It's been ages since I posted a story so here is a commission I have been working on. I should have another commission I am finishing up posted soon. Hope everyone enjoys!
Natacha The Sexy Swede
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windows screenshotRussia was known for having crazy and way over the top things, and Krupnik’s Bikini Car Wash was unlike anything, found anywhere else. Krupnik only employed drop dead gorgeous girls who were willing to wash cars in hardly any clothing at all, most of the girls former strippers who made just as much cash. Today Natacha and Geneva were teamed up together and the two breath taking blonde beauties hated each other with a passion. Having worked together in the past, the duo almost came to blows at shift end, and the first hour of washing cars had both girls blood boiling as they bickered back and forth.
“After this is over I am going to fuckin kill you!” Natacha shrieked and stormed over to where a line of cars was forming, horny guys honking their horns and yelling out the windows screaming at the two beautiful blondes. Geneva stuck her middle finger in Natacha’s direction, then bent over and smacked her incredible ass, “Kiss this slut!” she hissed back. The day wore on slowly for the two who traded barbs and insults, sexily washing cars collecting obscene amounts of tips, while their attitudes were getting cattier by the second. The girls continued to work in the chilly air, neither blonde beauty wearing more than a stitch of clothing – and the little they had on was now soaked providing scant covering of their Centerfold like bodies. Natacha continued soaping up the car, the men on the inside starring at the Swede’s breasts as they flopped about as she continued to sexily rub the shammy over the side the windows.
The day was almost done for the now dripping wet beauties who were now down to their last car to wash, and their tempers were flaring. Geneva hosed the car down and laughed, “Maybe with the money you made today you could get some new make up to cover that ugly face…or get some liposuction from that fat ass!” The Swede glared at Geneva from the driver’s side of the car, a look of rage on her face. Natacha shrieked, “You miserable cxnt!” The Swede threw her soapy sponge flying over the hood of the car splattering directly into Geneva’s breasts. SPLAT! The sponge hit Geneva’s mounds and oh so slowly slid down over the dripping wet melons before dropping to the ground. Geneva didn’t miss a beat, smiling she spun the hose in her hand and began spraying the Swede with the freezing cold water, “Wooooopsss! I missed the car…your stinky fat ass needed a bath anyways Mrs. Piggie!”
Icy water blasted Natacha’s face, the Swede screaming out in rage, “You bitch!” When Geneva stopped squirting the water, Natacha’s body was soaking wet, the cotton thong and make shift white tied together T-shirt were all but see through, and her now rock hard nipples stood at full attention, “Try that again and I’m going to shove that hose up your ass!”
Geneva chuckled, “Try what…this?” and sprayed the hose again. Water shot out again and another icy blast splashed over the screaming Swede, the Geneva laughing spraying another jolt of water, “What is your lard ass going to do about it slut?”
Natacha was shrieking at Geneva from the other side of the car, and Geneva tossed the hose and sponge to the ground and screamed back at the Swede. Geneva had enough and charged around the front of the car ready to go at the blonde bitch. The beautiful Swede threw a series of body shots hammering into Geneva's torso, but they weren't enough to halt the powerful onward rush of her attacker. Geneva wrapped her arms around Natacha's shoulders and launched herself forward sending the blonde screaming and crashing to the ground. The car full off guys watched in awe as the two blonde Goddesses’ went about an all out war on each others hair. Both girls’ faces were masks of anguish as both beauties were ripping and tugging on each other’s long manes. Screams filled the air as the bodies rolled over one another fighting for the dominant position as the wagged war on the other’s long locks.
What a display as Natacha rolled to the side, kicking into Geneva’s stomach, the Swede pulling for all she was worth trying to rip a clump of hair from the blonde’s head. Geneva took the kick in stride and spun her body on top of Natacha still yanking on the Swede’s hair. Both girls continued ripping and tugging wildly again rolling in a tightly wound ball going over and over one another. The little clothes they wore were sopping wet and almost translucent, dripping wet and shielding neither body from the onlookers in the car who watched the war unfolding. Now it was Natacha who momentarily seemed to have the upper hand, the Swede using her hair hold to slam the back of Geneva’s head to the concrete. Geneva saw stars as the back of her head exploded with pain meeting the concrete, but the blonde spun slightly and yanked downward on Natacha’s hair reversing the rolls.
Trapped under the weight of Geneva's upper-body, Natacha took the opportunity to pepper her attacker’s washboard stomach with repeated rights and lefts and Geneva grunted as each body blow dug into her gut. The Swede’s punches were wearing on her, and knowing her body couldn't take a lot of that kind of abuse, Geneva powerfully lifted her knee flying upward. Geneva's kneecap slammed upward and caught Natacha under the chin, sending her flying backward. The Swede landed hard - her gorgeous breasts bouncing on the smooth pavement as she took a few seconds to open and close her aching mouth stunned from the powerful shot.
Sitting up, Natacha shook her head in angry denial, reached down and pulled up on the soaking wet material now draped across her big, beautiful breasts – covering as much flesh as she could as the ties holding her shirt together were sliding apart. Geneva took note and sneered, "Don't worry, I'm gonna tear 'them fake fuckin balloons right off your chest cxnt!"
The busty Swede pushed off the concrete, and spun to her feet and resumed her fighting position. The blonde’s were a site to see, both bodies dripping wet and glistening in the now setting sun, and wasting no more time Geneva took the fight back to the busty Swede, screaming out as she charged at Natacha. The brave Swede stood her ground and pumped fists slamming into Geneva like a wild woman, punches blasting into Geneva’s ribs and stomach. Geneva felt the impact of each punch, but continued her forward charge until she caught two handfuls of Natacha's long, dripping wet hair. “Myyyy hairrr!” Natacha squealed as Geneva jerked her forward by her long locks, a look of rage painted on her face. Building momentum, Geneva shuffled back, then twisted and flung Natacha shooting’s incredible body speeding forward.
Eyes wide, the blonde was helpless to slow her momentum, and the Swede slammed face first into the side of the car the girls were washing only seconds ago. Face plastered to the window, Natacha stood momentarily motionless trying to get her bearing, the group of guys in the car were now recording the unbelievable action on their cell phones, screaming and cheering the two knockouts on. Geneva wasn't waiting for Natacha to turn around and the blonde chugged forward covering the distance with surprising quickness. Geneva launched her speeding frame into the air brutally squashing Natacha's soaking body between her and the side of the car. The force of the impact knocked the air out of Natacha's lungs and she struggled to remain on her feet as the car jostled back and forth.
Geneva grabbed a handful of Natacha's luxurious locks, ripped back on the Swede’s head, and slammed her face against the car. Geneva hissed, “You ugly skank!” again slamming the blonde’s nose crumpling flat against the metal of the car. Natacha groaned and her arms wearily fell to her sides as her head thoughts were foggy. One hair tied around the blonde’s locks, the other found the back of her sopping wet white T-shirt. “Time to humiliate you, you good for nothing piece of shit!” Geneva screamed. From there, Geneva had no trouble peeling the dripping wet, and barely functional white top from Natacha’s breasts in one violent tug. Natacha's big, wonderful breasts were suddenly exposed and she was in no condition to do anything about it, Geneva laughing as she stepped back a couple of feet tossing the wet T-shirt to the ground.
The guys in the car were speechless, staring out the driver window to see, jiggling inches away from the tinted glass, a pair of the most amazing fake breasts they had ever seen. Big, beautiful, and completely bare they swung side to side, the generous areola surrounded flawless, rock hard nipples. Mouths inside the car were watering, when the perfect pair of tits were suddenly pancaked flat against the driver side window. A painful scream filtered in through closed windows, and the entire car rocked from side-to-side as the breasts were flattened against the glass. The two beefy silicone sacks covered the window and the guys were screaming watching the blonde’s battling, Natacha now getting the shit kicked out of her. Geneva had once again hurled her body flying into Natacha's, squashing the Swede painfully pressing her naked boobs into the window.
When Geneva stepped back this time, Natacha slid down the side of the car and crumpled to the pavement. Lying flat on her back, Natacha's perfect 34D's settled on her chest and the Swede struggled to get her composure unsure what was happening to her as her head spun. Geneva stepped over the aching Goddess, reached down and gave each of her nipples a playful -but quite painful - pinch! “My tits!” Natacha suddenly shrieked. Geneva smiled, still pinching the Swede’s rock hard erect and aching nipples "Oh goody! Now were gonna have some fun, slut!” “Itttt hurrrtsss!” Natacha screamed in pain as both her rock hard nipples were spun clockwise then back, just like radio dials, around and around. Geneva’s concentration was suddenly broken as the driver’s window was sliding down, the horny male’s tongue hanging out watching the Swede’s nipples pulled in quiet an erotic display.
Geneva let the blonde’s aching beef tips go, only to wrap her hands tightly in the blonde’s long locks. Geneva screamed, “Time to let these boys have some fun with you tramp!” In one quick heave Natacha was hair hauled up to her feet, and the shocked Swede was pushed forward chest first against the car. This time her meaty mounds never met resistance as they filled the now wide-open driver’s window until her neck met the metal of the car roof preventing her from going further. Howls and yells filled the car as the blonde’s flopping 34D breasts were thrust inside the car, Natacha screaming as her hair was shook from behind keeping her body held in place. The driver stared at the silicone filled sacks, slow to react, unlike the person who was riding shotgun whose hands now began to fondle the meaty mounds.
“Myyyy Goooodddd!!! Getttt off myyyy boooobbbss!” Natacha screamed as her breasts were grouped, the other guys in the car now fighting to squeeze and fondle the blonde’s big breasts. Natacha was doing all she could to free her hair, and stay standing, and the busty beauty soon felt hands all over her prized breasts! “Lettt meee gooo! Pleasseeeeee!” the blonde shrieked as Geneva kept shaking her like a rag doll to and fro, keeping the blonde pinned in place against the side of the car. Each of the four guys in the car were squeezing and grouping the blonde’s melon’s, the driver has a tight grip on the base of the blonde’s orbs and began trying to pull the blonde in the car with them. Natacha’s hands were pushing against the frame of the car, the screaming blonde’s upper half being pushed down now in an effort to slide her inside with the horny guys. Geneva still had two handfuls of hair and ripped back and then slammed Natacha’s forehead into the metal frame, the Swede seeing stars and losing all fight.
Natacha’s body was about to crumble to the ground, her forehead blazing with pain yet Geneva’s tight hair hold held the beauty erect. The driver continued pulling the blonde forward holding on to her tits for dear life, and slowly Natacha’s feet left the ground as her upper body began to slowly slide inside the car. Natacha was in mid scream when suddenly the driver’s mouth covered hers and as he continued to squeeze away at her breasts he jammed his tongue down her throat. Natacha fought like a trapped animal, her instincts in over drive as she bit down on his tongue, then pried her head back outside the vehicle. Geneva was still pushing her forward, and Natacha’s breasts were groped a few more times until the sobbing Swede fell to the ground in shock. Geneva taunted the aching Goddess, “Don’t worry boys you can have the trash after I have had my fun!”
Sheepishly Natacha looked up. Directly above her stood Geneva, legs spread over her own fallen body, an open invitation if ever there was one. With reckless abandon, Natacha lurched her body upward and pumped her clenched fist flying forward and hammering directly into Geneva's pussy. "UUUUUGGGHHHHHH!!!" Geneva moaned as she stumbled forward with her hands between her legs. The wounded blonde leaned on the car to keep from falling to the ground, pain filling her lower body, the jarring blow coming out of no where to catch her unaware. Desperately, Natacha rolled to the side, then slowly made her way to her feet with a look of fury on her face, staring at the injured Geneva. Natacha paused to glance down at her own bare breasts her nipples aching, and the meaty melons sore from all the rough male groping.
Geneva was still whimpering off to the side of the car, hunched over at waist level with her hands buried in her crotch massaging away the pain. With cat-like quickness, Natacha screamed, “I am gonna fuckin kill you!” The topless warrior sent a thrust-kick directly at Geneva's jaw. The busty blonde’s head flew back slamming into the car door, then she dropped to the pavement like a sack of potatoes. Natacha took a seat on Geneva's back, positioning herself so that she could face Geneva's ass. Now in control, the Swede smiled, slid her hands forward and grabbed two handfuls of Geneva's panties. “Let’s see how you like it!” Natacha yelled. With rough, powerful tugs, Natacha yanked the string bikini deeper into Geneva's ass crack immediately causing the pinned down blonde to buck and trash.
As the thong stretched upward over Geneva's back, the trapped blonde wailed as the underwear was painfully digging into the soft, sensitive flesh “Stttopppp…You bitch!!!!” Natacha pulled harder and harder on the thong until, slowly, her nails began to slice through the expanding lace, producing a series of short ripping noises. The sound made Natacha smile and encouraged her to pull even harder, ready to strip the slut naked. When Geneva heard her panties beginning to tear, she immediately started begging Natacha to stop, “Please…get off of me…we can work this out!”
“Fuck you!” Natacha snarled. Now smiling, she looked down at Geneva's clenched ass cheeks and began to whack at them furiously with her open hand. One hand held the bikini bottom still tugging outward, while her other hand whacked away at the rapidly reddening ass cheek. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK. Over and over the Swede wildly spanked while Geneva cried and pleaded, begging Natacha to get off her. “You act like a bitch and I’ll spank you like a little bitch!” Natacha hissed, continuing to whack aware at the blistered derriere of her rival. Five, six, seven open handed smacks blistered into the blonde’s burning behind, and Geneva was begging for her attacker to show mercy.
After the brutal spanking session, Natacha let Geneva's partially torn thong snap back on the trapped beauties backside. Sensing some relief, Geneva finally let her body relax as the pain from the wedgie began to subside, slowly she began unclenching her butt cheeks, one bright red with hand prints displayed over the burning flesh. “You like stripping peoples clothes you filthy whore?” Natacha screamed, grabbing onto the back of Geneva’s barely their white T-shirt and secured a tight grip on the soaking wet material. The Swede spun and rolled Geneva over until the blonde was flat onto her back, then roughly yanked the material right off the stunned beauties body in one quick tug. Geneva's enormous tits wobbled around before finally oozing down to rest on the sides of her chest.
image hosting over 5mbWith nothing but cruel intentions, Natacha sat her ass directly on Geneva's pretty face, her sweaty crotch covering the blonde’s head. Savagely, the Swede began torturing Geneva's incredible boobs: slaps, pinches, gouges, twists, punches all wrought havoc on the flopping melons. Geneva wailed like a banshee, the blonde’s arms were pinned to the concrete and was helpless as the Swede went wild on her orbs returning the favor ten fold from moments ago. Natacha attacked the globes of perfection with pure hatred, bruising and battering Geneva's swelling bosom. Geneva was trapped with her nose and mouth snugly wedged under Natacha's pussy, and only a miniscule layer of thin cotton thong came between Natacha's pussy and Geneva's face.
Natacha loved the sensation of revenge, the blonde gouging and raking her trapped rival’s tits like a wild woman. Nail marks coated the blonde’s beautiful bosom, and Natacha changed tactics again and balled fists began slamming downward. Poor Geneva’s breasts were hammered, side to side, back and forth the globes jiggled and bounced, all the while she was powerless to stop Natacha's vengeance, and she was sure the enraged Swede had no intention of relenting until she totally destroyed her. Either pass out form the pain, or lack of air, the trapped warrior had to do something and soon. Thump, thump, thump, her tits were being blistered by punches, and in an act of total desperation, Geneva opened her mouth as wide as she could. She waited to feel Natacha's warmth sink into her gaping mouth and then, and then with a mouthful of Natacha's lusciousness, she clamped her jaws shut!
“EEEEIIIIHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Natacha let out an ear-piercing screech as she dove off of Geneva, her pussy savagely bitten, the Swede rolling and flopping like a fish out of water in pure agony. Geneva lay sprawled on the pavement a moment, then curled her legs in close to her body, stretching her thong back into place. Moving on to a much sorer area, slowly Geneva turned her attention to her ravaged and swollen breasts, her hands cupping the aching orbs, which were already showing signs of the abuse. Geneva sat in pain for a few seconds staring at the Swede whose hands were clamped on her throbbing pussy, Geneva wanting to smile knowing how much pain she had inflicted with the savage bite. The blonde stumbled to her feet and with a look of hatred on her face latched onto Natacha’s hair screaming, “You are going to fuckin pay!” and ripped the blonde to her feet.
“Myyyy haiiiirrr!” Natacha screamed as Geneva began spinning around and around, Natacha’ shrieking as she was spun around by the hair. Big breasts flopping about, Natacha went in a circle as the wild attacker spun her faster and faster. Natacha’s footing almost gave out and with a powerful shove, the half naked blonde sent Natacha sailing into the shrubbery separating the parking lot and the park. Natacha wailed in agony, a clump of her lovely long locks was ripped form her scalp. The sobbing Swede tumbled head first into a small bush, but the momentum sent her tumbling body rolling through the landscaping and onto to the other side of the greenery and around and around her body spun down the steep embankment rolling over at least ten times before she lay at the bottom of the hill.
The Swede was totally disoriented and never got her bearing when Geneva leapt over the shrubs charged full steam down the hill. Screaming, Geneva plowed right into the dazed blonde who was just getting to her feet, sinking her shoulder into Natacha's tight belly. It was a perfect tackle and Geneva's body came crashing down hard on top of Natacha, knocking the wind right out of the Swede. Natacha had been stunned by the initial impact, but having Geneva landing on top of her really incapacitated her. Geneva quickly placed her palms on Natacha's naked tits and painfully clamped down, gripping them tightly, then pushing down, forcing the firm silicone filled sacks to painfully flatten against her chest. Shrieking Geneva went to work destroying the blonde’s D cup bombs.
The Swede screamed as Geneva began paying her back from the breast attack moments ago. Geneva quickly pinned the blonde’s arms to the grass with her legs, and her hands never left the Swede’s prized breasts. Grabbing as much as she could hold, Geneva yelled, “How much silicone did you stuff in here slut?” Natacha never answered, the blonde somehow trying to free herself from the hellacious torment as her implants were being crushed. Openly sobbing, the Swede was helpless; Geneva’s talons were now savagely going her breasts, the blonde’s freshly manicured nails wrecking havoc on the sensitive orbs. Another shriek of agony echoed out as Geneva began targeting Natacha’s tender beef tips, again spinning them like they were dials. Pushing herself upward using Natacha’s mounds, Geneva got her feet under her. She released her grip and Natacha quickly covered her exposed tits as she whimpered in anguish, her breasts burning beyond belief.
image hosting 10mb limit Natacha's open sobbing was abruptly cut short as Geneva stomped down on her flat tummy. Natacha curled up clutched her aching stomach with her left arm, while her right arm maintained guard duty over her awesome breasts. A brutal kick to her right arm flattened her tits against her chest bone, and the Swede spun over lying flat on her back and staring up at the cloud filled sky. Not wasting any time, Geneva dropped astride Natacha's amazing chest, the blonde’s weight crushing Natacha's tits beneath her and flattening them painfully against her chest bone. Furiously, the trapped beauty tried to buck Geneva off her but it was no use – once again her arms were pinned to her sides; her legs kick to no avail and her lean, sexy body was being crushed by Geneva's weight. Geneva teased Natacha's miniscule thong for a few seconds making the sexy Swede squirm uncomfortably. Geneva got a firm grip on Natacha's thong with her right hand and ripped upward, a shriek filled the air.
From her helpless position, Natacha bucked side to side, her panties pulled snug against her still aching and abused pussy. Geneva teasingly tugged the little thong upward as she continued to taunt the trapped beauty, “You thought you could beat me? Really you worthless whore?” Geneva had the tiny thong digging right into Natacha's sensitive pussy and the pretty girl groaned in agony as the stretchy material reached the limit of its elasticity. But despite her efforts Geneva was disappointed as her eyes noticed the blonde was shaven down below. As the swatch of soaping wet cotton grew thinner and thinner, and revealed more and more of Natacha's flesh, she couldn't find a single trace of Natacha's pussy hair, the blonde luckily shaved it off for Geneva had every intention of ripping off any stray hair she found down there.
Geneva latched onto Natacha's panties with both hands, brutally tugging them high in the air. “Pllleassse stoooppp!” A shrill squeal escaped Natacha as her tender pussy was split in two by the invading thong. Her luscious lips popped out on both sides of the now thinning string, dissecting her delicate nether region. As Geneva rocked from one side to the other, Natacha managed to work her left arm out from under Geneva's leg. Geneva didn't seem to notice as she continued to wrench Natacha's thong in all directions. The Swede gritted her teeth, enduring the painful, two-handed wedgie like a true champion. Then Natacha cocked her left arm back and hit Geneva between her shoulder blades. The blow to the blondes broad back sent her lurching forward and instantly the tension of the wedgie eased.
Geneva had caught herself on her hands and knees, hovering above Natacha's body. The blonde was stunned by the attack and although she had her long arms locked out straight, Natacha sent both of her feet blasting up right into Geneva's exposed breasts. Geneva's body snapped backward and Natacha bucked her hips, the aching warrior now free from the attack. Geneva groaned as she fell to the ground cradling her aching boobs, pissed off at her own carelessness. Natacha desperately rolled to her side, creating some separation from Geneva, the Swede struggled to her feet. Her entire body hurt, her tits were aching and her pussy was throbbing and wearily she staggered back a few steps, stumbling back closer to the small pond behind her as she kept her eyes on Geneva's agonized figure lying motionless on the thick, green grass.
Slowly and painfully, Natacha reached down and plucked her soaking wet buried thong out of her abused pussy. The beautiful girl winced as she extricated the cotton from between the swollen lips. Then slowly Natacha reached back with her right hand and snapped her thong back into a more comfortable place, before her hands came up and covered her swollen and scratched tits. The few seconds had allowed Geneva time to rise to her knees, still covering her battered and bruised breasts. The aching Swede was still moaning and rubbing her battered breasts, Natacha then cleared her long, wild hair from in front of her face, and Natacha’s eyes grew wide as saucers. Geneva was charging right at her, the blonde’s naked tits swung violently with each step, and Natacha's panic stricken face was a perfect indicator of fear as she stood, petrified like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming truck and tried to brace herself for the impact.
Natacha uttered an agonized, "OOOOooooommphhh!" when Geneva's shoulder drilled her in her flexed abs. The impact sent both battle-babes airborne and with a huge splash they smacked down on the once tranquil surface of the small pond. Geneva's mass drove Natacha straight down to the shallow bottom of the pond, the Swede stunned as the cool water disoriented all her senses. Geneva quickly popped up to the surface and shrieked from the cold, as the chilly water immediately had an effect on her big, thick nipples, both springing out from the wide areola, stiff as could be. Geneva wiped the wet strands of hair from her face, then reached down to pull her sagging, water-logged panties back into place as she waited for Natacha to surface.
Slowly, Natacha's body rose out of the water and like Geneva, Natacha's stiff nipples also indicated the icy temperature of the water. The gorgeous Swede wiped her matted hair from her face, and as she did, Geneva delivered a hard right cross, knuckles leading the way, right into the blonde’s lips. The blow twisted Natacha's whole body as she struggled to stay on her feet. Her head spun to the side and then snapped back – right into a knuckle sandwich. Natacha wailed, her nose driven into her skull, and then clumsily she fell back in the cold, cold water. Geneva wasted no time and reached below the surface for a handful of Natacha's hair. With a good grip, Geneva dragged Natacha's body out of the water. Screams from both beauties filled the air, Natacha’s a pain filled shriek while Geneva’s was filled with rage.
They were several feet into the pond and the water was near Natacha's trim waist. Geneva held Natacha steady with her left hand wrapped in her long locks, the Geneva’s right fist went to work. CRACK, CRACK, CRACK. Three straight punches to the face, the first busting the blonde’s lips open, the second hitting her left eye, and the third a shot to the cheek. Geneva followed the third punch up by plunging Natacha's head into the water. Natacha tried to resist but Geneva was in control, shouting "I'm a gonna drown your tired lil ass now, slut!"
Natacha furiously slapped at Geneva's arms but it was useless as Geneva lifted Natacha's face out of the water and the pretty blonde emerged gasping and wheezing, desperate for oxygen, and dry land. Geneva only gave her a second before delivering another punch flattening her nose against her face. Natacha’s body reacted by spinning to the side, but the Swede was hair hauled into place and again her model like face was hammered with punches. THUMP, THUMP, THUMP. The power packed punches had the Swede seeing stars and the blonde’s upper lip dribbled blood over her bright white teeth. "Bye, bye, bitch!" Geneva shouted before plunging Natacha's head back underwater. Again, Natacha slapped and clawed at Geneva's arms, trying to break free as she splashed wildly in the freezing water.
Yet again Geneva hoisted the battered babe up by the hair, and Natacha’s eyes were shut, the blonde’s head snapping to the side as her cheek took another blow. Head lolling side to side the blonde was like a puppet on strings as her face was bashed by knuckles, her cheek already swollen. SPALSH! Back under the water the blonde’s head went and timed seemed to drag on for Geneva. Natacha's escape effort decreased dramatically, and then finally subsided entirely and Geneva sensed that Natacha had finally passed out.
Heaving up the lifeless Swede with two handfuls of damp hair, Geneva spun her victim around so the group of guys from the car could get a good look at the beaten skank. Geneva held her unconscious victim upright and after losing her grip a few times, Geneva finally got Natacha in a hold so she couldn't just slip away. Locking the defenseless damsel in a full nelson, Geneva playfully bobbed Natacha's lifeless body up and down in the water; the poor girl's firm breasts bouncing majestically as the jaded crowd cheered. The group of guys that were in the car were stunned, starring in awe as Geneva paraded Natacha’s incredible body around in the shallow, icy water.
Geneva smiled, and invited them to witness Natacha's humiliation from the front row, "C'mon y'all! Don't be shy…she wanted you to play with her!” Geneva waded through the shallow water, pushing Natacha’s limp form forward and making her way to the grassy edge of the pond. Slowly the group descended the hill, and watched as Geneva dragged Natacha's body ashore, the Swede barley stirring. Geneva backed up onto the grass shore as she continued to drag Natacha's still-motionless body ashore, the Swede hauled up on the damp grass. Geneva smiled wickedly as the stunned group of guys approached the scene, each one with an erection barely contained by their shorts.
Natacha’s limp body slumped to the ground when Geneva released the hold, and everyone starred slack jawed. Geneva wasted little time latching onto the blonde’s dripping wet thong and the in charge blonde whisked them off Natacha’s hips exposing her balded pussy. Thong in hand Geneva tied one end of the stretched out material around Natacha's slender right wrist, the Swede moaning softly as the material tightened and then her arm was pulled behind her. Natacha’s sopping wet tits glistened in the sun, and were thrust out to the leering onlookers as her right arm was pulled behind her. Geneva grabbed the top of the thong, and held onto Natacha's hammer locked wrist and held onto it as she reached for Natacha's left arm which hanging limply.
The guys stood stunned, and couldn't believe what they were witnessing; in seconds the Swede’s arms were tied behind her back. Natacha’s tits were swollen, gouged by nails marks and already turning purple. The poor beauties face looked like a mask, puffy and discoloring, her upper lip split open and dripping blood over her teeth. When Natacha awoke she couldn’t move her arms, the blonde’s eyes opening to total darkness. Her heart dropped as she appeared to be moving and quickly, the Swede having no idea she was locked in the trunk of the 4 guys car she was washing only a half an hour ago going who knew where.
