THE LAST, DEADLY ORGASM
By Kandor



	Claudia walked into the arena and the crowd went wild. The supermodel with 
the super long legs and incredibly deadly feet was well known throughout 
fighting circles as a woman with the skills and creative mind of a warrior.
	This day, she was facing Mondor, the biggest and strongest of the Tritley 
fighting stock, a tower of pure muscle and brawn, a man who had never lost a 
battle to man, woman or beast. He stood in the middle of the ring waiting for 
Claudia, nothing but a tiny jockstrap covering his hairy genitals. Claudia 
walked into the ring in her tiny g-string and sliver of a bikini top and smiled 
at him as she stretched in her corner. Mondor didn't move a muscle, just kept a 
wary eye on her feet; he'd been well versed in what to look out for.
	And so had Claudia. She knew the big man's weaknesses, the leading one of 
which was sex. He was blessed with the biggest cock in the valley and loved 
using it to please five or six different women a night. And she knew he had a 
thing for feet. She would use both factors to kill him. And she knew that if she 
could bring him to the point of orgasm, he would be putty in her hand.
	"Mmmmm, that's quite the package you have there, big man," Claudia cooed, 
sitting up on the top corner turnbuckle and crossing her long, silky legs, 
flashing her bare feet at him, the toes of which were painted scarlet red. "Mind 
showing it to me?"
	Mondor twitched, the meat of his huge cock stirring in his jock.
	"Let's fight," he said, going into a crouch and coming closer to Claudia.
	"Suit yourself," she sighed, turning her head to the side looking casual, 
hoping to lure him closer.
	It worked. The big man lurched forward to try grabbing Claudia off her 
perch. As he lunged, she calmly swung around to face him and lashed out with her 
feet, catching her toes in his eyes, driving the points of them deep into his 
sockets. He screamed in pain and staggered back, hands on his face over his 
eyes. The crowd screamed its approval.
	Claudia coolly jumped off the ropes and strode toward him, tongue in 
cheek, with a cocky swagger.
	"Take your hands away from your face, you pussy," she growled.
	"You cunt!" he screamed, taking his hands down and looking at her through 
squinty dyes. "I'll fucking kill you!"
	"Hardly," she said casually, looking at her nails and waiting for him to 
lunge again.
	Claudia did a quick drop to her back and extended her feet up, catching 
him square in the crotch. Putting her hands into his chest, she lifted up 
straight, his 340 pounds balanced at the end of her very strong legs, her feet 
crushing his nuts as she held him aloft. She'd pump her legs out straight every 
so often sending tremors of agony coursing through his flattened nuts until he 
screamed in agony.
	"Wow, you do have a big cock, I can feel it on my feet," she laughed up at 
him. "Do you like that? Do you like my feet on your cock like this? Hmmm?"
	Mondor groaned loudly, his burning eyes shut against the pain - and 
building pleasure as he felt Claudia's feet pulsate, vibrate and wiggle against 
his genitals. She did a few thrusts with him now, the long muscles in her 
slender thighs rippling with the effort. Smiling up at him, she felt his cock 
grow between her feet and now she worked her toes under the jock to pull the 
material away from his swelling member.
	With a quick thrust up, she punched Mondor up and away from her, banging 
him back to the ropes. He lay still, stunned from the working over, making it 
easy for Claudia to walk up to him and twist the ropes around his big arms, 
immobilizing him. Using his flexibility, she also spread his legs into a split, 
using the ropes to keep his legs wide apart, until now his entire huge body was 
suspended in the ropes, tied up like a Christmas goose.
	"Perfect," she hissed to herself, dropping to her knees before him.
	Mondor groaned with pleasure as Claudia tore off his jockstrap to reveal 
his thick, foot-long cock, which wasn't even hard yet. She moaned herself as she 
wrapped a slender hand around the massive base and started to jerk him, moaning 
louder still as she bent down and put her open mouth around the monstrous head, 
sucking his cock to life until it stretched to its full 15 inch length, the 
sheer width of it nearly the size of Claudia's pumping forearm. Mondor shut his 
eyes and half struggled against the bonds of his ropes, but succumbed to the 
incredible warmth of Claudia's sucking mouth and the vigorous milking motion of 
her hand. She pulled her mouth off his cock now and just jerked him hard, 
sitting between his legs and sliding her bent legs up until the tips of her toes 
tickled the underside of his huge, hairy nuts.
	"Come for me, baby, shoot me a big load," she growled, mauling his nuts 
now in her toes, opening them wide to take the hanging meat of them between her 
digits, squeezing the ball flesh, milking his nuts as she stroked his monster 
prick harder and harder.
	A huge dollop of pre-cum welled up in the eye of Mondor's meat and Claudia 
used it to lubricate her handjob. The meaty-wet sound of her hand flying around 
his 15-inch prong was rhythmic now, lulling the crowd to a hush as they listened 
to her jerk him off, and him moan in pain pleasure as she continued to crush his 
balls in her strong feet.
	"C.....coming...." he growled, his huge muscles tensing up as he struggled 
in the ropes.
	Claudia smiled and the crowd held its breath waiting for the expected 
eruption of Mondor come, which had in the past caused women to choke to death 
from its sheer volume. But suddenly Claudia's hand released the huge prick from 
her jerking embrace and she sat back, swinging her legs wide open and then 
slamming them together - using her feet like fleshy hammers to crush the jetting 
head of Mondor's huge cock.
	His eyes shot open wide and he looked down in time to see the shaft of his 
tremendous shaft flatten in the pounding feet of the beautiful supermodel, who 
was opening and closing her legs rapidly now, slamming her feet together harder 
and harder and pulverizing his proud cock to the point of fleshy uselessness. 
His orgasm quickly abated and the only thing coming out of his cock now was a 
billowing river or red as she destroyed his penis.
	"NNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!:" he screamed, his big muscles tense as he strained to 
pull himself from the ropes but could not.
	Claudia grunted loudly on each scissor kick, watching with orgasmic glee 
as her feet turned bright red in the froth of blood she was brutally bashing 
from his meat. When his cock hung dead and red, she stood up and delivered a 
series of incredibly hard upward kicks with her toes, driving his massacred ball 
meat back up into their tubes. His head lolled to one side at the end of the 
beating, unable to speak or even comprehend the pain she was putting him 
through. She would keep kicking him until the big man's body twitched in death 
about an hour later. He didn't die easily - but he did die at the feet of the 
leggy supermodel.
	The crowd never moved until the death unit came in to haul big Mondor 
away.