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Archive-name: Amazon/tigra.txt
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Archive-title: Marines Have Landed. Flat On Their Backs, The
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[Working Draft - Video]
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Jeff and his two cohorts, all former Marines, run a gym in a
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small town. It's a Gold's Gym franchise.
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Jeff is 5'10", 180 pounds, 40 years old but in excellent
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condition. He is powerfully built and known to be the toughest
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man in the town; He thinks so too. Ex-Marine, black belt in judo
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and karate. Jeff is proud of the fact that he has the only gym
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in town and all look to him for fitness and self defense
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training. His gym is well attended by both men and women.
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Cohort No. 1 is 5'11" and 185 lbs. At 45 years old, he is
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getting a little flabby but still appears in good shape. He is
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wearing a white judo outfit held up by a black belt. He is very
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proud of his accomplishments in judo and karate.
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Cohort No. 2 is 22 years old. Fresh out of the Marines.
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Over 6 feet tall, 192 pounds and muscle bound. He is in super
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shape and very proud of his black belt in judo/karate. Not very
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smart and has an angry streak that sometimes gets him in trouble.
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He too is wearing a full karate uniform.
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TIGRA is 28 year old with blond, medium length har and
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striking looks. She is 5'7" and a very fit 135 pounds. Her
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breasts are large and firm, and she is proud of them. She has
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long legs and knows that they are truly magnificient. That is
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why she wears only the top of half of her judo outfit with 4',
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black heels. She enjoys showing off her strong, shapely legs.
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Tigra is aggressive and highly competitive. She has been
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interested in the fighting arts since childhood. By the time she
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was 16 she could consistently beat up her two older brothers and
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their friends. In both highschool and college she dated guys on
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the wrestling team. From them, she learned how to wrestle and
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found that wrestling and defeating her boyfriends was more sexual
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for her than having sex.
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Only recently has she taken up the martial arts. She has
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attained the level of brown belt but knows she is ready for her
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black belt. Before leaving Los Angeles, she had a private match
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with her Korean instructor which proved she was ready. She only
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has to go back to L.A. to take the final test.
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TIGRA just opened a gym in "Jeff's" town. If she wants to
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keep it open, she'll have to take on the Marines. She does!
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SCENE ONE (At Jeff's gym)
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COHORT 1
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"Boss, I just heard that some woman has opened new gym facilities
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across town. Said she's going to 'show Jeff's Gym how real
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fitness training is supposed to be done.'"
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JEFF
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(visibly angered, turns to Cohort 1)
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"The hell she is! This is the only gym in town, and no one's
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going to change that! You go over there and tell the bull-dyke
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who runs that place to get herself out of my town."
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COHORT 1
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"Right boss." (Turns to leave)
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JEFF
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"Wait. If you have too, kick her fat butt back to the dyke town
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from where she came."
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COHORT 1
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"Be my pleasure boss."
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NEXT SCENE (In front of Tigra's gym)
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Cohort 1 arrives at the cross town gym. The sign across the
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door reads: "THE WOMAN WARRIOR GYM". In smaller letters below
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the sign there is; "A Gym For The Competitive Woman". Cohort 1
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enters the gym but stops to read yet another sign attached to an
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inside hallway wall: "Warning: Gym Is Open To men But At Their
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Own Risk!"
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Cohort 1 continues down the hall to find a woman, Tigra,
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sitting at a desk. Behind her is a large gym mat.
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COHORT 1
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(seeing the beautiful Tigra at the desk)
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"I want to see the bull-dyke that owns the place. And I want to
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see that ugly bitch NOW."
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Tigra
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(slowly stands and moves from behind the desk. With her heels
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she stands eye to eye with the cohort. Looking at him, with a
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sly smirk, she stands in a "ready position"; feet slightly apart,
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left hand balled in a fist with right hand open covering her
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fisted left.)
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"How may I help you?"
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COHORT
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"I told you, pretty little lady, I want to see the dyke owner of
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this place!"
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Tigra
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"I'm the owner. And how may I help you ... 'little man'"
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COHORT
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(a little flabbergast)
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"My boss, the one that owns JEFF's GYM across town has a message.
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He says 'Get your fat ass' well er, in your case, your tight
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little ass 'out of town!'"
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Tigra
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"Oh he does, does he! And what if I tell you to tell your boss
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that my sexy little ass is staying right here."
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COHORT
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"In that case, I am to kick your sweet little butt out of town
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myself. And I'm going to enjoy doing it.
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Tigra
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"Oh you will, will you? And just how you expect to kick my butt
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... little man?"
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COHORT
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(pointing to his black belt)
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"You're just a brown belt. Besides, you probably got THAT by
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sleeping with your instructor."
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Tigra
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(Says nothing. Only motions Cohort to follow her to the mat.
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Both walk to the mat. Cohort bows and steps onto the mat then
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faces Tigra who is still standing before the mat. Tigra looks at
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him and barks out a command!)
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"Come back here and take off my heels ... WIMP!"
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COHORT
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(Instictively, because of his years in the Marines, Cohort 1
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starts to obey the command and stoops in front of Tigra.
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Realizing what he's doing, he reels back)
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"Wait a minute. I don't have to do that."
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Tigra
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"Well, we'll see about that." (As she takes off her heels)
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"We'll just see about that. When I'm through with you, you'll be
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doing alot of things for me."
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Both now on the mat, Tigra loosens her brown karate belt so
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her perfectly shaped breasts are revealed. She's not wearing a
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bra. The cohort is mesmerized by the sight. Tigra completely
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undoes the belt but keeps the uniform on. Her breasts, muscled
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stomach and bikini briefs are fully exposed. Slowly and
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confidently she moves towards the cohort. Watching him gasp she
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says
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Tigra
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""What's a matter loverboy? Never seen a 'bull-dyke' in underwear
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before? Bet you like what you see? Isn't that right little
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man?"
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Suddenly, with cat like speed, Tigra jumps and delivers a
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roundhouse kick square to the cohort's chin. He flys up and
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tumbles backwards onto the mat. Pleased with the move, Tigra
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stands with hands on hip and smiles.
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Tigra
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"Oh, this is going to be fun. By the way, when I'm done with
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you, you'll tell your boss that the only place my butt went was
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all over your face."
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With that the "fight" begins. Cohort stands up and moves
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towards Tigra with his arms stretched, attempting to grab her and
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throw her down with a hip flip. Instead, Tigra delivers a slash
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with the edge of her hand. The chop hits the Cohort on the mound
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of his forearm. The force with which its delivered instantly
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numbs his entire arm. The message is clear. The Cohort knows
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that Tigra is capable of taking care of herself. A perfectly
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executed snap kick to his shin sends the Cohort to the mat again.
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COHORT
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"Shit!"
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Cohort gets up. Gains his composure and moves towards
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Tigra. Once again Tigra uses her body to distract the Cohort and
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disrupt his concentration. With her hand in a half fist, Tigra
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drives a hammer blow to the nape of his neck. She wheels around
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and gets in back of the Cohort moving slightly to his side. She
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grabs his hair with one hand and places her foot into the back of
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his knee. Once in place, she completes the back takedown by
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pulling his captured head back at the same time pushing his knee
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forward with her foot. The Cohort slams to the mat. Tigra
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places her foot on the Cohort's chest, holding him flat on his
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back. Looking down on him...
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Tigra
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"You know, I can beat you up fair and square. But it's so much
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more fun this way. (taking her breasts in her hands she starts to
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massage them in a sensual manner). Ohhh, it feels sooo good.
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Too bad you're not man enough to do this yourself."
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Now, in complete control, Tigra pulls the Cohort up by the
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hair. Facing him she delivers a fist blow directly to his
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midsection. With an "uumphh" the Cohort slumps to his knees.
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Looking down at him again...
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Tigra
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"Nightie night ... 'loverboy'."
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With a snap, Tigra's knee comes up and into the Cohort's
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chin. Spread eagled, he flies up and back, flat on his back.
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Out for the count.
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Tigra
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(walking over to him, Tigra sees the Cohort shaking his head
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trying to get the cobwebs out. He can't get up, and she knows
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its. She had won, however, there was never any doubt in her mind
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that she would. She stands over his head facing his feet.)
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"Now, as I recall it, your boss wanted my butt somewhere. Oh
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yes. Now I remember. My butt is to go all over your face."
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With that, Tigra slowly lowers herself over the Cohort's
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face. She places the crack of her butt over his nose. Her
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cheeks cover the rest of his face and he is completely smothered.
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Reaching over to his midsection, Tigra unties the Cohort's black
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belt.
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Tigra
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"You really don't deserve this anymore, do you? I have a nice
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little white one I can give you, however."
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Tigra continues to taunt and torment the Cohort for little
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longer. When she is satisfied, she gets up, ties her judo jacket
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with the Cohort's black belt, and walks to the end and off the
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mat.
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Tigra
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"Ok, I'm finished with you. You may CRAWL off the mat"
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Cohort 1 complies and crawls to and off the mat. Still on
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his knees...
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Tigra
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"Now, I promised that when I was through with you, you would be
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doing alot of things for me. Your first task is to put my heels
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back on my feet. Do it NOW, but do it gently!"
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Cohort 1 complies and places her heels back onto her feet.
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Tigra
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"Tell your boss if he wants a job done he shouldn't send a horny
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little wimp like you!. You may leave."
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Next scene is back at Jeff's gym. He is angered as he has
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been told about the events with Cohort #1. He is talking to
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Cohort #2.
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Cohort No. 2 is just 22 years old. He is over 6' and muscle
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bound. He's not very smart and has an angry streak. He too is
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wearing a full judo outfit with black belt.
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JEFF
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"You go over there and break her in two. Teach that little pussy
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a lesson. Don't be gentle. I want you to bring her here on her
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knees begging me for forgiveness. Then we'll show her what a
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pussy is meant for."
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COHORT NO. 2
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"Don't worry boss. Pussy doesn't effect me like some people
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(looking over to Cohort 1 with a sneer) If she tries to use her
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tits on me I'll twist 'em off!"
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Next Scene (At Tigra's gym)
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Cohort No. 2 arrives and sees Tigra is dressed in black
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jockey briefs and black muscle shirt. She's lifting individual
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weights. She sees the next cohort enter. Putting down the
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weights she moves to the center of the mat. Again, hands on
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hips.
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Tigra
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"And I assume you're her to 'kick my butt' too?"
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COHORT
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"That's right and no need to pull no tricks. Pussy don't turn me
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on so you don't need to take your clothes off for me. I'm gonna
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tear you in two, bitch!"
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Cohort #2 moves onto the mat and faces her in the center of
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the mat. He is poised in a karate stance.
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Tigra
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"No (laughing) I already gave my karate lesson for the day. If
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you want one you'll need to sign up for the class. If you're
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anything like your cohort, the beginners starts on Tuesday."
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Cohort No. 2 takes off his judo top. He ties his black belt
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around his loose fitting judo pants. He walks up to Tigra
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stopping only inches from her face.
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COHORT
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"Well then, (he sneers) why don't I give you lesson in greco-
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roman wrestling. In case you don't know, it's a sport developed
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by men for men. Maybe its time we taught it to pussies."
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Without responding, Tigra grabs the Cohort's left arm with
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her right hand. With a closed fist from her left hand, Tigra
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smashes the outside elbow of the Cohort's arm, bending it inward.
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Quickly she steps behind her opponent and twists his captured arm
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back and up into his spine.
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Tigra
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"This must be the 'rear bent-arm bar' you no doubt were going to
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show me. Isn't it! (she grabs his head back and pulls up on the
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arm.) Now, here's a little trick I bet you've never seen"
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Still holding his arm back and up towards his neck, Tigra
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releases his head held by her other hand. With that hand she
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reaches down between his legs. She grabs his cock, hard.
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Tigra
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"Hum. No wonder you don't like pussy. You got nothing here to
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do anything good for one."
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Tigra lets go of the captured arm and at the same time steps
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back and jerks the Cohort's captured cock with the other hand.
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In a swift motion, Tigra flips the Cohort completely up and over
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and onto his back.
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Dazed, the Cohort gets back up and walks back to Tigra.
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Getting into her face again, he stops and just stares.
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Tigra
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"Greco-roman wrestling developed by men for men, huh? (Smirking)
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Why then do YOU know the sport? Men have cock's, not little
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pencil stubs like the one I just felt!"
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COHORT
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"Why you little cunt. You're going down and I'm going to shove
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this COCK of mine so deep into your mouth it's going to come out
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your brains."
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Tigra smiles and grabs his shoulders. She looks him deep
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into his eyes, and suddenly, kicks her knee hard up into his
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groin. The Cohort screams as he hears his balls pop. Blackness
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takes hold and he sinks to his knees. He opens his eyes and sees
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only the black bikini briefs covering Tigra's snatch. She grabs
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the back of his head and forces it forward, into and between her
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slightly opened thighs. His head is pushed through and she
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clamps down, holding tight, in a standing head scissor.
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Tigra
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"If you had any, I would squeeze your brains out of your head
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right now."
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With that, Tigra clamps and squeezes. Her tightly muscled
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thighs strain while the Cohort screams in obvious pain.
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Tigra lowers herself onto the mat, keeping the Cohort
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tightly between her thighs.
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Tigra
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"Now, in this hold, men teach other men to squeeze as hard as
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possible. To create as much pain as possible and eventually
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force the opponent to submit. However, before I do that to you,
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I am going to show you how a woman uses this hold. You see, a
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woman uses this hold much like nature uses the fragile but firm
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shell of an egg to safely hold its yolk. It's impossible for you
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to get out yet you feel safe and secure as I lovingly envelop
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your head within my beautiful legs and thighs."
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Grabbing him by the hair, Tigra positions him so he is
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wrapped between her legs only a whisper away from her womanhood.
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Tigra
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"I shall now teach you the difference between a pussy and a cunt.
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A pussy is that warm moist thing which I'm pushing against your
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face. The more I push, the moister it gets and the less you
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resist. As you feel the pussy wrap around your face you cease
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to resist, your defenses lax and all your muscles relax."
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Cohort's muscles relax and he slumps into a warm, safe,
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womblike euphoria. He drifts into a complete surrender.
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Tigra
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"When I release the hold, the cold air replaces the warmth of the
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pussy (she releases the hold and the Cohort is jolted back to
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reality. He tries to bolt from the mat). Now the 'cunt' is the
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bitch who has the pussy, ME!"
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With that, Tigra's superbly muscled legs, now spread
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slightly apart, came thrusting together. The Cohort's head,
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centered between the blow of Tigra's thighs, cracks like the
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shell of an egg. He screams in pain and slumps flat to the mat.
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He is broken and utterly defeated.
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Tigra
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"Awe, thats too bad. (mockingly) I was so looking forward to the
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wrestling lesson. Maybe another time."
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Tigra gets up, removes the Cohort's black belt. She pulls
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the Cohort up to his feet. Cohort turns to leave, shoulders
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slumped, and meekly starts walking.
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Tigra
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"Oh by the way, when you first came in, you told me you weren't
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turned on by pussy and didn't want me to undress. The next time
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we meet, You will take off my clothes if I so order."
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Cowed, the cohort leaves.
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Next Scene (At Tigra's gym. Out front by the sign)
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Jeff is chewing out both cohorts who still looked beaten and
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humiliated.
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JEFF
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"So this is the cunt's place. Take not gentlemen. I will now
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show you what it means to be a Marine."
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(Jeff stops to read the sign.)
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JEFF
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"'Woman Warrior'. What a joke. If she can last three minutes
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with me I'll kiss her feet in front of my members."
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Jeff mumbles as he walks past the sign in the hallway. Once
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inside, Jeff and Cohorts stop. [Camera pans to front view of Jeff
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and Cohort. Jeff's look is stern. The Cohorts' eyes are wide
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open in amazement.]
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JEFF
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"Well, Well. Planning to leave?"
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Camera pans away from Jeff, 90 degrees and shows a view of
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the floor. Camera begins to pan up and we see black stiletto
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heels, black pants, hands on hip, black vest, black bra, and
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finally Tigra's smirking smile. She has the two black belts
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hanging around her neck.
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Tigra
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"Why you must be the 'big boss'. I was just on my way to a
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gathering of your gym members. I'm taking these (pointing to the
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Cohort's black belts) for show and tell. I have a feeling your
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gym is going to be a little empty from now on!"
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JEFF
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"Not so fast, missy. You still have me to get past. No man has
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ever defeated me. So you know what I can do to little girls."
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Jeff motions to his Cohorts. One takes off Jeff's judo
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jacket. The other unties his black belt and helps Jeff out of
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his pants. Jeff is standing there in bathing trunks. He is in
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excellent shape.
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Tigra
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"Ohh. I'm impressed. Well, I have a few minutes. (Tigra looks
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over and points to Cohort #1.) "Come over here loverboy, and
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take off my shoes!".
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Cohort #1 obeys. Kneeling to take off her shoes, he is
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dismissed once his task is completed.
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Tigra
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"(Looking at cohort #2, Tigra smirks) Remember what I told you?
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You're turn."
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Cohort #2 meekly moves to Tigra. Standing in front of her
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with his head lowered, #2 falls to his knees when Tigra snaps her
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fingers and points to the ground.
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Tigra
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"Now 'big man!', take off my pants."
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Cohort #2 raises his hand to pull down the zipper of her
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pants. Tigra knocks his hand away.
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Tigra
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"Not that way, wimp. With your teeth!"
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Tigra unsnaps her buckle and Cohort #2 proceeds to pull down
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her pants zipper with his teeth. He then pulls down her pants
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using his face. With his face holding her pants down on the mat,
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Tigra steps out of the pants. She removes the black belts
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hanging from her neck. She takes off her vest and gives it to
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#2. Standing there in black bikini and black bra, she takes the
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black karate belts and ties them around her waist. Looking at
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Jeff...
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Tigra
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"Now I'm going to add yours to my collection."
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JEFF
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"Why you little CUNT. I think I am going to have to show you just
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who is boss in this town."
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Tigra steps close to Jeff. Using her sensuality, she runs
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her fingers across his lips.
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Tigra
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"You see, that's the difference between you and me. You think
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you are going to show me who's boss. I am GOING to show you that
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I'm the boss. I'm going to show you that it is "SHE who must be
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obeyed!"
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Slapping her hand away, Jeff stares into Tigra's eyes.
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Staring back Tigra takes Jeff's hands and they enter into a test
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of strength. Tigra, drawing on her inner strength, begins to
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force Jeff slowly to his knees. As he goes down, Tigra begins to
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smirk. Forcing him fully to his knees, Tigra continues the
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pressure forcing Jeff's hands down onto the mat as well. Jeff is
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on all fours. Tigra lets go of his hands, straightens up and
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steps onto his hands with her feet. Bewildered, Jeff looks up at
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Tigra. His eyes begging her to let him up.
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Tigra
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"Don't beg. At least not yet."
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Tigra lifts one foot and places it on his head and forces
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his face into the mat. She looks triumphant with hands on her
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hips and foot atop of Jeff's head. After a long minute, she
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releases Jeff and takes a few steps back.
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Tigra
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"Ok, I taught loverboy the womanly art of karate. Then I gave
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the big man a lesson in female power wrestling. Think I'll teach
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you how to box!"
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They put on the gloves. Tigra is intense, at first. But as
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the match continues and her jabs and powerful rights begin to
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connect she senses the victory. Jeff is always backing up,
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defending himself. When he jabs or tries to to swing at her,
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Tigra is seldom there. Soon, Tigra puts Jeff away with a series
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of right-left combinations that leaves him down, dazed and
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destroyed. Jeff tries to get up but his legs won't support him.
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JEFF
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"(On his hands and knees) Please, no more. I admit it. You're
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better than me. The best I've ever faced!"
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Tigra
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"Good. Now earlier, you called me a cunt. You're right, I am.
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Now I'm going to prove it to you, 'up close and personal'."
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With that Tigra pushes Jeff down on his back and slowly
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lowers herself onto his face. Grinding her pussy into his face,
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she claims her victory.
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As a final humiliation, Tigra has one of the Cohorts take a
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picture as she sits squarely on Jeff's face, her arms raised up
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"making a muscle".
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Tigra
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(Looking into the camera)
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"I'll get this blown up and frame it for the hallway. I'll title
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it; 'The Marines Have Landed. Flat On Their Backs!."
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Final scene
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Tigra standing looking straight into the camera. She's in her
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karate top and high heels. In front of her, either on all fours
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or kneeling, are Jeff and his cohorts. Their black belts are
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used as leashes, tied around their necks, being held by Tigra.
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Tigra
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"(Looking into the camera) "Yes, Jeff here kissed my feet in
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front of his membership. Didn't you Jeff (he nods). Why don't
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you show these people how good you've gotten at kissing my feet
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(he does). Good!
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(Tigra still looking straight into the camera) "Now You!, the one
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with your cock in your hand. Come over here. Now! You saw what
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I did to these wimps. You know I can do that to you, too. Don't
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you! Or would you like to try me. You can find me at my gym.
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The Warrior's gym. And remember, 'The Woman Warrior Always Knows
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Her Place.' And that's on your face! Think about it ..... fade
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to black (and blue).
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-end-
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