Delia


My life was ruined by an old female fighter. Well, that was one reason why it
was ruined at least.

I am not the best writer in the world since I never even graduated High
School. And now at 53 years old, with emphysema from a lifetime of smoking and
on social security disability and I know at the end of my shitty life I can
tell my story.

Born and raised here in Ohio I was a wild mother fucker growing up. My dad was
never around and my mother was a drug addict whore who left me and my 2
brothers in foster care when I was 8. Yeah, life sucks what can I say. What
did I do growing up in the 4 foster homes I was in? I stole, fought and smoked
a lot and did everything wrong and bad a kid could do. The only good thing
that ever happened to me was being put in the last foster home since those
people were nice and guess what, they did not deserve me since I was and am a
bad apple. I was an angry SOB and a no good for nothing.

The McArthy's were nice people with good hearts and I caused them a lot of
pain I am sorry to say. The only time I ever cried was at their funerals as I
felt guilty I put them through so much shit. I was with them from age 12-19
when I went into the Army. But like I said, the one thing I was good at was
fighting and I did that as much and as often as possible. I had a chip on my
shoulder and was always the angry fucker and I let everyone know it with a
punch in their mouths no matter their age or size I was going to fuck you up.
I beat people up in church, school in their own homes or on the street, nobody
got away from me and I loved being the man, they all knew me, everyone in the
neighborhood knew not to fuck with me or I would beat the shit out of you
anywhere and anytime I could. Yeah, got expelled, got fucked up bad by guys
who were bigger and stronger , got arrested but at the end of the day it was
me who fucked YOU up, period end of story. I would get you if I had to wait a
year or more but eventually my fists would be finding your face, no doubt
about it.

When I was 14 I was already grown at 5'10 and thought I was 34 and not 14. I
could not tell you my weight since I never went to a doctor or had a scale but
I would say at that age I was 150 lbs or so but not sure. Drinking and smoking
and fucking everyone up was what I did. When I was just 14 year old punk I
already demolished everyone in my grade and the grade above me and the grade
above that. I remember fighting when I was 8 years old on. The girls loved it
or at least the ones I cared about but the big deal was I knocked out, as in
put to sleep, a 17 year old kid in school one day when I was 15. That made me
THE MAN for sure as punching that cock suckers face in and seeing him crack
his head on the bathroom floor and lay there sleeping was great. People asked
me how I felt and I felt great and at the time I could not care less if I
killed the prick- to give you an idea how demented and angry I was. The one
thing I wanted most at that time? To fight more and knock out more people.
Everyone knew me back then, I never had to buy smokes or a beer and I was the
most popular and feared kid around. As I got older I got stronger and I beat
up more and more kids. I beat up our next door neighbor who was 40 something
and I was a 16 year old asshole supreme. Made the man cry like a fucking girl
as I pounded his face in in front of his wife for telling me not to throw my
beer cans on his driveway!!! His wife was balling, he was crying and on his
knees and I just kept pounding him in his face until he was knocked out cold.
And yes, I was arrested for this and spent 3 days in jail until my foster
parents arranged for me to be released on probation. I did not care a lick as
I thought I was a bad ass. In my head I was too.

I went to High School but hardly any classes and at that point even the
teachers were scared of me. I beat up 2 of them outside of school on the same
fucking day by coincidence. Not worth writing about those two pussys who tried
to "counsel" me to become a normal person. I look back now and wish I would
have listened to them but my reputation was strong as someone not to fuck with
, ever, and someone who will punch the fuck out of ANY mother fucker anytime I
wanted. By this time, age 15-16 I was already getting laid by the group of
girls who loved that shit. Looking back they were all as demented as I was,
all slut/whores good for nothings who I am sure ended up the way I am now- A
ZERO, unmarried loser with nothing but a small pension from the docks and a
busted up face from taking too many punches myself. Yes, I would smack these
girls around sometimes and yes even punching some in their whore faces and
guess what? They took it and always came back for more and why? Because I was
THE man and we all knew it.

So who is the female fighter I mentioned at the beginning?. Everyone knew or
heard of this older broad who lived in this big house in the "rich area" of
town. We all saw her here and there but things we heard were well interesting
gossip for back then. Deila was a solid 5'8 with big fucking tits and built
solid as a brick house. I once saw her in town wearing this dress, a blue
dress that I will never forget, walking on Main street with some big guy, this
broad had muscles like a guy in her arms, big tits, and she walked with the
confidence that screamed////// I can fuck anyone, I am stronger than any woman
anywhere, my tits are amazing and I can fight anyone I want. She had broad
shoulders and looked fucking powerful and confident. She knew everyone was
staring at her and for good reason too. Yeah, she had a rumor a reputation
that she fist fought dudes. We heard that she beat up the guy who owned the
hardware store in town who used to be the High School football star in town,
we heard she beat up a lot of dudes and always drove the best cars and walked
around like she owned the place and nobody ever saw her work for a living so
we figured these guys paid her way. I always thought it was bullshit until I
saw her in that dress. She was broad boned,had muscles that were bigger than
mine, shit bigger than any guy I knew but totally fucking hot and hotter than
any bitch around, not even close. Back then nobody went to a fucking gym, we
played some ball outside and we used our fists to get what we want. Who fucked
around with weights or anything? Not me or anyone I knew. This lady was really
sexy and beautiful but her muscles were just hard to think about and they were
big and defined too and if she really was a fist fighter or not I was not sure
if I believed. I watched her walk every step down that block and saw those
biceps and triceps I saw the muscles in her back dance around with each step,
a perfect V shaped body from the back and from the front of course those big
titties and flat belly and that look of confidence was captivating (nice big
word, huh?).

One day I was pummeling some kid in his yard, next door to Deila's house, this
older lady. The kid had a big mouth and lived on the rich side of town and
drove his own car and shit and was going around town saying shit about me and
how he was going to kick my ass and the usual shit. Tim was like 20 something
and I fucked his girlfriend a few times and she blew me in front of some of my
friends in a car one night so he went ape shit talking shit. The chick was hot
as hell and way above my pay grade for sure as her dad was some lawyer in town
but she liked "bad boys" and that was me so fucking her was easy and havingher
suck my cock in front of a few of my friends was easy too. Once a whore always
a whore. I am sure she lives like a queen now, somewhere but like I said once
a whore always a whore. Anyway, I could not wait to hammer this cock sucker
and fuck him up. My boys told me he was at his home and waiting for me so a
bunch of us ran over. He was waiting for me? What a joke. The second I saw him
I attacked him full force, my usual style and when I was done beating the fuck
out of him I looked up and see Deila watching the whole thing wearing a
t-shirt and dungarees. My friends were cheering me on and Timmy boy was lying
there in a pool of blood as I took his head and smashed it into the grass
telling him if I heard him talking shit I would kill him. He muttered some
shit but I knew he got the point. I just kept punching him until he was
motionless and then punched him some more for the hell of it.

I looked up and heard Deila say "hey tough guy come over here". Holy shit I
thought, now I will get to fuck this older woman and I was really excited!!! I
just finished beating on good ol Timmy when I heard her voice and was happy to
hear it. All of my friends were there too to witness this, I was so into it.
So I walked over to her feeling like a big man, at barely 17 no less, but
fresh off beating this cock sucker in his own yard in front of my boys so I
was feeling good and strutted on over. I had his blood on my fists and I felt
like the King. Once in her yard she told me to stay there and after a while
she came down and I am telling you I was ready to fuck this old broad big
time. The t shirt she was wearing clung to her like glue and those massive
titties looked amazing and even the muscles in her arms looked hot to me with
the tiny waiste and all. She says " so you are the tough guy I have been
hearing so much about, huh?" and I say that's right and if you need a real man
to watch over you I am it babe. I had no respect for anyone at that point in
my life. She smiled and then laughed out loud and said "so maybe you and I can
show your little friends how tough you are" and with that she walked towards
me and punched me right in my face!!!!!!!!! And hard too. It was like, what
the fuck lady do you want to die today? I almost went after her but instead
was thinking I want this hot pussy so I said, punch me again and I may have to
beat the fuck out of you here next to Timmy and then fuck you like a man. She
did not say a word and moved a little to her left and threw a thunderous hook
to my side and another punch to my jaw that really wobbled me. I was pissed
since I had a hair temper anyway I put my hands up and said, OK cunt, time to
be taught a lesson and then I will let you blow me AND my friends. So I get my
hands up and she does too and we circle each other as she is smiling the whole
time and over the next maybe two minutes I got my ass kicked like maybe two
times ever before. She was throwing jabs with lightening speed and accuracy
and big punches too all over my mother fucking body and I was getting
demolished to the point between the blood and instant swelling I couldn't see
shit and was getting hammered. The first time she knocked me down I heard my
friends running away and I stood up wobbly and all I could see was her t shirt
was off and she had on a black bra but that did not last long as she continued
punching me in the face until the inevitable knock out. I was KO'd 4x in my
life and all by MUCH OLDER and better trained guys, never by some broad. I
remember opening my eyes and then they closed by themselves again. This lady
knew how to fight.

I was dragged into her yard and woke up to her sitting on my face pissing on
me and I did not realize what was going on right away and when I did I started
to push her off me and was punching her body. She turned around and stood up
and then wolloped me and threw one punch down at me and I was knocked out
again!!! Next thing I knew I was tied to a chair in her living room as she
paced around me wearing that black bra and jeans.

I was really beaten and dizzy and felt sick like never before. I felt my face
swelling and the pain in my body was intense from her body shots. We never
used body shots in street fights it was always head shots plus I was not in
any kind of real fighting shape like a trained fighter so my body was never
really strong, all Iknew how to do was punch. She was telling me how useless
and weak I was and that she ran this town not me. What the fuck. Over the next
12 month's before I went to the Army I was her bitch and everyone knew it. I
cooked and cleaned her house, I showered and shaved her and tended to her
every need. I was inher house 365 days that year and often stayed over but
when I did I stayed tied to a chair and slept that way. I still fought a lot
in the streets, she allowed that but I had to tell everyone she was
controlling me. She made my friends come over to watch me clean and cook,
sometimes in the nude and she beat me up several times in front of them. I had
to beat the shit out of them too, in front of her, to make sure they knew I
still could and I really beat them big time. She would periodically beat the
shit out of me in public and in private and made me do a bunch of shit to her
and to her girlfriends that scarred me for life and not that I needed any more
scarring. Having her girlfriends piss on me and slap and punch me was fucked
up since I could have beat ALL of them on the same day but of course could
never lift a hand to them in front of her. The physical and psychological
torture was damning and scarring. She was MUCh stronger than me and not even
close in terms of being a skilled fighter. She actually had training. My only
way out was the Army and I went for 4 years. She broke me several times!!!!

All I could think about was revenge during those 4 years. The Army sucked shit
but it did have one benefit. I really learned to fight and lift weights and I
gained a lot of muscle weight. The first stop when I went home was to go visit
her. I rang her bell and there she was, 4 years later still looking amazing
and fit. I pushed my way in and told her and I mean told her not asked her, to
fight me. She laughed in my face and said, becasasue you grew do you think I
cant beat your ass for the 100th time? She walked back to the bedroom and took
out this gigantic dildo and said, OK toughguy let's fight and then I have a
surprise for you. She tried to throw a jab in my face and I blocked it, she
tried again and I blocked it and punched her in her face, right there in the
living room. We went at it and it was not close, I beat her so bad and left
her for dead. Even after I had her down and almost out I sat on her chest and
punched her until my hands were killing me and she was unconscious. Blood
everywhere and I could not stop punching her in her face. When I finally
stopped I spit on her and kicked her in her sides a few times. I stood up and
took out my cock and pissed allover her and waited for her to open her eyes.
It was great and for the first time I saw some fear in her eyes. I sat onher
chest and rubbed the piss over her face and told her to get up I am not done
and she did. She stood up and put up her fists but I think we both knew that
she was now fighting a man, not a kid, a man in much better shape and strength
and we faced off again. To me she looked old and I told her and she was angry
and her face had a look that she was going to kill me. I was very aggressive
and started pounding her face and body like I was taught, she did catch me a
few times and each of her punches still hurt and made me a little woozy but
she had no chance. Once I knew I had her I talked to her and told her what I
really thought of her and pounded her like raw meat until she was against the
wall with pictures falling off the wall as she bounced off it. A few face
punches made her pitch forward and I I put EVERYTHING into an uppercut to her
gut, a gut that I have to say still had more muscle than mine, a gut that
showed all of those years of situps and whatever else she did but that punch
by me, a grown man made her body jump up and go aghhhh and her head was bent
over and I just went to town until she dropped on her side and I pushed her
over and pounded her face some more until she was unconscious!!!! I stood over
and stole some money from her purse and some jewelry from the bedroom, a room
I knew all to well from cleaning it and being fucked by her. I left her house
and left the town for good and moved 35 miles away where I still live and
never heard from her. I always was on the lookout though but nothing.

Yes, my life always sucked. No wife or kids, emphysema and heart problems from
drinking and smoking and will die soon and alone. But no man or woman ever got
the last laugh on me. Not even her!!! She did help ruin my life.