Sandi Stone - Kevin's mistake 

Kevin tries to get revenge for Alex, but Sandi tears him apart


My name is Kevin. I was in the audience the night Sandi Stone destroyed 
my best friend Alex in the Society Of Unarmed Combat's first male-female 
fight. I visited him in the hospital the next day and he made me promise 
to avenge him. I told him that nothing would make me happier than to 
beat the bitch to a pulp. There was no problem arranging the fight 
because, as I was told, she wanted another victim. The battle was set 
for two weeks hence. I spent the time fine-tuning my 6'2" ,225lb body. I 
wanted to make sure that she got what was coming to her. 

The night of the fight arrived and we met in the center of the ring. 
While the referee was trying to explain the rules, I told her that she 
was dead meat. She laughed and said that she was glad that she could 
finally get her hands on someone my size. She said that all those other 
guys didn't give her any competition and that they couldn't take enough 
punishment. We went to our corners to prepare. She took off her robe. I 
had seen her against Alex and knew that she was built; but seeing her 
5'6" 165lb muscle packed body up close was still a shock. She looked as 
hard as steel. Alex told me about how powerful that her punches were and 
how much damage that they had done to him, so I decided I would keep the 
fight at long distance until I wore her down. Then I would pay her back 
for my friend. 

The bell rang for the first five minute round. The women in the crowd 
started their chant of Sandi...Sandi...Sandi. We circled each other, she 
trying to get in close, me trying to use my reach advantage. I kept 
using my jab, trying to set up a situation where I could get to her. She 
picked off most of them, but a few got through. They seemed to have no 
effect on her. I faked a straight left at her head. She raised her arms 
to protect her head. I kicked her as hard as I could in her ribs. She 
laughed as my foot bounced off of her muscular side. I punched her in 
the stomach, hard. She laughed again and put her hands on her hips, 
inviting me to hit her again. I rammed my knee straight into her gut  
with all of my strength The force of my blow made her step back, but 
other than that, there was no effect. I slammed several more shots into 
her body. I may as well have been hitting an army tank for all of the 
good they were doing. I could not damage her muscular frame. My best 
shots just bounced off of her. Her muscles were like armor plate, 
protecting her from harm. My confidence began to erode. I hit her with 
everything I had and she was standing there laughing in my face! 

I aimed a right at her face. She caught my fist in her hand and twisted 
it savagely. I let out a gasp and sank to my knees. She got behind me, 
holding my arm straight back behind me. She was still twisting it hard. 
The pain in my shoulder was tremendous from the torque of her hold. She 
put her other hand on my armpit and lifted my arm up higher. I let out a 
wail of pain. It felt like my arm was being pulled out of it's socket! 
Then she let go! "Come on prick, give me some competition " She snarled. 
I got up, massaging my hurt arm. She disdainfully turned her back on me. 
I ran over and got her in a full nelson. My right arm still hurt like 
hell, so I locked my fingers together on her neck. I tried to push her 
head down and lift her shoulders up to pressure the hold but, she was 
too strong! I could feel the rock hard muscles of her back and shoulders 
straining against my efforts to bend her. She kept her neck straight and 
her arms would not budge. I couldn't believe that any woman was this 
strong! She was solid steel. " Come on, you pathetic wimp! I can't 
believe how weak you are! " She suddenly lifted her arms up and brought 
them crashing down on mine. My weakened right arm couldn't take the 
pressure. I lost the hold. She flexed those big arms of hers and laughed 
at my inability to hold her. Her huge biceps looking like they were made 
of granite. The bell rang ending the round. She called to me " Play 
time's over limp dick. Get ready to hurt!" 

I went to my corner wondering how I was going to beat this Amazon. I had 
done everything I could to hurt her and all I got was my arm damaged 	The 
bell rang for round two. Sandi came out with a serious look in her eyes. 
I looked at her muscular body and began to feel fear. I realized, too 
late, that she was much too strong for me. I was sixty pounds heavier 
than her, but was no match for her tremendous muscular power. I knew 
that once this powerful Amazon got hold of me, that I was finished. I 
again tried jabbing to keep her off me. She ducked under my punch and 
drilled me with a punch to my midsection. It felt like I got hit with a 
club! I sank to my knees in pain. I coughed up some blood. Her one punch 
had broken something up inside of me. She got behind me and put me in 
her own full nelson. I was too dazed to fight her off. " This is how a 
Nelson works, punk. Feel what some REAL muscles can do! " She started to 
increase the pressure of the hold. My neck was pushed forward, my chin 
jammed into my chest. My shoulders were on fire. Her strength was 
incredible! " I'm going to bust you up. You're going to feel pain like 
you've never felt before." She kept up the terrible pressure of her 
hold. I could feel the muscles tearing in my shoulders. 

I was yelling in pain, helpless in her powerful grasp. " I like this 
hold " she said " I like to feel men's bodies breaking up because my arm 
strength." And what strength she had!  I fell to my knees as the 
tremendously strong girl kept up her savage assault on my body. She was 
laughing in sadistic delight as I started begging her for mercy. " 
Beg..Beg me! Beg me or I'll rip your shoulders off! " She snarled. I was 
no match for her brutal strength. Her hard muscles were tearing me 
apart. I was as weak as a kitten compared to this Amazon. " Oh God! Stop 
it please! You're too strong! I give! I give! "   

She gave me one more jolt of raw brute strength then released me. I fell 
to the canvas, unable to move. She looked down on me with a cruel smile 
on her beautiful face. "I'm just warming up. You haven't felt anything 
yet." She maneuvered me into a sitting position. My arms hung useless at 
my sides. She lifted me up from behind and laid me across her back. She 
walked around the ring with me in her back breaker hold. Her mighty arms 
were pulling down on my leg and neck, bending my back across her muscle 
ridged shoulders. I was screaming from the unbearable pain. I knew that 
she could snap me in two if she wanted. I could hear the women in the 
crowd cheering her as she paraded my helpless body in front of them. I 
was wailing in agony from the unendurable pain. She walked over to my 
corner and dumped me. " Get him on his feet. I'm not done yet. I've got 
a lot more in store for him." She told my manager. He asked her to call 
off the match. She didn't even bother to answer him. They worked on me 
for the rest of the round and the break. 

When the bell rang for round three, I managed to stagger out of my 
corner. My arms still weren't working and my back was on fire. I looked 
at her fearfully as she sauntered slowly over to me. " Hurt a little bit 
baby? Sandi hurting the big man? " She punched me in the ribs and drove 
me back into my corner. Blood shot out of my mouth . " Ooo! I bet that 
one hurt. Here, have another."  She drove another shot to the same place 
and I doubled over gagging. She laughed in delight as she saw how much 
damage her punches did to me. She grabbed me by the hair and drug me to 
the center of the ring. I couldn't take any more. I started begging her 
to stop. I was in too much pain. She was too strong for me. I was on my 
knees in front of her. She stood  above me, dominant and powerful. I put 
my head against her thigh. I could feel the steel of her muscles under 
her skin. They were so big, so hard, so strong. She grabbed me under my 
arms and curled my 225 lb. body to my feet without effort. Her big 
biceps stood out, rock hard with deep striations. They were massive, 
defined mountains of raw power. "Let's have some more fun, lover." She 
then grabbed my ruined right arm and twisted it behind me in a vicious 
hammer lock. 

I screamed in pain as the sadistic muscle-girl powered the hold. Her 
cruel laugh let me know that she was not done punishing me. " Remember 
Alex? Remember what happened next?" She then drove her left fist into my 
kidney, just as she had done to my friend. My insides felt like a bomb 
had gone off. " Oh God, No..Please! " I cried out in agony. As an 
answer, Sandi drilled me with four more crashing shots to the same spot. 
Each time one of her pile-driver shots struck me, I screamed in pain. 
She was feeding on my pain. The more I cried out, the more she wanted to 
punish me. Instinctively, I knew this. But, she was so strong, so 
vicious, that I could not help myself. "Baby, you're so weak compared to 
me its pitiful. You're no match for my power! All that you're good for 
is to be a punching bag. So, I'll use you as one!"  She threw me into 
the turnbuckle and began to pound my body with a series of punches of 
incredible ferocity. Her muscular body was covered in sweat as she beat 
me mercilessly. I cried out in agony as each of her power packed blows 
tore into my body. Blood was pouring out of my mouth as her sledgehammer 
punches tore up my insides. She kept a sadistic smile on her face as she 
saw my body breaking up because of her power. The women in the crowd 
were loving every minute of my torture. They were screaming in delight 
as the powerful sadist beat me to a pulp. She finally stopped her 
ferocious assault. I was slumped in the corner, unable to move. She 
lifted my battered body over her head. Every muscle in her body standing 
out in bold relief. She again paraded me around the ring. She slammed me 
to the canvas on my pain wracked back. I lay there, barely conscious. 
She straddled me. I looked up at her incredible frame. Her bare chest 
was covered in her sweat and my blood. She had given me the most 
terrible beating possible but, she was not through! She bent over and 
tore off my trunks. They ripped like they were made out of paper because 
of her power. She stood me up and propped me, naked, in the corner.  I 
was totally finished. Sandi had completely defeated me. She slapped me 
hard to bring me around. She ordered me to get on my knees before her. I 
complied. She flexed her massive biceps above my naked and battered form 
in victory.