Battle of the sexes, part three
By tasslehoff
One big man gets what he deserves.


Patrick looked a bit shocked at the display of his Apple iPhone 6. The
conversation had been brief, very brief, so brief even that he doubted if it
had taken place at all. But her name was in the display, she had called 2
minutes ago. "Come over here, now!!" she hadn't even said her name.
Patrick didn't want to go, had other plans but knew from previous experience
that it was better to do what she told him to do. Five months ago, she had
also called him and ordered him to come over but as he was out of town, he had
to refuse. He could tell that she was furious but discovered how furious when
he was home again a few days later. He didn't even had time to unpack his
belongings when the doorbell rang. She had stepped in immediately when he had
opened the door and had slapped him in his face. Shocked Patrick had looked at
her but she had much more in store for him. Much much more. His left eye was
swollen shut for a few days, his nose was broken, she had knocked out a tooth
and he had to eat liquefied food for a few days. His entire body had been
covered with bruises and he had to call in sick. After that she had ordered
him to let her know whenever he would not be available for her. Whenever he
had to go to a birthday party, on a bussiness trip, on holiday, he had to let
her know in advance. No, refusing her again was out of the question.

Patrick went upstairs, walked into the study and grabbed the equipment she
wanted him to bring with him. He worked for the local broadcast station and as
a result, he had state of the art recording equipment. A camera, only used by
professionals, sound recording devices that would even make the national
broadcast stations jealous, and he was an expert in editing the footage. This
equipment and his editing skills were one of the reasons that they had
approached him, that and another reason. And till today, he had absolutely no
clue how they had found out about that. At first he was flattered that these
women had contacted him but after a while he learned that these women didn't
take "no" for an answer. He now wished he had said "no" to their
initial offer, but as they intrigued him, intrigued him a lot, he had agreed
to do a few gigs for them. He regretted that decision ever since but now it
was to late.

Patrick loaded everything in his car, looked behind him one more time and then
stepped in. He entered the address and waited until the navigation had
calculated the fastest route. "Allright let's go." he said to himself. She
lived on the other side of town and without traffic jams, he would be there in
10 minutes. "I wonder who is going to suffer this time."

Ten minutes later, Patrick arrived at her house. She lived in a very respected
neighborhood, and Patrick couldn't help but marvel again. Wish I could live
there. He sighed and drove on. She had forbidden him to park right in front of
her house so he parked in a nearby alley. He grabbed his iPhone and wanted to
call her but she beat him to it. "Hi Anna, how are...." but she cut him
off almost immediately. "Where are you"? she demanded. Her voice was firm,
resolute. "I just parked the car in the alley, but I need your help to get
everything inside your house." "Allright, I'll be there in a few
seconds." and again she hang up immediately, leaving Patrick staring at his
iPhone 6 for a while.

"Ok, let's get to work." Patrick looked around if there weren't any
unfriendly eyes and then started to unload his car. When he had unloaded the
last crate, he heard the clicking sound of high-heels on the pavement. A few
seconds later a big woman rounded the corner and walked up to him.

"Hi Anna, always a pleasure to see you." Patrick said when she was close.

"Good, you are in time, I'll take these." She immediately grabbed the huge
crates. "Wait they are heavy maybe we should..... allright I'll take these
then." said Patrick meekly as Anna already turned her back to him, carrying
the two heavy crates to her house.

She opened the backdoor and headed towards the basement. "Eh Anna, what's
with the guy you are meeting later today." Anna remained silent and Patrick
thought that she was not going to answer him when she finally said: "He is a
rapist and abuses women." "Isn't it better then to report him to the
authorities"? "That already happened, he just got out of jail." Anna
said when she walked downstairs not hampered by the weight she was carrying.
Patrick had been a few times in Anna's basement already but each time the huge
mirror unnerved him. The basement was already huge, much bigger than a normal
basement but there was something special about this basement. Not only was the
floor covered with mats but behind the mirror there was a small room hidden
from view. To this hidden room they were headed. "But if he already went to
jail, hasn't he already paid the ...." Looking at Anna's face, Patrick
realized that it was better for his health not to finish his sentence. "I'll
setup the camera and do some sound checks." He said instead. "Yes, you do
that and make sure everything is in place within 15 minutes." Anna said as
she walked to the door. "Oh, I'm sure I don't have to remind you but when
the show is on, I don't want to see or hear you, is that clear"? "Yes
Anna, it's perfectly clear, I will not make a sound. He will never know I'm
around." Anna gave him a piercing look, appeared satisfied and then turned
around and left the basement. Relieved, Patrick took a few deep breaths when
he heard Anna's footsteps on the stairs. "I better get to work; otherwise
she might get it in her head to use me as a punching bag."

He moved his expensive equipment into the hidden room behind the mirror and
closed the door behind him. The company, who created this room, had done an
excellent job. The door was well hidden, if you didn't know where to look, you
wouldn't know there was a door. From this side of the mirror, the mirror
wasn't a mirror at all. Everybody standing in this hidden room had an
excellent view on what occurred on the other side. It was right in front of
the see through mirror that Patrick installed the camera.

Meanwhile, Anna was preparing herself. She would have to be careful this time
because this was going to be one of the biggest men she had taken on so far.
She knew she could do it, but there would be no room for mistakes. This guy
was accused of raping his wife and several other women but none of them dared
to press charges against him. None, except one and she was now still
recovering from a brutal assault. The trial had taken months and his lawyer
had almost got him off the hook when suddenly new shocking evidence was
brought forth. A bystander apparently had filmed the whole thing and had
turned everything over to the police immediately but it was a mystery why this
footage was not used in court. One day, he approached the victims lawyer and
handed over a copy. After presenting this new evidence, there was only one
conclusion and the judge senteced him to imprisonment for one year. One week
after the verdict, the victim was almost beaten to death by, what she
presumed, could only be friends of the perpetrator. No, she would make sure
that this guy could never rape another woman again. She looked at the alarm
clock on her nightstand. "Good, I still have 10 minutes."

A few minutes later she entered the basement again. It was empty and she knew
that Patrick must be busy setting up the cameras in the hidden room. She
walked up to the mirror and knew he must be able to see her. She had changed,
was now only wearing her lingerie and a negligee. Suddenly she opened her
negligee and threw it backwards on the floor. Hitting a double biceps pose,
she admired herself in the mirror. From the other side of the mirror she heard
a sudden bang as if something heavy fell on the floor and she knew that
Patrick was affected by her appearance as well. All those hours in the gym
have paid off, she thought. Not many men were as muscular as she was; not many
men could lift what she could; not many men could fight as well as she could.
She flexed a few more muscles and then walked out of the basement again.

"oh my god, oh my god." Patrick said when Anna had left the basement. He
had been busy installing the camera when he suddenly noticed Anna hitting a
double biceps pose.He was carrying a heavy box, didn't look where he was
going, tripped and fell headfirst on the floor. This was the first time he had
seen her in her lingerie and oh my god, what a woman. He hadn't seen many
women who were as strong, radiant, muscular, busty, and lovely as she was.
Thinking back at her almost naked body, he so wanted to touch her, to fondle
with her breasts, suck on her nipples. But Patrick also knew that doing so
would mean that he would probably be the next star in one of her videos.

At that moment, three women entered the basement carrying what seemed to be
something heavy. It took Patrick a while to realize that they were carrying a
man, a big man. His hands were tied behind his back and he had a black bag
over his head. Apparently he was unconscious because he didn't move when they
dumped him in the middle of the basement. His arms were huge and very
muscular. Probably a bodybuilder Patrick thought. One of the women kneeled
down, untied him, took off most of his clothes and finally removed the bag
from his head. Then they took a few steps backwards. "You can go now."
Anna said who was leaning against the wall. On the way out, each of them
patted Anna reassuringly on her shoulder. When they were gone, Anna closed the
door and walked up towards the big man who was still lying unmoving in the
center of the basement. She looked inquiringly into the mirror. Several
microphones and loudspeakers were installed in the basement making it easy to
capture everything what was going on in the basement. "We are set to go."
Patrick's voice floated towards her from the loudspeakers. Grim Anna waited
for the big man to come around.

She didn't have to wait long because after a few moments he began to stir and
not long after that he opened his eyes. He propped up on one elbow and
thunderstruck he looked around until his eyes met the scantily clad beauty
leaning against the wall. "Who the hell are you and what the fuck am I doing
here"? He demanded when he stood up. Many people would flinch in front of
such a big man but Anna walked up to him without fear. "You are here because
you are going to pay for raping several women." "I already paid for that
in jail and ....WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT FOR"? He roared as Anna
slapped him across his face. "These women are scarred for life while you are
already out after a couple of months." Anna said. "And a cunt like you is
going to ....STOP DOING THAT!" spit flew from his mouth as he yelled at the
woman in front of him who had just dared to slap him again. "Or what"?
again Anna slapped him across his face.

No woman had ever done that to him, no woman had ever treated him this
disrespectful; she was going to pay. Enraged, he charged her, wrapped his arm
around her neck and took her in a headlock. Fully intended to bring this
fucking bitch down and beat the crap out of her. Anna however sidestepped to
keep her balance, swung her right arm upwards between his legs causing him to
howl in pain, and simultaneously placed her left hand on his forehead, digging
her fingers into his eyes. Forcefully she bended his head backwards, the
muscles on her arm strained immediately followed by a hammer with her other
fist into his face. Blood splattered everywhere as he fell on his back holding
his broken nose with both hands.

"You fucking bitch, you broke my nose; you broke my nose, now I'm going to
make you pay, you bitch." "Yeah, I see that, I'm so scared now. This is
only the beginning asshole; I'm going to break a lot more of you." Anna spat
at him. "Now get up."

Mesmerized Patrick watched them circle each other. The big man was not a very
skilled fighter but what he lacked in skill he compensated with his strength.
He was one of the biggest men Patrick had ever seen and although Anna looked
formidable, it seemed almost impossible that she could defeat such a big man.
A spectacular fight unfolded in front of his eyes, a true battle of the sexes.

The big man suddenly charged Anna but she just side stepped and hiptossed him
onto the mat with ease. "Come on big man, is this the best you can do."
she taunted him. Enraged he got up again, blood dripping from his nose. If
looks could kill, Anna would probably drop dead immediately but she didn't
flinch under the murderous look he gave her. "I'm going to kill you, you
bitch. But before I kill you, I'm going to fuck you, fuck you until you beg me
to stop." Anna seized him up and Patrick could tell that she was tense.
"Stop talking and start fighting, you wimp." The microphones recorded
everything perfectly and Patrick could hear the disdain in her voice.

The big men went completely berserk and for the next 5-6 minutes he pummeled
her with his fists. He tried to hit her wherever he could and Patrick was sure
that each blow was powerfull enough to knock a guy out. Although Patrick had
seen her fight a few times already, he again marveled at her skill, especially
her blocking skills. Anna was moving light footed, dancing out of the way,
dodging and blocking most of his punches. Some of them got through though and
Patrick heard Anna grunt in pain more than once. She had a couple of bruises
on her arm and blood was dripping from her mouth after a powerfull swing.
Although she blocked the punch, it was so powerfull that it still connected to
her face. Anna knew her opponent was getting tired because he neglected to
follow up on this advantageous blow. Instead he just stood there and tried to
catch his breath.

"What's the matter, are you getting tired"? Anna looked at him with
determination. This was by far her toughest fight but she could not afford to
lose. Anna remembered perfectly what he had said only a few minutes ago and
she was absolutely sure that he would follow up on his threat. "I'm going to
kill you, you bitch. But before I kill you, I'm going to fuck you, fuck you
untill you beg me to stop." No, she could not afford to lose today.

Grim she looked at him and blocked two punches aimed at her head. But by doing
so, she left her belly exposed and the big man slammed his knee into her gut
immediately. In the beginning of the fight this would have assured his victory
but as he was heavily painting for breath, his aim was slightly off target and
not as powerfull as it could have been. Anna grunted in pain and doubled over,
holding her stomach. She tried to stand up but fell on her hands and knees.
"So bitch, now I'm going to....." The big man couldn't finish his sentence
as Anna grabbed his right leg and jerked it out from beneath him. Sweat
covered her body, she felt her blood race, the intoxicating drug of danger
coursed through her veins. The basement began to blur in her eyes, she was
completely focused on the guy now lying on the floor. Patrick silently looked
through the lens of his camera, holding his breath, enthralled by the battle
of the sexes.

Both of them managed to get up rather quickly. The big man's lungs burned, and
his initial confidence was replaced by grim determination. This was something
he was not used too. He had been in several fights before and most of the time
he was able to end it rather quickly. It had been a long time since he had met
such a tough opponent and to his shock it was a woman who put up a much
tougher fight then he could ever have imagined. He had tried to block out the
fact that he was facing a scantily clad woman, but now he couldn't help but
stare at her perfectly round breasts, her nicely shaped legs and her beautiful
face.

He was quickly brought back to reality when Anna smashed her fist into his
face for the first time, snapping his head back. "Play attention big boy,
now it's my turn." With that Patrick watched how Anna slowly took the
initiative. She obviously had much better stamina. The big man could hardly
catch his breath as Anna now started to show her offensive skills. As she was
the much better fighter, almost all her punches and kicks hit home. For a full
5 minutes she followed him around the basement, pummeling him with her fists,
smashing her knee into his stomach repeatedly. Anna now knew she had him
beaten but still she had to be carefull, this man was still very dangerous,
still very strong and powerfull. With a perfect roundhouse kick to his face,
she send the big man to the floor.

Blood was now covering his entire face, his entire body was covered with
bruises and she was sure she had cracked one of his ribs. As her opponent was
down at her feet she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hands were covered
in blood but it was reassuring that it was not her blood but his. The thrill
of the fight made her nipples stand out and she admired herself. Her opponent
was not yet defeated and her oversight almost caused her dearly when it was
now his turn to grab her leg and yank it from under her.

Anna fell onto her back and was dazed for a moment until she felt his big
hands around her throat. "Now I'm going to kill you, you bitch." the
bloody face loomed up and for a brief moment, Anna panicked. Then her fighting
skills took over and Anna quickly grabbed one of his wrists. Expertly she
broke his hold by yanking hard on his wrist while simultaneously smashing the
fingers of her other hand into his troat, almost crushing his windpipe. He
screamed in pain as Anna brought her legs up, and kicked him into his face a
few times with her feet. To his relief, Patrick saw that the big man fell onto
his back, his face covered in blood.

It surprised Patrick that the big man was still concious and he could tell
that also Anna was impressed by the will of her opponent to fight on allthough
it would probably have been a much smarter move to just stay down. "Allright
big boy, now I'm really going to hurt you." Anna spat at him when he was
finally back on his feet.

Anna now battered him at will, following her prey like a lioness.
Halfheartedly, the big man tried to defend himself. Blood splattered all over
the mirror after a powerfull punch from Anna who immediately followed up by a
hard punch into his stomach. The big man doubled over and as his face went
down, it collided hard with her knee. As a sack of potatoes the big man
finally crashed down. Quickly Anna kicked him into his face, flipping him onto
his stomach. Bending down, she grabs both his wrists and viciously pulls his
arms up and back while placing her foot between his shoulder blades.

The muscles on Anna's arms and legs stand out as she pushes him down with her
foot while simultaneously bringing her arms up. The howls of pain are
perfectly recorded and Patrick wonders if she will really dislocate his arms.

"Do you see this, now he is not as tough anymore. But I've a lot more in
store for him." With a sadistic smile on her face, Anna's winks into the
camera.

"Is she talking to me or....." it takes a while but then Patrick realizes
she is talking to the future viewers of this tape. For a full five minutes
Anna keeps tormenting the now helpless man, turning his shoulders into a
grotesque purple mass. When she finally drops his arms, they are completely
rendered useless.

"Please, please, have mercy, oh god please stop."

"Mercy, you want me to show you mercy? I'll show you the same mercy, you
showed your victims. How much mercy did you have when you raped them, how much
mercy would you give me if you had won this fight"?

Anna then grabs his boxers and takes them off. "Look at these balls ladies,
look at the balls that caused you all so much pain." Anna is again looking
directly at the mirror, looking into the camera. "Look at them as I destroy
them."

She grabs his hair and yanks him into a sitting position. Tears are running
down his cheeks. "Please, you won, please have mercy, please."

Totally ignoring the now crying man, Anna sits behind him, wrapping her thighs
around his waist, placing her feet between his legs, trapping his legs. She
then places his chin in the crook of her elbow and cranks down. Her upper and
lower arm pressing into his already tortured face.

With her free hand, Anna reaches down and grabs his now exposed penis. "oh,
you must have really liked what I did to you so far." Anna giggles. "Look
at this ladies, look how weak men are. Even after beating them up, they can't
help themselves." "You are so weak, I can make you orgasm and there is
nothing you can do to stop me. Try to stop me big guy." Patrick zooms in
with the camera, catching the tears who now run unchecked down his cheeks as
Anna starts stroking her opponents penis. "yes big guy, get big for me, very
good." Anna whispers in his ear. "Get big for me."

"Now say goodby to your penis." Anna says as she grabs the top of his
penis. The muscles of her arm stand out, her muscles strain, her forearm
trembling as she really starts squeezing. At the same time, she leans
backwards, pressing into his jaw. Patrick zooms in again to capture the
agonizing look on the big man's face. Only a muffled sound escape his lips.
Then Patrick zooms out again as he realizes what Anna is up to. The big man is
trashing with his legs but is kept firmly in place by Anna as she starts
bending his erect penis. "Yes big man, yes, cry, cry for me." Anna
whispers in his ear as she really starts squeezing. With a powerful twist of
her wrists she completely bends his penis. To Patrick's shock, the big man's
penis is still erect but now makes a complete U-turn.

Patrick feels he is about to throw up but knows that Anna would not appreciate
that. His fear of this women increases when he sees that Anna has now grabbed
her opponents nutsack. For a full five minutes Anna tortures his nutsack,
pulling, squeezing, yanking. At one point, Patrick fears that she is going to
separate her opponents nutsack from his body. "Oh my god, I didn't know that
it could get stretched out like this." Again he zooms in and realizes that
Anna is squeezing his balls without mercy while keeping his nutsack stretched
out like this.

"Now big boy, say goodby to your balls." Anna looks up into the camera,
winks and then squeezes as hard as she can. Both with her hand holding his
balls as with her arm trapping his face. With a squishy sound she totalled
squashes his balls and not long after, a sickening snap tells Patrick that she
has also broken his jaw.

With disdain she pushes his body onto the floor, stands up, places one foot on
the chest of the big man and hits a double biceps pose.

"Listen ladies, this man will never, ever be able to rape another woman
again."

One last time she looks into the camera and then she steps back..

"Oh my god Anna, you completely destroyed his manhood, you completely
emasculated him." Patrick says to her when Anna steps into the hidden room
moments later.

"Look at him, look at the size of that guy and you won. WOW"

"Did you doubt me then"? "Oh no, no never, no I didn't doubt you one
bit."

"Good, did you get everything"?

"Yes Anna, I recorded everything. I'll start editing this evening and you'll
have it next week."

"That's too late, I need it this weekend. Make sure you are done, take a few
days off if you have too."

"Yes Anna, I will, don't worry, you'll have it this weekend."

"Good, you'll get payed your normall fee, maybe a bit extra for this."

Both Anna and Patrick look through the see through mirror into the basement as
the three women again enter the basement. They grab the big man, hoist him up
and carry him out. "What will happen to him"? Patrick asks as he looks at
the three women.

"None of your concern."

With that Anna walks out, leaving Patrick alone with his thoughts.

"I've seen her fight men plenty of times but oh my god, she was really
brutal this time. She was totally intend of destroying him utterly. Look at
me, I'm still shaking."

With that Patrick started packing and when he drove home 30 minutes later, he
still trembled with fear when he thought back at the horrifying beating Anne
had dished out.