A member of Deviant Art called Dangerfan came up with an idea of a gang of female criminals he called the Purple Vixens, and invited artists to do pictures of crime fighting girls batting them. Examples, including a couple by myself, can be seen here,
http://dangerfan.deviantart.com/gallery/I've also written a short story on this subject, it's probably a little different from most stories here at FCF, as it's a very tough girl beating the daylights out of multiple opponents, not what you usually see here.
Vixens get a taste of honey, and it hurts!
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"Well ladies," the speaker was a very beautiful woman called Juliet, "we've got the priceless jewels we came for, time to get back into our vixen outfits."
There were five women present, all of them members of the notorious female crime gang the Purple Vixens. Normally they'd wear their distinctive vixen uniforms, but this caper required them to be clad in a different manner. Their target was a collection of mediaeval jewellery on show in a museum, protected of course by a number of alarms. And a rather dim witted young caretaker, who a pretty vixen had flirted with, quickly entrancing the gullible young man. She'd told him she was a fashion model, that she and four friends of hers would love to do a fashion shoot in the grand old museum, and wear those lovely jewels displayed therein. She introduced him to the girls she'd told him of, and how the clothes they wanted to model were very sexy. If Charlie, that being his name, had any common sense he'd never have agreed, but his mind, not forgetting his groin, was filled with lust as he thought of feasting his eyes on these babes in minimal attire! So, on the chosen night, after the museum had closed to the public, he admitted the girls, having already switched off the alarms to the glass case containing the jewels. Juliet then pushed a chloroform soaked gag over his nose, and he slumped into a blissful sleep, dreaming of the scantily clad girls he'd briefly seen.
And scantily clad they were. Juliet;s curvy figure was partially covered by a black leotard, her legs in black tights, while beside her was a brunette named Sandra, whose grey mini-skirt was so short that if she bent over even slightly her pink panties were visible, and her pale blue top fitted tightly enough so make the nipples of her substantial breasts apparent to the eye. "The little creep," Sandra commented, "thought he was going to screw me, as if!"
"I think he's cute." It was a tall woman called Ursula who'd replied. Her light brown hair was tied back in a long pony tail, the sleeveless yellow blouse she wore was tied up in a bow under her magnificent breasts, causing a deep cleavage, while a matching yellow skirt covered her thighs, and not much more.
"Yea, not much brains, but he is kind'a sweet." This opinion was offered by Lisa, a sultry looking girl with long, straight black hair, whose voluptuous curves were clad in a red cut away swimsuit, so tight that her nether regions and pubic hair produced a prominent bulge. "What do you think Sonja?" she continued, "you're the expert on men. After all, you do seem to be working your way through the entire male population."
Sonja was a blonde beauty attired in a tiny green coloured bikini. "I've seen better," she grinned, "but I've fucked worse."
"Ladies please!" Juliet scolded. "Can we keep our minds on the jewels, not Charlie. And Sonja, I've told you before that vixens do not use unladylike language."
Sonja would have apologised, but before she could do so, the door opened and another woman entered the room. "Hi." She greeted them. She was a petite young woman, clad in jeans and a t-shirt. and for a second the vixens stared at her in astonishment as she walked casually to the rooms centre. "Who," Juliet demanded, "are you?"
"And how the fuck did you get in here?" Sonja added.
"They call me Honey, because I'm so sweet," the newcomer replied, "as to how I got in, well, I didn't have someone to unlock the door, as you did, but an ex-boyfriend was a burglar. He's reformed now, but he taught me a few tricks."
"And how the fuck did you know about us?" Sonja shouted.
"Will you stop speaking like a working class whore?" Admonished Juliet, who was now regaining her composure. "However," she turned to face Honey, "how did you know of us?"
"You have a traitor in your ranks, she told me of this caper. Now I'll call the cops and we all make ourselves comfortable while we wait for them to arrive."
There was a few seconds silence, then all five vixens burst out laughing. "Honey, or whatever your real name is, you must have no brains. There are one of you and ooh, how many of us?"
"I'm no good at maths." said Ursula, "but I make it five."
"Yes, five! Now all we have to do is tie you up and then we're away."
"Ought to work the cow over a bit first!" Sonja spat.
"Oh we will," Juliet assured her. "A black eye and a split lip will teach this bitch not to mess with vixens. They may call her Honey, but by the time we're finished with her she'll be bitter!"
"Please, don't force me to be violent, I get carried away once I start hitting people." Honey moved her body slightly as she spoke, to make sure she was ready for action.
Ursula advanced, her height advantage over Honey becoming more apparent as she neared her. "I don't believe this bitch!"
It was Ursula's intention to restrain Honey but her assumption that she'd have no trouble overpowering the smaller girl was quickly dispelled, for as she approached the diminutive girl delivered a high kick, moving forward on her standing foot as she did so, to put all her weight behind the blow, which connected with Ursula's pretty face with such force that the bigger girl was rocked back several feet. And her nose wasn't merely broken, but shattered into a dozen pieces of splintered bone, with a stream of blood flowing from it, running down her neck and then over her breasts! Screaming, she put both hands over her injured face, hysterical.
"Bloody hell!" The swimsuit clad Lisa gasped, her startled gaze fixed on Ursula. While her attention was on her injured colleague it presented Honey with the chance to deliver a text book kick, just like when she did martial arts demonstrations, where she regularly broke planks of wood with her feet. The target of the kick she now delivered was much more vulnerable, for it was Lisa's crotch which suffered this wounding blow!
"God, right in the crotch!" Sandra cried, as in an unconscious movement she put her hands protectively over the front of her skirt.
A screaming Lisa clutched at her womanhood, and would have fallen to the floor but Honey, pirouetting like a ballerina, sent a roundhouse kick into her jaw, breaking it and sending the brunette reeling across the room till she hit the wall and slumped, unconscious, to the floor.
When Lisa came to she'd have terrible pain in her jaw, and much more severe agony in her wounded womanhood! Internally the damage was dreadful, nerves being severed and blood vessels burst. Swelling was already apparent, putting pressure on the swimsuit material at the crotch, which would soon become black from the bruising, while her clitoris was torn and bleeding. It was going to be a long time before Lisa would be fooling around again!
Honey turned to face Sandra and Juliet who were open mouthed and wide eyed in shock from the appalling violence they'd witnessed. Sonja meanwhile, was behind Honey, and though shaken by events she saw her chance to strike back. Leaping forward she put her arms around Honey, trapping her opponents arms by her side.
"Get her girls!" The blonde shouted, but before Sonja's friends could react Honey had flicked a foot backwards and up, slamming the heel good and hard between Sonja's legs. She cried out in pain, and was unable to maintain her hold on Honey, who turned quickly to face her, grasping Sonja's right hand as she did so. Forcing the fingers of Sonja's hand into the palm, and placing her other arm over the other girls elbow, and turning under the upper arm to get her hand behind the shoulder enabled Honey to force the blonde forward while applying pressure on the elbow in the opposite direction. Performed expertly enough, and Honey was very expert, the arm would snap at the elbow, and so it did, with a crack that could be heard even above Sonja's agonised scream. Honey released the hold and sent Sonja reeling from a kick in the face. When the blonde hit the far wall she slumped to the floor, screaming deliriously, as blood ran freely from her nose, and her broken arm lay awkwardly at her side, bent the wrong way.
Seconds before Sandra and Juliet had been confidently smiling, now they were white faced with fear as Honey turned to face them.
"I'm quite good at fighting, don't you think?" The vixens tormentor quipped.
The two vixens exchanged a fearful glance, unsure what to do, while there was no hesitancy on Honey's part. Spinning through 180 degrees, with her right leg raised, she buried her heel in Sandra's belly, bruising the internal organs. Repeating the process with her left leg raised, Honey delivered an identical blow to Juliet, and while they were doubled up in pain she decided to finish off Ursula. The big girl was crying, her hands still covering her shattered nose, and looked dazed, and she didn't look as if she was about to rejoin the fight. To make sure Honey dropped her with a hard kick between the legs. Sandra, still holding her lower stomach with both hands, had managed to stand up straight, only to be sent reeling by a kick to her breasts that flattened both orbs against her chest!
"Oh god, my breasts!" Sandra cried, covering them with her hands, while tears streamed down her face.
Juliet did now pose a threat, as she'd grabbed an antique candle holder, that was heavy and would cause serious damage if she could land a blow with it. Snarling, Juliet swung the instrument wildly at Honey, who nimbly stepped out of it's path. While the momentum from swinging her arm while gripping the candle holder left Juliet very slightly off balance Honey used the opportunity to take hold of the arm at the elbow, pressing her fingers tightly into joint. Taking hold of Juliet's wrist with her other hand, Honey twisted the hand in the opposite direction to the elbow, causing enough pain to make Juliet drop the candle holder. Pulling Juliet forward, Honey then forced Juliet's hand backwards, combining her strength with the forward momentum of the other girl, which made the force needed to snap Juliet's wrist. Juliet screamed hysterically, and Honey wasn't finished with her yet. She grabbed her opponents hair and propelled her head down and brought her knee up, and when they made contact Juliet lost her front teeth.
After tossing the battered Juliet aside, Honey saw Sandra was making for the door, no doubt to escape. She wasn't quick enough, Honey grabbing her hair from behind to pull her back.
"I can pull hair and fight like a girl, makes a change." Honey quipped.
Her escape attempt thwarted, Sandra turned to face her, and grabbed Honey by the throat with both hands.
"Silly girl, that leaves your whole body exposed," Honey told her as she slammed a fist like a piston into Sandra's solar plexus. The pain was appalling, and Sandra was so winded she thought she was going to die, but her torment had only just begun, for as she dropped her hands and bent forward, Honey grabbed her breasts, her fingers digging in like an eagles claws. Then she swung the girl round by her breasts, a full circle, so that the orbs were stretched by the force and mutilated internally by Honey's vice like grip! Blood vessels were burst, veins punctured and nerves damaged, the injury so severe both tits would need surgery!. Still not finished, Honey pulled the crying girl towards her, pulling her by her breasts, and rammed a knee into the lower belly of Sandra, causing bruising to her ovaries that would be so painful that she'd have difficulty walking upright for some days. At this point Sandra passed out, and Honey let her fall to the floor.
Now she looked at Charlie, still asleep in an armchair.
"You're gonn'a have a bit of explaining to do to the cops sonny."
She glanced at the battered vixens, who were either out cold or sobbing hysterically. "Thank you for your co-operation."
