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Rachel’s Gauntlet Part VI
For the past 25 minutes, the audacious crowd was getting closer and closer to the edge of the ring and now, after this vicious sexual assault, the half dozen security goons could no longer keep them at bay. They leaned on the edge of the ring all around, screaming, blood in their eyes and cruelty in their hearts.
This only helped to fuel the manic fury of Rachel’s last opponent, Sasha, whose half-eunich husband was very much at the forefront of her mind. As she approached with unflinching purpose towards the action in the center of the ring, every sadistic cock in the arena got that much harder.
Sasha’s body was without an ounce of fat. Her abs, thighs and biceps were ripped to perfection. In this way, she was not unlike Ava. What did set her apart was her prior life as a marine. This is where she met her now defunct hubby. They had seen hell together in Iraq and this was the first time she’d felt that kind of hatred since. What all this set in motion was a perfect storm of harsh character, vengeful motive, lethal skill and raw power.
She dripped sweat as if she’d been in the ring all along. It made her tight white tank top, which was cut off as if torn just beneath, cling to her massive 34Ds. Her black thong also was ripped at the top edge. She wore no footwear other than a pair of old high school type calf length white socks with three red stripes. Her black make-up, while still heavy, streamed down her cheeks from a combination of sweat and tears. Her long black hair matted her face all the way down to her chest. Her eyes, which could barely seen through her hair, appeared as black as night.
“Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!” Rachel, with her ankles pinned next to her ears was still cumming hard. Her incessant screaming had stopped along with her squirting, but her juices were still flowing heavy and the area around her was sopping wet as Zane continued rubbing her pussy, sending splashes of her everywhere.
Make no mistake, Rachel’s crotch had been brutalized worse than she even thought possible up to this point, but that also came with an incredible sensitivity to the other extreme, and it was unleashed. What she didn’t know was how her orgasm would make her feel afterwards. It drained what little power she had. But worse than that, it made her already over-sensitized pussy about 10 times more sensitive to the slightest touch. What was on its way over as the buzzer marking the 25-minute mark ended its call, was to be nothing of the sort.
“MOVE!” A deep throated sexy voice called, echoing high above the jubilant raves of the crowd. Rachel was the only one who didn’t seem to hear. She was in another world. Her expressions shifted sharply from an intense stare and furrowing of the brow, to unprompted laughter. Her face was beat read. What clothes remained were a torn, tattered mess hanging off her beaten frame.
Zane finally stopped his hand from its lightening fast pace across Rachel’s clit as he heard Sasha approaching from behind. He lifted his naked body off his prey and stepped to the side as Sasha turned her walk to a run.
As Rachel’s legs were beginning to become unpinned, Ava jumped in and held them there from above Rachel’s head. She smiled from ear to ear, giving her friend one single target.
Sasha leaped into the air, extended her right elbow and sent the pointed tip right onto Rachel’s gaping hole. SPLAT! Cum spew in all directions as bone made contact with bone. Rachel gasped loudly and her eyes widened. She saw her final nemesis and it made her shudder; or was that the impact?
Sasha leaned over her bent body as Ava still held her legs above her head, and spit in her face. “Let go,” she told Ava, who complied. For 25 minutes, Sasha had seen Rachel been kicked and stomped and punched in the crotch. She wanted to up the ante. She merely pointed at Zane and Ava and said, “Hold her. Wide.”
Rachel, meanwhile was trying to comprehend the extreme mix of sensations on her pussy. She was just kind of motionless on her back. “wait a minute,” she slurred out. “I give…up.”
No one paid any attention to her blubbering. Ava and Zane each grabbed an ankle and spread her legs wide apart. Zane’s rock hard cock rubbed against her calf. Sasha pulled something out of her sock. It was the brass knuckles that Rachel had used against her husband, and just about everyone else so far. Now it was to be the ultimate payback.
She ascended the turnbuckle as she affixed the knuckles on her right hand. Rachel was still a bit dizzy from all the fucking and fighting. She looked up and barely saw the figure of Sasha high above silhouetted by the overhead lights. She looked to her left at Zane and said, “I’ll suck your fucking cock.”
“Oh, yeah,” he said. “You will.”
“Hey, dead girl!,” screamed Sasha from above. Rachel turned her attention. “You shouldn’t have done that.” Sasha was almost in tears as she leaped off the top rope, fist winding up behind her. Rachel didn’t have a prayer.
Rachel’s back arched until her forehead touched the mat beneath her. She looked like a woman in need of an exorcism. Her eyes rolled back into her head. Her mouth agape. Her hands clutched at the canvas. It was a long time before she took a breath, but before she released the scream that everyone knew was coming, Sasha reeled her fist back and unloaded on her again, making sure to land one of the knuckles square on her clit.
Her body convulsed and she almost choked to death on the scream that was stifled. Tears filled her eyes and her face turned purple. Spit flew out of her mouth as she mouthed “please”.
Sasha stood up and backed up to the corner. “Split the cunt,” she said. Ava and Zane enthusiastically counted. “1, 2, 3” and dropped to their asses, bringing Rachel’s legs with them. Rachel was very flexible, but even this move stretched her groin beyond the point of endurance and finally, she screamed very loud and didn’t stop. She felt like her legs were going to break off. Sasha stood right above her. She knew what was coming. Frantically, Rachel shook her head. Her jet black hair flew wildly. “NO! NO!” She couldn’t sit up enough to cover her crotch. All she could do was watch.
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! Three stomps in a row elicited more cheers from the crowd and more screams from Rachel. After Sasha’s third stomp, she ground her heel in, like she was putting out a cigarette. Rachel squealed under the pain in her clit. She squirmed and couldn’t believe how much more it was hurting after her intense orgasm.
“Oh Gawwwd! I’m sorry…” Rachel whimpered.
“Not yet, cunt!” Sasha continued to mash her lips.
Rachel, tears streaming down her face, reeling from the pain in her cunt and groin muscles, found the strength to push herself up on her hands, leaning back and staring daggers back at her tormentor.
“…I’m sorry you didn’t hear your faggot hubby squeal as loud as I did when I crushed his fucking balls.” Rachel knew she was done. She knew she didn’t have much left in her, so she did all she could do. She got Sasha where it hurt.
Sasha’s face turned all the colors of the rainbow. Her eyes widened, then narrowed. She screamed like a demon, lifted her heel off and sent it smashing back down so hard and so fast so many times no one in the arena could keep count. Rachel’s body was frozen with pain. She kept herself propped up by her arms, but they soon quivered as her head shot up and down with each crushing blow.
Then, up in the air Sasha leapt straight, and came down in a bush bursting knee drop on Rachel’s mound.
“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH—GAAAAACAKKKK!” In mid scream, Sasha latched her claws around Rachel’s throat with her left hand. With her right, bare-fisted this time, she unleashed a torrent of punches so devastating that after the third, her fist began to disappear between Rachel’s engorged lips.
Rachel was losing oxygen and almost passed out. Then, in the midst of Sasha’s unrelenting assault on Rachel’s cunt, it finally happened.
Sasha stopped punching, as she felt something crack beneath her latest blow. She looked at Rachel, nearly out of breath. Then, releasing her throat, Rachel took in a deep breath and Sasha could see in her eyes that upon that breath, she could feel what had just been done to her.
Rachel’s mouth was agape, trying to comprehend the devastation below. Sasha’s serious face produced the most evil grin that ever graced a beautiful face. She looked to Zane, then to Ava. “Did you hear that?” She giggled like a mad woman.
Zane’s grip on Rachel’s calf grew tighter. Ava licked her lips. “Put her in the corner,” Sasha said. Rachel finally had the tension in her thighs released, but as Zane and Ava hoisted her up, she realized just how damaged she really was.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” she cried as just moving her body caused unbelievable agony between her legs. Her pelvis had cracked and the bone was splintering fast.
“Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.” Rachel kept softly muttering. Any louder and she couldn’t take the vibrations that her own screams sent shuddering down to her crotch. Her assailants showed no mercy. With the clock approaching 28 minutes, she had only to survive two more. She saw what they were doing; bringing her to the corner to be sadistically tortured. Her body was dripping with sweat so much that Zane lost his grip and as her right side fell down, her hand grabbed his still rock hard cock.
With the last bit of strength she had in her, she took hold of it tightly and pulled down, trying to break it off.
“HOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!” Zane screamed as his hard cock suddenly and painfully was now facing south. He backed up few steps, but Rachel hung on. However, Ava kept her grip on her left arm. So now, Rachel was on her knees with hands outstretched. Unfortunately, her legs were too and in no time Sasha came running up behind her and sent a punt to her throbbing mound.
Rachel’s body flew forward and slid into the corner. Her eyes fluttered. Her pubic bone had been dislodged and pushed forward slightly. She felt her heartbeat throbbing down there like a drum, radiating agony with every beat.
The next thing she knew she was propped up in the corner having her legs draped over the middle ropes on either side of her. She wasn’t exactly seated on the middle turnbuckle; just in front of it and her ass hung low. Rachel ripped off what remained of her outfit and tossed it to Ava to tie behind her back. Zane was on his knees cradling his cock.
Sasha began pulling off Rachel’s knee high boots, leaving her completely nude, raw and crying. As she did so, she calmly said, “Do you think you know pain? You don’t know shit.”
“Please, please, please don’t hit me between the legs anymore,” Rachel pleaded. Sasha ignored her as she put Rachel’s boots on her own feet. “Nice fit.” Looking at the steel tips at the end of them, she remarked, “These’ll feel nice.”
Ava finished tying Rachel’s arms behind her back and the corner pole with her ripped garment. “Let’s finish this cunt,” she said.
“Get up!” Sasha screamed at Zane, who painfully did so, now not sporting a hard-on. All three backed up into the opposite corner just as the clock reached 30 minutes. A big BUZZZZ! Sounded. Rachel looked around for help. All she got were devious sneers from the crowd.
First to launch was Ava. She ran across the ring towards Rachel, who shook her head back and forth in defiance. “NO NO NO!” She cried. “NO N----GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
CRUNCH! One big break. “Did you fucking hear that?” Ava laughed.
“OH MY GOD!” Rachel cried, almost unable to comprehend the pain and shock to her crotch. Just as Ava stepped out of the way, Zane was already on the move.
He ran even faster and launched a powerhouse kick that sent her tailbone into the ringpost behind her. Her thighs bounced up and down as the whole ring shook from the boot to her clit. His foot got little resistance as her just broken pubic bone was now pulverized. Rachel lurched her head forward, making gurgling sounds, eyes popped out of her head. Her face turned purple and she could not breathe.
“Say goodbye to your pussy, you bitch!” said Sasha as she took her athletic run towards her victim. Rachel looked up just in time to see her own silver tipped boot coming towards her. She closed her eyes, felt her piece of hell, heard the sound of bone splintering into a dozen pieces, then…blackness.
sounds to harsh
Harsh, but very hot! I read it in public and feel strange being aroused. :)