You try to punch up into Beth’s face but miss. She immediately slams a fist into your face,
smashing your nose. Your body jerks with
the savage impact and you instinctively try to bring your hands up to protect
your face, but she raises her pelvis and drops it sown, racking your crotch
with pain.
“OOOHhhhhh!” You let
out a tortured moan of anguish and then she punches you in the face again.
THUD!!!
Your senses are dazed.
You know you are finished. You
piss yourself in terror. Suddenly, she
slides forward, covering your nose and mouth with her cotton clad crotch. The sickly sweet smell of her vagina fills
your nostrils as you fight for breath.
This is where Ishmael’s dick will be tonight, celebrating your demise.
Everything goes black.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT…WITH HER 100th KILL….BETH!!!”
THE END
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