Barefoot Justice
By Jack
A reformed female bad-ass uses her skilled bare feet to put four bullies into some well-deserved pain.

Jenny stretched her blue-jean clad legs out on the grass and let her tanned
feet enjoy the warm comfort of the sun's rays. Things were going well for the
19-year-old bad-ass here at Jones Community College. She'd never done well in
school before, but maybe a little maturity had given her the wherewithal to
suddenly start enjoying learning. She had a bit of a checkered past with
trouble and alcohol, but that was all behind her. And then there were the
boys. With her tight-cropped hair, knockout tan, body to die for, and natural
attitude, Jenny was the untouchable bad girl that every boy on campus threw
himself at. And to top it all off, her bare feet hadn't touched a pair of
shoes in about three months. Jenny believed totally in the power of bare feet.
They made her feel free and sexy ... oh, yeah, and it was a lot more fun to
kick ass with bare feet!

Suddenly, Jenny saw something out of the corner of her eye which might ruin
anyone else's day: A big brawny guy smacking his girlfriend. He and his
buddies pulled her back behind a building. Jenny smiled.

Now, Jenny had a new group of friends that were trying to keep her on the
straight and narrow. A group of fellow barefooting women that practiced karate
together. She'd joined them because she felt like throwing a few different
moves into her natural streetfighting. But friends bring stability and morals,
and Jenny was starting to see that her incredible fighting skills needed to be
harnessed so they would stop getting her into trouble ... and they could also
be used to dish out justice when it was needed. The girls (Amber, Jessica,
Dawn, and Erin) had a name for their group: Barefoot Justice. They had learned
that nothing put a male asshole in his place like a thoroughly humiliating and
one-sided beating from a gorgeous, confident, barefooted girl. Even better
when a group of four or five guys got their comeuppance from one smaller but
thoroughly superior female. That she should help that girl by teaching her
boyfriend that slapping the wrong woman could put you in the hospital.

Jenny shrugged. She just liked having an excuse to put some assholes in the
hospital.

"Hey, boys." Jenny chimed. "We having some fun?"

Jed looked up to see the single finest girl at JCC staring him down, hands on
her hips. His buddies' jaws dropped to the ground.

"Damn!" "That's the best looking thing I've seen all day!" "Hey, babe, let's
have some fun!"

"Well, boys," Jenny grinned, "I'm sorry I have to break up the party, but I
kind of got the impression that the four of you were ganging up on this one
little girl here. And if it takes four of you to take on one girl, then I
thought it might be fun to gang up on the four of you!"

Two of the guys (Mike and Jerry) started laughing. Girls were made for
slapping around. What did this little bitch think she was doing? Only Ray (the
smallest and the smartest) started to back away.

"Hey, Ray!" Mike laughed, "What's the matter? Scared of a girl?!"

Ray looked. She was smiling, so smug and superior, totally confident. Her toes
were wriggling, like she knew she was just itching for a fight.

"She's one of those barefooted girls!" Ray cried. "I've heard about them. They
find guys who are slapping around defenseless girls, like we are, and they
beat them shitless. My buddy Billy Ray was laid up in the hospital for a week!
So were six of his buddies, and they couldn't lay a finger on the girl who was
creaming 'em. But they were beating up some dorky kids, so I guess they had it
coming ... and we will, too, for letting Jed mistreat his girlfriend!"

Jenny grinned. It was nice to have reputation precede. "That's right, boys.
I'm a member of Barefoot Justice, and the four of you are about to get the
hiding of your life ... and you know what? There's absolutely nothing you can
do about it!"

Mike laughed again. "Fuck you! Go get her, Ray!" And he did the last thing Ray
wanted ... Mike shoved Ray bodily toward the barefoot enforcer. A look of
total fear overcame Ray. Jenny almost felt sorry for him. He had probably been
bullied into this sort of girl-beating behavior, and he was the only one who
seemed to respect her authority. But, the laws of streetfighting were in force
here, and Jenny had to deal with her challenger, even if he was not the one
who had offered himself up.

WHAP!!! Jenny's muscular leg extended a thick and calloused bare foot right
into Ray's face. KABOOM!!! His nose spewed blood, his mouth spewed teeth, but
fortunately Ray was unconscious as his body flew through the air and crashed
into a pile of trash bags. When he came around, he'd be in a world of hurt,
but Jenny took comfort in knowing that her supporter would get the quickest
and least painful ass-whooping.

The boys' jaws all dropped to the ground. Who was this girl?

"All right," grinned Jenny, a smirk of amusement and self-pride across her
face, "who's next?"

Mike, Jerry, and Jed looked one to another. Suddenly, they were each trying to
think of reasons why one of the others should demolish this bitch. Jed didn't
come up with the best, but it was the first.

"Go get her, Jerry," and he pushed Jerry toward this insolent girl. Jenny
smiled and decided to let Jerry take a few shots, instead of wiping him out
first thing. SWOOSH! Jerry sailed a fist which Jenny easily ducked. SWING!
SWING! Jenny leaned back to easily dodge the next two attempts.

"Stay still, bitch!" Jerry yelled, but that was all he yelled, because two
hits from the same fist made his mouth explode in blood and teeth while his
eyes rolled back in his head.

Jenny grinned at her latest victim. "OK. I'll stand perfectly still, and still
beat you up without taking even one scratch on my person. Come on, loser.
You're about to get more pain than you'd ever imagined!"

The fear had started. Jenny knew that look well. Once the male assholes
started seeing what they were up against, they became dead afraid. Of the
beating. Of having their pathetic fighting skills revealed. But most of all of
being beaten up publicly by a thoroughly desirable girl. And the pain ... that
too.

Jerry threw a punch, which Jenny blocked with her left arm. She followed by
belting him in the solar plexus, folding him over, then straightening his up
with a nose-breaking fist in the face. While Jerry was too stunned to take
action, Jenny twisted his blocked arm with her left, forcing his face toward
the ground. WHAP! WHAP! Two perfect kicks to the face.

Ah, bare feet. God's greatest gift to Jenny. For one thing, they just looked
cool. Also, going barefoot added a whole new sense element to existence.
Feeling mud, grass, sand, or even warm pavement beneath her dirty soles. And
speaking of dirty soles, Jenny had always considered her trademark to be those
dirty barefoot prints which she would leave all over her enemies. Amber and
friends had taught her so much more about the true philosophy of female
barefootedness, Bare feet meant sensuality, openness, natural toughness and
softness combined, and the absolute need to stand up for what was right. Not
only that, but these feet were so important with boys. Guys went crazy for
them, and there is no better way to a girl's heart than having a good guy give
them a soleful foot massage.

But for bullies like Jerry, Jenny's bare feet meant a whole lot of pain. As he
saw that thick,.dirty, gorgeous, dirty sole with its bent-back toes come at
him, the world seemed to stop. He was about to enter a world of total pain,
and all he could do was pray. Jerry swore in his heart of hearts that he would
never bully anyone else again, if only he could get out of this situation
alive. Because Jerry also knew that he deserved every ounce of ass-whooping he
was getting.

And then that female bare foot smashed through his face, and all Jerry knew
was pain. Through the blood and tears, he saw this angel of Old Testament
justice smirking down at him superiorly.

"Why don't you lie there and bleed for awhile," Jenny said mockingly.

Mike and Jed stared at each other in disbelief. OK, maybe this tough chick
could whip Ray, but Jerry? Surely they could take her together. Right? Maybe
they both had somewhere they had to be right then ...

Unfortunately, running wasn't an option. Jed's girlfriend, Amanda, was
grinning ear to ear at what was being done to Jed's gang. If Jed ran, his rule
over her would be done. And worse than that, a crowd was gathering. And they
were cheering Jenny. Jed had bullied many a student in his day, and his reign
would be over if he turned and ran.

Then Jed saw his salvation. A wood plank lying on the side of the alley. He'd
beat this bitch to a pulp ... if it was necessary. First, he'd try:

"You guys are losers! You're getting beat up by some dikey bitch! How about
you, Mike? You gonna let that happen to you?"

Jenny smiled. The leaders would always hide behind their underlings. But it
never mattered. And in fact she preferred it that way. She would always punch
and kick her way through every single member of the gang, until it came time
to face the leader, who was usually cowering in terror by that time. Today
would be no different.

"So, Amanda," Jenny asked, calmly dodging Mike's flailing attacks, "what
should I do to these guys? Let 'em off easy, or wipe the pavement with them."

The audience yelled their votes. Unanimously, they wanted to see the two
bullies beaten into bloody pulps.

"Jed's given me black eyes, bloody noses, and more bruises than I can count."

Jenny smiled grimly. "Then that's what I'll give to them. HIIIII- YAH!"

And with that, she leapt into the air, and shot one foot into the face of Mike
and the other into the face of Jed. The cheers were overwhelming as both
bullies flew through the air.

Mike's face was throbbing and he was thoroughly stunned from the fall. He
didn't really have his wits about him until he realized that Jenny had dragged
him back up to standing. His vision came into focus to see the barefooted
bruiser smirking confidently at him. And that terrifying right fist was
waiting and poised. She just wanted to make sure he was ready for it.

"No, please, I'll do anything!""

KERPOW!!! Back in high school, those fists were feared by even the biggest
guys in school. And Mike was now joining the lists of guys who would be having
nightmares of Jenny Roberts' fists for the rest of his life. THUD! SMACK!
OOF!!!

Jenny was working Mike over in record speed with her fists. But those
legendary feet wanted some action, and so the kicks started flying. For the
next few days, Mike's eyes were swollen shut; also, his nose was broken, he
had a concussion, his lips were busted, a few teeth were gone, and there were
welts all over his body. When Jenny was done, Mike was crying his eyes out.

Now there was one mercifully unconscious bully, and two who were bawling like
babies. Jed looked in horror at the demise of his empire. Five minutes ago, he
was feared by his girlfriend and people in general. He had a group of cronies
to bully anyone he wanted. Now they were lying battered and broken with
varying lengths of hospital stays ahead of them.

Jenny, on the other hand, was having the time of her life. These four assholes
were getting exactly what they deserved. As long as she could get laid tonight
(which was pretty much a 100% certainty for a girl this sexy), she would have
the perfect day. But now, the final beating ...

Jed turned and ran. It was his only hope. He knew he didn't stand a chance
against this barefooted bruiser. But the people whom he had bullied ... they
wouldn't let him out. There was an enormous crowd penning in the action, and
they wouldn't let him through. And here came Jenny, walking inexorably toward
him.

Jed ran for that wooden plank. He picked it up and swirled it around. "Now
I'll finish you, bitch!" he cried hysterically. The crowd gasped in fear.

Jenny just laughed. "Oh, boy," she chuckled. "Loser-boy thinks he can hurt me
with his stick. From what I've heard you can't do much with your stick
anyhow."

That was all Jed could take. He pulled back the board to swing ... and that
foot crashed through his face. He pulled it back again ... and another foot in
face.

"How do my feet smell?" Jenny teased. The crowd loved it.

Jed raised the plank over his head ... but jenny reached up and held it while
kicking him in the groin. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!"

The plank fell to the ground. So did Jed, nursing his family jewels. But there
was nothing he could do as Jenny lifted him back to standing.

"Oh, God, no ... I'll do anything!" Jed begged. Tears were flowing freely from
his eyes.

"Number 1," growled Jenny, deadly serious. "You never hit another girl again."

"Yes," Jed nodded, "please just let me go!"

"Number 2," she shook him, "you never bully anyone again, or else I'll put you
in the hospital for a year."

"No, never again!" he bawled. "Please!!!!"

"Good. Now you can lie on the ground and bleed for awhile." She pulled back
her fist nice and slow, and there wasn't a damn thing Jed could do about it.

KABOOM!!!!!

Jed was unconscious before he hit the ground.

The crowd lifted Jenny up onto their shoulders to celebrate the dethroning of
Jed's rule of power. There was a new king ... or should I say queen. And this
queen believed in justice. Barefoot Justice.