Busted!
Copyright© 2016 by Jim Priest
Chapter 7. Madame Michelle
The two would-be thieves and I were led forcibly through the door at the back of the store and up the metal staircase. Admiring her calves flex into hard-edged diamonds of muscle distorting the skin-tight sheer tights right in front of my eyes as Madame Michelle led us up the stairs was no consolidation as we entered the place I’d never hoped to see again. Entering the secret Dojo of the female vigilantes known as The Pantyhose Society I was shocked to see over nearly 20 big nasty thuggish men grouped into the centre. They did not look best pleased and kept throwing nasty glances at the women most of whom I recognised from my investigation of the case. The two would-be thieves were unceremoniously propelled towards the middle while I was passed over to Madame Virginie who applied a painful arm-lock to restrain me.
The petite sleight-built mature Oriental dressed in a Geisha style kimono seemed mismatched as she walked alone towards the centre of the matted floor and addressed the mob of big ugly brutes who glared at her as if ready to rip her to shreds. “You are all here because you were stupid enough to try to steal from this store” she addressed them in a loud clear voice full of confidence. “You thought that because this store caters for women that we would be an easy target. You thought wrong. Shop-lifting, armed-robbery, blackmail and extortion will not be tolerated” she added. This was met by sniggers and smirks from the thugs. “We have run the background checks and you all have criminal records. The Gendarme will be pleased by the signed confessions that you will sign” The mood turned with mumbles of malcontent and threats of violence. Without saying a word, Madame Michelle’s hands worked at her kimono and the room fell silent as it slid down to the floor whereupon she stepped out of it. BERDOING! My dick sprang instantly into rigidity at the sight of the sexy toned slender body of the petite mature Oriental. Completely topless, her firm fit body defied her years, putting girls a fraction of her age to shame. Her taut ribbed belly and lightly striated pectorals holding her beautifully rounded breasts firm was enough to get most men hard and these thugs were no exception. Possibly they didn’t notice or appreciate the sleek hard muscle lining her thighs or the hint of biceps veins on her firm arms, but I certainly did.
“I give you one last chance” the sexy-bodied woman spoke. “Orrrrr!” the men moaned as the lithe mature woman kept positioning her sensational body for maximum impact. “You like my body?” she asked needlessly with a seductive smile. “Would you like a million Euros? Each?” their eyes opened wide with greed. “Take me and it’s yours” she said. “No strings. Rape me and you walk out of here with the money in cash”. The men gave a nasty glance at me and a nervous look at the other women. “They will not interfere, I promise you” Michelle’s voice became huskier and more seductive, thrusting out her perfect firm breasts and slightly angling her upper body towards them to let their lustful eyes wander over her sensational curves. I saw them take a tentative step forwards then hesitate, the twitching in their trousers showed that they badly wanted her. “Well if you are not interested in having sex with this” she ran her hands suggestively along the lines of her body “and a million Euros each then my companions are itching to try out The Feminist Kick on real live male subjects” she smiled at their confusion “An extremely painful category of kicks that invariably results in castration of the male” Faced with a choice between getting kicked in the balls by a bunch of hard-kicking women or getting your hands on a topless mature Oriental woman with a knockout fit body and beautiful large rounded firm breasts what would do?
There is a misconception portrayed by films and TV that when a group of men have to fight a woman, they do so honourably one at a time. These weren’t honourable men. With some kind of pack mentality, they all closed in together on the petite topless woman in their midst. “You want some of this?” she brazenly taunted “come and get it, if you dare” she chuckled. Wearing nothing but a very sheer pair of tan coloured pantyhose over her sexy slender legs that frankly didn’t leave much to the imagination, the trouser bulges swiftly grew. Even I doubted that she could handle so many yobs at once. I could see them hold back. No doubt they had experienced capture and humiliation by the martial arts skills of her followers and were wisely cautious of such a blatant trap. Given her age, Michelle had the type of fit perfect body with firm breasts and a taut belly that made men lose control of their senses and begin thinking with their dicks and where they wanted to stick it. “Why! You guys are looking all hot and bothered” she smouldered placing her hands behind her head and thrusting out her breasts.
That was too much for some of the thugs and they rushed her together. The petite slim mature Oriental became a whirlwind of mind-blowing action, a sleight hot-bodied woman wearing nothing but a very sheer pair of nylons. “Eeeyah!” she yelled suddenly leaping high into the air astonishing them all as a long sleek sinuous leg arced around very fast. BERLAM-A-LAM-A-LAM! The sole of her foot slammed like a freight-train into the cheek of one man whipping his face right around sending him sprawling into his colleagues. Still airborne, her foot continued arcing around smashing across the face of another before slamming into the side of the neck of another who immediately fell senseless to the floor.
“Hai!” barely had her feet touched the floor than her right leg was arcing around again to pound her reinforced toes right on one guy’s sternum. “Yah!” With a sexy ferocious look upon her determined face her leg was a bright streak of reflected light flashing out to the side from his chest. WHOMP! “Orraghh!” the top of her shin pounded across the width of a second man’s upper stomach like hammering a taut drum with a baseball bat, the strength of the impact making her sleek thighs ripple with power. “Hah!” barely lowering her long leg it kicked high with the bulging of calves and strong inner thighs exposing the gusset of her tights as it powered the sole into the face of another, snapping his head towards the ceiling so fast he just fell over backwards to the floor.
The hard-bodied topless woman drove fearlessly right in the middle of the thugs, taking them by surprise by a near-naked female in their midst. Moving at eye-watering speed she outpaced their slow-witted confusion. “Hai!” her strong toned arms tensed and firm breasts bounced as her calves flexed into seriously hard muscular diamonds powering her from the floor in a mighty leap into the air towards a surprised looking tough. He only had time to stare in disbelief at the long slender nylon-sheathed thigh rising fast before the knee buried itself deep in his gut. WHUMP! “Baarppph!” his cheeks ballooned as the air was ripped violently from his lungs by the nimble flying near-nude.
Michelle was incredibly sexy looking, powerful and seemingly invincible wiping out this whole gang of men in a matter of seconds while her near-nudity proclaimed that this mature Karate babe was all woman. Landing lightly on her feet she instantly sprang to her toes and drove her right foot straight into another man’s face with such force that his knees turned to jelly. “Hai!” WHOCK! As he began to sink to his knees he threw out his hand as if to stop her coming closer. Showing no mercy the topless Oriental just bent back his fingers making him squeal and then struck again. “Yai!” her leg kicked up again, the sole slamming beneath his chin whipping his head back hard in a neck-cricking instant. “Eeeyah!” a terrifying loud cry escaped her lips as she pivoted fully around on one heel leaning forward thrusting out her tiny tight buttocks as her right leg flew outwards bent slightly at the knee in a beautiful aerodynamic form. BERLAM! Her right sole back-kicked his face so solidly that his head flew back in a spray of blood on collision course with the floor.
A leggy sexy fighting machine, she spun back to the man she had just kneed and who was creased over in agony clutching his stomach. Her hands darted out to grasp the back of his head as she swiftly moved close to his side. “Yah!” Too winded to cry out, the look of horror on his face said it all as a nylon-clad knee rose with dread speed towards his bowed face. WHOCK! With her hands upon the back of his head, blood sprayed in all directions as his ruined face tried to bounce up. As his knees hit the floor, the deadly mature Oriental raised both hands, open-palmed with the fingers rigid. “Hai!” Both hands slashed down upon the sides of the neck of the man kneeling before her. His eyes flew wide as his head jerked back in shock before closing as he collapsed unconscious, a utter ruined mess.
A shaven-headed muscular young thug moved in with his big fists raised. The slender topless Oriental faced him with her small fists up. Shockingly the thug slammed his fist straight towards her face. Her arms flashed up to block it but he was too strong and muscular and the force of the impact sent her to the floor. Sneering he knelt over her grasping her by her throat with one and raising his other hammer-like fist to finish her. Her left leg kicked straight up with her thick calves bulging, the top of her shin slamming across his mouth with such force there was a horrible crunching sound as his mouth grossly distorted.