The Demise of Jeff by dmaynard 11/21/12 Disclaimer - violent revenge, over 18 only please. She watched from the rain streaked window as the M6 pulled into the driveway; the headlamps dimmed as the light drum of rainwater bounced off the paint. Michele's eyes glittered sharply in the semi-darkness of the house. She watched him exit the vehicle, a lump of bile rising in her throat. She swallowed it down hard, for although seeing him set off such a reaction, a wry grin spread across her face. Jeff entered the mansion, attempting to flick the entryway lights on with no success. Shrugging, he strove forward removing his damp coat and hanging it on a peg. He walked forward a few steps, catching Michele out of the corner of his eye. "Oh, you're STILL here?" He looked at her scornfully, registering the sharpness of her eyes. "Yes, I am. Legally I can stay to the end of the week, but we both know that won't work for us." She resisted the urge to leap for his mocking face, to place her hands around his neck and press with all her strength. No, she waited instead, that wry grin stuck on her face. "Not sure what you would be smiling about, but then again, I won't have to see your face for much longer." He kicked off his shoes onto the boot mat, smirking as Michele stood shaking slightly as the slow burn of hatred for this man roiled through her. It must have almost seemed comical, the obvious anger she felt in contrast to the grin she wore. Jeff turned with intent on walking down the short hallway to the kitchen but was startled by a figure illuminated from the kitchen light. "Who the fuck are you exactly?" He glanced back briefly to Michele, the grin still in place. He looked again at the tall imposing silhouette in front of him. "I'm what you would consider a close personal friend of Michele's." The figure took two steps forward as it spoke, and Jeff now saw this intimidating shadow was a woman. Wavy black hair framed a stern yet sexy face, the red of her full lips in stark contrast to her pale skin. She wore a black raincoat that covered most of her body, but heeled boots struck against the floor as she moved forward. Jeff was immediately taken aback since his 6'6" frame came to about her chest. While Jeff was startled at first, that feeling was quickly wearing off and being replaced with annoyance. "Well I could give a fuck if you were her fairy-fucking-godmother, this is MY house and the both of you can leave NOW!" Jeff flung his thumb in the direction of the front door, an expectant look upon his face. The mystery woman glanced over to Michele, she nodded back, and faster than Jeff could register the raven-haired beauty back-handed him across the face. Jeff went flying, his cheek stinging as he bounced off the wall. He shook his head to clear the dizziness only to find the woman had put him in a headlock. Surprisingly strong arms held him firmly about the throat; he flailed about uselessly as his breath grew shorter. Before darkness completely descended he saw Michele's face, the grin had exploded into a wicked smile. * * * * * * "Nap time is over bitch-boy!" Jeff barely had time to acknowledge in his groggy state the stern voice roused him. An evil chuckle sounded in the room followed by a firm slap across his still slightly sore jaw. He shook the cobwebs from his head. "About time you woke up... was beginning to think I'd have to start having fun without the benefit of you being awake." Glancing about he found he was in one of the upstairs bedrooms secured to the posts at the foot of the bed, wearing nothing but his underwear. "Exactly what the hell is going on here? Who are you?" Jeff looked about the room in a slight panic, he tested the leather bindings that secured his wrists and his ankles, but they were expertly tied. The woman stood up to her full height towering over him. Jeff once again stared in marvel at her commanding presence. "Like I said, I'm a very close friend of Michele's. She warned me you would need a lesson in manners." Jeff did not like how she licked her lips, the hairs upon his neck stood on end. "Any whore friend of hers can go fuck herself! If you do anything to me I will have you both locked up for a very long time!" The woman leaned her head back and laughed a deliciously evil laugh. "Such language! I see I have my work cut out with you. Good thing I'm more than up for the task." The woman undid the belt of her raincoat, and slowly let it slip off her shoulders, landing in a heap at her feet. Jeff gasped audibly; this woman's body appeared to have been carved from solid marble. She watched his face intently, savoring the fear that crept into his eyes. Her wavy hair fell upon broad shoulders with arms that rivaled an ancient Greek warrior. A black corset stretched around her torso, pushing up two pale mounds of flesh. Tapering down to her waist a washboard stomach sat atop pitch-black lace panties. Flaring back out from her hips stood two unbelievable legs, barely contained by the thigh-high boots she wore. Jeff soaked this all in. His mind twitched uncontrollably, the woman stood over him like a professional hunter that just tracked down her prey. "Impressive isn't she?" He flicked his head to the side finally noticing Michele sitting off to his left. She sat there with her legs crossed, hands folded upon her knee. "Again, what the HELL is going on? What is this about?" The desperation in his voice was starting to show. He hated that. "If you don't know what this about, then you truly are a sad, pathetic man." Michele leaned forward slightly. "I'm going to enjoy this, enjoy watching you being taken apart, ravaged, and destroyed just as you have done to me." She sat back up, tossing her hair gently. She nodded at the woman. "You fucking piece of...AHHHHHHHH!!!" Jeff did not get to complete his sentence as the nameless woman lifted her leg and drove the 6" heel of her boot painfully into his chest. "What did I say about your language? Tsk, tsk" The woman flexed her leg forward grinding the blunt heel into the skin of his chest. She lifted off just long enough to drive the heel into a new spot, to which he responded with more wails. "You are such a big bitch!" The women chuckled as Jeff sobbed under the assault of her foot. "Stay frosty tiger, this night is just getting started" The nameless beauty released her heel only to drive it viciously back down into his thigh. Such was the force of her stomp that the edge of the heel broke into his skin, a trail of blood flowing from underneath. Jeff screamed. "STOP!!! PLEASE!!!" He cried out as the woman drove her foot down, the muscles of her legs squirming as she twisted. She pulled the heel free only to place it upon his lips. "You need to lick that, bitch. Lick it, taste your own blood." Jeff did as he was told, feeling the coppery liquid on his tongue. "Much better, bitch. I think we might be able to learn something." He sobbed as licked her heel, blood flowing down his leg, bruise marks on his chest. "We should prepare to move you... this will take only a moment." The woman trailed her boot across the front of his chest, over his crotch, and down his bleeding leg. She crouched down on her haunches, gloved hands caressing his feet. "What... what are you going to do?" Jeff gasped out. "You really don't know when to stop talking? Do you?" The woman gripped Jeff's foot firmly and with a flex of her arms snapped the foot to the side breaking and dislocating his ankle. Jeff screamed in pain. "DO YOU?" She repeated loudly as the other foot was snapped inward. Michele relished the sound of his ankles being broken. Jeff screamed once more, than flipped his head back, tears flowing. She undid the leather cord binding his now ruined ankles. She also released his wrists, the leather cord no longer biting into his skin. He slumped to the floor, tears and saliva dripping from his face. "See now honey, with your feet broken... you have to crawl where we want you. I want you to crawl onto the bed." She stood expectantly over the sobbing Jeff, when he failed to move quickly enough, she powered her booted foot into his stomach. The force of her kick lifted him a few inches off the floor, his breath escaping in a quick gasp. "I said for you to CRAWL!" She bellowed. Jeff feebly attempted to move on his knees, pain lacing through his feet and up his legs. "My goddess, you are fucking PATHETIC!" With her large hand she grabbed the front of Jeff's underwear in a handful, his cock squeezing in her grip. Crying loudly in pain, Jeff felt like his manhood was going to be torn off as the woman hefted him from the floor by his crotch and flung him onto the bed. He landed with a thump, doubled over and clutching his penis. Cries of pain echoed in the room, and Michele was savoring every moment. Her fingers had absently trailed into her sweats, rubbing against her moist pussy as her "fairy-godmother" continued the assault. "You make so much noise you piece of worthless shit. I have a better use for mouth." Removing her panties, the woman got up onto the bed and forcefully mounted Jeff's face. Jeff felt the woman's pussy descend upon him, sending him into darkness, her powerful thighs engulfing his head as she began to ride him. "Lick me, suck me... by the goddess do something useful with that mouth or you are dead here and now!" To drive the point home she viciously squeezed his head. Jeff felt a tremendous pressure come at him, seeming like it would burst his skull like a rotten melon. He wasted no time, ignoring the pain, the darkness, and the crazy situation he was in; he licked, sucked, and ate the woman's pussy like he had never before in his life. "Finally!" She felt his tongue working into her as she picked up the pace, grinding her hips into his face. Michele was ecstatic, she felt herself becoming wetter as Jeff was dominated by this Amazonian female. The woman rode Jeff's face, harder and harder, jolting him with powerful squeezes of her thighs to remind him who was in control. She gripped the tops of the bedposts in her hands and, with powerful sways of her hips, drove her pussy into Jeff's face with such force he felt as if it would shatter his nose. He gulped what air he could as the gyrations of the woman lifted and then slammed back into face. She rode him for several minutes, Michele watched in awe, her fingers dancing across her pussy. After what seemed an eternity to Jeff, the woman came onto his face, her juices running into his throat. With a last pressurized squeeze of her thighs, she rolled off to his side Jeff gulping in gasps of breath, his face gleaming and smeared with her cum. "Not bad little bitch. Amazing what your mouth can do when it isn't talking." The woman looked over to Michele pleasuring herself. "That was fun, but he shouldn't be having too much fun." She eyed Jeff wickedly, and the nameless woman nodded. She lifted his torso up slightly, providing her enough room to place Jeff's upper body in- between her lethal legs. "I've got you now...." The woman whispered at Jeff, he edged his face up enough to look at the finely sculpted thighs that held his chest hostage. "Please... please! Please stop... anything... just...." Jeff weakly tried to dissuade her from going further. "Oh honey, I'm not stopping for some time yet." Emitting an evil chuckle, the woman hooked her ankles together and slowly, ever so painfully slowly, began compressing her legs together. Jeff wailed in grief as he felt the woman's unearthly legs crush inwards. His breathing got tighter, and tighter. He smelled the leather of her boots as an overwhelming pressure descended upon his chest. "HRRRRR!!! ARRRRRH!!! AHHH!" Michele watched as the woman brought her thighs together, crushing his fragile ribcage, relishing the snaps of each bone as her legs pressed viciously upon him. When she reached a certain point she snap-flexed her legs a crescendo of screams flowing from Jeff as his ribs were destroyed. "That's right you little bitch! We love your screams! I don't think you're being loud enough, though. We should do something about that!" The woman ripped open Jeff's underwear grasped his semi-solid cock firmly, long hard nails pointed inwards, and squeezed with brutal force. Jeff elicited new screams of pain as Michele watched his cock being gripped so tightly, the harsh nails digging into the tender flesh, the reddish mass looked as if it would burst in her hand. Tears streamed down his face, his sobbing mixed with cries of anguish. She gripped him for several more seconds her legs mercilessly crushing him until Michele was certain there was not a rib left unbroken. The lethal amazon then unhinged her pythons, Jeff's torso a bruised red and purple mess. Still holding his cock she backed off her hard grip, massaging his member. She leaned forward, her breasts smashing against Jeff's ruined chest. "I want you hard now, harder than you've ever been. Think you can do that for little old me bitch-boy?" Michele was in frenzy, sweats were pulled off and now she sat fingering herself as the woman played with Jeff. In a complete turn-around, she had become as gentle as a lamb, massaging Jeff's cock, kissing and licking his throat, pressing her breasts into his cum- stained face. Much to Jeff's chagrin he grew hard; he couldn't believe it, it was as if some supernatural pheromone was arousing him. When he was sufficiently solid, she mounted him. Jeff felt as if his cock was being wrapped in a grip of hot wet iron. Her pussy devoured his cock eagerly as she began pistoning her herself upon him. It was at first wonderful, Jeff had never felt anything like it. She slid up and down on his pole with a passion, working herself faster and faster. She relentlessly pounded down into him, his own hips becoming sore and bruised from the assault. Michele panted heavily in the corner; the woman rode Jeff harder, harder, still harder, slamming up and down. Jeff cried out again in pain, but he also came. It didn't matter. She blasted up and down like someone possessed until finally she cried out in her own ecstasy. "Ahhhhhhh... YESSSSSSS!!!" The woman yelled into the ceiling, Michele following suit as she orgasmed herself. Jeff felt her orgasmic contractions clamp down on his cock so hard he thought it would be crushed inside her. The woman finally came down from her orgasm high, breathing heavily. "That was a nice fuck, Jeff. You like nice fucks... don't you little bitch?" The woman slapped his tear-filled face causing him to cry more into the bed covers. "Yes, I know you like a good fucking!" She dismounted him, and walked over to the side of the bed. Jeff heard something jingle and the breath froze in his throat. "Get on your hands and knees bitch." Jeff painfully rolled to his side and his eyes widened with unabashed terror. Harnessed between her impressive legs was the largest strap-on he had ever seen. The woman fingered the cock lovingly, tracing a finger from its head all the way down to its base. It was a good two feet in length, and as thick as his forearm. "You like it, bitch? This one is my favorite." She slapped the side of the black beast as it stood stiffly arched into the air in front of her. "Reinforced with a steel rod the center and the best part..." She moved the harness slightly to the side, exposing a reverse dildo portion inserted into her. "...gives me a little bit of pleasure as well. Can't say the same about you." She laughed a wicked little laugh, Michele joined her. Jeff's brain kicked into a survival mode, he attempted to will himself up from the bed and out the door, to escape somewhere safe, somewhere anywhere, except this insane place. However, between his destroyed ribs, ruined ankles, and fractured pelvic bone, he wasn't going anywhere fast. "Were we actually trying to get AWAY?" The woman noticed his feeble movement to get off the bed and how utterly he failed. "Here I was, going to be nice, and lube my baby up for you..." Grabbing his hips, she flipped him on his stomach, as he wailed and cried in pain. Hauling his ass up to a better position, the woman smiled and then spanked him, hard, several strong whacks across his ass. She leaned forward, grabbing his hair she whispered into his ear. "You will be fucked as hard as you have fucked her over... but you won't be enjoying this much. Not much at all, bitch." She let go of his hair and continued to spank him until his ass shone bright red. "Mmmmmm... feel that heat!" Jeff moaned from the stings on his ass cheeks. The woman grasped her massive strap-on cock and guided the head towards his puckered asshole. Jeff felt the head brush against his anus and he instinctively moved away. "Naughty little bitch! You will take this cock!" She grasped his hips firmly, her hard nails digging into his soft flesh. Michele, fingering herself again watched in awe as the powerful hips of the amazon woman stroked the massive cock forcefully into Jeff's tender ass. His screams were rewarding as she powered the cock to the hilt, the reinforced monster punishing his colon. "That's right you pussy little bitch! Look at that man-pussy as it takes my cock!" Jeff bellowed like a stuck pig as she began working the monster strap-on in and out of his ass. Jeff could do nothing as the woman's strong arms held his hips in place, her powerful legs and hips gyrating as the massive cock went inside him. Michele walked over to Jeff's face, looked at his tear-strewn face and smiled. The punishment was severe as the woman relentlessly fucked him. Her mighty hips slammed into his reddened ass cheeks while Michele watched transfixed. She grasped his wrists and slowly lifted him off the bed. Pounding away Jeff hung suspended in the air as she pulled back tighter on his wrists. His back arching dangerously, his screaming echoing throughout the house, fire burned in the woman's eyes as she completely dominated this fragile, weak man. "YOU LIKE MY FUCKING YOU? DON'T YOU?" She yelled, her insanely huge cock drilling into him without mercy. His legs flopped uselessly against her boots; blood was now flowing freely from his anus as she continued to pull back on his wrists. Michele had sat back down, working herself into another orgasm. She watched amazed, the amazon screamed with delight as she worked him over. Her strong arms grasping his wrists, she continued to pull back until finally, much to her delicious delight, his fragile spine could no longer take the abuse. There was an audible crack as she broke him. "FUCK YES!!!" The woman screamed as she continued to pull Jeff upwards, snapping his spine, the reinforced cock planted to the hilt in his ass provided the leverage she needed to fold him almost completely within on himself. Michele saw the imprint of the cockhead pushing out against the wall of his stomach from the inside. Jeff had gone silent, passed out from the pain. She gushed as he was destroyed. She pulled his wrists up over her shoulders a few inches more, rewarding herself with more snaps of his back. She finally let go and Jeff slumped forward, being held up by strap-on she had harnessed to herself. The woman stood proudly, hands on her hips, the devastated and broken male hanging like a side of beef in front of her. She looked at Michele. "Did I do well, Master?" "You did splendidly," she replied. Unharnessing her cock, she let it drop to the floor. Jeff crashed painfully down, the monster cock still rammed up his ass. Jeff started to wake up from his pain induced blackout, and found he couldn't move, he had no feeling anywhere from his shoulders down. He strained his neck to look up, and saw both Michele, and her amazon friend staring down at him. "Good night Jeff." "Go fuck yourself, Jeff." Jeff was about to try and say something, anything, but never got the chance. The woman lifted her 6" heeled boot and stomped down on his head, hard. She crunched down so powerfully; the heel impaled itself into Jeff's eye socket, the sole of the boot smashing into facial bones cracking them soundly. Michele watched as the woman's leg crunched downward, crushing his skull into the hardwood floor. Masses of blood and other fleshy bits oozed outward. The process was done, the work complete. The woman stood over the remains, waiting. Michele took a step back, removed the locket from behind her blouse and opened it. A brilliant ray of purple light escaped the open locket encircling the woman, and the body of Jeff. Within seconds they disappeared. All that was left was a stain upon the floor as any evidence that Jeff ever existed. Smiling, she grabbed the keys to the M6 and made her way downstairs.