MADAME CARAMEL FINISHES OFF TWO CRIMINALS
by Hamlet



Terry acted like he was astounded. He got up out of the chair. "Give me money
back, then you Black bitch!" he demanded. "If you don't you will have more
trouble than you ever imagined."

He arrogantly positioned himself between Madame Caramel and the door. She was
carrying Her bag of toys and Her purse. She put them down and stepped up to
Terry .

"Get out of My way!" She commanded through clenched teeth.

"Give me my money or give me my pussy!" Terry said in his conceited voice.

"I warned you!" Madame Caramel said. She stepped forward with Her left foot,
cocking Her right fist behind Her. Before Terry could figure out what was
happening She had driven that hard fist deep into his doughy soft belly. His
eyes bugged out as his breath escaped in a loud whoosh. He crumpled over Her
arm as Madame Caramel's fist was still buried in his belly.

She placed Her left hand on his shoulder and pushed him up.

TTHHUUDDDDDD!!

Again She slammed that hard fist into his soft gut. Terry had never felt such
pain! Waves of pain and nausea flooded over him. He wanted to beg Her to stop,
but nothing would come out, just

AAAARRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!

Madame Caramel positioned Herself for a third belly buster.

TTHHHUUUMMMPPP!! deep into Terry 's soft belly, This one was harder than the
first two. Terry 's dinner and bottle of wine came out of his mouth in a big
gush. It ran down his chest, and splaShed on Madame Caramel's boots, and some
of it on Her muscular arm, which was holding him up.

He dangled uselessly in Her strong left hand which was the only thing keeping
him off the floor. She noticed that the vomit still dribbling out of his mouth
was tinged with red. She liked that. In Her mind, Terry deserved to be
severely punished. Madame Caramel flung him away from Her like a rag doll.
Terry bounced off the wall and rolled over. What Madame Caramel did not see
was that he reached out and pressed a button mounted in the wall, next to the
chair. The button was a bell that would let the driver who was also Terry 's
bodyguard knows that there was trouble.

The driver, Jeeves came running into the room, as Madame Caramel was gathering
her things to leave. He immediately saw Terry on the floor, and demanded to
know what had happened. Terry was regaining his breath, and although still in
a lot of pain, he was able to talk now. "She refused me!" he exclaimed. "Then
She hit me. I want Her punished, Jeeves. I want you to beat the shit out of
Her and then screw Her right Here in front of me!" Jeeves looked at the
gigantic Black Woman. He was an experienced brawler and fighter, but even if
She was a woman, She did not look like a pushover. Jeeves removed his jacket
and tie, then his shirt. Madame Caramel looked coldly at him.

"You don't really want to do this" She said.

"Oh, yes I do" Jeeves replied. "Especially the screwing part. And I love to
beat up women before I take them, and working Here I've gotten to do that a
lot! You are just the next one on the list, girlie!" Jeeves was a big man,
standing six feet four inches. He was in excellent shape, and weighed around
235-240 pounds Madame Caramel would estimate. This was going to be a tough
battle but She could not avoid it.

Terry was screaming for Jeeves to beat Her to a pulp. "I have to follow
orders, girlie." Jeeves said to Her with a sadistic grin on his face. "Beat
Her up bad!" Terry was yelling. "Bust Her up, I want to see Her bleed!"

Jeeves advanced toward Madame Caramel. She could feel the adrenaline rushing
through Her body, pumping up Her huge muscles even more. Jeeves swung his
right fist at Her head. Madame Caramel ducked and it whistled harmlessly over
Her. She came up with a right and then a left into his belly, but it was not
soft like Terry 's. This would take a lot of effort to have much of an effect
on his gut. Jeeves feinted with his right again and slammed his left fist into
Madame Caramel's jaw, knocking Her to the carpet.

She rolled away, but Jeeves kept right after Her. "That's it" She could hear
Terry 's voice. She managed to get to Her feet. Her jaw hurt from Jeeves'
punch. Again he feinted with his left this time and ripped his right into Her
belly. However, all that he accomplished with that punch was to hurt his hand.
Madame Caramel's belly was like steel. It felt to Jeeves like he was punching
a steel radial tire. Her stomach had about that much give to it. He smiled at
Her and shook his hand.

"You're in pretty good shape, girlie" he said. Madame Caramel did not answer.
Jeeves swung his right at Her jaw again. Madame Caramel blocked it with Her
left arm and drove Her right fist into his belly again, this time stepping
into it, getting everything She had into the punch. Jeeves stopped and
blinked. He had never been hit that hard in all of his brawling life. Her fist
had actually penetrated his abdominal muscle wall shield and gone deep into
his belly. "AWKKKKKK" was all that he could get out of his mouth. Madame
Caramel's extremely hard fist had hurt him, driven by Her powerful body.

Jeeves tried to act like that he was not hurt but they both knew better. He
charged at Madame Caramel, but instead of trying to avoid him She stepped
forward to meet his charge which was the last thing that Jeeves expected.

Madame Caramel unleashed a power packed uppercut that smashed under the point
of his chin. Again the combination of his forward momentum and Her powerful
body generated incredible power in the punch.

CCRRAACCKK!!!

It landed with the velocity of a freight train under Jeeves' chin. His forward
motion stopped like he had run into a wall, his head snapped back so far it
almost touched his back, and he finally toppled over on his back. He was still
conscious, but his jaw had been broken. Madame Caramel pulled Jeeves to his
feet by his hair.

"By the way, I don't like to be called girlie!" She said as She cocked Her
fist.

KKRRAAKK!!

Her left fist smashed his nose into a squashed pug, as blood squirted out
around Her fist, and drenched both of them.

WWHHAACCKK!! Her right fist slammed into his eye,

WWHHAAMM!! Her left fist hammered his other eye. Both of them would be swollen
shut in a matter of minutes. A ripping belly punch doubled him over, and
another titanic uppercut dumped Jeeves on his back again.

"He can sure take a punch" She thought as She observed that Jeeves was still
conscious. Madame Caramel reached down and pulled him halfway up. She cocked
that deadly fist again and sent it crashing into Jeeves' jaw. This one put him
out as the force of the mighty punch sent his body crashing back to the
carpet. Blood was streaming out of his mouth, and a couple of teeth could be
seen hanging out of his mouth. Both of his eyes were discoloured a blackish
purple colour and swollen shut, and his nose was just a red lump of crushed
tissue that was still oozing blood. No wonder that Terry had put a red carpet
in this room, it hid the bloodstains.

Madame Caramel had knocked him out and broken his jaw. Now She wished that She
had not knocked him out so quickly, Madame Caramel had wanted to beat him some
more, because Her blood lust was up, but Jeeves was definitely out of it. His
face looked like it had been run through a meat grinder.

She turned with fire in Her eye to Terry . "You have been a bad boy, and now
you have to pay for it" She said.

"No, No, please, I'll give you more money, I'll do anything, just don't hit me
anymore" he pleaded with Her.

"I don't want your money, I want your blood and I want to put you out of your
criminal life for good!" She said.

Terry started to run for the door, but the athletic Black Woman easily
overtook him. Madame Caramel slammed him against the wall and pinned him there
with Her left arm.

"Now it's time for you to pay the piper and for all your criminal deeds of the
past" She said to Terry . She began to pound Her iron fist into his soft,
white belly. Hard, ripping punches that sank deep into his gut, and sucked his
wind while spreading agony over his body. Over and over again that terrible
right fist hammered deep into Terry 's gut. He would have puked again, but
there was nothing left to come out. Finally one final brutal, ripping uppercut
that sank far into his belly, and She was done.

Madame Caramel released him and Terry slumped to the carpet, unconscious.
Madame Caramel looked around the room, picked up Her things and walked out.
She had to pass through the large living room on Her way to the front door.
She strode over to the piano, and looked on the music stand next to it.

There was another plain envelope there with "Madame Caramel" written on the
outside. She picked it up and opened it. It contained another three thousand
pounds and a single, typewritten note. It read "Madame Caramel, as usual
thanks in advance for your services. You know how much I love to watch you in
action. Terry"

. Tonight she had beaten him even more savagely than before because he had
asked her to. "He must really want to find out just how much he can take", She
thought. There was an extra thousand pounds this time; it is probably his way
of asking her to be even more brutal with the next driver she beats up. Well.
Terry is a good client and pays well, so She will. . The taxi that Terry had
ordered was waiting for her as she left the house, and would drive her back to
the hotel victorious once again

THE BLACK AVENGERS WERE NOW IN ABSOLUTE CONTROL!!

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