Marco and Sancha Peres are twins, 28 years of
age, who live on the Spanish Island of Ibiza. Marco owns and runs
a number of Ibiza's most popular night clubs, while his sister
Sancha owns and runs two health clubs on the island. The twins,
who claim to come from a wealthy Spanish family, moved to Ibiza 5
years ago when they bought a large villa with extensive grounds
in the most exclusive part of the island. Despite their wealth
and attractive lifestyle neither twin has a partner, instead they
choose to live alone together in their vast mansion without any
servants or other staff.
Sancha teaches self defence and martial arts at her health clubs.
She tells clients and staff that she got her teaching
qualifications at college in Madrid, but the truth is that Sancha
has had no formal training in any fighting skills. She learnt to
fight in back street clubs and seedy strip joints in numerous
European cities. This experience has made her a hard and ruthless
opponent for anybody who dares to take her on.
The twins aren't from a wealthy family at all. In fact they are
orphans and were raised in homes until they were 18. Once free of
the homes they took to a life at the edge of society. Sancha
scrapped a living fighting topless or naked in sex clubs and
bars, while Marco pursued a life of crime. By the time they were
27 Marco had struck it lucky several times and they had amassed a
large amount of money. At this point they decided to retire from
the life of crime and purchased the property and businesses on
Ibiza. It should have been simple from there on. Settle down
together on the Island, run the businesses and live a life of
luxury and contentment. Would it were so simple! There was only
one problem - Sancha's lust for fighting and Marco's lust to see
Sancha's opponent's suffer!
The twins moved to Ibiza in 1995 and for three years Sancha and
Marco would regularly fly to various parts of Europe for Sancha
to take part in fights. Then in the summer of 1998 Sancha fought
a young German woman at a semi-public event in Barcelona. The
German had taunted Sancha before the match, so Sancha got into
the ring tense and full of aggression.
Sancha really laid into the German girl, throwing her mercilessly
round the ring until after only a few minutes she was staggering
around hardly knowing where she was. Then Sancha hip tossed her
opponent face onto the canvas and placed her knee in the back of
her neck and subjected her to a fearsome neck bend. In a move
that caused the audience to gasp in horror, Sancha twisted the
German's head in a vicious neck crank that looked like it would
break her neck! The German immediately passed out and Sancha
raised her arms to signal her victory. However, somebody called
the police and Sancha was arrested for assault and attempted
murder. The German in fact had suffered no more than a sprained
neck and she refused to press charges, so the police released
Sancha the next day. However, as a result of this incident Sancha
was banded from public fights and so it became very hard for her
to find an outlet for her urge to fight.
So now the
only fighting partner that Sancha could find was her brother
Marco. But she couldn't really lay into him with the ferocity
that she could with her more usual female opponents. Anyway Marco
was really quite strong and a capable fighter himself, so as
often as not Sancha ended up getting punished in their fights,
which was not at all what she had in mind!
One Saturday evening in early May 1999 Sancha and Marco were on
their way back from a social evening at one of Marco's clubs,
when Sancha suggested that they should stop at her "Skin
Tight" health club. She wanted to pick up some paperwork to
work on at home. Sancha unlocked the front door of the club and
they made their way to the office. As they
passed the door to the combat gym they heard a soft moaning cry
come from the room. Sancha signalled to Marco to keep quiet as
she gently opened the door. Inside the gym the wrestling ring was
lit by a single dimmed spot light that illuminated a couple
having vigorous sex in the ring.
Sancha was furious, she recognised the woman as Crista, one of
the junior assistants at the club. Sancha charged into the room
calling out, "Crista, you little Bitch! How dare you use my
club as a place to fuck! So you're the Bitch who's been making
those stains on the canvas!"
Crista yelped in surprise and pulled herself off her man's erect
cock with a soft liquid plop sound. "Oh Sancha, you scared
the shit out of me, I thought it was my mother!"
"By the time I'm finished with you Crista, you'll wish that
it was your mother. I am going to teach you to treat my club as a
Sancha now directed her comments at the man who had stayed down
on the canvas while Sancha harangued Crista. "You! Get out
of my ring!" she screamed at him.
leapt to his feet and made his way towards Sancha and Marco, who
stood between him and the door. Crista also started to move out
of the ring. "Stay where you are you Bitch!" spat
Sancha, "I'm going to deal with you here and now in this
Crista gasped "Oh Jesus!" as she saw Sancha strip off
her tee shirt and throw it to the side of the gym.
As the man stepped between the ropes Marco grabbed him roughly by
the arm and threw him to his face on the floor at the ringside.
"You coward, you would just leave your woman without any
attempt to defend her. You are no better than a worm, so I'll
treat you as one!"
grabbed the young man's arms and bent them painfully up his back
in a double hammerlock hold, then he sat heavily on his back
pinning him hard face down on the wooden floor. The man grunted
loudly as Marco's weight drove the breath out of his lungs.
"So you can watch as I teach your girlfriend a lesson or
two!" sneered Sancha as she took off the last of her
clothing. Now completely naked, she strolled over to the side of
the gym and threw her clothes in a heap on the floor. She then
threw the wall switches to bring on the rest of the ring lights.
Sancha strode back to the ringside, "Crista, you've never
been to one of my self defence classes have you? Well I think its
time to give you a crash course in unarmed combat." Then she
separated the ropes and stepped into the ring.
Sancha walked right up to Crista and pressed her
breasts aggressively against the girl's chest causing her to edge
backwards. Sancha snarled "Come on Bitch we've seen you
fuck, now let's see you fight!"
Crista continued to creep back as Sancha thrust her breasts
against her chest. Then Sancha reached out and pushed Crista in
the chest, "Come on Pussy take a swing at me!" she
demanded aggressively as the young girl moved nervously
Suddenly Crista unleashed a right hook towards
Sancha's head. The experienced older woman had clearly
anticipated the move and her left arm flashed upwards to
effectively block the punch. "Pathetic!" exclaimed
Sancha and she whipped her torso to the right and pumped a
massive right underarm hook into Crista's belly button. Sancha's
fist dug deep into the young woman's belly driving the air
explosively from her lungs. "That's the way you do it!"
As Crista buckled forward at the waist from the awful blow Sancha
grabbed her jaw in her right hand and then hurled her bodily
backwards into the ropes. Crista hit the ropes hard and
instinctively grabbed hold of the top rope to stop herself from
bouncing back towards her tormentor. Sancha was on her in a
flash. Before Crista could recover her balance Sancha put her
hand on her chin and bent her backwards over the top rope.
pushed Crista further and further back over the top rope until
she was crying out in pain at the strain in her back. "Come
on Pussy fight back!" demanded Sancha as pushed forward
until her belly was pressed hard against Crista's.
Suddenly Sancha stepped back one step and then powered her right
knee up into Crista's crotch with such force that it lifted the
young woman's feet clean off the ground. Crista let out a loud
cry that was only partially stifled by Sancha's hand covering her
Sancha released her hold on Crista's chin and
instead grabbed her by the hair. The girl gagged and gasped for
breath as Sancha dragged her off the ropes towards the centre of
the ring. Whimpering as her knees buckled beneath her, Crista
would have fallen to the canvas if Sancha had not been holding
her up by her hair.
"Hey Pussy taste my knee!" growled Sancha as she pumped
her knee upward into Crista's torso. The girl folded forward as
Sancha's bone hard knee thudded into her lower belly. Sancha
continued to drive her leg upwards lifting Crista's clear of the
hollow "thwack" of the blow was followed straight way
by a gasping groan from the young woman as her torso crumbled
around Sancha's thigh. Crista's boy friend cried out in dismay as
he saw the awful punishment that was being dished out to his sex
partner. "Oh fuck, please leave her go, please stop!"
he hollered pitifully.
Crista crashed down to the canvas on her knees and then folded
forward at the waist so that her forehead rested on the floor.
Sancha stood over her watching as she retched and gasped for air
having been badly winded by the knee in the guts. As she managed
to grab a breath she pleaded "Oh Mike help me please! She's
"This bastard has me
trapped Crista, I can't get up!" whimpered Mike.
"Oh for fuck sake!" said Sancha, "I can't be doing
with all this whining. Marco take him out and lock him in the
As Marco dragged Mike out of the gym Sancha
knelt down alongside Crista and grabbed by the hair again.
"Come on Puss," she said, "let Sancha have a look
at that sore tummy!"
Sancha pulled Crista upwards and then flipped her backwards
across her left thigh in a cross-leg backbreaker. Poor Crista
moaned loudly as her back and battered abdominal muscles were
stretched painfully in the hold. Sancha held the girl draped
across her knee for seconds on end, pushing her already stretched
muscles to their elastic limit.
Sancha now started to batter Crista's
stretched belly with a number of hammer blows and punches that
penetrated the abdominal muscles to send shockwaves of pain
tearing through Crista's guts. Fighting the pain that was
engulfing her belly muscles, Crista tried to raise herself
upright on Sancha's knee. Sancha snarled "Oh no you
don't!" and slammed a hard right hook into Crista's jaw that
knocked the hapless girl senseless.
Crista's head fell back from the blow bending her torso to an
even more extreme extent. But this did not stop Sancha from
piling on the punishment. First she slugged a blow into Crista's
right breast then she pumped a hard right punch straight into
Crista's exposed crotch. Crista gulped and shuddered as Sancha's
fist connected with her snatch with a dull meaty thud. "I
think you could take another of those!" hissed Sancha. Then
she bent to the right and drove her right fist in a finger
knuckle punch smack into the crack of Crista's cunt. The young
woman let out a bone chilling de-sexed cry as the agony of the
awful blow cut through her pain fogged mind.
Suddenly Marco's voice rang out. "Hey guess what that shit
did? I belted him in the guts to shut him up and he puked all
over my shirt and pants. I've locked him in the weights room with
my stinking clothes and I've borrowed his pants!"
looked up to see Marco standing bare chested at the ringside
wearing a pair of cream slacks. "They're a bit on the big
side, but otherwise they look good!" she said laughing.
"Let me help you finish her off Sancha! Bring her to the
corner post and I'll hold her while you give her a bit of the old
"Excellent idea Marco", declared Sancha.
grabbed hold of Crista's hair and pulled the young woman upright
as she lifted herself off her knee. As Crista was hardly able to
stand on her own two feet, Sancha grasped her round the waist
with both arms. She lifted Crista off her feet and carried her
across to the corner post where Marco was standing.
"Pull her legs over the bottom rope." commanded Sancha.
Marco took Crista's legs and placed them outside the bottom rope,
then he took her arms and lifted them over the top rope either
side of the post. He pulled back on her arms as Sancha dropped
her to the floor so that she was suspended from the top rope.
Sancha now grabbed Crista's legs and spread them apart so that
her crotch was wide open to view. Crista was too comatose to put
up any resistance as she moaned softly in pain with her chin
resting on her chest.
Sancha slapped Crista's cheeks until she started to
regain her senses. "Come on Pussy, wake up! The best is yet
come!" chirped Sancha.
Once Crista had regained a reasonable level of consciousness,
Sancha stepped back from her and raised her fist, "Crista
the Punchbag, meets Knuckles the Fist!" she snarled
Then Sancha took a deep breath before letting fly a
straight right punch into the centre of Crista's upper belly. The
air exploded out of Crista's mouth with a low spluttering belch
as Sancha's fist penetrated deep into the girl's guts. The young
woman moaned and saliva dribbled from her mouth as Sancha dropped
to her knees to position herself for her next onslaught on
Sancha whammed four hard straight arm punches into Crista's lower
abdomen one after another. The girl's whole body jerked and
bucked as Sancha's fist thudded into her body with deep meaty
got to her feet and stepped back from her victim. Then she shot
out her leg to deliver a perfect straight kick into Crista's mons
pubis. The force of the blow drove Crista's butt back into the
post with a loud crash as her feet shot upwards off the ground.
Crista gave out one long moanful cry before fainting from the
pain and shock of the awful blow.
"She's had it Marco!" said Sancha, "You can let
her go, she's completely out for the count."
Marco released Crista's arms and she collapse face down onto the
canvas with her legs still caught in the ropes. Sancha and Marco
each took one of Crista's legs and they dragged her face down out
of the gym to the shower room and placed her under a cold shower
to revive her. Marco then released her boyfriend from the weights
room. Twenty minutes later Sancha had sacked Crista and paid her
off. Crista's boyfriend helped her to his car - she could still
hardly walk - and they departed into the night in a squeal of
"God I enjoyed that!" said Sancha as they locked the
club front door. "Especially where you held her and I beat
too!" said Marco. "Perhaps there's a way we could do it
again. I know somebody who can get me a drug that we could use to
trap suitable victims. What you do think?"
"Oh Marco, that would be great! Let's see if we can work out
a plan. We'll have to be careful not to be caught, we could use
the summer tourists, the police don't usually take complaints
from them too seriously. Let's go for it!"
Sancha and Marco walked back to their car revelling in the
thoughts of adventurers to come!