Part VII-1: The Kidnapping
On board their private airplane and helicopter Sammy and Sunghi both emptied their glasses. The raven-haired beauty had her own expensive Yamasaki 19 whiskey and the pale redhead had her rare Kweichow Moutai. They were still several hours flight time away from New York. The two really needed the hard liquor to calm themselves down. Both were thinking about their clitfight in the luxurious limousine. Their asshole violating competition in the middle of a crowd that included important Hollywood people. Their insanely filthy fingerbanging duel in a children’s toilet-stall, where they were interrupted more than once. And their gruelling sex marathon in the Playboy Mansion West, that lasted a whole night and resumed till sunset.
“Wow. That was a fucking rough two days.” Sunghi thought.
“Man. That whole Oscar shit was off the fucking chain.” Sammy remembered.
Suddenly in the back of their minds, forgotten memories resurfaced. Horrible memories. They quickly poured in another glass of sweet distilled liquid. And gulped it in one shot. Both went down memory lane, but realized that it would be a bumpy ride.
It was the 8th of August 2016. Almost six months after winning their Academy Awards, the now 22 year olds Sunghi Lee and Sammy Lee had arrived at El Dorado, the international airport of Bogotá, Colombia. It was in the middle of one of the hottest summers in memory. And even though the international airport was immaculate clean, the air was humid and stank of human sweat. The half-sisters unboarded the family’s private jet, surrounded by six large men of all races. These were professional bodyguards. The best money could buy. All were almost 2 meters tall, had broad shoulders and had bulges sticking from their black business suits. All of them were issued with Beretta M9 as their main firearms. This was the designation for the Beretta 92FS semi-automatic pistol, used by the United States Armed Forces. Two of them scanned their immediate area, while the four others looked further through their dark tinted sunglasses. Staying in constant communications at all times through earpieces, they have secured a safe perimeter. Having always liked the sun and heat, Sunghi wore as little as possible. She had on a simple white sleeveless Chanel tank-top, cradling her voluptuous bosom as cotton based, stretchy hot-pants accentuated her meaty derriere. The hot-pants had camouflage colors of pink and gray, making Sunghi look like she was going to a fantasy girlish war. A pair of white authentic Adidas Stan Smiths around her sockless feet completed her ensemble.
“Woohoo, what a nice hot sun. Just marvelous for my tan. So good.” Sunghi cheered as she bathed in joyful sunlight.
Hours before their family’s jet had landed, Sammy was absolutely flabbergasted that she had picked out almost the same outfit as her half-sister. The redhead had the exact same white tank-top as the Chinese, with a Chanel symbol right across her bodacious bosom. The double CC was commonly known to stand for ‘Coco Chanel. The first C was pointed to the left, making the Chanel symbol look like two scissors criss crossing each other or like the limbs of two tribbing women. The only difference between their tank-tops was that her symbol was colored a Irish green, while Sunghi’s resembled red China. Her hot-pants were also camouflaged, but not with pink and gray. Her was a combo of jungle green and muddy brown, like the American soldiers wore in the Vietnam war. Her Adidas sneakers were of the exact limited edition as her sibling. But again Sunghi’s letters on the side were red and hers were green. Having seen the sunny weather forecast of Bogotá she was now under her Esprit umbrella, protected from the hot sun, wearing a Louis Vuitton sunglasses
“So fucking hot. Lucky that I have my favorite umbrella and sunglasses with me. I’ll be damned if these rays from hell hit my beautiful skin. So nice to be in the shade.” Sammy muttered, cursing the Colombian sun.
The half-sisters were led to an armored Cadillac. And to their surprise, both their mothers were waiting for them in front of the car, also surrounded by many armed men. Melanie Hamilton and Mei Lai Hua greeted their daughters with hugs and kisses. But they did it quicker than they normally would. Even though the four of them were at an international airport, surrounded by bodyguards, their mothers didn’t feel at ease. They led their daughters into the Cadillac and it drove away. The armored vehicle was escorted by 2 cars in front and 2 cars trailing behind. The Cadillac that the two generations of women were in, was almost an exact copy of the Beast, the car of the president of the United States. It featured armor made of aluminum, ceramic and steel. The exterior walls had a thickness of 200 mm, the windows were multi-layered and 130 mm thick and each door could electrify its handles to prevent entry. Inside the cabin there were two rows of backseats built opposite of each other. Melanie Hamilton and Mei Lai Hua were seated on the one directly behind the driver, leaning against the window. While Sunghi Lee and Sammy Lee sat in front of them, plastered next to each other like always. Each had one hand on the Italian leather backseat and one hand behind her sibling’s slender back.
“I know dad is doing some dangerous stuff here in this country, but isn’t all this security a bit excessive?” Sammy asked.
“Jesus, honey. Even after half a year you really don’t know what your father is doing here, do you? He is now at war with the Lobo cartel, because he is funding the Colombian police with the necessary resources to take it down.” Mei Lai explained.
“What does that have to do with us?” Sunghi demanded to know.
“Your father’s enemies could hurt him, by hurting us, you dummy.” Melanie scolded.
“But these guys have been following me for two months already. I can’t train, do some modeling or run my business, without them bothering me.” Sunghi said as she wiggled her hand inside Sammy’s hot-pants at the back.
“That’s why your father summoned you two to come here. Then the security people could better coordinate their strategies.” Mei Lai kept explaining, not seeing Sunghi’s exploits.
“But they never leave me out of their sight. Just a few hours earlier at LAX when Sunghi and I wanted to have a nice private ‘talk’, the security guys stood next to us.” Sammy complained while her own hand mimicked the Chinese’s.
“Yeah. On the airplane they even interrupted us, when Sammy and I went to the toilet together. Telling us it wasn’t safe in THERE.” Sunghi added, while her finger found the redhead’s asshole.
“That’s just the reality we are currently in, girls.” Melanie said, not suspecting any ‘funny’ business going on behind her daughter’s back.
“Because of this messy situation me and Sunghi haven’t seen each other for months. I just want to have some private time with my dear sister HERE.” Sammy pleaded as her finger locked on to her intended target.
“I know you love your sister and you miss her very much. But at least we are now together.” Mei Lai said.
“More than you know, mom.” Sunghi grinned.
“Yeah, we are so happy to be next to each other again, Aunt Mei.” Sammy told her daughters.
“We will soon arrive at our mansion. I’ll tell the guards to give you two some alone time.” Melanie laughed.
“That would be sweet mom, I haven’t had a good ‘chat’ with Sunghi for months NOW.” Sammy said and forced her index-finger into her sibling’s narrow butthole.
“YES. (Sunghi felt the redhead’s finger, penetrating her.) Thanks for everything, aunt Melanie. We both REALLY (Sunghi plunged her own index-finger in the Irish tight asshole.) need some private time. It’s been far too long.
“I AGREEEE.” Sammy moaned a bit too loudly.
“Me TOOOO.” Sunghi concurred enthusiastically.
Sammy’s left hand waved at her face, making it look like the heat is making her groan a little too hard. The engine of the car roared a bit louder now that it is moving a bit faster than before.
The half-sisters haven’t met each other since their epic two day battle at the Oscars. First their loins, vaginas and clits needed to recover from the sustained injuries and the insane amount of orgasms produced on that fateful day. Then the thing with their father became so problematic two months ago, that he hired bodyguards to protect his two wives and two daughters. This prevented Sammy and Sunghi from arranging a ‘meeting’. At LAX airport in Los Angeles, United States they saw each other for the first time in months and instantly wanted to lunge at each other. But they managed to keep their composure. In the airplane they went into the toilet at the same time and immediately clashed together. Both grabbed each other by the throats with one hand and their other hand dove inside their camouflage hot-pants. All the months long pent up hateful sexual frustration was poured into this assault by both half-sisters. They pistoned their long fingers in and out of their pussies like women possessed by demons. With animalistic aggression they pounded each other so hard that they almost tore apart each other’s stretchy hot-pants.
“I’ve missed hate-fucking you so much, you nasty whore.” Sunghi declared.
“My fingers are gonna split your fucking pussy in half you filthy slut.” Sammy spoke softly.
Neither wanted to be discovered, so they whispered their treats softly. They didn’t want to be interrupted, both wanted to be able to continue like this for as long as they could. Each beauty uttered a throaty moan as she felt the other’s fingers pumping and twisting inside of her. They quivered violently, almost cumming in seconds, But each combatant was determined to outlast her foe and resisted her own imminent orgasm with an iron will. Still they kept forcing their fleshy fingers to move at a frenetic pace as their pussylips wrapped tight around their hated rival’s merciless digits. They could feel each other’s clits pulsing, while their eyes flashed with a ravenous hatred. Each felt the other was close to her climax and like sharks smelling blood, Sunghi and Sammy plunged their fingers savagely into each other’s soaking pussies as deep as they could. Each hellcat in heat wanted to howl loudly from the ferocious penetrations. And the desperate beauties forced their tongues reluctantly inside their half-sister’s mouths while they moaned with loathing, jealousy, spite. Neither wanted the bodyguards outside to hear her rageful orgasmic scream, so each howled her raunchy orgasm into the other’s mouth. There was no love in the ‘kiss’ as their lips grinded against each other like mortal enemies. After this initial mutual orgasm the two resumed pumping each other’s insanely hot pussy, squealing in unwanted pleasure in each other’s mouths. Each could hardly believe how horny she was, having denied fighting her half-sister for months. Just as they were about to make each other cum again, there came a sudden knock on the toilet door.
“UHUM. Ma’ams. Please finish your business in there and come out as soon as you can. There is some unforeseen turbulence coming our way now. You would not be safe in the toilet.”
“CUMMING! ” Both siblings yelled as if they were pushing the last of their poops out.
“This is fucking far from over, you pale whore.” Sunghi insisted, declaring another sex war.
“This time I will beat your nasty chink pussy, you bitch.” Sammy swore, remembering being defeated in their most recent sexfight marathon.
They gave one more hard ‘challenge accepted’ thrust into each other’s pussies and then retracted their own hard fingers begrudgingly out of each other’s drenched hot-pants. They reluctantly returned to the flight cabin and each waited for another opportunity to ravage her hated enemy.
The Cadillac turned a corner and entered a tight one way street, following the quickest way to the Lee mansion in Bogotá. Sammy and Sunghi kept their fingers churning roughly, but carefully inside each other’s assholes. This went unnoticed by their mothers, Melanie Hamilton and Mei Lai Hua, seated in the opposite backseats. Happy to be able to rape her half-sister inconspicuously, each decided to sent more fingers into the hidden fray. Just as their middle-fingers joined their index-fingers in entering their rival’s assholes, a loud explosion rocked them back into reality. The first car in their convoy was struck by a just activated landmine and was blown to pieces, killing everyone inside instantly. All the cars slammed on their breaks, having nowhere to go in the narrow one-way Bogotá street. And then another explosion occurred. The last in line vehicle was destroyed by a bazooka rocket. The two highly responsive passengers just managed to escape certain deaths, by jumping out of their car. The driver wasn’t that fortunate, but the escapees were still mortally wounded by the blast. The three cars were trapped between the first and fifth burning wreckages. The mothers remained silent in shock, while their young daughters screamed for them to flee the Cadillac. All the remaining bodyguards jumped outside their respective cars and formed a defensive perimeter with their 92FS Berettas. They aimed at the enemies they saw situated on the favelas rooftops. The bodyguards were superior marksmen and shot down many assailants, but the opposition were at an elevated position and armed with superior weapons of war. Outgunned, outmanned and outmaneuvered, they fell one by one. That day many skilled men, earning honest paychecks, died in that narrow favelas street or at those rooftops. Until in the initial convoy only the women remained alive. But bullets still showered around them mercilessly, the hitmen making certain all the bodyguards were truly dead. As soon as the shooting relented, Sunghi and Sammy lunged for the firearms left by the dead bodyguards and returned fire to protect their mothers. Being world-class markswomen themselves, the siblings managed to headshot several attackers during a deadly exchange of fire, but in the end they just ran out of bullets. They sided with their mothers behind the cover of the armored Cadillac.
“Come out without su pistolas, tú dos
chicas.” a man spoke English with a heavy Latin accent.
“What are we gonna do?” Sunghi asked.
“I don’t know. The other guns are too far away!” Sammy yelled, while making certain her shocked mothers were still OK.
“Don’t be estúpida. We won’t kill tú señoritas. We have orders to take tú in viva. Just ven aqui et surrender to us!”
“Don’t trust them.” Sunghi advised.
“If they wanted to kill us, they would have already bazooka-ed our asses.” Sammy reasoned and walked slowly away from her cover with her hands up.
Soon Sunghi guided both her mothers inside the killzone, but the attackers kept their word and didn’t open fire. All four beauties bound, blindfolded and were knocked out harmlessly, taken away from the burning cars and the Favelas.
Next thing the mothers knew was that they were separated from their daughters. They were held in a small 2 meter large cubical shaped cage made out if strong wood, surrounded by a dozen sweaty sex craving men. They were ordered to just stand there and wait for the moment when Mei Lai and Melanie would eventually wake up. They were bereft of clothing and just wondered what’s going to happen next. One of the men, probably the leader, made a phone call. Nodding at the orders delivered to him, he motioned all of the 11 men into action. Then all the men stepped towards the two buttnaked MILFs…
“Muy bien, qua es finalizada.” a young blonde Latin woman said, while she turned off her phone.
“Ahora hermana. regresandoto a los negocios” another young blonde latin woman, who looked exactly like the first one, stated matter-of-factly.
The aforementioned Lobo cartel was led by these two stunningly beautiful twins, having inherited it from their father, Dairo Antonio Lobo. Dairo used to be the most wanted drug trafficker in the world, before he was apprehended due to a coordinated effort of the CIA, DEA and the Matthew Lee funded Colombian police force. An immediate vacuum of power was formed within the Lobo cartel, until the twins took over their father’s business. To achieve and maintain leadership of one of the most violent criminal organizations in the world as young beautiful women, these two had to be inhumanly cruel and unprecedentedly vicious in their actions. The elder was named Sabrina Antonio Lobo and the younger one Silvana Antonio Lobo. They had hated the meddlesome American authorities all their young lives, which explained their non-existent mastery of the English language.
Even though they were world famous because of their beauties, they were more known as the daughters of their criminal father. They were honored by other cartels, earning the nickname ‘Las Gemelas Lobas’ . It literally meant ‘The Twin She-wolves’ putting fear in the criminal underworld. They were sitting on two comfortable throne-like reed chairs, resembling ancient legendary Inca quoyas or queens. Both were incredible specimens of female humans. Blonde hair flowing in the wind, large bosoms that could melt many men’s hearts, resided above trained flat stomachs, stunning wide hips, endlessly long legs, crossed as women of high class would do. Both had bodies like a young Sofia Vergara, their 27 year old faces were similar like Shakira’s, adult but still girl-like. Both wore sleeveless cutout dresses held together by a visible zipper in the middle, enticing horny men to unzip them. The end of the zipper formed together with a low cut neckline, a decolleté revealing abundant upper breast flesh. The short tight fit clubwear was made out of stretchable viscose, giving it a metallic dangerous look. Each represented a color on the Colombian flag. Sabrina wore blue, while Silvana wore yellow.
Their dresses were designed by the Spanish fashion house Loewe as their suede pointed toe pumps were made by Manolo Blahnik himself. The sisters were normally the focus of all men surrounding them, but today they had some competition. The Lobo twins and their armed minions looked right at the two captured females, both were waking from unconsciousness. Sammy and Sunghi looked around. Unbeknownst to them, they were caged inside a similar cubical wooden prison as their mothers were. The difference is they still had on the same clothes as they had before the shootout. Immediately each recognized the Lobo twins and the hazardous situation she and her half-sister were in.
“Where the hell are we? And what the fuck have you evil bitches done to our mothers?” Sammy yelled.
“Yeah. Where are they and what are you planning to do with us, you fucking old whores?” Sunghi demanded to know.
“Su madres are being taken good care of as we hablar aquí. You better start worrying about yourselves, you putas sucias.” Silvana grinned mischievously.
“What do you spic skanks want anyway? Sunghi questioned.
“Bien, as todos knows, our padre is in Policía Custodia for mucho tiempo, porque of your padre loco meddling in Colombiano affairs. We decidió to weaken his dedicación by captura you two and de tú madres.” the elder Sabrina explained in broken English.
“Si. It wasn’t easy, it took largo tiempo of Espionaje for Información et preparativos de soldados and resources. Tú caused us a grande amount of dinero and muchos muerte amongst our leal hombres.” Silvana added in equally bad English.
“Hmmm, I’m sure they are very loyal to your drug money. And I’m glad we took out some of them leal hombres’ or some Spanish shit like that Sammy laughed, totally unafraid.
“Tú es known as a chica inteligente. Asi que tú should know, the soldados estas demandante some kind of venganza. We have to keep tú viva por ahora, thus we ordered our soldados to be paciente.” Silvana said
“Patience? Patience for what exactly, you burrito sluts.” Sunghi scolded deviantly.
“We could have let our muchos hombres mierda tú et your culos uno by uno. But we wanted mas ‘Espectáculo’. So we invite everyone who lost un amigo in your kidnapping attempt to watch tú dos fight como animales. The one who is beaten will be violación by them. Es tan simple as it sounds. And it should be una mañana interesante, don’t you think? Besides, tú dos estas ya dressed up for guerra in those camouflage hot-pants of yours.” Sabrina smirked evilly.
Sammy and Sunghi looked at each other unsettled. They realized they were in a crazy situation and neither for damn sure wanted to be ‘mierda’ by so many ‘hombres’ in her ‘culo’ . Nevertheless both haven’t fought each other for months, except for that quicky on the way from Los Angeles to Bogotá. Like many times before in their lives their hatred for each other circumvented their rational thoughts. Since they were born, they wanted to hurt each other, but this would be the first time since their childhood days that they could use their fists, not worrying about the unavoidable consequences on their bodies. The two 22 year old models hadn’t had this kind of fight since they were 8 years old when they decided punching was a bad idea. Each relished the fact that this time neither had to explain away her wounds or injuries, they would just blame the kidnappers. Their unbelievable bloodlust and deep-seeded hatred reached psychotic levels in an instant and Sunghi delivered a satisfying loud slap to the redhead’s face. Sammy’s head turned sideways, her long red hair breezing in the humid jungle air. Without a second thought she retaliated with a slap of her own against the Chinese’s left cheek, making her beautiful black tresses flow to the right. As if a clear signal was given the two half-sisters began a fast and furious standing fistfight, wanting to disfigure their astonishing faces.
“Dios Mio. Que didn’t take mucho persuasión.” Silvana said, a bit surprised at the ferocity of the fight between the two sisters.
“¡Cállate! Just look at them go. Vamos. ¡VAMOS, Putas! ” Sabrina yelled.
All the men began cheering and applauding. The half-sisters didn’t need any encouragement as they escalated the stationary fisticuffs. The two were punching each other by now, forced backwards, stumbling around in the dirty jungle, occasionally bumping into the tree trunks, serving as bars. Being frustrated by her enemy’s mobility, each had one hand clutching each other’s long hair tightly, preventing any escape. Her other fist flailing away, hitting at her adversary’s screaming face, distorting her firm tits and cracking her toned stomach. With both hands occupied, neither was capable of mounting any kind of defense, nor that either would have wanted to anyways. Having not used their fists on each other for 16 long years Sunghi and Sammy were in absolute bliss, hearing their half-sister’s grunts of pain.
Sunghi’s head was snapped roughly to the right by the redhead’s right fist, but the Chinese rocked Sammy’s chin backwards harshly with her own left uppercut. A struck Sammy almost bit her tongue, but came back with a hard left, while Sunghi retaliated with a strong right. They punched each other back and forth around the wooden prison. Sammy’s charming nose started to bleed as Sunghi’s lovely right cheek split open. The raven-haired athlete’s left eyebrow was cut, while blood started to drip from the Irish’s seductive lips. Each resolute scrapper sacrificed her own bloodied knuckles just to pummel her rival’s spiteful face into a bloody pulp. But the merciless slugging had taken heavy tolls. Eyes swelled, noses cracked and lips puffed up as blood covered their faces. Yet neither attempted to defend her maimed face. In addition each jerked her enemy’s hair tight to prevent any form of escape and threw a particularly wild haymaker. Both fists connected right on their pretty noses, breaking them and each backed away from the other, gulping for air. Sabrina watched them, waiting to see what would happen next. Silvana hoped that their savage fight wasn’t over yet.
Then at the same instant both went for the kill, certain that their own leg would put an end to this long, brutal fistfight. Each skilled kickboxer fired off a powerful spinning roundhouse kick. But it was only two dirty Adidas sneakers that collided in mid-air with a loud thwack. Each experienced fighter dropped her kicking leg and took a step forward with her pivot leg. Back in range they attacked at the same instant again. This time both battle-cats landed solid hits on their sibling with moon reaching frontal kicks. Each stricken prisoner went glassy-eyed as her rival’s heel connected with her chin. Their brain short circuited for an instant and neither realized that she had knocked her ferocious opponent down, till each dazed model saw the other on the filthy ground.
“Caca. Estas dos chicas are really buenas combatientes. Good fight.” Silvana acknowledged.
“Hmmm. Maybe these gringas are even a match for me and my niña sister.” Sabrina thought and looked at Silvana, who was noticeably wiggling her ass on her ‘throne’.
“Hahaha, I fucked you up, you redneck bitch. You look like Frankenstein with tits.” Sunghi laughed through swollen split lips.
“I’ve blown up your face like a balloon, you chink cocksucker. Just fucking look at yourself.” Sammy snarled with joy and slid her hand to her crotch.
While rubbing her pussy, she motioned with her other hand for Sunghi to come and get her. Sunghi rubbed her pussy as well and the two advanced toward each other with evil grins on their faces. They were both eager to keep fighting. Both combatants appeared to be in some type of hateful trance. They totally gave in to their animal desires to hurt each other, while also enjoying the exquisite feeling it gave them. Sunghi and Sammy stepped broken nose to broken nose and quickly moved their hands inside each other’s camouflaged hot-pants from the back. The women groaned in pain and pleasure as they squeezed each other’s buttocks hard. Then Sammy punched Sunghi’s delicate pussy with her free fist, eliciting a loud groan. Sunghi immediately retaliated in kind and the two began battering each other between their spread wide legs over and over. It was quite a sight with the two standing, legs apart, hammering pussies incessantly.
“Mios dios. Estas dis really wants to mierda each other up. Que makes me so caliente.” Sabrina moaned and she saw several men already with their pants down, jerking off like maniacs.
“They were happily devastadora each other as if they were not familia, but enemigos mortales.” Silvana thought as her pussy juices were running and she was rubbing herself with one hand underneath her tight yellow metallic dress.
The Lee sisters were a raunchy sight now, bludgeoning each other’s crotches through their tight hot-pants, cursing and sweating from all the exertion. The sounds of delicate twats being pummeled, laborious gasps for air and terrible groans from pain filled the otherwise quiet Colombian jungle. It seemed like all the animals were watching with bated breaths. Sunghi grunted after another vicious pussy punch, but launched her hard knee into the Irish’s crotch, making her squeal in misery. Then Sammy rammed her own knee between Chinese’s spread legs, making her squirm in torment. They inflicted the same spine-chilling damage they were receiving as they began to absolutely wreck each other. Their knees forced them both back and forth like a macabre Cha-Cha dance.
“Oh fuck, destroying your puny twat feels so fucking good, you yellow whore!” Sammy cried in pain as their knees pounded away at each other’s twats.
“Come on you white trash, keep your filthy pussy steady so I can knee it to a bloody pulp.” Sunghi pleaded in agony to continue this savagely gruesome knee battle.
The Lobo twins were watching this barbaric fight intently as Silvana on the right side shimmied her right fingers between her elder sister’s crossed legs. Sabrina on the left side responded by shoving her left fingers between her baby-sister’s wide open legs. The two Colombian twins pressed their cheeks together with their eyes facing the epic kinstrife between the daughters of Matthew Lee. Both could see the look of lust, contempt and anger on each fighter’s face. Sunghi and Sammy were aware of their building, sexual urges as the horrible knee exchanges acted as catalysts for their extasy.
“Oh Niña, ¿Cómo can estas animales combate tan brutalmente? I want to combate contra ellas”, Sabrina wished.
“Oh, estas gringas are making me muy mierda caliente. Mi vagina wants to brutalmente mierda estas putas” Silvana gasped.
And the two twins howled like animals in heat and fingerbanged each other’s pussies savagely till a simultaneous orgasm washed over them. Each Colombian drug queen was so mesmerized by the dozen of her minions, masturbating around the jail, that they kept their fingers thrusting at full speed, fingerbanging their climax to submission. The men were jerking off like teenage boys, while watching the wild primal fight. With their orgasms beginning to subside, the two female bosses regained themselves, while many of their soldiers shot their loads on the fighting half-sister’s bodies.
“Argh. I’m gonna burst your filthy gook pussy.” Sammy groaned out in anguish.
“Ungh. Not before I’ve smashed your nasty white twat.” Sunghi wailed in agony.
After a few more, hate-fueled brutally nasty crotch shots, they collapsed in a heap of female flesh. Cum-shots landed on many parts of Sammy’s and Sunghi’s tangled bodies, while only a few meters away, Sabrina and Silvana were stabbing each other between their legs lustfully. Several kidnappers were beginning to tire as the Irish and Chinese resumed their brutal catfight. Both Colombian blondes remained seated, watching the battle in fascination, while their fingers were plugging their now squirting twats. Sammy and Sunghi tore each other’s expensive Chanel tank-tops to shreds, leaving each bare to the waist. The Irish sank her nails into Sunghi’s tits as the Chinese quickly latched on Sammy’s breasts with her own talons. Then Sunghi tried rolling Sammy over as they hissed like street alley cats. They were fighting strength vs strength, muscle vs muscle and it was the survival of the fittest. Sammy entwined her legs with the Chinese’s to prevent her rolling on her back as Sunghi also locked her legs around the redhead’s. On their sides, they rocked back and forth, each trying to mount the other in this literal power struggle. Each hellcat felt her meaty tits were bleeding as her nemesis began scratching them, but each’s hatred for her half-sister had made her oblivious to the pain. After a time of scratching each other’s mammaries, they buried their hands in each other’s hair and slowly rolled around the dirty jungle soil. They flattened their bleeding tits together, buried their hands in each other’s hair and began to pull each other’s beautiful manes spitefully. After several nasty hairpulls, both siblings groaned as they tore some hair out by the roots.
“You’re gonna leave here bald like the dickheads you crave every waking hour, you gutter slut.” Sunghi threatened and wrenched away more of the Irish’s hair.
“You’re the one who’s leaving here bald like a Chinese monk, you street-corner whore.” Sammy promised and ripped another handful of the Chinese’s hair out.
Both used every muscle in their bodies to try to get the dominant position. So intense was their struggle that neither even noticed that cum of many men was coating her stressed out body. The raven-haired warrior untangled one hand from Sammy’s hair and tore her stretchy drenched fake army hot-pants in pieces, but the redhead got Sunghi’s wet camouflaged hot-pants also and ripped it with one hard pull. They were bare naked, except for their limited edition Adidas sneakers.
“I knew that you wanted my luscious pussy all along, you dirty whore .” Sunghi spat.
“You just can’t handle me in a ‘normal’ catfight and had to go for my delicious cunt, you horny slut.” Sammy hissed.
“All right, you want a fight AND fuck? You nasty motherfucker.” Sunghi screamed, pulling back her ass to bump Sammy’s cunt with her own.
“Is there any other way to fight? You dumb motherfucker” Sammy yelled, preparing for a cunt humping battle with Sunghi’s by tensing her own gluteal muscles.
“BUMP”
The instant their clits met head-on, the prisoners screamed, while they made each other’s pussy squirt by rubbing them violently together. Their bodies squirmed against each other as they began to cum in a relatively weak mutual orgasm. They moaned, hanging onto each other as their bodies shuddered. After the small tremors in their cunts stopped, they regained their composure fairly quickly and started pumping hard sideways. Their hatred was fueled by their preliminary orgasms and each crazy hellspawn was determined to destroy the other. Sammy’s face was less than 5 centimeters from Sunghi’s, sticky spit flew across their bloodied features as they cursed each other. They squeezed asses with lusty grunts, each could feel the other’s hard nipples deep in her soft hooters.
Naked cunt collided with naked cunt, again and again as the rich models howled with pain and pleasure as they proceeded to hump their twats hard against each other. They spat into each other’s gasping mouths as both half-sisters tried to make this sexfight even more vulgar. All cartel men had already cum several times by now and most were jerking their flaccid cocks desperately, hoping to revive their limp dicks. Sweat, blood and cum were splashed all over the jungle soil as many orgasms of the two fucking women and their masturbating kidnappers were near. But each half-sister was committed to the other’s total defeat and fought on her side the growing urge to cum again in this tight clinch. Their cunts made nasty noises as they splattered hot cuntjuices all over the jungle prison with every horrendously hard pussy collision. Seeing the twinlike half-sisters, fucking like sexual beasts, practically violating each other, aroused the Lobo twins to no end. Sabrina was fingering her baby-sister with super speed, while Silvana jammed her fingers ever deeper in her elder sister’s gushing snatch. The Colombians inflicted massive sexual pleasure upon each other, until they reached orgasmic heaven together, screaming like banshees from hell.
“FOLLAR!” Silvana howled at the Cok
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“MIERDA!” Sabrina moaned loudly
The mutual climax almost knocked out the drug queens, while the on the brink half-sisters bit each other in the shoulders, losing all control in this rumble in the jungle.
“OH SHIT. DAMN YOU!” Sammy shrieked.
“OH MY GOD. FUCK NO!” Sunghi wailed.
The blissful pleasure derived from their agonizing pain became unbearable to both of them. They desperately scratched each other’s asscheeks open as they orgasmed much harder the second time as the first.
“YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” both crying half-sisters roared the air out of their lungs.
The last of the remaining men who were still able to stand, shot their last shot of cum over the two climaxing women’s bodies, growling into the skies themselves. The half-sisters were now female slaves of their own lust and they tried to ride out their bucking climax, but both knew that they couldn’t last much longer. Even so neither retreated or let up ramming pussies against each other. This would go on till one couldn’t bang anymore. Both kept humping, collision after collision, again, again and again. Wave after wave of sensations made Sammy’s body tremble. Sunghi also came in a teeth rattling discharge and her body went limp as Sammy with her final grain of strength rolled them over and collapsed on top of her hated half-sister. All the men sat down on the jungle floor, trying to regain some strength in their cocks. And the spent women just laid there, barely conscious, crying and sobbing in anguish at the pain they had inflicted on each other.
Epilogue
The result of the fight was clear and obvious. Two exhausted women laid there in the middle of their tiny prison made out of wood, surrounded by a dozen Latino men trying to get a rise out of their limp cocks. But one was on top of the other and the one on top was an Irish redhead.
“Mira hombres. La puta China lost this Combate animaliático brutal. She will be your recompensas. The primero of you who will penetrar any of her orificias would get cinco billion pesos out of my own pocket.” Silvana cheered loudly, having found her breath, after having one of the best orgasms of her young life.
She spoke in broken English for the small chance that the Chinese loser could hear her and be humiliated even more. Silvana Antonio Lobo promised a beautiful free pussy and a large amount of money to her minions. But try as they might, none of the cartel members could claim the woman or the monetary reward. They opened the jail, got rid of the redhead and picked Sunghi up. One of the men tried to put his flaccid dick into the Chinese’s mouth, but found out her teeth were gritted together from trying to outlast her half-sister. Another man tried to impale her from behind, but realized his flabby dong was no match for the tightness of the prisoner’s pussy, let alone her asshole. Even after all of them tried to rape the Chinese, none of them was able to.
“Perdón señoritas. We can’t fóllala. We have orgasmo too muchos watching that combate sexual, Exhausto our masculinidad et esperma. Our pollas are too soft to mierda her orificias. All of her orificias. Our hermanitos need restauración. Por favor, mis maestras. Grant us otra oportunidad to follarnos esta puta China. Por favor, mi maestras” the captain of the men begged.
“Hombres. Hmph. Absoluto useless. Get esta dos putas et está culos to our cabaña. Esta combate es terminada anyway. We might as well mierda la pita China ourselves et la puta Irlandesa also while we are at it. Bring la puta Irlandesa to mi cabaña. Mi love conquistar la victoriosa.” Sabrina barked out her orders angrily , still enraged from cumming so hard, just by looking at the two half-sisters sexfighting.
The men did as their female boss ordered. Sammy was left in the elder Sabrina’s place, while Sunghi was hauled to the younger by a minute Silvana’s accommodation. A barely conscious Sunghi was put on a long table, with her hands bound around wooden legs. Sammy’s hands were tied around a tree inside a hut as she stood there groggily with her ass staring at the entrance. Both blonde Colombian female drug lords entered their huts respectively and each don on her similar strap-on dildo. Sabrina Antonio Lobo’s blue 5 centimeter wide fake cock was approaching Sammy Lee’s ass. At the same time Silvana Antonia Lobo’s yellow hard 23 centimeter long dong came closer to Sunghi Lee’s cunt.
This Story is Continued in Part VII – 2! Click Here to Go There!
