Elderly prey!
by The " T.K.O Kidd "
Darla batters an elderly man, along with extending his misery .


Elderly prey !

Darla's hunger for the weaker men grows, now that she's finding it more
difficult to run into a man thats capable of giving her a challenge . Really a
challenge is what she wants, even though she delights in hearing the weaker,
and less endowed with physical strength, cry, scream, and beg for mercy, from
the release of the severe pain that she inflicts upon them while crushing them
between her punishing thighs . Darla still grows wet when reflecting back on
the man that she took in the park, and can't forget how turned on she got when
breaking his body, and hearing him scream in pain, as his ribs snapped
simultainously within his frail body .

Darla thought about the men in her city, and how rare it would be to find even
one that would come close to even beating her . " Weak pathetic men, is there
any man capable in this two horse town, willing to even accept a wrestling
challenge from me ? " Darla pondered some more on that question, and then as
she sat finishing up with her breakfast, she thought about the girls at
Beaumont high, and that most of the average sized girls in her school could
pulverize the male faculty in a wrestling contest, if such an event could be
set up . Why the school wasn't leaving a girl become part of the wrestling
team was beginning to bother her the more she thought about it, and now she
felt it was time to do something about the matter . Finishing up with her
toast, and juice, Darla's plan was to confront Mr Wanton, the sports
coordinater of the school about the matter of why girls weren't allowed to
join up on the boys wrestling team, and ask him if those rules could be
changed when school would leave out that day . Darla now was also entertaining
the thought of making him her next victim, if he would happen to be in
disagreement with her .

Darla then finished her breakfast, and then patted her full lips free of the
toast crumbs that lingered upon them . Its too bad some young teenage boy
hadn't got a taste of Darla's inviting perky little mouth . Darla was at the
age to start liking boys, maybe a little past the age, but Darla wasn't quite
there yet with feeling comfortable with guys her age, in fact Darla didn't
really care much about dating . What Darla enjoyed now in bieng the strong
girl of her school ? Was the pain, and punishiment that she could inflict on
her young male counterparts, and delighted even more that she was capable to
take a full grown man between the strength of her thighs, and squeeze him
until he became a man broken down in uncontrollable tears . The pleasure of
the oncoming orgasms that would be sent through her strong young body, when
hearing a man cry like a baby for release from her powerful thighs, and only
wanting out from between them thrilled her as nothing else would, and today
she just might get the thrill of a few orgasims after school .

Darla looked to the clock on the wall, growing impatient as it was nearing the
time for the final school bell that would release her from her natural history
class, and from school that day . Now soon Darla would be visiting Mr Wanton,
the sports cooridinator of the school .

" Finally, the bell, I never thought it would ring ! " Darla thought loudly to
herself . Now Darla was thinking that it was time for some fun, and to go play
with, Mr Wanton . Darla was now making some further plans to her already
devised idea of punishing the old geezer, and was now thinking it would be a
good idea if she could just stall long enough in his office, untill the coast
was clear, making sure that no one would be around to hear the old coot cry,
when introducing to his ribs, her python like thighs .

Darla when leaving her classroom, quickly made her way to the gym's lockerroom
entering the girls side of the lockeroom area . Darla then quickly undid the
combination lock of her locker, and retrieved her short black sweatshorts,
with her gray cutoff sweatshirt . Quickly Darla made her way into the chosen
garment that she picked out for herself, and dismissed her street clothing
back into her locker, locking it up before leaving, and heading off to Mr
Wanton's office .

As Darla walked the hallway within' the highschool, heading towards Mr
Wanton's office; she noticed that the halls were pretty much cleared out with
the greater majority of the students now gone . Darla was sure hoping that she
wouldn't have to spend much time in Mr Wanton's office, now changing her plans
a little . Darla decided that whether he would agree with her or not about
allowing girls on the wrestling team, that she was just going to show him how
strong a wrestling teen girl could be .

Darla tapped lightly on the office door that was tagged, " Mr Wanton, Athletic
Department's Sports Cooridinator office . " Which was the rule of the school
before entering in any faculties member's office . " Yes please come in, " an
elderly man said speaking softly, as Darla was in the process of entering
through Mr Wanton's office door . Mr Wanton was somewhat of a polite man, but
could be nasty as Darla heard him get while arguing with her gym instructor
one day during that course, being in her gym class . Mr Wanton was in his
early sixties, and he stood 5' 5", having gray thinning hair, and weighed
somewhere in between 145 lbs, and 160 lbs . For a man of his age Darla would
guess that he was in pretty good shape, being a stocky sort of guy with
somewhat of a solid frame . But Darla wasn't in the least worried in how he
was going to respond to her when it would come to her teaching him how good of
a wrestler she is . " Ooohhh... yesss... he just might be able to put up a
little struggle... " Darla thought to herself as she took a glance at his
small but burley sized forearms that was placed on his desk, while being
folded over each other . Mr Wanton's arms may of appeared small to Darla,
seeing how Darla was so much bigger, but compared to most of the boys in
school, and to most of the faculty members, along with several young male
teachers, his arms were well above the average size for a man of his height .
But if you think about it for a moment the man wouldn't last ten minutes in a
competitive wrestling match with Darla before she would have him screaming for
release, and mercy .

Some people would say at Darla's age she was freakish for being so tall, and
carrying around with her such a large, and muscular frame . But you see it ran
in Darla's Dad's side of the family being tall, and big boned . Darla's dad
was 6' 2" in bare feet, and all three of her Uncles, were nearly as tall, and
her Grandfather stood over 5' 10 . Now those guys knew a little bit more than
the average man about the working life, having come from out of Canada, with
them earning their way through life as lumber jacks . Darla's dad, as well as
her Uncle's were big, and built solid from having doing such work . Now maybe
you can see why Darla was such a big young gal . Darla began early in life at
the age of eleven years old when she first started working out with her
father's bench, and weights that he kept in the basement, and along with her
rigorous chores that were assigned to her boosted her achievements, in
becoming the young large muscular Darla that she is today, and yet she was
still a young fresh teen nearing her sophmore year of school .

Mr Wanton looked up from his desk as Darla stood there before him, and then
said asking, " Yes may I help you young lady, and please do tell me your name
? " Darla then pulled a chair that was sitting near Mr Wanton's desk, and sat
down directly in front of him . Mr Wanton looked at her somewhat surprised
seeing how the girl was making herself at home while in his office . Darla
then spoke to him saying, " Oh... my name is Darla, Darla Steele, " She said,
while standing up, and leaning in towards Mr Wanton, extending her hand to him
. Mr Wanton then took Darla's hand for the formal greeting of a handshake .
Darla tightened her hand about Mr Wanton's giving it a hard solid squeeze,
that brought a little expression of pain across his face . After Darla allowed
Mr Wanton to pull his hand from hers without any broken bones within' it, she
smiled at him sweetly, yet in a little cocky mannor . Mr Wanton returned her a
smile, as he shook his hand working some pain out that Darla so easily
instilled within' it, and told her, " So Darla do you realize your own
strength ? " Darla then giggle a little, and answered him, by saying, " Of
course I do you silly, and do you realize how weak, and puny of a man you are,
Mr Wanton ? "

Darla's question was one that Mr Wanton obviously didn't like, and returned to
her saying rather sharply, " Look little lady, you don't show me disrespect in
my office, what I have in mind is turning you over my knee, and giving you a
good span... " Darla spoke up quickly interrupting him, before he finished his
sentence, and said, " What, a good spanking ? Don't tell me your not one of
those perverts that get off with spanking little girls are you ? " Mr Wanton
sat there a little shocked from Darla's first impression that she was giving
to him, but restrained his anger towards her . Darla then smiled at him again
seeing that her cockiness, and teasing him, was beginning to disturb him some.
Instead of Mr Wanton, answering Darla's original question, he said to her
asking, " Now missy are you through with your little vulgar insults, and if
you are can you tell me just your reason for being here in my office ? " Darla
smiled, thinking within' herself, " Ohhh... yes I see that I'll be breaking me
another weakling here real soon like ! " Darla then answered Mr Wanton saying,
" Well pray tell please Mr Wanker... ooops I'm sorry its Mr Want-me isn't it,
nooo... thats not it I'm sorry, but I'm not that good at remembering names Mr
Wanton, heh ! by jove I think I've got it ! Really Mr Wanton, the real reason
I'm here is to ask you why girls aren't allowed on the boys wrestling team,
can you tell me why ? "

Mr Wanton was smiling within' himself; with him now beginning to enjoy Darla's
cocky little attitude, and was beginning to even like her some . But his ego
wasn't going to allow him to show that towards Darla, when he returned to her
saying, " Look girlie, your big, and your cute, but your attitude should of
been left outside in the hallway, before entering my office . Now the reason
for girls not being allowed on the boys wrestling team, or any boys team, is
that girls aren't built to compete against boys, besides girls wouldn't last a
season on a boys team, before wanting to return to their home education class
. " Mr Wanton in giving Darla his answer just may as well signed his hospital
bill after giving her the answer that he just gave her . Darla rose to her
feet, and was in no way happy with Mr Wanton's reason, or hearing him say in
so many words that a womans place is at home . Darla then brought both of her
hands dowm to his desk, and held herself steady there, leaning in towards him,
and said, " Now tell me Mr Wanton, do you really think for one minute that
there isn't a boy in this school, that I can't take, and turn his little ass
upside down, and give him a spanking he wouldn't soon forget ? "

Darla then smiled as if she was facing out towards a computer monitor, and
said softly, " Remember Kidd, variety ! "

Mr Wanton was angered at Darla's reaction, and reply, and he also stood, and
placed his hands on his side of the desk, and leaned in towards Darla, as she
was still leaning in towards him, and said, " Look missy, thats not the point,
our teams are made up with boys, its a boys team, and a boys sport, and its
going to stay that way for a very long time, and as long as I am around, it
isn't going too change, do I make myself perfectly clear to you, or is your
head as thick as your muscles are ? " Ohhh... my.. I'm seeing stars... Mr
Wanton better have some good medical coverage, because he's going to have a
BIGASS ! hospital bill now, and from the present conversation going on, Darla
will be sending him the bill !

Darla was just about on the verge of reaching over the desk to grab Mr Wanton
up, when he pulled himself back away from the desk, and made his way around it
to show Darla the way out of his office door; taking the lead to the door .
Suddenly, and without warning Darla snatched Mr Wanton up from behind taking
him into a fullnelson, and turned him in, and around towards his desk, and
from her side she slammed him down onto it hard as if a police officer was
making an arrest on a criminal, taking him over the hood of his cruiser .
Darla felt herself grow moist between her legs now having Mr Wanton in the
position, and her desire to hurt him more grew within' her . " AAAaaahhhggg !
! ! " Before Darla said anything, and before Mr Wanton, could say anything,
Darla drove her knee upwards into his ass taking his feet up from the floor,
and causing him to let out another cry . " AAAaaaiiieeeaaahhhggg ! ! ! " Darla
held him there down onto the desk forcing his head hard into it, while still
having him in the full nelson, and said, " Now Mr Wanton, your suppose to be a
smart man, now how do you suppose your going to get out of this one ? but to
tell the truth if you ask me, you don't have a brain one, and besides you
really are a weak little old man aren't you, and to tell you something more
this is turning me on just a bit... mmm... I'm going to love hearing you cry
little man . But you should really feel ashamed of your weak self letting a
little girl treat you so roughly ! "

Mr Wanton was certainly surprised, and scared by Darla's immense strength with
him being held to the desk, while having his face forced hard into it, by a
teenage girl who was applying a painful full nelson on him . Mr Wanton's hard
exteriour was broken quickly with him now whimpering some beneath Darla's
strength, and losing some tears in the process, he said whining, " Pleaseee...
Darla stop your hurting meee... " Darla then giggled, and said, " Ohhh..
gee... really ? Please Mr Wanton, you really are a sissy boy, aren't you ? But
hearing sissy boys cry really turn me on . Ooohhh... yes I feel myself growing
wetter please cry for me some more... I think I'm about to loose it between my
legs... mmm... yesss.... " In finishing, Darla drove her knee a second time up
into his ass, harder, causing him to cry even louder . " AAAIIIEEEHHHGGG ! ! !
"

Darla also let allow a little shrill of delight as if she just got off in her
short black sweats .

Darla then pulled Mr Wanton's head from off of the desk, still having him in
the fullnelson . Mr Wanton struggled feebly kicking his legs trying to break
free from Darla's grasp but failed miseralby . Darla then brought his fighting
to a stand still by forcing his head forward, and shoving his chin deep, and
hard into his chest; while standing with him . Tears began working there way
down his cheeks at a steady pace, as Mr Wanton's pain in his neck, and
shoulders grew at an intense rate . Mr Wanton, managed to squeek out pleading
for release, and as he cried he said weakly, " Pleaseee... your hurting
meee... " Darla said, while giggling more, " Ohhh... come.. on... Mr Wanton,
can't you take it like a man, and quit being such a big pussy about it ? Now I
want to hear a better reason why girls aren't allowed on the boys wrestling
team ? " Mr Wanton as stubborn as he was said through his pain, and tears
while clenching his teeth, " I told you Darla girls just couldn't hang in with
the boys, being on the same team... " The answer that Mr Wanton, gave Darla
was the wrong one, and Darla after hearing it began forcing Mr Wanton to his
knees slowly, while having him in the full nelson, then before taking him
completely to the floor she said, " How am I hanging now Mr Wanton, Girls
can't hang huh ? Well little man, you can take the whole team of boys on your
weak little wrestling team, and put them up against me, and you'll find out it
would be them that couldn't hang ! And me getting off from whipping their
little asses "

Mr Wanton was now tending to agree with Darla applying the hold to his head,
neck, and shoulders while forcing his face into the floor while she was
somewhat lying over his backside . Darla than began forcing Mr Wanton's tears
to flow more freely as she caused the pain to burn with in his neck, and
shoulders, like a searing hot branding iron . Darla pulled her huge arms, and
biceps inward towards the middle of his back while applying the full nelson,
bringing his weakening arms to the point of almost making contact with each
other while extended up above his back with his head, and face still forced
heavily into the wooden floor . Mr Wanton's arms felt as though Darla was
going to rip them both straight from out of their sockets, and as he felt the
pain within' them grow to the point where he couldn't stand it no more he
screamed out in tears crying for Darla to release him, " AAAIIIEEEHHHGGG ! ! !
pleaseee... pleaseee... Darla stoppp... I CAN'T TAKE NO MOOORE..! " Even
though Darla was angy, in punishing Mr Wanton, that stemmed from that anger;
she would allow herself to enjoy hearing him cry, and scream out in pain . She
began mocking him in his present misery, " Ohhh... boo.. hoo.. hoo... how does
the weak little man feel about getting all beat up by a young girl ? Gee... I
guess if you weren't such a little weakling Mr Wanton, this here wouldn't hurt
sooo.. much..! "

Mr Wanton screamed out even louder; with Darla forcing him arms together even
tighter, with pulling her arms in suddenly . AAAIIIEEEAAAIIIEEEAAAHHHGGG !!! "
Darla felt a thrill of excitement shoot through her loins, when hearing Mr
Wanton scream, and again she let out another pleasurable moan herself, "
Mmm... ohhh.. yesss... baby.. thats it scream loud for mommy . "

With Darla now growing tired of having Mr Wanton, in the present hold; decided
it was time to move on to another hold that would have him screaming, begging,
crying, and hurting, then released him from the fullnelson, allowing him arms
to drop limply to the floor to either side of him . Mr Wanton weakly rolled to
his side, and feebly pulled his arms inward hugging them, while crying out his
misery, and doing what he could to comfort the pain that was burning in his
arms . Then he began to plead with Darla in tears once again while rocking
from side to side, while laying on his side, whining, " pleaseee...
pleaseee... Darla stop... nooo.. moreee... I'm really hurt.. oooh.. it
hurts... sob.. snivel... sob.. sob... sniffle... " Mr Wanton continued to cry,
and choke in his tears, as Darla delightfully watched him, and then said to
him while sitting at his side while having her arms crossing her legs, " Oh..
if you think you hurt now little fella, you haven't felt nothing yet... tell
me Mr Wanton, how does Mrs Wanton, feel about being married to such a big
pussy... does she like being married to a weak little man.. that more than
likely couldn't keep a real woman satisfied in bed for five minutes, and more
than likely couldn't keep his feeble dick up, and hard for two minutes ? "

Darla allowed Mr Wanton to sob heavily for a good ten minutes while he laid
upon the floor, with his chest heaving; while clutching his arms, and choking
out his tears . Darla then said to him as she saw his crying beginning to
subside some, saying to him, " Now old man, are you ready to feel what these
legs can do to that weak little stomach, and chest of yours ? Ohhh... yes..
this is gonna be fun watching you scream for mercy while I slowly squeeze you
between these thighs... " Mr Wanton's eyes widened as he looked at Darla's
legs, noticing the size of her thunderous 27 inch thighs ! Mr Wanton's tears
began to increase steadily, while Darla pulled his weakened body between the
mass muscle of her python rib crushing killer like thighs . Mr Wanton began to
plead once again as Darla slowly, and intentionally coiled her legs about his
waist, sobbing out in tears, " pleaseee.. pleaseee... nooo.. don't do this
tooo.. meee... pleaseee... don't hurt meee... nooo.. moreee... "

Darla stifled Mr Wanton's pleading cry for mercy by then taking his head in
between her side lateral muscle, and bicep; pulling him into a beast choker .
As Darla locked his head securing it tightly within the hold, she began to
slowly squeeze him at his waist with a boaconstictor like slowness, that began
to slowly force oxygen from his painfully hurting lungs engulfing him like a
mighty andaconda would squeezing, and crushing, rendering its prey helpless in
a suffocating fashion . Mr Wanton in his state of extreme misery, and agony
felt his body convulse twitching rapidily between Darla's steel laidened
thighs, as she continued to slowly apply more pressure to his upper body . Mr
Wanton felt his internal organs scream out in a firey hot pain, and felt as if
they was slowly being forced up, and out of his throat; along with feeling his
ribcage about to give into Darla's crushing inner thighs that was hardening,
and pressing sorely into them . If the mans screams could of been heard it
would of shook the door loose free from off of its hinges, shattering it into
a thousand splinters . But if a man can't scream, he can't be heard, and right
at the present time while Mr Wanton felt like he was about die from Darla
excruciating painful crushing scissors could only continue to silently scream
out within' his painfilled mind .

Darla's sadistic pleasure heightened, as she knew that Mr Wantons ribcage was
about to give into her thigh punishing scissors, and felt the thrill of soon
hearing his ribs snap like dry branches between her bone crushing andaconda
like thighs... Then suddenly it happened as three ribs gave in snapping; in a
rapid succession,, SNAP,, ing, POP, ing, CRACKKK ! ! ! " Darla then gave his
head one final quick application of forcing it back within' the beastchoker
type hold, that nearly broke his neck... suddenly knocking him out cold ! And
in that moment Darla shrieked in pleasure getting her first orgasam that day !
" OOooohhh.. YYYesssSSS... "

If Darla showed any man mercy it would be at these times when sending him into
a world of deep darkness, and sleep, but until that time would come the man
that she was punishing between her unmerciful thighs would suffer something
terribly in severe agony... Oh yes... Darla could be cruel, and take pleasure
in her cruelty, but you could find yourself most fortunate when she would
painfully crush you to sleep !

Darla released Mr Wanton, from her legs allowing him to slowly roll out from
between them, and letting his beatened, and battered body lie in a broken pile
of human flesh, and bone upon the hard wooden floor of his office . Just as
Darla was about to leave through Mr Wanton's front office door, she looked
back to take one final look at the elderly man lying on the floor, and smiled
as blood bubbled, and foamed up out of his nostrils, and mouth, creating a
small pool of it around his face that was bluing some . Darla then softly said
to herself, " Maybe he'll change his old stubborn mind now about allowing
girls on the boys wrestling team ! "

Was Mr Wanton, able to file a police report against Darla, for the brutal
battering he recieved from her ? NO ! The man didn't even know what had hit
him that day in the office . Mr Wanton's mind couldn't recall the event of
Darla's cruelty, but did remember some girl did appear in his office that day,
but couldn't recall the punishiment that she poured out on him . Though he
could recall that the girl made a request wanting to see girls on the boys
wrestling team . Remembering that paticular suggestion from Darla, Mr Wanton
did go through with changing the restrictions that would disallow girls from
the schools teams that were once strictly made up of boys !

The end !

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