"GRADUTATION SUCKS!" That's what Taylor Savage and Lori Palmer were discussing with each other. "What the hell are we going to do now Taylor?" Lori asked dejectedly. "Being a cheer leader in high school and feared every where we went on campus is all I've ever known. I sure as hell don't want to get a job. But my parents aren't going to dish out money to me now that I'm no longer in school. And they can't afford to send me to College. Do you have any ideas?" Taylor sat there with a worried look on her beautiful face. Lori was right. Her parents weren't exactly rich either. So College was out for her too. And the idea of getting a job sent shivers down her spine. Why the hell did students have to graduate anyway.

"I don't know Lori. Working for a living sure as hell doesn't appeal to me either. And my parents aren't any better off then yours. So I won't be going to College myself. I'm going to miss being captain of the squad and the most feared person in school. Seeing the frightened faces on those boys when they scurried out of our way was all I lived for. And giving them a beating when we caught them excited me like nothing else. I'm trying to think of something we could do to use our fighting skills and make us enough money to live on. But so far I haven't come up with any good prospects. There must be something two eighteen year old girls who know how to use their fists can do for a living, but I haven't figured it out yet."

"Worrying about our future is really depressing me Lori. Why don't we take the five hundred dollars we received for graduation and go shopping. I need to do something to cheer me up. Buying new clothes always makes me feel better." "That sounds good to me Taylor. I'm really down in the dumps myself. I could use a new skirt or a pair of tight jeans. And a nice looking pair of high heel shoes to go along with them. Trying on new clothes and figuring out what to buy cheers me up too. So lets do it." She replied. The two jumped into Taylor's car and drove towards town. There was several clothing stores in the area so they made up their minds to check them all out before deciding what to buy.

Like typical females, they browsed through the first store for about an hour. Picking out things and trying them on to see how they fit was doing wonders for their depression. The two beautiful young women were laughing and carrying on like grade school girls. The next store was right up the block. So they decided to walk instead of going through the hassle of trying to find a place to park. On their way there they passed the swanky department store who catered to well off customers of financial means. Rich people who had more money then sense and threw it around like water. A long white limousine was parked in front of the store with the chauffeur standing by the back door waiting for his employer. Taylor stopped and stared at the fancy clothing in the display window.

"Why don't we go in here and look around Lori? I've never been in there have you?" She asked. "Are you kidding Taylor? We couldn't afford to buy one shoe in there for five hundred dollars let alone a pair." She replied. "I didn't say we would buy anything Lori, just look around. Come on. I think it would be fun to see what the rich and famous spend their money on." "Oh alright. I've always wanted to see the inside of this place anyway. And I would like to see the outrageous prices they have on their clothing." The two girls swung open the door and walked in like they owned the place. They hadn't gone ten feet when they heard a lady scream at the top of her lungs.

"STOP THIEF! OH GOD! PLEASE! SOMEBODY STOP THAT MAN!" They looked up and saw a man running toward them carrying a large purse. The sales people were frightened to death and leaping out of his way. Taylor stepped to the left while Lori took a step to the right. Just before the man reached them, Taylor threw her right arm straight out from her body. The result was a perfect clothes line on the unsuspecting thief. "THUNK!..SLAM!" He hit the floor hard and lie there stunned. Lori grabbed the purse and stomped the dazed man in the balls. "STOMP!" His head came up at just the right angel for Taylor to slam her foot in his face. "WHAP!" He flopped back in the floor out cold. The two looked at each other and grinned.

"My Lord. That was the bravest thing I've ever seen." Said the frantic lady as she hurried to the girls standing over the unconscious thief. "You two young girls just saved me a lot of money. Not to mention the things I have in my purse that have a great deal of sentimental value to me. And the trouble of calling to cancel all of my credit cards. That would have taken me the rest of the day. How can I ever repay you." "Oh it was nothing lady. We were happy to be of service." Taylor replied. "Yeah." Lori added. "Don't give it another thought. Besides. This asshole had it coming for trying to take advantage of a defenseless old lady. So forget it."

"Nonsense. I won't hear of it." She said. "You two are heroines and deserved to be rewarded for your courageous actions. Now come with me right this instant. I will not take no for an answer." Taylor and Lori shrugged their shoulders and followed the lady down the isle. "Kathryn. Would you come here please." The lady ordered one of the sales girls. "Yes Mrs. Wainwright. What can I do for you." She asked. "These two wonderful girls just saved me a great deal of time and money. I want you to take special care of them. Give them anything in this store their hearts desire and charge it to me. Is that clear?" "Yes Mrs. Wainwright. What ever you say ma'am." "Good." She turned to Lori and Taylor. "You two go with Katheryn. I'll be there as soon as I see how the alterations are coming with my new dress. Now run along." Taylor and Lori did as she asked.

The store manager called the police and they carted the man off to jail after asking Mrs. Wainwright and the girls a few questions. Taylor and Lori had the time of their lives going through the various items offered by the expensive department store. Mrs. Wainwright fussed over the two and chatted while they decided what they liked. She was very friendly with them and insisted they call her Bernice. Taylor ended up getting a black skirt with a white top to match and a beige colored short outfit she liked. Lori picked out a red skirt with a pink top that matched it perfectly. She also found the tight jeans she was wanting. Bernice insisted they each buy shoes to go along with their clothes. Taylor got a pair of black heels to go with her black skirt. While Lori chose red heels to match the red skirt she adored. Then they each bought brown loafers to go with the other outfit they had.

The two girls nearly fell over when Bernice signed the receipt for the items they purchased. The total was over thirteen thousand dollars. When they protested, Bernice looked at them and smiled. "Balderdash. Do you two realise between the money in my purse and the things they would have charged to my credit cards before I could cancel them, you probably saved me hundreds of thousands of dollars. So these few things are a mere pittance to what it would have cost me if you weren't here to save the day. Now grab your bags and lets go. I'm taking you two to lunch to further show my appreciation for your bravery." The two followed her to the white limousine parked in front of the store.

Taylor and Lori stared at the beautiful room they were seated in. The fancy restaurant Bernice took them too was something out of their dreams. They were finally put at ease by their companion who was treating them to this wonderful experience. Mrs. Bernice Wainwright was one of the sweetest old ladies they had ever met. She chatted with them while they enjoyed their very expensive lunch. She couldn't get over how easily the two girls handled the purse snatching thief. She repeatedly thanked them for their quick reaction to her plea of help. They slowly steered her away from that topic because they were beginning to feel embarrassed by her constant gratitude. They felt they only did what was right.

"I'm telling you what you two girls did to that purse snatcher was simply amazing." Bernice said. "I wish I knew a few men with your abilities and courage. Maybe then I could get my daughter back long enough to talk some sense into her head." "What do you mean get your daughter back Bernice? I don't understand." Taylor asked. "Oh I wouldn't want to burden you two with my family troubles." She replied. "I'm just an old lady who talks to much for her own good sometimes. Just forget I ever mentioned it." "You've given us one of the best days of our life Bernice" Lori told the sweet old woman. "Now please tell us what's ailing you. Maybe we can offer some advice to help you with what ever problem you're having with your daughter." Lori pleaded.

"Well if you insist." She said as her shoulders slumped in despair. "It's my daughter Carly. She's infatuated with this man who's absolutely no good for her. He's nothing but a ruffian and a hoodlum. And I'm afraid he's going to get her in a great deal of trouble one day. But the last time I saw her she wouldn't listen to reason. She grabbed some of her clothes and rushed out the door without even saying good bye. I called the police but they say there's nothing they can do. She's of legal age and has the right to make up her own mind. Frankly, I think they're afraid to go down there myself. He owns and runs a bar in the roughest part of town. And a few policemen have been injured when they responded to a few calls in that area."

"I don't even know how or when she met that no good scoundrel. But she is so crazy about him her judgement is clouded. She hasn't come home since she left that day. And she doesn't answer her cell phone when I call her. I'm worried sick about her well being and I simply don't know what to do. This friend of mine has a son who is an ex Navy seal and tough as nails. I hired him to go down there and snoop around for me. I prayed he could at least find out what was going on or hopefully get her away from there and bring her home so we could have a long talk. But two days later he was in the hospital all beaten up with multiple fractured bones. So now I'm at a complete loss. It makes me want to cry when I think about it."

Taylor and Lori looked at each other and smiled. This was exactly what they needed to rekindle the thrills of combat. It was right up their alley. "Look Bernice. We might know someone who could help you." Taylor informed her. "They might be expensive, but I'm confident they could get the job done. If I were to speak to them on your behalf. What sort of fee are we talking about." "Money is no object my dear. Carly is my one and only daughter. I would be willing to pay anything to get her back." She happily told her. "I understand that Bernice." Taylor replied. "But these people will want to hear a figure. So what should I tell them? Ten thousand? twenty thousand? what?" "Oh good heavens my dear. I said anything. Offer them one hundred thousand. That should peak their interest." She said smiling.

Taylor and Lori nearly fell out of their chairs when she mentioned that amount. "In that case Bernice, I'm certain they will take the job. Give me all the information they will need to know and I'll pass it along." "EXCELLENT!" Bernice screamed with joy as she reached in her purse for a pen and pad. "Having my purse stolen this morning so I could meet you two wonderful girls was a blessing. You've given me a ray of hope. Which is something I've been lacking for the last two months. I owe you two such a debt of gratitude I'll never be able to repay you." "You already have Bernice" Lori informed her. "We've experienced things today we never dreamed would happen to us. So I would say we're even as far as gratitude is concerned. And if we can help get your daughter back to you safe and sound, then we would be more then happy to do it for you."

Mrs. Wainwright scribbled on a pad for about ten minutes. Then she handed it to Taylor and explained what she had written. "The low life who's charm she can't seem to resist is named Sharky. He owns a run down bar on 5th avenue called The Sharks Fin. I only had a small glimpse of him once so I can't give you an accurate description of the bum. Carly is twenty three years old and stands five foot eight inches tall. She has blue eyes and long, dark brown hair. Please tell these men I would be eternally grateful if they would return her to me unharmed." She reached in her purse and pulled out a wad of bills. "Here's five thousand dollars for expense money. And here's my card with my home phone number on it. I'll be anxiously waiting to hear from you. Now lets finish our lunch and I'll return you girls to your car."

Taylor and Lori were happily chatting as they drove back home. "My God Taylor, a hundred thousand dollars. Do you realise what we could do with that kind of money? I almost creamed in my panties when she blurted out that amount." "I know what you mean Lori. I thought I was going to pass out. This is the opportunity we've been looking for. We get to help that sweet old lady get her daughter back. And we'll make a shit load of money doing exactly what we're good at. Things couldn't have worked out better." The two beautiful girls sat back and relaxed while they finished the drive. Each one was dreaming of how they would spend their share of the money.

The next day was Saturday. The perfect day to dress up and rescue Carly from herself. She was going to leave that bar with them if they had to drag her out of there kicking and screaming. Taylor chose the new black flair out skirt with the white tummy baring top and four inch spiked black heels Bernice had purchased for her. Her 5 foot 6 inch 115 pound female body looked absolutely gorgeous in the outfit. And the black and white color combination set off her shoulder length blond hair and beautiful brown eyes. Lori's 5 foot 5 inch 112 pound body was positively stunning in her new red flair out skirt with the pink tummy baring top and four inch red spiked heels. The outfit meshed beautifully with her lustrous shoulder length light brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. They were perfectly dressed for seduction and combat.

Taylor and Lori climbed out of the car after parking it in the lot. They stood and stared at the run down dilapidated building. "The Shark Fin" was spelled out over the door in faded blue letters. White paint was peeling and falling off of the wood covering the top half of the building. The bottom half was made of brick which was mostly cracked and crumbling. Several gaping holes were visible where the bricks had fallen to the ground because of the old mortar loosening up. The two girls looked at each other in disgust. With a filthy rich mother who loved her dearly, why would Carly prefer to be in a place like this. It just didn't make any sense.

They shrugged their shoulders and gave up trying to figure out the mind of a spoiled rich girl. With absolute confidence, Taylor and Lori strolled to the door and pulled it open. The odor of stale beer and cigarette smoke filtered out into the daylight. They stepped inside and held their position for a few seconds to let their eyes adjust to the dimness of the room. When they were properly focused, they saw six males rushing toward them. The two beautiful young women looked at each other and smiled. Their plan to dress seductively appealing was working to perfection. Taylor and Lori could tell by the leering smiles on the faces of the men, they had them eating out of the palms of their well manicured hands.

Taylor Savage

Lori Gunn

"What do we have here?" The first one to reach Taylor said as he looked her up and down. "It looks like two hot chicks who want to play Billy boy." Replied the one standing next to Lori. "I think you're right Pete. And I got just the thing to show this one a good time." Billy answered. "JUST A GOD DAMN MINUTE!" One of the others screamed. "I saw her first Billy you asshole." "To fucking bad Buck. I got my hands on her first. So back off before I cut you from ear to ear." He challenged. "Yeah Pete. I spotted that one when she came through the door." Another one said. "So pass her over to me." "Go to hell Ray. You can have her after I'm done getting my rocks off." Pete told the irate man.

Taylor and Lori stepped between the four men arguing over them. While holding Billy's arm, Taylor ran her hand up and down Buck's manly chest. "I can't wait to get you in the sack and make your dreams come true. But Billy here was the first one to reach me. So it's only fair I take care of his needs first. Don't you worry handsome. I'm more then enough woman to handle you both and one of your good looking friends behind you." "She's right Ray." Lori said as she softly rubbed his cheek with her soft hand. "I'll rock your world as soon as I'm through with Pete. And I'll have plenty left over for one of you handsome gentlemen in back." "Is there somewhere private we can go?" Taylor asked Billy. "You bet little lady. Right this way."

Just before the four of them reached the door on the left, a large man bolted out of the door on the right. "What the hell is going on out here?" Then he noticed Taylor and Lori. "Where the fuck did these two bitches come from?" He asked with a snarl. "They waltzed in off of the streets. So Pete and me are taking them to the back room to have a little fun." Billy explained. "The hell you are. Now get rid of them right now." He answered. "Kiss my ass Carson. I've been cooped up in this shit hole for two days with nothing to do but twiddle my thumbs. If you think I'm going to let this fine piece of tail slip through my fingers you're fucking crazy." Billy told him. Carson looked at him with an angry scowl.

"He's right Carson." Pete added. "All I've had to look at for two solid days is the ugly mugs of these assholes. I've got a chance to knock off some sweet looking pussy and I'm not passing it up." "Sharky's not going to like this and you two morons know it. So come to your senses and throw their asses out the door." Carson replied. "Sharky has Carly to get him through the lonely hours and we ain't got shit. So these two are staying." Billy told him. "Yeah. Just where the hell is Sharky anyway?" Pete asked. "He's out gathering information for our next uhhh...golden opportunity." Carson answered. "Well my golden opportunity is standing right here." Billy informed him as he pointed at Taylor. "So shut the fuck up and get out of my way." Carson glared at the two men as he stepped aside. Billy and Pete led Taylor and Lori into the room.

The two horny men started to play grab ass as soon as the door was closed. Taylor swayed her shapely hips and guided Billy toward one of the three beds in the room. Lori was holding Pete at arms length while she moved her well proportioned female body like a Gypsy belly dancer. As he watched her hips in a trance like state, Lori struck. Her sleek feminine leg shot up like it was spring loaded. "WHOP!" She drilled Pete in the balls with her right foot as hard as she could. When he doubled over in pain, her hay maker uppercut blasted him on the chin. "CRRRACK!" Pete back pedaled out of control until his legs hit the side of the bed. He collapsed on his back out cold. Lori turned to watch Taylor.

When Billy heard the noise behind him, he released Taylor's hips and turned around. "HUH?" Was all he was able to mutter before she slammed her right foot in his balls from behind. "WHOP!" As he bent over in pain and surprise, Taylor stepped around to his left and landed a devastating kick to his puffed up red face. "WHAP!" Billy flopped back on the bed sleeping like a baby. Taylor opened the small purse slung over her shoulder and removed the roll of duct tape. Lori held each mans arms and feet while Taylor bound them together with the tape. Then she taped their mouths shut and the two girls shoved their unconscious bodies under the beds. They stood in the middle of the room and made pleasurable moaning sounds while trying not to laugh out loud and spoil their plan.

Fifteen minutes later, Taylor slightly ruffled her hair and stuck her head out the door. "OK Ray and Buck, come in here and show us what you've got. Billy and Pete passed out because they weren't man enough to handle our sweet loving." The two men scurried to the door like they had won the lottery. Lori grabbed Ray when he came through the door and placed her hands on his broad shoulders. The passionate look on her beautiful face distracted Ray so much he never noticed Billy and Pete were no where in sight. Taylor began gyrating her hips in a seductive dance as Buck walked in the room. With his eyes glued to her fabulous body, he forgot all about Billy and Pete himself.

When Taylor reached Buck he placed his hands on her shapely hips and stared into her enchanting brown eyes. She put her hands on his muscular arms and made cooing noises of approval. "You're such a strong handsome man Buck. I'm really going to enjoy this." She said while rubbing his large arms. "Not as much as I am sweetheart. It's been a long time since I've had a piece of ass as fine looking as yours. I'll have you screaming for more when you find out how well I can please a woman like you." The two men were completely under the spell of the beautiful young women. They had no idea they were about to experience more pain then they've ever felt in their lives.

Both girls struck simultaneously. Lori got a tight grip on Ray's shoulders and drove her knee into his balls as hard as she could. "WHAM!" His mouth flew open and his eyes bulged out as he dropped to his knees in front of her. Lori transferred her hands to the back of his head. Then she pulled it down while driving her knee into his face with as much force as she could generate. "BAM!" His upper body flew back before slowly rising up again. He slumped over against her thigh and didn't move a muscle. Ray was fast asleep and would be for quite awhile. Lori grasped a hand full of his hair and turned his face up to inspect the damage she had inflicted on him. A large smile spread over her lovely face when she saw his badly broken nose and mangled lips.

While holding Buck's stare with her beautiful brown eyes and sexy smile, Taylor slammed her knee into his balls with the power of a battering ram. "WHAM!" Buck was totally unprepared for the pile driving blow. He clutched his destroyed balls and bent over in excruciating pain while gasping for air through his wide open mouth. Taylor stepped back and blasted his chin with a powerful uppercut. "CRRRACK!" He left his feet and sailed through the air to land on the bed. He lie there unconscious while blood dripped on the wrinkled sheets from his thoroughly busted up mouth. Taylor strolled over to him with a wide grin on her beautiful face. "Not exactly what you expected when you walked in here. Was it you pathetic loser?"

With half of the men unconscious and out of commission, Taylor and Lori didn't waste time with their love making ruse. They bound Buck and Ray with the duct tape and walked over to leave the room. They heard loud voices when they opened the door to step out. "Come on Sharky have a heart. Let Roscoe and me have our fun before you toss those bitches out on their ass. It ain't fair to leave us hanging like this when the others got to satisfied their urges." One of the remaining men whined. "Shut the fuck up Bob and do as you're told. Those four idiots knew better then to let them stay in the first place. Now get your ass in there and drag those bitches out here." The man in charge ordered.

Taylor and Lori entered the room and sized up the situation. Sharky was a big man who stood around 6 foot 4 inches tall and probably weighed in the neighborhood of 240 pounds. His number one man Carson was slightly smaller at 6 foot 3 and maybe 225 pounds. Bob and Roscoe were average males about 5 foot 10 inches tall and 185 to 190. Carson spotted the two girls and informed Sharky. "There they are now boss." He said as he pointed at them. Sharky turned and looked at them with hate filled eyes. "You two bitches get your fucking asses out of here and don't come back." He sarcastically ordered. Then he turned to the other man. "Roscoe. Get in there and tell those fucking assholes I want to see them pronto." Roscoe slumped his shoulders in defeat and shuffled in the direction of the door.

When Taylor reached the spot where Sharky and Bob was standing, she stretched her arms in the air and purred like a sexually satisfied female. As Sharky was about to speak, her arms swooped down and grabbed each man by his ears. Before they realised what was happening, she banged their heads together with as much strength as she could muster. "WHACK!..WHACK!" Both men were groggy and standing on wobbly legs. Lori reached out and grabbed Roscoe's wrist as he passed her on his way to the room. She easily had him spinning in circles before he could stop her. Carson saw what was happening and bolted forward to help the unbalanced Roscoe. Lori released him and laughed as she watched the two men collide. Both fell to the floor in a heap of tangled up arms and legs.

Lori approached the two men while they were in the process of unwinding themselves from each other. Carson was on his knees and about to rise when her shapely right leg snapped up. "WHAP!" The oval shaped toe of her red heel caught him under the chin and sent him tumbling back. "CRASH!" His upper back and head slammed hard into the wall. Carson slumped to his side on the floor and lie there barely conscious. Lori grabbed a hand full of Roscoe's hair and dragged him to his feet. Still dizzy from his contact with Carson, Roscoe was defenseless against the strong teenage female. "CRRRACK!" Her solid uppercut exploded on his chin like dynamite going off. He sailed through the air as if he had been struck by a speeding car. "SLAM!" He hit the floor and lie there moaning. Lori smiled as she hauled him to his feet.

"Don't fret Roscoe. You're getting the same tender loving care your buddies received in the bedroom. So you can quit whining about being left out. Now lets make love handsome." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Her right fist plowed into his unprotected face with unbelievable power. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" He was totally helpless against the barrage of hard punches taking him apart. "SLAM!" His back hit the wall, which gave Lori something to brace him against while she destroyed his muscular body and rapidly swelling face. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Roscoe was out on his feet. But Lori wanted to make sure he was out of the picture while she took care of Carson. So she held him up and beat him half to death. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!"

"SMMMACK!" A final right cross deposited Roscoe in the floor. He was going to be out for quite a spell. And his movements were going to be slow and painful when he woke up because of the terrible beating she put on him. Satisfied she wouldn't be interrupted while dealing with Carson, Lori left him lying there and turned to her next victim. Carson was sitting on the floor against the wall. He was holding his pain wracked head like he was trying to make sure it was still attached to his body. He heard Lori approaching so he climbed to his feet and faced her with pure hatred covering his handsome face. Lori stood in front of him grinning. All males think their angry looks should thoroughly frighten us females. She thought to herself. How stupid can they be.

"Ahhh, I see you finally came to your senses and decided to join our little party. Now you and I can have ourselves some fun." Lori told the pissed off male. "You're dead bitch. I'm going to tear you apart with my bare hands and feed you to my dogs. By the time they're through, there won't be a trace of you left." He replied as he ferociously attacked. Lori readied herself for battle. The thrill of facing danger again spread through her shapely female body in a heartbeat. Flash backs of the confrontations she had during high school filled her mind. She missed the feeling of staring danger in the face and spitting in it's eye. She and Taylor were so feared after bringing the football team to it's knees, no one ever tried to stand up to them again. So she hadn't been this excited in a very long time.

Carson was relentless with his attack. Thoughts of her badly beaten body lying there while her blood stained the hard wood floor made him laugh. His muscular arms were firing sledge hammer blows like well oiled pistons. But for some odd reason he couldn't fathom, none of them were landing on their targets. The bitch was unbelievably agile. She seemed to know where every punch was headed and was easily able to avoid it. The more Carson missed the elusive teenager, the more frustrated he became. And the more frustrated he became, the angrier he got for being so incompetent. He sped up his attempts to land his male driven powerful punches and beat her to the floor.

His angry red face was a hideous sight. Spittle dripped from his mouth, making him resemble a rabid dog. He kept flailing away like a mad man on a mission. But his will and determination wasn't enough to overcome Lori and her defensive skills. Carson eventually slowed his murderous attack because of sheer exhaustion. Lori smiled and tore into him like a female lion bringing down food for her starving cubs. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Unlike his, her hard thrown punches were accurate and precise. Carson's nose was broken, his eyes were changing color, and his cheeks were swelling in no time. Unable to get out of the way of her fast moving female fists, Carson's large body was nothing but target practice for the beautiful Lori. He was helpless and at her mercy.

"SMACK!" "You can't fight worth a shit can you punk." "SMACK!" "I've had more challenging fights with high school girls." "SMACK!" "You better pray you don't end up in prison wimp." "SMACK!" "Because you'll quickly become someones bitch fighting like this." "SMACK!" "Or maybe men is your sexual preference and I'm wasting my breath telling you." "SMACK!" "Is that it little man?" "SMACK!" "Do you like sucking dicks and having your worthless ass fucked by hairy men?" "SMACK!" "You do look like a fairy." "SMACK!" "Do you frequent gay bars every night looking for your next lover?" "SMACK!" "I'll bet you're very popular with guys looking for a new bitch." "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!"

Carson was staggering around the room like he had no control over his muscular male frame. He went right, left, or straight back from every solid punch slamming into his battered face and tortured body. Where ever Lori wanted to take him, that's where he went. She could do what ever she pleased with the out classed male fighter. He was unable to offer any resistance against her lightening fast female fists. Her red pleated short skirt was swirling around her well formed hips as she beat the helpless Carson to a bloody pulp. Punch after punch ripped him to shreds. And there wasn't a damn thing he could do but accept the horrible beating she was giving him.

Lori finally curled her strong fingers in his shirt and held him steady for the knock out punch. "This has been a lot of fun dip shit. But I'm afraid we'll have to conclude our little one sided fight. We were sent here to do a job and it's time we completed it. So say good night my weak little bitch. Dream about me if you can do it without pissing your pants." Lori drew back her right fist and planted a solid hay maker on his exposed chin. "SMMMACK!" Carson stood there a few seconds rocking back and forth. Then gravity took over and plunged him face first to the floor. "SLAM!" He lie at her red heeled clad feet and didn't twitch a muscle. He was completely out cold.

Lori bound up Roscoe and Carson with the duct tape and smiled as she sat down to watch Taylor work over her two idiot males. Next to beating someone until she had complete control over them, watching Taylor was her second passion. She thoroughly loved to observe her best friend and lover doing what she did best. Taylor was like a well oiled machine that never gave out. Her fabulous female body glided over the floor like a graceful swan. But her lethal fists had the power of a bull elephant in them. And the speed with which she delivered those devastating blows was absolutely amazing. Her shot gun jabs were as quick as a speeding bullet. Her hooks, crosses, straight on punches and uppercuts landed before you even realised her arm had moved. She was a delightful spectacle to watch. And Lori always enjoyed seeing the show.

After cracking their heads together the two men were standing in front of her dizzy and disoriented. Taylor took the opportunity to nail them both in the balls with her rock hard fists. "THUNK!..THUNK!" Sharky and Bob collapsed to their knees like their legs had been chopped out from under them. "SMACK!" A solid right to the side of Bob's head put him in the floor groaning. Then she yanked Sharky's head back by his hair and applied a sleeper hold on him. "I'll dance with you later asshole. Just let me take care of your hired help and I'll be right with you. So go to sleep Mr. boss man and I'll wake you up when it's time to give you the worse beating you've ever experienced in your miserable life." Sharky feebly clutched at her arm with his large hands. But the pain in his balls seemed to weaken his mighty strength. He drifted off to sleep in about a minute.

Taylor released the sleeping Sharky and he flopped to the floor on his face. Bob had struggled to his knees but he was still clutching his balls and moaning in agony. His head was resting on the floor with his eyes shut tight against the pain. Taylor straddled his back and sat down. She reached down and grabbed his arms in her capable hands. Then she pulled them straight up in the air and placed his wrists on her shoulders. With his arms in place, she wrapped her arms around his just above the elbow and clasped her hands together. When she leaned forward, it put a terrible strain on the ligaments in his shoulders. An ear piercing scream escaped his mouth because of the awful pain. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "I just love to hear males scream. It gets my juices flowing like nothing else. So do it for me again please." She asked as she leaned forward a little more and smiled.

She got her wish. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "STOP! OH GOD! PLEASE STOP! YOU'RE RIPPING MY SHOULDERS OUT OF THEIR SOCKETS!" He pleaded. "Oh yes. Beg for me little man. It turns me on even more. That's why I enjoy playing with you pathetically weak males. You do exactly the right things to make me feel alive. That's all you're really good for you know. To please me and other females who know how to put you in your place. And that place is lying at our feet to do our bidding. I know you're raised under the assumption that males are the dominate sex of our species. But that simply isn't true. Any female with the correct knowledge can bring you to your knees and keep you there for as long as she wishes. Eventually your will to resist snaps and fear takes over. Then you become a play thing for her enjoyment and pleasure."

Taylor leaned forward one last time before swinging her leg over and stepping in front of him. She heard the ligaments give way and saw his shoulders slip from their sockets. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Bob screamed from the agonizing pain shooting through his shoulders. His arms dropped to the floor lifeless and unusable. Tears flowed from his eyes like a torrent rain storm. The dusty hard wood floor beneath his head turned a darker color as his tears washed away the dust and quickly soaked into the dry wood. Taylor snatched a hand full of his hair and yanked his head up from the floor. She smiled as she stared into his pain filled watery eyes. "Don't worry you big cry baby. I'll soon take your mind off of the pain in your shoulders. So be patient you little pansy ass."

With Bob on his knees in front of her and unable to put up the least amount of defense, Taylor drew back her right fist. She smiled when she saw the fear spread across his ashen colored face. "OK wimp, it's time to pay the piper. Now be a good little boy and hold still for me." Bob shut his frightened eyes and waited. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Her fist rose and fell like a jack hammer. Bob's face quickly became a battered, swollen mess. His facial features were thoroughly rearranged in the blink of an eye. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" He slept through most of the brutal beating Taylor gave him. But the painful effects would clearly be felt when he awakened. Although that wouldn't happen for a very long time. Fortunately for him.

"SMMMACK!" Taylor was sure her last hay maker punch dislocated his jaw. She grinned and watched as he slumped to the floor at her feet. "Sweet dreams little man. Enjoy them while you can. Because you're definitely not going to like what you feel when you wake up. But that's your problem isn't it wimp." She stepped around him and went to Sharky. "OK Mr. boss man. It's your turn to pay for your evil ways with pain. Let's see if you can take it better then your pitiful hired help." She nudged his head with the toe of her black heel until Sharky's eyes shot open. "Get on your feet hot shot. You and I need to have a little discussion concerning the where abouts of a young woman named Carly. For your sake she better be in one piece and unharmed."

Sharky shook his head to clear the cob webs and slowly climbed to his feet. A quick assessment of the situation told him he was all alone. Carson and Roscoe were bound up and lying over near the bar. Bob was in the process of being taped up by the brown headed bitch in the red and pink outfit. Standing in front of him was the cocky blond with a large grin on her fucking face. With all the odds seemingly against him, the ruthless male still didn't perceive himself as being in danger. He may be alone, but the only thing in his path was two fucking females. Hell, he could take care of two young girls in less then five minutes. And these two had already pissed him off for coming into his bar uninvited.

"You must be joking. That stupid old cow sent you two in here to retrieve her daughter? She must really be desperate if she's willing to put your lives in jeopardy to save Carly. After we put that moron she sent in here before in the hospital, I thought she learned her lesson. Obviously I was wrong. It seems she'll risk anything to get her precious Carly back." Sharky said with a sneering grin. "First of all, that stupid old cow as you call her is a dear sweet old lady. Secondly, she loves her precious daughter unconditionally. Which I'm sure is something you've never experienced in your miserable life. And last but certainly not least. The only one in danger here is you if you don't hand her over. So put up or shut up big shot. Bring Carly to me or we'll settle this little matter with our fists." Taylor challenged.

"Your dear sweet old lady just signed your death warrant you mouthy little bitch." Sharky threatened as he charged her with deadly intentions. Taylor went into defensive mode and waited for her chance to strike. It wasn't long in coming. Sharky fired multiple punches to overwhelm the blond warrior and take her out quickly. But Taylor didn't cooperate with his plans. She moved her fabulous female body like a graceful Ballerina and eluded his murderous attempts to put her in the floor. Sharky slowed his attack when he saw it wasn't working. He decided to change tactics and throw calculated punches. Ones that were designed to confuse her and hit their pin point targets. Once he had her bewildered and in pain, a hard right would finish the bitch off.

He flicked three quick jabs at Taylor but she easily slipped them. He faked a fourth jab, thinking he could nail her with a solid right while her attention was drawn to his left. But Taylor was more adept at fist fighting then the man realised. She dodged his right and firmly planted a left on his right temple. "SMACK!" Her surprising punch knocked him off balance and left him vulnerable. Taylor followed up with a three punch combination to his unbelieving face. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Sharky stumbled back in shock while Taylor stood her ground and taunted the surprised male fighter. "Not going the way you planned is it wimp? Well I have bad news for you. Your disappointment is only beginning."

Sharky leaped back into the fray with pure hatred covering his red embarrassed face. He fired massive missiles of destruction at Taylor with a single thought on his mind. Put the cocky bitch in her place by giving her the beating of her life. No one stood up to or talked to Sharky in that manner. Especially a fucking female. They paid for it in blood and pain if they were dumb enough to try. And this fucking blond headed bitch had pushed his patience way past the acceptable limit. Her ass was grass and Sharky was the lawn mower who was going to cut her down. She couldn't avoid his thunderous punches forever. Once he had her down and at his mercy, he was going to shut her fucking mouth for good. It was only a matter of time before he ended her fucking life.

But Taylor wasn't the normal male opponent Sharky was used to facing. They would stand toe to toe with him and slug it out. Giving and taking until the best man won. And nine times out of ten, that man would be Sharky. Taylor's elusive skills were far more extraordinary then he could ever have imagined. Her bobbing and weaving female body was impossible to catch up to. Punch after punch connected with nothing but air. His adrenaline filled anger began to lose it's edge. The mighty effort he was putting out was considerably starting to wear on him. Missing the elusive bitch with numerous punches was seriously draining his energy. It was also effecting his mind as well. Sharky had never faced a problem like this before. And it seemed unsolvable.

When Sharky's attack slowed, Taylor took over. Her shot gun jabs were clean and crisp. And they found their mark with extreme regularity. "SMACK!..SMACK!" She busted his mouth open and bruised his manly chin. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Three more landed hard on his eyes and nose. Sharky's eyes began to water from her precise punches landing squarely on their targets. Taylor smiled when she saw the drops trickling down his cheeks. She kept the pressure on without letting up. She had Sharky confused and on the run and wanted to keep him that way. His face showed the worry he was beginning to experience. While hers was glowing with confidence and pleasure. To Taylor. Beating a much larger more muscular male to a pulp was the greatest feeling in the world.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" The fists of the blond headed bitch seemed to move at the speed of light. Sharky was completely on the defensive and unable to mount any offense of his own. And as hard as he tried, he couldn't avoid the lightening fast punches that were quickly breaking him down. Punch after punch speared into his sagging body and rapidly swelling face. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" His thick muscular arms were useless against the whirling dervish standing in front of him. She was taking him apart as easily as if he were a small boy. Sharky had been in many fights during his life time. Without a doubt, he instinctively knew he was going to lose this one. The fact that he was going to lose it to a gorgeous young female he should have been able to handle without breaking a sweat, really boggled his mind. The reality of that fact seemed impossible.

"SMACK!" Sharky never saw the straight right coming that landed between his eyes. All of a sudden he couldn't control his legs. They seemed to have a mind of their own and wouldn't obey the commands his brain was sending to them. The room was also spinning like a child's top. He couldn't focus his eyes on any object in the room because it sped by him so fast. While he was attempting to contemplate why all of this was happening, he left himself wide open and defenseless. "THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Taylor drilled him in the stomach with two hard punches before slamming a solid right to his chin. Sharky's wobbly legs folded up like a card board box and he fell forward. In his delirious mind, he would have sworn on a stack of bibles the floor came up to meet his face.

"SLAM!" He hit the floor face first and came to rest at the feet of his beautiful conqueror. Taylor stood over his battered body with her male destroying hands perched on her perfectly shaped hips. A satisfactory smile of a job well done graced her lovely face. She slowly lifted her head and watched as her best friend and lover approached. Her brown eyes locked on to Lori's blue eyes and the heat of passion began to build in their loins. Beating a male senseless was not only personally satisfying for the two dominate females, it was also sexually stimulating. Lori rushed into her waiting arms breathing heavily. The two beautiful young women wound their arms around each other and mashed their luscious lips together in a passionate kiss. Carly was forgotten for the moment.

When the breath taking kiss ended, sexual release was the only thing on the minds of the two lovers. Hurrying as fast as they could, Taylor and Lori ripped off their tops to reveal two sets of perfectly shaped breasts. They quickly removed their skirts and slipped off their panties so they could get to each others sweet honey pot. The two beauties faced each other in all their naked glory wearing only their red and black high heels. Four hands went to work massaging breasts and feminine parts while loud moans of ecstasy filled the room. Complete sexual satisfaction became the top priority of the two beautiful young women. Until their urges were sated and satisfied, nothing else mattered.

Taylor and Lori kissed, fondled each others breasts, and finger fucked their lovers sweet pussy until they reached the height of sexual pleasure. Each one doing their best to please their partner and make it a very enjoyable love making experience. Raspy breathing and moans of sexual pleasure were the only sounds heard in the spacious room. Both avoided talking like it was a forbidden taboo. Their mouths were reserved for other sexually stimulating activities. Well manicured hands moved from one part of their lovers body to the next with tender loving care. Nipples became hard and erect, and steamy hot pussy's were dripping wet with feminine juices. The smell of sex was in the air, which turned them both on even more.

When their legs began to buckle from pure sexual pleasure, the two lovers separated while they still had the strength to rectify the situation. Taylor quickly bound Sharky with the duct tape while Lori grabbed Carson and dragged his unconscious body over to that spot. They placed the two men next to each other with their heads pointing in different directions. Lori ripped the tape off of Carson's mouth and slapped him awake while Taylor woke up Sharky. Then the two dominate women knelt down on the two men and ground their wet pussies on their badly beaten faces. When Sharky and Carson tried to resist and began to struggle, Taylor and Lori reminded them of the power in their feminine fists.

"THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" They repeatedly drove their hard fists deep into the battered males mid section until they gave up the ridiculous idea of trying to escape. "If you two idiots don't want another demonstration of our fighting skills, you better work those tongues hard and fast. Get them in there as deep as possible and leave them there. Your life may depend on your performance. So if I were you two morons, I would do my best to please us. Is that clear wimps?" Taylor forcibly asked. Sharky and Carson quickly came to the conclusion they had no other choice. They knew their battered bodies and horribly swollen faces couldn't take anymore punishment. Obedience was their only option. Submissively they mumbled a yes from beneath the two beauties pinning them to the floor.

The two men were positioned perfectly so Taylor and Lori sat across from one another. That way they could kiss and fondle each others breasts to heighten their sexual pleasures while face sitting their unwilling captives. Sharky and Carson felt so humiliated to be pinned down by two teenage girls and forced to do their bidding. But the brutal beating they received from the two female gladiators was a painful reminder of their predicament. Their badly swollen faces and thoroughly battered bodies was extremely persuasive evidence which easily convinced them to obey without question. Both men knew without a doubt there was very little hope of winning a rematch. Especially with their muscular bodies in such terrible condition. Obedience was their only choice.

Taylor and Lori resembled Queens sitting on their thrones. They ground their sweet female mounds on the battered faces of their conquered male foes while making mad passionate love. Kissing, slurping, heavy breathing, and moans of sexual pleasures were the only sounds escaping their luscious lips. Perspiration beaded on their lovely naked bodies as they drove their loving partner to the blissful climatic finish. Their gyrating hips and roaming fingers began to move at a quicker pace as the glorious climax neared the end. It finally erupted like an angry volcano and spewed their sweet female juices all over the trapped faces of their male victims. Taylor and Lori separated their wet lips from one another and threw their heads back to scream with sexual pleasure. The poor males beneath them coughed and gagged from the hot liquid rushing into their wide open mouths like a fire hose turned on full blast.

The two beautiful young women leaned on the chests of the beaten males and relaxed until their breathing returned to normal and the sweet ecstasy of the climax had subsided. After one final kiss and loving glance into the eyes of their lover, Taylor and Lori slowly stood up. They smiled as they looked down at the slick, gleaming faces of the bound up males at their feet. Both simultaneously raised their sleek feminine leg and placed their spiked heels on the throats of the helpless men. "OK boys. Tell us where Carly is or we'll puncture your throats and let you choke to death in your own blood." Taylor threatened. They both applied pressure to emphasise they were speaking the truth and would carry out their threats. Sharky and Carson quickly spilled their guts before any permanent damage was done to hamper their breathing.

"She's in the room next to the one you girls came out of." Sharky announced with a squeaky voice. "Yeah. Now take this tape off and let us go." Carson pleaded. "If Carly is unharmed and where you say she is I might be persuaded to do that wimps. So be good little boys and wait right here while we go check it out." Taylor informed them. Taylor and Lori retaped their mouths. Then they soaked up bar towels in the sink behind the bar and cleaned themselves up before putting their clothes back on. Lori opened the door and the two girls entered the room cautiously. Carly was sitting in a chair bound with rope and gagged with a wash cloth. Her eyes were black, her lip was cut, and both cheeks were a pale purple and yellow color. Other then the effects of a slight beating she had suffered a few days ago, she was in excellent condition.

"Don't worry Carly, were friends of your mothers. She sent us here to rescue you." Lori explained while they untied her. "My poor mother. I'll bet she's worried sick about me. I'm so sorry I've caused her so much grief. I hope she'll forgive me one day for all the trouble I've put her through. I feel just awful. When I found out what Sharky was up to I realised she was right about him. But he beat me up and tied me to this chair when I confronted him and tried to leave." "Your mother loves you with all her heart Carly. So she won't think twice about forgiving you. Now come with us and we'll take you to her." Taylor informed the guilt ridden woman.

"Look at this Taylor." Lori said as she stood over a table filled with papers. "It looks like floor plans of one of the largest banks in the city." "It is." Carly replied. "They planned to rob it next weekend. And here's the list of routine schedules kept by the bank manager and security guard. And these dates and times are when the armoured truck arrives at the bank. That black satchel over in the corner is filled with the money they stole from a savings and loan a week ago. They used it as a dry run to get the timing down pat so everything would go smoothly when they attempted the bank robbery. That's why Sharky wouldn't let me leave. Because I knew of their upcoming heist. For once, I wish I had listened to my mother."

"Where is Sharky anyway? How did you two girls get in here without him or his men stopping you?" Carly asked frantically. "Don't worry about Sharky and his men." Taylor informed her. "They're in no condition to stop you or us from leaving here. Lori and I saw to that. Now lets get out of here. Bernice is going to be thrilled to find out you're safe and on your way home." The shocked look on Carly's face when she stepped into the next room was priceless. Seeing the four beaten men thrust up on the floor with duct tape left her speechless. "Who?...How?...You two couldn't have!...He's so big and!...There was eight of them so!...It's just not possible." "Don't worry yourself over minor details. Just be glad you're free to join your mother. Now lets go." Lori told her.

On the way to Wainwright mansion, the police received an anonymous phone call concerning the where abouts of the men who rob the savings and loan. They were thoroughly puzzled to find the men beaten to a pulp and bound up with duct tape. But the evidence they discovered while searching the place was enough to convince them they had the right men who pulled the job. The circumstances in which they found the men was soon forgotten. Sharky and his henchmen were hauled off to jail. After seeing the incriminating evidence, the District Attorney was certain Sharky and his gang were destined to spend quite a few of their remaining years in the penitentiary. Realizing they were in deep trouble, the remaining six men tried to cut a deal and turn states evidence against Sharky and Carson. They each tried to negotiate a lighter sentence for themselves. But try as they might, the police couldn't get any of them to explain why they were found beaten and tied up. It was to humiliating to admit two teenage girls with unbelievable power in their fists took them down.

Bernice was so delighted to have Carly home safe and sound she didn't ask questions about how it was accomplished. Taylor and Lori took the one hundred thousand dollars and opened their own business. The ad in the paper read. "MUSCLE FOR HIRE!" "If you have a problem we can solve it. Satisfaction guaranteed or your money back. Call T & L Services today. You'll be glad you did." It wasn't long before the beautiful young women were making money hand over fists. Needless to say, they never had to return any one's money. No one escaped the wrath of the two beautiful young women when they were on a job. And the culprits never bothered their victims again when Taylor and Lori were finished with them. So the two fighting beauties found a way to make a living doing what they did best. And they really enjoyed their work.