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Chapter 4: The Battle
David had left the room for several hours. They pondered their fate as they hung together, speculating on how bad things would become.
David returned finally, walking in to the room completely naked. This was meant to stun them and it did. Their eyes widened as he entered and, of course, their gaze immediately went to his package. Overall he was in good shape. He was not muscle bound but it was obvious that he carried little body fat and he moved with a certain grace and balance. The area that had drawn the girls’ gaze was a jungle thatch of thick, black, curly pubic hair. It framed an unusual dick and set of balls. His dick was not particularly long but its girth was completely out of proportion to any other part of his body. It was a thick dick! It was circumcised with a quite large mushroom head. Sitting below this thick pole was a huge set of balls. They showed assurance of great potency and stamina. One ball was especially large and hung quite low. His dick was in a semi-erect state and the head was just beginning to shine as its covering of skin was beginning to be stretched somewhat tightly.
The questions that immediately came to each of the cunt’s mind was, “Where is he going to stick that fucking thing and how am I going to accommodate it?”
He stood posing with his hands on his hips and his groin pushed slightly forward. His stance also showed that he had quite powerful thighs as those muscles presented themselves quite firmly.
Then, he moved forward and stood directly in front of Patricia. His right hand went down to grasp his dick and point its piss slit directly at her. At first she thought he was just giving more impetus to his need for exhibition and that he just wanted to be sure she would look at him. Then as she saw him strain somewhat her mind began to revolt at what she knew was coming. And it did. A solid stream of yellow piss shot from his slit and hit her directly in her pussy. The piss seemed to splatter everywhere and she was taken aback at both its force and its warmth. She screamed! Piss was now dripping from her pussy hair, flowing down her thighs and accumulating in a pool at her feet. Some was splattering up and hitting the bottoms of her beautiful tits. Some was even splattering on to Simone who was secured closely beside her.
Simone was screaming, “You filthy bastard! You’ll pay for this and rot in hell you fucking scumbag!”
As his piss stream finally began to diminish, and while his right hand began shaking droplets from his dick, his left fist flew out and caught Simone directly in the stomach.
She bent over as far as her bonds would allow as the air was driven from her. She couldn’t scream any more because she was sucking air.
He turned and exited the room. Both girls, despite their new distress, couldn’t help but notice that he had almost no ass at all – just muscles segueing from his back to his strong thighs.
After about an hour he returned – again naked of course. Patricia reeked of urine. Simone seemed somewhat dazed.
David made the first mistake he had ever made in all of his adventures with diminishing and destroying bitches. Perhaps it was due to his success. Perhaps he had become too self-confident in his success. Perhaps he needed LardAss around to help keep him focused and grounded.
He overestimated the amount of devastation he had brought to Simone. She certainly seemed out of it. Her distress seemed real and debilitating. And, in fact, she was distressed. But her will and her abilities were not that diminished. She was a martial arts instructor. She was in superb physical condition. And she was not an easy mark to be conquered. As she continued to show outward signs of a complete lack of will, she waited and planned for the right moment.
David walked to the two ladies, and using a set of strong shears, cut the cord that was around Simone’s neck. He told her to turn around and he cut the bonds that held her hands. She whispered a thank you in a pitiful sounding voice and rubbed her wrists vigorously and stretched to eliminate the kinks in her body.
He had stepped back to again admire her body as it rippled with her movements. But, in a lapse of good judgment, he didn’t move back far enough.
Suddenly her right arm shot forward and with a huge splat the palm of her hand was driven in to his nose. Cartilage could be heard being broken and rearranged. The force of her blow snapped his head back. She had used this type of blow once on a would-be rapist. It had ended everything for him as blood gushed from his nose, tears flooded his eyes, and stars floated in his brain. She assumed the same thing would happen to David since this particular hit was delivered even better.
It did not happen. His nose had been broken too many times and the blood vessels were cemented shut from previous battles in such away that no blood was going to flood from anywhere in that region. A slight dribble of blood did flow from his right nostril but it was nothing.
He was a former champion boxer in college. Pain was irrelevant to him. He reached up and grasped the sides of his nose with both hands and gave it a quick snap to put it back in place. Then he looked at her and grinned. Finally, he moved into his stance. She was taken aback at his instant recovery and she, too, took her stance.
They circled each other warily, sizing up their respective situations. They were a magnificent sight. Both in excellent condition. Both confident in their abilities. Both looking for an opening. She was about two inches taller than he. He was thicker in the legs and shoulders. They were two naked creatures preparing to bring havoc and devastation on to the other.
Suddenly she dropped, supported herself on one had and tried a leg sweep. He skipped over it effortlessly and tried to land on her hand that was supporting her. She had anticipated his move and she quickly recovered and bounced to her feet. And bounced she did as her wonderful tits seemed to float in air. In the meantime with his up-and- down motion his thick dick and bounced up to hit his flat stomach and then return to its normal dangle.
They again circled. He shot forth a left jab that was as quick as a cobra and should have caught her directly on the point of her chin. She ducked beneath it easily and aimed a kick for his nuts. He had seen the movement out of his peripheral vision and turned his hips slightly to catch the kick on the side of this thigh. Her foot stung as it came against a muscle that was hard as granite.
All at once they were a blur of motions. Fists flying, elbows spinning, and legs dancing. They were a blur of offensive and defensive moves. No finishing blows were struck but several landed well enough to certainly cause irritation. They were two naked gladiators, wonderful to look at and fighting to the death – no holds barred. For her it was a new experience of battle. She had never encountered someone who bobbed and weaved and made it so difficult to land a solid, meaningful kick or chop. For him it was a new experience of battle. He had never encountered a bitch that was this tall and yet so quick and elusive.
Patricia was screaming, “Kill the fucking bastard Simone!” Castrate him! Make him eat his nuts!”
The feinting and striking moves went on for a solid thirty minutes with no visible results. Each had bruises on various parts of their body. Each was breathing through their mouth to acquire as much oxygen as possible. Each was covered with sweat.
He had tried clinching with her once when she had made a tactical error and circled into a corner. The clinch was two beasts trying to destroy one another. She was grasping for his balls with one hand and scratching for his eyes with the other. He was pummeling her in the kidneys with blows that should have put her out of action. He felt her grasping hand get to the top of his pubic hair. He knew he was a goner if she got his nuts. His head was burrowed in her chest between her mountainous tits. His mouth moved forward and he got a solid mouthful of the inside of her right tit. He bit down with all of his might into the smooth tit meat. She screamed like an inhuman creature and quickly jerked away. A bit of her flesh was left in his mouth and he spit it out with disdain.
David realized that her youth would outlast his superior muscles and she was too quick for him to deliver any meaningful combinations. She had tried many times to kick him in the nuts and he knew that if she ever did, it would be the end of a reign of terror that he had brought to many cunts.
He took a major chance and let a karate chop get past what seemed to be a missed block on his part. The chop caught him in the side of the neck and he dropped to one knee, feigning injury that was not as bad as he demonstrated. She underestimated him. She shot forward a kick to his face and for some reason the kick was more deliberate rather than completely reflexive. He grabbed her leg and while she was off balance, he rammed his fist upward directly in to the center of her pussy. Simone had been in many mock battles and had blows delivered to all parts of her body. But none had ever been delivered to the feminine area between her legs. For some reason, this was a new experience that gave her pause to think. This was no time for thinking. This was only a time for animal reflexes that tried to kill the opponent. It was her undoing. He rose up still holding her leg. She went down on her back and the back of her head snapped against the hard floor. He didn’t think. He simply reacted. He forgot about any boxing strategy and began reigning kicks on to her body, aiming specifically for her huge tits. They were an easy target and each kick diminished her will a bit more.
Finally Simone did the only thing practical. She rolled into a fetal ball to expose only less sensitive parts. He accommodated her by kicking her fine ass. Blow after blow rained upon the ass that had reigned as proudly as she had been accustomed to ruling over males. She ruled no more and the reign of her ass was over!
He quickly got some plastic ties from somewhere and secured her ankles tightly. Then he used longer plastic ties to secure her knees tightly together. She was in effect, completely hobbled. Her upper body was free to move but her legs were locked tightly together.
The then walked over to Patricia. He kicked her feet slightly apart which brought her body lower and tightened the noose around her neck. Then he said, “I thought you would like to share in the pain that your bitch friend received! Also, this is for choosing her side.”
At that, he started an uppercut that seemed to come from his ankles and drove his clenched fist directly into her pussy. The power of his blow actually lifted her from the floor and as she fell back down the noose snapped around her neck. Her eyes bulged and her tongue protruded. He then quickly cut the cord holding her upright and she slumped to the floor. He then delivered devastating kicks to her tits until they matched Simone’s in color and swelling. He exited the room quickly to the sounds of their groaning and tears. He returned a few moments later with two hypodermics in his hand. They could vaguely see what he was doing through their tears but they were simply too weak and in too much pain to resist. He slipped the hypos into their butts and within moments they were asleep.
He then produced a pair of dental pliers and began work on the two victims.
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