VoyForums Notice -- Quick Contributions:
Donate $10 to the Red Cross: Text the word REDCROSS to 90999
Donate $10 to the Salvation Army: Text the word STORM to 80888
* The charge will appear on your cellphone bill.
Date Posted:17:17:51 06/21/11 Tue Author: The Deliverer Subject: To Easy
I have been having issues with her for a while and she finally went over the top. A bartender she is for this little country dive. Mid forties, 5'1" tall, petite and in her mind she does no wrong. I timed this over several nights and waited outside her bar. After closing on this dark night I struck. She was dumping trash in the dumpster and when she turned I planted my fist solidly into her belly. She ullffed as she doubled over. Twice more my fist powered just above her jeans penetrating her soft belly. Uughllfmp and uullffmp she grunted as she dropped to her knees. Get up and fight or assume the position I told her. She knew she couldn't beat me as she looked up in pain. Slowly she rose, tied her tank up so her belly was exposed then unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. Standing with her back to the dumpster she stretched her arms out for support. Please dont break my ribs or hit me hard in my breasts is all she said. This was perfect, her flat belly offering me her quarter sized deep bellybutton as well as inches of belly between her panties. Three times I punched her right at panty level causing her to uughfff. A little higher I targeted spinning her intestines then six times aimed my fist right towards her bellybutton. Pleease, my belllyy hurrttsssuullffmp, pleeease I'm sorrrrryyyyyuuughllffmp, Oh goddduullffmp my my bellyyy she blurted at times. My fist appeared to penetrate wrist deep each time I smashed it into her bellybutton. It was mezmerizing watching her. I could feel my fist sink inwards into her guts and her eyes and facial expressions told me she was feeling it. She rocked and uullfed with each punch. I was impressed that she remained standing this long after having her belly beaten. After many lower belly and mid belly punches I decided to target her stomach and get my message across. Twice I drilled my fist towards her stomach organ exhausting deep grunts from her then she slowly dropped to her knees with her head down and her arms clutching her battered belly. My fists were begining to tire already so I didn't hold her up. Looking around, it was plenty deserted so I decided to finish my lesson. Placing her on her side against the dumpster I directed her not to move. Three times I kicked her in her lower internal organs then aimed the gold tip of my pointed shoe directly into her pained bellybutton. Four times she bursted pained grunting and moaning noises then rolled face down finishing in a fetal position. Wanting to leave her with something to really remember, I positioned her on her back then violently scraped my fingernail into the backside of her bellybutton until it was raw. As I walked away she was clutching her pained belly and heavily panting for air allowing me great satisfaction.
