The Huntress by Sepp Sonntag seppsonntag@yahoo.com A Tale of Torture, Muscle and Mayhem starring Nicole Lewis, the "Bounty Huntress" Chapter One: The "Bail for the Bad Boys" Agency Imagine a woman looking like a mixture between Nicole Bass and Lesa Lewis, very tall with immense muscles on her body, stronger than most male Olympic powerlifters and with martial arts skills to rival those of Cynthia Rothrock or Bruce Lee. Imagine a woman who favors wearing black nylon stockings, pumps and leather dresses with long black hairs and the face of a fashion model. Imagine you skipped your date in court and now this woman is on your trail because she is the best female Bounty Hunter in the country. What would you do? If Frank McGee and his brother John had known about the Bounty Huntress before they had decided to make a run for it they would surely have thought twice about it. But listen to reason has never been the best characteristic of the "Geek Brothers", as they were called in the criminal world, because most of their criminal endeavours went ridiculously wrong, for instance when they tried to rob a bakery instead of a bank as they got the address wrong or when they tried to rob an old lady of her purse. But this old lady turned out to be a former wrestling star who then had her fun with the "Geek Brothers" before handing them over to the police. The judge who was drunk on the day of their hearing released the brothers on bail, which was a failure - this time in favor of the Geeks. This way the thought they could escape and avoid paying back the loan of the agency that had funded the bail money. Or so they thought. Charisma Jones who owned the "Bail for the Bad Boys" Agency had no intention to lose her money because of the Geek Brothers. But there was the problem that there were two escapees that had to be brought back to the court in time at once. No one of her male Bounty Hunters was up to this job, she was sure of that. As a result she had to acquire the services of the best Bounty Hunter in the country: Nicole Lewis, better known as "The Huntress". The Huntresses looks were stunning when she walked into the Bail for the Bad Boys agency, all of Charismaīs male employees started drooling and touching the insides of their trousers at once. The Huntress wore a long black leather coat that was partially opened so one could see long, muscular legs in nylon stockings, pumps and a mini-skirt. She also wore a muscle shirt that revealed a huge upper body, broad shoulders and big boobs. The Huntress knew of the effect she had on Charismaīs employees and relished in it. When she stood in front of Charismaīs office, she very slowly took off her coat revealing muscular arms with huge biceps. Realizing that this was too much for her male employees to bear, Charisma shouted out to them: "You have to go to a bathroom break! Now! Do as I command! And donīt come back until I say so! Go!" But the employees wouldnīt listen, there were four of them, so Charisma had to go to each of them grab them by their ears and lock them away in the bathroom where they could let of steam. "I am sorry, Huntress," she apologized, "but why do you have to taunt my employees that much every time you are come here to me?" "I am absolutely innocent," The Huntress said playfully listening to the noises that came out of the bathroom, "letīs cut to the chase then, I donīt have all day." "Ok." Charisma handed the file of the Geek Brothers over to The Huntress who looked at it closely. "These two shit-bags skipped bail. Bring them back in one piece, or should I better say in two pieces, so they I donīt lose my good money. Iīll pay your usual fee." "And ... ?" The Huntress said pointing a muscular arm towards the bathroom. Charisma sighed handed some keys over to The Huntress and left the agency. The Huntress slowly walked over to the bathroom and unlocked the door. Every one of the four males was masturbating. "Hey guys, leave something for good old Huntress! See I brought you all a presence." She held up some condoms. "Come out of there now and let me have some fun!" The four guys wanted to leave the room but every one of them was grabbed by The Huntress and thrown to the floor of the office. There they were waiting in anticipation. "Stay down there, guys and hold your erection." She then undressed each and every one of them and threw the condoms towards them. "Put those on. Now," she ordered. The four guys hurriedly obliged. They knew from their previous often painful but always-lustful experiences with The Huntress that it was better to follow every one of her commands to the point. "Now, you stand in a line." There the four of them stood like soldiers, but naked with an erected penis. The Huntress paraded in front of them like a general. "Oh boys," she said looking at their dicks packed in condoms, "I very much like the sight of flesh in latex." The four guys were slavering and trembling in anticipation when they watched the muscles bulge in long nylon clad legs with every step The Huntress took. "I just wanted to ask you something. How do you like my biceps today." She flexed her arms and showed them her cannonball biceps. One of the guys couldnīt stand it any longer and was about to break the line. "Stand back!" commanded The Huntress. Although the guy was all fired up he complied shivering and stepped back. The Huntress came close to him and took hold of his penis with one hand and with the other she slowly and gently touched the glans while she forced the guy down to his knees. That was enough for him to attain an orgasm after which he remained lying on the ground. The Huntress did the same to the other three guys and when finished put her coat back on and smiled looking at her victims. "Ok, guys that was enough for today. Have a nice day!" The door to the agency opened and Charisma entered looking bewildered at the four figures on the floor. "I hope you left everything intact on them. My slave.... ahem employees have something urgent to do for me, too, today." One of the guys moaned, in anticipation or awe, that was not clear to The Huntress. "You!" Charisma scowled. "Come here!" She grasped the poor guyīs penis with a strong hand that belonged to an arm that was nearly as muscular as the one of The Huntress. "You come with me in my office! Now! And you others go back to work!" She dragged him holding him with her penis grip inside her office and slammed the door. Shortly after that lustful male cries of agony came out that room. The Huntress left the Agency, took her car and sped towards "Joeīs Bar" a place where the Geek Brothers used to hang out hoping to find some clues there about their whereabouts. Chapter Two: "Joeīs Bar" As The Huntress arrived at Joeīs Bar she realized from the looks of it that it was the perfect hangout for small time criminals, wanna bee gangsters and second rate burglars - the right place to start the investigation. If anyone had a clue where the Geeks could be hiding he was to be found here, The Huntress thought when she entered the bar. There were ten men inside the bar, some were playing pool the others were just drinking or talking. But the talk went quiet as they males lay their eyes upon the amazon that had just come into their reclusive world. The Huntress acted as if she didnīt care. Apart from her height that was well above six feet three, there was nothing unusual to the unsuspecting eye, because she had closed her leather coat around her magnificent body hiding all amazonian muscle features. Ten pairs of eyes followed her as she walked towards the bartender. She took place on a seat at the bar. Nobody was speaking. Obviously they all took her for a female cop. "Give me a whisky, bartender." I have always wanted to say that line, The Huntress thought with a smile. Like in the old western movies. The bartender squirmed. "We donīt serve your kind here!" "What kind?" The Huntress inquired. "Cops who are about to ask too many questions." "Do you think I am a cop?" Out of the corner of her eye The Huntress saw the other nine men slowly coming towards her. "You could also wear a sign that says so," the bartender replied menacingly. The Huntress smiled. "Relax I am no cop." A man poked her from behind. "What are you then, big lady?" The Huntress turned around looking at the nine men who stood in a circle around her. Two were holding cues and one of them was throwing a billiard ball up and down. "I am a bounty hunter." The Huntress replied. "And I am looking for someone to tell me anything about the whereabouts of the Geek brothers." The men came threateningly close to her. The Huntress heard the bartender say: "You better leave now, Miss, while you still can. Nobody knows nothing about any Geeks. Isnīt that right fellows? But we know how to beat up bounty hunters if we must. So get out now!" The Huntress smiled at the men, which made them a little bit uneasy. She slid down from her seat and stood up towering at least one head over the largest man in front of her. One of them said: "Get out or we will make you!" The Huntress continued on smiling and walked towards the door, the men were following her; the bartender was glowing triumphantly. But The Huntress had no intention of leaving. All she wanted was to make sure there was somebody in here that knew where the Geeks were. And she thought she had seen a pair of knowing eyes. When she reached the door she turned towards the men and said in a smooth tone of voice: "This is your last chance guys, we can settle this all peacefully, tell me where to find the Geeks and Iīll leave this place and no one gets hurt." The men just laughed. "Yeahh, now beat it, bitch!" The Huntress took the shield on the glass door in her hands that said "Welcome, weīre open" and "Sorry we are closed" on the other side and turned the "Sorry" side towards the street so everyone thought the bar to be closed. Then she put a stool under the door handle, blocking the entrance. "What are you doing there?" the bartender shouted. "My job," The Huntress said and rapidly took off her leather coat showing all the startled men her mega-muscles. "Now look at this." She flexed her muscles. "Are you going to tell me now, where the Geeks are or shall put the shit out of you first?" Well, second rate criminals arenīt that smart so they tried to attack The Huntress shouting "Weīll finish you off you muscle bitch!" The Huntress only thought, now comes the saloon fighting part. Ten men against one woman. How unfair. For the men. The first attacker tried to hit The Huntress with his cue. But to his amazement The Huntress blocked the punch with her arm and the cue broke. She didnīt stop there punched the manīs head with a karate technique so that he fell down to the ground like a rock unconscious. The second one wasnīt that lucky, he tried to knife The Huntress, something this woman really despised of, so she blocked his attack, grabbed his arm twisted it until he let go off the knife and broke it. Still holding him she turned around and viciously kicked a third attackerīs groins that hard with the top of her pointed shoe that he yelled out in pain like a baby and fell to the floor whimpering. "You know I donīt like it when people try to put a knife in me," The Huntress said to the man she was still holding. "We will have a little chat about that later." She punched his stomach very hard and he fell to ground. All of that happened so quick the other men didnīt even have time to react. But now they realized they had made a fatal mistake. One guy tried to hit The Huntress with his fist, but she simply blocked his attack raising her arm. The male cried out in pain thinking he had hit a brick stone. The same time The Huntress kicked another attacker that fast and that hard that he flew against the wall. She grasped the neck of the one who had tried to hit her pulled his head down and simultanously brought her knee up and hit him in the face. Half of the men in the bar now where down and out, lying on the floor moaning. You could see the fear in the faces of the others. But even if they thought about giving up that would have been no use. Once The Huntress started a fight there was only one-way to end it: her way. "Whatīs up you cowards. Ainīt so tough anymore? Come on, I am just a small girl and you are five men." Three of them looked at each other and them stormed towards The Huntress, who shouted: "Yeahh, guys, thatīs the spirit." But the three of them didnīt get very far. The first was stopped by a kick to the groin. The other two who simultanously tried to hit The Huntress with her fists were also being stopped. The Huntress simply caught both of their fists in mid air and held them tight. The two men looked at each other in surprise and in fear as the muscles of The Huntress slowly started to clench and her hands put immense pressure on the fists of the pitiful men. "Well, well, well. What have we here?" The Huntress taunted. "Two strong men trying to hit a woman in the face. How rude. Iīll teach you some manners." Saying that The Huntress squeezed the fists of the men that much they cried out and went down to their knees. They tried to break free of the hold of The Huntress but to no avail, she only squeezed harder and harder until she broke the hands of the men. They both cried out again, begging her: "Please, let go. Pleaseeee, no stop, please!" The Huntress smiled her cruel smile, while looking at the bartender and the other man who hadnīt tried to attack her and stood in the corner of the bar, frightened. She saw with relish that the man standing next to the counter had peed his pants. "Well," she said, looking down at the two guys in front of her. "If you ask that politely." She let go off their hands and the two men breathed out relieved. "But come to think of it, I should make sure, you donīt try to hit a woman again for some time." She hit both of them with her nylon-clad knees in the faces and they both fell on her back lying next to each other. Then she let herself fall and landed with her left knee right on the balls of the guy lying on the left and with her right knee landed on the balls of the man lying on the right. Needless to say that the two males were screaming in pain. But that was not the end of it. The Huntress quickly grasped the unbroken hands of the males she knelt upon and quickly squeezed them until they were also broken. Before they could even scream this time, the mighty amazon jumped up and put both of them to sleep with hard kicks to their temples. She menacingly walked towards the bartender who raised his hands in protection. "Iīll come to you later," The Huntress said, grabbed his hair and smashed his face down on the counter - hard. She then stood in front of the last male, who had peed his pants. "Thatīs really disgusting. But I am sure you are the one who can tell me where to find the Geeks, I saw that in your eyes right when I mentioned their names." He stammered "Please, I .. I tell you everything." "Shut up!" The Huntress said so loud that she scared the guy and he peed his pants again. "You go into the bathroom now and clean yourself. Take your time. I have made sure there is no rear exit, so donīt think about escaping. When you are all cleaned up you will come back here - naked! Do you understand me?" The man shivered and said: "Yes maīm." "Now off you go while Iīll have some more fun with your buddies." She saw that most of the guys were lying on the ground moaning in pain and no immediate threat to her, but she had to make sure. So she took one, lifted him high above the ground and smashed him hard on the floor again, and again until he was unconscious. Another one she just stood up against the wall and used him as a body bag punching him using some good old boxing. But there wasnīt much fun because the guy fell down and out after just three punches. Then she grabbed two guys at once and put them into a headlock with her strong arms. The two guys were struggling and trying to escape the hold but the power of The Huntress was just too much for them. "Guys, guys, guys. You know you should do a little workout. Lift some weights. Do some exercising." She tightened her grip and the faces of the men turned red. "You know I havenīt even used a quarter of my power on you weaklings. May be I should demonstrate some more strength on you so you can experience the benefits of weight training. What do you say?" The sounds the tortured men made were barely audible but you could hear their fear as the pythonic arms of the amazon did their awful deed around their necks. "Did you say something? I canīt hear you." The Huntress taunted. But then it was over, her pythonic sleeper hold had worked and both were unconscious. "Nothing like a good sleeper hold," The Huntress said as she stepped over their bodies. Aside from the bartender and the man in the bathroom, two were left to be taken care of especially the one who had attacked The Huntress with a knife. The first one she disposed of with a high kick to the head after she had lifted him up. Then she stood towering over the one stupid enough to use a knife. He looked up at her, holding his broken arm, whining and crying, tears were running down his cheeks. "Please, I am so sorry, I didnīt mean to, please, donīt hurt me, please." "Ah, stop whining you little shit. Itīll be over soon. But was has to be done has to be done." She slapped his face real hard, grabbed him and laid him flat on a table. He was lying there looking up to the amazon, whimpering like a baby every ounce of manhood had left his body. The amazon took his head without mercy between her mighty thighs and squeezed his head so hard he couldnīt move an inch. Then she hit his stomach hard with her elbow and gave his balls three rapid karate chops. She grabbed his hair pulled his head out of her thighs a little bit so she could better squeeze his neck and did so until he was unconscious. Right in time as the man who had peed his pants stepped cautiously and naked out of the bathroom. "Ahhh, I see you are ready. Come and sit next to me at the bar. Bartender!" The Bartender slowly appeared behind the counter. The Huntress grabbed the naked man by his neck lifted him up and sat him on a seat next to her. "Bartender, now I would like to drink a whisky. And bring one for my friend, too." She was laying her huge arm around the naked manīs shoulder. "You are so tiny," she giggled. The bartender fearfully and carefully put two glasses of whiskey in front of his two "customers". "Whatīs your name, naked one? Uh, I just call you Naky. You donīt mind, do you?" "No, no." "Thatīs my Naky! Oh, please excuse me for just one moment, Naky, stay seated, I forgot something." She grabbed the bartender and pulled him right over the counter smashing him on the floor behind her. She didnīt even stand up but just turned around on her seat towards the bartender on the floor, first kicked his balls out of fun and then put him to sleep with a hard kick to his temples. Then she turned to face the naked man again. She looked him up and down. "Donīt start pissing again or you will make me really angry. You donīt want to make me angry, do you?" "No, no" "Drink your whiskey, Naky." He obliged and they both drank the whisky. "There is nothing like a good whisky after a good barroom fight, donīt you think so Naky?" "Uh, yes sure." "Now where were we? Uh, yes you were about to tell me what you know about the hiding place of the Geek brothers, werenīt you Naky." "Will you let me go then, if I tell you?" The Huntress cordially laid her arm around his shoulder and gently stroked Nakyīs cheeks. "Naky, Naky, thatīs not for you to decide, I guess." Saying that she slowly began to squeeze his neck using more and more force until the naked man moaned: "Stop, please, stop, Iīll tell you everything." She let go off him but left her muscular arm around his neck. "See, thatīs my Naky. Now talk." "They are hiding in the old Millerīs factory, the abandoned one outside town." She squeezed him a little bit. "Are you sure, Naky?" "Yes, yes, I would never lie to you, never." His eyes wandered up and down her muscular body stopping at her large breasts, she could sense that despite all the amzonian male bashing that she had administered on his comrades he was getting aroused. "Naky, you naughty boy. Look at your dick. Do I get you excited?" "Ye, ye, yes," he managed stammer. She smiled. "Tell me something. You were the only one who tried not to attack me, why is that?" "I, I sensed that you were a true amazon the moment you came through that door, and that we all were inferior to your powers." The Huntress smiled. "You know what, Naky, you just saved your butt." "Thank you, Mistress." "Donīt call me Mistress. Call me Huntress. Remember my name." "Yes, Huntress." The Huntress took a napkin from the counter, wrapped it around the erected penis of the naked man, stood up and walked with him to the door holding him on a "penis leash". She let go of him. "Bring my coat." "Yes, Huntress." He brought it to her and helped her put it on. "Uh, what a gentleman." She was about to leave, when Naky dropped to his knees. "Please, take me with you Huntress, please. I, I can help you with the Geek brothers, I could go on errands for you, I ... " "Shhhh, Naky. Be quiet." She gently caressed his head. "May be another time, if I need you, I know where to find you." Then she left leaving nine beaten men and one madly in love behind her. To be continued .... Next time you are going to read how The Huntress finds the Geek brothers and makes them their slaves and fights some mobsters who want to kill the Geeks. 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