The Red Mohawk by Anonymous

Author:Anonymous [Unknown]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Black Shadow Press
Published: 2015-05-11T18:30:00+00:00

Twenty Five

Dominic Touretto had no idea what he’d gotten himself into. Fonseca wasn’t just a great deal stronger than any of the other women that he had sexually assaulted, she also had a mastery of martial arts at her disposal.

She hadn’t had any need to use her fighting skills for some time, but the old instincts were still there. As the naked figure of Touretto lunged towards her, she twisted around, backed into him, stamped the heel of her right shoe down onto his foot and positioned herself ready to throw him over her shoulder.

Touretto yelled out in pain as the heel of her shoe crushed his toes. He wrapped his right arm around her neck and pressed his body up against her back. It was a predictable move and exactly what she was hoping he would do. As she felt his semi-erect penis press into her back she made her move. She leant forward, grabbed Touretto under his armpit and threw him over her shoulder. He crashed onto the floor in front of her. A loud slapping sound echoed around the room, similar to the sound of someone belly flopping into a swimming pool from the high board. The impact of his back on the floor knocked the stuffing out of him instantly. He lay dazed on the ground, staring up at the ceiling. His eyes blinked furiously as he tried to make sense of what had just happened to him.

Fonseca knelt down behind him and grabbed his head, lifting it up from the floor. She wrapped an arm around his throat and squeezed hard, closing off his windpipe. He struggled for a while, but to no avail. Fonseca was too strong for him. The lack of oxygen to his brain coupled with the dizziness he felt from hitting the ground moments earlier made his attempts to free himself futile. When he was on the verge of losing consciousness Fonseca eased her grip on him and lowered his head back onto the floor. She twisted him over onto his front. He let out a tired groan and attempted to climb back to his knees.

Fonseca spotted a stick of roll-on deodorant on the bedside table. She reached over and grabbed it. She flicked the lid off, all the while pressing her knee into the back of her helpless opponent. She grabbed a clump of his hair and pulled his head back. He was now in exactly the position she wanted him. To his great surprise and horror she rammed the lubricated end of the deodorant stick right up his asshole.

It woke him up from his dazed state in an instant. His body tensed and he let out a croaking noise from his throat. Fonseca pressed the deodorant in as far it would go.

‘How does that feel?’ she yelled in his ear. ‘Huh? How the fuck does that make you feel you sick fuck?’

Touretto yelled out in pain. ‘Ow! Fuck. FUCK. FUCK! Not good. I give in. I’m sorry. Aaaaaagh!’

Fonseca pulled the deodorant stick halfway out of his ass, then rammed it back in twice as hard as before.

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