1. Predator and Prey


    Date: 12/13/2014, Categories: Fiction, Fisting, Lesbian, Author: FemaleFightLover, Rating: 45.5, Source: sexstories.com

    men. During this taunting and abuse my panties came loose again. Rianna wasn't quite so charitable this time, releasing her hold and delivering a knee lift to the crotch. My knees buckled and I collapsed to the floor. Rianna knelt down next to me and said, “When I'm done you won't feel like fucking anyone you little slut. Don't ever mess with my husband again.” My was she drunk with the power of her “victory.” I was closer than ever to my goals. She then started a rather imaginative and varied series of low blows as I lay there on the floor. At least she was showing some imagination, mixing up knee drops, kicks, punches, chops, elbows…you name it she hit me with it. I think there were even some finger thrusts in there. She must have seen it on a martial arts movie. Good thing she was mixing it up, because it wouldn't do for the men to get bored at this point. I was pretty much helpless with all my strength gone. She could have made me submit easily, but she just wanted to be mean. Oh, well, I'd done my best to provoke her all night. Now she was in a position to really do something about it. From the look of concern on my date's face I was virtually certain of achieving my goals for the night. Let Rianna have her one moment of mock triumph. In the end she'll still be my prey. She finally spent herself in a last orgy of blows on my crotch and lower abs. I was all done, but she wasn't. She brought her left hand in from behind me and applied a bowling ball hold (two fingers in my ...
    pussy and her thumb up my butt-hole). This wasn't enough to satisfy her so she brought her right hand around to my front and sank it into my crotch. As the fingers of her right hand penetrated me I thought “Oh, shit, she's going to claw up my insides.” Fortunately, that wasn't what she had in mind. Instead she inadvertently helped me reach my goals. Her fingers quickly massaged my clit for a few seconds. Then she pinched it between two of her fingers and twisted it HARD. The pain was phenomenal. I wanted to submit immediately, but I held out ten to fifteen seconds while writhing in pain to make sure the boys got a good show. “Okay, I GIVE, stop, I've had enough.” Rianna released me and I curled up into a ball of agony protecting my injured crotch. “If I ever catch you flirting with my man again you won't get off so easy.” The terrified over-matched Rianna from the first fall had now totally disappeared. She now viewed herself as a bad-assed bitch who could trash the younger and prettier girls who threatened her position. My goals were in sight. It would take month or two before I would be recovered enough for a return match, but the hook was set. It was all a matter of time and focus. My date came to me to see how badly I was hurt. I assured him that I would be alright. He helped me into my dress once the pain subsided enough that I could stand (with his help). I made sure to sell the agonizing effort that it cost me to stand up, and basically climbed his body like a ladder. ...
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