Rape-Fu [short](EqG)


                                            A small shitpost I made to try and motivate me to work more on finishing another green.  Take it for what it is.


                                            >"Hi-ya! Prepare to pay for your crimes against my family, Anon!"

                                            >You hear a small feminine voice call out from behind you.

                                            >Upon turning around, you are presented with a young lady in full on martial arts gi.

                                            >Pearl white skin and long flowing dual colored light pale purple and pink hair.

                                            >She wore a black band to keep her hair from flowing in front of her.

                                            >The color of her gi was of a violet purple and she donned a black belt.

                                            >Which is supposed to signify that the wearer is at least somewhat competent in a martial art.

                                            >Of course in your experience the colored belts are all a sham and mean nothing in the grand scheme of mastering a fighting style.

                                            >Her pale emerald eyes stared daggers into you while she is standing in a back stance also signifies she means business.

                                            >But so did many other wannabe martial artists who have came and tried to take your head in the past.

                                            >Hell she was the forth one this week alone!

                                            >Perhaps it's time to change your location.

                                            “And you are...?”

                                            >You ask in a bored tone.

                                            >Like you said before.

                                            >She is not the first person to come to you looking for a fight.

                                            >Her eyes widen and she begins to grit her teeth as if you just insulted her.

                                            >”I am Sweetie Belle! Daughter of Hondo Flanks! 8th Dan Shotokan Karate master, and the man you killed!”

                                            >You remember that old bastard.

                                            >He was a damn good martial artist as well.

                                            >Shame what had happened.

                                            >”And younger sister to Rarity, who tired to avenge his death and you RAPED her!”

                                            >She yells out with a fiery passion.

                                            >You raise an eyebrow in surprise over this revelation.

                                            >Not because of her accusation,

                                            >But because Hondo had two daughters.

                                            “Enough of this!”

                                            >You raise your voice and you take a step towards the young lady.

                                            >Sweetie Belle tightens her stance.

                                            “You young fools will never understand the traditional old ways of fighting.”

                                            >You begin to lecture.

                                            “There is a time honored code among masters that must be upheld! Your father felt sleighed by what he thought was disrespect from me and challenged me to a duel to the death.”

                                            >Thinking about it now in modern times, it does seem ridiculous to want to kill each other over petty things like name calling or simple misunderstandings.

                                            >But as a martial arts master yourself, who was trained by the oldest, most curmudgeon master out there, you are bound by the old traditions.

                                            “I defeated him and gave him an honorable warriors death and he was happy to accept it.”

                                            >It wasn't an easy fight.

                                            >He was a master after all.

                                            >But, he took his death like a champ with a smile on his face.

                                            >And that should have been the end of it.

                                            “And then this purple haired woman barges into my dojo, much like you are, and demands my head in another life or death duel for killing her father.”

                                            >You shake your head.

                                            >She was no match for you.

                                            >Hell, she wasn't even half the fighter Hondo was.

                                            “She was weak, nowhere near as efficient in Shotokan as your father. But since she wasn't a master, instead of killing her, I gave her a parting gift.”

                                            >You say with a smile and Sweetie gasps.

                                            “I bestowed upon her my seed, so that she may one day bare an heir worthy of taking my head and the mantle of Long Tun master.”

                                            >”LIES!”

                                            >Sweetie yells.

                                            >She quickly sprints forward and sends her right leg into you with a front face kick.

                                            >You easily step to the left and she glides past you.

                                            >You are right behind her and once her right foot lands on the floor, she rotates her upper body and tries to send the back fist of her left hand into you.

                                            >Once again you easily bend your upper body back.

                                            >Her left hand misses you but you could feel the wind from the strength of her attempt.

                                            >Just as quickly as her hand missed you, you lock eyes with her for a moment.

                                            >In the same motion from her back fist, she now swing her back foot up in a roundhouse kick attempt.

                                            >You duck and pivot your upper body away from her.

                                            >You leave your right leg stretched out as bait.

                                            >She takes the bait and centers herself and tries to sweep your stretched leg with her right leg.

                                            >You pull it away and Sweetie Belle steps back into her stance.

                                            >Her moves were quick and crisp so at the very least she wasn't totally incompetent.

                                            >Perhaps she was worthy of the black belt.

                                            “Is that all?”

                                            >You mock her with a smile.

                                            >She tries once again to send a front face kick up to your head and just as easily as last time, move your upper body to the left.

                                            >She whiffs the kick and as it comes down, she uses the forward momentum to send her left fist into your face.

                                            >You move your head to the right and avoid her fist by mere inches.

                                            >She pulls her fist back and in the same motion she tries to punch you with her left fist only for you to pivot your upper body away from it as well.

                                            >Finally she tries to send her right elbow into your sternum as you pivoted but you quickly shot your right leg up and used your knee to block her elbow.

                                            >As soon as you felt your knee stop her elbow you flick the lower half of your leg and slap her face with your shin bone.

                                            >You didn't even put that much effort into that counter but it was enough force to send her back a few steps and stun her.

                                            >You then rotate your body three hundred and sixty degrees to gain force and you send your back right fist into her face.

                                            >The resulting hit sends her head to the side so fast you hear a few faint popping noises in her neck.

                                            >She was hit with such force it makes her fly and spin in the air several times before she crashes back down.

                                            >Well, that wasn't too hard.

                                            >You watch her squirm on all fours, coughing up a storm while trying to get back on her feet.

                                            “You're putting up less of a fight than your sister did.”

                                            >She struggles to get back to her feet and she is still giving you a death glare.

                                            >You just shake your head again.

                                            “Really, I blame your fathers arrogance for this.  Had he just shrugged off what he thought was an insult, he would still be alive.”

                                            >You then shrug your shoulders.

                                            “And had his ego not clouded his judgment, he should have informed you of the life of death fight, especially if you two are practicing martial artists, it would have been a good learning lesson for you two to have understood from the beginning; but also because he was entering a DEATH duel with another master!”

                                            >Finally, you sigh.

                                            “Had he not been so foolish as to assume he would win against me was probably his greatest mistake, and now his family suffers for their ignorance caused by his incompetence.”

                                            >That last line enraged the young girl as she once again charges you.

                                            >After only one hit and her movements are already sluggish.

                                            >She tries to send her right fist into with all the strength she had left in her but you easily duck her punch and send your left palm right into her solar plexus.

                                            >The every same move you used to kill her father.

                                            >Except this time you weren't even using it at half strength and it was still enough to send Sweetie Belle flying back several feet..

                                            >”OOF!”

                                            >She calls out as she lays about on the floor.

                                            >Barely moving.

                                            >This fight is about as good as over.

                                            >You take a deep breath and you slowly walk towards the downed girl.

                                            “Pathetic.”

                                            >You spit.

                                            “You should have learned from your sister that this was a fools errand.”

                                            >She continues to lay on her stomach and struggle to get up on all fours.

                                            >But your final blow should have been enough to sap all the strength she had away.

                                            >And it shows as she cannot even crawl.

                                            >You now stand over her.

                                            “I cannot understand why you were so determined to carry this out. Unless...”

                                            >You reach down and grab the back of her gi's collar and pull her up.

                                            >She dangles in the air as you hold her close.

                                            “You goal wasn't to try and defeat me, but to...”

                                            >You smile as you hold her up by planting her fee on the ground but also hooking your left elbow underneath her left armpit to keep her upright.

                                            >Now keeping her standing, you slide your right hand inside her gi.

                                            >And you cup her left breast and begin to massage it.

                                            >Sweetie Belle begins to lightly moan.

                                            >She was trying to squirm her way out of your grasp but she had no energy to do so.

                                            “Mmm, so that's it?”

                                            >You coo as you bring your head down to kiss the back of her neck.

                                            >”N-no.”

                                            >She says weakly in between her small moans.

                                            >You start to play with her little nipple by pinching it in between your thumb and index fingers.

                                            >Sweetie continues to resist but her moves are easily subdued.

                                            >You then take your left free hand and begins to undo her black belt.

                                            >It easily comes off and her gi jacket hangs open.

                                            >Once open, you now slowly trace the edges of her pants with your left hand.

                                            >She weakly tries to brush your hand away but she can't.

                                            >She has no energy to fight anymore.

                                            >Your smile widens at this and now, you slide your left hand into her pants.

                                            “Oh? No panties?”

                                            >You tease as your left hand ever so slowly slides downward towards it's destination.

                                            >Her mound is smooth without a hint of hair.

                                            >Much like her older sister.

                                            >You trace your middle finger along her slit, getting a nice feel for her before you finally press into her.

                                            >>Her head shoots back at your movement and you begin to chuckle.

                                            “You're enjoying this.”

                                            >You tell her.

                                            >She sluggishly shakes her head at your teasing letting out a small groan.

                                            >You continue to kiss her neck and shoulder while still cupping her small breasts.

                                            “I know I already fertilized your older sister in the hopes of her producing a worthy offspring.”

                                            >You tell her softly in between kisses.

                                            >Then you lightly nibble on her ear.

                                            “But I suppose it wouldn't hurt to spread my seed around some more to make the odds greater.”

                                            >You finally whisper into her ear as you gently slide a second finger into her moistening sex.

                                            >She is starting to tense up a little bit but there isn't much else she can do to stop you.

                                            >You now take your right hand and begin to pull her jacket off and discard it to the side to fully reveal her bare upper body.

                                            >Now with your free hand, you tilt her head upwards and you lock your lips with hers.

                                            >You slide your tongue in her mouth and get a good taste as she tries to push you off of her to no avail.

                                            >Finally you break free from your kiss with a sigh of relief.

                                            >She was now wet enough downstairs that perhaps it's time for the main event.

                                            >But before that you give her a taste test.

                                            >You bring your left hand up to both your and Sweetie Belle's faces and you lightly suckle on your middle finder.

                                            >You pull your finger out and start to chuckle a bit.

                                            “You taste like your sister.”

                                            >You then plunge your index finger still covered with her juices into her own mouth to give her a taste of herself.

                                            “You truly are your sister.”

                                            >She doesn't suck or really do anything with your finger in her mouth so you just drag it along her tongue and around her lips before taking it out of her mouth.

                                            >Now with your hand free you reach back down and grab the elastic ends to her pants and drag them to the floor.

                                            >Now that she is fully naked you carefully lay her down on her back on the wooden floor.

                                            >You stand there marveling at her body.

                                            >A nice tight toned body with a hint of her growing abs.

                                            >As to be expected of a martial artist.

                                            >She was just not ready for a real challenge.

                                            >You start to unhook your robe and toss it to the side.

                                            “I would love to bask in this more, but I actually am in a bit of a hurry, so I'll make this quick.”

                                            >You tell her as you draw down your pants and pump your dick hard.

                                            >As you kneel down towards her, she seems to have gotten some strength back as she tries to frantically kick you away.

                                            >You easily grab each of her ankles as she kicks you and you quikly put an end to her resistance.

                                            >With both her ankles in your hands, you slowly position your tip over her opening and you lean forward to press into her.

                                            >”Ahh!”

                                            >She halfheartedly screams out in pain as you enter her and push her ankles onto each side of her head.

                                            “Mmm. A virgin.”

                                            >You whisper to her.

                                            “You know who else was a virgin?”

                                            >You ask incredulously.

                                            >You start to pull back until just your head was in and then slip back into her.

                                            >”Uhh..”

                                            >Sweetie weakly cries with every thrust into her.

                                            >You start to pick up your pace.

                                            >While you do so, you lower your head and begin to lick her tiny nipples and then take one in your mouth to suck.

                                            >She tries to push you off but you send an elbow into her side and it puts an end to that.

                                            >A mixture of pain and pleasure in her moans as your pace continues to quicken until you are not frantically pumping her in a mating press.

                                            >You lift your head up from her small breast and see tears streaming down her face.

                                            >Which only makes you even harder.

                                            “Close.”

                                            >You warn her.

                                            >She shakes her head while gritting her teeth.

                                            >”S-stop, please!”

                                            >She pleas in a small moan.

                                            “Too late for that.”

                                            >You grunt as you feel yourself release inside her.

                                            >Wave after wave of your cum fills her inner canals.

                                            >You pull your head back and bury your cock balls deep inside the young girl as to make sure she takes everything that you give her.

                                            >After about a minute and when you stop twitching in her, you finally pull out.

                                            >There is a mix of fluids including a tiny hint of blood from her broken cherry.

                                            >You let out s sigh of relief as you stand back up and redress yourself.

                                            >You stand over the defeated girl who was laying in a pool of various juices.

                                            “At least you were a better fuck than your sister.”

                                            >You say with a smile and you make your way to the exit.

                                            >Just before you head out you turn one last time to face your victim.

                                            “Train the offspring well, and perhaps in the future, they can come claim my head. If I'm not already dead by then.”

                                            >You laugh as you head out of your dojo.