MARLEENA BLASTS A NEW YORK MUGGER TO A BLOODY BRUISED WRECK
by Hamlet



Marleena and Christine gazed down at Their bruised and bloody victims who lay
unconscious on that New York sidewalk determined to give them even more
punishment. Mike was still grasping his testicles with one hand, as if he
could rub away the pain after the beating Marleena had given him. He was up on
his knees when Marleena lifted him up. How dare he threaten Her and Her
Daughter's Friend Christine with a knife! What was this term called 'mugging'
a word that did nor even exist in the Norselandic language?

She stepped around behind him and took his hair in Her hand. She straddled his
head from behind and began to apply the pressure in a standing head scissors.
She rubbed Herself on the back of his head as She continued to squeeze. The
compression on his skull, was very painful to Mike. Now he had pain in his
head to match the pain in his balls. He could feel what he thought were two
steel bands clamped around his ears, their vicelike grip causing tremendous
pain and causing him to be disoriented completely.

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!1

She released the head scissors as he slumped slumped to the pavement. She
reached down and hauled him to his feet.

"Now it's time for you to learn what happens to bad little boys that try to
cut Me!"

Marleena brought Her left fist around in a potent left hook.

WWHHOOCCKK!!!

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

It smashed into his right eye which immediately began to swell and close.
There was a big red splotch where Her fist had landed that would soon be a
lovely (to Her, anyway) black, purplish color. She could feel Herself heating
up again as She drew back Her right fist and smashed it at the centre of his
face.

CCRRUUNNCCHH!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

His nose went from being a Roman nose to a squashed pug that would never be
straight again. Blood spurted out in a stream and ran down his face to his
chest. His nose had been devastated by the big, hard knuckles of Her right
fist. It was now just a flattened lump of red tissue. He staggered back
several steps and sat down on his butt. She followed him and reached down and
grasped his shirt in both hands and yanked him to his feet.

Once again She cocked Her hammer of a right fist.

CCRRAAKKK!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

She rocketed it just under his right eye shattering the cheekbone. Marleena
was systematically changing his face to a unrecognizable mass of bleeding,
bruised and discolored flesh and broken bones.

"Pull a knife on Me will you, asshole. Call Me a Norsi bitch!!Try to cut Me
up, huh? I like My pretty face just the way it is, but I didn't like yours.
I've decided to completely rearrange it. I'm sure the results will be a vast
improvement. I'll show you your law of the jungle! Only the strong will
survive. I'll bet you didn't think that would be Me and not you!"

He was mumbling almost incoherently,

"PPlease, lady. Don't hurt me anymore. We were only trying to scare you, I
wasn't gonna cut you. Please don't hit me again."

"Too late, asshole! You should have thought of the consequences before you
pulled that knife!'

She held up Her fists and continued.

"You have been introduced you to Pain (She held up Her left fist) and
Suffering (She held up Her right fist)" She growled. She reached down for Mike
again. She got him to his feet and released him. He was weaving around in
front of Her. She brought Her left fist ripping up into his belly as hard as
She could possibly swing. The fearsome punch powered deep into his stomach and
jacknifed him in two. As his head snapped down as a reaction to the vicious
belly punch, She brought Her right fist up getting all the power of Her
awesome mighty body into it, to detonate like a bomb on his chin. The results
were spectacular.

KKKKRRRRAAAAKKKK!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!

His body immediately reversed direction with his head snapping so far back
that the top of his head looked like it touched his back. A spray of blood and
teeth exploded out of his mouth. His feet lifted off the ground as his entire
body sailed backward through the air to land in a heap several feet from the
spot from which Her fist made contact with his chin.

She held Her position on the follow-through of the punch with Her fist high
above her head. It had accelerated through the spot occupied by his chin and
finished high in the air above Her head. His chin had been blown apart by the
savage uppercut from the powerful Norse Woman. His mouth had been open when
the brutal punch had landed on his chin further adding to the destruction as
his teeth had been driven together.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Bits of broken teeth could be seen as blood poured from his mouth, and his
chin wiggled around like it was knocked completely loose from the rest of his
face. His right eye was now swollen completely shut, surrounded by bruised
purple flesh. and there was a sunken area that was a purplish, black colour
under his left eye where the cheekbone had been shattered and caved in by the
muscle Woman's heavy fist. His face was now a bloody, bruised wreck, as he lay
sprawled in an unconscious heap, battered and bleeding.

Christine went back to the unconscious Phil , grabbed him under the arms and
dragged him back in the alley to where Mike was laid out, the huge muscles of
Her legs, back, shoulders and arms flexing as She strained with the
unconscious Phil .She said.

"You need to go on a diet, slick. Also, I think that you might have gotten off
easier than your buddy over there, but belly punching fat slobs like you is
such fun." and pointed at Mike as though Phil could hear Her or see Mike.

Christine and Marleena realized again They had received a real sexual arousal
from the beating They had inflicted on the two muggers that evening.

"I understand now why some people say fighting is even better than sex with a
hunky Norse Man" Marleena thought.

Christine picked up Her purse, donned Her leather jacket, and walked to the
Dublin bar with Marleena.

As They entered the bar They looked down at Their leather gloved hands. There
was blood still caked on them, with Mike's blood from the destruction of his
face by Marleena's same hard knuckles. They made a quick detour to the women's
room to wash as much of the blood off as they could.

Marleena took a quick look outside the bar She saw the two muggers still laid
out on the pavement right where Christine and Her had left them, one with a
torn up belly, the other with a busted face. As She turned and headed once
more for the bar She took off Her gloves and looked down at Her still red
tinged knuckles and said to Christine.

"I don't think they will be trying to mug anyone else for a while! I guess
they found out that the strong will survive, but it was Us not them. I must
admit We had a lot of fun beating up those two bums!'

'I loved every minute of it Marleena. I must tell Mother all about it!'

'You were wonderful Darling! I'm sure You are the best fighter in your School
and your Teachers and Mother will be very proud of You!'

'As they say:

'THIS IS CERTAINLY THE CITY THAT NEVER SLEEPS!!!"

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