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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #30 on: April 04, 2017, 07:51:23 am »
Thanks for the suggestions! I'll work on that: Denise is probably the sexiest gymnast on earth (certainly the one with the biggest tits...)  :D

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #31 on: May 01, 2017, 04:44:42 am »
Yep, nothing hotter than a muscle woman with a slender waist and big tits...

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #32 on: May 16, 2017, 01:06:30 pm »
Well folks, she's back! And how...  ;D

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- You're not entering the cage like that?

- Why not?

Matt is looking in complete awe at his girlfriend who is doing ultra-slow pull-ups on a steel bar in the dressing room. He is counting 153. 153! Just as a warm-up excercise. Her huge pumped-up arms are ablaze with power! Her beautifully differentiated biceps are covered with veins--they are just as pronounced as the veins on her equally impressive forearms. The insane development of her huge biceps is manifested in the bulging twin peaks nearly bursting out of her sweaty and deeply-tanned skin. These arms ooze power! Her shiny black boots with 9-inch razor sharp high-heels are stretched around her muscular calves. Matt's gaze is not focused on the boots though--however much he loves the dominant aura of long black shiny leather boots. His eyes are drowning in the muscular splendor of her upper body which is covered in an outrageously sexy swimsuit--a low-cut halter bikini--made of shiny see-through black lycra. The amount of cleavage is simply obscene! Her big shiny boobs are hardly covered, her hard nips push indecently through the over-stretched garment. Denise's ballooning tits always feature as centerpiece in her provocative dress-code. No wonder: these melon-sized beauties--a gorgeous gravity-defying double-D--drive men wild with lust, a rock-hard erection being the least awkward result of their overwhelmingly sexy presence. A more common result is men simply creaming their pants--hard and uncontrolled--much to the amusement of the voluptuous wonder woman. A matching tiny thong hardly covers her seething slit, the tiny strings sitting high on her sexy hips and disappearing again between the shiny crack of her bubble-butt glutes.

- Don't you like what you see, Matt? Don't you like to watch your big busty girlfriend training her ultra-sexy hotbody?

Matt is indeed enchanted by her voluptuous body. Who wouldn't? Just like most men he is close to wetting his pants. The huge bulge in his trousers has obviously not gone unnoticed by his sultry muscle beast.

- Come on, baby. Get that beautiful cock out! I'll suck you dry.

Denise elegantly releases her horizontal bar, backflips into Matt's direction and grabs his throbbing member. However, even before she is able to bring his huge rod to her mouth and swallow its nine inches entirely, he involuntarily cums in her hand. A cosmic orgasm! He covers her bulging biceps with a huge, sticky load of cum which drips off her mighty arms and through her long-nailed fingers. Matt is petrified. You can see by the look on his face that this has happened before and that it did not turn out well for him.

- Fuck, Matt! What's the matter with you? I thought you were over this kind of shit!

- ... ... Oh ... Denise, ... I'm so ... sorry! Please... ... Oh please baby... Don't punish me... I beg you... Don't hurt me. ... You're just too sexy for me... It's your arms: they're so sexy... So powerful.

Denise disdainfully smears his semen all over his face, her huge, pumped-up arms ripple with power. These are the arms that would put any male pro-bodybuilder to shame in terms of size and definition. And here they are gracing the ultra-developed physique of a female beauty with supermodel looks and pornstar curves. These arms probably snuffed the life out of thousands of men. Crazy arms. And now Matt faces the wrath of their owner. He is obviously trembling in fear--he looks absolutely terrified. Mortified. She explains in her high melodious voice.

- I own you, Matt. You're my property. I decide what you do and when you do it. I expect total submission. Any irregularity--however small--is punished severely. Remember last time, baby?

Last time something similar happened was during a 3-hour long ride to a shooting stand in the woods. She got bored the moment they drove out of the city and she ripped open his pants and started playing with his cock, as she so often did. Her cunning talented fingers easily got him aroused and when she bent over to give him a blowjob, Matt came unexpectedly hard and blew his semen all over the place--no wonder: she was wearing her shiny black pvc catsuit that was clinging to her magnificent curves like a second skin and her long black platform boots with 12-inch high-heels. She looked like the stereotypical image of female superiority! Muscles bulging with every movement of her sumptuously oiled hotbod, thick striated slabs of ultra-pumped muscle mass could be seen moving under the shiny catsuit. Matt's cock had been dripping with pre-cum the whole morning, but she had not allowed him an orgasm. His sex-crazed ultra-dominant bitch was not amused, and you could see in her grin how she would enjoy punishing him: she lubed up his ass and made him sit on the gearstick, pushing it all the way up his ass! At first he had tried to resist, but she gently asked him if he would rather have his balls for lunch. The tone in her voice was so commanding, so serious, that he was sure she meant it. And knowing what he knows now, she probably meant every word of it... God, she was so charged, so aggressive, so dominating.

So, she made him drive the whole way and back with the stick up his ass. It was really awkward driving. She casually played with his cock, keeping it erect the whole time. The stick in his ass hurt like hell, he could not walk properly for days. Denise just mocked him and milked him fifteen times during the drive. Fifteen times! His balls hurt like hell too. The inside of the car was full of sperm. It was dripping everywhere... She told him that this would teach him a lesson. And that trucks have gearsticks too--and that it probably would show, pushing against his abdomen. That it would be a funny sight.

- I see you do remember. Good. Lucky for you there is no truck around. Do you remember the guy at the range?

The guy at the shooting range, a Gulfwar vet in a wheelchair with both his legs missing, seemed to know her. Matt remembers him calling Denise 'a natural', as every shot Denise fired at the shooting range, perfectly hit the mark. Simply unbelievable. More like 'unnatural'.

- Yes, I do remember him. He tried his utmost best to please us. ... And ... ... he was constantly staring at you, baby. You were absolutely ravishing--just like you always are, baby. Love you so much!

She suddenly slaps his face. Hard. Although she just uses the back of her hand, it still feels like his jaw and teeth are hit loose.

- Shut up, Matt! Don't try to sweet-talk me. Well, when I was doing my gymnastics and martial arts classes at the Pentagon a couple of years ago, he would come and watch. He was a lieutenant of some elite unit. He assumed I did not know, but he creamed his pants three or four times during the class--he put a plastic thing in his trousers so no-one would notice. Beautiful muscular girls doing gymnastics must have turned him on immensely. So, one time, I tumbled up to him while I was still sweating from a gruelling work-out on the horizontal bars and the rings. I really fancy rings, because they really make my muscles stand out so beautifully. He was too intimidated to say anything. He just stood there with gaping mouth, drooling over my muscular curves--my tiny string bikini didn't cover anything of my tits and my thong just highlighted my elegant wasp waist and firm Brazilan muscle-butt. I was as good as naked, my skin was shiny with sweat and oil. I got the idea to challenge him for a speed contest to see who was quicker: I'd tumble and he'd dash. Oh boy, I could see he was excited--I could smell the sperm through his army uniform... Ha, you should have seen him run, but my years of heavy training paid off. After a round-off and an impressive series of back-handsprings and whips I caught up with him and with a double somersault I landed on his shoulders. The sheer speed and power of the tumbling series combined with my bodyweight made him crash on the floor. The fact that I had outperformed him and the contact with my hard body got him so aroused that he started to hyperventilate. I was horny as well, so I took him to the showers for a quick fuck. I wanted to give him a blowjob but he shot his cum before I could even touch his cock. Even worse than you. I forced him to eat me out, but he was fucking worthless at cunnilingus, jeez! So, I ripped off everything below his waist. Brutal fun!

- ... Oh God... ... God... ... ... Please, Denise... Oh please, baby... ... I submit. Of course you own me, but don't punish me... ... Or... not too... ... severely...

Denise enjoys his cute attempts to soften her, but she simply continues--intimidating him even more. Matt's face distorts in a painful grin and turns white in utter terror.

- Yeah, I took my time with him. I skinned his cock and balls first before I crushed them in the crook of my arm by flexing my humongous biceps. Blood and sperm dripped in little rivulets down these pumped-up peaks. He didn't know how to respond to the gruesome pain overwhelming his nervous system. He went haywire. He totally collapsed and when I ripped off his crushed manhood, the pitch of his squealing went up. By the time I got to his legs, he was in complete shock, wailing incoherently and babbling about his love for muscular women and his total devotion and adoration for me. When I was busy skinning his cock, he told me he worshipped the ground I stepped on; that he wanted to serve me, be my dog. I mockingly told him I loved him too, but that my dogs licked better! When I took his lower legs and folded his knee joints the wrong direction--one after the other--he was lost. In a total show of female superiority I took his thighbone and tore each leg out of the hip joint. It takes some power and skill to do that manually, but once you got it, you're rewarded with a fantastic wet, cracking sound of bones, tendons and leg muscles being ripped apart. Oh fuck, can you imagine how nasty it became: I started riding his face until orgasm after orgasm hit me hard. I squirted so much he nearly drowned in my juices. When I got out of my orgasmic high, I saw that he was desperately gasping for air. His face was blue and bleeding heavily--his nose and mouth destroyed into nothing more than bloody holes. Nothing a good surgeon couldn't fix, except for the crotch and the legs: a wheelchair eunuch. What a prospect! I had to restrain myself from doing further damage--after all: he was one of our guys. Then again, I had more than hundred prisoners waiting for me in the interrogation rooms to practice on and they wouldn't see the next day!

That again. It has been six weeks since her last fight now and her talk and demeanor have changed in their relationship. She has become more aggressive, more dominant. Whenever she is around, she is looking to hurt him or to humiliate him: slapping him in the face, kneeing him in the groin, suffocating him, or filling up his ass. She is also more talkative about her work, which is horrific enough in itself. She tortures and slaughters hundreds of men on a daily basis. And then the sex. God, the sex! She is simply insatiable and so freaking kinky! Her muscular superbod is like an amusement park and the rides are totally insane. For Matt, this is all becoming too much--he has a hard time putting up with this, but he is absolutely terrified to tell her.

- ... Oh God, no... Please, baby! ... ... No... Don't hurt me, please...! ...

- I'm not gonna hurt you, Matt. You know that. You're my bitchboy, my sextoy, my slave. I just play with you. That's all. Get on your knees.

He complies immediately, his naked ass exposed to the smiling lubed-up female bodybuilder.

- ... Oh baby, don't fill up my ass again. ... I beg you...

- The banana? The champagne bottle? Yeah, I know, it was a magnum... That was kinda rough.

Suddenly she brutally kicks him in the balls from behind. It is a powerful kick, but she has total control and like so many of her actions it is aimed at maximum pain and minimal damage. Matt starts wailing like a pig, a high-pitched unnatural cry, an agonizing scream for help. It is like his balls are being kicked through his throat. He instinctively resorts into a foetal position.

- One more mishap and I'll break you in. Enjoying the fruits of my body comes at a price, Matt. Obey my orders and I'll make you enjoy the ride. Disobey my commands and I'll make your life a hell. Don't worry for now: you'll pee some blood for the next couple of hours, and having sex will be painful, but at least you won't cum too early. Now, jack off for me.

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Suddenly her cell phone rings. Matt pleadingly looks up into the beautiful cruel eyes of his mistress hoping she will tell him to stop--the masturbating really hurts--but a little movement of her hand indicates she expects him to continue.

- Denise.

The ultra-sexy killing machine does not look amused when she hears the news on the phone.

- ... What? You don't have the intel? ... Fuck, David, I told you it was important. ... I hope for you the informant is still alive ... He is? ... Good, I'll send someone to help you.

- Go take a pee, Matt. I need to make a call.

Matt is so happy to get out of her sight. His balls hurt terribly. He wants to run, but there is nowhere he can run to. Denise would track him down. And who knows what would happen then? It is freaking him out. Denise takes her mobile.

- Yeah, B. It's me. Need you in Room 12. Something went wrong and we really need the information. ... ... Fuck, B. What's that annoying squealing noice in the background? ... What? Your lover? You're not showing him footage of your previous tortures again, are you? While fisting his ass? ... ... Hahahaha! You're sick, you know that? You'll never find a decent man...

Through Denise's mobile you can hear the melodious voice of a woman roaring with laughter and the agonizing screams of a man who is obviously suffering pain. Just when you think he is about to recover, his wailing intensifies.

- Fuck, B. Sounds like you're really having fun!  ... ... I've got some business. Yeah, it's David in Room 12. He failed again, yes. ... ... I don't care: do whatever you like. Just make sure we get the intel. ... David? ... Don't do him: he's such a cute guy... And he's so good at eating pussy. ... ... What? ... Jeez, B.: you're crazy! The boy will suffer like hell. You're fucking evil! ... As if I care? Sure I care: who'll eat my pussy when I'm working? But hey, I won' t spoil your fun--I'll find another fucking dog. Send in the cleaners after you've finished, will ya? Thanks, babe!

Denise grins in sadistic anticipation when she calls David again.

- David? ... Don't worry, Bethany's on her way. ... ... Yeah, thé Bethany. Why? ... ... You saw her interrogate some prisoners? Let me guess: they told her what she wanted to know and then she slaughtered them like beasts, right? ... How do I know? That's what she usually does. She's an ultra-sadistic sociopathic assassin. When insiders know they're on her deathlist, most commit suicide and they are the smart ones: you don't want a Pentagon-trained elite-assassin with the physique of a bodybuilding pro and the assets of a porn queen slowly transform you into a bleeding sack of broken bones? And she has the habit of filming her victims and show their horrifyingly painful last moments to the next victim. ... ... Gruesomely sadistic footage. ... ... What? She showed you some of it yesterday? ... Perhaps you do need to get worried: this means she may have plans with you too. Hahaha!

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When Matt comes back in, Denise is sitting on the massage table with her legs wide open. Even before she gives the command, Matt knows what he is supposed to do.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #33 on: May 17, 2017, 01:11:21 am »
Great! I love the latest update to the story.   :bravo:

I like the part with Denise at the shooting range. When I go shooting I always have notice that men look at me and then look quickly away when I look back at them. I am guess it is quite common a fetish among men.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #34 on: May 17, 2017, 02:15:01 am »
Love it! Great update hero141!  :clap: I love where Denise does her back handsprings faster than a man can run. And it's great to see Bethany make an appearance. Denise & Bethany together are pure sexual beauty and power.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #35 on: June 28, 2017, 10:22:54 am »
Katarina, can you shoot better than most men?

Yes, I can out-shoot most guys pretty easily. I have in fact been a better shot than most of the men I have dated. Sometimes they do get mad at that but I just smile.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #36 on: June 29, 2017, 12:14:58 am »
That's really cool, Katarina. I'm sure you're a lot better than me.

Hero141, I'm eagerly looking forward to the next installment of the story. It's really a unique story. I don't know any other story that has touched me this way. Karma+

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #37 on: July 19, 2017, 11:21:17 pm »
I agree. I would love to hear the next part of my role model woman Miss Denise.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #38 on: August 13, 2017, 05:50:38 am »
I was practicing my rifle shooting today and I thought of this story and Denise.

Karma + to you hero141.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #39 on: August 25, 2017, 02:35:23 am »
Wow, sounds like fun, WittyKatarina! Hope you didn't create too much havoc at te stand--Denise being your role model and all...  :) Did you dress up to show off?  ;D

I did not really dress up, I wore jeans and a T-shirt. But some of the men looked at me still. I compared my paper targets with those of some of the guys and I was able to beat most of them.  :)

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #40 on: August 30, 2017, 04:59:33 am »
Thanks for the patience. Hope you like the next part... ;)

When Matt comes back in, Denise is sitting on the massage table with her legs wide open. Even before she gives the command, Matt knows what he is supposed to do. He smells the enthralling scent of her wet slit.

- Eat me! ... And I may forget about your misstep today. Fail again and I'll rip your guts out.

He notices how invitingly wet she is, how her delicious pussy is craving to be worshipped. Matt moves the tips of his fingers along the insides of her vascular thighs--slippery from the oil which they have been rubbed in with--to her swollen labia and erect clit. She moans in ecstacy when he moves his tongue softly along the inside of her pussy lips delicately wetting her clit with the tip of his tongue. She purs in ecstasy.

- Oh Matt, baby... ... You're so good at this.

He feels she is close and inserts a couple of fingers in her sizzling slit while he increases his tongue action just below her engorged clitoris. How he loves her huge clit! It is a monster! Like the head of a small penis. And so sensitive--pulsating with erotic power. Matt is quickly rewarded with her hand brutally grabbing his hair and pulling him closer--as if she wants to feed her pussy with his skull. Her majestic quads envelop his head, exerting a lethally grinding pressure on his head--this is the moment when poor performers are crushed to a bloody pulp and she decides to let broken bones drive her to orgasm instead of unsatisfactory tongue action. Having these endlessly long and shapely legs embracing your head, threatening to crush your skull is scary. Knowing that these pumped-up, ultra-vascular beauties have crushed thousands of skulls in an intimate embrace is simply horrifying. Matt licks for all he is worth.

- Yeah, Matt. Lick harder. Suck my clit. Do it!

He has learned to obey her commands immediately--the time is over when he thought he could take intiative even against her own explicit wishes. The one time he did, she took off her ultra-sexy leather boots with the impossible high-heels and inserted one of the 12-inch razor-sharp stiletto heels into his cock. Although Denise had already broadened his horizons considerably when it came to kinky sex, this kind of insertion was completely new and the awkward sensation simply blew his mind. His cock felt like it was going to explode. The pain was excruciating! And then she started to jerk him off. Hard and rough. He desperately tried to peel her hand away, but Denise completely ignored his efforts. His hand only encountered the arousing hardness of her sleek arm muscles exploding with muscular development, arms that made his seem utterly inferior--she laughed at his puny efforts: he might as well have tried to move a mountain. She made him explode repeatedly, but his blood-filled cum did not erupt from his bleeding member: the stiletto heel prevented him from shooting his huge load. She chuckled evilly and kept jerking him off long after he was spent. But his ordeal was not over yet: she ordered him to bend over and she fisted his ass for more than an hour, massaging his prostate while continuing to stroke his filled-up cock. Her long black leather glove in his ass was dripping with blood and shit and when she pulled the heel out of his shaft, everything went dark--an enormous amount of blood and semen shot out of his heavily bruised member. He could not piss for days, let alone fuck. Lucky for him, she happened to have a whole collection of monstrously big dildos he could use to satisfy her appetite. And he had his tongue of course: forced to spend hours licking her slit... Obedience is a virtue.

He feels her enormously muscular thighs tightening around his head as she sighs in erotic high. Her vaginal muscles are sucking his fingers in, grinding them. She starts moaning loudly until orgasm finally hits her. It hits her hard, waves of pleasure surging through her enormous body. Denise has learned to control the usual urge to slaughter after orgasm--certainly with her boyfriend... At the Pentagon she can satisfy her sadistic needs and fantasies on the males she experiments with. The queen bodybuilder releases him from her pythonesque embrace. Matt feels a giant relief.

- Fuck, that was good, baby.

Denise elegantly jumps off the table, her mighty hotbod bulging more intimidatingly than ever. Matt simply cannot but think how utterly sexy his ultra-muscular girlfriend is: her huge, bolt-on tits that stretch her black halter bikini to the max, are surrounded by an unreal, pumped-up muscle mass.

- How's your balls by the way? Consider yourself lucky, Matt. I normally kick men to death like this. I'll treat you nice after the fight--a blowjob or something, OK? Or what do you want?

The question itself sends Matt's arousal skyhigh and produces a bulge in his pants.

- ... Well, ... A prostate blowjob would be great, baby.

- ... Consider yourself the lucky recipient of the most arousing prostate blowjob ever to be given to a man: I'll take my time. I'll make you so horny, you'll not even remember your own name when you finally blow your load all over my tits. As you know, I can make you cum by merely fingering your ass--my talented fingers know how to push every 'on'-switch on the male body... But now I'll use my lips and tongue on your cock too. Hehe. I'll suck you into oblivion. Hope you're up to this...

Matt notices how charged she is, how she craves for ultra-violence. The killing machine is taking over from the sex machine.

- But first, I'm off to the cage, Matt. Enjoy the fight. It's gonna be so fucking gory. Make sure you jack off a couple of times during the fight or you won't last a minute when I suck you into heaven.

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She opens the door of her dressing room--well, actually she tears the heavy steel door out of its hinges like it weighs nothing. Just to show-off her intoxicating power. Denise simply crushes the door, pulling it apart. Oh God, the power to be able to do that! The man behind the door, an official who friendly asks her to join him to the cage, is taken in an intimate embrace--she pushes him face first into her ample bosom, cutting off his air, choking him, making him feel the delicious softness of her huge orgasmic breasts.

- If you're hard, you're done.

Her experienced hand quickly fumbles its way into his pants only to find a raging boner, precum wetting the palm of her hand. She giggles with sadistic glee.

- Oops, we're going to wet our pants.

Quick as lightning but totally in control her long and sharp nails slice open his sack and destroy his shaft by puncturing it to bloody shreds. Denise visibly enjoys how he is screaming his lungs out, but his cries are muffled in the sexy flesh of her tits.

- Nothing beats castrating a man alive. Well, except for castrating ten maybe...

Regressed into his own world of suffering, the poor man does not hear a word of what she says. When she starts kneeing the suffocating man into the groin--ten, twenty, thirty times her knee with the signature bulging teardrop quads disappears in his crotch, totally crushing and destroying his lower body--even this world of pain explodes. It is horrific ultra-pain he experiences, pain almost beyond what is humanly possible to experience without going totally nuts. When she releases him, he drops to the ground frantically gasping for air only to be able scream in total agony, his eyes wide open, pleadingly staring at his busty tormentor. The gorgeous Latina merely raises her fantastically muscular leg and smilingly drives her sharp and long stiletto heel into his eye, drawing some more blood, sealing his fate.

- Like what you see, worm? Love my long, sleek legs? These pillars of power, these huge hyper-trophied slabs of vascular hyper-muscular splendor? Can't remember how many inferior cocks have spilt their jizz on these meaty thighs or bulging quads. I just adore the feel and sound of my heel inside your skull. Do you?

With an uncannily accurate kick she drives her long stiletto heel into the other eye and pushes her heel to the back of his scalp so that his face is totally destroyed and lots of blood and brain matter oozes out of the gaping hole in his face. The sreaming stops and his body goes spasmic. The sheer ultra-violent nature of the killing makes the other officials want to run in panic, but the ultra-muscular porn-chick is much too quick. She grabs two other officials by their throats and lifts them off the ground. The two handsome young men see how she conjures a gorgeous smile on her face as she invitingly wets her lips.

- Any last words?

The men are scared to death and fail to open their mouths to say anything intelligible. Their mouths merely open in awe for the busty bodybuilding beast in front of them.

- No? Stupid worms.

In a blast of superior female power she brutally smashes them face first against the cold conrete wall, completely crushing their skulls. Blood splashes all over the wall and over her gorgeously bulging arms. The rest of their bodies drops unceremoniously to the ground dramatically sliding along the wall.

- God, that felt so good... Should do it more often. But then again: I'm running out of male meat at the Pentagon. The colonel asked me to limit my body count to 200 prisoners a day, but I don't care. Sometimes I'm over a fucking thousand! I'll fuck some reason into him.

She elegantly tumbles towards the next official in the corridor. Her ultra-skilled fingers dig deep into the flesh of his neck. She easily lifts him off the ground, her arm muscles exploding with unabashed power. The gorgeous wonder woman is so utterly superior: Denise could push her fingers in, snapping his neck. Or rip out his windpipe. Now she merely enjoys in his panic.

- How do you wanna die, baby?

He looks into her cold, uncaring eyes as she smiles a smile that would melt icecaps. Denise is so gorgeous, but this otherworldly angelic beauty hides a psychopathic evil personality--he is absolutely terrified. The view from his perspective is stunning! He looks down on an oversized arm that is so yoked with muscle, that is so utterly physically superior to anything he has ever seen. He can see the veins snaking over her outrageous biceps which even unflexed looks like it can rip him apart. It bursts with power! He cannot take his eyes from her glorious boobs, which despite their obvious size, defy gravity and are even more arousing in reality than on the millions of pics scattered all over the internet in which she shows off her magnificent double-D. Her huge breasts nearly burst out of her low-cut, see-through halter bikini top, which obviously shows lots of alluringly shiny flesh. She rips off his trousers and inspects his cock. It stands rock-hard.

- How's that for a question? ... Most men fail to answer.

Denise's runs her fingers beneath his sack and draws teasing, bruising lines on his perineum with frighteningly assertive, skilled fingertips.

- If you want to, I could give you the finger, push it into your flesh and tear your balls right off.

She whispers with a lecherous grin. She giggles evilly as he gasps in terror. She releases his throat from her iron grip and puts him down. He shrivels in utter fear.

- You must have noticed the big muscles? I'm a pro-bodybuilder. I'm a pro-gymnast. I hold black belts in every kind of martial arts discipline. Could I do that, tear off your balls and penis?

She sensually licks her thick lips, while moving her kong-nailed finger over his lips, dry from utter terror.

- Won a bodybuilding competition yesterday--among male pro bodybuilders that is. Visited the judges before the show and gave them a special treat: a blowjob or a handjob being much appreciated. Some made the mistake of wanting to disqualify me. I showed them my muscles up close... Needless to say they did not survive the encounter. Wanna know how it put these to use?

The question is asked mockingly as she flexes a mountain of a bicep in front of his nose, all the while using the virtuoso-fingers of her other hand to work their magic on his swollen, throbbing cock. Denise is so tremendously skilled that it takes only two disdainful fingers to soon have him on the verge of a cosmic orgasm.

- So I posed for them. Unluckily for them, I had my arm up their ass when I flexed. Hehe. This one judge, a young nice guy, he had a raging boner when I came into his room. You should have heard him scream when I shoved my hand into his ass. I must admit I had no intention of giving him a good time. When I pushed my arm in--you could see my fingers obscenely pushing against his abdomen from the inside--, he totally lost it: he screamed like a baby but despite the pain, he came all over my biceps. I don't like it when men cum without my permission, so I pulled out my arm and forced him to lick his cum. He obeyed immediately--my tone was very aggressive and dominating. It scared the shit out of him. I asked him if he liked my fingers--most men adore the nails!--and I punctured his flesh just below his testicles with my index finger. He sceamed like a pig.

Denise is on the verge of wringing every drop of bloody jism from him, cruelly stroking his shaft with such vicious force that he screams more in agony than in pleasure.

- Then I started ripping him open from below, tearing off his balls until I reached the base of his shaft. I forced my other fingers into his flesh--my long nails come in handy at times--and before he knew it, I tore off his cock. I asked him if he still liked my fingers. When he didn't answer--he was screaming all the time--I savagely pushed my hand into his ass again. This time I pushed in my upper arm too. Then I flexed: he exploded. His pelvis was torn apart by the excess of female muscle, his intestines oozed on the floor dripping from my muscular arm. There was blood everywhere. I pushed my hand further through the wet hotness of his torso until my fingers showed through his gaping mouth. I flexed again, totally destroying his ribcage. It was only then that I noticed he had stopped screaming. With my other hand I grabbed his skull and crushed it in the palm of my hand, enjoying his brain flowing down the length of my other arm. He should have used them when he still had them...

- Oh my God! For the love of God, have mercy.

- Shut up, stupid fuck! Fuckin' excuse for a man. What will it be?

You can see the gorgeous bodybuilder is bored with him. The initial playfulness has disappeared and there is sheer bloodlust in her beautiful eyes, the ultra-sadism obvious even in the casual flexing of her monstrously big arms. With devastating precision and in an atomic explosion of female power she hits his stomach, her hand simply going through his body and reappearing at the back!

- It's great to get to know you more intimately.

She brutally throws him on the ground--he is in total agony, blood and guts oozing from the horrific hole in his abdomen. He did not see her kick coming: with visible pleasure she moves her booted foot into his groin and destroys everything on its way. Everything. E-very-thing.

- It takes on average five hours before you'll die of bloodloss. Enjoy your last moments... You should have chosen better: you could have asked me to fuck you to death. At least you would have enjoyed that--or maybe you wouldn't... I don't have the habit of treating my lovers kindly...

The remaining five officials in the corridor stare in awe at the laughing female before them.

- Get them out!

The men stare in panic at the gorgeous bodybuilder. They would do anything to please her, but get 'what' out? One of the officials suddenly gets his cock out--it is fully erect.

- Follow the example of this smartass, guys. He knows what women want.

The others follow his example: all raging boners! Quick as lightning she tumbles towards the first man. It is simply astonishing how such a muscular and curvaceous body proves to be ultra-agile and so powerfully feminine when it moves around. The flexing and bulging of the well-oiled curves and muscles is simply poetry in motion. Her gymnastic skills eaily surpass any Olympic champion and help her to excel in any martial art. The combination of her gymnastics skills, her speed and her pure muscle power make her lethal in any hand-to-hand combat sitation. At the Pentagon she even destroys whole platoons of armed men just using her body. They are simply slaughtered, never standing a chance.

- A pity I don't have much time.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #41 on: August 30, 2017, 06:10:13 am »
Yes!  :bravo:  I love it. I think reading about Denise has inspired me to be more domme with men I date. I have always been athletic but always very you know, "straight" if that is the right word, like very mainstream.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #42 on: August 31, 2017, 12:02:40 am »
Yes! She's back! I love Denise! I really like how you could make the reader feel what it's like to be trapped in that room with Denise, the fear the men must feel, how overpowering she is physically and mentally. Also how freakishly fast she is despite her huge size. And I love the kills she makes with kicks from her high heels. Her femininity is a big part of what makes Denise so alluring. She never lets any man forget that she's a woman.

I love the gymnastics too, but one little request I would make is for more detailed descriptions of the tumbling she does. Like, "she does an aerial cartwheel followed by a series of whipbacks, tumbling without using her hands", or "she does a series of standing back handsprings." It would provide an even more graphic visual of the sheer level of talent of her gymnastics skills.

Also, I like the way you say Denise can defeat whole platoons of armed men with just her body. Maybe some details about that and how the men find that their guns are useless against her because she's too fast, or the hardness of her muscles protects her from bullets, or both?

But great to see you back hero141! Karma+

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #43 on: September 12, 2017, 11:53:11 pm »
I agree with the above. I like gun action too, but I would also like to hear how Denise can defeat an entire platoon of armed men with just her body.

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Re: Author: [hero141] Denise & the MMA
« Reply #44 on: September 13, 2017, 09:12:30 am »
Great suggestions! Enjoy...

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Sometimes she does take her time, as with the squad of elite soldiers she was training with only a couple of days ago. They were practicing guerilla battle situations in a derelict village on a secret military domain in New Mexico--the soldiers were wearing their full battle gear, Denise was only wearing her shiny black swimsuit showing an indecent amount of cleavage, her huge gravity-defying tits for all to enjoy! The swimsuit was highly cut above the hips giving her adversaries a magnificent side-boob view; her orgasmic bubble-butt was fully exposed to the Mexican sun as a tiny g-string playfully disappeared between her ballooning glutes. Black boots with 9-inch spiked high-heels made her a walking miracle of sex and muscle. Oil and a slight layer of perspiration made her smooth and deeply-tanned skin shine sexily in the sun.

The five guys had been looking for her for hours, carefully exploring every part of the derelict village, hoping she would not catch them first. The sultry bodybuilding babe however, had been lifting heavy weights in a secret dungeon under one of the houses. A gruelling work-out. When they finally saw her crossing the street, strutting towards their hiding place, she was so intimidatingly beautiful, so freakishly jacked--her ultra-muscular physique was totally pumped-up, veins dangerously snaking over her flawless skin, a physique loaded with brutal power--that their reaction held the middle between sheer terror and extreme sexual arousal. One of the guys came like a hose in his uniform. How do you react to such female perfection? How do you react to the sexiest woman on earth who is genetically engineered to kill?

They obviously knew about her rep. Both her extraordinary sexual prowess in bed as well as her insane ultra-sadism in the interrogation room were common subjects in talk among the male soldiers. Secretly, everybody wanted to get a taste of her talents in the sack, but were terrified ending up with the Goddess of Torture... Few ordinary soldiers ended up in bed with her and survived the encounter--this was a privilege she usually granted only to those high-up in the military hierarchy. Sometimes between classes or between martial arts practice, she would suck or fuck a fellow student whenever she felt like it. She always left a permanent mark, sometimes merely breaking a finger or an arm, but sometimes it would get nasty and she simply broke him in. And her fellow students knew what she did to her 'lovers', because they had to clean up the shit afterwards. But this was something different: when they saw her enter their hide-out they felt like crying and cowering in fear. When they saw her moving her extraordinarily big muscle bulk with the ample curves into a fantastic series of aerial cartwheels and tumbling passes, they knew they were doomed. The skill, the elegance, the agility, the speed of this pornstar-bodybuilder left them staring in awe, impressed with the sheer poetry of her outrageous physique. Two others wet their pants, aroused as they were by this cartoonishly proportioned muscle babe.

The mission to catch her alive did not seem like an easy task after all. She got into an aerial cartwheel followed by a series of whipbacks, tumbling without using her hands and even before they could aim their guns she finished the first soldier with a flying roundhouse kick, shattering his skull with her booted foot--despite his special helmet. The sheer power of the kick sent him crashing hard against the wall, breaking his ribcage and most of his bones. His body made unnatural convulsing movements while his skull oozed brain matter and blood, adding spice to the horror of the slaughter. The second and third met a similar fate: one was kicked in the groin with the tip of her boot, the other was kicked in the face with her heel when she bent over and lashed out her booted foot from behind hitting him high, breaking in his skull. It takes incredible skill and agility to be able to perform this so-called scorpion kick, but Denise is such a pro and the combination of her speed, force and spiked stiletto heel simply made his head explode on impact in a cloud of blood, bones and brains!

The two remaining soldiers were totally shocked by the sheer brutality of the killings, which looked more like executions, like the showing-off of her uncanny talent in snuffing-out males rather than like ordinary killings. Their cocks however were rock-hard, clear signals of the arousing impact of the ultra-sexy bodybuilder in front of them. Obviously noticing the bulge in their trousers, the gorgeous she-beast grinned and when they tried to grab their guns, they were much too slow for the ultra-trained Pentagon-assassin. She elegantly propelled her killer-body into their direction and with a split kick--making an impressive 180° angle in the air--and drove her 9-inch heels into their faces, expertly destroying their left eyeball by kicking it high into the socket, crushing it. It takes tremendous skill to be able to control a brutal kick like that, performed at lightning speed. Denise did not want to push in the stiletto heels too deep or their skulls would have exploded by the sheer force of the kick. She had further plans with these guys.

Together with the crotchless soldier they were taken into the basement, uncaringly pulled by a leg or an arm and unceremoniously hurled on the ground like you would throw a heap of stones. When one of them started to cry, she rudely kicked his face in, urging him to shut up. A second kick broke his spine, not only crippling him but also causing his nervous system to go haywire, sending waves of intolerable pain through his body. While she explained what kind of tortures she had in store for them, she nailed them to the wall, totally uncaring about any damage she inflicted by brutally grabbing or stretching them. Camera's filmed everything--she slowly tore them apart, literally piece by piece--and the guys controlling the cameras and monitors were too afraid to cause any alarm: Denise had forced them to watch how she tortured their colleague to death because he had tried to warn his superiors in a similar situation. The gruesome footage goes on for hours. It defies imagination. The elite soldiers were taken on a journey into somewhere worse than hell, into a world of excruciating pain and extreme humiliation, their trained bodies no match for the superior power of the ultimate killing machine. Their last hours alive made the tortures in death camps look like family fun! The curvaceous beauty toyed with their hopes of getting out there alive, made them do things by promising them freedom. After a number of vintage Denise interventions--always involving male reproductive organs--they had regressed into such a state she could make them do things by promising to finish the suffering by a quick kill--the footage with the men sucking off each other's cock and biting off each other's testicles is simply too horrific for words. For Denise this is merely her idea of having some fun with the boys.

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