INGRID PREPARES TO THRASH THE RINGLEADER OF THE THUGS by Hamlet The fight had ended with the total and complete victory at Volans Bar in Grantham England of Ingrid and the Bar Marshals over the thugs from the Bring Back the Tollemache Campaign and the English Defence League. The thugs lay sprawled across the car park all 19 of them lying in agony. Most of them would be cripples for the rest of their lives unable to walk properly or even move f and some would even soon be dead .This was the terrible penalty of being a thug or a gangster, that if you tried taking on a Norselander you would lose miserably and end up dead or a cripple for good! All that remained was for Ingrid to fight her enemy the ringleader of the BBTC Dave Nichols. She knew that she would beat him easily. She was determined to beat him in a fight absolutely senseless in front of the crowd. He would pay the full penalty of calling her a 'Norsi bitch'. No one says that and gets away with it! She would then take him into the Bar and thrash him mercilessly over the Whipping Block right in front of the customers, leaving his body all trussed up and his backside bleeding for all to see! Meanwhile Stephen was still in the Bar sitting next to Mina Ingrid's Papian slaveant who was now wet with excitement after watching the fight, especially the fights involving the Norse Men Lars and Erik. She could not wait to see her Mistress beat Dave Nichols to a pulp. She was so proud to be her slaveant! Meanwhile watching all this fighting had made Stephen hungry again. He went back to the enormous buffet for his third helping. This time he asked for whale meat with fries more salad and mayonnaise After today he did not think he could touch mayonnaise ever again! He also had his third glass of Volssons beer that was definitely going right to his head! He sat next to Mina again to watch the forthcoming fight on TV. Before the fight started Ingrid made an announcement 'Ladies and gentlemen!' 'I hope you have enjoyed the fight so far I certainly have! It's been a magnificent display of Norselandic fighting skills and Gym Kata The English customers among you must realise that we are the strongest people in the world and that our fighting technique Gym Kata makes us invincible .5 of us have just beaten 19 thugs and we are all completely unscathed! Most of these thugs will soon be dead through internal injuries and blood loss I am sure you will all be pleased that they got exactly what they deserved!' 'I am about to take on the ringleader of the thugs Dave Nichols. I will of course beat him totally to a pulp for your enjoyment. After that I will take him to the Whipping Block in the middle of the bar where I intend to thrash him mercilessly!'. 'His naked bloody rump will be on display for you all to enjoy while we begin the Line Dancing again under Martha's Supervision. I hope you all have a rip-roaring time as the fun will go on all night! ' Ingrid moved forward to confront her enemy Dave Nichols .The 19 bodies of the thugs were piled on top of each other as if they were just a pile of rubbish .10 of the thugs were now almost dead while the remaining 9 would almost certainly spend the rest of their days as cripples. Judge Hedvika came forward to announce the forthcoming fight. 'Ladies and gentlemen the forthcoming fight will be between Ms Ingrid Rasmusson the Manager and Dave Nichols. The first one to win 6 rounds or the first to achieve a submission will be the winner! Ingrid will use Gym Kata while Nichols can use any weapon he likes.' 'Let Round One begin! ' Ingrid walked forwards him towering over him with her muscular strength over her opponent. He had already received a slapping from her and knew just how powerful she was. He had just seen 19 of his friends being beaten to a total bloody heap by these mighty Noreslanders. He was confronted also by a hostile crowd who would not let him escape. He knew he stood no chance as he stood the crowbar in hand. 'Right Dave why don't you attack me with that crowbar? Come on I can't wait! ' He stood there nervously holding the crowbar not knowing what to do. 'Look 'ere for gawd's sake why don't you let me go you win!' he said dreading the fate that awaited him. 'You coward!' shouted out one of the crowd. 'Well Dave it looks like they want you to fight too! ' He moved towards her nervously his hands shaking as he held the crowbar. She smiled as knew quite well his heart was not on it and he was going to lose miserably against her overwhelming superior power. 'Well Dave let's get this over with! 'she smiled. With one move her fist drove hard into his stomach. The whole crowd could hear the familiar sound of broken bone! CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!! He fell on the ground clutching his broken ribs. It was clear that her mighty fist had broken every single one of his ribs. Hedvika stepped forwards ROUND ONE TO INGRID!! 'NO MORE I SUBMIT! I SUBMIT! 'he bellowed. in agony She let him go as he rolled over screaming and crying for all he was worth. He had now lost the use of his testicles in addition to his ribs most of his teeth and his nose! Hedvika walked over to Ingrid and held her hand up high. VICTORY TO INGRID!! VILTIG TIL INGRID!! An almighty cheer went up from the crowd as once more they erupted into a wild patriotic frenzy waving Norselandic flags and shouting out 'WE LOVE YOU INGRID OUR HEROINE! ' 'VI ELSKER DEG INGRID VAAR HJELIN! Ingrid acknowledged the cheers. She then dragged Nichols up by the hair. 'Well Nichols the time has come to give you a damned good thrashing in front of all the customers. Let's go you bastard! ' With that she pulled him up from the ground in her leather gloved hand. 'PLEASE DON'T THRASH ME I'VE HAD ENOUGH! 'he bellowed absolutely terrified. 'You're getting 20 strokes Dave in front of all the customers I was going to give you 30 but I've decided to show you mercy! ' She then put a dog collar around his neck and dragged him to the bar to a standing ovation from all the customers. She looked so impressive while Nichols looked so wretched. She carried on dragging him into the bar by the dog collar as he carried on groaning in pain. A loud cheer went up from the crowd as she pulled him towards the Whipping Block. 'WE LOVE YOU INGRID! BEAT HIM TO A BLOODY PULP! 'they screamed in pure joy! 'VI ELSKER DEG INGRID VAAR INGRID SLA HAM TIL EN BLODT MASSA! Ingrid then threw him right over the Whipping Block. At the other end Hilda, the Associate Manager had him tied down securely with rubber straps holding him hard by the hair in her leather gloved hands. Ingrid then made an announcement to the customers 'Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you have enjoyed the fight so far. We will be open all night so make sure you all have a really rip roaring and wonderful time!' 'I will now give you a display of Thrashing. This bastard is about to get 20 strokes of the cane right across his naked rump. He has deserved every single one of them. In fact, I was going to give him 30 strokes, so I have shown him mercy.' 'You must all believe that he gets what he deserves. If I see any of you showing any sympathy for him, you will be thrashed too! At the end he will almost certainly be half dead. Don't be squeamish about this. We Norselanders have the Death Penalty and have no compunction about putting criminals to death especially oslamders. In fact, we are incredibly happy to rid the world of vermin! ' 'You must carry on enjoying yourselves eating and drinking while I inflict the punishment. Remember English licensing laws do not apply here so you must stay up all night. In fact, after 2 AM the doors will all be locked so there is no escape! You will have to spend the night at Votans! ' 'You must stay here and enjoy yourselves. I know you English are so much weaker than us Norselanders and do not have our stamina but I expect you to be able to stay up all night and enjoy yourselves when we enjoy ourselves. We do it properly. We do not leave the bar at 11 PM like you English wimps! 'One final word of warning -no drunkenness! A tab is kept behind the bar and if I see anyone drunk you will be over the Whipping Block too andyou will be thrashed to sober you up! 'After this there will be more Line Dancing.You will dance until you drop! ' She turned her attention to Nichols who was now shaking with terror as he lay over the Whipping Block. 'Right Nichols you bastard, you will count every stroke, or you will get it again. You are being punished for your crimes. You are an evil thug andI don't care if I kill neasrly kill you! Your naked rump is now being exposed to over 1000 people for their enjoyment. and this will be relayed over the country Hold still and count every single stroke Do you understand?' Yes Madam' he groaned as he lay right over the Whipping Block. 'LET THE THRASHING BEGIN! ' TO BE CONTINUED Any comments to norselandic@hotmail.com