08-04-2008, 04:14 PM
darla's revenge (part one) Written by Dragon
Darla's head hurt! More than it ever had. As she swam to consciousness she tried to sit up only to be speared with a terrible pain through her belly. She lay back down with a sharp intake of breath, noticing that her chest and breasts also were killing her. She lay there for a moment taking stock of all her aches and pains. She managed to lift her head to look down her form only to see that her breasts and belly had turned from an angry red to splotchy bruises where Casey had so mercilessly pummeled her for so long. Her memories of the pain she had endured all came flooding back. She had gotten the upper hand in the fight with the blonde even though the witch had ambushed her. Then in a single second she had let her guard down and Casey had smacked her over the head with a thick book from the end table. The blonde had then tied her arms through the arms of her sitting chair and had slowly stripped her while taunting her about how she was going to destroy her belly and the rest of her body.
Darla had known true fear when the blonde had hooked her fingers in the waistband of her emerald green panties and slid them down over her belly to just above her hair, revealing her rounded paunch and deep innie belly button.
She had pleaded with the blonde not to hurt her through tears and swaying of her short black hair as she shook her head in a no, no please motion.
The blonde had relished every minute of her begging and only increased her taunting by balling up her fist and measuring Darla's belly for the first punch by closing one eye, aiming her fist and touching it to Darla's navel like a bulls-eye Darla's memory was still vivid of how she had been tied to the chair in a leaned back position with here back arched and her belly turned up and open wide to any assault the blonde might bring to it.
Casey had put her in a kneeling position with her knees spread wide so that she was open and helpless from neck to crotch. Darla shuddered as she remembered that first punch the blonde had sunk into her belly, it had exploded against her skin like a bomb, stinging the skin of her belly. Then as the blonde's fist ground deeper the sharp pain that shot to her brain and the force of the air being pushed from her in a loud OOOOHHHHWWWW!
She tried again to sit up ignoring the pain in her belly and crotch, the blonde must have worked her over pretty well there too. She realized that she had been stripped naked and left lying on her carpeted floor. She hurt all over as she limped to her shower hoping that some hot water would soothe her wounded body.
As she showered more memories surfaced of how the blonde had tied her to the closet pole ,knelt down and delivered punch after punch up into her lower belly till she had passed out. Then Casey had awoke her after she had lay her over the coffee table and mercilessly slapped her round belly with an open palm till it shown bright beat red bringing a different kind of pain to the brunette. On her way to the shower she had passed the stair landing where the blonde had trapped her in the corner thrown her arms over the railing and grabbed a fistful of the front of her panties and pulled her lower body up and out from the corner only to meet the blonde's fist as crashed down into her wide open belly causing a loud smack! and Darla would let out a howl. Her butt would crash back down into the corner sending her breasts jiggling and her head bobbing while her belly wobbled and shook from the impact. Only to have the blonde grab her panties again and pull her belly up to receive another harsh blow that felt like her fist had gone right through the brunette's body. After a while Casey didn't even let go she just kept hold of Darla's underwear not letting her sink down while delivering missile, after streaking missile to poor Darla's already tortured navel and lower belly.
When she finally did let go Darla had collapsed to her knees dangling by her elbows hooked over the rail. That not being enough the blonde knelt and belly punched Darla till she fell over on her face passed out again. Darla leaned against the wall of the shower on weak legs letting the warm water massage the ache from her battered body, she had taken a terrible pounding from the blonde, The pain had been incredible not like the night of her birthday when the cute guy had playfully punched her belly, she had actually been turned on by his punches that had made little popping noises when he smacked her bellybutton all the while massaging her in all the other right places. She would not have believed she could orgasm at the thought of being punched if she had not experienced that night.
She moved slightly and that brought a wince to her pretty face and the memory of how Casey had finished her off flooded to her mind. It was fuzzy but she remembered how the blonde had punched her belly dropping her to her knees right in front of her reclining chair then Casey had ingeniously trapped her arms in the footrest as it closed back up held in place by her own weight leaning back against it. Once again the blonde taunted Darla telling her how she was going to finish the destruction of her belly while spreading her knees wide laying her open and helpless to prevent attack. The final humiliation had been when she hooked her thumbs in Darla's panties and pulled them right down and off one leg, leaving Darla naked and spread wide open. Casey then beat a tattoo up and down Darla's body from her belly to her breasts using her nipples as targets to her crotch and back again. Poor Darla had once again succumbed to the pain and went out only to wake up in her present condition.
That had been two months ago, every time Darla took a shower she relived the pain of her beating. But the funny thing with time is as it passes her pains decreased and her battered body healed leaving only the memories of how it felt to be punched on her belly, that and the memory of the night with the cute guy the two memories sort of morphed together to create a sensation in Darla's head that gave her a sort of feeling in her belly that sent a sensual rush to her brain whenever she thought about it. It was almost pleasurable .
One day in the shower the thoughts again came to her and she started to explore them more deeply , it was almost as if her experience had connected a link from her belly to her brains pleasure center. As she washed herself she passed the bar of soap over her belly in small circles around her navel and had to gasp at the pleasure it brought her. How weird was this anyway? Then she washed her breasts the same way not surprised to find she got a rush from the memory of how the blonde had batted them around sending them jiggling in all direction. She decided however as she went back to her belly that this was definitely better, she let out another small gasp as she pressed the soap into her belly button remembering how the blonde had punched her there, was she going insane ? Yet she started to feel herself being turned on at the thought of this. She had to look into this deeper.
After Darla had showered she put her plan into action, she had to do this now it was a gnawing thing alive inside of her she had to see this blonde again and settle the score. She figured the best way to get Casey's attention was to do just what she had done before so after donning her shortest black pleated skirt, which was all of about eighteen inches long she opted for sneakers and short white ankle socks and to top the outfit she wore a white see through shirt that she tied in a knot just under her breasts then stepped back to eyeball herself in the mirror.
At five foot 3ish with short black hair just about four inches off her collar she checked her carefully applied makeup on her pretty face she gazed down past her neck to the deep vee of her cleavage she took a deep breath and liked the way her full breasts puffed up out of her shirt. her gaze traveled down to her bare midriff and was pleased to see nothing but skin from her solar-plexus all the way down to just above her navel where the waist of her skirt was fastened... hmmmm maybe a little lower? she pushed her down further past her innie to the top of her soft little pudge...AHHH she thought I have to get to the gym soon ,I need to tone up a little... not like a six-pack or anything but..... Aw nuts who am I kidding ! While her hand was there she balled it up and pressed in on her belly button ummmmm felt so good... she gave herself just a short six inches to her navel with her eyes closed heard felt the fist sink in a little and heard the pop! as some air got trapped in her innie under her knuckles.
UUUgggghhh! ohhhhh! the last escaping through her pursed lips as a whisper as she doubled slightly more for pleasure than from hurt.....ummmm the sensation welled from her belly spreading like warm honey through her body to her erogenous zones. She popped her eyes back open to finish her appraisal checking her skirt length not happy she pulled it back up a smidge covering her navel better to leave something to the imagination anyway she figured as she moved she knew her skirt would work it's way back down exposing her navel teasingly yeah! that's what I want to have happen she checked out her hem again and was happy that it rode sort of high on her thighs, she didn't have skinny legs exactly but most of the guys at work must have thought they were sexy cause they were always looking at her. They were stocky but still nice to look at, especially when you could see so much of them, just right for what she had in mind. Pleased with her attire she set off to find the key to her plan.
At this time of the day she went to the cafe where she knew the cute guy ate his lunch what was his name anyway? oh well she would have to ask him when she saw him, When she arrived she spied him instantly but pretended not to see him picking a seat in plain view she sat and ordered a soda and a menu , sneaking a peek around she noticed to her surprise that practically every male eye in the place had grazed her up and down and the cute guy kept glancing her way... perfect! He tried real hard to keep his attention on what his friends were saying but failing miserably... just to stoke his fire a bit she crossed her legs to show him some thigh letting her skirt ride a little higher, and she knew he was hooked he was simply staring now with his mouth open just a tad, she could see the wheels turning behind his eyes as he gazed at her knowing that he was dying to get her alone and play they're little game of hold and punch the memories were just burning in her head of the night they had spent together she could feel a tingle run from head to toe like a lightning strike. The other guys and had swiveled in their chairs to get a look at her also and the only girl at the table just frowned with a disgusted look.
Darla had never done anything like this before and she was flustered by all the attention then the thought occurred to her as she glanced around noticing that a lot of eyes were upon her bare stomach, How many other guys and some women watching her were thinking about getting her alone somewhere private to untie her blouse and slide her skirt down exposing her belly and sink their fists into her soft paunch ooohhhhhh it made her feel light headed.. A guy and a girl were looking from across the way , ummm maybe they both wanted to get at her, two girls to the right were looking as well, just openly staring ooooh may be they wanted to get her alone.
The brunette in the frilly sundress would take charge and give commands to the blonde with those massive breasts squeezed into her tight shirt and round hips stuffed into tighter jeans to grab Darla's wrists and lock them up behind her back while the brunette undid her blouse and pulled her skirt down while she said we are going to really work you over darlin.
Then she would look at the blonde and maybe say ya know she is stripped down and make a bad joke about it being a fair fight and that they should even things up by both of them stripping too. Umm the brunette would slowly pull her dress up revealing a matching pair of powder blue panties and bra then she would hold Darla to make sure she couldn't get away while blonde peeled out of her jeans and shirt to show her massive breasts held in by a lacy red Bra and micro French cut undies. Then the brunette would tell the blonde punch her right in her belly I want her to go OOOOOOOF!!! the blonde would then pump one into Darla's belly and she would double over with a grimace only to be straightened back up for another shot deep into her soft rolls UUUUUUUGGH!! Then the brunette would wedge a knee into Darla's back and extend her belly out while the blonde began pumping lefts and rights to her pooch .... uuuugh , ooooowwww uuuuuuuuffff oooooooowwwwfff!
Darla would moan as she watched the blonde's face intent on her target staring dead on at Darla's innie , She would see those massive boobs swaying from left to right as the blonde set up a rhythm of slammers right to her poor defenseless belly which would jiggle jump and wobble with every impact... Or maybe they would each take an arm and hold her over the back of an overstuffed coach with her back arched and take turns sinking their fists into her soft belly fat one right after another Whap whap whap whap! oooooohhhh! Please Darla would cry, as their sharp knuckles bit deep into her rolls of pooch. Maybe one of their punches would stray too far south and catch her way low causing her to gasp or maybe they would just openly give her a few shots right to the tenderness between her thighs.. uuuuuhhh uhhhh uhhh! Oh it would feel glorious!
"Are you cold, you are shaking," said a voice close to her ear, Darla jumped, startled.
"Huh? Who. . ."
"Hi my name is Mark, do you remember me? We met at your party."
Darla's face went flame red as she stuttered no I'm fine really! She had been so deep in her revelry that she had not noticed the cute guy like Mark get up and come over to her table.
"Yes I remember you," she stammered the party and the ummm she fell silent, "yeah, we umm had an interesting night."
"I heard about what happened to you I am really sorry about Casey."
Darla was speechless had she gone to him? had she told him?
"Everything? UUUMMM well I uhh. . ."
"It's ok I understand, uhh, would you like to have dinner tonight?"
Darla sat straight up and looked Mark right in the eye, "Are you still seeing her," she rasped.
"umm well no not really just sort of on and off." Mark's eyes rose to meet hers when she looked at him , for his eyes had been busy crawling around down in the cleavage of her blouse, now it was his turn to shade to red.
Darla gave her hair a small flip and said, "well I guess so." A small smile came to her lips and she could see Mark's brain shift gears and race ahead to what might take place later now that she had said yes.
"Shall we meet at the Italian place about six," she asked.
"uhhhh gee ok I guess."
Phase two was complete, Darla knew that's where Casey liked to hang sometimes and she wanted her to see her and Mark together.
"Ok," cooed Darla, "I'll just dash home, change, and meet you later."
"UHH No. Um that is I mean," stammered Mark, "You look well WOW, just great, why don't we meet at 5 when I get off for some drinks and chat before dinner?"
"ok," Darla purred, Gotcha, she thought, "That sounds great see you both then heh.
Darla's head hurt! More than it ever had. As she swam to consciousness she tried to sit up only to be speared with a terrible pain through her belly. She lay back down with a sharp intake of breath, noticing that her chest and breasts also were killing her. She lay there for a moment taking stock of all her aches and pains. She managed to lift her head to look down her form only to see that her breasts and belly had turned from an angry red to splotchy bruises where Casey had so mercilessly pummeled her for so long. Her memories of the pain she had endured all came flooding back. She had gotten the upper hand in the fight with the blonde even though the witch had ambushed her. Then in a single second she had let her guard down and Casey had smacked her over the head with a thick book from the end table. The blonde had then tied her arms through the arms of her sitting chair and had slowly stripped her while taunting her about how she was going to destroy her belly and the rest of her body.
Darla had known true fear when the blonde had hooked her fingers in the waistband of her emerald green panties and slid them down over her belly to just above her hair, revealing her rounded paunch and deep innie belly button.
She had pleaded with the blonde not to hurt her through tears and swaying of her short black hair as she shook her head in a no, no please motion.
The blonde had relished every minute of her begging and only increased her taunting by balling up her fist and measuring Darla's belly for the first punch by closing one eye, aiming her fist and touching it to Darla's navel like a bulls-eye Darla's memory was still vivid of how she had been tied to the chair in a leaned back position with here back arched and her belly turned up and open wide to any assault the blonde might bring to it.
Casey had put her in a kneeling position with her knees spread wide so that she was open and helpless from neck to crotch. Darla shuddered as she remembered that first punch the blonde had sunk into her belly, it had exploded against her skin like a bomb, stinging the skin of her belly. Then as the blonde's fist ground deeper the sharp pain that shot to her brain and the force of the air being pushed from her in a loud OOOOHHHHWWWW!
She tried again to sit up ignoring the pain in her belly and crotch, the blonde must have worked her over pretty well there too. She realized that she had been stripped naked and left lying on her carpeted floor. She hurt all over as she limped to her shower hoping that some hot water would soothe her wounded body.
As she showered more memories surfaced of how the blonde had tied her to the closet pole ,knelt down and delivered punch after punch up into her lower belly till she had passed out. Then Casey had awoke her after she had lay her over the coffee table and mercilessly slapped her round belly with an open palm till it shown bright beat red bringing a different kind of pain to the brunette. On her way to the shower she had passed the stair landing where the blonde had trapped her in the corner thrown her arms over the railing and grabbed a fistful of the front of her panties and pulled her lower body up and out from the corner only to meet the blonde's fist as crashed down into her wide open belly causing a loud smack! and Darla would let out a howl. Her butt would crash back down into the corner sending her breasts jiggling and her head bobbing while her belly wobbled and shook from the impact. Only to have the blonde grab her panties again and pull her belly up to receive another harsh blow that felt like her fist had gone right through the brunette's body. After a while Casey didn't even let go she just kept hold of Darla's underwear not letting her sink down while delivering missile, after streaking missile to poor Darla's already tortured navel and lower belly.
When she finally did let go Darla had collapsed to her knees dangling by her elbows hooked over the rail. That not being enough the blonde knelt and belly punched Darla till she fell over on her face passed out again. Darla leaned against the wall of the shower on weak legs letting the warm water massage the ache from her battered body, she had taken a terrible pounding from the blonde, The pain had been incredible not like the night of her birthday when the cute guy had playfully punched her belly, she had actually been turned on by his punches that had made little popping noises when he smacked her bellybutton all the while massaging her in all the other right places. She would not have believed she could orgasm at the thought of being punched if she had not experienced that night.
She moved slightly and that brought a wince to her pretty face and the memory of how Casey had finished her off flooded to her mind. It was fuzzy but she remembered how the blonde had punched her belly dropping her to her knees right in front of her reclining chair then Casey had ingeniously trapped her arms in the footrest as it closed back up held in place by her own weight leaning back against it. Once again the blonde taunted Darla telling her how she was going to finish the destruction of her belly while spreading her knees wide laying her open and helpless to prevent attack. The final humiliation had been when she hooked her thumbs in Darla's panties and pulled them right down and off one leg, leaving Darla naked and spread wide open. Casey then beat a tattoo up and down Darla's body from her belly to her breasts using her nipples as targets to her crotch and back again. Poor Darla had once again succumbed to the pain and went out only to wake up in her present condition.
That had been two months ago, every time Darla took a shower she relived the pain of her beating. But the funny thing with time is as it passes her pains decreased and her battered body healed leaving only the memories of how it felt to be punched on her belly, that and the memory of the night with the cute guy the two memories sort of morphed together to create a sensation in Darla's head that gave her a sort of feeling in her belly that sent a sensual rush to her brain whenever she thought about it. It was almost pleasurable .
One day in the shower the thoughts again came to her and she started to explore them more deeply , it was almost as if her experience had connected a link from her belly to her brains pleasure center. As she washed herself she passed the bar of soap over her belly in small circles around her navel and had to gasp at the pleasure it brought her. How weird was this anyway? Then she washed her breasts the same way not surprised to find she got a rush from the memory of how the blonde had batted them around sending them jiggling in all direction. She decided however as she went back to her belly that this was definitely better, she let out another small gasp as she pressed the soap into her belly button remembering how the blonde had punched her there, was she going insane ? Yet she started to feel herself being turned on at the thought of this. She had to look into this deeper.
After Darla had showered she put her plan into action, she had to do this now it was a gnawing thing alive inside of her she had to see this blonde again and settle the score. She figured the best way to get Casey's attention was to do just what she had done before so after donning her shortest black pleated skirt, which was all of about eighteen inches long she opted for sneakers and short white ankle socks and to top the outfit she wore a white see through shirt that she tied in a knot just under her breasts then stepped back to eyeball herself in the mirror.
At five foot 3ish with short black hair just about four inches off her collar she checked her carefully applied makeup on her pretty face she gazed down past her neck to the deep vee of her cleavage she took a deep breath and liked the way her full breasts puffed up out of her shirt. her gaze traveled down to her bare midriff and was pleased to see nothing but skin from her solar-plexus all the way down to just above her navel where the waist of her skirt was fastened... hmmmm maybe a little lower? she pushed her down further past her innie to the top of her soft little pudge...AHHH she thought I have to get to the gym soon ,I need to tone up a little... not like a six-pack or anything but..... Aw nuts who am I kidding ! While her hand was there she balled it up and pressed in on her belly button ummmmm felt so good... she gave herself just a short six inches to her navel with her eyes closed heard felt the fist sink in a little and heard the pop! as some air got trapped in her innie under her knuckles.
UUUgggghhh! ohhhhh! the last escaping through her pursed lips as a whisper as she doubled slightly more for pleasure than from hurt.....ummmm the sensation welled from her belly spreading like warm honey through her body to her erogenous zones. She popped her eyes back open to finish her appraisal checking her skirt length not happy she pulled it back up a smidge covering her navel better to leave something to the imagination anyway she figured as she moved she knew her skirt would work it's way back down exposing her navel teasingly yeah! that's what I want to have happen she checked out her hem again and was happy that it rode sort of high on her thighs, she didn't have skinny legs exactly but most of the guys at work must have thought they were sexy cause they were always looking at her. They were stocky but still nice to look at, especially when you could see so much of them, just right for what she had in mind. Pleased with her attire she set off to find the key to her plan.
At this time of the day she went to the cafe where she knew the cute guy ate his lunch what was his name anyway? oh well she would have to ask him when she saw him, When she arrived she spied him instantly but pretended not to see him picking a seat in plain view she sat and ordered a soda and a menu , sneaking a peek around she noticed to her surprise that practically every male eye in the place had grazed her up and down and the cute guy kept glancing her way... perfect! He tried real hard to keep his attention on what his friends were saying but failing miserably... just to stoke his fire a bit she crossed her legs to show him some thigh letting her skirt ride a little higher, and she knew he was hooked he was simply staring now with his mouth open just a tad, she could see the wheels turning behind his eyes as he gazed at her knowing that he was dying to get her alone and play they're little game of hold and punch the memories were just burning in her head of the night they had spent together she could feel a tingle run from head to toe like a lightning strike. The other guys and had swiveled in their chairs to get a look at her also and the only girl at the table just frowned with a disgusted look.
Darla had never done anything like this before and she was flustered by all the attention then the thought occurred to her as she glanced around noticing that a lot of eyes were upon her bare stomach, How many other guys and some women watching her were thinking about getting her alone somewhere private to untie her blouse and slide her skirt down exposing her belly and sink their fists into her soft paunch ooohhhhhh it made her feel light headed.. A guy and a girl were looking from across the way , ummm maybe they both wanted to get at her, two girls to the right were looking as well, just openly staring ooooh may be they wanted to get her alone.
The brunette in the frilly sundress would take charge and give commands to the blonde with those massive breasts squeezed into her tight shirt and round hips stuffed into tighter jeans to grab Darla's wrists and lock them up behind her back while the brunette undid her blouse and pulled her skirt down while she said we are going to really work you over darlin.
Then she would look at the blonde and maybe say ya know she is stripped down and make a bad joke about it being a fair fight and that they should even things up by both of them stripping too. Umm the brunette would slowly pull her dress up revealing a matching pair of powder blue panties and bra then she would hold Darla to make sure she couldn't get away while blonde peeled out of her jeans and shirt to show her massive breasts held in by a lacy red Bra and micro French cut undies. Then the brunette would tell the blonde punch her right in her belly I want her to go OOOOOOOF!!! the blonde would then pump one into Darla's belly and she would double over with a grimace only to be straightened back up for another shot deep into her soft rolls UUUUUUUGGH!! Then the brunette would wedge a knee into Darla's back and extend her belly out while the blonde began pumping lefts and rights to her pooch .... uuuugh , ooooowwww uuuuuuuuffff oooooooowwwwfff!
Darla would moan as she watched the blonde's face intent on her target staring dead on at Darla's innie , She would see those massive boobs swaying from left to right as the blonde set up a rhythm of slammers right to her poor defenseless belly which would jiggle jump and wobble with every impact... Or maybe they would each take an arm and hold her over the back of an overstuffed coach with her back arched and take turns sinking their fists into her soft belly fat one right after another Whap whap whap whap! oooooohhhh! Please Darla would cry, as their sharp knuckles bit deep into her rolls of pooch. Maybe one of their punches would stray too far south and catch her way low causing her to gasp or maybe they would just openly give her a few shots right to the tenderness between her thighs.. uuuuuhhh uhhhh uhhh! Oh it would feel glorious!
"Are you cold, you are shaking," said a voice close to her ear, Darla jumped, startled.
"Huh? Who. . ."
"Hi my name is Mark, do you remember me? We met at your party."
Darla's face went flame red as she stuttered no I'm fine really! She had been so deep in her revelry that she had not noticed the cute guy like Mark get up and come over to her table.
"Yes I remember you," she stammered the party and the ummm she fell silent, "yeah, we umm had an interesting night."
"I heard about what happened to you I am really sorry about Casey."
Darla was speechless had she gone to him? had she told him?
"Everything? UUUMMM well I uhh. . ."
"It's ok I understand, uhh, would you like to have dinner tonight?"
Darla sat straight up and looked Mark right in the eye, "Are you still seeing her," she rasped.
"umm well no not really just sort of on and off." Mark's eyes rose to meet hers when she looked at him , for his eyes had been busy crawling around down in the cleavage of her blouse, now it was his turn to shade to red.
Darla gave her hair a small flip and said, "well I guess so." A small smile came to her lips and she could see Mark's brain shift gears and race ahead to what might take place later now that she had said yes.
"Shall we meet at the Italian place about six," she asked.
"uhhhh gee ok I guess."
Phase two was complete, Darla knew that's where Casey liked to hang sometimes and she wanted her to see her and Mark together.
"Ok," cooed Darla, "I'll just dash home, change, and meet you later."
"UHH No. Um that is I mean," stammered Mark, "You look well WOW, just great, why don't we meet at 5 when I get off for some drinks and chat before dinner?"
"ok," Darla purred, Gotcha, she thought, "That sounds great see you both then heh.