Posted by Stephanie on October 03, 2006 at 22:52:37:
Two gorgeous young women stood in the middle of an arena. Mariska Hargitay and Kathryn Erbe stood facing each other. Both wore tight light blue tank tops and white short shorts.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Said Kathryn as a man tied a rope on her left wrist.
“Better this than getting shot down like a dog.” Said Mariska.
The other end of the rope was tied on Mariska’s left wrist, then the man handed each of them a knife. Mariska took advantage of her long legs by planting her foot firmly in Kathryn’s pudgy belly.
“Heeehhnhhh!” whined Kathryn as she jerked back.
Kathryn raised her hands and jerked back bent slightly as Mariska slashed toward her.
“Good one, Mariska, that one almost cut me open.”
Mariska thrust toward Kathryn’s chest, but Kathryn side stepped her. Kathryn kicked Mariska in the back of her left thigh.
“Aahh!” grunted Mariska as she fell to one knee.
Kathryn looped the excess rope between them around Mariska’s throat.
“Kat no!” gagged Mariska.
“Mariska, you’re too pretty to be stabbed to death. You deserve a more elegant death, like say strangulation.”
Mariska put all her weight on one leg and pushed her knife around her side.
“Bitch!” spat Kathryn as she loosened her grip on the rope.
Mariska turned and looked at Kathryn. Mariska’s knife stuck to the hilt in Kathryn’s gut just beside Kathryn’s navel. Mariska picked up Kathryn’s knife and walked toward the gasping woman. Mariska put the point of her knife under Kathryn’s left breast.
“Don’t! Please Mariska don’t!” whimpered Kathryn.
Mariska leaned toward Kathryn and drove the knife to the hilt.
“You…oh!...little…oh!...bitch…oooooo!” gasped Kathryn.
Kathryn’s light brown eyes rolled upward as she slumped to the floor.
“Sorry, Kat.” Sighed Mariska as she raised her hands.
Shump. Shump. Shump.
“Oh damn!” grunted Mariska.
She looked down in shock at three arrows stuck in her softly rounded gut. Shump. Shump.
“Uuuufff!” gasped Mariska as arrows pierced her big tits.
Blood ran over the center of her lower lip as she fell back over Kathryn. Mariska lay motionless bent back across Kathryn’s legs.