08-04-2008, 02:53 PM
The Perils of Robin (part 4) Written by Bill69
The punches brought loud grunts from Rebecca who was reeling from the blows to her breasts and the head snapping punch to the side of her chin, splitting her lip and causing instant swelling.
As she staggered back wards the Brunette followed her grabbing her top and pulling her upright releasing her full breasts and their strawberry nipples for all to see and making perfect targets for punishment.
The woman sent another series of gut busting punchs to Rebecca’s now unprotected belly lifting the doctor’s feet off the floor.
“Unnnggg, Unnggg, Oouuffff, Rebecca grunted and moaned as the force of the blows fell fast and heavy to her body. The pain that ripped through her was something that she had not felt since her last fight with Zinnia almost a year ago. It should have galvanized her into instant action rather than almost paralyzing her.
The brunette pulled her the top up trapping the doctors’ arms. The pulling down bent her over so her breasts made perfect targets for an assault that was to quickly follow.
Holding the top with her left hand the brunette threw a quick series of punches to Rebecca’s breasts. The blows drove her backwards, pushing her right out of her top.
Her moans and groans were loud and carried across the now perfectly still gym. Every one knew of Rebecca’s reputation and was shocked to see her receive such an beating from an unknown, let alone be able to absorb such punishment in a matter of a few moments.
As she pulled out of the of the top she took another stiff blow to the chin. The blow sent blood and sweat flying, some of which landed on Zinnia’s cheek.
Wiping a drop of blood off with a finger, she put it to her mouth and licking it off smiled. Dorothy could see the fire in her eyes, saw her shallow breathing, and knew that in a few more minutes she would have to have some ones head buried between her legs.
As for her, she was shocked by what she was witnessing. She stood wondering when she was going to have to step in and help Rebecca. She would of course lose her job, and would get a good beating in the process for sure, but it was something she knew that she had to do and would do if necessary.
The Brunette was surprised as every one that Rebecca had not gone down yet. She had given her best shots and still she stood and showed no signs of collapsing.
Shoving the doctor backwards towards the blond Barbie Doll she barked “hold the bitch so I can teach her a lesson to mind her own fucking business.”
Eve turned to Zinnia, “and this is the undefeated champion of basement fighting? Being handed her head by an unknown?”
Zinnia was as shocked as every one. But had also seen Rebecca take a much worse beating and still mop up the floor with her opponent. She knew because she had been one of those who had administered a stiff beating to Rebecca and thought she had the fight won, only to get her ass seriously kicked, not once but twice.
The Blond Barbie locked her arms with Rebecca’s and held her in place for the Brunette to work on her. Rebecca stood there with her head hanging slightly, blood trickling from her cut and swollen lips which had become badly swollen.
Her nose bled and ran down her chin and combined with the blood from her lip which dripped on to her heavily bruised right breast. The one that had taken the brunt of the assault from the Brunette.
The front of her with men’s white jogging shorts was smattered with her blood and her stomach was a mass of red welts. Still she stood and even with the beating that she was receiving, was a beautiful to look at. A soft yet firm body and the face and figure of a model. She turned heads wherever she went and had been offered a spread in Playboy and photo shoot in Sports Illustrated. Both of which she turned down. “Who will ever take me serious if I allow myself to be used as an object by men,” she had been quoted as saying. However, Zinnia knew the truth, she did not any one from her past to recognize her. Rebecca now lived by a strict code of ethics and honor. All of which Zinnia coveted.
The brunette threw a hard right to Rebecca’s belly button, then an upper cut into the softness of her lower belly, “Ooouufff, beoofff.”
Standing back she took a boxers stance and started to dance around throwing short jabs at Rebecca’s sore breasts, unggg, unggg,
Suddenly she defiantly lifted her head and glared at the brunette. That is when Zinnia saw the look, the look that had told her many times that some one is about to get a serious beating. Those green eyes had flashed at her like that twice and even when the fight should have ended it had just begun.
Before the Brunette knew what hit her Rebecca’s foot flashed and caught her right square on the crotch. Her knees came together and a silent scream was on her lips. Her eyes went wide as the color left her face and she was frozen in place long enough for Rebecca to administer a roundhouse kick to the side of the head. Using the strength of the Blond Barbie she launched her attack on the Brunette by allowing her to support her weight while kicking.
The kick to the head spun the Brunette around and sent her flying into the arms of Zinnia who caught her and laughing pushed her stumbling into another serious kick to the crotch. This time her legs buckled as her knees came together and she went in to a bird dog position, nose down butt up.
Then slamming her head into the nose of the Blond Barbie she flipped her over her should she yanked her to her feet and began punching the Blond at will in the stomach, breast and slapping her face. The woman never knew what hit her. As far as she knew, she had been struck by lighting. She staggered and reeled as the blows to the stomach lifted her off the floor with each blow. Rebecca then launched a series of blows to the woman’s breast that were so fast that her tits looked like they were yo-yo’s flying about her chest. Her grunts and groans echoed through out the gym as she staggered back wards and was kept from falling by Rebecca’s constant pulling her up by her hair and holding on to the front of her half T-shirt.
By now the entire female population in the gym stood watching the fight that was unfolding. The Barbie Doll would cover her belly and get hit in the breasts or slapped in the face, when she went to protect that Rebecca moved to another part of her body.
Crying like a baby she put her hands up begging, “please no more, I am sorry, please your gona kill me. My titties hurt something awful,” she sobbed.
“You should of thought of that before you started punching people.”
“Please no more I give up, your hurting me bad, my titties feel like they are on fire and I think you broke my nose.” She was crying softly, a small trickle of blood ran from her bruised lips and nose. “ I will do what ever you want only please no more,” she pleaded.
“In basement fighting only the victor gets to choose when to stop,” Zinnia said smiling, “you have no say what is to be done to you now, unless Rebecca wants to show you some mercy. Either that or you have to be unconscious and cannot stand. Those are the rules here.”
“But, “ the Blond, started to say.
“ Shut up.” Rebecca snapped, “You helped start this and now I am going to finish it. If you want to end it quickly and do it my way, fine, if not fine, either way your are mine.”
The Blond cried softly, “Ok your way, please don’t hurt me to bad, please.”
“Stop your blubbering and take off your top.”
The blond looked at Rebecca and hesitated, hanging her head.
“Now,” Rebecca hissed slapping her across the face.
The gym was so quiet that the Blonde’s sobs seemed reverberated off the walls. Please don’t mess me up too bad or hurt my pussy please, I have a photo lay out to do next month. She stripped off the T-shirt and dropped it to the floor.
“Now the shorts.”
“Oh God, do I ha….”
“Hurry up slut, you wanted it over quickly now do it.”
While the Blond was stripping, the Brunette was struggling to gain her feet. When she saw Rebecca coming at her she moaned and stretched out her arm, “Please, my cunt, God I think you damaged something.”
Rebecca pulled her to her feet by her hair and slammed a solid blow to her stomach, “OOOOuuffff.” then still holding her by the hair punched her in each breasts, “unnnggg, unnggg, Aaaaahh, I give please stop hitting me,” she moaned
“Sure,” Rebecca said as she nailed her with a solid left to the chin sending her back to the floor.
Then turning back to the Blond Barbie who stood naked with her hands at her side she looked her over. She was a perfectly proportioned young woman of about twenty-six or so. She stood about five six and probably weighed one ten or so, a perfect size nine too Rebecca thought.
The Blonde knew that she was about to receive something that she never in a million years thought would happen to her. A beating at the hands of another woman. And if that was not bad enough she had to stand there naked and let her do to her or get beat worse.
Rebecca started slowly and with light blows to the belly and breast, mixing them up with an occasional slap to the face. There was a quick but steady oouuff, oouuff, unnggg smack wamp wamp sound that filled the gym as Rebecca worked on the Blond. Increasing the tempo and strength of the punches until the Blond was almost out on her feet, her eyes rolled back in her head and her arms now hung loosely at her sides. Her knees started to buckle twice but Rebecca slapped her face until she straightened up.
The crowd of women stood mesmerized by the sight, wondering who and what was going to be next. Eve and Eden stood there know that they were probably going to have to face the female dynamo and wondering how long she could last and if they could beat her.
Eden was not scared but worried while Eve was relaxed and waiting, knowing that if the doc wanted to exact any vengeance on her she would get her pretty ass kicked.
In the mean time, Eve enjoyed the humiliation of the Blond who was a bit player in the TV show Bay Watch. Besides the more the doc did the more energy she burned, which would put her at that much more of a disadvantage.
The Blond was out on her feet now and being held up but the wall and Rebecca. Then with a heavy blow to the belly button, and a soft “ooooofff”. Rebecca let the defeated and battered Blond slide down the wall to the floor and slump over on her side.
Rebecca now turned her attention back to the Brunette. Dorothy held the Brunette in place with a firm grip on her hair after she tried to craw away. Dorothy yanked her to her feet and pushed her out into the circle of women.
It was obvious that she did not want to fight or new nothing of the art but she also knew that she was going to get a beating regardless of what she did. So she decided to make the best of it and who knows she thought, maybe she might get lucky.
Stepping out she faked to the left, shot a punch with her right hitting Rebecca in the right breast directly on the nipple.
It was obvious to all that it hurt as Rebecca winced and groaned a little but pressed her attack with a solid right to the right breast of her opponent. The woman staggered and received a shot to the left breast then to the chin. It dropped her to one knee and Rebecca instead of stepping in for the kill, let her get back up. The whole thing was not lost on the two twins especially Eve if it went that far.
The woman got up and threw a haymaker at Rebecca’s head. Rebecca easily sidestepped the punch and went to the body with quick hard shots to the woman’s stomach. “OOOUuuff, Oouufff, unnnggg, oooffff as her body jerked and her feet left the floor with the first two punches. She stumbled around holding her stomach with one hand, raising the other to try, and ward off Rebecca who was taking her time putting the Brunette away. “Please, god no more please,” she moaned and was beginning to cry. She knew she was being punishing her for all that she had done to her and to Robyn.
Rebecca punched her in the face twice connecting with her chin both times, not hard shots, just enough to inflict pain on the recipient, then the breasts. The woman was now crying and sobbing as Rebecca worked her breasts and body with ease. Showing no mercy on the one who wanted to beat her unconscious while she was being held. Held by the now unconscious Blond. She staggered and tried to throw another punch. It only got her two more shots to the chin, snapping her head back and making her mouth bleed now profusely from two places on her lower lip. She knew that Rebecca was playing with her and punishing her. Yet there was nothing she could do, she was getting a beating and nothing or no one was going to stop it until her opponent too mercy on her and knocked her out. Even lying on the floor would bring no respite, it was the rules of the game and the doctor knew them inside and out. Out of desperation, she tried to attack and took a series of quick blows to the stomach and breasts for her effort, which sent her to her knees. Rebecca grabbed her hair and was with in her right to punch her in the face until she was unconscious. She looked into the half conscious face of the woman who knelt before her, arms hanging limply at her sides.
Rebecca knew that she had been given a lesson she would never forget. She knelt there on her knees, arms hanging loosely at her sides, head back and mouth agape. At the full mercy of the doctor, she wanted to punch senseless.
Rebecca letting go of her hair slapped her face a few times, “get up and fight damn you.”
The woman was beyond getting up or defending herself. Rebecca forced her to her feet by pulling her hair until she stood then with a knee to her crotch and a hard right to her stomach, she dropped like a sack of rocks to the floor out cold.
Dorothy looked at Rebecca who stood in the center of the circle of women. Sweating profusely, bloody, with both breasts covered with bruises, the right one with several large ugly black ones. Turning to the twins she asked “well”?
The punches brought loud grunts from Rebecca who was reeling from the blows to her breasts and the head snapping punch to the side of her chin, splitting her lip and causing instant swelling.
As she staggered back wards the Brunette followed her grabbing her top and pulling her upright releasing her full breasts and their strawberry nipples for all to see and making perfect targets for punishment.
The woman sent another series of gut busting punchs to Rebecca’s now unprotected belly lifting the doctor’s feet off the floor.
“Unnnggg, Unnggg, Oouuffff, Rebecca grunted and moaned as the force of the blows fell fast and heavy to her body. The pain that ripped through her was something that she had not felt since her last fight with Zinnia almost a year ago. It should have galvanized her into instant action rather than almost paralyzing her.
The brunette pulled her the top up trapping the doctors’ arms. The pulling down bent her over so her breasts made perfect targets for an assault that was to quickly follow.
Holding the top with her left hand the brunette threw a quick series of punches to Rebecca’s breasts. The blows drove her backwards, pushing her right out of her top.
Her moans and groans were loud and carried across the now perfectly still gym. Every one knew of Rebecca’s reputation and was shocked to see her receive such an beating from an unknown, let alone be able to absorb such punishment in a matter of a few moments.
As she pulled out of the of the top she took another stiff blow to the chin. The blow sent blood and sweat flying, some of which landed on Zinnia’s cheek.
Wiping a drop of blood off with a finger, she put it to her mouth and licking it off smiled. Dorothy could see the fire in her eyes, saw her shallow breathing, and knew that in a few more minutes she would have to have some ones head buried between her legs.
As for her, she was shocked by what she was witnessing. She stood wondering when she was going to have to step in and help Rebecca. She would of course lose her job, and would get a good beating in the process for sure, but it was something she knew that she had to do and would do if necessary.
The Brunette was surprised as every one that Rebecca had not gone down yet. She had given her best shots and still she stood and showed no signs of collapsing.
Shoving the doctor backwards towards the blond Barbie Doll she barked “hold the bitch so I can teach her a lesson to mind her own fucking business.”
Eve turned to Zinnia, “and this is the undefeated champion of basement fighting? Being handed her head by an unknown?”
Zinnia was as shocked as every one. But had also seen Rebecca take a much worse beating and still mop up the floor with her opponent. She knew because she had been one of those who had administered a stiff beating to Rebecca and thought she had the fight won, only to get her ass seriously kicked, not once but twice.
The Blond Barbie locked her arms with Rebecca’s and held her in place for the Brunette to work on her. Rebecca stood there with her head hanging slightly, blood trickling from her cut and swollen lips which had become badly swollen.
Her nose bled and ran down her chin and combined with the blood from her lip which dripped on to her heavily bruised right breast. The one that had taken the brunt of the assault from the Brunette.
The front of her with men’s white jogging shorts was smattered with her blood and her stomach was a mass of red welts. Still she stood and even with the beating that she was receiving, was a beautiful to look at. A soft yet firm body and the face and figure of a model. She turned heads wherever she went and had been offered a spread in Playboy and photo shoot in Sports Illustrated. Both of which she turned down. “Who will ever take me serious if I allow myself to be used as an object by men,” she had been quoted as saying. However, Zinnia knew the truth, she did not any one from her past to recognize her. Rebecca now lived by a strict code of ethics and honor. All of which Zinnia coveted.
The brunette threw a hard right to Rebecca’s belly button, then an upper cut into the softness of her lower belly, “Ooouufff, beoofff.”
Standing back she took a boxers stance and started to dance around throwing short jabs at Rebecca’s sore breasts, unggg, unggg,
Suddenly she defiantly lifted her head and glared at the brunette. That is when Zinnia saw the look, the look that had told her many times that some one is about to get a serious beating. Those green eyes had flashed at her like that twice and even when the fight should have ended it had just begun.
Before the Brunette knew what hit her Rebecca’s foot flashed and caught her right square on the crotch. Her knees came together and a silent scream was on her lips. Her eyes went wide as the color left her face and she was frozen in place long enough for Rebecca to administer a roundhouse kick to the side of the head. Using the strength of the Blond Barbie she launched her attack on the Brunette by allowing her to support her weight while kicking.
The kick to the head spun the Brunette around and sent her flying into the arms of Zinnia who caught her and laughing pushed her stumbling into another serious kick to the crotch. This time her legs buckled as her knees came together and she went in to a bird dog position, nose down butt up.
Then slamming her head into the nose of the Blond Barbie she flipped her over her should she yanked her to her feet and began punching the Blond at will in the stomach, breast and slapping her face. The woman never knew what hit her. As far as she knew, she had been struck by lighting. She staggered and reeled as the blows to the stomach lifted her off the floor with each blow. Rebecca then launched a series of blows to the woman’s breast that were so fast that her tits looked like they were yo-yo’s flying about her chest. Her grunts and groans echoed through out the gym as she staggered back wards and was kept from falling by Rebecca’s constant pulling her up by her hair and holding on to the front of her half T-shirt.
By now the entire female population in the gym stood watching the fight that was unfolding. The Barbie Doll would cover her belly and get hit in the breasts or slapped in the face, when she went to protect that Rebecca moved to another part of her body.
Crying like a baby she put her hands up begging, “please no more, I am sorry, please your gona kill me. My titties hurt something awful,” she sobbed.
“You should of thought of that before you started punching people.”
“Please no more I give up, your hurting me bad, my titties feel like they are on fire and I think you broke my nose.” She was crying softly, a small trickle of blood ran from her bruised lips and nose. “ I will do what ever you want only please no more,” she pleaded.
“In basement fighting only the victor gets to choose when to stop,” Zinnia said smiling, “you have no say what is to be done to you now, unless Rebecca wants to show you some mercy. Either that or you have to be unconscious and cannot stand. Those are the rules here.”
“But, “ the Blond, started to say.
“ Shut up.” Rebecca snapped, “You helped start this and now I am going to finish it. If you want to end it quickly and do it my way, fine, if not fine, either way your are mine.”
The Blond cried softly, “Ok your way, please don’t hurt me to bad, please.”
“Stop your blubbering and take off your top.”
The blond looked at Rebecca and hesitated, hanging her head.
“Now,” Rebecca hissed slapping her across the face.
The gym was so quiet that the Blonde’s sobs seemed reverberated off the walls. Please don’t mess me up too bad or hurt my pussy please, I have a photo lay out to do next month. She stripped off the T-shirt and dropped it to the floor.
“Now the shorts.”
“Oh God, do I ha….”
“Hurry up slut, you wanted it over quickly now do it.”
While the Blond was stripping, the Brunette was struggling to gain her feet. When she saw Rebecca coming at her she moaned and stretched out her arm, “Please, my cunt, God I think you damaged something.”
Rebecca pulled her to her feet by her hair and slammed a solid blow to her stomach, “OOOOuuffff.” then still holding her by the hair punched her in each breasts, “unnnggg, unnggg, Aaaaahh, I give please stop hitting me,” she moaned
“Sure,” Rebecca said as she nailed her with a solid left to the chin sending her back to the floor.
Then turning back to the Blond Barbie who stood naked with her hands at her side she looked her over. She was a perfectly proportioned young woman of about twenty-six or so. She stood about five six and probably weighed one ten or so, a perfect size nine too Rebecca thought.
The Blonde knew that she was about to receive something that she never in a million years thought would happen to her. A beating at the hands of another woman. And if that was not bad enough she had to stand there naked and let her do to her or get beat worse.
Rebecca started slowly and with light blows to the belly and breast, mixing them up with an occasional slap to the face. There was a quick but steady oouuff, oouuff, unnggg smack wamp wamp sound that filled the gym as Rebecca worked on the Blond. Increasing the tempo and strength of the punches until the Blond was almost out on her feet, her eyes rolled back in her head and her arms now hung loosely at her sides. Her knees started to buckle twice but Rebecca slapped her face until she straightened up.
The crowd of women stood mesmerized by the sight, wondering who and what was going to be next. Eve and Eden stood there know that they were probably going to have to face the female dynamo and wondering how long she could last and if they could beat her.
Eden was not scared but worried while Eve was relaxed and waiting, knowing that if the doc wanted to exact any vengeance on her she would get her pretty ass kicked.
In the mean time, Eve enjoyed the humiliation of the Blond who was a bit player in the TV show Bay Watch. Besides the more the doc did the more energy she burned, which would put her at that much more of a disadvantage.
The Blond was out on her feet now and being held up but the wall and Rebecca. Then with a heavy blow to the belly button, and a soft “ooooofff”. Rebecca let the defeated and battered Blond slide down the wall to the floor and slump over on her side.
Rebecca now turned her attention back to the Brunette. Dorothy held the Brunette in place with a firm grip on her hair after she tried to craw away. Dorothy yanked her to her feet and pushed her out into the circle of women.
It was obvious that she did not want to fight or new nothing of the art but she also knew that she was going to get a beating regardless of what she did. So she decided to make the best of it and who knows she thought, maybe she might get lucky.
Stepping out she faked to the left, shot a punch with her right hitting Rebecca in the right breast directly on the nipple.
It was obvious to all that it hurt as Rebecca winced and groaned a little but pressed her attack with a solid right to the right breast of her opponent. The woman staggered and received a shot to the left breast then to the chin. It dropped her to one knee and Rebecca instead of stepping in for the kill, let her get back up. The whole thing was not lost on the two twins especially Eve if it went that far.
The woman got up and threw a haymaker at Rebecca’s head. Rebecca easily sidestepped the punch and went to the body with quick hard shots to the woman’s stomach. “OOOUuuff, Oouufff, unnnggg, oooffff as her body jerked and her feet left the floor with the first two punches. She stumbled around holding her stomach with one hand, raising the other to try, and ward off Rebecca who was taking her time putting the Brunette away. “Please, god no more please,” she moaned and was beginning to cry. She knew she was being punishing her for all that she had done to her and to Robyn.
Rebecca punched her in the face twice connecting with her chin both times, not hard shots, just enough to inflict pain on the recipient, then the breasts. The woman was now crying and sobbing as Rebecca worked her breasts and body with ease. Showing no mercy on the one who wanted to beat her unconscious while she was being held. Held by the now unconscious Blond. She staggered and tried to throw another punch. It only got her two more shots to the chin, snapping her head back and making her mouth bleed now profusely from two places on her lower lip. She knew that Rebecca was playing with her and punishing her. Yet there was nothing she could do, she was getting a beating and nothing or no one was going to stop it until her opponent too mercy on her and knocked her out. Even lying on the floor would bring no respite, it was the rules of the game and the doctor knew them inside and out. Out of desperation, she tried to attack and took a series of quick blows to the stomach and breasts for her effort, which sent her to her knees. Rebecca grabbed her hair and was with in her right to punch her in the face until she was unconscious. She looked into the half conscious face of the woman who knelt before her, arms hanging limply at her sides.
Rebecca knew that she had been given a lesson she would never forget. She knelt there on her knees, arms hanging loosely at her sides, head back and mouth agape. At the full mercy of the doctor, she wanted to punch senseless.
Rebecca letting go of her hair slapped her face a few times, “get up and fight damn you.”
The woman was beyond getting up or defending herself. Rebecca forced her to her feet by pulling her hair until she stood then with a knee to her crotch and a hard right to her stomach, she dropped like a sack of rocks to the floor out cold.
Dorothy looked at Rebecca who stood in the center of the circle of women. Sweating profusely, bloody, with both breasts covered with bruises, the right one with several large ugly black ones. Turning to the twins she asked “well”?