MARCIA THE GHANAIAN GODDESS
by Hamlet
MARCIA AND SIREN BEGIN TO BEAT THEIR VICTIMS TO A BLOODY PULP


The next day Marcia slept in. She was staying at Her Friend Siren's house in
Beckton East London. She got up, dressed and had a hearty breakfast. Marcia
drove to the gym accompanied by Siren. They took advantage of the free workout
today. They worked together working Their arms, shoulders, and back. Marcia's
muscles bunched and rippled under Her skin as She pushed the iron. They both
worked curls with 50 pound dumbbells, kickbacks with 40's and shoulder presses
with 85's.

A lot of the men in the gym had stopped and were watching Them in awe. They
both worked up a good sweat during the workout, Their Black skins glistening
with perspiration. They showered and left, with many of the gym's occupants
still staring at Them as They left.

They ate a big lunch, knowing They could not eat again until that evening's
work was done.

They went back to Siren's house and took a nap. Marcia woke up at 4:30PM and
then woke up Siren. They carefully selected Their clothing for that evening.
Marcia wore a black leather halter top, and a black hot pants skirt. That left
Her big and muscular shoulders and arms exposed and showed off Her large
waistline as well. She put on three inch heels calf length boots. She had no
trouble doing this in heels, She could even run at a full sprint in them if
necessary. The heels made Her muscular thighs bunch and flex as She walked.
She was indeed an imposing figure as She prepared to leave.

Siren wore a leather studded collar tight latex trousers and knee length boots
with 7" heels wearing long tight latex gloves. She had a lithe imposing body
that was big and strong though of course not as big as Marcia's

Marcia got in Her car with Siren and drove to the bank where Catherine worked.
She did not have long to wait, as she exited the building and got in her car.
This time she drove straight to the gym again. Her routine was set, Marcia
thought. Catherine finished her workout, showered and drove to the West End
again. Once again she met Dave, and they headed for a different restaurant.

Marcia followed them, this time however She stayed in the car with Siren,
waiting for them to finish dinner and come out. About two hours later they
emerged from the restaurant.

Once more they strolled hand in hand toward the Thames. Marcia and Siren got
out of the car and followed them. "This place is perfect," Marcia thought.

She let Her thoughts turn to poor Stephen and what these two had done to him
Her lover, and She could feel a rage start to build inside Her, directed at
the two lovers.

Slowly They started to approach them. Marcia could feel the power surging
through Her body as did Siren too. Their anticipation began to build. They
could almost already feel Their fists smashing into their intended victims. As
They got within twenty yards of them, two men suddenly appeared . The men
stopped about fifty yards from Catherinre and Dave and sat by the river , and
threw their rocks into the water.

"Damn" thought Marcia. With Their dark skins and dark clothing They blended
into the shadows. Quickly They reversed Their path and went back to the car.
Knowing in advance where they would be going Marcia drove to Dave's ' s house.

She parked the car down the block, and They walked to the house and walked up
to the front door. It was locked. The only thing Marcia carried was a polaroid
camera. She noticed that the front light flooded most of the front yard with
light. After a trip around the house to make sure it was unoccupied, She took
a patio chair from the back and brought it around front. . She removed the
globe and unscrewed the light bulb, then replaced the globe.

Now the entire front yard was flooded with light, but it was moonlight. It was
bright enough for Marcia and Siren to see, but not bright enough to make
identification easy. They sat in the patio chair to wait. In about thirty
minutes, They saw two cars turn into the street and move toward Dave's house.
Both cars turned into the driveway, and pulled up to the garage, parking side
by side in front of the garage door. As they got out of the car, Marcia heard
Dave say "I thought I left the front light on. I guess the bulb burned out."

As they neared the front door they could see Marcia and Siren sitting in the
patio chair in front of them. They made no move to get up. Dave stopped a few
feet away from Marcia. "Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?"

Marcia smiled at him. "I have a present for you." She said.

"Are you Dave and Catherine?" She asked.

"Of course, we are. If You know this is my house, and then you must know who
we are. You are sure a dumb bitch." Dave said. Marcia stood up to Her full
imposing height. With the three inch heels She was 6 3", far taller him
especially with Her high heels.

I told you I have a present for you." She said. "Have you had dinner?" She
asked.

"Yes we have, but what does that have to do wi-AAAAAGGGHHH" he lost the rest
of his air with an explosive groan as She had stepped forward and drove Her
hard right fist deep in his belly. The vicious punch lifted him up in the air.
He appeared to be balanced on Her fist for a brief second before he crumpled
to the ground clutching his violated belly.

"That is from Stephen, and We are only getting started." She said to him in a
conversational tone.

Catherine turned and started to run. "Where are you going sweetheart" Siren
said and took off after her as Her victim. She caught her just before she
reached the cars and tackled her dragging both of them to the grass.

"Stephen included you in his gift, too" Siren said to her as She sat on her
gut. "Get off me you big ape!" Catherine shouted.

Ape was the wrong thing to call Siren . Slowly, deliberately She drew back Her
right fist. She could see the fear in Catherine's eyes as she struggled in
vain to unseat the big Black Woman.

"186 pounds of muscle, little girl."

Siren whispered to her. Catherine watched Siren's fist in morbid fascination.
She could see the bulge of Her biceps as Her big right arm held the fist
behind Her head.

"Now it's payback time for you, baby" Siren said. She sent that rock hard fist
crashing into Catherine's left eye. Her head snapped around to her right in
reaction to the punch. Siren had felt very solid contact as Her fist slammed
into Catherine's eye.

"Stephen said you gave her one of these" Siren said to her. The eye was
already swelling, and soon would be closed and discoloured. Now She loaded up
Her potent looking left fist. Once again Catherine could see the biceps swell
and bunch as Siren cocked that hard fist. She held it for just a second,
Letting her see what was coming. Fear and panic were reflected in Catherine's
good eye.

SSMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSHH!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

That powerful left fist made contact with her" right eye with a loud crack.
Catherine's head whipped to her left this time. Her right eye would match her
left, shortly. Both of them would be swollen shut and be colored black and
purple. Siren got to Her feet and locked the fingers of Her left hand in the
front of Catherine's dress so that she could not move an inch.

Siren could feel the bra underneath the dress. She locked Her fingers inside
it and lifted her to her feet with one quick pull. To Catherine, with all the
pain she was in, it was an amazing feat of strength. She was on her feet, but
Siren retained Her grip with Her left hand.

"Do you know why you are getting this?" Siren asked her. Annie did not answer.
"ANSWER ME!" She demanded and drove Her right fist into her belly.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFF!! went Catherine, and she started to gag. Siren
stepped back, and Catherine vomited up her expensive dinner onto the grass.

"One more for you, from Stephen." Siren said.

She brought Her left fist around in a picture perfect left hook which crashed
into Catherine's jaw. She went flying back in the air and landed on her back.
She was beyond feeling any more pain as she was out cold.

"Damn, I was just getting warmed up." Siren said looking down at the
unconscious woman lying in a bloody heap.

"UUUNNNHHHH" Marcia and Siren heard a moan coming from where Dave was still
rolling on the grass holding his stomach. Marcia walked slowly over to him.
She looked down at the man who was in obvious agony. He was clutching his
belly and still moaning in torment.

"I guess that was a pretty good punch." She said. "That was compliments of
Stephen , you two-timing scumbag! Now you are going to get the rest of your
beating."

'IT''S YOUR TURN NEXT YOU BASTARD! '

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