feel the world going upside down and then darkness covered my vision along with a horrendous amountbof pain in my head,"Aghhggh!!!" I let out a muffled scream as my face is under the ground. I faintly heard a voice that said "are you really this weak sister?" I don't have any brothers left after i killed most of them, aside from... no...no how can HE be HERE? He was banished by father to the abyss for being to cruel and ruthless the vrother withiut a name, First born! I felt my legs gettinggripped hard and my body being pulled up, my fears were confirmed, it was actually first born fear screams in my head, at my state i can't beat him at all evn at my best i would be highly troubled. I tried to reach his hands but....




Diana was thrown from left to right by her legs, she was getting her whole body slammed from one side to another illuciting screams, after a few more swings her legs broke, loud screams were heard coupled with begging the amazonian princess woes were not heard. First born punched her beautiful face to shut her up after he throws her back first to the ground making a deep crated, he kounter her and pummeled her face with his powerful punches, he didn't stop until she was moaning and coughing from the blood her beautiful body was beaten and bloodied from debris and being thrown, her legs were bent in odd angles, first born could easily kill her to avenge his former family but choose not too. He took her lasso and tie her up to a pillar where her bloodied and beaten body is tied up to be left for dead or eaten by the vultures.



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Next: Stephanie just like the first few content of this thread make it like mortal combat or even add a sex scene if you want but the ending shiuld be the same as the topic of the thread, FINISH HER!
 

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Poor Stephanie, luck was not at her side this evening. She was making one mistake after another before realizing it. First mistake was signing up for a fight with "First one to hit the mat loses, how you get there is up to you" rules, and no limits. Second was not withdrawing once she learned her opponent was a big ass muscled dude, a head taller than her with his biceps as thick as her sexy thighs.

The fight was going for a minute or two, and she knew she was losing. The crowd was trying to cheer her up to help her, but there was, as usual, the opposing side with their own view on the problem, meaning they were cheering the guy up to fuck her up. Her smirked but it looked like he was mostly toying with her and occasionally trying to drop her. Once he even picked her up over his head in military press position and dropped her down, but by some miracle she managed to land on her arms and feet, which, of course, saved her from losing the fight in that moment.

But then she did another mistake. Seeing how this was a NHB fight she went for a low blow, and she hit him good in the nuts. Oh how loud the guy's howl was... But that also indicated the end of Stephanie.

He went on an absolute rampage after that. With a feral snarl on his face the muscled man approached the girl in bikinis. This time he did not let her punches land, he redirected them to the sides before grabbing her bikini top in the middle and pulling her in by it. It snapped in his hand leaving her topless, but not before forcing her to stumble in his direction and immediately his right fist was driven into her belly. With her mouth in an O shape she could not, however, double over for he was now also holding her neck with his left hand, but the punch to her guts caused her legs to spread just enough for the dude to deliver his second attack - a brutal knee between her legs now, followed by three more, each shuddering her entire body, as if he was trying to repay her. And knowing she had no balls to hurt he felt he had to really drive it home.

Feeling like that was not enough he walked with her towards the wall of the cage and used it to lift her off the floor by her neck, pinned to the wall. With her crotch now at a more comfortable height he started to punch it with his fist, against and again, grunting in anger each time. The girl clawed at his hand trying to free herself, her eyes wide open in pain and terror. And finally there was a crack, her pubic bone did not hold and cracked. He pulled his fist and punched her there one more time, and was finally satisfied to hear her croacking loud enough for him to be sure he dealt enough pain to her crotch.

But apparently he, himself, was still hurting, still feeling pain from the low blow, and he continued to attack the poor girl. He looked into her face as he started to ram fist after fist into her chest, each punch was shuddering not just her ribcage but entire cage wall. Most people in the crowd even stopped cheering and jeering, not believing their eyes. The air was filled with background music and sounds of man's fist slamming into girl's chest, grunts that it was forcing out of her and the sound of the cage rattling. Her bare tits jumping with each punch. Then there was a crack. And another. Blood spattered out of Stephanie's mouth over his muscular chest. And with the next punch his fist sank half way into her chest with another horrible crack and even more blood spattered out of her mouth and dripped off her chin. She started at him with wide open eyes, full of terror and disbelief, and then her pretty eyes rolled up into her head. Her body twitched once, twice and went still. Her ribcage did not hold, it cracked and her heart was crushed inside of it.

He let go of her and stepped away, finally releasing the girl. She stood against the wall for a few moments and then dropped on her knees with a heavy thud, her tits jumped, arms dangled and head swayed with more blood and drool leaking out of her mouth, mouth that remained open after her final screams. She stood like that on her knees for a few more seconds, tits exposed only bikini bottoms still on her body. Her head tilted to the side and backwards, her eyes white, dead expression on her face. Then slowly she tilted forward and hit the mat with her chest and face, with another crunch coming from both. Her tits squished against the floor. Her feet and ankles went up after the fall and dropped, hips swayed and soon she was still.

The dude looked around at the stunned crowd, frowning and snarling, breathing heavily. He then audibly gathered drool in his mouth and spat it on her corpse, a thick glob of drool landing on her back. Man leaned down, grabbed her bikini bottoms, the only remaining piece of clothing, and yanked hard. The material did not hold and snapped, her hips swayed a bit again with another jiggle of her ass and she was left naked. That's when finally the crowd processed it and went loud again. More than half the crowd... loved the show! They roared and cheered and chanted his name, while others... Well, others were mostly drowned out.


"Fucking bitch hit me in the balls!" he muttered, with almost a justifying tone, shaking his head and finally left the cage, throwing her panties on the floor.


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Next up: Anjela
Suggestions: As usual I would prefer a death outcome. Considering how she's flexing in these photos I think some bone breaking is in order, but it's just a suggestion.

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Hah, fun fact that I do not only know that woman but even speak with her several times. Anjela Semenova. I will write post about her toimorrow, atlest it is finally a tought girl and to a weak one.
 

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Hah, fun fact that I do not only know that woman but even speak with her several times. Anjela Semenova. I will write post about her toimorrow, atlest it is finally a tought girl and to a weak one.
Haha, that's fun! Well, personally just found some photos on social media that I liked. I'm actually surprised that it took like 9 years for someone to recognize one of the girls like that.

Well, not counting world-known celebs with millions of followers of course.
 

Tilltomorrow

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We don't ask questions. We do what we are told and paid for. Bosses always pay, they know that we are good at our job. So we don't ask questions. If the bosses want us to set the shop on fire with the owner inside, then we'll do it. If they say to kill a child, we will do it. Yes, we may not like it. We are unlikely to like it if we are told to do something especially cruel with a child, although we will understand that this is necessary, that it was already decided. We signed up for it, we are very good at it. So when we were told to end one girl, we just moved on.
Steve and I work together. We are strong broad-shouldered guys who can handle several guys even bigger than ours. We are cunning and do not go ahead if there is no need for it. We've done a lot of things and we're wrapped up to the throat in blood. So when we were told to deal with the girl, we were going to do it. It's not that unusual. We don't have any sentimental nonsense about women and their immunity.
Therefore, we did not immediately understand why we were told to kill her personally, with our hands. Beat to death. No, they said “get rid of her”, which meant that she should not be left alive. And we were told “knock the shit out of her, she should not die quickly and easily, let her feel who she messed up with”.
We can kill an ordinary woman in a couple of seconds - we can shoot her, stab her and much more. But we were given to understand that we would have to finish her personally with our own hands.
We only knew she could hit back. We do not ask questions, we do not understand why this or that person crossed the path of the bosses. We are paid - we kill.
And when we came for her, she was at home. We quietly got inside, disabling the alarm, checking to see if cameras and other things were installed in advance that could give us away. We know our business, we work cleanly where it is needed. And we purely came to her when she was in her living room. She, like a gymnast, stretched in an exercise, raised her legs up, strained her muscular back, arched her hard like stone belly, bulging under her skin in defined muscle waves that parted around a deep navel. We could just run into her house, turn off the lights, and gut her open before she can even see us. But we were given to understand that she should see us. And she saw. And she was obviously waiting for us. She looked at us all in the same position, slowly sank to the floor and just as slowly got up.
She has a strong body. Well rained, young, flexible, with muscles protruding under the skin, tensing with every movement, tearing outward, sinew, short, bright red fiery hair, a wide jaw, broad shoulders, powerful arms, a prominent belly and strong legs, slender, with fleshy buffed thighs and calves.
She didn't look scared. Her gaze was that of a she-wolf, a beast that would fight to the end. We already understood why they wanted us to deal with her in this way. Whatever she does, she's a fighter. And the bosses want us to make her lose. Fight in a fight that will be her last.
We didn't realize how dangerous it was. They didn't understand even when her short body tensed like a spring, when she clung together, tensing the muscles that appeared under the skin all over her body. They understood only when this beast in the body of a woman rushed at Steve. The first thing she did was throw her hand forward, sticking out her fingers and aiming a brush at my partner's throat. Her fingers entered his throat to the palm of his hand. She did not have time to shout, his eyes bulged, his face was distorted in a grimace, and he himself could not move. This same wild animal did not lose a minute. She was going to attack me, but she was not stupid and first decided to deal with Steve, who was kicked right in the head with a roundabout. Her body, strong and flexible like rubber, turned around, a sinewy muscular leg shot up, the meat of the muscles swollen and hardened, and my partner fell somewhere to the side. At that point, I was just beginning to understand what was going on, but she was faster. We missed the moment when we could end this quickly. She rushed towards me and the next moment I felt a piercing pain in my leg, as if they were going to cut it down, although it was her kick in my knee. I was surprised it didn't just pop out of the joint. But it was not the time for me to think about it, because the pain had moved down to my groin area. She grabbed me violently between my legs and squeezed. I felt her steely grip on my balls and squeezed, as if trying to squeeze the juice out of them. I was about to scream in excruciating pain as her free hand slammed into my wrist below my chest. My breathing almost stopped, my eyes clouded with pain, tears flowed uncontrollably. My stomach was bursting with throbbing pain, and bile rose up my throat, burning. My ridiculous scream was a mixture of belching and screaming as her hand jerked back, only to dig into my stomach, relaxed from unbearable pain. The girl, like a jackhammer, began to drive her hand into my belly, inflicting almost a couple of blows per second. I was in many fights and was in extreme pain, but my stomach then from the stomach to the groin experienced something that I could not even imagine how overwhelming this pain was. It seems to me that my brain simply did not have time to lose consciousness, which is why I was able to feel these torments. Her hand had already torn my stomach for the twentieth time, her fist with knuckles, like a rake in a garden, interfered with my insides, tore them to shreds.
Steve saved me. His hands wrapped around her neck and tightened around her throat in a grip. He pulled her away from me while she continued to hit me in a rage, now kicking where she could. I understand that only her rage and rage allowed me to survive then. This girl was a demon and would have killed me right there with her bare hands. If it wasn't for Stephen. While she clutched at his elbows with her hands and tried to disengage his hands, with the last of my strength I rushed forward at her and with all my strength smacked her right in the jaw. I couldn't stand and the pain clouded my mind, so I just collapsed on the floor under my own weight, hoping that I would be able to wake up.
I came to my senses and saw that Steve was able to handle it. My blow, as he later explained, managed to knock her out. Still, the whole blow and delivery were on my side. Because of the pain, I could not think well and listened to him. I snarled like a wounded animal and rushed in agony to the bathroom, where I vomited into the toilet, over which I leaned over exhausted. I vomited until my stomach was empty, and then I rolled over and sat on this toilet already on purpose. My insides were bursting with pain as I examined what had recently been the contents of my body, I saw an abundance of blood in it. Needless to say, how badly my groin hurt. I could hardly walk.
But we're here to get the job done. We are professionals. Steve was also wounded - blood was flowing from his mouth, he could hardly speak, and then only wheezing. But we must finish what we started. And now it's personal.
Having eaten painkillers, we returned to the girl, whom Steve preemptively tied hand and foot. She hurt us, we'll hurt her.
We threw her back on the floor. Steve jumped on her stomach with a running start, which instinctively tensed at the moment of his landing and even managed to compensate for his weight due to the abdominal muscles, which the girl had very little. She was groaning in pain and screaming like a wild animal. I would have joined my partner in crushing her belly, but my own barely allowed me to move. Steven lifted her up onto the arm of the sofa. Her back hit him and arched, arching forward with her exposed belly. I rushed over to her and smacked her as hard as I could into her guts. The devil pumped up such a strong belly that my fist barely punched her insides. I began to stir up her giblets with a continuous hail of blows, and her stone belly resounded with a dull drumming, although if an adult man had been in her place, I would have heard only the squelching of crushed entrails. Steve helped me out and joined the evisceration. We struck blow after blow without interruption. The girl suffered at first, but quickly realized that there was no point in this and began to scream in pain. Soon the agony consumed him and she began to convulse, shaking her head from side to side and screaming at the top of her lungs.
Stephen put his hand on my shoulder. His gaze spoke for itself. This meant that we were carried away and wasting time. He bent down and picked her up in his arms, walked over to the metal pole on which she had apparently practiced the exercises earlier, and leaned her back against it. He himself went behind the pole and grabbed the girl's wrists and ankles, pulling her body like a bow around the pole, resting against it with the center of her back. Her ribs splayed out to the sides, releasing the muscles of a strong abdomen, they punched her jock in a relief and flattened, covering her stomach with indestructible armor. With acceleration, I dug my fist into her very navel, applying all my weight. She howled again, but we paid no attention to her howling. I methodically began to drive fist after fist into her abs, which were as strong as a tree trunk, with great difficulty pushing through it, tearing her muscles a little with each blow, covering her skin with abrasions and bruises, trying to get at least a little into her intestines.
Unfortunately, the pole turned out to be the weakest link in this scheme, and in one of my blows it simply could not stand it and fell off. The girl fell to the floor while my partner continued to hold her. He put his foot on her back, and I began to strike with the toe of my boot under her ribs and oblique muscles of the abdomen. When she began to burp in pain, I took a pyramid-shaped piece that was lying on her shelf, most likely a souvenir, and put it on the floor. I looked into Steve's eyes and he immediately understood me. He threw her on the floor, belly right on the pyramid that I had placed. She screamed, and with all my weight I stomped on her back, driving the pyramid even deeper into her intestines. Stephen stepped over her and turned his back to the center of her back, grabbed her legs and lifted her up. I sat all the way around, turning my back to him, sat down, threw her hands over my hips, grabbed her by the chin and pulled back like a rein. The next moment I stood up and she was stretched under us. Steve pulled her legs over his knees, wrapping her in a crescent moon, I did the same, but pulled her chin. She curled up like a wheel, her back tensed to the limit, muscles protrude under the skin all over her body, she groaned, her breath hitched, and her abs, her strong trained abs were stretched by the bones of the thighs and ribs, became as flat as her voluminous relief muscles would allow. He was as hard as her body could possibly be. Almost without saying a word, we sat down on the floor in an instant. We sat down, touching the backs and center of our victim's back. She herself planted her press stretched to the limit exactly on the pyramid under her. She dug her top above the navel. Even thousands of workouts will not prepare the body for this. The object under her belly tore through her muscles, as I soon discovered. It barely cut through her skin, but at that moment it went inside, it crushed her muscles, still tense, but not hard enough to withstand such a thing. The object under her stomach dug into her intestines, mashed them, turned them around, dug into part of the stomach and caused a rush of bile in her throat, and when we tightened our legs and began to move her from side to side, the object under her stomach began to drive circles inside her insides, crush her intestines, tear her stomach. She was taller, screaming, moaning, interrupted when her stomach could not stand it and vomiting poured out of her throat, making it difficult even to breathe. We tortured her for ten minutes and only then let her go. She lay motionless on the same object below her in a puddle of her vomit, and as we noticed urine, most likely we touched not only her digestive system.
We thought she was done. After this, it remains only to finish it off. Steve leaned over to her and lifted her head up by her hair. It was a mistake, man. At the same moment, she tensed up with her whole body, I can’t even imagine what pain she had to overcome for this. She wriggled and somehow pulled Steve towards her, while at the same time, due to his weight, rising from the floor herself. And while my dumbfounded partner collapsed on the floor in a daze, she managed to rush to the table and grab either a vase or a glass plate and immediately smash it on Steve's head. Before he had time to rise and recover from the blow, she grabbed one of the fragments. I did not have time to stop her - blood poured from Steve's throat, he coughed and grabbed his throat, convulsing. The girl managed to remove the ropes from her hands and was now going to take care of me. All this time I managed to just run up to her. I didn't have time to think of a plan and just fell on her with all my weight. Agony consumed me and I screamed in impotent rage in pain as I felt the pain spread through my stomach. This scum decided to gut me for real. Maybe it was revenge for what we did to her earlier. Blood flooded the floor as it continued to twirl the brush under my weight and dig into my body with a shard of glass. Enraged and under a rush of adrenaline, I managed to grab her hand with which she cut me and twisted her wrist. The shard fell out of her hand, which I immediately put behind her back and pressed on top of the weight, preventing it from escaping. Her stomach was open again and I hurried to fix her in order to be able to attack with impunity. Once white and healthy, her belly was destroyed. All red from the blows and in some places dark blue from the bruises. Right on the navel, a huge black hematoma diverged to the sides. Her stomach twitched nervously, tensing as she struggled to pull away. He was no longer as strong as recently, it was already more difficult to strain him and he held the defense worse. My blows confirmed it, raining down on her unprotected body, ripping through the remnants of muscle and gutting her innards. I didn't hurry, it was already late. I dealt one blow after another, dug into the flesh with all my strength, as if trying to kill, crush something inside it. At some point, she began to vomit again, and the fact that I was close to the target marked the fact that blood flowed from her mouth. She still continued to twitch, although it was more like death convulsions. I slowly got up, took her in my arms and immediately lowered her onto my thigh with force. She weakly arched, lying with the center of her back on my protruding thigh, my leg rested on the floor and supported her in this position. I put my hands together, lifted it over my head and brought it down like a hammer right on the remains of her once-proud abs. Vomit mixed with blood came out of her mouth. My stomach bulged like a crater. I stood up, took her in my arms again and again lowered her to her hip, striking again. Steve didn't move anymore, I knew he was dead. I kept breaking her back and gutting her stomach until she stopped moving. Then I lost consciousness.
 

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I wanted to give her some honour.

Nameless girl next. It is not real person, it was edited. Request something very bad to happen with her abs.
 

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Hello! Longtime lurker of the site, finally decided this would be the perfect time to jump in. Made a couple of changes: she is now named Kimberlee and I gave her a pair of panties as honor, as you have done with the past girl. Her experience won’t be as honorable, however. Enjoy!

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Whether you are gorgeous, have an amazing body, or work as an associate for a business firm, none of that matters when you wake up in a dimly lit place, clad in nothing more than nude-colored panties.

That’s what Kimberlee was coming to grips with as she covered her pert breasts with one arm as she desperately tried to look for something to cover herself up with. She didn’t know how she got there or why she was here. She shuddered at the thought of her supposed captors doing unwanted things to her and she had every right to fear, being clad in nothing but literal underwear after all.

She was stopped in her tracks when she heard footsteps coming her way. Once the figure was in the view, she saw a man with in a black shirt, jeans and sneakers, having spiky white hair and a baseball ball on his shoulders. He had a fit and lean build, not ripped or shredded in any way, but definitely an athletic man.

A startled Kimberlee spoke, “W-who are you? What do you want?”

The man replied, “Who I am doesn’t matter. I’m just here to do my job.”

“And what job is tha-

*wuuump* OUGH!”

Before she could even finish her question, the man rushed her faster than the eye could follow and swung the bat as hard as he could into her bare abdomen. Completely unprepared for blow, the wind was forced out of her lungs, and as she fell to her knees, doubled over, Kimberlee began coughing and trying to regain her breath after. The blow hurt her so much, flexing her abs caused her pain.

The man knelt next to her and said, “My job is to hurt you. You’re gonna have to figure out why, cause I don’t have time to explain that bullshit.”

He grabbed her by the underarms to drag her up, and delivered another hard baseball swing to her belly. She doubled over on impact but the man tried to shove the bat further into her. Whatever air she had desperately gulped has now been replaced by a burning pain in her chest. After long moments, she was allowed to fall to her knees again in pain.

In between gasps, Kimberlee muttered, “…wh-why…are y-you…doing t-this…”

He grabbed her by the hair to look at him as he spoke, “I told you, you don’t need to know why. Take the blows, scream in pain, make this fun for me. That’s all you gotta do.”

Keeping his grasp on her hair, he yanked her up once more and drove the bat edgewise into her gut, striking her in the navel. She cried out in pain as she fell to the floor, but found no reprieve, as while she laid on her back, the man drove the bat down into her gut, like a knight plunging his sword deep into an enemy. The bat struck her in the middle of the abs, causing further pain and damage. Kimberlee rolled on both sides, nearly brought to tears and trying to alleviate the pain.

The man spoke once more, “Congratulations, you’re halfway there. If it makes you feel better, which I doubt it will, I won’t harm a single part of your face. You’re a knockout, I’ll give you that, and it would be a shame to paint you with black eyes or any other facial damage. I won’t do anything down there too, if you catch my drift. However…”

He made her stand up once more and then…

“…I’m gonna have to decimate your toned belly. *WUUUUMPPP*”

…he swung the hardest baseball swing his body could muster into her reddening abs. His efforts were rewarded when a torrent of food and stomach liquid was violently ejected through her mouth. Not only did he hit her stomach, he knew he dealt great damage to it with that blow. She slowly fell to her knees and dropped her head to the now vomit-stained floor.

He threw the baseball bat aside and gave her a few minutes to regain her breath. Breaking her too early wouldn’t be fun anyways. After about five minutes of rest, he dragged her to her feet once more and shoved her to the nearest wall, pinning her by the shoulder with his left forearm, and wiping any vomit she may have had on her face. He gave himself a minute to take in her gorgeous, half-naked form, her exposed breasts rising and falling according to her breathing. He decided to take some of that pleasure by groping her breasts with his free hand. They felt soft, delicate and natural. Despite not as big as he would like it to be, he found them sufficient in satisfying his urges.

Kimberlee, on the other hand, was in too much pain to care. If her breasts will let her take a rest from the beating, she wouldn’t fight it. She would even be willing to take a slap or punch to the face at this point, but she knew he would not choose to do so.. The man thoroughly enjoyed groping her breasts. They were a delight to touch and while he would’ve loved to spend more on time in doing so, he had a job to finish.

After he was done, he said, “That was nice., but I’m gonna love this even more.”

*THUD*

He delivered a hard uppercut with his right fist into her aching abs, directly on her solar plexus.

“AAAAGGHHHH!!”

Kimberly screamed as the pain she felt reached new heights. He was a lean man yet he hit with the force of a bodybuilder. She felt like a battering ram was reaching her spine through her abs. At this point, breathing became intensely difficult, and slowly but surely, it is becoming more difficult for her to breathe properly. Unfortunately for her, he wasn’t finished.

He would continue to drive,

one, *OUUGHH!*

two, *AAAAHHH!*

three, *UNGHHH!* more uppercuts into her toned midsection, further wracking her body in pain and causing internal damage. She thought things couldn’t get worse. She would be proven wrong when switched hands and his left fist struck her directly on the liver, eliciting another scream out of her mouth and her legs giving out on her. He let her fall to the floor, clutching her middle.

Kimberlee was in pain, but she was also in thought. Why was this happening? Who ordered this hit on her? Is she going to die?

Too many thoughts in her mind wasn’t enough to keep her from snapping her back to reality when the man hauled her again to her feet and began a series of punches to her sides. They were not rushed, but he damn made sure each of those punches hurt. She felt her ribs taking the brunt of the damage, which came to a head when he performed a simultaneous punch to both of her sides, catching the ribs and finally cracking a couple of them on both ends. This time, her mouth opened in a silent scream. She felt the cracked ribs threatening to stab her vitals had they have been fractured further. Her entire midsection is nothing but pain and suffering at this moment.

He made her upright again and drove a hard uppercut directly to the stomach. She vomited everything her stomach had at that point, further littering the floor with her bile.

*thud*

He was not satisfied, as another strong punch was driven to her solar plexus. Her abs were a mess at this point, but he didn’t give a shit.

*thud*

Her solar plexus was further violated by another uppercut. Slowly, she losing more air than her body can handle. There is nothing she can do.

*thud*

Another mercilessly deep shot to the abs. The man felt in that punch that was diaphragm was bruised. He was delighted in the fact.

*THUD*

Kimberlee was barely reacting with the blows, but her body reacted the worst when another powerful uppercut found it’s mark on her stomach. With her stomach empty but severely damaged, blood had finally begun to leak from one corner of her mouth. It wasn’t long before she began coughing it too. The man knows he has caused sufficient damage. It was time to end it.

*THUD!*

He drove the deepest and strongest uppercut he can muster to her solar plexus. His fist went so deep that he felt her slow heartbeat for a good while, damaging her vitals to borderline levels and robbing of her air long enough for her to finally lose consciousness. He caught her body as she fell down and gently laid her unto the floor.

Despite beaten to near-death, Kimberlee’s stunning face remained as they were, albeit being pained from said beating and the blood trail running down the corner of her mouth. Her breasts also remained immaculate, the groping having done no damage to them. Her midsection, however, was a canvas of red, black and blue bruises, an evidence that her abdomen took all of the punishment she had to endure today.

The man took a focused breath, closed his eyes and when he opened them, he is able to see through Kimberlee’s belly, an X-ray vision of sorts, in order to survey the damage he had done.

“Let’s see…cracked ribs on both sides…moderate damage to the intestines…badly brusied diaphragm, my favorite…ah, now the blood coughs made sense, had I gone just a bit stronger, both her liver and stomach would have been ruptured by now. Luckily, it only came close. She’ll live, but she’ll need medical attention quickly.”

Just as he was done examining her injuries, a big Russian man walked toward him. He spoke to him, saying, “Good timing. Go put some clothes on her and leave her at the planned destination. Medics will be sure to find her there.”

The Russian man quietly nodded as the man walked away from the scene, leaving the former to take care of everything.

Kimberlee would awaken to find herself in a hospital. How she got there was a complete mystery to her, but she was lucky to make it out of that alive. Once she was recovered physically, she when to work and backed out of a deal her firm was supposed to make, allowing a competitor of theirs to close out said deal. She would not see herself in another situation like that ever again.

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No damage to the head, face & crotch

Attacks to the abdomen & lower back are encouraged

Knock her unconscious with an attack to the belly, therefore, non-death ending
 

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