CHRISTINE AND MARLEENA BEAT TWO MUGGERS IN NEW YORK TO A BLOODY PULP by Hamlet Christine and Marleena were really refreshed after booking into the Amsterdam Inn in New York. They both felt so overjoyed They were away from the small town in Norseland They came from Lildestrom were almost nothing ever happened and were abroad for the first time in Their lives in the 'city that never slept'. They had left Their prisoner Graham in the hotel room all trussed up after shoving a hamburger down his throat they had ordered from room service. They would take him back to Oneonta in the morning where They planned to humiliate him in front of all his students! They decided to go for a drink first to the Dublin House Tap room that lay on 79th St three blocks away. The tourist information had read: 'This family run bar is popular among the 40+ crowd but still draws in a younger crowd with a hip jukebox and healthy pints of beer. With a bar and "tap" room (with neon blinking signs to guide your way), the Dublin House definitely has a comfortable family feel to it. There is also a back room perfect for dinning with larger groups.' They had also found out that it was overrun at night by the young inebriated and rowdy. After that They decided to visit a Dominican restaurant called Caf� Con leche in 80th .Their tourist guide had read. 'Meat, in myriad spicy forms, is what Caf� con Leche does best. We recommend the ground-beef empanadas, chuletas con mojo (pork chops with garlic sauce), and ropa vieja (Cuban-style shredded beef). Less-carnivorous eaters will like the camerones en mango (shrimp with mango sauce) or arroz con pollo (chicken and rice). If you're not on the wagon, order the delicious rum cake.' They both looked so stunning at They were dressed almost identically in black leather jackets leather skirts knee length boots with high heels and leather gloves that revealed Their gorgeous muscular bodies. They decided to walk the three blocks or so distance. It was pitch dark and the streets did not seem as well lit as in Norseland and there were no other pedestrians anywhere.People never seemed to walk anywhere in this country! They were about halfway there, passing an alley next to the pub when two men suddenly materialized from the inside the alley and stepped in front of Them. "Hey, blondies. How you doin where ya from you really are some size'" asked the bigger of the two. He appeared to be about six feet two or three inches and thin. His partner was just the opposite; he was short, only around five feet eight inches and was obviously overweight, looking like he would weigh well over 200 pounds. "We are doing well." Marleena answered. "We've had a long flight from Our Nation Norseland, and We are hungry. We are on Our way to the bar just down the block to get something to drink and something to eat so could you assholes get out of Our way!." "Well, now Norsi momma." the tall one continued. "I'm sorry to tell you that we are goin' to have to relieve you Norsis of the money that you were gonna use to buy your dinner. You see, it's the rule of the jungle, here in New York unlike in that f---g broad dominated country you come from. Only the strong survive, and I'm afraid that's us, not you Norsi bitches. We need your money. Hand over your purses and we won't hurt you. We know you Norsis are rich and you have plenty of money!' Phil over there has a mean temper and you don't want to piss him off." "Frankly, I don't care if he gets pissed off or pissed on, We are not giving you Our purses. Now get out of Our way and let Us pass and We don't like to be called Norsis either!" Marleena replied to the tall man.though She was even taller Phil spoke up, "Mike , this is the most disrespectful bitch that we have run across in a long time. I think she needs us to teach her a lesson in manners, how to be respectful to fine gentlemen like us and f==k off back to Norseland if she doesn't like it here. We need to pull down those leather skirts and take what's inside along with all of her money, of course. I'll bet she could really give us a ride with those Norsi big legs." Marleena could feel the adrenalin starting to pump up Her muscles. She definitely was not going to give these two bozos Her hard earned money. She realized She had well over one thousand dollars in Her purse. The tall one whom Phil had called Mike, reached in his pocket and pulled out a switchblade knife. He popped out the blade which looked to be at least six inches long. He pointed the blade directly at Marleena and said, "Okay, Norsi bitch, hand it over and drop that leather skirt or I will cut you." "Well then shifted you better cut away because I'm not giving you My purse, much less anything else you Yankee pig! You donkeys will have to take it!" She replied. Mike started waving the knife around back and forth in front of Her face. "What if I just cut your tits off first, Norsi bitch. Then we'll take you and your money and your friend!" he said. Marleena instead of waiting for them to make the first move acted quickly. Her powerful right leg shot out and Her boot toe collided with Mike's wrist. He had been holding the knife very loosely as he waved it back and forth and his grip was not tight. It flew out of his hand and landed far back in the alley as his wrist broke with a loud snap. "Damn it, bitch! Now we'll just have to screw your brains out for that!" he snarled. "Screw this!" She replied. Again, Her heavily muscled booted leg drove Her foot forward, this time smashing directly into his groin. He moaned, grabbed his smashed testicles and collapsed to the pavement where he rolled around trying to get relief from the pain in his balls. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! Christine moved forwards and turned to his partner. "It looks like it's just you and Me, fat Yankee boy." She said to Phil. "If I were you," She continued "I'd get the hell out of here while you can still walk away. Stay here and mess with Me and you could get seriously hurt. I'm a Norse Girl and We don't take any shit!" Christine almost sensously removed Her Leather jacket revealing just Her tight leather bra. His eyes naturally gravitated to her breasts which filled out the black leather bra top very nicely. Then his eyes took in the rest of Her body. He gasped when he saw the bulging muscles on his intended victim. She was only16 but had the most incredible body .Christine smiled at him and flexed Her biceps. "Not exactly what you expected, is it?" She asked as mighty sized muscle pumped up on Her arms. "Bitch!" Phil suddenly charged at Christine , moving quicker than She thought possible, for his size. He tackled Her and they fell to the pavement in the alley. She managed to wrap both python-like legs around his head and started to turn on the power. As She squeezed with all of the strength She could muster, Phil thought his head would burst from the pressure of Her steely thighs. They were twenty six inches of rock hard muscle and Phil was suffering all the squeezing power that they could generate. He started to cry, the pain was so bad. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! All at once the pressure was gone as She loosened Her crushing head scissors. "That was part one," She said. "Part Two is next." Phil was not listening to Her, he was trying to get oriented from the dizziness caused by Her scissors cutting off the blood supply to his head. She lifted him from behind with both hands in his armpits. Her muscles bulged with the effort as She got him to his feet and turned him around to face Her. "Part Two is where I punish you for trying to rob Me and My Friend threatening Us with a knife. For your punishment I'm going pound your fat belly to hamburger meat." She told him. He was still disoriented and did not appear to hear Her. She shrugged and cocked Her right fist. She ripped it deep into his belly. OOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!! went Phil and he folded in half around Her invading fist. She shoved him erect again. This time Her left fist came smashing into his huge gut. TTTHHHUUUDDD!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! went Phil as Her fist penetrated even deeper that the first punch had. She repeated the sequence. TTHHUUMMPP!!! OOOOFFFF!! TTTHHHUUUDDD!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!! Again She stood him up. Phil was blubbering now, "PPPlease, lllady. DDon't hit me any more. I can't take it, in my gut. It hurts so bad!' PPPUUUUNNNHHH!!! His plea was cut off by Christine's hard right fist exploding in his gut once more. His belly felt like it was on fire. Hot shards of pain radiated out from where Her fists landed shot through his entire midsection. Her fists were like two mallets, smashing and tearing their way through his soft gut bruising tissue and causing extreme unbearable pain. TTHHUUDD OOOOFFFF!!, WWHHUUMMPP, OOAAAHHH!! TTHHUUMMPP!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!! WWHHOOMMPP!! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHH!!! She stopped the savage belly blasting and watched as he staggered around fighting to maintain his balance before starting to fall to the ground. She reached out and caught his shirt in both of Her strong hands to keep him on his feet. His guts felt like they were indeed being pounded into hamburger meat, as She had promised. He was in intense pain. Blood was dribbling down from his mouth over his chin from internal bruising Her smashing, ripping, fists had already caused. He was sure something inside his gut had been broken. She released him and calmly waited for him to stop wobbling around and placed both hands on his shoulders to steady him. This time She reached way back and down below Her knees with Her fist. She stepped into the punch getting everything Her powerful, muscular body had to give as She moved Her weight and turned Her hips and shoulders and even Her muscled waist to generate extra power to put into the terrible uppercut that buried Her fist almost up to Her elbow into his protruding gut. TTTTHHHHUUUUDDDDD!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!! Both of his feet lifted off the ground from the incredible punch. When his feet landed, his legs turned to jelly and could no longer support him. He had dropped first to his knees, then dropped forward on his face. He began to gurgle and then his poor broken ravaged stomach gave up. He gagged and sputtered as he vomited his guts out on to the pavement. When he finished he passed out, unconscious face down in his own puke. Dark red blood was leaking out of both sides of his mouth, from the internal damage Christine's rock hard fists had inflicted as She had ripped up his belly. His vomit was covered with red from the blood he was coughing up. She glanced over to Mike , seeing that Phil would be out of commission for a long, long while. IT'S YOUR TURN NEXT MARLEENA!!! Any comments to Norseland@hotmail.com