Debbie stomps down on Helene's breast as the fallen blonde beauty struggles to relieve the torture of the ceaseless pressure and horrible agony.
little injury as Debbie easily repulsed the awkward attack. Finally, she threw Helene off and escaped flustered buy unharmed.
The two women then stood six feet apart. Each was on the balls of her feet. As if on signal, they both lunged, their sweating bodies crashing together. The fell to the carpet, clawing and biting, and punching. Helene then swung around and captured Debbie in a leglock. The blonde's thighs wrapped around the brunette's breasts and ribs, squeezing for all she was worth. It was her most magnificent moment. Yet within it lay her doom.
As Debbie struggled to be free, Helene's legs strained and trembled. Soon, the blonde's entire body shook from exhaustion. Her beauty became grotesque in its agony. Still, she refused to release the hold.
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dripping with sweat and muscles beyond control, Helene's legs snapped open and Debbie rolled free. Exhausted, broken, the blonde beauty lay trembling on the carpet. Most women would have just pinned the opponent and left it at that. Only the most cruel would continue this torture. The followin showed Debbie at her worst.
First, she captured Helene in a punishing leglock, just to show the exquisite blonde what it felt like. Her athlete's legs locked and squeezed the beautiful victim mercilessly. The lovely face contorted in agony as Helene gasped for breath. When the rasping wheezes were more than even Debbie could stand, she released her helpless victim. Yet she was far from through.
Lifting Helene by the hair, Debbie battered the poor woman savagely, never letting her victim fall. Nails clawed at the blonde beauty's face, tearing from jaw across the cheekbone. Reckless beatings were inflicted by feet and fists upon legs and breasts. Helene's mouth slackened and her eyes went glassy. Still, Debbie would not let her fall.
Then, with a mighty heave, Debbie hurled Helene into a corner. The stumbling beauty crashed into a wooden stand holding a plant. The blonde sank to the floor.
With a leap, Debbie was on her foe. Grabbing the hair close to Helene's head, Debbie lifted the head and brought it down hard. Helene's mouth smacked into the wooden stand. Again and again, eyes bright with torture, Debbie pounded her foe.
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Helene lies exhausted on the
carpet as Debbie disdainfully
looks back before victoriously
strutting back to the bedroom.
stop. Finally, a few men pulled the brunette off her unconscious victim. Free at last, Helene lay senseless upon the carpet.
Debbie stood haughty over her foe, then sneered and strode away. Her success, her savagery filled her with pride. No one will ever forget the astonishing beauty with which Debbie walked to the bedroom. There was a terrible fascination with every movement. All stood transfixed even after she passed into the bedroom.
When they managed to regain their senses, a few men carried Helene into the other bedroom. A doctor examined her, then observed, "Nothing wrong with her a few days won't cure. She'll need rest and care. I hope there's someone to do that."
Debbie drove home happily in her Ferrari. Helene doesn't remember much about the cab ride to her walkup.
Friends promised to care for Helene until she recovered. Debbie will always be able to take care of herself. |
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