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Rose readjusted the possitioning of her breasts, bound in a two piece tight leather outfit. This was Rose's trademark uniform that she enjoyed wearing on all of her assassination attempts. The number was skin tight and made perfect use of her shapely figure. She tightened the back, pressing her breasts together and holding them in place firmly. She pulled up her pants which excentuated her rounded ass and shapely thighs. The pants had a split down the sides from her waist to her ankles, which were tied together by cross stitchings. Proceeding to put on her red leather high heel boots she listened as Boots spoke. "I don't believe your going through with this Rose! You can't!" "That bastard," Rose muttered as she jerked her boots up to knee height, "deserves this treatment for the things he did to you." "What's passed is passed Rose, I don't want to see you get hurt on my behalf!" objected Boots. At this Rose chuckled, "Come on Boots! You're talking to Blood Rose! I'm amongst the deadliest women on earth! You think this bastard could really match up to me?" Boots smiled just imagining The Python getting the shit kicked out of him by Rose. "No." She said, "But his mob guards him at all times, getting passed all of them won't be an easy tas-" "Please!" Rose interupted, "All men are as weak and pathetic as the last, even in greater numbers I should have no trouble getting by." She grinned devilishly. "It's just twice the fun." Rose walked over to the bathroom to see how she looked before applying a little bright red lipstick and eyeshadow. Although she didnt fit your typical 'girly girl' description, Rose always believed on looking her best while her victims suffered at her hands. Finally, she put on her black leather gloves. "Feels good to get out the uniform again." She laughed. "Anyway Boots, this guy RAPED you! How can you let him get away with that." Boots fell silent. It had only been two days since the bastard had assaulted her and raped her. Rose sat down by her and gave her a hug. "Boots, I'll be fine. Now listen, you're my friend! I'm not about to let some pig get away with doing what he did to you... by the time I get back, I promise you the dick of our little friend, The Python." With that she stood up and walked out the front door of Boots' suburban home and into the night. Rose had gotten information that The Python would be playing a game of Poker with the rest of his drug dealing friends at an old abandoned warehouse a few blocks down. No doubt the place would be guarded, so she would need to be careful. She walked quickly down the street, the sound of her high heeled boots making contact with the wet bitchemen rang out into the night. Movement! Rose came to a sudden stop and glanced over into an alley way. She had deffinately seen someone over there in the shadows. The neighborhood Boots lived in was average at best. Many young women walking down these ways at night had been mugged, or worse yet beaten, even murdered by local gang's who found some sort of sattisfaction in attacking the weaker sex. 'Any of those bastards try anything on me' Rose thought, 'and I'll show them the weaker sex...' She continued to walk on keeping alert at all times. She knew they'd still be watching her from somewhere, possibly following her. Clack, clack, clack, clack, clack... Her high heels tapped along the ground as she continued up the road. She was now prepared for an attack at any given moment. She had already spotted her stalkers. Two men in their early 20's perhaps, both had shaved heads and looked as though they may be carrying a dagger of some sort hidden behind their belts. Rose smiled. She thought she'd make it easy for them. She turned into the nearest dark alley she could find and walked into a dead end. 'Oh lord,' she thought, amusing herself, 'lets hope there are no hooligans out tonight!' "Hey there missy!" came a gruff voice as she felt a hairy arm wrap around her neck weilding a knife. "What's a pretty young thing like you doing out here all alone? You could get hurt..." He grabbed her breast and squeezed hard. She felt the man's penis grow harder against her thigh. Another man emerged from the shadows. He had a bikey esque beard and was rather fat. He eyed her up and down suggestively and then stroked his disgusting dirty finger across her pouty lips and red, shoulder length hair. "Oh she's a fine bitch indeed... I'm gonna enjoy this." He knelt down and buried his face into her crotching taking a heavily breathing in air and smelling her vaginal region through the lever. He removed a knife from his belt and began to try to cut through the leather and undress his new 'victim'. THWACK! Rose suddenly sprang into life and kneed the larger man in the jaw. "SON OF BITCH!" He yelled as he dropped his knife and grabbed hold of his jaw. Rose delivered a sharp blow into the man's knee behind her sending him instantly to the ground and releasing his grip on her. She turned around and using the point of her heeled boots, drove them into the fatman's testicles, crushing them against his abdomen. He let out a shriek of pain and clutched his package as he curled up into a fetal possition. Rose glanced over her shoulder to see that the taller man had gotten back to his feet and was advancing on her with his knife wielded in one hand. She drove her foot backward into his groin and grabbed his knifed arm as she used her hips to toss him over her shoulders. SLAM! He hit the ground hard on his back and Rose forced down his knife weilded hand to stab him through the balls. The man let out a short lived scream of pain as he passed out. Rose got to her feet and whiped her hands cracked her neck. "You picked the wrong 'bitch'" she mocked as she picked up the remaining dagger on the ground and walked off into the night. Rose aproached the warehouse soon after the rain began to pick up once more. They had been having an especially wet season this year and it would not make things easier. Luckily enough, Rose had trained for years in her heels and was perfectly balanced on them. Hidden from view, she observed the warehouse entrance. Two dark figured men stood at each side of the door. She could probably take the both of them, but decided she would use more descretion and work her way around the back of the complex. She carefully and silently climbed the fire escape to the top of the building. From their she caught sight of a large window protruding from the rooftop. She peered through it and sure enough saw him. The Python. He was a large muscular man with a short beared that covered most of his face. Around his neck he wore a medalion of some kind, labeled "THE BIG P" in his long sleeved, grotty shirt and jeans. He took a puff of his cigarette and laid down his cards down on to the poker table. Accompanying him were three other men, whom she recognised as fellow drug dealers in the local area, Joey Mawdesly, Russ Flendricks and Coxon. None seemed to pose too much of a threat to her although they were carrying what would seem to be an armed pistol. As well as this, The Python had a completely naked woman with a chain around her neck serving refreshments. The gang would from spank her or dip their finger into her vagina as she walked by. The woman was obviously terrofied and red with shame and embarrassment. Rose decided to make this short and sweet. Rose raised a heavy brick she had found on the roof top and took her aim carefully. CR-AAASH!! The brick was sent spiralying through the glass paned window and directly into Russ Flendricks head, killing him instantly. She lept down and gave a swift kick driving her pointed heals into the throat of Joey Mawdesly whom proceeded to roll on the floor choking to death from his crushed esophegos. Click! During the commotion, both Russ and the Python had raised their guns. THWAP! THWAP! A spinning heel kick sent both of the weapons out of their hands and to the floor. She pulled Russ up from his seat and kneed him sharply in the testicles before throwing him to the ground, unconcious. The two guards from outside had obviously heard the noise as she could hear them advancing quickly. Rose lept off the table and grabbed the two pistols off the floor and span around to shoot the men as they entered, once to the groin and again in the forehead.She lowered her weapons and turned to face The Python, her face twisted with disgust. BLAM! Rose shot an expert blast freeing the woman from her chains. Whom instantly found a corner to cower in. Rose grabbed hold of The Pythons collar and stared him directly in the eye. He was sweating profusely looking around the room. "Nope, no escape... not for you you pathetic little shit..." She spat on him and tossed his body unto the poker table. "Now you may be wondering why I spared your life darling," Rose continued, "But let me assure you what I'm about to do to you is a lot worse than death." "FUCKING BITCH!" he yelled as he swung a punch at her. BLAM! "Now why would you go and do a thing like that to a lil' ol' girl like me Mr. Bigshot?" she chuckled, staring at the wound in his shoulder she had created. She threw the pistols to the ground. And watched as he squirmed in pain. "Oh you think thats painful do you?" Rose grinned, "You aint seen nothing yet honey." Rose then forcefully drove her foot into his nuts, four to five times, crushing them beneath her pointed toe. "AAAAAAARGH!!!" The Python screamed and writhed in agony clutching his aching testicles. "Now you see Mr. Python sir, rape... well it's not a nice thing is it?" She mused, watching him curl up and clench his teeth, trying to withstand the pain emitting from his balls, "In fact, so 'not nice' its illegal. Now, women, pay attention cause this is important, don't like to be raped Python, baby. Nope." The Python began to gasp for air as the pain eventually began to tone down slightly. "And when you rape... one of MY FRIENDS... Mr. Python..." Rose began to yell, "You will pay, THE CONSEQUENCES!!" She suddenly raised her knee and just as quickly sent it hurtling down and stomping his testicles into the table. The Python shrieked in pain, trying to cover his balls, being crushed underneath Roses red heel. "So you know what I'll do for you?" She mused as she ground his balls into the table further, "I'm gonna fix it for you" She released her foot and returned it to her side. "I'll fix it so you can't rape a woman ever again Python, baby! Won't that be great?" The Python just lay there curled in a fetal possition barely able to breathe while clutching his swolen, bruised balls. Rose rolled him onto his back and mounted him, her perfect leather-tight ass atop his mouth as she removed his jeans and took a look at his genitals for the first time. She gasped. She knew The Python had recieved his name and was well known for the size of his penis, but she did not expect to see something like this. The man was enourmous! It had to be at least 12 inches (flacid mind), with girth almost the size of your wrists. It would make a most valuable and honorable prize indeed. The Pythons penis would soon be her own. His balls, were also impressive low hangers slightly smaller than that of tennis balls. The man was hung like a bull, although they were extremely bruised, turning blew from her beatings. She chuckled. "Don't worry baby, you'll be keeping these fine fellows" she said as she slapped his testicles rather hard, the soft organs bouncing on impact. She felt his body jerk from underneath her crotch which was smothering his face and his breathing become more heavy. The hot air against her body and thrill of it all made her soon become rather wet with excitement. She had always found humiliating and torturing men sexually stimulating. She removed, concieled in her pants, the small dagger she had obtained before hand and poked the oversized head of his penis a few times with it, giggling. Muffled screams begging her to stop came from beneath her hot, wet smoo. "I'm sorry, Python baby I can't hear you... continue you say?" To this he began to scream even more and jerk his body around. "Oh baby, I do wish you'd stay still!" SLAP! She rammed her fist into his nuts, using her knuckled to crush both his balls into the table.He shrieked in pain and once more fell flat, barely able to move. She then took hold of his massive trunk-like dick and helf the dagger to its base. "Now bite your lip, and take it like the bitch you are!" And with that, The Python's member was cut off with one quick easy slice. A gurgled painful scream was let out into the night as The Python fell unconcious once more, bleeding heavily from where his wang had once been. Rose wearily stood up, having orgasmed the moment she drove that knife into him and heard his painful cries. She stared at her new prize winning penis to display about her home. It made a fine troph indeed. She looked down at The Python, pantless and unconcious, his balls turning black and internally bleeding. "Well," she muttered, "No sense in leaving a half assed job behind" SQUELCH!! His testicles burst beneath her heel, and Blood Rose, truly satisfied with her revenge on the rapist walked calmly out of the warehouse. Just another pathetic excuse for a man nullified by yours truly. CHAPTER END. Be sure to check out any other 'Blood Rose' stories in the archives! |