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The Brazilian beauty smiled coyly at Julio as he helped her step out of the Limo. Of course, she was stunning tonight, and the man couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She wore a red cocktail dress with a high rounded neckline and long sleeves, all formed by slightly stretchy woven fabric. The zipper was on the side giving the mini skirt a side slit. Adriana was famous for her perfect body and long, slender legs. The outfit was designed to highlight these features.

After a night of flattery, dancing, and expensive drinks she wasn’t sure she could turn Julio down. But this was just the second date, and she was going to make him wait, even if she didn’t want to herself. However, before he drove off into the night, she pushed him against the car, grabbed the back of his head, then shoved her tongue down his throat. Poor Julio was standing at attention and couldn’t remember his own name by the time she was through with him.

Julio finally left, and she turned to go into her boarding house. She decided then that there was going to be a 3rd date and he was going to seal the deal. She was so lost in thought, that she only noticed the men loitering outside the door of her apartments when she was already upon them.

Adriana’s heart skipped a beat, but she tried to act cool. She looked through her purse for her bear pepper spray and pretended she hadn’t noticed them. All three of them had the broad shoulders, thick necks, and huge Hulk Hogan arms of body builders. The crime families liked to hire guys from the gyms in the area as enforcers. Adriana was taller than the average, like most models, but these men towered over her.

One guy, smoking a cheap cigarette, ogled her.

"Damn!" He said through a puff, "Julio is doing well for himself..." He stood up and moved towards her, stopping just inches away from her. He was the smallest of the three, but still huge, with a boxer’s physique. His confidence made him even more intimidating. “… real well.”

The girl found the pepper spray in her purse but hesitated to use it. “Y…your friends of Julio?”

"Yeah we know him. Probably not as well as you know him." The man grinned, a jaw full of gold teeth. Without warning he stepped in a little closer, the movement startled her, and she let out a yelp that gave away her fear.

This would turn out be the least of the night’s problems, as the man cocked back his arm and buried a fist up into the soft flesh of the girl's belly. His punch landed under Adriana’s breasts and just above her abs, a clean shot to the solar plexus. He used all 179lbs of his body to drive through her size 4 frame.

“Ulf!” The girl lifted her arms and she stumbled as her body absorbed the man’s fist. Exercise was a religion for her, but the mans fist ploughed through her 24 inch waist like she’d never done a sit up before. The blow met her stomach and nearly went through the other side with no protest. It was like punching a feather pillow.

“Guuuh..!” Adriana moaned deeply as all the air was forced out of her tight body. The punch had really rocked her world and she was afraid of passing out. She doubled down clawing at the man’s chest trying stay standing but her legs flailed like a baby deer.

The lead man shoved her backwards into the arms of his two bigger companions. They spared no time slapping her hard on the ass and pinching and twisting till she was brought to her toes. He used the cigarette in his hand as a pointer. "Get her into that alley over there. We don't need any unwanted attention.”

Adriana was dragged into the dark alley next to her building and was thrown roughly to the ground. She curled up over her knees and held her aching stomach still fighting for breath.

"OMYGOD!" she heard herself say through the buzzing in her ears. "OMYGOD it hurts... it hurts so much." The thugs were standing on either side of her, working their hands into fists. The leader caught up to them pulling her to her feet by the hair.

"You want this to end Chica?" he asked quietly. Adrianna murmured something throaty and unintelligible.

"Well it's not going to end until you play a game with us. Don’t worry, we’re not going to rape you, not this time. We’re just going to beat the crap out of you. Hit you in that little belly till you can’t take it anymore; and you can thank your gambling, money borrowing, dead beat, asshole boyfriend for tonight's games by the way."

“What?” Adriana was stunned. Realization hit her. Julio had no money. Julio had been buying her clothes and taking her on expensive dates. He had paid for her glamour photos so she could go on auditions. But Julio was broke and couldn’t afford any of that so he was borrowing money from these goons. She never cared where the money was coming from, but now she was going to pay the price for Julios’s mistakes.

He patted her suffering stomach. "You ever played HORSE?"

When Adrianna didn't answer right away, the man continued, "Sure you have. Athletic babe like you has played basketball before. One of us is going to punch you in the belly like this…”

“Huug!” The Boxer pulled her forward and curled another fist into her tummy. The man let her drop and she flap-jacked onto the street then rolled over holding her gut.

“We’re gonna give you a few seconds to try and spell ‘Horse’.” Adriana raised her arms to fend the man off as grabbed her by the scalp again and yanked her to her feet. “One letter at a time, nice and slow. And if you don’t give us a letter…”

He wrapped his arms under hers in a boxer’s clinch and lifted his knee into the meat of her stomach. The Brazilian beauty’s eyes bulged as her little body came off the ground. The little air she had managed to gasp exploded out of her violently. “Woof!”

“It’s okay gorgeous.” The Boxer cooed gently. He supported her as she fell to her knees. “You’ll get through this, your boyfriend will pay up, and you’ll have a long career. We’re not going to mess up your face, that would be a real shame.”

To be continued...

 

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Hands were on her again, lifting her not so gently and slamming her into the brick wall of the alley. Adrianna looked up to see the ugly face of the bigger of the two thugs just before he buried his big fist into her belly. “Huuuugh!”

“Okay, just like when you were a cheerleader.” Said the Boxer calmly. “Gimme and ‘H’!”

The woman was managing to stay on her feet. Her hands were down by her sides gripping the alley wall, doing nothing to protect her midsection. She managed to sob “H!”

They tossed her towards the third man. Adrianna stumbled like drunk giraffe until the man caught her in a head lock and drove his knee up into her gut. He was excited and hit her much harder than he had intended. The girl’s limbs flailed as she hung impaled on the mans knee, her eyes were wide with shock. “Oooooh!”

The brute let Adrianna go, and she dropped like a rock, unconscious. The man made to kick the girl again, but the Boxer intervened. He got between Adrianna and the Brute and held his hands up. “Whoa there turbo! We don’t want to kill her. It’s my turn again, gimme your water.”

The Boxer took a water bottle and upended it over the girl face and breasts. Adrianna sputtered awake, then rolled on to her side so she could curl up and hold her beaten stomach with both hands. She was unaware that the Boxer was patiently stalking her nearby. After a long time she rose to her knees and elbows in an attempt to crawl away.

“We’re looking for the ‘O’ this time” Boxer reminded her. Adrianna turned her head towards him looking surprised, suddenly remembering the situation she was in.

“No don’t! OOOOOH!” The Boxer took two long steps and kicked a 90 yard field goal up into the girls guts. Her knees and elbows came off the ground then she tightened back into the fetal position.

“Hold her up for me man.” Said the Big man. The Boxer obliged, pulling Adrianna to her feet and locking his arms around her shoulders and neck. The woman squirmed, unable to free herself.

Big tossed three meaty fists into her abs. Her eyes widened as her guts were brutally violated again and again. She could feel Boxer’s erection against her back as he continued to hold her, the man was hung like a donkey and she was very afraid of what he would do with it.

“Out of the way! It’s my turn.” Brute shoved Big aside.

“Mmmmf!” she screamed but it was muffled as The Brute crushed his lips against hers in a forceful kiss. He kissed her angrily, roughly, gripping tight around the back of her neck so escape was impossible. She grabbed at his face but failed to push him away.

Adriana could feel his other hand thumbing the thin material of her dress. Knowing that he intended to tear it off of her she pushed against his chest with all her strength but he didn’t seem to notice. Suddenly, savagely, the man yanked on the neckline of Adriana’s mini dress.

“Mmmm!” She squealed as the 500$ dress was ripped right off her body in one stroke. She felt a chill as the cool air of the evening crawled over her exposed skin. She was furious and fought harder but he didn’t stop kissing her.

Using his other arm he hauled back. Then he drove his meaty fist forward thumping Adrianna in her narrow stomach. The girl shuttered violently as whatever breathe she had left exploded out of her small frame. The brute devoured her air mercilessly. She dropped her hands to her side, her eyes fluttered as she began to pass out.

After an eternity the Brute finally let Adrianna breathe.

While Adrianna modeled clothes, she was known for posing mostly naked in a bikini, sometimes less. Her body was sculpted to slender excellence through dieting and years of fitness. Her exposed stomach was lean but soft. She felt even more vulnerable as she stood, stripped to her bra and panties, being leered at by Boxer, Big, and Brute.

To be Continued...