Julie




After years of being in control, I was soundly defeated by my daughter Julie
in a fight that had been years in the making, by Susanjoan@loveable.com.

My daughter Julie and I have a lot of history and even more so the last year
or so. Julie was little when I started fighting and has grown up with it. She
has been a part of it for many years, participated in many fights, and has
fought me since she was in her late teens. She never was terribly motivated
and so was never a great fighter and even though she is 24 years younger then
me, she's never had the same spark that I did. I don't think she ever beat me
in a fight but she did so love getting me into fights with other women. Well,
our history got kind of ugly when her fireman boy friend Frank started paying
more attention to me than her and indeed when we became an item it really was
the straw that broke the camels back in our relationship. I had not seen Julie
for more than 6 months until 5 weeks ago.

It was about 9:30PM on a Friday night about 5 weeks ago that I answered the
door bell to find Julie standing there. She bulled her way in the house and
said we had something to settle. She told me it was time to settle up for all
the years of bullshit I'd given her and tonight was the night. I knew that
what she really wanted to settle up was me taking Frank away from her but
knowing our history together I wasn't prepared for her next move. She said she
wanted to fight me right here and right now. No rules other than the last
woman standing was the winner. And the winner was going to be able to call the
shots in the house and get the loser to wait on them hand and foot.

Now, as I had been put of action since a devastating fight with Michelle (it
ended with both of us in the hospital and me with a broken arm), and I'd
missed the thrill of the fight lately, and since I knew what Julie and I were
like fighting together, this really got my juices flowing so I said sure. We
headed down to the basement workout room and prepared to go at each other. We
agreed to start in bras and panties and my outfit defiantly showed the
spontaneity of this fight as I was left in an old black cotton bra and beige
panties after striping off my jeans and t shirt.

I was rather surprised at the outfit Julie was to fight in (Small black lace
demi bra and what looked like a black silk thong) and also the way Julie's
body looked. She'd had a great figure since she matured as a teenager but now
she looked firmer and even tighter than before. My girl looked like she'd been
really working out (I later learned that Julie's figure had gone from
37dd-22-36 to an amazing 38DD-21-35!) and I think this was the first time I
thought that perhaps it might not be business as usual!

As we started to fight I had my second indication that it might not be
business as usual as she made first contact with a well placed foot that hit
me squarely in the stomach. I doubled over and was met with a knee to my chest
which straighten me out and dumped me on the mat! Julie stood back and taunted
me, "come on Mom...you're making it too easy!". And she made no move towards
me till I was back on my feet facing her.

We moved at each other again and I was definitely a bit more cautious this
time! I attempted to contact with a right but Julie easily deflected it. As I
tried the same move with a left, Julie stepped out of the way and kicked me
again but this time in the right thigh. I almost when down on one knee and as
I was trying not to, didn't even see the right fist that solidly connected
with my right tit. I did however see her follow up punch and although I was
able to move to the side, it still painfully tagged my left boob on the side.
Next, Julie grabbed the center of my bra and used it to whip me into the
corner of the room. As she came at me I lashed out with my right foot and
caught her just below her waist. This stopped her dead in her tracks, doubled
her up and set her up for the standing headlock I applied. As she struggled to
get out I did my best to compose myself and take in all that had happened in
the last couple of minutes. This was a new Julie and unless I took her very
seriously, she was going to beat me in short order.

Feeling some of my strength come back, I released a gasping Julie and
proceeded to knee her right in the chest. As she recovered from this move I
continued to recover from the boob beating she'd already issued to me.

As we faced each other again it was with a lot more respect in my eyes and
with a twinkle I hadn't seen before in her eyes. I did not have a good feeling
about this or about what Julie had been doing in the past 6 months but I had
the feeling I would soon find out!

I lashed out with what I thought was a good right leg kick that if it had
connected would have caught her right between the legs. Instead, Julie caught
my leg at about knee level under her left arm and proceeded to hit me with
several good right punches to my mid section. Hopping around on one leg I was
not in the best position and could do little as she followed that up with a
right that mashed my left tit to my chest and then she flipped me to the mat.
She made the mistake of getting two close as I got up and I charged her from a
kneeling position and took her down.

We rolled wound the floor for a few minuets and both got in as couple of good
slaps in but neither of us was able to really get an advantage. As we rolled
away from each other I was first to my knees and connected with a devastating
right that caught her in her left tit. As Julie fell backwards I was on her
sitting on her stomach and wrapping my hands around her neck. Rather than
struggle with my hands, Julie pulled down my bra and attacked my tits,
specifically my now rock hard nipples. A nipple grab on each that she then
used to mash my puppies together and my 37Ds were in a real hurting way.
Didn't take long before she had me off her and she was totally in charge!

She released my nipples and pulled me up by my useless bra and punched me hard
in the face. She did it a couple of more times till the material of my bra
broke and I crashed to the mat.. As I rolled on the floor she smashed her
right foot directly into my stomach and I screamed out in pain. She stopped
long enough for me to roll away and she allowed me to get to my feet.

As I stood there looking at her she reached behind her back and unfastened her
bra and slipped out of it. She motioned to me to come and get her, daring me
to go tit to tit with her. Yes, my daughter had grown and now was giving me
the fight of my life!

I charged her smashing my tits into hers but hers did more damage to my
already injured boobs. As I tried grabbing Julie's breasts she double punched
mine not only smashing the outside of each but ramming them together. After
this move it wasn't hard for her to burry a right fist into my stomach and
grabbed me in a headlock.

As she paraded me around the room holding a very tight grip on my neck, I
reached out as best I could and latched onto her breast. I attached the nipple
and managed to get a scream of pain from Julie. As she released the headlock I
was able to smash her right breast with a hard shot and them slapped her left
tit. I kneed her in the belly and elbowed her in the head and she dropped to
the mat.

I stood over my daughter with one leg planted firmly on either side of her
body and taunted her saying that she was not woman enough to beat her mommy
when suddenly and without warning she punched me with all she had directly
between my legs. I practically fell on her and she proceeded to pummel my tits
as she got to her feet.

Julie wasted no time in coming down hard on me, mashing my tits with her knees
as she fell on me with her total body weight. I know I screamed out in pain
and continued as she continued to pummel my tits with her knees. Finally she
got off, only to again drop on me knees first right into my stomach. I had
little left as she grabbed me by my nipples and started to drag me around the
room. I screamed out I give up, but Julie didn't care. She used my nipples to
once again smack my tits together and I think the pain was so extensive that I
blacked out. I came back to my senses as she grabbed my legs and spread them
apart and then stomped with the flat of her foot directly in my womanhood. I
again screamed and passed out.

As I came out of it again I realized that Julie was tying my hands together
with the remains of my bra. Once she was happy that they were secure, she
hoisted me in the air and hung me by the bra from a big hook I had in the
ceiling for a speed bag. My feet just about touched the floor and she
proceeded to laugh and taunt me. She enjoyed my pain and the fact that there
was nothing I could do. She slapped my tits, pinched my nipples, delivered a
couple of hard rights to my stomach and generally had a great time at my
expense. After about 15 minutes she grabbed my panties and pulled till the
fabric ripped, grabbed my nipples in both hands, slammed my tits together 4
times, laughed her ass off and proceeded to turn off the basement lights and
leave me to hang there.

She left me hanging there naked and defeated for the better part of two hours.
She came back down fully dressed and made up, announced that she had a date
with Frankie and cut me down and left me lying on the floor.

Now Julie told me in subsequent days that she'd worked out with a professional
woman fighter and that's why she got so good. I don't know if she meant a WWF
type fighter or perhaps someone like a Christine Dupree or Hollywood. She was
very secretive and would say no more.

This was only the first of several fights we've had over this last 5 weeks.
All of them hard and all won by Julie. She is a new girl and obviously I am
now the lesser of the pair. She and Frank have gone out many times and she
loves flaunting that in my face.

My little girl has truly grown up and she's now making Mom pay for all the
years when I was on top. Payback is a bitch!