08-05-2008, 12:03 AM
Golden Girl (part 2) written by Jeri
Gina watched as Brenda and Tammy landed simultaneous chops to the middle of the golden girl's belly as she lay with her back arched over their knees. Her taut abdomen was now much more red than tan, and Gina was starting to become a little concerned that, at this rate, the girl was going to leave the beach in a body bag and not just on a stretcher like they had first planned Gina wasn't really a samaritan, since she herself was responsible for much of the early damage to Goldy's body, but she also didn't want to be implicated in a serious crime. She didn't think the local authorities would worry too much about a simple assault, but Gina and her three friends had been teaching Goldy her "lesson" about proper conduct on their beach for almost half an hour now, and it had easily been ten minutes since Goldy was in any state resembling consciousness. This type of beating might cause alarm and if they were caught, maybe even jail time. In spite of that risk, there was something about Goldy's annoyingly perfect body with her tiny waist, flat tummy and pert navel that made all of them want to keep hammering blows into her in spite of the risk of inflicting serious injury, so Gina made no move to cut the lesson short.
Goldy had shown up on Evan's Beach a few hours ago with two of her friends. They were all about nineteen and freshmen at the private college a few miles inland. Each was good looking., but Goldy was easily the most beautiful of the group. As she jealously spied on the three interlopers from up the beach, Gina dubbed her the "golden girl" to her friends because her whole body was tanned a deep golden brown, and eventually they started derisively calling her "Goldy". Goldy was about 5'6'', 118 pounds, had long sandy brown hair and a tan so rich and perfect that it was obviously the result of countless hours of serious sunbathing. She wore a neon yellow bikini that seemed to be a beacon to every single guy on the beach as it almost glowed in contrast to her brown skin. The swimsuit further accentuated her slim hips, ample breasts and perfectly flat, but slightly soft stomach. Gina had noticed Goldy's group right away and watched carefully as every guy who walked by just about broke his neck in craning it around to check out Goldy and her friends. It was clear that the golden girl was the one that the guys were most interested in, as the few brave ones who stopped to talk to the young students could barely keep their eyes off her, even when trying to talk to the other two.
Evan's Beach was never crowded and today was no exception. It was not particular pretty or well maintained, and with nicer beaches just to the North, it mainly was a hangout for the locals who lived in the grubby little beach town that bordered it. Gina, Tammy, Brenda and Val were local girls and had been coming there since they were young kids. Now they were all 17. While their little group could not truly be called a gang, they were close-knit, tough and extremely territorial. Gina was probably the most attractive of the four. Five foot ten and big-boned she was much larger than Goldy and her friends, but she had always been told that she looked damn good in a swimsuit. Brenda and Tammy were both a little shorter and stockier than Gina, each cute enough, but basically average looking. Val was the homeliest and the biggest at 6 feet tall and a fairly solid 170 lbs. She was the only one of the four who played organized sports as she was a center on the local high school basket ball team, a field hockey defender and a brown belt in karate. The friends spent many summer and early fall days at Evan's. The men who hung out there knew them well and flirted freely while Gina and her group enjoyed the attention. There wasn't much competition since any attractive girl quickly learned to steer clear of Evan's Beach. Usually threats (especially from Val) were enough to convince any competition to look elsewhere for a place to tan, but each of the four girls had been in fights protecting their home beach. Val had trained them all in some martial arts basics, including several moves that were not legal in the dojo, and together they were a formidable and intimidating group.
Today was a somewhat overcast, late summer day. It was getting cool enough that all of Gina's group were wearing T-shirts over their swimsuits, and Gina herself was even in sweatpants. That made Goldy and her cohorts' near nakedness even more noticeable by contrast as they walked in from the parking lot in their string bikinis. Oblivious to the cold breeze and even the open jawed stares of the male population, they set up camp just down the beach from Gina's group. They clearly were out of place here, though it appeared to Gina that they acted like they owned the beach. The college girls clearly were not interested in returning the attention they were receiving from the male beach-goers at Evan's, politely shooting down guy after guy who approached them. The fact that they were getting any attention at all was enough to steam the local girls who were used to a relative monopoly on that score. However, the fact that the stuck-up princesses were not responding to any of these guys, many of whom Gina and her friends had seen fit to date and even sleep with, was enough to really get them enraged. A beating was guaranteed when two new guys, Rick and Ruben, whom Gina and Tammy in particular had lusted over but never had landed, approached the three and succeeded in initiating a conversation. Thought, like the others, they seemed more interested in Goldy than the other two, she was clearly more interested in maintaining her tan than talking to them. Eventually Goldy's two friends got up to take a walk north up the beach with Rick and Ruben, leaving Goldy by herself. This success in the face of her repeated failures to get Rick interested boiled Gina's blood. It was obvious that these women would have to be taught a painful lesson in proper etiquette on Evan's Beach. It did not take much effort for Gina to convince the others to help her teach the lesson. The original plan was to jump all three when the opportunity presented itself. However after almost an hour, the other two never returned with Rick and Ruben. At that point Goldy got up, evidently to tone her little brown body with a jog down the beach to the South. Gina convinced her friends that one ass-whipping was better than none, so they anticipated Goldy's route and the four of them got up and ran down the beach ahead of her.
After about a quarter mile, some cliffs rose up behind the narrowing sand. The way would start to get a little treacherous soon, so most of the locals never came down this far. In a slightly protected inlet of beach surrounded on three sides by cliffs, the four local girls waited for their prey. A little breathless from the run, they nonetheless eagerly chatted about how they were going to mess up Goldy's tan little body and make her a warning to any future trespassers from the university. They didn't have to wait long to get their wish as Goldy soon rounded the corner at a slow jog. Before she could even recognize the threat, Val landed a vicious side kick into her sternum, knocking her off her feet and the wind completely out of her. Val and Gina quickly grabbed her by her ankles and pulled her further into the beach inlet where they wouldn't be seen so they could begin teaching in earnest.
As she watched Brenda and Tammy drag Goldy across the sand after Val had flattened her, Gina felt a shiver of excitement. Her group had been in several fights on this beach, in some of which they had outnumbered their opponents by one or two. They had never, however, had a 4 to 1 advantage. Now that it was happening, Gina realized that they could really do whatever they wanted to Goldy and that was giving her a sexual thrill. She had never felt this way before, but she had the opportunity to work over anyone who looked like Goldy. Though not gay, Gina could appreciate that Goldy had a beautiful body and she was aroused by the violent possibilities that lay ahead. Goldy was gasping and heaving, trying to get air into her lungs, while her four assailants watched and decided what they wanted to do first.
Goldy had made it up to her hands and knees when Gina walked up and roughly grabbed her face by the chin. Looking in to Goldy's eyes, she said, "So you think you and your little slut friends can come here and act like you own this beach, huh? We're gonna show you that we have some rules around here and anyone who breaks them pays a heavy price." With that she tossed Goldy's face aside and launched a powerful kick right into the middle of her stomach, enjoying the hollow drum-like sound of her instep impacting Goldy's gut and making Goldy's hard fought battle to get back her breath a moot point.
Gina said, "Tammy, Brenda, pick up this little bitch. There will be plenty of time for her to lie on the ground when we stomp her into the sand." The two girls hauled Goldy to her feet and each held on of her arms. She actually seemed to have caught her breath - a condition Gina would soon remedy. However, before she could throw another blow at the golden girl, Goldy yanked her arms free. She quickly spun around and landed a solid punch right to the side of Tammy's head, knocking her down. She then caught Brenda with a side kick right to the solar plexus which sent her sputtering into the sand. Gina was so surprised, that she couldn't even mount a defense as Goldy took a few quick steps towards her and gamely shot a right hand at her jaw. The blow hurt, but Gina was tough enough to shake it off. However, she didn't clear her head in time to avoid a quick three-punch combination to her belly which drove her to a knee, though not winding her.
Gina couldn't believe this was happening. This skinny college chick was beating them down? As she struggled to come grips with this idea, Goldy's entire upper body snapped back as big Val came up behind her and caught her in a chokehold. As her brown face reddened and her eyes began to bug out, Goldy still flailed around, actually connecting a couple of elbows to Val's large, but solid midsection. Even if they were full strength shots, Val was simply too big for Goldy to do much damage. As Goldy's struggles in Val's hold subsided, the other three girls rose to their feet and began to converge on Goldy. Tammy struck first with a quick knife-handed blow into Goldy's navel. Almost instantaneously thereafter Brenda hit her in the same spot with a side kick. Goldy's body sagged which only put more pressure on her throat. Gina, having shaken off the effects of Goldy's abbreviated offensive display walked up to her as she began to lose consciousness. Putting her face directly into Goldy's she said, "That was a big mistake. We were already planning to mess you up, but now we are gonna do to you what you just did us a thousand times over. Good night for now, but we'll be seeing you real soon and you're gonna wish you never woke up." With that she landed her own crushing punch into Goldy's poor navel and followed it up with a knee to her crotch.
With the lack of air and the pain of the blows. Goldy slipped into unconsciousness. She was again dragged, this time as dead weight, across the sand. The four girls laid her across a large rock which supported her body from her knees to her upper back. Her head lolled back and her stomach now was stretched out and dangerously concave as her battered navel pulled taught and her ribs protruded through her brown skin. Like the others, Gina's temper was at full boil, but the sheer vulnerability of Goldy's body again raised the other strange stirrings in her. She thought to herself that she would explore these feelings much in the same way her fists would soon be exploring the depths of Goldy's abdominal cavity.
Gina stared at the unconscious golden girl's belly and felt a myriad of emotions battling inside her. Her jaw still stung from the right hook and while her stomach really didn't hurt any more from Goldy's punches, she was still furious that the little bitch had attacked her. At the same time, there was something incredible sensual about Goldy's body posed as it was. Her waist appeared even smaller in this position, but in an odd contrast, her now totally flat lower belly seemed to be several inches longer. Gina ran her hands over this part and felt the slight layer of baby fat above the still relatively toned muscle. The skin above the solar plexus was taut as it met the bottom of her sternum and looked like it offered nothing in the way of protection to the bundle of nerves behind it. Gina thumped it with her knuckles and felt only slight resistance. She ran her fingers over Goldy's now protruding ribcage and enjoyed how delicate each rib looked with her back arched and head back. In spite of herself, like many of the boys at the fraternities, Gina could feel herself beginning to salivate as she touched Goldy's stomach.
The final feeling was that there was something really maddening about this girl that went beyond her behavior on the beach and her earlier retaliatory attack on Gina and her friends. She was too perfect - looked too much the part of the spoiled rich brat. Though Gina had a good self-image, she could see that Goldy's good genetics were given all of the outside help that girls like Gina and her friends could never hope to afford. Goldy's pedicured feet were smooth and soft with professionally painted toes while Gina's were calloused and ugly from wearing cheap sandals. Slightly moving Goldy's thong revealed that her tan was equal parts natural sunlight and tanning beds. Gina didn't even know if there was a tanning salon in her neighborhood. Even the perfect little cleft in her chin and bobbed nose made Gina believe that maybe Goldy's face was not just what God gave her. In a way, this body represented all of the privileges that Gina never had, and in the same way some people like to run a key down the side of a nice car, Gina wanted to ruin Goldy's body.
This last feeling soon crowded out the rest and staring at Goldy's almost absurdly vulnerable stomach spurred Gina into action. She directed Tammy to hold Goldy's arms and Brenda to hold her legs so that her body would remained arched and open. Val and Gina positioned themselves on either side of the stone and Gina told Val that they were going to practice for her black-belt qualifying test by getting her ready to break the required four plywood boards. "But first," said Gina, "wake her up." Tammy slapped Goldy's face for a few seconds until the girl opened her eyes. "Is she up?" asked Gina, and before she even got the answer she smashed the side of her hand into the expanse of Goldy's lower belly.
"HUUNNNGGHH!!!"
the sound was forced out of Goldy, and before she could even take in a breath Val landed an even more powerful chop into Goldy's left side,
"AARRLLGGHH!!!"
came the tortured response. Gina and Val began systematically landing chop after chop into Goldy's stomach focusing on the area from her belly button and below and her sides. Gina knew that punches to the upper belly could be even more devastating, but she wanted this beating to last for a long time, so that area would get its attention later. She had to caution Val from hitting too quickly because Goldy needed to get air to stay awake. Val obviously liked the ax-like chops into Goldy's side the most. She could feel Tammy and Brenda straining to hold Goldy's body on the rock as her powerful blows tried to force it off. Gina preferred the straight-forward vertical chop. She could actually feel Goldy's muscles starting to surrender under her hand and the resistance become less and less. At the same time her excitement was intensifying. After a couple of minutes Goldy was no longer making the interesting noises that she started off making, and she soon realized the problem. Tammy had looped her arms over Goldy's and was pulling back on her chin to keep Goldy's abs taut. Gina told her to let go so that she'd have enough slack to continue grunting. "This is music to my ears, so don't hit the mute." she said as she punctuated the comment with a particularly vicious chop timed to come down exactly with Val. She was rewarded with a tortured "OOOUUULLFF!!!"
Gina smiled, "Now that's more like it."
Gina was really starting to enjoy herself. She was liking the sounds the best - the meaty thumps of their hands impacting Goldy's gut and the resultant strangled, pain-filled grunts that were pounded out of her. She also enjoyed the visual images of Goldy's concave stomach denting in as it absorbed the karate chops and its subsequent constrained contortion as it spat out their hands. Clearly the natural instinctive reaction of Goldy's body was to roll up to protect itself, and it tried to do this after each vicious chop, but with Tammy and Brenda pulling Goldy taut, her unfortunate stomach remained completely at their mercy. After absorbing each blow, Goldy's abs would spasm and struggle against her human bonds, but with no room to move, they would soon relax again. The intricate play in her battered abdominal muscles was very interesting to watch. Gina was amusing herself by trying to time her own chops to hit the very second after the spasm from each of Val's chop subsided.
Unfortunately, the last simultaneous shot seemed to be too much for the golden girl, and her body just lay totally slack without reacting to the next few blows. No grunts either, which indicated to Gina that she was again out cold. Gina couldn't help but be somewhat impressed with Goldy's resilience. Although she hadn't been counting, Gina must have thrown at least 30-35 karate chops. Val threw the same amount, and she hit harder. In spite of the impressive beating that they had just dished out, Gina still wanted to do more - much more. Two of the group hadn't even laid a fist on her yet, and that just wasn't fair. Tammy and Brenda desperately wanted to get in a little punishment of their own. Goldy's sunken stomach was reddening, but her deep tan made it a little difficult to see. Gina figured that she was hurt, but not severely, so they could continue the etiquette lesson. Goldy looked a little slow anyway, so she probably needed people to repeat things for her before she understood. Besides, she had fallen asleep in class.
Gina looked at her friends. "Well, she's probably good and softened up. What do you to want to do with her?" she asked Brenda and Tammy. who had released their holds on Goldy's arms and feet. Tammy rubbed the side of her head where Goldy had landed her shot. "My head still aches from her bony fist. I like the stomach thing, but I think I want to mess up her pretty face," responded Tammy. Brenda looked a little more contemplative as her hand unconsciously moved to massage her own stomach where she had been hit. She shared some of the feelings that Gina had - somehow beating Goldy's belly like this was turning her on, and she wanted to keep doing it. "Let's lay her on the ground so we have a few more options. I sort of like the stomping idea you had before."
Val shoved from her side and Goldy's limp body rolled off the stone and landed face down in the sand. Her back was mottled with red spots and scraped where the rock had not been kind to her skin. Just for fun, Brenda gave her a solid kick into her left side. That part of Goldy had been Val's chief focus, and the jolt of new pain to the severely bruised area jerked Goldy into semiconsciousness. Her body now had room to move in self defense and she started to curl in to a ball. "Oh no you don't," said Tammy and used her own foot to kick Goldy onto her back. Goldy was feebly clutching her abdomen, and Tammy bent down and pulled her arms up. She then put her butt on Goldy's chest and knelt on her upper arms so that the poor golden girl was pinned with her arms over her head. Tammy looked back and said with a grin, "I'm gonna work over on her head, just like she did to me. Why don't you make sure her stomach doesn't start to feel too good, Brenda?" With that Tammy threw a solid left cross to Goldy's jaw. After another couple shots to the chin, Goldy was again rude enough to fall asleep. Some people had no manners. Tammy was undeterred and continued her assault on Goldy's face. Like Gina, Tammy thought Goldy's clefted chin seemed annoyingly artificial, so she focused her efforts on trying to iron out the cleft with a barrage of punches, while also being sure to hammer a few shots to the side of Goldy's head in retaliation for her own headache. It was hard on her hands, but harder on Goldy's face and soon her chin glowed a bright pink, which only made the maddening cleft stand out better.
Brenda really couldn't decide what she wanted to do to Goldy. She recognized that the other two had already done a lot of work on Goldy's abdomen, but they really hadn't been very creative. Brenda took a cue from Tammy and straddled Goldy's hips. She cracked her knuckles and began looping closed-fisted punches into Goldy's stomach. The smack of her fist felt nice, but the sound seemed a little disappointing. Since Tammy's assault on Goldy's jaw had put her out again, there were no satisfying grunts like before. After only about ten or eleven good shots, Brenda rolled off and stood up. Just for fun she dropped her knee straight down into Goldy's navel. Even unconscious, that brought on a reaction. Goldy's feet flew straight up in the air and her upper body bucked violently enough to knock off Tammy who was at that point banging the back of Goldy's head in the sand. "Jesus! What did you do?"
"Just this," said Brenda and gave the golden girl another one, causing the same reaction. Tammy laughed and said, "That's so cool! Let me try." She added her own knee drop and once again in response to the radical compression of her stomach, Goldy flopped like a fish. Goldy didn't stir after the initial spasms, and for the first time Gina became a little concerned that they might be damaging her too much. She stepped in and said "Okay, only two more of those for each of you, and then we have to think of something else to do to her."
Tammy and Brenda took their time taking their last four knee drops into Goldy. She did not disappoint them with her reactions to each one, especially to the last two which they decided to do together. Goldy's feet flew up about two feet from the ground as the combined weight of both girls simultaneously crushed her upper and lower belly. That monstrous double knee drop convinced Gina and Val that they should each try one as well. Val went first and then Gina, who added a little something extra to hers by grinding her knee in Goldy's abdomen for several seconds, enjoying the feel of her organs squishing under it.
They were only about fifteen minutes into the beating, but all of them realized that they had already gone far beyond what they had expected to do to Goldy. They also all realized that they were not done with her yet. Something was compelling them to keep going, despite how badly they had already hurt her. Goldy was completely out and still looked incredibly vulnerable, but her deep tan camouflaged how severely beaten her stomach was. Her face was only somewhat bloodied from Tammy's punching, so overall one wouldn't have been able to guess that she had taken so much punishment. That's the thing about a good belly beating - the victim often doesn't look too bad afterwards, even if her insides have been smashed into jelly. Maybe if Goldy had alabaster skin, her deeply red belly would have shown as more of a contrast, and maybe that would have dissuaded the four girls from continuing on with their attack. If that was true, Goldy's tan was her enemy because her devastated stomach didn't look as bad as it was thanks to its bronze hue. However, that probably wasn't true, and they probably would have kept going no matter how red and bruised Goldy or belly looked.
Gina consciously knew that Goldy was badly hurt, but she didn't care. The combination of Goldy's beauty, her nakedness, her life of privilege and her absolute vulnerability had totally overwhelmed Gina's ability to reason. She had a primal urge to keep attacking this body, and she didn't know why. At her most basic level, she wanted to just go berserk with her friends, punching, kicking and stomping Goldy into pulp. At a more thoughtful level, she was enjoying this process and wanted to keep it going, so she knew that they had to conserve Goldy's stamina. She was destroyed now, but she could be more destroyed. It was just a question of pacing.
"All right, let's give her a break for a few minutes. She can't take many more knee drops, but I don't think we're done with her yet," said Gina.
They all nodded their agreement. "So what else can we do to her?" asked Val. "I really liked working over her stomach. Maybe if we slow down and don't hit her quite so hard she'll last longer."
"It's tough to not hit her hard, though," said Brenda. "There is something about her and especially her stomach that makes me want to just smash it."
"I know," Gina responded, "but she's already taken probably a hundred punches, and that last double knee drop you two gave her seemed to almost break her in half."
"Oh yeah, you really seemed concerned for her as you twisted your own knee in her gut for about a minute after we did that," said Tammy.
Gina smiled. "Yeah, you're right. My knee just had a mind of its own in there. Her stomach was so relaxed and I was already in so deep, I couldn't resist. Well, let's see if we can wake this golden girl up. Maybe she can give us some ideas. You know, I don't think I've heard her say anything yet."
"You mean besides, 'uuggh' and 'ooofff?'" asked Val.
"Yeah, besides that," laughed Gina. "I guess it's hard to talk when you've got somebody's fist or foot in your guts. Tammy, you like to hit her in the face. Slap her some and wake her up."
Tammy slapped Goldy's face several times, but the golden girl did not stir. Unable to control herself, Tammy gave Goldy another shot to the end of her chin.
"But it gives me an idea. Spread her legs."
Tammy and Gina pulled Goldy's legs apart to almost a full split. She offered no resistance. "Wow, she's pretty flexible," said Brenda. "She probably has a lot of experience spreading those legs, the little slut. Now watch this."
Brenda took a couple of running steps and landed a solid kick to Goldy's crotch. The effect was like smelling salts. Goldy sat bolt upright and immediately rolled into a ball and onto her side with a hand between her legs. Gina grabbed her, pulled her up and started slapping her face. "Come on, girl. Focus! We need to talk to you."
Goldy was not fully awake, but the pain she was feeling was evident as each movement brought on a grimace. Finally starting to come around, she weakly gasped through tears, "W-w-why are you doing this to me?" Her voice was a croak.
"I don't have time to explain why, right now. We're busy thinking about what to do to you. We all understand that we need to slow down a little on you, but we don't have any good ideas. We feel that it's not fair to you if we do nothing, so we thought we'd see if you had any preferences," said Gina.
It took a minute for this to sink in for Goldy. "Are you asking me to tell you how to beat me up? Are you kidding?"
"No, not really. If you don't have any ideas, we can lay you back over the rock. That didn't look too comfortable for you, but it was fun for us."
Goldy's eyes started to roll back in her head at the thought of reliving that first of now several parts of her beating. Evidently she hadn't enjoyed the experience as much as the rest of them.
"I tell you what, I'll make it easy. Here let's get up." Gina pulled Goldy up onto her rubbery legs. Unable to support herself, Goldy leaned against Gina. "Now, you just say which one of us you want to hit you, and we'll decide the rest. You can just point at who you want. Whenever you're ready…"
Goldy, in apparent disbelief, said nothing for a few seconds. "Too much time," called Gina and landed a short right hand into Goldy's upper stomach.
"UUUGGHH!!" Goldy buckled to her knees. "Wait! Wait, I can't take any more. I can't!" Goldy said and started to cry.
"Oh, boo-hoo," said Tammy in disgust. "Screw this. Let's just do what we've been doing."
"No," said Gina, "She is a big part of this, so she should have a say. Now, sweetie, as you can see, we're going to hit you no matter what. How about you just tell us where to hit you. That's fair, isn't it?"
Goldy wobbled to her feet, looking as if she'd fall over again. She steadied, sighed in resignation and said, "Punch me anywhere you want, I guess, just not here." She pointed at the spot just under her sternum.
Gina's eyes lit up. "So not right here?" she asked and plowed another right fist into the spot where Goldy had just pointed.
"BUUULLLGGHH!!!" choked Goldy through fresh tears, obviously caught by surprise by the quick shot.
Gina quickly got behind Goldy and pulled held her arms up into a full nelson. "Val," she said, "Are you clear on what spot to avoid?"
"Sure am. Not here," she said as she threw a nice left-right combination into the solar plexus. "But here, here and here are okay, right?" she asked Goldy as she pumped a left-right-left into her navel area.
Goldy again groaned and weakly fought against Gina to free herself. Tammy stepped up, "You mean I can go here, here and even my favorite spot, here," she said throwing shots to each side of Goldy's ribcage and then a blistering uppercut under her battered chin, "But I can't hit her here?" she asked Val and launched her knee directly into Goldy's upper stomach.
"That's right," answered Val, but I think she meant you can't go here..." smashing her own knee directly under Goldy's sternum. "You hit her here." She landed another knee an midway between the first spot and Goldy's navel.
Goldy had no air left with which to grunt and was again just about out on her feet. She started to sink to her knees. Gina helped lower her down and twisted her onto her back. Right after Goldy's back hit the sand, Brenda gave her three vicious stomps, again to her abused solar plexus.
Gina scolded her sardonically, "Brenda, that was the one spot she said that we couldn't hit her."
Brenda replied, "Oh, I thought she said we just couldn't punch her there. I thought stomps were okay."
"Good point. I guess it's fine then," answered Gina. She bent over Goldy's now unconscious face. "Thanks for the help. We appreciate it."
Rick and Ruben decided after their recent debacle that they should go get high. They had a favorite spot a little to the south of Evan's beach that was private and protected, and they headed for it. Initially Rick had really thought that they had a chance to score with those rich college girls, but they had cooled off pretty soon after the four of them had started walking. That friend of theirs, though… Man, what a body. She had been the reason that they had stopped, anyway. With that tiny yellow bikini and the dark tan - he was starting to get hard even thinking about her. The other two were cute, too, cuter than most of the girls on the beach, but they were not in the same league as the first one, Suzanne. He knew that they were focusing on Suzanne a little too much when they first stopped to talk. That had pissed off the other two lesser ones, and they obviously had asked Rick and Ruben to take a walk to try to piss off the first in return, not that she seemed pissed. The two girls had initially wanted to turn back right away when they saw that Suzanne hadn't bit, but Rick kept talking, thinking he'd win them over, so they kept walking. Eventually it became obvious that the two girls were going to freeze them out, so they turned back. When they got back to Evan's, Suzanne was gone, as was all of the three girls' stuff. First they thought Suzanne had ditched them, but the bitchier one, Carrie, remembered that she had driven and saw that her car was still there. They were totally pissed at Suzanne, since she had left their stuff unattended and somebody swiped it. Luckily, Carrie had her keys and they were considering taking off to teach Suzanne a lesson. They were continuing to fume at their hot friend, and Rick and Ruben both saw that this had turned into an ugly scene, so they excused themselves. Laughing even before they got out of earshot, they kept talking about what a pain in the ass those two were, how hot their unlucky, now ditched friend was, and how they were going to enjoy the joint that Ruben had in his pocket.
They had just about arrived at their hideout when they heard activity ahead. Since undesirable types sometimes hung out on this beach, they proceeded cautiously. Poking their heads around the corner, they could not believe what they were seeing. Gina, Tammy and two of their friends had that hot Suzanne chick bent over a rock and Gina and some other big girl were chopping at her stomach with their hands as if they were breaking boards. Rick was stunned - one of his greatest fantasies was actually happening right now! He had always been turned on by the thought of seeing a beautiful, thin girl take a belly beating from several attackers. His number one greatest fantasy was that he would be one of those attackers, but so far the opportunity had never presented itself. Ruben also seemed into it. Although they had never talked about Rick's secret desires, Rick thought that he probably had a few of the same thoughts. At least he wasn't trying to be a hero and break it up, which is all that Rick really cared about. The two guys crouched behind a rock where they could see but were shielded from being seen and watched the action unfold.
They both knew Gina and Tammy as those two had been trying to get into their pants for weeks now. Gina was fairly hot, but she was too aggressive for Rick's taste. He could really see that aggressiveness now as she viciously pounded Suzanne's outstretched body. Ruben just wasn't into Tammy's looks, although both could agree she looked pretty good yanking back on Suzanne's head and arms and totally exposing her body to the two hitters. They did not know the other two girls by name, although they recognized them. Watching the beating unfold, they learned that their names were Brenda and Val. In fact, Val had become Rick's new hero as she chopped away at Suzanne's belly like a lumberjack.
The two guys watched with increasing excitement as they dumped a now out cold Suzanne off the rock, and Tammy and Brenda jumped on top of her. Rick had never thought about it before, but somehow it was really a turn on to watch Tammy punch Suzanne in the face. Her chin was very sexy, long and with a deep cleft, and it was exciting to watch someone focus so much abuse on such a small and relatively vulnerable part of a woman's body. They both liked watching Brenda continue to work over Suzanne's belly, but they almost gave themselves away as they gasped when she dropped her knee into it. They gasped again after the double knee drop by Tammy and Brenda and winced when Gina ground her knee into poor Suzanne's crushed abdomen. They both instinctively cupped their groins when Brenda woke up Suzanne with a massive kick to the crotch, and they couldn't help but to chuckle at the humorous and violent slapstick that resulted from Suzanne stupidly telling them where not to hit her. The girl was hot and could evidently take a punch (a kick, a chop and a stomp as well), but she sure wasn't too bright. The show was more than Rick ever could have hoped for in his wildest dreams, and he was seriously regretting that he did not have a video camera.
After Brenda's final stomps to Suzanne's solar plexus, they figured that this would have to end soon. Rick had no idea what Suzanne had done to get these girls so pissed, but he had never seen nor heard of anyone getting beaten like this before. Suzanne looked totally wasted. Her bikini top had slid off of one of her breasts and her belly was deeply bruised looking. They had seen her knocked out and waken up several times, but Rick was convinced that she would not wake up again soon, no matter how many kicks to the crotch she took. It was with a combination of wonder, delight and a little horror that he watched Gina and Val, after some hushed discussion that they could not hear, pick up her body, each kneel down on one knee and lay her out over their other knees in sort of a double backbreaker hold. Suzanne was ravishing in her unconsciousness with her tan and battered stomach even more stretched out then it had been over the rock. Her beautiful face and its bruised chin was pointed in their direction, with her eyes closed and lips parted. The two big girls again began hammering at her decimated midsection, and the sounds of solid thumping punches and fleshy stinging smacks again filled the air.
Rick thought he had found heaven
Goldy was again unconscious, and, after the working over her solar plexus just received from the four of them on top of everything else that had been done to her, she was likely to be remain that way for a while. Gina decided that she enjoyed beating on Goldy while she was out more than while she was conscious, even if she didn't hear any satisfying grunts and groans. When Goldy was unconscious, she was even more vulnerable, and they could inflict an even greater amount of damage on her with the same amount of effort. That thought got Gina even more turned on than pounding on a conscious Goldy. Now looking at Goldy's totally helpless body, Gina was having a hard time remembering her earlier, more rational thoughts of pacing the beating to make it last longer. She just wanted to end it in a violent barrage of punches, chops and stomps. She looked around and could see by the hungry looks in the eyes of her friends that they were sharing the same thought.
Gina pulled them together, "I think we should just jump to the grand finale. Let's just go all out on that little stomach of hers and really mess it up. Val and I will start, and you two can finish her off," she said pointing at Brenda and Tammy. "I don't think its worth trying to wake her up since we're going to knock her out again anyway. Besides, I like punching that belly when she's out and it's nice and soft," she said with a grin. "Val, why don't you kneel down here with me. We'll lay her over our knees so that we can really stretch her out."
They each knelt on one knee facing each other with their other legs side by side. They lifted up Goldy's lifeless body so that her back lay across their thighs, her arms and legs hung loose and her stomach again was totally exposed. Gina put her left hand on Goldy's thigh to hold her in place and with her right hand she fingered Goldy's navel in the middle of the darkened expanse of her abdomen. Gina shook her head as she surveyed the damage. Even with Goldy's deep tan, the bruising was starting to show. It was darkest in her middle belly area right around her navel and on her left side, as those spots had absorbed the most abuse. Gina thought about evening up the color a little, so her first blow was a short but solid punch into Goldy's right side just under ribs. It felt so nice that she threw a few more to the same spot and then down to Goldy's hipbone. Meanwhile, Val peppered Goldy's entire front with a mix of closed fisted punches and karate chops. Initially, they were striking at their own, individual paces with Val throwing quicker shots and Gina harder, more deliberate ones. Eventually they settled into a sort of moderate rhythm of alternating their punishing blows just as they did when Goldy was laid across the rock. It started with a punch every four or five seconds, then they began gradually speeding them up like a crowd does when clapping at a ball game. Gina was enjoying trying out a new move - giving Goldy's belly some hard open handed smacks. These blows didn't go as deep into Goldy's abdominal cavity as the punches and chops, but they produced some great red color and a very satisfying sound. You could hear the sting in each one. "Too bad she's not awake to enjoy it," thought Gina. Val had noticed that both of Goldy's breasts had come free from her bikini top. Grabbing the left one, she gave it a hard squeeze and then fired a few punches back and forth between them. She relished the thought that little miss perfect was going to have some sore titties as well as a sore belly.
After a short time and the infliction of a lot of new damage to Goldy's already damaged body, Gina and Val had just about worn themselves out. Gina was so excited anyway that she thought she would completely lose control of herself if she kept going. They stood up and let Goldy roll face first into the sand. She didn't lay there for long when Tammy and Brenda assumed the same position that the other two had and again stretched Goldy out. Gina noticed that she had really done a good job in evenly coloring Goldy's abdomen. Her right side and lower belly were a nice hot red, which Gina was sure would darken to match the rest of her. Tammy and Brenda wasted no time in beginning their own attack. Both seemed to feel that in honoring Goldy's request, the group had not paid adequate attention to her solar plexus. They made up for that now by hammering punch after devastating punch into that spot. Gina watched as each blow caved in the area just below Goldy's sternum and thought about the residual pain that would cause when Goldy finally did wake up. After they decided that they had paid enough attention to her upper belly, Tammy and Brenda began using the sides of their hands to cut up Goldy's still taut, yet generally decimated, navel area. Like the two before them, Tammy and Brenda fell into sort of a punching cadence, alternating their chops. Tammy used one hand and held Goldy in place, while Brenda gripped her hands together and use both. Gina started to get concerned that they were hurting her too much, but she was lulled into a trance by the hypnotic rhythmic karate chopping, so she let them continue. When Goldy's body began spasming under the force of all three hands landing together in some simultaneous chops, Gina finally stepped in.
"All right, I think she's had enough." Tammy and Brenda were puffing with exertion, but Tammy still found the strength give Goldy's abdomen one more open handed smack before moving her knee from under Goldy's back and letting her slide onto the sand. Goldy lay in the classic defeated pose - on her back with arms and legs splayed in a spread-eagle and unconscious. The entire front of her torso was either angry red or turning bluish purple. The tip of her battered chin was also a few shades darker than the rest of her face. The four girls looked at her as if she were a work of art - a masterpiece in the medium of bruised flesh. Brenda stood up and gave Goldy one more stomp in the solar plexus for good measure. Goldy's body barely moved in response.
"So what do we do with her?" asked Val.
"Let's just leave her here. She's pretty messed up, but eventually she'll wake up or someone will find her." said Gina. "We can check back in a few hours to see if she's still here. Whatever happens, after this, I don't think we'll be seeing this golden girl again on our beach anytime soon. Maybe she'll think twice about moving into someone else's territory and flaunting that thin little body of hers."
As they were about to walk away, Gina reached down and grabbed Goldy's bikini top and pulled it off of her. "I'm keeping this as a souvenir," she said, leaving Goldy destroyed and now practically naked. The four girls walked back towards Evan's Beach just as the sun was going down through the haze. With the sun in their eyes, they didn't notice the two guys crouching behind a rock just outside their nook in the cliffs, nor did they see the two go in behind them'
Gina watched as Brenda and Tammy landed simultaneous chops to the middle of the golden girl's belly as she lay with her back arched over their knees. Her taut abdomen was now much more red than tan, and Gina was starting to become a little concerned that, at this rate, the girl was going to leave the beach in a body bag and not just on a stretcher like they had first planned Gina wasn't really a samaritan, since she herself was responsible for much of the early damage to Goldy's body, but she also didn't want to be implicated in a serious crime. She didn't think the local authorities would worry too much about a simple assault, but Gina and her three friends had been teaching Goldy her "lesson" about proper conduct on their beach for almost half an hour now, and it had easily been ten minutes since Goldy was in any state resembling consciousness. This type of beating might cause alarm and if they were caught, maybe even jail time. In spite of that risk, there was something about Goldy's annoyingly perfect body with her tiny waist, flat tummy and pert navel that made all of them want to keep hammering blows into her in spite of the risk of inflicting serious injury, so Gina made no move to cut the lesson short.
Goldy had shown up on Evan's Beach a few hours ago with two of her friends. They were all about nineteen and freshmen at the private college a few miles inland. Each was good looking., but Goldy was easily the most beautiful of the group. As she jealously spied on the three interlopers from up the beach, Gina dubbed her the "golden girl" to her friends because her whole body was tanned a deep golden brown, and eventually they started derisively calling her "Goldy". Goldy was about 5'6'', 118 pounds, had long sandy brown hair and a tan so rich and perfect that it was obviously the result of countless hours of serious sunbathing. She wore a neon yellow bikini that seemed to be a beacon to every single guy on the beach as it almost glowed in contrast to her brown skin. The swimsuit further accentuated her slim hips, ample breasts and perfectly flat, but slightly soft stomach. Gina had noticed Goldy's group right away and watched carefully as every guy who walked by just about broke his neck in craning it around to check out Goldy and her friends. It was clear that the golden girl was the one that the guys were most interested in, as the few brave ones who stopped to talk to the young students could barely keep their eyes off her, even when trying to talk to the other two.
Evan's Beach was never crowded and today was no exception. It was not particular pretty or well maintained, and with nicer beaches just to the North, it mainly was a hangout for the locals who lived in the grubby little beach town that bordered it. Gina, Tammy, Brenda and Val were local girls and had been coming there since they were young kids. Now they were all 17. While their little group could not truly be called a gang, they were close-knit, tough and extremely territorial. Gina was probably the most attractive of the four. Five foot ten and big-boned she was much larger than Goldy and her friends, but she had always been told that she looked damn good in a swimsuit. Brenda and Tammy were both a little shorter and stockier than Gina, each cute enough, but basically average looking. Val was the homeliest and the biggest at 6 feet tall and a fairly solid 170 lbs. She was the only one of the four who played organized sports as she was a center on the local high school basket ball team, a field hockey defender and a brown belt in karate. The friends spent many summer and early fall days at Evan's. The men who hung out there knew them well and flirted freely while Gina and her group enjoyed the attention. There wasn't much competition since any attractive girl quickly learned to steer clear of Evan's Beach. Usually threats (especially from Val) were enough to convince any competition to look elsewhere for a place to tan, but each of the four girls had been in fights protecting their home beach. Val had trained them all in some martial arts basics, including several moves that were not legal in the dojo, and together they were a formidable and intimidating group.
Today was a somewhat overcast, late summer day. It was getting cool enough that all of Gina's group were wearing T-shirts over their swimsuits, and Gina herself was even in sweatpants. That made Goldy and her cohorts' near nakedness even more noticeable by contrast as they walked in from the parking lot in their string bikinis. Oblivious to the cold breeze and even the open jawed stares of the male population, they set up camp just down the beach from Gina's group. They clearly were out of place here, though it appeared to Gina that they acted like they owned the beach. The college girls clearly were not interested in returning the attention they were receiving from the male beach-goers at Evan's, politely shooting down guy after guy who approached them. The fact that they were getting any attention at all was enough to steam the local girls who were used to a relative monopoly on that score. However, the fact that the stuck-up princesses were not responding to any of these guys, many of whom Gina and her friends had seen fit to date and even sleep with, was enough to really get them enraged. A beating was guaranteed when two new guys, Rick and Ruben, whom Gina and Tammy in particular had lusted over but never had landed, approached the three and succeeded in initiating a conversation. Thought, like the others, they seemed more interested in Goldy than the other two, she was clearly more interested in maintaining her tan than talking to them. Eventually Goldy's two friends got up to take a walk north up the beach with Rick and Ruben, leaving Goldy by herself. This success in the face of her repeated failures to get Rick interested boiled Gina's blood. It was obvious that these women would have to be taught a painful lesson in proper etiquette on Evan's Beach. It did not take much effort for Gina to convince the others to help her teach the lesson. The original plan was to jump all three when the opportunity presented itself. However after almost an hour, the other two never returned with Rick and Ruben. At that point Goldy got up, evidently to tone her little brown body with a jog down the beach to the South. Gina convinced her friends that one ass-whipping was better than none, so they anticipated Goldy's route and the four of them got up and ran down the beach ahead of her.
After about a quarter mile, some cliffs rose up behind the narrowing sand. The way would start to get a little treacherous soon, so most of the locals never came down this far. In a slightly protected inlet of beach surrounded on three sides by cliffs, the four local girls waited for their prey. A little breathless from the run, they nonetheless eagerly chatted about how they were going to mess up Goldy's tan little body and make her a warning to any future trespassers from the university. They didn't have to wait long to get their wish as Goldy soon rounded the corner at a slow jog. Before she could even recognize the threat, Val landed a vicious side kick into her sternum, knocking her off her feet and the wind completely out of her. Val and Gina quickly grabbed her by her ankles and pulled her further into the beach inlet where they wouldn't be seen so they could begin teaching in earnest.
As she watched Brenda and Tammy drag Goldy across the sand after Val had flattened her, Gina felt a shiver of excitement. Her group had been in several fights on this beach, in some of which they had outnumbered their opponents by one or two. They had never, however, had a 4 to 1 advantage. Now that it was happening, Gina realized that they could really do whatever they wanted to Goldy and that was giving her a sexual thrill. She had never felt this way before, but she had the opportunity to work over anyone who looked like Goldy. Though not gay, Gina could appreciate that Goldy had a beautiful body and she was aroused by the violent possibilities that lay ahead. Goldy was gasping and heaving, trying to get air into her lungs, while her four assailants watched and decided what they wanted to do first.
Goldy had made it up to her hands and knees when Gina walked up and roughly grabbed her face by the chin. Looking in to Goldy's eyes, she said, "So you think you and your little slut friends can come here and act like you own this beach, huh? We're gonna show you that we have some rules around here and anyone who breaks them pays a heavy price." With that she tossed Goldy's face aside and launched a powerful kick right into the middle of her stomach, enjoying the hollow drum-like sound of her instep impacting Goldy's gut and making Goldy's hard fought battle to get back her breath a moot point.
Gina said, "Tammy, Brenda, pick up this little bitch. There will be plenty of time for her to lie on the ground when we stomp her into the sand." The two girls hauled Goldy to her feet and each held on of her arms. She actually seemed to have caught her breath - a condition Gina would soon remedy. However, before she could throw another blow at the golden girl, Goldy yanked her arms free. She quickly spun around and landed a solid punch right to the side of Tammy's head, knocking her down. She then caught Brenda with a side kick right to the solar plexus which sent her sputtering into the sand. Gina was so surprised, that she couldn't even mount a defense as Goldy took a few quick steps towards her and gamely shot a right hand at her jaw. The blow hurt, but Gina was tough enough to shake it off. However, she didn't clear her head in time to avoid a quick three-punch combination to her belly which drove her to a knee, though not winding her.
Gina couldn't believe this was happening. This skinny college chick was beating them down? As she struggled to come grips with this idea, Goldy's entire upper body snapped back as big Val came up behind her and caught her in a chokehold. As her brown face reddened and her eyes began to bug out, Goldy still flailed around, actually connecting a couple of elbows to Val's large, but solid midsection. Even if they were full strength shots, Val was simply too big for Goldy to do much damage. As Goldy's struggles in Val's hold subsided, the other three girls rose to their feet and began to converge on Goldy. Tammy struck first with a quick knife-handed blow into Goldy's navel. Almost instantaneously thereafter Brenda hit her in the same spot with a side kick. Goldy's body sagged which only put more pressure on her throat. Gina, having shaken off the effects of Goldy's abbreviated offensive display walked up to her as she began to lose consciousness. Putting her face directly into Goldy's she said, "That was a big mistake. We were already planning to mess you up, but now we are gonna do to you what you just did us a thousand times over. Good night for now, but we'll be seeing you real soon and you're gonna wish you never woke up." With that she landed her own crushing punch into Goldy's poor navel and followed it up with a knee to her crotch.
With the lack of air and the pain of the blows. Goldy slipped into unconsciousness. She was again dragged, this time as dead weight, across the sand. The four girls laid her across a large rock which supported her body from her knees to her upper back. Her head lolled back and her stomach now was stretched out and dangerously concave as her battered navel pulled taught and her ribs protruded through her brown skin. Like the others, Gina's temper was at full boil, but the sheer vulnerability of Goldy's body again raised the other strange stirrings in her. She thought to herself that she would explore these feelings much in the same way her fists would soon be exploring the depths of Goldy's abdominal cavity.
Gina stared at the unconscious golden girl's belly and felt a myriad of emotions battling inside her. Her jaw still stung from the right hook and while her stomach really didn't hurt any more from Goldy's punches, she was still furious that the little bitch had attacked her. At the same time, there was something incredible sensual about Goldy's body posed as it was. Her waist appeared even smaller in this position, but in an odd contrast, her now totally flat lower belly seemed to be several inches longer. Gina ran her hands over this part and felt the slight layer of baby fat above the still relatively toned muscle. The skin above the solar plexus was taut as it met the bottom of her sternum and looked like it offered nothing in the way of protection to the bundle of nerves behind it. Gina thumped it with her knuckles and felt only slight resistance. She ran her fingers over Goldy's now protruding ribcage and enjoyed how delicate each rib looked with her back arched and head back. In spite of herself, like many of the boys at the fraternities, Gina could feel herself beginning to salivate as she touched Goldy's stomach.
The final feeling was that there was something really maddening about this girl that went beyond her behavior on the beach and her earlier retaliatory attack on Gina and her friends. She was too perfect - looked too much the part of the spoiled rich brat. Though Gina had a good self-image, she could see that Goldy's good genetics were given all of the outside help that girls like Gina and her friends could never hope to afford. Goldy's pedicured feet were smooth and soft with professionally painted toes while Gina's were calloused and ugly from wearing cheap sandals. Slightly moving Goldy's thong revealed that her tan was equal parts natural sunlight and tanning beds. Gina didn't even know if there was a tanning salon in her neighborhood. Even the perfect little cleft in her chin and bobbed nose made Gina believe that maybe Goldy's face was not just what God gave her. In a way, this body represented all of the privileges that Gina never had, and in the same way some people like to run a key down the side of a nice car, Gina wanted to ruin Goldy's body.
This last feeling soon crowded out the rest and staring at Goldy's almost absurdly vulnerable stomach spurred Gina into action. She directed Tammy to hold Goldy's arms and Brenda to hold her legs so that her body would remained arched and open. Val and Gina positioned themselves on either side of the stone and Gina told Val that they were going to practice for her black-belt qualifying test by getting her ready to break the required four plywood boards. "But first," said Gina, "wake her up." Tammy slapped Goldy's face for a few seconds until the girl opened her eyes. "Is she up?" asked Gina, and before she even got the answer she smashed the side of her hand into the expanse of Goldy's lower belly.
"HUUNNNGGHH!!!"
the sound was forced out of Goldy, and before she could even take in a breath Val landed an even more powerful chop into Goldy's left side,
"AARRLLGGHH!!!"
came the tortured response. Gina and Val began systematically landing chop after chop into Goldy's stomach focusing on the area from her belly button and below and her sides. Gina knew that punches to the upper belly could be even more devastating, but she wanted this beating to last for a long time, so that area would get its attention later. She had to caution Val from hitting too quickly because Goldy needed to get air to stay awake. Val obviously liked the ax-like chops into Goldy's side the most. She could feel Tammy and Brenda straining to hold Goldy's body on the rock as her powerful blows tried to force it off. Gina preferred the straight-forward vertical chop. She could actually feel Goldy's muscles starting to surrender under her hand and the resistance become less and less. At the same time her excitement was intensifying. After a couple of minutes Goldy was no longer making the interesting noises that she started off making, and she soon realized the problem. Tammy had looped her arms over Goldy's and was pulling back on her chin to keep Goldy's abs taut. Gina told her to let go so that she'd have enough slack to continue grunting. "This is music to my ears, so don't hit the mute." she said as she punctuated the comment with a particularly vicious chop timed to come down exactly with Val. She was rewarded with a tortured "OOOUUULLFF!!!"
Gina smiled, "Now that's more like it."
Gina was really starting to enjoy herself. She was liking the sounds the best - the meaty thumps of their hands impacting Goldy's gut and the resultant strangled, pain-filled grunts that were pounded out of her. She also enjoyed the visual images of Goldy's concave stomach denting in as it absorbed the karate chops and its subsequent constrained contortion as it spat out their hands. Clearly the natural instinctive reaction of Goldy's body was to roll up to protect itself, and it tried to do this after each vicious chop, but with Tammy and Brenda pulling Goldy taut, her unfortunate stomach remained completely at their mercy. After absorbing each blow, Goldy's abs would spasm and struggle against her human bonds, but with no room to move, they would soon relax again. The intricate play in her battered abdominal muscles was very interesting to watch. Gina was amusing herself by trying to time her own chops to hit the very second after the spasm from each of Val's chop subsided.
Unfortunately, the last simultaneous shot seemed to be too much for the golden girl, and her body just lay totally slack without reacting to the next few blows. No grunts either, which indicated to Gina that she was again out cold. Gina couldn't help but be somewhat impressed with Goldy's resilience. Although she hadn't been counting, Gina must have thrown at least 30-35 karate chops. Val threw the same amount, and she hit harder. In spite of the impressive beating that they had just dished out, Gina still wanted to do more - much more. Two of the group hadn't even laid a fist on her yet, and that just wasn't fair. Tammy and Brenda desperately wanted to get in a little punishment of their own. Goldy's sunken stomach was reddening, but her deep tan made it a little difficult to see. Gina figured that she was hurt, but not severely, so they could continue the etiquette lesson. Goldy looked a little slow anyway, so she probably needed people to repeat things for her before she understood. Besides, she had fallen asleep in class.
Gina looked at her friends. "Well, she's probably good and softened up. What do you to want to do with her?" she asked Brenda and Tammy. who had released their holds on Goldy's arms and feet. Tammy rubbed the side of her head where Goldy had landed her shot. "My head still aches from her bony fist. I like the stomach thing, but I think I want to mess up her pretty face," responded Tammy. Brenda looked a little more contemplative as her hand unconsciously moved to massage her own stomach where she had been hit. She shared some of the feelings that Gina had - somehow beating Goldy's belly like this was turning her on, and she wanted to keep doing it. "Let's lay her on the ground so we have a few more options. I sort of like the stomping idea you had before."
Val shoved from her side and Goldy's limp body rolled off the stone and landed face down in the sand. Her back was mottled with red spots and scraped where the rock had not been kind to her skin. Just for fun, Brenda gave her a solid kick into her left side. That part of Goldy had been Val's chief focus, and the jolt of new pain to the severely bruised area jerked Goldy into semiconsciousness. Her body now had room to move in self defense and she started to curl in to a ball. "Oh no you don't," said Tammy and used her own foot to kick Goldy onto her back. Goldy was feebly clutching her abdomen, and Tammy bent down and pulled her arms up. She then put her butt on Goldy's chest and knelt on her upper arms so that the poor golden girl was pinned with her arms over her head. Tammy looked back and said with a grin, "I'm gonna work over on her head, just like she did to me. Why don't you make sure her stomach doesn't start to feel too good, Brenda?" With that Tammy threw a solid left cross to Goldy's jaw. After another couple shots to the chin, Goldy was again rude enough to fall asleep. Some people had no manners. Tammy was undeterred and continued her assault on Goldy's face. Like Gina, Tammy thought Goldy's clefted chin seemed annoyingly artificial, so she focused her efforts on trying to iron out the cleft with a barrage of punches, while also being sure to hammer a few shots to the side of Goldy's head in retaliation for her own headache. It was hard on her hands, but harder on Goldy's face and soon her chin glowed a bright pink, which only made the maddening cleft stand out better.
Brenda really couldn't decide what she wanted to do to Goldy. She recognized that the other two had already done a lot of work on Goldy's abdomen, but they really hadn't been very creative. Brenda took a cue from Tammy and straddled Goldy's hips. She cracked her knuckles and began looping closed-fisted punches into Goldy's stomach. The smack of her fist felt nice, but the sound seemed a little disappointing. Since Tammy's assault on Goldy's jaw had put her out again, there were no satisfying grunts like before. After only about ten or eleven good shots, Brenda rolled off and stood up. Just for fun she dropped her knee straight down into Goldy's navel. Even unconscious, that brought on a reaction. Goldy's feet flew straight up in the air and her upper body bucked violently enough to knock off Tammy who was at that point banging the back of Goldy's head in the sand. "Jesus! What did you do?"
"Just this," said Brenda and gave the golden girl another one, causing the same reaction. Tammy laughed and said, "That's so cool! Let me try." She added her own knee drop and once again in response to the radical compression of her stomach, Goldy flopped like a fish. Goldy didn't stir after the initial spasms, and for the first time Gina became a little concerned that they might be damaging her too much. She stepped in and said "Okay, only two more of those for each of you, and then we have to think of something else to do to her."
Tammy and Brenda took their time taking their last four knee drops into Goldy. She did not disappoint them with her reactions to each one, especially to the last two which they decided to do together. Goldy's feet flew up about two feet from the ground as the combined weight of both girls simultaneously crushed her upper and lower belly. That monstrous double knee drop convinced Gina and Val that they should each try one as well. Val went first and then Gina, who added a little something extra to hers by grinding her knee in Goldy's abdomen for several seconds, enjoying the feel of her organs squishing under it.
They were only about fifteen minutes into the beating, but all of them realized that they had already gone far beyond what they had expected to do to Goldy. They also all realized that they were not done with her yet. Something was compelling them to keep going, despite how badly they had already hurt her. Goldy was completely out and still looked incredibly vulnerable, but her deep tan camouflaged how severely beaten her stomach was. Her face was only somewhat bloodied from Tammy's punching, so overall one wouldn't have been able to guess that she had taken so much punishment. That's the thing about a good belly beating - the victim often doesn't look too bad afterwards, even if her insides have been smashed into jelly. Maybe if Goldy had alabaster skin, her deeply red belly would have shown as more of a contrast, and maybe that would have dissuaded the four girls from continuing on with their attack. If that was true, Goldy's tan was her enemy because her devastated stomach didn't look as bad as it was thanks to its bronze hue. However, that probably wasn't true, and they probably would have kept going no matter how red and bruised Goldy or belly looked.
Gina consciously knew that Goldy was badly hurt, but she didn't care. The combination of Goldy's beauty, her nakedness, her life of privilege and her absolute vulnerability had totally overwhelmed Gina's ability to reason. She had a primal urge to keep attacking this body, and she didn't know why. At her most basic level, she wanted to just go berserk with her friends, punching, kicking and stomping Goldy into pulp. At a more thoughtful level, she was enjoying this process and wanted to keep it going, so she knew that they had to conserve Goldy's stamina. She was destroyed now, but she could be more destroyed. It was just a question of pacing.
"All right, let's give her a break for a few minutes. She can't take many more knee drops, but I don't think we're done with her yet," said Gina.
They all nodded their agreement. "So what else can we do to her?" asked Val. "I really liked working over her stomach. Maybe if we slow down and don't hit her quite so hard she'll last longer."
"It's tough to not hit her hard, though," said Brenda. "There is something about her and especially her stomach that makes me want to just smash it."
"I know," Gina responded, "but she's already taken probably a hundred punches, and that last double knee drop you two gave her seemed to almost break her in half."
"Oh yeah, you really seemed concerned for her as you twisted your own knee in her gut for about a minute after we did that," said Tammy.
Gina smiled. "Yeah, you're right. My knee just had a mind of its own in there. Her stomach was so relaxed and I was already in so deep, I couldn't resist. Well, let's see if we can wake this golden girl up. Maybe she can give us some ideas. You know, I don't think I've heard her say anything yet."
"You mean besides, 'uuggh' and 'ooofff?'" asked Val.
"Yeah, besides that," laughed Gina. "I guess it's hard to talk when you've got somebody's fist or foot in your guts. Tammy, you like to hit her in the face. Slap her some and wake her up."
Tammy slapped Goldy's face several times, but the golden girl did not stir. Unable to control herself, Tammy gave Goldy another shot to the end of her chin.
"But it gives me an idea. Spread her legs."
Tammy and Gina pulled Goldy's legs apart to almost a full split. She offered no resistance. "Wow, she's pretty flexible," said Brenda. "She probably has a lot of experience spreading those legs, the little slut. Now watch this."
Brenda took a couple of running steps and landed a solid kick to Goldy's crotch. The effect was like smelling salts. Goldy sat bolt upright and immediately rolled into a ball and onto her side with a hand between her legs. Gina grabbed her, pulled her up and started slapping her face. "Come on, girl. Focus! We need to talk to you."
Goldy was not fully awake, but the pain she was feeling was evident as each movement brought on a grimace. Finally starting to come around, she weakly gasped through tears, "W-w-why are you doing this to me?" Her voice was a croak.
"I don't have time to explain why, right now. We're busy thinking about what to do to you. We all understand that we need to slow down a little on you, but we don't have any good ideas. We feel that it's not fair to you if we do nothing, so we thought we'd see if you had any preferences," said Gina.
It took a minute for this to sink in for Goldy. "Are you asking me to tell you how to beat me up? Are you kidding?"
"No, not really. If you don't have any ideas, we can lay you back over the rock. That didn't look too comfortable for you, but it was fun for us."
Goldy's eyes started to roll back in her head at the thought of reliving that first of now several parts of her beating. Evidently she hadn't enjoyed the experience as much as the rest of them.
"I tell you what, I'll make it easy. Here let's get up." Gina pulled Goldy up onto her rubbery legs. Unable to support herself, Goldy leaned against Gina. "Now, you just say which one of us you want to hit you, and we'll decide the rest. You can just point at who you want. Whenever you're ready…"
Goldy, in apparent disbelief, said nothing for a few seconds. "Too much time," called Gina and landed a short right hand into Goldy's upper stomach.
"UUUGGHH!!" Goldy buckled to her knees. "Wait! Wait, I can't take any more. I can't!" Goldy said and started to cry.
"Oh, boo-hoo," said Tammy in disgust. "Screw this. Let's just do what we've been doing."
"No," said Gina, "She is a big part of this, so she should have a say. Now, sweetie, as you can see, we're going to hit you no matter what. How about you just tell us where to hit you. That's fair, isn't it?"
Goldy wobbled to her feet, looking as if she'd fall over again. She steadied, sighed in resignation and said, "Punch me anywhere you want, I guess, just not here." She pointed at the spot just under her sternum.
Gina's eyes lit up. "So not right here?" she asked and plowed another right fist into the spot where Goldy had just pointed.
"BUUULLLGGHH!!!" choked Goldy through fresh tears, obviously caught by surprise by the quick shot.
Gina quickly got behind Goldy and pulled held her arms up into a full nelson. "Val," she said, "Are you clear on what spot to avoid?"
"Sure am. Not here," she said as she threw a nice left-right combination into the solar plexus. "But here, here and here are okay, right?" she asked Goldy as she pumped a left-right-left into her navel area.
Goldy again groaned and weakly fought against Gina to free herself. Tammy stepped up, "You mean I can go here, here and even my favorite spot, here," she said throwing shots to each side of Goldy's ribcage and then a blistering uppercut under her battered chin, "But I can't hit her here?" she asked Val and launched her knee directly into Goldy's upper stomach.
"That's right," answered Val, but I think she meant you can't go here..." smashing her own knee directly under Goldy's sternum. "You hit her here." She landed another knee an midway between the first spot and Goldy's navel.
Goldy had no air left with which to grunt and was again just about out on her feet. She started to sink to her knees. Gina helped lower her down and twisted her onto her back. Right after Goldy's back hit the sand, Brenda gave her three vicious stomps, again to her abused solar plexus.
Gina scolded her sardonically, "Brenda, that was the one spot she said that we couldn't hit her."
Brenda replied, "Oh, I thought she said we just couldn't punch her there. I thought stomps were okay."
"Good point. I guess it's fine then," answered Gina. She bent over Goldy's now unconscious face. "Thanks for the help. We appreciate it."
Rick and Ruben decided after their recent debacle that they should go get high. They had a favorite spot a little to the south of Evan's beach that was private and protected, and they headed for it. Initially Rick had really thought that they had a chance to score with those rich college girls, but they had cooled off pretty soon after the four of them had started walking. That friend of theirs, though… Man, what a body. She had been the reason that they had stopped, anyway. With that tiny yellow bikini and the dark tan - he was starting to get hard even thinking about her. The other two were cute, too, cuter than most of the girls on the beach, but they were not in the same league as the first one, Suzanne. He knew that they were focusing on Suzanne a little too much when they first stopped to talk. That had pissed off the other two lesser ones, and they obviously had asked Rick and Ruben to take a walk to try to piss off the first in return, not that she seemed pissed. The two girls had initially wanted to turn back right away when they saw that Suzanne hadn't bit, but Rick kept talking, thinking he'd win them over, so they kept walking. Eventually it became obvious that the two girls were going to freeze them out, so they turned back. When they got back to Evan's, Suzanne was gone, as was all of the three girls' stuff. First they thought Suzanne had ditched them, but the bitchier one, Carrie, remembered that she had driven and saw that her car was still there. They were totally pissed at Suzanne, since she had left their stuff unattended and somebody swiped it. Luckily, Carrie had her keys and they were considering taking off to teach Suzanne a lesson. They were continuing to fume at their hot friend, and Rick and Ruben both saw that this had turned into an ugly scene, so they excused themselves. Laughing even before they got out of earshot, they kept talking about what a pain in the ass those two were, how hot their unlucky, now ditched friend was, and how they were going to enjoy the joint that Ruben had in his pocket.
They had just about arrived at their hideout when they heard activity ahead. Since undesirable types sometimes hung out on this beach, they proceeded cautiously. Poking their heads around the corner, they could not believe what they were seeing. Gina, Tammy and two of their friends had that hot Suzanne chick bent over a rock and Gina and some other big girl were chopping at her stomach with their hands as if they were breaking boards. Rick was stunned - one of his greatest fantasies was actually happening right now! He had always been turned on by the thought of seeing a beautiful, thin girl take a belly beating from several attackers. His number one greatest fantasy was that he would be one of those attackers, but so far the opportunity had never presented itself. Ruben also seemed into it. Although they had never talked about Rick's secret desires, Rick thought that he probably had a few of the same thoughts. At least he wasn't trying to be a hero and break it up, which is all that Rick really cared about. The two guys crouched behind a rock where they could see but were shielded from being seen and watched the action unfold.
They both knew Gina and Tammy as those two had been trying to get into their pants for weeks now. Gina was fairly hot, but she was too aggressive for Rick's taste. He could really see that aggressiveness now as she viciously pounded Suzanne's outstretched body. Ruben just wasn't into Tammy's looks, although both could agree she looked pretty good yanking back on Suzanne's head and arms and totally exposing her body to the two hitters. They did not know the other two girls by name, although they recognized them. Watching the beating unfold, they learned that their names were Brenda and Val. In fact, Val had become Rick's new hero as she chopped away at Suzanne's belly like a lumberjack.
The two guys watched with increasing excitement as they dumped a now out cold Suzanne off the rock, and Tammy and Brenda jumped on top of her. Rick had never thought about it before, but somehow it was really a turn on to watch Tammy punch Suzanne in the face. Her chin was very sexy, long and with a deep cleft, and it was exciting to watch someone focus so much abuse on such a small and relatively vulnerable part of a woman's body. They both liked watching Brenda continue to work over Suzanne's belly, but they almost gave themselves away as they gasped when she dropped her knee into it. They gasped again after the double knee drop by Tammy and Brenda and winced when Gina ground her knee into poor Suzanne's crushed abdomen. They both instinctively cupped their groins when Brenda woke up Suzanne with a massive kick to the crotch, and they couldn't help but to chuckle at the humorous and violent slapstick that resulted from Suzanne stupidly telling them where not to hit her. The girl was hot and could evidently take a punch (a kick, a chop and a stomp as well), but she sure wasn't too bright. The show was more than Rick ever could have hoped for in his wildest dreams, and he was seriously regretting that he did not have a video camera.
After Brenda's final stomps to Suzanne's solar plexus, they figured that this would have to end soon. Rick had no idea what Suzanne had done to get these girls so pissed, but he had never seen nor heard of anyone getting beaten like this before. Suzanne looked totally wasted. Her bikini top had slid off of one of her breasts and her belly was deeply bruised looking. They had seen her knocked out and waken up several times, but Rick was convinced that she would not wake up again soon, no matter how many kicks to the crotch she took. It was with a combination of wonder, delight and a little horror that he watched Gina and Val, after some hushed discussion that they could not hear, pick up her body, each kneel down on one knee and lay her out over their other knees in sort of a double backbreaker hold. Suzanne was ravishing in her unconsciousness with her tan and battered stomach even more stretched out then it had been over the rock. Her beautiful face and its bruised chin was pointed in their direction, with her eyes closed and lips parted. The two big girls again began hammering at her decimated midsection, and the sounds of solid thumping punches and fleshy stinging smacks again filled the air.
Rick thought he had found heaven
Goldy was again unconscious, and, after the working over her solar plexus just received from the four of them on top of everything else that had been done to her, she was likely to be remain that way for a while. Gina decided that she enjoyed beating on Goldy while she was out more than while she was conscious, even if she didn't hear any satisfying grunts and groans. When Goldy was unconscious, she was even more vulnerable, and they could inflict an even greater amount of damage on her with the same amount of effort. That thought got Gina even more turned on than pounding on a conscious Goldy. Now looking at Goldy's totally helpless body, Gina was having a hard time remembering her earlier, more rational thoughts of pacing the beating to make it last longer. She just wanted to end it in a violent barrage of punches, chops and stomps. She looked around and could see by the hungry looks in the eyes of her friends that they were sharing the same thought.
Gina pulled them together, "I think we should just jump to the grand finale. Let's just go all out on that little stomach of hers and really mess it up. Val and I will start, and you two can finish her off," she said pointing at Brenda and Tammy. "I don't think its worth trying to wake her up since we're going to knock her out again anyway. Besides, I like punching that belly when she's out and it's nice and soft," she said with a grin. "Val, why don't you kneel down here with me. We'll lay her over our knees so that we can really stretch her out."
They each knelt on one knee facing each other with their other legs side by side. They lifted up Goldy's lifeless body so that her back lay across their thighs, her arms and legs hung loose and her stomach again was totally exposed. Gina put her left hand on Goldy's thigh to hold her in place and with her right hand she fingered Goldy's navel in the middle of the darkened expanse of her abdomen. Gina shook her head as she surveyed the damage. Even with Goldy's deep tan, the bruising was starting to show. It was darkest in her middle belly area right around her navel and on her left side, as those spots had absorbed the most abuse. Gina thought about evening up the color a little, so her first blow was a short but solid punch into Goldy's right side just under ribs. It felt so nice that she threw a few more to the same spot and then down to Goldy's hipbone. Meanwhile, Val peppered Goldy's entire front with a mix of closed fisted punches and karate chops. Initially, they were striking at their own, individual paces with Val throwing quicker shots and Gina harder, more deliberate ones. Eventually they settled into a sort of moderate rhythm of alternating their punishing blows just as they did when Goldy was laid across the rock. It started with a punch every four or five seconds, then they began gradually speeding them up like a crowd does when clapping at a ball game. Gina was enjoying trying out a new move - giving Goldy's belly some hard open handed smacks. These blows didn't go as deep into Goldy's abdominal cavity as the punches and chops, but they produced some great red color and a very satisfying sound. You could hear the sting in each one. "Too bad she's not awake to enjoy it," thought Gina. Val had noticed that both of Goldy's breasts had come free from her bikini top. Grabbing the left one, she gave it a hard squeeze and then fired a few punches back and forth between them. She relished the thought that little miss perfect was going to have some sore titties as well as a sore belly.
After a short time and the infliction of a lot of new damage to Goldy's already damaged body, Gina and Val had just about worn themselves out. Gina was so excited anyway that she thought she would completely lose control of herself if she kept going. They stood up and let Goldy roll face first into the sand. She didn't lay there for long when Tammy and Brenda assumed the same position that the other two had and again stretched Goldy out. Gina noticed that she had really done a good job in evenly coloring Goldy's abdomen. Her right side and lower belly were a nice hot red, which Gina was sure would darken to match the rest of her. Tammy and Brenda wasted no time in beginning their own attack. Both seemed to feel that in honoring Goldy's request, the group had not paid adequate attention to her solar plexus. They made up for that now by hammering punch after devastating punch into that spot. Gina watched as each blow caved in the area just below Goldy's sternum and thought about the residual pain that would cause when Goldy finally did wake up. After they decided that they had paid enough attention to her upper belly, Tammy and Brenda began using the sides of their hands to cut up Goldy's still taut, yet generally decimated, navel area. Like the two before them, Tammy and Brenda fell into sort of a punching cadence, alternating their chops. Tammy used one hand and held Goldy in place, while Brenda gripped her hands together and use both. Gina started to get concerned that they were hurting her too much, but she was lulled into a trance by the hypnotic rhythmic karate chopping, so she let them continue. When Goldy's body began spasming under the force of all three hands landing together in some simultaneous chops, Gina finally stepped in.
"All right, I think she's had enough." Tammy and Brenda were puffing with exertion, but Tammy still found the strength give Goldy's abdomen one more open handed smack before moving her knee from under Goldy's back and letting her slide onto the sand. Goldy lay in the classic defeated pose - on her back with arms and legs splayed in a spread-eagle and unconscious. The entire front of her torso was either angry red or turning bluish purple. The tip of her battered chin was also a few shades darker than the rest of her face. The four girls looked at her as if she were a work of art - a masterpiece in the medium of bruised flesh. Brenda stood up and gave Goldy one more stomp in the solar plexus for good measure. Goldy's body barely moved in response.
"So what do we do with her?" asked Val.
"Let's just leave her here. She's pretty messed up, but eventually she'll wake up or someone will find her." said Gina. "We can check back in a few hours to see if she's still here. Whatever happens, after this, I don't think we'll be seeing this golden girl again on our beach anytime soon. Maybe she'll think twice about moving into someone else's territory and flaunting that thin little body of hers."
As they were about to walk away, Gina reached down and grabbed Goldy's bikini top and pulled it off of her. "I'm keeping this as a souvenir," she said, leaving Goldy destroyed and now practically naked. The four girls walked back towards Evan's Beach just as the sun was going down through the haze. With the sun in their eyes, they didn't notice the two guys crouching behind a rock just outside their nook in the cliffs, nor did they see the two go in behind them'