Darla punks two .
by The "T.K.O Kidd " desio@adelphia.net
Oohhh.. boy, if Darla isn't satisfied with hurting one, she'll do two...


Darla punks two .

Tonight Darla's taste for causing some weaker little man some serious pain
grew to a higher level, and was thinking that if she could find two in the
same place at one time, it just might satisfy her hunger of creating the pain
within' thier bodies she felt that they had coming . So after Darla finished
up with setting her goldened blonde hair into a ponytail, she gave it a little
flip with her hand, now satisfied with her appearance . Darla then turned to
the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand, and noticed that it was going on
2:00 a.m, in the morning, and thought to herself, " Mmm... I just wonder if
there are any little cowards out, and about ? with it being so late, ohhh...
well we're about to find out . "

Darla's parents, weren't real watchful of thier daughter, nor did they keep a
close watch on her . Darla's stepfather was an alcoholic, and was sleeping
heavily under his drunken state on the sofa, as Darla walked past him, and
as for her mother, well she didn't really care for what Darla did, just as
long as she kept herself out of trouble, and didn't come home knocked up .
Well Darla's mom had nothing too worry about when it came to Darla giving it
up to a man . Darla's hate for men was due too her stepfather being such a
drunk, and his unkind attitude that he had towards her mother; when drunk .
Darla then thought to herself, as she gave her stepdad a hateful look before
leaving through the front door, " Someday Ray, you'll soon get yours . "

Darla, then stepped onto the front porch, after making her exit from the
house, and took a deep inhale of the nights cool air thinking, " Now, which
direction do we begin looking, mmm... in town would be a good start . " Darla
then set off on her hunt to find, and to fullfil her hunger, and to find some
men to cause some serious hurting too . Darla wasted no time in heading
directly towards the downtown area of Beaumont .

Darla made a turn walking onto North Main, the small strip bieng the main drag
that lead her through the downtown area of Beaumont city . As Darla walked on
she was drawing near to the first building of business, with it bieng a punk
rock pub, that recently opened several months ago . Just before Darla would
pass, " The punker's cafe, " bieng the name of the joint, she noticed a tall
young man, who appeared to be somewhat young barely of the legal drinking age
. Darla dismissed the thought of the man, with the spike colored mohawk
running across the top of his head, that is untill another guy walked out the
door, having a crazier do, than the first . The two punkers were somewhat
loud, and Darla could see that they were having more of a good time, than what
a couple of, fags, within' her mind should be allowed . The guys looked weak,
and harmless enough, and appeared that they wouldn't even be able to handle
their girlfriends in a fight, if they were so straight to even have one . The
second man that came out, noticed Darla approaching them, and brought her
attention to his buddie, and just as Darla was coming up on them the two began
whistling catcalls at her, with the second man saying to her, " Hey dollface,
wanna party I've got some good smoke sweetcheeks . " The other man then
noticed Darla's built, as the other one making the offer to her seemed to high
to notice anything . Darla, was dressed in the area, that would pull a man's
attention in her direction, using her attire for that purpose, as bait you can
say .

Now Darla's hair was in its usual ponytail setting it that way, before she
left home, with a white frilled hairband holding it, in its place . Darla was
wearing a blue flannel shirt that was unbuttoned, and opened, and with the
sleeves being torn free from it, exposing her large muscular, and well ripped
arms, and beneath her shirt she was wearing a white sports top that streached
tightly across the mass of her chest, which was also revealing her midsection
that was cut into a sharp six pack . Her legs, that proceeded to extend
themselfs from her cutoff jeans, being her thighs, were thick, and dense
rippling as she walked, and her lower legs displayed the power of any set of
calfs that a young girl could ever possess . Oh, yes Darla was on the prowl,
and knew just what kind of bait to use in the process of her hunting .

The brightly coloured spiked haired, lanky young man, drew Darla's attention
quickly, by pointing out her build to his buddie, " Hey Cliff, check out the
legs on little miss thunderthighs here ? " Cliff, then responded to his friend
by saying, " Legs ? legs,, just let me check out her hoochie, thats what i'ma
lookin for some hoochie, hey babe, wanna give up some of that sweet little
hoochie mama ? lets go party girl . " Darla stopped, and stood before the two
men, and smiled sweetly, then said, " Party ? sounds like a party too me, so
where's the wheels at, thats gonna take us to this hott, and rockin' party ? "
The man with the spiked hair do, spoke up quickly being the more sober of the
two, and said, " This way missy, just follow the piper . Darla, then did a
little hesitant act before accepting his offer to the brightly splashed
painted van, into which the punker was leading her to, " Ohhh... no... first
tell me your name, my mommy had warned me about being picked up by strangers
you know, and if you don't tell me your name, then you'll just remain a
stranger to me, and I'll just have too go home . " Oh, what an act, and for
the better word for the punker, he, and his punker buddie was falling headlong
right into Darla's trap .

After the young lanky youngster, who was just of legal drinking age introduced
himself as, Razz, being a nick for him, allowed Darla to enter the passenger
side of the van, along with his stonied buddie, taking the mattress on the
floor in the back .

Darla noticed that Razz was driving away from the city limits, and in her
curiosity asked him, " Hey, bud where are we heading too, thought we were
goin' to a jammin' party ? " Razz, glanced at her, and smiled wryly, and said,
" We are babe, just hold on too your panties, first we're going out to the
lake for a little sit, and do up some doobies . " Darla smiled to herself at
the situation that was now unfolding, and in wanting to know just where they
were going too at the lake, she inquired again more diligently, asking Razz, "
So Razz sweetie, just where at the lake ? Now you guys aren't going to get me
drunk, and take advantage of little ol' me, now are you ? " Razz, then smiled
while glancing in the rearview mirror at Cliff, and said, " Hey Cliff, now we
wouldn't do that would we, take advantage of sweet little thunderthighs here ?
" Cliff didn't answer but only agreed with a nod of his head, and returned a
wry smile back towards his punker mate . Then Razz gave Darla's legs a quick
looking over, and while placing one hand on her thigh, he told her, " My I say
for such a young looking sweet little girl as you, you sure do have a set of
legs, do you workout in a gym or something ? " Darla allowed Razz's hand to
remain on her thigh, and thought to herself, " In time little man, its just a
matter of time . " Darla then answered him, and said telling him, " Yeah, I
work out a little, but really I'm not that strong, my size throws a lot of
people off, and it makes me appear stronger than I really am . " Razz enjoyed
the little conversation between him, and Darla, and as he drove on, his hand
began sliding up Darla's massive thigh . At that point Darla considered taking
his wrist, and snapping it right there, that his untill Razz brought his hand
from up off of her leg, and quickly brought it to the steering wheel to make a
sharp turn into a graveled lane . The graveled road in which Razz took led a
mile or so through some wooded area that would eventually brought them to the
lake, and to a secluded area known as the point . The point was just a peice
of drive that led out some into the lake, forming a point; giving a good view
of the lake .

After reaching the end of the drive, Razz pulled to the point of it, that gave
a pleasent look over the lake, and parked the van there in that spot . Darla
looked about her, and pulled in the sights of the glistening water watching
the moonlight bounce its glimmer from it . " Mmm... nice, and quiet here, and
peaceful . " Thoughts of better days began flooding Darla's mind, thoughts of
her real father, and the time they spent together, picnicking at such places,
as a family, when her mother was still with him . Darla missed her Dad, and
the loneliness of him not being around began to set in . Her mother, and him
seperated some years ago with the reason, that her mother was cheating on him,
seeing the man who has now became her stepfather, shortly after her real
father, and mother divorced . Darla's heart was now feeling a little pain, and
she was just about ready to ask Razz if he could just take her back to town .
The thought of punishing Razz, and Cliff was slowly fading, well that is
untill Razz was all over her like a wild animal in heat . Darla shoved him
hard from off her, and Razz hit the inside of the drivers side door hard,
Razz, suddenly in anger shot back shouting too her saying, " YOU LITTLE BITCH,
NOW YOUR MINE ! "

Razz made the fatal attempt of reaching out to Darla to take her in his grasp,
and as he was in the process of doing so, Darla's fist shot up from out of
nowhere like lightning smashing Razz solidly, in the face . " AAAaaahhhggg ! !
! " Razz cried, and brought his hands quickly to his face, and covered his
nose, and mouth . Razz felt the warm flow of fluid seeping through the small
gaps of his fingers as he had his hands still over his nose, and mouth, and
when pulling them away from his face he saw that his hands were soaked with
blood .

Darla then realized how much of a coward Razz really was, and Cliff . Cliff
who was in the back of the van when seeing the incident between Darla, and
Razz, froze solid, and did nothing to help his friend . Razz, then spoke
somewhat in tears, as he was still trying to slow the bleeding down, "
Whoooahhh... there girl, I'm sorry... I think the party is over, and that we
take you back where we found you . " Razz, then made the attempt to start the
van up, when suddenly, Darla took him by the wrist, and said, " I don't think
sooo... little man ! The party is just about too begin, and its not going to
be the type of party that you boys are going to enjoy ! " Razz tried to break
free from Darla's grip, but Darla tightened her hand about Razz's wrist
causing him to cry out in pain . " AAahhhggg ! "

Darla then snatched the ignition keys from Razz's hand, then tossed them out
of the opened van window that Razz was sitting beside . Then Darla quickly
pulled Razz towards her, and got him into the position where she was able to
wrap her right forearm about the front of his throat . Cliff then leaned in
towards the front, and said a little fearfully, " Heh... chill out there babe,
he said he was sorry, now please let him go . " Darla's forearm began to
ripple as she tightened it up about Razz's throat, cutting his oxygen supply
off . Then Darla turned to Cliff, and gave him a glaring look, then said, "
Your punk faggot friend here, he's about to say nite, nite,, and then your
punk ass is next ! "

Darla then took ahold of her wrist with her free hand, and gave her forearm
that she had across Razz's windpipe a quick, and sharp tug back against it,
and held it there a short moment . Razz's eyes bulged from their sockets
breifly before he passed out, and Cliff's eyes widened, and fearing that Darla
killed him . Darla then placed Razz, leaning against the steering wheel of the
van, knocked out cold . Darla waisted no time in crawling in between the front
seats of the van, and over to get to Cliff . Cliff in the process tried to
scramble to the back exit of the van to make his escape, but Darla was to
quick in reaching him, and when she did, she wrapped him up from behind
quickly encircling her arm about the front of his throat, and just as quickly
Darla, took ahold of her wrist, and forced her now swelling forearm hard
against it . Cliff began choking, and gasping for air, as he felt the hardness
of Darla's forearm tighten about his throat . Darla held him there for a
moment then said softly, with Cliff being with fear, " So tell me, how do you
like my little party so far ? ohhh... it gets better... So your a punk... I
bet you like to suck cocks don't you punk ? Maybe you would like it, if I woke
your lover up, so you could give him a blowjob, while I watch... would you
like that boy ? " Cliff could barely breathe let alone talk, to answer Darla's
demanding question . Darla then took him back with her as she fell back to the
mattress in the rear of the van, and slowly coiled her thighs about his waist
like a killer python .

Darla released some of the pressure from off Cliff's throat allowing him to
regain the oxygen he had lost, and allowing him to replenish his lungs with a
fresh supply of it . Cliff began sobbing as the faintness began to clear from
his head, but the oxygen he regained was slowly escaping his lungs again as
now he was feeling his sides being compressed through the pressure of Darla's
inner steel like thighs working his body purposely, and with intention . Darla
then moved slightly to her side to give herself a better position, thus giving
her a little better leverage where she could throttle her hips, and thighs
wanting to create the worst kind of misery, and pain that Cliff would ever
come to know .

Darla taunted Cliff in his tears as she gave her hips some gyrating motion to
increase his present discomfort . " Oh,, Clifford... does it hurt ? So
Clifford, tell me now, how do you like being between these legs ? I bet your
girlfriend in the front seat can't do this, can she ? " Cliff sobbed steadily,
and returning her question, he whined, " Pleaseee... release me... I'm not a
faggot... pleaseee... " ' gasppp... wheezeee... ' Cliff's answer wasn't what
Darla wanted to hear, as she forced a boaconstictor like grip about his waist
forcing air up, and out of Cliff's lungs, depriving him of the unseen needed
substance known as oxygen . Even though Cliff could barely gasp a breath into
his lungs, his tears stung his cheeks, as his face grew feverishly hot, with
beads of perspiration slowly working their way down his forehead . Cliff's
internal organs screamed out in agony, as is insides felt like a burning
infernal, he could feel his breakfast, lunch, supper, and whatever he had at
the punker's cafe, wanting to spill themselfs out onto the mattress that
Darla, was now punishing him on .

Darla then released enough pressure to only keep Cliff breathing, and in doing
so she didn't relinquish much pain, if any to his hurting body . Cliff's
sobbing became heavier, and in his crying, Darla taunted him some more,
saying, " You know little man, when I'm done breaking you, and that should be
soon, cause your faggott buddie will be awaking soon, and when he does, he's
next, so it looks like you two won't be having any good sex tonight together,
oh... gee,, and here I bet you were counting on sucking your friend's dick
weren't you faggott ? " Cliff was in to much pain to answer, as a trickle of
blood that turned into a slow steady stream leaked steadily from his nostrils
.

Darla spoke again saying, as she heard Razz rustling some in the front of the
van, " Well Cliffy it's goodnight for you, and here's something to remember me
by, BITCH ! " Suddenly Darla's steel laidened thighs tightened about Cliff
with such force two ribs gave in instantly, popping, and cracking, with Cliff
giving a short lived scream, " AAaaahhggg ! " before two more gave to the
mighty force of Darla's bonecrushing thighs; then Cliff quickly entered the
realm of sleep, and darkness, with blood bubbling, and foaming up from out of
his mouth .

Darla opened her legs to allow Cliff's body to roll out in a broken heap of
flesh, and she gave him a quick looking over, satisfied to see the battering
she delivered out to him .

Razz was straightening himself up in his seat, and as he was about to take a
look back into the back of the van, he suddenly found himself being roughly
drug over the top of his van seat into the back . Razz gagged, beneith the
pressure of Darla's tightening forearm, and it wasn't but seconds before that
he was crying harder than Cliff was, even through Cliff's whole painfulful
experience . Darla waisted no time in bringing Razz's breathing to a total
standstill, and silencing his verbal crying . Darla spoke breifly to him
saying, " BITCH ! I ought to take your fucking head off ! " Even though Razz
couldn't speak, let alone breathe the fear he felt filling his mind, and soul
was real . Pain tormented his body with Darla quickly administering it to him,
from the choking hold application from behind, and Cliff found it very
difficult to move with Darla hooking his arm trapping it in her's somewhat in
a chicken wing . A chickenwinged arm in a behind the back choke, is where the
arm is turned up, and bent at the elbow with the persons arm applying the hold
trapping it, under the victim's arm, immobilizing it, making it impossible to
move . The hold can also be very painful especially with the strength Darla
possessed as she forced Razz forward within the hold, nearly breaking his back
while he was in the bent over sitting position on the van's mattress .

Razz managed to squeek out a verbal cry with tears staining, and burning his
face, " pleaseee.. pleaseee... let meee.. gooo... " along with gruntles of
pain that escaped his lips... " ooaaahhhggg.. AAaaggghhhggg... ! "

Darla considered taking Razz into a scissors but waisted no time with it, as
she forced up on his chickened winged arm . Razz felt the pain in his elbow
growing increasingly, and he felt the sinews, and cartilege tear at the joint
of if, as Darla increased the force on his arm, and elbow, then suddenly
without mercy Darla gave Razz's arm a sudden thrust upwards snapping it like a
dry twig breaking it cleanly at the elbow . Razz screamed in horror, and agony
as Darla released her choke on him, dropping him to the mattress, and watching
him quickly take ahold of his broken arm . Razz rolled about the mattress from
side to side in a rocking fashion, sobbing loudly, and heavily, and choking,
and coughing some, as he swallowed in hot tears that streamed from his face .

Darla was a little amused, but thoughts of her Daddy earlier was still on her
mind, and she wasn't in the mood for toying with these faggotts now . So in
Darla's hurting heart, and in her growing annoyance she moved in towards Razz,
and took him by the head, placing a hand under his chin, and with her other
hand she took him by the back of his head taking a fistfull of whatever shitty
ass colour of hair he had . Just as Darla was about to give Razz's head a
sharp twist, with the intentions of breaking his neck, and killing him, she
reconsidered, when hearing him cry pathetically, " pleaseeeeee... don,t... "

Darla released Razz's head, and spared him his life, but she did take him by
the shirt, after turning him around to face her, and shoved him roughly into
the inside wall of the van . Razz was now trembling fiercely as he was in the
sitting position against the wall off the inside of the van, with Darla
holding him there tightly, and forcfully, causing an unbearable ammount of
pain in his back . Darla then spoke to him in a more serious of a tone saying,
" You know your kind doesn't deserve to live, I should of broken your neck,
and put you out of your misery, you pitiful peice of shit, but instead I'm
having some mercy on your weak little faggott ass ! "

Tears streamed down Razz's face burning his cheeks, as Darla released one
hand, and balled it tightly into a hardened fist, and drew it back, directing
it towards Razz's opened face, making it the target . She still held Razz
there against the inside of the van with the other hand, and Razz had no time
to plea, scream, or beg, as Darla barrelled her fist into his face, smashing
his nose flat, and into a bloody mush of a pulp, taking out a good four to six
teeth in the process . Razz's head drop instantly after the impact of Darla's
devastating punch, with him now being out for the night . Darla gave him a
looking over, as she did Cliff, to be sastisfied with the type of quick work
she could do, looking at him as he laid there slumping over more so on his
side, with his face being mangled, and nearly unrecogonizable .

Darla then remembered how they got to the location of the point, and leaving
Razz, and Cliff in the back of the van, she made her exit from it to retrieve
the van keys outside of it lying on the ground near the driver's side . Darla
then after entering the van, and taking a place behind the steering wheel of
it, gave a glance into the rearview mirror at Razz, and Cliff to give them
another look; before starting the van, and heading back to the city of
Beaumont .

Darla when nearing town, decided to park about a half of a mile outside of it,
and decided to foot the rest of it back into town, and home; leaving the two
punks, Razz, and Cliff still out cold in the van .

Darla entered her home, and looked at her stepdad, who was still snoring away
once more, she said softly too him, " Soon, very soon ! "

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