The Gauntlet




Dear Reader: This is a work of pure fiction and if any character herein
bearing any similarity to anyone living or dead, it is purely coincidental.

I was a sort of scout for my gang, The Stompers. We were cool. We were strong.
We worked out in our own basement. We scrounged around and found old weights
and we set up a nice little home there. People feared us when we walked down
the street. That is all, except this one gang, called The Ass Kickers. What
made it so annoying was that the members of that gang were all female
bodybuilders. We hadn’t rumbled in a long time but when we did, many of my
bros were put away in the hospital for many months.

My best friend, Willie, met up with this one Amazon called Princess. She broke
every bone in his body. When she got through with him, the women used him as
their slave and toilet. We found him eventually, after a couple of days. They
left him on our doorstep with a note scribbled in his blood. It read, "You
mess with us, We mess you up!" We buried Willie the next day. It was a closed
coffin burial because he was such a mess. He was literally beaten to a pulp.
They had to scrape him off the stoop of our clubhouse.

So as a result of this terrible act, we decided to set a trap. As we talked
strategy, we lifted weights and curled dbs until we were good and pumped. Our
leader, Jocko, was a real smart guy. He was what you call cunning. Jocko laid
out a really good plan. I was to scout around these bitches headquarters, and
get found by them. I was to make it out of there and lead them into a trap.
The guys would be waiting with baseball bats, chains, and other devices to
even up the odds.

After what they had done to Willie, I should have feared them, but I was so
damned mad, I didn’t give a flying fuck. Before you could sing, "When You’re a
Jet You’re a Jet All the Way", I was very close to The Ass Kickers den. They
had lookouts posted on rooftops with cell phones and were in constant touch
with their base. Real high tech, huh? So here I was in the dark of night
sneaking around. I had on my best running shoes just in case. I was going down
a back alley going to take a short cut, when IT HAPPENED.

I had just passed into this area which had a wall adjacent to their place.
Once over it, I could spy on them without them even knowing. Well so much for
that plan. I had taken one step towards that wall, when down jumped two AK’s.
One was named Brenda and the other Diana. When I took a good luck at them, I
almost peed in my pants. Both gang members were at least 6 feet tall and
weighed about 185lbs. I was small in comparison. I was built for speed and
weighed in at 158lbs and measured 5'9". Now these chicks had some serious
muscle. I was a fan of female bodybuilders and had all the mags and vids back
at the clubhouse. Brenda looked to have at least 16" guns and her partner,
Diana must have measured 17.5". Given another time and circumstance, I would
have loved to fuck them, but now I anticipated being the one to get fucked and
not in a good way either.

As the two beautiful, sexy and lethal ladies looked me up and down, I heard
the blond Diane say, "Hey, he’s kinda cute maybe we should save him for
ourselves." The redhead, Brenda shook her head in the negative reminding her
friend," We can’t do that, you know the rule that Lady Victoria made, all
enemy prisoners must be turned over to the Gauntlet."Now what the fuck was a
Gauntlet?" I didn’t have a clue but it sounded bad, real bad. As I tried to
scamper over the wall, Diana grabbed me by my shirt collar and lifted me 5" in
the air." Goodnight, sweet Prince"

, she said with a really demeaning giggle . God I could see her arm grow
before my eyes as she effortlessly lifted me. Her buddy, Brenda warned, "Just
knock him out but save the fun for everyone back at the farm!" Now Brenda was
some piece of ass, not an ounce of fat on her, flowing curly red hair, green
eyes, and huge muscles. "Ok !", Diane said in a very disappointed voice. She
pulled back her arm slowly. I could see sweat stains on her shirt. The sleeves
were cut off and the heat from her radiated downwards in the form of sweat.
Her fist was so big, it hid my face. Just then BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! She hit me
perfectly on the jaw, not breaking, it but knocking me out easily. I did get
revenge because I sprayed blood all over her. Both women lifted me head to
feet and easily carried me to met their leader.

I slept for about 45 minutes and came to when ice water was thrown in my face.
My jaw was distended and caked, dried blood was all over me. I began to moan
from the intense pain. As my eyes refocused at last, I looked into the most
beautiful wet dream I had ever seen. I found out her name was Lady Victoria.
This Amazon was the leader of the gang. She stood 6'3", weighed 245lbs, had 7%
bf, 22" arms, 32"quads, a 40" DD chest, and a 48" lat spread. She had very
dark hair in several places....,on her head, under her arms, and probably her
bush too. Her face was amazing....perfect features, clear tanned skin, and a
perfect upturned nose.

Now any normal man, thinking about the deep shit he was in, would be thinking
about his options. Instead, I was creaming in my pants. Seeing this, LV smiled
and said, "See girls. I made this little worm come without even laying a hand
on him, and I can do that whenever I please." To prove her point she came up
real close to me and put her huge arm under my jaw, not touching it, but
damned close. She began to flex slowly, sexily, powerfully. In a bout one
minute I had shot my load again in my now goo-stained shorts. I could even
smell her underarms. She must have been working out or something cause they
had a powerful scent to them.

Victoria looked into my eyes and could see my fear as well. She knew it was
time to start to interrogate me....to find out why I was here, and what I was
planning to do. "Okay worm, you had your fun, now I will have mine. I hope you
resist a long time because I haven’t beaten a man to a pulp since that
weakling Willie, a while back. He broke real nice!" With that she hit me once
in the jaw to get my attention. She had many different punches depending upon
their desired effect and this one was designed to break some teeth. I heard
this shatter, like ivory was breaking or something and then my mind registered
the pain and soon I could feel my lips blow up like balloons. I spit out 12
teeth from that one punch. The blood shot up about 5 feet in the air as well.
Yet I was awake as Victoria wanted it that way.

All the Amazons came close and took turns examining the effects of the punch
because LV was the consummate master, oh excuse me Mistress. They lifted my
jaw and counted the spaces that were vacant and after each had a turn they
applauded. "So talk now you slimy piece of shit", I heard The Lady command. I
smiled with a semi toothless grin and flipped her the bird. She smiled and hit
me in my nose with a right hand. I saw bright lights and then I passed out. I
came to when Victoria started squeezing my nuts. "Lets see, I knocked out your
fucking teeth and broke your nose, Do you want I should break your balls too,
you simpleton?" Well this was too much and I proceeded to tell her the whole
plan, about me being the lure and the trap the Stompers had set. I began to
moan really loud from the beating she had given me, but LV and the others
needed to talk strategy in peace so she assigned Tangie, the newest member to
watch me. As she gave instruction to the 16 year old muscle woman face to
face, she never looked at me once. Yet the noise I was making was too much and
as she spoke to this young, nubile, powerhouse, her fist shot out and
connected with my jaw. This punch was designed to put me out and it did
instantaneously. Unfortunately for me, it dislocated my jaw as well. "Ok, if
he wakes up, KNOCK HIM OUT, that’s simple enough, Tangie. Keep him quiet!"
Then she was gone off to the other room to plan a counter move.

LV did good work and abt 18minutes later I began to stir and moan loudly.
Tangie walked over to me and flexed her 15.5" biceps in my face." If you kiss
them I will make it painless , I promise. If you are quiet I will only break
your jaw a little." I kissed and licked those young, hard, sinewy, vascular
arms for all I was worth. Satisfied, Tangie walked away for a minute and
toweled them off as blood had dripped all over them, obscuring their split
peaks. She rubbed her breasts, those young pert budding things against me and
smiled at my immediate penile response. She raised my jaw and cracked it with
a fierce uppercut. She had broken it on the left side and dropped my head down
unceremoniously. I was out again, this time with a broken jaw and 6 more
extracted teeth.

The Amazon planning session was a lengthy one, and Tangee knocked me out twice
more. By the time the meeting ended she had knocked out a total of 10 teeth
and had broken my jaw in 3 places. Victoria walked over to me and pulled my
head up by my sweat-soaked hair and examined me. "Great work, you are hereby
elevated to Warrior status, my young friend." Tangee was thrilled and all the
gang members congratulated her and gave her her own muscle band which she
proudly displayed on her pumped up right bicep.

Seeing no further need for me, Victoria called for all the Warriors to line up
in a Gauntlet. They had two equal lines facing each other. I was brought
around by sharp slaps to my battered jaw. Monique was one of the most muscular
Amazon bitch of them all. She slapped me just for fun until my ears were
ringing loudly like at St Patrick’s Cathedral welcoming Sunday Mass. Finally
awake, I was about to find out the answer to my question, when I was captured.
Do you remember what that was, dear reader? If you were following closely you
do!

LV addressed me like she would some lower functioning slug. "Ok walking blood
bank, you are going to have to walk down the Gauntlet. Each Warrior gets one
punch. Their job is to remold you so, when we take you downstairs to the
toilets, you will be used as one. First we have to see how much more
reconstruction is necessary." She called Margarita, the Amazon with the
biggest, hardest ass of them all. She instructed her to spread her big, round
delicious cheeks and see how much more my jaw had to be removed so that it
would hinge around her fragrant ass. Margarita bent down, and spread her
cheeks wide to accommodate my mouth. All could see that my mouth was too small
to fit. They realized that whatever teeth I had, would be knocked out, and my
jaw would be unhinged and flop around at their whim .I was raised up again and
passed from one amazing raw-powered breaking machine to another. Each Warrior
measured me for an exact punch. I was handed back and forth after the first
devastating blow from a Black Amazon named Delilah. Her punch broke my facial
bone by my cheek. She punched out my light as well. After 15 minutes I was a
bloody, pulpy about- to- be- used toilet. These women were so clever they even
syphoned off the blood that was shooting out from my face. They would sell it
thru a contact they had at the local Blood Bank.

To my credit, I lasted longer than my friend Willie. I made a good receptacle
for these huge women who ate frequently and drank gallons upon gallons of
water. I actually gained weight, now isn’t that a kick. In the end, my gang
was destroyed and each of my former friends got the same treatment I did. We
all ended up, and were used, in the same fashion by the most powerful women
called The Ass Kickers.