London/Hamburg Black/White (Ham Couple Story)

[johnsmith2007]

London/Hamburg Black/White (Ham Couple Story)


Usual warnings about sex, violence, abuse, rape, and various nastiness


The Hamburg couple had only been back in serous RapeFight for six months. It had taken the pair a long time to regain their will to fight rules combats after the savagery of Turkey, and then having only just returned to more normal fights the duels with the Berlin SandM crowd had taken up all their free time for nearly two years until the final dramatic bout when Helene had at last managed to ruin the dom and then cripple her husband. On a more joyous note anther year had been lost due to the birth of their daughter, and then Helene had for the next ten months found herself in much demand for incredibly well paying Milk Wars. Her new Porsche had made Karl so jealous he had had signed up to do a series of clit and balls fights in Brazil, and three sets of stuffed and mounted bronze skinned clits had seen him with a new Porsche too, but left three beautiful aggressive Latino Amazons in need of major surgery and psychological counselling.

So it was nearly five years since the then just thirty something pair had been top challengers on the European circuit of Rapefight. Now the mid thirties pair would have to build up their reputation afresh with all the new couples out there also after the scalps of the infamous Germans. Over the years some pairings had folded, some moved on to the veterans league and quite a few dropped out, or disappeared after death fights in Bangkok The champion Russians were believed both dead having won the Calcutta World Open Championship last year, but then had accepted a million dollar death fight in a pit arena in Cambodia against the losing pair of Filipino females, veteran lesbian sisters. Neither couple had been heard of again, slavery to some ?Collector? was probable, or as they were savage enemies, a mutual killing was also likely.

The present champions however were also a blast from the past, the now mid forties Italians had come back to prominence having whipped the ass of a string of younger couples to regain the belt they had last held nearly half a decade earlier. Their main challengers, who had also held the belt many years earlier, had been the particularly brutal Jamaicans from London. However the very fit late forties veteran Blacks had been dealt two savage defeats by the Neapolitans, and then a surprise upset against a young Vietnamese couple based in Paris had dropped them right down the rankings. Errol and Yolanda had run the Italians close in a gruelling five hours combat before being fucked into oblivion in there first challenge for the belts and had then rechallenged after six months and again gone down to defeat, but this time after an amazingly seesaw seven hours duel which had seen first the men and then the women raped and abused before the stamina of the younger swarthy duo had prevailed against the ebony duo.

Then they had chosen an easy comeback fight against an inexperienced French gay pairing, but as the two males though giving up weight and height to both the Londoners, not to mention twenty plus years experience of brutal fuckfighting, had destroyed the husband and wife in an upset that had shocked many of the veteran teams. The young men had set out at a tornado pace and pummelled, scratched, bite, fucked, and fisted the two older fighters into unconsciousness within only three hours fight time. To add to their misery the older pair had contracted for a week, not the normal weekend, of servitude, and to their dismay the twenty something boys had fucked them raw in every orifice and left them hanging spread eagled on a rack when not in use. If they were not to fall completely off the rankings, let alone lose the supporters and paying customers for their fights as well as their self-respect, they needed a win against a famous team soon. Thus the veteran Jamaicans had readily accepted Karl and Helene?s challenge, knowing this was only the Germans third comeback fight after a long lay-off, and they were hoping for easy scalps.

Errol was a real athlete and well known for his speed and aggression, and considering he was now well over forty something of an exception as most of the older bulls had cultivated a more rounded figure and weightier approach to fights. The Londoner had like his wife stayed as fit as he could and his powerfully muscled, six foot body was a match for Karl?s, even though her was giving the Nordic fighter a good ten years. He had a shaved bullet head, but was otherwise a very hairy bear, with a thick eleven-inch cock and an ebony purple sack. As the men came out jousting to start the fight he contrasted well with Karl who was of similar height. The German still had his deep golden tan and shoulder length blond hair, just like his wife?s, his body, legs and pubes all shaved smooth, and his ten inch tool sitting half erect on his heavy ripe seed pod, hanging impressively but temptingly low between his muscled legs. At the start of the fight the two males came out cock hunting, and had ended up doubling each other over after spectacular punts to the balls. A rough and ready fight between the two six footers had left both bruised and battered and after twenty minutes of combat by mutual agreement they finally let their wives be tagged in.

Helene and Yolanda had from the moment they had met in the Grand Canery Hotel?s swanky bar been bad mouthing and insulting each other. It was obvious to their men they in fact both enjoyed the game and were getting more and more excited at the prospect of combat as the insults and threats got more personal and nasty. At six foot the Black was a good two inches taller than the statuesque Helene, who was now in fact many pounds lighter than she had been in her twenties, showing more muscle and less love handles than before. Both sported twin 38?s, Helene?s were firm high riding grapefruits while Yolanda?s were now much lower hanging, her slabs of tit meat flopping down above her still slim dark muscled six pack stomach. Both females were more toned than muscle freaks, both were well capable of dealing and receiving punishment as they both sprinted, oiled and naked, across the hotels carpet to clash in the middle of the large room.

Punches low and high were fired off smacking into tits, deforming them with the blows, causing them to swell and leak, as kicks found targets in the hairy groin of the Jamaican and in the juicy shaved cunt lips of the blonde, just below her trimmed small landing strip. Eventually the pace slowed and as the men cheered them on they engaged in a vicious rolling 69, both hands digging into each other ass and cunt as they squealed and whimpered at the punishment their intimate places were suffering. After thirty minutes it was Helene who yelled pax, and removed her hands from the purple crack and shitter of the Black, and Yolanda quickly followed suit, releasing the red holes of the blonde. Cursing each other between whimpers, the two wives now sobbing dragged themselves across the soft flooring to tag back in their husbands. With a yell the men again recommenced their battle only to end the first hours combat both bloody but unbowed.

At the start of the second hour both wives had gone tooth and nail at each other, and after near thirty minutes of combat at last Helene?s skills seemed to be winning out. Two chops across the Mahogany women?s pendulous breasts had flung Yolanda back against the wall and then Helene had sprung Tiger likes at the disorientated Jamaican Amazon, going down south for sex meat, causing her to cry out in protest at the dirty hold. The tall Black women squealed as Helene dug in and got a firm grip on her engorged clit, but the Londoner fought back by snapping her talons onto the fire engine red teats of the Nordic female. Yolanda?s already strained face changed into a grimace of determination as she tightened her twin grip on the already gouged teats of the blonde?s twin 38-inch melons. It was now the German?s turn to whimper in protest, but then she snarling with defiance, braced both her muscled legs wide and lifted the six foot shwartzer bitch up the flock wallpapered wall. Yolanda screamed in terror an agony before her hands fell away from the clawed breasts of the blonde to try and support her weight by leaning forwarded and gripping the shorter women?s shoulders. Tears swam into her eyes as she croaked her refusal to submit to the smaller, younger wife, but even with her high pain threshold the end was quick in coming.

[johnsmith2007]

?No, No, Oh God, Stop, Fuck, Fuck, I give, I surrender, let go my nub you fat bitch,? the last desperate words coming between sobs and gulps for air, and the ?fat bitch? being more a scream than anything else. The German finally released her hold letting the taller more muscled older cow crashed to her knees sobbing; both hands firmly stuck in her groin trying to caress the agony away from her sex, and also check if she was indeed still intact.

A sweating dishevelled exhausted Helene wobbled over to the side doorway where Karl gave her an enormous hug, and then they quickly selected the right impellents to try and break the will of the Jamaican wife. Errol, standing in the far doorway into the large penthouse lounge room which they had emptied of furniture earlier that evening, was cursing and threatening the two blondes, and his threats became even more emphatic when he realized Helene was going to continue where she had left off just moments earlier. A set of clit clamps had come out from the Europeans bag of trick, and as a begging Yolanda was unceremoniously flipped on her back and her legs spread wide by Karl, his wife started to attach the torture tools to the very bruised and battered sex of the older women.

?See how you like a bit of ?weight training? she hissed into the Jamaicans ear, as Karl now yanked the Black wife to her feet by her hair. For the rest of the torture period Helene and Karl now chased the mature ebony goddess around the room with small riding crops, hands tied behind her back, smacking her firmly across her tight ass so she had to run with the heavy weights clipped into her now bleeding clit. As a finally Helene trapped her in a corner and stabbing the crop up the Black women?s shitter she made her jump, swinging the weights high up, so that when she fell, they swung so low both cunt lips were stretched to their maximum and she passed out from the pain, pissing herself. As the cursing coal Black husband retrieved his wife and the electronically masked voice of the ref started the count down for the continuation of the bout, Helen and Karl could not hide their satisfaction at getting the first fall of this long night of combat. Helene took great pleasure in the trail of cunt blood on the carpet that marked where Errol had drag his wife whimpering back to the Black couples end of the room.

The men had then brutalised each other for the ten minutes, neither gaining advantage and both suffering terribly. The bigger sack of the German was now very swollen in deed, as the Black man had managed to get his hands on Kalrs pods and give them a good wrench, nearly getting an early submission before Karl had chopped to his throat to get release. That had earned a warning and a recovery time for the Jamaican African heritage male, but given the tearing and ripping his balls had been taking the Ref did not punish Karl further as after the minutes recovery the blonde himself was still in agony holding his pods.

However Karl had capitalized on the overconfident Jamaican's next attack and swung him by his arm in a classic judo throw straight into the wall where he staggered back into one of Karl?s own specialty ball breaker kicks that had had the big Black screaming in agony. A full Nelson on the weakened veteran had then enabled the Hamburg male to force Errol to a waiting Helene who had grabbed up the ridding crop and again and used it to spank his already swollen sack for the full time allotted for the double team, while an enraged Yolanda shouted protests to the Ref at unnecessary roughness. Poor Errol, hardly knew where he was when Karl teasingly led him by his nose across to his bellowing wife, just out of tag reach before kicking the forty something battlers legs out from under him so he fell heavily to the floor.

Karl was now after a submission finisher and locking his meaty thighs around the head of the struggling Black male he then went to work. Errol tried to prize the capturing legs away from his head in vain as the blonde spat a large gloop of gob into his hands and then running them along the back of the sweaty perspiring trapped Jamaican Londoner he gained enough lubrication to allow him to start to delve into the ass of the African. Errol screamed and tried to role over, scratched and attempted to bite his way out but in the end had to wail his surrender as the German stud started to pound his shitter with a full five finger fisting with one hand while holding him in place with a vice like grip around his balls with the other. His submission stopped the agony, but only for as long as it took Helene to strap on her new ?Black Mamba? rubberized cock and take over the ass reaming from her husband while he lay recovering from the brutal beating that the big Black stud had administered to him earlier. However as this was the end of the second hours fighting Errol now had thirty minutes to recover, thus losing a lot of the advantage of winning the fall.

The net audience had already been high, but now many subcribers were switching from watching other fights to this one. At the start of the third hour Helene had walked into series of cunt crippling knee lifts before Yolanda had settled down for a good old-fashioned clit and ass clawing submission hold. However the muscled Jamaican veteran had underestimated the blonde's determination, and the Hamburg wife had managed to drag both women, entwined as they were across the carpet to tag in Karl to her rescue. Yolanda had sprung up and rushed to tag in Errol and Karl had chased only to find he had been tricked into walking onto a perfect double-teaming in the Londoner?s corner of the room. Errol had punted his cock all over the place while his wife had then administered a blow job to the bruised meat, causing him extreme agony, and then a series of bitch slaps had left the tall Nordic gladiator wobbling and easy prey for her speciality cunt smother. Thus it was one fall all at the end of the third hour.

The tall mahogany skinned women dragged Karl around and around by his long matted hair to totally disorientating the tall German male. Yolanda was setting up the blond bruiser for one of her speciality moves and Helene was screaming and shouting at him to break free. However even as she screamed he slipped and fell to his knees his head spinning continuously, sitting up with a bemused look on his face as the world rotated. This was the set up the older Jamaican Londoner wanted, and playing to the unseen crowd on the web she turned to the nearest camera and parting the thick curly main of hair in her groin she spread her heavy cunt lips wide open and winked at the paying customers. Poor Karl still knelt upright unheeding of his wife?s warnings as the six foot Gladiatrix launched herself at him legs wide open, hot ebony sex dripping, to engulf his face completely in her womanhood. Karl?s head smashed back to the soft carpet. Pinned between the muscled thighs of the forty something beauty, invisible under the powerful ass and cunt of the Black wife.

Errol shouted his approval to his wife and stroked his cock, threatening Helene that within a few minutes he would be ripping open her husbands ass with his meat, and raping him comatose. The tall blond was now struggling for breath as his air supply was completely replaced by the sticky sex juices of the Jamaican women?s hot snatch. Her powerful thighs and perfect execution of the move had snapped his mouth shut and now her cunt muscles forced his chin up so he had no chance to bite is way out. The toned wife had also now pinned both his arms flat the floor so that all that was left to him as he drowned in her cum was to kick up and try to unlodge her by pounding his legs and body onto the carpeting. Indeed he did mange to hop their glued bodies about the room half a dozen times before the weight of the muscled veteran female and his suffocation got the better of him. His final jerks and writhing's under her cunt smother were just desperate pleadings for air until he passed out with a final back arching spasm.

[johnsmith2007]

Luckily for Karl Yolanda had destroyed many men with this hold and was already dismounting the big blonde even before the Ref awarded her the fall, and she quickly flipped him over to let her juices drain out of his gagging mouth. She had, while Helene cursed her, cum with a shattering climax as Karl had passed out, so it was left to Errol to administer the punishment session while she stayed admiring his handiwork and mocking the Hamburg wife.
?He was lapping up those juices, your man must like the dark meat bitch, but,? and she glanced meaningfully across at her husband and the screaming hog tied German male he was now ass fucking with a razor paper sheath on his eleven inch cock, ?but I think right now he is maybe getting too much of it.? The late forties battler then lifted up her head and laughed, her pearly teeth shinning in the harsh glow of the spots set up to enable the webcam filming. After nearly three hours of combat the Jamaicans were now back in the fight but still trailing two falls to one against the younger German couple.

At the start of the fourth hour, well into the early hours of Saturday morning, Helene came out to face Errol for the first time and found to her surprise that the late forties male was every bit as dangerous and nasty as his wife. After a flurry of blows and exchanging a cock claw for a tit twister the male had managed to get in hefty boot into Helene's gut, but he had hesitated before finishing her allowing Helene to roll across to tag in Karl who had set about a methodical destruction of the bullet headed Black forcing him to tag in Yolanda. And that was when Karl really warmed to the fight smashing the muscled bitch about, really bruising up her chest and catching her with repeated cunt kicks. Helene however kept pleading with him to tag her in, and so after a really good try at getting her to submit to a cunt claw, that had seen the powerful stud lift the six footer above his head with a bench press, one hand deep in her hairy groin, he had dragged the weeping Black across to Helene and tagged in his wife, while Errol screamed is protests.

Helene now had the exhausted wife exactly where she wanted her and torment was what she had in mind for the veteran Amazon. Flipping Yolanda onto her back she pinned the big Jamaicans legs above her, wide open to present easy access to the already sore and tortured sex of the late forties Gladiatrix.
?Time to saw you in half you old bitch,? hissed the German in her heavily accented Americanized English.
?You have twelve minutes to last until the break, and I will give you a chance, I?ll only use the ?Saw? on you, so all you will have to do is ignore the pain.? Looking down to where the pretty mature women?s head was trapped between her thighs and knees, Helene gave her a big smile and then with a wink blew the trapped women a kiss as she looked down on her.

The Saw was a new hold Helene had only mastered in recent months. A slow torture, giving the victim ample time to think and agonize about whether to scream a submission or not as the pain increased second by second. Helene eased open the hairy groin of the African revealing her battered bruised clit, then licking her love nub she sucked and kissed the sex to get the older women excited and erect even though she was trying to stop herself, but was betrayed by her own body. Then Helene stared the Saw. She moved her hand in a slicing motion across the soft tissue and dragged the nub first one way and then the other, minute by minute she increased the pace of the sawing motion and pressed down just that little bit harder, increasing the friction so that within five minutes the Nordic women?s hand was red hot and burning. But this was nothing like the transfer of the burning frictions heat directly onto the softest tenderest meat of the Londoner.

First Yolanda sobbed, then moaned then begged until eventually she was screaming for the blonde Gladiatrix to stop, wailing that her sex was being burnt out of her, but Helene just kept up her slow rhythmic motion, whispering threats and promises as to what she would do to the buff ebony female if she surrendered, so she just better not. The whole mind game of the Saw was what really turned Helene on, and when eventually Yolanda did scream her submission, with only three minute left to endure, the blonde had to sit back and satisfy her self to a shattering climax leaving Karl to administer a forced facial and ass raping on the near comatose with agony Black wife. With only a few minutes left it was Yolanda?s husband who should have come out to face Karl, but as he could still not stand if the proud Jamaicans did not want to concede the fight, she would have to come out again to face Karl.

Instead of ending it then and there, she tried to wobble out to face the tall German bull and thus was repaid in full for her earlier cunt smother. A forearm smash across her bruised breasts set the veteran female to the floor on her back, and while she gasped for the air Karl, cheered on by Helene, lined up his meat with her mouth. He dropped like a stone onto her tear-stained face, plunging his large thick cock deep down her throat, gagging and choking her. He shot a big load full into her guts as she wriggled squirmed and kicked, his large bruised balls wrapped tight around her nose stopping her breathing, and when she finally passed out, and the Ref called the KO, he only removed his meat for a few seconds allowing just time for her eyes to flutter open before with a mocking smile plunging his cock back down her throat to cum again while this time Helene was also ridding the late forties battler with her favorite victory fucking black ribbed double headed dong. The Londoners were now down a shattering four falls to one

?You shwatzers really love the White meat don?t you,? she yelled into her staring shocked round eyes as she coughed and gurgled on another load of Nordic cum while his wife widened and deepened both her holes with the rubber dildo. However the Hamburg couples rejoicings were cut short when the Ref quickly ended the punishment session and told them that Karl had enjoyed himself a little too much before putting it to the Black women, and thus he awarded Errol a five minutes rape of the German male. A cock stretcher and pod crusher with added ass reaming, finished the big blonde, but also finally did for Errol too. Also as Yolanda had made it to the end of the hour she thus would have the rest period to recuperate in. The fight was therefore not over yet. Helene was furious, shouting and cursing at the Ref that the time was up, but all Karl could do now was lay moaning collapsed on the carpet, completely spent. Having observed both exhausted finished males at the restart the Ref made the only conclusion he could, the two wives would duel it out to the end.

Helene was still screaming and raging at what she considered cheating by the Ref, and nearly lost the match by disqualification and a $10,000 fine on top, but she thought the totally raped out Jamaican wife should be easy meat. So calming down she tended Karl awaiting the restart. At the buzzer she rushed across the carpet as Yolanda limped away from her teams room, Errol still lying near flat our, half comatose, but her swinging foot that she hoped would crush the veteran females clit flat was blocked by the wily old vixen, and the blonde German?s own erect engorged clit was squashed by a hefty soccer kick in reply. The Black women?s sharpened toenails cutting in at the Nordic females pink clit, causing her to double over gasping clutching herself. Yolanda was still in terrible trouble, nearly out on her feet, but she had come back from worse and the hanging tempting targets of the already sore breasts of the German were her next victims. Snatching hold of the blondes long matted hair she shot a tremendous knee left across both milkers, sending Helene flat on her back with a wail. The then exhausted Black stumble and fell to the floor herself, unable to attack the sobbing White women as she gasped in much needed air.

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?For that you old cow I?m going to milk your tits dry? hissed the German as she pulled herself to her knees to face the older vixen.
?If you want to finish this with a Maul, my chest can take it, you arrogant Arian bitch,? flung back the Jamaican, as both women crawled across the carpet to end up side by side, flexing their talons threateningly at each other. Helene snatched hold first and dug all ten nails in and started to milk vigorously, while the older cow took a second to size up her twin victims before attaching her powerful hands to the other females chest. Helene smiled to herself, this is what had been paying the bills for the last year, and she had only recently stopped lactating, her chest was in prime condition and no old dried up hag was going to out milk her.

This was now a test of mammary endurance. Helene had the better position, reaching underneath, and milking both of Yolanda?s hanging 38?s with rough downward tugs, using all her weight in the pulls. The Black had to reach around the Nordic wide?s meaty arms to get her hold on the big dungs of the mid thirties Gladiatrix, but she was employing a much faster energetic action and to Errol?s cheers of support seemed to working her piston milking action far better than the White female. Both Husbands were calling encouragement as the milking contest grew in ferocity, and the already bruised and battered chests of both mature women started to go purple and blue with the twisting and yanking. As they had locked up for the Maul, the Ref had warned them about ?unnecessary roughness?, but both women had just spat back curses as they settled to their task of detitting the other bitch, and as the viciousness of their battle increased and their husbands yells for more extreme and nastier actions egged them on the Ref warned them again. All four teats were now spitting red stained milk and lymph as the wives swore and abused each other and their fingers worked away milking jets of liquid onto the hotel carpet.

Helene realized much to her shock that she was losing to the old iron-breasted bitch. Those fat breasts were somehow resisting her most cruel twists and gouges. She needed a remedy, and would go to the extremes to get it. With a great yell Helene put all her money on one enormous tug, screaming with exertion she pulled the veteran Jamaican beauty nearly flat with one tremendous heave. Yolanda?s tits had suckled four children and her husband and for many years and had remained undefeated in milking and tit twisting contest, but now her mammeries were in a terrible state and she wished she had not challenged the younger wife to this mauling duel. Her mahogany bags of milk were now swollen and red veined from their battering, and where they had been soft mature milker?s that she could be proud of, they were now hard and compact sandbag pillows, causing her agony with each breath

The London wife yelled in agony at the ripping of her milk ducts, but gritted her teeth, and even though both her ebony teats were now ruptured and seeping milk, lymph and splashing blood with each milk, she fought back the temptation to quit. The Refs mechanical voice was already calling a foul against Helene when with a snarl, and using all the advantage of her now lower position, she threw her whole body into a lunging ripping heave of her own on the blonde women?s massive mammeries. Helene?s supersized breasts, were swollen at least three sized bigger from the influx of blood and lymph into them, and looking more beach balls than grapefruits, they ballooned away from her body, the very image of an ideal women to any tit freak, apart from the blood, gore, bruises and scratches, that is.

The Black wife?s move was the finisher, and she did not need the Ref?s disqualification of the German to win the fall, but the Londoner herself did not realize her victory, as she lunged, pulling the White women?s bags of pain down and outwards, at the end of her rip her claws had slipped and she had fallen flat. In desperation she rolled over thinking that her powerful talons had betrayed her, but she was wrong. The younger wife was now sitting up high on her knees, looking down with puzzlement over her ruined chest. Both teats had burst, shredded and been nearly clawed away, and it was a few seconds before the agony hit her, and then Helene bellowed out one enormous scream of torment before falling over backwards, hyperventilation in her torture. Unable to rise she was counted out by the mechanical uncaring voice of the internet Ref, who had quit rightly ignored his earlier disqualification call. Just to add to the blondes ruin, he did add an extra ten minutes to the punishment period as she had been the one to start the all out war, knowing full well the blonde wife would not be able to come back after such torture.

Karl had had to submit the fight for Helene, who had somehow survived to within two minutes of the end of the extended punishment period. Errol and Yolanda had split both her holes wide open with reamers, but as that had not broken the proud German they had switched back to her destroyed chest. At the hum of the electric milking machine Helene had nearly gone into hysterics, and when the gleeful laughing Jamaican wife had fitted it Errol had had to sit on the tanned Nordics back to hold her down as she screamed and wailed, limbs flailing. She had passed out hyperventilating in fear and panic as milk and blood gushed from her tits. Errol had woken her up with a long face wash of his piss and it was clear Yolanda was going to take no prisoners as she had then produced a chest crusher vice from among her various torture devices. As this was attached to his wife?s tits Karl begged her for mercy and submitted, but she only laughed even louder, and then started to tighten the screws, compressing the now purple and blue mammeries of the German so that Helene was soon screaming and writhing as the older wife sat on her face while Errol pinned her legs. After that things went from bad to worse during the rest of the night, but the Ref having warned the Jamaicans twice during their victory celebrations for their brutality and cruelty, cut the weekend domination short, so that by Saturday evening the Hamburg Couple were flying home, in need of extra large doses of painkiller to be able to hobble onto their flight, to check into hospital beds the next mornings.

John,

Sorry for the delay, ?work is the curse of the drinking classes?.
Feels good to do a Hamburg Couple fight again, and I have also had some time to tidy up a couple of older ideas I had half written, and I will post those soon..

[MikeJV]

AWESOME!!!!!!!!! Welcome back!

MikeJV

[Ted Mark]

I love that you hit "hot button" topics.

It is weird to visit fetish sites, even really dark ones, and see PC police amok.

Thanks to MikeJV and of course you, MrCage and ddg996 I can let my freak flag fly.

And SEGA too! (where are you!)

Will we ever see gypsy camps and deep south raunchy relations again?

[tr0tz]

Wow, what a comeback - for you and for our Hamburg couple! I always wanted to see them lose one nasty bout and what a humiliating loss it was! I can't wait to know if and how they come back from this fights and how Helene's once proud chest looks like after this torture. Is there another Hamburg Couple story in progress?

Thanks again!

[agraf74]

It was so long ago the other chapters were posted, that I was unable to check if this is a follow-up, or simply a fresh start. I see no ?chapter#? is indicated.
Could you give us active links to the earlier chapters, or simply repost them, please? This was a really violent, varied series!

[Jessikafights]

Yikes ... another WILD one! :-)

[johnsmith2007]

Hi Agraf,

Easiest way is to just look up my posts


The first set of HC stories are numbered and on this board, and are roughly sequential, but I gave up numbering with the Gypsy Camp stuff and the Turkey veterans fights and the cage fight which followed, which all run again in sequence, and are on the board too. Then should have follwed fights against a Berlin family SandM club owners, these stories were mostly lost due to a PC crash, but when I can recover them I will post them, and two have already appeared, Twins and the SandM fight, which are respectively the start and finish of that series of HC stories.

So with this story we have a new start, though just to confuse you, I'm nearly finished with cleaning and repairing a family vs family NHB from the the Berlin SandM series!!

John