Chapter 2. Strong Hand

By talking with some of the other, it seemed that our captors were interested in the advanced weaponry recorded in the ancient Vedic texts and those of the Bristlingdown hoard. In particular they were obsessed with the location of Mahishasura’s genitals. I deduced that they had found and excavated the remains of the mythological Demon Lord only to find a piece of him missing. The text describing his final battle with the Goddess Anahita [ECHO#05] had mentioned how his lustful ejaculations for the Amazon Goddess had caused plant-life to suddenly flourish. The military powers assumed that this was the Demon Lord’s dreadful weapon of which the Gods were afraid and sought it for their own ends as some biological super-weapon.

Back in the cells, Piyush, the young Indian man welcomed me. “Hi Jim. Do you remember me telling you about my aunty?” He asked after we swapped stories of our interrogation. “How could I forget” I replied, wishing I had an aunty with such a skilled hand. “Would you like for me to tell you what happened next? I think you will like it” he said. “Yes of course, go ahead” I encouraged him, interested in what else he had to say about his overweight dominant aunty.

“Move!” a loud hiss in my ear followed by a hard shove that pushed me out of bed rudely awakened me as I hit the cold floor. It was still night and silvery beams of a full moon bathed the room in a pale light. I looked around to see what had woken me and caught aunty Chanda’s full figure creeping up the interior staircase that led to the flat roof. Puzzled I got up off the floor and that’s when I noticed the faint glowing vertical line running from the skylight down to my bed. Curious I stepped forward to investigate and found that it was a fine thread with small beads of light travelling down along it. I peered closer and a sweet-smelling odour assailed me making me feel heady. I backed away quickly. Aunty had warned me when I first arrived that gypsies used this trick to rob people while they slept but I thought that she was just trying to scare me.

Violent banging and thumping noises with the occasional female sounding yelp of pain coming from above reminded me that aunty was up there facing who knows what. I was just debating whether to go up and help when a black-clad figure came tumbling down the stairs. “You leave my nephew alone bitch” my aunty said as she appeared in the doorway at the top. As the black-clad form disappeared into the gloom of the room, I rushed for the bedside lamp and switched it on.

After my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw that at the bottom of the stairs lay a slim young woman. That surprised me because I had been expecting a man. Not only that but she was a very beautiful young woman who looked no older than myself. She was dusky skinned with smoulderingly sultry looks in a small face with perfect features framed by luscious long black hair. Her nose was sleek and slender nose, below which was a small mouth with appealing pouting lips tense with nervous energy. She flashed me a glance and dark brown eyes with long lashes burned their way into my soul. God, she was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen. With slow cautious cat-like motions she got into a low crouch very close to the floor. Her eyes darted like a feral animal trapped between myself and aunty. She was slenderly built, perhaps around 5 foot 4 wearing a tight fitting black top and leggings that covered her body. I recognised her as Lambani or what you in the West more commonly call Romani or Gypsy. They are distantly related you know, through migrating nomads from India centuries ago. I have nothing against people who do honest work but don’t like those who live by thieving off others. Yes I know that there are good and bad in every community but around these wild isolated villages, aunty had told me that most were were nothing more than criminals and gangsters. I thought her generalisation racist. Maybe there were a few on the wrong side of the law but I thought the majority would be good folk. However I certainly never expected them to use such a lovely young girl for robbery.

In the blink of an eye and without a sound the young woman sprang right from the floor to an incredible height in the air and was rushing right towards me with her long slender legs scissoring wide apart, her foot aimed right at my face. I was so dumbstruck that I didn’t even begin to think to get out of the way when suddenly a large figure in a flimsy white nightshirt hurled herself off the stairs and rugby-tackled the girl in mid-air. I jumped back quickly in alarm as both women crashed to the floor close to my feet. BLAM! The jarring impact allowed the black-clad girl to slip auntie’s grasp, rolling away quickly then nimbly springing to her feet in one smooth continuous move like a circus acrobat. Her dark sultry eyes bore in my direction and I realised that I was blocking her only route of escape. As she took a confident step towards me, it me uneasy to realise that this lovely female saw me as the weakest link. She took another step towards me with a smile spreading on her lovely lips knowing that I was easy meat. Suddenly aunty leapt up behind her and stretched her hand towards the girl’s shoulder. As if she had eyes in the back of her head, the slim brunette spun with amazing speed and unleashed a furious whirlwind of punches and kicks towards poor aunty that would have been worthy of Angela Mao. BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM the speed was devastating and I knew that I wouldn’t have stood a chance against that. With incredible speed and stunning flexibility, the girl unleased a non-stop torrent of kicks to auntie’s head with her long slim legs. It sounded like a hailstorm and was afraid that I would be next. Her slender legs was a constant blur as they whipped aunty without mercy yet surprisingly the big woman just stood there and blocked them all with her arms. For such an overweight woman, her arms moved incredibly quickly yet that didn’t faze the girl who blasted a devastatingly fast series of punches into her fat gut. THUD THUD THUD “Unghh unghh” aunty grunted softly but otherwise barely flinched. I had never seen a woman do martial arts like this while actually in the same room before but instead of being turned on, I was concerned for aunty and also knew that once she had finished destroying her that she would come after me. I knew that I had no chance against the martial arts skills of this lethal beauty.

The young Lambani woman may have been lovely but her long legs pounded at auntie’s defences like a hyper-fast windmill. Aunty just stood there under constant bombardment and took it. Suddendly as quick as a viper her hand darted out and caught the girl’s foot while she executed another high kick towards her head. Yanking the girl close by the leg, aunty hammered her big pudgy fist right into her slim flat gut. WHUMP “Borrrrragh!” such an ugly sound came out of the beautiful young woman as her sultry face melted downwards into an ugly looking gasping mask of sheer agony. Standing next to aunty, the girl seemed to be only a slip of a thing. Her slender flat stomach was no match for auntie’s big fist which struck like the hammer of the Gods driven by her thick arm at such close range. The black-clad lethal beauty crumpled quickly with her torso snapping sharply forwards until it was at right angles around her cramped stomach with her shocked face looking at the floor. After what I’d seen of auntie’s hidden strength that day in the garden, I couldn’t bear to think of the awful devastation she could inflict with that fist.

Showing only cold emotion in her steely-hard face, aunty calmly raised her elbow above the girl’s bowed head and slammed the point down hard upon the back of her slim neck. WHUMP! The girl’s eyes flew wide open in shock and her mouth dropped wide open. Her black-clad body fell towards the floor until aunty caught her by the shoulders. Holding her up like a rag doll aunty snarled in a menacing voice “You attack a member of my family, you have me to answer to, bitch”. The very next second aunty hoisted the young woman into the air with one hand under her armpit and the other between her legs. The severely winded girl was propelled high above auntie’s head with ease. She probably wasn’t that heavy being very slender in build but aunty looked so powerful as she held her up in front of her while carrying her to the nearest wall. Not that the girl had given up the fight. With remarkable tenacity although clearly badly-winded, the young thief-woman delivered a short series of very flexible kicks that rocked auntie’s head and visibly made her very angry.

All of a sudden aunty body-slammed the girl down to the floor on her back. BERLAM! The girl arched up backwards like a bridge, her head thrown back with her mouth wide open gasping in pain. Much bigger and heavier than her opponent, aunty looked extremely powerful and dominant as she leant forward, grabbed the fighting girl’s legs then shoved them between her massive thighs. The hem of auntie’s nightshirt was pulled right up as the girl’s legs were yanked close to top of her wide legs. It was the first time that I’d seen her bare thighs and they looked very firm not flabby. The girl was certainly feisty and with amazing stamina flung her torso right off the floor in a tight U shape to punch aunty in the gut. WHAP! Her small fist sounded like it struck hard but instead of plunging deep into auntie’s flabby gut to my surprise it just sprang right back.

Unfortunately for the lovely wild young woman aunty caught one arm then the other and stuffed both together between her huge wide thighs alongside the girl’s legs. She looked like a weird human prawn bent forwards double hanging in mid-air from auntie’s legs like a limpet. Aunty looked down at her strangely held prisoner with such a look of unrivalled superiority that my dick was instantly rigid. The thief-girl who was already badly winded was clearly struggling to breathe with her body folded over like that. “Like kicking and punching people in their homes do you, bitch-thief” aunty snarled “I’ll soon fix that”. A look of fierce concentration came over auntie’s face and at first I didn’t understand what she was doing but then girl began to make strange gasps and groans of discomfort and I noticed a slight tremor in auntie’s thick wide thighs. Slowly she raised herself onto her toes and I gasped when her massive thick thighs ballooned up each with three unmistakable very thick slabs of quad muscle although softly defined. They swelled to an absolute enormous size looking powerfully hard. Auntie’s huge bulky thighs totally outsize the combined limbs of the young woman which looked so thin and frail in comparison. Such power emanated from auntie’s legs that I had a massive throbbing erection. CLOCK CLOCK CRACK SNAP such terrible popping and cracking noises came from between her huge legs and the girl threw back her head, rocking back and forth with mouth open wide. A gasping chilling scream escaped her winded lungs.

I looked on in pure horror as with a satisfied look aunty lowered her feet back down flat to the floor. Opening her legs, she seized the broken girl and pulled her so that she was kneeling in front of her with her back to her. As Aunty wrapped a massive thick arm tightly around the young woman’s throat, it looked so tiny in her big arm. At first I thought she was going to apply a sleeper hold and knock the girl out. My dick began to beat in anticipation as I never even suspected that aunty knew such a thing and was excited to watch. But as she clamped her hand around the crown of her head I realised her deadly intent. “No, aunty! Don’t kill her” I cried in horror as she prepared to break the girl’s neck. “Are you soft in the head, boy?” she asked glaring at me. Oddly her gaze softened and she spoke more gently to me than I was used to. “You do know that the bitch would have killed you without a moment’s thought?” she asked “Once you were under the influence of that knock-out liquid, she would have crept down from the roof like the thief she is and killed you without consideration in case you woke while she ransacked your possessions. She was probably after that laptop of yours”.

Aunty roughly spun the girl around and put one arm around her slender waist and pressed her face right back with her big plump hand cupped around her chin so that she was looking up at the ceiling, once again demonstrating her dominance. For the first time I got a good look at the girl’s clothes. Made from rough cotton dyed black, it fit her slender figure snugly. “Where’s her knife then?” I challenged noticing the flat lines of her clothes with no tell-tale bulges. “Are you blind, Boy? She is Kali-sect. Don’t you see what she wears? Didn’t you know that the Goddess Anahita gave the unarmed fighting arts to Indian women long before male soldiers stole the ideas and spread them to other races?” she lectured “Even the style she wears was copied by the Ninja”. “That should have given you a clue. Didn’t you see how she nearly kicked your head off? Or how nimbly she fought against me” Aunty continued. She pressed the girl’s face further back tilting it so that her sultry eyes were looking back at me. “Look at her. You think she is pretty?” I did. “The little tramp knows Kalitsu. The forbidden art which uses only techniques from other martial arts that kill, main and destroy” she said. How aunty knew that I did not know.

With one mighty surge, aunty lifted the broken girl into the air as if she hardly weighed anything at all. She then slammed her mid-way up against the wall her with her feet dangling off the floor with auntie’s thick arm across the top of her shoulders and throat pinning her against the wall. “My nephew has a sensitive nature and doesn’t want me to kill you because he finds you attractive” She told her right into her face. “He returns to Delhi in a few weeks. You will undoubtedly heal but if I ever see you around my house or family Piyush won’t be here to save you with his kind heart” she told her. She raised her thick right arm in front of the girl’s face and to my amazement flexed it. A big smooth solid mound rose up and there was no doubt that it was a real bicep. A very large solid thick shapely smooth mass of powerful hardness. Her forearms swelled and hardened too. The girl grew visibly agitated at the sight of the unexpectedly large firm bulge on the fat woman’s arm.

Smiling arrogantly aunty lowered her arm then BLAM! that muscle hammered her fist brutally hard into the young woman’s gut with such ferocity that the wall behind shook. Auntie’s pudgy fist sunk in so deep into her belly that surely it must have almost hit her backbone. The girl’s torso instantly wanted to fold sharply but was prevented from doing so by aunties forearm pressed across her throat. The girl’s face was an expression of pure misery as aunty let her drop to the floor at her feet. “Look away” she instructed glaring at me. I covered my eyes but couldn’t help peaking. I saw her shove the girls head between her massive thighs which completely swallowed it up. Suddenly those huge firm thighs bulged and looked dangerously powerful. “No, aunty you promised you wouldn’t kill her” I shouted knowing that the girl’s head would have no chance against auntie’s massive thighs. Aunty sighed and opened her legs. The girl fell out limply with her eyes shut, unconscious and not dead.