Jessica sat on the park
bench after her hour long jog for a rest, her white sports bra and blue shorts
drenched with sweat. It was 6 o’clock in the morning and there was no one in
sight at this early hour except for a few morning joggers like herself. She had
to reach home soon and wake her son up and get him ready for school.
She was about to stand
up and start for home when 2 thugs came out of nowhere and stood before her.
“You guys mind standing
over to the side, I need to go home,” she said standing up.
“We’ll let you go
alright, but first hand over everything you have got on you?” said the man with
the craggy beard a knife in his right hand.
“I have nothing with me
right now, you punks, now step aside or you’ll both be sorry.”
The other man, clean shaven
looked at her and turned to his partner and whispered, “Mike, I think we should
let her go. Have you seen her arms? They are bigger than mine.”
“Shut up, will you, Jason.
She’s only a woman and we are two. We will rob her and then let her go. What is
she going to do?”
“Are you guys moving?”
Jessica had her hands on her hips, a frown on her face.
“First give us whatever
money you have on you and step on it sis. We ain’t got all day.”
“Are you guys thick
between the ears? I told you I have nothing on me right now.”
Mike stepped forward and
grabbed her by the arm with his left hand, bringing his right hand, still
clutching the knife close to her neck.
“Give us what we want or
you’ll be sorry,” snarled Mike.
Before Mike could fathom
what happened, Jessica punched him hard in the stomach with all her strength,
driving out all the air in his body. Mike doubled over with pain and collapsed
on the ground, the knife not in his clutches anymore.
“Get her Jason,” he
screamed but it was only a whisper.
Jessica kicked Mike in
the face and he screamed out in pain before losing consciousness.
She turned towards the
now shaking Jason and smiled.
“Looks like your buddy
fainted over there,” she took a step towards Jason, who seemed transfixed on
the spot where he stood, overcome with fright.
“Look what I can do,”
said Jessica in a soft voice as she stood in front of Jason, her right hand
flashing forward, grabbing the terrified man by the throat. She hauled Jason’s
frame off the ground without much effort, still smiling up at him.
“You see, I can break
your neck in an instant with just a twist of my wrist but that would be too
easy on you, don’t you think?”
She began to tighten her
one handed grip on his neck, his feet dangling a foot off the ground.
By now, Jason was
frantic, the pressure on his neck immense. He could not understand how this
woman could lift him so easily off the ground, that too by his neck. Yes, she
looked strong but still this was ridiculous, he thought.
He grabbed Jessica’s
wrist with both his hands and tried to frantically pry it away from his neck,
but try as he might, couldn’t budge them.
“I am strong, aren’t I,”
Jessica smiled up at him and tightened her grip even more.
“Leave me, I can’t
breathe,” croaked Jason, his face starting to turn red.
“Of course you can’t and
in a few seconds you will stop breathing altogether.”
He summoned all the
strength he had in his body and kicked her in the abs but the attempt was
futile. She kept smiling.
“You fool, you can’t
hurt me. These are rock hard abs here, she punched her abs a few times with her
left hand to demonstrate to Jason just how rock hard they really were.
By now Mike had regained
consciousness but was still groggy from the hard kick to his face. He cried out
in pain.
“Look your buddy is
awake. Now I will kill you and then I will kill him.”
“Please ma’am, don’t
kill me. I didn’t want to rob you in the first place, it was all his idea,”
croaked Jason.
“Sorry honey, I can’t
help you here. You messed with the wrong girl and now you pay for it.”
“Hey what are you doing?”
Mike was sitting now, a flabbergasted look on his face.
“Can’t you see I am in
the process of killing your friend here? Don’t worry, you are up next.”
Jessica turned around
towards Mike, still clutching Jason’s throat, his body still in the air and walked
up to him.
“Put him down, you
freak. What are you anyway?” screamed Mike.
“Oh I am nothing. Just
the most powerful woman you will ever meet.”
She extended her left
hand and this time caught Mike by the throat and started strangling him.
By now, Jason was
already dead. Jessica dropped the body on the ground and looked at Mike.
“There, your buddy is
dead. Now I can concentrate fully on you.”
She adjusted her grip on
Mike’s throat and now used both her hands to grab his neck in a death grip. With
as much force and strength she could muster, Jessica forced mike on his knees
and then pushed him to the ground and sat heavily on his chest.
“Now hon, it’s time to
meet your maker.”
She wrapped her fingers
around Mike’s neck, placing her thumbs on his apple and began to squeeze.
“See this is a strangle
hold I am using on you. This is the weapon of choice for me when I want to kill
punks like you,” she smiled down at him. “How many people have I killed so far?
Well too many to count really.”
Jessica could feel that
she was about to have an orgasm. Strangling people always made her horny.
By now, Mike realized
that there was no hope of escape for him, so he did the next best thing that he
could think of.
He grabbed Jessica’s bra
and tore it off and grabbed her breasts and started to squeeze.
“Now why did you do that
for? Now how will I go home?” Jessica smiled evident that she enjoyed Mike’s
performance.
“Yes baby, squeeze my
breasts as I squeeze your neck.”
She orgasmed and she
could feel her grip on Mike’s throat tighten. His eyes flew open, his hands
dropped by his side and strangled noises started emanating from his throat.
“Yes, die for me.”
Jessica’s eyes were closed.
She opened her eyes
after a minute and looked down upon the dead face of Mike, his eyes open, but
he was definitely dead.
Jessica removed her
deadly hands from Mike’s throat and stood up picking her bra which was torn and
was unusable. She looked around and saw no one.
Good, no witnesses. She
looked down at the dead men and smiled again.
Turning around, the
topless killer started for home.
No comments:
Post a Comment