Sarah's revenge

[The_spoon]

When Sarah was 32 years old she was assaulted by three lowlife criminals.
Sarah worked hard for the next 4 years, building her muscles bigger and stronger than ever before. She knew she would one day see her tormentors again, and when she did, they would pay the price for what they did to her.
Sarah had become a machine. Her days were spent training MMA and building muscle in the gym. The MMA guys loved having Sarah as an opponent, using her as a punching bag so they could work on their techniques and combinations. And the more Sarah pushed herself, the bigger her muscles grew - adding 5kg of pure muscle wasn't even a challenge for her now. She knew that when she finally met the men who assaulted her, they would be no match for her.

As Sarah spent her days working out and training MMA, the time drew closer to her reunion of revenge. She decided she needed to prepare, not just mentally, but physically. So, she decided to enter an underground fight with a male opponent. Her muscles were ready and eager, her desire for revenge growing within her. The fight was vicious and bloody, Sarah taking hits and dealing them out. And in the end, Sarah's muscles won out, the man was unconscious, and Sarah was standing over him, victorious. Sarah knew her strength was increasing with each passing day. A couple of weeks went buy were Sarah fought various opponents, with each fight her arrogance and hatred growing. Her next fight would be against two opponents at once.

Sarah sized up her opponents. Two athletic men, young, with lean muscles. They were both leaner than Sarah, but Sarah knew better than to underestimate her adversaries. One of the guys stepped forward, getting into a fighting stance. Sarah moved towards him, sizing up her opponent, as the other guy got into a fighting stance. Sarah and her opponents were evenly matched in experience - she knew it would be a difficult fight, but she didn't care. She was ready.

The one guy threw punches at Sarah, who easily blocked them. She hadn't even been required to use her size to her advantage yet. The other guy went for Sarah's legs, trying to take her down. Sarah jumped, lifting her leg to avoid the takedown. She caught the guy's head in her massive leg, using his own momentum to slam him to the ground. With one guy down, Sarah turned to face the remaining one. "You're next," she said, sounding confident.

Sarah stood above her downed opponent, flexing her muscles in a bodybuilding pose. She looked strong, imposing, and totally unconcerned by her adversary. Sarah was so much stronger now, she had almost forgotten how it had felt to feel weak. Flashbacks of her assault were a distant memory now. This fight would be a one-sided beatdown, and everyone knew it.

Sarah's opponent was skilled, and he managed to land a few good shots on Sarah's liver. She let out a gasp, feeling the impact. But she remained standing, and didn't seem affected for long. Sarah grabbed her opponent's head, forcing it down between her massive thighs. The guy was trapped - he tried to struggle, but as hard as he tried, he couldn't break free. It was almost like Sarah's thighs had him in a bear hug. Sarah squeezed her legs, applying even more pressure to her trapped adversary.

Sarah was caught off guard as her first opponent scrambled up behind her and jumped onto her back. She stumbled and fell, landing on the ground. As her body toppled forwards, her two opponents fell ontop, pinning her. Sarah tried to struggle free, but her two adversaries were using their combined strength to keep her still. She could feel the tension across her shoulders and back as the two of them tried to keep her in place.

Sarah's massive thighs were a powerful weapon by now, with which she could easily control her opponents. She shifted her legs, pulling one of her opponents into a tight guard position, while the other she held in a bear hug. Sarah used her massive strength to apply pressure, pushing her legs together and squeezing her opponents close to her. The two guys squirmed and struggled, but there was no escaping her crushing grip.


Sarah's opponents struggled and punched as hard as they could, but their attacks were pathetic compared to Sarah's massive muscles. They were weak and pathetic, and Sarah laughed as she held them in her crushing embrace. The crowd loved it; no one was cheering for Sarah's opponents, they all wanted to see the mighty Sarah win. And Sarah wouldn't disappoint them. She wouldn't be letting go of these guys until she was ready.

As the first round drew to a close, Sarah continued to crush her opponents. One was trapped in a bear hug, held captive by Sarah's 19 inch biceps, the other trapped between her mighty thighs. As the bell rang, Sarah laughed. She hadn't thrown a single punch, yet she had dominated the round. Her opponents were exhausted, their muscles shaking as they tried in vain to escape her grip. Sarah had them right where she wanted them.

Sarah released her opponents, who collapsed to the ground in a heap. Sarah looked at them, then turned back to the crowd with a defiant look on her face. "Should we give these guys an extra 5 minutes?" she shouted, "I'm only just getting warmed up!" The crowd went wild, cheering at the prospect of seeing the mighty Sarah dominate her opponents. Sarah posed her massive biceps, flexing them in front of the crowd. She couldn't wait to show them what was coming.
Sarah laughed as the second round started. Her opponents were young, fit and fast, but she was stronger than ever. She knew how to take these kicks, she had taken them in her MMA training. Sarah ignored the pain, letting her opponents kick her repeatedly as she watched them. They were exhausting themselves, their plan of tiring out Sarah clearly failing. They had no idea she liked being hit - it excited and arousedher. She was still nowhere near done, and the longer the fight went on, the worse it was going to be for her opponents.

Sarah didn't need to wait for her opponents to come to her. She decided to go on the attack, advancing towards the fighter in front of her. When he kicked at her outer thigh, Sarah simply laughed. Then she swung at him with two punches, striking his ribs with so much force that she broke at least 4 ribs before he even hit the ground. She knew he was done, and her smile grew. The fight would be over soon. So much for her opponents' plan to wear her down with their superior cardio...

The fighter fell down with a crash, his ribcage shattered and his body broken. Sarah didn't even seem winded - this fight was hers. She took a second to flex to the crowd. All Sarah had needed was a chance to show how far she had come, and now she had it. The crowd was going crazy. They were all hoping to see a brutal third round, and it looked like Sarah was willing to give it to

Sarah stood in the middle of the ring, mocking her young opponent. "Look," she said, "I'll fight you with only one arm." And she lifted her right arm, holding her left arm behind her back to further prove her point. The crowd went nuts, eager to see what Sarah could do. It was almost unfair for her opponents - Sarah was already stronger than both of them, and now she was limiting herself even further.

But that was no issue for Sarah. A smile crossed her face as she focused on her opponent. She was ready to show him what she could do...

Sarah's opponent moved fast, constantly attacking her from all directions. She kept her guard up, blocking and parrying his attack. Sarah's opponent saw an opening, but made a critical error: he got too close.

Sarah pounced, grabbing him in an under hook on his left shoulder, pulling him close. Her massive bicep flexed, squeezing her opponent tight. She smiled as she felt the struggle of him trying to escape. This was it - an easy victory for Sarah. It's a pity her opponent hadn't realized how outmatched he was before it was too late...

Sarah held her opponent in the clinch, squeezing him tight with her massive bicep. She leaned in close to him, smiling with a wicked, sadistic grin. "I could break your arm," she whispered in his ear, her tone mocking and cruel. "Or your shoulder," she continued. There was a pause, and Sarah added quietly, "but then again, if I did, you wouldn't be able to please me tonight."

Sarah squeezed her opponent's shoulder even harder, just to let him know she was serious.

With her opponent pinned tight in the clinch, Sarah squeezed even harder, applying more pressure. The crowd was on the edge of their seats - would the fighter tap out, or would Sarah have to break his arm? She was smiling, enjoying the struggle.

After a moment Kyle the last fighter tapped out. Sarah released him with a laugh. She had defeated her opponent, and she knew she could have done so at any time.

The crowd went crazy as Sarah walked confidently around the ring.

[The_spoon]

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[jeffbeans]

This is great so far, can't wait for more!