Amazons in full Knightarmour, frogwomen, fighting women in high boots
groups of Amazons in battle like a shootout between women in Catsuits and boots or a medieval Battle with armored Ladies on horse or foot, a scuba battle were frogwomen in Beavertailsuits kill each other with Spearguns and knives.
All defeated women like it to be beaten in battle and enjoy even their pain.
Being the sole survivor that Saturday morning had not yet registered with her. She had done her job ... nothing more ... nothing less. They all had. The carnage strewn about was more than adequate evidence. Her thoughts shifted as she spied Karin's fully loaded MAC10. The guard had never fired such an exotic weapon before but the minute she cradled it in her slender hands she suddenly realized why her enemies seemed to enjoy their 'jobs' so
She saw another muzzle flash and the corridor rang with the noise of the bullet firing. She jerked and felt a bullet penetrate just below her left breast. Her legs struggled to lift herself as she was turned by the impact, which exposed her front more. Now she saw the outstretched hand of the petite blonde aiming her Beretta. A long bright red nail was squeezing the trigger. How could the little bitch have survived the earlier onslaught? A
Karin knelt along side her beautiful partner's body and saw Sandi's chest move ever so slightly. She was still breathing! Karin reached down and stroked her partner’s hair gently. "Oh, oh. You're going to be okay." Sandi still lay motionless. Karin felt the allure of the tall and lean blonde. She could hold back no further as she felt her sex turn wet with excitement and anticipation of making love to Sandi. "Don't do this to me..." she we
Karin's next salvo nearly got the blonde but the bullets ricocheted against the metal of the file cabinets. She swept the weapon across the narrow area and caught the brunette across the chest and neck. The girl was momentarily stunned as the slugs made her dance slightly but soon as her strength waned, she fell forward on the open file drawer which had protected her earlier. The additional weight of her body was enough to cause the file cabin
The stupid plan worked as Karin heard footsteps, snapped back and blasted away with the MAC10, every powerful recoil driving her senses wild. There were two guards in this room. One was medium height with gorgeous silky very long light brunette hair, probably between 25 and 30. She was on the left side and it must have been her shoe Karin had seen. On the other side was a petite blonde a few years younger. The brunette had managed to open on
Karin spun on her right foot and headed quickly back to the main hallway. She peered around the corner making sure no one else was present. Her eyes once again caught the glimpse of her fallen partner, lying there motionless. She thought about trying to help Sandi but something off the opposite side of the hallway did not seem right. The room opposite the office looked like it only held file cabinets for records and such. It was dimly lit an
Karin could sense that the guard was not near and twirled in front of the doorway firing a short burst. She scanned the office area and saw several heavy wood desks facing the doorway. Behind them was another wall with a door between the two desks which looked like the opening of a more private office. She knew the guard was behind one of those desks and wasted no time. She blasted the one on the left and then bumped her MAC to the right. Wo
The guard wasted no time firing again this time at Karin. Karin emptied her MAC10 blasting more of the doorway. This time she saw that the guard had retreated back into the office. Karin reloaded while walking quickly to the door way. Her chest heaved in and out again as she caught her breath. She raised the still smoking MAC10 with her gloved hand.
She practically kissed it, feeling its warmth against her face; breathing in the gunsmoke.
Her head lolled to the left, facing Karin.
Karin looked at Sandi in denial. Disbelief that her partner had been that careless. Her long and sexy body slowly taking bullet after bullet. How strong a woman Sandi was to take that hit after hit and still want to fight back. Her last motion was to try and look to Karin.
The first shot tore into her lower midriff, two inches directly below her navel. Her navel was perfectly-defined and outlined by the spandex, and now there was another indentation below it. Sandi froze in shock, mouth open slightly, eyes wider. Both gun hands were useless: there was no message being sent to them to fire. Her body jerked with the impact, but remained in place.
The second bullet ripped into the right side of her navel. This time Sa
Then time went into slow motion, frame-by-frame mode for Sandi. Her eyes registered the sight of an outstretched arm along the floor leaning out of that corner office with a Beretta that was levelled upward at Sandi's midsection. Her brain knew even as she trained her own weapons downward, that this time it was too late.
And, yes, she even registered that the excitement she felt was just as intense though she was the one about to receive the bul
Smoke from the MAC10 wafted heavily in front of Karin as she casually released the empty magazine. Sandi looked at her partner briefly admiring the good work. She was definitely attracted to Karin and this was a particularly striking pose, especially in the body hugging spandex and leather. Sandi could feel it. They both knew it. The thrill of the climax was at hand.
It had all been a long foreplay until now, including the minor players along
The slugs caught her in the gut stitching a line across and up slightly across her front. The white blouse erupted with crimson holes and a few bullets exited her back along with a spray of red. Sandi watched the young girl dance to Karin's musical blast of bullets blowing her back against the wall. She dropped her gun and slid down until her butt rested on the floor. Her arms were out to her sides and her legs split somewhat revealingly. Bl
Karin took a second or two and cradled the MAC10 in both of her leather gloved hands. The redhead stared ahead at the barrel of the machine pistol and knew she was screwed. Nonetheless she went for a spare magazine tucked on the rear of her right hip. Her futile manoeuvre when Karin blasted her with a ferocious salvo.
The young redhead saw this opportunity and emerged again from the cover taking aim at Karin. "On your right, partner" yelled Sandi and Karin fired a short burst chewing the wall slightly. The redhead squeezed off four shots confidently until her gun was empty.
Karin slammed a fresh magazine home and rolled on the floor before coming up in a crouch. She blasted away in the general direction of the brunette but her target had moved for cover also. Firing several times more until her Beretta was empty
Bullets smashed the clay pot causing the plant to tilt over near Karin. Karin reached up and squeezed the last few rounds from her MAC10. Sandi reloaded effortlessly like the pro she was and came up firing again forcing the redheaded guard back behind the corner. The older brunette fired again, her slugs smashing the mirror in front of Sandi. Pieces of broken glass rained down.
Karin peered around firing a long burst at the older guard. She waved the MAC10 slightly causing the powerful slugs to pepper the wall behind the moving brunette. Undaunted the guard continued to fire at Karin.
Bullet holes appeared along the wall behind the redhead. The redhead turned and squared off against Sandi but the tall blonde had already made it to the cover of the credenza. Slugs from the young guard's Beretta punched into the hard wood of the credenza. Sandi popped up enough to get a bead on the redhead and fired another burst from her MAC10 until it clicked empty.
The sight of their breasts moving subtly against the spandex was magnificent for Sandi and Karin, both the feel, and the sight of the other. Each hoped these seconds would turn to hours as they eventually gazed in each other's eyes. Karin finally spoke softly..."You need more ammunition. Here, take a couple of my spares." She stepped forward just enough for Sandi to reach in the ammo pouch on Karin's harness. Karin felt the warmth of Sandi's
Sandi was three steps behind her. As she passed Cat, she couldn't help bending over quickly and turning Cat over. The holes in her chest and belly still ran red. Sandi sighed inside herself. Gently she touched Cat’s face and then continued after Karin.
Karin reached the top of the stairs and the door way where the two guards had come. The door remained slightly ajar. Still pissed about the loss of Cat, She forcefully kicked the door with her r
Karin quickly flipped the weapon back to full auto. She too felt its raw power, having killed many times before. She felt a mild urge to satisfy herself but knew she would have to save it for later when they had completed the mission. The loss of Cat made her wonder if they would be entirely successful. If there were any more enemy personnel in the building they would be arriving soon. Now where the fuck was Sandi?
Sandi looked back to th
Karin fired two long bursts. The second one found its target. The guard’s white blouse was stitched up the front with at least seven bullet holes. The guard just finished reloading as she was hit. Her arms waved wildly as the impacts tore into her. Then she brought her Beretta back into line, desperate to stop Karin. She squeezed the trigger repeatedly as her lifeblood poured out. But she could not hold an aim, and she staggered again as her le
Karin had been checking out her part of the warehouse, aware how she had almost been surprised before by the woman in the doorway. She checked quickly outside and saw no-one sneaking up. She had just dragged the dead woman blocking the door out of the way when she realized that she no longer heard the MAC’s staccato firing and knew something was wrong. She ran back towards the steps. "Where the hell is Sandi?' she thought.
There wasn't time to
She fired one shot hitting Cat in the left shoulder. She felt the searing sensation in her shoulder and her shoulder jerked backwards. Her arm stiffened at once, but Cat continued to work on the jam. The guard started down, firing a shot at each step.
One by one three red tinged holes erupted across Cat’s spandex-covered breasts. Cat cried out as the first penetrated. She staggered as the bullets hit her and the impacts caused her back to arc
After a minute or so Cat had reached the landing halfway up the stairs and her adversary was still behind the post at the top. She took aim at the post in an attempt to blow enough of it away with her MAC10 to get this pesky bitch. She fired a long burst, the bullets striking the post causing a few chunks of it to disappear. Then the MAC jammed. She pulled the bolt back trying to clear it.
Her leather gloved fingers reached inside trying to s
Cat realized that she was exposed to the fire from above. She started slowly advancing up the stairs one step at a time. She did not know what had happened to Sandi and why she had stopped firing. Nor could she waste concentration looking round. Knowing she was on her own, Cat continued slowly step by step, burst after burst.
The guard took cover at the top of the stairs and reached around firing her Beretta twice. This woman was taller, about five foot eight and trim, she could have been about 40, but certainly her appearance was holding up well. She was dressed identically to her partner including a skirt just as short. Despite her age, her legs were long and lean, fully deserving such attire. Her hair was dark brunette, almost black, and came down just above he