Miss Killer Capture

Miss Killer snuck quietly through the Elite Mobile Task Force base. She knew she wouldn’t have to worry though, since most of the team were racing the F-Zero Circuit. Entering the room to her right, she saw it was pink with digital pictures of that woman, Jody Summers plastered all over it. Moving over to the computer on the table, she opened up the crime files and entered her name inside it.

Suddenly a list shot out onto the screen before her. It told everything about her, name, date of birth, planet or origin. Pressing the delete button, Miss Killer was pleased to see all the information deleted. Suddenly Miss Killer heard a clacking noise from behind her, shutting off the computer, the villainess quickly jumped into the closet, closing it just as the door slide open.

Jody Summers walked into the room, setting her keycard on a nearby table. Damn I forgot about her! Miss Killer thought angrily as she looked around the cramped closet. Who wears panties like these? Miss Killer contemplated as she saw a high rise panties with frilly pink imprinted all over the cotton material. She uncomfortably shifted thinking about her own panties, a graying white thong with was pulled up disturbingly high at the moment, sticking up her butt. Peering out of the crack in the closet, Miss Killer saw Jody open up a box and pull up a long brown stick.

Looking more closely, Miss Killer saw that it was polished, and smooth, about a foot long and a small handle at one end. In horror Miss Killer realized that the object was a didlo. In her awe, she failed to stifle a gasp. Jody dropped the didlo and looked at the closet. There was a small beep, and Miss Killer toppled out of the now open closet door. Looking up, Miss Killer saw a stunned Jody. “What are you doing here?” Jody stuttered. Getting up, Miss Killer started to jump towards the door. “Freeze!” Jody shouted as she grabbed Miss Killed by her right ankle and pulling the villainess towards her. The was a crack as Miss Killer was forced into a splits and fell, her right leg in Jody’s hand, her left leg hanging uselessly on the floor in front of her. Twirling her arm around, Jody flipped Miss Killer over onto her back.

“Arrgghhhh!” Miss Killer huffed as she reached into her sash and pulled out her knife. Lunging out at Jody, Miss Killer let out a cry of pain as Jody grabbed her arm in mid lunge and twisted it, kicking the knife under her bed as Jody threw Miss Killer at the wall. There was a thud as the woman flew head first into the wall, falling over and clutching her head in pain.

Turning around, Miss Killer swung a wild punch at Jody but the police woman elbowed Miss Killer in the right boob and snapped her left leg up, slamming her shin up Miss Killer’s crotch. Jody smiled grimly as Miss Killers legs rose from the ground for a brief second and came back down just as Jody grabbed one of Miss Killer’s arms and swung her over Jody’s head and onto the floor. Miss Killer grunted as her right hand was on her groin, covering the sore spot.

“Not so regal now are you?” Jody asked as she grabbed Miss Killer. But the villainess kicked out and scrambled to get on top of Jody. Grabbing the policewoman’s neck, Miss Killer began to squeeze. She knew she would win, after all she was trained how to kill while Jody was just trained to subdue. Jody began to cry out but stopped herself. “Was there something you wanted to say?” Miss Killer taunted as she tightened the grip around Jody’s neck.

“I say...I’m going to beat you!” Jody shouted as she accompanied her reply with a devastating punch that landed on Miss Killer’s most private area. “Gunnhhh.” Miss Killer cried out, releasing her hold on Jody and immediately falling on top of the policewoman, her hands at her aching crotch. But Jody wasn’t going to let Miss Killer have it easy as she grabbed the woman and pulled her up by her hair, the villainess standing on shaking knees as her hand was still at her crotch.

Standing Miss Killer up against the wall Jody slammed knee after knee into Miss Killer’s pussy. Miss Killer’s mind exploded with pain. Her mouth open but unable to even scream as she was in to much pain. Jody laughed as she fired a last 5 knees into Miss Killer. The woman balanced herself, her back pushing against the wall while her hands rubbed her tender crotch on weak knees. Suddenly Jody merely stepped forward as if to help her and suddenly rammed her right knee full force into Miss Killer’s groin without warning.

Miss Killer was taken aback and her facial expressions were replaced by a face the mixture of pure agony. Her eyes bulged out of her sockets and her red lips took the shape of the letter ‘O’. She went down on her knees, slightly bent forward with her hands clutching her womanhood. “Oooooouuu.” Miss Killer gasped as she looked up at Jody. Jody glared back into the woman’s eyes and saw pain, torment and…fear? “Maybe next time you should wear Protection.

Especially near that tender womanhood region of yours. You’ll need it.” Jody advised as she stomped her boot full force on Miss Killer’s crotch, the woman now lying on her back facing Jody. Miss Killer shrieked in pain and her entire back arched in an angle. Her hands once gain fell back on her privates, attempting to protect the sensitive bruised area, but Jody’s foot was already there, hampering any kind of protection. “You want to have a nice sex life don’t you! You also want to be a mother someday!” taunted Jody sweetly. Miss Killer looked up in alarm.

Jody then laughed mockingly and said “Don’t worry this is only going to be relived again if you try to sabotage anymore F-Zero races. Just a small sample of what would happen if you don’t fall in line.” Saying so she savagely twisted her heel on top of Miss Killer’s groin. Tears of agony welled up on Miss Killer’s face and she groaned in anguish.

Jody did this a few times more in both clockwise and anticlockwise directions, intensifying the pressure on Miss Killer’s privates each time she did so. Stepping back, Jody stared at her work; Miss Killer was lying on the floor, sobbing as she held her battered pussy.