08-05-2008, 02:11 PM
Rivals - The New Girl Continued (part 1 of 2) written by Jeri
The next Saturday morning, Tori arrived at Crissy's just before seven. She was carrying a large, heavy looking gym bag balanced on her shoulder. When she put it on the floor, Crissy heard a dull metallic clunk, like from dumbbells or weight plates striking each other. Crissy asked what was in it, but Tori just told her she would see later.
Tori and Crissy started to watch their Saturday morning cartoons. Tori seemed in really good spirits, but distracted about something.
It had been a week since Tori's first ever stomach punching session ever, with Crissy and Amber. In it, she had found out that she enjoyed it, both giving and receiving. She had also found out that her most vulnerable spot was her lower stomach. The hurting had gone away completely after about a day, but she was a little embarrassed that with all her excellent fighting skills, she could have such a weak spot anywhere on her body.
On the Wednesday after Tori's session, Crissy received a call from Tori's father. He said Tori had told him about her stomach punching session with them, and he wanted to see Crissy that evening at his house on the Army base. "Great," thought Crissy. "As a minimum, he'll probably chew me out about what we did to his little girl."
It was a hot fall evening, so Crissy had on a tube top and cut-off jeans, which left most of her stomach bare. When Crissy arrived at Tori's house, she saw Amber was already there, also lightly dressed. Tori's father ushered her to the couch next to Amber and Tori, and sat in a chair facing them.
He said, "Tori told me all about your stomach punching session. She said she allowed you to punched her in the stomach."
"Great," thought Crissy again. "He'll at least forbid us from seeing Tori again. He may report our activities to the school. He may even press charges against us for harming his little girl."
He continued, "Punching someone in the stomach is dangerous. You could cause serious internal injuries to her. So..."
"Here it comes," thought Crissy. "Just as I expected!"
"I need assurance that all three of you fully understand what damage can be done by blows there and won't let each other get injured."
At this point, Crissy got up and walked over to him. She motioned him over to the other side of the room. They started into a lengthy discussion while Tori and Amber looked on from the couch. After a few minutes, it was clear that the conversation would be going on for a while, though the two on the couch weren't able to hear what they were saying. So Tori motioned Amber to follow her, and they sneaked out of the room.
Tori led Amber to the third bedroom which Tori's father had set up as a display room. He was interested in historical weaponry and had quite a collection on display there, with little identification cards for most of them. He had many different weapons from the middle ages and a smaller collection dating back to well before that, including ancient stone clubs and axes. He had some modern hand weapons, though no guns. He also had some wooden weapons that looked new. Tori told her that these were weapons that were in use by some of the aboriginal and jungle tribes even today.
Amber was immediately attracted to the swords. She liked the Roman short swords and some of the great Viking swords. But most of all, she liked the rapiers and sabers. She asked, and Tori told her to go ahead and pick them up if she wanted. The great swords were too heavy for her. However, the short Roman swords were better balanced, and she liked the feel of their weight. But most of all, she liked the rapiers and sabers. She liked the feel of them, and the way they were balanced so they followed the movements of her hand naturally, almost without effort. She decided if she ever got the opportunity, she would have to buy one of these and learn how to use it.
When Amber had seen the whole collection, she and Tori crept back to the couch. It seemed they had not been missed, since Crissy and Tori's dad were still having their conversation. It was several minutes later that their conversation ended.
Crissy went back toward the couch, with Tori's dad following her. Whatever they had talked about for so long, Dad must have been satisfied they knew about the dangers of stomach punching and that they respected them, as he never again mentioned the possibilities of accidental injuries.
Dad said to them, using his instructor's voice, "There are many blows to the stomach area that can permanently disable a person. I'm going to show you some of the most dangerous ones and how to defend against them, so you will know what blows to avoid in your own stomach punching contests.
"Crissy, I'd like to demonstrate some of the blows and their effects on someone. Are you willing to being punched in the stomach by me? It'll hurt a lot..."
Crissy thought about it for only a couple seconds before consenting. His punching her did not concern her, as she had volunteered as a target for the instructor many times during training on the kickboxing team. She was a little concerned about the last part of his request, but decided that he knew what her limits were, especially after their long talk.
Dad first told her he was going to punch her in the side of the stomach, and to flex that part of it hard. He punched her, and she grunted a little and bent forward a little, then straightened up. He then told her he was going to punch her at one of the most dangerous points in the stomach, near the last punch. He changed the angle of his fist a little and punched her with the same force, but about an inch down from his previous target. Crissy gasped at the pain and fell to the floor. Amber bent over and started to massage Crissy's stomach. When Crissy was able to get up, Dad told them that the position of the second blow had focused the shock wave on one of her more sensitive internal organs. He named the Latin name for the organ and Crissy nodded in understanding, since she was majoring in Sports Medicine and knew anatomy as well as any medical student. The other two, however, nodded without really knowing which organ he was talking about. He said that a full-force blow to that point would have ruptured it if her stomach had been less flexed.
Dad then told her to demonstrate the blow on Amber and Tori. Crissy had understood perfectly the anatomy of the blow, so she executed both of the punches perfectly to their stomachs, with Tori's dad closely observing her. They may not have been able to name the organ that was affected, but they now knew exactly where not to get hit in the future to avoid the pain. They each then tried the blow on Crissy, to get the feel for the exact placement of the blow. Amber missed the precise point on the first punch, so Crissy coached her on the positioning. Her second blow was just about perfect, causing Crissy to fall to the floor again. Tori got the positioning exactly correct on the first punch, but pulled her punch enough that Crissy only bent over without falling to the floor.
Dad then showed them a few other types of punches using the same instruction technique, to other points in the stomach where they could inflict serious internal damage. He also showed them a few ways to defend against the blows and how to observe that your opponent was starting to throw a blow to one of these points.
At the end of the evening, they knew what areas of the stomach to avoid throwing blows to and how to protect against these blows. Interestingly enough, some of the points they should not punch were safe to kick, as you got more of a penetration effect from a kick where you got more of a shock wave from a punch.
As Crissy and Amber were leaving, Tori's dad said, "You
But he cut in, "It's all right. If you want to call me 'Dad,' go ahead."
Crissy and Amber went back to their dorms, both pretty sore but much more aware of the safety factors of their contests. They really liked "Dad!"
That next Saturday, Tori was watching the cartoons with Crissy, but seemed distracted. Several times during the morning, she asked Crissy, "You don't really want to see the rest of the cartoons, do you? They're all repeats..." Crissy told her she still wanted to watch them.
Just after the last cartoon of the morning, Tori repeated her question for about the sixth time. Crissy finally said, "Oh, all right! I've seen this one!" and turned off the TV. She said to Tori, "Now what did you have in mind?" Tori told her that she wanted to start their stomach punching session, and looked over to her gym bag.
Crissy called Amber and said, "Amber, this is an emergency! Tori is all eager about today's stomach punching contest and can't wait to start it. You're going to have to get over here as fast as you can, or I'm afraid Tori will explode from her excitement. I don't want to have to clean up Tori parts splattered all over the room, so get over here right away!"
Amber arrived a short time later. She was breathing a little heavily, so she may have actually run all the way there. Crissy let her in and turned around, to a Tori wearing only her bra. Tori had been fully clothed when Crissy had gone to the door. She didn't know how Tori had completely undressed in just those few seconds, especially considering her clothes were folded neatly on a chair nearby. Amber and Crissy undressed at a more leisurely pace.
Crissy asked Tori what she wanted to do first, looking at Tori's gym bag. Tori said that was for a little later. She said that first she wanted them to punch her in the lower stomach again. Both Crissy and Amber voiced their reservations about that, considering what happened last time, but Tori was insistent. She said she could handle it.
Crissy told Tori to go up against the wall and flex her lower abdominal muscles. Crissy then threw a medium punch to the middle of her lower stomach. Tori reacted a little to it, but didn't make any sound. Crissy, more confident now, threw a solid punch to Tori's lower stomach. Tori only grunted and bent over a little, but straightened back up quickly. Crissy told Tori that she was going to hit her with all her strength, and to flex her muscles hard. Crissy threw what she considered her best, hardest punch to Tori's lower stomach. Tori grunted loudly and fell to her knees, but got back up after only a couple seconds. Tori then told Amber it was her turn to do the punching. Amber gave her three quick, straight, hard punches with all her strength to Tori's lower stomach area, with even less effect than Crissy's blow.
Tori had decided that it was foolish to try to pretend that she was not hurt if she in fact was. Their Wednesday session at her house had taught her that safety is paramount. She had no reason to hide her pain from her friends, and they could not help her recover if they didn't know she was in any pain. So, when Crissy hit her, she reacted to the punches without trying to hide her reactions in any way
.
Crissy's first punch was mild, as she thought it would be. After her strong reaction to the punch in same area last Saturday, she knew Crissy would be testing her to see if she really was ready for more punches. Crissy's second punch had more of an impact, but not more than she could stand. Crissy's final blow was the worst. She felt the sudden, shooting pain even though she was ready for it, and fell to the floor. The pain went away quickly, however, so she was able to get up after only a short time. Amber's three punches to her lower stomach had less effect, but each punch was worse than the previous one. She was glad Amber only thrown three punches, as any more than this probably would have started getting through her weakening lower stomach muscles.
Both Crissy and Amber were amazed. A week ago, Tori had crumpled from a lesser blow to the same area, and now she was withstanding the hardest blows they could throw with little effect, at least as well as Crissy could take them there. They both asked her about what had happened.
Tori said that she had told her dad about how she was not able to take a punch in the lower stomach. He had shown her several stomach exercises designed to strengthen the stomach muscles in that area. She had been doing just those exercises for the last week, and her stomach muscles were starting to get stronger in her lower abdomen. He had also given her instructions on exactly how to flex her lower stomach muscles to ward off blows there. The combination of techniques allowed her to take their blows.
Tori told Amber she would show her her dad's techniques. She told Amber to go to the wall and flex her lower stomach muscles as hard as she could. She first punched Amber in her lower stomach, pulling her punch a little. Amber groaned and bent over sharply. When she had recovered, Tori told Amber how her dad had shown her to flex her lower stomach to take the punches. Amber tried it, and Tori hit her the same way.
Amber had almost no reaction to the blow. She was amazed that such a simple technique could work so well, and asked Tori to hit her with all her strength. Tori wound up and delivered a devastating blow to Amber's lower stomach muscles. Amber only grunted a little and bent over, but quickly recovered. Tori said it was Crissy's turn, and Crissy went to the wall. Tori wound up and delivered the same full strength, devastating blow to Crissy's lower stomach, but got almost no reaction. Tori asked Crissy how she was flexing her stomach, and Crissy told her she had always been using the techniques that Dad had taught Tori, though Crissy didn't realize this was what she was doing. Amber, however, realized this was why Crissy's lower stomach had always been so strong.
Tori said that was enough of that for today, and she would continue to work on her lower abdominal exercises. She then said she wanted Amber to get the baton from the closet. She said she had seen how they had used it last Saturday, and had several suggestions about this. When Amber got back with the baton, a three-foot police night stick with a short perpendicular handle protruding from it near one end, Tori told her there were three ways to hold it for maximum effect. In all three, you held the short handle with your right hand. The first two grips were to hold the baton about in the middle with your left hand with either an underhand or overhand grip, close to the body. You could then pivot the baton around the right hand on the handle, outward and either upward or downward toward an opponent, depending on the grip you selected. You could also stab outward toward an opponent using all the strength of your right arm to do the stabbing, and using your left arm to control the direction and to add some of its strength to the stab.
The third grip is used to keep an opponent at a distance from you. In this grip, you move the grip of your left hand to the short end of the baton, behind your right hand. You use your left hand to control the direction of the baton to keep it parallel to your arm. This is equivalent to making the baton an extension of your arm. You can then stab outward and swing the baton to control a wide area without your opponent being able to get a grip on you or mount a successful close-range attack.
Amber griped the baton in the middle with an overhand grasp, and held the handle in her right hand. She waved the
baton around to get used to the range of motion that was available from this grip. It did feel more natural than the way they had been using it. She told Crissy to go to the wall. Amber had never been able to penetrate Crissy's strong upper stomach muscles with just one blow. It had always taken several blows before Crissy's muscles were weakened enough for her to get through them. So, she was surprised when her first blow penetrated Crissy's upper stomach, deep into her.
Crissy had been listening intently to Tori's instructions. She realized what they had been doing wrong, and how it had limited their ability to put their full strength into the baton strikes. So when Amber aimed the end of the baton at her upper stomach, she flexed those muscles as hard as she could, though she didn't know if it was going to be enough. It wasn't. Amber's stab, focused onto the small tip of the baton, went directly into her hard muscles, all the way almost to her backbone.
The next Saturday morning, Tori arrived at Crissy's just before seven. She was carrying a large, heavy looking gym bag balanced on her shoulder. When she put it on the floor, Crissy heard a dull metallic clunk, like from dumbbells or weight plates striking each other. Crissy asked what was in it, but Tori just told her she would see later.
Tori and Crissy started to watch their Saturday morning cartoons. Tori seemed in really good spirits, but distracted about something.
It had been a week since Tori's first ever stomach punching session ever, with Crissy and Amber. In it, she had found out that she enjoyed it, both giving and receiving. She had also found out that her most vulnerable spot was her lower stomach. The hurting had gone away completely after about a day, but she was a little embarrassed that with all her excellent fighting skills, she could have such a weak spot anywhere on her body.
On the Wednesday after Tori's session, Crissy received a call from Tori's father. He said Tori had told him about her stomach punching session with them, and he wanted to see Crissy that evening at his house on the Army base. "Great," thought Crissy. "As a minimum, he'll probably chew me out about what we did to his little girl."
It was a hot fall evening, so Crissy had on a tube top and cut-off jeans, which left most of her stomach bare. When Crissy arrived at Tori's house, she saw Amber was already there, also lightly dressed. Tori's father ushered her to the couch next to Amber and Tori, and sat in a chair facing them.
He said, "Tori told me all about your stomach punching session. She said she allowed you to punched her in the stomach."
"Great," thought Crissy again. "He'll at least forbid us from seeing Tori again. He may report our activities to the school. He may even press charges against us for harming his little girl."
He continued, "Punching someone in the stomach is dangerous. You could cause serious internal injuries to her. So..."
"Here it comes," thought Crissy. "Just as I expected!"
"I need assurance that all three of you fully understand what damage can be done by blows there and won't let each other get injured."
At this point, Crissy got up and walked over to him. She motioned him over to the other side of the room. They started into a lengthy discussion while Tori and Amber looked on from the couch. After a few minutes, it was clear that the conversation would be going on for a while, though the two on the couch weren't able to hear what they were saying. So Tori motioned Amber to follow her, and they sneaked out of the room.
Tori led Amber to the third bedroom which Tori's father had set up as a display room. He was interested in historical weaponry and had quite a collection on display there, with little identification cards for most of them. He had many different weapons from the middle ages and a smaller collection dating back to well before that, including ancient stone clubs and axes. He had some modern hand weapons, though no guns. He also had some wooden weapons that looked new. Tori told her that these were weapons that were in use by some of the aboriginal and jungle tribes even today.
Amber was immediately attracted to the swords. She liked the Roman short swords and some of the great Viking swords. But most of all, she liked the rapiers and sabers. She asked, and Tori told her to go ahead and pick them up if she wanted. The great swords were too heavy for her. However, the short Roman swords were better balanced, and she liked the feel of their weight. But most of all, she liked the rapiers and sabers. She liked the feel of them, and the way they were balanced so they followed the movements of her hand naturally, almost without effort. She decided if she ever got the opportunity, she would have to buy one of these and learn how to use it.
When Amber had seen the whole collection, she and Tori crept back to the couch. It seemed they had not been missed, since Crissy and Tori's dad were still having their conversation. It was several minutes later that their conversation ended.
Crissy went back toward the couch, with Tori's dad following her. Whatever they had talked about for so long, Dad must have been satisfied they knew about the dangers of stomach punching and that they respected them, as he never again mentioned the possibilities of accidental injuries.
Dad said to them, using his instructor's voice, "There are many blows to the stomach area that can permanently disable a person. I'm going to show you some of the most dangerous ones and how to defend against them, so you will know what blows to avoid in your own stomach punching contests.
"Crissy, I'd like to demonstrate some of the blows and their effects on someone. Are you willing to being punched in the stomach by me? It'll hurt a lot..."
Crissy thought about it for only a couple seconds before consenting. His punching her did not concern her, as she had volunteered as a target for the instructor many times during training on the kickboxing team. She was a little concerned about the last part of his request, but decided that he knew what her limits were, especially after their long talk.
Dad first told her he was going to punch her in the side of the stomach, and to flex that part of it hard. He punched her, and she grunted a little and bent forward a little, then straightened up. He then told her he was going to punch her at one of the most dangerous points in the stomach, near the last punch. He changed the angle of his fist a little and punched her with the same force, but about an inch down from his previous target. Crissy gasped at the pain and fell to the floor. Amber bent over and started to massage Crissy's stomach. When Crissy was able to get up, Dad told them that the position of the second blow had focused the shock wave on one of her more sensitive internal organs. He named the Latin name for the organ and Crissy nodded in understanding, since she was majoring in Sports Medicine and knew anatomy as well as any medical student. The other two, however, nodded without really knowing which organ he was talking about. He said that a full-force blow to that point would have ruptured it if her stomach had been less flexed.
Dad then told her to demonstrate the blow on Amber and Tori. Crissy had understood perfectly the anatomy of the blow, so she executed both of the punches perfectly to their stomachs, with Tori's dad closely observing her. They may not have been able to name the organ that was affected, but they now knew exactly where not to get hit in the future to avoid the pain. They each then tried the blow on Crissy, to get the feel for the exact placement of the blow. Amber missed the precise point on the first punch, so Crissy coached her on the positioning. Her second blow was just about perfect, causing Crissy to fall to the floor again. Tori got the positioning exactly correct on the first punch, but pulled her punch enough that Crissy only bent over without falling to the floor.
Dad then showed them a few other types of punches using the same instruction technique, to other points in the stomach where they could inflict serious internal damage. He also showed them a few ways to defend against the blows and how to observe that your opponent was starting to throw a blow to one of these points.
At the end of the evening, they knew what areas of the stomach to avoid throwing blows to and how to protect against these blows. Interestingly enough, some of the points they should not punch were safe to kick, as you got more of a penetration effect from a kick where you got more of a shock wave from a punch.
As Crissy and Amber were leaving, Tori's dad said, "You
But he cut in, "It's all right. If you want to call me 'Dad,' go ahead."
Crissy and Amber went back to their dorms, both pretty sore but much more aware of the safety factors of their contests. They really liked "Dad!"
That next Saturday, Tori was watching the cartoons with Crissy, but seemed distracted. Several times during the morning, she asked Crissy, "You don't really want to see the rest of the cartoons, do you? They're all repeats..." Crissy told her she still wanted to watch them.
Just after the last cartoon of the morning, Tori repeated her question for about the sixth time. Crissy finally said, "Oh, all right! I've seen this one!" and turned off the TV. She said to Tori, "Now what did you have in mind?" Tori told her that she wanted to start their stomach punching session, and looked over to her gym bag.
Crissy called Amber and said, "Amber, this is an emergency! Tori is all eager about today's stomach punching contest and can't wait to start it. You're going to have to get over here as fast as you can, or I'm afraid Tori will explode from her excitement. I don't want to have to clean up Tori parts splattered all over the room, so get over here right away!"
Amber arrived a short time later. She was breathing a little heavily, so she may have actually run all the way there. Crissy let her in and turned around, to a Tori wearing only her bra. Tori had been fully clothed when Crissy had gone to the door. She didn't know how Tori had completely undressed in just those few seconds, especially considering her clothes were folded neatly on a chair nearby. Amber and Crissy undressed at a more leisurely pace.
Crissy asked Tori what she wanted to do first, looking at Tori's gym bag. Tori said that was for a little later. She said that first she wanted them to punch her in the lower stomach again. Both Crissy and Amber voiced their reservations about that, considering what happened last time, but Tori was insistent. She said she could handle it.
Crissy told Tori to go up against the wall and flex her lower abdominal muscles. Crissy then threw a medium punch to the middle of her lower stomach. Tori reacted a little to it, but didn't make any sound. Crissy, more confident now, threw a solid punch to Tori's lower stomach. Tori only grunted and bent over a little, but straightened back up quickly. Crissy told Tori that she was going to hit her with all her strength, and to flex her muscles hard. Crissy threw what she considered her best, hardest punch to Tori's lower stomach. Tori grunted loudly and fell to her knees, but got back up after only a couple seconds. Tori then told Amber it was her turn to do the punching. Amber gave her three quick, straight, hard punches with all her strength to Tori's lower stomach area, with even less effect than Crissy's blow.
Tori had decided that it was foolish to try to pretend that she was not hurt if she in fact was. Their Wednesday session at her house had taught her that safety is paramount. She had no reason to hide her pain from her friends, and they could not help her recover if they didn't know she was in any pain. So, when Crissy hit her, she reacted to the punches without trying to hide her reactions in any way
.
Crissy's first punch was mild, as she thought it would be. After her strong reaction to the punch in same area last Saturday, she knew Crissy would be testing her to see if she really was ready for more punches. Crissy's second punch had more of an impact, but not more than she could stand. Crissy's final blow was the worst. She felt the sudden, shooting pain even though she was ready for it, and fell to the floor. The pain went away quickly, however, so she was able to get up after only a short time. Amber's three punches to her lower stomach had less effect, but each punch was worse than the previous one. She was glad Amber only thrown three punches, as any more than this probably would have started getting through her weakening lower stomach muscles.
Both Crissy and Amber were amazed. A week ago, Tori had crumpled from a lesser blow to the same area, and now she was withstanding the hardest blows they could throw with little effect, at least as well as Crissy could take them there. They both asked her about what had happened.
Tori said that she had told her dad about how she was not able to take a punch in the lower stomach. He had shown her several stomach exercises designed to strengthen the stomach muscles in that area. She had been doing just those exercises for the last week, and her stomach muscles were starting to get stronger in her lower abdomen. He had also given her instructions on exactly how to flex her lower stomach muscles to ward off blows there. The combination of techniques allowed her to take their blows.
Tori told Amber she would show her her dad's techniques. She told Amber to go to the wall and flex her lower stomach muscles as hard as she could. She first punched Amber in her lower stomach, pulling her punch a little. Amber groaned and bent over sharply. When she had recovered, Tori told Amber how her dad had shown her to flex her lower stomach to take the punches. Amber tried it, and Tori hit her the same way.
Amber had almost no reaction to the blow. She was amazed that such a simple technique could work so well, and asked Tori to hit her with all her strength. Tori wound up and delivered a devastating blow to Amber's lower stomach muscles. Amber only grunted a little and bent over, but quickly recovered. Tori said it was Crissy's turn, and Crissy went to the wall. Tori wound up and delivered the same full strength, devastating blow to Crissy's lower stomach, but got almost no reaction. Tori asked Crissy how she was flexing her stomach, and Crissy told her she had always been using the techniques that Dad had taught Tori, though Crissy didn't realize this was what she was doing. Amber, however, realized this was why Crissy's lower stomach had always been so strong.
Tori said that was enough of that for today, and she would continue to work on her lower abdominal exercises. She then said she wanted Amber to get the baton from the closet. She said she had seen how they had used it last Saturday, and had several suggestions about this. When Amber got back with the baton, a three-foot police night stick with a short perpendicular handle protruding from it near one end, Tori told her there were three ways to hold it for maximum effect. In all three, you held the short handle with your right hand. The first two grips were to hold the baton about in the middle with your left hand with either an underhand or overhand grip, close to the body. You could then pivot the baton around the right hand on the handle, outward and either upward or downward toward an opponent, depending on the grip you selected. You could also stab outward toward an opponent using all the strength of your right arm to do the stabbing, and using your left arm to control the direction and to add some of its strength to the stab.
The third grip is used to keep an opponent at a distance from you. In this grip, you move the grip of your left hand to the short end of the baton, behind your right hand. You use your left hand to control the direction of the baton to keep it parallel to your arm. This is equivalent to making the baton an extension of your arm. You can then stab outward and swing the baton to control a wide area without your opponent being able to get a grip on you or mount a successful close-range attack.
Amber griped the baton in the middle with an overhand grasp, and held the handle in her right hand. She waved the
baton around to get used to the range of motion that was available from this grip. It did feel more natural than the way they had been using it. She told Crissy to go to the wall. Amber had never been able to penetrate Crissy's strong upper stomach muscles with just one blow. It had always taken several blows before Crissy's muscles were weakened enough for her to get through them. So, she was surprised when her first blow penetrated Crissy's upper stomach, deep into her.
Crissy had been listening intently to Tori's instructions. She realized what they had been doing wrong, and how it had limited their ability to put their full strength into the baton strikes. So when Amber aimed the end of the baton at her upper stomach, she flexed those muscles as hard as she could, though she didn't know if it was going to be enough. It wasn't. Amber's stab, focused onto the small tip of the baton, went directly into her hard muscles, all the way almost to her backbone.