TANYA VICTORIOUS YET AGAIN
by Hamlet



Big Jim glared up at her and said "Fuck you, bitch!" He spat a bloody wad of
spit and mucous at her.

Everyone watched in morbid fascination as the Blonde slowly drew back that
big, hard anvil of a right fist and smashed it straight down into his mouth.
The clearing was filled with the horrible sound of Big Jim's teeth breaking
under that muscle driven fist.

Twice more Tanya smashed that big, hard hammer into the now broken mouth of
the biker leader. His lips were ripped open and several teeth were knocked out
or broken

SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!

Big Jim was nothing if not stubborn. He tried to spit at her again, but all
that would come out was blood and parts of broken teeth. Tanya cocked her
deadly fist again, this time driving it just under his left eye. There was a
large red mark where her fist landed that would soon be a lovely black and
purple bruise. The eye was swelling shut, and from the way it was caved in the
cheekbone looked to be broken.

SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"I'll tell you what, big man. Either you eat my pussy right now or we'll have
another Gutting session. How would you like that?"

That pushed Big Jim over the edge. He couldn't stand even the thought of the
Blonde pounding those hard fists into his battered, wounded belly again.

"I-I'll do it. I-I'll do anything you say. Just leave my gut alone!

" PLEASSSEEEE!!!."

Tanya couldn't believe what she just heard. The big, tough, invincible biker
leader begging her not to hurt him anymore. The vicious leader had been
reduced to a battered bleeding hulk by a woman!

She nearly climaxed right there she was so excited.

Tanya unbuttoned her leather trousers and let them slide down exposing the
huge columns of muscle they had covered. Next her panties were lowered leaving
the blonde hair curling up between her legs exposed. It was soaking wet as
everyone could see.

Tanya lowered herself until she was seated on his chest. She reached over and

retrieved his discarded tee shirt and used it to wipe his face, removing the
blood, vomit, and parts of teeth from his beard.

When she had finished wiping she positioned her warm, wet, hungry snatch right
over his mouth and nose.

Big Jim began lapping unenthusiastically.

Tanya leaned down, "If you don't do better than that, I'll have to gut you
again after all!" she growled in his ear.

Big Jim immediately began using his tongue in ways he never thought he would.

Tanya could feel her climax building and began riding his face at a rapid
pace. Big Jim continued to use his tongue furiously to keep her from using
those big fists on his tender gut again. He knew he had lost the fight
miserably, lost face, and probably his position as leader but he didn't care.
He would do anything to avoid the Blonde and her brutal fists.

Tanya screamed as her orgasm hit, riding his face all the way to the end. She
got up without a word and pulled up her pants and trousers. Big Jim was
grovelling on the ground with her vaginal secretions now mixing with the blood
that was still coming from his demolished mouth.

Tanya got Big Jim to his feet. His pain racked body had a difficult time
staying up, so she had to hold him.

"I'm gonna finish you off now, tough guy. I love beating up bad asses like
you!"

A look of terror came over his face just as Tanya rocketed a brutal punch to
his abused gut. He would have fallen if she had not caught him again.

She wound up her right fist and unloaded a mammoth punch that crashed into his
jaw. Hard bone met hard fist and the bone gave way. His jawbone shattered as
her fist smashed in. He spun around and fell on his back, out cold.

SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

The fight was over, the biker leader battered, broken, and unconscious at the
feet of his Blonde conqueror. The Woman's eyes coldly circled the group.

"I expect all of you to keep your word." she said.

The Cheyenne Marauders were speechless. They still could not believe that this
beautiful Norselandic Woman had brutally destroyed their leader whom they
thought to be invincible.

Tanya moved quickly to the trees where the policeman was tied and cut him down
with Skank's knife which was still imbedded in the tree.

"Can you walk sweetheart?" she asked him.

"Yes, but not very fast." was the reply with a grimace that passed for a grin.

"What's your name?" Tanya questioned.

" John "he answered. "John Gove.".

"Well John , follow me as quickly as you can walk. Don't look anywhere except
straight ahead. I don't know how long these morons are going to wait before
somebody decides to try to stop us, so we're getting the hell out of here as
fast as we can. They're still in a bit of shock at what happened to Big Jim.
Let's get moving before they wake up."

Several of the bikers had gone over to the unconscious, broken body of their
leader. The damage inflicted by Tanya's savage fists was overwhelming. Both of
his lips were split and were swelling up like two sausages. Many of his teeth
were knocked out or broken off in his mouth. His cheekbone was sunken in,
probably broken, and his eye was swollen shut. The way his jaw was unhinged it
was shattered, broken probably in more than one place. There was noone to
assess the internal injuries done to his belly by her "Gutting", but from the
way he had been acting prior to being knocked out, it must be considerable.

When at last they looked up, the Woman and the cop were gone. They had reached
where Tanya had hidden the Hardanger, loaded Gove on, and taken off.

"We have to take a look at your injuries and call for help John. We need to
find a medical centre somewhere and a phone."

LET'S GO SWEETHEART!!

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TO BE CONTINUED