Superstar Squash Women

19:57 Marcilla: "Didn't... I suffer... before?" I say still panting, catching my breathe fighting the urge to vomit. My whole tummy is throbbing, red marks of your fist visible on my skin above and at my navel. I holding the stool before me, my posture slightly bend over, holding you in check while the crowd around us getting away, their phones out. We got some space and their chatting. "You choosed violence, now youre suprised by it, I'm not your Punchingbag" I take a step at you, pushing the stool forward as I try to space myself from the counter. The crowd, alot of guys but woman to move with us theyre phones filming, some light chatter between them. 'Fucking drunks, call the police' I think to myself.

23:34 Enchanting_Aria: You’re pushing me back a little; the stool acts like a shield for you. But a dwarf behind a shield is still just a dwarf. I kick the stool hard, shoving you backward. Then I lunge forward, ramming my knee into the soft seat and forcing you back against the counter. I’m right on top of you instantly, slamming my fist hard into your nose. Since you’re holding onto the stool, you can’t block the blow.

23:48 Marcilla: The weight of you and your knee is enough to Push me Back again, I'm cornerd, the legs of the stool pinning me against the bar. "Ufffffff" I exhale soundly as I get rammed backwards in, stretched out against it, my chest on it. Your fist hits my nose. "Uhhhh...ouf...." My head snaps back hitting the Wood, I pass out loosing my grip on the stool. It falls down, as I came by again, my bare belly stretched and unprotected as my arms hanging at my side.

23:53 Enchanting_Aria: I landed a perfect hit on the little one, and now there you are—already nearly finished. I clench my fists and then pummel your stomach like a madwoman. Left and right, and right and left. I snarl at you: "I'm going to beat you to a pulp, you little bitch." I shake your body violently and smash through your rock-hard abs.

00:14 Marcilla: I'm not back already. "GUHHHGK" you fist crashes deeply into my piercend navel , my eyes widen instantly as you punch the air out of my body , I spit out. "UHGHHHH" next Punch this time lower, my lower Belly and my ovaries giving in, pain rushes through me I spit out even more. I Just want to fall down but your rattle my body with even more punishing fists pushing me up against the bar, one strike into my even more giving in bare tummy after another. "GUHHHGK... GAHHGK" your brutal punches hitting my stomachpit directly I gasp out in pain as your knuckles rattling my intestines.

00:22 Enchanting_Aria: You want to collapse, but my brutal blows keep you upright. When you’re completely spent, I let you fall against me. I lift you up and toss you onto the counter so that your head and breasts hang down one side and your legs the other; your back is on the surface, and your belly is arched upward. I jump onto the counter, kneel down, and clench both hands into fists. I slam my joined fists into your stomach as if driving a hammer into it—screaming to summon power—and ram my fist so deep into your gut that it practically jerks your body upward.

00:43 Marcilla: "GUHHHGK" I passed out before but your brutal Punch woke my up for a second. I snap up, as your fists crushing down onto my soft skin, my relaxed stomachwall deep into my intestines. I curl around the Impact, falling back more unconscious than before. "uhhh" I moan softly your hit sits in brutally.

00:43 Marcilla:

10:07 Enchanting_Aria: I watch you sink into deep unconsciousness. Then I stand up and stomp hard on your stomach one more time. I jump off the counter and leave you lying there unconscious. Now I feel better; I’ve vented my aggression and leave the bar satisfied.