Blunder Broad- Sisterly Sadistically Pt 3

E.N.Cuire

When we last left Blundie, she was in the midst of dire orgasms and in humungous pain that was being inflicted on her *Person* by none other than her own sadistic twin who was actually harming herself in order to give her twin pain. It is a well known fct that certain twins can be hurt and, by being hurt, dont feel the pain because the pain is pased along to the twin. That was what was going on and Blundie was suffering... Again...

Usual disclaimer applies. Hey, if you're too young, you shouldn't be on these pages anyhow and are here illegally... If you dont like the rough stuff Blundie always seems to get into, you'd better read no further and go away. If you like it, stick around for the mayhem...

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Blundie had endured so much in the past. She was enduring now and, in enduring, her masochistic bent had gone into full swing and she was cuming along like a string of Chinese firecrackers, gasping and spewing, her own oils gushing from her and down her booted legs.

"Damn her... The more I hurt her, the more she orgasms... This cant be happening..."

Demonetta was truly angry. She was livid. She was fuming and, in fuming, ready for some more punishment to be meeted out to her meaty sister. She grabbed for another dildo and

s-l-o-w-l-y started working it up her own rectum.

The distress to Blundie was immediate and apparent. Her head swung one way and then the other as she showered the area with her tears. She felt like she was being reamed a new asshole. She felt like a freight train was being railroaded into her tenderest of channels. She felt like the Space shuttle had already gone off in her puss. she felt like... She felt... She was cuming like there was no tomorrow... Suddering and quaking so hard her boobs had taken to emulating two gelatinous masses that continued shaking while turning on Demonetta's

henchmen into three legged beings.

A crash got everyones' attention. Betty, masked and clad in her rubber catsuit, the gauntlets, the thigh boots and the tight corset had crashed through the skylight and, unlike entrances we've seen Blundie make, IK had intended to crash into the building.

Before Demonetta's henchmen could react and since they were still afflicted by a priapactic condition, IK was in full swing and knocking them down before her like woooden skittles. They didn't stand a chance. Demonetta, meanwhile, was trying to rid herself of the plugs she'd inflicted on her own person and was finding the going was tough. Not that it was painful for her,

not unduly, anyhow. It was causing more grief for the long suffering Brunette who felt like her insides were being torn apart.

"NO... Dont hit her..." Gasped out Blundie as IK turned toward Demonetta, mayhem written in her azure eyes. "Hit me instead..."

That plea stopped IK in her tracks. "Have you gone kinky on me now?" She asked, her wonderful boobs moving up and down as she panted from exertion. "Hit you??? You're my

friend..."

"Puleeeze... If I'm your friend, you'll beat me half to death... It's the only way to save me-e-e-e..."

Betty did not pretend to understand. Blundie was shuddering in continued masochistic orgasms and the Blond was still straining to remove the plugs from herself while attempting to waddle toward IK and put up a fight. Betty looked from one to the other, torn between punching out the Blond and obeying Blundie's plea.

"Hit me before she gets to you-u-u-u... She's an Amazon like me-e-e-e... She can kill

you with ease..."

IK was still in two minds when Demonetta crashed into her with her head. Betty almost went down but Betty was tough and had been hit by worse before. She swung at her hobbled assailant who just shook away the punch but Blundie's head snapped to one side as if she'd been on the receiving end of that gloved fist. Betty quickly pushed Demonetta out of her way and ran over to Blundie before starting to beat her friend's face from one side to the other.

Blundie took and shook, her breastly magnificence undulating as she was rocked to and fro but the devastation of the beating was starting to tell on the Blond who was being rocked mightilly

every time Blundie was struck.

"Harder..." Blundie managed to gasp out. "Harder... Pretend you're beating up Nasty De Mal..."

IK was not able to beat her friend and sometime lover harder. She was scared of hurting Blundie even knowing how tough the Amazon really was. Demonetta was already quakingly edging toward Betty and Blundie was well aware her friend could easily die if Demonetta got hold of her.

"You ignorant cunt... beat the shit out of me... NOW...'

Blundie knew the best way to get to IK was to lay an insult on her. Betty had a temper, after all.

The ploy worked and Betty laid into Blundie like an angry boxer laying into a punching bag. She smashed Blundie in the breasts, her gloves sinking wrist deep in the tit masses. She smashed her booted knee into Blundie's face before following through with a kick to Blundie's twat that made her boot toe dissappear despite the leatherubber protection over Blundie's puss. Fuming, she pummeled Blundie and hardly paid heed to the Blond who seemed to be getting knocked around like a lifeless rubber sex doll. Demonetta was gasping and crying for relief as she took the punishment meted out to her twin sister. She was down on all fours and pissing herwself despite the plugs still inbedded in her.

Finally, Betty was running out of steam. Both Amazons were truly well beaten but Blundie managed a lopsided grin. "That's enough now... we've beaten her..."

Those words brought IK back to reality and gasping at the beating she'd given her bestest friend. "Oh, my God... What have I done???"

"Get some rope and tie them all up..." Went Blundie through a split and swollen lip.

"I'll be o'kay... You know how fast I repair..."

It was several hours later that Blundie and IK were in Blundie's house. There, too, was Demonetta who was all tied up in bindings not unlike Blundie had been so many, many times.

A short ring of the doorbell took Blundie to the front door and she embraced her Mother

with love.

"Let me see this deplorable scamp I've missed for so many years..." Said Blundie's Mom walking into the small home. "I will take her home with me where she will be loved until she can love herself... She'll be far away enough from you that she wont be able to hurt you any longer... And you wont be able to hurt her either...

Demonetta was astounded that the Amazon Queen could render so much love for someone not seen since infancy. She was awed by the serene peace in the visage of her gorgeous Mother and quickly felt all the anger leaving her.

" I... I... I'm sorry, sister... I didn't know... All I've ever known is anger... It was instilled in me from the very first..."

Blundie went over to Demonetta and untied her. She raised her to her feet and hugged her in sisterly affection. "You wern't to know, were you? You really do have a loving Family and the Amazons will love you as their Princess back on Amazin' Isle..."

It wasn't too long before the Queen took Demonetta with her and took her leave. Betty looked a little sheepish. "How can I attone for the beating I gave you, Blundie? I didn't want to do it but you made me angry..."

"How about kissing the hurts and making them better?" Replied Blundie opening gloved arms to draw Betty to her abundant chest...

End