Tales of Female Martial Arts Supremacy

A Tale of Female Martial Arts Supremacy By Kicked72 Part 5 of 5: The Finale, Act 4 (Torture, Execution, Peace) Hanging Boss, Kicking Girl The pulley had now reached a height of almost twelve meters above the floor. That’s where the young female warrior stopped it: calmly, she checked that the height was adequate for her next move. Then she spoke to the man who was agonising under her feet: ‘We have come to the end of this journey: this is your last station, filthy pig! This how you die!’,  she said with a calm but severe tone. As soon as she said those words, the barefoot girl jumped into the air, always using the body of the boss as her trampoline. As she jumped, she simultaneously released the chains that held the ankles of the criminal. The girl’s swift action made the man’s body move from a parallel to a perpendicular position to the floor. Once again, the boss was now hanging by his wrists, which were tied above his head: he groaned in pain as the weight of his entire body was...

A tale of Female Martial Arts Supremacy by Kicked72 Part 5 of 5: The Finale, Act 3 Female Feet Fury on the Tatami Right in the centre of the tatami, the female martial artist was standing victorious over the blessed body of the big boss. She looked down on him with a mixture of contempt, disgust, and superiority: one of her feet was resting on her enemy’s groin and the other one was planted on his chest. Both parts had been recently blasted by thunderous double kicks from her, topping up the countless strikes that she had previously delivered to her hopeless male opponent. The young woman knew that by simply trampling on him with her full weight she was putting her enemy in unspeakable agony. One of the girl’s hands was up in the air maneuvering a big wired remote control which had just brought a huge mechanical pulley down from the hangar’s ceiling. When the pulley had reached a height that she deemed appropriate for what she needed to do next, she elegantly let the control hang loose...