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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #75 on: July 11, 2018, 12:02:53 am »
I'm really happy to see Bethany back. I think she's my favorite of all your characters. The story where she escapes from prison, back handsprings her way to a couple of the guards so fast that they're unable to do anything, kills them with her high heels, and later takes another guard's machine gun and shoots him with it has always struck a chord with me.

Keep up the great work!


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« Reply #76 on: July 13, 2018, 01:40:49 pm »
I hope you like it! Suggestions are welcome... :)

- Don't try anything fancy or you can take a seat next to him. O yeah, and take off your clothes. I want to have access to your cock at all times. Make sure you're erect.

Matt undresses. A straining erection is obvious. He wants to throw himself at her feet, at her mercy. Obey the ultimate alpha-female who decides over the fate of her underlings who are totally devoted to her well-being, even at the expense of their own lives. Matt silently hopes she will milk him--or simply let him touch his cock.

- Good. Obedience just might save you, Matt. And even obedient men end up being scissored in half between my luscious legs. Can you imagine what disobedience means?

- Yes Mistress, I'll obey. Every command.

Bethany smiles arrogantly.

- Don't cum. If you do, I'll have to put you in that chair and you don't want that to happen.

- I'll do anything for you. Anything. To the best of my abilities.

Matt takes his seat in front of the big computer system.

- I know. If you fail to live up to my expectations, you'll spend the miserable rest of your life up in that chair. Now, Matt, check the cameras in the stadium. What is Denise doing?

Matt clicks the stadium-icon and on his left screen he sees high-quality footage of his girlfriend fucking the former champ in the cage. The audience goes berserk. His limbs have been ripped off and now she is performing a straddle split over his cock, sucking him in and out with her pussy muscles. With one of her hands around his neck she slowly chokes him. In the cage he sees dozens of corpses, all heavily mutilated. Matt gulps in amazement.

- And you know what's next? We'll close all exits and then your girlfriend will start to slaughter everyone present. Everyone. Just let it sink in, Matt. Every-fucking-one. What's left, is the betting money they put in. That's where you come in. Millions and millions of it, just for grabs. Get on with it!

He starts working the system. She removes the gag from the president's mouth.

- ... Please, Bethany. ... ... Please... You don't have to do this. Please. Oh for the love of God. I'll pay you anything.

- That's more like it, pops. But it's not what I want to hear. I want your master password and then I'll buy myself whatever I want.

- ... But... I thought... I thought... you liked me... On all these occasions you were so ... gentle. Even loving, caring...

- You mean the fucking? And your being allowed to lick my slit? Oh, you were such a gentleman. ... So eager to please me and you have a nice, thick cock. I like that. Besides, when you need intel from a man, it's always better to know him intimately. To know his fantasies. His fears.

The president's eyes widen in disbelief.

- And when you saved me from these thugs? Or when you assisted in negotiating my contracts? You were able to get conditions I could only dream of. All calculated self-interest?

Bethany grins and nods.

- Sure. Pure self-interest and a bit of fun too. The street thugs was pure fun: a dark, abondoned alley, twenty macho guys and a baseball bat. What more can a girl want? Well, a shower afterwards would have been welcome--all that fucking blood dripping from my curves!

The president remembers hearing the screaming, pleading and wailing of these guys being butchered to death. They came from intimate tête-à-tête at a very expensive restaurant where she had caused quite a stir with her extraordinary physique and provocative dress-code. A light pink, see-through crop tank top was stretched over her ballooning tits, obviously showing them off, her nipples all too visibly poking through the over-stretched fabric. Wet-look black leggings and knee-high shiny black boots with impossibly high-heeled stilettos gave the ravishing female bodybuilder her notorious dominatrix look. Stares and glances for men and women alike had not kept her from teasing him sexually all evening, working his crotch with the platform soles of her boots under the table. Or pushing her over-sized boobs close to his comparably tiny torso and massaging the bulge in his pants with her talented long-nailed fingers. He had to work so hard not to cum in his pants. To no avail: he came two times.

Ever since he hired this elite troop of female bodyguards--six super-sexy young bodybuilders--life has changed a lot. Lately his business partners and associates have become very cooperative, offering him deals in all kinds of associations, making his already booming business explode with profits. No wonder: his girls provided outrageous sexual services to everyone who signed profitable deals. Their sexual skills, expertise and appetites were out-of-this world! Rumours quickly spread that sexual favors were reserved for the cooperative. Little accidents happened to less cooperative partners: legs broken, fingers or teeth missing, feet crushed. Some even went missing. Within a couple of weeks hundreds had disappeared. His troop did not inform him, but he knew his girls were behind the disappearances. He had overheard Rowena boasting about how she had tortured some of them before she finally snuffed them out. Horrible! She roared with laughter when she told her sisters-in-arms about the numerous cock and ass insertions she had put them through and which only some had bravely endured. All guys finally broke when she impaled them on her strap-on dildo, a thick steel 15-inch monster she ripped them open with, brutally fucking their asses until they were torn apart by the sheer force of her thrusts. His other bodyguards responded with similar stories about men being ripped apart, raped, crushed or torture-fucked to gruesome deaths.

That evening in the alley, he was amused at first. When she elegantly tumbled towards these guys in a series of back handsprings--she oozed confidence and raw sexuality--he thought she had started operation 'intimidation'. To see a hulking female bodybuilder perform a gymnastic series with such powerful grace and speed, to witness how her ample curves, her ballooning glutes and protruding tits hardly contained within her outrageously sexy outfit, beautifully bounced and bulged, is poetry in motion. The fact that she performed her backflips on high-heeled platform boots only highlights her incredible gymnastic skills. This broad-shouldered gym monster combines brutal power with feminine elegance.

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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #77 on: July 13, 2018, 02:51:36 pm »
Thanks, GaryH! Well, Denise will be back for sure... This is what happens 'in the meantime'. Any particular requests about how she should deal with her opponent? He's quite strong and talented, you know...  ;D

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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #78 on: July 13, 2018, 08:23:50 pm »
hero141 do you ever post your stories on other sites?

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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #79 on: July 13, 2018, 11:57:48 pm »
Denise is going to slaughter everyone in the arena? Sounds like quite a job, even for her.

But I'm sure she's up to the challenge. Even if the men think they can overwhelm her with numbers, or perhaps there are security guards who are armed...Denise always finds a way to win.  ;)

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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #80 on: July 14, 2018, 01:57:21 pm »
Thanks hero141..
Well if you asking my opinion ... in beginning Denise should toy with her “strong” opponent, using her musclebody as a shield .. tiring her opponent. Then slowly raising her tempo .. muscle fucking him, if anyone intervened shouldn’t survive. And once her opponent is at her mercy, snuffing him slowly in her using her muscles ...

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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #81 on: July 22, 2018, 02:27:54 pm »
Awesome stories as usual hero. Maybe in world cup spirit the girls could play a little football with the guys?

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« Reply #82 on: August 02, 2018, 02:59:45 pm »
Thanks for the suggestions. They'll turn up as the plot unfolds...

When she grabbed the leader by his balls and buried his face deep into her over-sized breasts, he still thought she was teaching him a lesson. But then Bethany began kneeing him in the groin. Repeatedly. Hard. Really hard. In total control. Her movements deliberate, focused, trained. Her shiny black legging quickly turned red from the enormous amount of blood flowing out of his groin, his pelvis crushed, his lower abdomen totally destroyed. His guts oozed out of the gaping wound between his legs, which dangled loose and lifelessly from his torso. When she released his head from the intimate encounter with the lush flesh of her big boobs, he did not even scream. His eyes had gone dim, his face was drawn in agony, you could see that precious life had been crushed out of his body. When she called 'who's next?' in that sultry melodious feminine voice of hers, he could see her boot disappear into the chest of the man standing next to her. Into his chest. Into. The elegantly executed karate-kick was so powerful, that her high-heeled stiletto re-appeared through his back, you could see his still-beating heart pierced by her stiletto, his ribcage totally crushed, demolished by the sheer force of her kick. He saw her grin salaciously.

When she finally grabbed the baseball bat, he could not bring himself to look on. He knew she would give in to her ultra-violent appetites and the guys would not stand a chance against this super-trained killing machine. Less than ten minutes later she came back, her body shining red, dripping with the blood and viscera of her victims. She grabbed his chin and forced her tongue deep into his mouth, sexily teasing his lips and tongue. He felt her hand going into his trousers and massaging his cock. As his penis grew to a full-size erection--a full ten incher!--, he could feel her mouth change into a smile. Bethany eagerly pushed him into the limo waiting for them and immediately jerked him off. She forced him into two blasting orgasms during the short ride home, carried him to the bedroom and fucked him for three long hours, using him like a living dildo, riding his cock like a raving animal, grinding and sucking it into her muscular pussy. That was when he became her fuckmate, forced to serve her nympho-appetites up to six or seven times a day. Saying no was no option. If he did, she simply raped him.

Now she gags him again--her muscular arms dwarfing him--and pushes a button connected with electric wires to a butt-plug and to a shiny needle that is sticking out of his fully erect penis, obviously a drug-induced erection. He goes haywire as heavy electric shocks are shooting through his body with varying intervals--maximum pain, minimum damage. His body shakes in excruciating pain, convulsing heavily, challenging the tightness of the tape around wrists and ankles. Liquid shit is pouring down his ass into the bucket under his chair. He is losing all control--the pain is overwhelming his nervous system. It is wrecking him. Bethany grins. She addresses the two men behind the folding screen.

- He is at it again. You two, make sure he doesn't pass out or I'll have you in the chair next to him.

The two men quickly re-appear, nod and watch her every move, terrified to make her mad. They are the sole survivors of Dayana's cleaning-up of the officials. The president is beyond himself. The torture is just too much--he is far beyond the end of his willpower. His eyes pleadingly look up to his gorgeous tormentor, begging to stop the torture. But she merely ridicules him.

- Stupid fuck! How fucking stupid can you be not to comply immediately with my requests? I'm an assassin. A fuckin' pro. What on earth made you think I'd let you live?

She slowly pushes her high-heeled stiletto into his bare foot, piercing it, but the electric shocks cause so much pain he does not even register the sudden intrusion... He merely faces her bulging, pumped-up muscle mass so beautifully contained within her ultra-arousing perfect hour-glass figure.

- Well, he shouldn't pass out for all the drugs I filled him up with. Let him bleed. I have other business to attend to.

Bethany knows all too well that he would talk right now if she would un-gag him, but she just loves his suffering. She enjoys how he is 'in the zone', totally engrossed in his own little world of suffering, past all bodily and mental control as his nervous system is over-stimulated by her inhumane torture. It turns her on immensely, her pussy is dripping wet. For Bethany men are no more than sorry vehicles for her pleasure and wherever she goes, she leaves a trail of male corpses--generally unrecognizably mutilated, showing signs of extreme torture. She is hardly 18 and already responsible for more than tens of thousand of brutal killings. Having slept with over two thousand men, her experience in fucking is crazy. She usually needs two or three porn-sized cocks and if the guys would live to tell--which they generally do not--they would agree she is probably the best fuck in the world...

- Well Matt, we meet again. Don't you wanna finish what we started?

Matt is petrified when she cartwheels towards him. Her movements are so fluid, so elegant. Her muscular body is so flexible.

- I'm a one woman man. I love Denise!

Bethany smiles and points at his huge erection.

- Great to hear that, but your penis tells a different story. Ever swallowed your own load?

Denise makes him swallow his sperm practically on a daily basis. It is not that bad. She fed him far worse--as reciprocal compensation for enjoying the fruits of her cosmic sexual skills. She had been edging him for hours and he cried for release, but she wouldn't grant him any, unless he swallowed his own shit. He did.

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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #83 on: August 03, 2018, 03:34:57 am »
Thanks for the latest update! I wouldn't want to meet Bethany in a dark alley...but maybe hide behind some trash cans and watch her in action...Making sure that she doesn't see me, of course...hehe...

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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #84 on: August 11, 2018, 07:06:03 pm »
Is Bethany Latina like Denise? Does she have the same dark brown skin?

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« Reply #85 on: August 17, 2018, 01:25:00 pm »
Yes, Bethany is Latina like Denise--darkly tanned, no bikini-lines whatsoever--and indeed, meeting her in a dark alley could go very wrong. Hiding behind garbage cans and praying she doesn't see you being the only option. well, there is another option, but what would happen then?  :)

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« Reply #86 on: August 17, 2018, 11:23:05 pm »
I love women with dark brown skin. I like the contrast between that and my pale skin, I guess.

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« Reply #87 on: September 10, 2018, 01:14:44 pm »
- Hahaha! I see. I wouldn't expect Denise to be easy on her men. ... Oops: man... Come on, Matt. You must have suspected she fed her pussy with other cocks.

Matt has been busy like hell trying to enter the severely protected computer system, and Bethany's forward talk is not helping him. Neither is the footage he has been continually confronted with on the computer screen. Every time he thinks he has gained access to the system--and it takes all his expertise to do so, he gets bombarded with footage from Denise in the cage. And he cannot help but being intimiated by what he sees on the screen.

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The champ is moving cautiously around the roided-out power-chick physically totally dominating the cage. Her incredible muscle bulk is nothing short of incredible--a bodybuilding miracle--, but it is the combination with her ultra-sexy femine curves, her raw sensuality, the arousing aura of her out-of-this-world beauty which make her a walking wet dream, the ultimate überbabe. The fight has just started and you can see that the champ is a talented fighter, anxiously reading the movements of his adversary, carefully preparing his attacks. He does not take any chances and does not underestimate his female opponent. His first well-aimed kick hits her side, the kidney-area, and it is somewhat blocked by her arm. Yet, the impact is clear enough. A second and a third kick hit the same area, but this time her humongous arm absorbs the power of the kicks which is considerable because it forces her to take a step sidewards...

- Fuckin' cunt! I'll kill ya. Nobody's invincible. Not even a roided badass bitch like you.

The 7 ft. and 348 lbs. of bulging and obscenely pumped-up female brawn make his pretty, muscular body look plain. She is so freakin' big, yet so perfectly proportioned. She towers over her opponent, wantonly licking her upper lip, moving her long-nailed index finger over her big beautiful breasts. This is a muscle beast. A bodybuilding monster. She smiles, her gorgeous super-model facial features cannot hide the ultra-sadistic intent behind the salacious grin.

- You're pathetic. Think about it for a sec: I rip people apart for a living. I crush them or tear off their limbs and I fuckin' love it. I sometimes end up slaughtering over a thousand men a day. A thousand, champ. A thousand.

Her fingers almost automatically move over her impressive cobblestone abs in the direction of her eager pussy. These elegant fingers, merciless instruments in the most horrific monstrosities, now most gently and sensually tickle the most-wanted pussy of the universe.

- People say I'm addicted to ultra-violence, but they don't know even know the beginning of it: it simply gets me off.

- Sick bitch! Ask someone else to suck your dick!

A sly, amused grin appears on Denise's gorgeous face. It is unclear if this is caused by his attempts to behave bravely or by the prospect of snuffing out an alpha-male, or both.

- What did you just say?

The tone in her voice changes from pleasantly mocking to dangerously aggressive. If looks could kill, he would be dead a million times: her mysterious dark-brown eyes are burning with anger! Denise flexes her arms in an out-of-this-world biceps pose, the incredible muscles explode in size and differentiation, thick veins menacingly snake over her evenly and darkly tanned skin. These arms are by far the most spectacularly muscular limbs he has ever seen in his life, the unattainable dream of every pro male bodybuilder, here being flexed by a total female hottie whose pornstar curves make her ultra-fit physique every schmoe's ultimate fantasy.

- What did you just fucking say? Inferior fuck, what did you say?

He is transfixed as her huge arms transform into twin mountain ranges of pure female muscle power: the ballooning biceps look alive, excessive muscle striations and thick veins adorn the flexed pumped-up miracles. The size of these babies is sick! Freakishly bulging mounds of the most developed muscles he has ever witnessed. The champ gulps.

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Re: +Notable Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #88 on: September 10, 2018, 11:55:00 pm »
They're back! Woo hoo!

Are Denise and Bethany 7 feet tall with their high heels or without?

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« Reply #89 on: October 03, 2018, 01:42:32 pm »
The fight continues. Enjoy!

- ... Nothing... Just... uhm...

- I could force you to lick my clit for a week. Or have your ass raped for weeks by men willing to do anything for me to save their asses... The last fucker that 'failed to suck my dick', has been dangling on meathooks for two months now, every bone in his body broken several times, skinned alive and every bloody square inch of his flesh is pierced with burning hot nails--I have servants whose main preoccupation is to diligently replace these nails, nails that are glowing orange-red from the extreme temperature, again and again. You should hear the sizzling, scorching sound when these nails enter his flesh. Music to my ears. He has been begging me to kill him from day two, but I don't care: I fill him up with drugs to make him last. And he will last long, just to see the error of his ways: days and nights filled with pain, unbearable pain.

He is starting to get under her spell, totally enthralled by the impressive physical show-off and captivated by the tales from her torture crypt. It is horrific enough to hear these tales of sadistic ultra-torture, but to hear them out of the sensual mouth of a drop-dead gorgeous, ultra-sexy female muscle beast is something else. Bodybuilding has transformed her body into a weapon of mass destruction--this exotic beauty with obvious Latina roots has a physique that holds the dangerous combination of exaggerated curves and bulging muscle. Capable of both generating the highest forms of orgasmic pleasure as well as inflicting inhumane levels of horrific pain, whichever she feels like suits you best.

- Oh my God...

And operation intimidation continues. She moves like a bikini competitor through the cage, in that slow gracious and confident strut with the wanton exaggerated swaying of the hips, the big ballooning breasts protruding and jutting sexily. The audience is equally in awe: most men cannot keep themselves from secretly touching their rock-hared cocks through their trousers. The sheer amount and blatant display of raw sensuality in the cage drives them crazy with lust. Without meaning to, the champ imagines how Denise's victims must have enjoyed being up close with this gorgeous torture goddess. Her body is an adult amusement park: huge chest, tight stomach, narrow waist, huge ass surrounded by inches above inches of unreal muscle.

- Don't underestimate the effect of pain. Or pleasure. I could fuck you in ways your bikini bimbos never even thought about. I've been trained in fucking men's brains out at the Pentagon. Six years studying the male anatomy, male sexual fantasies and daily practice with all sorts of cocks in all types of positions make me quite a fuck. I know your cock better than you do--I can control when and how you cum way better than you will ever be able to. Just imagine what these curves can mean to you...

Bodybuilding has transformed this miracle of female beauty and hotness into a hyper-muscular, ultra-dominant sex goddess. Men crawl in total submission to be allowed a chance--however small--to lick the soles of her boots. Let alone what they would be willing to do to be allowed a chance to lick her sizzling pussy. Only the biggest studs get the chance. For Denise size does matter. It is all that matters. The champ is intimidated and cannot stop himself from fantasizing how she must force men to coat her shiny tits with huge loads of sperm, which would drip from these heavenly globes--uselessly--while her bulging arms rip these poor guys to shreds.

- ... Yeah, I see what you think, champ.

She grins as the man before her stares in awe at her breathtaking physique: a roided muscle mass so dense and shredded that she looks more like the cartoon-version of the muscular figures in anatomy books. Only Denise is real. Deadly real.

- A long time before I'm finished with them, they scream themselves hoarse, begging for death. I'm not a beast, champ. I'm a lot worse. To be an expert torturer, more is needed than sheer muscle power--not that I haven't got plenty of it.

He gulps in terror. A quick look at her ravishing armor-plated stomach, an impressive eight-pack with tight deep ridges between the shiny cobbled abdominals, is enough to know she plays in a league of her own.

- But there's more than power and strength. You must be schooled in the science of anatomy, male psychology and the male nervous system. You must embrace torture as an art form and that is why I excel in it. I'm the biggest artist since Pol Pot or Stalin. Or the fuckin' nazis for that matter. They were mere children at play. I'm so-fuckin'-evil. The Devil would shit his pants if he faced me.

Or shoot his load for that matter. Denise is simply beyond evil. She's a total monster. Suddenly Denise's leg lashes out--out of nothing--a strike like lightning hitting his unprotected shoulder. Her razor-sharp stiletto heel pierces his flesh, deeply penetrating the well-deveoped muscle and tissue of his shoulder joint. With a visible smile on her beautiful face, she flexes the terrifyingly bulging muscles in her long sleek leg and with a slight extra nudge of her foot she forces her stiletto heel upwards to audibly tear through his shoulder, ripping open his flesh, leaving a deep cut, drawing first blood. The champ screams in pain.

- Fucking cunt! I'll rape you in your fucking ass.

She mockingly sighs and throatily pleads...

- Ooo, I'd love that, champ. Can you get hard for me? Please?

Her action has not quite dismembered or 'disarmed' him, but probably kicked his arm out of commission. He takes a quick look at the damage, and realizes that her kick was intended to only superficially damage him. She could as well have kicked him to death there and then, but she did not. His face distorts in pain, but he is in the zone--sheer adrenalin drives him on. Doubt is further seeping in. Denise grins.

- Shut up, male piece of shit! I only want blood and sperm, no spit.

He responds with a beautiful combination of left and right hooks, and shows his arm still works--although the brute force he normally disposes of has diminished somewhat. He manages to hit her chin, but she is able to dodge his arm, leaving the impact of his fists superficial at best. The agility of her movements and the ease with which she blocks his attacks really start to frighten him. She surely knows how to fight.

- Imagine a beast, prizefighter. A beast who hasn't eaten for months, and is now confronted with an easy prey to devour at will. Do you think the beast will ask for permission to feast?

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