The beautiful black girls again. And the white chicks as well...

Still in the stronger black girls topic, I have found in my portfolio an old video in which two marvellous girls face each other, with an overwhelming domination by the black lady. Is not she a lovely  girl, showing us her well-defined muscular, slender body? There is nothing much more than two pretty girls tangled up to see, and the withe bitch playing the loser role. The best moments are those in which we can appreciate a really good domination over a face down lassie, with a lot of arm twisting, leg pressing and neck and back pinning:

There is opportunity, also, for a plethora of nice holds, like chokes, neck and body scissors and the always nice grapevine, as we could see. The moaning white bitch is a very attractive damsel too, oh my! Since she is almost always laying on the belly, her perfect behind can be fully appreciated. In reality, we can see a very nice butt war, once the black lady is also a very well defined, shinning bootylicious!

One of the most charming features in a loser is her predisposition to struggle and moan in vain. Our unfortunate white victim here is very skilled in doing so, while treated like a full bin bag by her stronger opponent!

Poor girl: begging for mercy and saying she was sorry did not touch the ebony goddess, who continued the punishment. Instead of taking care of her wonderful hair, the white bitch should have improved her wrestling skills before facing a pretty stronger black woman!

The following segment begins with a magnificent butt display, and you have to admit: the facial expression of the loser, in a mix of pain and humiliation, is awesome!

The last segment is remarkable by its beginning, during which the victim is subjected to a double hammerlock combined with a hairpulling. Uh, the poor bitch is reduced to a kind of human trophy!

It is an extreme humiliation, is not it? And what to say about the forced obedience scene, during which the poor girl is compelled to get down on all fours, only to be mounted like a mare and be pulled by the hair, as if it were reins! Exciting!

The last part is an homage to the alluring tied victim's derrière, after being fully exposed by the winner, who has fun counting the lovely white bitch's freckles. Gosh, the world is full of insanity!

I promise to myself that in the next post I will be back to the kind treatment I delivered to valiant Valentina...

New year, same life

A pause in my memories...: in the first day of 2015, I posted called "new year, new life". Announcing a white girl on top in an interracial fight, a photo depicted a unfortunate chick submitted to a cruel backbreaker by a black lady (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2015/01/new-year-new-life.html).

Well, I have already discussed the allegedly superiority of black woman in catfight s(http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2014/12/a-little-bit-more-of-black-girls.html;http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2014/12/the-white-womans-burden.html). And then, just to carry on the tradition, let's inaugurate, 720 days later, the New Year by celebrating this very old scene, beginning with a white girl on top, lol,,,

Gosh, what a beautiful expression of the nice victim. And what a nice position to meditate in life. After all, a white bitch is not always on top, like these ones, as we can see below:

Uh, what a nice beatdown! The poor blonde probably searched for a chiropractor after this match!

I have in my portfolio  a lot of conscious and koed white girls at the hands of their black opponents. Let's see some of them, starting with the unconscious ones:

It is really great tiyng and teasing a poor defeated bitch. This is a benefit for her, once witn the help of these bad moments, she will gain wisdom, and think twice before starting a catfight with an ebony lady, lol...

Another pics demonstrating the legendary superiority of black women, targeting the withe chicks' limbs...

...the white chicks' back (all in the world need some adjustment, lol)...

...and white chicks' head...

...with the right of some pussy eating, lol...

Oh, the look of terror in the blonde's eyes in the last pic says all: it is really very humiliating to be submitted in this way! Another kind of fine humiliations is the exposing of the victim's ass, like in the matchbook pin;

One of these pics is really exciting for me: it depicts a black girl putting her withe victim in a combo hold, mixing back adjustment and a good choke:

Yeah, it is sexy like hell. The limp body of the white lassie and the expression in her white lady's face resemble an orgasm! Pain and pleasure are the points of a horseshoe: albeit on opposite sides, they are too closer... Oh, what a sophisticated philosopher I am, hahahaha...

Finally, there is a classic pic that sum up all the dominance exerted by the sisters over the Caucasian damsels; the belly punching on a victim against the wall, the wrists pinned by the stronger opponent:

Oh, I love these hard ebony bodies... How sexy!

Well, one could ask me: is it real? In fact, concrete reality here is not important. Sometimes it appears to illustrate one of our posts. I do like my mysterious world, full of complex and ill-defined feelings of pleasure and excitement... Nevertheless, a bit of concrete reality can be present, of coarse. Mirad el video...

Oh, what a disgusting guy... If he would have maintained silent, the spectacle could have been very good. The wrestlers here were probably looking for their livelihood, and it is ok. The humiliation, however, could be much more exciting in a fictional scenario...

Oh, gosh, I want to tell the rest of my match against the valiant Valentina until 2018....😸

The main course and a delicious dessert

Uh, the beatdown I got from Killermiller (http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2016/10/miller-milling.html) made me think about a very common feature in a catfight: the post-fight punishment. Nothing like that to demonstrate superiority. Women, more than men, like very much this kind of punishment. In my case, Killermiller inflicted me a three-faceted post-fight punishment: ear-pulling/forced squatting, spanking, and mouth soaping. Gosh, Killermiller was very fond of punishment, poor of me...
I selected three interesting examples of post-fight punishments. There are lots of them, and it is very possible that I get back to the subject. For now, let me remember a good fight between a pretty brunette and a very common blonde lady. The brunette is much more skilled, and fully dominated her opponent. This is a case of a girl defeated by a hotter woman, what is, in general, the most humiliating loss in a catfigth. After all, the majority of women are very envious of other girls' beauty. Look how flabby is the blonde's belly, lol, nevertheless, the body imperfections are very exciting in a catfight, once they paint it with a touch of reality!

Wow, that is a nice fight, with the right of a disrobed loser and a main course with two special beautiful submissions. The first one is the neck snap (which sounds very painful, preceded by the unfortunate victim begging so sexily her submission), just before the bra removal; and the final one is the hangman hold that led to a KO, and a stripped naked blonde. The brunette shown no mercy to the victim, who surrenders in vain. Oh, cruelty! How women enjoy it!
Between these two moments, let's underline a series of arm/leg twisting locks, besides another one of stretching holds. So sexy!

Yes, the main course was very sexy, but the dessert, oh, the dessert... It is the special part of a good meal! After knocked-out, our poor blonde remains self-conscious for the rest of the match, during which the cruel brunette makes her victim a tortured toy and inflicts humiliation on the naked poor prey:

Oh, it is awesome. Which girl would not like a naked defeated bitch to humiliate after a good bashing?

But the best part of the dessert is yet to come.
It begins with a classic tying scene and takes very long, with successive pressure points holds on the back of the ear and the temple of the unfortunate stripped lady...

It is so fake that it excited me! Having accepted her fate, the victim endures the long agony, which leads to spasmodic leg movements; oh, this is fine imagination and invention, worthy of a mind fascinated with diabolical fantasies! The blonde is so weakened that her lowered level of consciousness is coherent with her hardly audible groans and the discreet, anguished expression, while submitted to the torture!

The second example involves our beloved Zora, second to none on the loser side, and a sexy as hell petite brunette who really annihilates our dear poor blonde:

The main course is a brilliant standing head scissors, with a full close of the nice brunette's butt. The dessert is served with the begging submission of Zora, who is obliged to strip the last fabric on her skin and hand it to the her cruel tormentor. Oh, ending up stark naked in a catfight is quite humiliating, but be compelled to do so is more...

The dessert is finally eaten with the unmerciful nerve hold that unfortunate Zora receives from the little beautiful monster. Oh, how sexy: this is not the first time that we appreciate Zora going to Slumberland this way. She was really great on playing the part of victim (see http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2015/04/the-only-thing-to-do-is-open-mouth-and.html and http://mysteriousfetishes.blogspot.com.uy/2015/04/suffering-and-pleasure-in-slow-motion.html).

The last example bring us a classic beauty vs beast, busty vs flat, skinny vs muscular or young vs mature contest; that is, a skinny young busty beauty vs a mature flat muscular beast. What is new here is the antipasti, served by the beauty, another blonde victim, who enters the ring doing lovely cartwheels, oh, how sexy! The beast immediately serves the main course and puts the young damsel in her place, poor thing. The bow and arrow hold is very painful, you can believe!

The beast decides to wrestle barechested and helps her unfortunate victim to do so as well. The charming braided lassie is a battered toy at her tormentor's hands. It is lovely to see that young and firm body struggling in vain while trapped in these sexy holds:

The ragdolling is a great punishment. The victim must be softened enough to be humiliated in this way. The bearhug and particularly the torture rack sessions are awesome! And the session, like in the first example, ends up with some tying. The ropes here are the own victim's clothes, oh my... The lovely blonde should have thought twice before facing a so much bigger and stronger bitch!

This is life. If you are lucky, you will be on the winner side. When you commit mistakes and push your luck, you will probably be used as an example of an incautious girl, who has bitten more than you could chew. You have to pay the price for your daring attitudes, after all. In my case, Killermiller gave me a so good and hard lesson that she occupies an honorable place in the gallery of my great tormentors.

Valentina mocked me a lot on the subsequent Monday at the gym. My buttocks were still red, and she constantly made us remember the acts of ultimate humiliation to which I had been submitted on that Friday.
- Ha-ha-ha, Killermiller spared only your legs. And you are the Ear of the Year ha-ha-ha!
I heard a lot from her, that daughter of a bitch. My story with that pale white slut was just starting...

The seven-year bitches - XV

Well, I will stop for a while Benedicto's report of his period of seven years spent with those bitches. Deep down, I am just a fragile girl, so these crude reports, these hanging scenes, uh... all of this impressed me too much.

A few days ago I dreamt of Kapitoline: she was not applying me a mere camel clutch, but thinking in a much worst punishment. I was tied naked and she was about to leading me downstairs to a dark room, where a noose was awaiting for me. Oh, gosh, I almost peed in the bed...

Kapitoline had spared a ponytail holder on, despite of my nudity. What a macabre detail... The hair is always an obstacle to the traditional executions, from hanging to the beheading, passing by the electric chair. Bah, what bad things to speak about! Let's get back to our traditional catfights...

Things went  even worst: since three days I have been dreaming of me and other girls being hanged unmercifully. An ACDC song in the background, and I may say that my nerves went simply rotten...

 

 I know that is only a pit stop, but I need it...

The seven-year bitches - XIII

After a few glasses of wine, Benedict felt better and began losing inhibitions:

- Oh, Kapitoline really beat out the shit of me! After putting me to sleep, she woke me up, and I notice two details: my hands were tied behind the back, and there was a noose around my neck.

- Oh, no, a hanging scene again!

- Well, this is a Kapitoline's leitmotiv,is not it?

- Ok. And your burrito, was it still hard?

- No, as I said. Kapitoline pulled the rope and forced my head up. But she was gentler with me than she had been to Sancha. I was not obliged to stand on tiptoes.

- How, so kind of her!

- She danced in front of me, turning the back on me and shaking the hips voluptuously - oh, she had a so lovely butt... My hose went hard like a rock. All of sudden, she turned to me and, as she noticed my boner, she stopped dancing just to approach me.

- Oh, how a bitch!

- She pointed my joystick and said: "what the hell is that?"

She kept looking at the erection a long time, smiling cruelly. She slowly put her top on, but in a so sensual way that it seemed that she was disrobing herself, instead of putting a piece of clothing on. 

- Those who are sexy, are sexy all the time... - I said quite enviously.

- She released me and challenged me to wrestle her: "Come on. Are you the man here? Then win a wrestling match and fuck my ass with this little hard wee wee. But, if I win, I will fuck you instead."

- Oh, what a good idea. lovely betting!

- But I was scared, although motivated by the possibility of fucking her. She was stronger, however, and dominated me again ease and rapidly. Besides that, a hard dick is a disadvantage to a male wrestler...

- I suppose so. There is a time to get excited, and there is another time to win a fight...

- Exactly. Kapitoline plays with a dead body and an alive piston.

 - The worst part: she humiliated me. I was completely worn out when she put me on her knees and spanked me hard. During the punishment, I rubbed my hard dick against her thigh and near cummed.

- Afterwards, she threw me on the floor, sat on my belly, grabbed my hard member, and gave me a second chance: "if you do not cum, you was free of getting screwed. If you cum, instead, I will fuck your ass".

- Oh, what a bitch. She did it only to humiliate you. It's obvious that you cummed.

- And rapidly. The way she stroke my love rod and pressed gently the the upper portion of my sack and groin... Oh, it was bewitching, to say the least. She looked like a professional of the art of handjob! I did not resist to her body, I caressed slightly her back and buttocks, and, when I was on the verge of cumming, I tried to stopped her. I tried to grab her wrists in vain, and I heard her saying "too late", laughing and mocking me, while I moved in despair my limbs, in a weird feeling of ultimate pleasure and sweet affliction. 

During the orgasm, she released for a very brief instant my yogourt gun, which was still spasmingout of control. I can not forget that...

- So do I. Let me invoke uncle Lacan: let's stop here and you will tell me about Sodomaland in the next session. It is me now who needs a glass of wine.

The seven-year bitches - XI

- Well, I think our session is far from over. There are several things to report, including the final notes of this macabre encounter between Sancha and Kapitoline.

- The second out of a total of seven. Am I right?

- For sure.

- Well, it will take a long time. Let's continue...

- I confess, Mariane. I am fascinated and obsessed with the image of Sancha. I may say that I had a sexual relation with her in this occasion - and I will report another ones. I think that, since I saw her standing on her tiptoes in that barn, hanging alive, I can only make sex with her.

- "How could" you "dance with another, since" you "saw her standing there"?

- Is it a song? It seemed that you sang that...

- Oh, yeah, do you want to listen to it, or continue the report?

- Let's continue. After cumming, coming I heard Kapitoline...

- How poetic you are...

- Not at all. I am a coward. I hid myself behind a bundle of hay, and paid attention to the scene again. Kapitoline released poor Sancha from the noose, but kept her hands tied behind the back. She compelled her to go outside.

Kapitoline had prepared a cage as a "resting place" for Sancha, who was reluctant to enter there. Our cousin gently grabbed her step sister by the hair and helped her to take possession of her room for the night.

It was nearly night, in fact. Unfortunate Sancha slept there... I think that the poor thing was so worn out because of the beat down and the torture that she really slept tight in that cage... 

- After all, Sancha was a lucky girl. It was one of those terrible summer sweltering nights in our southern country, and sleeping naked was not exactly a problem. She was very uncomfortable, of course, because of the narrowness of the cage and the tied hands. Even so, she slept fairly well.

- Did you spend the night near her?

- I could not sleep...

- Hm...

Kapitoline kept her in the cage until the next day, at the hottest time of the day. Our cousin took care of her step sister by bringing a lot of water and some food. She herself fed Sancha, who was kept with the hands tied.

- Gosh, this girl is really insane. I can not wait to have this report over!

- Then, I will sum up: Kapitoline released Sancha and untied her. She gave her a piece of rope...

- For devil's sake, I can not stand another hanging scene!

- Be calm. Sancha was compelled to go to a sandy area, the ground of which was simply burning at that hour. The unfortunate girl could only hop to alleviate the agonising feeling on the sole of her feet. Kpitoline made her skip rope, and poor Sancha spent hours in that humiliating exercise.

- When the ground turned cooler, she collapsed, so worn out she was.

- Is it the end?

- Yes. Kapitoline was finally satisfied and went out for some days. Poor Sancha, after a long time lied on he warm ground, stood up and entered in the house. She locked herself for weeks in her room.

- Regarding your sexual problems, we can conclude that it was your first non-solitaire sexual experience, was not it?

- No. In our next session I will tell you how my "first non-solitaire sexual experience" was!

- Ok. I will wait!

The seven-year bitches - X

After the coffee-break, Benedicto told me the end of the agonising punishment that bitch Kapitoline had imposed on bitch Sancha.

-As I said, the first reaction of Sancha was a desperate foot dancing in the air. She realized instinctively, however, that the only way to keep alive was by standing on tip toes. The image of those feet in a so uncomfortable position is always in my mind:

- So charming sweet feet, with pink polished nails... - he sighed so deeply that it seemed he was cumming...

After a long pause, he continued.

- Poor Sacha was enduring a great suffering. Her beautiful neck was so pulled and pressed by the noose that it remained branded by the rope noose for weeks...

- At first, Kapitoline remained in the barn to appreciate her opus magnum. After Sancha finding her surviving position, Kapitoline left the place:

- I will come back soon - she stated - I will just prepare your... resting place...

- Uh, it was a scaring statement.

- For sure. Besides I had cummed recently, I had gotten a hard on again. It was a throbbing and painful erection... I was completely naked and...

- And?

- I decided to enter in the barn.

- In order to release Sancha...

- No, I was really very afraid of Kapitoline to do that.

- I can not understand this.

- I will explain in an ulterior session...

- Ok. Let's go, then!

- Well, when I entered in the barn, I came across with that amazing Sancha's look to me.

- Oh, "that bewitching glare"...
- Sure, but this time a kind of vacant look...
- Poor bitch Sancha, it is reasonable to figure out that she was very uncomfortable to send you another kind of look.
Benedicto seemed not to listen me:
- But the way she looked... oh - and he paused again...
- ..."was way beyond compare" - I quoted for the second time in our sessions that glad song.
Benedicto raised his left eyelid, not getting the quote again:
- Sure, beyond compare:

- I walked into the barn... She looking me... My dick about to explode...

- It might be brilliant...

- Shining. If the barn were in the dark, my penis could be a kind of torch...

I started getting excited.

- I approached Sancha. I would like that her mouth could suck me, suck my cock...

- Oh, my, it is getting hot here...

- I touched her hips and caressed gently her naked body... And when my hands reached her buttocks...

- Kapitoline came back!

- No. I exploded in a huge hands free orgasm! I only had time do grab my balls to add more pleasure, whilst my throbbing dick was working like a geiser!

- Gosh, I am trying to help you, but is getting difficult to chat continuously for more than five minutes lately. Let's get a break...

The seven-year bitches - IX

After the prior comments on Kapitoline's failure to become a MMA fighter, I invited Benedicto to continue the report. He told me that, after cumming before "that bewitching glare", he almost passed out.

- In reality, I orgasmed in a so intense way that I remained lying on the floor for minutes, in a state between dream and concrete reality, sleeping and waking... When I went back to reality, the room was empty... I ran like hell in order to discover the place where Kapitoline and Sancha were, and I was lucky, for I soon found them in a kind of barn. And there we have again our cousin dealing with her rope addiction!

- Oh, gosh, I suppose that she hogtied again poor bitch Sancha...

Benedicto looked at me surprised again, for I was referring to Sancha in a so disrespectful manner. His was so naive, my handsome cousin Benedicto... On the other hand, I am a very experienced girl, and I caught and deeply understood "that bewitching glare"...

- No, this time was worst, she was about to hang poor Sancha.

- As she had done with her older colleague a year or two ago.

-Yes, but this time he pulled the rope until Sanch was obliged to stand on tiptoes to not die! I still remember the expression of poor Sancha while Kapitoline adjusted the noose around her step sister's neck

 - Do you believe that Sancha was thinking that she was about to die?

- Perhaps...

I raised my eyelids slightly. Benedicto continued:
- In reality, your expression was very impressive when Kapitoline tested the noose before pulling the rope. After that desperate - and so sexy, oh - expression, nevertheless, Sancha seemed to be resigned to her fate and bowed the head. Poor thing, perhaps she was about to cry...

- And "make her mother sigh"...

Benedict did not get the quote again. The rock and roll music was not his strong point... 

- Kapitoline really tortured Sancha both physical and psychologically. She pulled and stretched the rope progressively and in steps. At each step, she asked her unfortunate prey something very humiliating.

- Could you give me an example?

- "Who is the bitch here?" for instance.

- And did Sancha answer the questions?

- All of them. I really did not understand the reason why. Hitting already she rocky bottom, why the hell did not she keep in silence? It would have been less humiliating.

- It is not so simple, There is nothing so bad that could not get worse... Remember that she was about to be... hanged! And while there is life, there is hope... and rope!

- Oh, yes, and at each step, a new question. "- Who is in charge here? - You"; "Who loves to be spanked by me? - Me"; "Would you like to answer 'yes, madam'? - Yes, madam". "You will obey my commandments, little girl, ok? - Yes, madam" .

- Uh, this made a shiver pass down my spine! It is really humiliating. When a girl is forced to obey another, she realy lost all her dignity... It is the total defeat. The last "yes, madam" was really impressive, once Kapitoline had commanded this answer only in the previous asking. So, it means that Sancha had deeply assimilated the feeling and the attitude of ultimate inferiority.

- And the rope began stretching to the limit - Bedicto continued, after a nod of approval -. At first, Sancha struggled a lot and danced in the air.

- Gosh, I am really scared! I am feeling as if I myself were been hanged!

- Would you like a coffee break?

- Sure, I really need some air... - I was thinking how I was a lucky girl, once I had escaped from that torture when I was at  Kapitoline's mercy... 

The seven-year bitches - V

Benedicto told me that the art of hog tying was well appreciated by Kapitoline.

- I did not know the name one could give to this kind of bondage, but I understand perfectly now. In the case, the victim is tied like a hog. It is a ultimate humiliation, as the human dignity is replaced with an animal condition, in which there is no desire and, therefore, no subjectivity.

- You are a philosopher...

- Oh, that is an overstatement, but thank you very much.

- Well, if Kapitoline used to hog tie, who could have been her victims? - I asked, feeling alleviated by the fact that my cousin had thrashed me without making use of bondage. In fact, the beat down followed by the masturbating punishment had been too mild...

- The victim - in the singular: Sancha, of course.

- Oh.

- I do not know exactly the reason of Kapitoline's obsession in beating and humiliating Sancha. I could witness only seven beat downs during those seven years...

- And how did you feel before the fight and humiliation scenes?

- Well, I felt in love again with Sancha, after a period of one year during which Kapitoline had caught my heart...

- Your dick, not your heart - I corrected him.

- May be. But only in a virtual way, unfortunately...
- Don't worry, time heals most sores, and I believe that you need yet some time...
- Meanwhile, can I tell the first time I witnessed a domination scene of our cousin over Sancha?

- Oh, por favor...

- After one year really in love with Kapitoline...

- In this period, if I am right, Kapitoline was competing in the amateur MMA local league. And in this same period you witnessed her trouncing that poor older girl, who ended up hanging alive...

- Right. After Kapitoline's attempt of wrestling in the professional league, she came back to the farm. And I suppose that she elected Sancha as her easy target.

"I had discovered that I could crawl and even walk with care in the space between roof and ceiling, through the three wings of the house. Having displaced adequately the ceiling hatch of the bathrooms where the girls used to take bath, I could safely look them nude...

- How many times did you do it?.

- Uncountable. Liters of semen, oh my... 

- And which girl made you more aroused?

- Both, oh, both girls...

Benedicto stopped for a while, remembering those naked bodies, I suppose.

- One time, to my surprise, I caught them quarrelling. Kapitoline was very angry because Sancha had spoken something that our cousin had considered inconvenient. They argued a lot, then Kapitoline beat Sancha with ease, stripped her and gave her an amazing spanking!

She was so stronger than Sancha that she put the step sister easily over her knee and did the work in a very sexy position. Let's say, in a kind of a raised knee style, whit the supporting foot on the floor and the foot of the bended leg on the edge of the bathtub...

- Uh-la-la, the poor girl was then in an very uncomfortable position!

- Sure. Sancha had no fixed support except her tormentor's thigh. She cried a lot, poor thing, swaying in that position and enduring the hard slaps...

He paused, as if he were seeing again the scene. And, after a minute or two:

- Then, she tied poor Sancha's hands behind the back, compelled her to have a mouth-soaping cleaning. She made Sancha approach the wash-basin table so that the breasts of her step sister remained pressed upwards by the table top:

- Gosh, that bitch knew how to humiliate another bitch! But, how about the hog tying scene, the triggering cause of this report?

- Oh, after a good mouth-soaping cleaning, Kapitoline finally hogtied the poor girl. Oh, my, I remember until now how she moved so uncomfortably on that bench on which Kapitoline made her lie. 

- Poor Sancha, how sexy she was in those agonising movements...

- And, the question that must be posed: do you help her to get free?

He bowed his head:

- I confess I did not it. I am a perverse guy...

- You are too aroused too think in sympathy and mercy...

- I have no pardon...

After these words, he left the room.  

The seven-year bitches - IV

This confessional session happened some years after Benedicto had left for good the wine-growning-farm, the house of which he shared with Kapitoline and Sancha for seven years.

He dwelled in one of the three wings of the big manor-house, whilst his cousin and Sancha resided in the opposite one. They lived independently of each other.

- We lived in reality apart from each other. I can count on the two hands the times we three met together, and on one hand the ones I met one of them.

Benedicto was devoted to Mathematics; Kapitoline, to wrestling; and Sancha, to Languages and Literature:

- Sancha was a very introspective girl. She worked all the day as a recluse in her bedroom, studying languages. She was very young (although she was four years older than Kapitoline), but she was considered as an outstanding translator. She was requested to translate into and from rare unfamiliar languages, like Armenian and the Kartvelian ones.

- Gosh...

- And she was very beautiful too...

- I know... - and seeing that he was probably thinking silently about the beautiful Kapitoline's step-sister, I tried to set the topic aside - We were talking about tying recently, were not us? What do you think about a good hog tying in a catfight environment... As a final punishment?

- Hog tying?

- Yes - and I searched in the computer just to show this to him:

- It is arousing like hell. The girls are really lovely, especially the brunette one. It is possible to figure out that she was depantsed by the blonde hottie. Oh, the pose is very sexy, we have an amazing butt glimpse...

- And what else?

- It is exciting to imagine that a girl can beat and humiliate another. And if she put the opponent naked, it is better yet...

- Let's see, then - and I searched for another pic:

- Help, I need some breath... Lovely butt (and tits, also), lovely feet pose, and what an expression of scaring while her slender tormentor does efficiently the work...

- A lovely scene, it is true. A tied woman is always exciting, but I think that the culture industry, at least in the movies, has explore it only under both an heterosexual approach and composition of the scene. Men are often the active elements...

- Oh, I really want to be an Amerindian to fall in love with that Apache... But what use is to fall in love if I can not... deeply love...

- Keep calm, my friend. The solution is at your hand... - I said so, but poor Benedicto did not catch the idea...

I continued, in order to wake her up from his state of dismay. Other areas of the culture industry, however, had a much more daring approach - like the comics, and the unforgettable Bionda:

- It is much for me today, Mariane... I really must rest for a while...

The seven-year bitches - III

After the coffee, Benedicto continued his report. He told me that Kapitoline, after sending again her colleague to Dreamland, stripped her naked and...

- To my surprise, she untied her. After regaining consciousness, the poor girl was hanged by the own hands of Kapitoline.

- Really, did she kill her? Why did not you call the police?

- No, the girl was extremely groggy indeed, but was well alive! Kapitoline held firmly the rope until her victim pass out again. I supposed that our cousin had contacted his victim to supposedly have some wrestling classes. In fact, the girl was clearly older than her, and looks like a teacher or something like that...

- Oh, gosh, our cousin is really sadistic, and I think she premeditated the punishment. After all, a rope with a noose is not a thing we had at your disposal at any time.

- I suppose so. The rope was prepared and ready in a living room, it was passed over a beam in the ceiling. And the view of that nude girl made me eventually cum... Oh, it rhymed... I confess that I finally stroked my dick, which exploded into a huge semen gush...

All these dialogues, roughly transcripted here, were part of the "psychoanalysis sessions" that Benedicto had with me.

Oh, I am not a psychoanalyst, of course, but the person of Benedicto's choice, because the poor guy had no courage to face a doctor or a psychologist. It could be said, then, that we are dealing with a kind of confession, during which he could listen to himself in a distinct way.

His sexual problems tortured him: "I am nearly thirty years old and I had only two sexual intercourses until now, notwithstanding the power that women exert over me."

Poor guy, he really needed a friend like me. I always felt for him a so special affection... and he was a so sexy guy... Oh, gosh...

- Death and sex. This is the Kapitoline's paradigm, I suppose, is not it?

- Yes, for sure!

- And yours! - I provoked.

- No - he stated peremptorily - Death is not an obsession for me. It is only a casual component to my sexual arousal...

- I understand. Could you point another one in this report?

- I will think about that. But it must be said: that poor girl did not die. After the hanging session, she recovered consciousness and went out as rapidly as she could do so..

- Yes, I think that Kapitoline won a catfight and lost a friend. But I had posed a question, had not I?

- Yes, and I am able to respond. When Kapitoline relieved the girl of the bikini, of which top she used to tie the poor victim..., oh, this really excited me.

- Did you cum at this moment? No, We cummed after that...

- I almost lost control, but I wanted to appreciate the entire fight - or session of torture...

- It must have been difficult...

- Yes, firstly for the powerful arousal, and secondly because I was scared to be found. At the same time, I longed for the orgasm while I wished it would come only in the final moment of that exciting scene.

- Are you not afraid of Kapitoline too?

- Undoubtedly.

- Well, I think we could stop here. Let me show you a pic.

I searched in the computer and showed a photo to him.

- It is really an arousing pic. Beautiful girls... and the victim is being tied with her own clothes... It turns me on, because the act of stripping an opponent is very humiliating. In our culture, nakedness is very ashaming. And the clothes, which serve to hide the parties of the body traditionally called as pudenda, help in this case to better display nudity.
- It is interesting that in Spanish we can call the genital organs as vergüenzas. Like in Portuguese too.
- Oh, privates in English...
Benedicto remained looking at the pic for minutes, while I searched for a movie scene I had recently downloaded and edited.
- See this, now...        

- Gosh, it would deserve an Oscar of Perversity. Unfortunately, the director had no notion about lighting... He spoiled the best part, when the blonde relieves the brunette of the top... and ties her (oh, how exciting) with the bra...

- It is impossible to edit this bullshit with our common edit tools, but I have found some pics, patiently restored by one catfight addict, probably...

- The bra ripping is really amazing, and the conception of the scene as a whole too. The performance, in general, is awful, it probably makes Orson Wells roll in his grave - he said.

- For sure. It deserves a remake, with good actresses and director... and a decent lighting technician, of course. The bra ripping really caught you, but the panties removal is also great. At least there were not shadows to spoil the party. I have a surprise to you:

 Benedicto was fascinated:

- May I copy the file?

- For sure - and he got it in his phone.

- May I go to the bathroom?

- Oh, have a nice time...

He remained long in the loo...