08-04-2008, 09:03 AM
Don't Mess With Marie written by Ace
Powered by muscles that had grown firm because of her regular workouts, Marie's left fist landed hard on it's target, the tanned belly of a co-worker. Marie's middle knuckle made a perfect hit on the other woman's navel. A guttural "UUGGNNNN" was forced from deep within her.
Marie noted the way her fist sank in and knew she would come back to that area. Her opponent doubled over, causing her bare, ripe breasts to hang down invitingly. Grimly, Marie sent an uppercut into each one, her fists smashing into the nipples. The blonde screamed and covered her wounded breasts with her arms. This rudimentary defense only left her lower body vulnerable. Without pause, Marie delivered devastating punches to the woman's naked lower belly, her fists burying into the woman's belly to the right and left of her navel and a couple of inches below it.
"UUGGGGGHHH"
She turned away from her tormentor and pressed her hands on her lower belly and tried to will the pain away. It seemed as if a ball of fire was burning deep in her belly. Marie thought, "How could this be happening? Here I am destroying a fellow teacher. Is this what I went to college for?
Yet she knew in her heart that the woman deserved it, indeed had been asking for it for months. The other woman, Linda, at 27 was five years older than Marie and had been teaching at the small rural elementary school for four years when Marie was hired. She had long ago learned to use her assertive personality and blonde good looks to get her way.
Unfortunately, she thought that school's purpose was to provide her an easy job with summers off rather than an environment for children to learn, and grow in a safe, nurturing environment. Marie remembered the many times she had seen Linda show no patience with the slow learners on the playground. She had seen the tears caused by Linda's abrupt, derogatory comments to children. It made her realize that Linda was being taught a lesson she needed.
Accordingly, she proceeded with the lesson. Linda had turned away from Marie and was still trying to message away the pain in her lower belly. It was easy for Marie to send a side kick across the middle of Linda's stomach, above the protecting hands.
"OOOOMMMPH"
Marie's foot and ankle impaled Linda's stomach, forcibly removing most of her wind. Marie finished the job by sending two hard jabs into Linda's upper abs. Linda was not very defined there on her best day, and the beating she was taking left her no strength to tighten those muscles.
"OOOOOOO" was all that came from Linda's lips as the remainder of her air was expelled violently from her lungs. Linda just stood there, weaving, hands at her side, trying vainly to find the air her body craved. Marie stepped in front of the blonde, wanting only to really hurt this person. She normally didn't punch to the breasts, but this was different. Taking careful aim, she punched Linda's right breast with two quick, powerful punches. The soft target was flattened against Linda's rib cage. Linda opened her mouth as the pain coursed through her, but no sound came out. Marie quickly switched to the left tit and watched as it swung first to the left and then to the right with the force of the blows.
This whole affair had begun as a relatively simple stomach punching contest, the kind of activity Marie had much experience in. It came about as a result of something a drunken Linda had said at the end-of-the-year staff party.
A couple of weeks before school ended, Linda had an ugly confrontation with the mother of one of her students. Once a student got on the bad side of Linda, it was virtually impossible to get in her good graces. Nothing the fifth grader, Josh, could do pleased his teacher. The final straw came when she ripped up his end-of-the-year science report and gave him a zero because his little sister had spilled some juice on it that morning at the breakfast table. When Josh got home, he tearfully told his mother when she returned from work. The mom, furious, drove to school late that afternoon to confront the teacher. Nothing she could say would change Linda's mind about the report. The last straw was when the mom, Jackie told Linda that her son was so upset, he had cried, the teacher said something like, "That sounds just like him. You better hope he's not gay".
Jackie snapped.
Even though she was a petite woman, weighing about 100 pounds, she gave Linda a resounding slap right across the face. Linda's eyes glowed as brightly as her face as she advanced on Jackie. "So that's the way it's gonna be. You're going to regret that big time, sister", she threatened. She followed up her threat by punching Jackie in the face with her closed fist. Jackie staggered back and Linda pursued, punching her again in the face.
The two women then fell to the floor, Linda on top. Jackie's shirt was ripped open as the two rolled around. Using her strength to good advantage, Linda hauled the smaller woman to her feet and threw her against the wall. She finished the job of tearing Jackie's shirt completely off, leaving her dressed in her short skirt and bra.
"You're going to pay, now, little woman", Linda smirked as she punch Jackie in her stomach. "OOOOFF" Jackie gasped as the punch landed half way between breasts and belly button, which was just visible above the skirt's waistband. Linda quickly punched her again in the same place.
Jackie was trim, with a flat stomach that was that way more because of good genes than stomach crunches. Jackie held her midsection with both hands, leaving her face a good target. "Smack". Linda's fist struck her in the forehead, stunning her and making it easy for Linda to push Jackie back into the wall. She held the little brunette with her left arm across Jackie's chest. Her right fist was free to dig uppercut's into the 30 year old's stomach.
"UUUGGG, OOOMMPH, OOOOO" She couldn't breathe and was rapidly slipping into unconsciousness.
"Wake up" commanded Linda, and slapped her. Jackie's hands came up to her face, and Linda drove a savage uppercut deep into the pit of her stomach, just above her navel. "UUGGNNN", she croaked.
Linda's arm was pulled back, ready to deliver another punch to the helpless woman when a strong hand caught her arm with a grip that stopped the punch in mid-air. Marie had heard the noise of the fight from down the hall and had rushed in to see what was happening.
"What's going on here? Mrs. Johnson, are you all right?" she asked stepping between the two combatants. The beaten woman nodded that she was OK. Linda informed Marie that her interference was not needed. She had been attacked by the parent and was probably going to press charges. Her spirit drained, Jackie begged Linda not to do that. She said that would cost her her job. "Fine" said Linda smugly, "Just get out of my room, and tell your son that report better be on my desk tomorrow or he'll be repeating fifth grade.
Marie helped the woman get her things and walk to the car, then confronted Linda. The blonde teacher's attitude was that the parent had it coming, and "I just gave her what she deserved". Marie told her if she wanted to fight that badly she should go after someone more her size.
"You mean like you?" she smirked.
"Maybe", said Marie.
"Yeah", I know about you, Jackie replied, I hear you like to punch people in the stomach".
Marie was caught off guard. She had tried very hard to keep her hobbies of boxing and BP contests totally a part of her personal life. "See you at the party, Linda said as she brushed past Marie.
Marie looked with grim satisfaction at Linda, who was backed up to the wall of the women's locker room at the health club. Linda's breasts ached horribly from the punches she had just received from Marie. Incredibly, she glared at Marie. "You b----", she hissed, and lunged at Marie with a wild right.
Marie easily parried the blow and let Linda's forward momentum carry her into the fist that was already zipping toward her stomach. "UUGGNNN" was all that was heard as Linda took the shot just above her belly button. She groaned and doubled over. Marie pushed her back into a sitting position on a bench as her mind went back to the staff party.
Linda had arrived at the party a few hours after the encounter with Jackie Johnson. She was already flying high and looking forward to getting even higher that night. Inevitably Marie and Linda crossed paths that night, and even though Marie wanted to avoid a confrontation, she could not do so. Linda proclaimed to the other party goers that there was a professional boxer in the room, someone who got their kicks from punching others in the belly. Marie calmly denied that, but Linda kept pushing until she actually challenged her to a BP contest. The two agreed to meet the next evening at the health club Marie worked out in and managed on the weekends. Marie left the party early, disturbed that her physical fitness program of boxing was being bandied about by everyone in the room.
The next evening, Marie showed up at the club, letting herself in with the key she was allowed to keep. She propped the side door open for Linda (although she doubted the blonde would show) and went downstairs to change. In a few minutes, however, Linda walked in dressed in the clothes previously agreed to: black shorts that came up to the navel and a cut-off tee shirt. Marie was similarly dressed in white shorts and cut-off tee. There was to be no punching to any area covered by clothes and none to the face. Punches would alternate and if a person stepped back, totally doubled over, or fell, her opponent would receive a point.
The two women stood facing each other, one blonde, the other brunette. They were each approx. 5'9" and weighed about 130 pounds. There the similarity faded somewhat. Linda's stomach was flat, it did not display the firmness that was evident in Marie's defined abs. Linda possessed more the body of a showgirl while Marie had more the life guard body.
Marie told Linda to take the first shot, so Linda put all her strength behind an uppercut that landed with a "thud" in the middle of Marie's upper abs.
Powered by muscles that had grown firm because of her regular workouts, Marie's left fist landed hard on it's target, the tanned belly of a co-worker. Marie's middle knuckle made a perfect hit on the other woman's navel. A guttural "UUGGNNNN" was forced from deep within her.
Marie noted the way her fist sank in and knew she would come back to that area. Her opponent doubled over, causing her bare, ripe breasts to hang down invitingly. Grimly, Marie sent an uppercut into each one, her fists smashing into the nipples. The blonde screamed and covered her wounded breasts with her arms. This rudimentary defense only left her lower body vulnerable. Without pause, Marie delivered devastating punches to the woman's naked lower belly, her fists burying into the woman's belly to the right and left of her navel and a couple of inches below it.
"UUGGGGGHHH"
She turned away from her tormentor and pressed her hands on her lower belly and tried to will the pain away. It seemed as if a ball of fire was burning deep in her belly. Marie thought, "How could this be happening? Here I am destroying a fellow teacher. Is this what I went to college for?
Yet she knew in her heart that the woman deserved it, indeed had been asking for it for months. The other woman, Linda, at 27 was five years older than Marie and had been teaching at the small rural elementary school for four years when Marie was hired. She had long ago learned to use her assertive personality and blonde good looks to get her way.
Unfortunately, she thought that school's purpose was to provide her an easy job with summers off rather than an environment for children to learn, and grow in a safe, nurturing environment. Marie remembered the many times she had seen Linda show no patience with the slow learners on the playground. She had seen the tears caused by Linda's abrupt, derogatory comments to children. It made her realize that Linda was being taught a lesson she needed.
Accordingly, she proceeded with the lesson. Linda had turned away from Marie and was still trying to message away the pain in her lower belly. It was easy for Marie to send a side kick across the middle of Linda's stomach, above the protecting hands.
"OOOOMMMPH"
Marie's foot and ankle impaled Linda's stomach, forcibly removing most of her wind. Marie finished the job by sending two hard jabs into Linda's upper abs. Linda was not very defined there on her best day, and the beating she was taking left her no strength to tighten those muscles.
"OOOOOOO" was all that came from Linda's lips as the remainder of her air was expelled violently from her lungs. Linda just stood there, weaving, hands at her side, trying vainly to find the air her body craved. Marie stepped in front of the blonde, wanting only to really hurt this person. She normally didn't punch to the breasts, but this was different. Taking careful aim, she punched Linda's right breast with two quick, powerful punches. The soft target was flattened against Linda's rib cage. Linda opened her mouth as the pain coursed through her, but no sound came out. Marie quickly switched to the left tit and watched as it swung first to the left and then to the right with the force of the blows.
This whole affair had begun as a relatively simple stomach punching contest, the kind of activity Marie had much experience in. It came about as a result of something a drunken Linda had said at the end-of-the-year staff party.
A couple of weeks before school ended, Linda had an ugly confrontation with the mother of one of her students. Once a student got on the bad side of Linda, it was virtually impossible to get in her good graces. Nothing the fifth grader, Josh, could do pleased his teacher. The final straw came when she ripped up his end-of-the-year science report and gave him a zero because his little sister had spilled some juice on it that morning at the breakfast table. When Josh got home, he tearfully told his mother when she returned from work. The mom, furious, drove to school late that afternoon to confront the teacher. Nothing she could say would change Linda's mind about the report. The last straw was when the mom, Jackie told Linda that her son was so upset, he had cried, the teacher said something like, "That sounds just like him. You better hope he's not gay".
Jackie snapped.
Even though she was a petite woman, weighing about 100 pounds, she gave Linda a resounding slap right across the face. Linda's eyes glowed as brightly as her face as she advanced on Jackie. "So that's the way it's gonna be. You're going to regret that big time, sister", she threatened. She followed up her threat by punching Jackie in the face with her closed fist. Jackie staggered back and Linda pursued, punching her again in the face.
The two women then fell to the floor, Linda on top. Jackie's shirt was ripped open as the two rolled around. Using her strength to good advantage, Linda hauled the smaller woman to her feet and threw her against the wall. She finished the job of tearing Jackie's shirt completely off, leaving her dressed in her short skirt and bra.
"You're going to pay, now, little woman", Linda smirked as she punch Jackie in her stomach. "OOOOFF" Jackie gasped as the punch landed half way between breasts and belly button, which was just visible above the skirt's waistband. Linda quickly punched her again in the same place.
Jackie was trim, with a flat stomach that was that way more because of good genes than stomach crunches. Jackie held her midsection with both hands, leaving her face a good target. "Smack". Linda's fist struck her in the forehead, stunning her and making it easy for Linda to push Jackie back into the wall. She held the little brunette with her left arm across Jackie's chest. Her right fist was free to dig uppercut's into the 30 year old's stomach.
"UUUGGG, OOOMMPH, OOOOO" She couldn't breathe and was rapidly slipping into unconsciousness.
"Wake up" commanded Linda, and slapped her. Jackie's hands came up to her face, and Linda drove a savage uppercut deep into the pit of her stomach, just above her navel. "UUGGNNN", she croaked.
Linda's arm was pulled back, ready to deliver another punch to the helpless woman when a strong hand caught her arm with a grip that stopped the punch in mid-air. Marie had heard the noise of the fight from down the hall and had rushed in to see what was happening.
"What's going on here? Mrs. Johnson, are you all right?" she asked stepping between the two combatants. The beaten woman nodded that she was OK. Linda informed Marie that her interference was not needed. She had been attacked by the parent and was probably going to press charges. Her spirit drained, Jackie begged Linda not to do that. She said that would cost her her job. "Fine" said Linda smugly, "Just get out of my room, and tell your son that report better be on my desk tomorrow or he'll be repeating fifth grade.
Marie helped the woman get her things and walk to the car, then confronted Linda. The blonde teacher's attitude was that the parent had it coming, and "I just gave her what she deserved". Marie told her if she wanted to fight that badly she should go after someone more her size.
"You mean like you?" she smirked.
"Maybe", said Marie.
"Yeah", I know about you, Jackie replied, I hear you like to punch people in the stomach".
Marie was caught off guard. She had tried very hard to keep her hobbies of boxing and BP contests totally a part of her personal life. "See you at the party, Linda said as she brushed past Marie.
Marie looked with grim satisfaction at Linda, who was backed up to the wall of the women's locker room at the health club. Linda's breasts ached horribly from the punches she had just received from Marie. Incredibly, she glared at Marie. "You b----", she hissed, and lunged at Marie with a wild right.
Marie easily parried the blow and let Linda's forward momentum carry her into the fist that was already zipping toward her stomach. "UUGGNNN" was all that was heard as Linda took the shot just above her belly button. She groaned and doubled over. Marie pushed her back into a sitting position on a bench as her mind went back to the staff party.
Linda had arrived at the party a few hours after the encounter with Jackie Johnson. She was already flying high and looking forward to getting even higher that night. Inevitably Marie and Linda crossed paths that night, and even though Marie wanted to avoid a confrontation, she could not do so. Linda proclaimed to the other party goers that there was a professional boxer in the room, someone who got their kicks from punching others in the belly. Marie calmly denied that, but Linda kept pushing until she actually challenged her to a BP contest. The two agreed to meet the next evening at the health club Marie worked out in and managed on the weekends. Marie left the party early, disturbed that her physical fitness program of boxing was being bandied about by everyone in the room.
The next evening, Marie showed up at the club, letting herself in with the key she was allowed to keep. She propped the side door open for Linda (although she doubted the blonde would show) and went downstairs to change. In a few minutes, however, Linda walked in dressed in the clothes previously agreed to: black shorts that came up to the navel and a cut-off tee shirt. Marie was similarly dressed in white shorts and cut-off tee. There was to be no punching to any area covered by clothes and none to the face. Punches would alternate and if a person stepped back, totally doubled over, or fell, her opponent would receive a point.
The two women stood facing each other, one blonde, the other brunette. They were each approx. 5'9" and weighed about 130 pounds. There the similarity faded somewhat. Linda's stomach was flat, it did not display the firmness that was evident in Marie's defined abs. Linda possessed more the body of a showgirl while Marie had more the life guard body.
Marie told Linda to take the first shot, so Linda put all her strength behind an uppercut that landed with a "thud" in the middle of Marie's upper abs.