Welcome To Our School written by Ace
"SPLAT. OOOOFFF" Kay doubled over and held her stomach. The punch, by far not the first one, had landed in the middle of her stomach and forced the air from her lungs. "WHUMP, OOUUFFF" The next punch landed in the tender upper stomach of the 18 year old. Kay moaned and staggered away from her tormentor. "Not such a big shot now, are you?", a distant voice sneered. "How had this happened? I can't believe it. I've got to get away", were some of the thoughts running through Kay's jangled brain. "Get her", a second voice said. Arms lifted her up and held her from behind. "OOUUGGHH" A small fist sank in just above Kay's belly button. Her resistance was going, along with her strength and her breath. "AAIIYYY" A hard knee was driven up between her legs. Through the fog of pain she saw stars.
"It wasn't supposed to be this way," she thought. "I was going to be #1 here". Things hadn't worked out as she planned in her new school, and here she was, naked except for her bra and shorts and being pummeled by two girls she barely knew. "CRACK" The sound of the slap as much as the pain to her face snapped Kay back to reality. "Don't, stop, I don't want to be captain. Just don't punch "OOUUGGNN" One of the girls drove her fist in to Kay's belly button, just above the waistband of her shorts. "Pull those shorts off. I want to see what I'm hitting," said Cindy, who along with Sue, was teaching a small town lesson to the big-city girl. Sue released Kay, who was threat to run, and yanked Kay's sweat shorts down to her ankles. Kay's beautiful young body was now completely revealed except for the tiny panties and brief bra she wore.
Kay had arrived in town just a few weeks ago when her dad was transferred to manager of the only industry in the town. Kay was tired of her previous big school and thought she could be the queen bee of Central High. With her natural blonde good looks she knew she could have any position she wanted as well as any boy she fancied. She made the mistake of flirting with Sue's boyfriend, and announcing that she was the obvious choice as the captain of the cheerleading squad. The result of these actions were that Cindy and Sue ambushed Kay after practice in the girls' locker room.
At first, Kay held her own. At 5'8" and 120 pounds, she was strong enough and certainly not afraid of these hick girls. She had even been in a few scraps at her previous school, and after some hair pulling and slapping, she usually won.
These girls fought differently. They punched. Kay had no way of knowing that Sue's older brother had taught Cindy and her the rudiments of boxing--how to put your weight behind a punch, how to protect your thumbs by curling them inside your fist, and how to punch as if you were going to punch through your target. Kay was doing all right until Sue punched her in the stomach. Kay had doubled over, leaving her face a convenient target for a jab to her mouth that split her lip. With Kay's hands up to her face, Cindy had snuck in from the right and given her an uppercut under the ribs. Things had gone from awful to horrible, until now, Kay was stripped to her underwear and being pounded by two girls who did not want to knock her out, but instead just punish her.
Kay just stood there, the picture of teen-age beauty. Her lightly tanned body was there for the punching. Her stomach was flat, her breasts medium sized, but well shaped, and her gently rounded belly appeared soft and smooth. Cindy approached next and said, "How's your belly? Can it take a punch". When Kay only said, "Please", Cindy drove her fist into Kay just below her navel. "UUGGNN" Kay moaned and put her hands to her belly. Sue quickly stepped in and pulled Kay's long hair straight up, 'til the pain made her straighten up. "Good", said Cindy, "a better target" "THUD. UUMPHH. SPLAT, OOUUGHH" A left and a right dug into Kay's lower belly. Kay tried to double, but Sue caught her and held her from behind. Kay was now wide open. Her body one wide open target. Cindy worked on her soft belly from the navel down. Her punches dug in and rearranged Kay's guts. "UUGGNNN" OOOMMMPHH" "Please, no more UGGNNN". A final tremendous punch to Kay's soft belly made her eyes flutter into unconsciousness and Sue let the dead weight drop. Cindy and Sue slapped hands and left the gym, leaving Kay to her pain and her plans for revenge.
Wow great story. Thanks for sharing with us.
This is a true story..... It was a friday night, my girlfriend called me up to go out to the club. I had a boyfriend that was very jealous if I even leave the house. Im what you call gorgeous. long black hair, nice fluffy breasts, beautiful fair skin and a pretty a soft flat belly. my navel is a sunk in hole, that you can literally pour liquid in, looks like a lil bowl. The only issue is that I have alot of pains in my navel because of how far its sunk in. my belly is smooth and pretty. My ex boyfriend had belly fetish, but only with mine. Any chance he gets, hes digging in my belly. So that night I really did want to go out. Im on the phone with my friend and he walks in on me talking about it. He said your not going out, your stayin in with me tonight so forget it. I quickly told her i"ll call her back. So I said to him, thats not fair and I wont be gone too long. He stands 6'4 and about 250-300 lbs. solid muscles! So he looked at me and said call her back and tell her you cant go because your stomach hurts. I said babe my stomach feels fine. He said....oh really? Before I had a chance to protect my belly,uuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggg he sunk his fist deep in my belly button cause me to double over. He didnt move his fist he just kept jabbin in an upward position and the pain was horrible. Finally after literally pullin his fist out of my sunk in belly, I dropped to the floor laying flat on my back. I was in a daze, when I felt the worse pain in my lower belly that brought me concious again. oooooowwwwwfffffffff....his timberland boot sunk in my lower stomach. So he asked me, how does your stomach feel now? I couldnt answer because I could barely breathe and my stomach was hurting me so bad. Again he said, how does your stomach feel now? I didnt answer, I just looked at him in disbelief. I was wearing an wifebeater and some jean shorts at the time. He leaned over me, mashing his fist in my hurt belly while opening the button and unzipping the shorts, opening them to pull them down just by my waistline to make sure he has access to my lower belly and my navel. He then straightened his arm really tight and mashed his punch into my lower belly causing me to scream out ooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwww "I cant take no more baby please just not in my stomach"!!!! Then I told him ok I wont go, trying to catch my breath with every word. I rolled over on my side holding my stomach and he just laughed. He moved my arm from holding my battered belly and drawed back his timberland boot and kicked me in my navel. uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh uuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh, he had pumped 3 kicks into my beat belly. I never felt pain like that before, slowly the pain started fading because I passed out. A few minutes later I was slowly feeling the pain in my stomach rise because I was waking up. He said to me be glad you didnt eat anything today, or you would have vomited all over the place and I would have made you clean it while I rearrange your insides, Now get up. I tried to get up, but the pain of moving was unbareable to me. I told him I cant....uuuuuhhhhhooohhhhhhhooooooouuuuhhh He punched me above my belly button this time knocking the rest of the wind from me. I cried and laid there holding my belly. The phone rang....he walked away and answered it. Hello.....no shes not going her stomachs hurting her, I knew that was my friend on the phone. He hung up of course. I pleaed with him standing over me, baby just dont hurt my stomach anymore please. My belly was in the worse pain imagineable. I couldnt move because it felt like a ton of bricks weighing in my lower belly, my navel felt like something was diggin with force in it and my upperbelly was sore from the fresh punch and I was breathless. He picked me up off the floor and laid me in the middle of the bed. Baby I love your stomach so much, he said to me, and your so sexy when your hurting. I dont want nobody else touchinyour belly, or looking at it, thats why I dont allow you to wear belly shirts. But if you dont do what I tell you, your bellys gonna pay the price! I looked at him and told him "your sick". He said, your bein a smart ass bitch...oooooowwwwwwwwww he elbowed me in my navel. He was sure to make it dig in! By now my tummy was turning colors. I coughed up blood turning over on my side holding my belly again. He said dont ever call me sick. I then realized that he was looking for any excuse he could find to hit me in my stomach. So I didnt say a word. He then laid behind me and moved my hand and started rubbing my beatin belly and massaging and digging each finger into my hurting belly button. ooouuuucccchhhhh stop sticking your fingers in my navel, I cried out,He said Im rubbing it for your dumb ass. I said just dont touch my stomach ok! He said what, He then crossed over in front of me, laying in front of me as if he was cradling me and began hammering in my belly while holding me in a hugging position so I cant move. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggg MY STOMACH I cried out!!!!! while I was crying, he was landing deep blow after blow in the center of my belly. He stopped and began to disposition me between his legs in a scissors position and squeezed the middle of my stomach ooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww SSSTTTTOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPP PPPPPLLLLLEEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEE your hurting my stttooommmmmaaaacccchhhhh uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh!! He let off. Just then, I got up in the bed and sat on my chest, back to my face and facing my stomach!!! He pulled up my wifebeater and pulled off my shorts ooooooowwwwwwfffffffff I took a deep blow to my lower belly ooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwfffffffffffffff I took another one. I took about 10 blows to my lower belly all in the same spot. his hand didnt move from that 1 spot. He dug with each punch. All I can do was cry and take it. I couldnt hold or cover my belly cause he was sitting on my arms too. By then my belly was so weak and beatin till I just laid there and let him punch hoping this would soon be over. He then said to me, everytime you try to go to a club, your stomach is gonna hurt!!!! He then turned himself around while still sitting on my mashed breasts and he began to slide backwards while still sitting on me till uuuuhhhhhhhhh, his butt made it into my middle belly. The pressure was too much for me........ get uuuuuuuuuuuuppppppppppppp uuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggg I CANT TAKE IT NO MORE PLEEEAAASSSSEEEEE MY STOOOOOOMAAAACCCHHHHH HHHUURRRRRRTTTTTSSSSSS!!!! By now this beating in my stomach seemed like it went on for hours and just wouldnt end!!! I reached up and scratched him across the face. OUCH YOU DUMB BITCH he yelled!! Aiight I got something for that belly button. It hurt as the weight lifted off my stomac....uuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh!! no pleeeeeaaassssseeeee!! hit me i my face just not my stomach I cried. He said im done hittin you, this is worse!!!!!!! I got so scared but I couldnt fight back or try to run because my stomach was in agonizing pain!!!! the pitt of my stomach and the lower belly was in so much pain. It just felt like I was taking every punch kick and stomp all over again, again and again!!! He had left out the room and came back with the kitchen chair. He put the chair down, which had 4 metal legs and he walked over to the bed and grabbed my arm and he yanked me off the bed and I hit the floor as he dragged me to the chair. He sat down and laie me belly up across his lap and just then he elbowed my stomach again and again. How does your stomach feel baby?? I was only wimpering uh ahh ooowww , I was too weak to let out a scream from pain! It hurt so much, and of course each elbow when deep in my navel, it was brutalized!! Then he rubbed my stomach and slapped it twice and said, get ready for this, I dont think ur belly can handle it baby. By now im realizing hes not himself. I didnt know what to expect that can be worse than getting punched, kicked elbowed,stomped sat on!!! I figured I'll get it over with hes about tostab me in my stomach. In a very weak voice I said dont stab me!! He said im not gonna stab ur belly, im not gonna kill you, but your stomach is gonna ache for a long time and you"ll never THINK about going out bein a lil hore again. He put his finger in my round navel which was a perfect fit and he poked and digged and moved his stabbing finger back and forth and side to side. It hurt really bad ooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuccccccccchhhhhhhhhhhh I screamed out grabbing my stomach trying to pull his finger out. In a way I was relieved that was all, but just then he pushed me off his lpa on the floor...uuhh!!! I fell on my stomach. He rolled me over on my back with his foot and he kneeled his knee into the middle of my stomach pressing up and down up n down uuuhh uuuhh uuuuuuuuhhhhhhh STOOOP!!! He said shut up and get ready cause this is gonna hurt. He then lifted up 1 leg of the iron chair and positioned it in my aching, hurting, weak beat up stomach. I didnt feel anything, I was relieved that he thought that hurt but the chair wasnt that heavy, yet too weak to move it off my belly button. He said do you love me? I said I did but after this I cant!!! I could barely get the words out!! He said ok baby, wrong answer, and he then sat on the chair AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SOMEBODY HELLLLLLLPPPPPPPP MMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEE PPPPPPLLLLLEEEEAAAAAASSSSSEEEEEEE AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH MMMY STTTOOOMMMAAAAAACCCCCHHHHHHHHHH. The pain in my navel was too much for me. The chair dug so deep in my belly, I started coughing blood again and my lower back was hurtin, felt like the chair was pushing myback. I cried and cried as he sat there for a good 10 minutes that felt like an hour!!! He bounced up and down in the chair causing it to go deeper in my navel and I just couldnt handle it! He then finally got up and I tried to roll ove on my side but the pain in my hurting navel wouldnt allow me to move. He then said 1 more thing baby and your done and daddy will rub it and make ur belly all better!! I said in a weak voice with tears rolling down my face, no more please!!!! He said shut up, he then moved the chair under my navel, this time to the lowest area of my belly, but directly in the middle and sat on the chair and bounced up and down again oooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuchhhhhhhhhhh SSSTTTTTOOPPPPPPP!!! he sat there for about 5 minutes with that metal leg digging in my already hurting lower abdomen. when he got up, it was a perfectly round purple circle there that made a bruise, along with the bruise inside and around my navel. My stomach I said in a weak voice. my stomach cant take no more. He said yea I know. He picked me up AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I screamed out from the pain of him moving me, and he then layed me in the center of the bed. He kissed my stomach up n down and rubbed it and even when and got the heating pad to lay on it, while I cried the whole time holding my beatin up belly. The beating was over, he said I kow ur hurting bad, but just incase you feel like you might wanna leave me in the middle of the night, ima hold u down. He then layed on top of me, resting his muscular chest in the pitt of my stomach mashing my belly to my back. He layed there the whole night and on to the following afternoon crushing my belly. I was in and out of sleep from the pain,but he was to heavy to move and the more he relaxed the more pressure his chest put in my hurting weak stomach. The next few days I was in agonizing pain and he was there taking care if me and rubbing and massaging my belly every chance he get. The massages hurt but he didnt want to stop. Took about 2 weeks for the bruises to go away I never thought about clubbin again!
hurtmybelly that was awesome!!!! got any more stories?
thanku hun, yes i do!! Put up another one just for you so enjoy!!!
part 2 of the belly abuse from my ex-boyfriend......As you know it took 2 weeks for the bruises on my belly to heal. But the pain would always come and go and still does. Before my belly could totally get over the beating that I suffered, He attacked my stomach again. This time with help. I would say a week later. He came home from hanging out one night with a few of his friends, who came home with him to finish the night off with some beers. Not knowing that he was bringing company, I had fell asleep on the couch laying on my back with my beautiful round and deep navel exposed, still slightly purple from the beating I had recieved a week ago. I was wearing a baby pink tight laced top that exposed all by pretty belly with matching baby pink boy cut panties. I had actually laid down for a nap because I kept having shooting pains in my navel from the beating, and my lower belly kept cramping causing me to double over from the pressure. I was in a deep sleep so I didnt hear them come in. In my sleep I felt a pain cover the middle of my belly and it felt like it was touching my back....uuuhhhh aaaahhh as I opened my eyes adn was grabbing my stomach, I realized someone was sitting in the pitt of my belly so I started hitting and screamin GET OOOOOOF MEEEEEE UUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! My ex started yelling, why the hell are you laying here naked in front of my friends you slut go put some clothes on. I said crying out, GET OFF ME THEN!!!! He said no I gotta keep you covered. His friends are sayin, dude come on that looks like your hurting her stomach, your a big dude!! He just smiled as I gasping for air "yea its hurting her belly alright"!! One of his friends actually grabbed him self in pleasure while my belly was being crushed. Now they all had been drinking and was coming back to top off the night with more beers like I mentioned before. My ex said to him, dude I see you grabbin your shit, I bet you wish you were sitting on her soft belly dont you. His friend stood there with the biggest grin on his face, meanwhile im crying out YOUR HURTING MEEEEEEEEEEE.....MY STOMACHS NOT HEALED FROM BEFORRRRREEEEE....DONT DO THIS AGAIN.......MY STOMACH CANT HANDLE IT BABY PLEAAASSSEEEEEEE!!!!! He said in a low yet excited voice, im not gonna do it again, yo dude come here!!! I know I wasnt hearing this correctly, but I was too weak to say anything else, while my round sexy breasts showed my nipples throught the pink lace. On e of the other guys said...what are you doing??? My ex said im bout to get my rocks off watchin her belly get beat. His friend that he called over said in disbelief with a smile......are you serious??? My ex got up...uuhhh I felt the pain of him mashing my belly as he was getting up. He said to his friend, sink your knee in the middle of her belly, as I screamed out NO...UUUNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG his friend did it with pleasure. I begged him not to, and my ex egged him on. UUUUUUHHHHHH he did it again while grabbing himself and looking like he was going crazy from the pleasure. His friends amazed started walking over, one said are you guys nuts, shes a woman, thats her stomach, your hurting her stomach, she can start internal bleeding or you can mess her up from having babys. My ex said shes a trooper, that belly can take what I give it. His friend just went and sat down shakin his head and said you guys fuckin sick!! My ex went and got the chair from the kitchen table and sat in front of me lying there helpless and said "punch her belly for me" I couldnt believe this was happening. I had realized from the knee in my belly that this guy was bigger than my ex. He was tall and stout with huge hands. He said my pleasure, first past me a beer. My husband ran to get a beer and I tried to get up, but I couldnt move, pain sunk in the middle of my belly shocking me and I wrapped my arms around my hurting belly. He came back with the beer and I begged, begged and begged like there was no tomorrow!! All they wanted was pleasure, they were drunk. My boyfriend said...punch her under her navel for me and keep going dont stop....I said NOOO..UUUNGGGGGGGGGGGG AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH UUUUUUNNNNNN AAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWW OOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWSSSTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPP OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW OOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. He whaled in on my lower belly. Just then He moved up UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH he sent a deep pulverizing blow into the middle of my belly and I vomited turning sideways with a striking pain in my stomach, attempting for the vomit to go on the floor. Instead it went on his friends shoes and a lil on his. You dumb ass!!! my boyfriend yelled!!! I said pleasssseeeee!!!!! His friend sitting over on the couch now in pleasure, said smiling, you guys need to stop. I knew then I had no help! The big guy asked can I keep going. My boyfriend said yea, im enjoyin it. Then the big guy pulled me off the couch by my arm and I hit the floor laying in the vomit, but couldnt move.I was laying in front of the couch on my back. He sat down to drink his beer with his large size 15 sheaker on my helpess belly. AHHH..he gave me a quick stomp in the midsection! UUUHHH he stomped my hurting belly again. OOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW I was in pain from him holding the heel of his sneaker in my belly button. It hurt so bad, I cried and cried as he sunk his sneaker in my belly for what felt like hours. He finally raised his foot and uuuhhh I grabbed my belly. My ex asked him, what the fuck is wrong with you stupid. His friend looking puzzled..."what u told me to do it"...my ex said yea and I didnt tell u to stop!! The big guy smiled OOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWFFFFFFFFFFFFFF he stomped my lower belly again causing me to spit blood!! The other guy said, stop shes spittin blood, as my ex assured him that its ok, I always do when he beats my stomach in!!! Just then the big guy sent 5 stomps in my belly button using only the heel of his sneaker as I passed out. The pain had become unbareable!!!! A lil while later I woke up to water splashed in my face OOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWFFFFFFFFF I was punched on the side of my navel causing my body to jerk then get stunned. By then with my blury vision I looked over and the big guy and my ex couldnt control their busts. And my stomach was in so much pain. My ex said wasnt that some hot shit???? His friend sat back in the chair with his head back and eyes rolling in the back of his head with pleasure. There was one more guy that I didnt realize was there, came over and said lemme pick her up and lay her across the arm of the chair so I can work her pretty navel while her bellys stretchin...Is that okay?? he asked my ex. Yea man hurt her stomach for me. OOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW dont move me I yelled as he picked me up and layed me over the arm of the couch. My belly was stretched and my navel was long deep and stretched wide open. a perfect soft deep hole atleast an inch deep. He then went to the kitchen and got a butter knife out the drawer, what are you doing the other guy exclaimed? Im just gonna hurt her navel. he then turned the butter knife around so that the round end can jab my belly. OOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW I screamed!!!! He jabbed dirctly in my navel sending a piercing pain all the way down to my vagina. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW he did it again. I tried to raise up and cover my belly, but the big guy held my lega and my boyfrine went around to hold my shoulders.OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW he jabbed my navel again. causing me to cry. The big guy started to grab himself again so he just sat on my legs and fondled himself with the left hand and punched my lower belly with the right UUUUUUUUUUUUUHHNNNNNNNNNNNGG, I felt like my lower belly splattered inside, bustin my ovaries wide open. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW the butter knife jabbed me again UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGG my lower belly was punched again HHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!! i screamed!! I pleaded....My stomach...I said in a wimpering voice.....my stomach........uuuuhhhh my stomachs hurting me please.....my stomach....uhhhhhhhhhh my stomach hurts.....help me I cant take it anymore just dont hurt my stomach any more.....uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh help my stomach pleeeeaaaassssse!!! I said wimpering and crying. These guys were drunk out of their minds. Just then I heard a loud "POP".....My boyfriend fell on me with blood gushing from behind his head. then rolled on the floor "POP" I heard it again but harder. The big guy fell on me oooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwffffffffffffff laying sideways with his shoulder digging in my stomach. The other guy with the butter knife backed up and said alright and dropped the butter knife with his hands up. my stomach was caving in and I couldnt breathe from the heavy shoulder...I cried....GET HIM OFF ME...GET HIM OFF ME PLEASSSEEEEE!! To my surprise the guy sitting over on the couch had found my ex"s steel bat and cracked them over the head with it. Help me get his big ass off her, he told the other one that was jabbing my belly button with the butter knife. The two struggled and after about 2 minutes were able to pull him off my sunken belly. My lower back was in pain and my stomach was in agony at this point. The guy told the butter knife guy, take your ass home and I wont say nothing to nobody about what you assholes did. OKAY OKAY he said and ran out. My helper layed my body on the couch rubbing my hurting belly gently and asked are you ok sweety. I couldnt sit back and watch them hurt you like that no more. your so pretty. why are you with him??? I said wimpering in pain, "cause he"ll find me and beat me up if I leave him. He said baby.....look what hes doing now. ooooooooooooooowwwwwwwww I held my hurting belly, He tried to soothe it with a gentle rub, but it didnt help. ooooooooowwwwwwwww my stomach I began crying again. It hurts so bad. by now both hands are holding my aching, cramping, swollen belly. Your bellys swollen pretty bad, but you have light bruises. I told him their from before. He said puzzeled. before??? He did this to you before??? yes last week I gasped!! He said your bruises will get worse before they get better sweety. I said in a wimpering and crying soft voice....."take me to a hospital please". He went in the room and pulled the blanket off the bed and picked me up in his muscular arms and carried me out. I let out a scream when he picked me up which woke my ex. My ex lifted his face and "crack" caught a timberland boot in his face which instantly knocked him out again. He carried me out to his SUV (luckily he was the driver that night) and he laid me gently in the front seat reclining the seat back to try and give my belly some comfort. He went to the other side and got in and raced me to the hospital. uuuhhhh uuuuuuhhhh uuuuhhhh my stomach hurts I wimpered. He said I know sweety im gettin you to the hospital. Gently moving the blanket back while he was driving he rested his large hand over my weak and tender belly rubbing me gently. He moved his hand down to my lower belly and gently pressed with 3 fingers. oooooowwwwwwwwww OKAY OKAY sweety just seein if I feel lumps or anything, Im sorry I know ur bellys really tender right now. I didnt mean to hurt it... okay?? okay I wimpered in a sweet voice. Just then the SUV stopped. We had pulled up in front of the ER, he grabbed me and rushed in. Somebody help her, shes my girlfriend, she just got beat up by alot of girls that beat her in her stomach really bad and dumped her off on the front lawn and took off. The came running with a bed and he layed me on it where I went behind a curtian and the Dr came running in. The Dr pressed all over my beaten belly asking me if this hurts, if that hurts. With every press in my belly I screamed. They later diagnosed my stomach with internal bleeding and it was questioned if I could have kids. The Dr said basically all my organs were bruised, my insides were rearranged and I would need surgery to place my intestines back in place if they dont move on their own. All I could think about was having a scar on my stomach. My bellys gorgeous and I didnt want a scar. I began crying and so did my helper. I was admitted and he never left my side laying in the bed with me, careful not to pull the IV out of my arm rubbing my belly every chance he could. Luckily my intestines hadnt drastically moved after showing on a sonogram that the dr mashed on my belly causing me to cry as my helper held my hand. He brought me home with him days and days after being with me in the hospital and laid me on his bed. He rubbed my stomach and then gently laid on top of me careful not to mash my belly. We began kissing and and my belly is where he kissed the most. thrusting his sexy wet tongue around in my navel, my breasts rose up and my belly flatened in. Holding each side of my waste, he buried his face mashing in my still weak belly with overwhelming pleasure. oooooooooooowwwwwwwww baby not so hard, my bellys still tender, i said in a sweet voice. Im sorry baby he exclaimed. He then went lower and lower til I felt his wet tongue sucking my clit which sent a sensation thru my lower belly aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh it feels so good baby. I noticed his eyes as he watched my belly go out and in with pleasure. He gently masaged my lower belly in a circular motion with a lil pressure as he sucked my clit. oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh im cummin I yelled out, which he started digging harder in my belly, but I delt with the pain cause it was pleasure too....OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOO HE yelled out while still sucking...just then we both hit a climax. I didnt know my belly could cause a man such pleasure!!!!!
my fav is the belly button torture parts.