KO'd by a Tomboy, The Next Step
By Mona


*** Its been almost four years since I wrote my original trilogy, KO'd by a
Tomboy, about Terrilyn's boxing prowess and posted it to the Valkryie website
(Misc. Stories 11). The email comments have continued to pour in and I
received over 200 from fans of the three stories and Terrilyn, asking for
more. As well, I have noticed other writer's have used Terrilyn and her
daughters in their stories. It is a direct result of this feedback and use of
the character's I developed by other writers, that I have returned to writing,
to continue outlining Terrilyn's boxing adventures. If you appreciate what you
are reading, please email me your comments to mona_sm222@hotmail.com, with
positive feedback I will continue to share Terrilyn's adventures and those of
her daughter's Lindsey and Ainsley. ***

The Beginning

In the first story, KO'd by a Tomboy, the tale of Terrilyn's brutal pummelling
and knockout of Robbie in his basement was told. Terrilyn was 14 at the time
and she totally dominated him with her fists, a larger 15 yr old boy, knocking
him out and then humiliating him further as he lay semi- conscious, after her
devastating KO. Robbie was out boxed, out muscled and dropped unconscious by a
female, a year younger, 2 inches shorter and 20 lb lighter. The erotic event
was Terrilyn's first and it was certainly Robbie's first experience at being
totally dominated and then humiliated by the muscle, power and fists of a
female.

Terrilyn never forgot that day and began boxing seriously at the age of 18;
during her vacation she spent the summer with her Aunt and Uncle at their lake
in the Laurentian Mountains of Quebec. Terrilyn's cousin Pete was a former
middleweight amateur Golden Glove winner, who was 26 yrs old and thought the
world of Terrilyn. Terrilyn was his favourite because she was so athletically
inclined and had such a positive attitude. Pete decided that because Terrilyn
was a gymnast and required exercise to stay in shape to compete in the fall,
that he would act as her personal trainer and teach her everything he knew
about boxing to help her stay in shape and learn the skills of self defence.
Terrilyn and her Pete worked-out 3-4 hrs a day, four days a week, all July and
August and Terrilyn being the keener she was, very quickly demonstrated
remarkable skills in boxing. Terrilyn was a natural athlete, at 18 she was 5'
5" and weighed 109 lb and was lean, muscular and very tough mentally. She had
also developed and matured physically as a young woman, her hips widened
slightly and her breasts began to grow and develop firmly. Her legs were lean
and muscular and she had washboard abs, her biceps when flexed looked
extremely impressive, hard as rocks and sized, the size of a tennis ball.

Pete had done a great job coaching Terrilyn in the fundamentals of the sweet
science of boxing and to say Terrilyn was a quick learn, definitely was an
understatement. Terrilyn learned and developed her boxing skills at a rate
that Pete found unbelievable and he had never believed someone, let alone a
female, could master and accomplish boxing skills so quickly and completely.

Terrilyn's speed and power were incredible for someone 5'5" and only 109 lb
and it totally blew Pete away, he was so very proud of her accomplishments.
Terrilyn's confidence also grew in leaps and bounds and she desperately wanted
to see if her newfound skills were effective in a real sparring session, like
they had been against Robbie, four years earlier. One night in late august,
she asked her cousin if he could arrange a sparring session for her before she
left for home and school on Labour Day weekend. At first Pete was a little
apprehensive because she was a girl of only 18, but then he remembered Allan.
He had just turned 18 yr old, Pete had coached him at age 17 the previous
summer, from across the lake, because he was being bullied. Allan was about
Terrilyn's size, maybe 5 or 6 lb heavier, but a year younger and certainly not
the natural athlete Terrilyn was. He decided Allan would be a suitable
opponent to spar with Terrilyn and she wouldn't get hurt and he was sure Allan
would agree and return the favour of coaching, he had given him the summer
before.

The sparring match was arranged 4 days later and Terrilyn was anxious and
eager, when the two faced each other in Pete's makeshift ring in the garage.
Allan was 8 lb heavier and wore gym shorts and running shoes for the match,
that Pete would referee. Terrilyn wore tight black spandex shorts and a black
bikini bathing suit top that nicely displayed her firm rounded breasts. Allan,
being a boy figured, as a favour to Pete he would go easy on his cousin and
hold back on his punches. As they faced off ready to start, Terrilyn flexed
her hard little biceps at Allan and said, " Are you ready for a pummelling
Allan?" All of a sudden Allan's look of confidence disappeared and was
replaced with a look of concern, his eyes focused on Terrilyn's hard biceps.
Terrilyn remembered what Pete had told her, that psychology was just as
important in boxing as skills in many cases, thus the bicep pose. She was
pleased how its effect changed the look on Allan's face.

Pete said "Begin" and Terrilyn approached Allan, fists up in the perfect
boxer's stance. Allan on the other hand was apprehensive now and couldn't help
but feel a little intimidated after observing Terrilyn's impressive, rock hard
biceps. Allan had his fists up waiting to see what Terrilyn had to offer as
she approached him deliberately. Terrilyn immediately noticed Allan was
holding his right hand a little low, below his chin watching her come in and
he flicked a lazy, slow left jab at her face that fell way short. With his
right hand still held low, Terrilyn returned the favour and flicked a
lightning fast left jab that struck Allan strait in the face and temporarily
stunned him. Terrilyn was beginning to get excited and her nipples stiffened
as she quickly realized Allan was not going to give her much trouble. Allan
obviously, hadn't listened very well to Pete's coaching because even after her
first left jab stung him strait in the face, he didn't hold his right hand any
higher. Terrilyn remembered what Pete had told her, "Take what your opponent
gives you" and she fired two more lightning fast left jabs into Allan's poorly
protected face. Both blows landed solidly and snapped Allan's head back and
really stunned him.

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Terrilyn immediately took advantage of Allan's dazed state and uncorked a
devastating and vicious left hook that landed solidly on Allan's right cheek.
The effects were equally devastating, as it landed with a brutal smacking
sound. Allan's eyes rolled back in his head and he crumpled unconscious to the
floor, arms stretched out, and spread eagle on his back. Terrilyn stood over
him half expecting Allan to get up or even look up at her, but quickly
realized, she had knocked him out cold. Terrilyn immediately flexed her rock
hard biceps in a victory pose and looked at Pete, who stared at Allan in
stunned disbelief. While Allan lay unconscious on the floor, Terrilyn began to
jump about in victory, with her arms raised. Pete glanced down at Allan as he
lay unconscious and grabbed Terrilyn's left arm and raised it in victory
proclaiming, " Winner, by devastating Knockout at 40 seconds of the First
round, TERRILYN." Pete then immediately applied smelling salts to revive Allan
as Terrilyn looked on. Terrilyn couldn't help but notice that as Allan lay on
his back, with Pete trying to revive him, he had a sizeable lump in the front
of his shorts. Terrilyn thought it was odd, that Allan would have a boner as
he lay there, she thought boners only happened when boys were sexually
excited, then she had remembered Robbie's similar reaction. Strange she
thought and then she noticed that her own nipples were erect and harder then
she ever could remember. Normally this only happened when she was cold, which
she wasn't now or excited, which she realized she was as she noticed her
breathing had quickened and her heart was racing.

Allan came to after about a minute later and looked up at Terrilyn and began
to cry, this for some strange reason just heightened Terrilyn's excitement and
her nipples ached, they hardened so much and her crotch began to feel moist.
Allan was attended to by Pete and was soon standing, his crying stopped. He
said, "that's the last time I box with her, she punches way too hard".
Terrilyn thanked Allan for the sparring session and Allan left a humiliated
and dejected boy. Pete told Terrilyn after Allan had left that he had never
watched a bigger mismatch and that he was extremely proud how she had so.
"Thoroughly, quickly and convincingly, dominated, knocking Allan out."

That night Terrilyn lay in bed recounting the match and realizing how totally
dominating she had been. One of her hands moved slowly to her firm young
breast and its hard nipple, as her other hand moved to between her legs and
slowly traced thru her pubic hair. Terrilyn felt goose bumps and began to
shiver as she remembered in detail each of the four punches she had landed on
Allan's unprotected face. They were all lefts she realized, she hadn't even
had a chance to unleash a right, which she knew was her power hand. Terrilyn
drifted off to sleep fondling herself as she remembered the final brutal left
hook, how solidly it landed, the awful sound it made as it made contact with
Allan's right cheek and finally the sight of Allan lying flat on his back,
knocked-out cold by her. And finally, the lump in his shorts and the fact the
lump was caused by a boner. Had her vicious beating of him caused his penis to
get hard she wondered? If this was the case, it really excited her and she
couldn't wait to try it again on some boy and hoped Pete, could arrange at
least one more sparring match before summer ended and she had to return home.

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The next day she asked her cousin if he could arrange just one more sparring
session before the summer was over. " I never even got to use my right hand
Pete, and Allan was a pathetic wussy, he never hit me once or even came close.
How am I suppose to learn anything in a match like that, he was scrawny,
what's the big deal knocking out a boy that's scrawny and way weaker". "Ok, ok
your probably right Terrilyn, he certainly wasn't much competition for you, I
should have known, you are the best student I ever had at boxing, I just
didn't realize how good you actually were and I didn't want you to get hurt",
replied Pete. "We have a week left, I'll see what I can arrange." Two days
later at the corner store Uncle Pete observed a 20 yr old boy from the lake
bullying his little sister in the car, while waiting for their Mother in the
store. The boys name was Paul and he had just turned 20, so he was at least 2
years older than Terrilyn, he was also pretty stalky and was at least 5'10"
and about 160 lb, that made him 5 inches taller and 50 lb heavier than
Terrilyn. Pete scolded him, to stop picking on his sister or he would tell his
Mother and he was thinking of telling on him anyway if he didn't come over to
Pete's cottage the next day at 10 am to help do some chores. Paul was afraid
his mother would ground him, if Pete squealed on him and agreed. When Pete got
home from the store he told Terrilyn he had a sparring opponent in mind and
tomorrow at 10 am, she could see him and decide if she wanted to box him.
Terrilyn was ecstatic and could barely fall asleep that night, she was so
excited about the match. She wondered if she could dominate this boy as well
and make his penis hard too, with an unmerciful pounding, the thought of it
stiffened her nipples.

Paul showed up the next day at precisely 10 am, he was not happy about having
to do chores, but didn't want his Mother to find out he was bullying his
sister either. His bad attitude showed as Pete got him to stack some firewood
and went into the cottage so Terrilyn and he could look Paul over and make a
decision. Terrilyn watched him working from the window for about five minutes,
while Pete watched too. "He looks pretty strong Terrilyn, has a bad attitude,
likes to bully girls and is 5 inches taller and 50 lb heavier than you, it
will be a challenge." said Pete. " I can take him Pete, I know I can and
besides, if he likes bullying girls, I wanna pound some respect into him, I
won't knock him out early. I am going to punish him first, then humiliate him
by knocking him out." Terrilyn replied. Pete was amazed by Terrilyn's
confidence and the conviction she displayed as she eyed Paul up, through the
window.

Pete went outside with Terrilyn and called Paul over. Pete said, " Look Paul,
I have an offer for you to consider, you need to be taught a lesson for
bullying your little sister, so here is the deal. You can either perform
chores all day around here or if you choose, you can strap on some boxing
gloves and spar with my cousin Terrilyn here, what do you want to do?" Paul
looked at Terrilyn for a couple of seconds and said "No way, I am already
gonna get in shit for teasing my sister, what do you think my Mom will do if I
beat the shit out of your little cousin, how old is she anyway?" Terrilyn
immediately said " First off, I am 18 and you just turned 20 and secondly you
punk, it will be me beating the shit out of you and you'll be the one in tears
when its over, if your awake that is." Paul started to laugh and said "Alright
you cocky little skank, as long as your cousin keeps his mouth shut to my Mom
and promises not to interfere in the match, lets do it, this is gonna be fun"

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They stood across from each other in Pete's boxing ring in the garage. Paul
looked the more intimidating of the two and was barefoot wearing only his
boxer shorts. Terrilyn wore her tight black spandex shorts again and a thin
beige bra that was virtually see thru and clearly showed her firm round
breasts and dark nipples. She figured the sight of her breasts might just
distract this bully enough to give her an advantage and she wanted so badly to
pummel this jerk unmercifully. Her brown shoulder length hair was tied back in
a tight ponytail. Her ploy was obviously working, as Paul seemed transfixed
staring at her firmly rounded breasts. Just like Pete taught her, "Seize any
psychological advantage you can." Terrilyn then flexed her hard little biceps
and said to Paul " You'd be well advised to focus on these, you jerk, instead
of my tits, cause these are the ones that are going to give you a world of
hurt and as for my tits, well looking, is all your ever going get."

Paul didn't want Pete in the ring, cause he thought he would interfere, but
said he could stand outside the ring, in Terrilyn's corner and throw in the
towel anytime he wanted him, to stop beating the shit out of his cousin.
Terrilyn agreed and Pete said "go" and the match began. Paul walked strait at
Terrilyn with his hands down and was greeted by three sharp left jabs that all
landed and snapped his head back. In a raged Paul started throwing punched
wildly from every angle at Terrilyn, in retaliation. Paul's onslaught lasted
40 seconds and he must have thrown 45 punches, all of which Terrilyn calmly
slipped, blocked or avoided masterfully. When Paul began to tire, Terrilyn
immediately made him eat three quick left jabs again and a perfectly placed
right cross all of which landed unmercifully on the sides of Paul's face. A
devastating left hook then landed savagely on his right cheek, followed by a
stinging strait right that again snapped Paul's head back. As Paul's hands
dropped, two solid left right combinations landed solidly and forced Paul back
into the corner of the ring, where he used his gloves and arms to cover his
now bruised face. With Paul turtleing against the ropes, Terrilyn went to work
on his unprotected stomach with vicious left and right hooks, pummelling his
midsection. Terrilyn's biceps were working like pistons as she viciously and
savagely pounded away at Paul's stomach and ribs for over a minute. Tears
began to form and he begged Terrilyn to stop, but the sexy tomboy continued to
pound away at Paul's ribs and stomach, taunting him. " Like picking on girls
eh? you piece of shit," as Paul continued to cry and begged her to stop. He
lowered his arms to protect his sore ribs and stomach. Terrilyn then slowed
her pace and went upstairs to his head with vicious and brutally placed head
shots. Paul was finished; he hung against the ropes to battered and weak to
even defend himself anymore. Terrilyn stepped back and flashed her victory
bicep pose at Paul saying, " I am not done yet you jerk, I intend to really
punish you, before I knock you out." Paul's tears and begging, fell upon deft
ears. Terrilyn slowly and unmercifully pummelled Paul's already bruised and
battered face. Lefts, rights, uppercuts, jabs, hooks and crosses all landed
like it was target practice, but savagely and brutally. Both of Paul's eyes
were swollen shut, his cheeks supported huge welts and he was bleeding from
the nose and left eyebrow, he was literally out on his feet. Terrilyn stepped
back to admire her handiwork, her nipples stuck out like gumdrops as she
assessed her work. Her cousin Pete nodded at her to finish him, Terrilyn then
said " Time to end this, you jerk. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." And
with that Terrilyn threw a right uppercut from below her waist that landed
with cruel intent on Paul's chin, lifting him 6 inches off the floor. Terrilyn
was happy to notice Paul's boxers were straining with a giant tent as he fell
face first to the floor, knocked out cold. .

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There was no need of a TEN count, Paul wasn't getting up. Pete Leaped into the
ring and yelled, "Winner, by another sensational and devastating Knock-out ...
... ... ... TERRILYN." Pete raised her arm in victory, Terrilyn flexed her
right bicep at Paul, too bad he wasn't awake to observe it, in all its
splendour.

Two nights later, the evening before Terrilyn was to go home, she went for a
quiet walk by herself in the woods, to reflect on her summer and her
accomplishments. She had found a new passion and it wasn't gymnastics, it was
boxing. Not just boxing, but boxing boys and pummelling them, humiliating them
and flashing them her powerful biceps, before knocking them out. These had
become an incredible turn-on for Terrilyn, that stiffened her nipples whenever
she thought of it. She was also fascinated by the fact, that both of here
victims supported raging erections during her beatings and maintained them
while lying knocked-out and unconscious on the floor. She thought, too bad
Pete was present both times, she was curious to see just how hard those
erections were and what they felt like.

Suddenly Terrilyn heard someone coming and she hid behind a tree. It was Paul,
he walked past her to a clearing and sat on a big rock overlooking the lake
and began to cry and whimper quietly. Terrilyn snuck up behind him and
startled him by saying "Hello Paul what are you still crying for, is you face
still hurting?" Paul was startled and turned to face Terrilyn and in the
moonlight, she saw both his eyes supported major shiners and considerable
swelling. He looked at her and in a trembling voice said, " Don't hit me
anymore, you already won, leave me be." Terrilyn said " Come on Paul you must
have liked it some or why did you get a boner?" Paul responded, "I did not" as
he stood up and backed away from Terrilyn. " You certainly did, you liar"
Terrilyn said. She then noticed the lump had returned to the front of Paul's
pants, as he backed away from her. " Stop right there, Paul" she said firmly.
Paul froze in his tracks and Terrilyn noticed the lump getting larger. She
immediately associated Paul's erection with his fear, fear of her and it
excited her and her nipples started to stiffen. " Come here, right here in
front of me or this time I will pummel you with my bare fists" she shouted at
him. Paul immediately raced to stand in front of Terrilyn, trembling with his
eyes unable to keep contact with hers. She glanced down and Paul's tent, now
staining against his loose fitting shorts, and with a gleam in her eye she
said, "So what do you call that tent I see ?."

Paul started to cry again and said, "No, don't do this" Terrilyn balled up her
fist and flexed her right bicep in Paul's face and said, " I said what's that
tent, don't make me repeat myself". Terrilyn then threw a strait right jab
that brutally smacked against Paul's left cheek. Paul started to cry again and
said, " Please don't" Terrilyn responded "Shut-up and answer me." She then
smacked Paul again brutally on his right cheek with her bare left fist. Paul
said sobbing, " It's because you scare me and I am afraid you'll hurt me more,
I can't help it." Terrilyn responded, "I knew it, I knew it."

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Terrilyn then threw another bare fisted stait right cross than landed
mercilessly against Paul's left cheek knocking him onto his ass on the ground.
Terrilyn glared down at him and flexed her biceps saying " Stand up and pull
your shorts down, now" Paul quickly stood and obeyed Terrilyn's icy command.
As he stood naked in front of Terrilyn, with his throbbing erection pointing
skyward, Terrilyn firmly gripped his hard cock. Paul stood completely still
trembling, as Terrilyn viciously and roughly milked his erect cock. In less
than 30 seconds of her manipulation of his cock, Paul exploded in an eruption
of jism that shot a foot in the air. Paul in an act of desperation bolted and
ran off home sobbing. Terrilyn realized her new found power and smiled
silently, she could wait to return to the city now and experiment with her new
boxing skills, on boys who had a lesson coming, in most cases, long over due
... ... ... ... ... TO BE CONTINUED!

If you enjoyed this story and want more, email me at mona_sm@hotmail.com and
give me your input ... ... ... ... ... Mona

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