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Predator and Prey

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

continuing to pound on my breasts. All I could think was “Got to stay focused on my goals despite the pain”, but my breasts were on fire. Somewhere this bitch really learned how to punish a pair of breasts. It seemed like the more she hurt me, the more her strength and confidence increased. I was definitely getting beat here. At least the Troll was enjoying himself. He'd started to rub his own crotch. Rianna ended up on top of me straddling my body. She had both my arms pinned at my sides using her knees. “Here it comes, bitch”. She delivered a series of punches to my boobs. Once again she started with her tactic of holding the boob to expose the most sensitive parts to her punches. Towards the end of the barrage, though, she was just taking out her anger by pounding away without worrying about maximizing my pain. It didn't matter by then…I was hurting badly. She eventually got tired (or got bored, who knows?). She now started a brutal boob squeezing session. The pain was intense after the beating they'd already taken. I thought about submitting, but a quick glimpse around at the two men showed I was making progress towards my goal so I kept fighting. More accurately, I kept suffering since there wasn't much resistance I could offer. The fat cow's weight had my arms and body securely pinned while she squeezed away on my boobs. Finally she picked me up by my breasts (OUCH!!!) and pushed me up against the wall. She kicked my feet apart while still squeezing both boobs. ... WHAAAAAM! She delivered a knee lift to my abs barely above the panty line. I gasped in pain. Okay, maybe it was more like a cry of pain. Grinning, she said “Here it comes, slut”. The slut comments were really starting to bug me. She proceeded to deliver 15 or 20 knees just like the first one. Okay, not JUST like the first one. Several of them were squarely on my tiny panties, making them an “illegal” low blow under her “house rules”. I didn't bother to complain. My panties were so low cut that even the “legal” knees above the panty line were actually low blows. The pain wasn't much worse and I learned a long time ago not to complain about the things I have to do to reach my goals. I would have slumped to the floor if she hadn't been holding me up by the boobs. She solved that problem for me by executing a move I can only describe as “The Titty Toss”. She shifted her grip on my breasts and executed what amounted to a flying mare by the boobs. The impact with the floor wasn't too bad since I used my Judo skills to land properly. However, it isn't a lot of fun to get thrown across the room by your boobs, especially when they're already hurting. “AAAHHHHHHH!” I cried out as the bitch stomped on my injured breasts. Then she picked me up (by the boobs again – what a one track mind) and repeated the Titty Toss followed by more breast stomps. As she picked me up yet again by the boobs, I thought “This cow has no imagination”. She delivered several more of the throw and stomp combinations ...