in the showers & afterwards

Dawn, Yvette, Sally and several of the other ladies were in the showers,

getting male blood and gore off their bodies.

They were not going home yet, as they had come for some hard training in the gym.

When one of the girls arrived at the showers, with three semi-conscious men being dragged along, and into the showers, the fun resumed.

These a&*holes were not sufficiently broken yet - they were careen criminals, and these ladies were not about to let them escape with any major bodyparts in tact.

And so nine large powerful ladies encircled and closed in on these three unfortunates. What followed was some of the most destructive face punches in human history - all nine girls got a chance to offload dozens of killer punches each - completely wrecking their targets - the three robbers' heads were busted up, cracked and torn to pieces.

But what followed was to be even worse for them:

It started with some "interrogation" - basically all the crooks were taken back to the ladies locker room and worked over until they told them EVERYTHING - then they were punched up until they too were all broken - the girls had fun squashing all their balls and breaking their cheekbones, noses and jaws off. The beatings just kept on coming, it was insane.

Then the girls finished their workouts, having fun at their leisure while the wrecked men writhes and moaned in paine in the locker room, unable to move, for nearly an hour. Then the girls got changed, bashed the men against the walls, against the benches, punched their bellies, and threw them into their vehicles.

Then the girls went around to their accomplices', fellow-gangsters' and 'miscellanous contacts'' homes, beat the crap out of all of them, chucked them all into their vehicles and onto the heap of broken beaten male bodies, and then they went to their local court room.

It was a unique court room, and the preciding judge clearly knew all of the girls, and got on well with them,

So it was hardly surprising that the judge slammed the gavel down, ciding in favour of the girls' suggestion to set up a stall at the fun fair, collecting 20ps for a womans refuge charity, and using the men as the bait in the 'dunk box'.

One by one, all the men would be put on the seat of the dunk box.

For 20p the fair-goers (mostly it was the women and girls who were keen on this one) could throw their up to three balls to a target plate, and if any of the balls hits the target, the man's seat twists down and away from under him, leaving these crooked men to fall into the 'pit of doom' which was full of all of the muscly girls, all wearing black punching tape, with cutesie hair-styles and revealing bikinis.

So the scene was set, any time a fairgoer's throw hits the target, a crook would fall into the pit of doom and be beaten up until ALL bones & other areas were broken by the girls. It was fair justice, and it was a good way of ensuring that none of the men would ever reoffend. The money went to charity, and the gorgeous babe at the front counter could "accidentally" reach over and make a man fall in anyway if either, he misbehaves, a little girl's valiant effort needed special recognition, or just coz he deserves it and really has it coming.

And so the stall was all set up, the pit of doom was readied, the queue of waiting sentenced guilty crooks was ready to do on the hot seat, and the first family of a mother, her sister and three little girls step up to the booth, keen to give the game a go. ...