Revenge Is Sweet  
by GJ     



Dear Readers: This story is completely a work of fiction and any resemblance
to people living or dead, the names, locals and situations written in the
story are strictly coincidental. ENJOY!

The beautiful, muscular blonde walked down the deserted street with an
imperious manner. She could, for she could handle any situation easily. Why,
do you ask? Well for starters she had 17" biceps, 28" quads, a 45" chest and
with a body weight of 170 lbs with 6% bf, she got what she wanted. In addition
she was a real beauty with copper skin and perfect features. Some people
thought she resembled a famous American bodybuilder with the initials ES. She
was a champ at all forms of armed/unarmed combat as well.

Marissa( that was her name), was deep in thought since hearing the news that
her boyfriend, James had been savagely beaten by a gang, while he was taking a
run in the park. He was expected to live, but would require extensive
reconstruction to put him back together. Besides, he was no fighter. He was an
accountant. Marissa had always protected him from harm...that is up until now.
Well now was the time to take sweet revenge. Just thinking about it made her
wet. She cracked the knuckles in her huge fists with eager anticipation.

Turning into the park, Marissa constantly checked for any signs of trouble. So
far nothing except one couple making out. The puny guy was licking the biceps
of his muscular girl friend as she gave him a hand job. Shaking her head with
memories of doing the exact same thing for her ailing friend, Marissa
continued deeper into the park. There the shadows were magnified, the darkness
was extended and the creatures who lived within its boundaries made various
noises as the nocturnal ones were on the hunt for food.

Walking by the lake now, Marissa heard some noise...men talking. There were
five of them. As she got closer she saw immediately that they were not there
to discuss the latest book of the "Oprah Book Club".....no indeed. These were
well muscled bad guys out for no good. Marissa smiled with anticipation. She
began to plan her retaliation. It would be a lethal one.

Getting ready for action, took but a moment. Stripping down to her thong and
bra, and discarding her high heel shoes( which accented her 18" calves
perfectly), Marissa made her move. Luckily, the men started to move, looking
for "fresh meat". They were dirty, ill- kempt and very muscular . Marissa
picked her first victim. He separated from the rest of the pack and was
heading towards the band shell.

Following him was easy. He was so full of himself. Then he stopped near a
tree, to light up a cigarette. Marissa could see his pock-marked face and
noted his oily slicked back hair, with the aid of a street lamp nearby. He
sported a tat that read "Born to Kick Ass" on his right bicep. Marissa waited
for the right moment. She did not have long to wait. As he turned to rest
against a tree, lighting up a cigarette, Marissa found the weapon she had
hidden in the park the day before. She had a cache of them stashed throughout
the park.

Hefting the heavy bladed knife in her hand, she could see her right bicep peak
to a full 18". "Wow", she thought..............".I need to measure myself
again." The blade was constructed by her and it had a circular indentation on
its handle, a rather large one. Getting her victim's attention with, "Hey
jerkoff...smoking can be the death of you", he turned in the direction of the
unknown voice. Big mistake, for the blade caught him right under his chin,
pinning him against the tree. The hilt was buried completely in his neck. As
Marissa slowly walked towards her now very dead victim, his body separated
from his head, falling on dead knees . Remember the round indentation.... well
his head rolled off on to it. It stopped perfectly face up, as if watching the
killer woman , walk towards it. Then his body began to shoot a geyser of blood
up into the air, making a blood fountain. As Marissa passed him, she jibed
with, "Told you it was a bad habit, Mr. Head, hahaha." In several minutes, the
body had expelled all of its fluids, making the tree and surroundings nearby,
a grisly sight. Marissa continued on.

She did not have long to wait as she spotted two more likely victims coming
her way. Jumping up and taking hold of a nearby tree, she hung from her sinewy
thighs. They rippled with untold power. As the two losers passed underneath,
she heard them talking about the geek they had beaten to a pulp. They actually
described her boy friend. That infuriated her even more with red hot rage.
They would pay in blood.

As they came directly beneath her, Marissa snaked down and grabbed each on
under the neck with her huge, steel-like biceps. She then began to "hang" them
with her iron arms. Alarmed, initially they began to sputter as each peak
pressed into their jaw. Marissa began to flex them up and down, down and up.
First she heard cracking noises, and continued to bear down. Soon they made no
sounds at all.... well not exactly true. Swishing noises now began, like wet
bags of liquid were being squished. One more flex to each and they hung as
dead corpses. Marissa had compressed their heads which soon exploded outward
raining gore all over. Satisfied Marissa dropped the corpses and lithely
jumped down to the ground. She then pressed her feet on each pulped head and
pressing down slowly, she ground them into paste. Her hug calves dripped sweat
in the warm, humid air. It was then that she had an intense orgasm.

Taking a minute to come back to reality, she planned her next move. Listening
intently, Marissa waited patiently for the blood letting to continue. Five
minutes later, two men approached from the north. As they passed nearby,
Marissa stepped out from behind a rock and slammed their heads together,
effectively stunning them. That's when the real fun began. Walking seductively
over to one Hispanic looking dude, she lifted him up by his legs, one in each
huge arm. Turning to the other stunned man, she said, "Watch cause you will be
next, scumbag." Then she took her snared captive and began to bend his legs in
right angles to his knees. He began to scream and cry as his legs were snapped
at an impossible angle. Then she dropped him and went to work on the other
loser. Soon he too was whimpering and crying out as his legs were broken in
the same fashion as his downed friend.

Already spying the branches of a tall tree, Marissa lifted each legged-crushed
man and lifted them upward, admiring her huge biceps. They now sweating
profusely, dripping sweat down her peaks and hair-matted underarms. Then she
hung each man upside down using their legs to wrap around the branches of the
tree. They stayed put. Marissa began to slap each man hard enough to bring
them around, not to break anything. She would reserve her jaw-breaking fists
for that task.

Coming awake with a start, the men were disoriented, hanging in that position.
Marissa walked up to them and explained, " I need to hit something , so what
better than two speed bags at the same time. I am going to break every bone in
your face until you beg me to kill you...lets begin." Then she stepped back,
stretching her arms and shoulders and cracking her huge knuckles as before.
Now ready, she began hitting the men...but the really cool thing was that she
would hit the man on the right, then follow through with the same punch
hitting the man on the left. With one punch, she brok each man's jaw. She
continued with a punch from the other hand, breaking their jaws on the other
side. Soon they were dripping blood and teeth dust all over. Marissa continued
,breaking each nose, no that's not right, she destroyed each nose until each
hung by face strings. Red mucous was dripping from the holes, where those
organs had once been attached to their faces.

Unable to take any more pain, she heard her broken victims say, "Please put us
out of our misery. Kill us now!" Walking up to them, lifting a fist to each
non-face she taunted them with " Lick you pus and gore off my fists and I just
might." Each man screamed in excruciating pain, as they got each tongue
working. Finally after licking several minutes, Marissa's fists were perfectly
clean. Inspecting them for a hint of gore, she smiled at them and drove each
now clean fist into their faces demolishing what remained. Her fists actually
came out the back of their heads. They were just dripping dead-things now.
Marissa came again, this time with an even bigger orgasm.

It took longer for her to regain her composure but there she stood waiting for
the last man to appear. Shortly thereafter, she spotted him walking down the
trail in a very cautious manner. As he approached, he found the mutilated
bodies of his once-comrades. Looking around, he never saw Marissa come up from
behind him and grab him in a bear hug. As he struggled to no avail, his
muscular female killer began to squeeze with only a fraction of her power. He
could feels his ribs caving in like stays on a barrel, until.......he passed
out.

Waking several minutes later, he saw his Tormentress removing her sweaty
thong. Then she lifted him up to and slammed him against a tree and turning
shoved her ass in his face. Pressing in, he was effectively married to her
very sweaty, rank asshole. "Now clean me up, and I will kill you with this
creamy, delicious rump of mine", she cooed. Then laughing she farted in his
face and pressed against him harder. "Start cleaning, my private ass wipe,
after all one asshole for another, hahaha."

Soon she could feel his tongue begin to insert itself. First it cleaned her
cheeks and then reamed her until it was squeaky clean..... devoid of sweat and
other material. Then it began to plunge inside. Searching, licking, cleansing
until it was as fresh as a new morn shower. All the while, Marissa was moaning
and her juices were flowing. Then she pressed his entire face into her now
pristine ass as she bent over. Bending at her hips she began to punch her
trapped mugger in his stomach. "Oooops there goes your spleen, now your liver,
and now your intestine. The blows were coming so fast, her victim's stomach
was turned to a pulpy liquid. As she pressed down, his nose and mouth
smothered by her perfect cheeks, he bled internally. However it had no place
to go, since his mouth and nose was closed off. In a short while he drowned in
his own stomach gore. He stopped licking and she could hear his last breath.

Dropping her now blood pumping ass wipe, she came one final time , shaking
with a 5 minute orgasm. Walking to the lake, she jumped in, cleansing all the
gore that had accumulated on her body. Soon she was toweling off and changing
into fresh clothes that she had hidden near the lake. She felt she had avenged
the horrible beating of her lover. Also, she found she liked it..... a lot.

Walking to a nearby confection store, she ordered a strawberry gelato.
Strolling along she ate with relish realizing that Revenge Indeed Was Sweet.