Joe's heart pounded in his chest as he stood outside Jess's door, the sound of his knuckles rapping against the wood echoing sharply in the quiet corridor. He had been texting her for weeks, his messages growing more suggestive and flirtatious with each passing day. She was an enigma, a stunning brunette with legs that seemed sculpted by the gods themselves, and a pair of pretty feet that he couldn't stop fantasizing about. Despite her engagement to Mark, Joe felt a surge of confidence; she had never explicitly shut him down.The door swung open abruptly, revealing Jess dressed in a revealing crop top that hugged her toned midriff, paired with short gym shorts that left little to the imagination. Her bare feet stood firmly on the tiled floor, adding a raw, primal edge to her appearance. Joe's eyes roamed over her, a smirk playing on his lips."Hey, Jess," he greeted, his voice oozing with a mixture of excitement and arrogance. "You look incredible."Jess stepped aside, allowing him entry without a word. As Joe stepped into the house, his back to her, he didn't notice the shift in her demeanor. The playful, slightly amused expression vanished, replaced by a cold, calculating glare.Suddenly, strong hands gripped Joe's arms from behind, yanking them backward with surprising force. Joe gasped, struggling against the hold, but it was futile. Mark, Jess's fiancé, emerged from the shadows, his face twisted into a mask of rage."What the hell do you think you're doing, Joe?" Mark growled, his grip tightening painfully.Joe winced, trying to muster a response, but before he could speak, Jess stepped forward, her face inches from his. Her expression was hard, devoid of any emotion save for a simmering anger. Without warning, she slapped him, the sound sharp and resounding."That's for thinking you can mess with me," she hissed, her hand connecting again, this time with a punch that landed squarely on his cheek.Joe's head snapped back, pain exploding across his face. He grunted, trying to break free, but Mark's hold was unyielding. Jess moved with predatory grace, her movements fluid and precise. She reached for his crotch, her fingers digging into his flesh as she squeezed brutally."And this..." she whispered, her voice dripping with venom, "is for disrespecting what's mine."She released his balls, only to deliver a swift kick that made Joe's eyes water. Unable to double over due to Mark's restraint, he let out a strangled cry, his body trembling with agony. Jess watched him writhe, a cruel smile curling her lips."Take off his jeans," she ordered Mark, her voice calm yet commanding.Mark complied, his hands moving efficiently as he unzipped Joe's jeans and pulled them down roughly, exposing his underwear. Jess crouched, her eyes glinting with malice as she prepared to strike again."This is your last warning," she said, her tone icy. "Leave us alone, or next time, it won't be just kicks and punches."With that, she delivered another series of brutal knee strikes to Joe's exposed groin, each hit more painful than the last. Joe's screams filled the room, his body going limp with each impact. Finally, Mark released him, letting him crumple to the ground like a rag doll.Jess stood over him, her chest heaving with exertion, her face set in a determined scowl. She kicked him once, twice, three times, each blow landing with sickening thuds. Joe lay motionless, his body a testament to the fury he had unleashed."Get out," Jess spat, her voice echoing through the silent room. "And don't come back."

Joe tries to flirt with Jess, but she and her fiancé, Mark, attack him. They hit him, choke him, make him undress, and finally, Jess delivers a series of brutal knee strikes to Joe's groin until he collapses in pain. The chapter ends with her kicking him and ordering him to leave.

Joe's heart pounded in his chest as he stood outside Jess's door, the sound of his knuckles rapping against the wood echoing sharply in the quiet corridor. He had been texting her for weeks, his messages growing more suggestive and flirtatious with each passing day. She was an enigma, a stunning brunette with legs that seemed sculpted by the gods themselves, and a pair of pretty feet that he couldn't stop fantasizing about. Despite her engagement to Mark, Joe felt a surge of confidence; she had never explicitly shut him down.

The door swung open abruptly, revealing Jess dressed in a revealing crop top that hugged her toned midriff, paired with short gym shorts that left little to the imagination. Her bare feet stood firmly on the tiled floor, adding a raw, primal edge to her appearance. Joe's eyes roamed over her, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Hey, Jess," he greeted, his voice oozing with a mixture of excitement and arrogance. "You look incredible."

Jess stepped aside, allowing him entry without a word. As Joe stepped into the house, his back to her, he didn't notice the shift in her demeanor. The playful, slightly amused expression vanished, replaced by a cold, calculating glare.

Suddenly, strong hands gripped Joe's arms from behind, yanking them backward with surprising force. Joe gasped, struggling against the hold, but it was futile. Mark, Jess's fiancé, emerged from the shadows, his face twisted into a mask of rage.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Joe?" Mark growled, his grip tightening painfully.

Joe winced, trying to muster a response, but before he could speak, Jess stepped forward, her face inches from his. Her expression was hard, devoid of any emotion save for a simmering anger. Without warning, she slapped him, the sound sharp and resounding.

"That's for thinking you can mess with me," she hissed, her hand connecting again, this time with a punch that landed squarely on his cheek.

Joe's head snapped back, pain exploding across his face. He grunted, trying to break free, but Mark's hold was unyielding. Jess moved with predatory grace, her movements fluid and precise. She reached for his crotch, her fingers digging into his flesh as she squeezed brutally.

"And this..." she whispered, her voice dripping with venom, "is for disrespecting what's mine."

She released his balls, only to deliver a swift kick that made Joe's eyes water. Unable to double over due to Mark's restraint, he let out a strangled cry, his body trembling with agony. Jess watched him writhe, a cruel smile curling her lips.

"Take off his jeans," she ordered Mark, her voice calm yet commanding.

Mark complied, his hands moving efficiently as he unzipped Joe's jeans and pulled them down roughly, exposing his underwear. Jess crouched, her eyes glinting with malice as she prepared to strike again.

"This is your last warning," she said, her tone icy. "Leave us alone, or next time, it won't be just kicks and punches."

With that, she delivered another series of brutal knee strikes to Joe's exposed groin, each hit more painful than the last. Joe's screams filled the room, his body going limp with each impact. Finally, Mark released him, letting him crumple to the ground like a rag doll.

Jess stood over him, her chest heaving with exertion, her face set in a determined scowl. She kicked him once, twice, three times, each blow landing with sickening thuds. Joe lay motionless, his body a testament to the fury he had unleashed.

"Get out," Jess spat, her voice echoing through the silent room. "And don't come back."

Joe has been texting Jess, an unbelievably hot brunette girl with an amazing body, toned legs and pretty feet... She has a fiancé and pushes away his advances.. but when he doesn't give up, she invites him over.. when he arrives, she is wearing gym gear, a revealing crop top, short gym shorts and bare feet.. she invites him in when suddenly Mark, her fiance ambushes him, holding his arms behind his back whilst he stands... Jess squares up to Joe, slaps him and punches his face.. before attacking his balls.. 

She kicks him hard, but he can't drop due to mark holding him.. she then takes off his jeans, and punches and knees his balls repeatedly, before kicking him super hard in the balls once more, mark lets him drop to the floor and she kicks him three last times whilst he's on the floor  

Brutal Gym Gear Revenge Encounter

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