Jenn had been kneeling as she stripped Jess. Gemma sat on Jess?s outstretched arms while Jonica kept her legs pinned. Gemma?s weight on top of Jess?s arms were making them numb with the interrupted circulation and the pressure on the nerves.

With a strong heave, Jess twisted her legs out of Jonica?s grasp, kicking her with a loud thwack under her chin, and with a shrill shriek of surprise the blonde collapsed. Then Jess pumped her still lithe, muscular legs up and down. As if she?d been riding a monstrous bicycle whose pedals were so huge she had to flex her knees all the way beyond her head and kick out to stretch her legs to a tapering flexed heel. The quick, piston-like movement of Jess?s right and then left leg caught Gemma on the forehead with each knee in sequence. The she immediately kicked forward with both feet, catching Jenn full on the face with the heel of each bare foot.

Stunned, Jenn fell back, sitting on her wide butt. Jess bent her waist and sent both legs up and back, to trap Gemma?s head between her ankles and force her to fall forward, releasing Jess?s trapped arms. The pain of the circulation coming back to her arms as the numbness wore off only drove Jess to act faster, to force feeling into her limbs.

She viciously punched Gemma?s pubic mound once, twice, feeling an electric current shoot through her arm. At the same time, she grabbed and squeezed one of Gemma?s breasts with the other hand. Then she pulled with her legs and pushed with her arms, making Gemma somersault to fall flat on her back on the sidewalk. Jess stood up, and walked over to the supine Gemma, giving her a reverse kick to the pubic mound with the heel of her left foot, leaving her in pain clutching her throbbing pussy, as she advanced determinedly on Jenn.

Jenn, her short dress around her hips, pink panties showing, got up and faced the nun. Out of her waist purse, Jenn flashed an open razor. A razor could only bring Jess the worst of memories of a night of torture. Jess circled around the equally big woman, picking up her torn jacket. As Jenn lunged forward swinging the razor, Jess threw the thick jacket over her head and off her arms in front of her. She held the jacket inside out by its sleeves while she wrapped it around Jenn?s knife hand.

There was a hushed silence as the crowd for the first noticed her old scars and began to realize this wasn?t any ordinary nun. Jess pulled the big woman?s trapped arm to the side as she kicked her between the legs. ?AAAIIIEEEEE!? Jenn shrieked in agony and seemed to collapse. Jess tore away her jacket and the razor and slipped one hand each inside Jenn?s dress, grabbing her huge breasts and squeezing.

Jessika then let her momentum carry her forward as she smashed the back of the screaming woman against the lamppost. Jess then punched Jenn?s face hard, and as she bent forward clutching her face in agony, then kneed her upright again. Then she mercilessly targeted her breasts and lower abdomen until the big, bullying woman whimpered and cried like a schoolgirl begging, ?No! Please. No more! Sister, please! I?m sorry!?

As Jenn fell, Jess tore her dress off. Immediately, she kicked Jenn?s shoes off her feet and in one smooth motion, pulled her pantyhose and then her panties down her legs and off her ankles. The big woman, whimpering, did not resist. Jenn did not wear a bra, but Jess used her dress and pantyhose to tie her wrists and ankles.

Jonica was just regaining conciousness, but Gemma was trying to stand up. ?I?m gonna fucking kill you, you bitch!?, she yelled angrily and put her hand inside her purse. Jess dived and rolled head over heels towards the other woman and came up in front of Gemma as she extracted a cheap revolver from her purse. Jess grabbed the other woman?s head with her hands and delivered a decisive blow with her forehead that broke Gemma?s nose and several of her teeth. ?UUNNGGHHH!?, Gemma groaned, her eyes rolling over in her head, collapsed like a sack of potatoes. Immediately, Gemma was likewise stripped of her dress, underclothes and shoes, and tied with her own bra and pantyhose.

As Jess was tying the last knot, Jonica dove onto her back shrieking and cursing, trying to put her in a full nelson. But Jessika?s training immediately kicked in and in an instant reflex action evaded the hold, and executed a near perfect judo throw, sending Jonica up into the air, turning head over heels, as her skirt rode up to reveal her skimpy, lacy black thong, before landing with a loud thump onto the small of her back. Like a cougar, Jess leapt forward and smashed her fist into the left temple of Jonica, and instantly her eyes glazed over again as darkness descended. Quickly she was stripped and tied helplessly like the other two.