This is a one off story about a pair of bodybuilding women who find themselves kidnapped and their struggle to survive. If that doesn't appeal then you've no obligation to read on. If it does, then your feedback is welcome.
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Devverus.
The Chamber
by devverus
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The Chamber was dimly swathed in a pale scarlet glow. The scent of strawberries and peaches hung gently on the still, humid air. Unknown to each other, two women struggle against the massive chains that bound them to the wall. Both women had been stripped down and dressed in nothing more than minuscule bikinis, each of their heads covered with a black velvet hood.
Lisa strained to tear the massive chains from the wall, her massive pectoral muscles heaved, bulging and quivering under the strain. Her biceps and triceps glistened with sweat as her arms laboured to force her sculpted forearms against the grasp of the wrist irons. The chain became taught and the thick links of metal screeched against one another, but the heavy restraints refused to give. After several seconds of exertion, her body coursing with raw sensual power, she allowed her body to fall limp against the clammy wall. She panted heavily to catch her breath causing her voluptuous bust to rise and fall like powerful swells on a ocean.
She despised the feeling of being trapped, too weak to shatter the short, heavy bonds that bound her. Channelling her rage she shifted her weight to the wrist irons and flexed her gargantuan thighs to test the chains attached to her ankles. Her whole body taut, sweat pouring down her length, the chains creaked and scraped, protesting at the force of her actions. The reinforced concrete wall began to crack, small chunks beginning to crumble away as her steel hard buttocks pressed and ground against it, forced back all the harder by the strain of her chiselled abs. She gasped, trying to double up her body at her waist, feeling her blood thundering through her veins as she struggled. A feminine grunt issued from her lips as her mighty body quivered under the colossal tension. Her blood pressure rocketed, her pulse pounded through her every muscle and sinew, through her core and her loins. Her nipples became peaked as the pressure engorged her bust, her breasts beginning to tremble as her muscles struggled ever harder in their monumental efforts.
With every breath she found herself more excited, more angry, more aroused. As her rippling quads trembled with power she found herself open, despite the pressure being exerted by the surrounding muscles. Hot, silken drops began to moisten the tiny bikini bottoms pressed around her supple skin before running down to drip off her pulsating inner thighs.
With a dissatisfied sigh, she once again let her body fall slack in the chains, her feet resting again on the smooth floor. As her limbs ached from the massive strain imposed on them, she reminisced on her time spent in the physiotherapy suite at her gym. She longed for the powerful caress of Jenny's fingers across her skin, wishing for her magical touch to calm her tormented muscled. Usually Lisa enjoyed to stand with her legs and arms apart, her gloriously powerful physique displaying every bulge and ripple of dense, hard won muscle, yet standing restrained and veiled as she was, not knowing who had brought her here or how they had done it, she felt timid and vulnerable. The self confidence she usually exuded from dwarfing other bodybuilders, out-massing, out-lifting and out-sizing them so utterly, was absent as anxiety gnawed at her troubled mind.
Across the chamber, Rachael found herself in much the same predicament. Initially panicked as her mind swam back into consciousness she too began to struggle, her muscular frame testing the chains binding her wrists and ankles to the wall. After a few seconds of frantic, sporadic flexing, her muscles pumping and exploding under her sweat laden skin, she forced herself to be calm. She then leaned forwards, braced her powerful glutes against the wall behind her and heaved her wrists forward. Her massive shoulders looked as if they would burst through her smooth skin as she heaved against the chains. Her enormous pectoral muscles flexed, kissing against each other as her hulking biceps bulged and strained. With each huge lung full of air she could feel herself becoming charged, a lusting, primal energy starting to course through her blood, the sensation only heightened by the feeling of her breasts squeezing against one another as her rippling pecs manoeuvred them together. The sensation coursed through her core and kegel muscles, leaving her deeply aroused. Spurred on by her growing libido she arched her back and thrust her arms outward, her huge sculpted triceps powering against the heavy chains. Seconds later with a gentle moan she let her muscles rest as sweat poured down her awesome physique. She wondered where the hell she was, what was making the room so hot and what else was hidden from her by the covering secured over her head.
Rachael dropped her weight as low as the restraints allowed, hanging by her wrists like a pendulum. She thought of the records she held as a result of her truly enormous thighs; world records for the heaviest squat and heaviest leg press, most squats in an hour to name a few. She allowed her quads to wobble back and forth as she stretched her long legs as far from each other as her bonds would allow. Psyching herself up, gently tensing and relaxing her legs, thrusting her hips forward again and again she braced her powerful back against the wall. As she unleashed the might of her massive legs against the chain it squealed & creaked but as before it held. Despite the record breaking strength contained within her thighs, despite the pressing of her thickly muscled back against the now crumbling wall, her whole body flexing with almighty strength after a full minute of determined pressure the chains held firm. Rachael fell limp before picking herself up off the floor. Moments later she realised how unusually firm her chest felt and how tightly erect her nipples had become. For a brief moment she allowed herself to revel in in the mystery and excitement of her situation, musing on which of her lovers might be responsible for organising a sexy weekend kidnapping scenario...
A voice reverberated around the chamber, the sounds slippery and sinister, leering at the two amazonian women from behind their veils. V: “I have brought you both here for one reason. You are here to amuse me. You are here to struggle for supremacy and one of you will die! If no winner is found in the time I have so graciously gifted to you, then both of your lives will be forfeit!.
A fraction of a second later both women yelped in surprise as the hoods leaped from their heads, pulled by guide lines, ascending into dark recesses in the ceiling. The women's eyes slowly adjusted to the gloom and they looked on each other for the first time. V: “You will kill each other or you will both be torn apart by my bodyguards.”
On cue, a pair of oversized figures dropped from the ceiling to the floor, landing with surprising grace and in perfect unison. After they stood up to their full height it became clear that the two figures, presumably the bodyguards, were androids. The seven foot tall humanoids were impressive to behold, each of them adorned with huge quantities of bulging synthetic muscle. Lovingly sculpted to imitate the real thing, their bodies moved with an inhuman grace as they strode towards the captive women. Were it not for the different colour and style of wig they wore they would have been identical in every way, the first having straight, luscious blond hair drifting down to her massive shoulders, the other sporting longer, wavy auburn hair falling to her shoulder blades.
Standing mere feet from the prisoners, each android began to run through a preprogrammed set of bodybuilding poses, showing off their colossal physiques, every muscle dwarfing its counterpart on the real women. Lisa standing at 6'2'' and Rachael at 6'3'' were both unaccustomed to being on the receiving end of such displays and found the experience tremendously unnerving. Both bodyguards finished their routines by leaning in close, their faces inches from the stricken women, and accompanying a gargantuan double biceps pose with inhuman moans of ecstasy. While their faces gave an impressive imitation of real human emotion, overcome with a fiendish lust and malice, their eyes betrayed their cold unfeeling nature.
The synthetic constructs turned away without ceremony and swept effortlessly toward the centre of the room before squatting down and suddenly leaping into hidden recesses in the ceiling. To one side of the women a large, digital timer lit up, perched over the heavy steel door, its sections lit up in neon blue.
The readout set to 20 minutes, pausing for long, uncomfortable seconds. Without any further warning, hidden bolts secreted in the ankle and wrist restraints blew open and released the frightened duo into the room. The pair stood staring and looked each other up and down as the timer began to tick silently down. Lisa made the first move, impulsively sprinting across the room toward Rachael in a bid to gain the upper hand, driven by fear and the intoxicating scent permeating the hot and oppressive atmosphere. Lisa closed to tackle her opponent, Rachael coiled and braced herself to receive the impact.
As Lisa smashed into Rachael the pair stumbled back a few paces, Lisa's considerable momentum being far greater than Rachael was expecting. Their hands grabbed at each other tightly as they vied for superiority, clawing around sweat laden muscles. Their breasts and shoulders crushed against each other as their arms fought outstretched, trying to force each other back. As their foreheads rutted back and forth, they looked at each other with a rabid hatred, moans of anguish filling the room as they strained for dominance.
Rachael was quickly astonished as her gargantuan torso struggled and slowly began to falter against Lisa's massive, quivering muscles. Lisa's bulging arms pressed forward inch by inch until her biceps began to press against Rachael's own. She changed the angle of pressure and forced Rachael's arms down and back so as to maximise the contact between their enormous arms and emphasize her superiority. Rachael strained to keep her arms up as she felt Lisa's shoulders, breasts and pecs pressing down and around her own chest, almost beginning to envelop it with slowly increasing pressure. Slowly, Lisa began to press her hips into Rachael's, the insides of their massive thighs pressed together, flexing into each other. Lisa began to curl her abs around Rachael's, as her arms forced Rachael's further and further back. In a few seconds her arms would be far enough around the other woman to allow her to clamp her arms around the her and squeeze her to unconsciousness, maybe that would be enough...
With a sudden burst of strength Rachael propelled her hips forward, her abs, thighs and buttocks exploding with power simultaneously, pushing Lisa's hips back. In one swift move Rachael threw her massive thighs around Lisa's shredded midsection, hooked her ankles together and squeezed her mammoth quads as hard as she could. Lisa let out a loud yelp as pain surged through her core, the vice grip of the huge mass of muscle crushing around her. Despite having Rachael's hands firmly pinned behind her back, able to feel the exhaustion in Rachael's arms, chest and shoulders, quickly growing by the second in her attempts to resist Lisa's squeeze, Lisa was forced to let go and clawed desperately at the vast legs encompassing her faltering waist. As Lisa shoved at Rachael's knees, her triceps and shoulders rippling with power, Rachael took the opportunity to land a few thunderous blows squarely against Lisa's jaw. Lisa staggered back and fell to her knees, shoving Rachael's sternum hard with her left hand to create some separation whilst still trying to prise the massive thighs from her waist. Rachael quickly grabbed a hold of Lisa's left arm and wrenched it painfully back. Lisa, pain shooting through her core and exploding through her shoulder, desperately lunged for Rachael's feet with her remaining free hand and grabbed hold of her toes. For all the power in her legs, only so much could go through her toes and Rachael could sense that a bone would give if she didn't relieve the pressure very quickly.
Kicking Lisa away, Rachael rolled away and sprang to her feet, while Lisa hesitated, wincing from the pain lancing through her stomach. As Rachael burst forward toward her adversary, Lisa suddenly powered to her feet ready to catch the tackle, but was surprised by a powerful, straight kick that caught her in the right side of her ribs. Rachael quickly spun and delivered a flurry of tumultuous kicks, most of the blows smashing into Lisa's arms now coiled up into a guard position. As the seventh strike hurtled home Lisa managed to wrap her arms around Rachael's ankle, a loud slap echoing around the room as the blow was absorbed by her massive triceps. Lisa's entire body tensed up as she swung Rachael's considerable bulk around through the air and slammed her into a wall causing lumps of concrete to shower off it. Maintaining her grip on the ankle and summoning reserves of strength from her aching body, Lisa heaved Rachael into the air again, every muscle and sinew in her body ready to burst out of her skin. Carving an arc through the air Rachael was hurled again into a fresh wall section, her whole body smashing into the unyielding surface as her ankle slipped through sweat slick fingers, causing the whole room to shudder.
As she dropped to the floor Rachael let out an agonised cry, piercing through Lisa's roar of fury. Rachael had barely made it to her knees, turning to face her tormentor before Lisa's bulk smashed into her again, driving her back against the wall. Quickly Lisa wrapped her thighs around Rachael's waist and hooked her arms underneath Rachael's returning her earlier torture. Rachael cried out in pain at the python like grip tightening around her waist. Lisa's phenomenal chest pressed into Rachael's face as her arms were pinned up against her head. Rachael was left struggling for breath as her voluptuous bust was squashed down by Lisa's chest pressing down on top. Half choking, Rachael exploded to her feet, the adrenaline surge from her desperate situation spurring her on, Lisa's heavy frame barely slowing her down at all. Rachael twisted around and heaved Lisa's weight against the wall like a battering ram, the force of the impact causing them both to shriek as their heaving busts smashed together. Pinning Lisa's shoulder beneath a low outcrop of masonry, Rachael braced her feet in a wide stance on the floor and flexing her throbbing thighs drove Lisa's shoulder hard into the low ceiling. Lisa's massive thighs were no match for Rachael's and they began to slip down from Rachael's waist to her hips, still taut, flexing, crushing around her. Instinctively Lisa desperately tried to relieve some of the agonising pressure on her trapezius muscles as they screamed under the tremendous pressure as the ceiling held firm, her hand shooting to the masonry to push back down. Rachael seized the opportunity to grab hold of Lisa's free wrist before forcing it back behind her head and down level with her shoulders. She grabbed the other wrist and heaved that back like the first leaving Lisa's huge chest spread open.
As Rachael drove her legs straight, Lisa's legs slipped further down to encompass the top of Rachael's thighs. Their glistening bodies shuddered with raw strength as they crushed against one another, though seemingly now at a stalemate; Lisa's superior upper body, her thickly muscled arms and massive chest strained to overcome Rachael's superior leverage to no avail; Rachael's unfathomably muscular thighs and glutes were now struggling to find a stable base to apply any power, pinned together as they were by Lisa's unfaltering grip.
Rachael pressed herself into Lisa, wrapping her chest around Lisa's as much as she could do, her cobblestone abdominals sliding against Lisa's as they quivered with the strain. Lisa growled as she flexed her full, throbbing thighs anew determined to keep Rachael's awesome legs contained. In doing so, she pulled Rachael's hips forcefully into her own, an immense force pressing them intimately together. Both of them gasping for breath, Rachael found herself incensed, yet overwhelmingly aroused at the same time; the thought of another being with limbs powerful enough to restrain her own was hugely exciting, if completely inappropriate at the time. The sensation of Lisa's toned lips pressing against her own feminine muscles thrilled Rachael, overwhelming the remnants of her restraint. She gave herself over to the animal lust rushing through her body, thrusting her hips forward again and again, determined to break the hold around her waist at any cost. Lisa could feel Rachael's nipples hardening with every thrust, her arms swelling larger and more powerful by the second, squeezing around her torso, crushing against her huge lateral muscles as they slid back and forth over her sweat laden skin, determined to keep Lisa's arms out of action.
Lisa was enthralled by the mountain of muscle thrusting between her legs. The harder her thighs clamped around the untamed and uncontrollable power, the more intense the sensation became. Lisa found herself growing more aroused the harder Rachael tried to break her grip. The pair again found their heads rutting together, moaning and gasping from the pleasure and pain of their ordeal. The pair were both nearing the brink of ecstasy as Rachael's legs finally began to break Lisa's hold on them. Lisa roared in an attempt to power her arms back in front of her, her massive pectoral muscles and lateral muscles shuddering and swelling, ready to tear her smooth skin asunder, but Rachael's grip remained unbroken.
As her legs broke free Rachael wrapped both her legs around one of Lisa's and allowed her weight to fall squarely on top of Lisa. As they smashed to the floor entwined in each other's embraces, Rachael looked for Lisa's lower lip, taking a firm hold of it in her teeth. Lisa's eye's shot open as she realised Rachael could bite clean through her lip if she wished, bleeding her out over time. Their bodies both tense but suddenly very still, they looked deep into each other's eyes. Rachael, desperate not to loose control over her lust, began to control her breathing, forcing herself to slow and deepen her breathing as she stared fiercely into her opponent's eyes. Lisa was hesitant to follow suit with Rachael so clearly in a better position, the weight of her body, her muscle, her breasts pressing down on her, but slowly Lisa too began to calm herself, her choice made for her by the teeth clamped securely around her lower lip.
Droplets of sweat beaded down their bodies as the tension in their minds and bodies steadily began to ebb. They both acknowledged a droplet that fell from Rachael's nose onto Lisa's with nervous glances, still somewhat anxious at the thought of being on the receiving end of the other's power. Rachael shifted her weight to her hips and abdominals, relieving some of the pressure on Lisa's chest and giving her arms some relief. She then slowly relinquished her grip on Lisa's wrists, cautiously extending her manicured fingers as she drew her powerful shoulders back. Lisa looked down at her lip, still uncomfortably held in Rachael's teeth. A flick of her eyebrows signalled her request to be released, which after a few moments was obliged. A lock of Rachael's hair fell past her beautiful, delicate facial features as she drew her head slowly back. Lisa played her tongue over the inside of her full, luscious lip checking for the taste of blood, staring up into Rachael's deep, hazel eyes, trying to decide if she could trust the goddess who lay atop her. Rachael slowly slid her hands down Lisa's defined forearms and relaxed the grip of her thighs on Lisa to slowly extend them into a near perfect split. Planting her feet to her sides, Rachael slowly raised herself off Lisa, her hands sliding round to Lisa's arms to gently lift her from the floor.
Standing up, Lisa stumbled , bumping into Rachael as the pair regained their balance, their bodies aching with every movement. They held each other in a gentle embrace as their pulses slowed and their breathing calmed.
R: “We got off to a bad start... I'm Rachael”. L: “Uh, Lisa”. The pair exchanged awkward smiles. R: “So, is it just me or is there something in the air that's like, making us crazy?”. L: “Now that you mention it, yeah, I've felt. really wired and crazy and...”. R: “And really horny for no reason?”. Lisa giggled and grinned embarrassed.
The sinister voice cut in; V:”WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING? FIGHT! FIGHT OR I WILL HAVE YOU TORN APART!”. L: “FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!” she screamed around the room.. R: “IF THOSE ROBOTS ARE ALL YOU'VE GOT BRING 'EM ON!”. A long pause ensued and the women felt a new wave of dread wash over them as they stood shoulder to shoulder in anticipation of their next fight. V:”So be it” the voice hissed.
From the darkness overhead the androids dropped down to land near silently on the floor. The black haired android immediately lunged at Lisa smashing her onto her back and pinning her to the floor. The blond robot had the same idea for Rachael but met with far less success.
Rachael grabbed the lunging things wrists and, rolling back onto her sculpted buttocks, planted her feet against the machine's oversized chest and propelled it through the air over her head. Keeping hold of its wrists, the android plummeted into the floor just behind Rachael with thunderous force. Rachael quickly swung her hulking thighs around and clamped them about one of the machines gargantuan arms. The synthetic arm protested and strained, the massive biceps and triceps distorting between Rachael's rippling, steely quads. Rachael wrenched the sturdy wrist toward her chest, her biceps throbbing and swelling with the effort. Feeling the huge mass of synthetic muscle quivering against her crotch she thrust her hips forward, trying to bend the machine's elbow past its natural range of motion. Her globular shoulders spreading out as she heaved on the wrist, she squeezed her massive glutes harder and wrenched the things triceps harder against herself. As her pulse thundered through her body she began to give herself over to the sweet scented air. Her breasts taut and swollen, her arousal peaked, she gave in to the pleasure building through her core. She roared with power, her body flexing harder than at any moment in her life causing the synthetic biceps to tear clean off their forearm mounting. The metal skeleton at the elbow joint quickly buckled thereafter, completely overwhelmed by the power of Rachael's body. Revelling in her dominance of the supposedly unstoppable machine, Rachael let the sensations of ecstasy spur her on further, clamping her thighs harder still around the synthetic triceps, causing them to split apart, even as the other arm was clawing at her thigh trying to prise her loose. Rachael roared with satisfaction and swiftly grabbed the other arm, kicking the android's vast legs away as it swung them round to try to gain leverage on her. Rachael manoeuvred her beautiful, bulging legs around its chest in a tight scissor hold. Feeling the machines enormous breast trapped against her lips, Rachael smiled darkly to herself. She had the machine at her mercy and with the pheromones in the air whispering dark thoughts to her, she allowed her self to enjoy what was to come next...
Lisa meanwhile had been struggling against her assailant, her trapezius muscles again subject to agonising pressure as they flexed hard into the floor. The Jet black haired synth had wrapped its legs around Lisa's, and its enormous bosom swamped Lisa's own ample breasts. The synth stared lifelessly down at her, the top of their huge pecs squeezing against each other as their breasts fought for space below in the crush. Lisa hated being trapped, let alone outmatched. She gritted her teeth and allowed her sense of outrage to combine with the sensual, animal scents lying thick on the air, letting them wash through her, empowering her, energising her, pushing her arousal to new heights. With an almighty effort she heaved the android up, her pecs and biceps exploding with force. Incensed she shoved the machine down her body and managed to slip free one of her legs, deftly wrapping it around the synth's. Pulling the massive thigh in between her own, Lisa smashed her chest against the synth's, trying to curl its spine back on itself, Lisa's abs throbbing with power, each one bulging to a size that would have shamed the even the biceps of most middleweight competitors. The android's frame trembled as it flexed, attempting to counter the force of Lisa's mighty abs. Lisa moaned with pleasure as she began to feel the android's muscles wither under her own power, forcing her arms forward and android's back, despite its weight pressing down on her and its leverage advantage. It attempted to pull its chest back to regain position, but as it shifted its weight Lisa yanked her other leg from between its thighs and slapped it around the androids waist, her huge, vascular quads again squeezing with vice like grip. Another explosion of power and Lisa managed to flip the black haired android onto its back, her hips clenched hard against the android's vast array of abdominal muscles.
Finally in a dominant position, Lisa was determined to press home her advantage. Her hands interlocked with the synth's, she began to slowly force the synths arms down to its sides, her calves flexing hard enough to press a dent into the synth's colossal buttocks. The android strained to stop the descent of its arms, their massive shoulders shuddering helplessly as they were overwhelmed by the force of Lisa's massive throbbing pecs, squeezing down, her chest showing a stunning canvas of exquisite vascular marbling thrust up beneath her skin. Gasping from the strain of exertion and pleasure, Lisa felt her breasts becoming further engorged, swelling larger and firmer, with each passing moment pressing harder into the synth's huge bust. To her delight, she could feel the synth's breasts yielding, beginning to deform around her own, the tremendous pressure building somehow feeling more and more pleasurable as her diamond hard nipples stabbed harder into the faux flesh. At last, the synth's breasts gave, rupturing, spraying fluids all over Lisa's chest. As they erupted, Lisa did too, the sensation empowering her more intensely than anything she had ever experienced. Spurred on, she squeezed harder, tighter, looking at the androids newly unadorned pecs with a mocking pleasure. Lisa drove on, flexing and pumping her muscles, her arms finally beginning to squeeze against the android's, slowly beginning to deform its pitiful imitations as her hulking biceps swelled larger and larger. Submitting to the elation exploding through her, Lisa screamed with joy as she felt its wrists bump together behind the small if its back, her inner thighs beginning to deform the metallic hip bones imprisoned between her legs. As she held the pressure on she felt the synth beginning to shudder, only to feel the synth's pectoral muscles tear off from their sternum mounts a moment later, all resistance against her own colossal pecs suddenly evaporating. Raw, animal dominance burst through her and she clasped her own hands together behind the android's back. With breathy moans of elation Lisa squeezed the machine's chest cavity against her own chest with her monstrously powerful arms and heaved back and upwards, trying to separate the thing's torso from its legs. Her rippling back flexed and heaved, even as she felt its metallic hips crumpling beneath the might of her legs. She bellowed a high pitched scream as her muscles crushed around it, revelling in every tiny pop and snap of the machine's system's. Without warning, the thing's chest cavity caved in spectacularly, massive indentations forming where her throbbing biceps, and breasts, had been crushing against it. With a feeling of finality Lisa's arched back finally overcame the last vestiges of resistance from the machine's back and its spine disconnected with a metallic snap, its flailing legs suddenly dropping limp as they lost connection to the android's main processors.
Lisa stood up, standing astride the ruined husk as it twitched, failing to comprehend the utter destruction of it's systems. Looking over her shoulder, Lisa glanced to Rachael, to see her squeezing the blond synth's midsection between her enormous thighs. Seeing the blond synth's body trailing oils and fluids from its ruined limbs, Lisa suddenly found herself with a deep appreciation of the strength of Rachael's vast, dense legs. Both synths now wrecked, Lisa helped Rachael to her feet, both of them breathing heavily from their ordeals. Lisa stole a kiss from Rachael's unsuspecting lips and looking deep into Rachael's eyes. L:”Let's go get that prick!”.
Rachael flashed a wicked smile as she strode towards the door beneath the timer, R: “Give me a hand with this?”. Lisa eagerly bounded over to stand beside Rachael, ignoring the pain aching through her body. They stood for a few moments next to the door, playfully stretching and flexing their muscles, partly to psyche them selves up for lifting up the solid, hydraulic operated door, partly for each other's enjoyment. As their breathing built to a crescendo, their hulking muscles swollen and throbbing with energy, their breasts trembling and full, they reached down in unison to the bottom of the door and took hold. They braced themselves, their huge bodies primed and ready to explode. R: “Okay, count of three... one, two, THREE!”.
The heavy door shrieked as the women propelled it up into the ceiling, the gears and machinery devoted to its operation utterly ruined by their might. Holding the door overhead, their lateral muscles spread wide beneath their shuddering triceps, both women shuffled their feet forward into the short, dank corridor beyond and once through, with a nod to each other, they allowed the massive ruined door to clatter down to the floor behind them. They quickly advanced on the door at the end of the passage, hearing a sound like a lock closing and panicked whimpering on the other side of the door. Lisa stopped and listened at the door, hearing frantic scrabbling as if someone was searching through drawers on the other side. L: “Break it down?”. Rachael nodded back and the pair retreated a few steps before hurtling shoulder first at the flimsy door.
Wooden chunks splintered across the room as the two goddesses burst into the room with ease. Across the dimly lit room a short, squat man yelped in terror, dropping the tranquilliser gun in his hands, as he fumbled for darts in the drawers. Lisa advanced on the pitiful little man cowering across from her and in one swift movement she grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and thrust him painfully against the wall, his weight nothing to her might as she held him off the floor. Lisa glowered into his sunken eyes, her face the embodiment of rage as he stammered and pleaded, grasping impotently at Lisa's thick muscular wrist. As she cocked her other arm back to bury her fist in the meat of this disgusting little man she felt Rachael's hand gently caress her primed arm, her strong fingers smoothing the skin over her biceps, sliding over her shuddering deltoid muscles and stopping to softly rest on Lisa's cheek. R: “We're better than him, leave him for the police.” Lisa paused, not wanting to forego retribution. Rachael leaned in close to Lisa and whispered softly R: “Just think what will happen to him once he's there.” Lisa looked back at Rachael, satisfaction dawning slowly across her face. She turned back to the worm in her hand. L: “KEYS, PHONE, NOW!”. The flailing man pointed to his jacket, slung over a chair that was sat next to a table with tools and spare parts for the androids scattered over its surface.
Rachael eyed the computer set up, many screens linked up and arrayed over the far wall showing a variety of camera angles of the chamber beyond. Seeing that their ordeal had been recorded and that this evidence would see the scum bag jailed for a very long time, Rachael phoned the police from his mobile phone and rummaged for his keys. L: “How many more people have you kidnapped you sick bastard?”. The man wriggled and shook his head as he struggled beneath her effortless grip.
Rachael reappeared by Lisa's side and thrust one of the sleeping darts into the man's arm. He quickly lapsed into unconsciousness and Lisa dropped him unceremoniously to the floor. R: “How about we get out of here. I'd love to have you over if this whole thing hasn't freaked you out too much?”. Lisa felt Rachael's eyes wandering over her muscular form, a gentle thrill welling through her core. R: “I'm sure the two of us can find some thing to do to forget about this ordeal, something... energetic, fun, intimate...” Lisa turned to face Rachael, placing her rippling arms around Rachael's broad shoulders. L: “Yes... oh hell yes!”
Fin
