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Christopher Liams cried in shock as a nurse approached him to ready him for his daily bathing. Julie was a tall well built muscular nurse with some considerable muscle mass about her, and when Christopher got the feel of her powerful arms lifting him from his wheelchair he started to cry even louder. Two aides rushed to the sceene entering the bathing room after hearing the commotion to help Julie, but Julie seemed to have the situation under control with her replacing Christopher back into his chair; leaving him babbling of some nonsense of a powerfully strong teenage girl who had crippled him, and left him in his present condition.
Neither Julie, nor the two aides could make out the name of the girl that Christopher was babbling, Daria, Dawn, or Darlene? Well either name the importance to Julie, and the two aides seemed unimportant, as to believing a teenage girl could leave a man such as Christopher once was in his once fit physique in such a crippled condition. But to Mr Christopher Liams, his memories of Darla Steele, were painfully real, and the suffering he went through that day in the gym of Beaumont high at the hands, or should we say, from being engulfed bodily by Darla's powerful arms, that crushed his body as if he was just a weak shell of some kind, was very much present in his mind! Well the two aides that were there to hear of Christopher's babbling, and the unbelievable tale of such a power house of a teenage girl had let the words of Christopher's babbling out, and it had spread within' the city of Beaumont like a wild fire, and even keeping the local authorities on a patrol. But it wasn't long before the rumour died out to a slow fizzle, with even the law enforcement agency giving up on the idea that a teenage girl could be the cause of so many men left broken in parks, ballfields, and gyms. So with the idea of a teenage girl punishing men, then leaving their bodies maimed lying nearly left alive, the city of Beaumont lived on in peace not being threatened by such a rumour that is untill...
Two park policemen, elderly gentlemen were making their final walkthrough in the park making their last rounds of inspection before calling it a night; but little did they know a teenage girl by the name of Darla Steel was just making her way into the park from the rear entrance of it. With the way the older park policemen were heading, they were heading for some definate trouble, because Darla's mouth was watering for some man to punish, some weak little helpless man to beat down, and left outcold in pain, or worse yet for him left awake but with the inability to move due to his inability to breath properly from the ribs Darla had in mind to leave broken within' his pitiful weak body. Yes Darla was in for a treat as it was that these two park officers were well into their late sixties, and were quite small in stature compared to Darla, well even a fit young man that occupied the city of Beaumont was still no comparison to Darla Steele's incredible muscular structure.
Darla's blonde ponytail that hung lofitly from the back of her cute little head blowed lightly in the night breeze as she continued to press on with her stroll. or should we say with her prowling in the dark of the night through the city park in search of some weak little frail man to break. Darla's appearance was even more appealing on this night as she was wearing a pair of very short jett black sweatshorts that hugged her high on her hips, allowing the beauty of her powerful thighs to proceed from them. Darla had been working hard now on her legs while in the gym, taking excess babyfat off if there was any to take off in the first place, thus leaving the size of her thighs a luscious appearing of a full twentysix inches of well packed, and designed, of thick pulsating muscle. Darla's abs shown sharply below her soft pink sports t-top with her stomach being high in definition, giving her abdomen an astounding strong appearance. Darla's upperarms were incredible now just a little over sixteen inches, and if she was so polite to give you a bicep flexing pose, you would be thrown back into your chair if you were to see her bulging bi, grow, and peak into an incredible height. Darla displayed nothing but shear beauty, and that beauty could only be seen by someone who enjoyed seeing such a young girl as Darla was with her immense muscularity. Well most men couldn't deny the irresistable allurance of Darla Steel with her sporting such a young, and strong muscular body that displayed a pleasing overview of her mouth watering breasts that stood out proudly from her muscled layered chest. But some men who had lusted heavily after Darla's gorgeous structure paid a dear price for it, when experiencing, and suffering from the severe beating that Darla delivered out to their small, and frail bodies. Now Darla had another man to punish in mind, but to her treat tonight it was going to be two!
Jake, and Leslie, the two park officers were just about midway through the park proceeding to make their way through the last half of it, then proceed to clear out, and go on home after making their way back through then out of the park to their cars to go on home. Leslie is the gentleman who made mention of the blabbering, or rather the rumour he heard that had spread some time ago of a young teenage girl who left men crippled due to her size, and strength, and beating these men she left broken without mercy, to his friend Jake. But Jake was unbelieving, and thought Leslie as a fool for believing such nonsense, well his mind was about to change, and change from an uncoming experience up close, and personal with the same young girl that Leslie was speaking of but little did either of them know that her name was Darla Steele!
Jake then spotted a shadow, a figure of a young female making her way into the rose garden that was centered in the middle of the park's location. Jake made mention to Leslie of what he had seen, but Leslie after hearing Jake's description of the girl, and her size from what he detailed her out to appear like grew frightened, not wanting to proceed on into the rose garden with Jake to investigate his spotting of the girl. Do you blame him, maybe if your looking for a painful ribcrushing, but Leslie was no schmooo,, once having been taught a lesson by his young neice leaving him painfully sore after a playful wrestling match with her. " OK, " Jake said, " If you want to be a wimp about it, I'll go have a look see myself... hmmmppphhh... "
Jake proceeded on into the garden, and looked carefully, and cautiously about while pulling his nightstick out, seeing no trace of the girl that he spotted just a few moments ago, he was just about to brush the idea aside, and leave when suddenly as he was turning to make his exit he felt a fist slammed hard into the small of his back causing him to leave out a sharp cry of pain, " IIIeeeaaahhhgggGGG!!! " and forcing him to drop the nightstick he was carrying to the ground. Jake leaned heavily against the ground supporting himself with one arm, having his head lowered, and clutching his back in pain, and near tears as he tried to work out the sore discomfort in it. Darla wasted no time retrieving the nightsick from the ground, and postioned herself to the front of Jake, as he was slowly, and painfully rising to his feet. Jake stood in fear as he gazed up into the face of Darla's, with Darla holding the nightstick in front of her horizontially with each end of it in her hands. Darla then spoke as she looked down at the trembling older man, and said, " Now now now, little man, what do you suppose you were going to do with this little stick? You feeble little old men, do you need a weapon to deal with a little girl, sheeesssh what wimps! " Jake's eyes grew enormously wide as he watched Darla in fright, and in some tears as she began to bend the nightstick within' her hands, and he watched Darla's upperarms swell, and grow in size as she went through the process of disfiguring the nightstick into a twisted pretzel. " My Gawd little girl, how did you do that, that that that thing, is made of solid iron, with a layered coating of protective rubber about it! " Darla looked at Jake in his questioning her, and smiled at him, then said, " Thats a dumb question coming from someone who suppose to have the intelligence of a park security gaurd, but i will answer it for you, easily little man, and now your going to find out just what I can do to that weak pitiful little body of yours!
Leslie who was still outside of the rose garden standing aloof, and unaware of what was going on within' the garden, heard Jake scream his name in pain, " AAAIIIeeeaaahhhgggGGG!!! LESLIE HELP... NOO.. NOOO.. NOOOOOO... !!! " Leslie was hesitant to answer to Jake after hearing his skinraising scream, then decided to make his way into the rose garden with his nightstick drawn, then even grew more frightened when seeing Jake's figure being painfully twisted with his upper torso bowing backwards, and with Jake leaving out some last cries, as Darla held him tightly within' an incredible bearhug. Jake felt as though Darla was going to break him into, and could feel the incredible force of her still swelling, bulging biceps press sorely into the sides of his body. Jake's upper body jerked violently back in an excruciating painful way that seemed unnatural to his normal gaite, then he felt his spine giving into the compressure of Darla's powerful squeeze, then there were the horrible sounds of discs, dislocating, and cracking, and cartilege tearing away. A small shortlived scream escaped Jake's lips, then his upper body fell limp, on a backward swing, with Darla still clutching him tightly ,and still squeezing with some force. Leslie had seen enough, and then in his old age did away with fear as he tried to rescue Jake from Darla's grasp, but was obviously to late. Darla felt the blow of Leslie's nightstick hitting her across the back of her shoulder, then hearing Leslie scream in his feeble old voice, " PUT HIM DOWN, YOU BRUTE! " Leslie's fear grew, and more so than Darla's biceps ever could, as he hit Darla upon the back of her shoulder a second time nearly causing him to drop the nightstick in pain that it had caused to his grasping hand, due to the vibrating of it from bouncing from Darla's shoulder that was underlaid with an incredible ammount of muscle.
Darla then dropped Jake's near lifeless body to the ground letting it fall into a broken pile of male flesh, and bone to turn to Leslie who had dropped the nightstick in fear. Darla laughed heartily as she knelt to retrieve the fallen nightstick, and watched as Leslie turned, and take off into a slow pitiful sprint in an attempt to flea her. Darla then spoke outloud saying, " That's right old man run, run for you little pitiful life, because that's the only chance you have right now, run little man run, run as a rabbit in fear, because when I catch up with your sorry ass, that sorry ass of yours will belong to me, and this nightstick, now run, run as fast as you can! " Darla allowed Leslie to escape the garden as he panted hard in fear gasping, and gulping in air as he fled his tormentor, and trembling as he scurried along, all in the meantime crying, while tears proceeded to break forth from his eyes in heavy torrents!
Now remember the rose garden is centered within' the middle of the park, and is quite some distance to either gate, the front, or the back, giving Darla plenty of time, and at her own will when she saw fit to pull the old man Leslie into her captive, to where she was going to painfully deal with his aging bones.
Leslie paused for a moment trying to desperately catch his breath while leaning against the wall of the concession stand that was near the park's pool; with his head lowered, and gasping, as his tears splattered against the sidewalk he could hear Darla near as a huntress in search for his life. Darla knew Leslie was near, and taunted through him from a distance in the dark night saying, " I'm going to catch you old man, and when I do, I'm going to break your ass, do you hear me little man, I know you can because I know your near, and I can smell the scent of your fear, now come out, come out wherever you are, and don't even think that your going to make it home free... ! " Leslie began to panic as he heard Darla drawing nearer, and after regaining his composure some took off into another scamper fleeing in tears, and fright, as he continued his attempt to escape Darla Steele, but like Darla's punishing scissor holds about a man's body you could believe Leslie was not going to find any escape, not tonight, nor anytime soon!
Leslie was pleased, only because Darla allowed him to make it to the rear exit of the park. Leslie's sudden panic, and fear returned though as he realized that his car was parked in the front lot of the park, and the sudden realization came to him as he looked seeing nothing but a paved road that lead around the rear of the park with a small creek just beyond it. There was a large field just across the creek, and Leslie knew that he wouldn't have a chance in hell if he was to turn back to make his way through the park on a return trip to the front gate, then a good two walking blocks to the park's parking lot in which his car was parked in. So Leslie in deciding made the decision to wade across the knee high creek, and make his way through the opened field, and that was his decision, as he stepped into the chilly waters of the creek, in the October night. But little did he know was that Darla was shortly behind him being a very short distance from him.
Darla was in good eyeshot of her victim, and made herself unknown to Leslie, and proceeded to cross the creek before him, and waited patiently for her prey as he would make his exit to the other side, and ready himself for his trip across the opened grassy field.
Well Leslie's beginning of his trip was short lived as he stepped out of the chilling water with his pants soaked up to his knees with the chilling dampness of the creek's water; then suddenly, and as it seemed out of nowhere he felt a painful blow of his own nightstick take him sharply across the shin of his right leg,, CCCrrraaacccCCCKKK!!! The agonizing sound of bone breaking echoed throughout the silence of the night, and before Leslie could fall in pain to the ground another chilling, and sharp blow took him hard across his other leg as he was stumbling forward in pain crying, " IIIEEEeeeaaahhhGGG!!! " Darla Steele needed no weapon to punish this man but was delighting in watching the man grovel upon the ground in pain crying more so now than ever. Leslie tried to focus in on the surroundings around in as he looked painfully in tears that seemed salted heavily stinging his eyes, and cheeks that they burned their way down the sides of his face. " Pleaseee.. pleaseeeeee.. don't hurt meee... no more... pleaseee... ? "
Darla then knelt upon the old man's neck pinning his head to the ground with him facing, face first into the somewhat damp earth, and said to an old in his obvious fright, " Now it's time for some fun, well some fun for me I don't know how your going to feel about being raped by such a young girl, but I think you might enjoy this, " Leslie's fear grew even to a greater height as he felt Darla beginning to probe through the back of his pants, prodding him hard as if she was almost trying to insert the nightstick into his ass. Leslie cried releasing a fresh set of tears upon the present set that was still stinging his cheeks, " Pleaseee... pleaseeeeee... don't don't, I'm old enough to be you dad... " Darla in laughing returned to him saying, " My dad? More like my great grandpa, wouldn't you say? " Leslie's present fear now grew to a height where he was now babbling incoherently, as to where Darla couldn't understand him through his uncontrollable crying, and his unuderstandable form of speech, not growing annoyed but somewhat sexually aroused from Leslie's crying, trembling experience, Darla then rolled Leslie on his back, and positioned herself untop of him now straddling him across his lower part of his chest pinning him even more tightly to the ground with the force of her heavily muscled body.
Darla then spoke to Leslie saying while massaging one of her young ample breasts, with the nightstick, " Mmm... it turns me on sooo... to see a full grown grandpa cry like a little baby while such a young girl as myself is punishing him beneath her,,, mmm.. mmm... soooooo... turned on by your tears, and fear,,, yesss... so hott to see you tremble like a leaf beneath meee.. mmm... " Darla continued to stroke her breast lightly with the nightstick, then said, " Now we don't want the other one to get jealous do we? " Darla then moved the nightstick to her other breast, and began to please it as she did the first, as she peered down to Leslie as he watched her in puzzlement, tears, and fright. Darla then asked the Leslie, " Whats's your name mister, and just how old is that wrinkly little ass of yours,, hmmm... ? " Leslie looked up to Darla, almost too afraid to even speak, even after the initial shock of Darla's assaulting him had worn off some, but said in return to her question, " My my my, name is is, Leslie, Leslie Crowen. " Darla smile, then asked, " Now tell me just how old you are, old man, or have you forgotten that part of the question? " Darla asked, still massaging her breasts now alternating the strokes of the nightstick between her two pleasently shaped mounds of pleasure. " I'm i'm i'm, sixtynine years old mm.. mmm... missy, " Darla smiled once again at Leslie then said, " And that would make your wife an old bitty that had lost any will to fuck your old sorry ass, right? " Leslie's shock at Darla's line of questioning stilled him to silence, and Darla noticed it, but wasn't disturbed by it as she moaned releasing what seemed to be a few short orgasams escaping from between her well muscled thighs, and then said to Leslie, " So can your geriactric of a wife please you as I can, would you like a little taste of some teenage titty? " Darla asked. Leslie's eyes widened as he saw Darla pull the pink sports t-top from off her upper body exposing her breasts, with seeing in the light of the night her pink aureols, and the hardening of your young nipples in the very cool October air. " Yesss.. yesss... I just bet you would love mommy here, to stick one of these in your mouth wouldn't you old boy? " Darla carressed her one breast taking the end of the nightstick in a circling motion outlining the outer edge of her luscious aureol that was placed pleasently upon her young blossoms. Leslie tried to say something in return but his uncoming speech was muffled as Darla inserted the nightstick into his mouth making him to take a good three inches of it into it.
Darla then began to massage her breasts with her one free hand, and held the nightstick still inserted into Leslie's mouth, then in saying Darla told him, or rather demanded of him to start sucking on it, and to suck on it as if he was enjoying it. Leslie obeyed, and through his pain, and tears, and now feeling an incredible pain that was presently in his right leg grow to an even greater degree due to it being broken, he managed to suck the blackness of the nightstick, untill you would think that the damn thing was going to have its own orgasam. Darla allowed Leslie to please her nightstick as he sucked passionately upon it, hoping within' himself that it would end this way, and that Darla would end her hurting him by his inordinate obedience to her. But Darla grew more sexually aroused as she then lowered her now free hand from her exposed breasts to placing it between her thighs, and now beginning to brush her mound of moisture with slow deliberate strokes, while gyrating her hips while still seated upon Leslie's chest. Leslie couldn't speak as he was still administering a head job to Darla's nightstick, that she was now forcing deeper into his mouth. Leslie winched in pain due the the vibrating pain that was shooting throughout his broken leg, and then began gagging heavily upon the nightstick now as he felt its own punishing cruelty bouncing lightly off the back of his throat, as Darla began forcing it in, and out of his mouth with a menacing fucking his face action.
Tears streamed in torrents as Darla continued to bring herself to an orgasam, with her feeding Leslie the end of her nightstick, forcing him to suck on it like it was his own daddy's dick, and his humiliation was beyond enjoying any of this against what is against nature, type of a sexual assault upon him. Then his suffering of sucking upon the nightstick was over with Darla pulling the end of it free from his mouth creating a suction sound as it was being pulled free from his lips. Darla smiled pleasently, then said, " If you enjoyed that old man, just think of how much your going to enjoy me fucking you in your ass with this little black tool I have here in my hand, " She added as she waved the nightstick slowly in front of Leslie's face that had the expression of a very increasing horror etching itself painfully more so across his countenance.
" NOOO... PLEASEEE... DON'T DO THIS TO MEEEEEE... " Leslie cried as he found himself being thrown over a fallen tree that was well gone, and finding his pants being roughly stripped from his lower body.
Darla then said, " I told you little man, when I catch up with you that your old aging ass belongs to me, and this nightstick, now it's time for the real party to begin, so are you ready to rock with momma here? " Leslie was in too much pain, and fear, and his broken leg was throbbing heavily as he felt Darla spreading them wide, getting ready to make an obscene entry into his restricted area of his splitting legs. Darla positioned the nightstick between her muscular thighs trapping it tightly, and holding it solidly between her legs. Then Darla then lowered herself between Leslie's legs with him facing painfully down, and with Darla pressing herself downward as if lowering herself in a one arm pushup, with her having her one hand pressed heavily into his back, pinning himin a most punishing fashion onto the fallen tree that he was overlaid on.
Leslie tried hard to push the present nightmare from his suffering mind that was filled with agony as he gritted his teeth, trying to force the humility of his suffering from his mind as Darla was now finding an entrance into his ass, and forcing the head of her nightstick into it without mercy. Leslie in the next moment could of used something within' his mouth to bite down on, as Darla suddenly forced a good several more inches of her nightstick, in the deeper parts of his bowels. Leslie screamed in pain, and his horror continued a good part of the night with Darla stroking his inner sanctum of his ass with what started out with slow deliberate fucking strokes, now with a pounding speed of a man getting wildly assfucked, and raped by a young teenage girl that he was old enough to be a grandfather to, well to Darla a great grandfather to.
Darla finished Leslie up with a cresendo of punishing strokes, and then finished pulling the her nightstick free of his ass, and leaving a good portion of Leslie's incretement upon it, with large traces of blood intermingled with the dark brownish substance. Leslie laid slumped broken in tears over the long broken stump of the tree in more pain than he had ever suffered, and Leslie couldn't even recall a time when he was in the war on the frontlines, or in some cubby hole praying for his life that he would just return to the states with all of his limbs attached, if he had suffered any type of pain as he was now suffering while at the mercy of one, Darla Steele. Cruel, and sadistic is now the way you can desribe Darla Steele, as she forced Leslie to suck the end of the nightstick she had inserted into his ass untill there was no trace of the slightest hint that anything was upon it it. That Leslie did, and in the meanwhile, he grew deathly sick, as he finished going through the process of sucking Darla's nightstick clean of any incretement that was upon it.
Leslie then finished up his late night snack, and then he found Darla's forearm rippling with pulsating muscle wrap him from behind around his throat tightly, with Darla pulling him roughly upwards from behind, now having Leslie somewhat on his feet. Darla then locked her arm about his throat at her wrist, with her free hand having him from behind in a painful chokehold. Then Darla spoke whispering into Leslie's ear with her lips lightly touching its lobe, " Don't be afraid little old man, your agony, and your misery is about to end, and you won't have much to worry about when I put you painfully to sleep. "
Leslie eyes widened, and bulged outward as Darla worked her chokehold about his throat, administering pain then relief as she would leave up on him momentarily only to continue to take him through a world of pain. Leslie on this night was like an undying shadow, and a short lived flame on the end of a candle that was having trouble burning out. Leslie's eyes flickered in torment with Darla torking his neck with the choke, then she lowered him repositioning him into a side headlock, and began to throttle, and wrench his head, and neck painfully, making Leslie feel as if his head was about to explode a thousand different ways from a new millenium from off of his body. Leslie cried in pain, sobbing heavily as being in the bent position with his head feeling as if it was about to burst like a wild cherry bomb, and his back wasn't feeling anywhere close to feeling any better due to the painful position of being held bent over. The pain shot throughout his body racking it wildly with an agonizing torment that he now prayed for to end, and it would soon, as Leslie's tounge proceeded to protrude from his mouth, and swell, with a bluing covering his face, and a deathly pale white shadowing his countenance. Leslie's eyes seemed as if they were going to pop free from their sockets, with a slight trace of blood forcing its way from the corners of them, and a sharp burst cam bubbling from his nose, with traces of blood finding its way from the corners of his mouth with his tounge swelling even larger while turning from its natural colour to a deeping blue.
Leslie could barely hang on to any senses that he might be remaining in his tortured mind, that was racked with pain, as well as the pain that was still racking his tormented body, then suddenly he heard a million explosins go off in his head as if he was reliving his time in the war, then suddenly his long awaited darkness was welcomed as he entered a world of dark sleep, and one that he would spend the rest of the night in still feeling the pain surge throughout his body, in his rest of unpleasent discomfort. Darla dropped his near lifeless body over the fallen tree, and looked down at Leslie, as his broken frame laid slumping over the trunk. Darla cooed softly, and whispered to an old man who would never be set in his mind ever again, whispering, " Sleep now you old weezer, sleep tight, and fear even more if you should ever remember or have any trace to my description, because if you ever do you disgusting piece of shit, I'll litterly kill you painfully, and then you won't have a damn thing to worry about ever again! "
Jake, and Leslie were both found the next day, with Jake remembering the night before, and Darla's appearance, but not knowing exactly who she was suppressed her within' the dark corridors of his mind not wanting to recall anything of her ever again. Leslie on the other hand when treated in the hospital, came to a near death experience nearly suffering from a cerebral hemorage. Leslie's mind suffered terribaly. and the lack of oxygen due to Darla Steele's punishing torment left him with a big percentage of brain damage, and left him far from ever returning to his normal self, in fact in his speech he would only babble,, babble,,, and babble on...
The end, nearly for some!
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