DOUBLE TROUBLE By Jim Lake A 22-year-old guy is beaten and humiliated by his baby sister and her little friend. Megan and Darlene, a pair of precocious 12-year-olds, sat on the tan sectional sofa at Darlene's house, watching a Mel Gibson movie. Both girls wore their typical summer attire, T-shirts, shorts and bare feet. Halfway through the movie Jason, Darlene's handsome 22-year-old brother, walked into the house. He had just completed his junior year at college and was returning from his summer job at Home Depot. "You're late," Darlene said to her brother. Jason did not reply. "Where were you?" demanded Darlene. "It's 3:42. You get off work at 3 and I told you to be home by 3:30. What if Megan and I needed a ride to a 4 o'clock movie?" Megan was surprised how boldly Darlene talked to her older brother. She treated him as if he were the younger sibling. Even more surprising, Jason offered no answer. "Go bring us some lemonade and cookies," Darlene told Jason. Without argument, Jason did as he was told, returning with the drinks and snacks for the girls. "Car keys," stated Darlene. Jason obediently handed his keys to the curly brown-haired little girl. Megan couldn't believe what she was watching. "Where's your pay?" she asked. Jason reached into the pocket of his jeans, pulled out an envelope and handed it to Darlene. She took out the cash and counted it. She handed $40 back to her brother and put the rest, $200, into her shorts. Megan was stunned. Did Darlene actually make her older brother turn over his money to her? This was a 22-year-old man, tall, smart and studly, and his 12-year-old sister was treating him like a child. Jason still had not said a word since entering the house. "No go upstairs, get undressed and bring me your paddle," ordered Darlene. Jason left without protest. Darlene appeared to be in complete control of her older brother. What was going on here? "I can't believe how you can order him around," said Megan. "He does everything you say." "Of course," said Darlene. "I trained him." She told Megan the story of how she had taken control of her brother. A month ago their parents had purchased a cottage at Lake Wannamaker and had taken a week's vacation to prepare it for their summer weekends. Before leaving, they had told Jason he was in charge of Darlene. Darlene didn't like that idea. She decided she should be in charge of Jason. The day their parents left, 4-foot-11, 106-pound Darlene challenged 6-1, 172-pound Jason to a wrestling match. Jason, spending most of the last three years away had college, had no clue how strong his baby sister had become. She pinned him in less than three minutes, embarrassing the college student. He had played basketball and baseball in high school and appeared to be in excellent shape. But he was no match for his little sister. Not only did she beat him, she made fun of how easily she had defeated him. Jason considered himself fairly strong. Yet he was powerless against her, unable to even put up a good fight against a little girl who was about to enter seventh grade. Hearing this didn't shock Megan. She knew that Darlene could beat any boy in their class in arm wrestling. So could Megan. She remembered last summer watching Darlene beat up a 15-year-old boy who was much bigger than her. But not a grown man. The next day, after Darlene had defeated Jason, she challenged him to wrestle again. She had humiliated him the first time, and Jason wanted no part of this tough, little tomboy. Darlene refused to take no for answer and attacked him. This time she did more than beat him. She beat him up. She hurt him badly, bruising his body and his ego. She finished him off with a sleeper hold, knocking him out for several minutes. She then told Jason how things were going to be from now on. He was no longer the boss when their parents were away. She was. He would do whatever she said. Jason, obviously, objected. Darlene beat him up again, even worse than before. She told him never to question her again or she would beat him savagely in front of his friends. Jason realized that his little sister not only could, but would fulfill her promise. She turned her 22-year-old brother into her personal slave, ordering him to do all her chores around the house. He even had to ask his little sister's permission to go out. Jason returned from upstairs, totally naked and carrying his college fraternity paddle, humiliated by the stares from Megan. Megan was shocked. She had never seen a grown man naked. Jason's body fascinated her. Jason handed Darlene the paddle and lied down across his sister's lap like a little boy. She took the paddle and spanked him hard, 20 times. Jason began to cry. "You were late brother," said Darlene. "You know what happens when you disobey me." Megan was speechless, watching her little friend beat her college age brother because he had 12 minutes tardy returning home. Twelve-year-old Darlene was dominating a grown man! Megan was turned on. She loved the way Darlene humiliated him, a little girl in charge of a much older and larger man. Jason continued to whimper after his little sister finished beating him. "Knock it off you wimp, or I'll beat you some more," Darlene barked. "Guys are so weak," she said to Megan. "No go sit on Megan's lap," she said. Jason did as he was told, sitting down on the little girl with straight black hair, green eyes and massive thighs. Megan liked the feeling of holding the naked, muscular man. Her older brothers had sat on her lap before, but that had never given her the same sensation she felt now. She bounced him up and down on her knees like a baby. "Make him do something," Darlene told Megan. "He'll do whatever you say. He has no choice." Megan thought for a minute. She liked the idea, but didn't know what to command. "Want to put him in his dog collar?" Darlene asked. "OK," said Megan, unsure of what to expect. Darlene went to the closet and returned with a collar and leash, handing it to Megan. "Down on your hands and knees brother," ordered Darlene. "He's all yours," she said to Megan. Jason dropped to the floor. A smile filled Megan's face. She walked over to the man on all fours, slipped the collar over Jason's head and pulled it tight with the leash. "Now walk Doggie," she told him. The 22-year-old obeyed, humiliated again by another 12-year-old girl. After a few minutes Megan bored of the activity, put her bare right foot in the middle of Jason's back and shoved him to the ground. She removed the leash, dropped down on Jason and put him in a full nelson. She rolled him on his side, allowing her to wrap her muscular legs around Jason's waist, immobilizing the clothesless man. She squeezed her legs and he cried out in pain. This little girl was as strong as his sister. "Why don't you two wrestle, or have you already lost brother," teased Darlene. "I want to wrestle him," said an excited Megan. "But I'm going to give him a handicap." "OK Megan, what did you have in mind?" she asked. "Your brother gets to start on top of me with my arms pinned," said Megan. "I'll escape and pin him." "We have to give him an incentive," said Darlene. "He's so submissive he won't even try, and that won't be any fun for you. Tell you what brother. If Megan can't beat you, even with the handicap, I'll give you back $100 of your salary." At 5-1, Megan stood two inches taller than Darlene, but weighed less, just 96 pounds. Megan climbed off of naked Jason and rolled over on her back, placing her hands above her head, flat on the floor. Jason obediently climbed on top, placed his knees on her small shoulders and pinned her wrists to the ground. He needed that $100 and wanted to win badly. "Go," yelled Darlene. Jason had been shocked when Darlene had beaten him up. But Megan was even smaller than his sister. He wasn't going to let it happen again. As soon as the match began, Megan started raising her hands off the ground. Jason couldn't hold down her arms. His sister's little friend was overpowering him. Despite all of Jason's efforts, Megan grabbed his right arm with her right hand. Then she grabbed his left arm with her left hand and easily pulled the 172-pound man off her. She pounced on him, wrapping her right arm around his neck and her left arm under his thighs. She pulled her arms together, leaving bare Jason hopelessly trapped in a cradle. Megan had beaten all of her older brothers at one time or another in wrestling. But this was a grownup. She gave him a handicap and still beat him. Easily. She loved the sensation, the feeling of power it gave her. She looked down and saw Jason's cock in total erection. Not only was she sexually excited, she had turned on a grown man. This made Megan wet. "Give?" she asked triumphantly. He struggled fruitlessly for a few minutes, then surrendered. "You win," he said in utter despair. He had lost again to another girl who wasn't even a teenager. A college man had been made to submit to a girl just out of sixth grade. "Call me Mighty Megan, and I'll let you go," she said. "OK, you are mighty, Megan," he replied. "No. I said Mighty Megan," she taunted, squeezing him tighter. "Then tell me you think I'm pretty. Or I'll hurt you." "You are the Mighty Megan, you're too strong for me and I think you're pretty," Jason said in a monotone. Megan giggled and let him go. "I want to carry you," she proclaimed. "Whatever," he replied, realizing there was no point in arguing with his sister present. Megan and Jason stood up, the size difference glaring. He stood a foot taller than his tiny conqueror and outweighed her by 75 pounds. Yet she destroyed him in a wrestling match. "Don't just stand there Stupid," Darlene said with total disdain for her brother. "Hop on her back." Jason did, Megan placing her arms under his legs to support the still unclothed man. She paraded around the family room without straining. Twenty-two-year-old Jason felt totally humiliated, being carried by a 12-year-old girl who weighed less than 100 pounds. She was treating him like a toy. Simply carrying Jason proved too easy for Megan. She walked over to the stairs and began climbing. Her steel like legs supported Jason with no problem. On the second floor she carried him up and down the hallway, then back down the stairs. At the bottom she turned and this time ran up the stairs with Jason still riding her back. Darlene laughed as her girl friend made a fool of her older brother. Three more times Megan ran up and down the stairs without breathing hard. "Enjoying the ride little boy," she teased. She faced Darlene and flexed her surprisingly large biceps without dropping him. Darlene applauded. How could this be happening he thought. In less than three weeks his world had been turned upside down, dominated by his little sister and now her 12- year-old friend. Thank goodness none of his college friends could see what was going on inside his house. After carrying Jason for more than 10 minutes, Megan allowed him to slip off her back. "You're grounded for the night," Darlene announced to her brother. "But I have a date," Jason said in mild protest. "Cancel it," she said. "Call her and tell her you can't make it. Or do you want me to call and tell her your 12-year-old sister won't allow you to go." Both girls burst out in laughter, another dig at Jason's rapidly evaporating male ego. Jason made the call, telling his date that he couldn't go because his parents were making him baby sit his little sister. He quickly hung up. "I should beat the hell out of you for that," snapped Megan. "I'm sorry," he replied sheepishly. "Try that again and your next date will be picking you up in an ambulance. In fact, I think your next date will be with Megan. And you know she can beat you up just as badly as I can. How do you like that brother? "Now go upstairs, take a shower and go to bed. I'll decide later if you can have any dinner." His head down, his spirit completely broken, Jason did as ordered. He knew for certain his little sister would force him to take out Megan on a date, which was sure to lead to further humiliation. Darlene and Megan hugged with glee. The previous hour had been the most significant of Megan's life. She knew she wanted to control men and she knew how to do it. She would start with Jason. Her first boyfriend would be 22 years old and totally subservient to her. She fantasized about their evening together. But he would only be a start. Megan would be in charge of all her dates, all her boyfriends, all the men in her life, including her future husband. Walking home, barefoot as always, crossing a gravel parking lot without so much as a grimace, Megan first began planning how to take over her own house, how she would dominate her four older brothers and make all of them obey her. This was going to be fun.