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Old 06-Oct-21, 23:47
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This is a continuation of the character from Wife's Sadistic Friend. This thread will have two stories. They are very violent and very sexual, so know what you're getting into.

Here's the intro to the first story, the real "meat" of the story will come soon.

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A year had passed since Cindy had raped and killed Frank. She had gotten away with it - when the investigation showed the bruises on her face and matching bruises on his knuckles, along with the copious amount of semen inside her, they quickly ruled it self-defense.

Starting a few months after the incident, Cindy starting feeling a void in her life. It wasn't the fact that Danielle and her were no longer friends - it was something deeper. She looked back on that day with fondness and arrousal. She wanted to feel that feeling again, of watching a man go through such pain and pleasure induced by the touch of her body. After searching a bit on the dark web, she managed to find an adequate outlet for this...

Meanwhile, her husband Dave had noticed that Cindy wasn't the same after that fateful day. But that was ok - he was understanding that after such a traumatic experience that it would take time to heal, and he wanted to be supportive. They had been married now for three years. Their sex life started to head downhill after the first year, and at this point it was barely active at all. He was disappointed by this - he was still extremely attracted to her and wanted her all the time, but she rarely was in the mood. And because of this rejection, when they actually did make love, he would get so turned on and cum so quickly that her frustration would just increase.

Lately he was started to get concerned. Once a month she was going out and staying out very late, without explanation. The next morning he'd see her and sometimes she would have bruises on her face and what little he got to see of her body. He also noticed that she seemed happier for a week or so after those nights, and that would slowly taper off until the next one. He wanted to remain supportive, but now it had been a full year, and he was suspicious that maybe she had started seeing another man and he was abusing her?

That night he knew she was going out for her monthly, well, whatever it was, and he decided he was going to figure out what she was up to. She called out to him, "I'm going out for the night, see you tomorrow, don't wait up for me." He rushed into his car as soon as the garage had closed and followed her.

The drive turned out to be pretty long, taking him out of the city and into the rural areas, eventually leading to a large barn outside of a farm. He saw her park and get out, and she made her way into the barn. Dave waited about five minutes, not sure if he should follow, eventually giving into his curiousity. There were a decent amount of cars parked there, but there was no signage indicating what this place was.

He walked in to see a short line waiting at what appeared to be a ticket counter. He looked around and didn't see Cindy anywhere. Assuming she had gone through the line already, he waited in it. When he got to the front, not knowing what this was, he said to the man at the ticket booth "One ticket, please". "That'll be $100. First time?" the man responded.

"Yep", Dave said, reaching into his wallet and luckily finding he was carrying enough cash, not wanting Cindy to see this show up on a credit card, if this place even took credit cards. Handing over the cash and receiving the ticket, he gave a little chuckle when the cashier said "If you tell anyone about anything you see here, we'll kill you." He looked up at the man expecting to see a smile, but was met with a serious stare, and he realized that the guy might not be joking. Taking his ticket, he headed to the entrance. "Seating is first-come-first-serve" the woman taking his ticket informed him. "Go quick, the place is going to really start filling up soon."

Inside he saw what appeared to be an arena that looked like it could probably hold roughly 5000 people, and what appeared to be a boxing ring in the center. Completely stunned and confused at what was transpiring, he took the woman's advice and headed to the front, seeing there was still a spot in the first row available and taking it. He awkwardly took his seat, looking around as the crowd filtered in.

"Hi, I'm Mitch. First time?" the guy next to him asked. "It is", Dave responded. "Well, you're in for a treat. My favorite fighter is fighting in the main event. Probably most of the crowd's favorite as well." Mitch said excitedly. Dave tried to keep his head somewhat low to stay out of view, while at the same time trying to scan the crowd to find Cindy, but not having any success.

After about 15 minutes, a voice was heard over a PA system. "Good evening ladies and gentelmen, and welcome to greatest Underground Fight Club around! A reminder that what happens here stays here, and any violations of that will have dire consequences. Anyway, sit back and enjoy the five fights we have this evening!"

Dave was surprised but not disappointed. If Cindy was just sneaking out to watch some underground fight club, that was better than her sleeping around. He watched as the first two fighters came to the ring. They appeared to know each other. The bell rang as the crowd continued filing in. "According to the fight program," Mitch said, showing Dave a pamphlet with five paragraphs on it, "these guys are buddies that just want to see who would win in a fight. Wouldn't expect anything too crazy here." Dave was no more than mildly intrigued by the match; after all, it wasn't the reason he was here. It was a pretty sloppy fight between a couple guys that didn't really know what they were doing, and ended relatively cordially, with one guy submitting after taking a few hard shots.

The next fight wasn't much better, between a couple of "up-and-comers", with a little more violence, but nothing to really remember. Dave still hadn't seen Cindy anywhere in the crowd.

The third fight he did notice - it was between two women. Mitch explained that one had "slept with the other one's man." What the girls lacked in technique they made up for in voracity, really going at it. But what set it apart was when one girl was straddling the other and pounding away at her, the one taking the beating tapped out... and the girl that was on top grabbed the hand that was doing the tapping, used it to pull her arm between her legs as she rolled to the side, arm-barring her with her thighs. "NOOOO!" the trapped one called, and the other smiled, and she thrust her pelvis up! The audience "oooohhh"ed as a loud "POP!" was heard, the girl's arm getting badly dislocated. The victim starting screaming as the victor turned to the referee and said "I'm good". The bell rang and the referee held up the girl's hand.

"Wait, what just happened? That girl tapped..." Dave asked Mitch. "Yeah, so, the rules here are that the fight isn't over until BOTH fighters agree that it's over." Mitch explained. Dave looked at him surprised. "Hehe, didn't know what you were getting into, did you newbie" Mitch chuckled. "Just wait until you see the next fight." Dave didn't ask what he meant by that and wasn't sure he wanted to know.

It turned out to be a match between members of rival gangs in the city, and it was a brutal back and forth. "Why don't they just try to hit each other in the nuts?" Dave asked Mitch. "Not allowed." Mitch replied. "It used to be. But then fights just became all about trying to get nut shots in and it really wasn't any fun to watch." Dave nodded.

In the ring, one man was trying to tap out as the other guy kept wailing on him, until the tapping stopped and the one getting beaten lost consciousness. The victor stood up, looked down with disdain at his fallen foe, and lifted his leg, and with all his might stomped on the head of his unconscious foe. He repeated it until you could tell that the loser was dead, blood and gore spilling onto the ring. "What the fuck just happened?!" Dave whisper-yelled, trying not to raise his voice too much, to Mitch. "No shots to the balls. But besides that anything goes" Mitch smirked, having seen this play out several times. Dave was starting to freak out - why did Cindy want to go watch people kill each other?!

Dave figured he had seen enough at this point and started to get up to go, when Mitch said to him "Hey, it freaked me out a bit the first time too. But you'll want to stay for the main event. Trust me, it'll be worth it." Dave considered it. He was confused, this wasn't what he was expecting at all. At that moment the beer vendor walked by his seat. "Cold beer here!" he yelled. "Two please, one for me and one for my new friend here!" Mitch yelled. Giving into habit of following social norms as he too often did, Dave sat back down and thanked Mitch, downing half his beer in one gulp, trying to drink away the thoughts going through his brain.

Within a few minutes the bloody mess on the canvas had been all cleared up. "Ladies and Gentelmen!" rang the voice from the PA. "It's now time for the main event. Welcome the brave challenger, here is Brian!" A fit, good looking guy came jogging down the aisle and hopped into the ring, shadow boxing, looking nervous.

"And the champion, please welcome back our biggest star, it's... Cindy!"
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Old 07-Oct-21, 13:50
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This story is freaking awesome!!!!!!!
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Cant wait to see the next part!
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It's long, taking me a while to proofread... so here's more, not complete yet.
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Dave's heart sunk and he suddenly realized what was happening before visually confirming it was her. Sure enough, he saw his wife come down the aisle, giving fives and fist bumps to fans.

She climbed up to the ring and Dave's mouth dropped at her attire. On the bottom she had what appeared to be Yoga pants... except cut off just below her butt. It had the same effect in terms of showing off her amazingly round bubble butt that was just a little bit disproportionately big for her size, but also showed her smooth thighs. They were worn in the early 2000s style, dangerously low, barely concealing her butt crack in the back and landing strip in the front. On top she wore a tiny pink crop top, so small that as she raised her hands to tie her hair into a pony tail, the bottom of her bra-less b-cup breasts could be seen up to the bottoms of her areolas. Between the tiny top and ultra-low shorts was her amazing stomach, not muscular, not scrawny, and not chubby - just smooth and amazing, with just the right amount of curve from her waist to her hips.

Dave was shocked. He loved when she used to bare her stomach before marriage, in fact he was completely obsessed with that part of her body, but she had stopped doing that shortly after they were married, and she had never before or after worn anything this slutty that he knew of. She never even let him touch her stomach any more - when they would make love she would slap his hand away when he tried, saying that it would make him cum even faster than usual. He was caught between arousal at the sight of her body, the jealousy of seeing that she was dressing like this for 5000 people and, more intimately, her opponent, but never for him, and the surrealness of the entire moment. "Isn't that the sexiest woman you've ever seen?" Mitch asked him. Dave, not really caring what Mitch had to say, honestly nodded silently.

In the ring, the fighters were ready, and the bell rang. Brian came toward Cindy slowly in a boxing stance... and Cindy held her arms out to him open wide. Brian shot her a confused look. "We're about to go through hell in here against each other." she said to him, smiling cutely and girlishly. "I think it'd be appropriate just to have a quick hug, show that we're in this for the sport, and that it's nothing personal." Brian's stance softened from confusion more than anything else, thinking she was up to something. "C'mon, I'm not going to hurt you with this hug" she purred, and winked at him. Brian's brain told him no, but looking at her body, his other head made a different decision, and he welcomed the embrace. She pressed her scantily clothed body against his shirtless body, and he immediately melted from the feeling of her skin, having never felt skin that felt so good. "I also wanted to do this because you're so hot", she whispered in his ear, her lips warmly and wetly brushing against it. "I wanted to feel you without it being violent. Maybe we can do some more touching after the fight." She felt his penis go from half hard to rock hard. She pulled her head back to look into his face while maintaining the embrace. "I guess we gotta do this fight though" she said so close to him that her lips brushed against his, her tongue darting out just a little to tease his lips. She gave him a soft kiss for just a second and turned to walk away, making sure to turn into him as she turned, rubbing her ample derrier against the erection in his shorts, stopping for just a second to move her hips back and forth once, taking note of the moan that her ass caused him to emit, and walked away.

Dave was a mess of jealousy at ringside, slumping in his seat, not knowing what to do, watching his wife do to another man what he wanted her to do to him so desparately.

When Cindy turned back to face Brian, she saw that her little trick was successful. Trying to get in a cheap shot in that embrace only could have done limited damage, whereas the psychological effects she saw were having immediate effects, and she had learned some useful information. She smiled sweetly to him and took up a boxing stance, him doing the same, but much less aggressively and less cautiously than before. He tried to keep it together, but all he could think of was the feeling of her skin, and then her short-clad butt rubbing against him, and how he just wanted to do whatever it took to get that again, something that he didn't realize at the moment was the last thing that he should want.

As they got in range of each other she flicked out a few jabs, which landed lightly on his hands and grazing his face. He threw back a hook that she dodged, and she noticed it didn't have a lot of bad intentions on it. She giggled and threw a couple punches just a little harder and a kick to his side. There was a balance between pissing him off enough to really throw hard, and throwing so lightly that he wouldn't throw any serious punches and open himself up, and she was trying to find the sweet spot in the middle. Fortunately for her, the kick to the side seemed to do it as it slapped off his flank, reminding him that this beauty that he had just completely fallen in love with was in a fight with him. He threw a hard jab, which she slipped and countered with a hard straight right, now finally throwing seriously. It cracked off the side of his face, knocking his head to the side.

Instinctively he tried to hit her back with a wild left hook, which she ducked under and drove a brutal right uppercut into the pit of his stomach, elliciting an "Uggghh!" from him as he backed away, hunched over. She came after him with a jab, straight right, left hook combo, landing almost everything as he tried to cover up against the assault. He tried to back her off with a big right, which she moved closer to him to avoid, turned, and ripped him to the face with her left elbow, opening a gash over his right eye.

Brian moved to clinch with her, to grab her arms, and to feel the comfort of her body again, wanting to go back to her whispering into his ear with her body pressed against his. But she managed to push him away, backing off as he continued to try to grab her, confusing his emotions as she knowingly denied him from the touch he so wanted. Dave calmed a little from this - maybe she was just acting like a slut beforehand to get the upperhand?

As Brian grabbed for Cindy, forgetting that it was for his safety as much as it was for his desires, he forgot about defense, and she grabbed behind his head with both hands. She yanked his head down and simultaneously jumped up with her thigh shooting up into his incoming face. She made sure to hit him with her thigh instead of her knee because she wasn't ready to be finished with him yet... but at the same time made sure to hold tightly behind his head to not allow any give when the leg struck, to cause more of a blunt force blow. It was effective, the shot causing him to crumble to the ground immediately.

Cindy stepped back and turned around, raising her arms, showing off, playing to the crowd. They cheered wildly for her. As she looked out at the crowd, it happened - a man in the front row leaning down trying not to be seen stood out because of the fact that he was trying not to be seen.

Cindy's face turned from pride to anger. "Dave! What the fuck are you doing here?!" she shouted at him, him able to clearly hear her thanks to being in the front row.

Dave's heart pounded, having been made. Instinctively he fired back. "ME?! What the fuck are YOU doing?!" Mitch turned and looked at him, shocked.

Cindy shouted "Dave, go ho..." and trailed off when she realized what the look in Dave's face was. He was showing some anger... but behind it was mostly worrying, almost a sadness, and a touch of arousal thrown in. Her voice softened, but still loud enough to be heard. "Are you getting jealous?" she asked with a wry smile.

"I just... you are... why... what... watch out!" Dave sputtered.

The distraction had given Brian a chance to get up and try to win the fight. He ran up behind Cindy and wrapped his arm around her throat in a choke hold, the other on her shoulder to keep her steady. "AAHhh" she mildly shrieked, surprised by the attack.


Her alarm calmed when she felt his crotch bump against her ass, and the feeling of his dick hardening through his shorts against her. She couldn't breath with the strong arm wrapped around her neck, but she knew she had a little time, and she knew from earlier how much her ass could affect Brian. Rather than try to struggle free she concentrated on gyrating her hips back and forth, left and right, up and down, rubbing his dick with her full ass, hearing him breath out hard, with just a little "ooooohh".

Brian knew the stakes in his mind, and it told him to move his hips back away from the soft and inviting mounds rubbing on his dick. The deeper instincts in him were aware that this was the greatest ass he had ever seen, let alone felt, and couldn't fathom pulling away. Seemingly sensing the inner struggle he was going through, despite her current predicament, Emily made the choice for him, reaching back and grabbing his shorts, pulling the assailant unintuitively toward her, not letting him pull his crotch away from her grinding butt. The physical feeling along with the mental knowledge that his dick was trapped against her round ass made him moan.

Feeling like she had him adequately distracted, and remembering the cut she had opened above his eye earlier, she found her escape path, reaching up with her left hand and seeming to carress his face, feeling for his eye while he was distracted, finding the cut, and digging her nails into it! "AARRRGGGHH!!!" he shouted, finally letting go of the choke. She still had her grip on his shorts with her right hand keeping him close to her, keeping her nails digging into his open wound a couple extra seconds until he could extract her with both of his hands. Feeling that both hands were being used against one of hers, leaving him defenseless, and sensing he had stepped back a couple feet, she launched her right leg back in a brutal mule kick to his chest knocking him halfway across the ring.

She went after him, but underestimated his heart, his strength, and his stamina. They traded blows, and he managed to back her up. "Whoa, not sure I've seen her take shots like this before!" Mitch exclaimed to Dave, who was sitting in stunned silence. Backed all the way into the corner nearest Dave, Cindy ducked just in time before a finishing overhand right from Brian could connect. The miss was devastating, causing him to hit his fist against the metal post behind the turnbuckle, breaking his hand instantly. He fell into the ropes, holding his devastated hand.

Cindy acted quickly, grabbing him and shoving him the rest of the way into the corner and landing a series of punches, trying to sneak them around his left hand to hit his face, and trying to hit his broken right hand that he thought he was using to guard the other side of his face, knowing the blows to the broken hand would be more painful. Again he tried to grab her arms and clinch to stop the onslaught and replace that with the warm feel of her soft skin, but again she pushed him back into the ropes, not giving him the relief, smacking him with two more hooks and an uppercut to his gut, taking the wind from him and doubling him over.

She grabbed his hair and yanked him upright, inspecting the damage she had done to his face, and also feeling the effects of his previous punches against hers. She stepped forward and gave him what he so badly wanted, pressing her naked belly against his, her barely covered chest against his, and her crotch bumping against his once again hardening shaft. A sigh emitted from Brian, the kind that comes when you finally achieve getting something you really wanted, despite the context. Her body felt so good that he instantly forgot about the pain, even with the clothes they had on. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek to keep him calm while putting her thumbs in the waistbands of his shorts, then quickly yanked them down to his ankles, leaving him in his boxers, and then rose back up to press back him back up against the corner again.

She looked lovingly and sadistically into his pained and allured eyes, gave him a kiss on the mouth, gently licking his lips, breaking it off just as soon as he started to recipricate, doing just enough to distract him from the danger her body could inflict. She pulled her head back and suddenly brought the crown forward into his face, crashing it into his right eye, busting it open immediately to match the left. She quickly pressed her left side against him and into the corner to prevent him from falling while grabbing his left arm, utilizing his stupor from the viscious shot to tie his arm up in between the ropes. She turned while giving him a backhanded slap to the face, making sure her nails raked the cut to cause another burst of pain. That pain distracted him again as she pressed the right side of her body against him to tie his right arm into the ropes.

Cindy stepped back to admire her handy work - he was in a knot in the corner, completely exposed, unable to break free, and just starting to become aware of it as the pain in his face started to subside just a bit. She remembered the effect her butt had on him the two times he had the pleasure of it against his penis and knew what she would do next.

"You like my butt a lot, don't you Brian?" she asked as she turned to give him a side view, the roundness sticking out just a bit more than you would expect of someone her frame, and a perfect roundness at that, the bottom of the cheeks peeking out under her shorts. "Well... every guy does. But you, you get something all the other guys who just like to look", she paused, glancing coyly at her husband, "don't get to feel." With that she stepped up against him, again feeling how he seemed to be comforted by her body's touch, and slowly turned, her hip pressing against his crotch, until she had her back flush against him. She wiggled her hips gently to re-introduce him to the soft yet solid ass under her shorts, now pressed against his boxers. She rubbed her hips back and forth against him, feeling his outward breaths become a little harder, and leaned her head back against his shoulder, giving him a kiss on the cheek, then whispering in his ear "Try to relax. This is going to hurt." With that she brough her hips forward, and slammed them visciously back, smashing his pelvis, the corner providing no give, causing him to feel the full effects of her full butt smashing against his crotch.

Dave was mortified watching this ringside, not remembering the last time Cindy had grinded that amazing bubble up against his dick, something he thought about and wanted regularly. There was still a glint of hope it was all for show, all for money, all a coping mechanism, something they could work out. That hope remained but lessened as he watched her sensously rub her ass up and down against his crotch, then left and right, stimulating Brian, making him make squint his eyes and open his mouth from the pleasure...

Until she pulled her hips forward and slammed them back again into his crotch. This time she didn't give him a reprieve, repeating the maneuver three times, each time it feeling like two bowling balls were smashing up against his pelvis, making a loud thudding sound. She turned her head and giggled at how the look on his face had changed, wound her pelvis forward again, and brought it back visciously, feeling pleasure from the "ARRHH!" sound that involuntarily came from his mouth.

"I need to make sure you don't get away" she said as she leaned back against him, giving a fake reason for doing what she was about to do. She reached behind her butt, burrowing into the hole in the front of his boxers, and found his hard dick. "I want this this" she breathed into his ear, pulling his dick out. Brian had no idea what was going on or what he could do. He by instinct struggled to free himself from the ropes, and knew he was in danger, and his pelvis hurt badly... but her butt had felt so amazing on his penis, and her hand now guiding it made him shiver with anticipation, and rightfully so.

A massive lump grew in Dave's throat as he watched his wife grab Brian's dick, and it grew as she pushed it into her lower back, and guided it down the back of her yoga shorts, trapping it three ways between her two butt cheeks and the inside of her shorts. "MMMmmmm" Brian moaned, unaware he was doing so. Cindy smiled and again pulled her hips forward, his trapped dick now causing his hips to move with hers, and visciously slamming them back against the corner again, still causing the same pain, the "mmmm" changing to "UHHhh!".

She repeated the maneuver twice, smiled as she felt his legs trembling to support him, and switched to pleasure mode, grinding on him like a horny college girl, but with the experience of a stipper, rubbing her ass up and down on his trapped dick, feeling it pulse as it slid up and down between her butt cheeks.

Dave couldn't take it. "What are you doing?!?!" he shouted.

"Dave, shut the fuck up!" she retorted, now grinding side to side, squishing his penis between her yoga shorts and the undulating cheeks of her sizable round ass. "The harder he is, the more it hurts when I slam my ass against him, so I need to keep him as hard as possible", she half-lied. Brian was consistently moaning now, but it turned to a loud grunt as she once again pulled her hips and his butt-trapped dick and pelvis forward, and slammed him back into the corner mercilessly two more times. After a brief pause to catch their breaths, she started grinding on his already rock hard shaft again, immediately elliciting even stronger moaning, Brian's dick having never been in a more pleasurable place, wedged between her soft yet strong butt cheeks, hugging his rod between them, and the yoga shorts trapping it in there, with little hope of having any way to escape the heavenly embrace. "Trust me, you do not want to be him right now." she said, not sure if that was a lie or not, continuing to grind on Brian, the flesh of both cheeks squeeing his dick and the knowledge that he couldn't escape it driving him wild despite the trauma her butt was causing him.

Cindy now switched to moving her hips side to side, in effect pulling the penis from its bed between her cheeks and causing it to rub against her soft butt meat, slowly dragging it back and forth from cheek to cheek, and up and down, making sure his dick got to interact with every inch of that beautiful, deadly ass. Brian's breathing was getting heavy as she leaned her head back on his shoulder again. "What's wrong baby?" she whispered in his ear, hearing a little extra moan as her breath warmed his ear and her lips lightly touched it. "Are you about to cum or are you about to break? It's so hard (she twerked a couple times at the word "hard") to tell the difference sometimes" and she gave his hurting pelvis another brutal thud with her sizable ass, his dick taking a lot of hard shots from this as well, though the soft exterior of her butt lessened that pain to an extent, contrary to what she told her husband about wanting to make him hard just for the sake of pain.

Brian didn't answer, as she expected, knowing he was in no shape to be in any kind of conversation. "Or is it both?" she said sweetly, gently touching his face with her left hand, using it to turn it toward hers, kissing him gently, keeping her eyes open to see the pain and pleasure and confusion on his face. "Yeah, it's both." she said, intensifying the pleasure with her butt against his dick, then more violently slamming her ass into his crotch again, and pausing. "You know, no guy has ever lasted nearly this long with his dick trapped against my butt like this before" she complimented him truthfully, but knowing he was on the edge. Her butt undulated now in circles, softley smushing and rubbing all over his entrapped penis, making him breath very heavily. She sensed he was about to cum and got excited for what was next.

"That's it baby, feel my ass pulsing around your big dick, isn't it soft and warm and juicy?" she asked. Brian couldn't take any more - he screamed out at the onset of the most intense orgasm anyone in the arena had ever felt, his dick starting to spurt wildly into the back of her shorts. As soon as she felt the climax start, Cindy mercilessly pulled her hips forward and with all of her might now, having held back some before, slammed his pelvis and spurting cock back, crushing his dick as it surrendered it's juices, and more visciously cracking his pelvis. She pulled forward again, hearing a wild cacaphony of "ARRGGHHH-uunnnggghhh-AAARRRGH" as she delivered jolts of the most pleasure and most pain Brian had ever felt all at once. With sadistic intent, she rammed her ass back with full power, enjoying the feel and sound of his pelvis cracking in several places, the entire ring jolting, the turnbuckle partially collapsing from the viscious power behind the blow. She mercilessly looked at his face to observe the combination of him coming down from an orgasm, cum still seeping into the back of her shorts, and tears from the intense pain of his broken pelvis.

She leaned back against Brian again and whispered into his ear sarcastically "You ok cutie? I didn't hurt you too bad, did I? Did that feel good at least a little?", knowing the answers, just psychologically tormenting him. As she reached back, grabbed his still semi-hard penis, and slowly lifted it up and out of her pants, she was delighted to hear him involuntarily say "no, please", knowing he wanted to stay in there forever. She gave his penis one quick rub with her hand and then let go, taking a step away and turning toward him. Brian slumped down, being held up by arms still, but having trouble putting weight on his legs due to the damage done to his pelvis.
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He looked up to see her put her thumbs in the hips of her low-riding shorts, and she pulled them off. "You really soaked these hun." she said, inspecting the mess inside, then tossing them aside, out of the ring. The spectators' mouths dropped, seeing she wasn't wearing any underwear, staring at her naked ass, shiny from Brian's cum. "Cindy!!" Dave scolded from ringside. "What?" she giggled girlishly. "They're all wet, you can't expect me to keep them on." She turned back to Brian with a smile. "I must say though," she said, making sure it was loud enough for Dave to still hear at ringside, "I'm very impressed you lasted that long. Nobody I've done that to has lasted even half that long." Dave felt a pain in his chest again, realizing that meant this wasn't the only man she had pleasured in that manner, and knowing that he wasn't one of those other men.

She stepped forward, keeping just away from touching Brian, except for her hands going to the ropes and untying him. As soon as he was free, Brian again showed his strength, lunging for her. She stepped to the side and laughed as he missed and toppled forward, unsteady due to the damage she had done. Cruelly she came over to where he was on his hands and knees and drop-kicked him with all her might into his rib cage, the crowd ooohhh'ing as they heard a crack from a rib breaking. Brian toppled sideways onto his back, shouting twice, once from the kick, and again when his injured hip landed on the canvas.

As he held his broken rib, Cindy stepped her right foot over him and descended down onto his stomach, just above his injured pelvis. She crossed her arms, grabbing her tiny shirt, and pulling it over her head, exposing her perky small-handful sized breasts, her nipples aroused from the situation and feeling Brian's body breaking against her. She didn't have an excuse for this and just ignored the continued protests of her husband at ringside. Despite his pain, Brian looked up at the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, taking her top off while mounted on his stomach, her thighs against his flanks, and his dick became rigid again, extended up his stomach and poking her butt.

"Brian!" she said. "You have to stop being so obsessed with my butt" she joked, knowing that he had no say over the matter. He cried out as she peeled his broken right hand off his rib, then she used both hands to grab and move his other arm out of the way to make room for her to lay down on top of him, her face a couple inches from his. She distracted him from both his pain and his defenses with a warm kiss, teasing the opening of his mouth with her tongue, resulting in Brian not noticing as she wound her legs around his. By the time she broke off the kiss, it was too late for him.

She jolted her legs apart suddenly, forcing his apart wider, looking sweetly into his eyes as they registered his surprise and pain in his groin. She also saw some pleasure though as his mouth formed a faint "O", and realized the tip of his dick was caught between her butt cheeks. She rolled her eyes playfully, relaxed her butt, moved her body down just a little to get his tip just a little further in, then hit him with another jolt from her legs, forcing his apart wide, squeezing her butt cheeks together, squishing the entire tip. She laughed out loud at the sound he made as she pulsed, the pain in his groin and the feeling of his sensitive tip causing a sound that didn't sound like anything she had ever heard.

Remembering who was sitting ringside, and feeling like she had already shown off the pleasure she could give with her ass enough, Cindy had an idea. She relaxed her butt cheeks and moved up just a little, her breasts brushing against Brian's bloody face, feeling his penis slip down from her ass toward his stomach. She moved down to catch it just as she felt it hit her vulva, and she wiggled a little to line it up with her vaginal lips. She looked down in his eyes and saw hope, not of escape, but of penetration. She gave another jolt with her legs to remind him of his pain, then slid down, her vagina warmly embracing the top half of his penis. "OOOHhhhh" he moaned loudly in pleaseure. "Brian, what are you doing!" she scolded, and raised her hips, first squeezing his penis hard enough to make his hips rise just a little before relaxing, making his penis fall out of her, his erection dropping down onto his stomach between them.

She looked out into the crowd, making eye contact with her mortified husband and smiled. She looked back down at Brian, still trapped in her grapevine, wanting so desperately back inside her. She moved her hips down in the direction of their feet, then lowered back down onto Brian gently, his penis, moist from her vaginal juices, pressed with it's underside against her tummy, the sensitive area where the tip meets the shaft settling into her belly button. The skin of her stomach felt so good and smooth, it was soft on the outside, yet not flabby by any means.

Dave knew what was coming and was crushed. He had been in this position, minus the pain, once in his life. It was shortly before they had got engaged. They had been fooling around, and hearing him moan from the sensation of his penis occasionally making contact with her stomach, pinned him down like this, and rolled her body back and forth, back and forth, sliding her lower belly all over his penis. It had resulted in the greatest orgasm of his life, and he wanted it again so desparately badly. He had gotten up the nerve to ask her to do it again a couple times, and she just laughed at him, telling him she's not kinky like that anymore. As hot as she was in so many ways, Dave thought her stomach was the sexiest part, and he never got to have the pleasure of it against his dick anymore.

Now, Brian was getting to experience the pleasure, and the entire arena could tell just how intense that pleasure was as she slowly slid up until her breasts touched his chin, her smooth belly sliding slowly along the underside of his penis, and then dropping her hips back down, Brian's moan audible to the entire audience, his eyes squeezed together tightly and his mouth open wide as she repeated the maneuver. Done introducing his penis to her tummy, on the next up stroke, she brought her legs with them, which in turn brought his legs wider, his eyes shooting open from the intense pain. She rocked up and down, hearing an "OH, Oh, oh" as she reached the bottom, his most sensitive part settling in her belly button again, and then sliding back up again, and hearing "Ow Ow OW!" as she got back to the top, each time spreading his legs a little more. As soon as his breathing got heavy and he started shaking, she jolted her legs up visciously, getting a real wail out of him as they heard and felt something snap on both sides of his groin, the ligaments no longer holding up to the attack. She stopped the undulating of her hips as he screamed, getting a little turned on by the way his face was so stricken with pain just moments after he seemed about ready to blow his load again, knowing her bare body caused both.

After about 20 seconds he had calmed down enough opened his eyes. She looked at him with sexual desire and resumed sliding her belly up and down the underside of his penis. His pain gave way to the smooth soft skin sliding on his shaft, now without the sudden jolts of pain, her legs still hooked with his, but back into a comfortable position, at least as comfortable as could be given the injuries he had sustained. It didn't take much time to get him back to where he was before she tore his ligaments, the pleasure so intense and in such contrast to the pain he had just gone through. He didn't notice as she hooked her right arm around his left, the last uninjured limb he had, his focus completely on what she was doing to him lower. His breath quickened again, his body shook again. She slid down, back to where the underside of his tip pushed down into her belly button, and gave tiny circular motions of her tummy. Brian couldn't take any more. Again he screamed out in extreme pleasure and shot another huge load, this one spurting all over both of their stomachs.

Cindy watched his face go through the orgasm, pressing herself up a little by crossing her left hand over and pressing it down against the shoulder of his trapped left arm. She waited for him to come back down to Earth. When he opened his eyes he saw an angel smiling sweetly at him. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was. When he finally did, he noticed two things - one, that his one good limb seemed trapped, and two, the woman on top of him was just so beautiful. "I love you" he told her. Cindy threw her head back and laughed, then used her left hand on his shoulder for leverage and yanked back with all of her might on her right side, taking advantage of his post-orgasm calm to brutally yank his left shoulder out of it's socket. The crowd cheered at the loud "POP" as the bone came out of the joint, and another howl of pain escaped from Brian's lips. Cindy never took her eyes off his face, amazed at the range of reactions she was getting out of him. She let his limb drop limply to the mat.

"Shhhhh" she said to him, caressing his face, acting lovingly toward him. "It'll be ok, just settle down, we need to talk" she continued. Cindy peeled off his body, her hands on either side of his head, her knees on either side of his body, doing what in Yoga would be a table-top position, making sure to minimize the amount of physical contact between their bodies.

Brian calmed down from the pain, his eyes filled with fear, pain, and lust. He wished she would lay back down on top of him. Cindy brought her face down a couple inches away from his. "I must say I'm again really impressed with how long you last, so I'm going to be nice. Your hand is broken, your other arm is dislocated, your face is a bloody mess, your rib is broken, your groin is torn, and your pelvis is bordering on collapse. My body did this to you." He raised his head to kiss her soft lips. She returned the kiss for just a split second, and pulled her head up. "Now, Brian, are you listening to me? This is important." she continued, then leaned down and kissed him just long enough to sweep her tongue once through his mouth and pull away again.

"You can't walk, you can grab, you can't punch. But I haven't done any permanent damage to you." Brian wanted to kiss her again, and she acted like she didn't notice and kept her face just out of range. "I'm giving you two options. Option 1: you can submit now, and I will accept it. I'll get up and walk away from you, you'll go to the hospital and get better. But you'll never get to touch me again - ever. This body (he raised his head to look down at it) - not a single part of it will ever be on you again. Or, option 2: don't submit now, and more pain will come... but you'll get to go back inside me. You'll get these lips on yours again, my body pressed back down against yours. So, what'll it be baby?"

This was all loud enough for the audience to hear, including Dave, who was relieved that Cindy wasn't going to do any permanent damage to this guy. He had been worried that she might paralyze him, or worse.

Brian thought about it, her lips inches from him looking so inviting. His penis was hard again and standing straight up, only a couple inches from her vagina, reminding him of the one second he was in her, wanting that badly again. He tried to arch his hips, causing him immense pain. Cindy managed to raise her hips just far enough to prevent any contact between her vagina and his penis, his face grimacing as he felt the pain of his pelvis, wanting so much to go back to the beginning of the fight, feeling her comforting embrace. Seeing he couldn't reach her vagina, he yelled out "Option 2!" The audience gasped, half of them shocked, the other half excited. Cindy smiled, not surprised at all, and lower her hips an inch so that her wet vaginal lips pressed against the tip of his pelvis for just an instant before his hips came back down, the injuries preventing him from holding it up any more.

She relieved him by following him down, reaching back and guiding the tip of his penis inside her. "Good choice" she said, leaning down and giving him a warm kiss on the mouth.

Dave couldn't watch, seeing his wife slowly descending on another man's penis, kissing him in a more sweet and passionate way than he remembered her kissing him the last couple years. He got up, trembling, emotionally wrecked, and started leaving. Cindy caught this out of her peripheral vision. She broke the kiss, and lowered her pussy down the rest of Brian's shaft as she yelled "Bye honey!", getting interupted by a loud moan from Brian as he felt her vagina engulf his penis in a warm, tight embrace. "Hey! I'm trying to talk to my husband here, stop interupting!" she scolded Brian. Turning her head back up "So I'll see you at home?" Dave, head down, just continued to walk out of the arena, Cindy laughing at him.

She turned her attention back to Brian, laying her body back down on his as promised. She kissed his neck and pumped her hips gently at first. Brian's dick was sore from everything it had been through, even the gentle sex was hurting him, especially every time she bottomed out on his broken pelvis. She pulled halfway up, wanting to isolate his penis to see what kind of pain she could cause there. She squeezed with her vaginal muscles and rocked her hips side to side, bending the sore appendage. In normal circumstances this might be somewhat painful, but with the beating his penis had taken from her butt earlier, this was ellicting groans of pain from Brian. She silenced him by putting her mouth over his.

Now she wanted to isolate the pain in his pelvis, so she relaxed her vagina and came down a little harder on his pelvis, feeling him exhale into her mouth, not sure if it was from the pain in his pelvis or the pleasure and relief of getting full penetration again. Always curious, she lifted up and came down harder. He screamed into her mouth, answering her question. She broke off the kiss. "I'm not going to kiss you if you're going to scream into my mouth" she scolded him again. She planted her mouth back on his, kissing him passionately, and raised her hips, and came down even harder. Brian tried everything he could do to surpress a scream and was successful. Disappointed, Cindy mushed her hips down into his, then rose up again, and with more strength slammed her vagina and butt back into his damaged pelvis. This time she heard another crack in there, and Brian was unable to stifle the scream. As she had threatened, she broked off the kiss.

She continued to watch his face with fascination now as she turned up the pace with her hips, now grinding in circular motions, pulsing her vagina on his penis, feeling it move around inside her, grinding his cracked bones against each other. The sounds coming out Brian's mouth were loud and unintelligible. He was delirious, again going through such intense pain and pleasure at the same time, even more intensely than before if possible. "Mmmmm, that's it baby" she said as he came a third time, his body trembling violently. She went back to pumping up and down, his exhausted dick still hard.

Each downward thrust was causing greater damage to his pelvis, bones chipping off inside him. She wondered if she could coax one more orgasm out of him.

Brian couldn't take anymore, his survival instinct finally defeated his desire for her. He tapped out furiously on her hip, barely aware of the pain in his broken hand due to the intensity of the pain in his pelvis. Cindy felt the tap and stopped hurting him with her sex, watching the convulsing man under her, so full of pain, his dick still hard inside her. The crowd gasped... Then, suddenly, the smile that had been on her face the entire fight turned to stone. She slammed her hips down again, not sure how his pelvis was still intact, feeling it give. "Too late." she said coldly. Her hips rose up and came down one, two, three more times, putting all her strength into it, until she heard what sounded like a wooden board shattering. Shards of his broken pelvis stuck out of his hips, stabbing her in the legs and butt, but luckily for her nothing serious. She winced. "Totally worth it" she thought.

As she laid on him, his dick still in her but softening now from his destroyed internal organs, the realization came to both of them that his death was imminent, the internal bleeding fucking him up beyond all repair. She looked into his face and saw this realization, and he switched from terror and pain to acceptance. The dying man accepted his fate, and thought, at least, I have the most beautiful woman I've ever seen against me, comforting me through my last moments. Her face got close to his and he anticipated the kiss... which never came. She raised off him, his dick flopping out of her onto the bloody mess of what used to be his pelvis. She raised her arm to the fans, who were cheering wildly at the cruel carnage, and walked out, leaving him to die alone in middle of the ring.
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Two weeks had passed since that fateful night when Dave witnessed his wife raping and killing Brian at the underground fight club at that barn. To say that things were awkward since then would be an understatement. He figured he would have to leave her, but for reasons he could not understand, he hadn't taken any action toward that yet. They weren't speaking and were avoiding each other, but still living under the same roof. Cindy seemed to barely notice he even existed and didn't seem troubled by any of it.

On the Saturday night exactly two weeks after Brian's death, Dave was in their room. He had just gotten out of the shower. His new routine was to get ready for bed in their bathroom and to sleep on the couch in the family room... but he wasn't going to make it there tonight. As he opened the door from the bathroom to the bedroom to get his clothes, he was stunned to find Cindy waiting for him there.

She was wearing one of those faux button-down tops that doesn't actually have buttons - it was just tied together at her breasts, and he could see she had no bra underneath. Underneath that was his obsession, her bare stomach, smooth with just the slightest layer of fat over it to keep it soft and feminine, and just a little tanned. Beneath that, about two inches below her sexy belly button she wore black yoga pants.

Thoughts streamed into Dave's head all at once from the shock.
"Oh God, she hasn't worn a shirt that revealing around me in years."
"How does she have any tan on her stomach, when she goes to the beach with me she wears one-pieces...""She's so sexy."
"She wore her pants lower for Brian, why not for me? And they were tiny shorts, not full pants, I like her legs too, I wish they were showing."
"Wait, she wore very little for Brian and killed him... What the hell is she up to?!"

Those and other thoughts him him all at once and he froze, except for his rising penis, which, with him being naked, was completely visible and had a mind of its own. Cindy saw it and smiled.

"We need to talk," she started. "Obviously we can't keep living like this. I thought at one point you'd just leave, but I'm not surprised that you haven't. You know why you haven't, right?"

Dave actually didn't know. He silently just continued to stare at her, his face still stunned, his eyes trying to stay on hers, but that man inside him so obsessed with her stomach kept making them take glances down at the bare skin there.

"Oh that's so cute, you don't," she cooed. "I saw the look on your face when I was fighting Brian. I was torturing him, destroying him limb by limb." She ever so slowly started walking toward him, making sure her hips moved with each slowwwwww step. "But the thing that showed more than any emotion on your face? It was jealousy. You wanted to be in his place, with your dick on my ass and stomach and inside me, no matter how much you knew that he was suffering unfathomable pain." She stopped a couple feet away from him. "And I see it in your eyes all the time - at the fight, before the fight, even now." She leaned her head forward a little and whispered sexily "You don't just want me - you're still madly in love with me." She straightened up and smiled at him.

"So we need to break off this awkwardness, this silence. And I've got great news for you - I think the best way to do that is to give you exactly..." she took a step forward, "what..." another step, "you..." one more step, making his erection poke her smooth belly and hearing him gasp loudly, "wanted." She grabbed his dick gently to make sure it stayed on her stomach as she took one more step forward until she was pressed against him, guiding his penis up her stomach to slide the underside along the warm smoothness of that tummy, the tip briefly sliding up across that cute belly button and then continuing up. Her lips stopped an inch from his, and she stared in his eyes. The years of not getting to do this despite wanting it so desparately and the emotions of the moment were too much for Brian - he barely stifled a moan as he ejaculated, shooting it up and hitting her little shirt and making a mess on their stomachs.

This had been a problem for them for a couple years. Her sexual denial toward him and his attraction to her made him cum quickly. Sex for them had become an almost depressing ritual. She would start by giving him a rough hand job just to make him cum so that he could last longer inside her. Then he'd get her off either with his fingers or his tongue. Then she would lay there as he went inside her. A minute later it would be over, and they'd cuddle for a few minutes out of feelings of obligation. She tried to do as little as possible, saying she wanted the sex to last longer, and that she was afraid if she moved or got on top or let him grab her ass or touch her stomach that he would just cum too quickly. He still enjoyed it very much, but the shame afterward brought that down a notch or two.

"Of course you did, you quick mother fucker" she scolded him, showing frustration. He wasn't sure after seeing the way she purposely wrecked Brian psychologically if her words were reflecting true feelings and thoughts or if they all had purpose.

She put her hands on his chest and shoved him as hard as she could into the corner of the room a few feet behind him. He hit with enough force that his head whipped back into the wall, making a little dent in the drywall. She followed, not giving him any chance to recover or think.

She had learned to fight the last year from her nights at the farmhouse and the training he had been unaware of, and she demonstrated it, unloading punches of all kinds. She was a flurry of hooks, straight rights, and uppercuts, punches coming in from angles to Dave's head and body. He tried to cover up, but most of the punches were getting through, and his face was already turning into a mess of welts and cuts. She grabbed his wrists as they covered his face so that he wouldn't be able to protect himself as she drove a knee viscously into the pit of his stomach.

Dave crumbled from the knee, his upper half bending toward her. She grabbed his throat with her right hand and pushed back with all her strength, slamming him back into the wall, not allowing him to curl around his hurting stomach. Dave saw focus and intensity on her face - not the flirtatious smile that he had seen the whole time against Brian.

Cindy wasn't sure if Dave wasn't fighting back because of the pain and shock, or if he just wasn't willing to hit her. Either way, she wanted to keep it that way. She moved forward and put her body lightly against him, close enough to wrap her left arm around his back and grab his left wrist. With a firm grip she pulled it behind his back, trapping it at a very uncomfortable angle between his back and the wall. She felt his erection push against her yoga-pant-clad lower stomach.

"This is going to be the best night of your life," she told him matter-of-factly. He wondered if it would be the last, but any thoughts were replaced by what she did next. She pulled her hips back a little, the tip of his hard-on sliding up her pants, then against her lower stomach, until it reached her belly button. She removed her right hand from his throat, grabbed his dick, and pushed the tip firmly against her stomach and down, slipping it down the front of her yoga pants, elliciting a loud "OHHHHHHH" as it slid down, the pants hugging it softly but firmly against her warm, smooth lower tummy. She had never done this to him, and he was in heaven, the pain from her assault and the orgasm only a couple minutes before were the only thing preventing him from cumming immediately. "Oh God!" he exclaimed as she bent her knees a bit, making him slide up her belly, and she straightened up, sliding his whole dick against her stomach in the direction of her vagina, but never reaching it.

She brought him out of his stupor by yanking on his left arm that was still trapped behind him, making him wince, and then slamming her body against his, causing a sharp pain in his arm and shoulder as the wall and his body were bending it in a way it wasn't meant to bend. She pulled back a few inches and saw his expression go from pain to pleasure, the motion causing his penis friction inside the warm embrace between the inside of her yoga pants and her delicious tummy. She didn't allow this pleasure to linger, thrusting against him again. "ARRGGHH!" he shouted at the pain in his arm. She repeated it once, twice, three times, holding just a little back, enjoying the conflict playing out on his face as she slowly was yanking the arm out of it's socket, ligaments reaching their tearing point, yet the pleasure of his dick in her pants seeming to win out over the pain a little.

"I can change that," she thought, now slamming into him with all her strength. "Ooooohhhh-ARRGGGH!" he moaned and shouted. She stopped for a second while pressed against him, noticing that he was trembling, his whole body shaking. She loved the effect her luscious body was having on him. She pulled back again and his breathing became heavy. She slammed into him again with full power and they heard a "POP!" as his arm came out of it's socket. She saw tears in his eyes. She smiled and continued pounding him, back and forth, sliding his dick up and down in her pants, hurting him immensely by continuing to torture the already badly injured limb.

The next time she came forward she rose up on her tip toes so that as his dick moved down the front of her pants, it pulled them down as it turned directions at the bottom, the top of the tip getting wet as it slid across her vagina. She closed her thighs around it and gave a few back and forth mini hip thrusts. He was almost convulsing at this point from the pleasure. She came back down, sliding him again across the lowest part of her belly, and he exploded, filling her pants with gobs and gobs of cum, his head going back and forth against the wall as the orgasm took over his body, an orgasm stronger than either of them realized was even possible.

She pulled back, his soaked penis coming out of heaven, grabbed his throat with her left hand, reared back, and shellacked him with a right hand punch, busting his nose, knocking the back of his head into the wall. She repeated, bashing his face into a bloody mess until she couldn't hold up the dead weight anymore with her left hand. He crumbled to the ground nearly unconscious.

Cindy pulled off her soaked pants. She wasn't wearing underwear, just like when she fought Brian, leaving her only in her tiny top.

She kneeled down next to him, still not smiling, but talking sweetly. "Hey honey, you wanna move to the bed? I've got something for you that I think you'll love."

She grabbed his hair and "helped" him get to a kneeling position, then grabbing him from under his arms, and with all her strength pulling him to the bed, forcing him to help a bit due to the pain this was causing his badly damaged left arm. When he was on his back, his top half on the bed and his legs still hanging off with his feet on the floor, she moved around to the other side of the bed, reached down, and grabbed both of his wrists. He screamed as she yanked toward her, the pain in his left arm nearly unbearable. He went with it to reduce the pain and was now lying on his back across their queen-sized bed.

Cindy climbed on the bed and crawled over him, humiliating him and causing his bruised and bloody face pain by rubbing her stomach roughly along his face on the way toward his middle. She straddled his stomach, facing his feet, and laid down on her back on top of him. Dave didn't know what to expect, but knew it couldn't be good, and wasn't sure how to defend himself. She lowered her body a little and reached down and grabbed his still semi-hard penis, despite it having just surrendered a massive load of cum. She turned her head and watched his face and she rubbed the top of his dick against her pussy lips, moving her hips up and down just a little and her hand side to side just a little, resulting in circular motions on the the outside of her vagina that were giving both of them pleasure.

Dave's eyes closed as the pleasure overtook him, his dick now rock hard again. It was the moment she was waiting for. She lifted her right foot up, knee bent, and slammed it down right into his shin! "ARRRGGHHHH!!!" he yelled from the brutal blow to an area that hurts so much when it gets hit. She laughed and now did the same maneuver with her left leg against his left shin, eliciting the same shout. She repeated on both legs.

"Let's play a game!" she said as he just continued to take a beating. With that she arched her hips and inched toward his feet, grabbed his dick, and watched his pained face to see the moment of realization as she lowered her hips, the tip of his penis going into the crack of her big round derrier, pulsing it to wake him from his pain, then relaxing her butt muscles and letting herself slowwwwwwwlly descend, swallowing his dick ever so tightly inside her butt! He had never been in there before. If this was how he was going to die, it was one helluva way to die.

He couldn't believe how tight and warm her butt was and immediately wondered how many of her victims at the fight club had gotten the pleasure of experiencing this.

Again distracted by the sensation of anal penetration, she took the opportunity to slam each foot down into each shin again, the up and down motion of her legs effectively causing motions in her ass, causing it to massage his penis inside her butt. But the pain was just awful each time her foot landed on his shin and he cried out.

"Shhhhh, I need to explain the rules," she waited as his yell faded away. "So, you saw how long Brian lasted in my ass. If you can last that long, I'll stop beating you, and I'll let you live. But if you cum again, and you do it quicker than he did, you die tonight. And if you don't play, you die tonight. Sooooo... wanna play?"

Dave didn't answer. She continued. "You do kind of have an advantage seeing as you already came twice, and he hadn't cum at all at that point."

Dave moaned as she moved her hips in a circular motion, moving his dick along the inner walls of her ass. "He wasn't in your ass though," he responded. She laughed wildly.

"That's the first thing you had to say to me in the last two weeks? Two weeks of not talking, and we get THAT?! HAHAHA!" Her laugh subsided and she crashed her right foot again into his shin, making him grimace. "Whatever, that's such a small technicality, in my ass, ground all over my ass, not much difference, they both usually make guys cum super quickly," she responded, answering his question of whether or not other men had been raped by that sumptuous bubble butt. She lifted her left leg and slammed her foot on his left shin, elliciting another pained gasp. "So are we going to play?" she asked?

"YES, yes, I have no choice," Dave responded through tears.

"Good decision," she said. She figured out a strategy. She rubbed her ass like a stripper against him, and then up and down, squeezing his dick on the way up, relaxing her butt on the way down until hitting bottom. Soon Dave was thinking of nothing else but not coming, trying to channel the depression of this entire situation, trying to think of how he might die tonight, anything to take his mind off what her ass was doing to him. With his mind fully distracted, she slammed his shins again with both feet, bringing him back to the moment. She repeated this cycle, pleasuring him, then stomping his shins, until there was a loud "CRACK!" as her right foot connected, breaking the shin, leaving Dave screaming in her ear.

Cindy held her hand to her ear to dull the noise. She slowly pulled her hips up and brought them back down a few times to bring his mind back to his penis. It worked as he started breating heavily. She turned to watch his face as she turned up the speed, up and down, then in circles again. "No, please, no, no NOOOO!!!... Ohhhhhhhhhhhh" he shouted. She felt his cum shoot a couple streams in her butt - he didn't have a whole lot left at the moment. "I win, you lose," she said sternly, lifting her left leg, and bringing it down with all her might on his left shin, breaking it to match the other. He was crying and screaming at the torture, his body trembling, his penis still in her butt.

"So, that's what it's like being in my pants and in my butt. Was it as good as it was in your fantasies?" she asked just for the sake of humiliating him.

Dave moaned as she turned her body over, his dick falling out of her ass. She laid on top of him. "I told you this would be the best day of your life. And it's just going to get better. I have one more surprise for you." she threatened. "You're obsessed with my stomach. So I'm going to give you what I'm sure you must want more than anything - to die from it. So... I guess this is goodbye? Goodbyes are always so awkward, I don't even know what to say. It's been fun? Have a nice last minute or two of your life? See, awkward."

Cindy's face became more serious and she leaned down and gave him a warm, open-mouthed kiss, and Dave responded in kind. She lifted her face from his after a few seconds. "I love you and hope you can find what makes you happy," Dave said to her, tears falling from the sides of his face, though he wasn't weeping. He thought he saw just a hint of hesitation in her face... and then she slid her body up his, sliding his beaten face along her modest cleavage, still covered by the little shirt, and continuing, sliding her sticky belly now splotched with cum and blood, across his face.

She stopped with his nose at her belly button, his swollen lips bellow that, grabbed his head with both hands to prevent him from turning his face, and let her body weight fall onto him, his sore face engulfed by the skin of her belly, the little bit of softness of it enabling her to create a tight, suffocating seal.

As she held him there, unable to breath, she felt a sense of accomplishment. After this horrendous beating he still loved her. He never even tried to hit her - she hadn't done any damage to his left arm, he could have at least attempted to strike back at her, but he hadn't. He was good to her the whole time, even as she was killing and torturing him. In fact, he had always been good to her, so patient with her oddities, so understanding of her behavior the past year since he thought she had been raped. Cindy thought about when they met, how they had fallen in love, how it had been mutual then, and about their wedding, and the joy they had the first year or so of marriage. Until she had gotten bored with him. He had tried bringing flowers, taking her on getaways, leaving love notes under her pillow, but it never did anything, she still felt something missing from her life. That emptiness went away for a short time after she destroyed Frank, and then again everytime she fought at the barn.

She thought about how annoying it was to be with someone who came so quickly... but other than Brian, every guy she ever touched came just as quickly. She couldn't help it that her skin felt so good, that she was so sexy. And, as she saw tonight, at least Dave could keep going after cumming. What would she do now? Living alone sounded, well, lonely, even if the relationship hadn't been good the last couple years. Would she find another man? Would any man be so kind and understanding, would he not leave her or mistreat her even after seeing the way she liked to torture and kill men?

Cindy removed her left hand from the side of Dave's face and pushed it to the side with her right hand, freeing Dave's mouth and nose. She scooted back to lay on him face to face and saw he was not moving, eyes closed. "Oh no, oh no, what have I done!" she worried. She turned his head and kissed his lips with her eyes closed. When she opened them, Dave's eyes were open! He saw tears flowing from her eyes freely, and the sudden joy of seeing he was still alive. "Baby, I'm so so sorry, I'm so sorry," she kept repeating sincerely, giving him kisses in between on his busted up lips. She got off him and left the room, returning shortly with her phone in hand. She got back on the bed and straddled Dave, sitting right on his penis, feeling it amazingly harden again. With one hand, she dialed 911, with the other, she untied the knot in her shirt, opening it to reveal her breasts. There was a LOT she needed to do to make Dave feel better, she figured that was a tiny start.

"911, what's your emergency?" the voice came from the phone.
"I need an ambulance," Cindy said, lifting her hips up, looking Dave in the eye, grabbing his penis gently, and guiding it into her inviting vagina. "My husband is injured badly, he fell down the stairs."
"We'll send an ambulance right away ma'am," the voice responded. Cindy hung up and concentrated on making love to her husband, after a few knee bends laying on him and kissing him. "I love you baby," she said to him, meaning it. They made love romantically for the first time in years, and as they heard sirens starting to approach, they came together, embracing, basking in their rekindled love.
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