Saturday, May 9, 2020

BH 711


You reach up and grab Beth’s pony-tail with your right hand, giving it a hard tug downward.

“UNGH!”  She grunts and her face turns up towards the lights above you.  She clearly was not expecting a counter-attack.  You throw the weight of your body forward, trying to throw her off, then you see her fist coming.

CRUNCH!!! Beth’s fist slams straight into the bridge of your nose.  The pain is blinding and your arms and legs quiver in response.  You feel the mound of Beth’s crotch slide up your belly as she scrambles up to the second rope.  She hovers above you, glaring down at you with a vicious hatred.  You wet yourself in terror.  She cocks her fist back.







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