WARNING: This story contains nudity, extreme graphic violence, rape and other perversities. It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature adults, over the age of twenty-one.

Author's Note: Certain attitudes and prejudices, presented herein, are not  those of the author, but were widespread during, the era, and in the milieu, portrayed.


Dragon Ladies. Part 2.
By
GW
(gwalb@nycap.rr.com or gwalb@yahoo.com)

Yetta Sweets tied in a soundproofed cage, watched in horror a the stocky Japanese woman, Namasui ruthlessly thrashed her idol. How could anyone do this to the always victorious Wonder Warrior?



Before Yetta's horrified eyes, Namasui swiftly resumed her relentless destruction of the Amazon champion, long thought invincible.







Unbound by American notions of sportsmanship, Namasui ruthlessly punished her reeling foe.



In desperate straits, unable to concentrate her incredible powers effectively, or counter the terrible blows to head and body, it was only her marvelously impressive physique and gallant courage, that kept Wonder Warrior on her feet.







Namasui proved equally adept at inflicting punishment with her large feet, complementing her damaging punches, with deadly kicks.







Physical resilience has its limitations, despite her limitless courage, Wonder Warrior's fantastic resilience failed at last. Her eyes glazed, and her arms dropped powerlessly. Namasui paused knowingly, watching impassively.



As Namasui anticipated, Wonder Warrior swayed from aside to side a moment, and then with a little moan, toppled to her knees. The Dragon Lady would have been within her rights to start the timer, but she hesitated, sadistically enjoying the spectacle of the enemy nation's most revered heroine being savagely and humiliatingly beaten.



All too willing to prolong her triumph, Namasui grabbed her groggy foe by the hair and roughly shook her head from side to side, to rouse her.



Finally seeing a spark of  awareness in her foe's pain-dulled, blue yes, the dwarfish Sumo wrestler savagely propelled Wonder Warrior to her feet, with a vicious demeaning insolence.



By the time Namasui got her on her feet, Wonder Warrior was fully awake, though still trembling in shock, and horrified by her foe's despicable tactic.


A badly battered Amazon Champion, unaccountably facing her first defeat, wavered in a seeming trance, quivering in pain. The diabolical, ultra high pitched sonic waves continued to agonizingly bombard her senses. Uncertain of the means, she only knew the Dragon Lady had unleashed some terrible, unseen force to temporarily neutralize her near miraculous, Amazon abilities.  As Namasui reached for her again, Wonder Warrior experienced a sudden unprecedented dread of a foe's brutality.


Grasping her now defenseless foe in a brutal bear hug, Namasui lifted Wonder Warrior's large formidable body clear of the floor. Wonder Warrior gasped in alarm. The helpless Amazon's futile struggles were no more than an inconsequential annoyance, that only amused Namasui.


Namasui'e apelike arms tightened inexorably, crushing Wonder Warrior's battered middle, with intensely painful, frightening pressure.


Caught in the bear trap of Namasui's mighty arms, Wonder Warrior wriggled in feeble desperation. The terrible, relentless pounding in her head negated all possibility of resistance, leaving her remorseless foe free to squeeze the life from her. Wonder Warrior had faced many appalling dangers before today. She had been in many perilously tight spots, that would have overwhelmed a lesser being, yet undaunted, she always emerged victorious. But no other foe ever reduced her to such horrifying helplessness, awakening in her shapely bosom fears she never knew.



The awful pulverizing pressure inevitably took its toll on the gallant Amazon Princess. Her glazed eyes rolled, and her magnificent body slumped limply, dangling powerlessly from the dwarf's tree like arms.


A disillusioned Yetta half turned away. A worshiper of strength and success, she had little sympathy for weakness and defeat. Yetta had never rooted for an underdog in her life! Unsympathetically, Yetta wondered if her extravagant reverence for the mighty Amazon Heroine had been misplaced!  Was her revered heroine a weakling doomed to defeat? Yetta feared the answer!


Namasui loosened her arms, and dropped her nearly unconscious foe. Wonder Warrior, unknowingly stumbled in a half circle.

Namasui caught her disoriented foe from behind, gripping her luxuriant ebony hair in both hands. She wrenched Wonder Warrior from side to side, triumphantly twirling her about, as though the mighty Amazon was a rag doll, than effortlessly flung her to the floor.






End of Part 2.


Go on to Part 3.