The interrogation (Part 1) by hero141 hero141@hotmail.com Two muscular beauties kill men for fun... A black limousine speeds through the deserted, nocturnal streets of a Los Angeles suburb. After an important meeting with his Japanese associates, Ronald O’Hara, the president of the media giant American Networks, returns home to his villa situated some 20 miles from the city’s center. Suddenly he is alarmed by two loud explosions. The limousine slows down and the driver-bodyguard decides to stop and check the situation to see what could have happened. A few moments later he informs O’Hara that two tires of the armor-plated car have been blown out – as if they have been pierced by shrapnel. In the dim light of the streetlamps the driver starts to repair the flat tires. O’Hara stays in the car – a bit agitated by the delay – and checks the contracts which he has concluded that evening. The street in which they are stranded, leaves an empty and filthy impression: lots of uninhabited houses, trash, graffiti, … Suddenly the driver is addressed by two women. Their smoothly lubricated muscle-packed bodies shine in the light of the streetlamps and leave nothing to the imagination: these broad-shouldered beauties have subjected their bodies to years of heavy weight-training with an amazing result. Besides both are dressed in a deeply cut, black latex simsuit, which is hardly able to cover their voluptuous breasts. The kinky leather boots with sharp and high heels make them the epitome of female dominance. The leather stretches over their extremely well-developed calves. The man is somewhat intimidated and doesn’t know what to think or how to react. One of the curvacious ladies – a stunning brunette – just flexes her incredibly mighty biceps and smiles. Her beautiful smile and her pearly white teeth generally immediately hypnotize the men she looks at. Her beauty is really astounding ! He almost doesn’t dare to watch the dazzling diva, but as he’s overwhelmed by desire he can’t stop glancing at her impressive cleavage. She knows all too well the impact her face and body have on members of the male sex, even before they come into action… – What’s the problem here, baby ? Do you need a hand ? The two sex bombs get behind the driver and one of them – sure enough – lends a hand: she rubs her hand with long and brightly colored nails over his crotch. He feels her huge bosom lying on his shoulders. – You’re O’Hara’s driver, aren’t you ? The man automatically nods – almost as in a dream – and doesn’t even try to hold back her hand from his crotch. He looks up and sees a few inches more of her erotic body in the kinky latex-outfit. He almost comes… He now notices her hard nipples pressing through the latex. – I am Bethany and this is Denise. We’re the bodyguards of Devon. She wants your boss to pay her a visit. She wants to ask him some questions. Can’t you fix the tires more quickly ? We don’t like to wait for our men, you know… When finishing this last sentence Denise bares her fantastic bosom: incredible, what a pair of breasts ! The perfectly shaped curves with rock-hard nipples give her body an extremely erotic aura and demand for attention. Attention she immediately gets, of course… The bewildered driver’s jaw drops open with surprise: what a body ! With legs wide apart Denise exposes her ghastly muscular body. She has the power to smash him stone-dead. – Do you like my boobs, baby ? Bethany feels that the driver is about to come when he sees Denise’s torso and rips off his pants. Before he knows it, he shoots his load on the busty curves of a sneering Denise. The muscular beauty takes his hand and makes him smear his semen over her glittering breasts… When he touches her tits with his trembling hand, she flirtingly looks at him and licks her sultry red lips with her wet tongue. He looks at her beautiful face, her prominent cheekbones and her dark eyes, hiding a immensely cruel and sadistic persona. A couple of seconds after his first orgasm his cock is filling itself with blood again. Meanwhile, Bethany is changing the tires in no time… – Hoho, I see you have a very strong appetite… Lick your fucking seed, baby! The driver looks at the musclebabe who puts on a pair of leather gloves. She stoops and he starts to lick his own seed… – I like you, baby… Have you ever had the to play with one of Devon’s bodyguards ? She violently puts her indexfinger in his ass. He squeals like a pig, but his cries are silenced as she smothers his face against her ample bosom. Very slowly she turns around her finger and her long nail causes terrible damage in his abdomen. She simply tears his intestines to pieces. The blood oozes from his anus over her muscular arm and biceps… – To be ass-fucked by a lady, while you lick your own cum… What do you think of that ? But demonic Denise doesn’t wait for an answer. – I’m going to remove my finger out of your stinking ass. If you even dare to make the smallest sound, I’m personally going to torture you and turn you into a fucking piece of waste. And I assure you: the pain you will experience, will be beyond endurance. As she tears loose her muscled arm, he drops to the ground – softly moaning. – I told you to shut up ! The curvacious bodybuildster pulverizes his kneecaps with her sharp spike heels. The smoothly lubricated muscles of her thighs gracefully contract as her stilettos smash in his knees. He can hear how the bones snap with an awful cracking sound. The blood drips down from the spike heels… His lower legs are completely numb ! He sees the dominant bodybuildster towering high above him, flexing her awesome muscle-packed body. Her muscle mass is unequaled and shines in the light of the streetlights. She now grabs him by the collar and lifts him up with one hand. Like he weighs nothing… The biceps double in volume, the veins flourish on her beautifully tanned body. He wants to scream, but the words – and especially the body – of the amazon make him keep quiet. Because he knows that she meant every word of what she said… Denise moves her wet tongue over his ear lobe and softly whispers in his ear: – That’s better, not a sound… You know that I’d love to kill you off very slowly. By the way, that’s what my boss ordered me to do: ‘Kill that driver and make him suffer like a pig !’ But that doesn’t have to happen so quickly… The driver has trouble registering the words of the mighty muscled amazon: the pain is terrible. He has to bite his tongue not to utter a sound. He tastes his own sperm… – Kill the sucker, Denise ! And hurry up. Devon doesn’t like to wait, does she… It’s Bethany, who in the meantime has changed the tires. She has come closer and looks very impatient. The driver atempts the impossible and boldly tries to escape a horrible death: – If you two don’t let me go, I’ll scream so that O’Hara knows something’s wrong – if that isn’t already the case now… Bethany and Denise look on in amazement. Their muscled bodies immediately give him a crushing reply: their powerful muscle mass expands and before he is able to scream, Bethany has put her hand over his mouth. He struggles for his life, but Denise’s iron grip prevents him from moving. – So, and now prepare for your last and extremely painful moments, asshole ! Meet Bethany en Denise, the lethal and fit females. You’ll feel why. Hahaha! Bethany takes his legs and very slowly pulls them apart. Her incredible pectoral muscles grow to immense proportions during this tremendous feat of strength. His ligaments, muscles and veins are torn apart and are being ripped off with an awful sound. Until she stands before him in all her muscular glory with two bleeding pieces of leg in her hands ! Bethany laughs in his face. The piercings in her nipples tremble with orgastic pleasure. – There are only two things that make me come: sex and torturing men till they scream like fucking babies. Now you’ll get to know my second specialty. Denise has pushed her finger in his ass again and is ripping his abdomen completely open with her mighty fist. Blood pours from the open wound ! The brutal force of the two muscle-packed women is amazing and they know perfectly well what they are doing. Bethany’s nails disappear under his armpits and shatter both his shoulder joints. His mouth has been turned into a battlefield: his tongue has been sucked out and his jaws have been bitten and crushed. The mouth and nails of a sexy bodybuildster should not be underestimated. His face has changed into a bleeding mass and makes a soft gargling sound… Speaking or shouting is out of the question. Stunning Denise holds up the doomed man, while the other voluptuous brunette ruthlessly crashes her knee – time after time – in his crotch. His cock and balls are being crushed in his utterly destroyed abdomen. Blood sputters all around ! – It’s time you begin to feel real pain… Bethany takes the bottom of his ribcage in her hand and simply rips open his body from below ! His intestines splash on the ground… He looks straight into her beautiful eyes and sees how the sadistic babe enjoys every moment of it. She looks at him without pity or remorse. It is as if she is crushing an insignificant insect. He sees his own intestines on the ground. An unreal pain takes possession of him and he feels the life slowly flowing out of his body. Denise puts her thumbs in his eyesockets and demolishes very slowly his eyes ! Bethany takes the remaining bloody mass in her hands – and although he is almost clinical dead – and crushes his head against her well-developed breasts. Roaring with laughter she carelessly throws his lifeless remains in the garbage of the deserted street… – O’Hara would better open his mouth when he’s with Devon, because I feel like fucking his brains out… Both women jump into the car, lock it electronically and with screeching tires make their way to the headquarters. These are situated in a residential suburban area of Los Angeles in a spacious villa. Spacious is in fact an understatement: the villa is located in a country estate of some 100 square miles and is built with exclusive and very expensive materials. 150 rooms with butlers … When the two women open the door of the limousine they cause quite a stir: O’Hara looks at two elegantly dressed females in a silk black suit, which hides their magnificent bodies. – What happens here ? Where is my driver ? Whop are you ? Bethany calls one of the servants, orders him to park the car, take O’Hara to the lounge and offer him a drink. – Nothing is happening here, mister O’Hara. We just had an accident and when we saw your driver with his flat tire, we just asked him a ride home. He was so kind to help us out… A real gentleman. It’s a pity he got sick and he asks us to excuse him. In the meantime we invite you to accept a little token of our gratitude for your help. Will you excuse us for a moment, we would like to smarten ourselves up first… Very few men can resist the undeniable erotic aura of Bethany. Her attractive and sensual voice is like the call of the sirens. Her dark eyes twinkle and the fluttering of her eyelids take away all O’Hara’s doubts. A woman like this just claims attention… He humbly follows the servant into the monumental villa. Bethany and Denise disappear through the side entrance. (to be continued…)