08-05-2008, 06:08 AM
Gut Punching Soap Opera written by Dennis
This is an original idea I made up, make a gut punching soap opera Of sorts, starring all of us on here. It is called As the Belly Turns. Here is the first compilation.
Basil and Dennis were in the living room, watching TV and about Going to sleep. Basil had dozed off and Dennis was about to when he Saw his favorite girl on Smackdown arguing with Stone Cold Steve Austin and she had a beer vender's bucket on her, an empty one at That. Finally, Stone Cold ripped her top off of her and her bra and Soft belly just jiggled as she ran. Her smooth, creamy belly as Soft as a pillow, yet knowing there had to be muscle under there. Dennis woke Basil up.
Hey Basil, wake up! Dennis said excitedly
HNNNGGGHHHHH! Basil muttered
Look at this stomach on Steph, extremely cute, isn't she?
Oh hell yeah! Basil agreed as he jumped off the couch. That's Definitely a wake up call, now all she needs is Trish to sneak up Behind her and waffle her in the gut and my night is complete.
Give it time, this is WWF, not Guiding Light, they always fight on here. Dennis stated.
Finally, the show went to commercial and announced that RAW was coming to their area in a week, and there were still some tickets available. Basil gave a clever, but mischievous smile to Dennis.
Dennis, get on the phone and get some tickets, this gives me an idea.
'George' went through the motions of the day as if everything was as normal and bland as wheat bread, but they weren't. His name wasn't George at all, his name was Connor McClain and his Code name was Punisher. He was a CIA operative with an assignment to rendezvous with a beautiful tennis player named Anna. Anna supposedly had information on a famous singer named Britney Spears, who was actually an informant for the Chinese, and knew of the plans to build a nuclear bomb. Anna would be playing today, and Punisher knew he had to be there.
As he walked toward the courts a few hours later, he noticed Anna as he took his seat, and she noticed him, but pretended to keep focus to her match. She did her normal stretching routine and did a back bend that showed off every muscle and curve in her stomach, and immediately, that sight stayed with Punisher the rest of the day, even throughout the whole match. Every time she served, her stomach showed. Every time she hit a forehand, her stomach showed. That stomach was a fixation, and he wondered how she would react to a belly punch, and how long it would take to penetrate those muscles to go deep in. Punisher knew he had a job to do, but work w/o a little fun and pleasure would make his job boring, now wouldn't it?
It was the day of the show. Dennis and Basil had tickets in their hand and were aiming toward their front row seats. They got the seats from a mutual friend that could not go to the show. So they take their seats, and start reading their programs when Steph comes out from the curtain, probably to talk about the angle for that night with Trish Stratus and Test. Stephanie was wearing this small crop top that showed off the bottom half of her stomach, and it looked soft, but had the slightest hint of muscle, which meant she liked to work out. The thing that attracted the two to her is that she was all natural. Big breasts, beautiful stomach, and no plastic anywhere to be seen. Dennis didn't know about Basil, but he knew he wouldn't touch Trish with a ten-foot pole, the way she was whored up and looked like tupperware.
Stephanie stretched her arms for a couple seconds, and Test poked her belly, and she laughed. It was obvious that area was sensitive to Steph, and that was very obvious to Basil.
"Wait till the show is over, I have an idea," Basil said as she showed a couple backstage passes.
Dennis responded with a sly smile, knowing Basil's intentions.
Butch, Ace, and John were roommates that lived on beachfront property. Just about everyday, the binoculars came out and they had them aimed on the stomachs of some of the most beautiful girls in the world. They couldn't get on the beach every day, because John used his nickname 'Fist' personally. He had the intention to always hide behind closed spots and wait for the one girl with the best stomach to go in that area, then he'd 'accidentally' elbow or punch them or something in the stomach, getting some kind of reaction, but not enough to do any permanent reaction. He got away with it enough, but to keep getting away with it, he had to stay away from the beach sometimes, and so did his roommates.
One day, they found something very interesting. Ace was sitting out on the deck talking to a beautiful blond with a thong bikini and a beautiful smile. Soon enough, 3 equally beautiful women came up from behind and knocked her down.
"Hey BITCH!" The ringleader smarted off. "I saw you flirting with our boyfriends over there, now we'll take care of you!"
The blonde's name was Courtney. She was 5'10" and 130 pounds, and she had a 6-pack stomach and a very firm chest and butt area. Her beautiful body caught the ire of the 3 other women, named Sarah, Heather, and Rachel, who were beautiful in their own right, but nothing like Courtney.
Before she could answer, Sarah caught Courtney with an uppercut to the breadbasket, doubling her over.
OOOOOPPPPPPPP!!!! Courtney bellowed out. But she had a 6 pack, so it would take a harder punch than that to take her out.
"Is that all you've got?" Courtney said between slight breaths. She was still holding her belly, but her abs were strong, she knew she could take a few.
From that one statement, Rachel and Heather held up Courtney by both arms and were preparing to inflict more damage.
"You didn't think we were only going to hit you once, did you?" Rachel said with an obnoxious tone. "You are getting what is coming to you."
Ace knew he had to help Courtney, but he also wanted to see this. So he walked slower than normal so he could watch this. What would happen next would be the surprise of his life.
The match had gone on for sometime, and it was in the 3rd set. Anna was serving out the set to her opponent, and was in control. The serve was an ace, and Anna was on to the next round. Punisher gave his accolades along to the rest of the crowd, and left the stadium, but not where anybody would have expected.
As he left the stadium, Punisher found a secret door to the Players' locker room, so he snuck in that doorway and peeked around for a while, but he knew he could not go around looking like the secret service like he had been. So he found a security guard, tiptoed behind him, and knocked him out with a sleeper hold and dragged him off.
Soon, Punisher was one of the bodyguards. He looked around for Anna's room and found it, with another bodyguard standing at the door. Punisher took his chance.
"Olson, Lieutenant Briggs needs you, I'll cover for you," Punisher said to the young guard.
"Thank you." The young bodyguard said as he left.
Punisher stood ground for about 5 minutes till the coast was clear, then he sneaked into Anna's room. It was plush and had all the amenities that a rich, spoiled tennis player would have. Anna was in the shower, and Punisher found this to be the perfect opportunity. He quietly entered the tennis player's bathroom, where she stood naked in the shower. She never heard him enter, so this made the situation even more perfect. He opened up the shower door to see a naked Anna Kournikova, all dripped in hot water in a steamy shower. Then as soon as she turned around and saw him, he laid a fist right in her belly button. Anna doubled over and grunted.
UUUNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Anna got on her knees and started coughing slightly. After she got her breath back, she looked up at Punisher and smiled.
"George, I knew you'd come." Anna said in her Russian accent. Punisher soon took off his clothes and joined her in the shower.
Natasha's belly was quivering. She was nervous, and this was a first step, to admit it, but it didn't seem to ease anything. She was about to star in her first belly-punching movie for Double Trouble, and she was going up against some real professionals in Mia and Franchesca.
The director came in and said that shooting was about to start, so the 3 participants needed to take off their clothes and get into their bikini bottoms. This would be a topless affair, and Natasha knew it. She also wondered if she had the body to do this.
Natasha was 5'4" and 140 pounds. She had ample breasts, and the best thing possible for a double trouble tape, a soft stomach. It had a slight hint of muscle, but mostly it was plump, and a good punch would go through, which is why she was hired for this gig. She got undressed and stood tall in the ring, waiting for her cue. The storyline was going to be that she would be the little sister to Mia and Fran, and that she was getting tired of having to follow in their footsteps, so she challenged them in the ring. It would be a belly punching contest, and since Natasha was a newcomer, she would be the one taking the majority of the punches. She was uneasy, but ready as the cameras were about to start. Before she was ready, she called Mia over.
"What's up?" Mia asked.
Natasha pulled her bikini bottom about one inch so that her lower belly showed.
"I want you to hit me here right now before shooting starts, I need to find out what I am going through."
"Are you sure?" Mia asked. "We're starting in about 5 minutes."
"Yeah, I am sure." Natasha said. She closed her eyes and put her arms over her head.
"Ok, your call." And Mia laid an uppercut precisely in the same spot Natasha asked.
OOOOOOFFFFFFFF......Natasha halfway doubled over and put her hands to her belly, but it was not a hard punch, so she didn't go over all the way. But she sure could feel it.
"Thanks, now I know what I am going through." Natasha said.
Natasha recovered from that punch for the next 4 or so minutes. Finally, the director came in and told them to get in position. A minute later, the only sound heard was:
ACTION!!!!
The show, overall, was pretty good so far. Stone Cold punked out Mr. McMahon as usual, HHH interfered, and Kurt Angle was at his most annoying. Intermission came, and this was the first time the backstage passes were legitimate. Basil and Dennis went into the back, and went to look for Stephanie.
"We need to keep a low profile in there, these guys could crush our necks with their eyeballs." Dennis said.
"No kidding." Basil said. "Just look around and do not ask for any autographs."
Basil and Dennis were in the back and soon passed up Test and Albert, who were talking about their upcoming match. These two were about 6'7" each and over 300 pounds. Knowing this, they knew they had to proceed w/o getting caught. They actually did want to live after this night. Finally, after a little walking around, they saw a what seemed to be accidentally opened dressing room. Thinking this was the men's dressing room, they tried to sneak past. But when they did, a woman in a black thong underwear and bra, with a soft belly spoke up. It was Stephanie.
"What are you guys doing here, you know this area is off limits to backstage passes, right?" Stephanie asked.
"Uhhh uhhh right......we know that.....I think we took a wrong turn somewhere." Basil stuttered.
"Damn it, Jim must be in the crowd again, otherwise you wouldn't get this far." Steph added.
Soon enough, a naked woman with an Incan tattoo on her arm shows up at the door. It was Lita.
"Steph, got some fresh meat did we?" Lita joked.
"Har har, they were just leaving, weren't you boys?"
"UMMMM, Yeah.......we're leaving now," Dennis stuttered as he noticed Lita's gorgeous naked body.
As they turned around though, Terri and Jackie were standing right there. And before Basil and Dennis could react, they both threw two uppercuts right in the guys' solar plexus.
UUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH, OOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!! They both bellowed as they hit the ground on their knees, covering their weakened stomachs.
"Bring them both in," Steph said. "I have some ideas." Stephanie smiled.
The girls pushed the weakened guys in the girls' locker room, and by this time, they barely could breathe. About 2 seconds later, Lita closed the door and locked it.
Punisher was in the shower with Anna, and she was recovering nicely. She got back up, still clutching her belly, and gave Punisher a kiss that went deep in his throat. He looked at her, and her steamy body was glistening with hot water and sweat, turning him on immediately.
You throw a good punch, I felt that. Anna said. ÒI see why they call you Punisher, George.
Your stomach was too hard to resist, it's all I could think about on that court.
I noticed. Anna smiled. ÒI have an idea.
Tell me about it. Punisher said with curiosity.
Well, you tie me up by those hooks, arms held high, and totally let me have it. I want the Punisher moniker to mean something.
Anything rules to this. Punisher smiled.
Anna smiled back. No, I want you to hit me as hard as you can, totally let me have it, until I can't take it anymore, or I pass out. Then ill tie you up and give you the same.
Punisher got the rope and started to tie her up. Shouldn't we have business to do? He said calmly.
Anna smiled, anticipating the pleasure. All work and no play makes Anna a bore. Pleasure before business I always say.
Anna was tied up with her arms over her head. She closed her eyes and started breathing heavy, as if she knew what a stomach punch did to her. Soon enough, Punisher started massaging her breasts and stomach, Anna breathed heavier. He started massaging and caressing her butt, even heavier breathing commenced. Soon enough, she let it all out.
PUNCH MEEEEEEEEEE........OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anna bellowed as she was asking for it all. Punisher read her mind and gave her a belly blaster to the bellybutton. Anna hunched over, but couldn't double over or hold her belly because she was tied up.
Punisher took a look at this girl breathing heavy and wanting more of the same. He gave a calm smile.
Pleasure before business you want, pleasure before business you are going to get.
Ace had gone outside to see Fist talking to Courtney, then the women showed up. Fist went back inside, probably to get a camera for this occasion, so Ace was the only one to lend help to this helpless woman. But an opportunity like this rarely happened, so he made sure he walked as slow as he could to help her, while watching the punching commence.
Look you cant, you are going to quit playing our boyfriends like this! Rachel said as she slapped Courtney in the face, knocking her over.
Courtney had recovered from the initial punch, and now was holding her face. She stood up and gave an uppercut into Sarah's solar plexus, doubling her over instantly.
AUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! Sarah bellowed. She sounded like she had no more breath left, meaning she wasn't used to taking punches in her stomach. Rachel charged and caught an elbow in the belly button.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!! Rachel went down to the ground in a second. Heather was next as she took a kick to the breadbasket.
AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! *Cough Cough, UNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Heather went down just like the other 2. Courtney then saw Ace walk off and become indignant. She then walked up to him and whirled him around, then gave him a stiff shot to the plexus.
HNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! UUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Ace bellowed as he doubled over. Courtney then kicked him in the breadbasket, knocking him to the ground.
So you were prepared to watch me get beat up I see. You men are all alike, so I will take care of you myself. Courtney said in anger. She picked up Ace again. But as she did that, Ace cocked his fist and caught her below the belly button.
HUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!! Courtney bellowed as she went to her knees. Ace looked at her, still holding his gut. Then he picked her up and put her up against a retaining wall and drilled a punch into her breadbasket, doubling her over.
UNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! OOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!! She stayed up though, meaning those 6 pack abs weren't there for just show. Ace knew this would be fun, but he didn't anticipate the 3 girls walking up behind him.
Natasha was still holding her belly, but she felt a tingling in there, like she felt the fist still inside her. She told shooting to hold up for about 2 minutes.
What for Natasha? Fran asked. Did that last punch hurt you?
Yes, but not like you think. Dave, I want to give up the script altogether.
Dave, the producer of this tape, looked at her awfully funny. But what for Natasha, we took all night last night writing it?!
Just think for a second, donut you think that we could make a tape w/o a storyline, just have the newcomer, like me, get a total belly beating from Fran and Mia. It would look a little more genuine, and besides, I kind of like it when it feels more real.
Dave looked at Fran and Mia, who didn't seem to object. All right, but this script cannot go to waste. Well shoot this genuine article now, and the second tape can be scripted.
Natasha was excited, she loved the fist from Mia and she wanted more, the genuine article, from both of them. It was about time to start, and Natasha asked Fran to hold her. Natasha said 3 words.
Punch me, Mia.
Dennis
This is an original idea I made up, make a gut punching soap opera Of sorts, starring all of us on here. It is called As the Belly Turns. Here is the first compilation.
Basil and Dennis were in the living room, watching TV and about Going to sleep. Basil had dozed off and Dennis was about to when he Saw his favorite girl on Smackdown arguing with Stone Cold Steve Austin and she had a beer vender's bucket on her, an empty one at That. Finally, Stone Cold ripped her top off of her and her bra and Soft belly just jiggled as she ran. Her smooth, creamy belly as Soft as a pillow, yet knowing there had to be muscle under there. Dennis woke Basil up.
Hey Basil, wake up! Dennis said excitedly
HNNNGGGHHHHH! Basil muttered
Look at this stomach on Steph, extremely cute, isn't she?
Oh hell yeah! Basil agreed as he jumped off the couch. That's Definitely a wake up call, now all she needs is Trish to sneak up Behind her and waffle her in the gut and my night is complete.
Give it time, this is WWF, not Guiding Light, they always fight on here. Dennis stated.
Finally, the show went to commercial and announced that RAW was coming to their area in a week, and there were still some tickets available. Basil gave a clever, but mischievous smile to Dennis.
Dennis, get on the phone and get some tickets, this gives me an idea.
'George' went through the motions of the day as if everything was as normal and bland as wheat bread, but they weren't. His name wasn't George at all, his name was Connor McClain and his Code name was Punisher. He was a CIA operative with an assignment to rendezvous with a beautiful tennis player named Anna. Anna supposedly had information on a famous singer named Britney Spears, who was actually an informant for the Chinese, and knew of the plans to build a nuclear bomb. Anna would be playing today, and Punisher knew he had to be there.
As he walked toward the courts a few hours later, he noticed Anna as he took his seat, and she noticed him, but pretended to keep focus to her match. She did her normal stretching routine and did a back bend that showed off every muscle and curve in her stomach, and immediately, that sight stayed with Punisher the rest of the day, even throughout the whole match. Every time she served, her stomach showed. Every time she hit a forehand, her stomach showed. That stomach was a fixation, and he wondered how she would react to a belly punch, and how long it would take to penetrate those muscles to go deep in. Punisher knew he had a job to do, but work w/o a little fun and pleasure would make his job boring, now wouldn't it?
It was the day of the show. Dennis and Basil had tickets in their hand and were aiming toward their front row seats. They got the seats from a mutual friend that could not go to the show. So they take their seats, and start reading their programs when Steph comes out from the curtain, probably to talk about the angle for that night with Trish Stratus and Test. Stephanie was wearing this small crop top that showed off the bottom half of her stomach, and it looked soft, but had the slightest hint of muscle, which meant she liked to work out. The thing that attracted the two to her is that she was all natural. Big breasts, beautiful stomach, and no plastic anywhere to be seen. Dennis didn't know about Basil, but he knew he wouldn't touch Trish with a ten-foot pole, the way she was whored up and looked like tupperware.
Stephanie stretched her arms for a couple seconds, and Test poked her belly, and she laughed. It was obvious that area was sensitive to Steph, and that was very obvious to Basil.
"Wait till the show is over, I have an idea," Basil said as she showed a couple backstage passes.
Dennis responded with a sly smile, knowing Basil's intentions.
Butch, Ace, and John were roommates that lived on beachfront property. Just about everyday, the binoculars came out and they had them aimed on the stomachs of some of the most beautiful girls in the world. They couldn't get on the beach every day, because John used his nickname 'Fist' personally. He had the intention to always hide behind closed spots and wait for the one girl with the best stomach to go in that area, then he'd 'accidentally' elbow or punch them or something in the stomach, getting some kind of reaction, but not enough to do any permanent reaction. He got away with it enough, but to keep getting away with it, he had to stay away from the beach sometimes, and so did his roommates.
One day, they found something very interesting. Ace was sitting out on the deck talking to a beautiful blond with a thong bikini and a beautiful smile. Soon enough, 3 equally beautiful women came up from behind and knocked her down.
"Hey BITCH!" The ringleader smarted off. "I saw you flirting with our boyfriends over there, now we'll take care of you!"
The blonde's name was Courtney. She was 5'10" and 130 pounds, and she had a 6-pack stomach and a very firm chest and butt area. Her beautiful body caught the ire of the 3 other women, named Sarah, Heather, and Rachel, who were beautiful in their own right, but nothing like Courtney.
Before she could answer, Sarah caught Courtney with an uppercut to the breadbasket, doubling her over.
OOOOOPPPPPPPP!!!! Courtney bellowed out. But she had a 6 pack, so it would take a harder punch than that to take her out.
"Is that all you've got?" Courtney said between slight breaths. She was still holding her belly, but her abs were strong, she knew she could take a few.
From that one statement, Rachel and Heather held up Courtney by both arms and were preparing to inflict more damage.
"You didn't think we were only going to hit you once, did you?" Rachel said with an obnoxious tone. "You are getting what is coming to you."
Ace knew he had to help Courtney, but he also wanted to see this. So he walked slower than normal so he could watch this. What would happen next would be the surprise of his life.
The match had gone on for sometime, and it was in the 3rd set. Anna was serving out the set to her opponent, and was in control. The serve was an ace, and Anna was on to the next round. Punisher gave his accolades along to the rest of the crowd, and left the stadium, but not where anybody would have expected.
As he left the stadium, Punisher found a secret door to the Players' locker room, so he snuck in that doorway and peeked around for a while, but he knew he could not go around looking like the secret service like he had been. So he found a security guard, tiptoed behind him, and knocked him out with a sleeper hold and dragged him off.
Soon, Punisher was one of the bodyguards. He looked around for Anna's room and found it, with another bodyguard standing at the door. Punisher took his chance.
"Olson, Lieutenant Briggs needs you, I'll cover for you," Punisher said to the young guard.
"Thank you." The young bodyguard said as he left.
Punisher stood ground for about 5 minutes till the coast was clear, then he sneaked into Anna's room. It was plush and had all the amenities that a rich, spoiled tennis player would have. Anna was in the shower, and Punisher found this to be the perfect opportunity. He quietly entered the tennis player's bathroom, where she stood naked in the shower. She never heard him enter, so this made the situation even more perfect. He opened up the shower door to see a naked Anna Kournikova, all dripped in hot water in a steamy shower. Then as soon as she turned around and saw him, he laid a fist right in her belly button. Anna doubled over and grunted.
UUUNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Anna got on her knees and started coughing slightly. After she got her breath back, she looked up at Punisher and smiled.
"George, I knew you'd come." Anna said in her Russian accent. Punisher soon took off his clothes and joined her in the shower.
Natasha's belly was quivering. She was nervous, and this was a first step, to admit it, but it didn't seem to ease anything. She was about to star in her first belly-punching movie for Double Trouble, and she was going up against some real professionals in Mia and Franchesca.
The director came in and said that shooting was about to start, so the 3 participants needed to take off their clothes and get into their bikini bottoms. This would be a topless affair, and Natasha knew it. She also wondered if she had the body to do this.
Natasha was 5'4" and 140 pounds. She had ample breasts, and the best thing possible for a double trouble tape, a soft stomach. It had a slight hint of muscle, but mostly it was plump, and a good punch would go through, which is why she was hired for this gig. She got undressed and stood tall in the ring, waiting for her cue. The storyline was going to be that she would be the little sister to Mia and Fran, and that she was getting tired of having to follow in their footsteps, so she challenged them in the ring. It would be a belly punching contest, and since Natasha was a newcomer, she would be the one taking the majority of the punches. She was uneasy, but ready as the cameras were about to start. Before she was ready, she called Mia over.
"What's up?" Mia asked.
Natasha pulled her bikini bottom about one inch so that her lower belly showed.
"I want you to hit me here right now before shooting starts, I need to find out what I am going through."
"Are you sure?" Mia asked. "We're starting in about 5 minutes."
"Yeah, I am sure." Natasha said. She closed her eyes and put her arms over her head.
"Ok, your call." And Mia laid an uppercut precisely in the same spot Natasha asked.
OOOOOOFFFFFFFF......Natasha halfway doubled over and put her hands to her belly, but it was not a hard punch, so she didn't go over all the way. But she sure could feel it.
"Thanks, now I know what I am going through." Natasha said.
Natasha recovered from that punch for the next 4 or so minutes. Finally, the director came in and told them to get in position. A minute later, the only sound heard was:
ACTION!!!!
The show, overall, was pretty good so far. Stone Cold punked out Mr. McMahon as usual, HHH interfered, and Kurt Angle was at his most annoying. Intermission came, and this was the first time the backstage passes were legitimate. Basil and Dennis went into the back, and went to look for Stephanie.
"We need to keep a low profile in there, these guys could crush our necks with their eyeballs." Dennis said.
"No kidding." Basil said. "Just look around and do not ask for any autographs."
Basil and Dennis were in the back and soon passed up Test and Albert, who were talking about their upcoming match. These two were about 6'7" each and over 300 pounds. Knowing this, they knew they had to proceed w/o getting caught. They actually did want to live after this night. Finally, after a little walking around, they saw a what seemed to be accidentally opened dressing room. Thinking this was the men's dressing room, they tried to sneak past. But when they did, a woman in a black thong underwear and bra, with a soft belly spoke up. It was Stephanie.
"What are you guys doing here, you know this area is off limits to backstage passes, right?" Stephanie asked.
"Uhhh uhhh right......we know that.....I think we took a wrong turn somewhere." Basil stuttered.
"Damn it, Jim must be in the crowd again, otherwise you wouldn't get this far." Steph added.
Soon enough, a naked woman with an Incan tattoo on her arm shows up at the door. It was Lita.
"Steph, got some fresh meat did we?" Lita joked.
"Har har, they were just leaving, weren't you boys?"
"UMMMM, Yeah.......we're leaving now," Dennis stuttered as he noticed Lita's gorgeous naked body.
As they turned around though, Terri and Jackie were standing right there. And before Basil and Dennis could react, they both threw two uppercuts right in the guys' solar plexus.
UUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH, OOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!! They both bellowed as they hit the ground on their knees, covering their weakened stomachs.
"Bring them both in," Steph said. "I have some ideas." Stephanie smiled.
The girls pushed the weakened guys in the girls' locker room, and by this time, they barely could breathe. About 2 seconds later, Lita closed the door and locked it.
Punisher was in the shower with Anna, and she was recovering nicely. She got back up, still clutching her belly, and gave Punisher a kiss that went deep in his throat. He looked at her, and her steamy body was glistening with hot water and sweat, turning him on immediately.
You throw a good punch, I felt that. Anna said. ÒI see why they call you Punisher, George.
Your stomach was too hard to resist, it's all I could think about on that court.
I noticed. Anna smiled. ÒI have an idea.
Tell me about it. Punisher said with curiosity.
Well, you tie me up by those hooks, arms held high, and totally let me have it. I want the Punisher moniker to mean something.
Anything rules to this. Punisher smiled.
Anna smiled back. No, I want you to hit me as hard as you can, totally let me have it, until I can't take it anymore, or I pass out. Then ill tie you up and give you the same.
Punisher got the rope and started to tie her up. Shouldn't we have business to do? He said calmly.
Anna smiled, anticipating the pleasure. All work and no play makes Anna a bore. Pleasure before business I always say.
Anna was tied up with her arms over her head. She closed her eyes and started breathing heavy, as if she knew what a stomach punch did to her. Soon enough, Punisher started massaging her breasts and stomach, Anna breathed heavier. He started massaging and caressing her butt, even heavier breathing commenced. Soon enough, she let it all out.
PUNCH MEEEEEEEEEE........OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anna bellowed as she was asking for it all. Punisher read her mind and gave her a belly blaster to the bellybutton. Anna hunched over, but couldn't double over or hold her belly because she was tied up.
Punisher took a look at this girl breathing heavy and wanting more of the same. He gave a calm smile.
Pleasure before business you want, pleasure before business you are going to get.
Ace had gone outside to see Fist talking to Courtney, then the women showed up. Fist went back inside, probably to get a camera for this occasion, so Ace was the only one to lend help to this helpless woman. But an opportunity like this rarely happened, so he made sure he walked as slow as he could to help her, while watching the punching commence.
Look you cant, you are going to quit playing our boyfriends like this! Rachel said as she slapped Courtney in the face, knocking her over.
Courtney had recovered from the initial punch, and now was holding her face. She stood up and gave an uppercut into Sarah's solar plexus, doubling her over instantly.
AUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! Sarah bellowed. She sounded like she had no more breath left, meaning she wasn't used to taking punches in her stomach. Rachel charged and caught an elbow in the belly button.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!! Rachel went down to the ground in a second. Heather was next as she took a kick to the breadbasket.
AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! *Cough Cough, UNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Heather went down just like the other 2. Courtney then saw Ace walk off and become indignant. She then walked up to him and whirled him around, then gave him a stiff shot to the plexus.
HNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! UUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Ace bellowed as he doubled over. Courtney then kicked him in the breadbasket, knocking him to the ground.
So you were prepared to watch me get beat up I see. You men are all alike, so I will take care of you myself. Courtney said in anger. She picked up Ace again. But as she did that, Ace cocked his fist and caught her below the belly button.
HUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!! Courtney bellowed as she went to her knees. Ace looked at her, still holding his gut. Then he picked her up and put her up against a retaining wall and drilled a punch into her breadbasket, doubling her over.
UNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! OOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!! She stayed up though, meaning those 6 pack abs weren't there for just show. Ace knew this would be fun, but he didn't anticipate the 3 girls walking up behind him.
Natasha was still holding her belly, but she felt a tingling in there, like she felt the fist still inside her. She told shooting to hold up for about 2 minutes.
What for Natasha? Fran asked. Did that last punch hurt you?
Yes, but not like you think. Dave, I want to give up the script altogether.
Dave, the producer of this tape, looked at her awfully funny. But what for Natasha, we took all night last night writing it?!
Just think for a second, donut you think that we could make a tape w/o a storyline, just have the newcomer, like me, get a total belly beating from Fran and Mia. It would look a little more genuine, and besides, I kind of like it when it feels more real.
Dave looked at Fran and Mia, who didn't seem to object. All right, but this script cannot go to waste. Well shoot this genuine article now, and the second tape can be scripted.
Natasha was excited, she loved the fist from Mia and she wanted more, the genuine article, from both of them. It was about time to start, and Natasha asked Fran to hold her. Natasha said 3 words.
Punch me, Mia.
Dennis