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Old 03-Oct-20, 20:48
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"Mr. Crothers, are you listening to me?," She said as Sam Crothers gaze averted her eyes.

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Around them, drills and heavy machinery pounded concrete into form. Amelia Owens was the daughter of multi-millionaire Patrick Owens, owner of Owens Co., a large construction firm with its hands in various top building projects around the city.

Amelia smiled as she saw Sam look down, his eyes digging a hole deep into the ground.

"I can see how my springing this on you has caused confusion in your tiny mind..."

Sam winced as she stressed on the word 'tiny'.

"My apologies! Perhaps we should continue this conversation in my office? Would that make you feel more comfortable?," Her voice was stern and cold.

"Yes...I think...uh...it would..." Sam croaked, his voice unnerved and shivering.

"Perfect!," She smiled and grabbed Sam's arm.

Amelia led him around the construction compound, her hands coiled around his bicep which was nestled comfortably between her chest.

"Hello boys!," She winked at some workers as they whistled.

"Oh baby, those legs go all the way up!," One of them remarked as the others joined in. She smiled and bowed for all the whistles as the construction workers clapped.

For all her sternness and mean demeanor, the men respected Amelia. She wasn't like the other rich kids, she worked hard, was on site before anyone else and even helped out with drills and heavy machinery if they were short staffed. She had become one of the men and for those who worked with her, she was a respected ally.

Soon enough, Amelia led Sam to the elevator which they took to the first floor.

"Amelia Owens," She said reading the plaque on the door.

"You see Sam..." She paused for a brief second.

"Can I call you Sam? After what's happened, seeming so impersonal seems wrong. Wouldn't you agree?," She beamed a heavenly smile.

Sam just gulped and nodded as she laughed.

"You see Sam, I had to work to get that name. I could have been like my brothers and sister's, living off my father's money until their dying days..." Amelia opened the doors to her office and led him in, her arms still around his.

"But I choose to work hard. Get down and dirty with the boys, learn about them, understand them. I like to think that I am part of this family and that if someone had any difficulties..." Sam averted his gaze again as Amelia sat down on her chair and motioned him to do the same on the opposite side of the table.

"That they could come talk to me, after all I like to think that I am one of the boys. Don't you agree?"

Amelia smiled as she saw Sam visibly shrink in size from shame. He just nodded his head at her question in a wild up and down motion.

"Then tell me Sam..." She said as she hunched over on the table.

"Why have you been lying to me?"

"N...Now Amelia I can explain...the underground fight club thing...it was just a...you know...a thing to blow off some steam for the boys...you know how they are," Sam stammered and mumbled through his account, hoping desperately that he was coherent enough for her to understand.

"Oh I know what troublemakers my little ruffians can be..." Amelia looked at her beautifully manicured nails before reverting her gaze back on Sam.

"The question is why did you see the need to siphon some of the company's money into your little side-project?," Amelia's face hardened a little, her eyes filled with anger as Sam shook in his boots.

"I...I was about to return that I promise...the boys and I pitched in for inaugural night and fell some short of you know...for the decorations and stuff..." Sam stammered again, his incoherent rambling amusing Amelia.

"As much as it amuses me to see you squirm, I must make myself clear and expect that it will never happen again?," She raised an eyebrow as Sam simply nodded in affirmative with an audible gulp.

"Good..." Amelia said as she got up off her chair and walked slowly around to Sam.

"Normally I punish those who steal from my company and trust me when I say this..." Amelia bent over and whispered in his ear.

"My punishments aren't gentle..." It amused her to see Sam's face flash a look of fear.

"BUT..." She said as she stood back up and sat back down.

"Since you and I have a history, I am willing to overlook this AND I am willing to fund your little project..."

Sam's ears perked up. She wanted to fund the bare knuckle fight club?

"On one condition..."

Sam listened intently, her finger dangling in front of his face.

"I want in!"

Sam immediately collapsed back into his seat. What was she saying? She wanted to fight men? They were twice her size! It couldn't be, she must have meant the winnings, she wanted to split the winnings.

"N...Now listen Amelia, I know you are pissed but this is an incredibly generous offer..." Sam's finger held on to his collar.

"And I would love to split any earnings from the club..."

Sam was cut short by Amelia's sharp laughter.

"Money...Sam? Did you forget who you were talking to? I'm Amelia Owens and my surname is on the sign..." Amelia hunched over again, training her eyes as they bore a hole in Sam's skull.

"And that sign? Let's just say I can make more money off that name than you or your children will ever see!"

Sam stared at the ground again as Amelia stood up and walked over to him. She sat on the table, crossing her legs.

"If I am going to be one of the boys, it's only fair that I partake in activities that they enjoy. I happen to enjoy the odd scuffle and if you can 'arrange' a private match with an opponent of my choosing every now and then...you can keep your little side project"

Sam could not believe what he was hearing, was she crazy? Amelia wanted to fight men?

"B...But Amelia," He stammered.

"These men are built like trucks! They are twice you're size, they will crush you!"

The sound of her laughter filled the air again as Sam looked on shocked.

"Really Sam...do you think I spent countless hours in the gym to look pretty? You think this is my first rodeo? I mean look at yourself!," Her tone was filled with contempt.

"Fat paunch, balding...that pornstache...don't compare yourself to me!" Sam looked down at the ground in disgust.

"Now be a good boy and run along! I want to see that new Russian guy tomorrow morning, we hired last week...the big one! What was his name again?"

Vulkan Ivanov walked into the parking lot with a smile. He had long fantasized about fighting Amelia and now he was being asked too. He arrived at the appointed time, the Russian's large muscular frame standing a few feet away from his opponent and the outfit she had chosen was driving him wild.

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"Miss Owens, you look gorgeous!," He mumbled out meekly as she smiled.

"Please Vulkan...call me Amelia...I'm your boss at work..." She ran a finger down his large, bare chest.

"Right now we are just two opponents...let's have a good fight...winner takes all!," She smiled and held out her hand. The two titans shook on it.

Vulkan smiled as they circled, staring at each other, waiting for the first move.

"If I'm being honest Amelia, you really shouldn't have bothered vith the dress!," He licked his lips with a sinister smile.

"And why is that?," Amelia said as she bought her fists up to her face, taking a fighting stance.

"Bekause I am just going to rip it off and fuck you!"

Vulkan moved with speed alien to a man of his size. He caught Amelia unaware as she wrapped his large shoulders around her waist and slammed her back against one of the concrete pillars.

Dazed by his surprise attack, Amelia couldn't defend against his large fist as it buried deep into her stomach, bending her over. Vulkan tried to catch her with an elbow to the back but she moved out of the way.

Amelia fired back with a hard knee to his chest that stumbled him backward.

He grunted as Amelia's fist crashed into his square shaped jaw springing his large, bald head to one side. She attempted to follow-up with another punch but Vulkan caught her hand and slammed a brutal fist into her sides causing her to wince and jump from the impact.

Amelia's head sprang to one side as a hard fist landed on her cheek, bruising it purple on impact and sending a trail of spit flying through the air. She grunted and stumbled back into the concrete pillar and barely got her head out of the way of another punch that took a chunk of the concrete right off.

Vulkan winced in agony as Amelia's fist crashed into his hard stomach, bending him over. With a wicked smile, she grabbed his balls from behind and squeezed hard enjoying the sight of her large opponent squirming in pain.

She kneed him to the side of the face, bruising his cheek and drawing blood from his lips. As she attempted another one, Vulkan blocked it and drove an elbow into her stomach that bent her over and Amelia relinquished her hold on his jewels.

The very tip of Vulkan's large elbow crashed into the center of her back as Amelia screamed in pain and collapsed face first onto the floor. Rubbing his groin, trying to massage away the pain, he flipped her over and grabbed her legs, parting them with contempt as he smashed his foot deep into her crotch.

He laughed as she rolled around on the floor in agony, her hands between her legs. With a wicked grin, he grabbed her by the hair and smashed her forehead into the concrete pillar, drawing a line of blood from the side of her forehead.

As he attempted to do it a second time, Amelia bought her hands in front of her face using them to bounce backward from the impact and using the momentum to bend her body back. With two nasty thuds, her feet smashed into Vulkan's face, Amelia catching him with her shins as she cartwheeled back.

Vulkan stumbled backward holding onto his bloody nose as he collapsed to the ground. Amelia jumped up and landed both her feet on his chest and laughed as she watched him squirm and writhe in agony.

As she went to pick him up, Vulkan attacked with a strategic thumb to her throat that sent her back coughing, her eyes bloating with tears as she struggled to take in air. Vulkan capitalized with a hard kick into her abs that sent her back to the pillar. As her body bounced forward from the impact, Vulkan's fist compressed her nose, bloodying it and sending her back stumbling into the pillar in agony.

Aiming to maximize his advantage, Vulkan sent another knee hurtling towards her abs only to be shocked when he saw it blocked. He saw stars when he felt her elbow crashing into the side of his face, bruising his other cheek. A hard knee to his gut had him doubled over and another elbow to his back had him squirming in agony on the floor.

Amelia picked him up and held him upside down in the air, wrapping her thighs around his bald head.

"Nighty night, big boy!," Amelia smiled and piledrove him into the hard concrete floor, knocking him out.

As Vulkan stirred to consciousness, he found himself lying on the floor in Amelia's office. He found himself nude and already ridden by her.

"You don't mind that I started without you, do you?," She smiled as she grinded her hips on his erect cock.

As Vulkan's senses kicked in, he threw his head back and moaned in pleasure. His hands sub-consciously reached for her ass cheeks before they were swatted away by her hands.

"Uh-uh..." She smiled and waved a finger in front of his face.

Amelia grabbed his hands and tied his wrists together with rope pinning them to the floor, over the top of his head. Vulkan soon felt her palm across his throat as she leant forward and kissed him.

"You want me?," She whispered in his ear as he nodded.

"Then you gotta work for it! Only winners take all..."

Amelia moaned and rode him to an orgasm.
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Marty Kippin's beady eyes grew wide as he listened to Vulkan recounting his battle with Amelia. Marty huddled around with five more men as Vulkan described the fight. Unsurprisingly, Vulkan's account started with her alluring outfit, the description of which made the men clap and whistle.

Around them the construction zone roared to life with sounds of heavy machinery filling the ambience.

"And then what happened?," Marty asked as he and the men listened to Vulkan with ears perked and a glint in their eyes. Could it really be? thought Marty, Could there really be a woman who fought men for pleasure?

Away from the talk, Sam Crothers sat in his comfy chair, filling out paperwork on his desk. His eyes occasionally peeked over at the men huddled in the corner, Vulkan's deep Russian accent describing Amelia's fighting prowess so loudly that he heard it from a mile away.

Sam sat on his chair and compared himself to the rest of the men. He looked at Marty, the son of an ex-Italian goon, who turned to bounty hunting for a clean source of income. Luca Kippin's expertise at catching his targets became stuff of legend and his sons and daughters inherited their father's undying war spirit.

Sam looked at Marty's large muscular body and thought of the countless hours he must have put in to get his body looking the way it did. Marty reminded Sam of a Mr. Olympia contestant. To Sam's disappointment, his own body was small and fat, years of fast food and laying on the couch had robbed him of any athletic ability he once possessed.

In a weird way, Sam looked at himself in the future, destined to be a middle-class dad stuck in a town with no escape. To him, Amelia represented everything he wanted to be but he also knew there was no way he could be as good as her.

His thoughts were interrupted by a constant stream of whistles and claps as Amelia Owens entered the compound.

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Sam's jaw dropped to the floor as he looked at her, every inch within him wanted to join the men hollering at her for attention but he also knew that he would be out of place.

"Calm down boys!," Amelia smiled as two men lifted her up on their shoulders.

"There is plenty of me to go around...now put me down like good boys and get back to work..." Amelia said as she jumped off the men's shoulders.

"I promise..." She said with a look that made everyone go weak in their knees.

"Everyone will get a chance!"

Sam watched as she mingled with the boys. It was then he realized what Amelia had meant when she told him she was 'one of the boys'. She spoke to them like they were equals, never talking down or talking over someone. She entertained any comments made by them without a hint of prejudice or contempt. That's when it hit Sam, Amelia respected the men as much as they respected her. Something that she would never do with him.

"Now boys...why don't you run along? Me and Vulkan have some 'private' business that we need to discuss," She said with a wink as she grabbed the large Russian's arm and dragged him along.

Amelia and Vulkan passed by Sam's desk as he attempted to greet them with a weak 'hello'.

"Oh Sam...didn't see you there..." Amelia laughed as she ran a finger down Vulkan's chest.

"You know a lot of 'big' things have been on my mind lately. Enough for the 'small' to slip through the cracks..." Amelia bit her lip seductively as she kissed Vulkan on the cheek.

"But you know how it is..." Amelia's eyes fixed on his face.

"Don't you?"

Sam didn't say a word. Instead, he did what naturally came to him whenever faced with conflict. He dropped his head and stared at the ground.

Amelia smiled and led Vulkan into her office.

The sounds of combat filled his ear as Sam tried to concentrate on his work. He watched the men huddled around Amelia's office door, watching the fight through the keyhole while some others pushed each other around to get a glimpse of the action through the window.

"Should I?," He wondered aloud, as he watched the other men salivate. He quietly placed his laptop on the table, tapping into the camera's in Amelia's office suite. His eyes stared at Amelia and Vulkan as they fought. They exchanged and shrugged off blows that would have put down a horse. A particularly nasty right from Vulkan drew blood from Amelia's lips and she responded in kind with a brutal elbow that nearly broke the large Russian's nose.

Sam watched as Vulkan staggered back, clutching his bloody nose, unable to defend against a kick to the back of his head that floored him. As Amelia attempted to stomp his back, Vulkan flipped around and caught Amelia's foot, pushing her back into the table.

The small of her back crashed into the edge of table as Amelia winced. Vulkan was already on her, knocking her head left and right with two brutal punches and closing out his combo with a hard knee into her crotch.

Amelia crashed to her knees, her hands between her legs and watched as Vulkan loaded up a punch and threw it at her chin. It crashed into her face with sickening impact, knocking her head back, sending a stream of blood through the air.

As Vulkan attempted a knee at her face, Amelia blocked it and responded with a hard punch to his balls. Every man standing outside the door winced and grabbed their jewels in unison as they saw the brutal impact of the blow. Vulkan was squirming in pain, teary-eyed and rolling in agony.

Amelia stomped his chest hard and jumped up, landing both her knees on his abs. Vulkan's body nearly bent in half from the impact. Amelia laughed and wiped the blood off her face as she straddled Vulkan's chest. Punch after punch bloodied the tough Russian till he lay on the floor, out cold.

Sam turned off his camera monitoring software as Amelia walked out with Vulkan draped over her shoulders. She smiled as the men around stood stunned, marveling her power. On a normal day, Vulkan was not someone you would want to meet in a dark alley and yet here he was, his large muscular frame draped over Amelia's shoulders like some toy.

She dumped him on the floor and stood with her hands on her hips.

"That was a good workout," She said calmly as she blew on her nails.

"Anyone else want to give it a go?," Amelia smiled as all the men took a step back. The only one who stepped up was Marty.

"Looks like we have a date tonight..." Amelia said as she ran a finger down Marty's nose.

From the corner of her eye, her gaze fixed on Sam. It irritated her to see someone like him sit in a camp of warriors. With a wicked grin, she thought of a way to fix the problem.

"Sam...Can you come here please?" She said as Crothers hurried to his feet and made his way to her.

She motioned the rest of the men to huddle around them as she spoke.

"Look around you Sam...what do you see?"

Crothers looked around feeling small surrounded by powerful titans.

"Do you know why I handpicked each of these men?," Amelia ran her hands on Marty's ripped body.

"It's because even on a bad day, these men can prove to be a challenge," Sam watched as Amelia circled Marty.

"That's why I spent weeks learning about them, spending time with them, so that they can give me a fight to enjoy!"

Sam wanted to dig a hole into the ground and bury his head in it.

"You...on the other hand..." She pointed at him with contempt.

"A relic of my father's past, unassuming, weak..." Sam shivered as Amelia ran a finger across his nose.

"And oh so eager to conform. Tell me Sam, have you EVER stood up for yourself?," Amelia's hands ran across the front of Sam's pants as he gulped.

"Or do you just run away with your tail tucked between your legs?"

With a simple squeeze, Sam fell to the ground writhing in agony. He howled in pain as Amelia laughed. She grabbed whatever was left of his balding hairline and bought Sam to his knees as the other men watched.

Amelia smiled and wrapped her thighs around Sam's head, squeezing as Sam's weak hands tried to pry her legs off him. His eyes bulged, almost out of their sockets as pain turned his face red.

The other men watched in horror as Sam convulsed, spitting and coughing blood as Amelia stood over him, Sam's head caught between her thighs. Amelia moaned and threw her head up as she squeezed, manipulating every muscle in her legs with grace. Her hands simply resting on her hips.

Just as he was about to pass out, Amelia let him go, laughing as the man coughed and took large gulps of air. His head shook as his blood flow normalized, his body still convulsing.

"Let's face it Sam! You are a good worker but you ain't no fighter and you don't belong here!"

Sam didn't know where the sudden urge to talk back came from, maybe it was the years of abuse the school bullies had inflicted on him finally bubbling back from the depths of his heart. He remembered what they used to call him, 'little bitch'.

"I c-can fight!..." He stammered out, as silence eclipsed the compound.

One of the men let out a small snicker, as another one joined in. Soon, more laughter followed till everyone laughed at Sam who just wanted to die at this point.

"Fight?..." Amelia snickered as she eyed him up and down.

"Since your small brain can't understand words, maybe showing you will do the trick!"

Amelia put her hands behind her head, inviting Sam to have a swing at her stomach. A couple of men snickered as they watched his little hand bounce off Amelia's toned abs. More of them laughed as he tried again until everyone joined in on a chorus of laughter as he finally stood ashamed, staring at the ground.

Amelia gathered herself for a second, wiping a stray tear off her eyebrow from all the laughter. She rested her hands behind her head again.

"Marty..." She said as he looked at her with a sinister grin.

He buried a fist deep into her stomach, bending her over and reducing Amelia to her knees, coughing and panting. She smiled as he held out a hand and got Amelia to her feet.

"THAT is how a man fights, Sam. And if Marty plays his cards right...well..." Amelia ran a finger along the side of Marty's face.

"P-Please Amelia, Please don't fire me! I will get better I promise!," Amelia motioned everyone to quiet down and everyone obeyed except one man who snickered a second too long. Amelia shot him a look of absolute rage as he immediately fell silent.

"I'm going to do you a favor Sam," She said her voice cold and distant.

She walked up to her desk and whipped out a card, handing it over to the humiliated man.

"Valerie's Gym" the card read.

"If you really are serious about improving, head over there in the evening, look for a girl named Valerie. She will train you."

Amelia and the boys left Sam standing there, humiliated and beaten.

"Crazy bitch!," Sam muttered to himself as he stood outside the building. He checked and double checked the name on the card. This was the place all right, the large neon sign outside confirmed it.

Inside was hi-tech exercise equipment Sam had never even heard about. He wandered around like a lost puppy as a pair of beautiful eyes stared at him from afar.

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The woman whipped out her phone and dialed a number.

"Looks like you were wrong about the loser. He's standing in front of me!"
"Is he now? I'll give him a bit of credit for showing up but he's still a waste of my time"
"What do you want me to do, Amelia?"
"BREAK him"
"Isn't that too harsh?"
"Just do as I say Valerie or have you forgotten the design of our relationship?"
"O-Okay. When do I get to see you?"
"Play your cards right and I may drop in for a visit when I feel like it"

Amelia cut the call and threw her phone on the table. Standing in front of her was Marty with his fists in the air and ready for a fight. Her outfit was driving him wild.

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Amelia smiled as he rushed at her, swinging a fist towards her head. She gracefully sidestepped his attack to her left and as the momentum carried Marty forward, Amelia whipped around and wrapped her large biceps on his throat from behind, choking him.

Desperate Marty fired two elbows into her stomach that had Amelia wincing and jumping. He grabbed a handful of her beautiful hair and with immense strength, lifted her over the top of his head and slammed her backfist into the hard concrete.

He laughed as he watched her roll over to one side, clutching her back. Amelia winced in agony as Marty kicked her in the back hard. He flipped her over and stomped her in the stomach causing Amelia to sit up from the impact.

A violent knee collided with Amelia's face, bloodying her nose. Marty jumped in the air as he watched Amelia fall back grabbing her nose. Both of his feet landed on Amelia's hard abs, almost bending her body in half.

He stood there for a second longer before he walked off, laughing at Amelia as she curled up in pain. He sent another kick into her back but before it could land, Amelia flipped around and caught his foot.

Amelia twisted his ankle as Marty howled in pain and fell to the ground. Pressing her advantage, Amelia immediately straddled his chest. She punched his face left and right, leaving it a bloody mess before Marty threw her off him. As Amelia landed on her back, Marty pounced on her. He straddled her chest and lifted her head up by Amelia's hair. He struck her with two hard punches, bruising both her cheeks but when he attempted a third, Amelia blocked it and threw him off her.

As Marty landed on his side, Amelia opened up with hard knees to his back, smiling as he screamed in pain. She grabbed Marty's hair and picked him up to his feet, wrapping her palm on his throat. She placed a light hand on his back and lifted him up in the air by his throat before choke slamming him hard into the concrete.

As Marty lay on the floor, She parted his legs and kicked him hard in the groin. Amelia laughed menacingly as she watched him squirm on the floor. As she attempted another kick into his jewels, Marty freed his legs and sat up, punching her hard in the stomach. As she bent over from the impact, Marty's elbow crashed into her jaw springing her head up.

Amelia screamed in agony as Marty buried a fist deep into her crotch. She fell to her knees as Marty got up and punched her head left and right, sending blood flying through the air.

As he attempted another punch, Amelia blocked it sending a savage fist of her own into his balls. She got up and kneed him hard in the nose, almost breaking it. Marty fell limp to the floor, his breathing shallow and burdened.

Amelia smiled as she walked around him slowly.

"Well...you certainly did better than Vulkan..."

Amelia placed her body on top of him, spreading his legs with hers. She pinned his arms above his head and undid her top. Marty struggled to breathe as he soon found his face stuck in the center of Amelia's chest.

Amelia moaned as she felt Marty's drool and blood accumulate between her breasts. Marty's body convulsed savagely before he passed out, smothered to sleep.

"Mr. Crothers? I'm Valerie," said the young woman as she held out her hand. Sam shook it nervously, not sure of what to expect.

"Amelia gave me a call, explained the situation..."

She watched as Sam just stood there. Valerie couldn't help but feel pity for the weak man, she couldn't imagine what he could have done to be subjected to Amelia's fury.

"Break him?," She thought to herself. There was nothing to break, standing in front of her was a man already broken physically and mentally. It would be mercy to put him out of his misery at this point.

"Amelia told me that you were g-going to train me?," Sam stammered and watched Valerie smile.

"Yes..." She beamed. "But first I'm just going to do a quick physical checkup if you don't mind...have to get BMI readings and what not...you know how it is..."

Sam gulped nervously and nodded.

"What do I need to do?," he asked meekly. Valerie smiled and stood him straight with his arms and legs spread.

"Now Sam, I'll be honest with you..." Valerie circled around him slowly studying him up and down.

"There isn't much to you, take your legs for example..."

"My legs?," Sam wondered before screaming in agony. A harsh kick to the back of his knee broke his left leg. He cried and rolled around on the ground.

"See how easy they are to break?"

Sam just rolled around in agony until Valerie grabbed his right leg. With a swift kick, his right leg fell limp, a piece of bone sticking out from within the skin. Sam tried to crawl towards the exit, before a hard stomp to his back broke his spine.

"Hmmm...your back isn't any better..."

Valerie smiled as she slowly walked around his limp body watching as Sam lay on the floor crying, tears running down his face. He screamed as Valerie stepped on the back of his hands grinding it under her foot.

"Such wimpy hands!"

With a loud crack, Sam felt his wrists break as he screamed in agony. He felt blood rush to his face as Valerie smashed his balls under her foot.

"Really? I didn't know that it was possible for a man to be THAT small!"

Sam could no longer scream, he just lay there limp as Valerie battered his face red. He soon passed out from the pain.

The loud beeps of a heart rate monitor stirred him awake as Sam woke to find himself in a hospital bed. His body had been bandaged from head to toe, he cried as he remembered the beating, the memories of the pain rushing back to his head.

His eyes went wide in terror as the door opened and Valerie stepped into the room. The beeping of the monitor escalated as Valerie walked near him and placed a mask besides his head. It was Mexican lucha mask, black with the design of a white skull adorned on the front.

"They used to call me X-The mistress of pain..." She sat down beside Sam on his bed as he shivered with fear.

"I was the fiercest out there until I met Amelia," Sam's ears perked up at that name.

"She battered me black and blue and broke every bone in my body. She made me her fuck toy, something to use when she was bored..." For the first time in a long while, Sam looked at Valerie staring at the ground. Shame! That was what she felt, he knew the feeling all too well.

"When you heal and if you still have it in you to fight Amelia..." Valerie got up and walked to the door, opening it.

"Come find me!"

Sam just stared at the door, unable to make sense of what just happened. He looked back at the mask besides his head.

Was he going to man up? or was he going to tuck his tail between his legs and run?
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good fight except ball busting . ball busting direct to any female easy win . I prefer if she must win , she must win by fair which it seems she could.
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Amelia grunted and moaned in pain as Marty grabbed a handful of her beautiful hair and smashed his large knee into her back.

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Marty Kippin was having the time of his life. Amelia and him had fought through the weekend and even though he lost the fights, he wasn't complaining.

"Ungh! Fuck!," She cried as Marty's large arms wrapped around her from behind, immobilizing her arms. He locked his wrists just below the center of her chest, squeezing with delight as Amelia coughed and struggled to breathe.

"Got you now," Marty whispered in her ear as he dry humped her shapely behind.

Amelia cut his happiness short by smashing the back of her head into his nose. Marty stumbled back in pain, holding on to his bloody nose. Amelia whipped around and punched him hard in the groin. She laughed as Marty stood there crying, one of his arms holding on to his nose, while the other massaged his jewels.

Amelia jumped and kicked Marty to the side of the head and watched with a sadistic grin as Marty hit the floor with a sickening thud, opening up a wound on the side of his forehead and almost knocking him out. Battling his senses, he flipped over and caught Amelia's foot as she tried to stomp him and pushed her away.

Amelia stumbled back into a wooden pillar, her body unsteady as she tried to balance herself. Marty didn't give her that chance. He got to his feet and smashed his large fist into her left breast. Amelia doubled over in pain, falling to her knees and as she did, Marty kicked her in the right breast.

Amelia grabbed her mammaries and bent over in pain, still on her knees as her forehead touched the floor. With a sinister laugh, Marty positioned himself behind her and sent a hard knee into her crotch watching as Amelia howled in agony.

"It took me a while..." He said as he smashed another knee between her legs.

"But It looks I finally have you where I want you"

He hit her with one final knee before pinning her head to the floor with his foot. He grabbed her small thong and pulled it towards him, laughing as he wedged her hard, watching with delight as her lovely ass pointed to the ceiling. He was enjoying himself a little too much though, forgetting Amelia's hands were still free. Furious, Amelia smashed a hard fist into his groin and fell over to her back as Marty fell to his knees.

Marty felt the tip of Amelia's knee connect with his nose, bloodying it even more as his arms fell limp to his side, his eyes wide open staring at the ceiling. Amelia got to her feet and smiled as she punched his head left and right.

She rained pain down on his face, beating him red as he slowly passed out.

"Bullshit!," cried Wade 'Shorty' Miller. He had earned that knick-name because of his 4'3 frame. Besides his height, there was nothing small about Shorty. His muscles were comically huge. Vulkan, Marty and a few other men sat in a huddle, as Marty gave them a blow by blow of the fight.

"What do you mean bullshit? I am telling you she got me good," Marty shrugged, irritated at his friends comments.

"Come on! you 'ad her right where you wanted and you let her fight back? how pathetic is that?"

Marty cursed Shorty under his breath, feigning ignorance as the small, angry Irishman cursed him back.

"You think you can do better Shorty?"

A familiar voice loomed over them as the men looked back to see Amelia standing there. Amelia watched a sinister glint in Shorty's eye as he flashed her his crooked teeth with a smile.

"Think?," He said as he got up and walked towards her. The men watched as the two of them stood face-to-face or rather ab-to-face. Shorty's entire frame fit just below Amelia's chest as she looked down at him and smiled.

"I don't need to think lass, I know I can beat you to a bloody pulp!"

"How interesting," Amelia mused, placing her hands on her hips.

"Very well Shorty!, you are going to get your chance tonight!"

Shorty smiled and licked his lips as she walked away.

"Good Morning Mr. Crothers"

The young nurse beamed a lively smile as Sam watched her walk in.

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"How are we doing today?" She asked before realizing what shape he was in, quietly berating herself for being insensitive. She watched as Sam looked out of the window. His face was numb, his eyes staring off into the distance.

"If you don't mind me asking...how did you end up here?"

Olivia James couldn't help but feel sorry for Sam. His body was broken, put on display in a hospital bed like some discarded showpiece. He underwent three emergency operations to fix his back and the doctor's were still not sure when he would walk again. His arms and legs were in plasters, broken and useless.

"Why do you want to know?," Sam replied still staring out the window.

"Just...you know...asking"

Sam's face turned towards her, his eyes filled with rage.

"Just asking? It's never 'just' anything with you lot is there?" His voice was filled with anger. His eyes burning red. Olivia stood in silence.

"And what is with all you muscle girls running around the city? Are there no normal woman no more? All you lot want to do is to burn the city down..."

Sam cried in pain as he accidentally tried to move his hand. His broken wrist reminding him of how useless his limbs were. He screamed as Olivia tried to help him and attempted to bite her hand before she stepped back.

"Leave me the fuck alone! All I wanted to do was do my job and live out the rest of my boring fucking life in peace but no...women like you..." Sam's eyes were filled with tears and his lips quivered as he spoke.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"

Olivia wasn't prepared for Sam's emotional outburst. Not wanting to stress him even more, she threw up her hands in peace and left the room.

Outside, Olivia pulled out her cellphone from her pocket.

"He won't talk"
"Keep at him, he's our only lead"
"Like I said, Amelia's got him spooked. He is beaten and broken almost beyond repair."
"Then make him feel better and get him to talk"
"I'll try, he doesn't even look like a fighter to be honest"
"He's gotta be! Intelligence reports put him at Valerie's gym before he ended up in the hospital, he has to know something. Keep at him!"
"Understood."

Olivia put her phone back in her pocket and walked away, the sound of her heels echoing through the hallway.

"Where the fuck is Shorty?," wondered Amelia as she stood outside the construction zone. They were supposed to meet 20 minutes ago and he still hadn't showed up. Her mind was drawing up plans on the savagery she was going to inflict on him, a little brutality to show him that she did not like to wait.

Her thoughts were cut short by the sound of an oncoming car.

"Finally!," She thought crossing her arms around her chest.

"Hey Amelia!," waved Marty as he stepped out the car. From the other side, Vulkan got down and conveyed his greetings.

"What the fuck are you guys doing here? Where's Shorty?," She asked, visibly angry.

"Right behind you toots!"

The look on her face as Amelia looked back to see Shorty standing behind her was something that the little man would cherish.

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Without warning, he smashed her hamstring with a hard kick. Amelia grunted and went down to one knee. Using her leg as a platform, Shorty threw his little body in the air. He smashed Amelia's head to the right with a brutal flying kick that sent a trail of blood from her mouth flying through the air.

Laughing maniacally, Shorty smashed her other hamstring with a hard kick and grinned as Amelia held on to the back of her legs, screaming in agony on her knees. The headlights of the car illuminated the two fighters as Shorty chopped her in the chest viciously, leaving it red from the impact.

Amelia's body collapsed in pain, bending backwards while she still on her knees. Vulkan and Marty smiled as they watched Shorty stomp a mudhole in Amelia's stomach with vicious kicks that drew cries of agony from her.

He grabbed a handful of her beautiful hair and pulled her up to her knees, enjoying the sight of her wincing and grunting in pain. Amelia was amazed at the strength of this little man, his blows had left her reeling. More importantly, it bruised her ego as he made an example of her in front of Vulkan and Marty.

"No more!," She thought as Amelia felt her head whipped to one side from a hard punch, blood running down her nostrils. As Shorty attempted another punch, Amelia blocked it and shook his head with a punch of her own, breaking one of Shorty's teeth as he stumbled backward, blood dripping from his mouth.

Still on her knees, Amelia grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards her. As he came running in, his nose was almost broken by a hard fist as he felt it compress from the impact. His small body flew back a bit, landing on the pavement. Smiling, Amelia got to her feet, still wincing a bit in pain. She stomped Shorty hard in the stomach, cracking a smile as his little body sat up from the impact. Amelia's eyes zeroed in on her target as she sent a knee hurtling towards the center of his chest, only to be shocked when he caught it inches from its mark. He winded up and punched her hard in the crotch.

His bloody face cracked open a smile as he watched Amelia fall down to her knees again, her hands lodged between her legs and her head thrown up in agony. With a sinister smile, Shorty jumped up and wrapped his muscular thighs around her waist. As Amelia's hands worked to pry open the hold, she threw her head back in agony and screamed. Laughing, Shorty tore her top off and grabbed her nipples, pulling them towards him as hard as he could. Amelia cried in agony, as she felt pain coursing through her body. Pain she hadn't felt in a while. This little man was as brutal as he had been full of surprises.

With a loud, primal yell Amelia willed herself up to her feet. Her mind working overtime to ignore the pain.

Marty and Vulkan got out of the way as Amelia ran towards the car, Shorty still attached to her. She smashed his back into the bonnet hard as Shorty let her nipples go and Amelia repeated the dose one more time till he untangled his legs from around her waist. She watched as Shorty's body slid to the bumper, his head resting between the headlights as Amelia kneed him hard in the nose. The impact lodged the back of Shorty's head inside the grill. As Amelia attempted another knee, Shorty grabbed it in mid-air and altered its course so that it broke one of the car's headlights.

With agility Shorty got to his feet, grabbing both of Amelia's hamstrings and squeezing till she was on her knees once more. He grabbed her hair and sent her face first into the bonnet. Amelia's head crashed into unforgiving steel, cutting open a wound at the side of her forehead. Shorty smiled at Amelia's form crumpled to her knees, her arms limp beside her and her head resting on the bonnet.

He kicked her hard in the stomach and watched as she rolled over to the floor clutching her abs. Even in pain, Amelia couldn't help but smile, this little man was giving her a beating she hadn't experienced in a while. She watched helplessly as Shorty scampered to the top of the car, jumping off it and landing feet first on her breasts. Amelia teared up as Shorty stood on her breasts, his feet compressing her mounds as pain ran through her body. In desperation, she grabbed his legs and whipped him headfirst into the only functional headlight. Shorty's face crashed into hard glass cutting his skin open, as scratches appeared all over his visage. Amelia lay on the floor for a second, desperate for a breather, Shorty had been unrelenting and he wasn't about to stop now.

Once again, surprising her with his ability to regain form, Shorty straddled her chest and punched her face hard with brutal fists. One smashed open a cut just below right eye, while another bruised her cheek a dull shade of purple. With a loud yell, she pushed Marty off her and straddled his chest for a change, punching his head silly and leaving him seeing red. Surprising her with his strength this time, he threw her off him and straddled her again.

Marty and Vulkan watched as both of them rolled around on the floor, enjoying brief moments of domination as they punched each other's faces black and blue. Finally, both of them lay on the floor, exhausted and smiling. For one last time, Amelia straddled his chest again and gave him a bloody, black eye as she punched his face hard. Amelia breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the floor as Shorty finally passed out.

The sound of Amelia's hips colliding against his pelvis stirred Shorty awake as he watched Amelia jump up and down on his erect member. His hands had already been tied and pinned to the top of his head.

"Awake, Little man?," She smiled as she kissed him passionately.

"You deserve an award for the fight you gave me today," Amelia said as she bit her lips softly.

Shorty moaned in pleasure as Amelia's tongue danced around the tip of his cock. Soon, her head bobbed up and down in a smooth, unbroken rhythm and before long Shorty felt the excruciating pleasure of a release as Amelia swallowed.
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Amelia Owens smiled as she saw Shorty lying in wait behind her office door. The large window next to the door had spoiled his plan somewhat. Amelia thought of the delicious ways she was going to exploit this to deliver pain to the little man. She imagined ripping his body in two before putting it back together for some fun later on.

With a wry smile, she carefully opened the window. To Shorty, it felt like a freight truck had smashed into the back of his head. Amelia had clobbered him with a fire extinguisher, poking her hand out in the window and grabbing the fire repellant off the wall. She laughed as she watched Shorty squirm in pain, holding the back of his bloody head.

"Fool me once, shame on you," Amelia quipped as she opened the door.

"Fool me twice..." Her eyes went wide with shock as she watched Vulkan standing behind the door.

"Shame on me?"

Vulkan's giant fist crashed into her toned abdomen as Amelia bent over and howled in pain. From behind her, she felt a knee connect between her legs. She could recognize that muscle mass anywhere, it was Marty.

As Amelia slumped over face first on the floor, Shorty recovered and joined in as the three of them stood over her. Sickening thuds of skin impacting skin echoed as the three men rained hell on her body. Stomps and punches connected everywhere, leaving her wincing mess of pain on the floor.

With a sinister smile, Vulkan bought her to her feet. As he attempted another strike at her abs, Amelia blocked it and pushed him back with a hard fist to his nose. From the sides, Marty struck with a knee to her ribs that sent her stumbling towards Shorty who promptly dropped her to one knee, with a hard kick to the back of her leg.

She blocked another kick inches from her face, grabbing Shorty's leg and whipping him hard into the wooden door, his small smashing through it, and leaving his body, crumpled in pain on the floor. Amelia couldn't get a breather as Marty struck with another knee into her back.

Amelia stumbled forward into the waiting hands of the now recovered Vulkan, who grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up in a savage bearhug. From behind Amelia, Marty sent an elbow into Amelia's back, smiling as she threw her head up in pain.

Thinking fast, Amelia sent her forehead crashing into Vulkan's as he let go of her and cried in pain. She caught another attempted elbow from behind and whipped around to sock Marty in the face with a hard fist, giving him a black eye. She revved her legs up and kicked him hard across the face, giving the now recovered Shorty a scrumptious view of her white thong.

He smiled and kicked her hard in the crotch, laughing as she fell to her knees and Marty fell to the floor. Shorty jumped his little body up and punched her in the face, watching as she rolled towards the revived Vulkan who stomped her hard in the stomach with sadistic glee.

He bought Amelia to her feet by her hair and kicked her hard in the center of her chest, sending her back first into Shorty's waiting knee. From her sides, Marty struck with a hard kick to her face, the soles of dirty boot leaving a foot print on Amelia's bruised cheek.

The three men ganged up on Amelia and beat her again, ripping off her expensive formal skirt and thong before shoving her back into the room. The small of her back cracked against the table as she balanced herself with her hands.

The three men smiled at her as they walked in, rubbing their hands in delight, drooling over her now nude body.

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"Alone we may not stand a chance against you..."

Vulkan spoke as the three of them walked towards her menacingly.

"But together we will beat the shit out of you"

"Took them a while to figure out, didn't it?," Amelia thought as Marty rushed towards her. She blocked his punch to her abs and rammed him with a hard shoulder in between his chest. As he went stumbling back, Vulkan and Shorty attacked from the sides. She blocked Vulkan's kick in front of her face but couldn't do much about Shorty's hard punch to her hamstring which had her wincing in pain.

Amelia fell to one knee as Vulkan whipped her head left and right with hard punches. She blocked a punch to her nose and responded with sickening fist deep into Vulkan's groin that had him reduced to tears. From behind her, Shorty attacked with a hard elbow to her back that sent her crumping to the floor, her face now next to the rejuvenated Marty's feet.

With a smile, Marty stomped her hard in the back before grabbing a handful of her hair and bringing her dazed form to her feet. He wrapped her large hands around her throat and lifted her up, her feet dangling in the air as he choked the consciousness out of her.

In desperation, Amelia wrapped her legs around Marty's waist and squeezed as he cried in pain. From behind her, Shorty jumped up and kicked her hard in the back while the now recovered Vulkan punched her hard in the face. As her hold loosened, Marty sat her on his shoulders, her crotch staring him in the face. With a sinister smile, her powerbombed her into the table.

Amelia howled in agony as her body broke the table. The three men laughed as they saw her lying in a fetal position in pain as wooden splinters lay scattered near her. Vulkan picked her up and punched her hard in the face sending her into Marty's waiting knee that collided with her stomach. As she bent over, Shorty attacked from behind, punching upwards to send a hard fist into her crotch.

She fell to her face again as the men began to stomp her, punching and kicking her everywhere. Grimacing with pain, Amelia bit Marty's foot and as he grabbed it and fell back, she grabbed a spare piece of wood from the floor smashing Shorty across the face with it, knocking him out cold.

Amelia planned to turn around and strike Vulkan with the same piece of wood but instead felt cold steel collide against her cheek. It sent the side of her head crashing to the floor with a sickening dull thud as a wound opened up on the side of her forehead. With blurry eyes she saw Vulkan standing over her, fire extinguisher in hand.

He began an assault on her abs, unforgiving steel crashing into her skin as she winced and grunted in agony. To make matters worse, Marty had recovered and began punching and kicking her breasts as she writhed around in agony from the brutal assault.

While grunting in Agony, she swept Marty of his feet sending the back of his head crashing into the unforgiving concrete. She blocked another attempt at introducing steel to her abs and punched the fire extinguisher hard, sending it flying into Vulkan's face, knocking him out cold.

As Marty clambered to his knees, Amelia introduced her leg to his nose and as his arms fell limp, punched him red, till he fell to floor unconscious. Amelia staggered back into the table, breathing hard, her aching body finally getting a breather from the relentless attack.

She looked down at her bruises and cuts, not too bad but still something that she hadn't seen in a while. The boys had impressed her and they deserved an Award.

When the three men regained consciousness, they found themselves tied to three beds. Their jaws dropped to the floor when Amelia walked into the room wearing a strap-on, with a whip playfully curled in her hand and a kinky smile on her face.
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It took Sam Crothers a few months to just get out of the hospital bed and another few months passed before he took his first tentative steps. Through all his rage and bitterness, Olivia had been there for him. Sam was ashamed at himself, at how wrong he had been.

Olivia had been the angel that pulled him out of the darkness and in time, he even learned to smile again.

"Oh my god!, then this guy starts hitting on me right..."

He watched her beautiful eyes as she spoke, lost in her gaze as she smiled.

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"You aren't even listening to me are you?," She laughed as he snapped out of his daydream.

"All right Sam, you rest now...I'll come back after I finish some rounds, capeesh?," She winked as Sam just nodded, red in the face. With a soft smile, she left him alone as he wondered if he was actually starting to like her.

He noticed she had left her purse behind and smiled. He would take any opportunity to speak with her again. He softly prodded along the hospital hallway, gingerly hopping on his feet as he looked for her.

"I feel bad about this," Olivia said unaware that Sam was right behind her. She was on the phone speaking to someone.

"We don't have a choice, if you want the money...get him to talk!"

Sam couldn't hear what was being said on the other side of the phone but in a few moments, Olivia would make him feel that dread again.

"Look, he's a nice guy okay? I don't want him to think that I'm into him or something..."

When his heart broke, Sam felt more pain than all of his broken limbs combined. How could he have been so stupid? Of course, she didn't want him. He looked at his worthless form held captive in a hospital gown and then he looked at her, beautiful, strong and perfect.

"I mean it took him months to get on his feet, he isn't mentally ready for it"

Of course he wasn't, he hadn't been in a long time. Sam just stood there staring at her back as the last morsel of hope was stripped away from his being. He wanted to die but then realized he was too cowardly to go through with that.

As she cut the call, Sam wiped the tears of his face. Olivia turned around and shrieked, staring in horror at Sam standing there.

"Great! Now she is screaming in horror looking at me!," He thought.

"What the fuck!," Olivia screamed as she took a deep breath. Just then, it hit her like freight truck, had he heard her?

"Woah! Easy there! It's just me...good 'ol Sam!," He mustered up a grin the best he could.

Olivia's face flashed an unsure smile, her mind still debating whether he had heard her.

"Just wanted to give you this..." Sam handed over her purse. She saw hints of pain on his face as she grabbed it from his hand.

"Thanks..." She said meekly, looking down at the ground.

Sam turned around and walked away.

Amelia Owens sighed as she looked at her phone. The sight of loudmouth Sarah Novack's name on the screen irritated her. She knew she had to take the call but wasn't looking forward to it.

"Amelia Owens!," Screamed the feminine voice on the other side of the phone as Amelia grunted.

"What up bitch?"
"What is it Sarah?"
"Oh nothing, just calling to gloat about the big guy I took out!"
"Really!?"
"Don't believe me! Wait a sec..."

Amelia's notification tone sounded as a video file popped on her screen. Amelia opened the file. She smiled as she watched Sarah dismantle a man, breaking him limb from limb until he was nothing but a broken, bloody mess.

"What do you think now?"
"Meh! I've fought bigger!"
"Really!? You think you can take on bigger guys than that?"
"I actually did take on three men bigger than the one you have on video"
"Bullshit!"
"Wait a sec..."

Amelia sent her a few photos of Marty, Vulkan and Shorty. She rolled her eyes as Sarah tried to figure out which options to select until she finally managed it.

"Oh come on! I can take these men with my eyes closed"

Amelia had a lightbulb moment as soon as Sarah uttered those words.

"How about a little wager?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"Come over for the weekend with three of your best men and we'll find out who has the best boy toys!"
"You're on bitch! I'm gonna rip their testicles out and feed it to them!"
"We'll see!"

"Jonas Grim!," said the lanky German as Amelia laughed.

"Wait, wait, wait..." She spoke barely able to control her laughter, wiping a stray tear from her eye.

"Sarah sent me your skinny ass to beat, looks like it's Christmas for me!"

"Don't be so sure bitch! I was 'this close' to beating Sarah last time!"

Jonas tried to look as intimidating as he could before the woman that stood in front of him.

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The truth was she was larger than any he had ever tangled with, her muscles putting the fear of god in him as tried to put on a brave face.

"Looks like 'this close' is all you are ever going to be..." Amelia smiled as she watched Jonas go white in the face. With a loud yell, he rushed towards her expecting her to duck his fist aimed at her jaw while he caught her with the real attack, a knee to her sides.

Instead, Amelia just stood, her hands on her hips as his fist crashed into her jaw. She didn't even flinch. In desperation, he tried the knee to her ribs only to fall down in pain as Amelia grabbed it and punched him hard in the face, blood pouring down the side of his lips.

"Jonas Grim!," Amelia mocked as she grabbed his hair.

"The heir of Grim Industries..."

She punched him hard in the nose bloodying it.

"Never worked a single day in your life..."

Another brutal punch gave Jonas a black eye.

"Living off your father's money, spending life in a cocoon..."

She kneed him hard in the jaw, laughing as his skin swelled.

"Not so great when it isn't fantasy, is it?"

Amelia mocked Jonas, as he lay sobbing on the floor. She grabbed his hair bringing him up to his feet. Jonas felt Amelia's python like arms coil around his waist as she lifted him up in a savage bearhug.

She laughed as he fruitlessly tried elbows and punches, his hand working furiously to pry open the hold.

"You may have been good enough for Sarah," She quipped as she dropped him to the floor.

Amelia stomped him hard in the stomach and as he sat up wailing in pain, smashed him in the face with a brutal knee that bloodied his nose even more.

"But you are way out of your league with me!"

She kicked him hard across the face, her legs flowing in a graceful arc sending blood and couple of teeth flying out of Jonas' mouth. Satisfied with him squirming on the floor, Amelia began to walk away. She stopped when she heard Jonas get up and turned around.

His face was a barely recognizable, bloody mess and he stood unsteady on his feet. His own blood clouting his vision.

"I'm still in this..." He mumbled in pain as Amelia shot him a look of rage.

He couldn't tell just how fast Amelia moved but it was a blur as her form moved with precision. A hard fist smashed into the center of his chest, sending him flying into the wall behind him.

As he stood there, unable to move, Amelia ran into him pinning him under her entire body weight and smashing Jonas' body deep into the wall, forming a man sized crater. She smiled as she looked at his unconscious form, his blood lining the crater in the wall.

With a quick glance to her fingernails, Amelia walked away.

Vulkan's jaw dropped to the floor as he saw Sarah waiting for him in the gym.

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He licked his lips as he circled around her, eager to tear her apart. Amelia had given him an incentive to cherish, if he demolished the loud mouthed brat in this match, he would get Amelia for the night.

"You don't look so big!," Sarah taunted as Vulkan smiled.

"Says the little cunt who barely fits below my chin!," Vulkan quipped bringing his fists up to his face.

"Oh I'm going to show you what a mean little bitch I am," Sarah spoke back as Vulkan laughed.

"I bet...When you are below me sucking my dick!" he said cracking a sinister smile.

With an angry yell Sarah rushed at Vulkan. The fighters met in the center of the gym, their hands locked with each other in a test of strength. With their feet, they tested each others cores as they kicked and kneed each other in the abs.

It quickly became apparent that Vulkan's blows were beginning to weigh heavily on Sarah. With a particularly nasty knee to her ribs, Vulkan took the advantage, grabbing her hair as she stumbled to the side in pain.

He bloodied her nose with a brutal fist and bent her over with another one as she grunted and clutched her abs. He smiled and grabbed her hair, sinking another fist deep into her stomach, letting it linger as he twisted his fist in her abdomen.

Sarah cried in pain as Vulkan's big hand grabbed her crotch and squeezed. She threw her head up in pain as Vulkan chopped her tits with a brutal forearm while holding on to her crotch.

With a sinister smile, he moved behind her and locked her in a full nelson, threading his arms between her armpits and locking his wrists at the back of her neck.

"Not so talkative now, are we?," He smiled as he dry humped her ass from behind. His erect member rubbing against her glutes as Sarah grunted in anger, stuck in his hold.

"Still a little fire left in you, is it?" Vulkan smiled and smashed a knee into her crotch. Sarah groaned in agony, her arms tied up above her head as Vulkan repeated the dose, sending pain coursing between her legs.

He let her go and laughed as she crumpled to the floor, her hands between her legs.

"You know why Amelia is better than you?," He taunted as he stomped her in the stomach.

"She wouldn't lie there and take it like a bitch!"

He stomped her hard again as Sarah howled in agony.

"She would bear the pain and get up, fight back!"

Vulkan's foot collided deep into Sarah's stomach as she sat up from the impact.

"She would pluck victory from the jaws of defeat!"

He sent a brutal knee crashing into her cheek, bruising it.

"You on the other hand..." He said as he slapped her hard across her bruised cheek.

"Your jaw can't even take a slap!"

With an evil grin, he grabbed a handful of her hair and picked her up in a torture rack, Sarah's body draped over his shoulders as he squeezed her, threating to bend it in half.

"You aren't worth my time!"

Vulkan let her fall off his shoulders, Sarah's body hitting the floor with a dull thud. He bought her up to a seated position and sat down behind her. With his legs, he pried hers open as far as he could and wrapped his massive bicep around her throat.

Sarah's body convulsed as she felt the blood rush to her head. Her eyes tearing up as Vulkan slowly choked her. Soon her arms fell limp to one side as he let her go. He got up and took one last look at Sarah, out cold and spread eagle on the floor before he walked away.

Amelia moaned as Vulkan caught her in a tight hug, kissing her passionately as he pinned her up against a wall. He flipped her around and lifted her skirt up, tearing off the little thong that she wore.

"So I take it she has been beaten?," Amelia hushed into his ear as Vulkan kissed her neck.

She smiled as he entered from behind and fucked her hard.

Sam Crothers looked at the lucha mask in his hand, Valerie's face floating before his eyes as he stowed his luggage and sat down in his seat.

"If you still want to fight...come find me!"

Valerie's words rang in his ear as the plane took off. Sam had made a decision, he was running away. He watched the city fade out under him as the plane took to the sky, the street lamps growing smaller till they were nothing but small shimmers of yellow.

He could see the streets where he grew up fade into the distance, reminding himself that this wasn't his city anymore. There was no place for men like him in this place.

After a few hours of an uneventful flight, Sam woke up to hear screaming and panic. The oxygen masks came down and the plane tussled with the air to stay up. Food carts and people flew across the aisle as the plane nosedived.

"Shit! Why the fuck is this happening to me? Why me? WHY..M"

Before he could complete his thought, he saw the plane's body rip away as he was thrown out, his body freefalling down to the ground.
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Old 09-Oct-20, 21:17
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The tall African stood proud. His mountainous chest heaved as he breathed, the muscles in his neck swelling as he rumbled in his deep baritone telling Amelia his name.

"Kasim Wagh," He grumbled, his bald head shining in the light. He showed off his large, muscular body in the smallest of briefs barely enough to conceal his large bulge.

"I'm impressed," said Amelia as she walked into the room. She disrobed, showing Kasim the outfit she had decided to wear for the match.

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Watching his bulge grow larger, Amelia smiled.

"Tell me how much did Sarah pay you?," Amelia mused, her hands crossed across her chest.

Kasim let out a loud laugh.

"How did you know?," He asked.

"Please! Sarah can't beat a dead horse and there is no way in hell she is brave enough to fight a guy like you"

The two fighters began circling each other, eyeing their bodies up and down.

"It's true she asked me to fight you but she did not pay me..." Kasim limbered up stretching his limbs before putting his fists up next to his face.

"She merely showed me your photograph!"

Amelia and Kasim circled each other, neither of them committing to the first move. Amelia could see Kasim possessed incredible strength and after the disappointment that was the first fight, Kasim could prove to be a big challenge.

Adrenaline rushed though her body as Amelia made the first move, darting in under Kasim's wild punch at her face and responding with a knee into the large man's sides. He simply grunted, his body unmoved. Smiling at the shocked Amelia he grabbed her hair and threw her body on the floor.

He merely smiled as Amelia flipped over to her back expecting an attack but Kasim merely backed away, allowing her to get back up to her feet. Amelia was going to have play this smart.

She ran forward and ducked under another wild punch by the big man and slid on her knees towards him. Amelia punched him hard in the stomach and watched in horror as he just grunted, barely moving. He smashed his knee into her nose, springing her head up and kicked her hard on the back of her head sending her crumpling to he floor in agony.

Amelia bought her hands up to try and catch his feet as the Kasim raised his leg up to bring it down between her chest. The only problem was the large man's strength. His feet broke through her defenses and stomped her in the center of her chest, leaving her writhing in pain.

With a sinister smile, he grabbed her frilly thong and ripped it off, stuffing it into her mouth. He began punching her hard in the stomach, fist after brutal fist bruising her toned abdomen. With a loud yell, Amelia kicked him in the face dazing him a little and used the little break to scamper away and create some breathing room, spitting out her thong from her mouth.

Kasim laughed as she stood and winced, clutching her abs and wiping the blood off her face. He rushed towards her with a punch aimed at her stomach as Amelia barely moved out of the way, sending his hand crashing into the concrete behind her.

As the large man winced and drew his hands away, Amelia jumped up and attempted a kick at the back of his head only to be surprised as he caught her leg in mid-air and threw her sideways into the wall. Amelia's back hit the wall hard as she cried in pain, her body began to fall to the ground only to be interrupted in the air by a brutal punch to her stomach, sending her darting up into the air again.

Once again before she fell, Kasim smashed her in the jaw leaving a fist shaped bruise on her chin. He laughed as he juggled her body in the air like a ragdoll with brutal kicks and punches before finally smashing her body upside down into the wall with a hard kick to her back, her face impacting on unforgiving concrete.

She fell to the floor breathing hard and almost out of it. Her hazy vision cleared courtesy of a hard punch to the side of her head as Kasim mounted her chest, lodging his bulge between her breasts.

He snapped her head left and right with brutal punches until Amelia finally managed to somehow block the third strike and push him away with her feet. She got up slowly as Kasim laughed and allowed Amelia to her feet.

Amelia wiped the blood from the side of her lips and winced as she felt her black left eye. She looked down to see the bruises on her stomach. This was not a fight she was prepared for. Nevertheless, this was a fight she had to win. To loose would be humiliation. Besides, she hated the thought of Sarah's annoying voice in her ear about the fight.

She watched carefully as Kasim moved, his large body lumbering forward while his legs caught up. Amelia smiled, she had found a weakness. Turning her body to the left to avoid a kick, Amelia quickly fell to the ground and kicked him hard in his calves.

She rolled out of the way as the large man attempted to stomp her face in anger and rolled forward ramming her shoulder into his knee as Kasim cried in pain and stumbled back, grabbing his leg. With immense athleticism, Amelia jumped up in the air, uncoiling like a snake as she leapt, whipping the tip of her boot on Kasim's chin.

She smiled as the large man grunted and stumbled back again, a look of shock and anger on his face. As Amelia jumped up again, he caught her in mid-air by wrapping his gigantic arms around her waist, squeezing her in a bearhug. In desperation, Amelia began punching his face.

She smiled as she finally saw a trickle of blood on the side of his lips but her joy was short lived as Kasim sent her crotch into the tip of his knee with a savage atomic drop. He laughed as Amelia just stood there, her knees bent and touching each other and her hands buried deep between her legs.

With an angry grunt, he attempted to punch her in the face. Amelia didn't even let him complete raising his hand up as she kicked him hard in the groin. For a few moments, both of them stood with their hands between their legs, wincing in pain.

Amelia moved again with intent, sweeping the big man of his feet with a hard kick to his shins. She smiled as she watched his large body crash into the ground and quickly mounted his chest, resuming her assault on his face. A ferocious punch snapped Kasim's head to the right, sending a few of his teeth flying through the air as blood poured from his mouth.

With an angry yell, Kasim grabbed Amelia's breasts and squeezed hard grinning as she threw her head up in pain. He pushed her off him, watching as her back hit the floor, she knew she had to get up quickly or face the brunt of his attack. Amelia barely made it to her knees as the tip of Kasim's boot detonated deep in her stomach. She howled in pain and collapsed on the floor, clutching her stomach.

Flipping her over to her back with another brutal kick to her abs, he ripped her top off and began stomping her breasts hard, bruising them. Amelia just lay on the floor, wincing as Kasim's large boot crashed into her tits, leaving footprints and bruises in its wake.

With a sinister grin, he twisted her nipples leaving Amelia howling in pain as he picked her up to her feet by her breasts. With a brutal yank on her nipples, he threw her backfist into the wall again and ran behind her body while it was in the air.

As Amelia's back collided with the wall, Kasim's shoulder smashed into her abs. He laughed as he fed her a sandwich of pain. He rained down hard fists on her abs and breasts finishing off his attack with a savage knee into her crotch.

Amelia fell to her knees as he let her go, her arms limp by her side and her head drooped, her eyes struggling to stay open. Kasim looked at her bloody and bruised body, licking his lips at the thought of her in bed. He wound up his finishing punch and sent it racing towards her face.

Kasim's eyes grew wide in shock as he saw her smile and weave her head out of the way letting his fist crash into the wall. She responded with a hard punch to his groin that bought him to his knees. Amelia kneed him hard in the center of his face, watching as his arms fell limp by his side.

Kasim's forehead struck the floor as Amelia kicked him hard in the back of his head. She mounted his back, grabbing his bald head and smashing his forehead into the floor again and again till Kasim lay out cold in a pool of his own blood.

Amelia fell to her back breathing hard, laying spread eagle as she stared at the ceiling. It had been a hell of a fight but little did she know that it wasn't over. She howled in pain as Kasim's large hand found its way between her legs, squeezing her crotch violently. With a look of rage on his bloodied face, he punched her hard in the stomach with his other hand before placing his knee onto her abs, grinding it deep. He moved his free hand to one of her nipples, twisting it hard.

Amelia was in agony that few words could describe. The brute literally had her in trifecta of pain, squeezing her abs, crotch and nipples with violent abandon. Gritting her teeth and bearing the agony, Amelia slowly began to get up as Kasim looked on shocked.

She shoved his knee away, her hands prying on his hold on her breasts and crotch as she slowly got up to her knees. She almost made it up to her feet as Kasim squeezed her privates even harder in desperation bringing her back down to one knee, howling in agony.

Amelia once again gritted her teeth and got up, this time making it to her feet and smashing her knee into Kasim's nose, bloodying it. As he grabbed it and fell to the floor, Amelia stood unsteady on her feet, breathing hard.

With a loud yell she began her assault on his head, beating his face bloody red until he passed out. As he fell unconscious to the floor, Amelia finally let her body slump, her vision fading to black as her face cracked a satisfied smile. It was a victory worth fighting for.
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Shorty laughed as Vulkan imitated Sarah. He mockingly sat his body straight imitating Sarah's knockout as he playfully convulsed with his tongue out and eyes cross.

"Holy Shit!," said Marty as he joined in, laughing.

"This chick is going to be easy!"

Behind them Sarah Novack stood, her eyes fuming with contempt.

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With a devious smile, she pulled out a pair of brass knuckles and steel shin pads from the kit bag next to her and put them on. She inched forward slowly watching in rage as Vulkan imitated her. Sarah sneaked up to them till she could smell their cheap cologne, grinning with sinister intent and about to strike when her eyes spotted something laying next to the bench the three men were sitting on. She smiled.

The steel pipe cracked violently on the back of Vulkan's head as he fell forward crying in pain as Marty and Shorty looked on, shocked. They watched as blood poured down the back of Vulkan's neck and turned around. The warm brass on Sarah's hand smashed into the side of Marty's thick skull as blood flew from his mouth. Another steel fist smashed into Shorty's jaw as he fell to the floor, holding on to his bloody mouth.

Sarah smiled deviously as she circled the three men lying on the floor before straddling Vulkan's chest.

"Not so tough now, are you bitch?," She mocked as Sarah smashed his visage bloody red. One punch cut open a wound in the center of his nose, another shut his left eye and yet another broke two teeth. Behind her, Shorty stirred and jumped on her back smashing hard elbows as Sarah winced in pain.

Maneuvering her palms on the front of Shorty's pants, she squeezed his groin with sinister intent as he fell to the floor squirming. As she got up, Marty jumped on her pinning her down and squeezing her breasts as she yelped in pain. Sarah fed Marty's face more steel as she punched him hard shutting his right eye.

Sarah watched as Shorty stirred behind her and punched him hard and deep in his balls, leaving him wracked in pain. The steel pads on her shins collided with his face as he lay on the floor, rolled over to his side.

Sarah stood up slowly and watched Vulkan stir to his feet. Still wobbly, he could do nothing as Sarah punched him hard in the gut and bent him over. She attacked his muscular body relentlessly with cruel precision, making him feel pain that he never thought possible. Soon, he slumped over to the floor out cold. Satisfied with her bloody pummeling, Sarah turned her attention to Shorty who had barely managed to get to his feet.

Shorty fell to his knees again as Sarah's steel shin landed between his legs. He threw his head up, screaming in pain as a small crowd of construction workers gathered around them, watching the action. They watched as Sarah grabbed Shorty by the head, bringing him to his feet before sending him down again with a harsh knee into his balls.

The men watched in horror as Shorty cried in pain and passed out. Sarah now focused on Marty, the large Italian slowly wobbling to his feet before a savage punch to his ribs reduced him to his knees. Sarah put on a exhibition with her legs as the men crowded around them, watched her kicks land with elegant grace on Marty's body. Before long, he fell to his knees, his arms limp by his side.

Laughing, Sarah whipped her hair and wrapped her thick thighs around Marty's head. His hands pried on Sarah's legs as she held him on his knees with a standing headscissor. With one of her hands, she grabbed Shorty's hair and pulled him to his feet, punching his face red as she held Marty between her legs. Vulkan soon found himself dragged to his feet for another drawn out face pummeling courtesy of Sarah's fists.

Before long, Sarah had the three men under her control as she held Shorty and Vulkan in either arm with a dual standing headlock and Marty struggled between her feet, trapped in her headscissor.

The three men slowly passed out as Sarah let them slump to the floor. With a menacing grin, she dragged Marty and Vulkan by their arms and kicked Shorty's body, rolling him over as she made her way to her car.

Amelia moaned as she grinded her hips on Kasim's mouth and facefucked him hard. She controlled Kasim's tongue to prolong her pleasure and came hard into his mouth as she threw her hair back.

She giggled as Kasim pushed her off him, pinning her on the bed and spreading her legs with his. His tongue playfully danced on Amelia's nipples as she threw her head back and moaned. The tip of his large cock rubbed across her labia as she howled in pleasure, his tongue on her nipples already sending her into overdrive.

Just as she was on the cusp of another orgasm, her phone buzzed.

They groaned together and laughed, kissing softly before Amelia pushed him off her and reached for her phone. Kasim jumped on her from behind and planted soft kisses across the length of her toned back as Amelia played with his hair, smiling and moaning.

Amelia unlocked her phone and read the message, her face turning cold with shock before she pushed Kasim off her violently. As he fell to his back, Amelia wrapped her legs around his ribs and squeezed. Kasim shrieked in agony, his eyes wide with shock as Amelia sent pain crackling through his body.

"Could he have something to do with this?," She thought, her eyes stern and fixed on his. She saw the genuine shock on his face at the sudden change in her demeanor and decided against it, letting him go.

Kasim coughed and rolled over to his side, massaging his ribs as he watched Amelia get up off the bed and put on some clothes from the wardrobe.

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Kasim watched her leave without a single word, wondering what he had done before he realized she had left her phone on the desk. He unlocked her phone and found the message.

It was a photo of Marty, Vulkan and Shorty tied up in basement. Their bodies were battered and broken. The photo had a caption on it - "Come Alone!"

"Shit! Shit! Shit!," screamed Jonas Grim to his partner as the lanky German shuddered in his boots. His beating at the hands of Amelia was still fresh in his memory and what they were about to do terrified him.

"Relax! Will ya!?," said Elias Grim as he placed a hand on his brother's shoulder. They were both equally tall and athletic, not huge but toned enough to fill out a frame. Individually, Jonas' beating had taught them that they did not stand a chance against Amelia but together and with a little help from Sarah's tools, they were more than ready.

"Oh shit! Here she comes! If this doesn't work, she's gonna kill us," Jonas stammered as his brother calmed him down. They watched as Amelia made her way through the parking lot, watching quietly as she approached her car.

"We are going to die! I am telling you this ain't going to work!," Jonas pleaded with his brother.

"Hush now!," He said as Elias calmed him down and instructed him to get ready. Both men took out a pair of brass knuckles and steel-studded leather knee pads and wore them. The boots that they wore had steel tips on them. They stood ready waiting with a steel pipe in hand.

The loud beep of the car's auto lock masked the sound of their feet as Amelia cried in agony when the steel pipe crashed into her back with a sickening thud. She stumbled forward into the driver's side door, her head resting on the roof.

The brothers went to work on her with their brass knuckles, bruising Amelia's sides a dull shade of purple as she cried and winced in pain. Elias grabbed her her hair and sent her facefirst into the driver's side window. Amelia's head burst through the glass, opening up tiny cuts along the length of her face as she screamed in agony.

As her upper body crashed into the window, she stood with her lower body still on the other side. Her shapely ass staring the brothers in the face as they spanked it. The unforgiving impact of the brass knuckles on her crotch made her yell in pain as the brothers pounded her ass with knees and punches, showing reckless abandon.

Amelia stood there, bearing the pain, screaming at the top of her lungs at the brother's unbridled cruelty. When they finally stopped, Amelia's face lay on the steering wheel as she took deep breaths and coughed, pain coursing through her body.

With sinister smiles, they grabbed her hair and pulled her out, ripping off her wardrobe and leaving her nude. They began a fresh assault on her stomach, bruising it red with violent, unrestrained brass knuckle fists before finally a hard punch to her face ended her suffering and sent her to the floor, out cold.

When she regained consciousness, Amelia found herself on her knees, her body placed on table and her hands tied behind her back.

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She could hear the bothers grim in the other room, laughing as they patted each other on the back for a successful ambush. Sarah's plan had worked flawlessly, draw her out and attack her when she least expects it without letting up.

"I told you it would work, didn't I?," Elias laughed as Jonas joined in.

"Yes brother!," smiled Jonas.

"And now we get to have some fun with Amelia before out mistress decides what to do with her!"

A look of shock flashed across Amelia's face as she heard that.

"Where is Sarah anyway?," inquired Elias.

"She is in the basement, three floors down beating the shit out of those three losers. I would be surprised if they walk after she is done with them!"

Amelia's eyes went wide with concern. She had to get to her boys fast. She began loosening the rope that bound her hands with sheer strength, her wrists straining against the hard rope as it cut into her skin.

With a loud yell of agony, she broke free. Amelia heard the two brothers rushing towards the room as they heard her scream and ran towards the door. As Elias opened the door, he was greeted with Amelia's heel crashing flush into his cheek. Amelia left the heel sticking to his face and slapped the surprised Jonas with the back of her hand.

As Jonas stumbled backward, Amelia stabbed the pointy end of her other heel deep into his shoulder and again left her shoe sticking to her skin as he fell to the floor in agony. Concentrating on Elias, she removed her heel from his face, causing a fountain of blood to gush out of the wound.

Wrapping her hand across his throat, she chokeslammed him hard into the concrete and as he lay squirming, she rushed towards Jonas and kneed him hard in the groin. As Jonas fell to his knees in agony, Amelia grabbed his hair and punched him hard in the nose.

With a sinister grin, she took their brass knuckles off their hands and began pounding them with violent blows. As Elias passed out from the pain, his face a broken mess, Amelia straddled Jonas and beat him bloody red, his blood spraying across her six-pack as he slowly passed out.

Shorty screamed in agony as Sarah struck him a harsh knee into his groin. His small body was tied up in the basement, hanging from the ceiling as Vulkan and Marty watched on, their bodies tied as well.

"Enough!," screamed Marty as he watched Shorty scream.

"Stop it you bitch! or..."

"Or what?," Sarah said smiling as she walked towards Marty, brass knuckles on her hands.

Marty yelped in pain as Sarah punched his ribs. Fist after fist landed on his skin and bruised it.

"You evil bitch, I am going to make a sex slave out of you!" Marty spoke before his mouth exploded in a shower of blood from a vicious punch to his jaw.

"Amelia is going to come for us," Vulkan spoke softly before his head sprang to the right, his mouth spraying blood on the wall behind him.

"Yeah!?," said Sarah as she punched him in the gut.

"The grim brothers are having fun with her as we speak..."

The three men looked at her in shock.

"I-It can't be," Marty and Shorty spoke awestruck at her revelation.

"Those bitches can't defeat Amelia," Vulkan said before he screamed in pain from another blow into his ribs.

"You'll see...She will come and when she does you better be ready..."

Alarms blared across the abandoned building as Sarah looked around in terror. The three men laughed.

"What did I tell you?," Vulkan said as he smiled.

"Shut the fuck up!," Sarah punched his right eye shut with a vicious punch, leaving his body hanging limp and out cold.

Thinking fast, Sarah picked up a mic and made an announcement.

"The man who brings me Amelia's knocked out body gets me in bed," She screamed as the men around the building heard. Amelia smiled as she heard the announcement. She got up off Jonas and headed towards the door, opening it. A small hallway stared her in the face with a door on the other side that was kicked open by a large man. He yelled as he rushed towards her, three more men equal in size, right behind him.

Amelia adjusted the brass knuckles on her hand and with primal yell, rushed towards the men. She moved out of the way of the man trying to tackle her, letting his momentum carry him forward while she punched the man behind him in the nose, breaking it. She blocked a punch to her face and responded with a hard punch to the groin, taking the man out.

The man that had initially rushed past her recovered and tackled her from behind this time, ramming a hard shoulder into her back sending her to the floor as he straddled her back. Amelia watched three more men rush in from in front of her as she covered up the sides of her head, rough punches bouncing off her forearms, causing her to grunt in pain.

Amelia arched her back upwards and threw the brute off her, sending his body flying into the man in front of her. As she rolled forward to a stop, Amelia ate a violent knee to her chin courtesy of another man who had just rushed in.

She blocked another attempted knee with her forearm and sent one of her brass knuckles flying into the face of another man who had just rushed in, taking him out. She kicked the one in front of her on the back of his head, sending his body tumbling to the ground.

Amelia watched as two more men rushed in and she ran towards them, tackling one and sending another brass knuckle flying into the face of man behind him as the three of them burst through the door into another hallway.

Three more men stood between her and an elevator as she got up of the two knocked out bodies below her and rushed towards them. She ducked under a kick from one of them, eating a knee to her chest as she winced in pain and blocked a punch from the third. She punched the man closest to her in the groin and as he went down, balanced her body on her hands, cartwheeling forward as she caught the one behind her and the one in front with two hard kicks.

Just then, the elevators door opened and three more men poured in the hallway and three more came in from behind her. Thinking fast, she rushed into the men standing in the elevator, punching it close behind her as the three men that pursued her slammed into the steel door.

They shook their cobwebs and proceeded down the stairs. Inside the elevator, Amelia winced and jumped in pain as her muscles tensed and absorbed brutal blows to her abs, ribs and sides. She blocked one of the punches and kicked the man in the center of the chest, just as the elevator door opened, sending him crashing into the three that had taken the stairs, she kicked one of the men in the elevator with so hard that his head crashed into the steel wall and he fell limp.

"CUT POWER TO THE ELEVATORS!," One of the goons screamed as he rushed into the hallway, a set of stairs going down to his left. Another large man burst through the door beside him.

"Shit!," Amelia screamed as she kicked the man in the elevator with her out with a hard kick to his chest. He landed on the man standing next to the stairs, sending them tumbling down as Amelia got out into the hallway as a large man rushed towards her.

She found her head snapped to the right as large muscular arm smashed a fist into her cheek, sending a spray of blood from her mouth on to the wall behind her. He grabbed her by the throat and chokeslammed her back onto the stair railing, bending her body in half as she screamed in pain.

With a sinister grin, he grabbed Amelia's leg and flipped her over, laughing as she landed stomach first on the railing below them before slamming into the ground, a floor below where they were.

Amelia spit out the blood from her mouth and bought her leg up as the large man jumped from the floor above, catching him in the groin and throwing him down the set of stairs next to her. She quickly kipped up to her feet as she saw three more large men burst through the door, instantly blocking a row of heavy punches aimed at her face. Only one sneaked through the mayhem, crashing into Amelia's stomach and bending her over.

Still in the fight somehow, she blocked a knee to her nose and swept the man next to her off his feet, sending the back of his head into the elevator door, knocking him out cold.

Amelia's head once again snapped right as another man burst through the door and punched her in the face. He tackled her waist sending both of their bodies rolling down the unforgiving stairs, battling for position and exchanging brutal punches to their sides and ribs. The goon's body hit the floor and Amelia landed on top of him, knocking him out with a brutal forehead into his nose, breaking it.

She got up and saw three men head up the last set of stairs. With a primal yell, she threw her body on top of them as all of them went tumbling down, Amelia's back landing awkwardly on the last step as she threw her head up in agony.

She bore the pain and got up, tackling another man into a set of double doors that opened up into a gym, with six large muscle men inside. All of them stopped their exercises and stared at the nude goddess before them, her body bloody and battered but her spirit still unbroken.

Amelia rushed down the biggest man in the room, lodging her fingers into his mouth and wrapping her hand on his jaw, slamming it to the floor, breaking it. As he howled in pain, the man behind Amelia kicked her hard in the back. As her momentum staggered her forward she kicked a man in front of her in the groin before the man behind her grabbed her in a full nelson from behind.

As the man in front of her rushed her, she kicked him hard on the chin, sending a trail of blood spraying from his mouth. The man that held her in a full nelson picked her nude body up and slammed her back into he ground, leaving Amelia wincing in pain. As two men rushed toward her, Amelia grabbed a 20kg dumbbell lying next to her and smashed it one of the men's foot.

As he scampered in pain, Amelia threw the dumbbell into the face of the second man that had rushed her, bloodying his visage. She got up to her feet as another man rushed her from the front and knocked him out with a brutal knee to his nose.

Amelia howled in agony as a man struck her back with a workbench from behind. As she fell to her face, she took out another man who had just stirred with a brutal punch across his face. She grabbed a stray 10kg kettlebell and threw it into the groin of the man holding the bench, causing him to drop it on his head, knocking himself out.

Her body twisted to the right as another man came up in front of her and punched her hard in the face, giving her a bloody nose and sending her stumbling into a outstretched knee that collided with her ribs. Amelia winced in pain but blocked a punch to her face and sent the man in front of her headfirst into the weights of a butterfly machine, knocking him out cold.

Amelia fell to her back, as another man rushed in to the gym and tackled her to the floor. Amelia covered up as the man rained blows on her stomach before smashing him in the face with brutal punch and pushing him off her.

The man rolled around on the floor and got up to his feet, just as Amelia kipped up to her feet. With a loud yell, the two of them rushed at each other as Amelia kicked him hard in the gut pushing him back. As Amelia rushed forward and threw a punch to his face, he ducked down and flipped her around by her waist.

Amelia let out a scream as the man kneed her hard in the back and attempted to tackle her to the ground from behind by wrapping his arms around her waist. Amelia stopped him in his tracks with a savage headlock, reducing him to one knee, crying in pain.

In desperation, he picked Amelia up and slammed her back into the floor as she grunted in pain. As Amelia scampered up to her knees, the large man slammed a hard fist into her sides sending her crashing into some spare weights behind her.

Laughing, he grabbed the winded and battered blonde by her hair and bought Amelia to her feet. He punched her hard in the face, opening up a cut just below her right eye. As her body shook to the left, the man grabbed her breast and stood her still before punching her again, sending a trail of spit and blood flying from her mouth.

Amelia's arms fell limp to her side as another punch bruised her cheeks, the man continued to punch her face red, her body being held straight by her breasts and her back resting against the weights. Amelia's hands grabbed a stray 100 kg disc and smashed it into his the side of her attacker's head, swelling half of his face.

She repeated the dose one more time as the man fell down and passed out. Amelia rested against the weights and breathed hard, laughing at what she had accomplished when suddenly two more men burst into the room.

They saw Amelia's nude bloody body standing in the center with her fists up to her face and scores of men knocked out around her. The two of them looked at each other and ran away as Amelia laughed.

Sarah cowered in fear as Amelia's bloody form burst through the door, shocking the three tied up men. They looked at their amazon mistress, once again proving why she was the best fighter among them.

"Hello boys!," She said as she untied them.

"Miss me?"

She kissed each of them passionately in turn and tore their clothes off, leaving them nude. Sarah watched as Amelia stroked their hard cocks and whispered something into their ears.

The three men walked towards the terrified Sarah with a sinister smile as Amelia pulled up a chair, sitting down on it. She rubbed her fingers between her legs, moaning as she watched her boys beat the shit out of Sarah and fuck her hard.
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The last thing he remembered was screaming. Screaming till his lungs gave out as he plummeted to the earth from the sky. Above him, the plane was ripped to shreds, the cargo and passengers flying to the their deaths below.

Then he remembered what the bullies in school used to call him.

"LITTLE BITCH!"

Sam woke up with a loud yell, looking around him to see debris from the plane scattered around the forest. The trees looked like skyscrapers stretching into the night and the sounds of various beasts filled his ear.

Sam found himself at the base of a large tree with the torn remains of a white canopy hanging above him in the branches. He had been lucky enough to have a parachute smack his face while he was falling. The other passengers? they hadn't been so lucky. Sam could see human remains scattered about with the debris, limbs and organs strewn about the forest.

"Did anyone else survive?," Sam thought to himself, shuddering at the horrific sight around him. Suddenly, he heard footsteps in the clearing opposite to him.

"OVER HERE!," He shouted as he attempted to move but fell down as sharp pain stabbed his right leg. It was likely broken. Used to his bones breaking by now, Sam carefully got up with the help of the tree trunk, gingerly hopping towards the spot he head the footsteps from, hoping someone would hear him. After all, there could be other survivors or maybe a rescue operation, all he knew was he had to get to where the sounds were coming from.

He wasn't prepared for what he saw at the clearing. Sam watched from the safety of a large tree trunk as scores of women roamed the forest, collecting the limbs and storing them in what looked like a pouch made out of human skin.

The women were nude, their muscular bodies covered in dirt. Sam watched as they prowled around the forest picking up any limbs they could find. They looked human but moved so strangely, their knees bent and their shoulders hunched. They moved like predators hunting for prey.

Sam moved away from the clearing as fast as his broken leg would allow. Unfortunately, even with the care he took, he managed to rustle some leaves next to him. That's when he saw their faces. A large, bloody handprint adorned them like a mask, their red eyes glimmering in the night. A shrill feminine voice echoed through the forest and they ran towards him.

"SHIT! SHIT!," Sam screamed as he tried to scamper away as fast he could. There was still some distance between them but it would soon be a non-issue if he didn't hurry. He hopped with his broken leg, trying to get to safety, the savage women right on his tail. Sam ducked under a fallen tree branch and rolled himself into a small alcove that was barely big enough to fit his entire body.

He stayed there huddled and shivering as savage screams echoed through the forest.

Amelia moaned as Kasim grabbed her hair and led her toward the bedroom.

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With a smile, he lifted Amelia off her feet by wrapping a large arm around her torso as she smiled and moaned, the back of her head resting against his chest and her beautiful eyes locked on his.

He threw her on the bed and jumped on her back, stretching her arms out to her side and spreading her legs by hooking his ankles on Amelia's. She moaned as he entered her from behind, rocking her with deep passionate thrusts as she threw her head up with a soft whimper, biting her lips playfully.

Surprising Kasim with her strength, she whipped her legs out from under and wiggled her hands free. Amelia grabbed his head and shoved it between her legs, squeezing with delicious delight as Kasim was stranded on his knees. His large hands worked to pry open her thighs.

His tongue danced between Amelia's legs as she arched her back, balancing her upper body in the air with her arms and grinding her crotch against his face. She smiled as Kasim broke her hold with one mighty pull. Amelia giggled and tried to scamper away, being as elusive as she could be with her limbs until finally Kasim caught her and pulled Amelia towards his chest.

Kasim positioned her legs so that Amelia's thighs stuck to his chest and her feet were on either side of his head, her legs straight and pointing towards the ceiling. Kasim squeezed Amelia's breasts as she moaned and grabbed her arms, pulling her chest towards his with a hard yank on her wrists. Kasim could feel Amelia's soft breath on his neck as he bent her body, wrapping both his arms around her back, pinning both of her arms at Amelia's sides.

Amelia smiled as she found herself sandwiched, her hands resting on his thighs and her face smacking him in the chest. With a soft squeeze, Kasim had Amelia grunting in pleasure before he entered her, his large member penetrating deep as he thrust with intensity, Amelia's body folded into itself as Kasim fucked her like a ragdoll.

Back at the forest, Sam let out a shocked groan of his own as a hand burst through in the small, cramped cave. He cried in agony as the savage's nails dug deep into his right arm. With a loud grunt of pain, Sam pulled the hand away and rolled back as far as the small cave would allow as three more hands burst in through the opening, looking to maul his flesh.

In desperation, he bit one of the hands away, hearing a loud cry of pain as the savage pulled her hand back. Soon, the other arms went away as well. Sam lay there, tears running down his face as he huddled, burying his face between his arms.

Straining with pleasure, Amelia broke her hands free from Kasim's python like grip and smacked her ass hard into his chest, sending him down to his back. She immidieatly sat on his face, pinning his wrists down by his ears. She grabbed his legs and folded his lower body to his chest till Kasim's toe's wiggled at the sides of his face.

Amelia threw her head back and grinded her crotch into his mouth, slow at first but picking up the pace till she fell into a rhythm of controlled intensity. Amelia could feel the tip of Kasim's large phallus brush across her back as she moaned.

In the forest, Sam screamed as the hands came back again grabbing him and pulling him out of the alcove. His broken right leg caught against the rocks as the savages pulled, Sam's cries of agony echoing through the forest. With a loud snap, his leg gave away, his limb seperated from his body as blood poured from the stump that was previously his right leg.

The pain he felt could not be described as Sam cried his lungs out, coughing and wheezing, almost passing out before he saw the three women stand above him. They mauled him, ripping into his body with their nails as they scratched and clawed all over, reducing him to a sobbing mess.

Sam's hands hit upon a large stone per chance and he grabbed it and smashed it into of the savages face, killing her. The other two stared stunned as the women fell, her limp body lying in a pool of blood as they looked back at the man that killed her. With a blood curling scream, they jumped on top of him as another one fell when Sam used the stone again. Soon, he killed the third savage the same way, with a stone to the skull.

He lay there sobbing, crying in pain as he looked down at his limbless body, his right leg laying on the ground a few feet before him. Darkness threatened to engluf him when he heard more screams in the distance and began crawling painfully towards the edge of a cliff, not far from where he was.

Kasim grunted with pleasure as Amelia grinded her hips on his face. His face was visibly strained the air supply to his nose being cut-off by Amelia's rough smother. With a muffled grunt, he snapped his thighs shut around her chest and slammed her back on the bed as Amelia laughed with shock, her eyes wide and a smile on her face.

He flipped Amelia around to her face and straddled her back, placing his hips on the center and pulling Amelia's arms up above his knees. Manuevering his hips till it floated on top of hers, he locked his wrists under her chin and yanked her head back, catching her in a savage camel clutch.

He manuever his large cock inside her and pounded her hard as his hips smacked against hers with a loud echo. He fucked her feverishly as Amelia moaned, biting her lips. As his body ached for release, Amelia jerked her hands free and grabbed the back of his knees, pushing him off the bed.

Kasim's large body landed with a dull thud as Amelia jumped on him with a smile. She chopped him hard in the chest before grabbing his hair and lifting him up to his feet. She pinned the side of his face against the wall and pinned her chest on his back as her hands raked his chest playfully, her lips playing with his ear, sending him into fits of pleasure. He came as Amelia jerked him off, releasing his seed on the floor as Amelia held him against the wall.

When he was done, Amelia wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped up, crushing his sides with her powerful thighs. With a powerful pull, she slammed her back into the bed, Kasim still on top of her, straining in her bodyscissor and sleeperhold. She orgasmed as he passed out, letting his limp body fall on the bed as she jumped on his back, kissing him all over and squirming as she grinded her crotch on his hips.

At the forest, a young savage woman looked at the limp bodies of her sisters and shed a tear. With a look of rage in her eyes, she studied the trail of blood that passed through the site. She followed it to the edge of the cliff and looked down to see a sheer fall of at least a hundred feet. She threw her head up and howled in agony with tears in her eyes as if she made a pact with the gods for revenge.
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