SITTING NEXT TO A BULLY




This is MY story weather you like it or not, approve of it or not and it's
time I tell it.

I was a junior in High School in Colorado in 2000 and come from an upper
middle class family. I was always a good student, athletic and played on the
football team and ran cross country. Back then I was 5'11 and 175lbs and life
was good. Now I am 6' 1/2 and inch and 191.

One day I was sitting in history class next to one of the more beautiful girls
in school who of course never looked in my direction. She was part of the
popular group who I think dated older guys. Bonnie was about 5'7, had a shit
ass amazing body, blonde hair and a face like a model. As we sat next to one
another I had my usual stirring of an erection and a friend of hers comes over
talking about a fight they were having with some other girls after school that
day. I was ALL ears listening but making sure it appeared that I was
concentrating on something else. They were going to fight at 4PM near the old
football field and it was going to be Bonnie versus some other girl whose name
I could not make out. They were all excited but I a lot more as there was no
way I was going to miss that.

By 3:45 I was in the bushes that were outside the old football field when I
see Bonnie and two other girls coming my way. From another direction I see 3
other girls converging on the scene and my heart was beating fast. The 6 of
them are face to face and pointing and yelling and cursing about some guy.
Bonnie's 2 friends were also super-hot and I knew them from school but again
they were in the same group of super-duper hot chicks and had zero to do with
me. The other 3 girls were also really hot but I never saw them before and I
think they were college women by the shirts they were wearing.

Bonnie takes off her jacket to reveal her incredible body with her flat tummy
and big tits that I thought about more times than I want to admit. The other
girl does the same and looks almost as sexy. They faced each other in some
kind of boxing stance and before you know it, like a rocking socking robot
they start throwing bare fisted punches at each other. There could have been a
tsunami coming my way and I would not have heard or noticed it as I was
focused on these 2 amazingly beautiful women punching each other senseless.
Hair flying and punches being thrown, mostly in each other's faces with the
other women cheering them on. Apparently the other girl got punched one too
many times in the face as she started to slow down a lot but not Bonnie, she
kept punching and punching the other girl in the face until the other girl was
covering up against the old goal post. Still Bonnie kept hammering away even
though the girl's friends who was losing yelling "ENOUGH ENOUGH STOP, THE
QUITS SO STOP IT!!!!" Bonnie's friends stood in front of the other 2 for what
I think was their attempt to allow the fight to continue and it did. Maybe
another minute or more of Bonnie landing punch after punch to this woman who
was in complete defensive mode. Her nose was bleeding and she was crying and
waving her hand to stop and eventually dropped to her knees and got in the
fetal position. STILL, Bonnie kept on punching like the energizer bunny until
the other girl was not moving at all and even then Bonnie dropped in a few
more bombs. Her friends pulled her off and it was clear I witnessed my first
knockout. As her friends held her she was cursing and telling the unconscious
woman that if she goes near her man again she would kill her and those kind of
things. I was freaking out and shocked as shit to see all of this. Then Bonnie
kicked her in her sides like 5 times as the unconscious girl just absorbed
these kicks!!!!!!

Bonnie and her friends stood there and watched the girls friends who got the
fuck punched out of her stand her up and when she did she took like 3 steps
and collapsed to the ground. It was like maybe she got up too fast or her head
was still reeling from taking a million shots to her head. After a few more
minutes the 3 limped away and I do mean limped away back to their car. Bonnie
was congratulated by her friends and looked amazing from where I was standing.
Skinny girl with big tits, no muscles or anything like that but quite
obviously a ferocious fighter. You would never know that by seeing her at
school that was for sure. All three of them took out cigarettes and were
smoking and laughing and congratulating Bonnie. I ducked away easily and could
not believe my eyes.

The next few weeks I would see her around school and I never said a word about
this to anyone in fear that she and her friends would be very unhappy with me
to say the least. I never saw the other women before or since. By our senior
year Bonnie added some tattoos on her arms and always was, by far, the
prettiest girl in school.

Six years later, after college, I was working for a telecommunications company
here in Colorado. Life was very good, had a bunch of solid friends, I dated a
lot, good job and all was good living in a nice small condo that I bought with
my own money.

We had a big meeting scheduled to purchase another company and in my role,
although a very junior one, my bosses wanted me to attend the meeting. It took
place in this huge conference room at their headquarters about an hour from
ours. I sat there, at the end of the room as the senior guys did their thing
when the door opens up and holy shit, Bonnie walks in!!!!!!!!!! I had to be
blushing every color in the rainbow, I just felt it. Dressed formally in a
beige perfectly fitting dress, hair tied back and perfect posture and she sat
NEXT TO ME!! She had no idea who I was and said hello and smelled amazing. I
managed a hello back and shook hands. Again, my heart was beating out of my
chest and I could not concentrate.

After an hour everyone agreed to take a short break and the senior guys
retreated to another room in private. So there we were, just the two of us
sitting there in awkward silence. She turned her head and said, hi I am Bonnie
and I said, yes I know, we went to High School together. She smiled and said
oh yeah I remember you but I know she didn't but she was very friendly and,
big shock, even though we sat next to one another. I was sweating I swear. One
word led to another and we started talking like old friends even though we
were not. By then the others came back into the room and we went back to
taking notes. I barely said 2 words to her in High School and here I was
conversing with her like we were old friends.

When the meeting broke up she turned towards me and gave me her card and said,
let's get together for a drink sometime. OMG, I just hit Lotto, I could not
have been happier and held that card for three weeks until I got the nerve to
call her thinking she would have forgotten about me. I called and she sounded
pleased to hear from me and asked me what took me so long as most men would
have called me that same day. I stammered something about being busy but we
agreed to meet at a hotel bar for drinks that night.

I was as nervous as nervous can be as I sat at the bar waiting for her. I had
a fresh haircut and my best suit on trying to make an impression. Finally,
about 20 minutes late, she walked in wearing a pant suit it was black her and
looked as amazing as any woman ever looked. Her blonde hair in a ponytail,
heals and what can I say. She sat down shook my hand and apologized for being
late which was fine. She said, how about a couple of shots to relax? Sure
thing and we had two shots each and toasted the old school. I could see her
getting relaxed as I was too. She said, gosh it is kind of warm in here and
takes off her jacket and from that moment forward you could have knocked me
down with a feather. She was wearing a white silky blouse that clung to her
amazing body like it was made for her. But what blew me away even more than
those big tits and amazing figure, this girl had defined muscles that were
clearly evident through her blouse!!!! And when she raised her glass to her
lips and twisted her arm those biceps popped MORE than mine. I could not take
my eyes off them or her and as we drank a little more I knew I was going to
say something.

After 3 shots and 2 beers I was feeling no pain and I said, or I should say
stammered, Bonnie I see you work out a lot and have some impressive muscles.
Without missing a beat like she was expecting that comment or hears it all day
long, she said, oh thanks yes I know and some people think they are gross but
I love em and then she does a double bicep pose for like 3 seconds and I
almost came in my pants and she knew that. She giggled and smiled and said, I
see you like them as much as I do. I took a deep breath and said, well they
are super impressive just like you! She said, Oh that was sweet and kisses me
on my cheek. I could have died right there!

We did not drink anymore but spoke a lot and moved over to one of the couches
and got into our lives. After an hour of some very interesting talk she blurts
out, do not be intimidated or anything but I am a black belt in martial arts
and fight competitively about 5 times a year. She looked almost embarrassed
when she said it. Now I heard those words but it did not penetrate my thick
head. I repeated them back to her, you are a BLACKBELT in the martial arts and
FIGHT, like in real fights, competitively? You are a professional fighter? She
blushed and sticks out her chest, which was amazing, and said yes I am and
jiggles her shoulders as in being proud of what she does. WOW, so when did
that start? And are you worried about being hurt and stuff? She said, I always
loved to fight and was a bully type in school since I was 12 and eventually
got into a gym to learn the right way with some old boyfriend I had and here I
am. Holy shit, I said, that is impressive. Excuse me, did you say you were a
bully in school? What does that mean? She laughed and said, I had some anger
issues for sure since I was a kid with my parents getting divorced and always
fighting before that and I got into some fights at a very early age. The fact
is, I was really good at it AND ... long pause where she looked shy and put
her head down and said, AND I really enjoyed beating people up! She reached
out and grabbed my hand and said, I know I know that sounds really mean and
strange to you and I am not like that now, too much at least, but that is who
I was. I LOVED her holding my hand. So I said, you literally beat people up?
Looking me dead in the eye she said, YES, I literally beat people up with my
fists, mostly other girls and like I said, I LOVED doing it!! I said, so
Bonnie you just said you are "not like that now too much", what does that
mean. Look she said, I admit to having a wild streak and like I said I really
enjoy fighting and am now a 1st degree black belt and fight professionally but
I do admit to on occasional fistfight type of thing outside the ring. WHAT?
She saw my surprise and I think she was feeling I was judging her so she let
go of my hand and said, OK enough about me, how about you? I said, hold on for
a second, so you use your black belt skills outside in the street to beat
people up? She said, OK enough about me with this OK? And she looked bothered,
pissed off and serious. So I guess you could kick my ass? She laughed and
said, yes I could kick your ass and hurt you pretty bad if I wanted to but
lucky you I do not want to and she laughed and then did a right bicep pose for
a solid 10 seconds and I just reached over and squeezed her impressive bicep
and she let me. It was clear to me she was a little turned on even though I
said to myself, what the hell would she want with a guy like me. We spent
another hour chatting away and drinking coffee when she stood up and said, OK
I have to go now, early morning. I stood up too and I said I would walk you to
your car. Half way through the parking lot she grabbed my arm like we were
boyfriend and girlfriend (I only wished) and when we got to her car she put
her arms around my neck and gave me a soft kiss that blew my shit away. At
that moment you could have done anything you wanted to me as I was in heaven.
She said, OK call me tomorrow at work and I stammered out a yes and thank you
and said thank you way too many times. Then she said, thank you for being so
manly to walk me to my car and laughed afterwards. I said, what's so funny?
She looked at me and said, remember who the black belt is here honey and
laughed a good laugh again. I said OK I got it but it was still the right
thing to do. She agreed and left.

When I called the next day she was her usual funny and chatty self and agreed
to have lunch with me that Saturday afternoon at a quiet place in town. She
walked in wearing a sweat suit since she said she was going to do some
sparring in a couple of hours. We sat and spoke about a host of different
things as the conversation was flowing easily and I was having a ton of fun.
She excused herself to use the ladies room and when she came back her sweat
suit top was off to expose her wearing one of those wife beating t-shirts that
clung to her body with perfection and me being who I am I was staring way too
hard at her. She laughed and said, hey cutie, I am up here and laughed since I
was staring at her incredible chest and all. She leaned back and said, I know
you like this, and did a double bicep pose and not only did my cock grow to a
place it never has I saw her nipples begin to pop through her tank top and we
both laughed a very nervous laugh. Again she said, I think you are really cute
and kept at her salad. I had to say something even though I was ready to die
on the spot and said, Bonnie you are the most gorgeous woman I ever met. She
actually blushed and smiled and said thank you. We talked some more and
finished lunch as I again volunteered to walk her to her car. But this time I
said, Bonnie let me walk you to your car even though I know you can beat the
crap pout of me. She laughed and grabbed my arm as we walked back to her car
in silence a few feet away. When we got to her car she spun me around and
began kissing me like I was never kissed before, which I admit is not saying
much. Feeling her tits against my chest I had the most embarrassing thing
happen to me. As she was kissing me and feeling her tits against my chest and
my hands on her hips I felt like I was about to cum and became as confused as
I have ever been. With that she thrust her pelvis into mine and kissed me even
deeper and whispered, IT'S OK BABY IT's OK, and I came in my pants and
shuttered as I did!!!!! I wanted to kill myself and tried to move away or
actually run away but she held me in a grip I could not escape. She said,
don't worry baby it's OK, I understand baby no worries. She kept me in that
position standing up and aginst the car, my back against the car, her body
tightly hugging mine as I began to rub her arms that felt like something I
cannot begin to describe. Just rock solid is all I can say and feeling the
definition was too much to handle. I was careful not to let my hands run wild
until SHE told me to! She said, Go ahead baby, feel my hard and strong body,
its OK. And I did and it was beyond words amazing. When things calmed down she
opened her door and told me to get in the driver's seat and I did but not
saying a word and was super uncomfortable with the cum and all. I was So
embarrassed!!! And I told her so and she was always so calm and confident and
reassuring. Once inside she got into the passenger seat and opened up her
glove compartment and took out some tissues and took off my belt and unzipped
my pants and like a baby being cleaned up by his mother she began to clean me
up and the ENTIRE time she was so nice. Saying things like, no worries baby
and believe me I am flattered you came in your pants and then leans over and
gave me a few HARD sucks on my cock to "finish cleaning" me up and then kissed
me some more. I was still humiliated but my mind was confused and racing and
it was GREAT and embarrassing at the same time. She sat in the seat next to me
and flexed her right bicep and told me to feel it and kiss it and she kept
telling me how cute I am. She asked me over and over if I was OK, she was
great. I asked her if guys do this all the time and she laughed and said, well
I don't know about all the time but let's say you are not the first. We spent
30 minutes if not more talking and 3x when I tried to zip up my jeans she told
me not to and each time kissed me a lot. It did not take much to get another
erection and she began to kiss me as she leaned in with those big tits and
hard body and I knew I was going to explode. She looked me dead in the eyes as
we sat there and she grabbed whole of my throbbing cock and said, You deserve
a good blowjob, don't you think? Hell I thought YES but before she began (only
one other girl ever gave me a blowjob to be honest) and grabbed hold of my
cock and seeing her biceps dance around as she stroked me I felt myself
shudder as I was going to cum and she kind of yelled out "ONE SECOND" as she
grabbed some more napkins to put over my cock as I exploded. I think I may
have yelled out during the orgasm and when I opened my eyes sjhe was smiling.
She said, so ya beat me too huh, and laughed as I did too and apologized to
her and she was great. We sat there for some time and she allowed me to feel
her abdominals and biceps and she told me how happy she was always being so
strong. I also admitted to watching her fight in High School which floored
her. She was OK with it and thought that too was cute even though she did not
exactly remember the fight. She was very proud of herself knowing I saw that.

Over the next 2 months I saw her all the time and kept asking her why she
would want to date a guy like me when she can have any guy she wanted. She
could have an older guy, more established, a fighter and all of that. She kept
saying she can and she has but she liked me. I was in heaven.

She did have a thing for a boxer on the East Coast, is all I will say, who she
wanted a "revenge" fight with. At first she was sketchy about who and why.
Eventually she told me but I cannot give a lot of detail here. She had 2
professional kickboxing fights while I was with her and she did great in both.
In the first fight she ended up kicking this lady in her face 2x and knocking
her not only out but almost out of the ring in the 2nd round and in the other
fight, she won by stopping the other lady in the 4th round with some punches
and leaving her sitting on the mat with one arm on the ring rope not knowing
where she was. I was proud of her winning with such definity VS other
professional fighters. The whole time our relationship was great and loving
and open conversation and great.

However, she had an obsession regarding some woman in NYC who she had to have
a "revenge fight" with. She talked more and more about her, she was older and
a foreigner and apparently she has done some sick and nasty things to her and
her older brother after they fought once, somewhere. Like I said, I cannot say
a lot more about this in detail without violating my word.

Finally, on a cold December day we went to NYC so Bonnie can get her revenge
but it did not turn out that way for her. We met in some lousy place in
Brooklyn on a Sunday morning before the gym opened to the public. It was me
and Bonnie and this other woman fighter and 2 guys, one of whom filmed the
entire thing. It was the worst day of my life as the other woman, who was
taller, by far more muscular, especially in her core and was really stunning
pretty, beat her up worse than when I saw Bonnie beat up that girl in High
School. Wearing pink 10 oz gloves and sportsbra's and shorts they went at it
without hesitation and more balls than I have that's for sure. It was almost
like the other girl was there for a revenge and not the other way around. I
wanted to stop it several times as it was as one sided as if Bonnie was
fighting me. When Bonnie threw a punch, the other girl would throw 4 and
harder and they always seemed to be landing and I have to say the other girl
was talking the entire time and not saying nice things either. Each round was
2 minutes long and in between the rounds she would sit on a stool as I gave
her water and with each round she looked worse and worse, more swollen, more
sweat, losing more confidence as it was clear she was losing badly. The other
woman always stood between rounds and was super obnoxious posing her muscles
and saying terrible things that were insulting. I did know better back then
but I do now in that the other woman had a seriously defined and powerful
looking body- much smaller tits than Bonnie but BY FAR stronger and sexier
looking- what I did not realize was that when you workout your muscles fill
with blood and get bigger. Well, seeing the other woman who was beating the
shit out of Bonnie stand there in between rounds with loads of sweat dripping
off her, her muscular body looked down right scary to me. I saw with my own
eyes Bonnie landing body punches and seeing the other woman have no reaction
and I mean NO reaction. Compare that to when the other woman hit Bonnie in the
body I could not only hear a loud THUMP but I could hear Bonnie moan and her
arms and legs BOTH drop and buckle. It was insane to see. I will give it to
the other woman in that she was older by a decade and truly stunning to look
at. By the time it ended with Bonnie being knocked unconscious and I never
even saw her come close to being hurt or losing, she had two very black eyes
and her face looked like someone injected it with Botox. I hopped into the
ring after the guy counted to ten and seeing Bonnie prone on the mat, looking
like hell and not moving was really a scary site for me and I had no idea what
to do. One of the guys came over and told me she will be OK and took out her
mouthpiece and sprinkled some water on her until she came to. I sat her up but
she looked dazed like she was drunk and then finally began muttering things
like WHAT HAPPENED and then the pain took over as she took some horrendous
beating. Some other things went on afterwards that I also will never tell
another human being after the fight that I was powerless to stop I am sad to
say. It even involved me and I will always regret that I was forced to do 3
terrible things even though Bonnie nodded to me that it was OK. It was NOT
OK!!!!!!!!!!!! I took Bonnie back to the hotel but instead of traveling back
the next day we stayed for five more days since she was in no mood or
condition to travel. She was depressed and drank a lot and there was nothing I
could do. She kept staring at herself in the mirror telling me how weak she
felt and how she can never fight again and really being down on herself. I
kept telling her how great and beautiful she was but it fell on deaf ears. She
asked me several times if I thought the other woman was pretty and I thought
about it the first time she asked me thinking, I have never lied to her
before, so why start now. I told her the truth and she cried in my arms and
said, I KNOW I KNOW but I hate her and said, I hate her too. The stuff she
made Bonnie do after the fight and the things she made me do were so depraved
and sick it defies my thinking, but neither of us had a choice. I did
everything I could think of to make her feel good but since she was so beaten
up and SO humiliated and knowing it was filmed and recorded nothing I could do
helped.

When we got off the plane she reminded me never to tell anyone what happened,
even though some guy filmed it, and she knew it. Then when I drove her home
and walked her to her door she turned and said, "I can never see you again, I
am sorry, it is not your fault" and kissed me and turned away.

A few months afterwards I was transferred to the main office in San Diego
where I live now with my wife of 2 months and have never heard a word from
Bonnie since. Unfortunately, and I will not say how, but I did obtain a lot of
information about the other woman who now lives in Florida. Neither here nor
there.