08-06-2008, 03:32 PM
Kathie gets Hers (trish's point of view) Written by Unknown
I knew Trish, Sonya and Terri didn't think anything of beating up a chick who looked at them the wrong way, so when I offered them $1000 to wail on the office bitch, they jumped at the chance. Up and coming gang chicks love being paid to hone their skills, especially on tall, thin blondes.
Kathie was the kind of woman who would smile and be your best pal one moment, then stab you in the back the next if it helped her career. Her mood swings were legendary and she was almost universally hated by the office staff. In her mid-40's, she stayed in great shape by running marathons and wore skintight tops and short skirts that showed off her long legs. Her flirted with the bosses constantly - rumor had it that she had slept with some of them and in return, they protected her.
I had found out that Kathie was working late all week, so I scouted the parking lot to see if her Jeep was parked close to the edge of the parking lot. There was a ditch overgrown with weeds there, a great hiding place just in case any young punks felt like jumping someone. There was also an abandoned garage conveniently located behind the lot, far enough back where the screams of a woman whose body was being brutalized could not be heard.
Everything fell into place on Thursday - Kathie's Jeep was a couple of spaces from the ditch, she was getting off late and the lot would be dark and nearly abandoned. I called Trish on my cell phone and the plan was put into effect...
Sonya Terri and me arrived at the parking lot just as it was starting to get dark. What a great gig - we got a rep to build and this dude was gonna pay us to whup on this skinny old bitch.
We found the Jeep next to the ditch, so we just laid low in the weeds and waited for the skinny bitch to come out and after a few minutes, she did. Damn, this bitch was dressed like a whore, her skirt was so short that half her ass was hanging out and her top was so tight that you could see the outline of her little tits. This whore had to be fucking the boss, no wonder the dude wanted her ass kicked.
She had her keys in one hand and he purse in the other when she got to the door of the car...
I was about to get into my truck when I heard something behind me...then WHAM!! this girl just slams me into the side of my Jeep. I was kind of rattled, but I was still together enough to grab a mace spray that was on my key chain. My finger was on the trigger, but just as I squirted, another girl grabbed my arm and slammed it against the windshield. OWWW!! A moment after the pain in my arm caused me to drop the key chain, I felt a burning sensation in my body like I had never felt before. I let out a guttural UGGGGHHH!!
The girl who knocked me into the side of my Jeep had just buried her fist in my belly when I wasn't looking. OMIGOD...I gasped and bent over...a wave of nausea... can't breathe. Then the girl who held my arm punched me in the side of the face. SMACK!! I would have screamed, but my paralyzed gut wouldn't let me - I just saw stars and dropped to the pavement on all fours.
I could feel my face start to swell instantly, but I forgot all about it when the toe of a 3rd girl's boot connected with the pit of my stomach. GGGUUUGGHH...GUUUFf... the nausea and pain came in a huge wave as the boot collapsed my gut. I'm in great shape, but I can't take full force kicks to the belly - I'm coughing and gagging as my lunch is ejected onto the pavement.
I hear a "Yukkk" from one of the girls as another grabs my hair pulling my head back and the 3rd wipes my mouth off with some Kleenex she found in my purse. "Don't want to get any of that on us", she says as she wipes.
The pain in my belly has me in no condition to get up, so 2 of them hoist me to my feet and toss me into the back seat of the Jeep while the 3rd grabs the keys and starts it up. I'm well aware of my predicament, but can only croak out a weak "What..why?" as I'm positioned in the middle of the back seat with a girl on either side facing me and holding an arm. Saying nothing, the girls pull my shirt and bra up, exposing my belly and breasts. With a nod to the other girl, the girl on my right slugs my right breast as hard as she can as the 3rd girl starts driving.
AHHHH!!! My eyes open wide as my small tit is crushed into my chest wall, then the other girl slugs my left tit. AHHHHH!!! I howl as I struggle to break free of the girls' grip on my arms - to no avail as the girls alternate rock hard punches into my soft tits. "Save some for me", says the driver. "We're saving the best for last", says one of the others as her knuckles flatten my right tit against my chest.
I'm in a fog now as my resistance wanes, my cries reduced to whimpers. The pain from this relentless tit bashing is unbearable and I hear the truck stop and a garage door open as I pass out...
Terri's little girlie punches really pissed me off, I mean, Sonya had to slug the skinny bitch hard twice to put her out. I might have to kick her out of the gang if she can't hit any better than that.
The smelling salts were taking effect and the skinny bitch was starting to stir as I cracked my knuckles in anticipation. I hated stuck up skinny bitches and was getting off thinking about how I was going to take apart the thin belly hanging in front of me.
Skinny bitch opened her eyes and looked at me - it was time. I wound up and slugged her as hard I could in her lower belly.
A loud GUUUHHHH! bellowed from the skinny bitch, I didn't think she had that much noise left in her. The feeling of her soft skin against my knuckles, my fist breaking through her stretched muscles and the sloshing of her organs - heaven to me, hell to her. Her mouth opened wide and her legs jackknifed up involuntarily as my hard punch dug deep into the once flat gut.
I wasn't gonna let this skinny bitch pass out again without feeling some serious pain. As soon as her legs flopped back down, I slammed a straight right into her upper belly.
Her belly was a little harder here, but was no match for my vicious slug. The feeling of her soft skin and yielding belly was accompanied by another GUUHH! and a bunch of dry wretching from skinny bitch's open mouth.
This bitch was really suffering now, coughing and gagging, but I wasn't anywhere near done. I was gonna take any will or breath she had left and drive it right out of that mouth and rearrange skinny bitch's guts in the process.
When we stretched out her belly, her beat up little tits and rib cage stuck out, making her upper belly suck in, then flattening out from her navel on down. I dropped my fists down to my waist, then hammered a hard-left right uppercut combo that slammed into her just above the navel and continued upward, driving her concave stomach up and under her ribcage.
The effect on my skinny little punching bag was devastating as my combo ripped through her muscle wall. I could feel her belly softening as my fists hammered into her guts up into her diaphragm. Skinny bitch let out a weak "Uhhhh" and her eyes rolled back in her head... I guess it's hard to talk when you're being lifted off the ground by a belly slug.
She was almost out, but before she went I pumped in 4 more hard punches below her navel. The sight of my fist distorting skinny bitch's lower gut inward to its limit, then seeing it flatten back out, inviting another blow, the flopping of her legs and her weak responses excited me. She went out on the last punch...
"She's out again", I said. "Oh, well" - I torqued my shoulder and drilled skinny bitch right in the slit of her navel with a loud "THWACK!!!" Her reddened skin and gut were both soft now, her stretched muscles had been beaten until they submitted, offering little protection. I swear I felt her spine with my knuckles and it felt good. The unconscious old bitch offered no response to the heavy blow, other than the usual flopping of her legs and the growling of her battered stomach.
"You talking to me?" I thought as skinny bitch's stomach growled at me. I was determined to take everything from her, even her stomach growls and I moved in close to the reddened disaster that was the front of skinny bitch's body, clenching my fists. "This is it", I said.
UGHHH!!UGHHH!!UHHH!! My own grunts filled the air as I pistoned my fists straight and high into her stomach. Skinny bitch had a line separating the muscles on either side of her belly down to her navel and the muscles on both sides at the top were my targets. Her torso jerked spasmodically with each slug.
UGHHH!!UGGHH!!UGHHH!! Terri was right about one thing, skinny bitch had some muscles. I was amazed when my fists didn't penetrate completely with the first punch. No problem, this just made me want to slug all the way through her thin body even more. The 4th punch did the trick...I could feel the walls inside her break down and the next two blows drove deep into her now soft belly.
UHHH!!UHHH!!UHHH!! Beating up this skinny bitch is even better than I thought it would be - I'm getting turned on even more as I dig punches deep into her. The feeling of her unresisting belly caving in as my fists slam into her... what a rush. Her head was just laying back, her jaw slack, the only sounds are my grunts and the "THWACK" of knuckles against unresisting belly flesh. It's sweet music to my ears - a skipping record playing over and over as skinny bitch's belly dances to the beat.
I hit her so hard, so many times I that lost count. Finally I tired and stepped back... skinny bitch's body was destroyed, her thin torso a mass of angry red welts and splotches, especially her little tits and upper belly. Her entire belly was red, but the flat expanse below her navel was particularly so, the blows I delivered just before she passed out must have really hurt.
My masterpiece was skinny bitch's upper belly, from just below her ribs to a couple of inches above her navel. She was totally busted up, the muscles I had targeted were dark red and purple, what was left of them moved in and out with her shallow breathing.
Sonya and Terri went to cut the skinny bitch's bindings, but as they reached up I stepped in between them and slugged skinny bitch twice more, high and hard in the belly. On the first blow, her battered belly flesh surrounded my fist as it completely deflated skinny bitch's gut, slamming the breath out of her with an "URRRKK" as her head bounced up, then laid back again. On the 2nd, I swear my fist sank into the thin woman to the wrist on it's way to one last rearrangement of skinny bitch's guts.
We cut the bindings and let skinny bitch fall to the floor in a heap, then went to collect our money.
I knew Trish, Sonya and Terri didn't think anything of beating up a chick who looked at them the wrong way, so when I offered them $1000 to wail on the office bitch, they jumped at the chance. Up and coming gang chicks love being paid to hone their skills, especially on tall, thin blondes.
Kathie was the kind of woman who would smile and be your best pal one moment, then stab you in the back the next if it helped her career. Her mood swings were legendary and she was almost universally hated by the office staff. In her mid-40's, she stayed in great shape by running marathons and wore skintight tops and short skirts that showed off her long legs. Her flirted with the bosses constantly - rumor had it that she had slept with some of them and in return, they protected her.
I had found out that Kathie was working late all week, so I scouted the parking lot to see if her Jeep was parked close to the edge of the parking lot. There was a ditch overgrown with weeds there, a great hiding place just in case any young punks felt like jumping someone. There was also an abandoned garage conveniently located behind the lot, far enough back where the screams of a woman whose body was being brutalized could not be heard.
Everything fell into place on Thursday - Kathie's Jeep was a couple of spaces from the ditch, she was getting off late and the lot would be dark and nearly abandoned. I called Trish on my cell phone and the plan was put into effect...
Sonya Terri and me arrived at the parking lot just as it was starting to get dark. What a great gig - we got a rep to build and this dude was gonna pay us to whup on this skinny old bitch.
We found the Jeep next to the ditch, so we just laid low in the weeds and waited for the skinny bitch to come out and after a few minutes, she did. Damn, this bitch was dressed like a whore, her skirt was so short that half her ass was hanging out and her top was so tight that you could see the outline of her little tits. This whore had to be fucking the boss, no wonder the dude wanted her ass kicked.
She had her keys in one hand and he purse in the other when she got to the door of the car...
I was about to get into my truck when I heard something behind me...then WHAM!! this girl just slams me into the side of my Jeep. I was kind of rattled, but I was still together enough to grab a mace spray that was on my key chain. My finger was on the trigger, but just as I squirted, another girl grabbed my arm and slammed it against the windshield. OWWW!! A moment after the pain in my arm caused me to drop the key chain, I felt a burning sensation in my body like I had never felt before. I let out a guttural UGGGGHHH!!
The girl who knocked me into the side of my Jeep had just buried her fist in my belly when I wasn't looking. OMIGOD...I gasped and bent over...a wave of nausea... can't breathe. Then the girl who held my arm punched me in the side of the face. SMACK!! I would have screamed, but my paralyzed gut wouldn't let me - I just saw stars and dropped to the pavement on all fours.
I could feel my face start to swell instantly, but I forgot all about it when the toe of a 3rd girl's boot connected with the pit of my stomach. GGGUUUGGHH...GUUUFf... the nausea and pain came in a huge wave as the boot collapsed my gut. I'm in great shape, but I can't take full force kicks to the belly - I'm coughing and gagging as my lunch is ejected onto the pavement.
I hear a "Yukkk" from one of the girls as another grabs my hair pulling my head back and the 3rd wipes my mouth off with some Kleenex she found in my purse. "Don't want to get any of that on us", she says as she wipes.
The pain in my belly has me in no condition to get up, so 2 of them hoist me to my feet and toss me into the back seat of the Jeep while the 3rd grabs the keys and starts it up. I'm well aware of my predicament, but can only croak out a weak "What..why?" as I'm positioned in the middle of the back seat with a girl on either side facing me and holding an arm. Saying nothing, the girls pull my shirt and bra up, exposing my belly and breasts. With a nod to the other girl, the girl on my right slugs my right breast as hard as she can as the 3rd girl starts driving.
AHHHH!!! My eyes open wide as my small tit is crushed into my chest wall, then the other girl slugs my left tit. AHHHHH!!! I howl as I struggle to break free of the girls' grip on my arms - to no avail as the girls alternate rock hard punches into my soft tits. "Save some for me", says the driver. "We're saving the best for last", says one of the others as her knuckles flatten my right tit against my chest.
I'm in a fog now as my resistance wanes, my cries reduced to whimpers. The pain from this relentless tit bashing is unbearable and I hear the truck stop and a garage door open as I pass out...
Terri's little girlie punches really pissed me off, I mean, Sonya had to slug the skinny bitch hard twice to put her out. I might have to kick her out of the gang if she can't hit any better than that.
The smelling salts were taking effect and the skinny bitch was starting to stir as I cracked my knuckles in anticipation. I hated stuck up skinny bitches and was getting off thinking about how I was going to take apart the thin belly hanging in front of me.
Skinny bitch opened her eyes and looked at me - it was time. I wound up and slugged her as hard I could in her lower belly.
A loud GUUUHHHH! bellowed from the skinny bitch, I didn't think she had that much noise left in her. The feeling of her soft skin against my knuckles, my fist breaking through her stretched muscles and the sloshing of her organs - heaven to me, hell to her. Her mouth opened wide and her legs jackknifed up involuntarily as my hard punch dug deep into the once flat gut.
I wasn't gonna let this skinny bitch pass out again without feeling some serious pain. As soon as her legs flopped back down, I slammed a straight right into her upper belly.
Her belly was a little harder here, but was no match for my vicious slug. The feeling of her soft skin and yielding belly was accompanied by another GUUHH! and a bunch of dry wretching from skinny bitch's open mouth.
This bitch was really suffering now, coughing and gagging, but I wasn't anywhere near done. I was gonna take any will or breath she had left and drive it right out of that mouth and rearrange skinny bitch's guts in the process.
When we stretched out her belly, her beat up little tits and rib cage stuck out, making her upper belly suck in, then flattening out from her navel on down. I dropped my fists down to my waist, then hammered a hard-left right uppercut combo that slammed into her just above the navel and continued upward, driving her concave stomach up and under her ribcage.
The effect on my skinny little punching bag was devastating as my combo ripped through her muscle wall. I could feel her belly softening as my fists hammered into her guts up into her diaphragm. Skinny bitch let out a weak "Uhhhh" and her eyes rolled back in her head... I guess it's hard to talk when you're being lifted off the ground by a belly slug.
She was almost out, but before she went I pumped in 4 more hard punches below her navel. The sight of my fist distorting skinny bitch's lower gut inward to its limit, then seeing it flatten back out, inviting another blow, the flopping of her legs and her weak responses excited me. She went out on the last punch...
"She's out again", I said. "Oh, well" - I torqued my shoulder and drilled skinny bitch right in the slit of her navel with a loud "THWACK!!!" Her reddened skin and gut were both soft now, her stretched muscles had been beaten until they submitted, offering little protection. I swear I felt her spine with my knuckles and it felt good. The unconscious old bitch offered no response to the heavy blow, other than the usual flopping of her legs and the growling of her battered stomach.
"You talking to me?" I thought as skinny bitch's stomach growled at me. I was determined to take everything from her, even her stomach growls and I moved in close to the reddened disaster that was the front of skinny bitch's body, clenching my fists. "This is it", I said.
UGHHH!!UGHHH!!UHHH!! My own grunts filled the air as I pistoned my fists straight and high into her stomach. Skinny bitch had a line separating the muscles on either side of her belly down to her navel and the muscles on both sides at the top were my targets. Her torso jerked spasmodically with each slug.
UGHHH!!UGGHH!!UGHHH!! Terri was right about one thing, skinny bitch had some muscles. I was amazed when my fists didn't penetrate completely with the first punch. No problem, this just made me want to slug all the way through her thin body even more. The 4th punch did the trick...I could feel the walls inside her break down and the next two blows drove deep into her now soft belly.
UHHH!!UHHH!!UHHH!! Beating up this skinny bitch is even better than I thought it would be - I'm getting turned on even more as I dig punches deep into her. The feeling of her unresisting belly caving in as my fists slam into her... what a rush. Her head was just laying back, her jaw slack, the only sounds are my grunts and the "THWACK" of knuckles against unresisting belly flesh. It's sweet music to my ears - a skipping record playing over and over as skinny bitch's belly dances to the beat.
I hit her so hard, so many times I that lost count. Finally I tired and stepped back... skinny bitch's body was destroyed, her thin torso a mass of angry red welts and splotches, especially her little tits and upper belly. Her entire belly was red, but the flat expanse below her navel was particularly so, the blows I delivered just before she passed out must have really hurt.
My masterpiece was skinny bitch's upper belly, from just below her ribs to a couple of inches above her navel. She was totally busted up, the muscles I had targeted were dark red and purple, what was left of them moved in and out with her shallow breathing.
Sonya and Terri went to cut the skinny bitch's bindings, but as they reached up I stepped in between them and slugged skinny bitch twice more, high and hard in the belly. On the first blow, her battered belly flesh surrounded my fist as it completely deflated skinny bitch's gut, slamming the breath out of her with an "URRRKK" as her head bounced up, then laid back again. On the 2nd, I swear my fist sank into the thin woman to the wrist on it's way to one last rearrangement of skinny bitch's guts.
We cut the bindings and let skinny bitch fall to the floor in a heap, then went to collect our money.