The Bitches, Part II
by ajbrown2005@yahoo.com
Just good old fashioned fighting

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A sequel to "The Bitches, Part I"

Bryan ran around his apartment like a mad man. It was Saturday and he had to
get to the bank to cash his paycheck before the bank closed. He had gotten
himself pretty drunk the night before and could not find his shoes. Bryan had
been off for the past couple of weeks. In the back of his mind he could not
stop thinking how his ex-girlfriend Jan had totally beaten him up in a parking
lot. She had completely humiliated him and there was nothing he could do about
it. He hadn't seen Jan since the fight but he still could not get the horrible
thought out of his mind.

Bryan looked underneath his couch and found one of his shoes. He still could
not find the other one. His cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and
did not recognize the number. Bryan did not want to answer the phone because
he was already pressed for time. However, he was out drunk last night and had
met a couple of girls so there was always the possibility that it could be a
girl that he had met. Bryan couldn't resist temptation and he answered his
phone.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Hi Bryan" the voice began. It was a girl's voice that was a good sign. "It's
Kristen. Hey I need you over at my house I have some work I need done."

Bryan didn't even know who this was and he definitely didn't know what she was
talking about. It took him a second or so to figure out that it was Jan's
friend Kristen but he was still lost as to what she was talking about.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked, angrily as he was pressed for
time.

"My house is a mess and I need you to clean it" she said "don't you remember
our deal from a couple of weeks ago. I've been nice and not had you do any
work yet but I need you over here now!"

In all that had happened the night Jan beat Bryan up he had forgotten all
about the part when Jan told Bryan he was going to be Kristen's slave. He
didn't take it seriously at the time and did not have time to deal with it
now. He thought about something clever to say but all that came out was "Fuck,
I don't have time for this" and he hung up.

Bryan finally found his other shoe. His cell phone rang again. He looked at
the caller ID and it was the same number that had just called. He let it go to
voicemail. He put on his other shoe and ran out the door.

Bryan walked down the hallway of his apartment building to his apartment. He
had made it to the bank just in time to cash his check. He walked up to his
front door and pulled his apartment key out of his pocket. As he did this he
heard movement coming from down the hallway. He looked up and saw Jan running
towards him. Running next to her with a smile on her face was bitchy,
annoying, little Kristen. Jan was wearing a green tank top showing off her
strong upper body, and shorts. Kristen was wearing wind pants and a white long
sleeved t-shirt. Bryan became extremely frightened and tried to quickly get
inside before Jan reached him. There was no way he was going to be able to get
the key in the door and get inside before she reached him.

Bryan had the key halfway in the door when Jan's strong hand grabbed his wrist
that was holding the key. She used her strong hand to take his weak hand off
the key and she opened the door herself. Jan grabbed Bryan by the shirt and
threw him in the apartment. He fell on the ground. Jan closed the door and
locked it. Bryan tried to get to his feet but Jan jumped on top of him before
he had a chance. They wrestled around on the ground for a bit, Bryan
struggling, Jan smiling. Jan managed to wrap her strong right leg around his
neck from behind and use her left leg to lock it in place. Bryan could not get
much air and he could feel his face getting beat red. He clawed at her legs
and punched them but there was no way his puny little arms were going to budge
them. Bryan could hear Kristen laughing with her annoying, high-pitched voice.

"I'm not going to ask why you hung up on Kristen" Jan said "but it better not
happen again. You are her slave now and will do what she says. You have no
choice because I am stronger than you. Now we are going to drive you to
Kristen's house and you are going to do what she asks."

Jan released Bryan's neck from her powerful legs. Bryan tried his best not to
cry. "Hand me the handcuffs" Jan said to Kristen. Bryan did not like the sound
of that. Kristen handed Jan a pair of handcuffs and Jan locked Bryan's hands
together in front of his body. She put the handcuffs on very tight on Bryan's
wrists. "Now go find me a towel" Jan said to Kristen. Kristen went to Bryan's
bathroom and came back with a towel. Jan put it over Bryan's hands to hide the
fact he was handcuffed then helped him to his feet.

Jan walked Bryan out of his apartment, Kristen followed, and Jan locked the
door behind them. Jan held Bryan's apartment key in her hand. "I'll hold this
for awhile" she said "while you are doing chores for Kristen I will go get 2
more copies, one for me and one for Kristen, then I will give it back to you.

Bryan became extremely upset and tears developed in his eyes. These 2 young
bitches that were younger than him were going to take control of his apartment
too, and he began to realize that his own private life which he had worked so
hard to build for himself was slowly slipping away.

"You can't do that!" he cried "read the key it says 'do not duplicate'".

Jan laughed. "HAHA, don't you worry about that. I have a friend that works at
a hardware store I can get it taken care of. We can't trust you behind locked
doors." Tears began to run down Bryan's face. They couldn't do this to him.
But they were. There was nothing he could do about it.

Jan and Kristen walked Bryan out of the building and into Kristen's Ford
Escort. They lead Bryan into the backseat. Kristen got in the drivers seat and
Jan in the passenger's. Kristen drove the car and she and Jan talked to each
other in front, laughing and giggling about who knows what. Bryan was not
paying attention to what they were saying. The handcuffs were around his
wrists extremely tight and that is all he could focus on. Here he was sitting
in the back of a car with 2 college girls, who were 2 years younger than him
totally taking over his life. Bryan remembered back to when he was 6 years
old. He would sit in the back of his parents' car and whatever happened was up
to them. His parents were nice but he hated not having control. He couldn't
wait for the day when he was an adult and could do whatever he wanted. That
day had come and nothing had changed. He was at the complete mercy of Jan and
Kristen.

The thought of that on top of the fact that he could feel the metal handcuffs
bruising his wrist bones made Bryan cry out loud. He sat in the back seat of
the car and cried. Jan and Kristen ignored him and continued to chat and
giggle in front like 2 little girls. Bryan cried even more and the two younger
girls just ignored him.

Bryan looked in front at the two girls laughing as the metal handcuffs still
bruised him. Boy, he hated Kristen so much. As much as he hated Jan for all of
the bullying he had a certain level of respect for her. After all, Jan had to
keep herself in shape in order to stay so strong so in a way, even though he
hated it, he did feel that she sort of "earned" the right to bully the weaker.
Kristen didn't earn anything. She was just an annoying little whiny voiced
bitch who would pick on Bryan when Jan already had him down. He was positive
that if he could just go one-on-one with Kristen he could easily beat the shit
out of the small little girl. Unfortunately, he knew that if he ever tried
that he would have serious repercussions with Jan.

Kristen pulled the car into her driveway. Bryan became even more angered when
he saw Kristen's short, fat, boyfriend, Rich sitting on her steps. Rich was
fat and obnoxious and this was going to be the ultimate humiliation having to
clean Kristen's house in front of Rich.

The two girls got out of the car and opened the back door to let Bryan out.
"Why are you sitting on the front porch, why didn't you just walk in?" Kristen
asked her pudgy boyfriend.

"The door is locked" Rich replied.

"Drat" Kristen said as she checked her pockets "I forgot my key. How are we
going to get in?" Kristen, Jan, and Bryan approached the front door. Pudgy
little Rich fiddled with the doorknob as if that would do anything. Jan
watched Rich looking irritated.

"Screw this" Jan said. The upper half of the front door was glass. Jan punched
the window with her bare hand and broke it. She used her other hand to reach
in and unlock the door and opened it. Bryan couldn't believe what he just saw.
He knew Jan was very strong, much stronger than he would ever be, but that was
unreal. Bryan had met some very tough people in his day but never anyone tough
enough to punch through glass. The great fear Bryan already had for Jan had
now escalated even more.

Everyone went inside; Jan grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her hand.
"Well I better go home and get myself bandaged up" Jan said.

"What are we going to do about my window?" Kristen asked.

"Add it to Coochie's list of chores to get taken care of today" Jan said. Jan
handed Kristen the keys to the handcuffs and left. Kristen released Bryan from
the painful handcuffs. He still couldn't believe he was actually going to
spend his day doing chores for Kristen.

"Looks like you've got some work to do, Coochy" Rich laughed. Bryan was not
going to listen to this from fat Rich. He lost his temper, attacked Rich, and
grabbed him at the throat. Rich retaliated and grabbed Bryan at the throat.
Kristen quickly stood between the two and separated them.

"Do I have to break you two up?" she asked angrily and intensely. Bryan looked
Kristen in the eyes. Her blue eyes looked so intense. Bryan was surprised at
the small girl's bravery to step in between two bigger guys like that. Rich
got a look of fear on his face and quickly backed off in to another room. Rich
was short and fat but Bryan was still surprised that he backed away from the
smaller Kristen so easily.

"Yeah that's right back off from a little girl you pussy" Bryan yelled at
Rich.

"I don't know what you're laughing at" Kristen said "you're the one that's
going to be doing chores all day."

Bryan might have to do the chores but he wasn't going to listen to that. "Only
because of Jan" he said "both of us know that if we ever fought one- on-one I
would destroy you."

Kristen's blue eyes became big and intense and almost a little intimidating.
"Are you out of your mind Bryan? I could easily beat you up. Let's fight right
now!"

"Yeah right" he said "we fight, I kick your ass, Jan finds out and I get my
ass kicked. That's the only thing stopping me."

"I don't need Jan" Kristen said confidently "let's fight right now. You have
my word if you win I'll let you free as my slave. I'll tell Jan to leave you
alone too. But if I win you remain my slave."

Kristen raised her fists confidently. Those intense blue eyes were becoming
even more intimidating. When she stood next to Jan, Kristen looked like a
small little girl. Now that Jan was gone Bryan realized that Kristen was a bit
bigger than he thought. She was probably closer to 5'5 or 5'6 and probably
weighed closer to 115. She had a pretty good set of boobs which he could see
under the tight white shirt. The tight white shirt showed off her biceps a
bit. For a small girl her biceps did look pretty firm. She was still a small
girl, just not quite as small as Bryan had originally thought.

What did that matter, though? It didn't. The point was Bryan was still bigger,
still a guy, and now he finally was going to get the chance to beat up this
small, high-pitched voice girl, who he hated so much. Here was his opportunity
to do what he had wanted to do for a long time, he just didn't understand why
the fact that he was about to fight Kristen was causing some queasiness in his
stomach.

Bryan attacked the smaller Kristen and grabbed her biceps with his hands. He
was now even more impressed with her biceps. They were definitely feminine but
also definitely firm, much more firm than he had ever anticipated. They were
too firm for him to doing anything that would hurt them. Kristen retaliated,
grabbed Bryan at his weak biceps, and squeezed. She looked him in the eyes
with her intense blue eyes and squeezed even harder. It hurt so badly and
Bryan couldn't break free because her grip was too tight.

"Owww, owwww, ouch" he whined like a little boy.

She was hurting him. "Ha ha!" she laughed. Kristen released her hands from
Bryan's arms and now punched him in the ribs. She hit him just right so it not
only had a terrible sting to it but also caused Bryan a little shortness of
breath. Bryan tried to punch Kristen in the same spot. She just smiled backed
away and gave him to more quick jabs to the ribs. Bryan grabbed at his ribs
now in terrible pain, gasped more for breath, and began to whimper even more.

"Ah, uh, ouch" he whined like a little boy. He looked at the smile on her
face. It was almost like she was meant to be tougher and she was just toying
with the weaker boy who never had a chance. Normally, it was reversed where
the small angry girl would attack the much bigger boy and swing at him
hopelessly, unable to hurt him, but the exact opposite was happening here.

Kristen raised her fists again. "You want more?" she asked confidently with
her intense blue eyes. Bryan was starting to realize that he didn't have a
chance but had too much pride to back down against the smaller girl. He raised
his fists. Kristen grabbed him at the biceps again and dug in. He tried his
best to break out of her grip but couldn't and she just dug right in. "Ahhh,
owww, ouch," and now Bryan's whimpering turned into tears. Kristen smiled
confidently.

Kristen let go of him. She punched him in the ribs which sent a sharp pain
through his ribs. She punched him in the stomach which caused him to feel
nauseous. Bryan tried to punch at her face but missed. Kristen punched him in
the teeth which sent a sharp pain through all of his teeth. She punched him in
the upped side of his nose which made everything go black in his right eye and
threw off his entire equilibrium for a moment. She hit him three more times in
the ribs, in the same exact spot, with her little fist. That was all Bryan
could take. He broke out in an all out bawl and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Bryan cried as he held his hurt ribs. He lied on the ground crying.
Kristen had defeated him. He couldn't believe it. He hated Kristen so much,
more than anything in the world, and had been so sure that he could beat her.
She was just a little girl. But she had just beaten him. He was so
embarrassed, so ashamed, yet so hurt at the same time. He lied on the ground
crying his eyes out.

Kristen walked up next to Bryan and confidently stood above him. "I just beat
you up" the little girl giggled. Those words from the small girl's
high-pitched voice were the icing on the cake for his ultimate humiliation.
"Have fun cleaning my house today." She lightly kicked him in the balls, very
lightly actually, more of a love tap then anything else. However, it doesn't
take much to hurt a man when you kick him there. The light kick sent a
horrible pain through his testacles that made its way up to his stomach and
caused a horrible nausea. Bryan gagged and vomited a bit over the floor.

"Damn" Kristen said "you're going to have to clean up vomit and fix a broken
window before you even get started on your real chores. You have a long day
ahead of you." She walked away giggling.

Bryan lay on the floor in great pain, completely humiliated. He did, in fact,
have a long day ahead of him especially since it was going to be awhile before
he actually got the strength to get up.