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It’s been a long day. It is late evening when I finally get home. I haven't eaten all day and not since last night. I've always had a very sensitive, delicate and weak stomach. When it is empty, it cramps and hurts me terribly. I'm sitting on the sofa holding my cramping stomach bent over in p*in while trying to decide what to prepare to eat when my roommate suddenly storms in angry and calling me a b*tch! She says she hates me for what I did and she's gonna hurt me where I'm weakest! OH NO!! I fear she means she will h*t me in my already cramping and hurting empty stomach and my soft, unmuscled belly and lower tummy. She knows very well how weak my stomach is, how soft and unmuscled my belly is - my gut, and my lower tummy. I’ve told her many times.

I'm in shock and have no idea what she's talking about! What did I do? Before I can even ask her, she angrily pulls me to my feet and proceeds to beat me up exclusively in the stomach, belly and lower tummy/abdomen. She drives hard uppercut punches, knees and kicks up into each abdominal area with all her strength. The p*in is unbearable as she violently punishes my vulnerable and weakest areas of my body, hurting me, making me pay for whatever she thinks I've done through my stomach, belly and tummy. She knows I can't take it anywhere in my midsection and is why she targets every part of it. She know exactly how and where to hurt me the worst!!

The viciously br*tal attacks go on and on with long breaks in between when she just watches me s*ffer from her deliberately targeted attacks up my empty stomach organ, my belly/gut and lower tummy/abdomen with lots of bend over, doubled over and doubled up stomach holding, belly hugging and tummy cradling - standing on my feet, on my knees and on my sides and back on the floor putting on an involuntary upskirt panty show while s*ffering breathlessly in otherworldly stomach p*in and belly/tummy agony. She is enjoying watching me s*ffer and delights in my embarrassing panty exposure.

To finish me off, she gets a bat and rams the thick, rounded tip of it up my already ruined stomach organ, up my already rearranged and battered guts and decimated tummy, leaving me doubled over desperately clutching the length of the bat still up my guts. I'm done for. I fall my knees driving the bat further up my throbbing guts, impaling them more onto it before I fall over and writhe and squirm in my final p*in-wracked stomach agony, keeping the bat in my guts for some strange reason. Will I ever be able to get up? Will the agonizing throbbing, aching p*in in my stomach, gut and tummy ever subside? Will I ever be able to eat solid food again? Will I live through this night of stomach hell?? What did I do to deserve this savage stomach beating? Was she trying to end me??

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