Last Report  English Language 
by Micha



Before you read this story, please read the following. This story is getting
about belly punching. All actions and persons are freely invented, fiction and
fantasy. Do not attempt to try out any scene, which is showed in this story,
with other persons. It can result in injuries. This story is brutal and
partially bloody. Therefore it is nothing for weak people. But always recall,
everything is free invented!

And now enjoy the story. Feedback is welcomed.

Fargo/Minnesota/USA, Tuesday 18th March 2008, 14 o'clock in the afternoon, it
rings at the door. Somebody opens.

"Good Afternoon."

"Good Afternoon. Are you Ms Remdon, Mary-Ann Remdon?"

"Yes I am."

"Perfect. I am Stacey McShawn. I am the state attorney assigned by the court.
We already had spoken at the telephone shortly and assigned this date."

"Yes correct and please come in. Let us go into the living room and speak
about everything. I want, that everything will pass by, so quick as possible.
I am glad, when everything is over."

"I really can understand you very well. I also have some new evidences of the
police. But first, I have to ask you about everything, what happened."

#Yes, Ms McShawn. At least, I want, that you can represent my case at the best
and that the hijackers get the highest possible sentence, for what they had
done to me!"

"They will get it, that's for sure. But first I have to ask for some facts."

"No Problem. What do you want to know?"

"You are 5,67 feet high and weighs 128lbs, are 23 years old and work as a
sport journalist for the Daily News in Fargo/Minnesota? On Wednesday, 22nd
August 2007, in the evening, you were kidnapped by 3 women, when you were on
the way back from the work to your home? At the time of the kidnapping, you
wear a 7/8 jeans pants and a yellow-green striped, stomach-free top?"

"Yes, everything is right."

"You described the kidnappers as very muscular. During the kidnapping, all 3
women, weared face-masks and several mouth-masks, by which their voices were
distorted. Is this also correct?"

"Yes, it was all, just like you told it."

"Ok, you kept on reporting, that all 3 women were nearly of the same size, you
estimated nearly 5.7-6.1 feet and all were very strong. You think, that the 3
women came from the box-scene. You think so, because weeks before your
kidnapping, you already visited many gyms and box-studios in Fargo for a
documentation of female boxing for the Daily News. Your report was posted in
the newspaper, 3 days before the kidnapping took place?"

"Yes, that's also right. During the kidnapping, I saw a tattoo on one woman.
Immediately, I remembered that tattoo from a woman, which I had interviewes,
at one of my studio visits."

"In the police report stands, that you were found nearly 7:30 o'clock in the
morning, in a forest, near the city and the lake Lake George. A jogger found
you. You were tied at a tree and were totally naked. Your mouth was pasted
with tape and your eyes were blindfolded?"

"Correct. During the drive back from the hut, up to this place in the forest,
I was already naked."

"Yes, that's, what you also told the police. Finally, I have to ask you about
your injuries. According to the pictures and the medical report, you had
bruises at both eyes and cheeks. You had further injuries at the hands and
feet, like also at the stomach, which had come from bindings, with a rope or
wire. The worst injuries, which you still feel the next months and will,
presumably, always stayed visible, you have in the stomach area. I have seen
the photos and I became speechless. I had not seen such hard injuries at any
other person, I ever represented in my job. I wish you all the best, that
these injuries will cured as quickly as possibly. But, your psychological
injuries are also very hard. Directly after you were found, you were brought
into a hospital, where you had been for nearly 2 months. After that, you were
brought into the psychiatry of Fargo, where you spent further 4 months."

"Right and thanks for the wishes. Believe me, I still notice the pains today,
the physical ones, but more the psychological ones. Always nightmares, I hear
every word always and again and again. I see all in front of me, every action.
I do not know, if I every again can live a normal life, without thinking of
this night. I hope, that after the 3 women have get her sentence, that I then,
maybe, can take everything a bit easier and can start a new life."

"We will find the women and they get that sentence, which they earn. But now I
must come to this part, which is for me, but much more for you, the most
hardest one. I would like to know about what happened in this night. I know,
that that is extremely difficult for you, but I will give you all the time,
you need. If you need a break, does not matter of a short or long one, I give
it to you. But please tell everything so detailed, so that I will get the
possible best picture of all."

"Yes, it is very hard to tell everything, but I still have everything so
exactly before my eyes. Ok then. It must have been nearly 22 o'clock. On that
day, it was very hot. Because I do not live so far away from my job office, I
walked back home. It was at the corner 81St/8th Avenue. There, I was quickly
pulled away from behind. Immediately, a bag was pulled over my head and I was
caught into a car. The motor was already running. With all power, I attempted
to rescue me. With several intense hits into my stomach, the kidnappers
attempted to make me quiet. My mistake was, that I did not want to be quiet.
For each louder scream, I got a more harder hit. In the car, they put me onto
the back-seat and kept on hitting me, until I became quiet then. Then, they
also took off the bag from my head and I could see the 3 women. They had
covered their faces with masks, like those from comic figures and further
weared also 2-3 mouth-masks. On each side of the back-seat was one woman and
one drove the car. I resumed shouting. At the beginning of our drove, I still
could recognize a few streets of Fargo, until they taped my mouth then and
tied a scarf around my eyes. From there on, I only know, that we drove a very
long time. I can not say, how long."

"Yes Ms Remdon, that is the frightening and amazing part of your kidnapping.
You were found in Lake George. This place is nearly 112 miles away from Fargo.
You had told the police, that you were beaten up during your kidnapping, in a
wooden hut. Near Fargo, like also in Lake George are many forests. The police
had searched also many wooden huts. But up to now, they did not find that hut,
which fits perfectly to your description. The police thinks, that the 3 women
had planned their kidnapping very good and that they brought you far away. So
that the police would need a long time to crack the case. This are the
thoughts of the police, because the place of your finding was so extremely far
away, of Fargo."

"Yes, I can confirm that. During the drove back, in the morning, as they
brought me in this forest, we drove very long. It was still long dark, as we
started driving and also a long time already bright, as the jogger found me.
As they pulled me, in Fargo, into the car, it occurred to me also, that these
women have waited only for this moment, to kidnap me. They must have planned
this since days. They maybe checked, where I work, if I walk or drive home, at
which place they could pull me the best into a car. I think, that these 3
women had thought about the kidnapping very well."

"Ok, please tell me then, what more happened."

"Ok, we drove then a long time. After they had taped my mouth and blindfolded
my eyes, I was not beaten then anymore. Then, they lifted me from the car and
brought me into the hut. I could not escape, because immediately, my feet and
hands were tied. The 3 women tightened the rope again and again, in an
extremely hard way. They talked during this. When they spoke, it sounded
completely distorted. Then they removed the scarf from my eyes, but let my
mouth taped.

Then, I saw the 3 women again and got gigantic fear. I did not know, what they
planned and saw then these strong arms and legs. The 3 women started standing
around me, as I still lay on the ground. They began a conversation. During
that, they kicked me, always by turns, into the stomach. They stood directly
around me and also never got swing, for my luck, but nevertheless, these kicks
were extremely hard. They all wore short pants. I could recognize very well,
that they were strong builded. At the beginning, I could hear heavily what
they spoke. I also was distracted by the hard kicks. Screaming did not bring
anything, my mouth was still taped. I attempted it, but could only hear a dull
noise."

"Could you tell me something about the surrounding? You said, that you were
brought in a wooden hut. Was there something special to see?"

"I think, that it was a secluded, old wooden hut. The hut looked very old, as
she would collapse every moment. At the walls hanged gardening tools, like
spades, rakes, scythes, all such old tools. I saw old furniture, very old,
which also nearly fall into pieces. Everywhere laid old bricks, like also roof
beams and roofing tiles. I also remember a few beams, which were already
brittle. And overall ropes. They were hanged all over some brittle beams."

"Very good, every information is important. Now tell me, what more happened."

"Ok, therefore at the beginning, I could not understand so much, what the
women talked. I think, after just 2 minutes, I resigned the fact, that they
kicked me into the stomach and concentrated me onto what they spoke. They
spoke, of how they could pay back me everything. That I would regret it for
years, what I had written about female boxing. They congrated themselves, that
up to this time, everything had worked so wonderful. They encouraged
themselves, how they could keep on hurting me. In this case, they posed then
also to each other. They showed theirs biceps and boasted with them, how hard
their fists would hit into my stomach. They bet each other, who of them could
hit and kick me the hardest way. They all watched around, again and again, in
the hut. They talked about, which things they could use for hitting. But they
only spoke, of how to hurt my stomach. I do not know, how often I heared the
word stomach and gut area. They only wanted to show me, better said to show my
stomach, that it can not resist anything. Ok, I am a bit fit, but against
that, what these 3 caused to me, not even one, of these 3 women, would
presumably had resisted that. And those women were, everyone for themselve,
far superior to me. Therefore, I am very sure, these 3 women must be from some
a boxing studio.

Well, ok, that runs like this for a while, until one woman said, that two of
them, always by turns, shall hold me. The third woman would then, also by
turns, hit me into the stomach. The other ones laughed maliciously and were
really delighted. I started crying and tried to scream more louder. I thought,
that they maybe would stop then or maybe, at least, would not hit me too hard.
As 2 of the 3 women helped me to stand tall, one woman said, that all my
crying would be for nothing. That I should have considered it before, that I
write so much shit. But only this one woman was really angry about me. But
that was also the strongest woman of all 3. The other two looked like, as if
they only would play a subordinate role. I, not even stood full uprightly,
there, the one woman hit me very hard. Immediately, my whole upper body fall
forward and I screamed extremely. She had hit me fully in the middle. My
stomach fully rumbled. Since noon, I had not eaten anything and was veryy
hungry. My upper body fall so suddenly and hard forward, that the two other
women could not hold me anymore.

"Hey, stand up. And you two, make her again up to stand tall," the one
encouraged to the 2 other women.

They packed me then immediately.

"Hold her very hard. She should stay fully uprightly," she added.

The two other did exactly that. Then I got 3 hard punches into the stomach.
Onto the same place, like before, only very fast behind each other. I could
not struggle myself, those ones hold me really hard. After the 3rd punch then,
I wanted again, to fell forward, but immediately, the 2 women graped me at my
hair, until I stood again uprightly. Immediately, the other one kept on
punching. I shouted and shouted, because that hurted so much. All 3 laughed
only over my screams. You could hear only a dull noise, through the adhesive
tape.

Many times, I had to fall forward, after a few hard punches and again and
again, the 2 other women helped me standing up and kept on punching. I do not
know, how long that punching was and how many punches I got. Suddenly, the
punching woman said then, to let me go falling. Immediately, I toppled, on my
knees, down forward. I knelt down onto the ground, like a dog on his 4 paws.
Somehow, I really tried, to get my pains into grip, but without any chance.
That were too heavy pains. My stomach had become red and was swollen easily.
It were only a few seconds, as I knelt down, before I was kicked, fully and
from the left side, into my stomach. Immediately, I fell to the right side and
lay on my back. Without getting a break, another woman kicked me 2 times into
the stomach. Exactly again on that place, where the first one had punched me
before. I pulled my knees so far to my head, that my thighs covered my stomach
area and she could not kicked me anymore. But the other two noticed that. They
knelt down next to me and held my legs away from my stomach. Then I tried to
get up with my upper body and attempted to roll me up. There, one woman
shouted then, that she would then held my feet away from my stomach and the
other one should press my head onto the ground. That all worked so quickly,
that I could do nothing against it. Defenselessly, I had to take further steps
into my stomach. I also noticed, that I became bad and that something from my
gut made his way to my mouth. But how should I vomit or puke, my mouth was
still taped.

"Be quiet," the one woman said to me and to the others,"get her again standing
uprightly. We can keep on kicking later!"

Immediately, the 2 women grasped me and I stood again. Then, one other woman
stood before me, but first did nothing.

"Come on, punch! Did you forget, that we bet, who had the hardest punches. Let
us see, if you can surpass my hardest punches", one woman shouted behind my
back.

And only the one woman, behind me, was already strong enough, to grasp me
alone. The other one hit me then repeatedly, but also into my stomach side.
This time, I did not have any possibility, to fell forward, because the one
strong woman hold me very well. But I could be lucky, that that woman only
hold me and not hit me anymore. But also the hits of this other woman were not
so weak. You have to think about, that I allready had taken so much and that
eveyrthing hurted.

Because I could not fall forward, the one woman could hit me a much longer
time. It maybe were a dozen hits, all very purposeful and everywhere in my
stomach. I, myself, did not know anymore, how I should tolerate my pains. They
came from everywhere. Especially hard were my pains, in the area above the
stomach navel, shortly under my breast middle. There I felt my pains very
intensely. With eye contact and tears, I tried to make myself attentive, to
the one woman, which only stood at my side and watched everything. I hoped,
that this woman would say or do something, in order that the other one would
stop hitting me. But she did nothing. Ok, she already looked depressing, but
she did nothing to stop the beating.

"Ok Smally, now it is your turn. Show us, what you have learned during the
boxing lessons!"

The whole time I hoped, that when the women will speak together, that they
maybe would call their names. But they did not do that. I only always heard
the names Smally, Largy and Strongy. That sounded, like if they had given
before themselves such code names. The woman behind me, which still hold me so
firm, who was also the strongest from all, was called then Strongy. The one,
which currently hit me was Largy, because she had the largest body of all. The
one, which only watched everything from the side was Smally, because she had
the smallest body. Therefore, I think, it is now better, when I say always
such code names, so that you can figure out it better, who had said or done
everything.

Smally should then beat me furthermore. Immediately, Largy went to the side
and Smally started hitting me. The whole beating lasted since many minutes, so
it nearly did not matter, where she hit me and how hard. I only felt a big
pain and a drawing in my stomach. Above the stomach navel, or directly among
the breast ribs, I felt the biggest pains. Then a short time later, they
stopped the beating.

Stronly, which hold me before so firm, let me loose, so that I crashed fully
onto the ground. I laid then full stretched onto my stomach. For s short time
nothing happened. I recognized then, that they positioned themselves again
around me. 2 from the right side and one of the left, kicked me then into my
stomach. But this time much more harder, than at the beginning, with much more
swing. They hit only into my stomach sides, but that completely sufficed. I
became more and more dizzily and I wanted to puke, but I could not. You also
could hear very clearly, how my stomach and gut made a loud noise.

"Hey, go and put away the tape from her mouth. She can scream, as loud she
can. Nobody will hear her!"

The tape was pulled away in a very heavy way. For a millisecond, I shouted
much more louder for pain, because the pulling away hurt so much on my mouth.
Then, Strongy and Largy lifted me onto a couch. The couch was made by worn,
green flower-design stuff. She had padded armrests at both sides. They laid
me, with my upper body, over one of these couch armrests. With my back, I laid
then over this padded armrest. My legs were fully stretched out forwards. And
from my top of the breast I hanged down to the ground. I felt immediately, how
my dizziness increased, because all blood flowed into my head. Then, Smally
sat herself down onto my lower leg, so that I could not move. Largy hold my
head high, behind the armrest. My back hurt then also, because only a short
part of my back laid on the armrest. Strongy stood then directly before this
small part of my upper body on the armrest and hit me furthermore and very
heavy in my stomach. All I can say is, that it was infernal. Not only the pain
in my stomach, but also the one in my back was unbeliavable. My back was
pressed down heavily onto the armrest, at each single hit. I was completely
defenseless in this situation. I could not roll down from the couch, or could
bend forward somehow, or could lift up my legs. I could do nothing at all.
Exactly that knew the 3 women and laughed about my efforts, to escape this
situation. But it was, again and again, only Strongy, who bragged so much and
screamed full of anger. The other ones were relatively quiet. They simply did
only that, what Strongy demanded from them, like as they were her slaves.

Minute after minute went over. Always these hard hits in my stomach, then,
Strongy made a short break. There, I had then some seconds, sometimes some
more seconds, to recover and to suppress the pains somehow. I did not attempt,
to defend myself anymore. All the moving hurt my back still more. I could not
do anything. The 3 were much too strong. After Strongy had hit me, with her
fist, elsewhere very hard in my stomach and that for many minutes, she went
away from me shortly and looked around in the hut.

"Hey, hold her still strong, I will only search something," she ordered to the
other two.

I saw, how she lift up a short wood piece, as thick as one of the roof beams,
from the ground. The piece was nearly 32 inch long, but just thick. How such a
stable roof beam must be. But this piece was already rotten. I immediatley
became very panicky, because I knew, that she would hit me with this wood.
Very aggressively, I rolled back and forth and tried to pull away my legs
under the ass of Smally. I felt, that I could move myself, with all of my
whole strength. Largy and Smally got really trouble, to hold me. And I maybe
had succeeded, if not a hit with this roof beam had hit me fully in my
stomach. Like I had presumed it before, Strongy had hit me fully in my stomach
middle. I had to scream so loud, that somebody out there must have heard it
very easily. I saw through the window, that it had become dark. My screams
before were maybe softer, but if a house or something else would have been
somewhere out there, you have heard my screams. The pain, which was then only
so heavy in my stomach middle, was absolute intolerable. I really would have
wanted to become unconscious, so that the women maybe had stopped the beating.
But I did not become unconscious. Largy held my head more highly then, so that
I could or must not puke anymore.

But Strongy kept on hiting me heavy, with the wood. She always took much swing
from above. The beam was so thick, that it hit my whole waist and also the
lower breast ribs. How that looked, how blue and red coloured, how swollen,
you can see on the pictures. You could have touched the swelling, but you
presumably would not hardly have felt skin, so thick was the swelling all over
my stomach. If one then still hit you, with a so thick wood beam, onto such a
thick swelling, you would be surprised, what for a big pressure feeling and
more, what heavy pains you feel then. And Strongy turned on and on. Strongy
did not think about one moment, to put away the beam and to let me recover. As
doggedly she held the beam. Her hits were not quickly behind each other, but
slow and with massive swing. The other two women screamed and spoke then
louder, that she should stop. That I would not withstand anything anymore and
that they all had shown me all their strength. But Strongy remained
unimpressed and hissed torwards the two. What they think, why she should stop
now. That they all wanted to teach me a lesson. The other ones answered only,
that she would be right, but that my stomach would be swollen totally. But it
did not bring anything. I only wondered, why the two women did simply not
standing up and remove the beam from Strongy. But it seemed, that they somehow
had fear of her. They were, every woman for herself, a little bit weaker than
Strongy, but together much stronger.

Nevertheless, sometime, she stopped hitting me and threw the beam furiously
away, into a corner. You must have seen her face then. She was not so angry
about me, more about the two other, because of the reason, that they had spoke
so hard with her. Largy lifted up my upper body, so that my lower back was
pressed against the armrest. Smally stood up from my legs and both sat me then
perfectly onto the couch. For my astonishment, both did then nothing more.
They did not hit or kick me and went to Strongy. I thought, that I then would
have the chance to flee. But I was bounded at the feet and hands. I could
stand up from the couch and wanted to run, but try this, if you are tied at
your feet. In spite of my massive pains, I tried to concentrate, to run away,
but that did not work. I heard, that the 3 women argued and first, they did
not noticed me. My bad luck was then, that, as I tied to flee, I only shortly
and gently had touched a wall. A rake, which hung at this wall, solved itself
and hit Largy from behind. It was not such a big hit, but it was a hit. Largy
attacked me immediately, threw me onto the ground and hit me into the stomach.
But how angry she did this. Her mood was fully changed into anger. She hit me
so fast and hard, that I nearly became unconscious. She also gave me some
slaps into my face and hits on my legs and ass, with her full hand, not with
her fist. From there I got my bruises on my face and legs. That all happened
so fast, that I could not defend myself so quickly.

Then I saw, how Strongy took the rake and gave it Largy into her hand. She
immediately used the rake and and hit me with the end, where the tines are,
into my stomach. She nearly pressed me a pattern of the tines in my stomach.
If I could talk about luck, then maybe because the rake was allready very old
and the tines were rusted. Therefore, the tines were not so sharp. In spite of
that, the beating was intolerable. Totally out of control she hit me. The two
other only stood there. Stronly laughed heavy and fired to her.

"Come on and make a brand mark, with the rake, on her stomach. Then, she will
always have a memory of us!"

Smally was quiet, did not laugh and looked very pitiedly. She had then 2 women
against herself, which was then angry about me. Strongy kept on cheering up to
Largy and Largy kept on undeterred, with increasingly more hard hits in my
stomach. Even if I had a great swelling and the tines were rusted, I felt the
hits damned good. I also slowly lost air for screaming. I became hoarse.
Because it was so hot on that day, also my top and the pants were sweatened.
It dropped everywhere for sweat. During Largy was keeping on beating with the
rake, Strongy knelt down next to me, opened my pants and tried to pull them
off my body. In this case, she pulled me then over the ground. My pants
stucked, like leather on my skin, because of the sweat. Largy had to stop her
beating. She helped Strongy then with the pulling off. But I still was bounded
at the feet. Just, Largy wanted to loose the rope, Strongy shouted.

"No, no, do not loose it, we will use another way."

There I thought, that they wanted to tear my pants somehow with their strength
or they wanted to cut my pants somehow. What they then did was the worst of
all possibilities. I was also still bounded at my hands. Therefore, Strongy
took a rope, which hanged above a roof-beam. She tied hat rope repeatedly
around my hands. Then, the two other helped me up fully, so that I stood
uprightly. Strongy took the end of the loose rope and flung it over a roof
beam. While the two others hold me strong, Strongy pulling the rope. I was
stretched more and more. She pulled it for so long, until I could not touched
anymore the ground with my feet. Then, she tied the loose end of the rope
around another beam, which propped the roof. She tied it so firm, that it was
absolutely tightened. I, virtually, hanged free in the air in the hut. I
struggled myself so much and tried to stretch me, as much I could, but I did
not come with my tiptoes on the ground. I still know, how painful the
stretching was in the arms and my shoulders. Then, Strongly gave the command,
that Smally should hold me then at my legs. Largy should loose the rope
shortly from my feet and Strongy herself would then quickly pull off my pants.
The 3 were so well attuned, that everything worked so damned fast. It lasted
maybe 2-3 seconds, when the rope was loose at my feet. There, I could defend
myself extremely. But I swung so strongly back and forth, that I nearly tear
out my arms from my body. That stretching hurt so much. But finally, I had to
give up and had to watch, how they undressed my body below. Immediately, as
they had my pants, they bounded my feet together.

Bragged, Largy took my pants in her hands and wrung them out. It was totally
soaked from the sweat. I remember, that she hit me 9 times, with my wet pants,
into my stomach. That hurt not so much, but through that, the whole sweat from
the pants and my stomach was splashed everywhere, also into my face and the
eyes. There I hanged then, no contact to the ground, the arms fully stretched,
the head forward hanging down. Again I asked all 3, to stop everything. I
would correct everything, what I wrote in my article, in the next edition of
the newspaper. That I could not resist anything anymore and that everything
would hurt so much. But like the whole time before, all begging was for
nothing.

"Put your shit article in your shit ass. You will not get along with the easy
way," Strongly shouted.

And Largy moaned.

"We will decide, when you can not resist anything anymore. As long as you
still can scream and beg for mercy, you presumably can catch enough air!"

There, I got, the first time, really big panic, that they wanted, nearly
deliberate, kill me. Because, that I would keep on screaming, was absolute fpr
sure. Ok, the whole begging brought nothing, they shouted only against me.
Only Smally said nothing, but also did nothing, to help me.

"Whats up Smally. Until now, you did not so much. Now, it is your turn, or do
you have mercy with her," Strongy snarled at her.

"Slowly, we have to stop that beating! Man, look at her, her stomach already
boils, that will never recover in her life. What, if she already had stronger
inner pains. Do you want, that she later hanged down death? You two are so mad
and I will not watch that furthermore!"

"Whow, whow, watch out, what you say. We sure will not kill her, but we also
will not be finished. And if you do not join in, we will hang you next to her.
Then, I and Largy will be there and you two. You want that?"

"No, I do not want that, but I also do not want to watch, how you nearly hit
her to death!"

"Again Smally, just watch out! Either, you obey immediately, or you hang more
quickly beside her, than you can say sorry!"

I saw, how the 2 nearly went themselves onto the throat and how Smally avoided
slowly to the back. You could see the fear in the eyes. There I knew, no one
will be able to help me.

"Largy, grasp Smally, if necessary tie her hands together, or press her
against the wall. Let her no chance to escape. I, shortly, will go to the
outside, I believe, I have seen there somehting!"

"OK, I think, she will not do any stupidity, but I have a good grip on her,"
Largy countered back.

She really had Smally full under control. Then, Strongy went towards to the
outside. At least, I had a few minutes, ok, indeed fully stretched and hanging
in the air, but I could recover a little. I wondered, what Strongy had seen
outside. Whether, she meant anything now, a car, or a person, or something,
with what she could kept on hurting me. But a car, or a person could not be
it. It was already right in the night and very dark. I was fully right.
Strongy had not seen a car or anything else, what could help me, but
something, what more could damage me. She brought a brick with her. That one
was very peaked at one side. It was totally clear to me, that she would hit me
with this brick. At least, my hope was, that they all would free me from the
roof-beam and let me normal standing, or lying during the beat, but please not
in this hanging position. But they let me hanging down.

"So Smally, come here, take the stone and hit. Where in the stomach does not
matter, I want to see something from you!"

"You can not be all there! I will not do that!"

"Hey, I said it before, look out, what you say and do!"

Without hesitating, Strongy took another loose rope from one roof-beam. Smally
defended herself against the grip of Largy and could break away. But Strongy
was faster and brought her to the falling. Smally fell onto the ground and
just, as Strongy wanted to start bounding her hands together, Smally gave up.

"Let me go, asshole. Ok, ok, I will do it!"

"Ok, then hurry up very fast and next time, if you protest, you are the next
one at the roof-beam!"

Therefore, Smally took the brick and hit it in my stomach. Of course, I
noticed the peak of the brick very good. But I could look into Smallys eyes.
She indeed hit me, but one noticed, how unwilling she did that and that she
did it not so strongly. Also, the two others noticed that and pushed Smally
back and forth.

"I will say it once again. Hit her harder, do it seriously, or you will be the
next!"

"I can not do it harder and I also sweat me to death."

"Stop this stupid excuses. I know, how hard you can punch! Do you think I am
that stupid?!"

Then all three started a small combat and I saw some punches and hits into
their faces. Again, I had time to recover, but still was unable to flee.
Sometime, Largy said then,

"Do it Smally, just do it. You really want to risk anything?"

Nearly crying, she took again the brick and hit me much more strongly. I swung
towards to the behind and back to the front, my arms hurt incredibly and the
ropes pulled extremely hard at my hands. Nevertheless, the pains in the
stomach were by far more worse. It did not matter, in where she hit me, it was
always a peaked pain. Sometimes, I shouted louder, because she hit me then
near by the ribs. Smally noticed that and hit again in the stomach-middle. She
had no chance, both others observed her so exactly, so that she had to hit me
as hard she could do. You could see in her face, that she nearly cried at each
single hit. The sweat dropped only down to the ground. My head hanged down
forward for exhaustion. I saw, that a small lake of sweat had formed there. I
saw also my stomach. At that point, it was already clear to me, that the
swelling would disappear maybe sometime, but that this stomach would never
again looked be so immaculate, like before. You still can see that nowadays.
Time ago, during that beating, my stomach looked, like if I had drunk a ton of
beer. It was all a gigantic swelling. Though that the swelling was already so
thick, every hit with the brick went deeply in my stomach and made more and
more pains.

"Hey Lady, try to flex your stomach muscles, maybe that helps. But presumbly,
you do not have anything at muscles to flex. You can write only bad things
about female muscles, but have none yourself!"

"Right", Largy shouted, "here, watch, that's the right way to flex your
stomach muscles, if you had them and if they are perfectly trained!"

She took off her shirt and flexed provokingly her stomach muscles.

"Hey, do you want to steal me the show", Strongy shouted then.

She also took off her shirt and flexed her muscles. Both stood then before me,
bragged with their muscles and not only their stomach muscles. Also with the
biceps and back muscles. They laughed and showed me a muscle show. Smally was
not stupid. She used this show, in order to hit less hard. Sure, she still was
observed, but the two women did not noticed, that she hit me weaker. They were
too much involved in their own muscle show. After a while they stopped then.
Strongy went towards Smally, took the brick out from her hand and pushed her
to the side.

"Hey Largy, keep an eye on Smally, now it is my turn to see this lady
swinging. This is really like my normal box training, but this boxing bag is
alive and screams," she laughed at me.

And then it started absolutely. I must have had so many guardian angels, that
I got no more worse injuries from that beating. Strongy hit me extreme hard
into the stomach with the brick. Every hit occurred to me so, as if one would
hammer with a ton of weight against me. The hits went very deeply into the
stomach and that in spite of the swelling. After every hit, I swung a few
meters to the back, so strong were they. In this case, it pulled heavy in the
arms and at the hands, bceuase of the full stretching down. I sweated wildly,
but I could not flee. I thought, that sometime my hands would slide then, for
sweat, through the ropes, but that did not happen. Each time, if I swung to
the back strongly, I also swung forward of course. Then, Strongy waited a few
seconds, until I hanged again uprightly before her and made her next hard hit.
That was hell. After every hit, I wished, that she herself should felt, what I
got. But that was only a dream. Also she, would not take such a beating. I saw
her stomach muscles, as she flexed them in her muscle show. Ok, she had indeed
much better ones, but against such hits and then, with such a peaked brick.
No, no one withstand that. And certainly not, if one was before already
injured like my stomach. But she kept on and on. But she was no more angry
anymore. Though, more controlledly she hit each time and got more swing, the
more deeper the hits went into my stomach. I was so finished, I did not have
the strength for anymore screaming. My voice had become also very hoarse and
my head hanged only still forwards down. It was also very hard, to let my eyes
opened. And it would have been also better, if I had closed them. As my head
still hanged so down, I could see my stomach. Take a look at the pictures of
my stomach. You must consider, that these were done in the hospital. Already
many hours had gone by, after they made these pictures. At this time, the
swelling had already recovered a little. Then think, how the swelling looked
like during my beating.

As I hanged so down with my head, I got also again nausea. I felt it clearly,
as it came up my neck. Sometimes, I spat a little out, on the ground. But the
bad was, that almost always, if I had to spit more, a deep hit came in my
stomach. That one hit me then so deeply and my body was shaken so much, that I
sluged down everything again and then, the next nausea started his run above.
The bad smell from sweat encouraged the nausea. That came from my top, which I
still wore and which was soaked from the sweat, plus the whole closeness in
the room. My head hanged almost directly in my neckline. I smelt the whole
time this crazy sweat, but I also did not have any strength, to lift up my
head and catch perfect air. But also, if I have succeeded, in catching better
air, I needed every little part of fresh air, to resist these hits in my
stomach and to remain breathing. Internally, I prayed to God, when she would
stop the beating with the brick. I had to take another large amount of heavy
hits, until she stopped then. Smally went quickly to the lateral beam and
solved the rope. Only so far, that I could glide down slowly to the ground and
would not fell hard on that. I was so glad when that happened, but I also had
the fear, what next would come. For my luck, the other two did not react the
first time, as Smally solved the rope. Therefore, I sank down slowly onto the
ground. There I could vomit then a gigantic amount. That was indeed horrible,
but it did also so well, that then anything could go out of my neck. Like in
the baby position while sleeping, I laid there on the ground. My body totally
rolled in, next to my own puke. That smellt so much, that I rolled my body to
the other side. Standing up was no alternative. I did not have any strength in
my body, specially not in my arms. As I laid then onto the ground, the pain
from the stretching increased massively. I really felt, how my arms slowly
recovered, but the pain moved heavily through the whole arms. I also think,
that my arms were shortly almost paralyzed, until energy and blood were pumped
in again.

Quite a lot of time went by, in which I could slowly recover and in which none
of the 3 women did something. They stood only there and looked, how I fighted
with my recovering. How I tried to tolerate the pains. They gave me a lot of
time and talked. They also had agreed together and made then a new plan. I
writhed only so for pain. Repeatedly, I had a short cramp attack in my
stomach. There was a draft from all sides. Every attack, even if it was only
1-2 seconds long, did hurt much more, like 4 or 5 hits with the brick. It felt
each time, as someone would give my stomach a full power-surge. That one
completely pushed itself in together and to blow up afterwards very slowly
again. Once, the pain came only from one side, sometimes from elsewehre, then
from both sides, always back and forth. You could not control that. But at
least, I could breathe slowly more fresh air and could breathe then better.
The puking also stopped then.

I do not know, how long they left me laid there so curved, maybe 15-20
minutes. But it had needed hours, to get back so much strength again, to stand
up anyway. Then I saw, how Largy took a small jackknife out off her shorts and
came up to me. I was so afraid and thought, she wanted to stab it into my
stomach. She knelt down next to me and made a cut in my top and also my BH
with the knife. Then, she ripped off both from my body. After that, she laid
the jackknife immediately back into her shorts. I was very glad, that she had
not stabbed it into my body. I only wore my slip after that. Strongy noticed
that. She asked Largy, if she can take her knife. She gave it then to her and
Strongy made then a cut in my slip and ripped it also off, from my body. From
there on, I was then totally naked. I also thought, that they then would have
done everything, but unfortunately, it was not the end.

All 3 came up to me. I completely rolled myself in and looked anxiously to
them. They took me at my bounded hands and dragged me over the ground, up to
the couch. They laid me so before the couch, that my stomach middle laid
exactly before the one armrest, on the ground. The frame of the couch was made
of metal, but already rusty. At every side of the couch, where the armrests
were above, were 2 round steel-feets. Between those feets was a metal-rod,
which held the feets together. This metal-rod was connected maybe 2 inch over
the ground with both feets.

As I laid then in that position, I absolutely did not had so much strength, to
roll me away, or to curl my body in. So, I had to watch, how before and behind
the couch side, a woman positioned herself. Then, they lifted up the one
couch-side. They let the couch down again, so that the metal-rod was lying
exactly on the middle of my stomach and pressed my stomach down. The weight of
the couch was not so big. Ok, my stomach was indeed pressed down, but not so
much, that I got breathlessness.

Also the women recognized that. Strongy decided then, to lift up the
couch-side with her arm strength and to let it then fell down again on my
stomach. So, that the metal-rod would fell down then on my middle stomach,
from a short height. She did that a few times. That hurts very much, but that
did not suffice her. She told Largy, that she should sit down on the armrest.
She should sit down so, that her whole body weight would press down directly
onto the arm rest and with that then, also completely onto my stomach. Largy
obeyed. But unfortunately, she did not sit down controlledly on the armrest,
no, she nearly jumped onto it. As she nearly jumped on the armrest, to sit
down there then, the couch bobbed shortly. My stomach was pressed down so far,
by this massive jump, that my whole rest of the upper body swung up. I,
myself, did not do anything, that was a automatically reflex. I noticed only
the deep impact of the metal-rod in my stomach and then the hard fall from my
back, again onto the ground.

"Go Largy, now bob a little bit."

Largy did that. She bobbed on the armrest up and down. Sometimes, my stomach
was pressed down then so deeply, that both steel-feets of the couch had
contact with the ground. Normally, there were 2 inch of space between the
ground and the metal-rod between those steel-feets. To make it more clearly,
lay yourself on the ground, on your back and measure, how much inch it will
be, between the ground and the highest part of your stomach middle. That will
be much more than 2 inch. And then think, that this metal rod pressed your
stomach so much down, that the steel-feets have contact with the ground, that
is really madness. However, for Strongy, that action was not hard enough.

"Largy, go away, it's my turn now!"

Largy went off from the armrest and immediately Strongy took place on there.
Also Strongy bobbed wildly up and down. During that, she made noises, like a
bull and if she were doing bull-riding on that couch. At every hit of the
metal rod I felt, how more and more blood and also digested came up in my
body. Every hit was massive. One could hear it at my screaming, that it were
more coughing and gasping, than ever before. It sounded like one continuous
groan. Sometimes, I had to swallow down, involuntary, my puke. And sometimes I
already spat something out. Only Smally looked a little depressing too. Largy
fall about laughig. Strongy liked that laughing and kept on bobbing. As she
saw, that I spat more and more, she bobbed more harder. A short time, it was
only digested, that came out of my mouth, then more and more blood mixed
itself under this digested. I felt, that I became extremely dizzy and I got
fear, that my health would be then absolute in danger. As Smally recognized
that, she screamed loudly to Strongy. That she should stop immediately. That I
would already spit blood and that would show, that I already would have
internal injuries. At the beginning, Strongy only listened and shouted back.
First, when I almost only still spat blood, she stopped bobbing, but reamined
sitting on the armrest. My stomach was then still pressed down. Because I
could breathe then more stronger, I could lift up the couch a little. Strongy
liked that.

"Wow, it seemed, you are not so weak, as it looked like. You can lift up my
weight and the couch. Largy, Smally, you see that? We have to change that
quickly!"

Immediately, as I heard that, I tried to breathe more controlledly. I was
afraid, that Strongy would resume with bobbing. That would be much more
painful, than, if the armrest would only press down my stomach.

"Hey Largy, on the armrest is enough space for two. Come on here!"

Largy did not tell her that 2-times and sat herself down next to Strongy.
Through that, the armrest with her steel-feets was pressed down so far, that
she had full contact with the ground, like as if nothing were between the
ground and the metal-rod. But for my sorrow, my stomach was between that and I
felt that extremly. The coughing and gasping nearly stopped, but I had
problems with my breathing. The stomach was then pressed down continuously.
Maybe it sounds crazy, but the fact, that both women only sat down on the
armrest, was much better, that if they would bob on it.

"Hmm Largy, shall we do a little game? We always count down from 10 to 0. If
we are at 0, we, together, bob highly up and down. OK?!"

"Yo, that sounds like much fun. So, let us start!"

And then, both started that game. They always counted from 10 down to zero.
Arrived at 0, they rose up shortly from the armrest. Then, they let
themselves, with massive strength and swing, fall back onto the armrest. That
was each time an extreme hit on my stomach. Again I got nausea. These punches
were unbeliavable hard. The blood and digested came extremely quickly high up
to my neck. Like a water fountain in Vegas, everything was splashed out of my
mouth.

"STOP IT", Smally shouted, "THAT'S ENOUGH!"

"SHUT your mouth! Hey Largy, you see that fountain. What do you think, how
high can she spat", Strongy laughed.

"I don't know, let us test it!"

They took more swing. The hit on my stomach became more harder and my spit was
thrown out more higher. They did not count down anymore, they bobbed without a
break. Smally still shouted continously and louder. But, as louder she
shouted, the two other laughed louder and bobbed more harder. I turned my head
to Smally.

"Be quiet. You make everything more worse," I gasped to her.

She stopped shouting. She had understand herself, that, as more she shout, the
stronger both other women would bob. The two other started heavy sweating. The
whole sweat from them gathered on my stomach. You nearly could have thought,
that all water directly vaporized. It looked like that. My stomach had become
so hot already. But the smell of the almost vaporizing sweat had something
good in it. I don't know, whether it was this smell, or whether the following
also had happened, without the smell. On every case, the 2 women stopped then
bobbing and went off completely from the armrest. I could recover.

What then happened, is still and was also time ago, indeed incredible for me.
The 2 got up from the couch. They went directly over to Smally and tore her
shirt off the body. Then they catched her legs and arms and brought her to the
couch. I had quite a lot of time to recover. But I was so weakened, that I
could not lift up the couch alone and to free myself under the couch. I tried
it many times, because I got a lot of time. Meanwhile, Largy and Strongy had
positioned herself directly before Smally and punched her then hard into the
stomach. Ok, clearly, Smally had a much harder stomach than I. If one then
considers, how hard those punches hurted her, then one can still imagine much
better, how hurt they hurted me. The 2 women were so angry about Smally,
because of the reason, that she had cried so much against them and was against
every action, they did to my stomach. They did not let Smally the chance, to
speak with them. Also Smally got then breathing problems and groaned a little
bit. But the 2 women was that not enough.

Because I could not free under the couch, I had to watch then, that the 2
women laid Smally exactly the same over the armrest, like they did at the
beginning from my beating. Smally laid also with her back on the armrest. Her
head hanged down over my breast. Of course, I felt again more weight, which
pressed down my stomach. I still laid under that metal rod from the armrest,
but then, with Smally laying over the armrest. Then, Largy and Strongy started
again punching hard into Smallys stomach. The beating was also very painful
for me, because I always felt the bobbing of the couch. But I have to add,
that those punches in Smallys stomach were much harder and painfuller, than
the pressing down from the metal rod on my stomach.

"So Largy, now let us count together. Everyone of us, does another 30 punches.
I hope, that afterwards, Smally had understand, to continue with us and not
against us!"

"I think, she already had understood it, but let us continue punching.
Everyone, 30 punches, then we will continue with Miss Reporter!"

At the latest then was clear, that I would have to resist still more. Because,
if they had finished the punching with Smally, they presumably would have
Smally again on her side. And what can I do against 3 women? I saw only one
chance. During, the 2 women above would hit Smally into her stomach, I have to
try to gather all of my strength. If the two were then ready with Smally and
Smally would also went off from the couch, I have to try immediatley and with
all strength to flee under the couch and somehow to run out from the hut. Nor,
both had not begun with the 30 punches. I closed my eyes and tried to
concentrate only on that moment, when they were finished the punches and I
could lift up the couch highly, as quickly as possible and to run away. I
knew, that I would have only seconds, for this one attempt. Then I heard, that
first Strongy, then Largy counted her punches down from 30. With all strength,
I tried to resist the pains through the bobbing of the couch. I also felt,
that the punches, as wider they counted down to zero, became increasingly
harder. The same harder, like the screaming of Smally got louder. Even, if it
was extremely hard, but I noticed, that I could gather my strengths. As the
two women had arrived at 10, I, internally, counted also every further punch,
in order to be prepared for my flee then. It was not only, that I had to lift
up the couch. I also had to be able to get up and to run quickly away. To run,
at least, so far away and so quickly, that somebody foreign would see me
outside. 3-3, 2-2, I was so exitedly on these one moment. 1 punch left from
Strongy and I had to try so hard, because the last punches were incredibly
hard and so, the bobbing of the couch. Because of my concentration, my eyes
were full closed, but I felt, that puke was spat on my breast. That puke could
only be from Smally. Her head was hanging down over my breast. Then the last
punch, I thought. Only one last had to come. I was so fixated, so concentrated
on freeing me. I had counted exactly. I opened my eyes, just as the punch,
made by Largy, went into Smallys stomach. She spat blood onto my breast. But
Strongy wanted to make a absolut last punch. And what a punch this was. I
don't know, if Smally was really unconscious after that punch, or if I was
only so confused and thought that. But Smally did not show anymore reaction.

The two women kept their word and disappeared immediately away from the couch.
Several yards away, they watched onto me and Smally. But they did not do
anything. I could not carry out my plan, to free me, because Smally still laid
on the armrest. I could not lift up this total weight of the couch and Smally.
I waited for the moment, that the two women would lift Smally away of the
couch. Whatever they would do then shortly with Smally, that would be my only
chance to flee. I heard, how Smally breathed very heavy and groaned. She and
her stomach had then also gotten very much. Then, the 2 women came closer
again and lifted Smally up from the armrest. I was not anymore so
concentrated, like seconds before. But I succeeced, to lift up the couch and
to standing up. The pains, while I turned out that, were completely
intolerable. One heard that in my extreme loud screams. But I had succeeded to
free myself. Then, I only had to run away, as quick as possible. In this very
short moment, Strongy and Largy cared ybout Smally. She was not unconscious
and the 2 women massaged her stomach and talked nicely with her. It were
indeed only seconds. I tore the door open and ran out. First, I stepped onto
peaked stones and branches, which laid before the door. Still remember, I was
fully naked and also did not wear any shoes. I only had one aim, to run away.
Somehow, I had to resist all pains, also the ones at my feet. But Strongy
recognized my running away. I ran and ran, but unfortunately, Strongy was
faster. It were the whole pains, that I could not run more faster. I came
quite far away, but was then brought to fall from behind. It was pitch-black,
but the moon gave enough light.

Diretly after Strongy brought me to fall, she turned my body around, so that I
laid on my back. I laid nakedly onto branches and moss. Immediately, she hit
and also stomped me hard into the stomach. I had lost any concentration and
had to feel then the full pains. Very quickly, I had to throw up again and to
spit. Strongy did not stop punching. She was very angry and cried at me
furiously. I could not understand her, bevause she cried so wrathfully. A
short time later, I saw, how the 2 other women came running up to me and
Strongy. Largy catched Strongy and held her away from me. I rolled my body in
immediately, in order to avoid further kicks or punches. I had luck, because
noone did something. Largy and Strongy only whispered something. Smally stood
only there. She held her own damaged stomach, which also had already swollen
and coloured dark-red. I noticed, that she wanted to help me, but I also saw
her fear. She knew, if she would show only some pity, she would have to take
several punches again. I felt cramps in my stomach, which came from
everywhere. It was hard to kept on lying quietly and to recover. It was nearly
like, as if punching my stomach were easier to resist as to lying there. In
spite of the cramps and pains, I tried to shout much louder, than still in the
hut. Then, as I laid somewhere in the forest, far outside, maybe one could
hear me. I had to give everything, also, if those screams hurt very much.
Then, I heard a short talk between Largy and Strongy. Those 2 were not anymore
whispering then.

"Ok, fine,, then we will do that. But, this will be the last thing. Somehow,
we have to rid off her very simple, without somebody will see us. And look,
how late it is already. It becomes already bright in a few hours. And we are
far away, somewhere in the forest. If we want, that somebody will find her, we
also had to drive a long time. Therefore, we should not keep on the beating
for a much long time. I think, she learned her lesson and we had our fun. But
ok, this one more thing we will do," Largy told Strongy.

"Yes, I understand, but we still should allow us 3 some more fun with her.
First, we have to bring her back again into the hut. She shouts very loud. Ok,
we are here in the deepest forest, but one can never know, if somebody can
hear her. And I also have already think about, how we can dispose her. Ok, let
us go, let us beat her still this 15 more minutes. Then, we will drive back
and put her away!"

Ok, therefore, they wanted to punch, kick, or whatever they had planned, me
for 15 more minutes. Somehow, I had to resist these 15 more minutes all my
pains. But I had to resist about the worst things, they could do. Because, all
3 women wanted to beat me and I was sure, that they wanted to show me her
absolute best of strength. Then, Strongy only told Largy, that she should take
my legs. She, herself, would take my arms and both would bring me back into
the hut. They did that then. My body was stretched so extreme and hurt like
hell. Smally went sidewards back with us into the hut. Of course, I still
shouted louder and defended myself very hard, but for all, I was too weak.
Noone, could really take my attempts, to free myself, seriously. As we arrived
in the hut, they laid me longsides on the couch. They let me lying there
without doing something. Strongy told Smally to come to her and Largy and all
3 stood there then in a circle and talked. They even did not looked at me.
They were very secure, that I would not flee once again. And I must say, they
were right. As Strongy punched and kicked me before, in the forest, with her
massive strength, she broke all my strength and concentration. She made me so
weak, that I had absolute no chance to get up and flee. They, possible, had
given me much more time and I, possible, had started a new try to concentrate
me, but I was too weak, I was done, finished. All my strength was held for
that one attempt, which did not succeeded fully. They talked, that they would
hit me by turns, but continuously. Always with full power. Largy and Strongy
stirred up themselves. They told Smally very intensely, that she should also
beat me and not do somehting against them. That she also should give her
absolute best and that, otherwise, they still would take some more time to
give her a full beating again. Unwillingly Smally nodded then. Strongy walked
then a round in the hut. She watched onto the walls, onto the ground, if she
would see things, which she could used for the beating. Largy noticed that.

"No Strongy, everything is fine. We still have enough strength in our fists.
And we also can use our legs. We should not use more dangerous things. We
could hurt her too much with them. Fist or foot is much enough for this last
action."!

"Ok, you are right. But, at least, we should bound her again with the rope and
stretch her. Otherwise, we had to help her standing up, after each punch.
That's for sure, that she will bend forward after each punch or kiick. Ok, we
will not stretch her so much, like we did time ago. Only so much, that she
still have contact to the ground, with her feet. Main effect should be, that
she remain standing continuously. OK?!"

"Ok, we can do that. But we will not let her free hanging in the air!"

Therefore, they took me down from the couch and bounded me once again with the
one rope, which still hanged over the roof beam. And then, again, they pulled
the other loose end of the rope around the same beam, like before, which
propped the roof. But, like they said before, they stretched my body not so
much. This time, I fully had contact to the ground. Then, all 3 take their
positions in front of me, standing, side by side, in one line. Strongy stood
directly before my body, directly before my stoamch. Largy stood on her right
side and Smally on the left one. All, what I then could do, was to close my
eyes and to hope, that I still live and could breathe after 15 minutes. The
hope was absolutely valid. Strongy hammered her fist in my gut. Of course, I
felt the pain, but I tried to concentrate me so hard, that I only would feel a
weak pain. But I was absolute unable to take the pain so weakly, those punches
were much too hard. By turns, sometimes also simultaneous, all three punched
me into the stomach. Strongy only hit in the middle section, mostly in the
gut. Smally and Largy always in the side, next to the belly navel. Like I
said, sometimes, all three hit me simultaneously, but mostly I felt their
punches diretly each behind. They did not do any breaks. And also Smally hit
me very hard. I had not expected, that she would hit me so hard. My
concentration decreased and I felt rapidly, how my pains became stronger and
stronger. My head hanged again forward down. My soaked hair dripped. I did not
shout anymore, I only still grabbed for air and I groaned or I coughed
strongly. A while went by. First Smally, then also Largy lost power and swing.
Of course, they hit me continuously furthermore. But they took more and more
less swing, a sign for loosing arm strength. And Strongy, oh yes, she still
had enough strength. You did not feel any weakness in her punches. It was
really wondering, that I still felt, that the other 2 became weaker. Also a
wonder, that I still could breathe. With every further minute, of full
punches, hard and deep into my stomach, I could be glad, that I still was
consciousness and lived.

"What's up, you 2, you are loosing power? Man, her stomach is nothing other,
like a training at the boxing-bag. There, you also have to give everything, or
in the ring. You never will become a good fighter, if you loose so quickly
your power", hissed Strongy.

"Did you ever box, with all your power, against the bag so continuously and
for so much minutes? I think not. We sure have condition, but not for so much
minutes and always with full power", Largy replied angry.

"And by the way, it smells horrible in the hut, from all the puke and sweat",
Smally added.

"Don't make such a fuss! I also sweat and I smell that. Keep on punching and
if you need, then do breaks. Main effect for me should be, if you show all
your strength. If you stay in a ring, then sometimes, one really hard punch
descides the match and your opponent gets K.O.. But we don't want to knock her
out, we do no punches into her face. But her stomach resist very much. But I
also believe, that we all only punch, more and more, on this hard swelling.
Come on girl's, just a short time left. Once again, with full power and then
we stop it!"

And they gave much more full power. I became dizzy. I opened my eyes and saw
everything only blurred. I puked onto the ground. Sometimes, I puked onto a
hand of a women, as she hit me. Then, also the strength of Strongy decreased.
Therefore, she did not hit me so fast behind each other. Like the two other,
she made a few seconds of break, took then a lot of swing and rammed me her
fist rammed into the gut. All the punches of all 3 did not get in deeply so
much. The swelling had become very thick and hard. During the 15 minutes, my
whole body became also so weak, that my body felt itself so heavy and pressed
down to the ground. From the start, I always had contact with my feet on the
ground and never was so stretched, like the time ago, when I was totally free
hanging in the hut. But as my body became then so heavy and was pressed down
to the ground, the situation came, that I then nearly knelt down. I, myself,
was to weak, to stand uprightly. That I then knelt down on the ground and my
arms were fully stretched was also for the 3 women a crazy situation. They
also had to go down, with their bodys, if they still wanted to punch me in the
stomach. Because Smally was then at the end of her arm srength, Strongy
command her, that she should held my body uprightly. She should keep my body
standing fully up and the remaining time, only the 2 other ones would punch
me. Smally did that. You could see in her face, that she was not so glad, that
both other women still remained punching me, but it was one women less. Largy
did not punch me anymore in the stomach side, she punched also only in the
middle. The punches of both women also came not longer simultaneously, they
came by turns. I did not feel so much anymore, because I really was not so
present at all. I felt, how everything in my brain turned. But I knew very
well, even if I did not feel any pain anymore, that would come faster again,
as soon as I would have only 2 seconds of recovering time. The breaks between
the punches became greater. But that was not really positive. The longer the
break, the more swing they took and the harder the punch was. Also Largy
stopped then. Still, Strongy punched me. But with what power. That power was
nearly the same, as if, still, all three would punch me. Every punch was so
massive, it felt like three punches. Some time later, I did not feel anything
anymore. Everything around me was spinning.

Then I banged onto the ground. They had loosened the rope. I heard them
talking. They surely spoke in a normal volume, but I was so bemused, I only
heard it very silently. I was banged down onto the ground with my stomach. And
my stomach was laid in my own puke. Somewhere, far behind in my subconscious,
I still felt hard kicks into my stomach side. But I could not recognize
anymore, who those kicks did. It were maybe 10-15 kicks. I was totally
finished. All, what I then next remembered, was, how they tied me at the tree.
I still was dizzy there and only a bit conscious. But I felt, how they pulled
the ropes around my stomach. First, after it had gotten bright, my
consciousness came slowly back. I saw then, that they had bounded me again at
my hands and feet and that still full nakedly. They had also bounded my hands
and feet around the tree. And then I had 3 ropes, which they had pulled around
the tree and the middle of my stomach. The ropes around my hands and feets
were not so tight. But those, around my stomach, were pulled extremyl tight.
They were so tight, that you could see big bows, between every rope. Those
bows, were all the skin, which was pushed away by the rope. But it seemed,
that they, presumbly, had paid attention, that I still could breathe anymore.
It was indeed very hard to breathe and every breath hurt like hell. But I was
so glad, that I still was able to breathe, after all, what happened. So, you
know, what happened then. Sometime later, a jogger with his dog passed by and
solved all ropes. He really had effort doing this, but at the end, he
succeeded. He called then the emergency.

"Puh Ms Remdon, that is absolute unbeliavable. I can not believe, how brutal
they were to you and how someone can resist that all. You must have had much
guardian angels. I promise you, that we will find these 3 women. It does not
matter, whether one had not beat you so much, maybe because of pity, like the
two other ones. All 3 had caused that to you, had planned it. They all will
get the same hard sentence. But, I also have to swallow down all this things.
I already had so many victims, which I represented, but your case, your
injuries are the worst in my long career. I never had a women before, which
had such injuries, which you can see still nowadays."

#Yes, Ms McShawn. You still can see them. And think about, how much time went
by, until today. If you need more descriptions or details, I will do my best,
to recall everything."

"That's very good. But sorry, for today, I heard really enough. Please, try to
recover still more and if you are again in good cheer, call me. I will give
you the time, no problem."

The End